' INschT. ' ” ' On the river of life, as I float along, I see with the spirits sight That many a nauseous weed of wrong Has root in a seed of right. For evil is good that has gone astray, And sorrOw is only blindness, And the World is always under the sway Of a changeless law of kindness. The commonest error a truth can make Is shouting its sweet voice hoarse, And sin is only the soul’s mistake In misdirecting its force. And love, the fairest of all fair things That ever to men descended, Grows rank with nettles and poisonous things Unless it is watched, and tended. There could not be anything better than this Old world in the way it began. And though some matters have gone amiss From the great original plan, And however dark the skies may appear. And however souls may blunder. I tell you it will work out clear, For good lies over and under. —Ella Wheeler Wilcox LADDY’S LOGGING. Old Peachblow had told Laddy all about it, over and over again, and so the fault was partly his. Now the logging team was just ready to start for the woods with supplies, and Laddy’s father, who owned the drive, had gone up with Laddy’s mother, whoneed— ed a somewhat unusual outing. And when Ladd y had seen the prancing black horses shaking off showers of bell tones, he had begged hard to go, and harder still when he heard there was a hatchet and knife in the sleigh, and saw his father examining his re‘ volver‘s, there being a rumor of wolves on , the way, although a probeny baseless rumor. But Laddy’s entreaties had been promptly silenced, and he had been told that it was out of the question; he must stay and attend to his lessons if he wanted to go to Bowdoin year after next. ‘ W ell, he didn’t want to go to Bowdoin. He wanted to go to the logging camp. Year after next was a great way off; the woods, the life there, the stories, the games, the hunt- ing for bears, the gathering of gum, the creaking of logs in the snow, the deer hunt, the escape from the panther or the gaunt gray wolf, the coming down with the drive in the spring, the jam of the logs at the falls, with the raftsmen skipping round upon them lightly as Mercury in his mythology, han- dling them with long hooks and springing for dear life as one dexterous thrust loosened the whole mass and Sent them rolling and plunging and shooting over the cataract—all that was close at hand. And Laddy, as he thought of it, was bound to be a lumberman, and was heard to sing some dreadful and un- intelligible rhyme to himself about being a logger boy by the jingoes or die. “You are one now,” said his sister Anne. “Father’s a logger. That makes you a log— ger boy.” , “I don’t want to be that kind, and sit in a counting room. I want to come down on the drive and shoot the rapids, and bring home a caribou’s horns and a catamount’s pelt.” . He had resolved to run away, just ahead of the supply team, and oblige the men to take him on later and go to join the logging camp after all and in spite of everybody. As he looked up at the window there stood his aunt Mabel, with the baby in her arms, patting the pane with her rosy little palms, and pres— ently he heard Anne practicing her music at the piano, the spinning song, with the whir of~the wheel, the beat of the treadle, the song of the spinning girl and the rustle of leaves outside, the hum of bees, and stir of wind, and twitter of birds in the branches through it all. And that was the last he heard and the last he saw of home; for he put on his reefer hanging in the back entry, pulled his sealskin cap down over his ears, hung his skates on his arm, and, with his hands buried in his pockets, went down the field 'to take a short cut and get a. start of the team. Laddy felt himself very ill used. There he was, kept at his books, with a woman to teach him, too, with nobody but a girl to share his sports, and obliged to look forward to a life of study, when he wanted to be using his muscles; to be shooting and trapping, fol- lowingdeer, snaring small game! It was very short sighted and a great injustice on his father’s part, he reasoned; audhe Couldn’t see what his mother could be thinking of, and he was very indignant indeed with his Aunt Mabel, who had insisted on those horrid rules in the subjunctive; and as for Anne, she could chop all the Latin she wished—he preferred to chop wood! And so nursing his wrath he went walking, running and skipping along. When he reached the highway he got alift of several miles clinging to the runners of asurveying party’s cutter; had a bowl of bread and milk at a shanty by the' wayside, for which he paid all the pennies in his pocket. He wondered why the logging team did not come along. Had he made a mistake, and was it tO—morrow noon they had been going to start? Old Peachblow had certainly told him they would be off within the hour, they were only wait- ing then for Diana to put up the cold beef and bottle the coffee 'for them, and to have a little chafiing, very likely,'with her and Susan. He expected to hear the bells every moment. How surprised his father would be when he saw him come riding into the camp with Old Peachblow and J o! How angry, too, per— haps, at first. If ever any one was glad it was Laddy, when he heard ,a far ‘ofl‘ tinkle and presently a peal of sledge bells and stood ' still to receive the supply team, with Old Peachblow and Jo, and to feel his heart well at their surprised exclamation. “Well, he’s a chap of speerit, I vum l” cried Old Peach- blow, when the little fellow stood in the path and halted the horses. “I d’no’s we got any- , thin’ ter du but ter take him on, but I guess we’ll cure him l” “01’ man’ll be mad,” sug- gested JO—Laddy’s father wearing that ap- pellation on account of his mastership, not on account of his forty years, certainly. "Can’t leave the boy here in this woody place and night coming on, if he is. Pretty kettle of fish! Up withye, youngster!” And tucked under a lot of - horse blankets on top of the load Ladd y knew but little more til! late the next day, when he found they were still jogging on, having a vague, delightful memory of a. misty scene of swinging lan- terns aud shouting voices as they changed horses in the middle of the night at the half- way house, feeling a little stiff and sore, stretching himself and getting down to walk a bit and limber up with Old Peachblow, and then finding the cold beef and biscuit and bottled coffee as goodas nectar and ambrosia. So they plodded on through the day, with a bite here and a sup there, and they stopped at dusk in a sheltered spot, where they were to camp for the night in a rude but left there for the logging parties. “Well. This is great,” said Laddy, stand~ ing with his legs far apart in front of the fire that Old Peachblow had snapping outside and sending up clouds of sparks, and where the old fellow was cooking some squirrels he had shot. And when, after a delicious re- past, Laddy went to sleep on a pile of heme lock boughs, covered with another pile, he' seemed to be on the brink of surprising 021' periences, and when he waked, in the firsfi glow of a red sunrise through the chinks, h'd ' felt as if he had been floating ‘on a cloud in‘ the upper sky. ' Laddy lost no time in making himself familiar with his new surroundings. the lonz. .r r low house Of loga'vvithtfie bunks inside; the deacon seat, where so many good stories little cook busied himself frying a barrel of doughnuts at a time. “How do you like life here?" said he to the cook, somewhat patron- izingly. “First rate,” was the reply of the mono- syllabic potentate, dropping his dough into the fat. ‘ ' “Hunting parties?" “Game every evening,” glancing at vari- bus discolored packs of cards. » Laddy did not see the glance. His eyes sparkled. “Ever see a catamountl” he asked. breathlessly. . “Crying round the camp soon’s it’s dark”, “Really?” with his eyes opening wider. “Way they hev. Cry like a child ter toll the men Out.” “Do they ever go?” “Who?” “Why, the men I" wishing this ohe were more communicative. “What ’d they go for? pieces?" Laddy looked at him a moment, trying to extract what might be a kernel of truth from the chaff. “Can I have a doughnut?” he asked then. _ “All you want." And, helping himself to that ,very solid reality, he went out to investi- gate the oxen, the logging roads, the great frozen lake upon which .the logs Were hauled to be all afloat and ready with the breaking up 'of the ice in the spring. And then, in less than no time, he had his skates on andtwas out careerin g over that crystal glare of ice, making “figgery eights,” cutting his name with his heel, doing the outside roll and speeding away over the long reaches among the islands with which the great lake was sprinkled. It was light much longer out on the open ice than in the dim aisles of the woody places; andydelighted and exhilarated with the glow of his swift motion, Laddy did not think anything about time till he saw large snow flakes dancing all about him, when he turned and found that the light was only that of a. gray gloaming, and a. chill, damp wind. was blowing in his face with a snow storm on its wings. However, there would be no trouble about skating back, and he went flying against the wind, when all at once the screw of one of his skates snapped and sent him tumbling headlong, rolling over and over. When he had picked himself up and adjusted the skate again he could not tell in what direction he had been going, up or down, along or across the lake. The shores all looked alike. There were no lights of the camp, whether hidden by the islands or the project- ing shores, and try as he might to find the track of his skates he could not, either for the dim light or the snow that had covered and was covering it. The gloom was deepen- ing, too. When he had skated a mile and still saw no lights of the camp, he was sure he had been turned about, and he reversed his motion and went in the other direction. But still there were no lights—not a twinkle anywhere, and when he hallooed no answer came but a far off echo. - Well, this would never do, he said; some one of all these logging paths would lead to camp, of course. And he took ofl? his skates Ter be torn ter ‘ and climbed the shore and went trudging and whistling along. But still no lights. Well, hadn’t the camp been on the edge of the lake? He would wind along the edge, then, and sooner or later he must come to it. Alas! it began to seem as if it would be later, much later, rather than soon. And now it was more than dusky among the trees; he had lost the broad gleam of the lake; he had lost the main logging path along the shore; he did not know which one of all the dim openings was the right one; the snow was bewildering; it was already dark—and he was lost himself. He sat down on a fallen log; the snow was whirling and floating andfalling round him. Now and again a soft bough swept low and touched his cheek in a sort of cold caress. He thought he would lie down under the lee of the log and stay all night, he was so tired. He sat down there and leaned against the tree. Nothing was of any use. In spite of himself the tears spurted forth. He was lost in the woods. He was going to freeze and die here._ He was going to be buried in the snow. He should never see his darling mother again. Oh, if he had only taken the baby up when she reached her hands to him the other morning! ' ‘ No; he should never see them again. It was all up with him. He had been a wicked boy; he must take what came. But how they all must feel; oh, how badly they would feel! Annie would cry fit to break her heart. His father would forgive him, - but he would declare he never could forgive him- self, and he would be pursued by the sorrow of it all his life. And his dear, dear, dear mother—the image of her pale, sweet face ' was too much for him, and he was crying himself with all his might. And then, weal-led outfand wondering if he should go to heaven, or where, and if it was very hard ,to die—and sending up now a prayer for his safety, and nowa prayer that they might not feel too badly at home, all at once, he was sound asleep, and the great hemlock tree was bending down its branches heavy with snow about him, and sheltering in its kind embrace the poor, lost, lonely little fellow. When at last, roused by the commotion about him, the cry of voices, the blast of horns, the flash of lanterns, Laddy sleepily opened his eyes again, he might, indeed, have thought it was heaven, with some great light glowing on an angel’s face, only he knew he deserved nothing of that sort. 2 In another moment he saw that it was his mother, and without asking how she came there he had thrown himself into her arms. ' ‘ The facts in the case were that when Laddy had not returned to the camp, there had been an alarm given and the whole body of men. had gone out in search parties after him and Old Peachblow. It was one of these parties, paSsing in the distance, that had brought him back from his instant’s dream of the wild ladies an hour or so before. And his mother -driving down from the upper camp, with'a jingle of ,bells and flashing of sleigh lamps, just as a group of the men had paused, won- dering‘at this place not far from the way- side, where for a circle of some dozen yards in diamet r the snow was pretty well trodden down roui d the old pOstoffice tree, the very circle wh re 'poor Laddy had done , his tramping hisfather had stopped and come; to see w: t was the cause of the excite- ment: or d his mother had presently fol- lowed mi had seen him in beneath the great hemlock boughs first of all. Oh, how sweet and; dear his mother was! How warm her arms Were—her face like some lovely, bright, cold flower! Could it be possible— was he found—was he going to see his dear home once more, and Anne and the baby? His heart beat in his throat with joy. He felt like neeling down in the snow and thanking the great Power that, had spared him. d he never noticed the big pea' jacket th had been spread over him, and from wh ch Old Peachblow was shaking the‘ —— 11 go. to Bowdoin, father 1" stam-' “You may punish me—I ought to be punished. “I’ll—I’ll learn the' lines of t e Greek ships by heart, too. I’ll—- I’ll go to l owdoin—only just let me go home, rst. ’ Inhe’s cured,” muttered Old Peach- blow to Mr. Earl, handing up the reins.- Harriet [Prescott Spoflord in New York World. were told; the huge fire, where the sturdy coming up the stairs. The Freaks Spoiled nu Appetite. He was a tall old man, with sparsely set- tled whiskers that afforded ample playground for the wind, and he glided into a Fourteenth street restaurant as though he had come straight from the Grand Central station and was still a little dazed by the crowd and the noise. He selected a seat, ordered an oyster stew, and as he quietly awaited its coming the door opened and a man of enormous height strolled in. The old man looked at the newcomer, in complete amazement. He took in the copious proportions from sole to crown, and, leaning over, whispered: “Waiter.” (fsahgfl “I calc’late that man is seven foot high.” “Eight, sah.” - “Gosh. 71 - “Eight foot one, sah. Here‘s yer stew.” The old man had scarcely begun work upon his luncheon when a little creature not three feet high, but wearing a heavy mustache and plenty of jewelry, walked down the room, climbed into a chair and ordered chops. The stew was neglected. With mouth open and eyes fairly bobbing out with wonder the old man studied his new neighbor. Afilength the demands of the inner man were too clamorous to withstand, and the owner of the stew be gan the work of stowing it away. He had scarcely devoured two oysters, however, when there was another arrival. A middle sized man . came in. . He. had a countenance com- pletely devoid-Of expression, hair and mus- tache as white as snow, and pink eyes. A look of horror came over the old man’s face, and his spoon fell into the stew with a splash. “Geewhittaker!” he exclaimed. “If the people of this New York is monstrosities like these, I calc’late I can’t get back to Sodus Point quick enough,” and before cashier or waiters could stir the old man shot out of the door into Fourteenth street, leaving one mit- ten aud the oyster stew mute evidences of his ' hasty departure. “Jerry,” said the cashier, with much an- noyance, to a waiter, “go in and tell that museum feller next door that this business is getting all broke up, and we can’t serve no more lunches to them freaks."———New York Tribune. Fear of llIice. There is something peculiar about this dread human beings have for rats and mice. Professor Johnson, who occupies the ch air of natural history in the university of Wash- ington, will eat snakes, eels, snails, grasshop— pers, and has frequently tasted devil fish, owls, and other mysterious bugs and animals. He is an expert taxidermist and has pre- pared specimens of all kinds for a number of the best collections in this country, but he al- ways draws the line at rats and mice. He can’t stand their presence, dead or alive, and a cold, creepy feeling goes over him when- ever he sees one on the street. On the other hand, Mrs. Johnson cannot bear the presence of some of the professor’s snakes and snails, but she is not at all afraid of mice. One night the professor woke up and detected a series of little noises, just as if a mouse was jumping, jumping, from one step to another and gradually getting near the top of the stairs. “Mary,” said he, “Mary, there’s a. mouse Hear- him!” And so Mrs. Johnson got up, and while the professor held the lamp at the head of the stairs she went down and killed the fright: ened little mouse. ,. On another occasion the professor had re- turned from a long, fatiguing hunt after specimens, and was sleeping at the rate of about sixty miles an hour, when Mrs. J ohn- son nudged him in the ribs and said: “O. B., wake up! Wake up, 0. B., but don’t you holler.” “Well, what’s the matter now? Do you think a burglar will carry off our cook stove?” “No, dear, no, it isn’t a burglar. Just wake up, but-don’t holler. There’sa mouse on the bed.” ' ’ “A mouse! _ Wow!” , And with that the bed clothes went one way and the professor 'went the other. It took about five minutes to annihilate that mouse and get the professor quieted down , again—Seattle Press. >- The hionkey with a llIirror. Visitors to the zoological garden have taken special notice of a pretty little African mon- key with atremendously long tail, and an interesting little, shriveled up pink face. Some one presented him' with a piece of mirror. It was the apple of his eye and the prize of his collection. His little storehouse contained a couple of chestnuts, some spare peanuts, two or three bright pebbles and the . mirror. This little strip, hardly two inches square, he would hold and admire by the hour. He never tired of trying to solve the mystery of that other monkey which he saw in the glass. Not being quarrelsome, he never tried to fight the strange monkey, but 'Was always trying to coax him out to play. It wouldn’t work. One day the ‘sun shone down through the glass skylight and struck the mirror. It cast a bright, burning beam right into the mon- key’s eye and nearly blinded him. Here was another immense problem to wrestle with. After a few minutes he found that by turning the looking glass in adifi'ercnt direction he could make the bright ray dance over the walls and into the other cages. Ha! that was funny. A cockatoo was across the aisle, and one of the rays struck him in the eye. He blinked and ruffled his feathers. Th3 monkey saw it, and said to himself as plainly as possi- ‘ ble: .. “W'onder if old cockey doesn’t like it?” He got the focus- again, and the cockatoo ducked and'squawked. Again he focused the bird, and the bird jumped. Up, down, sideways and across, he pursued the bird with that blinding ray, _while the latter screamed and beat his wings and rattled the cage in a whirlwind of rage. But it was useless. The ray and monkey were inexorable, and not until a convenient cloud obscured the sun did the monkey cease its persecutions—Washington qut. i The Enterprising Parisians. There are many queer trades in Paris. One of the oddest is that of “painter of tur- keys’ legs.” This artistis known only to the poultry dealing fraternity, and is a highly useful member of the community. By his artistic skill he enables the trader to palm olf a bird of patriarchal age, with a certain . vague romance as to the date of its decease, upon a misguided housewife, or even upon an experienced buyer, who has learned to judge aturkey after the manner of cookery book writers. Turkeys, when freshly killed, have shiny black legs and claws, but as the day of their death becomes more or less a matter of ancient history their lower extremities as- sume a slaty, dingy gray color. Old turkeys, too, have long claws and horny looking beaks, which the ingenious artist pares and varnishes. The artist goes round to his cus- tomers three 'or four times a week, paints the feet of the birds with his solution (which was sold as a trade secret to the present owner for £40), carefully pares the nails and beak, and there you have a turkey that will fetch half as- much again. It is only during'the desperate struggle with the ancient beast that ensues at dinner time that you realize how fraudulent are its pretensions to juven- ility.-—Philadelphia Times. AN $8,000 HOUSE. Plan and View of a Handsome Two Story ' Brick House. This is from Artistic Houses, published by the National Building Plan association, Dec troit, Mich.: Brick or stone foundation, cut stone trim- mings, slate roof; principal apartments fin- ished with hard wood, oil finish, inside blinds, etc. Height of stories—first, 10 feet 6 inches; second, 10 feet. Cellar, firfeet 6 inches. First story contains vestibule, 4x7; reception hall ,, . Sittin Room. ‘1 Klthie Veranda. Reception ,Rarlor. Halt. ‘ Dlnlhg ‘ Room. veranda. GROUND FLOOR. (with fireplace), 11.6x14; parlor (with fire- place), 14x15; sitting room, 14x14.6; dining room (with fireplace), 15x16.6; kitchen, 13x14; pantry, 4x12; china closet, 4x4; front and back stairs. Toilet roOm under front stairs. Second story contains hall, 13x15; chamber Chamber. \ ' Bath fibom Hell. Chamber. Cl. Chamber. SECOND STORY. , (with fireplace), 14x15; chamber, 14x14; chamber, 10x14; chamber, 13x15; closet off each chamber; bathroom, 71:11.6. Estimated cost of building, $8,000. A COLONIAL COTTAGE. Deéign for a Handsome but Inexpensive ' Six Room House. . The houSc here illustrated, it will be seen, contains six good sized rooms, besides awood- shed, two alcoves and plenty of closet room. It is of tasteful appearance, and it is stated 1:59;. ~:.-.—.-.- . ‘ - ‘-‘ )ll‘“ “ - ..\" n-‘éfgullhfdy-lr: .- a? ., __ .-.. ......... VIEW. in Artistic Homes, published by the National Building Plan association, Detroit, Mich., from which the plans are taken by permission, that it can be built for $1,500. Here is the description, the house being frame, of course, or stone foundations: Height of with brick ,. .m u LIVING Room, GROUNDFLOOR. stories in tlie:clear—first, 9 feet 6 inches; second, 8 feet. Cellar, 6 feet 6 inches. Pine finish. First story contains parlor (with fire- place), 14x14; Halllfi-Tfeet 6 inches square; living room, ' Hill}; kitchen, 10x12; pantry, 3. 6x6; woodshed, 7x18. Second story, cham- P, , "-Ismconn STORY. ber,‘ 14x14, with alcove of! 7x9; chamber, 9x10: chamber, 10:11.0, with alcove 4x9. Closet 03 each chamber. Professor Salcher, of London, has been ex- perimenting in photographing currents of ‘I air. He finds that in letting a stream of - air escape from a pressure of nineteen atmos- pheres, across a small openingon which the camera i8.focused,-some very curious figures are formed, varying with the swiftness of the current. . SOUTH NORWALK . . O NORWALK GAZETTE, WEDNESDAY MARCH 12. 1890 R . B. ORA'UFURD, Investment, Real Estate and Insurance, ROOM 2, MASONIC BUILDING. Wm. Loch/wood, Real Estate, Insurance and Investment Securities. MONEY To LOANq Insurance Placed in First-Class Companies Office—Cor. MAIN & \VALL STS.. NORWALK 1y 13 DENTISTRY! Everything in Dentistry, and Everything ' Fully Werrmted; w. n. BALDWIN, D. D. a, 68 Wall St., Norwalk, Ct. J. BELDEN HURI.BUTT. _ Attorney and Counselor at Law, Room No. 4, Up Stairs. GAZETTE BUILDING, NORWALK, CONN. ALEX. S. GIBSON, Organist of l “Congregational Church , Waterbury, ' Teacher of Pianoforte, Organ and Musical Composition, Lock Box 39 P 0..NORWALK.CONN. MR. c. F. DANIELS, I V STRUCTOR UPON THE PIANO-FORTE All]! ORGAN. 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Telephone Communication with Residence FURNITURE A Full Stock of Furniture of all kinds- PARLBB AND BEDROOMSETS a specialty. DAVID STOW, Main Street opp. Depot SOUTH NORWALK, CONN GENERAL MARKET Meat, Fish, Vegetables, &c. LOCKWOOD it LOCKWOOD. MAIN STREET. All kinds of the best qualities of Meats, Fish, Clams, Vegetables, etc., are kept constantly on hand, and will be solo by us as low as can be pro— ‘curedat any market in Norwalk. We intend t prove to our customers that we deserve their patronage by fair and generous dealing. 1v40 LOCKWOOD «is LOCKWOOD. J. 0. NE WKIRK, ... DENTIST. Dentistry performed in all branches, Gold and Porcelain Crowns inserted. Gas administered for the painless extracting of teeth. omce at residence. Lewis Street near Con- gregational church. Norwalk ly37p PORTRAITS -—1N— ‘ OIL. PASTEL or. CRAYON Elegant work, at lowest Prices, by E. T. WHITNEY, Formerly of Norwalk. Leave orders at Art De- partment of BOSTON STORE, 2d Floor, Ner- walk, Conn. 36 FOR KEEPING CIDER SWEET ANTIFEFIJISIENTINE. ONLY 30 CENTS A PACKAGE. . , AT IIALE’S DRUG STORE. SeWing Machines. OF every kind and make. repaired, cleaned and guaranteed. All orders left at Spencer’s Jewelry Store, W111 receive prompt attention. 4op$6 C. J. GRUMAN. HENRY TILLY CARRIAGE MAKER, CONN Manufacturer of Familytarriagos, Violor1as,Buuoios to. All Kinds—(Faepairing. ATENTS i G" n, BYING'I'ON! Wham“! ,D' - C' , w vans m u- 8- tulle lo Inventors Mailed Free. PATENT OFFICE. ~ . D E . 3 g ' , LiJ , - o .«immmnoo W ' E a in-onereadinci Tasmania'mm I <' a M- “has m... new 5 D Amman AmeYoi-t: ouoouoo Bolououloulou Carriage aol Wooou Bulllloo and Repairing, Paiuuoo, Trimming, &C., &C., 860. THE subscriber having purchased the entire establishment known as Rockwell’s Shop, in the rear of George S. Gregory’s Livery Stable, will continue the business there of General Blacksmith Work, Wagon, Car- riage, Sleigh, &c., building, repairing, painting, trimming, &c., _ in addition to his established HORSE SHOEING business at. the old stand. lapGoon WORK, FAIR PRICES, PROMPT- mass AND FAIR DEALING GUARANTEED and a share of the public patronage respectfully solicited . 3m44. CHARLES E. MILLER. Norwalk ~:~ Gazette JoB PRINTING ESTABLISHMENT. Wedding Cards, Posters, . Visiting Cards, Handbills, Business Cards, Programmes, Fancy Show. Cards, Dodgers, Ball Cards . Billheads, Statements, Circulars. T88 Cards, ’ Receipts, Town and Probate Records, Letter Headings , Books and Pamphlets, Note Headings, Hotel Registers. Milk Tickets. Printed in the Neatest Styles aid at the Lowest- Pr ces.
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