Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 9, Number 46, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 17 May 1879 — Page 1
Vol. 9.—No. 46.
THE MAIE
A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.
SECOND EDITION.
Town-Talk.
THE IUOQE8T CUSS
At largo in America to-day is the Caucus, and now that it has inflicted upon tbo country an extra session of Congress, when the regular sessions are too much for us, T.T. hopes the people will begin to get their eyes open to its sonsolessness and danger. There were plenty of honest, sensible men among the Democrats in Congress to havo prevented this oxtra session and the consequent useless fight. But when they came together for consultation, because a few more focls and hot heads than sensible men held up their hands, the sensible men and patriots must put, their seuse and patriotism in their pockets aud follow the other fellows to the rain of their party and the injury 0/ the country. If T.T. were a politician he would rejoice in the action because it has injured the party that he generally votes against, and helped the one that he votes with. But T.T. is not looking upon this matter in a political light. His own party, and nearer at borne than Washington, has been often done for in the same way that the Democracy in the country at large is getting cooked now. Sensible and patriotic men have seen the danger, warned against it, done all they could to prevent it, and then, because a major* ity was against them, havo done what they knew it was neither wise nor right to do. T.T. has seen many men, here in Terro Haute and other parts of Hooslerdom, elected to offices for which they were not lit, and by the votes of men who knew they were not fit, just because they secured one or ten more votes thau some other men who were fit. T.T. has seen party measures adopted which were both wrong and injurious because a caucus voted to adopt that measure. A system which does not allow men to consult together without binding them to abide by tho result of the consultation is all wrong. Parties in Congress and out of Congress may very properly maot^for consultation as to party policyor candidates. Of course the fact that a majority thinks policy or candidate is the best one Is an argument in favor of adopting that course or man. And when all the candidates are known beforehand, and are all fit for the places to which they aspire, there is no harm In introducing a resolution binding all present to support the successful candidate. But that the mere fact that one goes into a meeting for consultation should bind him to adopt the action recommended is wrong and dangerous in every way. In Congress men are bound to act according to their beat judgment for the interests of the oountry, and have no business to put their judgment under bonds to any man or body of men. And what is true of men In Congress is true everywhere. All mon are bound to exercise their own judgment for the public good, and it is a crime to act contrary to their judgment and conscience at the dictation of any set of men. Aud this is a good time to create public opinion against King Caucus, aud raise a rebellion that shall take him from his throne and make him a servant of the people. In the position Of servant he may be, and often is, very useful. As a king he is as bad as bad can be. T.T. would call the Democrats to arms against that wbieh is now ruining their party, and advise Republicans to learn from the folly of others, and from their own pant folly, and Join in a war of extermination against King Caucus—not against the caucus for consultation, but against the caucus for binding the judgment and conscience. It is is time for both parties to begin a Reform with a big R.
The talented and spicy writer who gives The Mail "A WOMAN'S OPINIONS," Once upon a time set forth the disadvantages of being known as the author of these articles, and referred to the advantage that T. T. had over her by the fact that he is not personally known. Bat T. T. has had a growing feeling that the advantage is not all on his eifa. £foi. knowing wblMfc. T.'^yeb* fljW
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him such pet names as J'Tbat chronic old grumbler, Town Talk," and yet smile in his face just as bewltchingly the next time she meets said "old croaker,1' as if she had always called him that charming and agreeable gentleman, Town Talk. There is some advantage in being able to abase people, or tell them a disagreeable truth, without knowing just whom one is bitting. There is another advantage on tho side of T. T.'s neighbor and last-born of The Mail's contributors. The fact that she is known saves hsr from some blows that might otherwise fall. T. T. cannot reply, to the charge of being a croaker, that there has been more croaking and fretting in the columns devoted to "A Woman's Opinions," during its short career, than in the T. T. column during ail the years of its existence. Even if this were true, T. T. couldn't say it, because it wouldn't be courteous to one whom he meets on the streets and who is known to the public. It wouldn't be at all proper for T. T. to allude to that "chronic old scold," even if there were occasion for it. As this estimable lady, whose articles T. T. fears often get read before his own, seemed to feel the disadvantages of being known, T. T. desired to comfort her by calling attention to tho silver liniug of the cloud.
T. T. DIDN'T SWEAR
Because tho types spoilt the best thing in bis last article, for although the best, it wasn't worth wasting any profanity on. But when T. T. defined a "sorehead" in politics to be a man "who thinks he ought to be supported at public expense and is too proud to go to the poor farm," ho thought he had made a fair hit, and he wasn't quite pleased, to put it mildly, when utter nonsense was made of the sentence, by putting it "too poor to go to the poor farm." But he didn't swear.
A Woman's Opinions,
THE BETTER WOULD.
Not the world to come, for it may be better and it may be worse as the French say, "that depends but what we refer to is this round, rugged, revolving old sphere which happens to be our abiding place at the present writing, and which is daily growing better, notwithstanding all reports to the contrary. This fact is suggested anew by the strong feeling of horror and indignation that has been aroused by the atrocious murder lately committed at Pocasset, Mass. A religious fanatic, in a moment of frenzy, takes the life of his own child, an innocent little girl, five years old. In this deed he is assisted by her mother and the act is approved and sanctioned by a number of relatives and friends, all of whom claim to be directed by the divine spirit and are strong in the faith that the sacrifice will be restored to life. One is inclined to believe that if Father Abraham were now on earth he would have a hard time of it when he undertook to obey the sacred injunction, "Take now thy son, thine only son Isaac, whom thou lovest, and offer him for a burnt offering upon one of the mountains which I will tell thee of," Aud as he traveled threedays with his servants and hia son and the wood to burn him with, it would probably be with a vision of the gallows before his eyes. And when the rest of this scene was described, how the lad said, "My father, here is the fire and the wood, but where is the lamb for the burnt offering and the father took his child and bound him and laid him upon the wood and raised his knife to slay him, and was prevented, not by his own desire, but because of an angello voloe when this story would be related to the present generation, tbey would probably treat the "divine command" excuse with skeptical disregard, and Abraham, instead of being allowed to return to the mother whom he was about to rob of her one beloved treasure, anf being permitted in his old age to behold his seed "multiplied as the stars in the heaven and the sand on the sea ahore," would in all probability be treated as a dangerous character and placed in oloso confinement, where he would not be tempted to sacrifice any more ot his relatives,
Jephtha, "a mighty man of valour," longing for victory in battle "vowed a vow unto the Lord," that if he would deliver his enemies unto him, "Whatsoever cometh forth of the doors of my house to meet me, when I return in peace, shall surely be the Lord's, and I will offer it up for a burnt offering." So he oonqaered in battle and came in triumph to his house and "behold, his daughter came out to meet him with timbrels and with dances and she was his only child." Then Jephtha tore his hair and his clothes, and did everything which he onght te have done except to go and hang himself, and finally, with great magnanimity permitted his bean* tiful and beloved ohlld to go upon the mountains tor two month* and bewail her fate. "And it oame to pass at the end of two months that she returned unto her father who did with her aooordlog to the vow which he had vowed."
Now If this had ail happened in the present cento ry it would have termin
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ated very differently. Jephtha's daughter might have returned from her trip among the mountains, according to promise, but Jephtha would not have met her at the train, for we would have laid him carefully away where he would uever "vow" any more.
These incidents, showing the difference that exists between the sentiments of those times and these, are only a few of the many illustrations that might be given to prove that the world is growing better every day. It is no excuse or palliation for people to cry, "O, that was the practioe of those days." A people and an age are judged by their customs, and therefore the fact cannot be disputed that with every century we develop into a Lroader and nobler state of intelligence, humanity and civilization. In further consideration of this subjeot let us take a long leap from the old world to the new, from the dark and dim ages of the past into tho clear and shining radiance of the present, and, passing over continents and oceans, let us see if this rule will apply to Torre Haute,— sooty, dusty, and odoriferoue City of the West,—in the year of our Lord, 1879.
For us, favored citizens of the land theie dawns anew era the millennium approaches. "Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea," (Egypt, Ills.) for has not his Honor the new lord Mayor proclaimed aloud, with a palm leaf sceptre in his hand, cotton in his ears and thunder in his mouth, "I pledge myself that so far aa lies in my power it shall never be truthfully said that one single interest of this city is run by a ring of any kind!" A city without a ring! Think of it, swallow it, (if you can,) digest it, take out your bandana and shout hosanna I New York, groaning yet from the weight of Tammany Washington, with your record tarnished by the name of Boss Shepherd Chicago, with the memory of your treacherous Aldermen fresh in your mind St, Louis, smarting from the disgrace of the Whisky Frauds Indianapolis, city of "concentric circles,"—flee oh! flee to virtuous Terre Haute where we all walk in the straight and narrew path and where even the children are not allowed to play "ring-around-a-rosy." Come to Arcadia, where, if our ruler makes any mistakes, it will be because of a weak head and not of a weak heart. "Spectemur egendo,"—spectacle egregious Selah!
With the scent of young onions in the air, with cucumbers already in the market, with strawberry short-cake looming up in the near future, with peace, pleftty and prosperity smiling broadly upon the land, let us welcome, thrice welcome, the New Dispensation.
JOSEPH COOK.
Joseph Cook will visit this city for the first time, and deliver a leeture at the Opera House, next Monday evening. We risk nothing in saying that Mr. Cook is by far the most prominent and most widely known lecturer that has ever spoken from the rostrum to the American public. No other lecturer has ever commanded frotu the first and held such universal attention and approval.
Two and a half years ago the Boston Monday lecture course was instituted, the original design being to have weekly lectures at noonday on Mondays, from the leading New England clergymen and speakers. Mr. Cook, then comparatively unknown to the public, but known to a few as a close thinker and accurate scholar, was invited to ocoupy one of the Monday hours. He was listened to by an audience of moderate size but from that day until this, the culture and intelligence of New England have been unwilling to listen to any other man, jmd his audiences have crowded Tremont Temple to overflowing every time he has spoken since— five and six thousand people gathering weekly to hear him.
These lectures have been published simultaneously in this country and Great Britain, and have been translated as fast as delivered into no fewer than eight different languages and have been read and studied all over Europe. We doubt not Terre Haute will favor him with a large audienoe, on the occasion of his first visit to this city. vjfc,
WLISS
Just as we are going to.press, Mr. Frank J. Pillings agent of McDonough A Fulford's M'llss Combination comes in to announce the presentation here next Tuesday and Wednesday evenings of the drama of M'liss from Brete Harte's story. The Indianapolis News says:
The play is strikingly realistic and at times fascinating. It has no great depth nor novelty of plot, and is sometimes wordy, but the interest felt in the saucy, nervy, uncultured heroine increases with the unfolding of the plot and follows her to the last act, where as the young lady freah from the seminary, she meets the schoolmaster, who baa first implanted in her mind a desire for something better than her old lite.
Miss Pixley made a decided hit in M'liss. To an attractive faee and figure she adds a voice as freefa am a bird's with a sympathetic quality that in speaking or singing charms the listener. Several airs are interpolated in tbe piece, among them the celebrated drmkusgeong from Girofle-Oirofia. "Seebuw it spark lee," which she delivered with a cash and brilliancy, not often excelled by the most noted artists. ,.v*
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TERRE HAUTE, IND., SATURDAY EVENING, MAY 17, 1879. r* Ninth Year
Written for The Mail.
LIFE, LIPBRTY UND LAQRR.
THE REMONSTRANCE OF HERB GAMMAGE. [This remonstrance is supposed to be aimed at that provision of the so-called "Temperance" law which prohibits the sale ot liquor to an habitual drunkard after notice from
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To the Senate and Hmac of JleprercntcUltet in Oennxtl Assembly cyn vetted O, vat is dis has come to pass
Dls demperaaoe embargo a Has doek avay mine tested rights, i.tj Life, liperty und lager.
De constitution has been bored, Mit dls big demperanee auger, Und let out all v&'. dere vas stored,
Life, liperty und lager. Mine pody'sonly scboost a spout, Vat. tay by tay growa larger, Vere eferyjdlme vent in aud out
LL'e, liperty and lager.
Und "ven de swallows homeward fly" Uad ven I sehwig uud s&hwagger, No soul ruitin is standing by t- wi
To scheck de flow of lager. ...
Den, vat is life mitout some tings To make meln fleisch grow larger, Uad liperty, ixitout some trinks,
Bardicularlj*lager?"
Und vat is habbiness, ven I Cau't go out on a "bender Mit liperty, ven I gets high, 1
To vip^mein frau und kinder.
It used to vas dat tays und nights, 1 round about vould tschtagger, Schoost hxtted wit mein fested rights,
Life, liperty uud lager. Vere is de geeper von saloon, 80 ftcholly uud so frisky Pehold liets oggubation's gone,
Hees lager uud iiees viskoy.
Pecausa dat ven he gets me trunk,' Und I vips Misdress Gammage, Dey '11 put him in do cliailer's bunk.
Uudil he bays de tamuge!
111 fight dese temp'rance chaps all nights Mit pricks und schtone* und dagger, Undil gets mein fested rights,
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Life, liperty und lager.
De Plrd of Freedom's llewd avay From dis penichted region lors, do, I bray. A. lechisladors, UICTJ
Prlug pack de Pird of Freedom! And your betltioner vill e.'er bray. '-?v
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TERRE HAUTE PEOPLE
BEHAVE YOURSELVES WHEN YOU GO FISHING.
PROTEST FROM A PRAIRIETON LADY.
Editor Mail:
May I, a country jake, have room in your columns to uttor a protest? Now that the balmy days of spring have come, the young ladies and gentlemen of Terre Haute are doubtless having a gay time fishing and picniclng down here in our flats. We are willing, and hope they will come oftener, and enjoy themselves hugely, provided they will observe the rales of common decency hereafter. It is not very pleasant to meet such a crowd and be accosted with "Say, bubby, bow will you swap bats?" and "Are you country jakes coming to the show with your gals?" This, to a gentleman,if be was going out to plow, from a city lady. However, that was a commonplace remark compared with some of them.
Especially in passing through tho village of Prairieton, it is positively scandalous the way they will soreech, sing and shout at any and every ono they chanco to.see. Nor is their language always as chaste as it should be, and the ladies of the village have become so accustomed to their vulgar ways that if ono would listen tbey might hear every door on the principal street go shut with a bang, in order to keep the ohildren from being contaminated by their bad example.
Some of these young folks, I try to believe, do not mean to be so rude as they always, under such circumstances, appear. Some ot thoir families are well known, and one would expect better things of them, and it is not wise for them to think that because we do not live in Terre Haute (beautiful as your little city is) that none of us have ever seen a city or even if we haven't, that in our quietude we don't have time to think of the difference between good and bad, or decent and indecent behavior. This is not meant for all the parties that go through our place. Some of them are pleasant and civil and if tbey cared to stop, none of us would give them a chary welcome to rest and good cheer. However, such crowds, I am sorry to say for the credit of our sex, are men. I repeat, this is not for civil gentlemen or ladies, but for those who act as if it was their first trip from home, and if they ever read, we hope that they will take this as it is meant, with kind intentions for their good names—for tbey are certainly in danger, when strangers always take them for members of the demi monde—and indignant remeaobranoe of their pest action by ONB or
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Man relies far more than be is aware for oomfort and happiness on woman's tact and management. He is so aocustomed to these that he is anoonscious of tbeir worth. They are so delicately concealed, and yet so ceaselessly exercised, that he enjoys their effect as be enjoys the light and atmosphere. He seldom thinks how it would be with him were they withdrawn. He fails to appreciate what is so freely given. He may be reminded of them now and then be may complain of intrusion and interference but the frown is smoothed away by a gentle band, the murmuring lips are stopped with a caress, and the management goes on. 4 I 1 i-
TRO UBLR IN CAMP.
There is never a pleasure witbont its attendant or following pain. The Democratic officials flushed with the pleasures of victory bsvo been barrsssed with the difficult problem of parcelling out the few subordinate offices, the positions on the police force and the fire department. Before the election promises were freely given and tbey can't all be filled. There isn't offices enough to go 'round by a large majority. The spicy and wide awake corre3pondeQf_oL,the Indianapolis Jonrdal says:
The true inwardness of the recent Democratic success begins to develop itself in true Bourbon fashion, and shows a repetition of false promises, broken pledges and "Kilkenny ructious," in their crooked ranks of the true old Democratic style. A first outbreak happened last night. They held a caucus with nine, all the Democratic councilmen present, and it was then developed that John Lamb, Dan Voorhees's boon companion had "made a slate, as was a slate," and had sponged off City Attorney tJarper and Cuief Dickhout of the fire department, and station-keeper Bob Thomas in the coolest manner, and had placed thereon A. B. Carelton, Jack^Kennedy and Ferdinand Fiedler, respectively. This at once raised a war of the most bitter kind and at a late hour in the evening Attorney Tom Harper met the "pale faced" Lamb of innocent habits, and at once Tom vigorously addressed him as a and many other personal allusions of a like character, and a personal encounter was just "clinching" when bystanders interfered prevented gore. Tom is mad, and ho is a lighter that means what be says. So is Ltcnb a lighter, but not of that kind, aud the appearances are decidedly in lavor of Lamb wearing a well brushed suit some of these days unless "that slate" is remodeled. Tom was a gallant soldier all throngh the war, is an able lawyer, and a credit to the Democracy here, and those are the very reasons he is not wanted. Such sort of men are not of use with the true Democracy here. Dickhout is one of the best fire chie:s that ever held the position, but unfortunately wasn't of the Emerald origin, and it will be Dick—bout.
Since the above was in type for the first edition, the agony has been ended, though the tronble and soreness will exist for some time. The Council met last night, and, having the matter "cut and dried" belore. hand, elected J. M. Allen city attorney, John Garrettson street commissioner, V. G. Dickhout chief of fire department, George H. Simpson civil engineer, Ferdinand Feidler keeper of the station house, Peter Mahler market master, and Patrick Osborne sexton of the cemetery.
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The 36th of May is decoration day in the nortb, but the female population make every Sunday a decoration day.— Phila. Chronicle-Herald.
A Mrs. Benjamin, of Montpelier, who has been dumb for about two years, the other day coughed up something like gristle, and can talk as well as ever now.
The ex-Empress Carlotta has an income of |360,000. Her cure is hopeless. She occupies herself with writing and painting, her correspondence being almost entirely addressed to sovereigns.
A French woman, who wishes the world to understand that she is not in mourning, fastens a small colored flower, encircled with black feathers, in the back of the black bonnet which she wears.
An easy-fitting shoe is-a blessing to any one—but very few of our ladies would be willing to accept Horace Greeley's method of testing an easy fit. He would not buy a gaiter that hedould not, when it was on, slip his hand down into and arrange the top of his stocking—and his hand wasn't small, either
One of the saddest and most vexatious trials that oome to a girl when she marries Is that she has to discharge her mother and depend upon a hired girl.— (Troy Times.) But the saddest time for the new-made husband is when the wife doesn't discharge her mother, but takes her home with her.—St. Albans Advertiser.
Bessie Singleton was left in charge of her father's barroom, near Nashville, Tenn., with Instructions to let nobody drink without paying. Tom Baker soon afterward drank a glass of beer, and said, "Charge it." Bessie seized a club and Jtnocked him down. He drew a pistol and she took it away from him and continued to club him, like a female Capt. Williams. He tried to crawl out of a window, but she dragged him back, and finally be paid for the beer.
Olive Logan has heard of an amusing reply, given at a ball, by an American Daisy Miller, in London. Daisy had strayed away from the ball-room. Her mother sought her and found her in a remote oorner with a young man who bad his arm around her waist. An explanation was demanded by the irate mamma. Daisy looked up calmly and replied: "Mamma, allow me to introduce Captain X. to yon. I had promised him a danoe, but I was so tired tbat 1 oonldnt keep my word, and I'm just giving him a sitting stili waits Instead." Thiaspleasing anecdote is commended to Henry James, Jr., on the one hand, und Mrs. General Sherman on the other.
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Kit Carson's family are destitute.*! How to drive fleas from a dog—shxfc the dog.—Cincinnati Enquirer.
How to get up a Spring Meeting—put two fat men in alight buggy.—Ex. An Ithaca dentist pulled a tooth
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hard, tbat snap went the lady's jaw. The novelty this season in Chicago will be a summer theater under canvas, which can bo lifted and removed to salient points within tho limits of the merry Babylon.
A Georgia gentlemen says that while riding in the interior of that Btate, he witnessed the most noveLsight of his life. It was nothing more nor less than a white lady plowing, her husband acting as the horse, mule or steer, as the case may be. He was regularly harnessed, and dragging the plow as complacently as an ox.
The sight of a man wheeling a baby carriage in the street is a sign, not that the infant is veak, but tbat the man's wife is strong. And yet, if wo were to judge from the amiable grin with which the fond father, under these circumstances, salutes every passing acquaintance, we might erroneously suppose that he was really doing it just for the fun of the thing.
A well dressed young man and a young woman, richly attired, have been doiag some of the interior towns of Pennsylvania. They represent themselves as a runaway match, give the names of prominent Pittsburg lawyers as friends, and,under tho pretense that tbey want money to reach home and be forgiven, have raised considerable funds. The richly attired young lady is a beardless youth and the well dressed man is a swindler.
Men who havo half a dozen irons in the fire are not the ones to go crazy. It is the man of voluntary or compelled leisure who mopes and pines, and thinks himself into the mad house or the grave. Motion is all nature's law. Action is man's salvation, physical and mental. And yet nine out of ten are wistfully looking forward to the coveted heur when they shall have leisure to do nothing, or something only if they feel like it—the very siren tbat has lured to death many a "successful" man.
Tne rumor tbat a religious maniac would go over Niagara in a row boat, expecting to be miraculously saved from death, drew a multitude to Goat Island on the Canada shore. A boat was seen coming down stream, with a man sitting placidly in it. The sight caused intense excitement, and, as the craft neared the fall, several women fainted, but the voyager did not stir from his seat. Some of the spectators declared that tbey heard him scream just before the dreadful plunge, but that could not have been true, for he was only a man of straw, put afloat by some waga#
Somebody inquired through the Chicago Tribune, about the personal habits of Robson and Crane, who had been playing the two Dromios in tbat city. Crane writes in reply as follows: "RobBon subsists principally upon fisb, to cultivate what he is pleased to call his brain—two swordfish and a shark his daily diet. I subsist principally upon fish aud farinaceous diet—stomach being weak but brain hefty. Robson painfully moral in his habits, and three beers nightly. My wildest dissipation is a glass of apollinaris once a week and mild (flora cabbage) cigars furnished by Robson."
Marshal Frederick Douglass in a lecture at Staunton, Va., last week, advised his colored hearers not to trust altogether to prayer, but to go to work honestly, systematically and consclentiausly. He himself, he said, had pray* ed for three long years tbat freedom might oome to him, but it never came uutll prayers got down into his legs and carried him away. He did not approve the "exodus," and added: "Stay where you are, and ao conduct yourselves that men will be bound to respect you— work with head and hands—seek to acquire knowledge as well as property, 1 and in time you may have the honor of going to congress, for if the negro can stand congress, congress ought to be able to stand the negro."
In a dream last week a Middleton,, Connecticut, man passed through a trial for murder whioh seemingly lasted three 1 weeks, in which a great many witnesses were examined and eloquent pleas hours long delivered. At last be was convicted and sentenced. While on the scaffold, protesting his innocence to the last, the,» trap was sprung. But the rope broke and he ran away. He was pursued by the people and the police, but he eluded
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them until nightfall, when be ventured to visit his home. There be found his wife attacked by a gang of ruffians. He killed one of them and drove the rest away. Thpn he awoke and discovered he had been through these terrible ordeals, all this suffering and anguish, and the threa weeks' trial, while sleeping cnly three minutes,
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