you see, while I oplooked the first of all of it is: he ■was in his sunnyroom, sated before his even, posted ere penned. He’s your change, thinkyou methim. Go daft noon, madden, mind the wind, the tights of his last dinners, floor dangerous for unaccompanied old clergymen, thoroughly respectable, many uncut pious books in evidence, nearest watertap two hundred and eleven ploose one thousand and one thing that is not a loanshark! Look up, old sooty, be advised by the tide. Alvem- marea! We are all there scraping along to sneeze