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THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 1, 1M2 THE SPRINGFIELD NEWS PAPE TWO________ ______________________________ M arriag e Lleeneee Issued LIONS CLUB GETS NEW T he county clerk during the STREET SIGN THIS W _-K past week haa granted m arring» THE SPRINGFIELD NEWS Published Beery Thursday at 8prlngf1eld, Lane County, Oregon, by THE WILLAMETTE PRESS H. B. MAXE. V. Editor KuUtred mi »«cond clan m atter. F ebruary 24. ltO X at the poatofftce* Springfield. Oregon PEUX RIESENBERG M A IL S U B S C R IP T IO N R A T E One Y ear In Advance ___ 11.76 T hree Months ..................... - 75c Single Copy ------------------------- 6c Six Months ______________ *1.0«* County o ffic ia l Newspaper T H U R S D A Y , S K F T K M B E K 1. MWÏ THE COAST BRIDGES To build five bridges on the Oregon Coast highway without cost to the state automobile license or gas tax fund aud at the same time provide employment tor several hun dred men was the thought of the Lane County Chamber of Commerce when it petitioned the highway commission to borrow from the Reconstruction Finance Corporation. As nine-tenths of the traffic on this $13,000,000 highway is from without the state it was believed that by charging tolls these bridges would be sell-liquidated in ten years with money largely from without the state from motorists who enjoy traveling over this highway. Ultimately the state plans to build these five bridges and load the cost on the already overburdened automobile owners of Oregon. There is no denying this point aud the pianB are to build these structures just as soon as the funds can be squeezed out of them—the Waldport bridge in 1333. The Lane County Chamber of Commerce thought that it would be good business lor the state to take advantage of this cheap money to build the bridges, help the unemployed, relieve the automobile fund, hasten lower license fees, do away with expensive terries, aud delayed traffic. The Chamber reasoned that no motorist in his right mind would shun the Coast highway, the most scenic and some of the costliest road in the world, simply because he was asked to pay an extra dollar on the cost of the bridges. If he did, well then, there are two other paved highways leading through Oregon in the same direction, he would come anyway and we would collect his gas tax money. The question is now raised that perhaps the tolls would not liquidate the bridges. Of course no one can answer this question until it is tried. It is reasonable to think tolls based on the traffic this year and prospects for increase when times gel better would be sufficient. But suppose it was found that they would not finance the bridges, the state would be exactly in the same place if it turned in on the loan the $250,000 free ferry cost on the fund which is now a total loss. The bridges would still cost the state nothing as compared with now. There are toll bridges that are not successful, but none of them are served by $13,000,- 000 highways. Also it is reasoned that the coast people would want the tolls taken off before ten years elapsed, perhaps they would but we could deny them that privilege until the state could afford to take over the bridges, and besides their leaders and Coast highway association are ready to pledge themselves to the ten year loan. Without discounting the wonderful coast country we must face the fact and pres ent conditions. In the first place that neither local traffic nor present development of resources justified the building of this $13,000,000 highway. It is said that the entire as sessed valuation of Western Lane county from the top of the coast range to the ocean would not pay for the section of the Oregon Coast highway in this county. This is true in gon in the future. Then why, you say, was this road built? There were three reasons: A tourist highway mostly for people without the state, a military highway, and to develop Western Ore gon in future. A proposition to bond the counties to secure the loan is not well taken. In the first place it is a state road and the state is under obligations to build the bridges the same as it did the Rogue river bridge— without county aid. The counties have more than they can do to build and maintain strictly county roads without bonding themselves for toll bridges for the state to operate—something they would have no control over but hold the sack on payment when their local traffic would use it very limited. Then too, the counties think these bridges should be built of wood and not cost anything like the $3,000,000 estimate. People do not hesitate to pay a dollar or so to get into a national park and we think the Coast highway “has it over” any national park in the country. Let’s build the bridges. As a business venture the toll plan is better than further burdening our own automobile owners. This is one of mighty few projects it is reasonable to think we can build “without cost to the taxpayers.” " - ■ < ............- As a $7,000 a year purchasing agent William Einzig is an imposition upon the state. His conduct around the state house where he cusses out employees at will and makes disparaging remarks about his superiors is surely uncalled ior. He is a poor man to hold the job which is not worth $7,000 a year to begin with. Whether he can still remain Governor Meier’s “pet” when at outs with the treasurer and secretary of state remains to be seen. -------------- ♦-------------- <~Kc FAMILY / DOCTOR JOHN JOSEPH GAINES WO OUR QUEST FOR TRUTH How many times we have pounced upon supposed truths— only to find out, after more exhaustive study and experiment—that we were wrong! For instance: I have preached for years that, the pipe- smoker may bring himself a lip-cancer by long frequent massage with a pipe-stem. Now, a careful thinker observes that tobacco has little influence in causing cancer; in other words, any other sort of stick would cause cancer of the lip Just as quickly, used in the same way. No, mama. I'm not trying to encourage the use of tobacco; I'm just telling Grand-dad not to chew any sort of stick as a habit. It is known that an exposed corset-stay may bring to light a cancer of the breast. No tobacco about that, but it is a villian, just the same. And, a fine medical writer tells us that blood-pressure is not permanently made worse by tea or coffee or even salt. That more folks die from lack of chlorides than from excess of them. That the intelligent use of these things never does harm. Another thing we learn: If indisposed, go at once to your family physician; don’t seek him as a last resort, but as a very first and best aid in trouble. It will pay you. We know now that meats are not “deadly poison” to the human organism. To be a "vegetarian” is to be a fad d ist- and, all faddists are skating on thin Ice. Nevertheless a finicky, evanescent public will do as It pleases, with my full consent. One of my own very satisfactory conclusions is, good common horse sense is a qualification to be proud of. v GUARDS . , . th e ir assignment W h erever Ih r president of the United States (toes, secret ervtee men accompany him. W hen the president's car leaves the W h ite House grounds h alf a dozen guards on motorcycles go ahead to clear the way tor It. He Is never more than a few feet away from an a rm ed secret service man, except when he is inside the W h ite House or at bi private camp on the Rapidan river. W hen M r. Hoover went to the openins of a new spectacle in Washington last week, the chief | of the W h ite House secret service corps, w ith a staff of men. pre ceded him by h alt a hour and made a thorough search of the building to see that all workmen were out and that nobody but those on a list vouched fo r by the management was in the building w hile the presi dent was there. Those precautions may sound un necessary In a dem ocracy, but W ashington does not forget that three of its presidents have died at the hands of assassins. I am perhaps the only man liv in g who was present at the assassination of two presidents. As a small boy in W ashington I was In the old B a lti more and Potomac railroad station when President G arfield was shot, and as a newspaper man In Buffalo I was at the T em ple of Music of the Pan-Am erican Exposition when M ajo r M cK in ley was shot. • • • G R U B ...............Cal Spencer way The women of B erkshire county Massachusetts, are getting to be about the best cooks I know of any where. And that Is a ll on account of my neighbor. Cal Spencer. A fte r Cal's w ife died, a couple of years ago, he went into the kitchen him self and made such good bread ! and pies and doughnuts that his daughter encouraged him to show them at the W est Stockbridge Grange Pair. Cal did, and he w alk ed off w ith firs t prize in five or six classes. T his year he is going to send samples of his culinary products to the B erkshire county fa ir at Great Barrington, and the farm women of I the county are determ ined not to let him get away w ith any blue rib bons. As a result. B erkshire coun ty farm ers are getting a chance to , sample some of the best pies and I doughnuts a man ever put a tooth , in. • • • S M O K E R S . . . . lose last sanctum One effect of the emancipation ot women has been to leave m ere man w ith very few places to go where be can enjoy the society of his own sex w ithout fem inin e invasion. The saloon used to be such a re fuge, but they tell me th a t the speakeasies, in the big cities, at least, have as many women patrons as men. T hey s till don't let women into Masonic and other lodges, but most of the railroads are finding it , impossible to keep them out of the smoking cars. I traveled from New- York to W ashington a short tim e ago and found that the so-called ''club car,” form erly an exclusive male sanctum, had put in a lot of fancy sofas and doodads for the benefit of women smokers. I see that the Santa Pe railroad has put on a special smoker for wo men. I f the girls w ant to smoke, they ought to have a place for it where they wouldn't get In the men’s way. • • • F IG U R E .......................man, oh man I suppose everybody realizes that the figu re of the average Am erican man is not in the least like that of the ancient Greek gods, whose statutes have been preserved from antiquity. But it was something of a shock to me to see the spindle- shanked. pot-bellied piaster model in the Am erican Museum of N a tu r al H isto ry which represents the average young Am erican male of today. Museum officials took the aver age measurements of 100.000 Am er ican soldiers on th eir return from the W o rld w ar and have a figure which, probably, exactly represents the typical A m erican man of tw enty-three or tw enty-four. Prom an a rtistic point of view , he is noth ing p retty to look at. H e carries too much stomach and not enough legs to harm onize w ith the classical Ideal of masculine beauty. Perhaps, in antoher ten thousand years our a rtis tic standards w ill have changed. Perhaps, too, a fte r ten thousand years of mechanical locomotion, we won't need any legs at all. • • • A M A Z IN G ..............O lym pic receipts The most amazing statem ent I have seen In print In years Is that the Olym pic Game« com m ittee has enough money on hand from admis sion receipts to pay back the m il lion dollars which the state of C ali fornia lent in 1927 to finance the preparations for the great intern a tional athletic tournament. I do not rem em ber ever having heard of a state or a government getting back any money th a t It had lent. And what makes It the more amazing is that there were 800,000 paid admissions to the Olympic First Installment was going to school- -perhaps to v light. "D ili yu g ilt' The driver readied school in the city— the monumental (or his whip. Johnny slipped lucid W arm mist, tilled with vague form», city shrouded in the fog . ver the load 01 paper. "Out an' tai A large ornam ental sign fur I he R p iin g ile iil I,Iona cliih win com pleted ami hong during ill • I list week-end over the entrance In the t om limn I I I H a ll where the d u ll holds Its regular meeting». The sign was made under the direction uf N ell 1‘nllgrd. J W Anderson, anti F II t'lanery. It cun lata of a large metal disk with large lion head* In iiatu rai color nil each aide and w ith lliv wording Spi nigfielii above and cluh below In gold loaf letters. llceuaea to the following Jamea S m ltli. Amea. Iowa, and W llle lta Moore. Eugene; W a lle r Dyer and Meda O lbo ro ng h. both of Junetlon t'lty ; Clarence D rake and M argaret Cog. both of Eugene Euselila Let ua alt * nearer the mualc. Cuatia llut then you cuil’t hear w lin t I'm saying to you Buaeblu Yea, I know Come along. Suddenly thrte was a crash) hung above the lower stretches of fhe PLAY GOLF In the A/oraiaj .-fiftv rlu rr o f Sat hell wit ya !" The team, fresh, fu ll Hudson. of (ear, sensirg lie whip, started on) OFFICE BUILDING GETS A hoy. his arms folded, leaned on the urday, May 12th, J9UÜ, fourth page, There Is ih > better form of cabin trunk cf a barge, the Catvi/ier, of c 'luiiin six, near the bottom of the KALSOMINE ON WALLS récréai Ion than to play n page, smothered cn one side by a , wag. n reeled toward the curb Haverstraw. {Johnny, sliding (rum the hales ofll "Gee----------1” The hoy kept repeat reading notice for I ’eruna, was a scant I paper, dropped to the t.iilixaird out round of Golf. T he walls of the atalrw uy and news item : ing the >ne word— "Gee!" the upper hall Of the Stanley build hinder the end tlap. H r Irt go and (ell T H R U . D R O W N O N B A R G E His arms, hare to a!- ve the elb. ns, to the- guttei, stunned hy his unpaeff Illg at the corner nt F ifth and Multi The brick barge CiitssJire of You're i utdoora Under the tre»< were capable arms, browned hv the Haverstraw, McGurtiiev Brothers with the cobblestones. whim you piny atreeta were kalaomiiit'd Fr day sun. H is doubled lists were hard and Tl»e street was on a fringe of tene Brick Company, collided with ait hi» face was freckled. afternoon. unknown craft in the la s t River ments. where the Ghetto touches thg| The barge carried way with her. as the water slapped her low side, for the N ttl In Kurnpe. they are now C'etuZier was at the in end of a tow. Low Green Feet, and Far ahead a tug. a little wooden puf acndlNg m ilk by airplane fer, exhausted white vapor in her Low er M onthly Rat»» W ill Yea. they any you can get struggle with the river. The last tow, II from eith er t'gnnea or t ’owea whipping about as the ci urse was changed to av i-i the ferries, seemed the tail end of a gigantic kite, some times in view and sometimes lost to sight. A large black double-decker washed by, her paddles ‘.ramming an energetic tattoo on the sluggish river, her sharp stem carv ing and curling the w ater mto an epen greenish scar, her b> ws throw ing off ! rave, white whiskers of seeth ing foam. Rows of lighted cabin window* marched by him. square ports If Egglniaiin't« ict< cream w u on the ballot there exuding radiance and offering glimpses of a strange interior re g io n o f Hashing would lx* no political laaue but a landslide. Our Ice light and congested, breathing crowds. I A thought occurred to the boy— cream 1« Homething everybody can agree on it's good. hew he wanted to know those people. “Their names must all be diff’rent. A good product aud good service has always been ^ u t is there so many names?” He spoke aloud, to himself, as he often our pledge to the people. did. "They must be inore’n a hundred — I guess.” The bov was nearly sixteen Still the great gilt letters on the - !cs of Each succeeding trip found him gasing in growing fascination tow ard the piles of buildings banked upon the shore. ferry b a ts were unfathomable to him "W here the Service la Different H e searched his nun,I ior a im aning just south of Brooklyn Bridge wharves It was a fearsome neighbor- ’ tu t all letters were weird, mysterious during the heavy fog last night hood. High houses loomed over him. W -H-s-E-L-t-N-c. His eyes traced the strange smells and noise* confounded and sank. Captain Breen, wife, similarity of form. and son are missing Down in the little cabin of the him as he slowly rose to h i* fact, A t the point where Manhattan standing in the midst of a curioos C a tv iu r. the toy. John Breen, often G y in his bunk, ‘«hind the dresser, shoves an elb- iw into the river and crowd of half-grown children who hs ~ning to Mother Breen reading the Brooklyn Bridge swings high suddenly material!red. at if sprang aloud, or half al u l. her lips moving. above the shipping, we must take up from the stones It was an eager Sat “Speaking out of the paper.” Captain the story of Johnny Breen. His dream urday morning crowd of w aterfront Breen, w H held all book learning in ing kept him on deck. The conversa boys— a gang. "Hulty chee, lookit dat bum! Whg* eonter.ict. list -r.e 1 - n such cccasiuu, tion below, the warm mystery above, and smoked hi* pipe, shifting hts short the river moaning and whispering, het I in 'ell's bitin' 'im? H e’s lousy. H'7.. xa legs about in uneasy fashion, his eye* him in a »pell. Then a terri-c blast was — what a stink !" peering from under shaggy eyebrows. followed instantly by a crash of rend The crowd rubbed near Johnny He “ Mother kin read!" Johnny Breen al ing wood, the snarl of rushing water, turned as they milled ab ul H r backed ways said this to himself whenever he the panic cry of Mother Breet t > the center of the street and »to.si “Jotamy!" It was the last word thought of reading. defiant, legs apart, his trousers torn Johnny Bree.i had been around the heard; he was tossed over the side : and half down, covered with dirt, his city many times, but each succeeding the sudden impact and sank beneath shirt ragged and streaked, his matted trip around the Battery found him gaz the surface. The weight of w a r; yell w hair over his eye«. Hostile ing in growing fascination toward the drummed in his ears as hr went down boys closed in and surrounded him He struck out boldly. He gained tin- piles of buildings banked upon the “Doity. Where ja come, outta <b shore. He noted and remembered many line o f piers, his hands slipped from sewer ? Hey thttkeyl Soak 'im ' Lemni* things about the city. The sharp metal the slimy clnster piles, he washed up at 'im !” lic clang of fire engines, the clatter of stream, swimming bravely At the Several bigger boys, tough, daring dorses, iron-shod hoofs on Belgian next pierhead he made a desperate blocks; the harsh rattle of elevated effort, lifted himself on a cleat roughly .. it it the I « • ties* i titi t ot the , trains— how fast they w eqt! W ould he nailed to the piling I t w as the bottom kicked and culled at Johnny turne 1 in of one of those rude ladders sometimes torment. Idle men in shallow derby*, e 'e r ride in one? Captain Breen was a dogmatic man, found on pier ends; devices nailed by men in black coats, and liearded men Jose on sixty, a squat, incapable man, the river rats— the thieves. Johnny such as John had never teen, paused seeing but a short distance through a Breen dragged his aching body above to watch the boys. "De Grogan Geng is out! Oy. wliaf veil of red. H arriet Breen, the woman the water, climbed to the stringpiece a business, de Grogan Geng!" Tne who married him, managed him. S ix and rolled exhausted in the mud. Foe a time Johnny Breen lay there tough boys were really the Grogan teen years before, when the barge was new, he accepted a responsibility. The stunned. His muscles were sore, his Gang, or part of them. A boy taller owners preferred a married man. H a r head throbbed, he was sick, nauseated, than the rest, wearing a dented derby, riet came on board the Cavalier. She from vile water he had swallowed. came close to Johnny and spat in bis was an upstate girl. Breen rubbed his The world spun about him in a mael face. A hard dirty brown fist shot out es. but he was ready to accept anv- strom of disaster. He stood, then with desperate force The tall boy eyes, thing, even a wife, for she demanded walked unsteadily in the dark. He saw howled, his derby rolling at his feet ne." papers. Four months later Breen the dim shadow of a covered van. It in the gutter. The blow was utterly became the father of a son. He ac offered shelter, he climbed in. He sank unexpected. It caught him in the cepted this g ift without undue ccm- between two bales, the sounds of the stomach, and he doubled up The tiaint. I f he drank to excess, Mrs. river were stilled. The water was crowd barked and then came at Breen was not the one to complain. blotted from his clothing, a warm glow Johnny. "H e hit 'im below de belt. He The detachment, and strangeness of crept over him; strong arms seemed the broad river suited H arriet Breen. to enfold him. The terror and turmoil fouled ‘im." The crowd looker! ugly, and missiles gathered from the gutter She tang to her baby boy. A calm in of the night melted away. began to fly. " K ill im !" Suddenly TH E G HETTO sensibility possessed her. She was still a handsome woman, twenty years Johnny was awakened by the move there was a hush. Down by the rivet a blue coat moved toward them. younger than the captain, when the ment of the wagon. "Mama I" he cried with a start of “Cheese it. de c a f il Cheete it. beat iff Cocw irr rounded the Battery on that terror. The horror of the night burst Copt!" misty evening in spring. The crowd began to run, Johnny The years go fast on the river. upon him anew. A torturing thirst John Breen became a strong and cap closed his throat. His torn shirt was Breen at their head, having .lashed able barge hand, an expert swimmer, streaked with mud and grease. His through the circle of boys under a a great help and comfort to his mother. hair was matted with dried slime. His rain of tin cans and refuse. ■ By a tupr-me effort he distanced Suddenly he had grown, grown almost eye-lids stuck together, his swollen over night, bursting out o f his cloth lips were dry and hot and his pants the mob and the Grogans, long lost in ing. The fact that his laugh and a were hanging by half their buttons. the rear and off for other excitements, certain trick of pawing through his His bare feet and legs were bruised but the wave continued. Johnny, run hair reminded her of another wild im and caked with dry mud and manure. ning into newer and stranger crowds, petuous boy caused H arriet Breen to H e began to cry, tears forcing through suddenly was greeted by a terriffic flush. John's father had been only a the sticky eyelashes, streaking down crash of noise as he dodged under the few years older, when she came to hiz pitiful face. H e had the aspect cf shadow of a cross street. The maw o f a forlorn w aif, only his bare body was the city seemed about to grasp and the Cato/ier. "W e got to put Johnny to school,” brown and muscular, but his mouth grind him, body and soul In a final M rs. Breen remarked to Captain curled down and utter sorrow claimed effort to escape annihilation, he cb.ied his eyes and plunged headlong into a Breen, busy at the small coal stove, him. His bed, among the bales o f waste hole; a human rat seeking oblivion. turning a pun o f biscuits with the hem paper, was jerking and swaying, and, He jumped info an open basement of her apron. “A ll right, Mother, we’ll send him, as he cried, a canvas flap was lifted. doorway -an elevated train thundered overhead and behind him. when we lay up this year.” H e began A n evil face glared into the van. For a long while he lay in the hole, “W hat tha hell I” A thick and un fltling his pipe. “It’ s getting mighty friendly voice shouted at him. The his head doubled under his arms, in a thick.” face had a wicked mouth, edged with dark, damp corner among rubbish. Au "W here we now?” "Turned up of the East River. broken teeth, brown and green Johnny was d a rk ; many trains passed by, and Them ’s the Fulton Ferry bells. I ’ll call i saw a monster, a dragon, glaring and he began to regain his breath and | cursing him. "Git tha hell out of there 1 sense. At last he determined to crawl John— ” toward the light, when the trap door Johnny, bit eyes drawn into the Git out, ya crummy rat I” ................................... walk [ Hoppe. floi d down. “ He heard Johnny, still crying, sat up amid to the deepening blur of the warm envelop padlo ing night, hearing strange sounds, the tales H is head bumped the ribs the snap of a padlock. thinking huge thoughts, heard the talk o f the van He rubbed dirt into his below, coming up out of the square of eyes and smeared the dried filth on his light H ow he loved h ij mother I He face wet with tean. He was a dismal £ O a k w a y C o u rse W et or Dry E G G IM A N N ’S 4 4 WILL DO TH E AVERAGE FAM I L y WASHING Continued Next Week games in this year of deepest de pression. I t all goes to show thstt C alifornia Is a wonderful state, and that there are still some sports-loving people w ith money le ft in the world. * • • B A R O M E T E R . . . human suffering Evangeline Booth says things are getting better. She ought to know. She Is the head of the one organlza tlon In the world th a t Is closest to human suffering. T h a t Is closest to human suffering. T h a t Is the Sal vation Arm y. T he Salvation A rm y reaches down to the lowest strata of human Ity. It deals w ith human beings as Individuals In trouble. Its officers know better than anyone else when times are hard and when they are easier. So when Miss Booth says th a t things are getting better. I, personally, would place more re li ance upon her report than on those of all the economists and statlsti- canz in the world. T he demands up on the Salvation A rm y for help are an accurate barom eter of human necessities. » » » boratorles every day. T h e latest la a process of treatin g cotton, rayon and silk fabric« ho that they w ill not crease or retain permanent w rinkles. SPRINKLING SYSTEM USED ON PASTURE P Î0 T Slow revolving sprinklers, each covering an area 75 feet In dlam eter, are proving an e ffic ie n t "fool proof" method of Irrig a tin g 12 acres of pasture on the F rank H a ll place near Corvallis. T h e system was Installed as an experim ental method of Irrig a tin g rough land w ith a small w ater supply. T he sprinklers are kept in one spot 12 hours, making It convenient for the man In charge of the d airy herd TEST FERTILIZERS I to change them morning and even FOR VARIOUS USES ing. T he agricultural engineering departm ent of the state college T he old Idea th a t "you get Just designed the system. about whut you pay for" didn’t hold true this year in the case of a fe rti lizer tria l conducted on the I I . C. Coleslaw— T h n t new maid Is cer Compton berry farm near Boring. tainly quiet. One would never know In cooperation w ith the county that she was about the place. T hat should interest men as well as women, for one of the heretofore unsolved problems of civilization has been how to wear a necktie more than three times without get ting It all w rinkled up! And every woman who rides In an autom obile knows how d iffic u lt It Is to keep her s k irt from showing wrinkles. agent, M r. Compton tried out five d ifferent kinds or amounts of fe r ti lizers on his red raspberries, leav ing u check plot untreated (or com parison. T he results this season showed that the kind that cost him next to the highest to apply gave W R IN K L E S . . neckwear and shirts next to the lowest returns, and the T he big Industries of the future sort that cost him next to the least are coming out of the research la- gives the largest return. M r . C. morning. She Isn't. 8h e le ft this Gassaway— Did you rescue your poor friend who was captured by cannibals? Blowhard— U n fo rtu n ately, when I urrlved he had already been scratched off the menu. AHy PEOPLE do not understand how cheep electricity really is. The average electric wether, for instance, can be o p erated from oae hour, to two and one-half hour*, for 1 cent. A large foer-tub washing cm be washed spot lessly clem fa the modem electric washer bi one, to oae sad one-half hours. Electricity it so clem, it so easy to nra, operate* so quietly and it so very effic ient that many time* we fail to realize how much service we receive for the tmeH smoent of money we pey. 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