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MODERN HOME AT MODERATE COST
The modern homo of moderate
eoat Is one of the most difficult pi oh
lems that confront the nrchltect of
today, slnt he muni produce for a
modest expenditure n design which
will embody the numberless comforts
and conveniences heretofore only
dreamed of by the rich. This result
can only be achieved by long study
and through a natural genius In con
struction and design.
Part of an architect's business Is
to make housekeeping easy and
economical. Henuty Is also Import
ant. Nothing nttracts more than nn
artistic bouse. It costs no more
money than nn ugly one. Hut jou
must know how. It Is the thought
Hint lo put Into the construction that
saves the money. It Is the knowledge
of design that enables the nrchltect
to form n simple, yet refined detnll.
A cozy Ingle-nook, a dainty oriel win
Adow render a home doubly attractive,
and should you wish to dispose of
your property, a practical and attrac
tive design will frequently double Its
value.
A few new features worked in this
dainty little home manes It stand out
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quite prominent when compared with
the ordinary five-room cottage. Note
the beautiful bays and divans such
a cosy placo for the large, easy pil
lows, and Just tho place to show them
off to advantage. Tho largo open
stairway gives a roomy effect that
you cannot get In any other way. In
the celling of tho first story the Joists
are pine, dresBcd and varnished, on
which is nailed a double floor, tho
under layer forming the celling- The
rooms arc not so large, It Is true, but
large enough to be easily furnished
la artistic effects without expensive
outlay. Largo rooms half furnished
look bad. Why not consider quality
Instead of quantity even In building
a home?
Cost f900, built first class In every
respect.
HE WAS NOT IMPRESSED.
Old Indian Chief Turned Up His Nooe
at Gorgeous Trappings.
One of the civilians nt the state
house has a good one oh tho mem
bers of the glided staff which he is
telling with great glee, says the Cape
Ann (Mass.) News.
Down In Old Town a few years
ago, says the man who tells the story,
they were entertaining the governor
and his gold-encrusted staff.
Tho Indians were enjoying the
staff as much as tho staff were en
joying tho Indians. One old chief of
a lost tribe had been watching the
gliding from a distance.
Finally he came up to one of tho
aids, who was standing a bit apart
from the rest. He looked the colonel
over. He studied him attentively
from the front nnd rear and sides.
"Belong to tho army" he asked.
"No," said the colonel.
The Indian paused and studied the
effect anew.
"Navy?"
"No."
Another long contemplation of the
gold lace.
"Mllesh?" queried the Indian.
There was withering contempt In
tho "No" of the answer.
The Indian went away back and sat
down. Ho had run his limit, but still
ho wanted to know what all the trim
mini HlOOll for.
Onco more he loped up to tho
colonel, and catching hold of his
algulllette, put the question squarely.
"What do you belong to, heh?"
"The governor's staff," replied tho
aid, adding a llttlo strain to tho
double row of brass buttons that
chased themselves down to his gold
lace belt.
"Oh, h 1," said Lo, and ho walked
away with his head in the air.
LONDON HAS A PROPHET.
Rev. M. Baxter Predict the Second
Coming of Chrlt In 1920.
Thero appears in the most expen
sive column of London's newspapers
of theblggest circulation one of the
moBtfcurlous advertisements ever
publRied. It consists of a long
prophecy, occupying two and a half
columns, and describing a series of
momentous events which are to occur
between 190G and 1929, and which
will culminate In tho second coming
of Christ and tho beginning of the
tnlllenium.
The prophet describes himself as
Rev. M, Baxter of London, nnd his
creed Is another of thoso elaborate
doductlonB from figures nnd signs in
tho Book of Daniel nnd Revelation.
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Mo declares thnt what was formerly
Caesar's empire will be divided, be
tween 190G nnd 1917. Into ten king
doms, Including France, extending
to the Hhlne. taklkh In Oreat Hrltaln
without Ireland. 'and India. Spain,
Austria, Greece, Turkey, Syria. lOgypt
and the Halkans, These ten king
doms will form a Latin confederacy,
which will be leagued against Ger
many and Russia. The prophet says
that a lot of terrible things will hap
pen In the ensuing ten years.
Poor America does not figure In the
awful chronicle, presumably because
she finds no place In Biblical history.
WHERE BALLOONS ARE MADE
Immense Numbers of Them Turned
Out On a New York Farm.
"You would bo Inclined to think you
weio dreaming," says a writer In Pear
son's, Mr. McGovern, "were you to
walk through the larm of Carl 15. My
ers, nine miles from the city of Utlcn,
state of New York. Hero can be
seen, on constant view, In summer
time, a large variety of aerial craft
airships that actually lly, Just as they
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do in tho story books, doing strange
things that you had supposed could
never happen In reality.
"HcsldcB tho array of now kinds of
air craft, it Is a fact little known that
every Amcrlcan-mado hydrogen bal
loon In uso In tho United States
whether by the government or by pri
vate individuals Is a product of this
ono fnrm.
"Most striking among the things to
be seen at tho balloon farm is a fly
ing machine, that really flies; not
merely a working model of an airship
that 'flies' a few feet along a track on
the ground, but a fully completed fly
ing machine that soars Into the ac
tual skies as high as any bird a ma
chine that ascends, that turns and
divos as readily as an eagle does.
"Many othor curious aerial vessels
have been turned out from the Myers
balloon farm, and some greater won
ders nrc In course of construction. It
is not only his own Inventions that
Mr. Myers constructs on his balloon
fnrm. He makes all sorts of aerial
contrivances scientific kites, freak
balloons, nlr vessels for other In
ventors. "Tho greatest number of the balloon
farm products, however, are big hy
drogen balloons."
WAR LOSSES, OLD AND NEW.
Perfection of Modern Weapons Has
Had No Marked Result.
Mr. Maurice Low's highly Interest
ing analysis of the cost of the Boer
war and other wars, recently printed
In the Tribune Review, and an artlclo
In tho London Chronicle elaborating
other phases of the samo topic, sug
gest to some the conclusion that mod
ern weapons nnd methods of battle
have greatly lessened the number of
casualties. That Is a welcome con
clusion, and It may be In a measure
justified. But it Is probably not as
fully justified as some suppose. Ono
writer says that "the perfection of
modern weapons leads to an extraor
dinary reduction of casualties." But
his own statistics in the London
Chronicle scarcely bear out his enthu
siastic belief.
Beginning with Marengo, he gives
statistics of tho number of combatants
and the number of casualties In twenty-two
Important battles, In eleven
wars, down to the present time. At
Marengo tho casualties were 21.7 per
cent of tho whole number of combat
ants; at Austorlitz, 13.5; at Jena, 17;
at Eylau, that "bloodiest plcluro in the
book of timo," 34.3; at Borodino, 32;
at "that world's earthquake, Water
loo," 24.7; at Inkerman, 18.3; at Get
tysburg, 26.5; at Sadowa, 6; at Grave-
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lotto. !; at the third battle of Plevna
where the Turks moved the Husslnni
down like grain, 19.5, at Santiago, 12,
at Colensu, r.f; at Paardeberg, .'t, nn
at S'plon Kop, 19. 'J. In the last threi
only the British combatants nnd
casualties ate reckoned, the number o
the Hoers not being known.
Now these llguies do show a smaV
er percentage of casualties In the hitei
than In the earlier wars. Hut tin
change Is not unlfoim nnd Is not nl
ways marked. Gettysburg was tnor
destructive than Waterloo and nenrl
twice as costly as Austorlitz. Inker
man was worse than Jena. Plevnn
surpnssed In destructlveuess most ol
the Napoleonic battles. Our light at
Santiago fell little short of Austorlitz
In the Hoer war the HrltlBh losses at
Colenso and Panrdcburg were light,
but nt Splon Kop they were heavier
than those nt Austorlitz, at Jenn, at
Inkortnnn, at Sadowa, and at Grave
lotto, and fell Just short of equaling
those nt Plevnn. Moreover, ns the
wiltor quoted himself says, the Hoer
losses In these battles were probably
much heavier than the Hrltlsh, and
so, if they were taken into uccount,
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the proportion of casualties in this
latest war would fall little short of
that in the wars of old. Much has
doubtless been gained for humanity.
Hut not yet Is wnr waged with rose
water. Enjoys Joke on Himself.
Peter Lynch Is a New York man
who Is philosopher enough to extrnct
some fun out of a joke at tils own ex
pense. He suspects some one of hav
ing inserted an advertisement In the
papers putting him on the matrimonial
market. Mr. Lynch is hnndsome, pass
ing rich, debonair and 35. He Is nlso
a member of the exclusive Montclair
Bachelor Club. He said: "There were
140 young women who wanted to mar
ry me up to G o'clock last night. This
morning I received twenty more pro
posals, all of them coming from wom
en scattered through New York, New
Jersey, Pennsylvania nnd Connecticut.
I belong to a bachelor club and would
be subject to n heavy fine were 1 even"
to make the leant semblance of a goo
goo at any member of the fnlr sex.
Of course some of tho boys think they
are having n grent Joke on me, nnd
have engaged other girl friends to
push the gnme along, but I urn a good
healthy subject for them to practice
on, and I guess I am hnvlng as much
fun out of It ns they are."
A Useful Barometer.
According to n French meteorologist
a cup of hot coffee Is an Infallible
barometer.
"Put a lump of sugar In the cup,"
he says, "and then watch the air bub
bles which are formed on the surface.
If they form themselves Into a group
in the center the weather will bo fine.
If they adhere to tho cup, forming a
circle, It is a token of rain or snow,
according to the season of tho year.
Finally, If they separato from each
other and occupy no fixed position, It
is safe to predict that the weather will
be changeable."
A Fairy Tale.
'And," said the good fairy, "for your
noble deeds I will grant you any wish
you may desire."
"I will choose," said the lucky per
son, "a ton of coal."
Hereupon thero arose great conster
nation In the ranks of tho fairies,
which terminated In n proposition to
arbitrate the matter In order, If pos
sible, to compromise on a ton of dia
monds. Thcso long summer days are Just
like tho short winter days In ono re
spect n fellow likes to turn over for
another snooze In the morning.
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By JOHN R. AUJSICK,
Aaltiof tl "Myltrlou Mr. Mownl." "Thi
Dark Stringer." "Clirllc AlUutliU'f
Doubt," Etc.
Copjrtcbt, 1397, by Uouiiit Iloxmi'l SON.
All rUhU rtwrsd.
CHAPTER IX (Continued.)
"Why have you lived hi long
In
AlnskuV"
"1 could not get away." was the
nnswer. "Yours Is the only face I
have seen since I left my friends, the
Indians, save those who held mo
captive,"
"And you hnvo escaped?"
"Yes."
"Then come with us to the camp
on tho Klondyke."
"Klondyke I've heard of It; they
often talk about It when they think
me asleep, but I do not always sleep
when I seem to."
Paul was lllled with delight, for
here was a chance to uninvel the
mystery In which ho was Involved.
Another silence fell on tho group,
broken by Paul asking:
"Do you know a miner nanied
Glum?"
"Glum- Glum- no."
"Glum Rnlhtou."
The old man again shook his head,
declaring ho hnd never Known such u
person. Paul was disappointed. Fiom
what Glum Ralston had told him he
was confident that this mysterious
hermit of tho woods wns the long
lost captain who had followed the
Indians lo the plneo where they raid
gold lu gieat quantities whs loiind.
But when the mysterious hermit
illnclulmed any knowledge of him at
nil ho was quite ns tar away fiom
the solution of tho problem ns he
had been before.
Next morning the patty resumed
their match guided by the sun, which
shone n portion of the day. Paul
and the hermit wore constantly to
gether, and hourly grew more nnd
more trleudly, until, as tho noble
nature of the hermit unfolded Itself,
Paul canto to lovo htm. Ho wan
known to the hermit by his wobrlquet
of Crack lasti, for he had been called
by no other iianie since his nrtlval
In Alaska,
Paul was hourly entwining him
relf ubout the rugged heart of the old
man. Ono night when they hud
halted and the Indians were building
a fire for tho night tho hermit said:
"Crack-lash, you Impress mo
strangely. I don't know why, but I
have grown to love you ns If you
were my neatest relative. When my
own dear boy grows up to manhood
I could only wish that he would make
as noble n man."
Paul, deeply Impressed with the
old man's sad story, expressed a hope
that he would hoon be able to leave
Alaska and rench his home, nnd that
his wife and child might yet be ullvo
to welcome him.
Their stock of proviclons were run
ning short. One day tho Indians
came on the ttail of a mooso nnd
wero anxious to ntnrt on Its trail.
Paul gave -them permission to go,
while ho and tho hermit kindled tho
lire and prepared to make themselves
comfortable for the night.
Tho prisoner as usual s.-.t In sullen
silence, with his back ngalnst a tree
and his eyes fixed on tho firo. Paul
and tho hermit sat engaged In earn
est conversation. The termer was
talking In u low tone, telling how ho
bad been robbed by tho prisoner and
three others, and followed them Into
Uo forest. He wns In the midst of
his narratlvo when two objects sud
denly appeared beforo them, each
with n Winchester rlllo nnd said:
"Surrender or you nro dead men."
Resistance wns useless; they wero
prisoners almost before they knew It.
CHAPTER X.
Paul Learns That Laura Is In Alaska.
"He, he, he!" chuckled Ned Padgett,
rubbing his hands gleefully at seeing
the tables turned. "You hove In
sight, mates, In good time. Must 'a'
ltnil fnli- wlnilH."
Paul linil nil fllfllcilltv In mnlrlnf
out the two men, companions of the
third, whom he had met on other oc
casions. As these were tho men who
had robbed him and whom he and
old Glum hnd chased In the forest,
lliere wns llttlo mercy to expect from
them. With thongs of senl-skln Paul
nnd the hermit were quickly tied hard
and fast, and told they must move on
before the Indlnns returned.
As It was dark and the snow falling
rapidly, thero was llttlo danger of
even tho Indluns following on their
trail, shrewd as they wero in such
experiences.
Tho night was dark and the snow
falling, so It waB difficult traveling. A
strip of walrus hide was tied about
tho arms of each above their elbows
nnd fastened about their backs. They
were hoavlly loaded, and threatened
with the knotted stick which Ned car
ried lit his hand when they staggered
under their heavy loads.
On, on and on they staggered
through the darkness and over the
uneven ground. At last Paul, utterly
exhausted, sank down at the loot of
a tree.
"Oct up! Go on!" cried one of their
captors.
"I cannot."
"Ye Ho!" cried Padgett nnd raised
his club.
Hut ono of his companions quickly
interposed with:
"Hold on, Ned. Don't bo n fool,
uow, and throw away every chnnco
wo have."
"What yo goln' F do?" asked Ned.
"We'ro too far away for tho Met
laknhtlnnB to overtnko up, so wo will
po Into enmp nnd wait till mornln'."
A roaring fire wn '.milt against the
side of a great stone which reared Its
snow cupped head a hundred feet luti
ippi
the nlr.
Pnul's pack was removed from ltlr
back and be Inld nt. n blanket In
fiont of tho lire wltu the hermit by
his side.
The rascnl named Morris came to
the old mnn'n side nnd said:
"You said you could not give up
thnt secret If you wished."
I did."
"What do ynu mcnn7"
"It Is lost."
Morris stnred nt him for r. moment
with wide open eyes unit gasped:
"1 don't understand you, Cap; you
are talkln' In riddles."
"I care very llttlo whether you un
derstand m or not." the old man de
fiantly answered. "The secret Is lost.
It wnB wiltten In cipher on a walrus
hide and tho walrus hide Is lost."
It was some time before tho Idea
could get through the tblcti skulls of
the ovsnllors. but when they camo
to fully comprehend the loss they
roared like madmen. Ned seized his
knotted stick and swore he would
brain them both, but bis mmo cool
coiupniiLui Interfered, saying:
"It may nil be a tuck. After all It
may be only a trick to throw us off
the trail. If we decide for the old
iisf fo pass In his checks, let It be
done deliberately nnd give him time
to icllcct."
So Padgett decided to let them live
and trust to some chance to reveal
the hiding place of tho money. Paul
had henrd the above conversation be
tween their captors and waiting for
an opportunity to speak with the her
mit when he would not bo overheard
by thchi, whlspeied:
"In the waliiis hide you icferred to
the one loll In the cavern where you
took me?"
"Yes."
"1 took It."
"You?" There wns nn expression
on the old man's lace almost flerco
as he asked the question.
"Yes, 1 took It."
"What did you do with It?"
"Gave It to the miner who wns with
me before I fell from the precipice and
whom I found after leaving the cav
ern. He said hu bad seen It beforo."
"Whete?'
"The Indians who had enticed his
captain away In search of gold bad
some such hide, only there hnd been
painting added to It since."
The hermit turned, nnd fixing his
gieat, em nest eyes on him In aston
ishment, asked:
"His captain had he been a sail
or?" "Yes. sir."
"In what scaB?"
"Almost nil over the world, but hlb
last voyage waB In a sealing sehoonor
to St. Paul Island, Alaska, nnd this
const."
"What was thin sailor's nnnio?"
"Ho Is called old Glum."
"No other nnme?"
"I believe Glum Ralston Is his
name, but after all his real name, I
don't think, Is known. In this coun
try nenrly everybody goeB by some
nickname, nnd I fancy that Glum Rul
stou was only a nickname."
"Might hnvo been Jnck Ralston."
"Well, since you mention It, I be
lieve i onco heard him say his real
name was Jack Ralston; however, I
will not bo sure."
Tho hermit wns very calm. Paul
waited a long time for him to answer,
but the old man was hllent ns the
grave. Then two of their captoiH cntno
near where they wero sitting, and
they dared not tnlk anymore.
Their Journey wns veiy painful and
difllcult. Grown desperate, Paul had
determined to escape fiom their cap
tors even If he hnd to kill them.
One day they i cached a great,
gloomy cavern which extended to an
unfathomable depth lu the earth.
Their captors had pine knots on the
wall about the cavern, and lighting
two of these went back to whero
there were piles of dend grass and
a table of stone on which lay a pack
of gieasy cards. Here they took up
their abode.
Several days passed, and then Mor
ris and Padgett left the cavern In
charge of Tom Ambrose, who tied
the prisoners every night, established
a deadline' in the cavern in daytime,
and swore he would shoot the first
ono who nttempted to cross It.
Two or three weeks had elapsed, for
In that dungeon night nnd day wero
ono, when tho two men enmo bnck
and with them another whom Morris
seemed to have known. He Intro
duced the newcomer to Tom Ambroso
na a friend fresh from San Francisco.
Pndgett took Paul to where tho
stranger snt on n musk ox hide and
the latter asked:
"Is your name Paul Miller."
"It Is."
"Are you from Fresno, California?"
"I am."
"Do you know Laura Kean?"
"I do; what of her? His wholo
frame was trembling with anxiety and
emotion."
"She Is In Alaska. Just landed a
few days ago nt Junenu In company
with Mr. Theodore Lackland."
"It Is n He n He!" ronred Paul, be
side himself with rage and mortifica
tion. "It's a He and I will crowd It
down your throat!"
Beforo anyone knew what he In
tended he had his Informant by the
throat and hurled him to the ground.
Tho guards camo to tho relief of
their companion. Paul was quickly
torn away from him and his hands
bound. He lay upon tho dead grass
ylled In the envern. His mind was in
a whirl and he kept saying to him
self: "Can It be possible? No, no, It Is
not possible. The wholo world may
bo false, but Laura Is not. Coma to
Alaska lu company with that man
na, It 1b not true."
A thousnnd tumultuous emotions
were stirring his breast nB he lay
on the dried grass, striving to pcr-
suadu
himself that after all this wan
ionic horrible dreniu. The man whom
ho had iiHsnulted In company with
Padgett nnd Morris approached him.
Morris handed Paul a letter in tho
well-known handwriting of Lautii
tvcnn. It wns dated at Juneau and
addiessed to Paul's mother In Fresno.
Tho letter was brief, saying sho had
Just nnlved, and would rest a day or
two befote ptoceedlng farther.
"Isn't that evidence?" asked MorrW.
"Yes; but she did not come with
him."
",Oh no; he enmo on nnother ship"
Then be lied when ho said they
camo together."
Mortis laughed n cold, snrdonlc
lough, and In ti voice that seemed to
have nil the evil of a demon In It,
answered:
"Though they enmo on different
ships fiom America, there Is but ono
train going to the Klondyke and both
will be In that train. Tho chances are
she knows no oun but him, nnd you
know I.ncklatid'B feelings towards tho
girl. When ho stnrtB to win ho wins;
he's got millions to work with, nnd It
It's necessary to buy the entire pack
train off he can do It."
Paul Miller groaned aloud, but
made no answer. Ho realized how
great her danger and how uterly hope
less he was to aid her,
"Now you ,aii save her," said Mor
ris. "Save her? My Heaven, how?
What other Infeinal scheme have you
on baud?"
"You were overheard talking with
the old man about a walrus hide. From
whnt you said It was understood you
knew something about It. If you will
give us Information thnt will lead to
finding It. you shall bo given your lib
erty nnd be taken to UiIb young lady,
Laura Kean."
"I cannot," groaned Paul.
"Why."
"I don't know where It Is."
"What did you do with It?" nskeil
Morris, his face expressing the deep,
est concern.
"I gavo It to nnother. 'Where he in
or what he Iiiib done with 1. I do not
know."
A look of disappointment swopt
over the faces of the captors at thin
announcement. They retired to nenn
the entrance of .the cavern and thorn
held a consultation.
"It's nil a pack of lies," cried Pud
gctt. "We've been twenty ycarH In
these woods wnltln' t' grab that pile,
an' no nearer to It now than before.
Knock out their bialns an' go away
is whnt I sny."
Tom Ambrose, though equally aa
much a villain ns his companion,
urged moderation. During all the
years the unprincipled rascals had
struggled to get possession of their
enntive s secret. Tom had acted as a
brake (o fiery Ned'B temper. A
"We have a hold on the old ma
one of the plotters at last declar
"Ho can be made to tell where tht;
gold Is cached."
"But he don't know."
"Ho does know. Ho must know."
"Well, whnt goodil that do? Hain't
we been the lust eighteen or twenty
years tryln' to open tho hatches o
tho old ciipen, who's ns close-mouthed"
ns a clam? We've threatened t Viang
him done everything any ono kin, but
It's all no use."
"Wo got n stronger pull now thnn
ever."
"What Is It?"
"Comu here." t
His companions gathered about him
and he spread his arms around their
shoulders and begun to reveal tho
plan which emanated from his won
derful bruin a plan that was dlabolr
leal, but promised success.
(To be continued.)
RACIAL FEUDS IN EUROPE.
Antagonism Engendered Between
Prussians and Pales.
Hardly u day passes but the news
papers contain striking evidence ot
the antagonistic spirit which Is being
engendered between tho Poles and
tho Prussians. Last week it camq to
tho ears of the publishers of a Polish
paper circulating In WeBtphalla that
ono of their compositors wns about
to marry a German girl. They con
sidered that this stamped him as ii
traitor to Poland, nnd although lie
had served them faithfully for many
years they dlsmlscd him on tho spot.
A large number of Poles work In the
Westphalia coal mines, and In order
to furthor tho amalgamation of the
races the authorities have Issued
regulations to the offect that no per
son shall be employed underground
who Is not proficient In tho German
language. Tho Poles obstinately re
fuse to know a word of German when
they happen to bo called up to make
statements In public.
A few days ago a Polish miner had
to give evldenco in a Westphalln
police court. He was, of course, ua
Innocent as a newly-born babe of any
knowledge of German until the magis
trate threatened to report tho case
to hlB employers, who would have
been compelled to dismiss him.
Thereupon his German came back,
and ho replied fluently to all the
questions put to him. Ills wlfo had
been present during tho hearing ot
tho case, and was waiting for him lu
tho passage just outside tho court
room door. As Boon as ho appeared
sho bitterly reproached him for hav
ing given way, and to render her
arguments more forcible, soundly
boxed his ears. Sho then kicked nlui
with such vigor that ho had to rac
down tho corridor Into tho street' to
escape tho attentions ot his "patri
otic" better half. London Lender.
Novels Read by Statesmen.
Tho yearly bill for novels suppllofj
to tho library of tho French Chambei
of Deputies Is usually botween ?4,00C.
and I4.S0ft
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