6
ONE HEART IS MiNE.
I shall not murmur at my lot.
Or think It aught hut good.
Though I must toil with head and hands
To earn my daily food.
1 shall not fret though fortune frown,
Or at stern fate repine;
Since I can say—O Heaven, what Joy-
That one true heart is mine!
The gay may cast their looks of scorn
Upon my humble garb;
Such looks give wounds to some—forme,
They bear no point nor barb;
I've hidden armor o'er my breast.
That seems almost divine;
No sneer can scathe, while I have power
To say: "One heart is mine."
The rich may boast his golden store—
I envy none mi re pelf;
But when I see it I can smile,
And whisper to myself:
"Oh. Joy of joys, how rich ami!
Without such wealth as thine;
God prosper thee, and give beside
Such a true heart as mine."
—Kdward Wilbur Mason, In Minneapolis
Housekeeper.
"Tfcr 5 y
Tj9 S Uft-nr TfcATV
(Copyrijht. 1897. by Longmans. Green & Co.]
SYNOPSIS.
Chapter I—D'Auriac, commanding out
post where scene Is laid, tells the story.
De Gomeron has been appointed by Gen.
do lione to examine into a charge made
against him. Nicholas, u sergeant, brings
in two prisoners, a man and a woman, who
are from the king's camp at Le Fere.
D'Auriac, angered by insulting manner of de
Gomeron toward the woman, strikes him.
A duel follows, and during the commotion
the prisoners escape. De Hone happens on
the disorderly scene, and d'Auriac, upon
giving his parole not to attempt escape,
hears this remarkable sentence; "To-mor
row— you must die on the Held. Win or
Jose, if J catch you at the close of the day,
I will har.g you as high as Ilaman."
Chapter ll—D'Auriac next morning takes
his place a3 usual on de Rone's staff. In
the course of his ride over the field he saves
the life of Nicholas, the sergeant, who, a
victim of de Gomeron's malice, is found in
Imminent danger of almost Instant death.
Chapter lll—After the battle in which
King Henry utterly routs de Rone's forces,
d'Auriac. lying severely wounded, sets
the forma of a man ar.d woman moving
under cover of the night among the dead
and wounded. They llnd a golden collar
on de Ley ra's corpse, and liabette stabs
Mauglnot (her partner) to gain possession
of the prize. After this hideous scene
Henry with a retinue, among whom Is the
fair prisoner who had escaped from the
hand of de < lomeron, rides over the field.
Chapter IV—D'Auriac In the hospital of
Ste. Genevieve discovers his unknown
friend is the heiress of Hldache. She vis-
Its him daily, and when he is well enough
Is taken to her Normandy chateau. Hero
tie barns tr< in Maine I'alln, the madame's
ch-avlain, that the king is about to force
upon the woman a very distasteful mar
riage with M. d'Ayen. With Jacques, his
steward, d'Auriac leaves for the avowed
j.urpose of preventing their marriage.
Chapter V D'Auriac's horse casts a
shoe. This causes deiay at village of
lOzy, where he comes upon Nicholas, his
old sergeant, who says de Gomeron is in
the neighborhood with the king's commis
sion, and that he (Nich la.-") l as evidence
of trc-a.i >:i brewing uraosig do Gomeron and
certain associates against the king.
Chapter Vl I,ed by Nicholas, d'Auriac
«oes by night ta where de Gomeron is sta
tioned. Standing beside a broken pane
they hear something of the outili.e of a plot
against the king. Rurnlng with revenge,
Nicholas iires through tho window at de
Gomeron, but mis:es his mark.
Chapter Vll—The two men fly for their
lives, and think themselves almost beyond
pursuit when tiiey come suddenly face to
face with liiron, one of the traitors to the
king, whom d'Auriac cuts down, and with
de Gomeron, who makes short work of
.Nicholas, d'Auriac escapes.
Chapter VIII—Ho comes to Rouvres
where Jacques, by previous arrangement,
had prepared to have him received; from
there he goes direct to Paris.
Chapter IX —D'Auriac takes up lodgings
In Paris, and lays what he knows of the
treachery in the army and among the no
liles before Sully, master general of the
ordnance, who advises him to keep himself
as much confined as possible.
Chapter X—Calling on de Belin, a friend
living in Paris, the chevalier secures from
him a servant, named Ravaillao (whom de
Belin had won from d'Ayen at dice) to
temporarily take the place of Jacques. He
learns marriage of d'Ayen and Madame de
la Hidache is to take place In a fortnight.
De Belin is to be d'Ayen's sponsor.
Chapter XI Maitre Palln, appears In
Paris in attendance upon Madame do la
Bidiache, comes to see d'Auriac and out
lines to him a plan for the madame's
escape Into Switzerland. D'Auriac then
toes out for a walk.
CIIAPTER XI.—CONTINUED.
I bailed a boat, therefore, and was
soon on the other side of the Seine, and
flinging my cloak over my arm setoff
rC a round puce. As I passed the
Louvre 1 saw that the windows were
bright with lights and heard the strains
of music from within. They were as
raerry within as 1 was sad without,and
I did not linger there long. Keeping to
the right of St. Germain l'Auxerrois, I
passed by the Magasins de Louvre, and
then slackening my pace strolled idly
down the Hue de St. Antoine. Down
this great street it seemed as if the
coining of the king had awakened the
igood citizens to life again, for there
were lights at nearly all the windows,
though tlie street itself was in dark
ness, except at the spots where a lan
tern or two swung 011 ropes stretched
sexoss the road and lit up a few yards
dimly around them. A few steps fur
' her brought me almost opposite a large
bouse, over tlie entrance to which was
a transparent signboard with a row of
lamps behind it, and I saw I had stum
bled across More's, the eating and
gaining house kept by the most cele
brated traiteur in Paris. I had a mind
to slep in, more out of curiosity than
tnything else, when, just as 1 halted in
hesitation before the door, two or three
masked cavaliers came out, singing and
laughing, and in the foremost of them
I had 110 difliculty In recognizing the old
reprobate d'Ayen. Much as I would
have avoided a quarrel, it could not be
helped, for 1 had the door, and it was
certainly my ripht to enter. They,
however, ranged themselves arm in arm
before me and, being in wine, began to
laugh and jeer at iny somber attire.
"Does M. Ie Huguenot think there is
a preche here?" said d'Ayen, bowing to
me in mockery as he lifted his plumed
bat. I determined to show in my an
swer that I knew them.
"Let me pass, M. d'Ayen," I said,
coldly, "we have too much between us
to quarrel here."
lie knew me well enough, but pre
tended surprise.
"Corboeuf! monsieur le chevalier,
and so it is you! Gentlemen, allow me
to present you to M. le Chevalier
d'Auriac, with whom I have an argu
ment that we never could bring to a
conclusion; we disagreed on the sub
ject of landscape gardening."
It was a hard pill to swallow, but I
had made up my mind to retreat. The
Edict was fresh; a conflict there would
have meant complete disaster; and
there would have been no chance for
escape as the passage was getting
crowded.
"I remember perfectly," I said, carry
ing on d'Ayen's feint, "but 1 am not
prepared to discuss the matter now. 1
must go back to take some notes to re
fresh my memoy." The man was
flown with wine. lie thought I feared
him, and my words, which roused his
companions to scornful laughter, made
him do a foolish thing.
"At least take a reminder with you,"
and lie Hung his soft, musk-scented
glove 111 my face.
"A ring! A ring!" roared twenty
voices, and before 1 knew where 1 was
I was in the center of a circle in the
passage, the slight figure of d'Ayen be
fore me, and the point of his rapier
glinting like a diamond, now in quarte,
now in tierce.
Some one—l know not who—at this
juncture cut the silken cord by which a
huge ornamental lantern was hung
above our heads. It fell with a crash
and in a moment we were in semi-dark
ness. I took the opportunity to dash
forward, flatten myself against the
wall, and by dint of a little manage
ment and more good luck, succeeded in
getting within a yard or so of the
door, llere, taking my occasion, I made
a sudden spring forward, upsetting a
man in front of me, and dashed off down
the street. Unfortunately, I was not
so quick but that I was seen and in
stantly pursued by a portion of the
watch on guard outside.
There was nothing for it but to run.
Fast as I went, however, there were
good men behind me, ami I could not
shake them off, though the streets were
in gloom. The worst of the matter,
however, was that the watch was being
constantly reinforced by amateur
guardians of the peace. Everyone who
happened to be passing, or heard the
noise, seemed to think it his duty to
join in the chase, and it was with a line
following that I headed toward the
river. Heaven knows how 1 cursed my
folly at having put my nose into More's,
arid I redoubled my paee as 1 heard,
from the shouts to the right and to the
left of me, that I was practically
hemmed in, and that my only chance
was to take to the river. They were
close up to me when I reached the bank
a few yards below pont aux Meunniers,
and without further hesitation 1 plunged
in, and the bubbling and seething of
the water brought the yell of disap
pointment from the bank faintly to my
ears. The set of the stream was toward
the opposite shore, and in live seconds
I was in pitch darkness, though, look
ing back over my shoulder as i struck
out, I could see, by the lanterns that
some carried, the watch and the volun
teer brigade dancing with anger at my
escape, but none of them dared to fol
low.
1 had to swim with a will, for the cur
rent was swift; but at length I reached
my own side of the river, drenched, it is
true, but safe for the present.
Pantin opened the door to me.
"Ciel!" he exclaimed, as he saw rae
wet and dripping. "What has hap
pened?"
"I have had a swim in the Seine, Pan
tin —say nothing about it."
CHAPTER XII.
M. RAVAILLAC DOES NOT SUIT.
I slept profoundly, and toward morn
ing was half awakened by an uneasy
feeling that there was some one in the
room. This passed away; but a short
time after I awoke with a start, and,
looking around, saw liavaillac bending
over some of my things, which were
lying in a corner of the room. As 1
looked at him, u slight movement on my
part attracting his attention, he bade
me a civil good morning.
Whilst he moved softly about I began
to piece together the noise of the stum
ble I had heard outside my door when
about to set out with I'alin, and I de
termined to question the man, and, by
watching the play of his features, and
noting his manner of reply, try and dis
cover if there was anything to show
that my itlea was correct.
Pretending therefore to be unaware
of what had passed, I asked:
"Ho*v was it you were not into re
ceive me last night, Ravaillac?"
There was a quick up and down move
ment of the long gray eyes, and he an
swered :
"I was ill, monsieur; I trust monsieur
le chevalier is not hurt?"
"Hurt! Why should I be?"
"Monsieur will pardon me; but I
thought it possible."
"Ilow so?"
"Monsieur's clothes were dripping
wet when I first came in, and his rapier
stained full six inches from the point
when 1 drew it out of its sheath to clean
it this morning. It looked like an arm
thrust, and 1 thought—"
"Never mind what you thought. I
bad a slight affair last night, but was
not hurt." It was clear to me that he
was trying to carry the war into my
country, as it were, by counter ques
tions to mine. I therefore cut him
short, and added:
"Your illness came and went very
suddenly. Are you often taken that
way ?"
"Then monsieur knows—"
"A great many things, perhaps; but
kindly answer my question."
It may have been fancy or not; but
it seemed to me that, as once before, I
saw the wraith of a smile flit stearthSly
along his thin lips. He was standing
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in front of me, holding 1 my rapier, and
his eyes bent down on the polished steel
hilt as 1 spoke.
At first he made no answer, and I re
peated my question. This time he
looked me full in the face, and the
whole expression of the man changed.
Ilis cheeks paled. His eyes dilated.
His voice took a shrill pitch.
"I cannot tell, monsieur. It comes
and goes like the wind. There is a fear
that falls on me—a fear and something
I know not what beside; but all before
my eyes is red—red, as if it rained
blood—and then u myriad of devils are
whispering in my ears, and there is no
safety for me but the cross and prayer.
It has passed now—God be thanked!
Will monsieur not take his sword?"
Ilis voice dropped again to its low,
soft note as he ended sind handed me
1113' rapier. 1 buckled it on, thinking
to myself: "My friend, you are either a
lunatic at large or a finished actor. In
either case you won't do for me." I
said 110 more, however; but when he
gave me my liat he asked:
"Will monsieur require ine in attend
ance?"
"Yes. I goto the notel de Belin,
and 1 trust this will be the last of your
attacks whilst you are with me. The
compte told me you had been a flagel
lant, but had recovered."
"I have been well for a long time,
monsieur," he answered), taking my
humor —"I will try and get ill 110 more."
"I am glad of that. Saddle Couronue.
I go out at once—you can follow on
foot."
"Monsieur."
The next moment he was gone, and I
heard him running down the stairs. It
would take a few minutes to get Cou
roune ready, but I followed him down
at once, as I had an inquiry to make
from Mme. Pantin. I heard some one
moving below in the kitchen, and,
thinking it was dame Annette, called
down the winding stair.
"Mme.—Mme. Pantin."
"Madame is out; but is there any
thing I can do for monsieur?" And the
notary appeared below, a dim outline,
clad in his dressing gown, with a wool
en cap 011 his head.
I went down to him and asked:
"Pantin, do you know if Kavaillac
was out last night?"
"I would have told monsieur there
aud then when he came in from his
|I j|'
I WAS SEEN AND INSTANTLY PURSUED.
swim in the Seine. No, for I watched
and saw him sleeping in t he loft."
"Are you sure?"
"As 1 am of being here."
"Thanks. Madame is out early."
"She has gone to the rue Yarenne;
but, monsieur, be careful of that
Kavaillac."
I nodded my head, andi then raising
my voice: "I dine at the Two Ecus as
usual—good day!"
"Good day, monsieur!"
Couronue was at the door, Bavaillac
at her head, and, mounting, I went at
a walking pace towards the pont au
Change, my servant a yard or so be
hind. It was my intention to seek de
Belin, to ask him to find out if I was
in any danger owing to last night's
folly or misadventure —call it what you
will and to beg his advice on the
course I was to pursue.
I had been recognized by d'Ayen. My
name was known to those with him,
and any trouble with the hotel de Yille
meant hopeless disaster. I had almost
made up my mind to conceal myself
somewhere until the day of flight, but
before taking any action thought it
advisable to consult my friend, and to
return Bavaillac to his service.
Imagine my disappointment when
reaching his hotel to find that Belin wns
out! Yallon begged me to wait, ex
plaining that fiis master had been ab
sent for so long a time that his return
would be but a matter of minutes. lie
had supped out the night before with
de Yitry, the captain of the Scots
guards, and M. le Grand, had come back
late, and gone forth very early in the
morning, and it was now full time he
was back.
I determined therefore to wait,
though every moment was of impor
tance to me, and after a half hour of pa
tience in an easy chiuir rose and walked
towards the window to while away the
time by watching what was going on
below. One of the heavy brocade cur
tains was half drawn, and without
thinking of it I came up towards that
side, and looked out from behind its
cover. It struck me as strange that
my horse was within the gate, instead
of being wit.Uin the courtyard, and
Bavaillac, with the reins thrown over
his shoulder, was engaged in converse
with a cavalier whose back was turned
to me, and whose head was entirely con
cealed by his broad-brimmed hat and
long plumes.
But the tall, straight figure, with
its stretch of shoulder, could not be
mistaken. It was de Gomeron to a
certainty, and my doubts on the point
were soon at rest. Keeping as far ns
possible within the shadow of the
curtain, I watched them for full five
minutes whilst they conversed to-
gether earnestly, and then something
changed hands between them. Finally,
the cavalier left Bavaillac with a nod
to his salute, and crossed over to the
other side of the road, where a mount
ed lackey was holding his horse. As
he gained the saddle, he turned his face
toward me for an instant. There
no shadow of doubt left. It was de
Gonieron, and it was clear that there
was more between the free lance and
Bavaillac than there should be, and
also, I was convinced, I know not how,
that what had passed between them
touched me, and was not for my good.
What object the man had to play traitor
I cannot say, but I do know that there
are some natures to whom double deal
ing is as their skin, and whom noth
ing can turn from falsehood and chi
cane.
Be this as it may, I knew, at any
rate, the grass where one viper lay, and
made up my mind to blunt his fangs
without any further delay. I gave de
Belin another half-hour, and then, call
ing Yallon, left a message with him,
begging my friend to see me at my
lodging on a matter of the utmost
mo'iuent. As soon as I was in the
saddle I bent forward, and, looking
Bavaillac full in the face, said: "My
friend, you have too many acquaint
ances for my services. I return you
from this moment to monsieur le
compte."
I made a short cut down a side street,
and in so doing, had an opportunity of
taking a last look at my man. He was
standing talking to Yallon, and moving
his hands in my direction.
"Beeling out lies by the dosoen," I
muttered to myself. "If I mistake not
there will be another place lost to you
by sundown."
I let myself in by the stable entrance,
and after attending to Couronue en
tered the house. There was apparently
not a soul within. I sought the lower
apartments in the hope of findingeither
the notary or his wife, to explain to
them my action in regard to Bavaillac;
but neither of them was visible. There
was no answer to my call. There could
not be a soul in the house.
[TO BE CONTINUED.]
LOVED LIFE TOO WELL.
An Anrtrnt Natchez Indian Who Re*
))pllo«l Auninnt Drills
Sacrificed.
One of the repulsive features of the
laws under which the Natchez Indians
were governed was that when a mem
ber of the royal family of the nation
died it was necessary that several oth
ers of the people should accompany
him to the tojnb by suffering death at
the hands of executioners. When the
"Great Sun," the hereditary chief of the
whole nation, died, all his wives, in
case he were provided with more than
one, and also several of his subjects,
were obliged to follow him into the vale
of shadows. The "Little Suns," sec
ondary chiefs, and also members of the
royal family, likewise claimed, when
dying, their tribute of death from the
living. In addition to this, the inexora
ble law also condemned to death any
man of the Natch- z race who had'mar
ried a girl of the royal line of the
"Suns;" 011 the occasion of her death he
was called upon to accompany her. "1
will narrate to you upon this subject,"
writes an old French chronicler of
Louisiana, "the story of an Indian who
was not in a humor to submit to this
law. Ilis name was Etteacteal. He had
contracted an alliance with the "Suns."
This honor came near having a fatal
result for him. His wife fell sick, and
as soon as he perceived that she was ap
proaching her end he took to flight,
embarking in a pirogue on the Missis
sippi, andf sought a refuge in New Or
leans. He placed himself under the
protection of the governor, who was at
that time Mons. de Bienville, offering
himself to be the governor's hunter.
The governor accepted his services, and
interested himself in his behalf with
the Natchez, who declared, in answer
that he had nothing to fear, inasmuch
as the ceremony was over, and as he had
not been present when it took place he
was no longer available as a candidate
for execution. —N. O. Picayne.
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Ilichard lirinslcy Sheridan, the bril
liant orator and dramatist and auda
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Scotland Yard would call a downy cove.
He was dining at a friend's house one
evening and found himself much Ueset
by one of his fellow -diners of the giddy
old maid brand.
"All, my dear Mr. Sheridan," she sim
pered, "I should so love to take a walk
out with you this evening."
The wily Sheridan was startled at the
prospect. "Oh, dear," he replied, in a
tone of well-feigned regret, "my dear
Lady Blank, it's raining cats and dogs.
I'm afraid I shall have to forego the
pleasure until It clears off."
Fifteen minutes later the alert spin
ster, who did not repose entire trust in
Sheridan's sincerity, detected him in the
act of sneaking out through a side door.
"Oh, Mr. Sheridan!" she exclaimed,
"has it really cleared up?"
"Y-y-yes—n-no that is —lt has
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A \ul> Ie l.liietlKF.
It was the year 3588 A. D. Presently
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no time \o lose, and yet she was forever
exalting herself because of her birth.
"I am descended from pork packers!"
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every-day princes who sought her hand.
As for the other princesses employee!
in the store, they laughed at her pre
tensions, and maintained that anyone
might trace a lineage as distinguished,
provided one went far enough.—Detroit
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Tlie I'nforfnnnte One.
Cholly—Her father treated me ven
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here is decidedly ahead of where I
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Half the men who attempt to tell you a
funny story forget it.—Atchison Globe.
Told you so. In one night cured. St. Ja
cobs Oil masters Lumbago.
The impression made bv beauty is more
than skin deep.—Chicago Daily News.
See there. A bad sprain cured; and St.
Jacobs Oil cured it.
PERIODS OF PAli\7
Menstruation, the balance wheel of
woman's life, is also the bane of exist
ence to many because it means a time of
groat suffering.
While no woman is entirely free from
periodical pain.it does not seem to have
medical sci
ence. Itrclievesthcconditionthat pro
duces so much discomfort and robs men
struation of its terrors. Here is proof:
Dear Mrs. Pinkiiam: —How can 1
thank you enough for what you have
done for me ? When I wrote to you I
was suffering untold pain at time of
menstruation; was nervous, had head
ache all the time, no appetite, that tired
feeling, aud did not care for anything.
I have taken three bottles of Lydia E.
Pinkliam's Vegetable Compound, one
of Blood Purifier, two boxes of Liver
Pills, and to-day lam a well person. I
would like to have those who suffer
know that I am one of the many who
have been cured of female complaints
by your wonderful medicine and advice.
—Miss JENNIE R. MILES. Leon, Wis.
If you are suffering in this way, write
a»s Miss Miles did to Mrs. Pinkham at
Lynn, Mass., for the advice which she
offers free of charge to all woniey.
SSOO Reward
Tbe above Reward will be paid fctr
that will lead to tbe arrest ani
conviction of tbe party or parties who
placed iron aud slabs on the track of the
Emporium Si Kick Valley R. R., neai
he ea«t line of Frunkiin II outfit's furm,
(ii the evening of Nov. 21st, 1891.
llkmkt Acchtt,
88-tf. l*reruirnt.
FINE LIQUOR SfORB
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EMPORIUM, PA.
THE undersigned has owned a firs*
class Liquor store, ami invitee tiie
trade or Hotels, Roetanrants, A-v.
Wo shall carry nose but the beet Amer
ican and Imported
WHISKIES,
BRANDIES.
GINS AND
WINES,
BOTTLED ALE, CHAMPAGNE, Etc.
Choice r, r.« of
Bottled Goods.
TTf addition to my line of llqcori I wmy
coßftia&tly ta nook a tall Use of
CIGARS AND TOBACCO.
CVPool ant BflMard Bwwi In km bonding. "*•>
C*UL AND BKB Ml
A. A. MCDONALD,
PBOPBIETOB, UIFOBIUM, PA.
& F. X. BLUMLE, 112
« IMPOBICK, PI. 5K
7, Bottler •! eud Dukr Sa ft
4 WINES, «
& WHISKIES, IS
■Q, And Liquors of All Kinds. -^6
The beet of goods always j~s
carried iu stock and every- yU.
rj* thing warranted as represent- jjf
p., Especial Attention Pal' l t0 *
qp flail Orders.
EMPORIUM, PA. $
spcc®zc%DtcW
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J Where you can (TtV anything: you want in C
C the line of /
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P FLOUR, SALT MEATS, y>
C SMOKED MEATS, \
J CANNED GOODS, ETC., >
J Teas, Coffets, Fruits, Onfoetlenery, )
S Tobaffo u4 tlgara. C
V Good* Ucllyered Free any /
112 I>la«e In Town, S
J Clll 1I» SEE HE IXO GFT PRICES. \
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CHPORIUH
Bottling Works,
IOHN McDONALD, Proprietor.
Biaar P. A B. Depot, Emporium, Pa.
1
Bottler and Shipper of
Rochester
Lager Beer,
BEST EtllDS OF EYPORT.
The Manufacturer of Bof,
Drinks and Dealer In Choice
Wises and Pure Liquors.
Wo keep none bat the very best
Boer and are prepared to fill Orders on
ihort notice. Private families served
Sail/ If doaired.
JOHN MoDONALD.
Cjrrrotv ..'.r Merfcs obtained and all
'fcftt tnieiaeu oonducted for MODEMTI Fcca. ij
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