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WELCOME the new rulers of the kingdom, Busy Bees!
The new king Is Joseph McCleneghan, who was chosen
from the Red Side, and the new queen Is Izetta Smith of the
Blue Side. You will nil remember Izetta. She has won many
prizes in oratorical and musical contests In the Woman's Chris
tian Temperance union medal contests. Izetta has a particularly beautiful
voice, which Is being trained, and let us hope we may all be able to hear her
sing some day when she grows up to be a celebrated prima donna.
The new rulers will preside over the Busy Bee kingdom until May 1,
when another King and Queen will be chosen.
Jean Whitney, who lives In Omaha, sent the Busy Bee editor a very
clever puzzle which she had solved, but we are not able to reproduce it on
account of the drawing. If any other Busy Bees have Interesting puzzles,
send them In and see how many will be able to solve them.
The editor also received a Christmas card addressed to Julia Olson from
Merle O. Milllgan of Charlton, la. Since we have not Julla'a address we
were unable to forward It.
Frank Rlbbel, Jr., of the Blue Side wins the prize book this week. Hon
orable mention was won by Katherine Jensen and Ella Thode, both of the
Blue Side.
Little Stories
(Frixe Ptory.)
The. Pet Canary.
By Frxnk Ri'bcl. 1114 South Thirty
Second Street. Omaha. Blue Side.
I was very fond of my pet canary. Ma
flame was Bob.
Bob lived In a gilded cage and I had
to take care of him. Every morning I had
to clean out the cage, ai mother had
taught me, wash the perches and place
lresh water and needs In the dishes. In re
turn Bob sons us the sweetest songs. Bob
had a way of waking us up In the morn
ing. At tiiat time he seemed to sing his
loudest, but one morning we all overslept.
Bob failed to wake us up with his song. I
knew right away that there must be,
something wrong. I hurried downstairs
nnd looked Into the cage. Bob lay on the
floor of the cage, dead. The bird doctor
fata Bob had died of old age. I was very
glad he hadn't died through any neglect
of mine.
We all felt badly.
I burled Bob In the yard at the foot of
a tall post and with my tools made a neat
tombstone. I painted It white and wrote
his name on it. .
The rain soon washed It all off. I never
wanted to forget Bob so one day I saw
picture of a wren house on the Busy
Bee page. I went down to the office and
bought one, I brought It home and fast
ened It seeurly on top of the post. I put
It there In memory of Bob.
The wrena soon came and built their
nest, and all summer their happy song
made me think of Bob. Now I love all my
little feathered brothers.
(HonorabU Mention.)
Little Farmeri.
Bv Katherine Jensen. Aged 11 Tears,
Valley. Neb. Blue Side.
It has been a long time since I hare
written. I received a box of writing paper
for Christamae so I think I can use some
of It I am going to tell you about the
things we did one fall.
tve found some chains and fixed them
together with little pieces. Then Marie
and I played we were horses for Henry
and Lawrence. The boys got a rope and
tied It to us. Then fixed the chains to the
trees. We horses pulled while the men
chopped the trees. The trees were
not very big. This day In the forenoon we
pulled over eight trees. The last one was
a big one. The men went home and said
they had to go to town for some tools.
They hitched us up. We horses went up
the toad and pulled the buggy for tho
men and played we got the tools. We
went home then and went In the house to
see If dinner was ready. It was not quite,
to the men asked us to pull one more be
fore dinner, but we did not. They said we
might have to husk popcorn this week.
My story is getting long so I will close.
This Is a true story. Busy Bees.
Stories of Nebraska History
(By special permission of the author.
The Bee will publish chapters from the
History of Nebraska, by A. 1 Sheldon,
from week to week.)
Two Sioux Chiefs Third In
stallment (Continued from Last Sunday.)
In 1873 the Sioux Indians moved from
the valley of the North riatte to the
beautiful White River valley In north
western Nebraska. Here two agencies
were established, one called Red Cloud
Agency, near the present site of Fort
Robinson, the other called Spotted Tall
Agency, about forty miles northeast, near
ths Junction of Beaver creek with the
White river. For the next five years the
valley about these two frontier posts
was the scene of more exciting events
than was any other part of Nebraska.
Gold was found in the Black Hills in
1S75. By the treaty of lft the Black Hills
belonged to the Sioux and white men
.were 10 d Kept oui. wnue men wouia
not be kept out after gold had been dis
covered. Many of the Sioux under Sit
ting BuU and Crasy Horse went on the
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warpath again. The Sioux under Red
Cloud and Spotted Tall were fed by the
I'nlted States. The two old chiefs re
mained at peace, but hundreds of their
young men took rations from the United
States and then slipped away under cover
of night to Join the hostile Sioux in the
north. In 18". congress voted not to
feed the Sioux according to the Fort
Laramie treaty of 1S08 unless they re
mained north of the Niobrara river. In
May of that year. Red Cloud and Spotted
Tail went to Washington again and made
an agreement for t-V).") a year to give
up their hunting privilege south of the
Niobrara. Only half of this sunt was
paid. Red Cloud was urged many times
by the warriors who had fought under
hlra ten years before to lead thcra again
against the whites. He steadily refused.
He had been in the east and seen the
cities full of white people. He had sent
h's young men over all the hunting
grounds and he knew that there were not
enough buffalo to feed his people through
toother campaign.
June 2. 1976. was the date of the great
ret victory over the whites In the history
cf the Mux nation. General Custer, the
I oldest Indian fighter In the country,
v.i.h yo men. was cut off at the battle
of the Little Hi Horn in Montana. The
news was l-rought Into the Ked Cloud and
Spotted Tail agencies by Indian runners.
There was Intense excitement among the
oglalas nnd Bru!e ard It was fearel
that all would Join the hostile 8loiV
by Little Folk
(Honorable Mention.)
Our Sunday School.
By Ella Thode. Ared 11 Years. Hamil
ton Street, Omaha. Blue Side.
The name of our Sunday school Is the
English Lutheran. I have gone there since
I was 3 years old and am 11 years old
now. I have a Bible with pretty pictures
In which I got for a whole year's at
tendance. We are going to have a Christ
mas entertainment next Sundny. t am In
it. When we march down the aisle I am
to be the first and I am going to hold a
big silver star. I am also going to speak
a piece about faith. On Saturday we have
Sunday school Instead of Sunday.
The Christmas tree at our Sunday
school Is about fifteen feet high. After
the entertainment we each get a box of
candy, an apple and sometimes presents
from our teachers. We are going to have
a Christmas tree at our home and I hope
you all do, too. I hope the old fellow In
a red suit trimmed In fur visits your
houses and leaves plenty of toys. This la
my first story and I hope I win a prize. I
wish you all a merry Christmas and a
happy New Tear.
A Joyous Christmas.
By Kaye Rasalyn Hulhcrt, Aged 11 Years,
Oakland. Neb. Blue Hide.
Mary and John were two orphan chll
dren. Mary was 10 and John was 14
years old. Their parents had died re
cently and the children were sent to an
orphan asylum. They missed their
parents and often they cried, for they
were very cruelly treated.
It was near Christmas and they were
In the house for It was snowing that
night. Mary told John she was going to
ask the Saviour if He wouldn't send her
a mother on Christmas day. The next
morning was the day of Christmas, and
the children were all running around and
playing. About the middle of the after
noon a woman called and said that a
friend of hers was coming over the next
day to look for a daughter for she
wanted to adopt one and that she wanted
to see all the girls from S years to 16
years of age. Mrs. Brown, the manager,
said the girls were all happy but Mary,
for she was not very pretty, and she said
she didn't suppose the woman would
want her.
The next day came bright and clear.
AH were looking their best Mrs. White
called at 10 o'clock and said she was
ready to see the children. They all were
there smiling, but Mary was crying. Mrs.
White asked her why she was crying,
and Mary said her parents had died not
very long ago and that she was so lonely
and that she was wishing that some nice
woman would take her, but she was so
homely she didn't suppose anyone would
want her. Mrs. White took pity on her
and said she would take her, but Mary
said she couldn't come, for she could not
Commlsssloners came from Washington.
A great council was held In the White
River valley In August and September.
A new treaty was made Septemoer 23,
1878. signed by Red Cloud and Spotted
Tail and the other chiefs. The Black
Hills were sold to the white people and
the United States agreed to issue the In
dians more beef, more flour and coffee.
sugar and beans, until they were able to
support themselves. The Sioux agreed
to give up all their claims tb Nebraska
and to remove to South Dakota, where
new agencies would be established. In
spite of the signing of this new treaty by
Red Cloud, General Crook ordered the
camp of Red Cloud on Chadron creek to
be taken by surprise on October 24. All
the ponies of Red Cloud's band were
taken and driven away where the own
ers never saw them again. This was the
hardest blow Red Cloud received In his
long career. It was an act of war in
violation of agreements by the govern
ment. IU object was to keep Red Cloud's
warriors from helping the hostile Indians.
The Sioux soon had reason to see Red
Cloud's wisdom in refusing to go again
on the warpath. General vrook gave the
hostile Stoux no time to hunt, eat or
sleep. In March, 1877, Spotted Tall went
on a mission to the camp of the hostile
Sioux and over 1300 of them came In and
surrendered at Red Cloud and Spotted
Tall agenciea. In Mtiy of the same year
Crasy Horse, with his band of 889 ragged
and starving followers. Joined them.
Crasy Horse was killed on September
5 by a bayonet thrust while restating an
attempt to put him Into prison. Red
Cloud and Spotted Tall made their third
trip to Washington In the same month
to arrange for the future welfare of their
people.
On October 27, 1877, the Sioux bade a
final farewell to Nebraska as their home.
A great caravan of over 5,000 Indiana,
with 5,000 cattle and two companies of
cavalry started, on Its march down the
White river valley for Its winter camp
on the Missouri river in South Dakota.
While on the march t.OOO of the hostile
Sioux who had surrendered, carrying tre
corpse of Crasy Horse in a buffalo robe,
broke into the line and tried in vain to
stsmpede the Oglatas and Brules.
The new Brule agency established In
lf7S was named Rosebud, and that for tii
Oglalas established in 187 was named
Tine Ridge. It was significant that they
were not named for the chiefs, as the
old agencies bad been. A new era began
which was one of struggle between the)
Indian agents snd the old chiefs. It was
'he agents' aim to break down the power
and authority of the thief and to deal
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leave John, her brother. Mrs. White was
delighted, for she said ,they lived on a
farm and her husband was just wishing
that he had a boy to help him on the
farm. Mary ran and got John and they
went with Mrs. White home and had a
Merry Christmas dinner and after sup
per had a tree. Mary and John were
happy forever and Mrs. White was never
sorry she took them.
Gifts of Geaie.
By Isadora Welner, 1636 North Blxteenth
Street, Omaha. Red Side.
Once there lived two children named
Edith and Ruth. One day they were
playing in the cornfield. Edith found a
bottle and said. "Let us play with this
bottle." So Ruth took the bottle and
opened It. A great cloud of smoke rolled
out of it and a Genus apuoarod in the
midst of the smoke.
The children were frightened and ran
By A. E. Sheldon
directly with each Indian. This struggle
lasted for twenty-five years. Spotted Tall
saw Its end sooner than did his great
fellow chief, for on August 6, 1181. he
was killed by Crow Dog, an Indian of bis
own tribe. The agent at Rosebud, who
had Just been engaged in a contest with
Spotted Tall, wrote of him these words:
"Spotted Tali was a true friend of the
whites. His influence was always on
the side of law and order, and to him is
greatly due the peace which now exists."
Red Cloud survived his old comrade
for many years. He was never reconciled
to the new system which broko down the
authority of the chief. He opposed many
of the new ways and the little frame
house a mile from the Pine Ridge agency
buildings, was the scene of many earnest
councils during the years which followed.
He lived to see his people throw off
the blanket and adopt the white men's
clothes. He lived to see the Sioux sun
dance abolished In IBM. He lived to see
the Oglalas and Brules settled In log
and frame houses, each family on its
own land, fie lived to see sll the Sioux
children going to school, speaking both
the English and Sioux languages. He
lived to take part in 18t4 in another great
eouncil with the United States and to
sign a new agreement, .which gave cattle,
tools and seed to all Indians who would
farm. He lived long enough to receive,
In 18S9. 128,000 for the ponies taken from
his band in 1878 by General Crook. He
lived to see the ghost dancing of 1490
and to hear the echoes of the last Sioux
battle at Wounded Knee In December
of that year. He lived to see an order
sent out In January, 1803. stopping the
rations of all ablebodled Sioux men and
requiring them to go to work on the
roads and irrigation ditches at fl.ts for
an eight-hour day. He lived to see this
order enforced in spite of the orators
who pointed to the Fort Laramie treaty
of 1868. Ha lived to see the great Sioux
reservation surveyed and separate farms
ef 820 acres each chosen by heads of In
dian families, with 10 acres for each
child over 18 and 80 acres for each child
under IS. He lived long enough to have
his eyesight fade away, leaving him in
total darkness. He lived long enough to
know that nearly all ef the friends of his
youth and early manhood were gone be.
fore, to know that the old ways were
changed. He reached the end of his long
earthly sojourn Ieceniber 10, 1909. the last
of the long line of famous Indian chiefs
who. In eouncil and on the warpath, had
struggled bravely against the Inevitable
advance of the white man up"n thli con
tinent. (The End )
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Angels and fairies) were numerous Fri
day afternoon In the little play, "The
Oreatest Olft." prenented by the daugh
ters of members of the Smith College
club at the Young Women's Christian as
sociation rooms. Smith College club Is
composed of women who are alumnae of
Smith College. The little girls who took
part In thla play were girls who are be
ing groomed by their mothers to enter
Smith college when they grow up.
away, but the Genii spoke to them
kindly and said, "Because you have saved
my life. I will give you each what you
aak for.
So Ruth aald. "Please turn all the ears
of corn gold," and the Genus spoke and
the corn became gold.
Then he turned to Edith and said,
"What will you have?'' And she said,
"Please make all the people well and
happy in this village." The Genus went
away and the little girls ran home, where
they found their sick mother well. They
gave their father the gold, with which
he paid the mortgage and they lived
happy ever after.
Christmas Customs.
By Neva Nelson, Aged 12. Stromsburg,
Neb. Red Side.
The children in America hang up their
stockings by the chimney on Christmas
eve for Santa Claus to fill. Santa Claus
comes in a sled and drives reindeer. He
comes from the north pole.
We celebrate Chrlstmaa because Christ
was born on that day. The first Christ
mas carol was sung when Christ was
born. It was sung by the angels. In
some countries they still have the same
custom of singing carols. Some young
women and men start on the fifth of
December to sing some Christmas carols.
They go from house to house and sing
them.
The children in Holland put their shoes
by the fireplace for Saint Nicholas to
fill. The people In Holland put a star
light on the end of a stick and carry
It through town. There are a few men
that carry it. While they carry the
stick they beg for the poor people. After
they have done this the mayor of the
town Invites them to dinner.
In Norway and Sweden they take a
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The playlet was written by Katherine
Lord of New Tork, who was visiting in
Omaha during the fall. Ida Smith was
queen of the fairies. The top and middle
rows In the accompanying ploture con
stitute the failles. They are from left to
right, top row: Katherine Ooed, Char
lotte McDonald, Margaret Scott (with
head down). Gladys McGlffln, Eleanor
Koiintze, 13mm Nash, Jean frenser,
and Martha Dox, with the second row,
stick and put some oats, rye 'and barley
on top of It. That la. the way the birds
celebrate Christmas. The children do
not get ss many presents as ws do.
Exchanges Letters.
By Leona Walter, Aged 10 Tears, Wahoo,
Neb. Blue Side.
Dear Busy Bees: I will answer all let
ters that I receive. I received a letter
from Vera B. Kluck and have answered
her letter with much kindness.. I wish
you Busy Bees all a happy New Tear,
and I hope that Santa Claus did not for
get to give you all something for Christ
mas for he sure didn't miss me, for I got
plenty. To do what I did for the poor
made me feel much happier.
Happy New Year, Busy Bees.
New Busy Bee.
By Harry A b rams. Aged t Years, 109
North Twenty-Fourth Street,
Omaha. Red Side.
I want to Join the Busy Bees club. My
teacher's name la Miss Olnsmors. I am
In the third B at school I am t years old
and live at ISM North Twenty-fourth
street.
A Little Boy's Bream.
By Oenene Noble, Aged 10 Tears, 3503
Hawthorns Avenue. Red Sule.
On Christmas eve there was a little
boy who wished he could see Santa Claus.
Ills father and mother said, "It is time
you had better get to bed. Santa does
not visit little boys and girls when they
are awake." The little boy obeyed, and
got his stocking ready for Santa Claus
to fill. Then he slipped Inside his little
bed and fell fast asleep.
He dreamed that he was at the North
pole and In Santa's sleigh ready to go
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Alumnae Present Little Play
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left to right: Jean Evarts, Ida Smith and
Katherine Elgutter. The lower row la
that of the "angels" of tho play and
reads left to right: Jane Miller, Myra
Patrick, May Cook. Helen Brlnkman,
Ethel Btinkmnn, Ksther Krcld and Kath
erine Cook.
The plot revealed a poor family with
many children but with no prospect of a
visit from Santa Claus. on account of
poverty, and that fact that the widowed
with him to visit many little bouse and
many big ones. Just as they were ready
to start Mrs. Santa Claus called, "Is that
child warm enough T" "I don't know, but
I think he needs another robe," Just then
I felt a nice big robe being tucked around
me. "Off we go," sald'Banta. And sure
enough we were gone before I could turn
my head.
Pretty soon I heard a Jolly voice saying,
"Take hold of my arm. Take hold of my
arm." I did so and In Just a minute
I was going down a chimney. "Oh, myt
How will we both get up this chimney
again? We can both get down, but not
up," said Santa.
"Oh, well. I will stay here. It la so
nice a hearth with such a nice rug. Why,
of all things, this is my own home."
Just then there wss a voice saying,
"Wake up." It was his father. lie hail
been dreaming, but his stocking was
filled.
Santa doesn't like It when you say you
don't believe In him, for he is the spirit
of Christmas.
A Christmas Joke.
(By Edith Wolter. Aged 11 Years, Ohlewa,
reD. nea eiaa.
Grandma Newland lived In a little vil
lage, and every Christmas she would In
vite her three sons to her home t spend
the Christmas vacation.
One of the sons, whose name was John,
lived a long way off and he always came
sooner than the other sons, for the other
two lived closer and visited her often.
This son had one daughter, whose name
wss Nors. Nora was very mischievous,
like her father, she was always playing
jokes on soms ons.
This time they came three days before
Christmas, Just when grandma was pre
paring for the Christmas dinner.
The day after they arrived, Nora was
watching grandma bake the pumpkin pies
for the dinner.
Grandma kept all her apices on the
pantry shelf and there was a place for
each of them and she never changed
that place. She did this so shs would
know what one she had without looking
closely.
When grandma went down cellar to get
some eggs, Nora quickly exchanged the
mustard and ginger.
When grandma camo back with the
eggs, she fixed the rest of the filling and
when she was ready to put the ginger
In, Nora could hardly keep from laugh
ing. Grandma being in a hurry and
couldn't ace very well, put mustard in
the pli'S Instead of ginger.
Christmas came and all were seated
around the table.
After they had eaten the goose, dress
ing, gravy and other good things to eat.
Grandma paased the pie around. Nora
wondered what they would say when
they tasted It.
Kite did not taste her's, but let the
rest taste their pie first.
John Vus the first to tests his, "Why,
mother." said he, "What Is the matter
with your pie? ' All the others wondered,
too. Grandma quickly tasted her's and
aald, "I must have put mustard In It
instead of ginger, but I don't see how
1 could have dona it."
That r.ifcht after the other sons had
gone home, Nora went to bed wondering
how she should explain It to her
grandma. The next morning she went
down' stairs as bright as usual. Bite did
not say anything about It to her grandma
until her mother was packing the clothes
to go home. She told her the whole
story. When she bad finished, her
grandma only laughed and thought it a
good Joke.
A Kind Store Keeper.
By Rogene Anderson. Aged 7 Years, J0O3
liOcUKt Street. Omaha. Red lde.
Once a woman had a little girl who was
very poor. The little girl once went to
the store, but did not know what a tur
key tasted like. She did want to buy a
turkey, but she had no money. In' the
window of the store she saw turkeys for
sale. As she went inside the store the
storekeeper said, "What do you want
little girl 7" Th tesrs came to her eyes
as she answered. "I wanted a turkey for
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mother could get no work. But at the
last moment, through the Ingenuity eC
some of the fairies, the angels, and
friends. Santa Claus was supplied with
an abundance of nice things for this
family, such as clothespins dressed for
dolls, a matchbox on wheels for a toy
wagon, and other Ingenloua devices.
Christmas carols and tableaus were
agreeably Interspersed throughout the
play, and the general effect was beautiful
and touching.
our Christmas dinner, hut mamma spent
her money for bread, so we can't have
any this Christmas." Then the store
keeper felt sorry tor the little girt. So he
said, "Little girl, take this turkey, and
tell your mother that said for her te
roast this turkey," so she thanked the
storekeeper and ran home and told her
mamma of the storekeeper's kindness. So
her mamma roasted the turkey and they
ate the turkey and ware happy.
A Poor Child's Christmas.
By Frances McDonald. Aged U Tears,
Tllden. Neb. Blue Side.
We now notioe a little ragged, forlorn
child pacing the streets of Boston. Her
bare feet are so red. that It looks as
though all the blood had gone there.
Poor child, she knows "but Uttle that
It Is Christmas eve until passing a church
she hears ainrtnv arnt it ulmIi it har
like angels and shivering; with oold she
climbs up the long flight ef oold atone
sups, which do net feel oold to her
because she Is so cold already. On reach
ing the top ef the stairs she looks In
and sees children with beaming faces, all
receiving presents and around the Christ
mas tree, dressed as angels stood a
throng of girls singing the beautiful
hymn. 'IFlleat Night, Holy Night," and
she new remembers of the story her
grandmother, who had died five) years
previous, bad told hsr of "The Wise Men'
and 'The Birth of the Christ Child."
Going home that night she eaks hsr
mother if she thinks St Nicholas as she
had learned to call him), will remember
her. but her mother shook he bead sadly.
That night when alt was still, the father
stepping softly put a a stick ot candy
In ths child's shoo.
Ths next morning there was never seen,
such a happy day as it was for her.
Should we not be satisfied with what
we get and be glad to get what we do
and not wish for more?
The rule I hear so much and X believe
It is true, Is:
"Ths more we get, the more we want"
Likes to Bead Page.
By Lydla Kieael. Aged 13 Tears. Ehslby,
la. Blue Side.
I thought I would write once and aee
If I coutd win a prise book. I have four
sisters and four brothers. I am the old
est The baby Is I months old. I am la
the fifth grade now. I take six lessons
at school. I am in the big geography
and language class. We live on a farm.
I like to read the children's page and
am glad when Sunday cornea. I thought
I would Join the Blue Sid a I am 13 yean
old. May XI Is my birthday. I am glad
when Christmas cornea. It comes hi about
twenty more days.
The Frontiersman's Cabin.
By Robert Reynolds, Aged II Tears. SM
North Thirty-first Avenue. Omaha.
Blue 61de.
It stood there as a single tree on
desert It seemed to have two gtar ag eye
and a huge yawning mouth "k'ng a
very grotesque figure outlined by the
clear blue sky.
But what la that object slowly winding
Its way around a low mound T Now It
stops only to start again at T"idden1ng
speed.
As we draw closer we see It la only sj
frontiersman and his cabin on the bo una
lees plains of Kansas.
Blue Farorlte Color.
By Martha Johnson. Stromsburg. Nab..
Route 4, iiox At. Blue aide.
I would like to Join the Busy Bee anal
would like to Join the Blue Side, as It la
my favorite color. I read the-Busy Bee'a
pegs every week, and like it very well.
I will write a story next time. I hope
to see my letter In print
Wants a Doll.
By Manderlne Jones. Aged Tears.
29U Grant Street Omaha, Red Side.
I am a little girt. S year eld. X have j
little sister and brother. When eanta
Claus comes tell bins net te forget us. J
want a doU. twenty-three) tnchea high.
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