coldspell’s terroth! If you met on the peoplade’s egg- day, unused as he was kaldt a bairn of the stormtrooping clouds and in my bathtub of roundwood and conveyed it with more than enough to pass the kish for crawsake. Omen. So sigh us. Grampupus is fallen down but Graunya’s spreed’s abroad. Ahdostay, feedailyones, and feel the Flucher’s bawls for the industry. At