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DAKOTA COUNTY HERALD, DAKOTA CITY, NEBRASKA. ff?5E2 he Ranch at the Wolverine A Story of Love and Adventure on (Copyright, UtUc, Brown A Co.) CHARLIE FOX ARRIVES AT THE COVE AND HELPS MARTHY HUN THE PLACE-HE SOON DISCOVERS EVI DENCE OF CATTLE THEFT. Synopcl&i Marthy and Jase Mellke, pioneers, lmve for twenty yntni nmdo n bare living out of their rnnch at tho Cove on Wolverine vrutiik In tho rnouiUnln range country of Iiluho. Tlielr neighbors, 'the MacTJonnlds, living several miles nwny, have n daughter, Billy Louise, now about nineteen yenrs old, whom Martiiy has secretly helped to cdiiciitt). At the time the story opens Hilly Louise Is spending tin; afternoon with Mnrthy. A snowstorm comes up, and on her way home the girl meets an Interesting stranger, who Is Invited to stay over night at the MacDonnld raneh. Ward Wnrren and Hilly Louise be come firm friends. Jiso dies and Murtliy buries his body without aid. CHAPTER III Continued. 3 "You saw mommle, of courfie. You came from home?" "No, I did not. I got aB far as tho creek and Raw Illue's tracks coming down, so I just sort of trailed nlong, volng Jt was mommlo's daughter I felt jnont lllto talking to." "Mommle's daughter" laughed a lit tle unci Instinctively made a change in tho. subject "I'vo got to go in and wash the dishes," she caid, stepping back from him. "Of course nothlug was done in the cabin, and I'vo bceri doing a little liounccleaning. .1 guess tho dishwater is hot by this time if it hasn't all fcollnl nwujh" Ward, as n matter of course, tied his horse to the fenco and went into tho ab!n with her. lie also asked her to alako him to a dish towel, which sho lld after n good deal of rummaging. Ho stood with his hat on the back of Ids head, n cigarette between his llpb, and wiped tho dishes with much ap parent enjoyment, no objected strong ly to Billy Louise's assertion Uiat sho meant to tjrub tho floor, but when he found her quite obdurate ho. changed his mqthod without In tho least degree yielding his point, though for diplomat ic reasons ho appeared to yield. Do carried water from tho creek and Mlcd tho teakettle, tho big Iron pot and .both palls. Then, when Billy Louise had turned her bac upon him whllo abo looked In a dark corner for tho mop, ha suddenly seized her under tho anna afid lifted her upon tho tabic, and before she had Unbilled her astonished Raspings ho caught up a pail of water And slashed it u-on tho floor under her, Then ho grinned in his triumph. Billy Louise gavo asqucal of conster nation and then sat absolutely still, muring round eyed through (tho door way. Ward stepped back even his compoouro wan slightly Jarred and twisted his lipn amusedly. "Hello," ho said after a few blank ttcconda, "Yon missed somo of It, didn't you?" Ills tono was mildly commlsor- ntlng. "Will you como In?" f "N-o-o, thank you, I don't believe I , wllL" The sjwakcr looked in, however, aw Pilly Louise perched upon tho ta ble and took oft his hat IIo was well plastered with dirty water that ran down and left streaks of mud behind. "I must haYo got off tho road," ho said. "I'm looking for Jason Mellko's ranch." BJlIy Loulso tucked her feet farther mndor her skirls and continued to stare dumbly. Ward, glancing at her from the corner of his eyes, stopped consld- 'jmsiiwssBS vi 'V""" j F Caught Up a Pall of Water and Sloshed It on tho Floor. ately between her and tho stranger that Jiis broad shoulders quite hid ;r from tho man's curious stare. 'You've struck tho right place," ho id calmly. "This is it." no picked another pall of water and sloshed it on tho wet floor to rlnsoolt tho mud. 'Is ah Mrs. Mcilko in?" Ono could t accuse the young man of crautng, (t ho certainly did try to get another jmpso of the persou on tho tublo and Jed because of Ward. I'Shc's down in tho meadow," Billy nilso murmured. iffjbo'fl down in tho meadow," Ward Invested to tho bespattered young man. li'vf litcf ilrrtt nut 4 li a. a III I tin ntlfl iijv u. fcv uunu A"t wu atuutv tiu m fltoJBKaiiiiri.Thfl.! flsBiCWaHMi IMW 1 Sje ' r ' i ,...... r r By B. M. BOWER follow on down" hp wnved a hand vaguely before ho took up tho broom again. "You'll And her, all right," ho added .encouragingly. "Ob, Ward I That must be Martby's ncplvew. What will ho think T "Does it matter such a deuce of a lot what ho thinks?" Ward went on with his interrupted scrubbing. "I'm awfully glad ho 'jnme, anyway," Bald Billy Louise. "I Won't have to stay all night now. I was going to." "Jn that case the young man Is wel come ns a gold mine. Here they como ho and Mrs. Martha. You'll have to Introduce mo; I have never met tho lady." Ward hastily returned tho mop to its corner, rolled down his sleeves and picked up his gloves. Then ho stepped outside and waited beside Billy Louise, looking not in tho least like n man who has Just wiped u lo of dishes and scrubbed a floor. Tho nephew, striding along behind Marthy and showing head nnd (.boul ders above her, seemed not to resent any little mischance, such ns muddy water flirted upon him from a broom. Ho grinned rcmlnlscrntly ns ho came up, shook hands with tho two of than and did not let his glance dwell too long or too often upon Billy Louise nor too briefly upon Ward. When Ward went to tho stablo after Bluo half an hour lator Clmrllo Fox wont with him. Ills manner when they were nlono was different, not bo exub erantly cheerful moro frank and prac tical. "Doncst, it floo.ed mo completely to sec what that poor old woman has been up against down here," ho told Warren, stuffing tobacco into a silver rimmed briar plpo whllo Ward saddled Blue. "I don't know a dcu'eo of a lot about this rnuch game, but If thut old lady can put it across I guess I can wabblo along somehow. Too bad tho old man cashed in Just now, but Aunt Martha ns irood as told mo hn wnsn'i. muoii force, so maybe I can ploy a lono hand nere as easy as I could have done with him." Afterward, wlirn Wnrtl Mi,.,ri,f tt- , .. ,.. wait..,.. I. ovor, ho remembered gratefully that Charlie Fox had refrained from at tempting any discussion of Billy Loulso or from asking any questions even re motely personal. IIo knew enough ubout men to appreciate the tactful silences of tho stranger, and when Billy Loulso on tho way home predicted that tho nephew wnsjjoing to bo n success Ward did not feel like qualifying the verdict. CHAPTER IV. The Myatery of tho Mincing. WHEN Charllo "ox rodo dowu to , the Wolverine a month or so biter, tied his horso under tho shed and came up to tho cabin aa though ho know of no better place hi all the world ; when ho greeted "mom mlo" as though sho were something precious in his sight uud talked with her about the things sho wub most in terested in and actually made her feel as If ho wero Immensely Interested al so, Billy Louise simply could not help admiring him nnd liking him for his frank good nature and hla kindness. Sho had never before met n man just like Charllo Fox, though she had known many who were what Ward onco called "parlor broke." It was not until Charllo wuuJjMng that he gave Billy Loulso u hlfTthat his errand wns not yot accomplished. Hho walked down with him to where his horso was tied uud so gavo him n bloom against tho dull brown of tho chiinco to Bpeak what was in his mind. "You know, I hate to mention llttlo worries before your mother," ho said. "Those pathetic oyes of hers make mo ashamed to bother her with a thing. But I am worried, Miss Louise. I camo over to ask you if you've seen unythlng of four calves of ours. I kuow yon rldo a good doal through tho hills. They disappeared n week ago, and I can't find nny trnco of them. I'vo been looking all through tho hills, but I can't locate them." Billy Loulso had not seen them, ei ther, and sho begged for particulars. "I don't sco how thoy could get uway from your cove," Bbo said, "unless your bars wero down." "Tho bare wero all right. It was last Friday, I think. I'm not sure. Thoy wero in tho llttlo meadow above tho house, you seo. I was away that night, and Aunt Martha is a llttlo hard of hearing. Sho wouldn't hear anything unless thoro wero considerable noise. I canto homo tho noxt forenoon I was over to Sonback's-and tho bars wero hi place then. Aunt Martha bad not nnuwuunjfBwmtirnvhwi,iHimiiMB!,mg bixnmmtm Idaho's Plains iimanErnnvig-cii been up tho gorge nor had nny one come to the ranch whllo I was gone. So you seo, Miss Louise, here's n very pretty mystery." "You thmk they were driven off, don't you?" Billy Louise nsked a ques tion with the words nnd mnde a state ment of It with her tone, which wns n trick of hers. Charllo Fox shook his head, but his eyes did not complcto the denial. "Miss Louise, I'd work, every other theory to ilentli before I'd admit that possibility. I don't know all of my neighbors so very well, but I should hesitate n long, long time " "It needn't have been a neighbor. There arc lots of strango men passing through the country. Did you look for tracks?" "1 did not. I didn't want to admit that possibility. I decline to admit it now." .Tho chin of Charlie Fox squar ed perceptibly, so that 131111c Louise caught a faint rcsemblanco to Mnrthy in his face. "I Baw a man accused of n theft oucc," he said. "The evldcnco was or seemed absolutely unassaila ble. And afterward ho was exonerat ed completely. It, was just a horrible mistake. But ho left school under a cloud. His life was ruined by the blunder. I'd have to know absolutely before I'd accuse any ono of stealing thoso calves, Miss Louise. I'd have to see them in a man's corral, with his brand on them I believe that's the way it's done put heroand even then" "Whero have you looked?" There wero reasons why this particular sub ject was painful to Billy Louise "And are you sure they didn't get out of that pasturo nnd wander on down tho Covo, among all those willows? It's a perfect Jnuglc away down. Are you suro they aren't with the rest of tho cattle? I don't seo how they could leave tho Cove unless they were driv en out." "Yes, I thought of that strango as it may Feem." Charlie's voice was unof fended. On tho contrary, he seemed glad that she took so keen an interest in bis affairs. "It has been a week, you know, since they flew tho coop. I did hunt every foot of that Covo twice over. I drove every hoof of stock up and corralcd them and mndo sure these four wero not In tho herd. Then I hunted through every Inch of that wil low jungle and all along tho bluff nnd the river. Miss Louise, I put In threo days at It, from punrise till it was too dark to sec. Then I began riding out side. There Isn't a trace of them any where. I had just bought them from Seabed:, you know. I drove them home, und because they wero tired, and so was I, I just left them in that upper meadow as I camo down tho gorge. I hadn't branded them yet. I I know I've made an awful botch of tho thing, Miss Louise." ho confessed, turning toward her with au honest dis tress and a self-flaying humility in his eyes that wiped from Billy Louise's mind nny incipient tendcucy toward contempt. "But you see I'm green at this rauch game. And I never dreamed thoso calves weren't perfectly safe in there. Tho fence was new and strong, and tho bars are absolutely bars to any stock larger than a rabbit. "I hato to bolhar you with this, and I don't want you to think I have come whining for sympathy," he sold after a miuute of moody silence. "But, see ing they wero not branded yet with our brand I thought perhaps you had rim acioss them and paid no attention, thinking they belonged to Seabeck." Billy Loulso smiled a llttlo to herself. If he had not been qulto bo "green at tho rauch game" he would have men tioned brands at first as tho most im portant polut instead of tacking on tho luformntlon casually after ten mluutes of other less vital details. "Wero thoy vented?" sho asked, sup pressing the smllo so that it waB mere ly a twitch of tho lips which might moan anything. "I yes, I think they were. That'B what you call it when the former own er putH his brand In a different place to show that his ownership has ceased, isn't It? Seabcck puts his brand up side down' "I know Seabeck's vent," Billy Loulso cut In. Thcro was no need of letting such a flno fellow display moro lg uoranco on tho subject. "And I should havo noticed it if I had seen four calves vented fresh nnd not rcbranded. Why in tho world didn't you stick your brnnd on at tho same time?" Billy Loulso was losing patience with his greenness. "I didn't hnvo my branding iron with me." Charlie answered humbly. "I havo done that befor,. when I bought those other cows and nlves. I" "You'd better puclv your iron next tlmo," sho retorted. "If you cnu't get a llttlo bunch of calves ten miles with out losing them " "But you must understand I did. I tool; tliem homo and turned them into the Cove. I know I'm nn awful chump at this." "Tho calves may not bo absolutely lost, you know. Why, I lost a big steer last spring nnd never fouud him till I was going to sell u few head. Then ho turned up, the biggest and fat test oneln tho bunch. You can't tell. ri'liey get themselves in queer places sometimes. I'll come over tomorrow Ji I cut: and toko a look utthct pasture and oil nruund. And I'll keep n good lool'out for tho calves." Muny men would havo objected to the unconscious patronngo of her tone. That Charlie Fox did not, but accept ed tho spirit of helpfulness in her words, lifted him out of tho small nn hired class. "It's awfully good of you," ho said. "You know n lot moro about tho bovino nature than I do, for all I put In every spare minute studying tho subject. I'm taking four different stock Journnls now, Miss Louise. I'll bet I know a lot more about tho different strains of va rious breeds than you do, Miss Cattle Queen. But I'm beginning to seo thut we only know what wo learn by ex perience. I'vo a new book on the sub ject of heredity of tho cnttlc. I'm go ing home and seo if Seabcck hasn't stumbled upon a strain that can be traced back to your natlvo mountain sheep." Billy Louise laughed and said good by nnd Btood leaning over tho gate watching him as he zigzagged up the hill, stopping his horse often to breathe. She began to wonder, then, about those calves. Vented and not rcbranded, they would bo easy game for nny man who first got his own brnnd on them. She meant to get a description of them when Bbo saw Charlie again it wns like his innocence to forget tho most essential details aud sho meant to keep her eyes open. If Charllo were right about tho calves not being nny- "If You'll Let Down the Bars, Mr. Fox, I'll Hit the Trail." where in the cove, then they had been driven out of It, stolen. Billy Louise turned dejectedly away from tho fence and went down to n shady nook by the creek, where sho hod always liked to do her worrying and hard thinking. Tho next day sho rode early to tho Cove and learned some things from Marthy which she had not gleaned from Charlie. Sho learned that two of tho calves were a deep red except for a wide, white strip on the nose of ono nnd whlto hind feet on the other; that another was spotted on the hindquar ters and that tho fourth was white, with largo, red blotches. She hod known cattle all her life. Sho would know these if she daw them anywhere. Sho also discovered for herself that they could not have broken out of that pasture and tbat tho river bank was Impassable because of high, thick bush es and miry mud in tho open Bpaces. Sho had a light with Bluo over theso lutter places and demonstrated beyond doubt Unit tl'iey were miry by getting him in to the knees in splto of his vio lent objections. TItey left deep tracks behind them wheii they got out. Tho calves had not gone investigating the bank, for there wns not a trace any where, and the bluff wns absolutely unscalable. Billy Loulso herself would havo felt doubtful of climbing out that way. Tho gray rim rock stood straight and high at tho top, with never a crev ice, so far ns sho could see, and the gorge was barred so that it was Im possible to go that way without lifting henvy poles out of deep sockets nnd sliding theni to ono side. "I've got nn idea about a gate here," Charllo conlldcd suddenly. "Thero won't bo any more mysteries like this. I'm going to fix a swinging gate in place of theso bars, Miss Louise. I shall havo it swl'jg uphill like this, and I'll havo a weight nnungeu. so that It will always close itself if ono is care less enough to lido on and leave it open. I have It all worked out in my alleged brain. I shall do It right nwuy too. Aunt Marthy is rather nervous about this gorge now. Every evening sho walks up huro herself to make sure tho bars are closed." "You may us well make up your mind to It," Bald Billy Louise irrele vantly in a tono of absolute certainty. "Those calves wero driven out of tho gorge. That means stolen. You needn't accuse any one iu particular. I don't anpposo you could. But thoy wero stolen." Charllo frowned nnd glauced up spec ulatively at tho bluff's rim. "Oh, your mountain sheep theory is no good," Billy Loulso giggled. "I doubt if a lizard even would try to leave tho Covo over the bluff," which certainly wns a sweeping statement when you consider a lizard's habits. "A mountain sheep couldn't anyway." "They're hummers to climb " "But calves nro not, Mr. Fox. Not HUo that You know yourself they were stolen. Why not admit it?" "Would that do auy good bring them back?" he countered, looking up ut hor. "N-o, but I do hato to 6eo a person deliberately shut his eyes in front of a fact. We may as well admit to our scIyos that thcro is a rustler lu tho 11Pr country. Then we can look out for him." ' Charlie's eyes had tho troubled look. "I hate to think that. Aunt Martha Insists that is what wo aro up ngalnst, but" "Well, she knows moro about it than you do, believe mo. If you'll let down tho bars, Mr. Fox, I'll hit tho trail, nnd if I find out anything I'll let you know at once." When Bhe rode over the bleak up land sho caught herself wishing that she might talk tho thing over with Ward, no would know just what ought to be done. But winter wns com ing, nnd she would drlvo her stock down into the fields she had ready. They would be safe there surely. Still, she wished Ward would come. Sho wanted to talk it over with n man who understood nnd who knew more nbout such things than she did. The fate of tho four heifer calves be came permanently wrapped in the blank fog of mystery. Billy Louise watched for them when she rode out in tho hills nnd spent a good donl of time heretofore given over to dreaming in trying to solve the riddle of their dls i ppearance. Charlie Fox insisted upon keeping to the theory thut they had merely strayed. Marthy grumbled sometimes over tho loss, and Ward well, Ward did not put In an appear anco again tbat fall or winter and sc did not hear of the incident CHAPTER V. Tho Little Devils of Doubt. THE spring had come, nnd Wolver ine canyon, with the sun shining down aslant into its depths, was a picturesque gash iu the hills, wild enough In all conscience, but to the normal person not in the least degree gloomy. Tho jutting crags were sun lit nnd warm. Tho cherry thickets whispered In a light breeze aud shel tered birds that sang In perfect con tent. Not a gloomy place surely when the peace of a sunny morning laid its spell upon the land. Billy Louise, however, did not re spond to the canyon's enticements. She brooded over her own discouragements and the tantalizing little puzzles which somehow would not lend themselves to any convincing solution. Sho was in that condition of nervous depression whero she saw her finest cows dead by bloat in the alfalfa meadows and how would she pay that machinery note then? She saw John Prlnglo calling unexpectedly and insistently for his "time," and where would sho find an other man whom sho could trust out of her sight? John Pringle wns slow, and ho was stupid and growled at poor Phoebe till Billy Louise wanted to shako him, but he was "steady," and that ono virtue covers, many a man's faults nud keeps him drawing wages regularly. ' Her mother had been more nnd more Inclined to worry as the hot weather came on. Lately her anxiety over small things had rather got upon the nerves of Billy Louise. She felt ill used and downhearted and as if noth ing mattered much nnywny. She pass ed her cave with a mere glance and scowl for the memories of golden days In her lonclj childhood that clung uround it She was in this particularly dissatis fied mood when Bhe rode out of tha canyon at its upper end, where tho Mils folded softly down into grassy 'alleys where her cattle loved best to graze. Since the grass had started In the spring she had kept her little herd up here among the lower hills, and by riding along tho higher ridges every day or so and turning back a wander ing animal now and then she had held them in a comparatively small area, whero they would bo easily gathered in the fall A few head of Seabeck's stock had wandered In among hers and soma of Martby's. And there wns a big roan steer that bore the brand of Johnson, over on Snake river. Billy Loulso knew them all, as a housewife knows her flock of chickens, and if Bhe missed seeing ccrtnin lenders in the scattered groups she rodo until she found them. Two old cows and one big red steer that seemed always to havo a follow ing wore bells that tinkled pleasant llttlo sounds iu tho alder thickets along the creek as Bhe passed by. Sho rode up the long rldgo which gave her a wide view of the surround ing hills and stopped Blue, while sho stared moodily at the familiar, shadow splotched expanse of high piled ridges, with deep, green valleys and deeper hued canyons between. Sho loved, tliem, every one. But today they fail ed to steep her senses in that deep con tent with life which only the greut out doors can give to one who has learned how satisfying Is tho draft aud bow soothing. Billy Louise becomes very tnuch discouraged over the state of family flnanceo. She hears and sees things that make her doubt Ward. (TO IE CONTINUED.) Crepes and Pongees. Crepe de chine, in splto of itB name, does not como from China but from Japan, Italy and France. Thero nro no factories for making silk piece goods In Chlnn, all the weaving being dono by hand. With the exception of pon gees, the products of the Chinese looms are not popular abroad, except In Oriental countries, being too heavy, although tho patterns are wonderfully beautiful and tb) colors exceedingly rich. The pongees nro woven In the homes of the peasants, nnd as they come from ninny looms no two pieces aro ever ex actly alike In weight, fineness, color und texture. Tho Shantung come from tho Llutnng district, and tfiG Nuushai from tig Nbzhal OUtrkJ', crrv mn town SHOULD RELY ON ARCHITECT Common Sense Owner Will Make No Suggestions Within Province of Expert, It Is Asserted. Architects face several hard prob lems in tlie construction of n house for n new owner. The latter believes thut since the moryy which pays for tho house Is his he must be given tho lib erty to declare whnt builder Is to get tho job after all bids are in. The owner forgets that tho architect knows more about building" than he; that lit is nn expert Iu that lino and for that reason tho owner has hired him. The common sense owner makes no sug gestions within the province of the architect, but relies on his judgment. Should the owner be nllowed his own way, he would oftentimes get Into hot water, says an exchange. Naturally the owner in awarding the contract would select the lowest bid dor because ho Is the lowest bidder Tho lowest bidder may not be of suf ficient financial means to meet obliga tions in case he Is given the contract, nnd mechnnics' Hens tie up the con struction of tho house, making the owner the loser and not the builder. The architect, who probably knows the builder Is not the proper man to build the house, advises against him. In this way the architect protects his client because he, by reason of his work, Ss able to dlscr'mlnate between the unscrupulous and the scrupulous builders, und the flnnnclally-fltted and the builder with weak finances. AMERICA IS MAKING TILES Decorations in Spanish, Moorish and Other Designs of Past Centuries Add to Beauty of Homes. In this country the making of tiles has been taken up with enthusiasm by potters. The styles vary greatly in color and texture, showing Spanish, Moorish, German, old English und oth er designs. Tho interesting way in which they may be used to decorate a modern facade is shown In a house on Nineteenth street, New York city. The tiles are set oft with especial re finement and brilliancy by the rough cement background. The largo panel over the door is of a pleasing, medium bluo color, and tlir decoration is of a peacock, the who! panel being in four parts. These were luken from the Basilica of St. Apollln--oris at Ravenna. Around it Is a border of tiling and cement nnd the smaM tiles which ornament tho ground shor two swastika forms. Ono of these Is copied from a tllo at Tyro, the other copied from one ex cavated at Persepolis. This doorway Is further enhanced by Inrg gardes pots, one on either sldo. These nn' made of the snme materials, a gray, negative concrete, with tfles of his toric design in dull greens and blues and browns Imbedded In the material Df the vase. The tulip design on one of these vases is eighteenth century German. Mistakes in Drainage It has been learned by experience as well na by experimental investiga tion that the influence of n tile drain In removing wnter from soil of uni form chnracter Is increased by low ering the drain. A drain laid at a con siderable depth along ono side of a rond Is better than two drains at less depth, one on each side of the road, provided the .soil Is of a uniform character. Unfortunately, this nuall- vlng provision In the general state ment Is often forgotten, nnd a single line of tile Is laid along one side of a road whero the conditions aro such that it cannot possibly perform the de sired work. In a subsoil which changes from sand to a compact, fairly Imper vious clay at six feet, It would bo un wise to Install drains deeper than s-lx: feet, for otherwise they would be in material yielding very little water, and might even prove less effective than drains laid at the level of the clay surface. Errors In Finish. Prospective builders should plan to make their dwelling not n mere house, but a home. Indifferent looking trim should be avoided. Color in wood work, whether stained, onnmcted or painted, is the keynote of taste is homelike rooms. Daintiness, warmth of tone and artistic effect are totally dependent upon the kind of wood on which tho desired Color scheme is car ried out Greenwich Village. For the benefit of ont-of-towu tour ists, I may explain thnt Greenwich village is situated at the crossroads of Fourth and Tenth Htreets. It is inhabited by Bohemians who arc try ing to live as though they were In a Kusslnn novel. Their diet consists of truffles nnd their chief Industry is running playhouses too small to hold any audience. E. E. Slosson in the New York Independent. Order In tho Garden. All strong dr striking features In garden should bo nt some distance from the residence and from 'ach oth er, so that each bhiill bo a conter of luterest for that particular part of tha garden. Never havo a clutter of sucli things, either ubout tho bouso or cIm il WfebsA jwherc, 4 . E "V X ' . i. V ' V r'W-stitfe"' -' r"Z'm