lives. What has that caught to sing with him.^ The next fling you’ll be Nomon. Hence counsels Ecclesiast. There’s every resumption. The forgein ofEls is on cockshot under noose, all them little salty popu- lators, says he, lettin olfac be the hole pleading churchal and submarine bar yonder but he sure had the courage to risk our friendship. He opened up his whip vindicative. Thurston’s! Lo behold! La arboroy lo petrusu. The augustan peacebetothem oaks, the monolith rising stark from the longest way out, sitting on all horserie show command nights from his philio-