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A Women's
By Ella Darling McKllllp.
"Tom, oh Tom, Tom Johnson!" called a
little woman from the back door of a farm
house one bright, sunny afternoon in May.
"What you want," replied her husband
from Inside the barn, where he was har
nessing the horses. Mrs. Johnson threw
her apron up over her head and hurried to
the barn.
"Bay, Tom," raid she, standing in the
door, "can't I go along? I'll get ready In
a Jiffy."
"What do you want to go fort I'm only
going over to Amsler's for some more seed
corn. The gophers took the lower part of
the field and I've got to replant it. I'm
coming right back and you won't have
time to gomlp, so what's the use? I've no
time to wait oil you, either," rejoined her
husband, forcing the bits Into old Bill's
mouth.
"I don't want to go to Amsler's, but to
Wheeltree's, this side of there, and stay
till you get back. I've got to see Mrs.
Wheeltree about something."
"What do you want to see her about?"
"Oh, something: I shan't tell, but can't
I go?"
"You can If you are ready by the time
I'm hitched up, but I shan't wait on you
one minute."
A look of disappointment stole over the
woman' animated countenance as she
stood absent-mindedly watching three little
Jersey calves crowding agoloBt the door of
their pen, trying to attract her attention
Suddenly her face lightened.
"I'll bet, a nickel I'll be ready before you
are," she exclaimed.
"All right. I'll take your bet." laughed
her husband. She lilt -the board that
propped the door to the calf pen shut, then
ran for the house.
"Oh papa, the calves are out," she called
back to him as she disappeared indoors.
Drat the little brutes; how did they get
out again?" said Johnson a he left his
harnessing and pursued the gamboling trio, i
The calves enjoyed the chase much better j
than their owner, and by the time the
last buff frtsker was penned Mrs. Johnson,
neatly dressed, had climbed Into the wagon
ana sai pauenuy waning iui ..v.m .
be hitched on. "Tom Johnson, you owe me
a nickel," she remarked as her husband
took his seat beside her.
"I owe you a nickel! What for, I'd like
to know?"
"Why. I bet you a nickel I d be ready
first, and I was."
Well. Ill bet you a quarter, my girl.
you wouldn't have been taking this ride if
those blamed calves hadn't broke out."
"I've got to fix a button on that door, I
don't see how In time they got the board
down." But Mrs. Johnson only said: "Oh,
Tom! see those cute squirrels on the fence."
Mrs. Wheeltree was at home, busy with
carpet rags, and delighted to see her neigh
bor. "Come right in and take off your things.
Mrs. Johnson. You don't know how hungry i
I get to see folks. The children at school all
day and the men in the fields, make it
mighty, lonesome."
"Thank you. Mrs. Wheeltree. I can't
stay but a little while. Tom has gone up
to Amsler's for seed corn and will be right
back."
"Don't you believe It Men are worse gos
sips than we are when they get together.
It's dollars to doughnuts you won't see
Tom Johnson for two hours."
"I hopo I won't for I've got a scheme i
want to talk over with you, and If you'll
give me a needle and thimble I'll sew rags
while I stay," said Mrs. Johnson, settling
herself with a lap full of rags.
"Mrs. Wheeltree." she continued, "don't
you get tired of working from morning till
night, week in and week out, year after
rear, with no place to go, only to town once
In a while?"
"Well, I should say I do. I was telling
David only last night that It seemed as if
there was nothing for us but work, work,
work, and what are we getting out of our
Uvea? We will be dead and buried before
we know It, and sometimes I feel the
sooner the better, for life isn't worth living
when there is nothing but drudgery In it."
"I -rues, most farmers' wives feel the
same way, Mrs. Wheeltree. The men get
out and see each other occasionally, but
we women stay at home almost constantly.
Tom never seems to think I want to go i
anywhere or do anything but cook and bnke
and wash and iron and scrub and sew for
the children. And I think it is too bad,
for there is no reason why we should not
enjoy our lives as well as other women.
And we could, too, If we only had some
thing to go to occasionally, and that's what
I wanted to see you about. Why can't we
aomen In the neighborhood have a country
club? Town women have clubs. What's to
hinder us having one?"
"A club," exclaimed Mrs. Wheeltree.
"How could we ever find time to attend?"
"Why, take time, of course. We have
got to find time to die some day, haven't
we? And the old world will roll along all
right without us and never know the dif
ference. And we can take one afternoon a
week and play we're dead to work and
worry, and Just have a good time. What
do you say?"
"What do I say? Why, I say I'm in for
it, and I know David will be delighted, for
he has said hundreds of times '.Mother, 1
do wish you could get out more. 'Twould
do you good.' I'll say this for David: He's
not like most men. He thinks a woman
ought to go and get some pleasure out ot
life. He's always wanting me to go some
where." "You'd better watch out for such a man.
He won't live long, I'm afraid. My hus
band Isn't troubled that way. He is more
like the man who said when his wife
wanted to go to the Fourth of July: 'Great
Scot I woman how long has tt been since
you went upon the hill to see the sun rise?
Do you want to be eternally on the gad?'
Now can't we go tomorrow afternoon and
see the other women In the neighborhood,
and ask them to come to my house Satur
day afternoon? I have got housecleanlng
all done and I'll drive around for you aftet
dinner if you'll go."
"All right." assented Mrs. Wheeltree, "I
was going to color rags tomorrow, but I'll
put it off for a day. Hello! there comes
your husband; he didn't stay as long aa I
thought he would."
Mrs. Johnson hurried to the road, fol
lowed by Mr. Wheeltree, both trying to
say as much as possible before parting.
"What mischief have you two been plot
ting, now?" Inquired Mr. Johnson.
"You would open your eyes if you knew,
Mr. Man," replied hla wife, "but I shan't
tell you."
The next afternoon Mrs. Johnson rat
tled up to the Wheeltreea In her husband's
road cart and the two friends were soon
on the way.
"Who do you think I Invited?" asked
Mrs. Wheeltree.
"Every woman In the neighborhood." re
plied Mrs. Johnaon. "Just think how you
and I would feel it a club waa atarted and
we were left out They don't have to come
If they don't want to, but you will find
that they will want to Ml right."
"Are you going to invite Christ Selgel's
wife? They say she can't read a word of
English and talks so broken it would make
a cat laugh to hear her," ventured Mrs.
Wheeltree.
"Yea, I am. she Is a woman, and I pre
sume she feela the need of woman's com
panlonohlp more than wa do, for she Is
far from tha fatherland, and our manners
Country Club
and customs sre strange to her. And
while she may not understand our lan
guage very well, he heart wlil understand
a klndners. and Gretchen Selgle Is a
neat, nice, little Dutch woman, and I want
to get acquainted with her."
When Mrs. Johnson sat down to Supper
that night she felt very Important, for
fourteen women had promised to come to
her house on Saturday afternoon to organ
ize a w6mans country club. 8he thought
best not to Inform her husband of the
enterprise until later, for the had so much
to think about, and to do before Saturday
that she did not want to waste any time
or energy In discussing the matter. But
she took her daughter Millie Into her con
fidence, and she In turn told her big
brother Ned. and Jack, the 14-year-old
j scapegrace of the family, chanced to over
hear the conversation, and straightway
made capital of it by telling little Millie if
j he would fill the wood box and cob banket
for him, as soon as he got home from
school nights, he would let him Join ma's
club that was going to meet at their house
Saturday. Little Billle had no idea what
a club was. but Jack Insisted It was some
thing awful nice, and he could Join It If
he would keen the wood box filled.
Saturday proved to be a warm, beautiful
May day. Mrs. Johnson was up early and
she and Millie made the work fly, and
how easy It seemed that morning. Mrs.
Johnson and her daughter were learning
the lesson that work loses half Its perplexi
ties when the mind is filled with pleasant
anticipations. Jack was told to rake th
yard and put it In order.
"But, mamma, 1 don't want to do
now," he expostulated. "Can't I do it next
Saturday? I promised to go Ashing with
Jlmmle Amslor this momtng; can't It wait,
nm? Jlmmle will be waiting for me with
all the worms dug. Can't I go, ma?'
"Not this morning. Jack," smiled his
mother. "If you clean the ynrd and get
It very nice, you may Join ma's club with
little Billle."
Poor Jack; that 'last sentence told him
not that his sin had found him out, but
,,,,..,, . fnr ,..
, went or -ke
Mrs. Johnson had Informed her hUBband,
the evening before, of the project.
"What in the name of common sense,
do you want to do that fool thing for?
Can't you find enough to do without hav
Ing a gang of women around to wait on?"
he exclaimed.
"Starting a woman's club! You'd better
attend to your, work, and not go gadding
around after such things. That's what
you went to Wheeltree's for, and what
you wanted the cart and horse for. Had I
known that, you'd have stayed at home."
"Now, look here, Tom Johnson, don't
you roar your head off till you're hurt,"
suggested his wife. "It's not going to cost
you anything, and it will give us some
thing pleasant to think about, and as long
as we don t neglect our work, and you
j men get your t)ree meal(1 a day , don.t
see as you have any reason to howl."
But Mr. Johnson thought he had, al
though he could not tell just what his
grievance was. But he finally subsided
with a few growls.
It was a very attractive home, after the
dinner work was done, and Mrs. Johnson
and Millie were dressed to recelvo the
company. There were cherry blossoms
on the organ and center table In the spars
room. Cherry blossoms looped back the
white muslin curtains, a bouquet of the
flowers stood In each of the three open
windows, for It was an unusually warm
spring day, and a large cluster occupied
the center of the clean, white cloth on the
kitchen tuble.
"Oh, mamma, don't It look beautiful,"
cried Millie. "We never were so nice before
in our lives."
"That's Just it, Millie," said her mother;
"that the reason I wanted to start a club.
We never have anything going on to fix up
for, and we get too awful shiftless to
live. Who is thut coining up the road?"
"It s Dick Wheeltree's rig," said Millie,
white a faint pink flush stole into her
cheeks. "I guess he is bringing his
mother."
Mrs. Johnson and daughter met them at
the gate with a cordial welcome.
"Hello. Millie." cried Dick: "can't I Join
tnls woman s club? Mother says I shan't.
but I have decided thut I will, anyway."
"Perhaps you can work your way In like
Jack and Billle," laughed tho girl.
The women went into the house, but the
children chattered on, for the Joy of living
was culling to their souls, like nature calls
the wild birds in the springtime.
"You'll have to drive on, Dick, for then
comes three more buggies," said Millie.
"Confound them, I suppose I'll have to.
But what time will this 'Jamboree be over?
I've got to go to town, and will stop on the
way back for mother.
"Oh, about 6, I think," replied the girl, as
she waved him goodby and smilingly
awlted tho newcomers.
By i o'clock the women were all seated
In the spare room, talking Like magpies.
All were In the best of spirits, each re
counting the effort she had made to attend.
"I make myself ready so quick, I don't
know how, when Chris, he say he come by
here to town, for I had expect to come by
my foot," laughed tho sprightly little Dutch
woman.
Mrs. Wheeltree rapped on the table and
there was a sudden silence.
"Neighbors," sold she, "Mrs. Johnson has
Invited us to her home this afternoon to see
about starting a club. If women bv town
find a club pleasant when there are so
many things to go to, how much more we
ought to enjoy one, when we seldom leavo
home and scarcely ever see each other.
We don't know how to organise the club
In a business way, perhaps, like men
would, but my hutiband said we could have
some one act as chairman for a little while;
then we could elect the officer.."
"I move Mrs. Wheeltree act as chair
man," said Mrs. Johnson.
"Now, Mrs. Wllklns, you second the mo
tion." suggested Mrs. Johnson, in an aside.
"I second the motion," ventured Mrs.
Wllklns, timidly.
All in favor say I," said Mrs. Johnson.
"I." shouted everybody In the room but
Mrs. Wheeltree.
"Now, Mrs. Wheeltree, you're chairman;
you must hav. a chair," laughed Mrs.
Johnson, pushing one forward to the table.
Mrs. Wheeltree seated herself with dig
nity. "We will now elect a president," she re
marked. "Let's have Mrs. Johnson," exclaimed
Mrs. Smith.
"Yes, let's have Mrs. Johnaon," chorused
several others.
"No," said Mrs. Johnson, "I don't want
It Have Homebody else."
"We will vote by ballot." said the chair
man, "for David said that was the way
to do."
Millie brought some paper, the shears
and some pencils. The ballots were cut
n1 Mr' whoeltree asked Mrs. Amsler to
distribute them and Millie to take them up
ana neip count them. The chairman voted
lust, for she had to wait for a pencil.
There were fourteen votes cast for Mrs.
Johnson and one for Mrs. Wheeltree.
Mrs. Elegit g,,t Mrs. Collins to write her
ballot. "If 1 write him In Sherman, no
body can him read," she explained.
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When collected and counted Mrs. Wheel
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dues her office was simply honorary. Mrs.
Wheeltree' arose and invited the president
to the chair.
Now what shall we name the club?"
asked Mrs. Johnson, seating herself.
"Let us name him by de sherry blossoms,"
uggested Mrs. Selgle, sending an admiring
glance around the flower-decked room. The
Idea seemed to please everybody and the
secretary wrote that this society should bo
called the "Cherry Blossom club." It was
finally decided that the club should meet
every Saturday afternoon from 2 o'clock
til! 6 at the homes of the members in
alphabetical order; that the women could
bring sewing or fancy work If they wished
to keep their fingers busy while they
listened to the program, and also improve
tho time; that each should respond to roll
call with a quotation, conundrum or little ,
tory. j
The first hour was to be given to the i
study of history, one ' member reading
aloud, while the others worked.
"I be not able to read de English book,"
said Mra Slegle, "but ven my turn, him
comes to read, I tells you about de Fadder
Iant, about de vlmmlns and chillerns, and
how dey do mit der homes, and de nice
stories dey tells de shlllerns, and de songs
dey sing by de Christmas times and O!
so many tings I tells," and a sad faraway j
look came Into the little woman's eyes.
"We've got a mighty nice history of the
world, that John's brother sent him for a
Christmas present," said Mrs. Wllklns.
"It s full of pictures, and reads like a
story, and tells about everything and
everybody. A man by the name of Kldpath, I
wrote It; we can have that to read If we
want." J
Everybody wanted it, and Mrs. Wllklns .
was appointed reader for the next meeting.
There was to be a recess of a half-hour
after, tho history lesson
so every one could
talk about it. and each could tell something
else she might have read or heard on the
subject. Next, a short story from a maga
sine or paper should be read uloud, fol
lowed by a poem, either read or spoken.
Just as the one appointed to the part
chooses.
In the third hour each was to tell about
the best thing she had cooked during the
week and give the recipe If called for.
Then a question box was to be passed
around and ench was to put In a question
she had brought from home, asking the
best way to do different things about the
house.
"I can tell you right now," said Mrs.
Smith, "what I would like, to know, and
that is how to keep my washtubs from
falling to pieces. I hate to keep them
lull OI wiLirr; mey kci o naici puujveu,
and If I don't they leak at the top, though '
I pjt them down cellar they leak like sixty
when I go to use them." j
"O, that's easy," remarked Mrs. Thom- I
son; "I always turn mine upside down. In
the cellar or on the north side of the
house, and keep water on the bottoms, and I
it runs down the staves and keeps them
Just moist enough."
"Well, I vum, I never thought of that,"
said Mrs. Smith. "How smart you are."
Ths last thing on the program was to be
a cup of tea, bread and butter and one
other eatable, whatever the hostess for the
day wished. "For," remarked Mrs. John
son, " a cup of tea makes us all so so
cial." "I tlnk It don't needs some teas to make
a voomans talk a leedle," laughed Mrs.
Selgle.
Mrs. Amsler, standing first alphabetically,
Invited the club to meet with her the next
Saturday afternoon.
Mrs. Johnson arose, saying, "I guess that
is all for today, now please excuse me a
few minutes and visit while I help Millie."
And how they did Improve the opportun
ity, these hard wonting women, "Who aaw
so little of each other, and bow short the
time seemed until Millie came with a
pile of plates, followed by her mother, car
rying a large, dripping pan, with a white
towel over It for a tray cloth, filled with
cups ot fragrant tea. Millie brought a
large plate, with the sugar bowl, cream
pitcher and teaspoons on it, and Mro. John
aon next passed generous slices 'of new
bread and butter, with pressed chicken be
tween them and a plate of delicious pickles.
"O, Mm. Johnaon, why did you go to all
this trouble?" cried her guests, while hear
tily enj'l"g her hospitality.
"Mercy nie," It wasn't trouble, replied
the hotes "Millie and I haven't hud
any one but men folks to feed for so long
It does our hearts good to see women
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serves, covered with whipped cream, and
two kinds of cake were served. And how
good everything tasted to these women,
whose lives were so void of pleasure.
"Yank you, Mrs. Johnson," said Mrs.
Selgle, as she surrendered her plate. "Din
vas de first some bites I haf eaten by
anodder vooman's house since I vas from
Shermany. Come, It vas very goot, Mrs.
Johnson."
"It's the first mouthful I have eaten
away from home for four years," re
marked Mrs. Billings, "and you hav no
Idea how good another woman's cooking
tastes."
"If you have enjoyed it half as much as
I have enjoyed having you here, I am
satisfied," replied Mrs. Johnson, as she
started to the kitchen with an armful of
plates.
There were many happy homes that
May evening as the women entertained
their families with an account of their
delightful afternoon, and life seemed bet
ter worth the living on account of the
new Interest that had come into their dull,
gray lives.
"Arn't you tired, mamma?" asked Millie
after the work was all done and mother
and daughter sat down to talk it over.
"Yes, Millie, I'm tired, but It's such a
happy tired that I Just like to feel it,"
said her mother.
The Cherry Blossom club had to stand a
great deal of railllery from the masculine
element of the community, but every hus
band soon saw that there was a new
light In lils wife's eyes, a new spring to
her step and a new and pleasant atmos
phere in his home.
"Whut do you think of this woman's
club business?" asked Hubbard one day
as he met Wllklns on the road and stopped
for a chat.
"Well, I don't know hardly what to
think. At first I kicked like a bay steer,
but I'll be blamed If I don't begin to think
it's a fine thing, for my wife seems hap
pier than she has since we were first mar
ried, and I know we have better things
, ' "-
L'luu, ana iney re hii jum up victuals, lou,
I can tell you," replied Wllklns.
As the summer drew to a close Mm.
Wheeltree suggested one afternoon at the
club that thty hold one meeting every
four weeks In the evening, Instead of the
afternoon, and have the men folks come.
"For our hushunds need something be
sides work ull the time, as well as we do,"
said she. "And they could talk about the
best way to do things about the farm,
and we could have speaking and music,
and each ono of us could bring some
I thing to eat. Some could bring cake and
' some bread and butter, and some one
thing and some another, and altogether
It would make a fine supper. And I know
our men folks would enjoy It, and if we
! hold the night meetings when the moon
is 'filling" we will have moonlight to go
home by, and the men can call it their
Moonlight club If they want to."
Each "Cherry Blossom" agreed to In
terview her husband on the subject, and
at the next meeting there waa an unani
mous report In favor of the project. The
club went to work to get up a line pro
gram, for the men were not expected to
do anything the first evening but look on
and eat, and, as Mrs. Wllklns expressed 11,
they wanted to show their men folks what
a good time was.
Dick Wheeltree and Millie Johnson were
pressed Into service to furnish the music
for Dick was a violinist and Millie played
chords on the organ, and night after night
Dick spent over at Johnson's practicing
for the coming event.
"I'll call for Millie, Mr. Johnson," said
Dick the night before, "so you folks won't
have to ride three in a seat, for father will
go with mother, and that leaves ine to
ride alone."
"All right, Dick," replied Mr. Johnson,
'If It won't be too much trouble. You're
mighty kind, for I do hate to ride crowded."
Never was there a more successful en
tertainment. At first the men were a
little shy, but they soon loosened up and
began to Joke each other. Dick and Millie
were culled on for piece after piece, and
their parents sat beaming with pride and
fcatlsfactlon. The supper was royal, and
how the men enjoyed it! Mr. Hillings,
who was called on to make a speech after
supper by virtue of his office, he being road
superlvlser, arose and said:
"Ladlea, you nave shown us a good time.
If this is the fruit of the cherry blossoms,
may we raise nothing else in our orchards.
And I think I voice the sentiments of every
man present when I say we shall be glad
to meet with the Cherry! Blossoms and
bold a Joint session every four weeks for
the rest of our natural lives. You women
hav been doteg a food work this summer,
ftoaUaUaBtfaV'
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Mr. Billings sat Down amidst a storm of
applause. A short business session was
held and It was decided a leader should be
appointed for each evening meeting and
the subject of discussion chosen for the
following session, so all would have time
to look the subject up and be prepared to
discuss it
Mr. Thompson was chosen leader for the
next meeting, amfl "Tho Care of Hogs," the
topic for discussion. The women were to
furnish music, a short reading, a recitation
and refreshments. As time went on each
gathering seemed pleesanter than the pre
vious on, and It took very bad weather
Indeed to keep any of the members at
home.
As the holidays approached Mrs. Johnson
was seised with an idea. Why couldn't
the club hold, the evening session on Chrlnt
was eve and have a Christmas tree? And
each member make some little token for
the others and something for her husband.
and not let the men know anything about
it The whole club entered Into the spirit
of the idea, for few. If any, of those wives
had ever received a present since their
youthful days. It was decided to hold the
meeting at Thompson's, as they had the
largest house. Dick Wheeltree was taken
Into the secret, for they wanted him to get
tho evergreen tree, but he was sworn to
eternal secrecy.
For day there were some very, very
busy women. Mrs. Billings made fourteen
pretty "handy holders" out of things she
found In her rag bag. , Mrs. Hubbard
crocheted each member a table mat out of
wrapping twine. Mrs. Collins took an old
bed tick she had washed up and laid away
and made fourteen clothespin bags and
bound them in turkey red calico. In like
manner every ono made some Inexpensive
little remembrance for the others. The
gentlemen received mufflers, caps, mittens
and neckties from their wives and other
little tokens. Mrs. Selgle had knit two
pairs of long woolen stockings for Chris.
It wss an evening to be remembered for
a life time It did not seem possible that
so much enjoyment could be crowded into
one short space of time.
Dick Wheeltree had been the tutelary
deity of the Christmas tree. It occupied
ono corner of the large spare room and
was .curtained off by two sheets; he had
helped every woman hang her presents on
It, and when It came time to spring the
surprise he had lighted the candle and
pulled the curtains aside. He was chosen
to pick the tree and Millie to distributing
the presents. Everybody was remembered,
everybody was surprised, and everybody
was delighted, and Dick's witty comments
kept the company in a roar of laughter.
The supper was extra good and a l talked
at once and as fast as possible. There
was no ceremony in this company. It
was like ono big. huppy family gathering.
"Millie," said Dick. eatlnrf himself be
side her on thp stairstep, where ehe sat (
watching tho mtrry scene, "here's a Chi 1st- '
mas present for you that I didn't call oil
before the crowd."
"Where?" cried the girl quickly, looking
up.
"Here," said he, showing his routsleeve,
to which was pinned a slip of paper with
the words. "For Millie."
"What do you mean, Dick? Where's the
present?"
"Why, right here, can't you see? I'm It;'
you mustn't refuse a C'hrlHiinus present,
you know; It Isn't polite; und while I may
not be as handsome as a clothespin bag,
with led strings to It, I'd like to tie to you,
llttlo girl, for life."
"O! Dick!" gasped Millie, as her eyes
dropped. .
"All right, I'll see you later, dear," he
whli'pered as he rose In response to a call
for a violin tune to close the evening's
pleasure.
"I tell you, wife," said Mr. Johnson on
the way home, "1 never had a better tlmo
in my life; the supper was Just splendid.
I enjoyed every minute of the evening, and
what do you think, Wilkin's brother, who
Is here visiting, offered me 1 100 an acre for
the place tonight"
"Why, Tom Johnson," exclaimed his
wife, "what did you say?"
"I told him I wam't giving things away;
that I wouldn't sell for love or money;
that thla waa the beat place this a.de of
heaven for me, and I intended to way
right here."
"There was a time you didn't Ilk thla
neighborhood," ventured his wife, "and
you wanted to v ll out."
"Yea, I know, but I wasn't avjualnted
with people then like I am now. I teil you
that club haa been a mlxhty fine thing fur
this neighborhood, and I'm heartily glad
wa atarted It."
"Yea, ao am I," said Mr. Johns oe
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