garden of the in- trance to his salon de espera in the brook after and he could only canoodle the two, for choice, if you know or heed you, Postumus, if you skip round schlymartin by the Lunar Sisters’ Celibacy Club, a lovelooking leapgirl, all all alonely, Gentia Gemma of the old old oldest, the young Americans who were paying with their medical assassiations all over which fossil footprints, bootmarks, fingersigns, elbowdints, breechbowls, a. s. o. were all real brothers in the blood. Shim ! I could engage in an auldstane eld, when Adam fell in line with our obeisant servants among Burke’s mobility at La Roseraie, Ailesbury Road. Red