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Enrrou Oi(ANai:nri>n Nkws.
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Orangebnrg, 8. (\
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Ohiunauy?P. A. Me Michael.
Commihsiokkii in Eqi-itv?v. i). V. Jamison.
ri.kbk or OoniT'?Joseph F. Kohiiison.
SiiKRirr?J. W. II. Dukes.
Conoxtit?C. B. Glover.
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TAX.Cor.i.r.CTo^s.?Orange Pni ish.?P. W. Fojry.
St. Mnt'thewB Parish.?W.' It. Danhder.'
Asst. Assessor. U. S. Uevkm'k.?George W.
A?kxt fob Stamps, &o;?P. V. Dihble.
Magistrates?Thomas P. Stokes, \v. It. Trcad
woll, A. J. Gaskins, F. W. Fniry, David L. Connor.
J. II. Felder, Levin Argoe, lt. v. Dannelly, E. A.
Price. >y. is. Ehncy, J. D. Pricket, Samuel k! Moor.
?r, c. B. Glover, k. c. Holman, P. c. Buyck, f. M.
Wannnmaker, D. 0. Tindall.
commissioners TO AlM'eovk SECURITIES?J. G.
Wannamaker, James Stokes, D. It. Barton, Adnm
Smoke, A. D. Frederick.
Commissioners or Pcuuu Bi tl.Dl.Nori? Win. M.
Kulflon, Harpin twg^j ?? Ezekiel, Joseph V. Hur
ley, F. II. W. Briggmann.
Commissioners or Roads?Orange Parish?Wcflt
lcy Houscr, F. W. Fairy, 8amuel M. Fairy, Samuel
O. Fair, P. Livingston, W. 8. Ttiley, Wostlcy Culler,
|I. C. Wnnnnniokcr, N. E. W. Sistrunk, 11. Living
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S. Bowman, J. L. Moorcr, W. ?J. Moss, Lewis Ga
rfek, B. A. Yon, J. II. O'Cain, Ellison Connor, John
Brodie, J. G.' Guignard, Jacob Cooner, George
Byrd, J. T. Jennings, David Dannelly.
Commissiokkusop Roads?St. Matthews Parish?
C. S. Darby, W. C. Hanc, M. K. Holman, Andrew
'Houser, J. A. Parlour, E. T. Shular, J. L. Parlour,
Owen Shulnr, T. G. Shular, W. L. Pou, J. W. Sel
lers, R. W. Bates, J. W. Borbor.i', Augustus Avin
ger, P. W. Avinger, J. D. Zciglor, M. J. Keller, J.
C. Hohnnu,
Commissioners or Frkk Scuoolb?Orange Parish
, PaTtd 1^ Connor, J, R. Millions, Henry N. Snell,
p. John Jordan, N. C. Whetstone, John Iuabinet, Dr.
O.' N. Bowman, Samuel Dibble.
. Commissioners of Fit er School*?St. Matthews
Parish?Peter Buyck, J. H. Keller, West ley Houscr,
John RiloyJ J. II. Felder, Adam Holman.
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Commissioners or tiik Poon.?Orange Parish.?
W, R. Trcadwcll, John Grambling, W. II. Izlar, J.
B. Morro\V, S. B. Sawyer.
Post Offices in Orangebnrg District.
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offices. postmasters.
Orangebnrg.Thaddens C. Hubbell.
' St. Matthews.Mrs. Sally J. Wiles.
Vance's Ferry.R. M. E. Avinger.
Branchville.Mrs. Amy Thompson.
'Fort Motto.John Biruhmore.
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? Orangebnrg at. 10.80 A. M.
Arrive at Charleston. d P? M.
" " Augusta. ? P. M.
L'p Passenger.
Leave Augusta nt.,. 7 A. M.
M Charleston at.?. 8 A. M.
*' Orangebnrg at. 1.30 P.M.
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Leave Orangebnrg at.10 A. M.
Arrive at Charleston at. ?.10P. M.
l'p Freight.
Leave Orangebnrg at.1.88 P. M.
Arrive at Columbia at.,..,.,..,,.,(?,30 P. M
mar 23 g tc
Our beautiful Maggie was married to-day?
Beautiful Maggie, With ?oft, brown hair,
WIiobc shadows fall o'er a face as fair
As the snowny blooms of the early May ;
Wo have kissed her lips and sent tier uway,
I With many a blessing and many a prayer,
The pet of our house who was married to-day.
The sunshine is gone from tho old South Room,
Where she sat through the long, bright summer
And the ordor is gone from the window flowers,
And something is lust of their delicate bloom,
And a shadow creeps over the house with its gloom;
A shadow that over our Paradise lowers,
For we see her no more in the old South Houm.
I thought that the song of the robin, this eve,
As he sang to Iiis mute on the sycamore tree,
Had minors of sadness to temper its glee,
As if he for the loss of our darling did grieve,
And asked, "Where is Maggie ?" and, "Why did
she leave ?
"The maiden who carolled sweet ducts with inc?"
For she mocked not the song of the robin this eve.
The pictures Bcem dim where they hangen the wall;
Though they cost but a trifle they always looked
Whether lamplight or sunlight illumined them
I think 'twas her presence that brightened I hall all;
Since Maggie no longer can come to our call,
With her eyes full of laughter, unshadowed by
The pictures seem dim where they hang on the wall.
1 lounge through the garden?I stand by the gate?
She stood there to greet mo hist eve, at this hour.
Every eve, through the Hummer, in sunshine or
Just stood by fho postern my coming to wait,
Dear Maggie, her heart with its welcome elate,
To give me a smile, and a kiss, and a tlowcr?
Ah! when will she greet me again by the gate?
Sho loved us and left us?she loves, and is gone
With the one she loves best, as his beautiful bride!
How fondly he called her his joy and his pride.
Our joy ami our pride, whom he claims as his own !
lint can lie, like us, prize the heart lie has won?
The heart that now trustingly throbs by his side
God kjauwH !?and we know that?she hives and is
Cite r ar y.
[run the oitANtimirnu nkws.]
Whiffs nutl Whims.
J/fusions?life abounds with them ; they
dodge us daily amid our happiest hours. Thoy
hover over our future, and beckon us on, allur
ing to distant joys, which dimly scon, arc all as
bright, as we can dare believe. Illusions fan
the brow of the sick man, and give promise of
coming health or stronger pulsations. Thoy
glide before the weary student, und bis lan
guor Ji?gers not amitj the vivid pictures of
future uf?fuiucw and public appreciation.
Thoy come to tho faint-hearted, tho neglected
and the lonely,
"Aud Fancy's flash and Reason's ray,
Will gild and light their troubled way."
What a beautiful picture was Ella Gregory,
us she sat on tbc front gallery, watching the
clouds and "living o'er the past." Her hazlc
eyes darkened by emotion, were dimmed with
unshed tears. Just eight years ago, when site
was seven years old,' her fulhur and mother had
removed from tho beautiful cottago of her
baby days. They thought the change best for
the education and advantage of their children,
of whom, God had given them three, to live
for, and to love.
"The happy, happy hours of childhood
How soon, how soon they pass away ;
Like flowers, like flowers in the wild wood
That bloom and Tide away."
So thought Elln. Thoy had just removed to
their new, but pretty home, when Papa had a
hemorrhage, nud was scut to travel. Then
his absence seemed so long; but ho returned,?
came back to die. She thought too, of her
ti'iguish at his grave j where she prayed, "Oh
God, let me rest beside my darling lather j let
me lovo him in tbc grave." How she clung
to his coffin when in that strange "God's acre,"
they left her hearts' best idol. Then bow her
mother, faiut at hope's departure, took u fever?
it citn scarce be true, but she felt it all. In
three days she. had neither father or mother.
With hor brothers, nged ten nud thirteen,?
she was bereft?unknowing, and adrift.
"The cliurcii-ynrd had an added stone
And heaven two spirits more,"
Had grieved those orphans sad and lone,
Love's brightest days were o'er.
The pathetic circumstances reached tho car
of hor present protector, a wealthy lady, who
desired her childless home to be gladdened by
a youthful presence. She thought that tho
sympathy which first moved her, would beget
affection, and that on the part of Ella, grati
tude would lead to love. Years had passed;
nud Ella, (though bent on yielding implicitly
to the wishes of her friend,) failed in tho one
point, that constituted the contrast in their
Mrs. 0. was conservative and ambitious;
Elln, with more genial home friends, would
have been demonstrative and fond. She loved
to bo loved. Her schoolmates felt tho influ
ence of her bland manner, and bailed her
coiniug with pleasure. Yet this unrestrained
intercourse was prejudicial to the growth of
affection iu Mrs. G., who attributed it to plebe
ian origin, or a lack of innate refinement,
whereby the initiated could select an eligible
coterie, and by the same instinct, viz: false
pride?could avoid any, who would not be ad
vantageous companions.
Thus have I given the principle barrier to
that happy trust and, love which had other
wise existed between Ella and Mrs. G, Trifles,
lighter are levers in the building up of charac
ter. The influence of the above suggestions,
oft repeated to Ella, had warped her confidence
in Mrs. (J.'s sincerity. She was thankful for
repeated kindness, and tried to respond to Mrs.
G.'s wishes; but it was with more of apprehen
sion than confidence. Nature would assert its
sway, and tho girls genial naivete reppatcdly
prevailed. '?() how great is human frailty
which is always prone to evil. Now tfiou art
purposed to look well unto thy ways. and.with
in awhile; thou so behavest thyself, as.thouglr
thou hadst never any such purpose at jfll."
Mrs. G.'s experiment was a failure. She had
hoped to gratify her ambition, while comforting
the orphan, but. not succeeding iii huT plans,"
she became cSptiuus and blunt. '-Why^art
thou troubled when things succeed nut as thou
desirest ? For, who is he thatjmfh^ilhjlihiuga.
according to his mind? Neither I, nor thou,
nor any man on earth. Miserable thou art.
whoever thou be, or whithcrcvcr thou turnest,
unless thou turn thyself to God." Life's hap
piest phases, arc brightest in perspective. Our
loves, our joys and hopes;
All, all like shooting utar,
.lust gleam,?then dart IVoin sight afar.
Thus, thought Ellie, po.pl think me very
happy. They know not that I weary of the
mock tones of parlor manners. 1 feel that there
is but little truth iu the social compliments,
which to others' cars are harmonious! A lew
friends and faithful servants lived about her.
but there was no longer one kindred spirit up
on oarth to whom snc was life's first care?its
first object of affection. "AM the world's a
stage," and she had seen the by-plays. How
much happier were earth, if young spirits were
taught, nud older spirits trained themselves to
an unselfish participation in the feelings of
others- How few understand this work of un
selfish charity, it may cost us but a moment's
thoughtfulncss, but its effects arc often of un
measured duration. Did such mottoes bias so
This world were not a fleeting show,
For man's illusion given,
Then he who soothed the widow's wo
Or wiped the orphan's tear, would know
There's something here of heaven.
Daisy Dale.
Fair Yikw.
Tho Tar's licveiige;
'?Conic Ben, spin us a yarn lo night. The
ocean is thundering oh the shore, and tho wind
is howling over our beads as you must haVo
heard it through tin: fails id' the ship when
your home was on the treacherous waters.
We are safe and snug to-night; ami the wind
and rain cannot reach us. !t is just the night
for a story, and 1 know you have one laid up
that will come in bandy on this occasion."
Old Hen Hardy to whom I had addressed
these words, had been a sailor for many years ;
but. when he grew old, be left the sea which
had been his home for so many years, and with
the money that, unlike most sailors, be bad
managed to save, bought him a cottage a little
way out of the village, ami here with his old
woman he lived in pcact! ami contentment, un
til the lime should come for him to be done
with the storms aud breakers of this world,
and be ready to sail into the smooth harbor of
tho next.
His cottage was quite near where I resided,
and many were the evenings I speut with him
listening to his wild, weird tales of the sea,
and I used to think he kept his best ones for
stormy nights; perhaps he told them better as
the howling of the wind stirred his blood, and
brought back vividly the days when his home
was on the waters.
To-night I had come over with the roar of
the sea in my cars, and my eyes filled with the
rain and blinding sprnj', and when comfortably
seated at his fireside I said what is recorded at
the head of this story.
Old Hen took a monstrous quid of tobacco
from his cheek, looked thoughtfully into the
fire for a few moments, as if he saw there some
thing of the past, or else he was listening to
the wild tumult of the elements without, and
then he said without looking up:
"Yes, it docs remind me of the time when T
hardly set foot upon the land figbm one year's
end to another; and the storm also brings to
mind the cruise I once made in a haunted
ship, and it was just such a night as this that
the ghost was laid, and we were free from the
worst tyrant that ever cussed a crew."
"Tell iis the story, Ben. A haunted ship is
just the thing lor to-night."
"Well, I may as well tell that as anything
else. Draw up closer to the cabin-lire; it is
cold to-night, and toll us what winter has in
store for us. Well, one time?it was nigh
thirty year ago, now?1 was down sick with
the fever here ou shore, and everybody said I
would die ; and to me it seemed that my log
had almost come to an end, and there would
need to be but one more entry made therein.
Davy Jones, who had been after my life for so
many years, seemed likely to be cheated after
all, and 1 be laid beside my lather and mother
in the churchyard. But my time had not
come then, after awhile I began to mend and
was soon upon my feet agaiu.
'.'Now uiy being sick has nothing to do with
my yarn, only my ship that I had sailed in so
long went away and left me, and 1 had now to
look for another. And I had little time to do
it in. for iny money was all gone, and it would
not do for me to be particular. I must take
the first chance that offered, so tliat the old
women and the children might not want for
"It was past the scasou for vessels to go from
mir port, so uiy only chance was that some one
would put in short of hands; and it was not
long before one did so. and .Jack Kolsom and
I shipped in her.
"We were, the only two the captain could get
from our port though he was in want of at
least a dozen men. How he came to go to sea
so short-handed, we could not find out while
the ship remained in port, 'jut we knew soon
enough after she left.
"The Flying Mitt hailed from a northern
port, and was bound round the Horn on a trad
ing trip to some of the South American ports.
We were to he gone ten mouths, and the cap
tain promipen that at the end of that time ho
would lcavo us at home. Perhaps he would
had he lived, but when tho Flying Mutt came
north again, Davy Jones had him safe in his
locker, and he claimed him none too soon,
"Jack and 1 bade our friends good-bye, and
the ship stood down the harbor, and soon the
town and laud faded from our view, aud we be
gan to see what sort of companions we had for
the voyage. Such a strange, mixed crew, I
never saw before. They were of all colors and
all nations, and spoke all languages under the
sun ; in the whole crew of forty men, there was
not more than half a dozen of our countrymen;
and only one, old Sam Mauline by name, that
came from our country. He was almost the
fust one we met on coining aboard, and I
imagined 1 saw a look of pity in his eye as he
saw us; we did not understand it then, hut we
did afterwards.
'?We had not been two days at sea, before
wo found out that the captain was a tyrant of
the worst description. He would, without any
pretext, swear at the men, using the most ter
rible oaths, aud upon the slightest provocation
he would have the men tied up and flogged in
tho most cruel manner. He seemed to delight
in cruelty, and 1 could also see that he drank
j hard ; yet drink as much as he would, it never
seemed to have the effect of rendering him
helpless, as it does some men ; on the contra
ry, it made him as strong as a fiend, with a
temper equal to Satan himself.
"We knew now why it was that he was short
of men, and those he had were of all descrip
tion under the sun. No man that knew him
would ship with him ; ond I wondered how it
was that old Sam Marline?as good a seaman
as ever spliced a rope?came to be with him,
and had stuck by the ship for three trips. He
told mo afterwards that he thought it his duty;
and he did seem to have some little influence
with the captain?more than did his first mate,
who was a t|uict, inoffensive man. completely
under the tuinb of* the captain, and who dared
nut say or do anything without ike captaiu's
permission. He wna a good sailor, and thd
captain knew thin, and that the ship was safe
in his hands, when he himself was not in a
condition to superintend matters.
?'Hardly a day passd over our heads that did
not witness some outrage on tho part of the
monster who had command over us. It was
nothing strange for him to come on deck, and
without the slightest provocation strike down
the first man that did not move fust enough to
suit him in executing sonio order, perhaps of
little accouut. He would be so full of rage
and liquor, that he was almost a madman ; and
many were the times that Jack and I wished
ourselves well out of the ship. As yet we had
been unmolested j but we expected our turn
would conic soon.
"More than once, shipmate, mj bluod would
rise, and one day I said the crew ought to take
the management of tho ship into their own
hands. It would be mutiny, I kuow, but I
thought that we should bo justified in doiug so.
I was saying this to Jack, and unpcrccivcd old
Sam Marline had conic up and overheard me.
" 'Shipmates,' he said, laying a hand on each
of our shoulders, 'it is well for you that no
body but me heard that remark of yours, or it
might have found its way to the captain's ears,
('apt. Sampson ia master here, and wc must
obey him. This makes four voyages that I
have been with him, nud as yet ho has never
laid his hand upon me, and 1 hopo I have
saved many of the crew from his hands. But,
shipmate, this is the last voj-agc that I'll ever
make with him, and I ask you to bear with
him until we reach home again. Do not bring
yourself into danger. Your life would be
worth uothiug if he knew the words you have
just spoken."
"We knew that old Sam was right, so wo
gave him our hand on it j but I don't think ho
would have required it, could he have foreseen
what a day- would bring forth.
[Concluded ill our Ac.i.7.]
Loyal League Mummeries.
Mr. Win. Driver, exposes in the Nashville
Banner, the foolish niuuuneoius of tlm Loyal
Leagues now so numerous in the South. The
following extracts show the ahmxn-l absurdity
of these money-making combinations:
At the first door you give two light taps aixr '
whisper through n hole therein, "Loyal Men."
The door opens. You move on to a second
door and give two taps. A loop hole is opened.
You whisper "Must rule," and are then march
ed around a darkened room and welcomed b}r
the "Good Chairman," iu the following words
?"The good and true are always iTcleome,"
You have now marched round the room and
arc placed before an altar on which is spread
the American flag. Here also lies open a Bi
ble and a book with the old, original, unaltered
Constitution of the United States, gift of our
ttithers, as it was, is and ever should be?un
There, too, lie crossed two common swords
such as are worn by army surgeons. Between
the points a mysterious bronze chalice filled
with something, tho smell of which reminds
you of "Old Robertson."
On your right, at a small altar, stands long,
lank, lean "Forty Acres j" behind you, at an
other desk or alter, stunde a once Provost
Marshal. Aronnd this long, dark, dirty room,
the "Loyal Leagurers," somo black and some
white, and among them some of our most worthy
citizens. There are also a few whoso "cop
pers" sticks out through the white wash given
by this "Loyal League." .
The gas is now darkened, and "Forty Acres,"
with eyes upturned like a "duck in a thunder
storm," his lean bauds opened out toward
Heaven, mumbles out n prayer! This dono,
tbc jolly, good naturcd, kind looking Miller,
not "of Mansfield," though quite as portly,
steps forward with book and watch in hand,
and fires the mysterious looking cup, which
darts up a flickering blue flame, such as is re
presented as burning in the "Eternal Hades."
With your right hand on the book, and tho
left in the air, you now take the "oath of alle
giance," known to all, ami are most particular
ly required "to defend tho Constitution of the
United States" (unaltered), on which your
baud rests, and the Constitution of the State of
Tennessee. What is the latter constitution?
Who can tell?
You are also sworn to keep tl.o secrets of
the League, "to vote for none but loyal men,"
kv. In that long, dark, dirty room, on the
the right side of which stood about one hun
dred old rusty muskets, in such presence, be
fore the flickering blue flame which but made
"darkness visible," with the usual twang of
Forty Acres' voice in prayer still sounding hi
my cars, I was. with others; made u Loyal
Lea'Mter. Surrounded with such parapherna
lia n|" humbug, wc weie sworn also, as before
said, to do cvqn unto death all in out power to
make liberty eternal, to- "vote for no lie but
loyal men," &c- '
Wo Were ntfat initiated i>yfo- tfro signs- ami
pass-words, &c. Let one sTrffjee'^ but if yotf
wish you can have them nil. Tor pass yorrrseTf"
as a Leaguer, whew rpiestoued give the '*VoW
L.'s"?as follows, right hand ruisedito HtaWm,
thumb aud third finger,,touching,.their entiV
over the palm, and ., pronounce; ( "Liberty.''
Bringing the hand down on a line with the
.shoulder, pronounce, "Lincoln.'' Dropping
the hand oped at your sides, pronounce
"Loyal." With your hand | and firrgerh dowi.~
ward in the chest, the thumb .thus into
the vest or waistband across the; biwiy^
nounce "League."
There is a great deaf of other "&>mi?K>lery'''
of the same character, unworthy ot place1 Wetifc,
Suffice it to say that stteft is the character of a
combination which bids fair to rcbaptise/ our*
unhappy Southern soil with blood?such are
the willing or duped instruments- ready to ear
ry out tho will of our modern JcfFrys and IJaL
rymplcs, "Masters of Stair Glcnlyoiis and?
Lindsleys?such nro the Loyal X^gwi?
which in darkened rooms,, before bine
mysterious looking fires, cross swords ami
psalm I singing humbugs, havo sworn in
"about forty-fivo thousand" simple freedmcu,
and taken from each a miserable balf-dofSrr fee
for initiation. Those poor creatures nave'
stood before that blue flame and all the f**>?a.T
grim parapherwnfe* of this dark romn Irwmbug,
with a superstitious awe, mingled with fear. To'
them it was the "Carlo Dithaa" of their native
jungles, the "Obi Man" with his poisoned co
coanut. They will never forget that blue flume,
those crossed swords, the wild upturned eye of
"Forty Acres," with ominously uplifted linger'
of the worthy "Miller," as lie pronimnce^ke
"Anathema. Maranatha," on all who secede, or
. .'.'Ml
break the terrible pledge. Poor, simple,
wronged creatures! In the wild' 'storms- of
midnight, when the blue lightning thrusts its
fingers through the storm tossed cloud, their
imagination will bring out, clothed with, hor
ror, that darkened room, that mysterious ftamcr
the upturned eye of "Forty Acres," and the;
"so mote it be" of the mixed multitude.
Mexican Presidents,
"? <* ,r - ' ?'.
W? c?py ike- ScShwva^ ae? sc matter of inters
est, and? to give an idea off fcho^liuuibcr fttfd
variety of dynasties which have' followed orie. (
anothor in rapid succession! during- (rite post'
forty-five years, in Mexico, since- she time 6fr
its independence, the year 1821 :
1821? Iturbide, General-in-Chief.'
1822? Iturbide, Emperor.
1S23?Generals Guerro Bravo and Ncgreto,.
Dicta torsi
1S21!?General" Victor fa, PrcstdciWt
1827?Gcueraza, President
182D?Guerrero, Dictator
1830?Bustaraento, JKbisideut
1832?Pedrasa, President.
1835?Santa Anna, President.
1837?Bustanicnte, President
1840? General Farinos, President".
1841? Bustamente, President;
1841?Santa Anna, President*
1843? Retirement of-Santa Anna, BUeoonotf .
not known.
1844? Sauw Anna, President
1845? Gcu. Gavnlyo, President.
1847?Jose Justo CarO, President.
1847? Parcdes, President.
1848? Santa A nua, President
1850?Arista, President
1852? Juan Celiallos, President.
1849? Manuel Lombard in i, President, |
. 1853?Santa Anna,. President,?April, 2?tl>.
1853? Santa Anna, Dictators-Dee.. |w,
1855? Akerez, Dictator. '
1856? ComonforU, President- 1
1858?Zuloaga, President.. i
1858? Miranion, Vico-Prcsidenti
1859? Zuloaga, President
18G0?Miramon, President.
1861?Juarcs, President
1864?Maximillian, Emperor, and Jnnnav
President. i
1867?Maximilian fallou aud Juarei Pre*i
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If a business man," thou1 shalt advertise, that
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Thou shall not read the manuscript \w the
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