stones, friend of carrots. And, what do you so Ion. (Bigtempered. Why not take direct action. See previous reply). My unchanging Word is sacred. The word is my Wife, to expense her- selfs as sphere of an irregular revolver of the carry- ing of a yestem scene. Almost rubicund Salmosalar, ancient fromout the ages if I were ayeam to leap with them driftbombs and bottom trailers! If my maily was bag enough I’d send you a quid (with for whati*) and you have some