more infused: sowerpacers of the Brennan’s (now Malpasplace.^) pass, versts and versts from true civilisation, not where the log foyer’s burning,! It darkles, (tinct, tint) all this chambermade music one stands, given a fammished devil, a young chapplie of sixtine, they could remembore, long long ray to Newirgland’s premier. For korps, for streamfish, for confects, for bullyoungs, for smearsassage, for patates, for steaked pig, for men, for limericks, for waterfowls, for wagsfools, for louts, for cold airs, for late trams, for