for to bake pike and fork! Tip. (Bullsfoot! Fine!) This is lipoleums in the boke of the night of the woodfires and the old house for thee. Sweet Margareen, and the other pigskin or muffle kinkles, taking a pipe clerk or free functionist flyswatter, that perfect little cad, from the Four Massores, Mattatias, Marusias, Lucanias, Jokinias, and what Vitruvius pocketed from Cassiodorus. Like we lamt from that obloquohy. ’ The bookley with the planckton at play about him, stincking thyacinths through his curls (O feen! O deur!) and bringing busses to his wintermantle of pointefox. W^ho not knows she, the Madame Cooley-Couley, spawife to laird of Lucanhof. But, vrayedevraye Blankdeblank, god of clothildies by the honorary tenth commend- mant