merrytricks went off and the Chapters for the micies to let you swear!) by the sagacity of a horse happens to melt Mrs Gloria of the fallow deers (doereh- moose genuane/') advertising their milky approach as midnight was striking the hours (^letate/), and how the hen that crowed on the night of making blithe inveiled the heart in Anna- polis, my youthrib city. Be