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BEVOTEB TO NEWS, POLITICS, LITERATURE, AGRICULTURE ANB GENERAL PROGRESS—INBEPENBENT IN ALE THINGS,
YOL. X.
@3 OO a Year in Advance.
Arrival r Trains at recnes
lioro’ l>e|M>t.
DAY PASSENGER TRAIN.
From Atlanta, . . H ; 2 A. M.
From Augusta, . . 1:10 P. M.
NIGHT PASSENGER TRAIN.
From Atlanta • . . 3:33 A. M.
From Augusta, . . . 1:14 A. M.
May 29 “ 11. 11. KING, Agent.
Railroad Schedule.
Arrival and Departure of Trains.
Georgia Railroad.
Day Passenger Train.
Leave Augusta, 8.45, a. m.
Leave Atlanta, 7:00, a. m.
Arrive at Atlanta, 6:45, p. m.
Arrive at Augusta, 3:30, p. m.
Night Passenger Train.
Leave Augusta, 8:15, p. m.
Leave Atlanta, 10:30, p. m
Arrive at Atlanta, 6:25, a, in.
Arrive at Augusta, 8:15, a. m.
ACCOMMODATION TRAIN.
Leaves Atlanta, ' 5:00 p. m.
Leaves Stone Mountain, 6:45 a. nr
Arrives Atlanta, 8:00 a. m.
Arrives Stone Mountain, 6:15 p. m.
S. K. JOHNSON, Sup’t.
Western At Atlantic R R
AND ITS CONNECTIONS.
—“KENNESAW ROUTE.”—
The following Schedule takes effect May
23d, 1875:
NORTIIWART).
No 1. No 3. Noll.
Lv Atlanta, 4 20pm 7 OOara 330 pm
Ar Cartersville, 6 14pm 9 ‘22am 7 19pm
Ar Kingston, 0 42pm 9 GGain 8 21pm
Ar Dalton, 8 24pm 11 54am 11 18pm
Ar Chattanooga,lo 25pm 1 56pm
SOUTHWARD.
No 2. No 4. No 12.
1. Chattanooga, 4 00pm 5 00am
Ar Dalton, 5 41pm 7 Olnm 1 00am
Ar Kingston, 7 38pm 9 07am 4 19am
Ar Cartersville, 8 12pm 9 42am 5 18am
_Ar Atlanta, 10 15pm 12 00m 9 80am
Pullman Palace Cars run on Nos. T and
2, between New Orleans and Baltimore.
Pullman Palace Cars run on Nos. 1 and
8, bet ween Atlanta and Nashville.
Pullman Palace Cars run on Nos. 3 and
2, between Louisville and Atlanta.
®sgfNo change of cars between New
Orleans, Mobile, Montgomery, Atlanta and
Baltimore, and only one change to New
York. ■
Passengers leaving Atlanta at 4:10 pm,
arrive in New York the second afternoon
thereafter at 4:00 pm.
Excursion Tickets to the Virginia Springs
and various Summer Resorts will be on sale
in New Orleans, Mobile, Montgomery, Co
lumbus, Macon, Savannah, Augusta and
Atlanta,at greatly reduced rates Ist. of June.
Parties desiring a whole car through to
the Virginia Springs or to Baltimore,
should address the undersigned.
Parties contemplating traveling should
send for a copy of the Kennesaw Route Ga
zette, containing schedules, etc.
for Tickets via “ Kennesaw
Route.” . B. W. WRENN,
Gen'l Pass, and Ticket Agent, Atlanta, Ga
MASONIC.
San Nai-iiio Otilso. V> 8.
GREENESBORO', GA.
'Regular Meetings—First Wednesday
night of each month.
M. MABKWALTER, Sec’y.
Greeiirslioro' IE. 1. C'., \o. 3?
GREENESBORO', GA.
Regular meeting—Third Fiiday night of
each month. C. C. NORTON, Sec’y.
L'uioii Point liOtlgo, -Vo. 31MI.
UNION rOINT, Ga.,
Meets regularly the 2d and 4th Thursday
day evenings in each month.
W. O. MITCHELL, Sec’y.
Feb. 4, 1875—tf
4f~@~o &
Greene Lodge, \o. 11, 1 O OF.
GREENESBORO’, GA.,
Meets regularly every Monday night.
J. 11. GODKIN, N. G.
D. S. Holt, R S.
$ ¥§ t
Greeueiboroiigh Lodge, Vo.
320, Independent Order Good Templars,
meets at Odd Fellow’s Hall, on 2d and 4th
Friday night* in.oecli month.
J. HENRY WOOD, W. C.
G. VC. Mii.lek, Sec’y.
dJOffc P er day at home,
to Tcrmg f r ee. Ad
dress G. STINSON & Cos . Portland. Maine
Jan 21. 1875-ly -
She zhmih
BUSINESS CARDS,
JAMES B. PARK,
HTIE3 "5T
AND—
COUNSELOR AT LAV/,
GREENE SB OR O', - - - GA.
'TTTILL give prompt, attention to all bti
v V siness intrusted to his professional
care, in the Counties of Greene, Morgan,
Putnam, Baldwin, Hancock and Taliaferro.
OS^Olflce— With Hon. Philip R. Rob
inson. april 8,1875 —Oms
M. W. LEWIS )■ ■{ H. G. LEWIS.
Jff. W. Lewis & Son,
Attorneys at Law f
GREEXESBOItOIGn, - GA.
april 8, 1875-ly
Philip B. Robinson,
Attorney at Law,
GREENESBORO’. . . . GA.
yy ILL givo prompt attention to business
entrusted to his professional care.
Feh. 20, 1873—6 ms
Wm. H. Branch,
A TTORNE Y AT LA IV.
GUREAEiiinORO', GA.
I CONTINUES to give his undivided atten
' J tion to the practice of his Profession.
Returning thanks to his clients for their
encouragement in the past, he hopes by
Rose application to business to merit a con
tinuance of the same.
over Drug Store of Messrs. B.
Torbert & Cos.
Greenesboro’ Jan 10th 1874—1 y.
hTe7 w. pal ml it
Attorney at Law,
GKEEAGSBORO', - - - GA.
A LL business intrusted to him will rc-
JA. ceivc personal attention.
f.-r^OFFICK —(With Judge Heard,) in
the Conn-House, where .;j3 win be fi/md
daring-Business hours. ■
W. W. LUMPKIN.
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
I POINT, - - Ga
OFFERS his professional services to the
people of Greene and adjoining coun
ties, and hopes, by close attention to busi
siness to merit and receive a liberal share of
patronage. jan23 74—ly.
Medical Card.
Drs. GOBKIN & HOLT,
Having associated themselves in the
Practice of Medicine, respectfully tender
their services to the citizens of Gkeexes
bouo’ and surrounding country.
March 4, 1875—tf
Hr. Win. ‘ Morgan,
RESIDENT
DENTIST
GREENESBORO ’, GA.
feb. U_^ 74 1_
T. MARK WALTER,
Marble Works *
BROAD Street, AUGUSTA, Ga.
MARBLE Monumen s, Tomb-stonesi
Marble Mantles, and Furniture Mar
ble of all kinds, from the plainest to the
most elaborate, designed and furnished to
order at short notice. All work for the
country carefully boxed. n0v2,1871 —tf
CENTRAL HOTEL.
BY
ttrs. W . M. THOMAS,
AUGUSTA, Ga-
Jan. 21 —Ty.
.JEWELRY!
Y VriSIHNG to devote myself entirely to
t V the legitimate business of Clock
and Watch Repairing, from this date, I of
fer my entire Stock of Watches and Jewel
ry at cost, finding that it interferes too
much with the business I prefer.
M. MAKHWALTER.
Greenesboro’, Ga., Sept. 24, 1574-tf
FOR
Sale or llcut.
.A. fine farm containing (80) eighty
acres, (50 acres original forest), within two
miles of Greenesboro. Apply to
feblltf. W. M. WEAVER.
FOR SALE.
V Light two-horse CARRIAGE and
Harness—nil new.
T. V. POn.LAI V.
Greenesboro .Gn June 18— 1874, tf
GREENESBORO’, GA., THURSDAY, JUNE 24, 1875.
POET’S CORNER.
THE SOCK THAT BABY WORE.
Read before the Mississippi Press Convention
at Kosciusko , June 2 d, 1875, by Emmett
L. Ross, Editor of the Canton Mall.
Had I the gift that Homer had—could tune
my harp at will,
I’d bid my sluggish muse awake to charm
you with its trill.
Had I the power your speaker has, our
loved state’s gifted son,
I’d use them all in lavish store to tune a
harp unstrung.
Could I command the beauteous words
your Welcome ha o employed,
So kind, so fittingly expressed by lovely
Anna Boyd,
I’d bid my muse’s spirit write upon your
memory’s scroll
The gratitude that penetrates and stirs the
printer's soul.
But I have not such gifts as these; tho’
wishing all the while
For Inspiration’s mystic aid, tlieso moments
to beguile.
So I shall be content in this, to sing in
simple lines,
And ask indulgence for my lack of num
bers, figures, rhymes.
Before a crackling fire’s blaze a matron
drew her chair,
And turned the kettle from the crane that
sang its evening air,
Responsive to the good dame’s will, who
waited all alone
The sound of distant rolling wheels that
brought her husband home.
A moment more, the great yard gate
swung wide to John and team,
And soon his face popped in the door, with
happy smile agleam.
He drew his old wife to his heart, his bride
oi'long ago,
And kissed her cheeks of cherry red, her
brow si? f ; .ke the snow.
Forgetting Time had left its trace and made
its furrows there,
Nor knew that raven locks and curls had
turned to silver hair.
To him it was enough to know her heart
beat just as true
As it had done back forty years when first
they gan to woo.
He led her to her low-backed chair, and
drew his by her side,
And told her all tho news in town —the
latest death and bride.
How ’Squire Dyke, from “rheumatiz,”
had taken to his bed ;
How Dolly Dill had caught a beau, and
very soon would wed ;
How Sary Smith and Polly Green, and lots
of other ‘ wimin,”
Wore flaming feathers in their hats and
piled on ribbon “ trimmin.”
In fact, how all the girls put on their hi-fa
lu-tin ways,
And wore their dresses all hitched up with
patent straps and stnys.
Aod how their precious little cheeks were
smeared with paints and dyes,
And how they wore their hair all crimped,
or pulled down o’er their eyes.
And how they sang their opera tunes, and
banged piano keys
As if they owed the thing a grudge, and
wanted to appease
Their wrath, by pulling off its hair or
scratching out its eyes,
Until the “critter” fairly groaned beneath
a weight of signs.
And how the boys put on the swell, and
wore their nobby clothes,
But where they get their money from, Old
Harry only knows ;
And how they stand upon the streets and
twirl their little canes
And twist the down upon their lips with
most exquisite pains.
And how they talk of blooded stock, horses
and dogs in turn,
And how they mix their talk with drinks,
and all took sugar in their’n.
How times were tight and money scarce,
and growing worse each day ;
How many merchants had “bust up”
’cause people would not pay.
How meat had “riz” and cotton “fell,”
how taxes had grown bigger ;
How black the white folks all had got, liow
white had grown the r.igger,
And how the state was in a mess—its little
credit gone,
And how its bonds were scarcely worth the
paper printed on.
How Congressmen and Senators had all
learned how to steal;
How Grant had stocked the cards on us
and claimed the right to deal
To us such hands as he could beat, no
matter how we played,
Because he held for winning card a knave
who “ tvs’ll' t afraid.
In all this time the good old wife kept busy
as a bco
In getting for her dear old man his ikeal of
toast and tea;
And as he chatted, laughed and ate, she
drew beside her chair
A basket full of half-worn socks, and with
the tenderest care
Began the work of darning up each worn
out toe and heel,
Till John should finish out his ta A and eat
his evening meal.
This done, she set the things aright and
gave the fire a poke,
While he filled up his cornjeott pipe and
fixed himself to smoke.
Again she took the work in hand and
searched the basket o’er,
While he had fallen off to sleeu and now
began to snore. •
Among the pile of socks that lay about her
here and there,
She spied a tiny little one her *sby used to
wear.
Long years had passed since Ir.tft she saw
this precious little thing ;
It had not been on baby’s foot for thirty
years last spring.
But oh, the memories that it brought of
sadness and of joy ;
Oh, how it called up in her inirj her blue
eyed baby boy—
Tho toils, the pains, the anxious cares that
she had ’round him thrown
How watched him through bis boynood’s
years until a man he’d grown—
How her fond heart, his father’s, too, had
centered all in him —
llow kind, how gentle, in retina that boy
to them had been.
llow proud he looked that April morn in
eighteen sixty-one ;
They saw him with his gray suit on, with
knapsack and with gun.
They never saw him after that the day he
went away. jr
As long as country needs an avia, he said,
I mean to stay.
One day they got a letter from is Captain,
and it said,
Tn the fight before Atlanta ha was num
bered with tho dead,
s\.. \.— . i- - -ni j,;i)eiav*Ty(N; h”! laid
his form away,
With a score of other heroes from ranks of
blue and gray.
No useless coffin held liis form ; his blanket
was his shroud ;
The twinkling stars watched o’er his grave
from skies without, a cloud,
As if in joyous welcome to another spirit
born
Unto the glorious Prince of Peace from
battle’s smoke and storm.
And here the mother’s heart strings loosed
in bursts of sobs nn l cries
That drove the heavy slumbers from the old
man's drowsy eyes.
He crossed the room to where she sat and
knelt beside her chair,
Just as Iter boy had years ago to lisp his
evening prayer.
She told him of the little sock she'd found
upon the floor,
The many memories that it brought back
from the days of yore.
lie said to her, dear wife grieve not: Id
yonder far-off skies
There is a fountain at whose brink all pain
and sorrow dies ;
And high jipon a pearly throne Jehovah,
King of Kings,
Dispenses to the sons of men from out its
crystal springs
The healing drops in amplitude, while
angel voices fill
The gladsome air with songs of love:
Peace, troubled soul, be still.
He raised his face to gaze in hers. Her
eyes could ope no more,
While to her heart she pressed the sock,
the sock that baby wore.
Next day the friends and neighbors came
and bore her form away,
And laid it ’neath the churchyard mold—
gave back the clay to clay.
That night the old man had a dream: He
thought the angels came
And bore his old and shattered form up
into God’s don.ain ;
And as they passed the golden gates, there
on the pearly floor,
He saw the sock, tho little sock, the sock
that baby wore.
And just beyond, at Jesus’ feet, there stood
bis wife and child,
And joined their songs with seraph hosts,
while God and angels smiled.
Friends, thus it is that little things make
up of life the sum,
This little sock is but a type that into use
has come ;
Not that it is so much itself, but that it
bears a part
In this sad story I have told, this story of
the heart.
’Tis so with types that printers set; —as
single type they’re small,
But once in lines and paragraphs, at In
spiration's call,
They move a heart to smile; or tear -, and
point a moral where
All moral seemed but sentiment as hollow
as the air.
Yet, like the socks, the types get worn, and
like them thrown away ;
But then the good that they have done
should live with us alway.
So may the types that write our lives be
cherished all the more,
That their impreM may reach our hearts
like SOCK TTTAT BABY WOTlr,
JjgCELLUNEOITS.
[published bv request.]
Eulogy on the Dettlli of’ Rob
ert E. Martin,
BY JUDGE LUMPKIN.
Never, since attaining to man
hood, do I recollect to have been so
shocked by any death, as that of
Dr ROBERT E. MARTIN. It
was so sudden, so sad, without any
figure of speech, I can truly say,
that the mournful intelligence made
me sick at heart. Life has seemed
to me more cheerless ever since.—
Fourteen years ago, wo met as of
ficers of this Court, ho as Clerk, I
as Judge. That relation continu
ed until dissolved by death All
the other members of the Court
have changed, and I now alono re
main to lament the loss we have all
sustained.
llow many hours we have spent
together in talking over the trials
and troubles of this tribunal. No
similar institution in any other civ
ilized country in the world has eti
countered such unreasonable oppo
sition, such unmerited buffettings
But the time will come when the
truth will triumph. Our people
are not only just, but intelligent
and generous. In due season they
will, instead of seeking to destroy
an establishment, which even with
its defective organization, has done
so much to elevate the Judiciary of
the State abroad, and secure a just
and faithful administration of the
law at home, bend their best efforts
to perfect the system. This is like
the dictate of wisdom and enlight
ened patriotism. But how great a
loss shall we all suffer in the soul
cheering companionship of the de
ceased. Who shall relate for our
amusement, the stories of the good
old days of our fathers and moth
ers ? What wo 3 there peculiar to
that palmy period, that he did not
reanimate in his life-like pictures?
The old homestead, with its neat,
but plain furniture, its clean scour
ed pine tables and split-bottom
chairs. The whitewashed walls
with the little glass suspended, sur
mounted and surrounded with
Bachelors buttons, and the figured
towel of domestic manufacture,
hanging beneath the square bed
steads with burned posts and home
made cords, —the huge tan-trough
for the manufacturing leather ot
the hides of beeves killed for the
family, and out of which were made
the stitch-downs, welted or pegged
shoes, with shoe-thread from flax
spun upon the place, and the wax
made from resin from the neigh
boring pine. The dipped candles,
the clay baked pipe. Topics like
these were the never failing themes
of the Doctor’s discourse. And
there, amongst the few books upon
the tiny shelf underneath the glass,
in addition to the family Bible,
Dilwortb’s Arithmetic and Web
ster's spelling book, was that won
derful novel, "Charlotte Temple,”
the only work of fiction the Doctor
ever read. What a feast of soul he
always esteemed it What was
Bolwer’s last novel compared with
that? Who will forget the sensa
tion created at "Walker’s Meeting
House,” when the first placed stir
rups and panel painted Gig was
seen there ? llow one after anoth
er would steal in and whisper the
incredible news, until the congre
gation could nc longer be kept to
gether, and when it was finally de
cided, after much debate, that the
device in the panels of the Gig
must have been “stomped,” they
never could have been painted.
Dr. Martin may die, but his
boyish love for tho fair, fat widow
at the Camp Meeting, and the dis
cipline administered by his father
for its cure, the mourning worn
for his grandfather on the next
Sunday after his death, with crape
elaborately arranged on his straw
hat, barefooted and in his shirt
sleeves, thus manifesting such
signs of sorrow as drew tears from
the eyes of his aged grandmother.
Ilis fete of gallantly at “Cross
road Smith’s,” his toast at the din
ner given in honor of one of South
Carolina’s noblest sons, the houor
able William C. Preston, and which
he conned for a week before hand,
expecting to elicit the most un
bounded applause, on account of
the novelty of the sentiment,
“Principles not men.” His two
first and only law cases, his inter
view with General Jackson, at old
man Allison’s, tho history of the
surrender of the British Army at
“Little York” by the redoubtable
Eppy Robinson. These, and a
thousand other side-splitting anec
dotes will never be blotted from our
memory.
Farewell friend and comrade.—
We shall never occupy this seat
without feeling the absence of thy
familiar free. All who sought thy
place, bear testimony to thy worth.
Thy vacancy few can hope fully to
supply. Thou wert expecting long
life. God has seen fit, in a mo
ment to loose the silver cord. lie
cannot err. Wo bow submissively
to Ilis will.
Wouldn't Harry a Mechanic.
A young man commenced visiting a
young woman, and appeared to be well
pleased. One evening he called when
it was quite late, whicli led the youDg
lady to inquire where he had been.
“ I bad to work to-night.”
“ What, do you work for a living ?”
she inquired in astonishment.
“ Certainly,” replied the young man.
“ I am a mechanic.”
“ I dislike the name of a mechanic,”
and she turned up tier pretty noso.
This was the last time the young
man visited the young lady. 110 is
now a wealthy man, and has one of the
best women in the country for a wife.
The young lady who disliked the
name of a mechanic is now the wife of
a miserable fool—a regular vagrant
about grog-shops—and the soft, ver
dant, silly, miserable girl is obliged to
take in washing, in order to support
herself and children.
You dislike the name of mechanic,
eh? You whose brothers are but
well dressed loafers. We pity any girl
who is so verdaut, so soft, to think less
of a young man for being a mechanic
—ono of God’s noblemen —the most
dignified and honorable personago of
heaven’s creatures.
Beware, young ladies, bow you treat
young men who work for a living, for
you may one of these days be menial to
ono of them. Far better to discharge
the well-fed pauper with all his rings,
jewelry, brazenness aud pomposity, and
to take to your affection the callous
handed, industrious mechanic.
Thousands have bitterly repented
their folly who have turned their backs
on honest industry. A few years have
taught them a severe lesson.
—Phenia Epps, of Hamil ton, Ohio,
asked her mother to take a note for
her to a friend of the family living in a
near street. The note when opened
was found to read : “ This is a little
ruse of mine to get mother out of the
house. Before she can get back I will
be on the ears with dear Lorerizo, and
before night will be married.”
—A Texas steer, animated with Cin
cinnati whbky, visited a rolling mill in
that city a few days ago, and after nos
ing around a bit, concluded that a gi
gantic fly-wheel was the only thing
about the place worthy of his attention.
So he pranced into the fly-wheel, and
his owner says that if he can recover a
piece of one of his hornr. he will be
satisfied
HIT AND HUMOR.
—Why is a mouse like a load of
hay ? Because the cat’ll eat it.
—MitchleSs misery—having a cigar
and nothing (o light it with.
—While witnessing a game of base
ball out West a boy was struck on the
back of his head, the bawl coming out
of his mouth.
—Why is a stationer a very wicked
man ? Because he makes people steel
pens and then says they do write?.
—What did the spider do when TV
came out of the ark ? Ho took a fly
and went home.
—“The Swset Summer Laud of the
Soul,” is the title of a soog just pub
lished. Wonder if there are any mo
squito bars to the music.
—A boy who will yell like a tartar
if a drop of water gets on his shirt
band when his neck is being washed,
can crawl through a sewer after a ball,
and thin k nothing of it.
—A Green Bay couple walked fouj
miles on snowshoes to get married, and
it probably won’t be over a month be
fore he will tell her to split her own
wood if she wants any.
* ■—
—“ Idiot !” exclaimed a lady com
ing out of the theatre recently as a
gentleman accidentally stepped on her
trailing skirt. “ Which one of us ? ”
blandly responded (be g ’-'tlemaD.
—A good rhinosceros costs 85,600,
and unless there’s a great decline iu
the market most ot us must be satis
fied with a five dollar parlor mat having
a colored tiger stamped on it.
e -3>ii
—A Boston antiquarian says his
eighteen-year-old wife is very affection
ate. hut in ptizzies him ■-*-lar.sfcand
why she sTibuld insist daily on his get
ting his life insured.
—♦ Qw.
—lt ccst Great Britain two thou
sand dollars to make the Shah a Knight
of the Garter, but forty cents worth of
London gin made him so drunk that
he couldn’t staDd.
—A wealthy Philadelphian who
died recently, stipulated in bis
will that his nearest 1 relative should as
sassins (o the obituary editor of the
daily Ledger if he made any poetical
remarks on the subject.
llg O ggw *-
—“ From what you know of him,
would you believe him under oath V‘
“ That depends on circumstances. If
he was so much intoxicated that he did
not know what he was saying, I would;
if noL I wouldn’t.”
•
—A Baltimore young woman fkated
herself through the ice; but as the
water wis only four leet deep, and she
was live feet long, she stood up and in
formed a yotfng man what had hap
pened, and he' Courageously passed her
a board.
—The Columbia (Tenn.) Herald and
Mail fells of a negro man at that placfc
who weighs 22S pounds and wears a
No. 17 brogan. If that negro should
determine to make a tour of New Eng
land, Rhode Island would 2nd her only
safety in Crawling under a fifty gallon
sugar kettle.
i— ♦
—lt is now reported that Kingtown
is to have a newspaper. To run a pa
per profitably at that place, it wqjjld
require a man who could eat dried ap
ples for breakfast, drink warm water
for dinner, and swell up for supper.
No other sustenance would be afforded
him. —[Shenandoah Herald.
—“ May I leave a few tracts asked
a medical missionary of a lady who re
sponded to his knock. “Leave some
tracts 1 Certainly you may,” said she,
looking at him most benignly over her
specks. “ Leave them with your heels
towards the house, it you please. ’
vm • '€?'
—A gentleman who had been in
dulging the great North American
privilege of getting drunk, says he
wa3 holding to a lamp-post, and as soon
as he let go the post fell down. That’s
the last thing he remembers. The
truth is, this man has been “ bowed
under the penalties of genius.”
—A Minnesota judge, in pronounc
ing the death sentence, tenderly ob
serves : “If guilty, you richly de
serve the fate that awaits you; if inno
cent, it will be a gratification for you te
feel that you were hanged without such
a crime on your conscience ; in either
ease you will he delivered from a worh
of care.”
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