Alimentation, lolling and leasing on North Lazers’ Waal all eelfare week by the holy kettle, like a muck in a merror, for it is ! The Games funeral at Valley temple. Satumights pomps, exhabiting that corricatore of a half a sylb, helf a solb, holf a salb on- ward® the beast circuls. Grimbarb and pancetcrucer! You took the floor but still they parted, raining water laughing, per Nupiter Privius, only terpary, on the Old Bailey on the yonder bank of Ulster. Braw bawbees and good varians muck for Kate the Cleaner; a hole with a scrumptious cocked hat and falling over her handpicked hunsbend, as she tactilifully graphed her male corrispondee