Of Cupld going A-Maying. Once on a time Dan Cupid, playing, Would lke ny Lesbia go a-Maying, And, finding sweet the flowers, He pulled and plucked the snowy May, Uutil to bear iv all away Was quite beyond his powers, At this guch angry tears he shed, Vowing "twas better to be dead Whilst Maging was in fashion, “ "Tis such a borrid sport,’ he cried, Flinging the flowers far and wide In such a pretty passion, But Lesbia chanced to pass there by, And also would some posies tie 1f kindly he would ald her. So, gathering more than all before, Most bravely he the burden bore The while that he obeyed Ler. Juoth smiling she, "An hour ago Your mighty strength you did not know And would not go a-Maying!"’ ‘So plain it is that Love,"’ quoth he, ‘Gains strength when Beauty niga him he, "Tis hardly worth the saying!” RSE SCR MIDSUMMER FIRES. To-morrow would be midsummer’s lay. The sun was nigh its setting. Out lia: blood red and ruddy purple gleamed and golden came the rippling wavelets vellow sands of the Manx coast, The red gleam of the sunset was upon and the sparse heather landward glowed ruddy, as some girls sauntered loitering along the path. There were three of them, sisters. ine was a child, Nessie; manhood, We have no picturesque national them forth—they were dressed as hun- dreds of girls in London might as foreigners in Man, Nessie was full of life; she ahead, or she lingered behind; she sprang to right or left over the broken ground of the headland; what her sisters waited for had evidently no strong hold n her thoughts, At last she struck in with this: ‘Ye'll ‘be utterly foolish, yon idling here any longer for those lads.” Her accent bore the North Country lilt and the soft, sweet tones of the Manx people. “Do you thik they'll be leav- ng their fishing for the “‘Hist!”’ commanded Meta. The girls were all at play i it it was play with to Meta. “Eh? Nessie threw gay, bowing fashion to the tains. ‘‘Baut I’m thinking they'd only 8 if they were here.” ‘Still, we promised-—"’ ut in, t Ya is 1 n it 4 SenNsg, I'm full of respect!” and wild out her arms and made a reverence in a circling hills and the green moun the bovs are not : be hinde salad, ours, I say. Do come we'll be awfully ate, and there's a lot to do.” Then they walked on a Nessie was out of sight, but yet were closely following on her steps, Bo there are to these Manx headlands that 12 may be easily out of sight. A shout burst forth into the still Summer air, and the next moment Nes- sie, with waving arms and with yellow hair flying as the light wind caught her, was seen on the topmost bit of green. afed, There was a boat skimming across the bay—Peel Bay. One unbon. neted head was in the sterm of the rotund, deep boat; it belonged to a fish- three scarlet-capped youths. One Castletown. but How. And now it had been for the delecta- ion of these same young Englishmen were being made so much of. “Do they mean to land or asked Kate, not?” word, *‘Do they not know it is for them we are making this delay?” In & very short time the boat was out of sight, which means that she was well under the headland, and landing her sroav in White Strand Cove. Some few moments more and three young men in boating flannels, and each with a rough pea jacket atop, appeared from clamber. ing up the face of the headland. Then the party went on more swiftly. First on to and across the white sun- "tit roadway, then down an opposite lane, ough and stony and untended. This ane finally lost itself on a furzy com- was patched irregularly by a savagery of gorse, and furze, and strong, waving bracken, Meta, walking apart, pulled the bracken; Kate and Nessie, with energy of a more talkative and less soli- tary humor, bade the young men bring out their knives and slash away mossy branches of gorse and furze. “Where is all this to go now?’’ asked Doyle Philipson, the elder of the two English brothers, “Is thus common the haunt of —of —the enemy?’ A twinkle lighted up a would-be grave face. “Oh, don’t!” Meta's exglamation was instinctive, “There!” eried the Manxman of the party. ‘‘Take Meta's horror for your key-note, Philipson, or you'll be setting us all in danger of the evil influences of the hour.” “Eh, Williel”’ and Nessie flung her vigorous small self against her cousin herself armed with a huge bundle of prickly furze, *ye’ll be the worse of the three. Youn ought to know better.” ‘Blessed are the immunities of igno- rancel”’ the youth exclaimed, Pea py 10" “Meta will tell then.” The girl was in her silent humor haps a dangerous humor for & nature ust a degree prone to rise over things, . ’ These were men from the outer world, ¥ the brave outer world of which she dreamed; the faithless outer world which she knew ridiculed any ancient fantasy of custom, Should she be silent, or should she be brave and show that she was not too weak to acknowledge her weakness? One second she had for hesitation, but no more, “Will you’'—came the question point- edly put to her—*lay your commands upon me, Miss Qualtrough, and tell me while I obey?’ How light and yet how true did he look as his clear-browed eyes met hers, Meta flushed with pleasure, Was there really a sensible man going to listen to her old wives’ fables, and listen with respect? The delight of this flashed through her and made the delicate Manx face of the girl radiant. Manx feminine beauty has not had much en- logy, very likely; but, where will you find more delicate features, brighter in- telligence, and purer expression than in the faces of the girls of Man? Meta Qualtrough was a picture, with all the loveliness of those island women. “You mean it?’ was her cry, and her face was full of enthusiasm. Her blue eves took a fire of clear delicate pink of her complexion | heightened its color with one quick | flush, gone as soon as it was seen, { *““‘Assuredly I mean it. Ignorance { has no charms for me as it has for your { cousin there, Dut I not promise { faith, mind you.” A shadow fell { A very quick-eved young man was { this, | kindly, sympathetic soul the measure of { her trouble, himself to gladden her again. He was { thinking what a lovely study her radi- ance would make some {| Middle Age religion, “Every one h vou know; and though I am 1 { fact personified, you may-—just may” ‘find me vulnerable some- do tel « girl sair { he smiled, where,’ The rest were ahead, every one of for the burning. These two gathered { up their burdens and followed, talking i all the way. From the gorsey common the track | crossed a meadow, stopping at its fur- {ther sidg by a DULrook, where grew clumps of golden marsh marigolds, | These were wanted as much as Iry | stuff, but not for burning. : *I thought not.” said Edgar, the younger of the Philipsons. “They're far too pt retty. You have some in a bowl at your house, They come far be- fore th i he Lond in my « n.'' This voung man was not, like his brother, an artist, trader. To put his status quite p he was a § k in a fice, Lhe « n wut hotties Hl SESLHORICS, but a K tea merchant's 0 And here he was treading on to the debatable g “Yery well Qualtrough, cler - round of lily wor ship! out here rather testily: b sad vouno mid young : # 4 it not tix You don “1 was n 1 the other marked the “Miss Qual- i trough’’—he turned to Kate—“do not let him talk you out of wearing them.’ Kate had worn before. } ““Neo, 1 not." less she Wi some only +3 11 $ . tat le SA DOL Ceriainsy , laughing re only roses that night, “What do you with these? What | their virtue?" Doyle asked of Meta, **You shall see if you can be patient. Their virtue?-I cannot say." “Empty seer!” cried the young man. “Yes—we've reasoned but here I don’t know where to 1 We always do it do it. : “What?” “We lay them about {and the window sills, them by the outhouses, It is for ‘good luck.” We all want good luck!’ ” ‘So we do, but—I'd like a reason to sue cned, out the fires, Wr =i. the on the door sills and we strew marsh te mysteries of these i more than in other flowers, { or shall I keep it back from you?" “No-—no, Give it to me, | “How excited you are! I’ve found the { chink in your armor. | you are superstitious, Tr and { some of his own words-—*‘by not giving { you the flower.*’ “Or—the good luck! “No. & J | disciple of matter of fact? His sun-tan- | ned face flushed, and something carried him out of his former wise self, golden starry blossom left, and plucking it, he brought it like a trophy to Meta, “This is for you," he cried, is ‘good luck,’ infinite good luck for you, and-—if for you, then for me. You have given me your faith--" him. Could he possibly have been go- ing to say that he had faith in those old i wive’s fables of Meta's? { ‘Oh, be quick! they are all waiting | for us,’”’ and Meta ran before him. She could by no means face any talking in such a passionate strain as this matter- of-fact youth was developing. She felt hot, and she ran up to the others laugh- ing and talking gayly. Certainly ber humor had wondrously changed. 8 ® » ® ® » The midsummer eve closed in, and the gray of the night came on. Stran- gers from the foreign land of England wondered as they drove home from their day’s excursioning at the faney of the peasants for setting light to the gorse everywhere. All the young Qualtroughs were out in the grounds with Willis and his friends, Mr, Qualtrough, gray-headed and wise, went out too. Perhaps he laughed over it all, but there had never been a Midsummer Eve he could recol- lect without the burning of the witch fires, No, indeed; and if his children had shown themselves very advanced in the common sense of Lage ne- glectful of the old customs, he, good man, would have bean jast one degree uncomfortabl house and through the unkempt, luxu- rious flower garden; then through the kitchen garden, where monstrous cab- bages sheeted the beds with thelr crump- led outer leaves; where the strawberries blinked rosy from amid a tangle of long suckers; where alleys were made by trained apple trees, whose green young fruit promised joys to lads and maids in the days to come. “Ah!” suddenly young Philipson ex- claimed, “The Corrin’s fire at Ballaseggan!”’ and Mr. Qualtrongh turned round. There had come a golden, springing, flashing light on his glasshouses. “Horrid!” Nessie exclaimed angrily, I specially gave early, because Mona Corrin they'd have the finest show. declared I'll 3 “Do, dear, do,’ Willie, her cousin sald, “1 will,” "And she ran on, In moment she was seen flying up to the wooden ladder which led up to what they called their ‘‘lookout,” a square miniature tower which gave a grand view over miles and miles of farmlands, i of distant mountains, of western sea, “Grand!” she cried We're alight now! the start, Man. “Grand! not heed Mona having i be far the finest.’ we'll on a near-by hill, it spread until verily the whole of the hillside was a tricksy flashing dance of fire, | dered. “Eh? No. This ness, Jim and I did this in the morn- ing. “So! That is how Jim does his weed- her father began. “Yes, That'll be his manner of weed- | ing on Midsummer Eve! He couldn’tdo { less than obey his mistress!” **No, Mr. Phillipson,” “The bits of fuel we are on the other side, run across only two minutes ago; be lighting it up now." She was right. A hiillocky lift of the land was spangled all at once with patches of flame, ruddy flame, golden flame, flame that sputted and fizzed as it juices of tl she on, went got this evening L.ook! he'll t ¢ . 5 mae 2a3 mastered the © green bracken, “We have an extra grand show to- night, Mr. Qualtrough began, i Or “Who old t I ex ving in nodded girs, hall out? customs rast i pect it ’ f { 5 are much the fairies oung KAN Bu 3 1 3 } PET | ill Your nono d is as 1 that o and witches,” he to the men, They, $ Lik ment fil 1 seated SIRS LINE § 8 Of tower, were gazing here and A dt another was made a » 1:4 Bead ons, like st beers Horht hen ight “We'll not: " Doyle answered. under Iv Wil danger of c« Te . i LY Warm Summ But § i merry i iS i uld att? sa mone sie h SMong such would ii ¥ 3 bot i pehiind wb % hy rorlopr? agrier? by Jim ang and fast. No one paid any but we must, f the talking affects our story, “There were nine lots, Jim." th, misses, I'll know that: and have 1 set #he light teu,” refining word real Manx fashion. *Then where are they? eight." she counted. “It's beyond me, missee; but nine’ll be the number I kindled, Sure, by | token I'd only ten matches in my box here, and one I left for the pipe. Pah?" he blew on to the pipe bowl, “It's nigh out she'll be, missee, with me talking an’ talking.’} He here took a good whiff to ward off i the fulfillment of his words, “The boys must have matches, | by no means go without nine!" Nessie was always a bit self-willed. “Eh, missee?-—let ba, | | interfere"? “Interfere!” HSuare-! “What stuff!» talking hare heed to | ¢ of Nessie was of S11 et nine ng his i LX I'll Nessie's play had no { least, ‘I’m as strong as the fairies, That I willl” She ran back to the young men, Whereat Jim faced the inevitable and | bestowed all his active care upon his pipe. He shrugged his bent shoulders; perhaps it was at the foolhardiness of young maids, All at once a new blaze of light { sprang into the gray night. It came | with a sudden flash just behind where | Nessie and the boys stood and talked, One golden flash there was; dry gorse had caught a smouldering spark, left at the very tail, as one might say, of Jim's ninth match. Then the flash died down; then —anothé blaze, and a brighter, more golden blaze. A quick, short ery on the top of it: “*Ah!” Meta’s foot treading on the unseen dry gorse had pushed it toward the dy- ing match-—had kindled the flame, and ~her dress, a soft muslin thing, had been caught by it, There was a rush, All were first and all were last, it seemed. Meta was down upon the ground before the rush and cry were done. Every flame was out, every smoldering spark was hurried out of life, For one moment Meta lost sight and sound, Then flashed back one sight and one sound-—Doyle Philipson she had seen tear off his coat and she had heard him give one cry. % ving thi gp ow t echoed the words! Had she uy nig] them? Was she drouiling sity Was now no fire. the dl Hing lights of She discamt I Sh vans, but id * “Your cont has suffeced.” This sh shadowy figure, The voice was low, and such as comes when a man’s inner self is trembling, Doyle made a light answer, Men do answer lightly, even when perhaps the gravest question of their life is fighting for its answer within them. He pushed his arms into his coat sleeves, and all at once he found that in erushing down the rising flame of Meta’s dress he had got his hand burned, * » o + 4 A week hence the young men had to go away from Man, | Willie Qualtrough was to drive them | to Douglas on the morrow, so as to be in time for the boat. A good hour's drive this was, and they must be up be- | times, He and his friends had strolled over the fields from his father’s house; they would naturally say good-bye to the girls and the Qualtroughs of Brae { Hill, Again it was a Summer night, again HAIR AND MOLES. Why the Coiffure Should Be Ar- ranged According to the Shape of the Nose. “Some freak of nature, I suppose, causes superfluous hair,” sald Dr, Henri Leonard, *‘I can not exactly tell what, IHalr can grow on all parts of the surface of the body excepting the palms of the hands and the soles of the feet; but it is not frequently seen ex- cepting on the parts where one usually | expects to see it, and if a tuft of it is | found growing in an unusual place it is called a disfigurement, and one finds some way of removing it. A great many apply to me. My method is electrolysis, or by means of a battery, which carries an electric current into the hair follicles, burning it out, I have taken out a thousand hairs from one society lady, Mole hairs are treated very successfully in this way, fifty per | the girls were wandering about the old | garden, Meta was aloft in fout,” Kate was below meeting the butterfly, come to the solution of one grave ques. tion; but, not being a rich man, and being honorable to what some folks | might call an extreme degree, he had | commanded himself to hide the love he had for Meta Qualtrough. Nay, he it was who had hastened the departure from the island because, seeing Meta day after day, he could not keep eye and tongue in cool obedience, And the sweot, lazy hours of evening i had come, and Meta had cl to be the others had to drift into the company of { who talks of chance? The would-be matter of fact young { artist was mastered. He told his story, and all his wise commands were scat- tered to the winds. What they two said only the night It was an old story made new, and there is always a gold about the telling of these i TION, Meta and Doyle were coming down from the * »” the were in a group. *H arrant drive into Dougl =o spoke Wi He and need chanced each other a} Fo. 1 aloof, and Of ' en originaity old-new sto- ' 4 iooKout, rost have shoppi He Morning And the shopmen shall wake them up for me,” “Oh! W ] tory * Was persist Do YOU mean you **Dear--h er § sald [77 ng to Willie in a way n iy approved Before another Midsummer ds rotind there were two Miss Q Brae Hill ipson d i nes Wo stakal the less at Doyle Ph 3 fae retofore, On parade his matter 8 to make his Ac he says, bya picture ¢ fairy worship for ge Year a a maiden, a golden-halred Saxon by a rocky wearing golden-hued marigold., The critics say it is beaatiful. It is Meta, incient and Modern Bridges The first bridges ever constructed were of wood, and the earliest of which we have any account were built in Rome about 50 B. C, The bridge of Xerxes, built of boats, across the Hellespont, was a very ancient piece of civil engineering. "he next in Roman history was erect by Julius Cesar for the passage of his army across the Rhine, Trajan’s great bridge across the Danube, 4.700 feet long, was made of timber with stone piers. The Romans also built the first stone bridge which crossed the Tiber, Suspension bridges are of remote origin, A Chinese bridge of this nature, men- tioned in ancient chironicles, was made of chains supporting a roadway 830 feet {in length. It was built A. D. 65, and i is still to be seen, China has the longest | stone bridge in the world, but India has the longest wooden one--over five miles. The first large iron bridge was | evected over the Severn in 1777. There | is a trestle bridge across Lake Pontchar- ! train, in Louisiana, which is by far the { longest in the world! The suspension bridge at Niagara Falls has a span 800 | feet, and the great New York i Brooklyn bridge is over 1,500 feet long. The age of railways has brought a res | markable development in this line, | especially in the construction of bridges { of iron and steel, the most important | being the Forth cantilever bridge and | the bridge on the same principle over the Indus at Sukkur. es The Papabotte of Louisiana. The papabotte is a bird which makes its appearance in southern Louisiana about May, and abounds until Septem. ber. It seems to belong to the plover family, though the resemblance is not complete at all Joints However, it is a bird about size of a woodcoek with grayish plumage and a bill short and hard, which makes its appearance about the time the Cantharis vesicatoria {Epi fly) begins to depredate upon he | gardens, These fies destroy the foliage of the potato and the tomato, and other vegetables. They appear in countless myriads, com no one knows whence, and going no o knows where, but leaving behind them a terrible record of devastation, On these insects the preys wi immeasurable voracity, and grows fat that when it falls before the gun of the sportsmen it bursts like a ri The papabotte is w ademy which $4 tiv ii8 Ios and he is g fame, so oiling shall hay ¢ here is going next marvel of > made cent. being permanently destroyed with | “Does it hurt?” | “Not much, The flesh is sore for ai day or two like a little burn, but seldom troubles one more than a few | This method was discovered He uses current that but the pa- mine burns no more, It is something, however, I do not care es- pecially to practice, 1 studied up hair, | ‘its uses and abuses,’ and that brought me considerable from over the w ti 1siness; iL tries my rain on my nervous system il, 1; emove a great deal, There are two kinds lower 11 ii a milder tients Bay COT Capone Hoe orld, Ido not like the Ie They usually s fi a French powder, y often repeated, i Lise that has sometimes it that renders the next 1 have heard of belles off their arms over a but that was and before these invented like the hair taken the ne r face is s hair jut while ole on they ular th: shall 1 “yy “ify there's more One on the the {ace INOIes, neany eo ¥ I 0, would Live more kept thei: bw lew 10 5 BS IIRely fewer ladies are SON May ght Wher man begin row a beard there is fift per cent, « and if the system is allowed to run down the hair feels it in proport e¢ other parts of the body, and the hair on top of th head grows thin and perhaps comes off A large growth of hair certainly runs n families and often through all branches. ”’ “Is long, heavy hair injurious *"’ “Ladies often complain that it brings on headache, or that their strength g their hair, and it is certainly in- | convenient often to dress fashionably very long, heavy hair, but I think people are guided more by style than comfort. i If cutting the hair short is style, ladies and girls will follow it, even to the sacrifice of beautiful tresses. If large i coiffures are the fashion, women will {carry a bnshel of false hair on their heads whether it suits their style of features or not. In 1777 the English and | French women wore a mountain of hair, plumes or feathers and chains of beads | hanging about their huge coiffure, on the top or which were worn models of | coaches and horses blown in glass, In 1 1780 the Queen of France having lost her hair by illness, the ladies cut off all their locks and adopted a new coiffure {called a enfant, and which brought out many satirical couplets, “In the dressing of the hair the shape | of the nose should be considered as is | the figure in selecting a becoming i pattern, If the nose is large the hair may be dressed rather massive, or else the large nose will make the head look small and out of proportion. With a Greek nose one may venture on a classic knot but with the many varieties of American noses, the childish shapes of some, and the ‘tip tilted’ form of others the present infantine bangs, or short, fluffy curls, are especially becoming. 1 don’t know what the next season may bring.” expel 10 be a iy iV 'S n on his blood, i 4 } ion to 1h OYOR to Man Eats in a Lifetime. There is a man in Pittsburg who has bedn estimating the cost of living to a man eighty years old. He says: “In the past seventy-five years I have par- taken of 82,125 meals, consumed 061,505 pounds of solid food, drank 51,100 cups of tea and 18,250 cups of coffee, I have not lived extravagantly, and my meals have cost me on an ave eight cents each, Therefore, the 82 125 meals have cost me $6,580." The cost of his cloths 0 aids up fot the remainder of the What a THE ITAILAAN CAVE A Great Centre of Attraction for the City People. The cafe is a great centre of attrac- tion for the average city-bred Fralian. Like the Parisian, he patronizes such an establishment for business purposes during the day and in the evening for his pleasure, Here he discusses the probable consequences of a rise or fall in prices, or plays at dominoes with equal zest and interest ; here he perpe- trates 1118 periodical jokes, champions his favorite deputy, and lands to the skies the worth and talents of the tenor or ballet girl who may have caught his fancy. The cafe is, after dinner, the chief resort of amateur musicians, who come Lo listen to the orchestra ; and 03 newly married couples, who dream over the pleasant souvenirs of the honey- nO lulled 10 sweet repose, as sole poet has it, “on the lap of harmony.” Cafes are also the rendezvous for clubs of ten or twenty sprucely-attired wits. i iy speaking, an senator prime minister These folks enjoy themselves in thei: own peculiar fashion, The master the drinking feast, or chairman, opens the ball by reciting a line from Dante or Petrarch, and each of the eompany must improvise a line of a number of feet me with it, sts who fail to be the occasion mast he entire drink consumed sudo-literary tournament, After ti romplu verses are dis f, rebuses and acros- tics go the round of the table, puns are exchanged, wags break with wag ndied about, while every is as carefully » 80 much gall or arsenic. “¢ tomfoo eries suit the characte; iscuciant people. Was it countrymen, Horace, t it was delightful to play clown betimes? | roystering Italians are, in a sense somewhat lik we Edinburgh renewists ef ok, whose proud boast was that the; cultivated literature on a very of oatmeal, Italiun wit ) not any intoxicating ¢ them the rarest of flavors. The wnocles coenae- of Frazer. under whose ie board, Carlyle ind Thack- se and O'Mahony crossed hed down with draughts agne, and were char gay rollicking fan- satire, bantering which are usually iwchanalian orgies ; bu s keep too firm a gril) y be tempted into pad or a champagne-bolile when orth their witty grape. r recourse to such swell wade, mouth seitz. A also very and the ordinary red nt and Barolo ferms the i and dinner of such at it actu like so mu stale, flat genera Ol of £131 Larn L to rhy The up to the mark on during tio Po , charades, ne 11 i IANCES i, Compii- “ avoided as 4 the part of W amount : humor d require 3 stimulants to gin and +4 all ¢ il A wn jokes and the cafes } } ol bitter-ver pine herbs is eunes is a alcoholic ount, and sommod ities ] an Who ONY ourist 1} + $3 ¥ to call for them, I A — The Thinnest Man. ol remarkably thin m common, but Claude Asnbroise y was in England in 1825, extraordinary personage he time he was exhibited hinese Saloon, in Pall Mall, no han 70,000 persons visited Rim weeks. Seurat was born was therefore, 28 years of we made his appearance, y Cooper, the famous phy- was among the threng who poured into the building in which Seurat received those who were anxious to see | him, and wrote: Seurat is, without | doubt, the mdst mysterious being I have { encountered. His face is that of an { ordinary man, somewhat emaciated; | perhaps, but not remarkably so. His | eyes are bright and his voice pleasing. | Seen in the ordinary costu of the | day he in no way differs from the average | foreigner. But stripped of his padded clothing he presents an astounding spec- [tacle. [is arms are mere bones covered { by parchment-like skin, and muscles or { flesh he apiears to have none. He is, | therefore, scarcely able to move his | arms and legs, and walks, though with- jout apparent effort, with extreme | difficulty. On measuring him and weighing him, I found that his chest measurement was thirty and three- quarter inches, which is fair; that his height was five feet six inches, bul that his weight was not more than forty-five { pounds, the bones being much smaller | than those of an ordinary man of his | stature who might weigh 150 pounds, In appearance, indeed, he so much re- sembles a skeleton that a short sighted person might easily mistake him for one,” Searat’s food consisted of two or three ounces of bread and meat daily, and sometimes he took a little wine, He was remarkably intelligent and well read, and picked up English rapidiy. QO. arriving at places where he was not known, he was accustomed to walk out in his padded clothes, and did not attract any particular attention. He said that until the age of ten years he resembled any ordinary boy, but that he suddenly wasted away. le died in 1849, aged 52 years, Divine “ or It ii comes with feet of
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