WALBAUM
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ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ$£1234567890
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ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ$£ 1234567890
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14 POINT WALBAUM, ITALIC AND BOLD
ABCDEFGHIJRLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ$£1234567890
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ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ$£Î234567890
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ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ$£ 1234567890
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12 POINT WALBAUM, ITALIC AND BOLD
ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ$£1234567890
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ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ$£1234567890
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11 POINT WALBAUM, ITALIC AND BOLD
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ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ$£1234567890abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyzfifl.,-‘’;:()ÆŒœ?&-
ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ$£1234567890abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyzfifl.,-1’;:
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10 POINT WALBAUM, ITALIC AND BOLD
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ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ$£1234567890abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyzfifl.,-‘’;:()ÆŒœ?&-
ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ$£1234567890abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyzflfl.,-‘’;:()ÆŒœ?&-
9 POINT WALBAUM, ITALIC AND BOLD
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ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ$£i234567890abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyzflfl.,-‘,;:()ÆŒœ?&-
8 POINT WALBAUM, ITALIC AND BOLD
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ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ$£1234567890abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyzJïfl.,-‘’;:OÆŒœ?&-
ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUV WXYZ$£ 1234567890abcdefghijklmnopqrstuv wxyzfifl.()ÆŒœ?&-
7 POINT WALBAUM, ITALIC AND BOLD
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ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVlVXYZ$£12}4567890abcdeJ'ghijklmnopqrstuvwxyzfiß.,-,’;:()/ECE(E?&-
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6 POINT WALBAUM, ITALIC AND BOLD
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WALBAUM
SOLID
8/8 PT The streets were hot and dusty on the summer day, and the sun
was so bright that it even shone through the heavy vapour
drooping over Coketown, and could not be looked at steadily.
Stokers emerged from low underground doorways into factory
yards, and sat on steps, and posts, and palings, wiping their
swarthy visages, and contemplating coals. The whole town
seemed to be frying in oil. There was a stifling smell of hot oil
everywhere. The steam-engines shone with it, the dresses of
the Hands were soiled with it, the mills throughout their many
storeys oozed and trickled it. The atmosphere of those Fairy
palaces was like the breath of the simoom and their inhabitants,
wasting with heat, toiled languidly in the desert. But no
temperature made the melancholy mad elephants more mad or
more sane. Their wearisome heads went up and down at the
same rate, in hot weather and cold, wet weather and dry, fair
weather and foul. The measured motion of their shadows on
the walls, was the substitute Coketown had to show for the
shadows of rustling woods; while, for the summer hum of
SOLID
9/9 PT The streets were hot and dusty on the summer day, and
the sun was so bright that it even shone through the
heavy vapour drooping over Coketown, and could not be
looked at steadily. Stokers emerged from low under¬
ground doorways into factory yards, and sat on steps,
and posts, and palings, wiping their swarthy visages, and
contemplating coals. The whole town seemed to be
frying in oil. There was a stifling smell of hot oil
everywhere. The steam-engines shone with it, the
dresses of the Hands were soiled with it, the mills
throughout their many storeys oozed and trickled it. The
atmosphere of those Fairy palaces was like the breath of
the simoom and their inhabitants, wasting with heat,
toiled languidly in the desert. But no temperature made
the melancholy mad elephants more mad or more sane.
Their wearisome heads went up and down at the same
SOLID
ю/ю PT The streets were hot and dusty on the summer day,
and the sun was so bright that it even shone
through the heavy vapour drooping over Coke¬
town, and could not be looked at steadily. Stokers
emerged from low underground doorways into
factory yards, and sat on steps, and posts, and
palings, wiping their swarthy visages, and contem¬
plating coals. The whole town seemed to be frying
in oil. There was a stifling smell of hot oil
everywhere. The steam-engines shone with it, the
dresses of the Hands were soiled with it, the mills
throughout their many storeys oozed and trickled
it. The atmosphere of those Fairy palaces was like
the breath of the simoom and their inhabitants,
SOLID
11/11 PT The streets were hot and dusty on the summer
day, and the sun was so bright that it even
shone through the heavy vapour drooping
over Coketown, and could not be looked at
steadily. Stokers emerged from low under¬
ground doorways into factory yards, and sat
on steps, and posts, and palings, wiping their
swarthy visages, and contemplating coals.
The whole town seemed to be frying in oil.
There was a stifling smell of hot oil every¬
where. The steam-engines shone with it, the
dresses of the Hands were soiled with it, the
mills throughout their many storeys oozed
Hard Times Charles Dickens
2PT LEADED
8/10 PT The streets were hot and dusty on the summer day, and the sun
was so bright that it even shone through the heavy vapour
drooping over Coketown, and could not be looked at steadily.
Stokers emerged from low underground doorways into factory
yards, and sat on steps, and posts, and palings, wiping their
swarthy visages, and contemplating coals. The whole town
seemed to be frying in oil. There was a stifling smell of hot oil
everywhere. The steam-engines shone with it, the dresses of
the Hands were soiled with it, the mills throughout their many
storeys oozed and trickled it. The atmosphere of those Fairy
palaces was like the breath of the simoom and their inhabitants,
wasting with heat, toiled languidly in the desert. But no
temperature made the melancholy mad elephants more mad or
more sane. Their wearisome heads went up and down at the
2PT LEADED
9/11 PT The streets were hot and dusty on the summer day, and
the sun was so bright that it even shone through the
heavy vapour drooping over Coketown, and could not be
looked at steadily. Stokers emerged from low under¬
ground doorways into factory yards, and sat on steps,
and posts, and palings, wiping their swarthy visages, and
contemplating coals. The whole town seemed to be
frying in oil. There was a stifling smell of hot oil
everywhere. The steam-engines shone with it, the
dresses of the Hands were soiled with it, the mills
throughout their many storeys oozed and trickled it. The
atmosphere of those Fairy palaces was like the breath of
the simoom and their inhabitants, wasting with heat,
2PT LEADED
ю/12 PT The streets were hot and dusty on the summer day,
and the sun was so bright that it even shone
through the heavy vapour drooping over Coke¬
town, and could not be looked at steadily. Stokers
emerged from low underground doorways into
factory yards, and sat on steps, and posts, and
palings, wiping their swarthy visages, and contem¬
plating coals. The whole town seemed to be frying
in oil. There was a stifling smell of hot oil
everywhere. The steam-engines shone with it, the
dresses of the Hands were soiled with it, the mills
throughout their many storeys oozed and trickled
2PT LEADED
п/13 PT The streets were hot and dusty on the summer
day, and the sun was so bright that it even
shone through the heavy vapour drooping
over Coketown, and could not be looked at
steadily. Stokers emerged from low under¬
ground doorways into factory yards, and sat
on steps, and posts, and palings, wiping their
swarthy visages, and contemplating coals.
The whole town seemed to be frying in oil.
There was a stifling smell of hot oil every¬
where. The steam-engines shone with it, the
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10 POINT
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