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Conducted by MIm IUttis D. Clmike.
BALEM, FRIDAY, JULY 13, 1877.
OHRISTMA8BHAD0W8.
The needle haye dropped from the nerveless
hands,
As she watches the dying embers glow,
For oat from the broad old chimney place
Come ghostly shadow of " long itfci:"
Shadows that carry ber back airaln
To the time of her childhood's artless Joy;
8hadows that show her a tiny row
OfstooklnKS awaiting the Christinas toy;
Bbsdows that show her the hoes loved
Of many a URir-forotten friend;
And the ChrNtmif evti It is passing by,
While Past and Present in shadows blend.
Alone in the dear old homestead, now,
With only theshadows of Auld LangSyno,
The clock is ticking tho moments on,
While tho tears In her aged eycsbtlll sbino.
If only out from the silent world
The world or nhado ws which mock her so,
One might return to his vacant chair,
To sit with her In the flre-llght'8 glow I
If only was tbnt a whlto white hand
Thatswraed to beckon hpr.ontofthegloomt
Or wiw it tho ember's lust bright flash
That startlsd the shadows round tho room?
TbeChntui!iROVAhri paxgpd atlengtli;
A glorlou clsy frntn the night is born;
TheshsdowHftre iron from earth awsv,
And tho bolls aro ringing for CbrMmas
mom.
But, all I bv the broad old ohlmnnv place
Tim nngel of duv.h knMDt watnh nlnno,
Kor striliflit f the OhrUtoblld,- loving arm
A lutultigfplrit hatli gladly Howu,
Broad-Baking and Ghostly warnings.
It was In tho tlnys of our grandmoth
or, whon thoro wore brick ovons in
tho land, that Mr. Hubbard bought hid
houso-'-tno haunted houso of II ,
very much against his wife's will. I',
was n lonely house. It was near n
graveyard which, though long unused
was not very cheerful, and it had Ihe
reputation of a ghost. Howovor, Mr.
Hubbard did not bellovo in ghosts, was
too cheerful to bo depressed by warn
ings, and never intended to bo lonely.
Mothor Hubbard, ho said, when
his wifo shook hor head over tho pur
chase, "I got the houso cheap, and It's
a good ono. You'll llko It when you
get there. If you don't, why then
talk."
So tho houso wa bought, and Into it
tho Hubbard family moved. There
was scarcely a chnnco for a ghost to
show his faco in such a household of
boys and girls. Tho rosy-faced master
and hlsllulojwlfo hud ton of thorn. It
was In viow of tho eternal nry or
"mother," that tho Jolly husband had
dubbed his Martha Jane " Mother Hub
bard," using It In jest, nt first, and at
last because of an old habit. Hearing
It, tho rest of R fell into tho way of
calling htr Mother Hubbard, so that It
was more hor nttmu by far, than her
baptismal Martha Jane.
Having onco expostulated and 'spok
en out hor mind,' Mothor Hubbard
gavo up tho point. Sho scrubbed and
scoured, tacked down carpets and put
up curtains and owned tho place was
nruttw mid iw not utfhn4tnnrMMirpd forn
week, mado un her mind that -there
was no such Inhabitant, and ovon be
gan uot to mind tho tombstones. So
the houso was got to right nt last, and
baking (lav c.tino about. In tho press
of buslnoss thoy had hud a great deal
of baker's bread, and were tired of it.
Mrs. Hubbard had nover enjoyed set
ting a butch of bread to rise as sho did
iimr tvlitf.li wn4 to l eaten for the first
tlmo In tho now hoti-o. "For I can't
get up nn appetite Air ntuff that nobody
knows who has had tho making of,"
Raid Mothor Huhhtrd, "nnd all puITy
nnd nltimy besides." So Into tho ovon
wont tho bread, and out It camo at tho
proper time ovon nun nroivu unu nonu
tiful as lo.ivos could be.
Mothr Hublurd turned thorn up on
their sides as sho drew thorn forth, and
thoy stood In tho long bread tray, glor
ious proof of her skill and tho excel
lence of tho ovon, whon Tommy boun
ded In. Tommy w.w four, and at that
ago ouo Is prone to bollevo that any
thing will bear our weight. Tommy,
theref-re, anxious t lusp-et Ihe now
initio bread, swung himself off his feet
by cluU'hlng tho edgo or tho bread
tray, and over It came, loaves and Tom
my and all. Mother Hubbard flow to
tho rescue nnd picked up the loaves.
All woro dusted and in tho tray but
one. That lay bottom upwards under
tho table.
A bothering child to givo mo so
much trouble," sho said, as sho crawl
od under tho table. "Ah oh nh oh
dear dear dear oh my." And
there on tho floor sat Mothor Hubbard,
screaming, wringing her hand, anil
shaking her head. Tho children all
screamed In concert. Mr. Hubbard
rushed in from tbo gnrdon whero ho
was nt work. '
"What is tho matter, mother?" ho
gasped.
Mrs. Hubbard pointed to tho bottom
ef the loar lying in hor lap. "Look
there, and ask mo?" she said, it's a
warning William I am goln to be
taken from 'em all."
And, as Mr. Hubbard looked, he saw
en the loaf a 'death's head and cross
bones,' as plainly engraven as they pos
sibly conltl be.
" It's accident," said Mr. Hubbard.
"Buch queer cracks do come you know,
don't fret"
But Mother nubbard was In a trou
bled state of mind. "Tho stories
about the haunted house were true,"
she said, "and the spirits have marked
the loaf. I'm afraid It's a warning."
And the oaf was put aside, for even
Mr. Hubbard did not dare eat any of
Mrs Hubbard got over her fright at
last, but the news of the awfully mark
ed loaf spread through R . and peo
ple ouMto the Hub&mlB all thweelc.
lo look at It It was a death's head
awl craftvboBM, certainly j everyone
aw that at glaaae; but, as to Its
meaning, people differed. Some be
lieved that it was a warning of ap
proaching death; some that tho spirits
wanted to frighten tho Hubbards
away. This latter supposition inspired
Mrs. Hubbard with courage. Finally
she leaned to that belief, and when an
other baking day arrived, put her
loaves into the oven once more, pre
pared for cross-bones, and not to bo
frightened by them. The loaves baked
as before Thoy came out brown and
crusty. Mother Hubbard turned each
in her hands. There were no cross
bones visible; but on tho last were sun
dry characters or letters. What ! No
one could toll until there dropped in
for n chat a certain printer of tho
neighborhood, accustomed to reading
things backwards.
"Halloo ! " said he, " that's curious !
That is curious r-e-s-u-r-g-a-m resur
gam (I shall rise again): that's what's
on tho loaf resurgam."
"It's what thoy put on tho tombs,
ain't it?" asked Mother Hubbard,
rnlntly.
"Well, yes," said Mr. Hubbsrd; "but
it ain't so bad as cross-bones and skulls."
Mother Hubb-.trd shook her head.
"It's even solomncr," said the little
woman, who was not as good a linguist
as a broad maker. "I feel confluent,
William, that I shall soon bo ' resur
gamed;' and what will those dear
children do then?"
And now that tho second loaf was be
fore her eye", marked awfully as was
tho first, Mother Hubbard really grew
thin and pale and lost all of her cheer
fulness. " I have a presentiment, sho
said over aiid over again, " that tho
third baking will decidu who tho warn
ing points to. I hollnVb it's meant for
mo, and tlmo will show. Don't you
sco how thin I'm getting?" And al
though Mr. Hnbbard laughed, lie also
began to bo troubled.
The third baking day was ono of
gloom. Solemnly us to a funeral the
family assembled to ussist in tho draw
ing. FIvo loaves camo out marklcsa;
but ono romalned. Mother Hubbrd's
hand trembled, but sho drow it forth,
nnd laid It in tho tray; sho turned it
softly about. At last sho exposed tho
lower Burface. On it were letters prin
ted backwards: plain enough to read
this time, and arranged thus:
"Died, April 2nd.
Lamented by
Hor large family."
"It's mo," cried Mrs, Hubbard "I'm
to go to-morrow. This Is tho first. I
do feel fain!. Yes, I do. It's awful,
and so suddon," and Mother Hubbard
fainted awny in tho arms of tho most
terrified of husbands. Tho children
screamed, tho dog barked, the cat
mowed. Tho oldest bny ran for the
doctor. People flocked to tho house.
Tho loaf was examined. Yes. there
was Mother Hubbard's " warning,"
her call to quit this world.
wne lay in nor neu miming good nyo
to hor family and friends, her strength
going fast Sho read her Bible, and
tried not to grieve too much. Tho doc
tor shook his head. The clergyman
prayed with her: nobody doubted thnt
her end was at mind! for people were
very superstitious In.tfjoija.days. They
-had been up all night with good little
mother uuuonru, aim tiawn was orcuK
ing, and with It sho felt that sho must
go; whon clatter over tho road and up
to tho door came a horse, on tho horse
u man. Ho alighted. Ho rattled the
knocker. Ho rushed in. There was
no stopping him. Up stairs he went to
Mother Hubbard's room, and bolted
in. Every one stared at him. He took
oil his hut.
" Pardlng !" said lie, " I heord Miss
Hubbard was a dyin. Thatsho'd lied
warnln's on her hakiti's. 1 come over
to explain. You seo I was sexton o'
tho church here two years ago, nod I
know all about It. xou needn't die o'
skoerjuityot, MUs Hubbird, for tbeie
Is neither spirit nor devils about, nor
yet warnln's. What marks tho loaves
Is old Mrs. FInkle's tombstone. I took
it lor an ovon bottom, hoeln thar war
no survivors and bricks war dear. Tho
Inst folks before you didn't have 'em
printed oil" cos they made pan loavo.-,
out wo was used to 'em ourselves.
Cros'-bonos ami : skulls In the ginger
bread we didn't heed, nnd I never
though o' carlo' for tho rcMirgum. So
you see how it is, Miss Hubbard, nnd
I'm sorry you was skeured. Pd-orter
n mentioned it when I old the proper
ty." Nobody said a word. Tho minister
shut his hymn hook. The doctor walk
ok to tho window thero wan deathly
silence. Mothor Hubburd broke It.
" Father," she Mild, " tho Hr.st thing
you do. got a now bottom to that oven."
And the tone assured tho nssemhlngo
of friends that Mother Hubbard wasn't
going to die Just then. Indeed, sho
sat up tho very next day, and us soon
ns tho oven was rohottomed invited
everybody to a tea drinking, at which
no one. discovered awful warnings on
the bread, nor ghostly printings on tho
ginger-cake. ,
Votes from Colombia County, Oregon.
As the tourist along tho Columbia
river approaches Eaglo Cliff, W. T a
depresions in tho mountains on tho
opposite side of the river, in Oregon,
is noticed. There lies tho Clatskunie
Valley. Taking a sail boat, crossing
the river, passing through Columbia
Slough, and Beaver creek, tho mouth
of Clatskanlo river Is reached "then to
the right," row leisurely with the tide
and enjoy the cool sea breeze. The
roses line the hanks on either side, and
cast their shadows lu tbo dark green
colored waters beneath, while; the
grand old ceders and firs add beauty to
the sceac On our left waves the wild
gramaa of the Prairie. This land Is
subject to Dual overflows, but good
bay eaa be cat aad cured for stock.
WILJLAMETTE FARMER.
Nine miles from Eagle Cliff, and wo
land in the Valley. The first farm we
find is owned by E. (i. Bryant who has
lived here over 20 yeura- Acres of land
are in cultivation, hay fields, good wa
ter, good pastures; no better claim can
be found for a dairy. Here we see nn
orchard growing, apples, pears, plums
and good soil for all kinds of grain, and
vegetables.
Tho steamer Gazelle Is at tho lumber
yard and on reaching- there find E. S.
und 0. J. Bryant have thousands of
feet of lumber from their saw mill
ready to transfer to the steamer. Here
we find the finest cedar lumber In tho
State, planed and ready for use. They
employ a number of men nnd tho Ga
zelle makes semi-monthly trips, enrry
fng freight nnd passengers. Leaving
tho river wo pass through O. J. Bryants
farm, past his garden and orchard to
A. Barr's claim. A beautiful field of
wheat and near by a field of timothy
and clover, attracts the admiration.
Hero wo see nn old logging camp, but
from tho looks of the fine fir timber
somebody is going to coin money -from
the saloof these enormous trees. There
Is a substantial barn (with u mountain
stream near by which furnishes water
for the stock,) in sight of the hills. Wo
stop nt this hopItablo hou?o to rest,
and aro soon served with a tip-top good
dinner cherries are ripe, and we arc
Invited to partake. Apple, peach,
plum, cherry, and different kinds or
fruit trees abound. A span of horses
and a cultivator aro making great im
provomeuts In that field, while the
garden shows that a hoe has been used
to good advantage on tho weeds. The
soil is moist and every plunts looks
fresh und greon, although thero bus
been no rain forsotnetimo. We saunter
along in tho shado of the majestic firs,
and leafy 'moss-grown maples till wo
find tho Barr school house, by tho side
or a quite little mountain stream. We
quench our thirst, and call otl tho school.
Good order prevails and till seem satis
fied with their kind teacher. Miss C. A.
English ' of this county. A song in
which all Join tho teacher, nnd tho
children go over tho hill to Beaver and
down tho Clatskunie. Wo find tho
com'siny of tho school mnrm pleasant,
and Mrs. L. Barr's Is boon reached.
Her sons Win. und James tako care of
this place, 320 acres some of which Is
under good cultivation. They have
grain, grasses, vegetables, and plenty
of all kinds of good fruit, while thero is
is timber enough to make a poor man
rich. Thoy have a small mllLwhiuh-rnws-luttfbe'rr"lnVosiies,
grinds eider
&ote. Yon can spend hours in looking
about this place and feel it is good to
bo hero. Across tho Clatskanlo from
here, Is u good flouring mill owned by
Geo. B.trr. Wo retrace our steps down
and across tho river to tho farm of our
old friend Hon. E. W. Conyr-, now
post master at this place. Wo jwss
through a lino orchard and meadow to
his house, and find Mm at homo distri
buting tho weokly mull. Such a quan
tity of letters and miscellaneous mat
ter! and wo see tho Wimmmktk Fau
MKit there too. Thero Is a fine (iehl of
potatoes growing near tho garden and
It reminds me of what a man onco told
me: "thoy can't mho anything down
thero but potatoes and salmon," From
the looks of tho cauliflower, cabbage,
turnips and In fact all kinds of vegeta
bles and m"lom growing near, I think
that man was an Indian. The Clatska
nlo school houso is in view, and tho
trustees think themselves very fortun
ate In having secured tho services of
Miss Mary Eaton, of rorost Grove, ns
teacher for tho summer. Over twenty
five scholars are In regular attendance.
Aoro aro held tho religious sorvlces of
the M. E. Church; Ituv. J. S. Mnthewn
Pastor. Also a union Sunday School
II. B. Tingle Supt. C. C. Lee, ust.
Grange no. 182, hold regular monthly
meetings, W. II. Conyers. W. M. His
claim Ih near and we find him hoeing
corn. See some of those celebrated
Irish Cap potutoor growing, nnd look
around to seo souo little folks turning
rocks, and catching little mountain
trout In the brook that flows past the
house. Such flno fields of clover und
timothy I no wonder bees swarm aud
mako such clear uweet honney. Fine
fir, ulder, maple, nub, huzel every
where. But we must rest ns wo are
admonished to bo moderate in entlng,
drinking and I would not wish to tire
you nil with this, my first description
of tho Clatskanlo Valloy. 0.
Work. Tho man who has nothing tp
do is the roost miserable of beings. No
matter how much wealth a man posses,
he can neither be contented nor happy
without occupation. We ara born to
labor, aad the world Is 'our vineyard.
We can find a field for, unefaJnw
almost May where. In bectpatkm,- we
forgstt r care, Mr worldly trials aad
our sorrows. It keeps us from con
stantly worrying over aad brooding
over what is inevitable. If we have
eneugh for ourselves, wo can labor for
tho good of others; and such a task Is
one of the most delightful duties a
worthy rood man can possibly enrago
.in.
Friendly Critloitm.
Ed. Home Chicle: Are not the cor
respondents of your department, somo
of them, rather overdoing tho matter
when thoy say so much of "woman's
rights" and novel-rending? Before
writing on anything, tho writer should
thoroughly understand the subject,
and deal with It clearly nnd concisely.
" What girls shall read," has become
exceeding trite. Every young lady's
life, character, and taste, breatbo of
tho atmosphere of home. If girls are
brought up under tiio influenco of
pious, cultivated, nnd refined parouta,
they will unconsciously form noblo
characters, acquire a pure literary tasto,
and grow up cultivated wornpu nnd or
naments to society.
Your Ohio correspondent' would ra
ther go to tho polls with his " wife and
other good-looking females," than
with tho " sterner lords of creation."
Mr. S -, in his speech at tho Pioneer
picnic, desired to hear some of the
"females" speak; but, although both
Mrs. Minto and Mrs. Duniway made
very Interesting littlo speeches, they
never once returned tho compliment ('.';
by referring to tho gentlemen as
" males." Mrs. Minto and Mrs. Duni
way aro ladies, and no modest woman
likos to bo cnllod by a term that Is ap
plicable to any animal of tho feminine
gender, as welt us to women. Gentle
men, If you use the word " female,"
let it bo as a term of scorn and reproach,
and apply It to womon whom you do
not respect, but not In speaking of your
wives, mothers, sisters, or friends.
Many use the term not understanding-
ly, but Ignorance is not bliss in this In
stance, nt least to ladies.
In tho communications to the Homo
Circle, of late, thero has appeared a
tendency to speak of mon us tyrants
and ovorboarlng creatures. Women
must not forgot that tho duties nnd
cares of II fo full us heavily upon their
husbands ivs themselves. No truo man
likes to sco his wife overburdened, and
will try to relievo hor as much as pos
sible. Does ho not caro for you? Re
member, ho cared enough to se
lect you from out tho great circle of
womanhood to walk with him through
life, and promised to love and cherish
you. Huyu you kQpt your vows any
better 'thuh ho? After all, mon aro, to
somo extent, what their wives muke
them. It makes n great difference in n
man's success In life if ho has a wife
who Is kind, helpful and sympathizing.
God made women as helps moot for
men as their companions and counts.
Lot us, llko "Gertrude," glvo men
credit for doing the best they can.
In regard to such nomine dea plumes
as "Jennie Squash," "Elizuboth Pars
ley," "Susan Juno Cauliflower," "Com
Jlmptonwecd," and 'Johnny Jumpup:'
Do you think they aro mon refined
und modest than "Mrs. M.," "Jesse
G. D.," "Oertrudo,", "Uose," and
others? In a Into number of tho St.
Louis Journal of Agriculture, ono
correspondent, speaking of another,
says: "Nadlne Norwood, what a pretty
name you have! " A pretty, rhythmi
cal name, uot a lackadaisical one, leaves
a very pluuMint Imprcnloii, while, after
reading an interesting article, If wo
And u slgnnturo entirely at variance
with tho sentiment expressed In the
communication, wo read It with a dis
appointed feullng". Of course, anything
like letters from "AuntHopsy" Is
more trifcctlvti whon tho numo nnd
sentiment nro couched in tho same old
f.i'ihloucd style. 11,
What Qirls Should Rcad
' E. Home Chicle: I differ with
Jenny Squash In regard to tho number
of books that a girl should read. A
girl's library should contain all kinds
of good books. Knowledge Is what wo
want. In.regard to wearing corsets: I
think It a good thing for ladles to wear,
if worn loosely it will make them
straight. I do not bellovo in the feet
being Incased in tight shoes. It will
do for ladies that sit in the parlor, for
they havo nothing to do. As for myself
I will wear loose elides. All sensible
girls would dress their feit comfortubly
If they have to work as I do, standing
all day doing houe work, and occa
slonally taking the mattock and helping
my father grub. How do you like that
for a trlrl only fourteen years old?
People cannot wear tight gloves, shoes
or dresses and do work; 1 should like
to hear from sisters Cauliflower, Pars
ley aad beanpole, tbay appear to have
tiken a. back seat
Maooik Mouktai 8PROVT.
JeJterson, Or.
A Girl's library.
Dear, Ed. There has been for some
time an argument in regard to "what
girls shall read." I am n girl, and I
read everything I desire. I would bo
much displeased if I wore not allowed
that privilege. I do not agree with.
Miss Jenny in regard to a girl's library.
I think It should contain more than
three books. I know those books sho
mentioned nro necessary In a girls li
brary, but others should bo ndded to it,.
a girl should read everything boys
read. Miss Jenny says "train a girl's
waist by the corset." Tho corset will
spoil any girl's form if worn tightly.
If worn looso enough to feel pleasaiiiv. it
is not so injurious. Wo know that.
lacing will mako us slim, but it throws
us out or shape. It makes our shoul
ders too largo, nnd it throws our hips
into a queer shape. It presses our
lungs and makes them small, Thero-
aro about 7,(100 pores to an inch square.
Just think or pressing nil or those littlo
pores with a corset. It ruins our hcnlth
forovor. I mil afraid Miss Jknny's ad
vico will cause somo of our rosy-cheeked
girls to bo placed in an enrl gravo.
It would bo a wise act if corsets woro
thrown away.
llEUIX'CA VANDEUl'OOU
Prineville, Or.
BREVITIES.
IT wo nro sufficiently watchful mer
our own conduct, wo shall havo no tlmo
to find fault with the conduct of others.
v Steadfastness Is a noblo quality; but
unguided by knowledge or Humility, it
becomes rashness.
"Whore nro you going?" asked Jack
of nn acquaintance. "To seo a friend."'
"Well, I'll go with you, for I noversaw
ono yet."
Say nothing respecting yourself,,
either good, bad, or indifferent noth
ing good, tor mat is vanity; nothing
bad. for that is affectation: nothlnu- In
different, for that is silly.
Mrs, Boss, who has been lecturing on
"Our Girls," in Boston, holds that tho
truo mission of woman is love and
marriage. The girls think so, too.
MIVIJI irV I 7IIUUin) IIIUMI 11111 1TIIV
Cur8uetli it; but it followeth nt tho
eels of him who would fly from It. If
thou contest It without merit thou
shall never attain unto it. If thou do-t-orvest
It, though thou hide thyself it
3lftt Ittrn ii a It fw lttt Units Itlst-t titlrv
win novor rorsako tneo.
Old Mrs. Slmplelgh read thnt it cost
$50,000 to move "Cleopatra's noodle"
from Egypt to London, and now sho
would llko to know ntiout how much It
would cost to move Cleopatra's sewing
machine tho same dUtanue.
CHOICE RECIPES.
Nici: Cjikap PunniNC One miart
of milk; four tiihh'.-poonfols of flour;
four eggs; six tablospoonfuls of suirar;
nutmeg. Steam three-fourths of an
hour.
Ai'l'M Pi im. Take nice tart apples,.,
Spitzonhurg uro best, although Pippins
Greenings und Unlets are excellent.
Slice them; (111 the under crust an Inch
thick; sprinkle water over them; mid a
sM)onfuI or two of water; cover with u
thin crust, and bake three-fourtlisofan
hour in a moderate oven.
Picicm:ii C. nn Adi:. Select solid
head-, sllcu flno, very jfm put in ajar,
then cover with hnlliiur wtterj'wnen
cold drain oil' tho water and season with
sliced horse radish, , equal parts of
black aud red ih'Iuht. cinnamon and
clovos whole; cover with stromr vine
gar. This is, handy, always reutiy,unu
good.
Sm:ki'INi II i nth. Sleeping with
tho mouth open hould uot make tho
throat sore. Past a broad elastic baud
from the uiiterior portion of the l.iwor
jaw over top of head, and mako it sulll-
clontly tight to Keep tlio ttiolli eMnou;
if tho clioloratoof putnts (.'J)oiie,(!ram
to three ounces of water, three or four
times daily.
SORTS SALEM STORE
W. L. WADE,
1 T TDK URinC STOKR. MAS JUST KKCKrV
rV ed stall strortiutLtof
Greneral Merchandiie,
Dry Goods.
Groceries,
Booti l ShOtMs,
Hardware,
Clothing;
UciUstdfurUieCltrDdCoaiitrrTrftd. Boufclss
SmVSdwU bo Mll .t SHALL A WtOKTr. M
jttMwbo SILL AT COST. taTOooto dtllmul to
HIT MTt Ol UlO CltT frt Ul ClAIgt. liUWt
Farms and Land lor Sale.
OPFEIt KOIt H tLE ONK FAHM, 3'itt ACItlS.
w.i arrra III r.llflvit till. Iflrt ll Of' IllfU. tlllU Wl OU
I
iiv iv-uit lllii rit. i' a .4 "D. '."'?. t'KS'J.0
City. Al-o. Uut nou mtc -i jjiaiij unu,
ouie of Itie bt slK' "'" tiwvcr tiuui i-il m U
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