SOME LITTLE FOXES. Among my tender vines [spy A littie fox, named *Byand-By." Then set upon him, quick, [say Tha swift young hunter “Right away." Around the tender vines plant 1 find the little fox, "I can't.” Then fast as ever hunter ran, Chase him with bold and brave “I ean.” “No use in trying," lags and whines, This fox among my tender vines, Ther drive him low, and drive him high, With that good hunter, named “1'1l try.” Among the small vines in my lot Creeps a young fox, “Oh, 1 forgot." Then hunt him out and to his den. With “I will not forget again.” The little fox that's hidden there Among my vines is * [don't care” Then [et “I'm sorry,” hunter true, Chase him afar {rom vines and you, What mischief. making foxes, boys Are these that steal our grapes and foys? But, now the hunters’ names you know, Just drive them out, and Keep them so. — Godden Days, a OLD BULL FROG’S CONCERT. A short distance from the hollow oak where lived the little white hen was a huge pine log lying on the bank of Beaver creek near the water's edge, and on that log were two hundred and twenty-five frogs all in a row. They were Ole Bull Frog's nieces and nephews, and the very best singers among his numerous music pupils. On a stump at the end of the log sat Ole Bull Frog himself on a fine new toad stool which he had borrowed from one of his cousins for the occasion. All of his distant relatives -the toads, the tree-trogs in their silvery jackets, brown and green rain-frogs, and a large family of horned frogs from a Texas prairie—came hopping along to atten i this grand concert given in honor the little white birthd«y. Bulli Frog had to an immense hen's gone and twig, while boughs ing on every leaf sus- ended from the Pe quite a dozen illuminating spiders which resembled all ctric lights. He Of ald oniy ge A» ew spiders, because they are very rare as well as poisonons. Five hundred glow-worms volunteer- ed to serve as f ] its, and arranged themselves alor the singers, their very | usher, and when came in | seats on the right in { which was the pine | the beavers; they sa rele. Then the little lookinz lovely in and a pic] ed by | Crow, Bob W Tom Tit. The and and her company to on the left, and Mrs. Duck and a Mr. Drake eome to live in that nei The prairie dos came an the little hen's feet. “Oh, dear little hen, 1 your dogs; will they bite?” Duck trembling. “No, no [hey are very gentle, and will often ¢ in and eat out of same dish me,” said the little hen. ‘of hk, how Mra Duck. “My dear little hen,” said a old toad, “while I congratulate yon on your birthday, I can’t help from f jog ashamed of my prairie rela‘ion “Why, they have not been drinking, have they?” asked the hen. “Ob, no; only water. ashamed of them for | as to have tails” ale O i est. r. Habbit acted jurreis 1e 8 ront y glage, aer in fr her to who had hs No seals introduced ghbor m asked Mrs h ne me with very nice,’ “ But HOE 8 and can't help it,” said the little hen. “All frogs have tails when they are polly-wogs, bat drop them as soon as they turn to frogs. lations didn’t drop their tails when they tarned from polly-wogs to frogs I can't understand. And then they are so much more knotty and bumpy than we," complained the toad. “I think their little horns are very pretty,” said the hen. the old toad. “1 wish it had been pos- gible for them to But I dare say they couldn't. disten how that rabbit how those squirrcls are chatting to the beavers.” While all the talk was going oa Ole Bull Frog was tuning his fiddle. He wow waved his fiddle-bow in the air and shouted: “Attention.” The squirrels ceased their chattering, the rabbit ceased his giggling, and the beavers lifted their heads to listen, The littie hen settled herself more com- fortably in her seat and smoothed down the folds of her lace mantle. Jack Daw and Jim Crow whisperel to her: “What a jolly good thing 1t would be for her and them if they could slip footlights.” Bat the little hen shook her head at them and told them she had eaten sup- per, and, besides, it would be treating Ole Ball Frog with too much disre- he was dome with Shem. “My friends,” sail Prof. Ole Ball Frog. “I am having this concert to oelebrate the natal day of oar gentle neighhor, the little white hen. You all know how kind and lovable she is.” Here the apolance was tremendon and the little hen was so un she hid her blushing face in her lace handkerchief. Ole Bull Frog smiled blandly, and thought he had betier uot give her any more ‘“taffy” right then, but wait until after the concert. “I understand,” said he, “that Jim Crow and Jack Daw would like to de- prive me of my footlights,” The squirrels and beavers hissed 80 he tumbled off lus seat backward the glow-worms lifted their hogds an pated with terror. “But they will find,” he went on, footlights aud all concerned in this concert. I have only to signal ong or two of my electric lights to make them descoud on the heads of all offenders,” The glow-worms laid their down contentedly and blazed brilliant- ly. Jack and Jim looked up at the illaminating spiders and trembled, “] will take,” continued, the pro- fessor, *‘this occasion to present to you a new settler in this community.” He pointed to a melancholy rat with a cropped ear and a bob tail, who was leaning agninst the stump. “My unfortunate friend has recently lost a part of himself in a fight.” The rat owed and squeaked: “Yes, and if any of you cau and will tell me where the villian lives I'll—I"ll punch his eyes out.” “What villian?” demanded the rab- bit, jumping up and looking belliger- aut. “Tom,” the yellow eat,” replied the rat. : “0O—h, and you are going to punch Tom's eyes out, are you? You, a lean, half-starved, siab sided rat!” “Order!” eailed ont Ole Bull Frog. | “Mr. Rat is elitor of the Rattler, and | must be respected. You must know { that a rat's tail is to a rat what a boy's right hand is to a boy. With his tail a rat carried provisions from storeroom { and pantry to his own domicile in the | garret. When he wraps his tail around ia ham bone and leaps from sill to sill | over the garret floor the bone is bound | to follow unless the tail comes off, | which it never does, much tothe regret | of the inmates of the house, He works | at night instead of day—nct that he is | ashamed of his business, bat becanse | he is lesa liable to be interrupted. A | rat without a tail is in a bad way to { make a living, and that why my { friend here gone into the news- paper I hope yon will all { subseribe for the Rattler, He prom- | 1808 to keep you posted on the Crops, personal matters, society news, and to make lucid remarks about the weather, and have his paper fall of M ‘Chestunts!” screamed the rabbit “You insolent scamp!" squeaked the i rat. “You i rabbit, “What 1 Bull Fr 18 has business, - old humbug!” retorted the meant to “1 will say,” said Ole leave unsaid, and in my remarks 1 will not having made a little | speech, for ro free born American ob- jects to a stump speech.” The lause was deafening. “The concert will now began. “Haigh t too,” remarked an old gray-headed beaver getting sleepy. “My pupils I divide into three classes I'he seventy five here on the ng ap " me, to do are 1 the felt, st alert, are sturals; the seventy-five on wnding straight and looking harps, snd the seventy-five v on see flatten them- at are flats ier is a grand swell, 1 the rabint, Ole Bull Frog smiled, shook his fid- bow at him, and went on. “Naturals will now sing, ‘Bury me not cold gro sad.» It was sung very sweetly and unaf- selves to the log, “And the teacl " dl “Flats sing, ‘Bury me not in the L'hat, too, wad rendered very well, “The sharps will now ‘pull down’ on | ‘Green grow the r 18hie 8, 3" This last song teok so well that it might have been called for again, but the audience seemed to be getting tired snd sleepy. “The concluding song,’ said the pro- fessor, ‘‘was witten by one | brightest pupils expressly for this se- { casion. 1 hope you may appreciate it, This is what they sang: # Out in the eveni®y fogs Arou the marshy bogt sitting upon the logs, Innumerable frogs Will sing to polliwoes, “Oft In the chilly night” O1t 1: the ehilly night The grass with dew |s wet: Then frogeies sing. And mrshes ring Of course they do. wl he res You bet life In the oid land yet’ rn the morning hogs. Fleeing from the dogs Across the mu ldy bogs, Tumbling over logs, Frightening the frogs That sing to pelli wy “Oft in the chilly night.” Oft in the chilly night The grass with dew is wet; Then froggies sing And marshessring—- Of course they do. You bet “There's life in the old land vet [he audience stamped and shouted, and it had to be sang again. Then an old beaver arose and, thanking the frogs for their music, said it was time to go home Just then it was noticed that the frogs on the log were becoming excited about something, and began to shout; “Look out, look out, look out,” and the natarals eried out in a deep bas tone, ‘Danger, danger, danger,” and the sharps soreamod, Leap in, leap in, leap in,” and all the frog+, with their teacher, turned a somersault in the water, “Sakeos alive," said the ‘‘what can be the matt r?" “Why, there is something coming- look yonder!” said Jim Orow, “What in the world is it?" asked the unirrels, > “‘tSless my boots!” exclaimed the rab- it. “Sure enough-what is it?” repeated the beavers, “Looks like a ghost,” said Jack ! Daw. “But it isn't,” said the rabbit. “It is a tall white crane that eats frogs.” “Yes, it is a orane, and nothing more, ' said they all. “But there is someth ng more,” said ‘the rabbit. “Look beyond the crane and yon will see a dog cautiously creeps ing after him. Now, dogs don't care {for cranes, and there must be some- {thing about that fellow that isn’t right.” The prairie dogs saw the crane, and {mob up such a barking that the little ow sot LY aiiwaey she went home and i lool ersel! in and 3 through ! the key-hok, Pospad 8 “How-dy do, | erane, coming up and not seeing | a dog was snealine up behind him. | *What sort of concert did | and where is the little white Len? little hen “What is that to you, Mr, Crane,and what have you come for?” demanded the rabbit, ‘I'he dog crept nearer, “I'll explain my business in a mo. ment, my friend. Will not some of you come and shake hands with me, or do you wait for me to go and shake hands with you?” “No, Mr. Crane, we don't want to shake hands with any such suspicious character.” At this the crane langhed. At the same time the dog behind him gave a bound and a yelp and grabbed the crane by the neck, when ont popped a fox from the erane’s skin and bounded off ns fast as his legs could carry him. “The mean ecamp,” said the rabbit, “to disguise himself as a crane and come here and fool us, so that he conld grab the little hen or some of the rest of us.” “Yes,” said the dog, dropping the erane’s skin; “‘Ismelt him inside of that skin, and I thought I had him. The next time he kills a erane and #kins it, and gets inside the skin and goes prancing around im the woods he'll find Mr. Dog at his heels.” “Oh. I do hope you w Il get him, Mr. Dog. If you don't get him he'll get us some day,” said Jim Crow, “‘Maybe he wouldn't notice poor little me," said Jack Daw. “Indeed. Jack, he'd gobble yon up at one mouthful,” said the rabbit. “Now, my friends,” said the you may sleep in peace to-night; fox knows 1 am around, and he not leave his den again soon Ww dog, that will ers for a winter covering. I give it to them because they were so kind to the little white hen.” “And what will you give the beavers for building the hittle white hen house to live in?” asked Jim Crow. “Wait and see,” said the little dog, and he ran a little way into the wood his shoulders, the beavers, it is full of sweet potas toes and carrots and turnips and ground- ORE, The beavers were delighted, and went squirrels carried the skin, with eathers, to their home up the tree. Jim Crow and Jack Daw flew in the bright star light, and the went home with the rabbit to pipe and talk over th: affairs country. When all was ¢ locust, of till, and not katvdid forth Again stump, turned his little hen in of cricket, or { heard, Ole Bull Frog came | and, mounting a | guitar and serenaded the this romantic strain THE CARE OF CARPETS MATTING. AND If a carpet is wiped over now and then with a flannel eloth wrung ont of warm water and ammonia (a pail of water and a tablespoonfal of ammonia), | it will always look bright. wiped dry with a clean cloth, carpet has been well shaken, it il clean and brighten it to wipe it over with a flannel cloth dipped in high- proof kerosene, and well wrung out, will hour: no matehes or fire should be al- lowed in the room. Tea-leaves and wet bran, sprinkled over a carpet before sweeping it, are wonderfully cleansing; but if the carpet is of delicate tints either of these will staan it. If nk spilled on a carpet, cover it immediate- ly with blotting paper, and renew it as soon as soiled A velvet carpet is damp bran and brushing it off with a stiff wery Another plan for eleaning carpets af. ter they have been beaten and laid down again, is to wash them with one pint of ox-gall to a full pail of warm water. Soap a piece of flannel, dip it in the pail and rub a small part of the earpet; then dry with a clean cloth be. fore moving to another spot. laying earpeta have the boards scrubbed with two parts of sand, the same of soft-soap aod one part of lime water. This will keep away 10seots. To remove grease from carpets, cover and pin a paper over it. Repeat the process overy six honrs antil the grease is dgawn out, brushing the old flour off each time. Matting 1s washed with salt and cold water, and carefully dried. Hub the | very dirty spots first with water and { corn-meal. If white matting has turned to a bad color it ean be washed over with a weak solution of soda, which will tarn ita pale butter-yel- low. Use a pint of salt to a gallon of | water, Use a flannel cloth, not a | brush. f — ——— —— THE CIVIL WAR IN CHILL From the meagre and confused ao- counts which reach us it is impossible to gain a clear idea of the general pro- ing in Chili. Bat that is having most disastrous effects on the country, caus- | ing not only material damage but utter | social disorganization is only too evi- dent from the letters of English resi- dents there. The Congressional party and those spectators of the struggle who sympathize with them are hopeful of the issue, and the fact that the neigh boring republie of Bolivia has formally recognized the party as belligerent plainly indicates a belief that the popu- { lar side has sufficient prospects of { nitimate success to make its friendship | worth securinz. In the meantime, the | Provisional Government representing {the Uongress have issued a eirenlar note to the Powers asking them to recognize the Junta as a belligerent, and to observe uentrality in the | struggle which is now proceeding. Re- | cent despatches from Valpar Tro. | port a great naval victory for the in- surgents at Chanaral. The batile was : onal eruiser, the *‘‘Magellanes,” and three torpedo | boats belonging to the President's . — “Almirante Condell,” and the ‘Bar. geanto Aldea,” Although the eruiser was under steam, her manwuvring power was limited by the fact that she was in the barbor, The torpedo boats bows of the ‘“Magellanes,” so that her heavy guns were useless, and she conld only bring her forward batteries and her right Hotehkiss gun to bear on her assailants, The fight is reported to have been a flerce one. The **SBargeanto Aldea” was nearly blown to pieces, but not before she had disabled the eruiser’s forward battery. A torpedo fired from the “Almirante Lynch” was making for the “Magelianes’” bow when it was diverted b cannon ball, and finally struck abarque causing her to sink 1p a few minutes, The Government vessels wore at length driven off. They had suffered heavily, beth men and ships; the “*Magellanes” | twenty-two killed; her forward por battery was badly damaged, of her gun carriages were destroyed, and some of her rigging was AWAY Ths Unitedfstate cruiser Charleston was sent in purruit of the tata,” the Chilian cruiser | the “FEtata” herself which lin reaching Chili in safety | standing the efforts made to capture her, She has been delivered to United States war vessels, { The “fF smeralda’ was protect the fugitivelship, and it was | feared that, rather than see it eaptured she would go into aeclion with “Charleston.” The latter is a tially deck-protected cruiser of tons displacement, carrying | powerful breech-loading g | tour smx-pounders sand guns; the ‘Esmeralda’ | tected cruiser i armament ¢ ae L gucceeded DOW JAr- eight én machine is deck pro- of 2.810 tons, and her sts of eight breech calibre, i ana fn IK] BOYET | ing guns of heavy g tchied been fairly ma 1 he Vise w of Valpar ABO taken prior to the ree i ment in which the | destroyed by torpe« ir A # HO 1 ie —-—— BEAUTIFY THE HOME, It is the duty of nething earth upon which we have home. A poor man, toiliog hard for than re} » Keep the and green, every one embellishing tran #01 wards freseranl iTUgS for the plot | fare, will be mors wid janbor that is required | before the r cle | he will love | rose bush which | looking up with gratitn leaves and blushi but the work of { there, and many a yes the family with it A man cannot lo ng a better man ¢ . A child oa and wale and watch with affection its swell- | ing buds, wut becoming more gen- | tle in character, more refined in "ing, more docile in spirit. Walter Scott, in one of his graphic { descriptions, represents a Seottish lord riding by the humble hut of | who is planting a tree before his door. He commends him for his taste, claiming: “When you have nothing | better to do, Jock, be aye sticking out a tree, Jock; "twill grow when youre | asleep, Jock.” There is no little philosophy | declaration. You o pt a troe—g { that gentle nurturing which it mav for | a short time need and it will ever af- ter reward you with its and shade. You sleep, and it steadily sdvances | in its growth to the perfection of bean- ty. You go away for months, perhaps Gao an 1 a i if Ler with feel. OL. foliage ! dened by its fair proportions. i Who will not give a few dollars more | for a farmhouse, beneath the shade of | whose ornamental trees his children can play, or his cattle slumber in the | noon-tide heat? ful, well-shaded village, than on bleak, sunburnt, unsightly plain. | ness. He who makes his own home at- | gon around him. i benefactor. home full of attractions. Let there | once be formed in the heart an appre- | giation of the beautiful, and the work is done. Year after year, with no ad- . be assuming new aspects of beanty. | moral issues, | tue, and he who makes home so pleasant thet his children love it, that 1n all the wanderings of sabsequent life they turn guide their steps away from all hannts of vice and to form in them a taste for those joys which are most ennob- ling. He who persecutes a good man, ! makes war against himself and all man- kind. Confucius, a E — MAMMA’S LESSON. EATE LAWRENCE You have taken the flower apart, dear, And very learnedly fold The name of each part, from root to tip, From ealyx to erown of gn'd; But say, d oo think my darling, That all of those learned men, Who have taugh' you to treat lovely flowers “0, Could put one together again? You chased a butterfly. love, this morn, 1 was wat hing you at jou play, You only braised it, and brushed the down From its marvellous wings away: But could any surgeon, my darling, Rewet those deleate Timbs, Or restore the beautiful, golden bloom That you spoiled for your die whims? ¢ butlerfiy and the flower, dear, er: only transient things And flowers wili bloom, and butterfiles SLi git upon » wages Bot remember, + that the bloom of roth Onoe brushed rofn a r pogb avay, Oa fa FOOD FOR THOUGHT, a lie never stops to put on its hat. Many good sawlogs have knots 0% them. People like to travel in cheerful com- pany. The only rea! giver is the cheerful giver, No wealth is real thw! can be from us, have to do. No man can go straizht ahead looks backward Be there a will, and wisdom finds a way. None of as is infallible—not even the youngest, { i { | i { | A SE, HORSE NOTES, if a ess nine ~Sheridan 1s starting the horses a8 Bt. Paul, There is a fine Saratoga. list of horses at — Isaac Murphy is riding In his old —Proctor Knott 18 in five stakes at Baratoga. —The stake for the Buffalo free-for- — Prodigal, 2174, i3 the fastest new 2.80 trotter of the season. —Indianapolis horsemen are of a mile track, agitat~ —Horace Brown. has gone to ltaly some folus fa'thial. ry Lo carry ourselves, No one can suffer in any good cauge Faith fears nothing. are the best of friends, The nimble dime soon wastes A great many people get into theswim There nev r was a man who was un- willing to work to-morrow, The poorest man on earth is the man who has the fewest trials, The flax must be broken real strength can be known, before its I'here br ery clod, but it it 80. isa ICE in eV 3 y x fakes a hot | to tell r a clumsy It is betes Il a snake in way than n to Ki LiL {4 ab ott 3 Lo Kil IL at all Great vicl those who figh The man wii knows will shes. Th are Lhose duty. e only people wh iseontented who are not doing their whoie ng todo is lo g ¢ things that Alswer Many lives to their tremend i flicultie of HE There 18 no easy path leading ou! 1d few ave Lhe easy ones Lhat 13 i, Thin cons.der each thers will dg 1 « act t may bs done i thereby. r humble purpose teed BLED reat There 18 no On 80 but i ) A d ennobled All the while thou livest ill, thou Last the trouble, distraction ven ences ( yf life, but not the swee 1 true use 1, ine {5 an it. True glory takes root, and even spreads, 11 false pretences, like flowers, fall to the ground; nor can any counterfeit last A flirtation is a smile to-day, a cry to-morrow and a blush every day there. after. man who he The world never knew a The firs: snow flake of winter how significant—and the first white hair! 1.ife is a Jong course of mutual educa- tion which ends but with the grave. The prayers of a lover perious than the menaces of the whole world. Above all things always speak the truth: your word must be your bond through life, Lying Is the basis of all evil, —There will be a fall meeting at Homewood Park I'itisburg. ~The ch, 8. Alvin, 2.144, by Orpheus, 5 been added to John Splan’s stables, R-year-son of Blue 254 re- has Omer, an 1 a pacing record of 2 <t Alfred 8. skeleton — Hobert Bonner is having —J. XI. Case, owner of Jay-Eye-See seriously 111 at his home Wis, Maud 8, has m*t Angel three times and Mr. bouner feels confident that she will get with foal. —The lated ’ » vain skeleton of Electioneer 18 now to be placed in museum at Palo Alto, 1 and ready the —Sunol’s fastest mile so far son is 2 21, but her quarter in t she has her speed. “A “a —43uy has plenty of speed th but § Year, st as unreliable as ever, will on'y trot when he fer —The fall meeting at B will be held the week | Poiat wee hie and is J A ara iB 80 GI18DOREG, CA lded six new trotiers a tolal vel » first quar s wav,” is Ul ¢ Ozman, the ie { Detr it yugh t £Y 1 ’ LO equal Lis a ce, alith %3 4 full broth. % when He is destined for LOM. : » i still be an outlaw ) the gales of every Amer. jon track would have been 10S ad. — There was a double dead heat at the C England, races recently between Dissenter and Lodore, the one y two starters, and then the purse was divided. -1n Iongs, al tr. Stlend ariine, a match race for $200, 4§ fur Glouceste. G. C. Uray's ch. e, 4, 105 pounds, beat Somer- ir. g. Finauce, 6, 100 pounds. y sel Stables 1 1ime—58 —The American trotter, Cash won a race of 24 miles In France recently in 6 414 the rate of 2424), heating Meteor, a Russian stallion, and ¥ilors, a French mare. — The announcement that the Mon- mouth Park Association intends reviving steeplechasing at Jerome en thusiasm among horsemen. — Temple Bar's victory in the De- troit £10000 Merchants and Manufao- turers’ stake surprised a good many, Prodigal was the favorite, and Abbie wal ~—Omnly nine of the Directors of the American Trt ing Register Associa disappear. Some people spend worrying over the business Lhey left be- hind them, Justice is a little short-sighted, haps but frequently has ai. eye to the main chance, : You just bring a couple quarrels into your home and they'll breed like sparrows, It is so easy to fancy one’s self right that selt-condemnation is about as scarce as d odo’s eggs. Doubt is brain fog and it sometimes jence to disperse it, She was regal, she was haughty, she was highborn and distinguished; and, like the rest of us, she was clay. (31 sets the stars in the windows of the night to cheer the belated world as it rolls throagh the darkness, The happiest man is he who, being above the trouble which money brings, has his hands the fullest of work. (brief 18 not to be measured by the tea = shed nor does the loudest mourn. er always Geserve the largest commiser- ation, A man will wail ten years to gel even; a woman wil forget that yoa offended hes in ten minut 8 Every incomplele work is a mounment to human folly, Whatever is worth be- ginning Is worth completing. Wh ever teaches false moral princi. ples is an aggressor on the welfare of society. You cannot dream yourself into a character; you must hammer and forge yourself ont. his was short of a quorum, 80 the by-'aws were not amended. — Bowerman Brothers have purchas- ed W, 1}, Cuaawford’s fine stock farm near Lexington, Ky., paying $40,000 J. R. Megiue, the Cincinnati brewer, is sail to be the Bowerman —Iavid Wallace announces the re. from the turf of his fast 20- yeas -old road horse John, by Mambrino 10ad horse 1ace at Belmont Course three times in succession. — Jockey Britton is stil’ slowly on the mend, both mentally and physicaily. His mind wonders at times, however, and then he is incoherent The doctors assume to think his reason will be fully restor ed ia due time, ~The catalogue of trolling stock ow ned by George 1, Blair & Co., Ty. rone. Blair county, Pa., contains the pames of some very wel-bred animals, Blair's Electioneer, Duke Medium and Belmont Boy are the stallions, while Suisun, record 2.184, is We leadMek brood-mare, The country is deluged with ree. ing. Monmouth racing Assocation ab Jerome and Mosris Parks; the Brighton Beach Association, Garfield and Haw. thorne Parks, Chicago: the Twin City Jockey Club at St. Paul, Minn, Saree toga racing Awsociation and Gloucester, N. J., are all m full blast «Matthew Riley, President of the Drivieg Club, of New York, was une fortunate in his effort to vat 2.10 with the team Lynn W, and Clayion at Tes troit recently, On the (rei trail they went nloaly to the quarie: on 343, bat Lynn W. soon broke, and they were pulied up and tried again, HH This time the mile was trol od In £47, Lona W. making a losing break.
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