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VOL. VII.
The Man of No Consequence,
By Michael Gifford White.
ft N majestic gran¬
deur the great
steamship Pearl
m of the Orient cuts
¥ t her swift
1) way
through the
% smooth waters of
the BedSea. She
ffsp# r ^ is outward distin¬ bound
with a
guished company
of military offi¬
cers, Indian and
Colonial Government officials and
Eastern commercial powers on board.
Among the passengers there are
two governors, en route to their re¬
spective provinces, a general com¬
manding a district, and a brigadier
general, with their aids-de-camp and
other attaches. There is a bishop,
with his wife, daughter and chaplain.
Also an English peer on his way to
the Far East.
Then there are merchants, profes¬
sional men, and aggravating globe¬
trotters; until, as one looks over the
after rail of the promenade deck down
into the second class, one sees there
another little world, about which the
average saloon passenger knows and
care3 absolutely nothing.
True, tbe English peer, under tbe
guidance of the captain, did once pen¬
etrate those regions and returned, not
only expressing his high gratification
at all that he beheld there, but amazed
that there appeared to be so many re¬
spectable people among tbe passen¬
gers. His inspection, however, was
of too cursory a nature to form any
correct opinion of the real social
status existing in that division of the
ship. second it is the noisy
In the class
peojile who are most in evidence; for
there is no general commanding, no
governor nor bishop to snub them
down to a proper level. To use a
slangism of their own, the members
of a theatrical troop “run things gen¬
erally,” and the quieter people, there¬
fore," are obliged to seek the corners.
Thus it comes about that a young
American physician of quiet demeanor
is perhaps the person of least conse¬
quence in the ship. Indeed, he has
been voted rather a fool by the mem¬
bers of the theatrical troop, because
he does not evince the least disposi¬
tion to run counter to the regulations
—a pastime that on more than one oc¬
casion has brought them to serious
loggerheads with the officer on duty.
But, as a matter of fact, while he
takes their jokes in good humor, he
has other things to think of; for he
has only lately completed his course
at a university, and is possessed of
little more than sufficient means to
take him to the new colonies in the
Far East, where he hopes to find a
better professional outlook.
Six bells of the afternoon watch
have just struck on board tbe Pearl
of the Orient. The placid surface of
the sea glimmers with heat, The red
sandy hills of Arabia in the distance
appear as if they might roast some of
that coffee for which the land is fa¬
mous. The young man of no conse¬
quence looks across from the forecas¬
tle and notices a slight commotion on
the bridge. Tbe officer of the watch
is gazing intently through his colored
glasses at a dark object advancing
toward them. It is a two-masted
steamer with a white band around the
funnel.
The officer at once orders the quar¬
termaster on duty to bend on tbe
flags, thereby drawing the attention
of the passengers to the strange ves¬
sel also.
“A ship in sight, aye!” drawls the
aid-de-camp of the general officer to
the same general officer’s fascinating
■daughter—to whom, for public and
other reasons, he is unremitting in
his attentions. “A ship!”he exclaims,
rising lazily from his chair, and cross¬
ing over to the rail, where he sweeps
the horizon with his glasses, until he
bring them to bear upon the advanc¬
ing steamer.
“Ah, ha! It looks as if there was
something wrong on board. She is
making straight for us, and—Hullo!
Yes, by Jove. Her ensign is at half
mast, and upside down. Come and
take a look at her,”
At this news, delivered in a loud
voice, the passengers are quickly on
their feet. Books are flung aside,
flirtations interrupted. There is a gen¬
eral call for binoculars. All crowd the
bulwarks and watch with increasing
interest the approach of the stranger;
when, suddenly, a signal is run up to
her masthead that at once causes a
commotion on the bridge of the Pearl
of the Orient.
i Bells are run in the engine room,
and quartermasters dispatched upon
important errands. The officer gives
directions to hoist the answering pen¬
nant, for the message has read—
“Steamer Atta Mahomed Khan, from
Bombay to Piddah, with pilgrims.
We are in distress and need assist
ance. Cholera.”
■ Tbe great ship Pearl of the Orient
is at once slowed down, for she is
under the most perfect control, and
finally \here upon the glistening
‘To thine own seif be true,and it will follow, as night the day, thou cans’t not then be false to any man.”
IJNCOLNTON, GrA., THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 28, 1899.
“Perfectly,” the young man of no
consequence answers.
“And yon doubtless also fully
understand the danger of such a
course?”
“Yes. Quite.
“That yonder ship is no hospital
ward, and that you run an enormous
risk of your own life?”
“I do fully,"isthe simple response.
“I comprehend it all perfectly, cap¬
tain.”
“And you still desire to go?” -
“I do. Yes.”
The captain looks into the calm,
resolute face of the young physician
for a moment and then remarks:
“Upon my word, I think you are a
plucky young fellow, Dr. MacGregor,
to make the offer, and though I will
certai«|)y not urge you to it, yet upon
such an errand of humanity I dare not
refuse to comply with your request.
If you will wait here I will send for
the doctor of the ship to talk the mat¬
ter over with you.”
In g. few minutes the dapper little
ship’s doctor again appears upon the
bridge, when no time is lost in ex¬
plaining the situation and in making
the necessary arrangements for the
transfer of the young physician to the
cholera ship.
So the word is passed around that a
young doctor in the second class,
whom no one has ever heard of be¬
fore, has petitioned to be allowed to
forego hia passage and board the
cholera ship in an heroic attempt to
stamp out the plague at the certain
risk of his own life.
Everyone at once takes an interest
in him. All are anxious to catch a
glimpse of this new hero. Even the
members of the theatrical troupe, who
thought the quiet man such a fool,
are inclined to believe that his reserve
of manner must he the outward sign
of a different character.
It does not take long after the
quarter boat is lowered and brought
round to the gangway to place on
board such medicines and provisions
as the young doctor requires.
“Is all ready there?” the captain
calls out to the quartermaster, who is
keeping the boat alongside.
“All ready, sir,” is the response.
“Doctor,” he says, turning to the
young man, who is also ready to leave
the ship and offering his hand, ‘ ‘I sin¬
cerely hope you will pull through all
right.” doctor
“Thank you,” the young re¬
plies, “I hope so, too. I shall do
my best.”
A man of military bearing, with
iron-gray hair and bristling eyebrows
and mustache, thereupon steps for¬
ward. He is the general command¬
ing, and in uniform wears upon his
left breast the most coveted decoration
of the British soldier; for it is a cross
fashioned out ofjgun metal, and bears
the simple inscription—“For Valour.”
“Permit me to exsress on behalf of
the passengers,” he says, “our ad¬
miration of your conduct. I shall es¬
teem it, sir, an honor to shake hands
with you.” the hand of
The young man grasps
the general, bows somewhat nervously
round to the crowd about the gang¬
way, and then hurriedly passes down
over the side.
Once in the boat, without hesitating
for a moment, he shoves off. Thus,
with a few revolutions of the propeller,
the great ship Pearl of the Orient
leaves him to his fate.
As, however, he passes from out the
shadow, the young doctor turns, looks
up for a moment and waves his hand
in farewell; when, simultaneously, the
whole of the ship’s company on deck
and the passengers break out into
cheer upon cheer. Men wave their
caps and women their daintily em¬
broidered handkerchiefs.
“By Jove,” exclaims the aide-de
camp, “that is a brave fellow. He de
serves the Victoria Cross.”
From the deck of the Pearl of the
Orient they then watch the young doc¬
tor picked up the boat from the Atta
Mahomed Khan. They watch him
rowed to the latter ship and ascend to
her deck, swarming with cholera-in¬
fected ;Moslems; and then, after a
short time, they see the ensign hoisted
with the jack uppermost, and the sig¬
nal “All ;WeH” is broken from the
peak. speed ahead,” is the signal
“Full
then rung iu the engine room of the
Pearl of the Orient, and in a few min¬
utes the great ship is again proceeding
on her swift course down the Bed Sea.
Still, as long as the Atta Mahomed Khan
is in sight, glasses are kept constant¬
ly leveled at her.
“Do you see?” asks the general
officer’s daughter of the gallant young
aide-de-camp who is so often by her
side. “Dou you see? They are
throwing black things overboard from
the cholera ship into the water.”
“And—and what— what are those
two or three dark objects floating
there?” she as&s, drawing the young
officer’s attention to the disturbed
waters in the immediate wake of the
ship. like—look like—
“Why, they look
I say,” he breaks off. “Let us go
down into the saloon and practice for
the concert. It isn’t good to look at
that sort of thing. It makes one
morbid. ”
But somehow the concert that even
ing on board thi JJearl of the Orient
is naturally not much t-urJB cjy jgmeoess. |^Brd to the Thoughts ohol
era eler’a ship bero®|§§ ar/-_, V-M '•Xoard. fellow A trav
pa-
sea like some trim bird of the ocean,
in contrast to the other dark, ill
omened hull, also stopped, to leeward
about a mile distunt.
All are at onoe wide awake on board
tbe Pearl of the Orient. The captain
hurries up onto the bridge, and im¬
mediately summons the doctor from
the preparation of a nice little tea
which he purposes giving to a select
party of friends in his cabin. The
chief engineer is automatically awak-.
ened from a deep slumber by the
stopping of his beloved engines, and
the purser reluctantly leaves a round
of good stories in the smoking room,
as, among other things, the regula¬
tions depute to him the duty of pacify¬
ing the ladies at the first alarm of
danger.
“A cholera ship!” That is the news
which passes round from mouth to
mouth. “Ah, how terrible!”
Meanwhile the captain and the doc¬
tor engage in an earnest conversation,
for a boat bas been lowered from' the
Atta Mahomed Khan and makes quick
progress across the intervening space;
but on approaching the Pearl of the
Orient is warned not to come along¬
side and to keep well to leeward.
“What do you want from us?” is
the first hail from the bridge of tbe
Pearl of the Orient.
“We are fifteen days out from Bom¬
bay,” comes the reply across the
water. “We have had 200 cases of
cholera on board and 130 deaths. We
want fresh provisions, medicines and
a doctor. Both the captain and the
doctor of the ship are dead.”
All eyes are turned upward toward
the spruce little doctor of the Pearl of
the Orient—thus rudely summoned
from the preparation of his afternoon
tea to board that tank of death and
drive out one of the most relentless
destroyers to which humanity is a
prey.
In general he is most popular among
the passengers, having an extensive
repertoire of comic songs for the bi¬
weekly concerts and a good reputation
for being able to ebeer despondent
ladies out of the terrors of sea-sick¬
ness; but as the sort of man to take
the leading role in such a drama he is,
perhaps, not well fitted. Certainly, if
one could read his thoughts, that is
his own opinion.
“That boat, sir, must on no account
be permitted to come alongside,” he
promptly addresses the captain.
i £ Nothing further in the way of com¬
munication must be established. I
would be only too glad to go on board
and render my services, but tbe dan¬
ger of infection from my return would
be too serious.”
“Very well, doctor,” tbe captain re¬
plies with a note of sarcasm in his
voice. “I cannot, of course, force you
to that line of duty, and we must
therefore do as you suggest. We will
lower the port quarter boat for them
to pick up, and you will order what
you think necessary from the ship’s
stores to be placed in her.”
Thus the final order is given from
the bridge of the Pearl of the Orient
—to make ready to lower away the
port quarter boat and to hail the Atta
Mahomed Khan that a boat will be
lowered for them to pick up, with
medicines and supplies on board.
In tbe meantime a second-class
passenger has made his way up on to
the promenade deck, presumably to
obtain a better view of the cholera
ship. Such, at least, is evidently
the opinion of a somewhat officious
quartermaster, for he confronts him
with the information that only saloon
passengers are permitted there.
“I wish to speak to the captain,”
retorts the second-class passenger.
The quartermaster, imagining that
it is only to ask some trivial question,
replies in a rather peremptory man¬
ner that the captain is engaged; that
he cannot be interrupted.
To the quartermaster’s surprise,
however, the second-class passenger
brushes past, mounts the ladder
leading to the bridge, and without a
moment’s hesitation accosts the cap¬
tain on that—to the sailor—most sa¬
cred spot.
At first the captain does not seeln
to notice the presence of the intruder,
as he is engaged apparently in watoh
ing the preparations being made to
lower tbe quarter boat, and conse¬
quently pays no attention to what is
being said; but he finally is induced
to listen by the concluding refnark—
“With your permission, Captain May
bury, I desire therefore to be allowed
to go to the relief of that plague-in¬
fected ship.”
The captain turns about and looks
hard at the second-class passenger for
over a minute. He has no recollec¬
tion of ever seeing him before, and bo
he asks: “Did I hear you say you
are a physician?” degree
“Yes. I have a from the
University of Philadelphia. My name
is James McGregor. I have my pa¬
pers with me to satisfy the doctor of
the ship. I am a [passenger in the
second class.”
“Do you understand that you can¬
not return to this ship again?” the
captain asks. ___________________
thetic song, in fact, breaks up the en¬
tertainment.
On the morrow, however, the sun
rises _ to shine upon a new life. The
cholera ship, with her frightful cargo
of human misery, is forgotten. The
man of no consequence, who was
made the hero of an hour, again
sinks into oblivion; for once more
laughter and song and mirth reign
over all that gay, distinguished
throng on board the Pearl of the
Orient.—New York Press.
CICAR ENDS IN PARIS*
Syndicate Proposed For Those Wlic
Gather the Vile Things in the Streets*!
Every visitor to Paris has observed
the ragged individuals who perambu¬
late the boulevard and peer in among
the tables and chairs in front of the
cafes in search of cigar and cigarette
ends, which they deftly harpoon by
means of bent pins on tbe end of a
stick. The megottiers, as they are
called, are now trying to form a
mutual protection syndicate. Their
reason is that the police interfere with
them too much, considering they are
peaceable folk, and that the craft,
never a lucrative one, is thus ren¬
dered almost impossible. Such, it
appears, is especially the case in sum¬
mer, when tlie streets are clean and
the best customers of the megottiers
pick up their own tobacco. The fact
that this is the bad season probably
accounts for tbe present little agita¬
tion.
This singular trade occupies three
classes of persons—the picker, the
cleaner aud the salesman. Everybody
has seen the picker at work, and ob¬
served how he combines begging
therewith. In the evening the pick¬
ers meet at low wine shoj>s in the
Faubourg du Temple, where they find
the cleaners awaiting them. News¬
papers are spread on the tables, and
the cleaners set to work to undo the
cigars and cigarettes. Meanwhile the
pickers eat their bread and sausage,
and by spending three-halfpence on a
glass of wine obtain the right to sleep
in the establishment as best they can
until 2 o’clock in the morning. At
that hour the wine shops are closed.
But tjjey open again at 3, when both
pickers and cleaners enter, and by
taking another glass of wine each may
sleep till the morning. During this
interval of closing and opening the
tobacco, put up in packets, has been
handed over to the salesman, who dis¬
poses of it iu workmen’s quarters like
the Place Maubert as the men pass on
their way to work. The purchasers
consist chiefly of masons, who all
come from the country districts of
Limousin and Creuse, and are de¬
lighted to get a large packet of to¬
bacco for twopence. There exist,
moreover, real tobacco shop keepers
who purchase the vile stuff and mix it
with good tobacco, the profits derived
therefrom being naturally consider¬
able. This practice does not, how¬
ever, exist to any great extent.—Pall
Mall Gazette.
A Horge That Flayed Ball.
Two juvenile baseball teams have
been playing ball for the last two
months on a vacant lot near tbe stock
yards and adjoining an inclosure
where a milkman keeps bis horse
when not delivering milk, says the
Chicago News. The horse has
watched almost every game of ball
this season, keeping close to tbe
fence and noting the flue points of
the contest with evident appreciation.
In fact, the boys had come to regard
him with more than friendly interest,
and one team had even adopted him
as a mascot.
But the other day all this was
changed, when the horse saw his op¬
portunity and attempted to join the
game. The ball was accidentally
knocked into tbe horse’s playground
and he immediately began to put it
into play on his own hook, seizing it
with his teeth and tossing it in the
air, meanwhile jumping and cavort¬
ing around with the most intense en¬
thusiasm.
Two or three boys attempted
eral time to secure the hall, but the
horse charged aud chased them over
the fence each time, Finally
boys gave it up and stood
che animal. At length he
prancing and, abandoning tbe ball,
trotted into bis stable.
A Sudden Affair*
“It was her fault.”
The half unconscious woman
lay prostrated iu her husband’s arms,
and who, but a few moments before,
had succumbed to some
shock of which be was yet in
ance, pointed her hand iu the direc¬
tion of the kitchen.
“She did it,” she continued, faintly.
“Two months ago that girl came to
us, as you know, in utter ignorance
of the simplest household work.
ing that interval I have taught her,
little by little, day by day,
that she knows, until at last she
become tbe most accomplished
vant I ever had. And now-”
Her husband raised her gently,
while a look of mingled hatred and
venge stole over his face.
“Quick!” he muttered, hoarsely,
“What on earth does this ^mean?
What has she wdtan done to you ?ӣ
And couscLdgM the in his arms, regain
ing smiled peacefully
as she bas agreed to
stay.”—iu Life. ....
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FARM TOPICS
How Salt Helps TertU'ty- '
' TVhile the soda and ghlorine of salt
have no manural properties, there is
often a decided affect from using salt
ganic as topdreasing matter, for Only land that has small or¬
*•■*- very
amounts are used per acre, and thus
used the salt hastens decomposition,
and this sets free whatever carbonic
acid gas or ammonia the organic mat¬
ter contains. Salt is usually thought
of as a preservative. It is so when in
amounts large enough to pickle whftt
it is applied to. When carbonic acfd
gas is liberated, that acts as a solvent
on the inert potash and phosphate
that the soil contains, thus often serv¬
ing in place of those minerals at,much
less cost than if they were bought
and applied.
Pigpen Floors*
It is my experience that the only
floor that will last in the pigpen and
which is practical, is, one made oi
brick. Concrete and cement, and al
bo wood, excepting pitch pine,-will
wear through in spots in an incredi¬
bly short time. The pig’s hoof is
very sharp, and exposed places, as
near doorways and about the trough,
soon give way to constant treading.
Old outside brick that have been used
for building purposes are best, be¬
cause hard and very much cheaper to
buy and sometimes no expense only
the hauling. floor
The foundation for the brick
can be of coarse gravel, with an inch
of sharp sand on top, upon which the
brick can be placed. Let the portion
of the floor where the pig’s bed will
be remain some three inches higher
than the remainder of the floor, and
let the slant be toward the door, for
convenience in washing. When the
grade is just right, place the brick
flatwise on the sand, and when the
whole surface is covered it can be
made perfectly smooth and even with
a piece of plank and tamper. Pour
on grouting, sweeping it with a com¬
mon broom in all directions until
every crack is well filled,' then leave a
few days until dry, when it can be
used. Pitch pine, so far as I have
seen it used, is good material for pens
and horse stalls, because this class oi
animals will then not ordinarily biteil
through, although there may be in¬
veterate wood eaters that will attack
any material.—A. A. Southwick. in
New England Homestead.
A Derrick For Hay. w
The hay derrick for field stacking,
which is illustrated below, tlie is reported
by a ebrrespondent of National
Stockman as having worked satisfac¬
torily. Tbe frame can be bolted to¬
gether if the maker wishes to take it
down and put under shelter for use in
after years or spiked together if he
wishes to let it stand in the field. A
pulley is used at each end of the long
arm across the top. The pulleys can
be best attached to the arm by clevises
of suitable size. A third pulley is at¬
tached to one of the lower corners ol
the frame as most convenient when
the derrick is in position for stacking.
The base of tbe frame illustrated is
ten feet square, tea feet high and ten
feet square at the top. Thyee sidles
are cross-braced. The fourth side is
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A FIELD HAY DERRICK.
not, as it makes it more convenient to
take the pole down, The' pole is
twenty-five feet long, It should be
seven inches in diameter at base and
five in< hes at top. Across the run¬
ners at centdr use a piece of timber
two inches by twelve inches, ten feet
long, with two-inch hefe—or larger—
in center for tenon, cut at end of pole
to rest in, the shoulder around the
tenon resting on the timber. The
long arm is fifteen feet long, and the
correspondent thinks it should be two
feet longer. Short end is five and a
half feet long, long end, eleven and a
half feet.
K About three feet from the base of
the pole will be noticed a projecting
rod. This is one-inch iron about fool
feet long, fitting in an auger bole iD
the pole. This is used as a lever to
turn the arm around over the stook
when loaded. The high end of the
long arm as shown in the illustration
is about twenty-eight feet from the
ground. The frame must set close to
the butt of stack or rick, tbe bulge oi
the stack coming out against th«
tame. • ■ -
NO. 17.
STR ANCETOWNS OFT HE WORLD
One Ball* on the Ocean* Another on led
and Another Is Woosanleas*
The marine village of Tnpuselei, is
New Guinea, would take a lot of beat¬
ing on the score of singularity. Here
the houses are all supported on pile#
and stand right out in the ocean, some
considerable distance from the shorn
The object of this strange position is
to protect the inhabitants against sud¬
den attacks of the dreaded head-hunt
srs, who are always on the lookout for
victims. Other villages in this happy
iand are perched up in all hut inac-
2 essible trees, for the same weighty
reason.
Another curious place is a town
without a name on one of the arms of
Lake Huron. This consists of some
500 wooden huts. During the summer
these little dwellings axe hidden away
in a clearing on shore, and the town
contains not a single inhabitant. But
on the arrival of winter, when the lake
Is frozen over with a thick coating of
ice, the owners of the huts arrive and
proceed to move their houses out onto
the surface of the lake. The floor of
the huts Is taken up and a hole cut
through the ice. Through these holes
the residents fish, carrying on their
operations until the spring releases the
lake from its icy bonds, when this ex¬
traordinary town is once more broken
up, the shanties go back to their rest
ing place a/nd the fishermen scatter
over the country. This place even
boasts a .curing factory and a church,
not to mention several saloons—all on
the ice.
A.thos, a town situated ok a promon
tory on the coast of Macedonia, well
deserves the title of the most curious
town in the universe. The peninsula is
known as “The Mountain of the
Monks,” from the fact that a score or
so of monasteries are dotted abcat the
rough hillsides or the valleys. In these
establishments dwell a numerous body
yt ascetics, kind and hospitable to
wanderers, but full of superstition, and
believing in the doctrine o-f separation
to a. wonderful degree.
The actual town, as distinct from lfc*
monastic environs, is called Oaryes,
and supplies the simple wants of the
monks. Here are to be found streets
of shops, crowded bazars, flourishing
trades and all the bustle and energy
of a modern town. But one thing soon
strikes the visitor as strange. There
is not a female to be seen anywhere,
for the gentler sex is rigorously ban¬
ished from the place. Even the small
Turkish garrison, from the command¬
ant down to the privates, consists of
bachelors.
This extraordinary law is carried out
even among the domestic animals.
Only the wild birds evade it, and then,
only when free, for no female bird is
ever brought to table; the fowl one
has for dinner is sure to be a cockerel.
For this unparalleled state of affairs
there is only a legend to account. Al¬
though to our practical minds flimsy to
a degree, it is implicitly believed in by,
the inhabitants. It appears ’that in one
of the chief monasteries on the prom
entory there is a miraculous icon,
^hich is a picture or image sacred to
members of the Russo-Greek church.
This particular picture is a representa¬
tion of the Virgin and the legend says
that one day as the Empress Pulcheria,
who had liberally endowed the church,
as well as beautified and restored it,
engaged in her devotions, the Vir
gin spoke, asking what she, a woman,
was doing in the church. The pious
lady, no doubt amazed, did not reply,
whereupon the voice commanded her
to leave, saying that the feet of a
woman should never again tread the
floor. The empress, probably surprised
at the seeming ingratitude of the
speech, as well as awe-struck, left the
place, which no female has since en
tered. How the prohibition thus ar
bitrarily established came to compie
bend the length and breadth of the
promontory is not very clear, As a
residence for bashful bachelors we
should imagine Mho-s would be hard to
surpass.
GEORGIA RAILROAD.
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Connections.
For Information as to Bontes, Sohed*
j —ulea and Bates, Both—
Passenger and Freight
Write to either of the undersigned.
Yon will receive prompt reply MS
reliable information.
JOE. W. WHITE, A. G. JACKSON,
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Augusta, Ga.
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O. F. & P. A. G. A.
Atlanta. Athens.
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