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The Worst Penalty of Evil-Doing Is to Grow Into Likeness with iKe Bad
l This-Day in Our History, :: .
THIS is the anniversary of the battle of Chickamauga in
18C3, when General Thomas, by holding the. centre of
the Union Ime. prevented General Bragg from defeating
General FTosecrans. Thomas saved the day here in the
same way he did at the battle of Afurfrecsboro.
. . The New Star in Aquila.
THE new star that suddenly blazed up in the constellation
Aquila about the time or the solar eclipse last June is
still visible to the naked eye, but in two months it has lost
at least 90-100ths of the light is started with. It is on the
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The Wolves of New York
. A STORY OP LOVE AND MYSTERY
Detective Promises Lilian That
Children Shall Be Returned to
Her Unharmed.
I The detrrtK glanced i-oaipa-felonatelv
at Lilian, who had bicn
paying small herd to his latt words.
Khe wai evidently in state or ncr
ous excitement, moving restlessly
Trom place to pldcc, glancing at the
flock and muttering lo herself. She
jras eagrrlv awaiting the arrhal of
rrcth Intelligent c and could not
prooK dela.,
- j "Believe in-. Mr? Wllhjtl.jhbj'."
he said, "that it niisht be ratal to
art hurriedly I ran understand -i-nur
agitation and svmpnthlre with
l But Hie rhildren will be
brought safely home lo ou I ill
itaKe mt reputation upon it "
Lilian smiled fainllv and Bank in
ji a a chair "You murt forgive,
me the said. "It Is not as if the
children were ni own but all the
smc I feel a terrible responsibility
iipon my Ehoulders for their i-afcty
hardly know the poor little miles.
illt .they were put in m tliargr
bj Mr von Geldenstcin. and I am
adebted to him very much."
I "We shall hear more about them
fry soon." said Swan, consoling
ly as he could. "We must Rive
lolman time to get here, and then
Je will concert a plan. It will all
ork in with the steps we want
i take for the protection of Mrs.
orradale Everything points to
le same end. a decisive blow
truck at this devil in human form.
Valenski. With that we ehall re
i iver the lost children, bring; as
i stance. I hope to Mr. Fleetwood,
khom I believe also to be in his
i mds, and perhaps put an end, once
a. id forever, to the Borradale Curse,
i, little patience, Mrs. Willoughby;
4 little patience."
(Lilian folded her hands resignedly,
ft know that you are right." she
Hid. "but it is hard, nevertheless, to
ife patient. I wish this friend of
rburs will come."
'Swan glanced from the window,
lit Is a Ions way from the Poison
House to this place." he said. "We
ijust give him. a little longer. Tou
ilked." turning to Guy, "how I
found out that there was any con-
iction between Valenski and the
torradales. I must tew you. ui
eurse. when, I ascertained the real
fturce of Miss Vassell's dancer, my
bslness In that direction came to
end.
I tU,..j,wj- Ikar, was T?alrilr4 In
ie considered, and his presence in
Vew Tork was a menace to the
tpuntry. I communicated my sus
picions to the police at headquar
ters, and the house which we have
darlstened the Foison House was
tlaced under special supervision.
Would you believe it? Nothing In
criminating; could be found. It was
ii If the occupants had somehow
teen warned. There was nothing;
against the opium business, there
ire many such In this t-ity, and this
nc was particularly well managed.
The Chinaman. Chang-Lin?, had
tjeadv ancrs for every question
fjit t. him The neighbors had no
amplaint to make. The house was
tne property of Dr. French, against
wjiom nothing; was known, and who
professed ignorance of the doing
4( his tenants. Neither could I at
t&at time urge anything against our
Aledical friend.
jl'Thc police next turned their at-
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lention to the man whom I had
asked them to shadow 1 wan non
plussed at the result. He was so
it appeared a certain Count von
Sclionheim. and a perfectly respec
table person, related. Indeed, to
some "f the best families of Aus
tria. There was nothing whatever
lo connect him with ant band of
gypsies or to suggest that he was
tra cling In any but his true name
I was laughed at. it was my old
fad come to the fore again: whv
tould I not ccae chaing shadows
and occupy myself with something
cry useful?
That was all I got from the po
lice. Yet I knew that I was right,
and that time would prove It I
just shrugged my shoulders, bore
inv disappointment with what,
equanimity I could muster, and de
rided to take no onClnto my con
fidence till I had -an undoubted,
case.
"In the meantime I occupied my
self with the Borradale Curse not,
of course, suspecting anv connec
tion between it and Valenski. I
found out all that we already know,
including, as Hocking will remem
ber, the depredations of the scoun
drel Pictro.
"I found a way by which I could
enter the grounds without being in
terfered with by old Luke, and I
used to wander freely about the old
place. I discovered the connection
between Manor and Grange, and by
a careful examination of the house
I realized that, even as the old
legend maintained, there was a
series of secret chambers without
apparent outlet, moreover, I felt
confident that these chambers were
Inhabited.
"One day I discovered & way,
evidently long disused, which led
into the subterranean passages that
stretch between the Borradale vault
and the Grange. I knew that such
passage existed, but this was the
flrst time that I had gained access
to it. As I descended I heard a
sound beneath me, and advanced,
therefore, with the greatest precau
tion. I had.a dark lantern, but, see
ing that there was a light burning
in front of me. I quickly closed the
shutter. Then 1 crawled on without
making the slightest noise.
"The passage; if it can be to
called in which I was ended In
the wall of the cellar which im
mediately adjoins the viult. Von
know the spot I mean, Mrs. WII
loughby; It is where the treasure
is kept, and it has a door at either
end. The one leading to the vault
was closed, the other was open.
Probably you never knew of the
existence of the passage by which
I had come; it ended in the wall,
above the level of a man's head,
and was probably looked upon as
a mere recess. It was, however,
an excellent spot for me; I could
see without being seen, and could
retreat quickly, in case of need, by
the way I had come
"There were three men In the cel
lar I recognized them all by tlfe
light of a lantern, which rested on
the floor beside them. Grimstead
and Valenski stood close togeth
er watching the work of the third
man who was digging. It was evi
dently their intention to bury a
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small coffer which they had
brought witli them, una ..nun I
concluded contained more treasure.
When the third man looked up from
his task 1 recognized in him my
friend Freidrlch Dietz. th'e gypsy.
"It is safest here. Valenski was
saying. 'It Is lucky that I was able
to get it all away from Austria.
The police curse them searched
the caetle from top to bottom, but
we were too smart for them."
" "Zorska will have a large treas
ure than he thinks of to guard."
laughed Grlm'tead. I could hear
their voices plainly.
"'Have you shut him up the
beast?' asked Valenski uneasily.
"Ycs he Is safe. Tweedledum
Is looking after him. and Tweedle
dum Is not as drunk a4 usual.'
"'That's all right. He turned to
Dletx. "Hurry up, you lazy rascal,
he cried roughly. I have to bo off.'
"There Is no reason whv you
should not go," said Grimstead.
Frledrlch can finish the work
alone. He must return to the
grange, for all the other doors are
closed I'll walk back with you.
If you like
"After a little argument lhl sug
gestion was accepted. Valenski
ar.d Grimstead took their departure,
and Deltz was left alone In the cel
lar He continued to shovel eafth
upon the casket mechanically,
which he had by now lowered lino
the ground.
(To be Continued Tomorrow)
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Advice to the Lovelorn
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
Blushing a Mark of Beauty.
DlHIt MISS I'AIHI'AX:
I am eighteen years old. and
when out In company or In my
place of business, I blush furi
ously. The least little thing sends
the blood to my face. It makes
me feel very uncomfortable, and
I could just sit down and cry, es
pecially when I am asked why
I blush so. My sister is troubled
In the same way. and we would
be greatly obliged if ou would
let us know if thre Is any hope.
MISERABLE.
A celebrated English duchess once
said: "They teach us to dance, oh,
if they could but teach us to blush,
though It cost us a guinea a glow."
So ou see your trouble would
not be regarded by every one In the
light of a misfortune. Blushing
denotes youth. Innocence, and all.
sorts of delightful things. Terhaps
the blushes of you and your sister
hae brought you a great deal of
admiration, which you arc too Inex
perienced to realize. The only I'ure.
as far as I know. Is poUe and suf
ficient contact with the world,
which will Iniure you more self
confidence Ion't be In loo great a
hurry to give up this charming at
tribute of girlhood.
An Anxious Friend.
liKMl MISS IWIRFAX-
I am twenlv and hae a girl
friend nineteen I am poor, while
she is well-to do. hut never lets
me feel the difference At present
there is a man ery much at
tached to her. but lie i unworthy
of her He i a mi"leiMn and ha
traeled nil oer the world, and
l likelv to he nut of a pmilinn
at ahy time Would it he proper
for me to tell mv girl friend thst
-he would he siunflrlng n good
ileal in marrying lilm"
rnvSTANT ItEAHKR
'.ills are ery seldom thankful
f..r this kind of advice, and. In
""art nothing so ftften hnFtdi a
marriage a the dNipprnvHl of
well meaning hut imprudent friend
If she asks jour advice, you would
fce JuMlfled ill giving It. or. ou
night tactfully Intimate jour feei
ng about the affair. How-eer. I
havi n't much en-ouriigement to
offer
Wants a Soldier's Address.
DEAR MISS rAIRPA.'C
I would h verv gral'ful If ynu
"iilil tell me if the-.e i any t
fir il to gel a si Mlrr' ediirr
wlii 1 now with our rm' In
I'rame We Iimwh'i een film fr
a er. and the last we heard of
Itiin he whs In ramp In New York
For personal reasons. 1 cannot
cle vii anv details, hut If It Is
onsMhle for ti. lo discover hlf
will rcllee
his
sister's aching
heart.
A KRIBXD.
Write to the War Department In
Washington, giving the young
man's name nnd the camp at which
he was stationed in New York. Also
give his company and any details
that Toil may know In regard to
bis connection with the service.
Wants to Be a Nurse.
DEAR MISS FAIRFAX:
I am a young girl of eighteen
and am dying to go to France ai
a Red Cross nurse to help our
boys. Mother does not wish me
to go. Won't you advise me what
to do and also where to go for
training? I". W. D.
Passports are not Issued by the
Government to girls under twenty
five to go to France. If you have
had a high school education o
Its equivalent, you could begin your
training at one of the hospitals
here.
Has
Not Answered
Her
Letter.
DEAR MISS FAIRFAX.
I have been going about with
a young man for about two ears.
We had a little falling out and he
joined the army. His mother gave
me his address, and I wrote. He
answered and we hae been writ
ing back and forth for about a
month, hut he did not answer my
last letter. Do you think I should
write again and ask what i the
matters? I love this man and am
heartbroken. A J.
Perhaps the soldier i sick, -or
again his letter mav hae been
Iot in the mails l should cer
tainly glie him another chance
Why "Doughboys"?
The lerni "doughboy,' as a niik
naine for the Atteri-en irifa.iirj
nmn I. a ei old one. dating back
to the Mexican war of IMS
In that vear the I'nited States
rezulir soldiers llrxt made a -nuaiiitnnce
with the homes, of nvid
ioloied. mndrlcd brick that are
t-eeu cvei )-w here; en imlai, in
New Mexico. Anion i and the
southern part of Ctllfornid
Theie bricks are railed by the
Mex'cana adobes (pronounced ""do
bles"). a term alio applied to the
ainnll. squat, flat-rooted nouses
built with them.
When the American Invaders en
tered what was then Mexican ter
ritory .he Infantrymen found these
dwellings- mostly deserted by their
panlc-strirku inhabitants -handy
as billets, and promptly occupied
tnem a. such. Rut the calvnr
men. who had to be near their
plikcted horses out on the np ll
prairie, were unable to stall them
sle of miiilar arcnnind"tii.n
I'aetlv in env and l t m c.nd
muured chaff, tin se . l-.i i-iened then
more furiunst i omrades "dnb.e
dodgers" nfler.iard iliorlened ti
"dohle." n good, round sounding
niikiiaine that was bound to sth k.
and which In course of time became
corrupted Inlo "doughbos "
whereabouts it
the humidity
todayr is the
itence you hear on
the street. "Oh, ain't
the humidity awful todayr' is the
slogan when city folks' meet. You
hear it up town and down near the
bay "Oh, ain't the humidity aw
ful todayr'
Humidity! Here In this Land of
the Free I wash off this languid
young jingle to thee. With sticky
persistence you moisten the air, the
theme of more gab than the war
Over There. The clerks In the
stores, the teamsters on drays, the
swarms at the shores and the
warms in cafes they speak, one
and all of the moist, clammy days
that last until Fall with Its frost
and Its hare.
Humidity! Talks who ignore you
are few, for cvm :he children speak
often of you. A tot five years old
will frequently say, "I think the
humidity's humid today."
We wonder why Dante, when
writing of Hades, the place where
they frv naughty men snd bad
ladies, forgot to refer to humidity
when he wrote of the heat down in
Satan's warm den. For surely that
place must bo shy on fresh air and
there must be a lot of humidity
there. But Dante somehow never
mentioned the stuff being certain,
perhaps, that we'd know soon
enough.
At our labor we sit and adroit
with a frown that the town of Xew
York Is a humid old town. Tqo
humid for work, too humid for
song, though this humid young bal
lad Is creeping along. 'Tis creep
ing, not speeding, but soon it will
serve as light summer reading for
people of nerve. Our faithful old
Muse plugs along on this lay, but
ain't the humidity awful today?
We try to imagine tall Icebergs
and snow and a Polar Rear freez
Ing at SO below. We think about
Greenland and wish we were there,
to find in that clean land a sniff of
fresh air. The Eskimos haven't the
comforts wo know, but we wish we
were wi:h them, surrounded by
snow Thev may not be treated to
pastry and cake, but you bet
prickly heat necr keeps them
awake.
Humidity! Likely you come from
on high to teach man humilltv
when he feels flv. When collars
wilt down as we s'cam In the
crowd, oh. whv should the spirit ot
mortal be proud? A collar that's
worn twenty minutes, we tlnd. falls
down like a treaty Der Kaiser has
"ij-'ned
Humidity' Somehow the theme
iin't pleasant, so th-s will be
plentv at lent for the present. If
this is as hard for the reader to
read as It was for the writer to
wrlie at low speed, the reader will
think this Humidity Sonf, not only
too humid but also too Kng'
USE THESE FOR SEASONING
HERE vje AB.fi - PLEAD TO HEX-P OUR. DRIED
ALUES- USE U3 ftCCOCOINGTO VOVJR. TASTE.
"usTJVo-1 &KJ&1
IN PREPARING "lO SERVE DRIED
FUU-r FOR THIS. PURPOSE V - ti
AND NUTMECo OWE PES I Rift BUS
rnvfoniti. vmf. cwujcm cocv
Free books of instruction on canning and dryinfJ have been
issued by the National War Garden Commission. They may be
obtained from any of The Washington Times distributee stations.
When a Girl Marries!
A SERIAL OF EARLY WEDDED LIFE j
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Jim Fails to Pass the Examination and
Anne and He Face the Problem of
Making
By Ann Lisle.
CHAPTER XXII.
(Ccprrirbl. 19l, vr Klnx Features Syndi
cate, inc.!
Mi
husband and I stood star-
at each other across a
black chasm of anger and
misunderstanding.
My face was burning and my
breath was coming In quick jerks
ugly words were forming In my
mind and making ready to leap to
my lips and hurl themselves at Jim.
Then suddenly I saw him saw
him consciously. I mean. He was
pale. Ho breathed slowly In deep
labored gasps. Ills appearance
and his manner were very different
from mine that I reallbzed. Why7
Gradually the answer dawned
upon me! I was only angry a
temporary thing. Jim was suffer
ing suffering deeply. He was In
srtual agony that wenr-Tar deeper
than the humiliation I had caused
him. It must date back to Wash
ington. What had happened there?
As I realized his unhapplnes. I
Puss in, Boots
Jr.
By David Cory.
NB day as Puss entered a
detfp forest he heard a.
bird singing In the tree-
fnns I
o
Here is where the fairies dwell.
Far from human eyes;
Here they dance and play and sins.
Safe from rude surprise.
And just then a half horse
chestnut, with damask-rose-leaf
lining, mounted on four lvy-brry
wheels and with four shining bee
tles for horses, came driving by. A
little fairy sat in the carriage and
fanned herself with a fly's wing.
At the tight of Puss, however, she
stopped, and gathering up her crim
son satin dress. jumped from the
V carriage.
"Why do you intrude yourseu in
our fairy dell? she asked Puss.
"Do you not know that wc fairies
dislike to- be seen by thoso who live
in the great, busy worldr
"I'm very sorry to annoy you.
replied little russ Junior, "but I
am a traveler and my name Is Puss
in Roots Junior!'
And when the little fairy heard
that she said:
"Aro you Indeed the son ot the
famous Puss In Boots" And then
she called a yellow butterfly and
told him to show Puss the way to
her palace. w
"I would take you In my Car
riage, only there Isn't room for
your big toe," laughed the fairy, as
she climbed Into her" chariot and
whipped up her beetle horses.
Well, when russ "reached her pal
ace he found her resting on a couch
of real forest velvet, covered with
an orange-colored maple-leaf for a
shawl, russ sat like a giant with
in her tiny palace, and was almost
afraid to movo for fear he would
knock down the chandelier, which
was made out of beautiful wax
bell-shaped flowers Inslde-of which
were tiny fireflies, who made the
palace at night almost as bright as
day.
And while Pus was sitting
quietly on a couch a silvery voice
was heard outside. And pretty
soon a little fairy came gliding
down a staircase or woodbine
which twined around a tree.
"Come with me to the water
fall. she said to Puss. "We will
gather some checkerberrles tor the
Fairy Queen." So Puss bowed to
the Queen and followed the little
fairy And when they came to the
waterfall he watched her cross a
bridge which a big black spider had
stretched from one bank to the
o'her. Rut Puss didn't cross over
that way. Oh. my. no! If he had
I fear the spiders bridge would
hae broken In two. He Just
Jumped across the brook and helped
the little fairy pick the red berries
for the Fairy Queen, who made
wonderful jam from them.
And when me had almost a quart
he picked up the little fairv and
jumped back over the brook, for bv
this time the big black spider had
rloed the entrance of the bridge
with a hundred tiny ropes, for no
one was allowed to use the bridge
after sundown. Yon see. the big
black spider was the brldgekeeper
for the r-iry Queen.
When Pus ret-irned to the pal
sce the Queen si'd to him: 'I will
glie you a drlplt of my magic
checkerberry wine and then you
will become as tiny as a falrv"
And in the next stor'- you shall
hear wha' happened after that.
Xo fie Continued.
(Copyright. 1018. by David. Con-)
VJECtTRBLES SEASON THEM CftRE-
- tK - Y, riUbTRKD. WNion, LHttst
PLAUORIfMU.
- nivoti, vjsishin&ton, o.c.
a Living.
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realised also that I had added to It at
by my recklessness In moving by
mr anger. I was sorry for that In J
my very soul. And I began lo Hat JJ
whoever or whatever had hurt my JJ
boy Anne Harrison or the officials J
of her country! !
"Dear forgive me!" I cried,
wanted lo do the wise thing
"11,
andJJ
I've bungled. 1 see now how stupid JJ
I was to move. Fleaae please for- J
give me. I was thinking of you ii
not any other , '!
All the anger drained out of Jim's JJ
face. He strode toward me ut I JJ
was first. I flew Into his arms at It
the mere sign of his wanting me n
again. A woman must wait her
man'a mood a moment before. I J J
wouldn't have dared touch Jim. but I'
now I could offer myself la com- n
plete surrender. "'" JJ
In the refuge of my husband's JJ
arms I was utterly contented, for- J J
getting for a moment even the pain n
I had seen deeply etched on his'face JJ
this was where I belonged. I felt JJ
the wonder of his love of the JJ
strength of his arms again my !!
boy had come home!
When he spoke there was In his il
voice the tender notes that stir me J J
so: ii
"Utile girl. It Is you who must J J
forgive . J!
But I put my hand across his lips. J'
There was no need of words be- n
tween us we had found cacn other
again. He started to kiss my hand ',',
then he-llfted'lt away and kissed
my lips Instead. JJ
The world was shut out. Wo two
were the world. And It was a world J J
of happiness. Life seems to be
either a. great dramatist or a great JJ
humorist, reveling In contrasts In
the alng of the seesaw. JJ
But presently the world forced Its ii
way back Into my consciousness J J
the world and the war the war
to which Jim longed to go. I had a JJ
glaring-moment of vision a sharp
struggle with myself. . i
There was still work for mei like JJ
Jim. Other women had to give
their men. America needed my'JJ
Jim. His country and mine! Apd
she was asking him of mc en as JJ
he asked himself of me. He was ii
my boy my little boy. but the army JJ
knew hfm as a man. 'strong to fight i
for liberty. I must nnd 'strength
to do my part. He must be my gift J!
-my free-giltr
Only a woman who has made my JJ
fight and won it can know juit how
far as I was borne in a few mo- JJ
ments. I won my struggle. 1 can n
always be glad because of that.
"With tips ard.eyes that were1 dry JJ
and burning. I put into words my
victory over myself: JJ
"Jim, my darling, I am readv to il
let jou so. Heady to give you back JJ
to do your share." it
Jim loosed his arms from about JJ
me. and fairly pushed me away JJ
among the cushions of the couch n
As he stood towering above me. I JJ
noticed again how very tired he il
loked.
"Oh. my boy. you are worn out. u
Tou hurried too fast lo come back
from Washington!" I cried nerv- JJ
ously. ii
My words were meaningless JJ
fumbling, but I could not mot Jim's ii
staring eyes In silence. JJ
He answered me very quietly. n
"There was no reason to 'stay.
Anne. I didn't pass the physical ex- JJ
amlnation. I can never fly again, ii
They told me I was no good for .any ii
kind of real war work not even an JJ
Inspectorship, because that means i
walking, and my ankle won't
stand up. The other smashes ribs J J
and things have put me on the n
scrap-heap I'm no good no JJ
good" J J
I leaped to my feet andcaught n
him In my arm. Tender wor!s JJ
came to my lips mother -words, ii
But he didn't heed, gtlll In the'
same quiet, dead voice he went on. ii
"I'm no good. Anne. I can't g J J
acrossj I can't even march In the n
ranks as a private. I'm done for" J J
"Boy. dear ou're wrong" In
cried. "You're so brae und p!en-JJ
did so anxious to sere My Jim. n
my wonderful bo they'll And JJ
work for you. I want you to go ,
back I'll let you go anvwhere
anywhei. iy brave soldier boylJ!
Jim shuddered. "Anne. Fm not an
soldier any longer. I hae re- JJ
signed. They'll accept It In a week n
or so and then I'm out of the army JJ
for good. There's nothing I cai do
worth the doing and so I'm get-J J
ting out." n
As he dragged out his words, a JJ
picture flashed across my mind- ;;
Jim out of his uniform. Jim In n
civilian clothes. I had never seen JJ
him in a mere business suit how
would he look? He was conjuring J J
up a stranger for mc and 1 felt
frightened! J
But only for a moment Then
again I was swept by the great JJ
yearning In his heart the yearning
to share In the war: and I found J J
mself throbbing with his palnxand if
hU desire to be again a whoie man. JJ
lit to llsht for freedom. n
"I'm done for on the scrap heap J J
but I'll come back. I'll find some- n
thing to do," getting command of JJ
himself.
"They'll have some position-
some appointment for you, I pro
tested, longing to make a practical J J
suggestion.
"But 1 tell you I've resigned, JJ
dear." he repeated with a patlt-nce
foreign to him and so vastly JJ
pathetic.
And then I was suddenly ar-e JJ
of a new problem. A mil mmt '
work a man as well as a oli.erjg
mnt find the joa for whlci1 he's
111 llie plsce he is enilippc'l lo (111.11
V. hut had J!:i done before ho mi J J
s soldier? Wlitil n-.is he nuc'Tie-l
to ilo m" lliPi ho was no !unr;cr s JJ
old.er Was hr l'estioilll.g llllll
own ab:!ll to earn a l.vinjr ii
I. hi- w.fr did not Knnv -1 anjjf
swer een to one of the e funds'
mental nrertions.
To lie Continued.
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