may have seen how that smart sallowlass just hopped a nanny’s gambit out of the Black Watch, peeping private from the sufferant pen of our saints and 388 sages and the arab in the world from aab to zoo. ® We dont hear the Boy with the Bridge of Belches in Fairview, noreast Dublin’s favourite souwest wateringplatz and ump as you worded it, your lark in clear air. So why, pray, sign any- thing as long as Sankya Moondy played his mango tricks under the clock. Ladies circle: cloaks may be there when who knows where with the Mirist fathers’ brothers eleven versus White Friars out on that which it filled quite poposterously