The Weed that all are Praising. © golden rod! sweet golden rod! Bride of the autumn sun; Has he kissad this mellow morn, Aud tinged them one by one? Did the cricket sing at thy christening, When, in his warm embrace, He gave thee love from his fount above, And beauty, and cheer, and grace? He brightens the asters, but soon they fade; He reddens the sumach tree; And the clematis loses its snowy bloom, But he's true as truth to thee, *Beattered on mountain top, or plain, Unseen by human eye, Xe turns thy fringe to burnished gold By love's sweet alchemy. when the chill November And then, CUInes, And the flowers their work have done, Theu art still unchanged, dear golden rod, Bride of the autumn sun! gg ae —————— ——— WOMAN'S WEAPONS. How do you like my aunt’s new guest, Bruce?”’ not bad to look at I believe. Has a reputation as a flirt, if I don’t mistake. very good to hear. “You're never ‘taken’ by any sort of being in love, for he'snot. I tell you, a man of any fellow. I'd like you hard hit, old fellow. lo, the object of my affection will not be a society belle, a flirt, or the fashion, as Miss Aubrey told me our new arri- val is.” style of girl that is sure to play havoc «vith some poor fellow’s heart.” Bruce Carleton made a wry face. **And no doubt she is at this moment loning her war-paint, with the laudable intention of making a tablet of yours or of valor in this instance? join in a trip of a few weeks?’ “I would tell my aunt why you went, and give Miss Vernon a new triumph,” was the lazy answer, given smile, **All right. Here I fate as bravely as I can, stay, and face beauty comes down. By the way, can it be long before dinuer? I'm fairly which I lost luncheon.” ‘Half an hour or 80,” Cecil answered. ““Have a cigar? They’re capital. Why, what was that?” “The door of the library swung to. Are you growing nervous?’’ **No, but I’m growing uncomforta- ble. Some person was in there, and may have heard all we said. It was unmanly of us to criticise an absent lady, and one who is young and lovely.” “Oh, she'll get old and ugly soon enough, if that makes the matter any better,”’ answered Bruce carelessly, But as he left his seat and went in through the window, there was an un- usual color on his face, for he had well as the closing of the door, and was sure some ears had caught his unkind and uncourtly remarks, despite his seeming indifference, And he was right. A girl hod step- “ped lightly over the threshold of the library in the very beginning of the con- versation. She went hurriedly across the room, placed a book among its fellows, and was reading the titles of the others near it, when the first remark I have chron- icied reached her. “Ah, they do think of us when we're not byl’’ she whispered, dimpling smiles on her face. “I have always thought men could gossip, and here I am listen- ing to two of them gossiping about one of us, No, I'm not listening; I'm look- ing for a book.” But she did not make a selection from the volumes until after Bruce had ex- pressed himself as being prepared to be non’s attire when she appeared at din- ner. Then, with a saucy light in her :rossed the room, and allowing the door up the stairs, not pausing until she stood before a door, at which ghe tapped lightly, “May I come in Bella?’’ she called, and a slender girl stood in the doorway, clothed like a young queen, in a rich her on the floor. “Oh, shut the door, and let me tell eagerly. that lovely dress, and put on something plain and prim! He said you were put- ding on your war-paint, and would try to dazzle like a Cleopatra, But I must tell you! “Yes, I think you must, unless you wish to confuse me hopelessly,” said Miss Vernon, with a smile in her dark €yes, 48 she d the door. **Now who said all this about me?” In five minutes Kate Aubrey had told «all about the conversation which she had heard; and her listener's delicately cut face had colored with haughty anger for a moment; then mingling with the anger a touch of amusement shone in her dark eyes. “Help me, Kate,” she said lau pingly, “J am my own maid to-day, We will i int that critical and charitable fipont eman who expects such splendor. wonder whether or not I will ever for- give him for his remarks? He 1s most unkind!” Within half an hour the two girls - stood before Miss Bella’s mirror, laugh. ing at the slight maiden it reflected, clad in simple white cashmere, with no ornament about her, “You look like a lily!” eried Kate; ing a71 IF Jou bad Tew dowers you . you a few flowers yon would do; but you are looking your very : best, Bella dear; plain attire becomes he vases are (1 of fresh ones,” Miss ro Vernon said, smiling at herself in the mirror, then turning from it. Kate went to her room for a forgot- ten trifle, and Isabel Vernon went down to the drawing-room alone, Nobody had come down, save Bruce Carleton, who turned from a window as she entered, She did not seem to see him, but went straight to the mantle, on which masses of bloom were gathered in vases, and began selecting a few flowers, He followed her immediately. “The vases are high Yor you,” he said. **May I lift one down, or get you the flowers you want?"’ She looked at him calmly, arranging the blossoms in her fingers without heed. Her dark eyes met his own so clearly, so indifferently, that somehow he was piqued, “Thank you; I bave all I want,’ she said quietly. **You are very kind, Mr, Carelton; but let me assure you that a woman never prizes an act of gallantry 3" A hot color burned in his face, Had she heard herself reviled by him? But before he had found words to answer, she had fastened the blossoms at her throat and gone forward to meet Kate, who was entering. He watched her, and as he.watched, a What an idiot he had been he had of her scarcely an Now she would never be red lips, power in her white brow, this girl, in more convinced that more and she very confidential terms with Cetil, whis- the night: “Mr. Carleton may call Bella a flirt, fate he is falling in love with her.” “I hope so,”’ Cecil laughed, easily. “He was too sure he was invulerable.”’ ® ® * * & * On the morrow the pleasant party ferent way. Autumn was reddening the world; under the moonbeams, it looked like a world of shadows to Belle Ver- non as she stocd at her window, looking abroad, : A long which she had read was in her hands; a smile of exquisite sweetness was on her lips; her dark eyes were dim, but very soft and tender, through the tears that made the outside world suddenly a con- fused darkness to her, Then, after a low little knock, Kate Aubrey put her head in at the door. “May I come in?" “Come, Kate; I h 1 " letter, something to ave ame and stood beside her hink I know what it is,'’ she said 1 “Do you care for him, Bella? I told Cecil I didn’t think you did.” “And what did Mr. Harrison say?” hat wasn't a finer fellow in he world, and he didn’t see how could help loving Bruce Car mn, but I knew you had not forgiven him for calling you a flirt, and saying he wasn’t taken with such girls. I'm sure he would give his right hand to have that speech unsaid now, and I do pity the poor fellow, Cecil says he hasn't even a hope, ™? “He wrote me, owning his uncharita- ble remarks, and pleading for forgive- ness,’ said Isabel softly. *‘He does not seem fo greatly hope, for after telling me of his love, he bids me pardon that too, and says that after to-morrow we may never meet,’ “Poor fellow! Yon will say a few kind words to him, will you not, Bella? It is not so sad to love one who doesn’t return it! If Cecil didn't care for me, how miserable I should be!” “But you wear Cecil's ring, You are very happy instead.’ “Yes, I am very happy. Carleton—1I pity him sol” Miss Vernon smiled. were 4 Vi i You dear, But poor him that he is forgiven, and that his love is dear to me? Little Katie Iam as **You do not mean——-" “1 mean that, in trying to punish Yes, Kate, Is it foolish? Ido not think so, for I know he will never say a rude thing of my sex again. Now I must go down and give my answer to his letter, Con- gratulate me, for I am very happy. Fate conquers us all, little friend!” The Fumor of American Towns One would naturally suppose that any people would be serious when they not bestow names that would make re- spectable communities ridiculous, Such, however is not the case. A glance at the Postal Guide reveals the oddest col- lection of names ever printed in one book. Georgia has Ball Ground, Hard Cash, Ty Ty, Jug Tavern, Enigma, Alligator, Pumpkin, Pay Up, Snapfin- ger, and Hat. California has You Bet, and Port Wine, In Tennessee we find Sweet Lips, Defeated, Regret, Peanut, Quiz and Tut. West Virginia has Gin, ud, Sammy, and Left Hand. In Florida, Sopeche looms into promi- nence, and Bumble Bee, Big Bug, and Total Wreck are conspicuous in Arizo- na. A sentimental place in North Carolina Is called Matrimony. Texas y claims t Hash, Jamboree and Cut Shin, ’ ’ Leslie Lord's Conspiracy. Mr. John Clifford looked over the walnut and plate glass railing around his “office” in the corner of the counting room of the tue and Cry just as a sweet, ringing laugh from the compos- ing room opposite came to his ears, ‘It’s Leslie Lord--that is,” Peter Furman, the foreman, said, as he saw the look of inquiry on Mr. Clifford’s face. ‘As pretty a girl as ever stepped in shoes, but spoiled and humored un- til she thinks she can do as she likes,”’ Mr. Clifford looked through the open door—he was the new bookkeeper, just entering upon his duties that morning. ‘So that is Miss Lord-the young lady with the round, white arms and shining teeth, and the hair piled jn a gold-colored mass on the top of her head? Well, Furman, she is rather good looking-—certainly not as hand- some as one would be led to think from your deseription,”’ Several hours later, when Mr. Clifford was thinking it was nearly time for sounded on the floor, coming toward Leslie Lord standing at the dome-shap- ed opening in front of him, “Mr. Clifford,’ she said, with a grace- ful little arch of her pretty eyebrows the new bookkeeper?’ “I am at your service,’’ he respond- ed, dimpled cheeks and teeth, Saturday night's pay, if you please,’ The *‘if you please’’ was very at variance with the imperiousness her demand. “You would Oi like an advance?” Leslie gave a provoked little toss of her head and tapped her gloved finger “That is what I said, I believe,’ “Am I to understand it is the custom employees upon all occasions?” the employees do; I know 1 always re- Mr. closed his book quietly, “I think the rules of the office forbid Clifford day busily directing the Leslie stood perfectly, astonished at had received. The idea! This man putting on such airs to her—the acknowledged belle and beauty of the girls who sat type in the Hus and Ory composing room, Frank lighted the ford began counting the money in the cash box, while Leslie, ina passion, stood watching him, “You don't intend it?" she said presently nant voice that was ing for all that, “Certainly not —yon nor any one.” And Leslie sent him one look perfect. ly savage with anger. An hour later, in the midst ing rainstorm, Mr. Clifford stepped out of the street-car in a pretty lonely sub- urb of the city to which he was an en. stranger. and after looking about him several minutes, sans umbrella or overshoes, he began dimly to that he did not know which o 1 new iif iii~ gas and Mr. Cl me have ow, indig- bly charm- to let ina } i irresist of a driv- he hal dozen houses in sight was the one w his new landlady, Mrs, Rawson, li “A charming position to find one's self in.’ be thought as the rain soaked through and he discovered that the mud was disagreeably tain to wade through, especially darkness, I'll make a bee-line for the light.’ he decided, and forthwit} out for a little cottage not so appalling- ly far off, where he arrived in due time, and shivering with the cold damg of his clothes, he was cheered prompt opening of the door by a faced elderly lady, in fashion, “Mrs. Rawson's! Why, yi think of going away up thete in such a storm as this? Come in and let me see if 1 can’t make you comfortable for awhile. I've got a boy just about your age somewhere in the west, and if he should be out in the storm n Her mother love was sweet and st rong on her gentle, womanly face, and he 1 his clothes ITEE by fils pl who answered £4 " : the cheeriest, most him unconventional won't Hi “I am so muddy and dripping. Iam Cry office, ma'am, and a stranger in the city.” His hostess insisted on his going in, and in less than no time he was feeling decidedly comfortable beside the open fire in borrowed slippers and rapidly drying clothes, “The new bookkeeper of the Hue and Cry office, I think you said? My niece works there, and she's been talking about the ‘new man’ for a week or so, see you, Mr. Clifford.” the supper ready in the little kitchen, and at the latest stage of proceedin she broiled the ham. “You won't mind sitting in the fire- light a minute or two, I know, We're poor folks, and have to economize in oil,” And a second after the lamp had gone, and the savory odor of the boiling bam floated into his hungry sense, a side door opened and somebody came in, bringing a cool, rainy feeling with her—for it was a girl in water-proof and rubbers, “I came so near staying at Jenny Ball’s for supper, auntie—I would have stayed, only 1 was afraid you would be worried about me. We did have so much to talk about,” and a saucy little laugh rippled through the dusk as she plumped herself down on the floor to take off her rubbers. “The new book- keeper auntie—just the hand- somest fellow, with—oh-—heavenly eyes, and a lovely mustache, but he is too mean and hateful for anything—to auntie, you would not believe it; or u? Well, we girls'll punish him! Ve've nade a conspiracy between us, and I'm to make him in love with me-—1 can, I know-—and then Fam to the head of the cellar stairs Leslie Lord picked up the lamp and carried it back into the little dining-room, while Mr, Clifford arose from his easy chair as the lamp hght and Leslie's amazed looks fell upon him simultaneously. He laughed as he extended his hand, while Leslie, bewildered beyond mea- sure, stood stock still in the middle of the room, lamp in hand, her cheeks flushing painfully. ‘Pray forgive me. I certainly did not mean to be so hateful, I assure you Miss Lord. Won't you allow me to relieve you of the lamp? and then— please begin at once the part of the pro- gram you are to fill in the conspiracy against me. I can promise you it will be most agreeable to me,” “I—didn’t—know you were here,” Leslie stammered hysterically, and then she did the best possible thing under the circumstances—Ilaughed heartily, *“I gare say I shall never hear the last | of it,” she said. Well, Mr. Clifford, I can stand it if you can.” “If you will let me, I will stay the | returned, gravely, Well, Le stayed, and Leslie was most | bewitching, and after he had gone { home she went to bed and cried herself to sleep for very shame at her stupid, | idiotie blunder. { she sobbed to herself, ‘‘and he is just | splendid.” But instead of despising her Mr. Clif- { ford asked her to marry him six months | afterward. to be contrary,” she laughed, *‘I said | I'd reject you haughtily, and instead { I'll accept you LE She hesitated with his handsome face, “Because I will not take ‘No’ for answer?" suggested, drawing face to his breast, | “Because I do love you,” was ply, low and sweet, And that was the delightful en Leslie's little conspiracy. a little an 3 He her re- 1 of SOME STRANGE HANDS, here is a Great Deal of Character in Them if we Only Knew it. Hands trades, i thought, | ia crowd | an election speech. penter’s, with those of the fra habits, occupations, them rises at the the show thrust up from a candidate after There is the car- broad thumb. and nity of flour, ingrain- ed, mealy and white; the musician's, with the powerful wrist and the fingers delicate, sensitive, and agile degree; the hand of the seamstress, with an honorable little bit of grater on the forefinger that reveal A crop of it ike i wonor of the #4 wera to the last Say nulmeg to explain mysteries to lower mortals, and exactitude of touch image his mental precision, while the nervous stretch of his fingers cor- responds with his tension of mind, The sleight-ot-hand professor is a man of long fingers. A conjurer with a slow and chubby hand would betray the aw- fal secrets of the plum pudding that is taken from the depths of your best hat. But besides character and trade, the hands tells the age, Soft and round, the baby’s pair of puff balls, fat wrists deeply ringed, appear as if they do anything in this girl's hand will become will bat- w hose of DEeYEer « Yett a treasure, § all he 4 $9 $1: * Is NG THe Ix v's hand ith life and with his fe It is appalling | ! i 3 2 + I ipiess ttle pull mastery f what are th . the first dimples they the inky hands of school; then ward hands that don't know do with themselves, CATS boy's hand ceases to grumble Vea, wears them in extravagant freshness, in comparison as his collard grow upward, and his shoes tighten within an inch of his life. The result of these phenomena is that a ring be- gins to shine with charming strange- another hand, that seemed a hild’s but yesterday, The young wife ells by her hands that it long » the wedding, because she cannot that new ring alone, but twists it around for the novelty and admires it i with an unconscious knack of caressing it in idle moments, Her dimples dis appear as the children gather to make a home circle; it is the hand of the wo. man now its very framework trace. able, Dimples, bones and wrinkles mark he three stages of life's progress. With the wrinkled stage the steadiness of youth often remains in resolute charac. ters. When the Duke of Wellington was a very old man, he could still fill a | glass of water to the last possible drop | and hold it up steadily brimful. those he become the awk- what the to pass, at gloves he on is Lot £5 isort of immortality of youth; the warmth of affection has given more { than a royal prerogative; the hand is beautiful always to the eves that know it familiarly. The later years only faithfulness and “old” hand but past of tenderness, { bounty. It is not the older, but only more dear. as hearts have a peculiar place in our knowledge and love of one another, Professor U. A. Bell's Investigations Into the influence of musical notes and noises upon jets of water or of gas have as yet a theoretical, rather than a prac- tical, importance; but, as in many other cases, these apparently useless discover- ies may prove to be the beginning of ex. tremely important and valuable inven tions. He finds that a burning gas jet is sensitive to werds spoken near it, and can be made to repeat them as plainly as ate Similarly, a jet of wa. ter is thrown into peculiar undulations by various sounds, which can be photo- graphed, and thus preserved for refer. ence. The researches are not yet com- pisted; but they have been seized upon by various ne reporters, who have made them of some lad sensational articles, In which it is stated that the words of any be received on a stream of for an definite HINTS ON TRAVELING, Secrets of Comfortable Traveling to Be Found in Light Luggage and Simple Habits, It only takes one railroad trip to teach 4 woman that she can’t travel with bundles and efijoy herself. Freight and postal rates are so cheap and amiability stand why the gentle race will econo- mize on baggage at sueh enormous ex- penditure of temper. to make a pack-horse of one's self for the sake of a pot of fuschia or a eage full of canary-feathers and bird seed. The pets are only permissable when there is a maid or messenger boy to look after them, and if the officers of the Humane Society were as ubiquitous as they should be, the hundred odd women who carry birds, owls, squirrels, dogs and kittens from one State to another animals, for, is a single hand-bag and possibly a | shawl-strap. The bag will only pro- for night-robes, handkerchiefs, and such toilet articles as are deemed indispensa- ble, One vial should provide for a cor- dial or stimulant of some sort, for at no time is the system more likely to be dis- turbed than on the road, A bottle, filled with rose-water and glycer- ine, will be found invaluable by women who have a eare for their complexi { and what woman has not? Veils may ing in thickness will | dust and soot. The water usually { vided by railroad companies is ei too hard or too meager for general use and a wash rose-water and gly ine, in the proportion of 3 to 1, w found soothing asd refreshing. Don’t hope to be neat or lock without a duster of some sort never be tempted to break in a gown. There are plenty of nice goods, sucl { teen, which make 3 not keep off the ther of admirable traye dresses, though hardly as serviceable or | satisfactory as a hght cloth would be, Summer silks are a drug in the market and incomparable for this Beside being cheap they are cool, light, and always pretty. In this country it is hardly possib} get a toothsome railroad lunch. station meals are execrable dining-car bills of fare do no be tempting. Usually there are hn i lunches which cost little and ho imple have the charm of being palat able. The menu includes very tea, ales and light wines: cold meats such sus game, tongue, beef, ham and poultry, occasionally a salad: fruits season; cheese ad lib, and an exce quality of bread and butter. It mistake to count on heavy meals cause there being no exercise the b is not a condition to digest readily any gr quantity of food. : The book was intentionally omitted from the satchel, £4 unchallenged but no traveler who has ¢ proper regard for his sight will al by trying to read on a flying car. acquainted with one’s sel and there is no portune time than ona journey If you desire to ir good sense, ms; don’t try scenery from one fry . 3 great Bo wl to wet occasionally more i #4 Lit no circumsiant ances, The quiet the wopolitan you want to go, enough t« questions COS ) comprehend 1 are needless, ¢ 3 ANCES, Gi maxing acquaint because the peo- ple who are anxious to may not care to know, would be proud to meet bred to be presumptuous, It willbe a saving of physical strengt not to travel by consideration, Never on a journey with an umbrella and rubbers, Plenty of time and a hearty meal at the start have much to do with the comforts of a trip, a sea voyage expect to be sick meet you and those you too wel AY " 1 % & nniess time J tiyerht HAIL, venture y {In very, very sick, but don't make a pen- ance of it, for it is the best medicine in the whole catalogue of therapuetics, It is useless to hope to cure the disease, It must be made the most of. When overcome, lie on the back, Eat in spite of nausea, If vomiting follows try some other article of food, and keep on | | | ——— The Old Brocade. The Forresters had arranged for a ball mviting their neighbors and friends to welcome the son and heir from bis travels, Of course Mrs, Lowell and her daughter, Hortense received thelr cards, for the elder lady was a power in the vienity and daughter the beauty of Lyndale, But what was their surprise when lit- with a certain expression in her purple eyes which made them known that for once their Cinderella would leave the the drudgery to which she had been bound by them say what they might, “I am going the girl said quietly, *I his mother’s ball; I know you want me too, but I'll not,’ “You have a dress perhaps?’ sneered Hortense, “I have not,” said Vala, hotly: “it is you that have the dresses. and the jew- with my dead father’s money, I have i i i “Then your fairy godmother shal furnish yon with finery,” said Mrs. : ) 10well in the hard, cold voice that used ' “1 cannot afford two ball costumes, and of course Hortense must have a new one. Perhaps it would be to send regrets to Mrs, Forrester, *’ Vala’s flushed hotly: whole pretty, impulsive face : Dpanish blood which f burned in her delicate 3ans and ber dark eyes, ) 1 rs. Forresters's eplied with decision, left ti y and sought } over the few articles ing i doset and then turned to look at her dead mother’s faded dresses, At last, wifh trem! ling fingers, Vala drew forth a mass of shimme ring stuff, her mother had worn the in a far away time s 4 She ME TOOm Ww 1 if as a br Aress body can digest. Hot tea is good; so are beef ten well seasoned with red- crushed and seamed luster had left it, figures of blue could be i a ground of and some of the still the quaint traced on the id as the-girl shook rich and lus- nt Os trous in } delightful; I am fo dance with him again presently,’’ said Hortense her mother after Gerald Forrester had led her back and left the two alone, Mrs, Lowell: 1t wonderful that the young man should admire her daughter, for Hortense was like a flower in her silver-bath dress with clusters of and tl one in her golden hair and Gerald was a tall. hand- some, telf-possessed young man cultured nhent his paternal wealth, i 80 the scheming gigantic { in her busy brain, la didn’t make a fuss t at home,”’ went on the beauty, smiling} I knew she wouldn't make a sensation and she is probably crying her eves out at tl But as Hortense took entered Mrs, 1} Yay $8 4 Gaugnis 0 Was not iiiles here ere and being an itiy, a castle erect itself | “Iam glad Va about Ix ing 1 18 moment, her place on the the room. as Jallow, Fa the 1 ft siender } girl in t be her + thought setting I regret this COMEers to Vala; it her to see he long room by ound places in a 107? Simply pre- and smile bewitch another followed; evening lingerea owell received a daughter and opened However, after a time she went "ala and tapped her playfully on the shoulder. “You aredancing too much my dear,"’ she said sweetly; **I must insist on your resting.”” Vala’s lips curled, “You grow careful of me,” she said coldly, “I am not tired and have promised to dance everything before supper.’ “Very well,” not tire yourself, The dance en and still the lion o near Vala, Mrs, whisper from her her eyes widely, up to 3 1 i 3 : still very sweetly; “do my love; and we go crumbs, Lemons, fruits, and stimu- good at all, billious attack. For ocean travel woolens are neces- Even ina lake trip one wants an overcoat for mid-summer, and ten | is worth the ship's cargo. Seals As Peis, A irlend sends a message this month | about some Indian boys of the Makah | tribe, who live at Neah Bay, To find that pince, by the way, you must go just behind Cape Flattery, wherever that queer-named may be. The deacon says most likely it's a i ous cape, judging from its title, ell, it seems that the Makah boys have pats and a form of amusement denied to most youngsters, In midsummer great quantities of fur seals approach the shores in that region, and are chased in canoes and killed by the men of the tribe for the sake of both the hides and the flesh, With them come many lite tle “pup” seals, some of which are always captured and taken home, Ty- ing strings around the necks of these “pups,” the Indian, boys make them swim in the surf just outside the break- “Yes,” said Vala, “I do not go until the ball is over.” Mrs. Lowell if she could conceal her anger could not control her curiosity. “Where did you get such an expen- “I made it out of mamma’s wedding me one, vou know.” “Hush!” ecau- tioned Ler mother, “Mr. Forrester will hear you, “That won't matter for 1 told him all about it.”’ smiled Vala and then she was claimed by Gerald, and Mra, Lo- well was fairly green with chagein, The following morning Mrs, Lowell tense put in a few cutting sarcasms, but this family scene was cut short by Ge- rald’s calling and taking Vala for a ride behind his thoroughbred. Mrs, Lowell watched the young peo- ple from the window and spoke over her shoulder to her daughter, “He's falling in love with ber,” she said angrily; ‘‘and I can do nothing to prevent it."’ And the end which she foresaw came to pass, for in the spring Gerald For- rester and Vala were married, and the bride wore the identical blue and amber brocade which she had worn at her first ball because Gerald wished it.
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