Marshall County Independent, Volume 4, Number 30, Plymouth, Marshall County, 8 July 1898 — Page 2

A Brave Coward. By Robert Louis Stevenson.

C HA PT B R VU !. t Coatha ued. ) A v ... n;,o Rmv htard hailing us Äxir. idle ranee. From the window w- tc: m the 11(11 re of a man in the BoonlicBt; he stood root ion sets, his tare loiifted U onn, and a ras son.ettiir... ehi'e t r. I. i s eMcricf i' . . rr. : and as im looked l iiit down anon him. eJkMcfe be uhfc ;. good n.uny yards diets: . n iinkt, we I ould see the anooaliel t glitte: in ins eyes. He opened his lips agnin, and t - for tome minutes on end. in a key &o iBjlld that be mighl have been heard in very earner of the pavilion, and as far away aa borders of the wood. It 'vas th hum voire that had already feonted "Traditon !" through the shutters of the dining-room ; this time it aua;;t a complete and clear statement. 21 tr.f- traitor "Oddlestone" wert given ap. all Othera should be spared: if not. N one tbould escape to tell the tale. "Well. Huddlestone. what do you say tt that?" a.-kei; Xortamour, turning to a., bed. Vi to that moment the banker had Bjfvon ro nln of life, and I. at leat. bad rnppoeed him to be still in a faint; but Le replied at once, and. in such tone as I have nver heard elsewhere, tvf from a delirious patient, adjured BBM besought us not to desert him. "Enough." cried North mou r. and 4Jien he threw open tbe window, leaned Ml into the night, and in a tone of atnltation, and with a to'al forgetfukxep? of what was due to the preaence of a ady, poured out upon the ambassador . string of rhe most abominable Hillary, both in English and Italian, anc bade him begone where he had Borne from. Meantime the Italian put his fing of -Jrute in his pocket, and disappeared, at a leisurely pace, among the sand-hills. They make honorable war.7' said sVorthmour. "They are all gentlemen dec soldiers. For the credit cf the thinp I wish we could change sides you and I, Frank, and you too. Missy 3ry darling- and leave that being on "Ehe bed to some one else. Tut! Don't ok shocked! We are all going post to wh-.' e call eternity, and may as well fce above-board while there's time. As ffj- as I'm concerned, if I could f.rst ntrar.gle Huddlestone and then get EBan In my aims, I could die with wine pride and satisfaction. Ai.d as it la, by God. I'll have a kiss!" B ft re I could do anything to inIjerfere. he had rudely embraced and fmptaiedly kissed the resisting girl. i2Cev moment I bad pulled him away with fury, and f.ung him heavily agair.st the aralL He laughed loud -and .i ng. 1 turned from him with a feeling cf anmtempt which I did not seek k, disamn. I le. "Ae you please." taid he. "You've 4k.'. a i rife in life; a prig you'll die.'' And with that he sat down in a e'.x. r a rifle over his knee, ami I il mil himseif with snapping tie "bock. All this time our assailants might hav been entering the house, and we toeer cone the wiser: we had in truth aiaost foreotten the danger that so Imminent'.; overhung our das. But Just then Mr. Huddlestone uttered a ary. and leaped from the bed. 1 asked him what was w rong. "Fire!" he cried. "They have set Hie house on fire!" Northmour was on bis feet in an initHnt. and he and I ran through the door of communication with the study. Tiie rooja was illuminated by a red wtic angry light. Almost at the moaDent of our entrance a tower of flame aroFf in front of the window, and. with r t report, a pane fell inward on the -arpet. They had set fire to the iean-to outhouse, where Northmour sed to nurse his negatives. "Hot work!" said Northmour. "Let as try in your old room."' We ran thither in a breath, threw aj tfce casement and looked forth. Along the whole back wall of the pavilion piles of fuel had been arranged i.e. kindled, and it is probable they fetid been drenched with mineral Oil, for. in spite of the morning's rain, tier all burned bravely. The fire had taken a firm hold already on the out-hc-ise. There was not a human being to te seen to right or left. "Ah. well!" said Northmour, "here's itt end. tbar.k God." And we returned to "My I ndes Room." Mr. Huddlestone was putting cn his boots, still violently trembling, tint with an air of determination such am f had not hitherto observed. Clara 4oori close by him. wi.h her cloak in "Sjotfc bands ready to throw about her Bjhouldl IB and a strange look in her ayes, as if she were half hopeful, half doubtful of her father. "Well, boya and girls." said Northmour. how about a sally? The oven 9 heating, it is not good to stay here and be baked, and for my part, I want (BJ rorr.e U my hands with them and De none." "There is nothing: else left." I reified. And both Clan and Mr. Huddle'oT.e. though with a very different intona'ion, added, "Nothing!'' As we went downstairs the heat was excessive, and the roaring of the fire fllled our ears, and we bad scarce eeaeheii the passage before ihe stairs' Window fell in. a branch of Bame shot brandishing through the aperture, and the interior of the pavilion bocanae lit ar- with thrt dreadful and Bnct anting gtere. At th same aaoaaent we beard the fall of Bomethinf beavj and inelastic in the opper floor. HorthmouT and l cocked oni re

volvers. Mr. Huddlestone. who had already refused a firearm, put us behind him vi;h a manner of command. "Let Clara open the doer," said he. "So. if they tire a volley, the will be protected. And in the meantime - and behind me. I am the s.apegoa:; my sins have found me out. " I heard him. as I stood breathless by his shoulder, with my pistol ready, pattering off prayers in a tremulous, rapid arhisper; and I confess, horrid as the thought may seem I despised him for thinking of supplh atic n in a moment so critical and thrilling. In "he meantime Clara, who was dead white but still pcosessed of her faculties, had displaced the barricade from the. front uc or. Another moment, and she had pulled it open. Firelight and moo.ilight illuminated the links with confused and changeful l ister, and far away against the sky we eould see a long trail of glowing smoke. Mr. Huddlestone. fil:ed for the moment with a atreagtb pi eater than Iiis own, itinck Northmour and myself a back-hander in the chest, and w bile we were thus for the raomen: iBcapacitat 'ed from action, lifting his arms above his head like one about to dive, he tan straight forward out of the pavilion. "Here am IT he cried "Huddlestone! Kill me. and spare the others. " His sudden appaa ranee danntad, I suppose, our hidden enemies; for Northmour and I had time to recover, to seize Clara between us one by each arm. and to rush forth to his assistance, ere anything further had taken place. But scarce had we passed the threshold when there came near a dozen reports and flashes from every direction among the hollows of the links. Mr. Huddlestone staggered, uttered a weird and freezing cry. threw up his arms over his head and fell backward on the turf. "Traditore! Traditore!" cried the invisible avengers. And just then a part of the roof of the pavilion fell in, so japid was the progress of the fire. A loud, vague and horrible noise accompanied the collapse, and a vast volume of flame went soaring up to heaven. Huddlestone. although God know s what were his obsequies, had a fine pyre at the moment of his death.

CHAPTER IX. I should have the greatest difficulty to tell you what followed next after this tragic circumstance. It is all to me. as I look back upon it. mixed, strenuous and ineffectual, like the struggles of a sleeper In a nightmare. Clara, I remember, uttered a broken sigh and would have fallen forward to earth had not Northmour and I supported her insensible body. I do not think we were attacked; I do not remember even to have seen an assailant; and I believe we deserted Mr. Huddlestone without a glance. I only remember running like a man In a panic, now carrying Clara altogether in my own arms, now sharing her weight with Northmour. now scuffling confusedly for the posset ion of that dear burden. Why we should have made for my camp in the Hemlock Den. or how we reached it. are points lost forever to my recollection. The first moment at which I became definitely sure. Clara had been auffered to fail against the outside of my little tent, Northmour and I were tumbling together on the ground, and he. with continued ferocity, wag striking for my head with the butt of his revolver. He had already twice wounded me on the scalp, and it is to the consequent loss of blood that I am tempted to attribute the sudden clearness of my mind. I caught him by the wrist. "Northmour," I remember saying. "you can kill me afterwards. Let us first attend to Clara." He was at that moment uppermost. Scarcely had the words passed my lips, when he had leaped to his feet and ran toward the tent, and the next moment he was straining Clara to his heart and covering her unconscious hands and face with his caresses. Shame!" I cried. "Shame to you, Northmour!" And, giddy though I still was, I struck .iim repeatedly upon the head and, shoulders. He relinquished his grasp, and faced me in the broken moonlight. "I had you under and let you go." said he; and now you strike me! Coward!" "You are the coward." I retorted. "Did she wish your kisses while she was still sensible of what sne wanted? Not she! And now she may be dying; and you waste this precious time, and abuse her helplessness. Stand aside, and let me help her." He confronted me for a moment, white and menacing; then st ldenly he stepped aside. Help her. then." said he. 1 threw myself on my knees beside her and loosened, as well as I was able, her dress and corset; but while I was thus engaged, a grasp descended on my shoulder. "Keep your hands off her," said Northmour. fiercely. "Do you think I have no blood in my veins?" "Northmouif" I (Tied, if you will neither help her yourself nor let me do so. do you know I shall have t kill you?" "That is better!" he cried. "Let 1. r die. also; where'? the harm? Step aside from that girl end slant! up to light "Ton will observe," said I, half-rising, "that I have not ki-sed her yet."

"I dare you to!" ne cried. I do not know what possessed me: it was one of the things 1 am most, ashamed of in my life, though as my wife used to say, 1 knew that my kisses would be always welcome were she dead or living: down I fell again upon my knees, parted the hair from her forehead, and. w ith the deares: respect laid my lips for a mom- Dt on that cold brow . "And now.' said I. I am at your service. Mr. Northmour." But I saw. to my surprise, tnat he had turned his back upon me. "Po you hear?" I asked. "Yes," said he. "I do. If yen w rieh to fight. I am ready, if not, go on and save Clara. Ail is one to me." 1 did net wait to be twice bidden; but. stooping again over Clara, continued my efforts to revive her. Se still lay white and lifeless: I began to fear that her sweet spirit had indeed fled beyond recall, and honor and a sense of utter desolation seized upon my heart. I called her by name with the most endearing inflectio ns : I chafed and beat her hands; now 1 laid her head low. now supported il against my knee; but all seemed to be in ain. and the lids still lay heavy on her eyes. "Northmour." I said, "there i my hat. For God s sake bring some water from the pr ing." Almost in a moment he was by my side with the water. "1 have brought it in my own." said he. 'You do not grudge me the pri ' ilege?" "Northmour,"' I was beginning to say. as I laved her head and breast, but he interrupted me savagely. 'Oh. you hush up!" he said. "The best thing you can do is 'o say nothing." I had certainly no desire to talk, my mind being swallowed up in concern for my d ar love and her condition: so I continued in silence to do my htst toward her recovery, and w hen the hat was empty, returned it to him with one word 'More." He had, perhaps, gone several times upon this errand when Clara opened her eyes. "Now." said he. since she is better, you can spare me. can you not? I wish you a good-night. Mr. Cassilis.'' (To be continued.) FAMOUS BATTLE CRIES. A war cry that resembles "Remembei the Maine! " was that which Gen. Sam Houston gave to his troops at the battle of San Jacinto, the fight which gave freedom and independence to Texas. Col. Tra is was in command of about 185 Texan soldiers in the fort called the Alamo at Bexar. There lie was s ::rloundd by a greatly superior force under the Mexican dictator. Santa Anna On the morning of the 6th of Mar h 1836. the little garrison of the Alamc capitulated, on the pledge of 'he Mexican general that their lives would U spared. Notwithstanding this pledgl Col. Travis and his entire force were massacred as soe-n as they had surrendered. Their read bodies were f:atherod together, a huge pile of wood was heaped upon them, and they were burned to ashes. This fearful act oi barbarity stirred the Texans to intense wrath and implanted in their breasts a fierce thirst for vengeance. On Apri: 19. 1836. Gen. Houston, with about TOC men, gave battle at San Jacinto to Santa Anna, with nearly three times the number of Mexicans, and. in spite c! the disparity of numbers. Houston's little force swept the Mexicans like chafl before the w ind. It w as more a slaughter than a battle. Just before the assault of the Texans was made on the army of Santa Anna Houston addressed his soldiers in a fervid speech, ( losing with the words. Remember the Alamo!" These words fell pon the ears of the Texans w ith wonderful effect. Every soldier in the little, army at the same instant repeated the words "the Alamo" until they became a shriek for revenge that struck terror to the eools of the Mexicans. When the battle was over it was found that only seventy Teans had been killed, while 630 Mexicans were left dead on the field. "Remember the Alamo!" was evidently a battle cry that not only nerved the arms of the avengers, but paralyzed the resistance of the Mexicans. The answer of Commodore Stockton to the Mexican governor of California when we took possession of that country is worth recalling. "If you march upon the to-u" (Los Angeles), threatened the governor, "you will find it the grave of your men." "Tell the governor." said Stockton, "to have the bells ready to toll at 8 o'clock in the morning. I shall be there at that time." Commodore Tatnall's "Blood is thicker than water!" won grateful recognition in England in 1859. Seeing the British admiral. Sir James Hop, in a tight place under the fire of Chinese forts. Tatnall gallantly came to his rescue. In so doing he was guilty of a breach of neutrality, but his answer. "Blood Is thicker than water!" had the effect of condoning his offense.

ThIc r Tfefflee rittiB. "I see." said the ungrammatical ChicagO man. 'that they are going to try the experiment of mummifying Philadelphia bodies." "Before death?" asked the ini.ne New Yorker. Indianapolis .Journal. r I.huU. "Come, my child, let us away to the fudderiand." Raid the (Je'inan COW to her offspring as they made in the direction of the smetog field of corn. New York Herald.

HOMING

Experts Say birds Could iot Be Got Ready In Time to I3e of Anv Effect In BJ

the War with Spain.

One of the first things discussed when war was seen to be inevitable was the use of homing pigeons in the naval service. Stories have been written of the lofts stationed all along the Atlantic coast and the expected great results from the service. But. according to the statement of Charles H. Jones, secretary of the National Association of Homing Pigeon Fanciers, the lofts already established would be of little use in Cuban matters. Mr. Jones says that the navy department has asked for birds and that fanciers nil over the land have offered their champions. He and the president of the association have been in constant communication with the navy department ince war was declared and have sent out hundreds of circulars. He says the responses have indicated the patriotism of the owners in a marked degree. The owners love their birds as men love thoroughbred horses and that giving them up to possitfle death is a sacrifice unknown to the laity. The birds go into inexperienced lands, iun risks on land and sea from hunters, hawks, etc.. run the risk of being eaten abroad ship, and the men who bred and trained them feel an agony in thus giving them up. Skinny persons seem to think that all that is needed is to put a pigeon in a loft, get it accustomned to this loft and then turn it loose anywhere to get good remits. The Instinct of the bird is to get back to its home, the loft where it was bred and lived all the time before removal. It is essentially a domestic bird and will persevere to death to regain its first home. Birds from lofts n the northern coast would be available for ceast duty with ships cruising there, but for Cuban and Porto Rican news would be useless, because they would return to New England if bred there and their dispatches would be useless. Ixjfts for use in the xpeditions now under way must be established in lower Florida and Key West. They could be established in the Caro-

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lina and Georgia and do good service, hut Philadelphia birds already trained would not he available, owing to the great distance of travel and tbe certainty of death before the birds could reach home. Mr. Jonet does not think tue lofts in the southern states still to be established would be of any service under a year, a time so long as to probably make them useless in the present war. He says it is very difficult to train young birds. They can neer make a record of five miles until the are one year old. They are ne ver useful even for short distances before they are four months old and then their training must be by short stages. Mr. Jones estimates that it will lc next summer before any of the southern lofts will be of any advantage to the war or navy department. He says a homing pigeon to be trustworthy must be tough, particularly if he is to fly over the ocean. He says carrier pigeon Is an incorrect name, for it the bird's absolute love of home which Indicates his nature and name. Fanciers have received heart-breaking accounts of the treatment of pigeons by sailors in the navy. They have heard thaL the newspaper men have been served with baked pigeon on the ships and that the opening of the little aluminum capsule containing the message has been B species of grace before meat. It h;s been reported that birds have b-eii shot without discrimination and that their service therefore has been rendered void. Inexperienced men have sent them abroad at nightfall. st that they have become exhausted before they have been able to reach their lofts. Some authorities have said that the war department could handle 3,000 birds right now if it had them. Mr. Jones says this is not possible. He puts the effective limit at "i1". He says it is not BUeb an easy thing as one might think to ship a homing pigeon : ei vice. The Inch f an organised service In the hands of Inexperienced men would make it Impossible to care fT any considerable number of birds. He calls attention to the fact that the pigeons 1 are petted and caressed by 'heir mas. i ters fiom the time they are equal's un-

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til they die. On a ship .'. would 1 e necessary to have separate :ufts lor ihc birds from different cities to prevent putting them out of temper. If a green horn should plung his hand into a loft filled with birds :':tm different plates to pick out the one wanted he would cause all to become so exhausted and out of temper as to spoil them for x ertion. The training of a homing pigeon is an interesting pursuit. As soon M the bird is old enough to try its wings it is taken away in a covered basket about five miles from home. There th trainer tics a tag to the leg indicating the time when the bird was liberated. It is then loosened and drives at on for its own loft, and the time ol the arrival is recorded. No special tram ing is needed to impress on the bird what is wanted. It has. the sam.i desil the trainer has to get heme as quick ly as possible and it never fails. (Jn-.i. nally the distance is extended until the bird can make 300 miles in e. day. Then it is ready for any service. The one thing to be Ic-e ked aftr in j the training is 'o keep the bird in good J condition. Just before it is liberated, i specially if tbe trip to be mae i. a fairly long one. the bird is fed. Canadian peas and seeds and occasionally rice are placed before it. Then when it is prepared for a fast -for it will not stop for food it is sent oat on its mission. Birds should not be left in th lofts over ten day- at a time, as they become too fat and grow iaay with living. The accompanying engraving shows photograpic pictures oi lour well-known pigeons bow in the service of Uncle Sam. PARROT INSULTED HEW. Mie BMHBgtrt tie Ownei ol the Kiid I ', in Court. Can the voice of an educated parrot he mistaken for that of a human voice? That was a Question that Judge- Ferren had to decide in Le Butlo polics court recently, says the Butte Miner. The judge decided that under certain circumstances a parrtt talking might be mistaken for a person talking, sad Arthur Powers, who was accused cl disturbance and calling Mrs. Nellie Thompson names that were not at all polite, was allowed to go free because the parrot was to blame. According to the testimony given during the hearing, Powers, who is a next-door neigh bor of Mrs. Thompson, was making a good deal of noise the other night. Mrs. Thompson stood it as long as she could and then asked the Powers iaia lly to be still. The noise continued, however, and she again asked fo." peace. Instead of getting it a volley of oaths several yards long was fired at her out of one of the w indows. She started back in amazement and, think ing Powers was to blame, promptly had him arrested. His defense was thai he had not said a word to Mrs. Thompson, but his parrot had. and of course he had no control over the voice of the bird. The green fellow, he said, had been educated by "Scotty" Orr, who had taught it many things better for it not to know. When Mrs. Thompson called to him the parrot began talklag and he could not prevent it saying the things that insulted Mrs. Thompson. The bird was not in court, and it is probably a good thing it was not. Con)nrrMl. From the Indianapolis Journal: She - If yon dare to write mc while 1 am in the country. I shail return your letters unopened. He -Very well, then; I'll have to use postal cards. And you know 1 country postmaster s wife has a good deal of spare time. The Oema. Taking the average depth of tho ! ocean to he three miles, there won Id he j a layer of salt 'S.iu feet uc-j if the water would evaporate . Cowardly Finii. Tile tri 111 tl . u a ':. I mu-aril mA ., . ....... ..j f. . -. j .i.ii 1 ; tiny lish. with 1 Ik COUraeM tt attacA it. can irucntea u .unum to uiiaüx.

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MASONIC. PLY MOUTH K I L W I N I N G LODGE, No, : -io. 7. and A.M.; meets r: : ted third Fri iav evenings of each month. Daniel Hi Dcmaid,W.M. rohn Orber:-, See. PLYMOUTH CHAPTER, Nb ig. R. A M.; meet secor. i Friday evening of each rt:onth. L, Sootltworth H. ?. T. C Tibi : , Sec PLYMOUTH COMMAND'S. Y, :riee:s second i: fourth rhtrrsday of each month D McDonald E. C: L.Tanr.e: i.ec. PLY MOUTH CHAPTER, N 2?, O. 2. S.; meets rtrst ami third Tuesdays of each month. Mrs Mary L. Thayer W. M.Mrs. G Aspinail Sec 0-3D FELLOWS. AMER.ICUS LODGE, No. 9:; meets ever Thursday evening! rtheir lodge rooms on Michigan st. Ed Campbell N. G. Ohas. Shearer Sec KNKlrlTS OF PYTrt:5. HYPER EON LODGE, Nb. meets every Monday n:z.it i:t Cast e tl i. L vi Ail man Ch is. t rt. ami S. FORESTERS. PLVM )UTH COURT, No. 409; meet the second and fourth rrtdiy evenings e eich :r. ::'.-., :r. IL ol P hall. Elmer Wernti L R. Daniel Cramer bee. HYPER ON TEMPLE IvATIl HON':; SISTERS, meets first end third Friday of each mouth Mrs f. G. Davis, Mrs. R.e:tü Armstrong K O. T. VI PLYMOUTH TENT, No. i meets every Tuesday evening . K. O. T. M. hah. Dan. lacoby, Com Tames Hoffman, Rec:r J Keeper. L O T. M. WIDE AWAKE HIVE, No. 6-, nc?cN t-ver- Nf ta lay nigrht at K. O. T. M. hal! on Michigan stre?:. Mrs. r i f. Ellis, Commander. Bessie Wilkinson, Record Keeper. H I V E N 0 2 3 ; mee-: 1 every W - i nenday evening in K. O. T. M. hail. Mrs. Maggie I,v)Ie, Com., Alma E Lawrence, Record K ccper. ROYAL ARCANUM. Meets first trtd third f Wednesdty evenings t - ich mor.-.h in Pinion's hall. Moses M. Lauer, Regent. Francis McCrory, Sec. W MKMte." M THE )?l D Meets first tnd third Wedneadavevenings of eacn month in K. of I hall C- M. K isper, C. C. Joe Eich, Cleric Ci . R MILES H TIBBETS POST, G. A. R; meets every first and third Monday evenings in Simons hah Dwight ti, Dickerson Com,. Charlie Wilcox, Adjt, SONS Of VETettANS. Meets ever)' second ami fourth Fn day evenings in G. A. R. hall J. A. Shnnk, Captain. Cora 3 North, tsu Lieut. CHURCHES. PR V TER LA N CHURCH Preacbiog it 10 10 a. in. and 7 p m Satihatii ichoot at uoo.i. Junior Zadeavor al i p. ni. Senior Kndeavi: 6 p. m. Prayer meeting; every Thürs day evening. Teacher's meeting immediately following. Itev. Thornberry i'a?tor. METHOD 1ST. -Class meeting every Sunday morninir at 9:30 o'clock Preaching al 10 30 a. m and 7:3i) p. m Sunday school it 12 m Ipworth league hi 6:90 p oi I 'rayer meeting every Thursday evening at 7:' p. m. L. 3 Smith, pastor J W WUtfong, ccia leader I) Prank Redd, sabbath sch Ml superintendent PROTESTANT EPISCOPAL St Ttiomaa' church. Rev. Wm. Wirt Uay mood, rector Sunday services, 10:30 1 m., 7 JO p ni. Sunday service, at noon Services WedneBday evenings at 7 Jo Communion an holy days at 10 a. m CHURCH OF (iOD- t.arro and Water 6tfi. Regular services IOJ0 a. m each Sunday Third Sunday in each BBonth preachioa; by i L. Wince; fourth Sunday iy II V Reed. h:30 Sunday ruormiiK and 7:30 Sunday ven ing. Sunday school st 12 o'clock; Kva Raiiahsek Snpt Prayer meeting, at each Thursday -xenmg. II N I TED BROTHERS. -Sunday 9:30 a. m., class: aaaettoy. 10 JO a. m and 7:30 p, m , preaching oy the pastor 11 JO a. ts.( Sunday School V1 p. m jfanior V P.C. CJ. meeting. 6:00 p. m Senior V P. C U. meeting. A cord.i invitation is extended to the public CATHOLIC CHURCH "('hurch ir held on Sundays as follows First mass Hi ,' 30 1 m . second mass at 10 a. nj Vespers at 3 p. m. Week day mass st 7 i". father Hoeneh paatoi ARE YOU ALIVE To iu- tad laut ii BMoessfU Business ma cr"lit thel- BSCeSKB Id thv lilterul uf- of priatiV tafct WUj U3;fr.i:t Lr tbeir expcr.cacef