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PACE SIX MOMAV, MAI . IMf. ?5 Practice TKeory (By lldcn How hi ml In (lie Kansas tit) Mr.) "Wouldn't it be dreadful," remark ed Kitty, swinging her parasol non chalantly, hs we strolled down the avenue, "If they should succeed in establishing a college of courtship in Chicago, as somebody has been threatening to do?" "Why dreadful?" I Inquired mild ly, flicking the curb -with my cane. Kitty Hashed me a scornful glance. "Just fancy a man laying his heart at your feet according to a scientific method," she exclaimed, "and timing his tender speeches with a stop watch, and kissing you according to the hygienic rules and " "Counting his heart beats or feel ing his pulse or appraising the tint of your blushes while he tells you he loves you!" I broke In sympa thetically. "Yes," agreed kitty, "and quoting his proposals from a copy book and his love notes from the "Lover's Lat est Abetter Writer.' " "Oh, well," I said consolingly. "1 don't think you need bother about It?" "Why?" asked Kitty, lifting her lashes Innocently. "Don't you think anybody ever will propose " "I don't think anybody will take a course In the college," I corrected quickly. "Courting Is like cooking. You've got to be born with the knack. It's a gift of Providence or fate, as unaccountable and inexplicable as a straight nose or a good constitution, and it cannot be cultivated any more than either of them. It is one of the things In which brains don't take the prizes and theory doesn't count." "What does count?" demanded Kitty, promptly. "Well practice," I replied frank ly, "and " "And if you're born with the knack," Interrupted Kitty, "you caa't help practicing, I I suppose." "And If you aren't born with It." I rejoined, "you can read Laura Jean Libbey and G. Bernard Shaw and Ella Wheeler Wilcox and all the guides to love making that ever were printed without learning how to be gin " "Or where to stop," Interpolated Kitty. "Or what to say to a woman." "Or what not to say to a man. It's It's Just like making batter cakes!" added Kitty suddenly. "What!" "There isn't any reliable recipe for It," she explained, "and you can only tell whether or not you have done it properly by the way it turns out. I've asked Dinah twenty times how to mix batter cakes, but she couldn't even tell me how much flour or what proportion of meal or sugar or salt , to put in. Yet she can mix the batter with her eyes shut. She says nobody ever taught her; she just 'knowed how' and then 'done it.' And she corns a cook book as Cleopatra or jume. Du Barry would have scorned a lexicon of love or a treatise on the .art of managing a man." "And," I hazarded, "I'll wager that. like love, the oftener she makes them the better she does it!" "Of course." assented Kitty. "And she says she began making them when he was old enough to hold a pan." "We all begin in the kindergarten. I averred. "Who er, everybody who has the knack," I stammered. "We be ln by writing valentines and hang ing May baskets and playing kissing games and cutting our initials on the trees inside a heart, and finish " "We never finish." broke in Kitty, "if we attain any any success." "What!" I exclaimed. "Don't you ever expect to stop " "Not," announced Kitty tranquilly, "until my grandchildren refuse to be tfnade love to." "Will you please explain " "'You can't explain It." declared "Kitty, "any more than you can ex plain why all the cleverest men get the worst bargains in wives and all the -most beautiful women marry wretchedly; or why a red-haired girl with a turned-up nose and freckles and a figure like a barber's pole can fascinate every man she meets, while another woman with a ireek profile .and the lines of the Venus of Milo Bits alone In the parlor every even lug doing fancy work." ur, i appended, "why a man with the head of an Adonis and th brains of an Aristotle is thrown over by the girl he loves for 'some little runt with crooked legs and an in sinuating manner and the facility for saying sentimental things to a worn an " "And plenty of practice In court hip," added Kitty. "Yet," I mused, flicking my cam thoughtfully, "the Chicago professor proposes to teach men and women how to understand one another." "That's the saddest and funniest part of it!" replied Kitty, with a lit Jtle gurgle. "How can it be sad and funny at the same time?" I demanded. "Don't you see." cried Kitty, "how aad It will be for the man and how funny it will be for other people. when he wakes up? "When he what?" Vh, pshaw!" exclaimed Kitty Im patiently, "no man ever rinds out how little he knows about women un til he marries one of them. And the uofct awful mistake he can make is te go headlong into matrimony, be lieving he really understands the sex 0K)O000OeX)00000 000OI 5 The Christianity I of I J Christian Science (Sue H. Minis i S'i' . t ss Magizine-) The teaching of ChristUn Si.iun brings back to the church power of primitive I'hris'.iui.itv. It wa usher ed in with the' demonstration of .spirit and dominion and power; it was car- ried on for centimes by this proof or the power of spirit to subdue mater ial conditions an! it is again, through Christian Science, opening t human ity the grand possibilities of man en dued with a knowledge of '.he one true Jod, and of man's relation to and eternal co-exi-teiae with ijol, as ih- divine image and !e!lctio:i uf hU Maker. This pure Idealism Is and must be the transfiguring power of the uni verse, and the pro ess Is in oontem- plating this divine nie-al, Christ jesu. As Paul writes. 'lue we all. wiui,,, tljs ,.,,.. tlf t. umvi.-al Im open face beholding in a glass the I jaily of Love. li.al and His in glory of the Lord are changed into (ite. divine iellecli.ni, heals and the same Image from glory to glory, even tu by the spirit of the Lord." I This mighty alchemy of truth leav ening and changing human thought, permeating all ouiiseiousne and working uu a divine leaven purifying healing, and spiritualizing conselous- iMjsa, make it th tnjit ompteheu Hfc 1 a (J Versus ira ILove and totally unprepared for the sur prises in store for htm. There are Just as many kinds of women us there are kinds of weather, and every woman has as many phases as an April day. There's nothing so dis appointing as going to sleep on a perfect night with the stars shining and being waked up by n thunder shower. The men who reuliy under stand women are those who haven't any theories and never expect any thing but the unexpected; who play all the matrimonial tunes by ear and mix their attitude toward a wife, as Dinah mixes her batter cakes, by In stinct, putting In a little sugar "or a drop of vinegar Just at the right mo ment when It Is most needed. The man who enters holy wedlock with a theory In his mind Is like the man who always trots around with an um brella and rubber overshoes. He's prepared for the worst; but he Is too burdened down with the weight of his theories and his umbrella to en joy the sunshine. Matrimony Isn't all storms and It Isn't all fair "weath er; and you can no more tell one day what the domestic atmosphere will be on the next than you can tell from day to day what the weather will be. The people who get along best are those who aren't looking for storms and trouble, but who are Just willing to take one another ns they happen to come, a.s we do Christmas gifts, or a table d'hote dinner, or a vaudeville show. "And." I rejoined enthusiastically, who enjoy variety for variety's sake But," I added, "there may be some general rules, some vague " "There are," Interrupted Kitty. Just as there are four seasons; but you've got to have lived through the seasons before you really appreciate them or understand them. A Hotten tot can read a description of a snow storm without having the slightest Idea of how it feels, and an Eskimo can study up on simoons without knowing how they will strike him. A man can read everything that ever was written on women and yet not know enough to keep his feet oft a girl's frock or to avoid arguing with his wife when her mouth is full of pins. And a woman can study treatises on men until her head aches and then act like a fool the first time she meets one." "And that." I declared, flourishing my cane, "is where the practice comes in and the theory goes out." "es." agreed Kitty, "the theory has got to go before the practice comes In or you'll get horribly mud died. Every woman is a different geometrical problem with a different answer. Imagine a courtship college graduate sending his wife violets on Monday morning when she wants them for Tuesday night, or thought fully buying her a purple hat when she wants one to match a yellow- frock, or sitting In the parlor pen ning her a poem when she wants him to come upstairs and hook the back of her dress." "Or fancy a lady expert on love," I murmured, "feeding her husband oh angel cake or health food when he Is dying for beefsteak, or singing him an aria when he wants to take a nap Just because such things are recommended In the book of rules." "Yes," sighed Kitty. "Think of go ing Into matrimony with nothing but a stock of ready-made Ideals!" And having them shattered In the divorce court," I added. "Managing a man or woman," went on Kitty, "Is like managing a baby. The high-browed lady who conducts the 'mothers' meetings' may be an expert on nurseryology and may know all about prepared foods and the training of the Infant mind. but she doesn t know the first thing about putting In pins or taking a button out of the mouth; while tha east side mother with five children hanging to her skirt can cook her husband's dinner with one hand ani nurse three cases of measles and one of whooping cough with the other without a tremor of an eyelid. It Isn't education and it isn't theory an 1 it Isn't brains that make one suc cessful In motherhood or matrimony; It's the little gift of knowing how " "And what!" I Interpolated. "And when that the gods bestow Indiscriminately," finished Kitty, "and bestow oftenest It seems on otherwise' unendowed people. The less a man knows about letters, the more he seems to know about women; the less he knows about making money, the more he seems to know about mak ing love; the less he has of bonor and Intelligence, the more he gets of feminine adoration." "Well, the less a woman knows of the ologles," I retorted, "the more .she seems to know about using her eyes and putting a flower In your coat lapel; the less fluently she can talk art, the better she can talk pret ty nonsense; the fewer talents she has the better husband she gets." "And." finished Kitty, waving her sunshade dramatically, "one week of actual practice in love making is bet ter than all the theories that could be Invented by the most eminent board of education that ever existed Why, a college of courtship would be Just like throwing water on the di vine lire. Besides," she added, "where would they rind professors to teach the art of love making and the science of managing a woman? The single man don't know anythin about it " "And the married men are all tot 00OftOAOOAOAOOftOAOSOOA sively pliilunlhropli' movement on earth. When Christian Science unit ed these words, health and holiness goodness and life (according to Scrip ,U,J teaching, Ii , "' there I ill the path of light- no death. "Choose good and live" It established the practicality of the highest ethics. In cluding in its workings everything that the noblest philanthropy strives to accomplish. It is health-giving, divinely educational; it points to the only true asylum. "To be hid with Christ In flod.' 'the only true social ism acknowledging but one Cod, one Father, one Family, the brot horhood of man, all heirs of the .same atlluent Love, and each having all. as he claims it by divine -i k li t and h.heri- lj,, e. This certainly is i in i.-tlan, u. consciousness thus permeated i ul,,j spiritualizes as spontaneously as a lose exhales its fragrance, or a star emits its light. This Is the practical, applied Truth which Jesus brought to humanity and which Mr.. KdJy Is again establishing ou earth, viz; the deuce of God's unerring, immutable la- of good, of life and harmony. busy keeping lit practice themselves," I began. "They are too clover to profess to understand it." agreed Kilty. "And too wise." I added, "to give themselves away. Hut why don't you do It yourself, Kitty?" I cried with sudden Inspiration. "Do what?" Kitty glanced up at me suspiciously. "Apply for a professorship." "1 wish you wouldn't talk non sense," returned Kitty, with superior dignity. "You've got a good theory," I de clared. Kitty twirled her parasol Impa tiently and tossed her chin. "And you might give a course In kissing." "Mr. Curtis!" "And another In the eye language.'' Kitty gazed over my head thought fully. "And lessons In the subtle art of wheedling and the finesse of pretty fibbing." "Well," broke in Kitty rellectlvely, "perhaps I shall." "What!" "Establish a college of courtship "Kitty!" "With only one pupil," Kitty glanc ed at nie from beneath lowered eye lashes, "I apply for the scholarship!" 1 chled quickly. Kitty shook her head sadly. "Why not?" I demanded. "Because," said Kitty, "you've got It already." "What?" I walked very close to Kitty and touched the edge of her lace draped sleeve. "The instinct," replied Kitty cold ly. "And the divine tire?" I iuc:ieJ softly. "And all the necessary practice." remarked Kitty, with a business-like air. "Hut I haven't got the girl." 1 argued. "That." said iKtty. putting up her sunshade and glancing at me through the lace around Its edge, "ought to be a mere Incident to to " "Well?" I murmured ecstatically. "To an expert." said Kitty, with drawing her elbow and looking me straight in the eye. And for the life of me I can't tell whether she meant It as a thrust or a compliment. Uie Sunday (From Ellsworth, Kan., Messenger.) A few days ago a farmer rode over to a county attorney's home and de manded the arrest of a neighbor's threshing crew that was "violating the Sabbath." The county attorney was busy pulling weeds In the garden and suggested that the complainant go before the justice of the peace in his own township, but he was inform ed that the Justice was out fixing his windmill. He was then asked to phone to the sheriff and have him attend to the matter, but he was too busy loading cattle at the stock yard. The man was exasperated and resolved to saddle a horse and go for a constable but his good wife, who was canning fruit. Informed him that the boys had driven the horses to the village, where the boys were In line up for a ball game, nnd the girls had gone to a picnic. The farmer has been drunk on hard cider ever since and stoutly refuses to be sobered. CXXXXXXXXXXXX)CXDOC)OOOC)00000 Aunt Polly's Corner Fruit Bread Pudding Moisten half a loaf of stale graham bread, finely grated, with a cupful of hot molasses, adding half a cupful of melted out ter, a teaspoonful of powdered cin namon, half a teaspoonful each of powdered alsplee and grated nutmeg, half a cupful of brown sugar, and a saltspoonful of ground cloves. Mix thoroughly and then stir In a tea spoonful of baking soda, dissolve In a scant teacupful of sour cream, with sufficient flour to form a stiff batter, adding by degrees half a cupful of seeded raisins, two tablespoonfuls of currants, a quarter of a young of shredded citron, and two ounces of candied orange peel. Pour Into a large, round pan and bake for 45 minutes in a moderate oven; serve with a hard sauce, flavored as de sired. Hub fresh lard on your new tin ware and then thoroughly heat It before using. It will never rust af terward no matter how much it is put in water. Salmon Croquettes Drain a can of salmon and pick it over well; make half a cup of rich white sauce and heat the two together; stirring and beating until the fish Is smooth; season with salt and pepper and spread In a mass two Inches thick on a platter and set aside for two hours. Then cut into pieces and mould In small pyramids; dip each in sifted bread crumbs, then In slightly beaten egg fry, two at a time, dn deep fat in a wire basket. Drain on brown paper in the oven. To Make Potatoes Mealy Put the potatoes in a pan with just enough water to cover them. Leave the pan uncovered. Let the water become scalding hot. but just before it has reached the boiling point, pour it off and substitute cold water to which add a little salt'. The theory is that the heat to the center thus producing the required result. Chocolate Bread Pudding To a quart of boiling milk allow one pint of grated bread, heating well before adding the other ingredients. Then stir In one small cupful of sugar, 5 eggs, and 2 squares of unsweetened chocolate, flavoring with a scant half teaspoonful of salt, 1 teaspoonful of vanilla extract and a little ground cinnamon; pour 'Into small custard cups and bake. Set In a panful of hot water for 35 minutes in a mod erate oven; allow them to cool, and then place directly; on the Ice until ready to serve, turning them out on individual desert plates, resting on a lace paper doily. Garnish with star of bweeteiiea whipped cream. riocnoooooooooooooo HAD A BRAINSTORM? The "brainstorm cm ktail" Is the latest thing. Have you had one yet? A Chicago newspaper man h is in vented it. so it is .-ani. The other da a few you: news paper men in the i . . I 1 v of the Sher man house were t ilkuig about the new thirst tonics w lien Laurence Malm, one of the nun, iter, suyitested that they all p. ami hue a "brain storni cocktail." Cheerfully the cieg lespomled and tiled up to the bar. The bai tender hud been "put Wise," of inlliw. Four glasses, with four small piece of K'e. were I I irei ln-r.re the four newspaper men. The bartender turned to wait on other cu-tomers. "Well." queried the three news paper men. The gentleman treating smiled, raised the glass and Joggled the bit of ice about. "Gentlemen." he said, "when the ice Thawu" mum FDAMD- S mja mm. BOM untiriuuM No. II. San Francisco used to be the stronghold of trampdom on the Pa cific coast, and It was In that city sev eral years ago thnt I was inlttated Into the mysteries of the "perflesh" and made a "proper stiff." The place wus one of the worst "barrel houses" on the water front, run by a former tramp and main tained as a rendezvous for the Knights of the Koad. It was a filthy basement furnished with beer kegs, boxes and a badly cracked stove. There, night after night, a crowd of tramps held drunken revelry, spend ing the proceeds of a day's begging for stale beer and raw alcohol. Into this "inner circle," I was Introduced by "Denver Hed," then king of the tramps on all western railroads. The news of our coming had evi dently preceded us, and a moment after my entrance everything was made ready for my Initiation, whlcn consisted of a trial before a kangaroo court. I was charged with being a "gay cat." To refute this charge I called "Denver Red" as a witness, for "Ited" and I had spent two months together In Washington and Oregon. I was finally convicted of having once split wood for half an hour In order to earn my breakfast, hut as there were mitigating circumstances I was fined all the cash I had and tne as semblage resolved itself Into a com mittee of the whole to explain- to me the mysteries of the dope book" and give to me the "high signs." 1 once asked Josiah Flynt. the au thor of "Tramping with Tramps," ooooooooooooo &ome London X3000X300000000 ( J0-.U1 h Ilynt, In Success Mugazinc.) Another circle of friends during my British museum days, wrucn i found entertaining, was the "Bloom bury Guards," as they call them selves. This company of men, or cla-ass," is apparently organized to stay on earth permanently in Blooms bury. Some of the members die oft now and then, but that does not mat ter. The generous museum flings wide Its doors and out come new re cruits. I made their acquaintance at the tavern opposite the museum. Poli tical economy absolutely refused to Interest me at times, and every now and then I would drop In at "The Plough," or "The Tavern." The ex clusive "Saloon Bar" was the recre ative room of the "Guards" In both ca.ses. It took me some time to find out why the "Saloon Bar" was ex clusive, but eventually a young bar rister took me aside and explained. "Don't be na-asty, he cautioned. It's merely a matter of cla-ass, you know, lteally, you must understand. The "Guards' 'that I knew best were "Mengy, "j, and tne Swordsman," as I Insisted on calling him. When these tlijee men got to gether, and a liquidating friend was along, the "Tavern" or "Plough," as the case might be, became the scene of as doughty passages at arms .at the bar as Bloomsbury has ever known. As guards of their beverages they were matchless, while, as "Pub" hunters, it is to be questioned wheth er Bloomsbury, until the Guards came on earth, ever knew how many public houses she had. Perhaps "Q' was the most inveterate explorer. When "Q" got a pound or two for a review, he slicked up In his finest manner and went forth alone to seek and find. Somehow the "Plough" and the "Tavern" did not appeal to him when he was in funds. But he OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOl"0 Uhe PeeK-a-Boo Waist OOOOOOOOOOCXXCJ( She wanted a shirt waist white and thin; Quite well she knew She looked at her best when button ed in A peek-a-boo. Her husband said he had no money to wa.ste On a peek-a-boo waist; 'It's not in good taste." He muttered in haste, The peek-a-boo waist. Go get you a stylish and pretty and new waist. "But I'll not allow you a bold peek-a- biw waist. She argued the question then and there; She scolded, too; She said it was queer he did not care For a peek-a-boo. Said he: "I'll stand for a red, white and blue waist Not a peek-a-boo waist, Get orange, or crimson, or get any hue waist. But I am opposed to the rude peek-a-boo waist." She cun nlngly tried her last re- source A soft boo-hoo she sobbed In despair; she sobbed with force; "A peek-a-boo!" I'ntil he cried: "Oh, go and get your( new waist j Get a peek-a-boo waist." ' Then tile speedily paced 1 To the shops, and with ta-ste Chose her peek-a-boo waist. But her husband, the grouch w hen he sees the new waist, M.ii:-. sarcastic remarks on her peek-.t-lioo-hoo waist. ' Soro NIllo. ulier who has had experience i distressing ailment will he' A villi pleased to know that a cure may lie, afferted bv applying Chamberlain's .i 1 as so. 1:1 as tne cnua is uoiur i.u: ...g. Wipe It oft with a soft cloth b-f jie- allowing the babe to nurse. ! Many trained nurses use this salve, with the be-i results. For said by .ii! druggists. ICtitiS MH II ATClllNti. Eggs S 1.50 ped setting, lto.se comb, Hrowu Leghorns and 1 tarred, Rocks, l'ure bloods. 24 laying hens. Address J. K. I'auley, fclstancla. N. M. Sprains Quickly rur.'l. Uathe the parts freely with Cham berlain's I'ain Italm and giv hem absolute rest, and a quick cur Is cer tain. For sale by all drugjist. fkaM EfapWliiiiMlffl im mr- rnn- who recently died In Chicago, If he had ever seen any of the dope books and he told me that while he had heard of them he considered their existence purely a myth. I was sur prised at this because the "Cigarette Kid." as Flynt was known on the road, w as for long considered a "prop er stiff" though I have since heard that he was suspected of being a de tective, which In truth he was, having been frequently employed by railroad companies and the Pinkerton agency. Hut the "dope books' do exist. There is one In every city of any con sequence In the I'nited States, and the initiated always know where to find them. The San Francisco "dope book" was one of the most complete I ever saw. It contained the names of all Individuals and Institutions In the city at all charitably inclined, and it told Just when to "hit" them and for what the price of a meal, bed, cloth ing, railroad fare, etc. Also It held the name of those places and per sons It was good to avoid. The book was a large office ledger and the in formation It contained was entered in a tine, clear handwriting. "Blinker Jake." the proprietor of the barrel house, kept the hook and it was al ways available for use by the mem bers of the "perfesh." There has been a great deal writ ten about the cabalistic signs used ty tramps for marking the "good and "hostile" houses, etc., but such statements only find credence among the readers of romance; there Is no such thing In real tramp life. ooooocoo ooooo 2 Literary Types ooooooooooooo would give you his shirt If you hap pened upon him In some new "Pub" which he had located, and was trying to impress with his spirit. Then was "Q" indeed In his glory. "Why, my dear fellow," he would say, "how fortunate! What is it to be?" Perhaps you wanted 'bus fare to Hampstead. "Most assuredly. Have something to warm you up for the ride The other "Guards" did not like "Q's" running off when he felt flush "Mengy, in particular; but "Men gy" ought to be very grateful to "Q." When "Mengy" got permission to lec ture on mummies at the museum and sent out learned circulars about his accomplishments as an Egyptologist, who was It, "Mengy," that made up your audience at your first lecture? None other than poor, old, wayward "Q." It he hadn't exercised compaa sion, you would have had no hearers at all. The Guards could not be referred to here without reference to "Bosky although I never knew him as well as I did "Q" and "Mengy." "Bosky probably had the greatest reputation of all as a learned man and writer. His writings on ancient men and things appear in our magazines at times. He once got me very much interested in what he knew about the art of burglary in Pharaoh's time, and I have often wondered why he did not write the article he had In mind. But, with all his knowledge of dead nations and languages, "Bos ky" enjoyed his "Tavern" sitting"? quite as much as dld,"Q" and "Men gy." The last time I saw him I ask ed him to write me something in Chaldalc. He handed me same hier oglyphics on an envelope. "Mean ing?" I said. "Bosky" smiled be nevolently, and said: "I want a long drink from the far west." oocxxxxxxxjcxxicxxxjoofxxxxxjg UXXXXX)CXXXXX)CXXDOOCXXXXXXX) (By Stuart Maclean.) Mlghtjj glad that spring has come, Lovin', lovln', lovin"; Makes me feel so frolicsome, Lovin', lovln', lovin'; Every pretty girl I see Fills me up to such degree I Just want to Mop, and be Lovin', lovln", lovlr' Bought a soda check downtown, Lovin", lovin', lovin"; Girl's eyes turned me upside down, Lovin', lovin', lovln'; Saw a lassie on a car. Spied an old maid angular, Watched a widow from afar, Lovin', lovln', lovin'. Every boy and every man. Lovln", lovln', lovin', Every girl since girls began Lovin', lovln", lovln'; Every hour of the day. Night and morn and matinee In the good old springtime way, Lovin', lovin', lovin'. Mii the Door of Your Heart. Open the door of your heart, my lad, To the angles of love and truth; When the world Is full of unnumber ed joys. , In the beautiful dawn of youth. i -J"- " " '.r.' i"'"" I To the voices of hope that are call ing you Open the door of your heart. Open the door of your heart, my l.iss, To the things that shall abido, To the holy thoughts that lift your soul I.Ike the etais at eventide. I All of the fadeless flowers that bloom In the realms of song and art Are yours, if you'll only give them room, op' " the door .f your h. tri. my friend, ii.-.-uiess or cia .r reeo, When you hear the cry of a biolh- The sob of a child In need To the shining heaven that o'er you bends You need no map or chart, liul only the love the Master gave, open tile door of your heart. Kdward Kverelt Hale. lKin't 1'uy Alimony. to be divorced from your appendix There will be no occasion for it If you keep your bowels regular with Dr. King's New Life Pills. 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