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'^t^.¥-^ ** I; H lived tii 'a 1 little cottage at fcrixtofi, sttttated in a lane behind the broad highway, At that tittle there were Ihree of us; Beecroft, Mavifterj Mary fi6cci'of-t f his wife; antl i, Amos, their sen, Brljctoii then was not what Mrixton is how; there was more country '"' „_ 11*1.1,, nnrl ti-noa tllOUEn about, more Aelds and trees, though Hln'ci of habitation tl.o bottom of the e are pretty bits to be found there mlav if vou search for them. The old ottage stands there still, mellowed by ee and prettier by contrast with its newer fellows that have grown round bout it; but Beecroft, Mariner's, ( . h ecry "Yo, heave, ho!" is no longer heard within or Without Us walls. For , sufficient reason: ho rests in another • •. . .,,_,,-,. jjj s bones lie at Atlantic. But I, \mos~BeVcroft, live there at this day, surrounded by memorials of Beocroft, Mariner's, love. Now, if you want me to describe our cottage, and to describe it brlelly, 1 can do BO in ono word: Shells. It seemct 1 10 be built almost entirely of shells they met you whichever way yoi turne* whichever, way you looked Mxmt the mantelpiece, on the walls in the center of the ceiling (from whicl sometimes ono would drop down with a bang), ill frames, under glass shades and skirting my mother's work-bo?, and the looking-glass in her bedroom. Even the tiny plot of ground in front of our cottage—the little plot of garden that was cut off from the footpath by green wooden palings and a green wooden gate—even that was decorated with them. The sheila that met your <ive' in qyery corner of the cottage hau lic'en'gathered north, aouth, oast, and west of the globe; and, s6 that there west, of the globe; and, so that there mere suggestion of my father's death. In a certain Way ho had his Wish, hough the pattern of his grave was dif- ereflt, and his coffin a inore spacious he than was meant in his expression, ie died When 1 Was 7 years of age. On a dark night, during a sudden and 'aging storm, while helping to reef the maintopgallant sail, he lost his hold, and slipped into the grave of the At- aiitlc. As the wild waves received and closed over him, blotting him out of the workl forever and ever, perhaps a vision tfttne upon him of his Wife and child in their little cottage at Brlxton, brightened by the mementos of his love; and perhaps, in the midst of his brief agony, it brought a spark of comfort to him. I was ;i sailor before my father's death, and the manner of his death did not frighten me. It was a proper sailor's death, 1 thought in my childish way, and I was proud of my father for dying it, and proud of myself for being such a sailor's son. Sometimes of a night, when I was abed, I would put a shell to my ear, and, with my eyes closed, I would see my father floating down to the bottom of the sea, where he would lie with a cheery and smiling face, amoijg beautiful sea-weed and coral and snells of pearl. I never in these fancies saw him with any but n cheerful and smiling face. Really, I had been a sailor in my heart from my cradle upward. I do not know whether this camo from innate love or from education; but I do know that, whether I was bred or born to it, 1 loved the sen with a deep and passionate love. Never have I forgotten the llrst time I saw it. It stretched before me calm and vast, and over the water line in the distance lay the wonders which I should one day see. They were hidden from me now, but the time would come. I was silqnt from joy. That is he world, thought I—my world, should bo no mistake as to whoso resilience it was, "Beecroft, Mariner," \vus woven outside in shells from various uhores, directly above the low window which looked into our little front parlor. It may be well understood, therefore, that Beecroft, Mariner's, cottage was pretty well known round about. It ' served, indeed, as a kind of landmark in the neighborhood, and my father, as I understand, was looked upon as a character. Not by any means as an objectionable character, for everybody liad a smile for him, for the simple reason, I expect, that he himself had a smile and a good word for everybody. It was my greatest delight, as a youngster, to walk by his side through the Urixtqn streets, with my little hand in his big one/and to imitate liis walk, the roll of his body, and the very expression ou his face, to let ihe people know that I was Beecroft, Mariner's, son. His shells were my delight as a lioy; and on some of the few evenings in tho year he spent at home with us he would take mo between his'knees and tell mo stories of the sen In connection with these pets of his. "You, see, my son," he said—he always addressed mo thus, and occasionally my mother took after him—"you see, my sou, when I an.', away your mother can't help but think of me. And why? Because of these shells. She puts one of 'em to her ear, and she says, 'Now I'm on the sea with Bee- «roft, Mariner, the father of my boy,' She follows me about to different ]ilaces; !: that!s-ho,w it is. And shells •have different • voices. They tell you almost everything about the sea you'd like to know. Listen to this," and' he put a shell to my ear, "Can't you hear a storm brewing? 'And here's the wind howling through a pitch-black night; and hero's n mermaid singing; and Tiero's the, soft flapping of the sails as we lay becalmed, praying for a breeze; and here—shut your eyes, my son— here we are surrounded by great white ghosts—Icebergs, my son, with sea- voices all about us." I liaened in a kind of rapture to such utterances as these, and saw and heard in the shells all that my father described with rough and eloquent tongue. If he could have found and brought homo a shell large enough for us all to live in, I believe ho would liave been tho happfest man alivo. Sitting at home with us one evening, which I shall live and be a sailor, like my father. I regarded the land as of the very smallest consequence; it occupied but an insignificant position in the universe according to my reckoning. gate, te. 1 tad fitf idea whd he ^as. iviag sees Mm ia fciW* nis»- Mis ehaddw fftilifig across fny Path caused »e td Ifloft dawn updft hlffii I could do that; 1 Was tailef thftfi he. A thi&, inquisitive face was that tae6 of ills, with" (jyes that Were btighf, but had ho softhess lh them. #6 cbuld ndt have been a&amed o! his,face, for it was perfectly smoth and hairless. Mine, on the contrary, had plenty of hair upon it. "Good evening, neighbor," said he. that was a claim to a kinship ifl friendliness. "Good evening," said 1, scarcely looking at him. "A fine evening," Was his nefct observation. it. happened not to be a fltte evening; and I remarked that he talked like a barber, tto accepted my correction good humoredly. "Not being a sailor," said he, "I don't know the signs of the Weather as well as you." "You know when It rains, 1 suppose," I said, with a wave of my hand, for n slight mist was falling. "Ah, yes, indeed," he replied, in a tone of surprise, looking up as though he were only now aware of the falling mist. "You have been a long time away." I had been absent on a long voyage, and had been home but a few days. I nodded, "Yes, a long time," and would have left him,, but that he seemed to have something,more he wished to say. "You have been to Africa, I hear?" "Yes, to Africa, and other coasts." "I've read," said he, "that gold is dug up there by the savages." "That's so." "And feathers, worth their weight in gold?" "I don't know about their value. Feathers are got there." • "And pearls in other places, and coral?" "That's so." "And you've been to those places." "Ay." His bright eyes that had no softness in them gleamed still more brightly and eagerly, but still it was in a hesitating tone—as though he were suspicious I should take advantage of him—that he continued his questioning:' "Have you got any?" asked he. "Any what?" "Feathers and bits of coral and that like." I laughed at him. I've enough to do," said I, "without bothering my head about such things. BABE CURRENT SAVINGS AND dOlNOS ON THE A tribute to the Memory tit the tttto i>ave tout*—A. O. SpnttHrtST GflMfr* btonittltceut; Khd f elU <>t the When Aiifoa Vra* greatest tMneldir in America Thia goes only Ad far as fieidlBiII *f hef8 aft tothef in Besides, they're out of my reach." CHAPTER II. T is not to be won- acred at that I had such ideas, for my inclination for the was fostered and encouraged in every conceivable way. I was the sailor pet of the neighborhood, and from the time 1 remembered myself I was alvyays dressed sailor fashion. I haven't the slightest doubt, judging from the impressions I gathered, that the children in the neighborhood regarded me as something particularly marvelous, and that no high-admiral, how- over fine and grand his cocked hat and sword and gold laced clothes might be, would have held a higher position in their estimation than young Amos Beecroft. I could "Out of your roach!" ho repeated. "Ay. It takes money to buy them." Ho chuckled, and rubbed his hands. "And you've no money?" "Not more than I know what to do with. Have you?" At this question of mine ho gave his body such a remarkable screw, that it appeared to me as though all in ono moment ho was buttoning himself up from top to toe. "I've got a little," said he, with a slow twisting of his fingers, "and I'm fond of turning it over—turning it over." ,. "Well," said I, with another laugh, "turn it over." "In trade, I moan. I'd like to buy some of them pearls and feathers and- coral." "Easily enough done if you're so flush of money. Go out there." "I can't spare the time. Couldn't Hltft the Brooklyn team v.-as in Baltimore recently the members of the team, accompanied by President Byrne and Managei' Barnie, visited the grave of the late manager, Mr. Da* vid Li Foutz, at London Park. The team was accompanied by the members of Mr. Fouta' family, consisting of his mother, Mrs. Miriam C. Foutz, and his brothers and sisters. At the grave Mr. By me made an address, in which he eulogized the life of Mr. Foutz, and said he had known him for a long time as a quiet, honest and conscientious man, and one of the greatest ball players the country has produced. During the delivery of the address the players and the family stood around the, grave With bowed heads, after which each of the players placed: a v bouquet of roses upon the grave, completely covering it. In speaking of the affair afterward Mr. Byrne said: "Our visit to the grave of Dave Foutz was an impressive one, and had ah elevating effect on the minds of the players. During the informal services there were tears in the eyes of many of the men, the simplicity of the ceremonies and the evident regard that the Brooklyn club had for its employes appealing to their better natures. We had twenty bouquets, all different in color and design, and each of us placed one upon the grave. Afterward Mrs. Foutz. the venerable mother of the deceased, thanked us and the Brooklyn club for the respect shown to her son, and said that she would never forgot it. : The players later spoke of similar services at the resting places of Hub Collins and Darby O'Brien, and expressed the sentiment that the Brooklyn club never forgot an employe who had served the club. That tiight Mr. Barnie and myself visited the Baltimore-lodge of Elks', of which, by the''way, Mr. Barnic was at one time exalted ruler, and inspected a handsome set of resolutions presented to that body by the Brooklyn lodge as a mark of appreciation for its participation in the funeral of Da,ve B'outz. These resolutions, which are handsomely framed.were presented last week." This was altogether a most appropriate and impressive tribute to the memory of a good man, and reemphasizes the fact that the Brooklyn club is the one League organization that never forgets its worthy friends t.nd employes. «rs that wh§ft baitttig, basii fftflhlfti afid ttih gettifaS affe considered overshadow tilt eefcter fielder ol tiie Slmofcy City fcrew. As faf as catchlftg a, ball is concerned Brodifc has alt the others beat. "Me catt dtf fttfll-8 With a bail than atiy player 1 evef saw," said Oefa- flie Lyons yesterday. '"Talk about eii> Mia work. This SfOdife has Jbuttlap beat a block. Nb matter how high or long you hit a fly Brodle can gauge it ahd 'scoop* it up on the short bound. OEMS &iaft is tatty jtttta ft .flK. ,.^-Ji. * V* but 00(1 Is Just; fittA tibngft frern Any fly ball that he has time to settle under he can Jet go over his head and catch on his backs Taking flies with his hand twisted and his back to the ball, like Dutinie used to do, is his lohg suit, tie never attempts anything fancy In a game. lie is too much lit earnest to make a 'grand stand' play out of a catch that he can get both hands on. In practice before the game when he is feeling well is the time to see Walter do his fancy Work. Walter Is a crank on No. 13. Instead'of bad luck he thinks it is a mascot number. He'll take locker 13, and ho would sleep In No. 13 if any of the hotels had a room with thcl nunibor on it." f ruth ifi ft pIllAf . v ., ufihotdeih ths u I fiifref8e.- i -Wi MnenV j Truth is a tnlglity ihBtaifflittlt *£&*« »»•>? goevfcf hafid ffiay wield it.—Hw« *«j f|3 daifd, t /Iv^T Kegltgeftee Is the tust oi liwsaul tBrtrt^ x corrodes thiwigh all her b«sS. feieltt* .'$ ttons.— V eithath". • ', „.. t" the sublimity of Krfsdoto-IS td d&;\J those things living which afl ttf MVtl desired when dyihg.—Jereaiy f aylarV ' •>'. M«n must decide what they *Ul fiat •' do, alid then ihefc are able td ad tfittf \ visor m what they might to dd.—Mefi* titis. '' *,y. Nothing is defiled to Well directed ra* ", bor, and espetiaily true IB it that Ing is to be attained Wlthdllt it.- Stalker. merit of any kind wilt be die- , covered, and nothing can depreciate it Porker Xot.M Spring Dr. Hnrley Parker, a pitcher who i; claimed by Manage*' Charles A. Comiskey, of the St. Paul team of the >Veatt ern League, made quite a, reputatio'i for himself during the latter part of last season by helping the Minneapolis but a man's e-srhibiting It Chesterfield. Knowledge is not gained without study, health Is not secured without care, good habits are not formed with* out watchf ulnoss — -Lockhart. IOWA CHRISTIAN Tito not have been more than G lie uald, half in jest, half in earnest, "I should like to bo buried in a shell coffin, in a grave lined with shells." Now, it was a circumstance to bo superstitiously remembered in after 'lays, that, as be uttered these words Iu tUo little parlor at Brlxton, a shell fell frpni tbo celling an4 graced his years of ago when I found myself standing on the outskirts of a crowd of people gathered together in a street near that in which 1 lived. How I came there I do not know; but there I was, a spectator of the scene. It was a violent crowd, and loud and angry words were being used, The people were gathered about an open street door, and from what I could understand with my childish mind, a family were being turned out of their house in consequence of owing some money which they were unable to pay. Their furniture had been seized and sold, and they were being bundled into the streets, The sympathies of the crowd were with them, as is invariably the case on such occasions, crowds being always composed of poor people; and oaths and threats were flung at the man to whom the money was owing, and who had in this way enforced his claim. I heard liis name. It was Druce. Presently the crowd divided, and by some means I was in the center of it, standing by the two men who played the principal parts. The face of one of these men was white and pinched and livid, as though with fear and malice; tho face of the other \Yfls convulsed with passion, and blood was trickling down it. Instinotively, child as 1 was I knew which was tho wronged man ' and which the wronger, aiul their faces became indelibly stamped upon my memory. The name of the wronger, also, would never have been fn.^nttfin hv me. even If in afterdays I "Ph, my dear! 1 cried my • mother, starting in a flutter. Mariner, wiped the blood h}8 hand with a, amile, but ini» mediately afterward gazed at the de- %qwftt shell with un air which, im- J'Ued that H had 'been guilty pf a breach f* **ty, and ought to be condemned al Mr.° tlio mother ii wj< dear!' 8 cried «iy ; ''Uo\v cu,n you s§y gush ., h«t t 'should mce to be buried Juet such a grave," he said, with Bersis,tQ.ftcip. '"^e Btust bo buried forgotten by me, even had not cause to remember it. l home, in terror of it and him told the story to my mother with tears . Druce was a monoy.lender in our neighborhood. When ho died, his soi inherited his business. The name was over his pftlce, and I never saw U in my boyish days without its brin*- »g before me the faces of tw« men, oue whito and Uvid, the other con^ vulwd with bitter passion an wHh ckin down., it, and I In- ran and you.bring homo some?" "I'll tell you what I could bring home." "Yes, yes; what?" "What do you say to a mermaid?" "A mermaid!" he cried, excitedly. "It would do to exhibit. Can you get one?" CIQ BB POXTIVDBI). t MUSICIANS' WHIMS, Most of Thorn Arc Dnft About Soinc TlilngH. I am tickled to know that Wagner w.aa an exact and expensive dresser, and that Beethoven was a sloven with an old coat and slippers trodden down at tho heels, says the Contemporary Review. It interests me to hear that Paganini always carried a shirt in his fiddle case because he sweated so profusely over bis solos that he had to change between his parts if he played twice. I even care to learn that Mendelssohn was a perfect child about pastry, which he could never resist and which ho always ate (especially cherry pie) and which always disagreed with him, that Schumann injured his third finger by tying It back to his wrist with a string because he hoped to make it more supple—it Bended, how*.over, in his almost loping the use of it; that Bulow got up in the night to play over passages which he thought he was likely to play inaccurately at his prodigious recitals. When Thral- berg was at the height of his fame he wouldn't even carry an umbrella for four of it cramping the muscles of his hand; Malibran loved nothing go much as romping with Mocbeles' children on the floor; Paganini was so stingy that he would stand up under shelter in the rain and keep a whole opera house full waiting sooner than call a cab. Prof. Ela told nie he found under the that he "Hack- wore AVhon Aimoa WUH Young. A. G. Spalding lapsed Into a, reminiscent mood tho other day and described hi's first meeting with Anson. He Bald: "It was tho last year that I played with Rockford. Our team took a trip out in Iowa, Among other guinea we riad two arranged with tho club at Mar- Bhalltown, Iowa. Well, the Anson family were the athletic men of the town, The father and the two boys, Adrairi and his brother, owned it, in tact. I can remember how we lined up in the game. Anson, a big, rawboned, loose- iointed fellow, was playing second, and his father in center. One of my first recollections of the captain was seeing him at a time when one of our men lined a hit over center. Young Anson was yelling: "Go it, dad, got that ball; and his dad was shagging the best he oould, but he couldn't connect. I remember I hit the old gentleman with a ball, It was entlroiy.,accidental. Hei didn't say anything 'tl»ei"flvBt time, but when I touched him' up the second lima in the same spot he walked out toward. me and asked; 'Young man, did you do that a purpose?' Of course I assured him that I had not. He scared mo so that I kept tho ball away from tho plate after that for fear of reaching him again. The Iowa men lost lota of money on the games. We won both by big scores. The Rockford boys liked the game that young Ansou put up. He wag fast and showed it, After I DR. HARLEY PARKER. team to win tho championship of the Western League, and afterwards in defeating the Indianapolis nine for the Free Press Cup by winning two of the three games he participated in. Parker was born on June 14, 1872, in New York City, but learned to play ball at Chicago, 111., going to that city at an early age. Ho played with several teams of tho Chicago City League, and gained some local renown before he began playing ball professionally by accepting an engagement with • the Grand Rapids club, of tho Westoru. League, in 1804. Mnturocl 1'luycrg Uimblo to Change. "I can't quite agree with that suggestion of Duke Farrcll's to ball players who lose their arms," observed Al Maul. "Farrell believes that an in- fieldcr whose arm fails him can practicing with his other arm a certain length of .time, develop the knack o£ throwing, and within a few mouths will have taught hlu now throwing wing bkill enough to play the outfield. This has been tried by players repeatedly, but they never succeeded in mastering tho knack. A player 'could develop a new throwing arm if he began early enough In his life, say at tho age of 1« or 17. But after manhood has set in and the bones and muscles have developed it is almost impossible to cultivate throwing with the loft when the right ia played out. When Larry Corcoran's pitching arm wae failing him he began to practice left handed pitching, and showed the patience of Job while attempting to domesticate, the loft v/lng. Ho practiced long enough to got pretty fair command of the ball, but he couldn't pitch the curves, and when his working arm played out entirely ho gave up pitching by the advice of bis phyal'cian, who laughed at his attempts to cultivate speed and bender? in his loft wing,"—Washington Post. llurltiiBttm Kouto IB the Oflletal Knuto To tbo San Francisco Convention. The Iowa C. 13. Hpeoial train loaves Omaha at (5 p. in. AVednosdoy, June 80. Vhroiigh tourist sleepers. Htopovers at Denver, Colorado Springs, Mnnitou ami Salt L&ke City. Eudeavorers and their friends who take this train are guaranteed a comfortable journey, flue scenery (by daylight) mid first-class equipment. Lowest rates over known: *32.BO Omaha to Suu Francisco. f22,BO San Francisco to O.naliD. . Correspondingly reduced rates from points in Iowa. > ' < Berths reserved anil descriptive matter mailed on request. Write to A. D. Kinzer, Lyons, la,, or J. Fraiiote, OenlI'ass'r Agt., Wttrllngton lloute, Omaha, Neb. Too «»oo<l to Bo True. First Gadfly—Whore are you going with that satchel, Uortha! Second Gadfly—Don't, stop mo, Maudo. I've just heard that a tailless calf has ueeu born in Ponn-ylvanm. / Tlioro U a. Clam of 1'cople Who arc injured by tho use of coffee, llecently there has been placed In all the grocery stores a new preparation called GRAIN-O made of pure grains, that takes tho places of coffee. The most delicate stomach receives it without distress, and but lew can tell it from coffee. It does not cost over }£ as much. Children may driuk it with great benefit. 15 cts. and 25 cts. per package. Try it. Ask for GEAIN-0. Michigan contains 4,545 lakes and abont RO.OOO streams, aiid is regarded as a paradise for anglers Ocean and Ball. Toko tho Big Four Route and picturesque Chesapeake and Ohio Ry. Tbo popular line to tho mountain resorts in the Blue Riago and Alleghanios and the seashore; tho Ocean Route to Now York and Boston via Old Point Comfort and Fortress Monroe. Send for tourist rates and. descriptive pamphlets. U. L. TUHITT, N. W. P. A.. C. & O. Big Four Route, !fl4 Clark St., Chicago The strike of convicts in a California prison for better rations should not \w classed as a walkout. Don't Tobacco Spit uad SmoVo Your l,lf« Atray. To quit tobacco easily and forever, be magnetic, full of life, nerve aud vigor, take No- To-Bac, the wonder-worker that makes weak men sti ong. All druggists, 50q or $1. Curo guaranteed. Booklet and sample free; aoa,- Sterling Remedy Co., Chicago or New York. A doctor says that half the deafness prevalent at tho present time is due to tho habit of boxing children's ears. ITaU'8 Catarrh Curo Is tukeu internally. Price, 75c. Denmark has tho greatest amount to the- inhabitant in the savings banks, being about i'DO each. _ CJOO'H C'ouurn Balaam j U the oldoia anU host. It will break up a cold nii Cbun anything clae. . It IB nlwaya reliable. Tty It. The bones or tombs iu more than 300 giants have been found in different parts of Europe, _ ___ , No-To-Bao for Fifty Cents, Guaranteed tobncoo hubi( cure, makes woaU wen , blood pure, , 5Uo, $1, All d.*yi|{uli.ts. / blood trickling down., hated the ono a»d him one day crouching Arcade in Regent street gave this artless explanation ney coaches," he said, "i» ^oi BO expensive!" and this wfcep he doubled the prices at tbe opeya, J where he played and \yas rolling money, Wj»K<y Br«d>e» the «e?e»frie wewUep SK*V m 7W» »J aev ^ l S « ft! f e ^ ..7m, mv hand OU Ml' iHft? jn, fteutuoUy travelers say $ ii CAPT. ANSON TO-PAY, left Rockford Anson came played with them. and fie is. a great ;ith- ni'Ale«r'» Hard J'-uck, '"Umpires seemed to have it in for mo," said Jimmy.McAleer, the fast center flelder of the Clevelands the other day. "I have been fined several times when I did not know what I was fined for. 'Hank' O'Day onco took money away from me and I never knew what It was for. Ho umpired a game in Cleveland and a few days later In Washington I received notice from President Young that he had fined me $75. 1 did not say a word to him during the game. Either he didn't JiJte the way I combed my hair or he got j me mixed v/ith some one else. Or per? I haps he fined me because I room with «.lack O'Connor. I have been rooming with Jack for live years, and that IB the only thins that '1 can figure that he had against me."—Cincinnati Enquirer, The Bright Youngster—Mamma, Jf I am good, will I go to heaven? Mi*mam-~Ye8, deur. The Bright Youngster—How'l I get back? What you need is something to cure you, Get Dr. Kay'B Renovator. See od, A young man in Boston has trained ft tnoiiKey to rldo a bicycle, The twm aw fofi of deaths from .' = Failure lete, Be used to outplay anybody at billiards in tho early days of the league. J remember once our crowd lost considerable money backing another ball player against him at the game. Ho can eboot a. g|in, too. J ttnnly believe that it Aw» W to leave the lopm, jthe 9&an.ge yrouid be so noticaable in the playing th$t t^ere would bp an Ju- gtsat fcQwJ fqy b,}B fetura, J him to do something with that hia this year," Any Eddie Burke's best bat last season a 15 cent affair. lie batted above .300 with it, During a g^ipe ia git. there \yas ft vow at the and a floUeeinnu c}ubb,od one of ihe qffonders, pu the, Date's bat, Two. Ojys died, flUVtefi tUve\v the gage w top U Tim.esrS.tav Of the heart foils to act when a man cUes/ foil « Heart Fa&we," wjsMt ni*w ; times out of ten is cau$e| by Uffe Aci4 in the Wood which the Kteys ft$ to wnove, sw4 which corrodes ths hsart «ntil it bswraw vw»i?k- to Us funct|o,rg, H^h Offis?r? in rtiany citfes very \ \ '£. rapefly yrfj^ to acsspt t*Hs^ Faft»,. •; * 4 up for tU.ewi 1.B tUe ne«t mm, Swyttje ,-%^fp^'^e^ |ft ^^"^ fl " w » ! •' . " T '« -•'," '.i. l o • - , N >"'.

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