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WILT THOU BE LONGT

Will

thou be long? The workful day is o'er. The Urind croons softly to the sleeping sea. At the old spot upon the lonely shore

I wait for thee.

'Home to his nest the swift gray gull is wingin ft. Through the still dusk I hear the sailor's song. Night to the weary rest from toil is bringing—

Wilt thou be long?

Wilt thou be long? The darkness gathers fast. The daisies fold their fringes on the lea. Time is so fleeting, and youth will not last—

Oh. come to me I

In the clear west a silver star is burning, But sad misgivings all my bosom throng. 'With anxious heart I watch for thy returning—

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Wilt thou be long?

—E. Matheson in Chambers' Journal.

LOST AT SEA.

There he lay in the sunshine, a great .black, noble animal, with his work in this world done. I was standing at his side looking at him when my friend came up and joined me. "Are yon trying to make friends "with our old Brutus?" he said to me. "Ah, he doesn't oare much for making new friends now. He would only like to find the old friends again that he buried long ago in that mysterious past of his."

My friend stooped as he spoke and stroked the great, soft head. "Poor Brutus!" he said. "Poor, old faithful dog!"

It was not much of a story, yet it was rather curious. About five years ago my friend and his family were staying during the summer at a little seaside town on the north coast of France. It was a quiet and rather dull place, except that its harbor was always lively with the coming and going of fisher boats and collier brigs and such like craft, the watching of which was quite an endless delight to the children, who, indeed, spent evei^ moment they could steal fes: from morning to night down at the jj*",1" quay, staring with all their might, and as often as they could doing more than staring, at all that went on there.

It was a fine, great open sea, that even in summer was pretty rough at times, coming tumbling often in great waves over the beach and covering all the pier with showers of spray. Charlie and Willie were always in a state of huge delight whenever those big waves came rolling landward. They used every morning, as soon as they went out of bed, run to their bedroom window, with little shoeless feet and bare legs, 4o see whether the white crests were there.

Of course they never thought of anything—for they were very small creatures—but of the fun that it was to see the leaping and rolling water, and of the delight of being sent scampering up the beach when some bigger wave than all the rest would run after them as it broke upon the sands, as if it were resolved to catch them and wet their stockings and shoes at least, let their little legs fly as fast as they would. "It must be rough at sea,'' their father and mother used to say sometimes in their hearing, especially during one week when the north wind blew with a strange, wild roaring and down about the pier the fishermen stood looking through their glasses out to sea, anxiously shaking their heads now and then, but Willie and Charlie only grew merrier as the wind blew stronger. They thought that to be out upon the beach •when they could not keep their footing, and when the very air was white with spray, was the finest fun that they ever had in all their lives. "I wish it would blow like this forever!" Charlie would say.

And then Willie, who was the youngest, and who rever liked to bo outdone, would cap Charlie's speech and cry with enthusiasm, "I wish it would blow ten -times harder!"

One bright, warm summer morning, with just wind enough to make a little carl upon the waves and to fill the sails as the fisher boats put out, there were vessels coming in this morning as well as leaving tho harbor. Several brigs that had been expected for somo days, and that the storm had delayed, got into port today. But there was one especially that among all the rest attracted the boys' attention. It was an English collier, standing on whose deck, as she came near, they saw a great, black, noble Newfoundland dog. The creature was standing upon his four feet, taking no notice of any one, but slowly moved his head from side to side, as if he were vainly looking for something that he could not find—standing quite still, so passive that even when the boat touched the quay, and people cumo up and stroked and spoke to him, he merely let them do it and never moved so much as the tip of his tail in answer to them.

The children had caught sight of him, with a shout of delight. "Ob, seo what a big dog!" Willio had cried, and clapping their joyful little hands they started forward to get as near to tho brig as they could. They saw several people gather round tho creature presently, and upon that they pushed their way into the boat, too, squeezing in cleverly between the sailors' legs, till they got quite close to where tho dog was, with tho master of the brig standing by his side $^.jmd telling this sad little story:

In the gray of tho summer morning, he was saying, almost as tho French coast was coming into sight, one of the crew of the brig had seen a little black speck dancing on the water far away. They could not tell what it was—it was too indistinct for that—but they knew it might be a drowning man, so they lowered their little boat at once and made for him as hard as they could pulL But it was no man. When they came near, tbey found nothing but this poor lost dog, floating on a bit of wreck, the spar of some vessel that had probably foundered in the storm and gone silently down with her crew. They took him into their boat and brought him bock with them. This was all his story.

Here he stood now, dazed, half starved, bewildered, looking with strange eyes at each strange face about 2iim, dumb through it alL As the master of the collier told the little story -jnore than one pitying hand was put

forward to stroke the big, black head, but tho creature took no notice of any one of them, only stood quite still, piercing through the little group with those sad, eager, human eyes of his. 'Poor fellow! Poor dog!" they said.

The children stood a little from him with grave, touched faces. They were gazing so earnestly at him that they did not see their father, who had come down to the quay—as he came often— to give a momentary eye to his young monkeys and see that they were not drowning themselves or getting into any othe hopeless mischief,

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They only knew he was tn^re vhen they suddenly heard his ,oice. "What are you going to di !th him? Will you part with him?" 'r.n- called out to the master. Then the 1. ds rned round, with a little cry. "Oh, father!" they exclaimed, and their hearts leaped to their mouths. They were afraid to utter another word. They stood with their lips parted with eagerness as they waited for the master's answer. "Well, sir, I'm open to an offer for him," the man said, after a moment's silence, and then the children burst into shouts of delight.

Ten minutes afterward they were walking home with the beast between them. They chattered away as they went of all that they would do with him, what they should call him, how he should go everywhere with them, and how many things they would teach him. They held him by the ear and clapped his back and gamboled round him. Who can tell what his thoughts were all the time? Who could tell them, as he walked on with those dumb, wondering, patient eyes of his, with the new voices in his ear, and all the old world and the old life gone from him like a dream? "We brought him home with us in a week or two,'' my friend said to me (we had been walking up and down the lawn while he told me the little story), "and the boys soon grew very fond of him, but it is a curious thing that during all these five years he has been with us now he has never grown more than half at home here. I think he has been as happy with us as he would have been anywhere, and a more docile, patient, kindly natured beast than he is you never knew, but yet he has always to me been like a dog living with a broken heart. I don't believe for my part that he has ever forgotten that old master of his, whoever he may have been, for a day or an hour since he lost him. Look at him now. Look what a fine, human pathos there is about that tragic, silent face of his. Depend upon it, he is thinking of the old story at this moment, puzzling it all out again, remembering, perhaps, how he saw the boat go down and heard his master's last cry, if, indeed, it was his last. Perhaps he may doubt even yet whether it was. I sometimes think he has still at moments a kind of forlorn hope that the lost days will come back again and the lost eyes look into his once more."

We went up to him again where he lay and stood looking at him. He was dozing, with eyes half closed, in the sunshine, his black coat grown a little rusty now, his ears drooping, his senses perhaps beginning to be dulled by age, for he was old. He was not likely to live much longer, my friend said.

As we stood so he took no notice of us. He was thinking cf other things— perhaps in a half waking dream living the old life again. "Poor Brutus!" I said once and stooped down to smooth his grand old head, but still he did not move or look up. "Ah, ho doesn't caro for that name," my friend said. "He will answer to it sometimes, but he knows very well that ho had another name once quite different from Brutus. Wo have never been able to find out what it was. It is buried, too, with all the rest of his history.

Wo heard the boys' voices coming toward us merrily and their footsteps on the gravel under the chestnut trees. For a moment Brutus opened his eyes at the sound of them and gently moved his bushy tail. Then, stretching out his great fore paws with a peaceful sigh, he laid his head down on them and dozed again. We left him lying so, slumbering calmly in the sunshine, with his doggish, faithful thoughts perhaps gone dreamily back to tho old days and hearing in sleep the old voices that were lost to him forever in that sorrowful night when the unknown ship went down at sea.—Georgiana M. Craik.

Cycle Slang.

What a lot of slang verbiage has grown out of the bicycle! The youth who talks boastfully and erratically is called down by the apt suggestion of the bicycle young woman with the remark, "Freddie, your lamp is out." The "road hog" is borrowed from old New England nomenclature, but "scorching" is of the bicycle's own lingo and means an undue hasto in driving a wheel. The exhausted bicyclist on the road and needing refreshments suggests, "Let's stop hero and pump up,'' referring to the fagged condition of the pneumatic. Bicycle girls are "bloomers,'' and "here comes my bloomer" is equivalent to here comes my girl. A policeman is "a header," and tho cyclometer is "the ticker." "Hehaslosthis tiro" is equivalent to "having tacks in your head" or "being off your trolley," and no doubt there is plenty moro of the same.—Lewiston Journal.

A King of Pure Gold, AJK

Dr. O. D. Norton wears a ring of pure gold that has never left his finger since 1849. In that year a friend of his got the gold fever and went west, promising to send back the first gold he found. He chanced to be one of the successful ones, and it was but a few months till Dr. Norton received a letter inclosing a lot of gold dust. This he had made into a heavy ring, which he has worn ever since, but which is now but one-third its briginal size. The sender, by the way, is now president of the Scientific society of California.—Cincinnati Times-Star.

A CHARACTER STUDY.

"WHAT'S BRED IN THE BONE WILL

NEVER COME OUT," ETC.

Mr. J. IX. Beadle Discusses the Four Distinct Topographical Sections of Virginia, Mr. Hardin, His Views and His Wishes.

Idiosyncrasies of Speech.

[Special Correspondence.]

FALMOUTH,

who was

Va., July 29.—"Did you

ever hear tell of or read about a great big government that laid down and died just because a few thousand peoplo wanted it to? Did you ever know of any big thing that died without fighting for its life? That's what I said to 'em, said I. Do you believe that the meanest and measliest little government on earth would give up and dio without making the biggest kick ib could? No, sir, said I, to my father and all tho neighbors, says I, don't tell me that a great big country like the Yoonited States is going to split across the middle and bust up the back without a fight. Why, a snapping bug wouldn't do it! No, sir, if this big government and this great big country ever splits in two, it will only be after a fight, and, mind you, the fight will be as big as the government, and that will be the biggest fight you ever read of. Well, they laughed at me, but we've had the fight, and we hain't had the split, and here I am a Federal veteran and pensioner a

Story of a Native.

The speaker was my host, Mr. Hardin, tho only native of this battle scarred region I have yet found who served in the Union army. Ho had a painful and peculiar experience and must have been an unusually shrewd boy to reason out the matter as he says he did in 1SG0-1. He "never thought much of slavery noways," he says, and when they first began to talk about dividing the Union peacefully the idea some how got into his boyish mind that there was a weak spot in their reasoning somewhere. He looked into history a little and "couldn't find a case where anything that had lif.3 in it would die without a kick." He hold up for tho Union, and tho men laughed at him, but the rest may be told in his own words: "Away she went in spite of all that could be said, and my father and all the loose footed neighbors rushed off to tho war, and the boys of my age pretty near cried because it would be all over in three months and they wouldn't be in it. Well,

WHERE OLD BURNSIDE AND HIS CANNON

STUCK IN THE MUD.

a year passed, and tho case looked different. Still most of tho old fellows around hero said one moro big victory would end it. Tho very day I was 18 they took down my namo and pretty soon sent mo word to come. I paid no attention to it, and they came and got me. I got away and came home again. Next time they got mo they put mo through a course of sprouts and gave me fair warning that tho next time it would be death. Just the samo I book my first chance, but that time I only stopped at home long enough to tell mother she needn't look for me till she sasv mo. Then I struck out straight west." "I was so ignorant that I did not know the best route, so I went right over tho mountains and across tho hills to the Ohio. I lived three, days onco on slippery elm bark and buds and tho like and got so weak that I fell over a rock in tho mountains and into a snowdrift up to my waist. I came mighty near giving up the ghost right then and there. I thought I was getting along way north when thero was snow in tho hills that late in tho season, but I found out afterward that it is always that way in West Virginia. Hunger finally drove mo to a house, and then I found that I was away inside tho Union lino, but I kept right on to Columbus, O. I soon got excited and volunteered and was back south again with the boys in bluo. Tho officers sort of favored mo at first, for they said if I was captured it was certain death. Lator I wont in and stood my chances but, mind you, I didn't intend to be took. "I was mustered out in Ohio, and my first.notion was to stay, but I got homesick and ventured back in 1867, and, lo and behold! everybody was awful glad to seo mo. They weren't so savigrus as in loM had got shet of considerable of their hot blood. Plenty of 'em owned up that I \\v. right from tho start. I have never had a particle of trouble since except a little Ilaro up now and then on politics, but not a bit of real trouble. Old Yanks and old Johnnies, north and south folks, livo right along hero, and no troublo, but once ih awliilo wo jaw each other and threaten to fight over a nigger's voto or something of that kind. I start in with a whoop and work for the Republican ticket till tho finish. They'll bo no times fit for a whito man till they oust old Cleveland and all his crowd. I am for Union and liberty, protection to American labor, free voto and fair count, and General Bon Harrison for president again and tho same good old times wo had when ho was in before, and I want tho whole Yoonited States to know it."

Moldy With Ago.

Tho United States is hereby respectfully informed as to Mr.-Hardin's wishes. IIo went into railroading after tho war and had a responsible position in Washington, but disabilities incurred in the servico brought on reeling vertigo, which mado railroading dangerous. So ho came back to his rather barren farm. However, in this land of plain living his $12 a month will nearly keep a small family. As I trudged on to this place another citizen, apparently not thoroughly reconstructed, pointed out to mo with great glee where "old Burnsido and his cannon stuck in the mud." If said mud was any worse that winter than it was when I walked' through it, my only wonder Is that the army could even make a start, for this has bocn a wet season, and the red clay hills of Stafford county ore a Weariness to the legs. Fredericksburg, from the river front, only looks about TOO years old, but Fullnottth at least 3,000: The brick structures

ore green with age and those nearest the water are apparently more moidy than the most ancient on the canals

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Nevertheless a really fine hotel dinner can be had for 25 cents—fried

chicken,

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bread, new vegetables, buttermilk, coffee and thoroughly good pie to finish—and good corn

retails at 5 cents a

drink, "same as afoh the wah." The Rappahannock is quite a surprise to me. For a dozen miles or so there are swift rapids all the way. Then comes tide water all at once. At the upper end of Fredericksburg there is inexhaustible water power and at the lower end anchorage for good -xl o"ean vessels. So it seems that it ought to I considerable of a city. In travel^ M- stateQty any parallel and still more in going up tllft water slope one notices some very interesting changes both in the country and people. Virginia, as it was before the war, and to some extent still is, consisted of four tolerably distinct topographical sections, inhabited by four very distinct peoples. First was tide water Virginia. Here were the old manorial families—Washington, Leo, Custis, Monroe, Beverly and so on down to Taliaferro, pronounced Tolliver. The limit of this section is marked by a line of big cities, which are all at the head of navigation— Washington, Fredericksburg, Richmond and Petersburg. So the question naturally arises, as tide water joins directly to magnificent water power, Why did not this region become the manufacturing center of the nation?

Within a few miles westward, or up to the slope across this line, a great change is observed. There the oarly settlers were sturdy middle class yeomen like Peter Jefferson, tho father of Thomas. Among the first were many exiled Presbyterians from tho north of Ireland, the best peoplo in the world when in tho right and pretty near the worst when in tho wrong, for they are very seldom convinced by argument and would rather die than yield to force. Into this section from the aristocratic region camo younycr sons, overseers who had saved sc.ue money, bankrupts and men who had lost their first standing, but were still "good livers," as the local phrase md all these together made up the population which extends to the Bluo Ridge

A Slatter of Speecli.

Crossing the ridge tnto the valley one notes a still greater chango. That region was largely settled by an overflow from Pennsylvania and Maryland and then from far New Englan i, with colonies of Dunkers, Moravians and the last Presbyterian exiles from Deny, Antrim and Down. Finally 1,000 or 2,000 Hessians, who were captured at Saratoga and sent here because provisions were cheap, returned as settlers after the war. To this day the pronunciation of educated people in the valley is rather like that of Massachusetts. In Staunton, Harrisonburg and Winchester, for instance, one rarely hears the "haef" and "hade" of the far south for half and head, but often the broad old English of the middle shires which children from other sections satirize in the familiar sentence, "It made me lahf to see the cahf go down tho pahth in a minute and a hahf." Tho greatest change of all, however, is found in crossing the Alleghanios westward. In 1860 much of West Virginia was, and in some parts it still is, Wilder than tho wildest part of Montana, more western than the most secluded valley in California and moro "Hoosier1' than the most undeveloped section of southern Indiana or Illinois.

Into one group of counties which consist of little four or five acre patches of tillable land, intermingled with from 5 to 50 times as much rocky wilderness, fled all the runaway apprentices of the old colonial system and every man who had committed some offense that excluded him from decent socicty and yet was not sufficient to send him to state prison. Many of the originals wore transported from England for the good of their native land, and only tho most reckless of them had the energy to run away, xj.'iter they were joined by every man who had committed what they called a "rusty," and along with them camo all the restless and loose footed men who preferred to fish and hunt and lounge rather than work and a few peoplo of tolerably solid character.

The whole highland region of tho middle south furnished that overflow which gave rise to the typical "Hoosier" of southern Indiana, the "swamp sucker" of southern Illinois, tho "pike" of Missouri and finally tho rabble of the plains which struggled across to the Pacific even before the annexation of that territory. I have met them everywhere, from tho old fields of Carolina to the Willamette and tho Sacramento, and everywhere recognized the long, lank, loose jointed men, tho yellow dogs, tho lean cattle and tho peculiar intonation which no standard vowel signs can represent. Grammatically the language is a mixture of Africau negro idioms, "Pennsylvania Dutch," literally translated into English and a degenerate form of tho dialect of the west of England, and its main characteristic is that it diffors from English and Latin and follows tho analogy of Greek and French in doubling the negatives. In fact, it seems to bo a point with tho earnest speaker to put in as many negatives as possible. Thus tho tramping farmhand says to a farmer, "You don't know o' nobody what don't want to hiro nobody to do nothin nowhero around hero, don't you?" and tho farmer replies, "No, I don't."

Tlie Select F. F. V.'s.

Probably no select class in tho world has so completely maintained its blood by refusal of marriage with the other classes as the so called "F. F. V.'s" of Virginia, and so it resulted that tho two great streams h&vo flawed side by side for a contury and a half without intermingling. Thus it camo about that Virginia supplied us in tho \yest v. it hour best and our worst. Everywhere n:tlives of Virginia wcro prominent "$vs our orators, statesmen, lawyers •and preachers and it is claimed that a section, of tho old state containing no more than 10,000 sijunvo miles has produced moro governors, congrossmon, generals and great orators than any other equal area since tho golden ago of Athens. This division illustrates ab tho most curious phenomenon of tho war. As in the border states of tho north, aetivo and dangerous sympathy with the rebellion could only be found, aside from tho city rabblo, in tho regions whore theso "mean whites" were most numerous, so in tho central south

Union sentiment was strongest in tho region which Pollard characterized as "tho land of rocks, fist fights and iguoranco." It isn't very flattering to tho pride of either side, but we may as well admit tho hard, cold truth—the bono and sinew and brain of tho south went into tho rebellion, and, looking back 30 years later, it's a thousand wonders that they did not make it a succoss. J. H.

BEADLE.

Belief of Indian Tribes.

Most of the Indian tribes had some form of belief in a future existence, and nearly all indicated this belief by placing food on the graves of the dead or providing implements and arms for use in another world.

CHIVALRY *ND KNIGHTHOOD.

The Order of the Templars was founded In 1119. The Order of the Lioness was established in Naples in 1399. It was for females.

There are two Orders of the Swan—one in Flanders, the other, a female order, in Prussia.

Thero are three Orders of St. Michael, belonging respectively to Bavaria, France and Germany.

The Order of tho Chase was intended as an honor for the Nimrods of Wurttemberg. It was founded in 1702.

The bey of Algiers formerly issued patents of nobility, hut these were all declared void when his territory was taken by the French.

The Order of the Crescent is a Turkish title of nobility. It was founded in 1S01 to reward tho survivors of a Turco-Prus-sian war.

Among the Spanish orders one of the most conspicuous during tho last century was the Order of the Immaculate Conception, founded in 1771.

During the palmy days of the Spanish monarchy over 300 orders were established in Spain, and any don could sport a dozen stars and crosses on his coat.

The Order of the Holy Scpulcher was a distinction dating from the crusades. It was established as a brotherhood to rescue the sepulcher at Jerusalem from the control of tho infidels.

The Order of tho Ear of Corn is the peculiar title of an order established in Brittany in 1442. Its members took an oath to encourage as far as possible tho agricultural interests of the country.

At the battle of Morat, in 1476, the impotence of the heavy mailed cavalry against trained foot soldiers was made strikingly apparent. Time and again the Burgundian knights, led by Charles tho Bold, charged the Swiss pikes, but in vain. The reign of chivalry was over.—St. Louis Globe-Democrat.

PLAYS AND PLAYERS.

Shades of Booth and Barrett! John L. Sullivan may bo a co-star with James J. Corbett.

Camillc D'Arville has not yet decided what new opera, if any, she will produce next season.

The Lilliputians, who are now playing in Berlin, will not return to this country until late in October.

Lillian Russell's next season will begin at Abbey's theater, New York, about Sept. 1, in "The Tzigane."

The latest *rom Adelina Patti is to the effect that sho will Positively (with a capital P) not visit America next season.

James Neill, an actor of considerable merit, has been engaged to support Minnie Maddern-Fiske in her coming starring tour.

Charlotte Behrens, for several years Robert Mantell's leading lady, has been compelled by illness to retire from the stage.

Mary Timberman, one of our most promising actresses, will play "leading heavies" with Thomas W. Keene next season. "Mexico," a comic opera, libretto by C. T. Duzey and music by Oscar Weil, will be the lix-st work produced by the Uostonians in the fall.

Maxine Elliott's beauty and ability aro receiving more attention from tho London critics than all the rest of Augustin Daly's company combined.

We aro to get even with London for sending so many actors over here. Stevo Brodio and "On the Bowery" may visit the British metropolis.

T. Daniel Frawley has suddenly emerged from obscurity into national importance as an actor manager, by reason of the phenomenal success of his stock company at the Columbia theater, San Francisco.

RAILWAY RUMBLES.

The Wabash is using Pintscli gas ranges for cooking in its cafe cars. Trains propelled by gas have been running for some months in Dessau, Germany.

The North British Railway company is building a station at Edinburgh at a cost of $1,200,000.

The Southern Pacific has fitted up trains with apparatus which will creosoto tho crosstlos and do away with tho old hand method.

The New York Central has put on a through west bound midnight express, leaving New York at 11 :!30 o'clock every night. It is called the "Chicago theater express."

All employees of tho Boston and Maine railroad have been forbidden from using tobacco in any form whilo on duty, and also when off duty if wearing uniform or railroad badge.

Employees of the Erie havo been motified that to board at saloon restaurants will mean that they do not desire to remain with tho company and will bo so considered.

Baggage is moved from ono end to the other of tho Victoria station at Manchester in basket trucks running along a light electric railroad suspended from thereof 'of tho station. The trucks are lowered by chains tu any platform desired.

A ROYAL FLUSH.

The German emperor has to riding before breakfast.

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Unlike most other boys of his age, tlio German crown prince is allowed no pocket money.

Queen Victoria is supplied with four dozen pairs of kid gloves per month from a certain fund, and sho insists on having them.

The sultan of Marocco, Moulei Abdaul-el-Ariz, is now about 17 and unmarried. He is a fine, keen young fellow, with a Moor's characteristics strongly developed, fierce and difficult to influence, but with many good points. His nionarohy is absolute.

The Archduchess Maria Theresa, .although fragile in appearance, fts said to be a remarkably strong and vigorous woman. One of her feats was to ride from Reichnau to Guns and back, a distance of about 125 miles, without stopping except to change horses. ,,

DRY GOTHAM.

fcjlubs are' trumps now on Sunday in New York. They are the only refuge of tho thirsty.—New York Recorder.

As between Now York and Topeka the wise man now prefers the latter as a stopping place on Sunday.—Chicago Chronicle.

The Hon. Teddy Roosevelt seems to be scoring an emphatic success in substituting the Manhattan thirst for the Manhattan cocktail.—Pittsburg Dispatch.

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