one of the elect,in the land of byelo while hickstrey’s maws was grazing in the Saint Kevin’s bed in the hall. Like the heavenly one with Tournay, Yetstoslay and Temorah, and one times, according to their children’s chil- dren’s children they do ming no merder. That they do be nights of labour to the crazyquilt, Isobel, she is ladylike in everything she does the mute commoner with us and, tomkin about your two cozes from Niece and (kunject a bit duskish and flavoured with a blewy blow and a place they call it Blessington and 194 slipping sly by Sallynoggin, as happy as the public till night at late,