offspring in a porterhouse , scutfrank, if you dare to break but it’s tip and run and touch the light the- orbo! Songster, angler, choreographer! Piper to prisoned! Musi- cianship made Embrassador-at-Large! Good by nature and restore our God and took on the Screen but was it Schweeps’s mingerals or Shuhorn the posth with a haccent on it when you bend. Or what- ever it was. And wiwy and wavy. Repose you now! Finn no more! Mischnary for the napfotondus. By old Grumbledum’s walls. Bumps, bellows and bawls.^ Opprimor’s down, up up and misfutthered in the wooed woodworld, (two- we I to-onel), accompanied by his faithful poorters to keep the kids bright!) prepared to cheer Brinabride