The Newberry herald. (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, February 23, 1876, Image 1
A Family Companion, Devoted to Literature, Miscellany, News, Agriculture, Markets, &c.
Vol. XII. WEDNESDAY MORNING, FEBRUARY 23, 1876. No.8.
THE HERALD
IS PUBISHZD
EVERY WEDNESDAY M0IWfflGj
At Newberry, S. Co
BY THK~ Fe GRENDKE:Rt
Editor and Propre6r.
Term". ftelo per ethsxuim,
Invariably in Advance.
,,= =te,,erisst2rpd at the expiration of
BjP The >4 mark denotes expiration of sub
ecription.
A CHIaL99S LA-U0WI.
I love it, I love it-the laugh of a child,
Now rippling and gentle, now merry and1
wild;
Riaging out on the air vith its innocent
gush,I
Mie the thrill of' a bird at the soft twilight's
hush;
Floating up on the breeze like the to!ies of at
Or the magic tbAt swells in the heart of a
shell.t
Oh, the laugh of a child, so wild and so
il-he -pleamast soud,_k JUe *o$ld for
m e.
SOLDIER F~RITfZ,.
*A STORY FOR THE LITTLE FOLKS. tj
Adapted from the German of Franz
_foffman. a
A e'ta nrgtee ~ywhs
upon the bed at night he could get d
no rest; and often he would start
up in his sleep and say to himstdf. ~'
t.71~?
)assed on and Fritz did not come.
iome. The clock.struck twelve
ne-two; but he was still absent.
Finally the night came on; and
he only news -hey had concerr
ng Fritz was that he had been
een on the road about the middle
of the afternoon with a large sack
n his shoulders!
"Alas! alas!" exclaimed his mo
her. "I shall never see my son
gain! What madness to think of
aking potatoes to his father I"
Then she went up into his room,
nd found his Sunday clothes, his
ew boots and a sack he had beg
ed from her three days before,
Vere all gone! "He is gone! May
he Lord protect and bring. him
afe home again!" After this
bort prayer -she wept as if -her
eart- would -break. It was the
eginning of many a sorrowful day
D her.
Now I must tell you how Fritz
acceeded in his travels with -the
vck on his shoulders. 'He did
ot know the way to the river.
thine, but made inquiries of every
ody whom he..met. He had- no
ioney; in fact he h.d started from
ome with only nine cents in hi,
ocket, and it did not take Iong
D find some use for that. But he
bought to himself; "Wherever
go the peop6 wil-surelygive
ie a loaf of bread. I need only.
all them what I have in my bag,
nd to whom I am carrying -the
otatoes. Everybody will be glad
nough to help- me. And-after a
rhile I will rea:ch my fither.
hat a swrprise it will -be to
iml Then- will I say to him:
Father, I have pieked out the
est, potatoes in our cellar for you
ad here they are."
The hopes that Fritz had of be-,
ig assisted -by other people were
I realized, though it .was 'aot a
fe plan for him to depend upon
em. He found'- benefactors in
e inn- where he stopped on the
rst night of his journey; for
den the morning eamne the guests
la'de- him up a purse of eighbt-dol
rs. By means of this he -was
nabled to ride two days in- the
tail coach. But when -it was all
one he shouldered his sack of
otatoes-again-and trudged on -in
le direction of the r ver Rhine.
.t another hotel where he halted
>spend the nigbt the landlord
sked him where he was going.
ritz replied by tellinig him that
is father was in the Prussian ar
ty, that he had written about his
aving eaten no potatoes for six
Loths, and also that he had said
Shis letter he. would like so much
>have some of the good ones he
ad left at home. "Here is a boy
-ho loves his parents!I" said the
endlord; whereupon he took a
aper and pencil, and raised from
is guests a.supseription of twen
-eight dollars. But Fritz would
nly take seven dollars, for he
Lid he would not have a cent
Lore than would carry him to the
~hine where his father was.
inally, after Fritz had journey
i many a long mile, he saw in
e distance the first sentinel that
ept guardronekd the Prussian ar
"Will you be kind enough to
,ll me where my father is ?" was
se question he asked of the sol
"Foolish boy," answered the
ing-.whiskei-ed sentinel, "how -do
on suppose I know who your fa
er is, or with what regiment he
connected ?"
"I beg your pardon," replied
ldier Fritz, hurriedly. "My fa
ier's name is Martin Bollermann,
ad he is a sergeant in the Bran
enburg regiment."
"All right, my young friend,
o can pass on."
Then Fritz walked as fast as he
uld, until he came to the second
mtinel; then to the third; and
nally to the adjutant, who took
im by the hand, and after placing
imself right in front of him,
ade a strict examination of him.
ut the mog he questioned the
oy the m->re friendly and pleas.
ot did he become.
"Come along with me,bhe said,
i think -we shall be able to find
our father.ithiout much trou
So they walked on until they
a me ta magnificent tent.frOm the
top of which there.floated a beau
tiful flag. It was made of fine silk
and Fritz' heart bounded for jo5
as he saw it streaming in the wind
He went into the tent with the
adjutant, and only took his sach
of potatoes from his shoulderE
when invited to take a seat. HE
was surprised to see in another
corner of the tent, a man clad in
brilliant uniform, who was sitting
at a large table with maps and
plans spread out upon it. When
the adjutant. went up 'to him he
slowly raised his head; and as he
did so, Fritz was convinced that
he was the general of the ar
my.
After a few words of conversation
had passed bietween them, the gen.
eral motioned the*adjutant to leave'
and beckoned' to Frfiz to 'come
up to the table where he was.
"What is your name," he asked,
as he looked at the boy from head
to foot.
"Fritz Bollermann,~ but every
body calls me Soldier Fritz," was
the prompt reply. The generial
smiled, a n d. inquired fuitheI
"Where did you come from."
"From Brandenburg."
''What brought you here?"
"I wanted ,.y fatber to have
some of our good, potatoes, airid
hers~a bag of them for him."
"Do you say you have potatoes
in that sack for your father?"
qeei is beli ing respected
general. Here they are,as smooth
and round as pebbles from the
brook," answered,Fritz, as he u
tied the mouthof his sack.
"very well ' my son. "hey
are indeed exceflent potsto6s, and
sharpen up my appetite amaz
ingly.. .ut do you go in to thal
little room yonder, and .stay until
I call you. Leave,your bag here;
it will be safe in ny care."
So Fritz. lifted the little curtain
that served for a door, and enter
ed the room at the back of the
tent. As the large arm ahairvas
empty he sat down in it, and be
ing weary, from his toilsoie jour
ney, be soon fell asleep there. He
was snoring loud enough,.I can
assure you, when the general went
in arnd looked at. -himn a h.alf-bour
afterwards. .But .while . e-was
sou.nd asleep, the general was busy
in arranging for a supper. He invi
ted Sergeant Bollermann, and all
the higbest officers 'in the army,
to come to his tent- that evening
for tea. Thien he gave the- neces
sary orders to his'cook, as to-what
he and his guests should have to
eat.
The horfrsupper arrived.
All who had been invited came:.in
good time. It was a matter~ Qf
surpr,ise to the high officers to find
that Sergeant Bollermann had
been requested to. take supper
with the general, as he bad never
before received such a honor.
Indeed, the sergeant himself was
almost overpowe,red when he read
the invitation, and at first thought
there must be some mistake.
The most remarkable thing ou
the table was a large covered dishi
Everything else was handed round,;
but this was not touched. Occasion
ally some of the officers glanced
at it in curiosity. The general
noticed it and smiled at his adju
tant who was the only one besides
himself that knew the secret. Fi
nally the order was given to the
waiter to take the lig from -the
dish. Whbat should every body see
but potatoes with the skins on them!
Truly this was not expected. Some
greater luxury was looked for.
But you could not have .pleased
Sergeant Bollerman better. . He
would rather eat a good potato
tan the richest dainty.
"Thus far in our supper, my
riends, you have been my guests,"
said the general, as a smile played
n his lips. "But for the remaining
part of our meal-that is for the
potatoes-you are the guests of
Sergean t Bollermann !"
The officers inquired, with one
voice, how this could be. "Tell
s," said they, "how this has come
to pass."
"I ? Oh, no. 1 can't tell a story
well," a n s w e r e d the general.
"But 1 have a good historian near
at hand. He will satisfy your
wishes. A dj ut an t, call our
*litle. friends from -my private
Everybody was on the tiptoe of
expectation. Just now the ser
geant seemed to have caught the
whole idea; and he first turned
pale then red, as the eyes of the
general rested on him. The adju
tant entered the little chamber,
and in a few minutes he lifted
the curtain, leading out by the
hand a bright-eyed boy-Soldier
Fritz.
. "Fritz, my dear Fritz! How
did you get here?" exdlaimed
the sergeant, quite unmindful of.
the company in whi6h he was.
The delighted boy made no reply,
but rushed' to his father's arms,
that were stretched out to receivv
him. The scene was really affecti
ing. Even the general himself Was
moved to tears. When some min
utes of silence had passed by, the
general told Fritz to relate th
history of his jouriiey to the Com
pany present. I woMdihave been
deligbted if you could have heard
him-. He told everything so truth
filly aind earnestly. When hi
had finished, the Aeneral made a
signal for-the compan' to retire
fr6m tietent. But a e sergeant
was about leaving with the rest hd
was told tfif his presence was
furlher aeeded and was requeste&
to go into the little room of ihichi
I Yii4 spoke b or6 ' o hean.
Fiitz wentO tie room togeth:
er.
By-and-'b the general caln iP
holding a'large piece of parei
relit in on iand, and a long purm
fnll of 4old pieces in -thi other.
' He tfem said to Sergeant'Boller
mann: %y friend, here is yoain
diselrge fromdservice in the armk,l
terWith the"guarantyfo. e&
sion as long as you live. And
this purse contains a little present
for yqur faithful son. It will
help to educate him and fit haim
for usefalness."
'General, you are so kind!
h&ve not deserved such favors as
these," replied the . sergean t, so
delighted, that he hardl~y kpew
what to say.
"Yes,, you have. In the last~
engagement with t ie enemly
you fought bravely, and received.
a. wound whioh will iollow you to
your grave. More than this,.you
have a son.. wshose-. ad'eet,ionate
heart and active gi.gd will need a
father's.symnpatby and,& care. Go
home, old comrade, andbrnal
your.e,hildren up.ayou have done
this oa.e to respect, and love, and Za
bor for_ ther.parseg"
The,sergeant was deeply affected
at these words. He -kissed the1
generaI'a ha.nd, and thaned.him
for, hei4kindness and attentio.
Then-the general turned to Bol,
dier Fritz, and after kissing him
several- sines he said: "Be goodt
Ernt infddtrious and yoid dftl UNoute1
an honored mnan. God always loves1
a child who honors his. father and
mother;'. and he invariably m.akes1
such childiren successful and respect
ed. Faretel4andmaythyHReavenly
Father- bless thee!"
I 'will not wveary your patience,
by describing the journey Bire
wards; nor bf dwelling upon the
joyful meeting with the loved ones
again. And when everything was
revealqd, it .was to Fritz - that all
eyes were tred. They heaped
praises upon him, but they did not
miake him vain or proud. His an
ewer to his parents when they
spoke well of him was:
"My dear parents, you-have pray
ed much for me. It is no wonder
then that God has rngde me instru-.
mental in doing some little good."
When Fritz grew up to man
hood, he became a soldier; for
that was what he.had always felt
it his- dety to lie. Step by step
he rosA from one position to ano
ther. Now he is a celebrated and
respected general of the Prussian
army.
A Missouri lawyer successfully j
defended a highwaywan,but charg- t
ed him an exorbitant fee. The
highwayman paid it without a t
murmur, stopped his counsel on a
his way home at night, and recov- i
ered the cash. t
The most puzzling .thing about r
an editorrial shears is the antipii t
thy usually existing between that t
useful article and'the'italic found c
at the bottom of a paragapah.
LFrom the Lutheran Visitor.]
WOkLDLY PLE ASURE.
S
NUMBBR .I.
BUT WHAT ARE WORLDLY PLEA.
URES
.I it difficult to determine'?
Surely -not. It is or ougbt to
e impossible for them, whose
fo*w require thom to "walk not.
after the flesh but after the Spir
ij' to confound. the "works of .the
desh- with &be "1fi uits of the Spir
d
it. Whoever really endeavors to
Walk after the Spirit must turn
hi U pon what is contrary
&Q the,Spirit. eow' a member oft
thieha-ctPis 1ooked upon ,as -One
wifH walks after the Spirit; andr
thidWord of dod plainly mentions
-even to t1reoffending of worldly
p.odesty-w a must be avoided. -
lere.they are:
o the works of the Uesh.
are manifesti w ch: are these
gdpltery,fornication, uncleanness,_
miviusness, idoatry, Witch
graf, hatred,variance, emulations,
wFath, strife, s@ditions,. heresies,
Jt
anvyigs, marVrs, drqpkenness,
qeveligs, and such; like : of- the
which I tell you before, as T
4Te told you in time past, that Y
hey l Khedo ?uch bing. .shall
motinherit the kingdom of God."
b
The words "and suck like" are
d
kwfully -ipdefinite: apd fi bpn
;s the responsibiiy..of applyi b
$ke.bovetmentioned4 standardsias
bests, forgtablisling th harac
or of mwy other kindred prac
,ices, someof whieh without these
iideos ty.pes, would appear ia
1oeet. Can,these, or aBy imdil
eluceItad ngto ti6en e0e occi
y. common ground WitW . the
Iraits of he Spirit ?" What aie
hey e
''Bnt the fruit of the Spirit :is
ove; joy, peace, long:suffering,
gentlenss, goodness, faith, meelk-,i
tess, temperadce; against suchi
shaere is no laW."-Gal. v. 22, 23.
At the risk of giving offence, I
tll mtuke a tabular irringemnent
>f'ttisse opposing types, in two
ists. ~This will enable eh, more t
ssil' to. pei-eeive our indfnations
nd habite, nifesTy' airranging
hegle.; p.tb.a ne column
irthe 9ther. I place the "w-orks of"
the fles.h" on the left, and (h
'fruit of the Spirit" on the right.- a
Ldultery, fornication, .. Love,
Juecleanniess, lasciviousniess, Jo, le
dolatiyg witcheraft, Pae
latred, variance Long-ufrn,o~
Emznadtis, wrath, strif~ Mu enss, d
seditiona,heresies, Goodness,*
~uvig,murderw, Faith, t
)runkenness, . Meniness,
levellings. . Temperance.
IAiow let us imagine these two col
ins to' be two mirrors; and let
is hold up before them some ofr
he practices 'which yield what d
nankind -calls pleasure. Let us bi
>bservW from wieh mirror they a
wiW0be-refeeted' for whateveiri P1
enin one can never be seen in l
~he other so long as t.here 'is no
,oncord between Christ and .BeliaI, s
aor common service of God and e
iiammon. To' begin,take desecra
ion of the Lord's day. It seems
,o afford much. pleasure. In the w
arge cities, throughont~ the world,
t ie a veryL fruitful sour~e. of.
anusement and sensuality. IHold
ng it up before our imaginary th
airrors, we can not expect to see
n4
ny image reflected from the one
vhere I have placed the "fruit of a
he Spirit"-it is too palpably car- 8a
ial; but it is thrown back,in multi- d
lied gleams, from the. dark sur
ace where "the -works of the
esh,' each one like the facet on
.n insect's eye, reveals a separate so
onsituent sin. We see the Sunday a
fternoon lag,er beer saloon decom
iosed into revellings, drunkenness, e
vrath, strife, murders, lascivious
iess, uncleanness-shall I go on ?
f?o. The array of carnal pleas- d
tres suited to every grade or taste. a
vihich Sabbath-breaking offers, is u(
ruly enticing. The neighborly ly
isit, the pleasure drive,the loiter- re
og halt, to listen to and laugh at sh
he "filthy comrmunication," the se
troll over the farm, the Sabbath at
light.gallantry, to and fro, be- y(
ween the parlor and the church,
he "pride of life" in the display
f pompous trailing apparel,"walk- ai
ng and mincing as they go" into m
he very place where it is announ
ed that God is in his holy temple.
'hese are only a few specimens
iicked up, at long intervals, from
vast field. Is not religion de
igned to make such pleasures less?
Lre they compatible with the re
aired christian demeanor?
Religion is designed- to purify
11 the sources of pleasure-ompat.
ble with christianity; all others
must drive out of the Church.
t separates wit and-humor from
currility,drunkenness and obscen
;y. It rescues music from de
asing associations. It d riv es
omr our.parlors insincerity, scan
al and hollow formality. It -per
uades woman to abandon heathen
sh grotesqueness in her dress,
ad' return to the dignity of
bristian simplicity.
"Ye shall keep my Sabbaihs -and
3v.erence my sanctuary; I am
he Lord." Lev. xxvi. 2.
Unquestionakly, we ought to
xert, ouirselves to imitate Rim
rho has kept the Sabbath for
nd declared that He is-lhe Boid
f the Sabbath. JoEN AmDT.
WoNaDE,U IN YoUR BODY.--Sup
ose your age to be fifteen, or
iereaboats.
You have two hundred bones
od six hundred muscles; your
leed weighs twenty-f.e paunds;
our heart is fii inches in length
hdI-href inh inin diamedit'; it
eats seviertyit mes per minite,
,200 times pei hour, 100,800 Per
y, 36,792,000 per year. At each
eat .4little .ver two. ounces of
1oodiAthrown e; of it; and each
ay if..sreceivbs and - disWharges .
bouseven tons of that wondeful
aiid -
Your lings will contain a gallon
r air,Andyou inhale 24,000 gallons
er -fy. The aggregale surface
r the. air cells 7:!of your langs,
ippo.ing them to be spread out,
Keeod 20,000-square inches. -
The- weight of yotr brain is
free pounds, when you are-aman
will- weigh about eight onees
Your nerves exceed 10,000,000
number.
~Your skin is Composed of three
yers, and varies from one-fourth
> ne-.eighth of an inch in thick
ss. The are&r of -your skin iis
Sout 1,700& inches. Each square
chi contains about 2,500 sweat
g tubes or perspiratory .pores,
~ch of which may be likened to
little draining-tile one-fourith. of
i inch long, makingan aggregate
ngth of the surface of your bodly
-88,541 feet, oea tile ditch for
aiing thes body almoest iseven-~
en 'miles long;
The editoi of the Columbas
I.) Times has met with that
~ra.ais-a young. planter out of
bt. He made this year 2,000
isbels of oats on one hundi-ed
id fifty acres, corn and mneat in
enty, and 12 bales of cotton.
e employed only two regular
wds; hiring others when. neces
,rg, by the day. He has ma'de
oney, and says if he had hired
gteen h?ands and planted his
antation in cotton, the plaice
ould have been very bes*Hiy! in
dved in debt. Sensible fellow. ~
A farmer, whose -cribs were full hi
corn, was accustomed to pray
at the wan'ts of the poor and fi
~edy might be supplied; but when al
yone in needy .circumstances ti
ked for a little of his corn, he
id he had none to spare. One ti
y, after hearing his father pray ~
r the poor and needy, his little ti
n said to him: "Father I wish ge
had your corn." "Why," my ti
n, "what could you do with it?" a
ked the father. The child repli- gj
, "I would answer your pray- a
8!"
"I would. marry you," said a Ia
y t o a n importunate lover,
vere it not for three reasons."s
)h, tell me," he said, imploring- g
,"what they are, that I may
move them!I" "The first is," Y
e. said, "I don't love you; the ~
cod is, I don't want to love you;
id the third is, I couldn't love ~
>uiflI wanted to !"0
The fellow who recovered his
iptite soa he is noar in a gawu- Ad
L SHREWD SAUSAGE-DEAL
ER.
1OW TO MAKE AN ENORMOUS PROFIT
ON. BOLOGNAS.
The other day, about noon, a
reung man left in charge of one
>f the law.offices on Grand street
,bought he would go down Dia
nond alley and invest one Of his
kard earned five cent pieces in a
ree lunch. He had just got his
lat on his head and his foot on the
shreshold of the office-dodr -when
w individual with a baske on
iis, arm entered the sadetum of
aw.~ - -
"Do you want any sausage to.,
lay ?" he asked of -the law stu
lent, takWg the lid off his basketr
id displaying about-a dozen larg.
0lgaa -sausages. 7
"1 danno," said the -lerk in a
kesitating manner, "hdw- much ?"
"Only ten cent&apieceaWhea
t that" said Ve-iausage!Vnder*
,king one out.
The clerk hfught 1t1ie Would
ave him a trip dorn towiso he
beided to--purehase. Aedording.
y he took. one of the liftest saQ
ages in the basket "dindedthe
nan the-required sui-ten cents
-ad was about todat-it in- two,
rhen the-peddl6fA,ddi
'yft'havn'l seen ay mad-dogs
his season have yod iWst4r ?
There was something so- evi
lently suggestive in ihiia"t the
roung man-iald down the untast
d bologda.
"No,I iavn't. y ?"
Well, Ijustl.thought ad w
his was dog days,-yojraight:"ave
edn one shot. If so, I would like
ohold aiwust on the corpus.
uk:as you aini oe#n any; it's all
'and: he @tated -fbi'-tbe
locm -But as'. the clerkJ again
4eked-up the eaReag6, hventur
du "Them there sausages are
I fresh," .he sid, "jist Made
his Iorning. ,
(The elerk took a bite.)
-"Tbere wras a cat-fight on oni
cof last night, air the waf tdem
ritters.hiowled 'was a 'dution.
~un, and hisst nie I? I didn't kill
hirteen of them." -
(Thie clerk put down' his ho
ogna.)
"Abe what did'you do With their
odies ?"' he asked a- sickly smile
tehting ove hisgpallid feturies.
"Now see ire, mist,i-, whein I
slt you a stoi-y, y~ou shioldi't
sk. any questione. But dirim
here cats ain't on our roof now,
-on 'bet." 4
A thought seemed to strike' the
[erk. - "You killed thirteen cats 1
st night; y'ou 'say ?'" he sked.
"Yes, mister, thst's juist what.
sadand'jurst what Idid.'" t
"And these sairsages were made i
bis morning? ?"
A ihorridm smie spread over the ;
insage man's face.
"Again your humble servant I
sys yes," hea'nswsered.
"One more question,'' continued ,t
Th yoling man. "Ar6 the san- t
iges made out of cats ?" c
"That's a leading question,-mis- C
ar,which' this court won't answers i
:ut if you feel like chawing up a
wrats beforeoyou get the bo- C
igna down, it ain' my fault," and S
e started to go. t
"Here, my man," said the horrf. 8
ed clerk, "I guess I don't want ~
f
ay sausages to-day. Never mind
ie money. Begone!I". r
Thbe bologna man went out of
te door, saying to himself:
r'hat's the fourth time I've sold
iat bologna to-day, which makes
irty cents clear. ' If I keep on h
>is way I'll get rich. Good-day,
ister, I'll call to-morrow," and
ie inkstand just mnissed his head ~
he closed the door..
[Pittsburg Leader.
8
A gentleman, meeting a Wall e
reet friend, said: "I've just mort
aged my house, and have several
iousand dollars to spare. Can't
ou toll me something neat and
ife to go into ?" "Yes," repliedE
le broker, "I can put you to a
ire thing. Buy that mortgage e
a your house 1" ' -
Although a woman's age: is uq
mniably her own, she does not
an it.1
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A YEAR AGO AND NOW.
They lingered ot-the. gst4 until
be could*finish thiat W&~ 'eark,
~~~ ih her fa,While
her eyes were looking down from
beneath a jaunty hat, that'-only
par tially shaded her face from the
tight of the silvery moon.
Ae stood gracefilly on t ,he ' u-t
iide, with one ha.nd iested on- 'the
,atbpost and the oiher ti;icipZun
7Mteltigible .hiero&lyphice ".9i 'the
pannels. They *ere16king very
5entimental,'andn et6i ioike. for
50mne minutes, until she broke' si.
Lenee ihva4M,0mtWeaI voice:
%Abd you- WfildmgW~ think as
'Ow do-now;' Geore? -
"EBver,. deires'; Your -iniitgai i
i!aPneised:U'Pn Iny iie*Wtso*iidel
i blyithat uiothibg can - ver -ei&&ce
it. Tell- me jaii, "lim, -of'
VeurAsx, that Ibavi4 W--twk4 to
wear it there.11 - -
KAJ, you-toen-ar~e 9&I'd"etfulill
be aniswered;co- ibl'.
"True, Jut*a -meW iSAeeftfhl,"