.El3r W. s3l,air. VOLUME XVII NEW GOODS I NEW COMM AND 1118 MITEBEEM sucked in. His,attempts to close Out JOSIP PROVE ildliggESSPJ NOTWITHSTANDING the heavy drains by "Let me alone" Quartermasters in July I am harpy to inform my customers and the public generally that lam on board again with 'a large supply than ever of NEW end FRESH FALL HD WHITER MOW - GROCERIES, HARDWARE, QUEENSWARE, BOOTS, SHOES, HATS, &c, - Which I can and will sell as cheap as the cheap ,cwt "or any other man." u:iaWA,L Blk. and Fancy Silks, • All Wool DeNines, Turin Cloth,• Figured Delaines, Poplins, French and gnglish Merinos, Alpacas, Shepherd Plaids, , Clanking Clothe of every gitali- Py, color and description. MOURNING GOODS BM. French Merinos English do., all Wool Delaines, Ilionathent Cloths, Turin Cloths, English Crspo. " Prints, french Crape, Plush lined ti t kuiriiies, Crape )41,dions, Hoods; Na bias, Be/morals; and everything to make the sail mourner look beau tiful in all her sorrow. GENTS' - WEAI34 --- Broad Clothe, Blk. and Fancy Cassimeres, Ben. ver Cloths, Silk and Velvet Vesting, Merin Shirts and Drawers, Fancy Flannel Linen mar• sails and Cash. Shirt Fronts ; Neat. Ties, Collars an anything an everythig to cause him to break aiadie's heart, or make him presentable at the house of Queen Vic. WOO 'IN /GOODS, Jill colors, Bay Mate Flat ne i s , Gmy, _ • Bro, • g.snlterino, Red Twitted Flannel, Gray ao. GPien do. do., Vellow do. do. a.taut-,17.1 tiaDaa,,, 13Fo Muslin, Tieking,s, Jeans, Denims, Burlaps, Sheetings, Ptllowcatw =IEEE dROCERIES Q UABENS WARE. lire hive a full and complete stock and will sell very law, come and see forygurselses. To see -is t o buy. Remember theplace. Northeast corner of the Dimond. Oct. t 3 'f' if Ett lot of Boautitl t 135Aitorgls jam ro ed at (nov ;27) ediabl's WE'LL STAND BY OUR COL Aitt—On the banks of the Potomac. Our banner forever; on sea or on land, May its beauties be known on the great Rio Grand, The Gulf bid it welcome in ecstacy true, Andslory will kiss the old rekythite. and blue. Cuoitus :-:—Hurza, baize, we're a nation so true, Well stand by our colors of re All tattered and torn, it floats in the b reeze; The beacon of freedom, and pride of the seas, The boast of our fathers though little'they knew, • What a name they were giving the red, white, and blue It is wreath'd with laurels of victory dear, Though glist'ning with many a mother's bright teat, It's colors obscur'd by the blood of the true, Bit yet we distinguish the red;While, and blue. When Treason first soundeti the tocsin of strife, And the nation lay gasping for being and life, Wher traitors were plenty and patriots few, The rallying cry was '•red, white, and blue." When kissed by the ° Angel of peace from the skies . Our flag in its lustre will gladden - our - eyes,— And despots will tremble, while traitors will rue, The hour they strucg at the red, white, awl blue. Soon,,soon, the dear boy pfill return to the place, Where his ruot i lier's sweet smiles first fell on his Face, , • And the Sight of hie eye will kindle to see A refuge from danger, a home for the free. No cannon's loud roar, or tap of a drum, Will summon to battle, or strife ever come, No demon of discoid, to strike at the true . Will drag Angels down, or the red white and blue Caongs : —lluzTa, huzza, we re a nation as true, stand by our colors of red, white and blue, Oh ;do not stand so long outsioe, Why need you be so shy 1 The people's eyes are open, John, As they are passing by ! You cannot tell what they ,might think, They've said strange things before; And if you wish to talk awhile, Come in and shut the door! Nay, do not say, "No, thank With auch a bashful face ; You said when ladies wiapered "No," They ment "Yes" all the while hty koliacr, too, will welcome yolly 1 told you that before ; It doesn't look well standing here— Come in and shut the door ! You say I did not answer you To what you said fast night : I heard your question in the dark Thought on it in the light ; And now my lips shall utter what • My heart has said before, Yes, dearest, I—but stay awhile— Come in and shut the door. - zacxo4o3ol.23Cmi3b.N . Y. The deep shadows of an October afternoon were fast blending with the sombre grey of early twilight. All day had the sky been shrouded in a dark, heavy mantle, as if seek ' ! Tote etiorrfrortrth e-chilli hich moaned and whistled through the'yellowleaf ed trees. Occasionally the lurid Face of the sun peered from behind the sombre folds. then, as if disgusted at his ineffectual el tempts to animate the dull landscape, retreat ed hastily behind the friendly shelter. Xly feelings were in harmony with the gloomy aspect of nature, and sullying forth into the damp, misty air, 1 bent my step to ward the village churchyard. This beautiful spot, nestling in the lap of green, sloping hills, at the •outskirts of the village, was my favorite resort. And often, when harrassed by the cares and anxieties of life, I could almost wish myself among the number of those who "under the willow trees are sleeping." Nowhere have I realized so fully the vani ty of worldy pursuits, or the shortness or uncertainty of human life,.as in this sacred place The grassy mounds, the gleaming tombstone, the deep, solemn stillness, broken only warbling notes of the yellow-bird, or the soft sighing of the willows, appealed to my soul with an earnestness that no words could express vend - on- - that — ciu tum nal—after- ' noon, one of the sad st of the year,"of hag winds, of nak woo of meadwos brown and sear," it seemed as if t "voice, of the Lord" was walking among the silent graves. Wandering dreamily along the winding path, musing upon the beautiful lines, "I would not live always," and stooping, ever and anon. to pluek some little flower, whose tender petals were yet unscathed by the au tumn winds, I reached the resting place of a dear friend. Sitting upon it, Oblivion drop ped her veil o'er tie outward world, and left my mind to wander unrestrained through the boundless f i elds of imagination. A low wail- 30S. PRICE WAYNES im,cymmixcLa. BY M. 8. N CEIORUS :—lluzza, buzz% &c. Caoftua :—I-luzza, huzza, &c, throntra : Huzza, huzza, &c Ciaciaus :—Huzza, huzza, &c. Cnoaus.—Huzza, huzza, &c. COME IN lIND SUET TEE NOB. Z-DEA-1)- - K damp, ec ding to witness that s, 0 anguish! No violent demonstration, no words, no tears, only at intervals the long, deep wailing moan. My heart bled for the stricken one; and sink ing behind the moss-grown headstone, I fer vently besought Min, who wept over the grave of Lazarus, to whisper words of com fort to the soul of that mourner. For a time the children stood by -in. aive stricken_eilenco, when, suddenly, the er one, a boy about fire years old, stamped his little foot, and•with clenched hands, ex aimed-: _ , white, ant "Oh, dear, I wish I was a man ! Den I till de naughty rebel what shoot my papa." Poor, fatherless little 'cherub, how elo quently did the simple words tell the sad, sad tale. Then did I know why those deep throes of mental anguiSlfi•acked tlMt pros trate form; then coulE I understand, the yearning with which ,that bosom was pressed to the cold,idamp turf ! And when, as -the grey of twilight had almost merged into the blackness of-night, the mother and children silently departed, I went to the hallowed grave, and kneeling upon it, dropped a tear to the memory of the dead hero L . Reader, do you ever reflect upon the many hearts thus stricken, the many homes thus desolated ? Do you honor the brave fellows' who have sundered ties so binding for the sake_of our_cauntry ? Do you pray for their preservation amid the perils of war, and their speedy return to home and friends ? Oh, noble soldiers! Offering your heart's best blood upon thivilfa• — o - f — fie - iiiiOin ving the molten lead of the booming can non ! shrinking not from the fiery hail of the rattling musketry ! facing undauntedly 'even the sharp point of the gleaming bayo net! MaY God protect you! May He rule your hearts and strengthen your arms, and in his own good time crown you with the victory for which you are so gloriously stri- In my restless wanderings to an - d — fro - am wont to fix up a wind harp in my win dow ; for in its sweet, sad voice it seems to sing of my home s far, far away; that I, love so well. If lam sad, its plaintive wailings - seems congenial to my desponding heart.— Lightly touched by the unseen fingers of the breeze, a song at once unearthly in its sweetness is heard, charming the ear and thrilling through us like the last lingering echo from the golden trumpets J There is magic, too, in the song. Like the puissant incantations of early astrologers, which drew from their graves the ghosts of those long since dead; so does the wind harp's wild song call forth from the tomb of the "past" the ghost-like memories of other years. t'anorama like visions of home and childhood pass before the mind; the mountains, blue and mysty in the distance, the strange sad feeling that comes we know not why, the unsatisfied longing of the heart, the halcyon days of happiness with no. thought.or care of the future, the friends of our childhood new "scattered and sundered" that we shall see again sever It seems to aing the heart-song at the grave of bereaved affection. It is the dis consolate wail of unsuspecting innocence be trayed ; it mourns the heartlessness and in. constancy of this selfish world. It is like the voice of unseen angles mourning over this sin-cursed earth: It is like the last wailing cry of hope clean gone forever. It is the desp)/iring refrain of the "lost," play. ed of-heaven. What do you drink whiskey for? Do you know r Y a don't know ? Well we would le_pra etice , in which politicians, common people, all the rest of mankind, and even editors and law 3ers indulge It is a very mean practice.— It destroys the intellect, kills the body and damns the soul. The devil won a great vic tory when he introduced whiskey into the .world. lie knew what he was about. It was; his business to fill his regions with souls, and he knew that whiskey was the best re cruiting officer for the armies of perdition thache could employ. We have a few words to say to whiskey drinkers—don't touch it. t. iniures, it ruins, it kills. The kindest, truest, ,best hearted men in the world drink liquor to excess- God, and God.alone, knows the struggle of such men to resist tempta tion'. lie alone knows how. earnestly they pray to be delivered from evil. • Oh, how many we know, kind hearted,- true, loving men, who are rapidly passing down to death on the rushing tide of intoxication. Do you drink? Stop to-day for your own sake.— Do you know a friend who sometimes drinks' to excess, but who is trying to lead a sober lire ? You do r Well don't t •rnpt him. It is_a_great erime_toose your influence for the d est ruction•of a fellow-ereature: -- If-you injure yourself, do so; but don't be instru mental is the murder of your neighbor. Horses hi.ve to suffer starvation in war as well as men. An officer having arrived at Chattanooga, inquired of a-darkey whore ho could find accommodations fdr his horse.— "Don't', know, sah, 'bout the 'comma:l6ons. Da fence rails is all gone, and dar noth. in' for 'em to eat any more, only a few.barn, doors, an' we want dem fur de general's bos ses." Be honest and sincere, The Aeolian Harp. BY REV. 3, MILTON AKERS Drinking Whiskey. 3Pitslitles; ancl Xteliwicort. FRIDAY HORNING, FEBRUARY 12, 1864. keeism'oil tha 'ortland Transcre:pt has .the folloW lh, whether exactly true or not; is a ikee story : , battle of the Rappahannock Sta. after the sth Maine had gained posses of the works in their front and were bu taking a whole brigade of Johnnys to Col. Edwards, who was one of the „rat to reach the rifle pits, took a "few Men from Company G, and pressed on in guest of more prisoners, supposing some might be try. ing to get away in the darkness of the night. Following the line of fortifications down to wards the river he saw before him a long line of troops in the rifle-pits. Finding that he was in a tight fix, he determined to put on a bold face, "Where is the officer in command of these troops ?”- demanded the gallant Colonel. "Here," a- ..nswered the Colonel who was eoxamintiing — the — r - dlierlrigade - , - "and — who are you, sir ?" "My name is -Col.—Edwards, of-the' sth Maine, and 1 deraam company "- "I. will confer with my officers first," re plied the rebel officer.. "Not a moment will I allow, said Col. Ed 4 - Don' ..wards. "Don't you see my columns a( vaneing. (Pointing to a large body of men, marching over the hill, but who were the rebel prisoners being marched to the rear.) Your forces have all been captured, and your, retreat is cut off," and as the rebel cowman -1 der hesitated he continued. "Forward ! sth Maine and 21st New York." "X surrender, sir." said the rebel common der quickly. "Will you allow me the cour tesy of retaining a sword that has never been dishonored F" "Yes sir," replied Col. E. "but I will take the_sw_ords of those officers," pointing to the Colonels by his side. They were handed to him. "Now order your men to lay down their arms, ai - id - pass - to - the - rear - with-this-guard." They obeyed, and a whole brigade of Lou isianians, the famous sth and 6th Tigers, be ing among them permitted themselves to be disarmed, and marched to the rear as prison ers of war, by Col. Edwards, and less than a dozen men of his regiment. - Situations Reversed. A correspondent of the Cincinnatti Com mercial, with the Army of . the Cumberland, narrates the following incident : A certain wealthy old planter, who used to_Dlvern a precinct in Alabama, in a recent skirmish was taken prisoner, and at a late hour brought into camp, where a guard was placed over him. .The aristocratic rebel, supposing everything was all right—that he was secure enough any way as a prisoner of a•committee of the whole, resolved himself into "sleep's dead slumber." Awak ening about midnight, to find the moon shi ning full into his face, he chanced to inspect his guard, when, horror of horrors, that sol dier was a negro I And, worse than all, he recognized in that towering form; slowly and steadily walking a beat, one of his own stases I Human nature could not'stand that; the prisoner was enraged, furious, and swore he would not. Addressing the guard, through clenched-teeth, foaming at The mouth, ho yelled out : "Sambo 1" "Well, =sm." • "Seed for the colonel to come here imme diately. My own slave can never stand guard over we; it's -a outrage; no gentleman would -submit to it." Laughing in his sleeve, the dark faced sol dier promptly called out, "corr'l de guard!" After listening to the Southerner's irapag sinned harangue, which was full of invective, the colonel turned to the negro with, "Sam!" "Yes,-Colonel." "You know this gentleman, do you?" "Ob course; be's Massa 8., and has big plan tatioain_Alabantl._" Well. Sam, just take care of him to night!" and the officer walked away. • Adthe sentinel again paced his beat, the gentlemen from Alabama appealed to himin an argument. —"Listen,—Sambe "You hush, dar; it'a done gone talkin to you now., Hush, rebel!" was the negrq's emphatic command, bringing down bis mus ket to a charge bayonet position, by way of enforcing silence. The nahob was now a slave—his once val ued negro his master; and think you, as he sank back upon a blanket in horror and shame that night, that he believed human bondage was a divine institution, ordained of God! Ingenious. Our landlords are getting mighty partic ular' about their tenants, .as well as their rents. It a body has half a-dozen children, and of course more need of a house than if he had none at all, he is very cooly told he cannot have the premises. "nave you children, madam'.". inquired one of these sharpers, of a lady, in modest black, who was looking atone of his houses, just ftnishod and in perfect order. . ' "Yes," said the gentle mother, "I. have seven. sir, but they are all in the church yarcl. ; ' A sigh and the dew of a tear gave impressiveness to the painful remark, and without further parley the bargain was do. sed. Her little flock were waiting for ,her in the church ?yard, round the corner, and were delighted to hear that she had found a ; snug house so Speedily. The landlord. says he shall never trust a woman in black after this.; tinny Fern says "if one:half' of the girls knew the previous life of the men they mar ry, the list of old maids would be wonderful ly increased." If the men knew what their future lives were to be, wouluta' t it increase the list ur old maids still further ? There is a world of joy"shut up in that little wird, saved ! how many a. dawn of rich and a golden beauty for the soul has it ushured in, after a gloomy night of deferred hope and anxious watching I It is always a sweet w.ord to hear—a sweeter, word to speak. So full'of happy music %rhea the lips utter it—so full of happier rneanin... w en . e ear ee 5 it. to voice never breathes it, but the face becomes radiant with joy, and the eye sparkles with delight. Every chord of the heart vibrates with inex pressible pleasure, as its music falls upon the ear long waiting-. in anxious expectation. It has a history efts own,: written in the mingled experience of sorrow and joy of many a soul. Few there are who have not uttered it in more or less meaning, through whose soul has it not sent a thrill of delight, filling it too, full for' utterance. Sound it out in the at - Meese of - night, and some oar: - ing heart will take it up, and send it joyfully and darkness. Whisper it ever,so softly, and there will be some soul that cannot contain itself for every' joy. It is.the avenue through which the soul breathes out its overflowing gratitude. Its. whole expression is that of thankfulness. Saved ! and from what I Ah 1 from a life of intemperance, of misery, of crime ; of degradation, of shame, of infamy, and from death. if you haire known, kind reader, what it is to, have had the dear object of your -heart's best affection snatched from any of: those calamities, you have_ found no_ word 1 0 SUITCO 6r your that would soitly express the outgushing thankfulness of your heart, as the little word----;Savel 1 • Mrs. 'lroning was a poor willow with four children, of whom Richard, the eldest, was eight. years old. , She could only lift up her heart . to God, and this she did in earnest prayer, for she believed in his love and his power o save. At the close of her prayer, Richard said to her : "Mother does not the Bible say that God sent ravens to a man to bring him bread ?" "Yes, mp child ; but that was a long time "%Veil," said Richard, "God cam send us some ravens with bread now. going to open the door,-or they can't get iu ;" and jumping up he ran to the door and threw it open, ao that the candle shone out into the street. A few minutes after the village magistrate came . passing by, 'and casting a glance through the open door, he was charmed by the appearance of a pretty group within.— He could not refrain from entering, and said to M rs. Vanlue; "My good lady, how hap pens it that your door is wide open at th's hour in the evening." "It is my little Richard that has opened the door, so that the ravens, he says, may come in and bring us some bread." Now the magistrate was actually dressed in black from bead to foot "Ah, indeed," said he, laughing, "Rich ard is 'right. His raven has come, and a. big ooe, too. Come,,Riehard, _Frill show you where the bread is." [le took the little boy with him, to the grocer's, filled a basket with provisiouS, and sent him home with it., Riehard,•you may be sure, hurried home as fast as he could. When they had finished their meal, Rich ard again went to the door, took off his cap, and looking up into the sky, said, "Thank you, my dear Father in Heaven;" after which he came in and closed the door. In a recent article on "The Future of Sla- ' very," the Pittsburg Post says : We feel satisfied that the future peace of this now distracted and bleeding country re quires the total extinction of Slavery among us. We do not allude to its eradication this year or next; or whether it shall disappear in this generation of in the next; our idea is 'lit ,at some fixed peri - o - d, is necessary for the future peace of the Re public. it must be removed from the area of politics, or pretending philanthroi3hists and scheaming demagogues will use it, not for the knefit of_the_slav_e,_b_ut_for_their_own. aggrandizement. Could the effects of the commotion occasioned by the incessant agi• tation alluded to, be confined to those whO riot in it, we could afford to let the •teru, pest rage. Unfortunately, however, this is not the ease. We all suffer alike. But there is a rainbow of prornise.shining through the gloom. One of the results of the present re , bellion will be the weakening, or perhaps destruction of one of its causes, Slavery in the South. With that will follow the death of abolition among ourselves. Then after the terrible experience of the present times,' our country will be re-created, and increased civilization, on its luminous wings, will spread its blessings upon a regenerated' Re public, destined to be the greatest nation up on which the sun has yet shone. IA shcool-boy down East, who was, noted atriong his playfellows for his . frolics with the girls, was reading aloud in the Old Tes. tament, when cowing to the phrase 4 inaking waste places glad; he was asked what it meant. The youngster paused scratched his head—but gave no answer, when up jumped a more precocious urchin and cried out, "I know What it means, master. It means !mg.: ging the gals; for' om Ross is nllers hug. '' oin"em around the NV aistr, and it makes 'em glad as can be." A person complained to Dr. Franklin of hav;ng been insulted by one who called hint a scoundrel. "Alt," replied the what did you call him?" "Why," said he, "I called him a scoundrel; too." "Wi:ll," resumed Franklin; "I. piosume you are Loth gentlemen of yemzity, and as the ace.innt seems balanced between you, each shoal I re gard it as a receipt in full." Saved; The Open Door 91.00 Perl'irera.r.., H tr'M 0 R I,T are woolen hwe like a eattle•grow• er's sheds ? lieeause they serve to protect the. colv,ps from k..2.ip0:4 are. Lord Nubury riding' in the coach of his friend Purnell, ellanend t'..) pass a gallows "Where would you be Purnell, if every an-1184-11-is-ttue: 2 2---- "Alone in iny n'arringe," me, the reply. Of devil horn, To treason wed, A titiog of •cure, Thou Copperhead 1.. A "Taver»-Icceper in Lancashire has in scribed over his door, instead 0 . the usual pictorial notification. •t.lly sign's in the, cellar." .11. min who lives opposite says that folks who go into that eolith- almost always Lai/quilt the signs tFercol Tar Thumb retires upon a (palter will ion, It is sometimes easier to, make a ibr I tune by littleness than by greatness. A grave subject fur a debating club—lt a man had a grizzly bear by the tail Atiuld be policy to hold fast or let go?` The stal)il ity of the Union deponiis upon the i;:site "I was," said a reverend gentleman, at tending divine ,service in Norfolk, several years ago, 'during a season of excitement.— While the officiating clergyman was in the midst of a most interesting dicussion, an old lady among the congregation arope and clap ped her hands.and' exclaimed : "Merciful Father, if I had one more feath er in my wing of faith I would fly to glory."! The worthy gentleman thus intetrupted im mediately replied. "Good Lord, stick it in and let her go : she's 1).0, a trouble here." That quieted the old lady. John 'Wesley, the f . o - u - n e cler of Methodism, when one day riding through the country, was Balated by a fellow who was lying in a "Halloo, Father Wesley, Du gla'd to see you. How do you do?" • "I don't know yuu," said 2clr. W., mining up his horse. "Who are your "Don't know me ! Why, sir, you are the very man who Converted me?" "I reckon I ani,"said Mr. Wesley ; put ting spurs to his horse, "at least one thing is oviduct—the Lord had" nothing to do a bout it." A justice - of tlre peace, in Ohio, has adopt ed a novel mode of putting the test to all persons who are being brought before him under charge of having taken too much stim ulus: lie has procured a long mu row plank, which is elevated from the ground by means of a brick at each end. This the accused is wade to walk—or rather to attempt to walk: if he succeeds, he is at once discharged, and the constable saddled with costs; but if he falls off, it is taken as prima facie evidence against him, and the sentence of the law is forthwith pronounced. A JOKE FOR TUB lthotr.s.—The editor of a paper in Providence, lately informed his readers that the ladies al*ttys pulled off the left stocking last. This, as 'may• be suppos ed created some stir among his fair readers, and while in positive terms they denied the statement,.they at the same time declared that he had no busicers to know it, even if such was the fact, and pronounced him no gentleman. Ile proves it, however - by a short argument. "Who» 'one stocking is pulled off and another lett, on, pulling off this is taking the left stocking off last," G4IINING STILENGTIL-A studeritin one of our State colleges was charged by the Fac ulty with having had a barrel of ale depos ited in his room, contrary, of course, to rule and usage. lie received a summons to 'ap pear before the President, who said "Sir, am informed flair you-bare-a-bar rel of ale in you room." •"Yes, sir." _ "Well, what explanation can you make ?" "Why, the fact is, sir, my physician adVi sod me tostry a little ale each day as a tonic, and - not wishing to stop at various pla ces where the beverage is retailed, I conch/ ded to have a barrel taken to 'my room." "Indeed! have you derived any benefit from it ?". • "Ah ! yes sir. When the barrel was first taken to my room, two weeks since I could scarcely lift it. Now f can carry it with.the greatest ease!! To lIA - vE A Goon MEMORY.—Thero re mains a rule which is perhaps the' most 'im portant of all, and that is embodied in the old prayer for "a sound mind in a sound body." In .vain shall we look for vigorous umniories if our bodily systems are deranged; in vain expect to draw a shining blade from a damp and rusty scabbard. Early rising is as great assistant to good powers of recollec tiodas can possibly be imagined. Temper ance, strict tomporanee, both in eating and drinking, are positive necessities, if we would have our memories in good working order; and the excessive use of tobacco is, I feel sure, decidedly prejudicial. The memory, like much other'mental ma chinery, depends more on the stomach -- than we are generally willing -to allow. From dyspepsia proceed what we vulgarly term "thick headedness," indistinctness, unwilling ness to work, and inability to do so, ev • were we willing: • Those, who wo ave their memories powerful and active, must be "temperate in all -things," and rise with the larks, those "yfouglimen's. clocks." as our great Shakespeare terins Omit. So far for natural- aid to memory. C.LIANcE.—.IKhat can. be wore foolish than to think that all , this. rare fabric, of ;beaker* and Carib 'eciutri, come by chance; when all the skill of art ia.uot able to wake au oygter. HIMMI
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