Crawfordsville Weekly Journal, Crawfordsville, Montgomery County, 2 August 1901 — Page 11

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Estate of John Nutt, deceased. OTICE OF LETTERS TESTAMENTARY.

Notice is hereby Kiven that the undersigned has duly qualified and given bond us executor of iho last will and testament of John Nutt, late of Montgomery county, state of Indiana, deceased, and that letters testamentary on said estate have been duly granted to Edmund S. Nutt.

Said estate is supposed to be solvent. EDMUND S. NUTT. Executor. Dated Julv 20th, 1001. 8-2 3t

DMINISTRATOR'S SALE.

Notice is hereby given that the undersigned administrator of the estate of John W. Kirkpatrick, will sell at public auction the personal property of said estate on Wednesday, August 14, 1901, at the late residence of the deceased, on the Montgomery gravel road about three miles southwest of Linden, in Madison township, Montgomery county, Indiana. That such property consists of three work horses, one light harness stallion, one live-year-old jack, one bull, two milk cows, four yearling calves, one spring calf, thirty-live head" of hogs, sixtyfour head of sheep and lam os, one farm wagon, one two-seated carriage, almost new, also a lot of harness, farming implements and other articles. The sale will begin at 10 o'clock on said day.

TKHMS:—All sums of $5 and under cash in hand over ?5 a credit of twelve months will be given, the purciiuser giving his note therefor with approved security.

WILLIAM H. WILSON,

7-23 It 7-26 2t Administrator.

OTICE TO NON-RESIDENTS.

State of Indiana. Montgomery county. In the Montgomery circuit court. September term, 19ul,

Gilbert H. Hamilton et nl. vs. Joseph E. Hamilton etal., Complaint No. 13,749. Comes now the plaintilTs by John M. La Rue and Wm. C. Mitchell, attorneys, and llle their complaint herein, in partition, together with an affidavit that said defendants, Joseph E. Hamilton, John W. Waugh, James H. Waugh, Eddie Roister Waugh. Richard Hargrave Waugh, Mary Elizabeth Waugh, Walter Scott Waugh. Jennie May Crist and Minnie Agnes Waugh are not residents of the state of Indiana.

Notice is therefore hereby [riven said defendants that unless they be and appear on the 10th day of the next term of the Montgomery circuit court, the same being the 20th day of September A. D., 1901, at the court, house in Crawfordsville, in said county and state, and answei or demur to said complaint, the same will be heard and determined in their absence.

Witness my name, and the seal of said court, affixed at Crawfordsville, this 27th day of Julv A. D., 1901. DUMONT KENNEDY. w8-2-3t Clerk.

OTICE TO NON-RESIDENTS.

Stato of Indiana, Montgomery county. In circuit court. September term, 1901. No 13,746. James Grantham vs. the Chicago & Southeaster! Railway Company, the Central Trust Compan.-, the Metropolitan Trust Company, Theodore P. Davis, trustee.

The plaiiRilT iu the above entitled cause having tiled his application and complaint therein, together with an affidavit that the defendant., The Metropolitan Trust Company, and the defendant. The Central Trust Company, are each a foreign corporation, and are each a non-resi-dent of the state of Indiana, and that neither of said defendants has ail agent or attorney in Montgomery county: that the cause of action alleged in the compiaint arose in this state, and is in relation to real estate situated in the state of Indiana that each of said defendants is a necessary party to the linal determination of the matter set up in the complaint that plaintiff's complaint and application is to assess the damages to the plaintiff by the appropriation of the following described real estate, to-wit:

Beginning at a point on the west boundary line of section nine (9), in township seventeen (17) north, range three (3) west, in Montgomery county, Indiana, due north of the center line of what is known as the Midland Railroad, (now the Chicago & Southeastern Ka'lroad, and forty (40) feet distant from said center line at its nearest point to said point of commencement, and running thence from said point of commencement, northeastward and parallel with said center line of said railroad, to a point in the boundary line between the lands of Wesley Grantham and James Grantham, seventy-two (72) rods directly north of the south boundary line of the southwest quarter of section four (4), in said township and range thence east on the line between the lands of the said Granthams and beyond the said center line of the said railroad to a point forty (40) feet distant from said center line at its nearest point thence south westward, and parallel with the center line of the said railroad, to the west boundary line of the northwest quarter of section nine (9), township and range aforesaid thence north to the place of beginning-

Therefore, each of said defendants is hereby notified that the jury to assess the damages, in the above entitled cause under tne application of the plaintiff, James F. Grantham, filed in the office of the clerk of the Montgomery circuit court, on the 26th day of July, 19ol, will meet on the 24th day of September, 1901, at 2 o'clock p. m. on the premises to assess the damages to the plaintiff by the appropriation of said real estate as prayed for in his application.

Witness my name, and the seal of said court affixed at Crawfordsville, this 26th dav of July, 1901. DUMONT KENNEDY,

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Clerk of Montgomery Circuit Court.

DAVID A. CANINE, Sheriff Montgomery County. 8-2 3w

UNDER FLAGS

By "OUI DA."

CHAPTER XI. AXWIIILE tbe subject of their first discourse returned to the chnmbree. It was empty when he returned. The men

wore scattered over the town in one of their scant pauses of liberty. There) a in re Flack. a snow white poodle, asleep in the heat on a sack, who, without wnking, moved his tail in a sign of gratili-l cation sis Cecil stroked him ami sat I down near, betaking himself to Ihe work he had in hand.

It was a stone for the grave of Leon Ramon. There was no other to remember the dead chasseur, no other besides himself save an old woman sitting spinning at her wheel under the low sloping shingle roof of a cottage by the western Biscay an sea.

Cecil's hand pressed the graver along the letters, but his thoughts wandered far from th' place where lie was. Alone there in the great suit scorched barrack room the news that he had read, the presence he had quitted, seemed like a dream. He had never known fully all that he had lost until lie had stood before the beauty of this woman, in whose deep, imperial eyes the light of other years seemed to lie, the memories of oilier worlds seemed to slumber.

Those blue, proud, fathomless eyes! Why had they looked on him? She had come to pain, to weaken, to disturb, to influence him, to shadow his peace, to wring bis pride, to unman his resolve, as women do mostly with men. Was life not hard enough here already that she must make it more bitter yet to bear? "If 1 had my heritage," he thought. And the chisel fell from his hands as he looked down the length of the barrack room, with the blue glare of the African sky through the casement.

Thea he smiled at his own folly, in. dreaming idly thus of things that might have been. '"I will sec her no more," he said to himself. "If I do not take care, I shall end by thinking myself a martyr, the last refuge and consolation of emasculate vanity, of impotent egotism."

At that instant Petit Picpon's keen, pale, Parisian face peered through the door his great black eyes, that at times had so pathetic a melancholy,

There is great neios. Fiqlit inq has beonn.'' and at others such a monkeyish mirth and malice, were sparkling excitedly and gleefully. "You, Picpon? What is it?" "My corporal, there is great news. Fighting has begun, the Arabs want a skirmish and Rake has run a spahis through the stomach, that is all. I don't thinic the man is so much as dead. even. He always docs something when he thinks promotion is comingsomething to get himself out of its way. do you see? And the reason is this: He's a good friend, and loves you, anil he will not be put over your head. 'Me rise afore him'?' said he to me once. 'He's a prince, anil I'm a mongrel got in a gutter! I owe lilra more'n I'll ever pay, and I'll kill the general himself afore I'll insult him that way. So say little to him about the spahis.' He loves you well, docs your Rake." "Well, indeed! Good God! What nobility!" l'icpon glanced at him then with the tact of his nation, glided away and busied himself teaching Flick-Flack to shoulder and present arms, the weapon being a long chibouque stick. "Is this true. Rake—that you intentionally commit these freaks of misconduct to escape promotion?" Cecil nskeil of the man when he stood alone with him in his place of confinement.

Rake flushed a little. "Mischief's bred in me, sir it must come out. It's just bottled up in me like ale. If I didn't take the cork out now and then, I should fly a-pieccs!" "But many a time when you have been close on the reward of your splendid gallantry in the field you have frustrated your own fortune and the wishes of your superiors by wantonly proving yourself unlit for the higher grade they were going to raise you to. Why do you do that?"

Rake fidgeted restlessly and, to avoid the awkwardness of the question, replied like a parliamentary orator by a flow of rhetoric. "Sir, there's a many chaps like me. They can't help nohow busting out when the fit talces 'em. 'Tain't reasonable to blame 'em for it. They're just made so, like a chestnut's made to bust its pod and a chicken to bust Its shell." "But yo« wander from my question," said Cecil gently. "Do you avoid promotion?"

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"Yes. sir, I do," said Rake, something sulkily, for he felt ho was being driven "up a corner." "I do. I ain't not one bit fitter for an officer than a rioting pup is fit to lead them crack packs at home. I should be in a straitwaistcoat if I was promoted. And as for the cross, Lord, sir, that would got me into a world of trouble! I should pawii it for a toss of wine the first day out. or give it to the first girl that winked her black eye for it."

Cecil's eyes rested on him with ai look that said far more than his an-) swer. "Rake. I know you better than! you would let me do if you had a el ject. advancement and earn yourself an unjust reputation for mutinous con-| duct because you are too generous to! be given ment."' "Who's been tolling you that trash, sir?" retorted Rake, with ferocity. "No matter who. It is no trash. It is splendid loyalty of which I ain utterly unworthy, and it shall be my care that it is known at the bureaus, so that henceforth your great merits may be"— "Stow that, sir!" cried Rake vehemently. "Stow that if you please! Promoted I won't be—no, not if the emperor liisself was to order it and come across here to sec it done! A pretty thing surely! Me a officer, and you never a one me a-commanding of you, and you a-saluting of me! By the Lord, sir, we might as well see the camp scullions a-riding in state and the marshal a-scouring out the soup pots! if you don't let me have my own way and if you do the littlest tiling to get me a step, why, sir, I swear as I'm a living being that I'll draw on Chateauroy the first time I see him afterward and slit his throat as I'd slit a jackal's!

There, my oath's took!" And Cecil knew that it was hopeless either to persuade him to his own advantage or to convince him of his disobedience in speaking thus of his supreme before his noncommissioned officer. lie was himself, moreover, deeply moved by the man's fidelity.

He stretched his hand out. "I wish there were more blackguards with hearts like yours. I cannot repay your love, Rake, but I can value it."

Rake put his own hands behind his back. "God bless you, sir, you've repaid it ten dozen times over. But you shan't do that, sir. I told you long ago I'm too much of a scamp. Some day, perhaps, as I said, when I've set tied scores with myself and wiped off all the bad uns with a clear sweep tolerably clean not afore, sir.

And Rake was so sturdily obstinate not to always carry his point. Meanwhile Picpon's. news was correct.

The regiment was ordered out on the march. There was fresh war in the interior, and wherever there was the hottest slaughter there the Black Hawk always flow down with his falcon Hock. When Cecil left his incorrigible comrade, the trumpets were sounding an assembly. There were noise, tumult, eagerness, excitement, delighted zest, on every side. A general order was read to the enraptured squadrons. They were to leave the town at the first streak of dawn.

That evening at the Villa Aioussa there gathered a courtly assembly of much higher rank than Algiers can commonly afford, because many of station as lofty as her own had been drawn thither to follow her to what the Princess Corona called her banishment.

There was a variety of distractions to prevent ennui. There were half a dozen clever Paris actors playing that airiest of vaudevilles in the bijou theater beyond the drawing rooms there were some celebrated Italian singers whom an imperial prince had brought over in his yacht there was the best music there was wit as well as homage whispered in her ear. Yet she was not altogether amused she was a little touched with ennui. "Those men are very stupid! They have not half the talent of that soldier!" she thought once, turning from a peer of France, an Austrian archduke and a Russian diplomatist. "Chateauroy and his chasseurs have an order to march." a voice was saying that moment behind her chair. "There is always fighting here, I suppose?" "Oh, yes. The losses in men are immense, only the Journals would get in trouble if they ventured to say so in France. How delicious La Doche is! She comes in again with the next scene."

The Princess Corona listened, and her attention wandered farther from the archduke to the peer and the diplomatist as from the vaudeville! She did not find Mine. Doche very charming, and she was absorbed for a time looking at the miniatures on her fan.

At the same moment, through the lighted streets of Algiers, Cigarette, like a union, of fairy and of firry, was flying with the news. Cigarette had seen the flame of war at its height and had danced in the midst of its whitest heat as young children dance to see the fires leap red in the black winter's night. Cigarette loved the battle, the charge, the wild music of bugles, the thunder tramp of battalions, the sirocco sweep of light squadrons.

CHAPTER XII. HE African day was at its noon.

From the first break of dawn the battle had raged. Now, at

midday, it was at its height. Far in tbe interior, almost at the edge of the great desert, in that terrible season when the air that is flame by day is ice by night and when the scorch of a blaz ing sun may be followed in. an hour by the blinding fury of a snowstorm, the slaughter had gone on hour through hour under a shadowless sky, blue as

steel, hard as a sheet of trass." The Arabs had surprised the French encampment. whore it lay in the center of an arid plain that was called Zaraila. Hovering like a cloud of hawks on the entrance of the Sahara, massed together for one mighty if futile effort, with all their ancient war lust and with a new despair, the tribes who refused the yoke of the alien empire were once again in arms, were once again combined in defense of those limitless kingdoms of drifting sand, of that beloved belt of bare and desolate land so useless to the conqueror, so dear to thei noma-!.

Circling, sweeping, silently, swiftly,) with that rapid spring, that marvelous whirlwind of force, that, is of Africa and of Africa alone, the tribes lia.il

a step above mine in the regi-i rushed down in the darkness of night,

lightly as a kite rushes through the gloom of the dawn. For once the vigi-1 lance of the invader served him naught for once the Frankish camp was surprised oif its guard. While the air was still chilly with the breath of the night, while the first gleam of morning had barely broken through the mists of the cast, while the picket fires burned through Iho dusky gloom and the sentinels and vedettes paced slowly to and fro and circled round, hearing nothing worse than the stealthy tread of the jackal or the muffle.! flight of a night bird, afar in the south a great dark cloud had risen, darker than the brooding shadows of the earth and sky.

The cloud swept onward, like amass of cirri, in those shadows shrouded. Fleet as though wind driven, dense as though thunder charged, it moved over the planes. As it grew nearer and nearer it grew grayer, a changing mass of white and black that fused, in the obscurity, into a shadow color, a dense array of men and horses flitting noiselessly like spirits and as though guided alone by oue rein and moved alone by one breath and one will not a bit champed, not a linen fold loosened, not a shiver of steel was heard. As silently as the winds of the desert sweep up northward over the plains, so they rode now, host upon host of the warriors of the soil.

The outlying vedettes, the advanced sentinels, had scrutinized so long through the night every wavering shade of cloud and moving form of buffalo in the dim distance that their sleepless eyes, strained and aching, failed to distinguish this moving mass that was so like, tbe brown plains and starless sky that it could scarce be told from them.

Awake while his comrades slept around him, Cecil was stretched half unharnessed. Do what he would, force himself into the fullness of this fierce and hard existence as he might, ho could not burn out or banish a thing that had many a time haunted him, but never as it did now—the remembrance of a woman. lie almost laughed as he lay there on a pile of rotting straw and wrung the truth out of his own heart that lie, a soldier of these exiled squadrons, was mad enough to love that woman whose deep, round eyes had dwelt with such serene pity upon him. Well, it was but one thing more that was added to all that he had of his own will given up. lie was dead. He must be content, as the dead must be, to leave the warmth of kisses, the glow of delight, the possession of a woman's loveliness, the homage of men's honor, the gladness of successful desires, to those who still lived in the light he had quitted.

Flick-Flack, coiled asleep in his bosom, thrilled, stirred and growled. He rose and, with the little dog under his arm, looked out from the canvas. He knew that the most vigilant sentry in the service had not the instinct for a foe afar off that Flick-Flack possessed, lie gazed keenly southward, the poodle growling on. That cloud so dim, so distant, caught his sight. Was it a moving herd a shifting mist, a shadow play between the night anil dawn?

For a moment longer he watched it then what it was he knew or felt by such strong instinct as makes knowledge, and, like the blast of a clarion, his alarm rang over the unarmed and slumbering camp.

An Instant, and the hive of man, eo still, so motionless, broke into violent movement, and from the tents half clothed sleepers poured, wakened and fresh in wakening as hounds. Perfect discipline did the rest. With marvelous, with matchless, swiftness and precision they harnessed and got under arms. They were but 1,500 or so in all —a single squadron of chasseurs, two battalions of zouaves, half a corps of tirailleurs and some Turcos, only a branch of the main body and without artillery. But they-were some of the flower of the army of Algiers, and they roused in a second, with the vivacious ferocity of the bounding tiger, with the glad, eager impatience for the slaughter of the unloosed hawk. Yet, rapid in its wondrous celerity as their united action was, it was not so rapid as the downward sweep of the warcloud that came so near, with the tossing of white draperies anil the shine of countless sabers, now growing clearer and clearer out of the darkness till, with the whir like the noise of an eagle's wings and a swoop like an eagle's seizure, the Arabs whirled down upon them, met a few yards in advance by the answering charge of the light cavalry.

There was a crash as if rock were hurled upon rock as the chasseurs, scarce seated In the saddle, rushed forward to save the pickets, to encounter the first blind force of the attack and to give the infantry, farther in, more time for harness and defense. Out of the caverns of the night an armed multitude seemed to have suddenly poured. A moment ago they had slept in security now thousands on thousands, whom they could not number, whom they could but dimly even perceive, were thrown on them in immeasurable hosts, which the encircling cloud of dust served but to render vaster, ghast-

lie, gazed keenly southward.

Her and more majestic. The Arab line stretched out with wings that seemed to extend on and on without end. The line of the chasseurs was not one-half its length they were but a single squadron Hung in their stirrups, scarcely clothed, knowing only that the foe was upon them, caring only that their sword hands were hard on their weapons. With all the elan of France they launched themselves forward to break the rush of the desert horses. They met with terrible sound, like falling trees, like clashing metal.

The hoofs of the rearing chargers struck each other's breasts, and those bit and tore at each other's manes while their riders reeled down dead. Frank and Arab were blended in one inextricable mass as the charging squadrons encountered. The outer wings of the tribes were spared tho shock and swept on to meet the bayonets of zouaves and Turcos. The cavalry was enveloped in the overwhelming numbers of tho center, and the flanks seemed to cover the zouaves and tirailleurs as some great settling mist may cover the cattle who move beneath it.

It was not a battle it was a frightful tangling of men anil brutes no contest of modern warfare, such as commences and conquers by a duel of artillery and sometimes gives the victory to whosoever has the superiority of ordnance, but a conflict, hand to hand, breast to breast, life for life, a Homeric combat of spear and of sword even while tho first volleys of the answering musketry pealed over the plain.

For once the desert avenged in. like that terrible inexhaustibility of supply wherewith the empire so long had crushed it beneath the overwhelming difference of numbers. It was the day of Mazagran once more as the light of the morning broke, gray, sil vered, beautiful, in the far, dim dis tance beyond the tawny seas of reeds. Smoke and sand soon densely rose above the struggle, white, hot, blinding, but out from it, the lean, dark Bed ouin faces, the snowy haicks, the red buruooso, the gleam of the Tunisian mvskets, Hie flash of silver hilted yataghans. were seen fused in a mass with the brawny naked necks of tbe zouaves, with the shine of the French bayonets, with the tossing manes and glowing nostrils of the chasseurs' horses, with the torn, stained silk of the raised tricolor, through which the storm of balls flew thick and fast as hail, yet whose folds were never suf fercd to fall, though again and again the hand that held its staff was cut away or was unloosened in death, yet ever found another to take its charge before the flag could once have trembled in the enemy's sight.

The chasseurs could not charge, They were hemmed in, packed between bodies of horsemen that pressed them together as betweeu iron plates. Now and then they could cut their way through clear enough to reach their comrades ct the infantry, but as often as they did so so often the overwhelm ing numbers of the Arabs surged in on them afresh like a flood and closed upon them and drove them back.

Every soldier in the squadron that lived kept his life by sheer breathless, ceaseless, hand to hand sword play, hewing right anil left, front and rear without pause, as in the great tangled forests of the west men hew a side branch and brushwood ere they can force one stop forward.

The gleam of dawn spread in one golden glow of morning, and the day rose radiant over the world. They staid not for its beauty or its peace. The carnage went ou hour upon hour. Men began to grow drunk with slaughter as witli raki.

If wns bitter, stilling, cruel work, with their mouths choked with sand, with their throats caked with thirst, with their eyes blind with smoke, cramped as in a vise, scorched with the blaze of powder, covered with blood and with dust:, while the steel was thrust through nerve and sinew or the shot plowed through bene and flesh. The answering fire of the zouaves and tirailleurs kept, the Arabs farther at bay and mowed them faster down, but in the chasseurs' quarter of the field, parted from the rest of their comrades as they had been by the rush of that broken charge with which they had sought to save the camp and arrest the foe, the worst pressure of tho attack was felt and the fiercest of the slaughter fell.

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The commander of the chasseurs had & Morgan's drug store, Crawfordsville, been shot dead as they had first swept Ind, Notary Public in Office out to encounter the advance of the desert horsemen. One by one the officers had been cut down, singled out by the keen eyes of their enemies and throwing themselves into the deadliest of tho carnage with the impetuous self devotion characteristic of their service. At the last there remained but a uiere handful out of all the brilliant squad-

of the dawn to meet, tlie whirlwind of Arab fury. At their head was Cecil. Two horses had been killed under him, and he had thrown himself afresh across uuwounded charges whose riders had fallen in the melee and at whoso bridles lie had caught as ho shook himself free of the dead animal's stirrups. His head was uncovered: his uniform, hurriedly thrown on, had been torn aside, and his chest was bare to the red folds of his sash, lie was drenched with blood, not his own. that had rained on him as he fought, and his face and his hands were black with-smoke and with powder. He could not see a. yard in front of him. lie could not tell how the day went anywhere save in that corner where his own troop was hemmed in. As fast as they bout the Arabs back and forced themselves some clearer space, so fast the tribes closed in afresh. No orders reached him from the general of brigade in command except for tho well known war shouts of tho zouaves that ever and again rang above the din he could not tell whether the

French battalions wore not cut utterly to pieces under the immense numerical superiority of their foes. All ho could see was that every officer of chasseurs was down and that unless he took tha vacant place and rallied them together the few score troopers that were still left would scatter, confused and demoralized. as the best soldiers will at times when they can see no chief to follow. lie spurred tho horse he had just mounted against the dense crowd opposing him. against the hard, black wall of dust and smoke and steel and savage faces aud lean, swarthy arms, which wore all that his eyes could see aud that seemed impenetrable as granite, moving and changing though It was. lie thrust the gray against it, while he waved his sword ilbove his head. "Charge, my brother l-'fe Prance!

France! Franco!" His voice, well known, well loved, thrilled tli(! hearts of his comrades, and brought them together like a trumpet call. They had gone with lilin many a time into the hell of battle, into tho jaws of death. They surged about him now, striking, thrusting, forcing with blows of their sabers or their lances, and blows of their beasts' ore foot, a. passage oue to another, until they were reunited once more as one troop. They loved him: he had called them his brethren. They were like lambs for ldm to lead, like tigers for hi in to incite. They could see him lifi aloft the eagle he had caught from the last hand that bad borne it, the golden gleam of the young morning flashing like lhimo upon the brazen wings aud tliey shouted, as with one throat "Mazagran! Mazagran!" As the battalion of Mazagran had died keeping tht ground through the whole of the scorching day, while the fresh hordes poured down on them like ceaseless torrents, snow fed and exhaustless, so they were ready to hold the ground here until of all their number there should be left not one living man.

He glanced back on them, guarding' lis head the while from tho lances that were rained on him, aud ho lifted the guidon higher and higher, till out of the rujU and the throng the brazen bird caught afresh the rays of the rising sun. "Follow me!" he shouted.

Then, like arrows launched at once from a hundred bows, they charged, lie still slightly in advance of them, the bridle thing upon his horse's neck, his head and breast bare one hand striking aside with his blade the steel shafts as they jioured on him, the other holding high above the press the eagle of tho Bonapartes.

Tho effort was superb. For the moment the Bedouins gave way, shaken and confused, as at the head of the French they saw this man, with his hair blowing in the wind and the sun on the fairness of liis face, ride down on them thus unharmed, though a dozen spears were aimed at his naked breast, dealing strokes sure as death right and left as he went, with the light from the hot blue sklos on the ensign of France that he bore.

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