(a special excerpt obtained
for our readership
from "Tarquin in The Lands of The Quarterlitter-Endymion")
middle of the evening was his proudest boast. Giant hens looting the larder and perching in the Danube. A moocow, falling falling.
Sevrid Bralest was the name of the Robot-General whose lemon eyes were rectangular, being 1" x 32" in dimension. They grew circular in the Winter snows of Yogoland where the red mountains were hostile places for a young and tender Dandelion-Boy. Dandelion-Boy.
Horrors of the Pine Leopards that came down from the high forests in packs and savaged any Liquorice Apes who might have fallen out of their Bosk Tree homes. Yollah! for the times of Snelling and his Guide to Undalawalla, that old paradise in the yellow Whistling-Grass steppes by the silver lake called Usknorrthlu. Snibb! Snibb!
