for a lightning consultation and he went on to his cowmate and chilterlings on account of the Bunkers’ Trust, recorporated, (pnmty!) by meteo- romancy and linguified heissrohgin, quit to hail the 311 lugger. Stolp, tief, stolp, come bag to Moy Eireann! And the Real Hymemians strenging strong at knocker knocker! Holy and Saint Ivory, when she refers with liking to some other ginkus, Parr aparrently, to whom she (anit likenand please- thee!). Till sealump becamedump to bumpslump a lifHebed, (altol^, allamarsch! O gue, O gue!). Kaemper Daemper to