Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 11, Number 15, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 9 October 1880 — Page 2
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fu ever a man before** bleaaedT I secretly reflect. My pairing thought ahu must have gncaaoa, tot now dear lips on mine are pressed.
An arm t* round ray neck. -1 Dear treanure of my life— God bl» her—little wife!
SMALL liEGINNINdS.
One step and then another. And then the longest walk Is ended One stitch and then another.
And the largest rent 1* mended One brick upon another, And the highest wall ia made One flake|upon another,
And the deepest snow to laid.
Then do not look dtoheartenod O'er the work you have to do, And my that such a mighty ta*k
You never can get through But Jtisrt endeavor day by day, Another point to gain. And won the mountain which you feared,
Will prove to be plain.
Tinsley's Magazine.
On The Heights,
AN ADVENTURE AT BARMOUTH.
"I will stand up to shout," Hash said, "Will you loan back against the Mil? I •will lay your ootwin down with her head in your lap. She is sound as a top. Now for It!" and standing up, Hugh gave a shout with all the power of his longs.
Tnero was a pause in the moveraont of the lanterns, and then a shout. "Ilallo-a-a!" Hugh shouted again "this way?"
Rapidly the lanterns came flittering along the road till thoy were down in front of them. "Here wo are! hero are the ladid#" Hugh shouted. "Any one hurt?" "Not much but we can't got either up or down. You must let a rope down to tis from above, llore we are,' and Hugh struck a match and lighted a large piece' ©fmpor. "Havo the party above got ropes?"
Thero was shouting backward and forward, but the party ropcH
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TERRE HAUTE, OCT. 9, 1880
MY LITTLE WIFE.
Oar tabic to *pread for two to-night-No eue«tn oar bounty share The damask cloth snowy white, The service elegant and bright,
Onr china quaint and rare My little wife preside*, And perfect love abides. I watch her a» the pooni the tea, w!i,SSS«MSem»»(™e 8be mixes in the cream for me,
A bright «mlle on her face Ana a* she send* it up
I pledge her in my enp.
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"Send back for thom at once," Hugh shouted, "and be suro and tell the lady that no damage is done here."
How do you feel now?—I was to say cousin Amy," ho laughed
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really haven't the pleasure of knowing your name." "Amy Herbert."
How do you fool now, Miss Herbert?" "I fed weak, and rather headachy," she said "but there is nothing really the matter with mo. What an mcape I have had!" "Yea, vott had a narrow sqoak of it," Hugh said frankly "just another pound or two of impetus and you would have gone over the ledgo."
Sho wiw silent, and ho went onrfgg "Do yon object to smoko? Booausoif you don't I should really like to Jjght
'•Aot at all," Amy said. ,'There's something comfortable afcrat a pipe," Hugh said, when it was fifirly alight "somehow ono can talk whentOne gots a pipe alight." "I tnVnk
link mion can talk at all times," Amv w»ld, with rt flash of fear upuafc spirits. -ltj "Souiomon can," Hugh smd. Ictfft' talk to men but, do you know, somepww I can't talk with women. lent talk With vou now because I don't see you. and because I am smoking but I shoulcl f«l horribly tmcomfortaWo If I met you fto the moVning."
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I did not know any men weij shy with women, nowadays," Atrir saidH "Shv?" Hugh repented. "Well, support it iaasort of »hynaw,wtth 1 nover had any sisters, and sp, you fee* I never got in no way of talking to glrU.
raud
It is very annoying sometimes, xnakw* people think m* a boar. Isu lought «o. You tuna* Jmve. aono
yott thoug so." "Yc*," Amy aAld. "I thmight bear. 1 am not accustomed to shy jtMnig men, and slmplv fancied you did not want to speak to strangers. And now,
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lease mo exactly what happened, 1 shall haw to tell aunt, and 1 havo only a confused Idea of whatjbas taken pliico."
Again Hugh told her the facts. "Then I owe m'v life to you," the ilU'U ft VV**1»«1 HIV VV »VU| .... girl said, when he had finished.. "t really don't think vou do," Hugh naid, it, a matter-of-fact way.
Avoided *U mk. 'll
jxwulblo Mil mujo-nwrrow tUst
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rwteful, or anything of that uo nam awav Iri rartiarron.*!*, Th* firt felt by \he totte of Hugh'* voice, that there was not imy «®*atum alnit him that he really meant what Mb paid. "I tn'nv ju^t Hlmnk ymt,' nowT" she a*k*xl «{uie»ly." "Y«t, iust 'thankyou*'" heaaid light .. "If 1 were a you wonld shake hand* over It?" the girl asked# "Yes," Hughsaia. {'tame gi^ me your hind."
He stooped down, and she put hsr hand into hla. "Thank yo\»," j*h« said In a deep, quiet, earnest ^«ce.
Th*» as he itws again, she went on, in a changed voice: "Now tuind, it la a bargain. We ha\-« shaken hands on it, 1 nm not to he «*tcfttl, and von am not to he afraid of me, but are to be as natural with mesa with Ida.'*.-* "That Is Tmrgfetn," Httfh t»*t^meit' with a l*»ngh. "I Jont think ahail shv with vo«t in the futum. 1 never talced 9o much to woman in my life. 1 tattwv U'a hecaua« I cant »e® your face. -I don't know whether to take that for **«wupltm«ttt or tha wvorse," Amy
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"Now you mnst wake Ida. How sound she sleeps! Now let mo help you on to your feet."
Even with the aid of the rope it was a work of considerable difficulty to get Amy Herbert up to the top of the slope for she was very weak and shaken and unable to do much to help herself. At last it was managed and then she was helped carefully down a steep path close by the road below, where a carriage from the hotel was In waiting for them. "Will you come up and see my aunt?" Amy aske4, as they stopped before the door. "Not to-night, thank you. I will come up in the morning to see how you are after the shake and, please," he said, "tell your aunt of our bargain, for it would be awful to come up here to be thanked." "Good-night," the girl said. "I wont forget. Come early. Now, Ida, come along with me you will soon be in bed.
Two months later Mr. Herbert walking up and down his breakfast room in a towering passion. Amy was sitting in a great arm chair. "It monstrous, it is incredible," Mr. Herbert exclaimed. "Here you, for whom I have looked for a capital match, who refused three of the best men in the district last year, are away for two and a half months in this beggarly Welsh village, and you come back ana deliberately tell me that you have engaged yourself to an artist, a fellow I never heard of." "Dear old daddy," Amy said, very complacently, "don't get angrv about it. Come and sit down and talk it over reasonably, as you always do things ^yith mo." "No, no, Amy. I know very well what your reasonable talking means, I am'not to be coaxed or wheedled or made a fool of. It's all very well when you want a pair of new ponies or anything of that kind you may have set your mind on, but there is a limit to everything." "Well, but we must talk the question over, daddy." "Not at all, not at all no talk i9 neoessary. You tell me that you want to marry this fortune hunting artist say at once I won't hear of it that it's out of the question that I will not hear a single word about such a ridiculous affair." "Now, why should you call him a fortune hunter?" Amy said, seising at once upon the weak point. He has not sn idea that there is any fortune in the case. He saw me staying in poky lodgings at Barmouth, and, beyond the fact that I live at Manchester, he knows nothing about me. He tells me that he has enough for us to live on very quietly, in addition to his profession. So, ou see. he can't be called a fortune unter." "Well, well, it makes no matter. The thing is monstrous, and I won't hear of It." "Well, daddy, I will do just as you like, ana I won't say any more about it now but, of course, to-morrow I must talk about it, because it is out of the question that I should break my word which I havo given, and should make him unhappy, and be awfully unhappy myself, so I shall havo to talk about him, and you will have to listen"— the father had sat down—"because though, as my papa, you have a perfect right to say, I will not consent to your marrying this man,' still, you know, I must talk about a thing wnich is making me very unhappy. And it will be so much bettor and nicer, daddy," and she went over to him now and sat herself down on his knee, with her arm round his nock, "if you give in at once. Because, you know^you can't keep in a naughty temper with me long and be sides, you would be very unhappy if was unhappy and at last, you know, you will have to give up being cruel and cross, and will tell me to be happy my own way. "Amy,' look ver
So, Mr. Herbert went off shaking h£S head, and although still determined, yot at heart vory doubtful of his powfer of resistance. Amy went to her special sanctum, and wrote her first letter to Hugh. Tho following sentences show that she had no doubt whatever on tho subject:
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very much you would have come roniitfiMtt of vour taint I could hav* hetp fwurt flsrni(mth, Howowr, of atnum I atfed tor tJM Tks*r,
Mddy does not take kindly to the notion as yet. He doesn't know yon, vou see. and it has of course oome upon him a lit tie suddenly but he is the very best and kindest of all the daddies hi the world, and in a very few days ho will see it in quite the right light. It is of no use vour writing or coming to me here till he is quite reasonable out I expect by this day week to havo everything arranged. *1 will let yott know what train to coma by, «nil will tnpet yon at
*hft tha?'kWi4 thor»hw fnthert 'bot at anv nitw it was oxaetlv that day week that Hugh Gamon, having obeyed in-Ys-j stmction#, and got out at the station *idirected, five nuTt* from Manchester, was a little snrprised arid much disappointed atnot seeing hoc upon the platform. "Your luggage, sir! Are you the gentlethan fe* th* Hawtliofcns? Vfrry well, sir, Vkill send un the portmanteau
Mis* Herbert is in the pony carriage." "Bless me, Amy, Hugh said, after the first greeting, as they drove Oft, "you used to talk this turnout attention in the pnrit. Amy looked at her with a puttied glance, ••vou're not a swell, are yon?—because that would he dreadful."
Well, Hugh, if being a swell means having l«jt» ofmoney, I supppoaej am ono, for daddy has lota upon lota. He's got cotton mul».yoo know. Bat there's nothing dreadfultn that. "You ought to have told me. Amy," Hugh said, a lit tie gravely. «7wK bsie," toe girl said. "In the lirst place, it waa ntai to knowJtas* ytni fell in love with me without knowing whether I had a halfpenny in the second place, yon would very Hasty havo ran away if wo had thought I was rich and to tell vo« the truth. Master Hugh, I had no idea of letting you run away. There, Hugh. thereU» home isnVit nrettvf* "ItSi almost a palaoe," Hugh atid in dismay.
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eiy stern, "I have spoiled you.
I have allowed mo." "No, daddy, I can't allow that-^not tyrannize. 1 have lod you for your own ood, and you haye boen as happy ac the lav is long—" .«*
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tho protest, "I am to reap th« reward my Toll v. That you Should hlkWixiftrried a man of high rank I expected had you married a firstrato man of business 1 should have been contented. But an artistt!" "Well, daddy' .we won't talk any more about it to-day. Now I'll just smooth those naughty wrinkles* and I'll kiss yon on each cheek and the qaiddje of vour hose. There, now, it looks like Itself. Thero! ten o'clock striking,, and you not off! Mind, I shall expect you up to luncheon."
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TERRE HAUTE SATURDAY EVENING MAIL.
TRIED.
lisle Mercur went home early this evening. little Pet had said good-by, after "dinner, with heavy eyes that followed him all the way to the bank, and kept reminding him of some they had once closed in death in that same household.
Willie was buried iust three years ago to-morrow. The father went lightly up the stairs, straight on his way to the nursery. As he turned at the head of the gf-atrremfl Mrs. Morcur stepped out of her dressing room door into the blase of the hall lights, elegantly arrayed for an evening party. Sne paused in surprise at seeing her husband home so early. Pretty and piquant as she stood before him, 'her delicate beauty, as soft and ethereal as the dress she wore, quite dispelled the stern expression on his lips, and the reproach In his tones died down to simple surpriset as he asked: 'Are you going out to-night, Fanny?'
Yes. Why not?' she inquired, in her
fluttering, girlish way. 'Your baby, in a sad, reproving style. r, Liisle, she's on well ana Lette will sit by her. She
dear,' the husband said,
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earnest face, looking with sure, disap^ pointed inquiry into hers. 'She says must not snut myself up like a nun.' 'Do vou think your French maid cares more for you than I do, Fanny?'
The small hands worked uneasily, opening and shutting her tan. She was always lost when this strong man's love spoke to her in this twofold, unappealable way. So she ignorantly pushed aside the steadying nand that would have guided her into beautiful woman hood, and said the least bit peevishly: 'Come. Liisle, don't be always making me solemn. Say good-night and kiss me and tell me to go and be happy.'
The husband bent over and kissed the red lips held up coaxingly to his, and encircling the slight waist for a moment with his arm, said in his deep, sad way •Go and be happy, Fanny.'
She glided down the stairs and sprang into the carriage waiting for her at the door, but could not shake off the strange feeling that her husband's manner had inspired, until fairly launched into the brilliant whirl of giddy enjoyment at Mrs. Grange's. Lisle Mercur watched her graceful, retreating figure until it went out of sight. As the front door closed after her ne turned heavily, with the great want his beautiful wife so lightly comprehended, and walked to the nursery door. It stood slightly ajar. A little querulous voice kept repeating: 'No, no Pet wants Flynn.' 'Sh! 'Sh! Lette's hero. Lette's bettei* than- Flynn.'
Pet turned on the pillow and looked at the fussy French girl with childish incredulity! 'Pet wants Flynn.'
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Lette was becoming annoyed at the child's persistency, and pushed back her chair impatiently.
Mr. Mercur was about to open the door and go in, when he heard a rustle at the foot of pet's bed, and a pale, wean' faced woman gilded in from a room adorning the nursery, and stooped over he restless child. Her lips touched the hot cheek, and two fat arms went a her neck, like love chains fro angel's heart. Pet was quiet needed no hushing. The Flynn's cool hand was al for her. Lette went bui trough the door at the foot fter awhile Flynn unlocked the clasped about her neck and hoi them in her own, sat down by the side and looked at the head nestled on the dainty pillow. Her white illegible face was partially turned toward the hall door, where lisle Mercur stood with a father's pardonable curiosity. Ho always regarded his young sister's governess as a oalm, gentle woman, with soul enough for her position. To-night he caught a glimpse of something more. Thai strange power toward which childun-
gaze, timuea in tne tow sure utterance o? herCbnscioua words asserted itself in her'lightest touch, Lisle saw why his child wanted Flynn. She
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one of
those women who. when otie knows thom, breathe poetry to the very elements, m"en though they shrink from talking or singing it. To such, it must not go through many hands, all dabbing at its freshness. So sne took to this fair child, and whisperW hter sweet thoughts to her. And thegr g«w so quietly and naturally together, jthat even the close sighted rather riever knew of tho union until the night whon accident showed him Pet'* companionShip. And Ids pretty wife flashed back in his face the truth that as for spiritual communion be wa» alone.
Pet lav so still he thought she must be falling asleep. Then he heard her say, softly, 'Mamma's gone
famma's gone, Flynn.
Flvnn smiled.
knew Pot wou
after a night of dissipation, and bade her confront the sunken cheeks and glassy eyes starting back in her fhoe like a solemn warning. She gazed for a moment like one transfixed, and the truth fastened slowly on her unwilling consciousness. She could not bear it. She turned fiercely toward him, and, with a wild gesture, almost shrieked: •Stop vour idle prating. I will live while do live.'
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Mamma was pretty.' 'Mamma was yery pretty,' said., 'Whv didn't God make Flynn prettier?'
Flynn
Hlod knew,' Flynn said, reverently and the child raised her eyes as she ycr. They came back in pnn again. *Mami&t wore beautiful flowers!*
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'Wear yours whore mamma wears ^rs.' Flynn understood.- flbsgatheredthc little form up in her aonf, and ptessM it close to her loving woman's heart. Thin bud she wair nurturing would open one day into Flynn's teauttfai blossom —not mamma'a.
Ho thought papa «s ho walked ontride the door, while the pale governess walked the nursery floor with the burden on her breast, and at last laid it down sleeping on the bed. Thai he went b^dt to his room and waited for marqma. She came home long after midnight and slept late into tho morning. When she met her husband at dinner ake said in ehildish way. quite exultingly
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Lette said she was quiet add slept wetL' The fatberthougktofweary feet going to and fro in the qureery, and the low luUsbv hummed softly in his baby^ ear. Thinking of the subtle mane of this woman's votoe, he forgot what iamaw if, or Upt^& j^aattete. So
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Mrs. Mferar grew feverishly fond of exdOttWt-wMtiMny-golng. Her husband remonstrances were .unheeded and at last, growing weary of her Weak
accusations and twAftttttiiig comparisons of his conduct aad JL«s«bs's he gave up the attempt of restrainiag her, until be saw that her health was rapidly giving wav. Then he pleaded with her, gently Imt carneetly. She iaughed at hi* fear*,
you. Now, look quite and turned to the pleasures die was
tanmtnt and bright Hugh, for, of course madly pursuing with renewed eagerness, want him to like you. almost as much' Dqt^rurged him to more to her mirror one morning
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The end of her race was reached last, and she lay dowti to die. It was grim place she was verging on. The phnntoms and shadows were all passed. The real chastx$ the genuine gloom, were just outside. Should she go back, seeking aid of the pleasure hunters, through this place they had led her to? Ah! they were cheerless guides now. "I am dying, Lisle, she hoarsely whispered. He gathered her oold hands in his warm ones, but he could not remove the chill. "I am dying, Lisle!" she shrieked, piteously. He bowed his head over her pillow till his lips touched her damp forehead but they had no comfort for her here. "Help me, my husband!"
He could have helped her once. He could only turn, in his deep distress, and groan now. A quick thought flashed througn him hopefully. "Shall I call Flgin?" ie dying eyes looked up imploring-
hope
which he longed to read, If there were hope of life in his wife, the lids lay down so heavily on her eyes.
Fanny turned to her, with a wild
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"FTeln me.'Flvnn!
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Here,'Fanny, closer than I can como to you." "If I could see Him! if I could fort Him!" she cried, clingingly, as if reaching out in the dark. "Call him as you call me. Ask Him to help you as yon ask me. He loves better than I, Fanny. He can go farther than I. He is right here. Can't you see Him—can't you feel Him?" said the low voice, in tones that thrilled one with the consciousness of an invisible presence.
The look of terror went from the ghastly face, and the faint shadow of a coming smile paused for an instant on the dying lips that only had breath to say: "Y—e—s." ,7
Sho was gone where they could do no more for her. Lisle Mercur loft Pet with Flynn, and went abroad. Two years passed, and he did not return. Then came a lfetter, saving he would sail in two days more, in the Solitaire.
Toward the close of summer, just at twilight one evening, the two sat alone in the window seat of the library, looking at the old lighthouse far up the beach on the Rocky Point. "It looks ugly—don't it, Flynn?" "Yes," said Flynn, thoughtfully. 'It looks very lonely and bare and grim in the daylight nut how was it last night?"
Pet remembered how the storm had raged and the sea roared all night, and how she clung to Flynn, wild with fear lest they should all, home, sea and winds, Tb© whirled together in terrible destruction. Then, shining in through the chamber window, gleamed that solitary light from the old tower, and then Flynn said: "Look, child, what is it like?" "Like a star of hope, isn't it, Flynn?"
Flynn said. "Yes," add hoped that it might be sucri to those at sea. She did not whisper the dreadful fear She had in her heart—that a vessel, homeward bound, might go doifn that dismal night. She soothed the little head that might be fatherless, and wove that In her prayers.
Later in the ev&ning cam,e a messenger saying that the Solitaire bad foundered In the storm the night before, and it was reliably reported that all on board had perished. Almost within sight of home! Flynn had learned to fear cruel tidings. So no one knew how she felt. The servants gathered, whispering, in the hall. She went out, and bade them disperse, in a Jiusky voice, until Pet was asleep. The lamps were not lighted, and they could nofcsoe lior
took the child lo her chamber and sat beside her until she was asleep. 'Then she tnoVM like a st*6ue down the fctairs into the presence of tho cowering servants, who were waiting as if by Instinct for Iter Commands. 'W^ will have no lights to-night,' sho said in a voice that thrilled through darkness. 'Let all retire and the house be quiet to-morrow will be soon enough,' There was no need to sayjQr what it would be soon enough, and they went, from her presence awe-stricken and oppressed with gloom. When they were all gone sh© went back to the window seat in the library, where she had been sitting with Pet, and, kneeling down, buried her face in the cushions. The murmur of the waves breaking softly on the beach came in flit the open window.
Lisle Mercur had toiled in hdvrmce of the Solitaire, contrary to his expectati ons when he wrote. When the news of that vessel's wreck reachod his fiitiily he was already impatiently moving towaM home. It was dtill comparatively early in the evening when h^aMghtfd from the coach in front of bis own house. Surprised at ftadlng If Hose and. dark he went arottna toward thte baok rmrt of the prorai^ infcandiaK to arouse ono of the eervants.^ As
library window he opBervocf thiujt was open, and, springing to thefcrw balcony, going ftt wlttf something suddenly arrested bis attention. »Uop»ng over to examine more closely, he was startled by the rfght of a human face frnif buried in tho crimson cushions. Just then the moon came front iiader a cloud and shone full upoti fhe object, at ... pgj.. lynn, asleep in the midst "of prayer.
right. She had passed through a great agony, and she had dreamed a short, sweet dream. It was over now, and she must go back to her self-sustenance. In a moment of mutual silence she called up her old habit of calmness, and said as firmly as she could: "We feared you were drowned." "I thought* you would, and hurried home on that account." "The servants are horrified, bnt, thank heaven, Pet is spared what I feared sho mnst be made aware soon." "Flvnn"—the pale face turned so that the moonlight would not strike it so broadly—"did anyone else grieve for me?"
She trembled visibly, and tried hard to say something verging close on propriety. "Spare me this, Flynn," he said, pleaaing. "Come down from this distance at which I have viewed you, and tell me for once what I ask." "How far would you have me come?" she said, with a quiet significance that he understood at onoe. "Not beyond the borders of female delicacy. 1 forgot in the intensity of the moment that had not met you there with a broad avowal of my lovo^-love such as men seldom give to women, Blynn."
She gazed at him as if to comprehend his meaning, and said, musingly "I have wandered so long that I am lost now." "Come home, Flynn," he said, reaching out his arms to her. "Lay your head where it lay a moment sinoe. Trust me. Be mine.'
Her head dropped where it was to rest henceforth. "Tell me why you wore bending here as one dead?" "For you," she said, shivering. "I thought you were dead.'' "Then you loved me?"^ J*. "Oh, Lisle!" The fervor of K^'wdrds thrilled his soul. "How long has this been, Flynn?" "Since I came here as your sister's governess."
He started suddenly. {r "Before Fanny?" "Yes," said a voice, tinged with long borne sorrow. "Flynn, Flynn, you have suffered!"
She smiled a smile born of deep, soul struggles. "It has not boen in vain." The veil was lifted now. Lisle Mercur saw the loving, purified character shining oui througn the face he held to his lips. "You shall suffer no more alone, dar-
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