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About The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965 | View Entire Issue (Nov. 14, 1912)
POOR JOHN NEATLY CAUGHT Cleverly Contrived Trap That Led to the Downfall of One Forget ful Husband. He had returned home In the eve ning tired and ready for a restful hour or two. "John, my love," said his little wife ■sweetly, “did you post that letter I gave you this morning?" "Yes, my pet,” said John, hiding his conscience-stricken face behind the newspaper. "Well, what Is your answer?" still more aweetly. "Wh—what Is what?” gasped John. "What Is your answer, dear?” said his little wife, clearly. “That letter was addressed to you." “Addressed to me?” exclaimed John. "1 didn't notice It." And then, like a foolish man, he fell into the trap and produced the tetter from his pocket to see. The -envelope was not addressed to him; bat a long and severe lecture was -shortly after. Paid Minister In Tinfoil. The meanest man In the world has been found. He Is the man who gave the Eev. Thilo Gore, pastor of the German Lutheran church, an envelope Ailed with tinfoil for marrying him. The bride and groom rang Dr. Gore’s doorbell late one night and asked him to marry them. As they had a license, he did so. After the ceremony was performed the man handed the minister an envelope Which was supposed to contain the the. He found It contained nothing but several pieces of tinfoil.—Chicago Tribune. Probably Prize Grouch. A grouchy butcher, who had watch ed the price of porterhouse steak climb the ladder of fame, was deep In the throes of an unusually bad grouch when a would-be customer, 8 years old, approached him and handed him a penny. “Please, mister, I want a cent's worth of sausage.” Turning on the youngster with a -growl, he let forth this burst of good -salesmanship: "Go smell o’ the hook."—New Or leans Dolly States. Doing His Part. “What part are you taking In the war on flies?*’ “I do sentry duty at the breakfast table over the milk pitcher every .morning." NO MEDICINE But Change of Food Gave Final Relief. 'Most diseases start In the alimen tary canal—stomach and bowelB. A great deal of our stomach and towel troubles come from eating too •much starchy and greasy food. The stomach does not digest any <cf the starchy food we eat—white Bread, pastry, potatoes, oats, etc.— these things are digested in the small Intestines, and if we eat too much, aB most of us do, the organs that should digest this kind of food are overcome by excess of work, so that fermenta tion, indigestion, and a long train of dls result. Too much fat also Is hard to dlgeBt end this la changed Into acids, sour •tomach, belching gas, and a bloated, heavy feeling. In these conditions a change from Indigestible foods to Grape-Nuts will work wonders in not only relieving ■the distress hut in building up a strong digestion, clear brain and -steady nerves. A Wash, woman writes: “About live years ago I suffered with bad stomach—dyspepsia. Indiges tion. constipation—caused, I know now, from overeating Btarchy and creasy food. "I doctored for two years without -wny benefit. The doctor told me there was no cure for me. I could not eat anything without suffering severe pain In my back and sides, and I be .came discouraged. “A friend recommended Grape-Nuts xtnd I began to use It. In less that two weeks I began to feel better anti Inside of two months I was a well woman and have been ever since. "I can eat anything I w^h wltt pleasure. We eat Grape-Nuts anc -cream for breakfast and are verj fond of it.” Name given by Postun Co., Battle Creek, Mich. Bead the little book, "The Roac to Wellville,” in pkgs. "There’s i > reason.” Ever reed the above lettert A aev ewe appear* from time to time. The; are genuine, true, Bad full of bumaj dBtcrtit. Adv. ffoiab* The host was nervous and Inexpe rienced and he rose hurriedly at the conclusion af the song. "Ladles and —er, gentleman,” he began, "before Mr. M. started to—er—sing, he asked me to apologise for his—er—voice, but I omitted to do so—er—so—I—er —apologize now.” Mrs. Stronghead had Just thrown a paving stone through a drug store window, merely to prove that she was entitled to vote, and had been marched oft to Jail. "Thank heaven," said Stronghead. "That settles the problem of ‘where shall we spend the sum mer,' anyhow." Many years ago, when Senator In galls was In the senate, oleomargarine was a bone of contention. The de bate led Ingalls to utter one of those epigrammatic sentences which made him famous. "I have never, to my knowledge, tasted oleomargarine," said Ingalls, "‘but I have stood In the presence of genuine butter with awe for its strength and reverence for its antiquity." Senator Cullom of Illinois was ask ed by a correspondent why the com mittee on foreign relations had en joined secrecy on the text of the new treaty with Great Britain, when the text of the treaty was printed In all the morning papers. “JuBt so, Just so,” said the senator; “that’s the rea son the Injunction of secrecy was placed upon the treaty. We knew that if we made It public at once not a paper in the country would print Its full text.” It Is related that one night after an opera ball a gay party trooped Into the cafe of Blgnon, the famous Paris restauranteur, who recently passed away, and persisted In being served by the proprietor himself. The old gentleman was In bed. but he got up and threw the traditional serviette of the waiter across his arm. When the bill was sent up the diners were indignant. At the end of a financial ly muoh-splced note appeared: “For being served by Blgnon, one thousand francs.” He got the money after many protests, and handed It over to a charity. Naturally, they were married, for she ordered him about In a most Imperious way. The longest lane has Its turning, however, and one day, after a particu larly violent outbreak on the part of the lady, the husband attempted to re duce the woman's rights In his own household. ‘‘Do you think you rule the uni verse?” he inquired sarcastically, when the moment came for him to edge in a word. “No." came the prompt reply, “I do not. But I rule the first letter of it!” And once again the mere man real ized he was indeed the under dog. Senator Borah was talking at a dinner In BoIbs about an embarrass ing question that had been asked at Chicago. "The question,” he said, smiling, "went unanswered. It was like little Willie’s query. A young gentleman was spending the week-end at little Willie's cottage at Atlantic City, and on Sunday evening after dinner, there being a scarcity of chairs on the crowded piazza, the young gentleman took Willie on his lap. Then during a pause In the conver sation little Willie looked up at the young gentleman and piped: ’Am I as heavy as sister Mabel?’” Christy Churchill’s father owned the present site of the race track In Lex ington; hence the name Churchill downs. Christy was at the track during the spring meeting and a friend introduced him to a stranger. The stranger grabbed Churchill’s hand and said effusively: “No, I’ve never had the pleasure of meeting you before, Mr. Downs, but I’ve often heard of you." United States Senator Ollle James, of Kentucky, is bald. "Does being bald bother you much?” a candid friend asked him once. "Yes; a little,” answered truthful James. “I suppose you feel the cold severly In winter." went on the friend. "No; It's not that so much," said the senator. “The main bother Is In washing myself—unless I keep my hat on I don’t know where my face stops!” Walter (to bridegroom)—will you have French bread, elrT Young Bride (to husband)—Take ordinary household, John. French bread must be stale before It gets here. Of brave deeds done upon the battle field ajid amid the thunder of cannons and the cries of the wounded and dy ing, of heroes of the Victoria Cross, and great generals who rose from small be ginnings, the teacher told her class, firing them with enthusiasm for their mother country. "Please, miss,” cried one little girl excitedly, "my father was in the Boer war!" "And did he fight In any of the battiest" Inquired the teacher. “Oh, yes,” answered the little maid. “B ■ was at Gras pan an’ Modder River an’ Pardburg, an'—” “And was he wounded In any of them?" pursued the teacher The little girl’s face fell. “No, miss, he wasn’t wounded," she replied. "But please, miss, 'e had a awful ’eadache!” They were seated In the dim light of a conservatory. She was playing with her fan, and he was murmuring soft speeches in her ear. Suddenly he leaned forward and Impressed a kiss on her soft cheek. "Oh, Charlie,’’ she cried, "how you frightened mol” Then after a few minutes she said: "Frighten me again. Charlie.” A teacher was endeavoring to Instill Into the mind of a thick-headed youth the difference between linear square and cubic measures. After a lengthy explanation he asked him the following question: "Now Johnny, suppose your mother wished to take the measurements for a new carpet. What measure would she use?” After a great deal of anxious deliber ation the lad answered: "If you please, sir, a tape measure.” Up In Vermont a farmer hired a neighbor’s boy to work for him. The new hand was ordered to report for duty dally at 4 a. m. For three days he was punctual to the minute, but on the fourth day he overslept himself. It was half past 4 beforo the new hand reached his em ployer's banyard. The old farmer was milking. "Well, you kin go right back whar you’ve been wastin’ the hull forenoon and spend what’s left of the day there. [ I don’t want nobody workln' for me that’ll fritter away practically a hull mornin’ like this.'** r Herbert J. Pattee, an old-time legiti mate actor and a member of the > famous Booth and Barrett combine tlon, reformed, and is now uving lux uriously oft the money obtained from valuable Inventions, but he still likes to talk about the ups and downs of Shakespeare. "A friend and 1 once passed a theater in Washington,” said Mr. Pattee, "just as the performance had let out. My friend met an ac quaintance who was coming out of the theater. We were Ignorant as to the attraction, so my friend asked his ac quaintance what sort of a perform ance he had been witnessing. ‘Hamlet,’ said the acquaintance. ‘Ah, “Ham let,” ’ said my friend. ‘I suppose that you are now filled with all sorts of con jectures as to whether Hamlet was really mad.’ ’The Hamlet tonight,’ said the acquaintance, left no doubt on that point. He was not alone mad—he was frantic. There weren’t a hundred people in the house.’ ” For three solid hours the captain had been lecturing his men on “the duties of a soldier,” and he thought it was time to see how much they had understood of his discourse. Casting his eyes around the room he fixed on Private Murphy as his first victim. “Private Murphy,” he asked, “why should a soldier be ready to die for his country 7” Private Murphy scratched his head for a moment, and then a smile of enlighten ment crossed his face. “Sure, captin.” he said pleasantly, “you're quite right. Why should he?” The Scotchman possesses a genius for business, as the following dialogue would indicate. One of his favorite proverbs is, “He will soon be a beggar who does not know how to say no.” A laird of Lanarkshire was one day ac costed by one of his neighbors as fol lows: “Laird, I need 20 pounds ster ling. If you will be kind enough to accept my note, you will be repaid in three months.” “No, it is impossible, Donald.” “But why, laird? You have often rendered a like service to your friends.” “Impossible, Donald, I re peat.” “Then you mean to refuse me?” “Listen, Donald, and follow my reason ing: As soon as I accepted your note you would draw the 20 pounds?” “Yes.” “When the maturity of the note arrived, I know you, and that you would not be ready. Then we should quarrel. Very well! but, Donald, I should rather that we should quarrel at once, while the 20 pounds is in my pocket.” Having been cautioned by the prose cuting attorney not to let the counsel for the defendant trick him Into alter ing testimony, the old negro on the witness stand braced himself grimly for the ordeal of cross examination. He had Just derailed on direct examination how he had seen the prisoner murder his victim, throty away his razor, an<J flee from the scene! “You say you saw this man drop his razor and run away?” demanded counsel for the defendant In chal lenging tone. "No, suh. Ah nevah said dat,” de clared the witness. The attorney consulted his notes a moment, then turned fiercely on the witness again. 'Do you mean to tell this court and jury,” he thundered, "that you did not say a few minutes ago that you saw this defendant throw down his razor and run away?” "No, sur. Ah nevah did,” Insisted the old man stubbornly. "An, no lawyah can make me say somethin’ Ah knows I didn’t say.” "Well, what did you say?” demanded the exasperated counsel. "Ah nevah said Ah saw him,” re sponded the old darkey slowly, with dignity. “Ah said^Ah seen him!” "Now, gentlemen!” called the auc tioneer hoarsely, as he held up a sus piciously yellow “gold” watch. "What offers for this—this beautful chrono meter? Guaranteed sound In wind and 11—er—warranted to keep good time— or—and” Even he couldn’t think of things to say about the watch he was selling. "Please may I bid?” called a modest young man quickly, from the back of the room. "Certainly, my dear sir—certainly I” replied the auctioneer delightedly. All eyes turned quickly to the spot where stood the auctioneer’s Innocent victim. "Well, then,” said the young man composedly, "I’ll bid you—good night!” She put down the book with a sigh. "What Is It, darling?” he asked. "Ah, dearest. I’m so happy," she re plied. "But you had such a sad look In your eyes Just now.” “I know. I’ve been reading about the unhappiness that the wives of men of genius have always had to bear. Oh, Alfred, I'm so glad you're Just an ordinary sort of a^ fellow.” The late Thomas B. Reed, when a lad. was requested to ball out a small boat that had been leaking badly, and was almost full of water. "I can’t do It,” replied Tom. “It’s unconstitutional.” "What do you mean?" Inquired the owner of the boat. “The constitution of the United States says,” replied the future states man, “that ‘excesive bail shall not be required’ of any man.” Twelve good men and true were wanted, but the court had rather a trouble to obtain a satisfactory Jury. There seemed to be something against each of the persons who had been called. “Is there any reason why you shouldn't act Impartially toward the prisoner?” asked the official, when an other man’s turn came around for ex amination. “Yes,” came the reply, as the Juror who-mlght-have-been pointed toward a person In the well of the court. “I am prejudiced against that man already. His face makes me think him guilty!” A rather turgid orator, noted for his verbosity and heaviness, was once as signed to do some campaigning In a mining camp In the mountains. There were about 60 miners present when he began. But when, at the end of a couple of hours, he gave no sign of finishing, his listeners dropped away. Some went back to work, but the ma jority sought places to quench their thirst, which had been aggravated by the dryness of the discourse. Finally there was only one auditor left, a dilapidated, weary looking old fellow. Fixing his gaze on him. the orator pulled out a large six-shooter and laid it on the table. The old fellow rose slowly and drawled out: “Bo you going to shoot if I go?” "You bet I am," replied the speaker. “I’m bound to finish my speech, even If I have to shoot to keep an audience.” The old fellow sighed In a tired manner and edged slowly away, saying as he did so: “Well, shoot If you want to. I may Jest as well be shot as talked to death.” Lowell once met an acquaintance (of dubious standing), whose cheerful face and happy demeanor led him to ask the cause of such exuberant felicity. "Why,” said the genial smller, "I’ve discovered a way to make my fortune. We all know that the reason for the fine flavor of the wild duck Is the wild celery on which It feeds. Now I pro pose to feed It to the domestic duck, and supply the market.” Some week* later, on meeting his acquaintance again Lowell found him quite depressed and Inconsolable. "Why are you look ing so unhappy? I thought, the last time I saw you, that you were on the point of making your fortune with ducks. Wouldn’t It work?” “No,” was the reply, "the d—n things won't eat It.” A bachelor who lived near Parle managed to secure much amusement out of a "topsy-turvey room,” which he had built In his house. A gentleman, who was one of a stag party that vis ited him from Saturday to Monday, says: "When we woke up, about 1 o’clock, on Sunday morning, after a Jolly evening, one of our number, sound asleep on the couch In the billiard room was carried out like a log by a couple of servants. My host gave me a sol emn wink, and told me that If a sud den summons came I was to rush from my bedroom, or else I might miss a sight worth seeing. I wanted nothing but sleep—and was relieved when the summons came to find that It was broad daylight. Yawning, I followed the valet, and found myself, with four others, silently peeping through little holes In a wall. The scene was ab surd. ridiculous. A dozen men, slowly waking to full consciousness, was ly ing on a plastered floor, looking up In horror at a carpeted celling. Two heavy couches, an easy chair, chairs and tables, securely fastened, stared down at him from above. The man’s eyes at last rested on a flower pot di rectly over his head, from which a flaring rose—apparently real—was blooming. He gave a cry, and, rolling over, grasped with frenzied hands the stem of the chandelier which came up through the floor. The host burst Into the room with a loud laugh. "They all do It,” he cried, “they fear they will fall up to the celling.” ^ Secretary Wilson was talking about the record crops of 1912. “These won derful crops,” he said, "are almost enough to make you believe the cross cut saw story. A farmer, you know, sent his hired man to a neighbor’s with a note, saying: ‘Friend Smith: Will you please lend me your cross-cut saw, as I wish to cut a watermelon up, so as to get It Into my dray.’ The neighbor wrote back: ‘Friend Jones: I would be glad to lend you my saw, but same has Just got stuck In a canteloupe.’ ” "When I first decided to allow the people of Tupelo to use my name as a candidate for congress I went out to a neighboring parish to speak,” said Private John Allen recently to some friends at the old Metropolitan hotel In Washington. "An old darkey came up to greet me after the meeting. ‘Marse Allen,’ he said, Ts powerful glad to see you. I’s known ob yo’ sense yo’ wuz a baby. Knew yo' pappy long befo’ yo-all wua bohn, too. He used to hold de same of fice you got now. I ’members how he held dat same office to' years an’ years.’ " What office do you mean, uncle?1 I asked, as I never knew pop held any office. “Why, de office of candidate, Marse John; yo’ pappy was a candidate fo’ many years.” A During a discussion of the fitness of things In general some one asked: “If a young man takes his best girl to the grand opera, spends a $10 note on a supper after the performance, and then takes her home in a taxicab, should he kiss her good night?” An old bachelor who was present growled: “I don’t think she ought to expect it. Seems to me he has done enough for her." "You must have had a terrible experi ence, with no food and mosquitoes swarm ing around you," said a friend to the ship wrecked mariner who had been cast away upon a tropical Island. “You Just bet I had a terrible experi ence,” he acknowledged. "My experience was worse than that of the man who wrote ’Water, water everywhere, but not a drop to drink.' With me It was bites, bites everywhere, but not a bite to eat.” Frank P. Morse, the press agent, walked into a fashionable hotel In Chi cago one evening and wrote on the register the set of peculiar hieroglyph ics which he is pleased to call his sig nature. "How much will you charge me for a room and bath?” he Inquired, with an air of a man to whom money was not a question. The clerk told him. “Yes, yes,” said Morse, with ex treme urbanity. “Quite so. Now I would like to see Mr. James.” “What Mr. James,” asked the clerk. “Mr. James, the propretor of this hotel,” ex plained Morse. What was more to the point, he grew very peevish when the clerk Insisted that Mr. James was not the proprietor of the hotel, and that no Mr. James was In the house. “You can't kid me,” said Morse angrily. “I want to see Mr. James, the proprietor of this hotel, and I want to see him quick. I mean Mr. Jesse James, the most notorious robber of modern times—brother of Frank.” A North Carolina negro was brought out on the gallows to be hanged for murder. "Henry,” said the sheriff, "have you anything to say?” “Yas, suh,” said the condemned man. ‘Tse got a few words to say. I merely wishes to state dat dls suttinly Is goln’ to be a lesson^to me!" Aunt Caroline and the partner of her woes evidently found connubial bliss a misnomer, for the sounds of war were often heard down In the little cabin In the hollow. Finally the pair were hailed Into court, and the dusky lady entered a charge of abusive lan guage against her spouse. The judge, who had known them all his life, en deavored to pour oil on the troubled waters. "What did he say to you, Caroline?" he asked. "Why, Jedge. I Jes’ caln't tell you all dat man say to me." "Does he ever use hard language?" "Does yo‘ mean cussln'? Yassuh, not wlf his mouf, but he’s always glvin' me dem cussory glances." “Are you Interested In the recall?” “Not yet," replied the habitual can didate. “What I am interested in is a means of getting somewhere in the first place.” 'Ras Jones was a witness at a trial In the court house last week. He was testifying as to a conversation he had on the phone with the defendant In a civil suit. “Did you call him up on your own initiative?" the lawyer asked 'Ras. "No,” says 'Ras, "I used the one In the general store. I can't afford one myself.” "So you were bound and gagged by ban dits while In Italy, were you?" asked a sarcastic man of a friertd who had trav eled. "Regular comic opera bandits, eh?” “No," said the other, “there was noth ing of the comlo opera style about them The gags they used were all new.” WESTERN CANADA’S PROSPERITY NOT A BOOM, BUT DUE TO NAT URAL DEVELOPMENT. One of the largest banks In Holland has been doing a big business in Western Canada, and Mr. W. Wester man, the President, on a recent visit into the Provinces of Manitoba, Sas katchewan and Alberta, expressed himself as being much impressed with present conditions and prospects, and was convinced that the great pros perity of the Dominion was not a boom, but merely the outcome of nat ural developments. Not only has money been invested largely in Western Canada by the Holland Banks, but by those of Ger many, France, as well as Great Brit ain. Not only are these countries con tributing money, but they are also contributing people, hard headed, in dustrious farmers, who are helping to produce the two hundred million bush els of wheat and the three hundred million bushels of the other small grains that the Provinces of the West have harvested this season. During the past fiscal year there came into Canada from the United States 133,710; from Austria Hungary 21,651; from Belgium 1,601; Holland 1,077; FYance 2,094; Germany 4,664; Sweden 2,394; Norway 1,692; and from all countries the immigration to Canada in that year was 354,237. FYom the United States and ferelgn countries the figures will be increased during the present year. Most of these people have gone to the farms, and it is no far look to the time when the prophecy will be ful filled of half a billion bushel crop of wheat in Western Canada. Advertise ment No Strangers Allowed. Frank H. Hitchcock, the postmaster general of the United States, takes the deepest interest in even the smallest details of the postal service. One eve ning he was at the Union station in Washington, when he decided to go into one of the railway mail service cars to see how the mail matter was being handled. Being a tall man and very athletic, he easily swung himself from the platform into the car, but he did not find it an easy matter to stay put A burly postal clerk grabbed him by the shoulders, propelled him toward the side door, and practi cally ejected him to the platform be low. "What do you mean by that?" ask ed Hitchcock indignantly. “I mean to keep you out of this car,” replied the clerk roughly. “That fellow Hitchcock has given us strict orders to keep all strangers out of these cars.”—Popular Magazine. THE RIGHT SOAP FOR BABY’S SKIN In the care of baby’s skin and hair, Cuticura Soap is the mother’s fa vorite. Not only Is it unrivaled in purity and refreshing fragrance, but its gentle emollient properties are usually sufficient to allay minor irri tations, remove redness, roughness and chafing, soothe sensitive condi tions, and promote skin and hair health, generally. Assisted by Cuti cura Ointment, it is most valuable in the treatment of eczemas, rashes and other itching, burning infantile erup tions. Cuticura Soap wears to a wafer, often outlasting several cakes of ordi nary soap and making its use most economical Cuticura Soap and Ointment sold throughout the world. Sample of each free with 32-p. Skin Book. Address post-card "Cuticura, Dept L, Boston.” Adv. Fashion Note. Lady Duff Gordon, at a tea at the Ritz-Carlton, praised the pannier skirt. "Everybody likes it, it is so grace ful,” she said, smiling. “Everybody likes it except crusty old fellows." She turned to a crusty old fellow upon a Louis Seize chair beside her and continued: “I know a woman whose husband growled at her when she tried on a new pannier gown for him: “ 'I don’t see why you wear those ridiculous big panniers. You haven’t got the hips to fill them.' “The woman blushed and bit her lip. Then she said quietly: “ ‘But do you fill your silk hat, George?’ ” So Many Like Tribble. "Tribble is a discontented fellow. I don’t believe he even knows what he wants.” "Oh, yes. He knows what he wants What makes him discontented is the fact that he also knows he can’t get it” OTHERS KNOW US TOO WELL' Easy to Deceive Ourselves, but ths Rest of the World Is Generally Too Wise. Senator Pomerene has a happy knack of driving home a statement with an epigram. At a luncheon Senator Pomerene described as a would-be litterateur. “Thanks to whisky and strong cigars,” he said, “the poor fellow has failed to make good. He earns a pre carious living by newspaper work, but though he is 60 now, none of the wondrous novels and thrilling stories that he used to prate about have ap peared. “And yet, in his shabby apartment, over a bottle of cheap liquor and a box of cheap cigars, he will boast by the hour—poor, gray, wrinkled dufTer —of his unfinished MSS. Oh, they will appear yet! Yes, he will yet il lumine the world with the light of his genius.” Senator Pomerene sighed and con cluded: “Ah, if we could deceive others as easily as we deoelve ourselves, what reputations we’d all have, to be sure!” An Underworld. “You say you saw >few York’s un derworld?” said the horrified relative. “Oh, yes,” replied Mrs. McGudley. “And I consider it very neat and in teresting. I think every large city ought to have a subway system.” Mrs. Winslow’s Soothing Syrup tor Children teething, softens the gums, reduces inflamma. tlon, aUays pain,cures wind colic, 15c a bottle.!*. A voice used too much in scolding Is not good to sing with. w BACKACHE AND ACHING JOINTS Together Tell of Bad Kidneys Much pain that ■ • Every Picture I masks as rheu- mu a story matlsm ie due to weak kidneys— to their failure i to drive off uric acid thoroughly. When you suf fer achy, bad Joints, back ache, too; with some kidney disorders, get Doan's Kidney Pills, which have cured thousands. 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