182- The Vessel of Wrath

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Listen now as escape brings you Somerset Moms unusual story, the vessel of wrath. As I sit here with the sea-cooled breezes coming into the open window and the sounds of the breakers washing the sands before my house, I think of the far places and the people I have known there.

In particular, I think of the thing that happened in the train of islands known as the Alice group, which is a third distance from Draver. It extends about 75 miles east and west and 40 miles north and south.

At a certain moment of the world's history, the controller of the principal island, which is called Baru, was mine here Everett Brute. And he ruled the people who inhabited the Arles Islands with firmness tempered by a keen sense of the ridiculous.

He was very short and extremely fat and he had twinkling blue eyes. He knew that he had no dignity in his form, but for the sake of his position he made up for it by dressing very dappily.

One morning in the early heat of summer his head boy came into his bedroom while he was dressing. What is it? Two Aunt Jones mine here. He wishes to see you. and holy are for a holy man to call her.