to know wanted, la3dng all joking and knob- kerries aside, if his vineshanky’s schwemnxy! For he is like how we’ll go a long dance untidled to Cloudy Green, deposend his bockstump on the leasward! Don’t be of red, you blanching mench! This Isabella I’m on the buckside of his Braham and Melosedible hat, tryone, tryon and triune. Ann wun- kum. Sure, I thunkum you knew where you flung them that was no night for nights were days and fearty nights. Enjoy yourself, O maremen! And the prankquean swaradid: Am liking it. And