The Shockingly Peaceful Passing of Thomas Edwin Bartlett, Green Grocer (AF

Good evening. This is the man you hear breathing is named Thomas at breathing deep the night air of template is a heavy sleeper breather to rhythmical and serene an almost lullip adlet Bartlett his wife who this night sleeps in just at the stroke of midnight Just when a new year has begun

Mr. Bartlett stop having drunk too much chloroform of all things His wife, Waken, sees that it is a new year and celebrate. Peaceful passing of Thomas Ed'Kraim stories taken from the records and students of violence.

You heard Mr. Bartlett die. It was New Year's Eve in the year 1885. Some years before this, one springtime, it responded to the delicate sample of the young French girl.

And the aroma went with suddenly in love with hadalad, blanche, still at them, what? I'm delighted, and I'm delighted, and I'm delighted. Had a late. Good luck, good luck, good luck, good luck. Had a late.

Stop shipping rope. I'm talking to you. Make me miss. You shouldn't say you should, mate. It's an even modest expression. It's good, good, good. I'm sorry I made you miss. I apologize. I accept. And now will you do something for me?

Anything. of this year I swear anything I swear take this rope and tie an end of it to the tree and all the other end and then I will jump don't you ever get enough of this fall?

you look, tie it up very well at the lead, are we? do you like me? very much however what? you puzzle me intrigue you you mean? I'm glad Why you put this time gone to fish and your grocery store is last two weeks.