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THE LEDGER: GAFFNEY. S. C., OCTOBER 13, 1898. 5 fHE MOTHERS OF MEN DR. TALMAGE SHOWS HOW WOMEN SHAPE DESTINY. Wlmt Ik Ilred In the Bone—The Infln- eneeH of Heredity—It Ik the Home That .MnWen the Nation—\nture \e>- er Forjiet«. [Copyright, 1S9S. by American Press Asso ciation.] Washington, Oct. 9.—The augmen tation of parental influence as the cen turies go by, Dr. Talmage here sets forth, while discoursing about one of the grandmothers of Bible times. The text is II Timothy i, 5, “The unfeigned faith that is in thee, which dwelt first in thy grandmother Lois.” In this pas toral letter which Paul, the old minis ter, is writing to Timothy, me young minister, the family record is brought out. Paul practically says: “Timothy, what a good grandmother you had! You ought to bo better than most folks, because not only was your mother good, hut your grandmother was good also. Two preceding generations of piety ought to give you a mighty push in the right direction." The fact was that Timothy needed encouragement. He was in poor health, having a weak stomach, and was a dyspeptic, and Paul prescribed for him a touic, “a little wiue for thy stomach’s sake”—not much wine, but a little wine, and only as a medicine. And if the wiue then had been as much adulterated with log wood cud strychnine as our modern wines ho would not have prescribed any. But Timothy, not strong physically, is encouraged spiritually by the recital | of grandmotherly excellence, Paul hint- J iug to him, as I hint this day to you, that God sometimes gathers up as in a reservoir, away hack of the active gen erations of today, a godly influence, and then in response to prayer lets down the power upon children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren. The world is woefully in want of a table of statistics in regard to what is the protractedness and immansity of influence of one good woman in tho church and world. Wo have accounts of how much evil has been wrought by a woman who lived nearly 100 years ago, and of how many criminals her descendants furnished for the penitentiary and the gallows, and how many hundreds of thousands of dollars they cost onr country in their arraignment and prison support as well as in the property they burglarized and destroyed. But will not some ono come out with brain comprehensive enough and heart warm enough and pen keen enough to givo us tho facts in regard to sonio good woman of 100 years ago and let us know bow many Christian men and women and reformers anil useful people bavo been found among her de scendants and bow many asylums and colleges ami churches they built and how’ many millions of dollars they con tributed for humanitarian and Christian purposes? The Women Who Won. The good women whose tombstones were planted in tiro eighteenth century are more alive for good in the nine teenth century than they were before, as tho good women of this nineteenth century will ho more alivo for good in tho twentieth century than now. Mark you, I have no idea that tho grandmoth ers were any twitter than their grand daughters. You cannot got very old peo ple to talk much about bow things were when they were boys and girls. They havo a reticence and a uoncommittalism which makes me think they feel them selves to bo tho custodians of tho repu tation of their early comrades. While our dear old folks are rehearsing tho follies tho present if we put them on the witness stand and cross examine them as to how things wore 70 years ago tho silence becomes oppressive. The celebrated Frenchman, Volney, visited this country in 1790, and ho says of woman’sdiet in those times, “If a premium was offen d for a regimen most destructive to health, none could bo devised more efficacious for these ends than that in uso among these peo ple. ” That eclipses our lobster salad at midnight. Everybody talks about tho dissipation of modern society and how womanly health goes down under it, but it was worse 100 years ago, for the chaplain of u French regiment in our Revolutionary war wrote in 1782 in his “Book of American Women," saying: “They are tall and well proportioned, their features aro generally regular, their complexions are generally fair and without color. At 20 years of age the women havo no longer the freshness of youth. At 80 or 40 they are decrepit. ” In 1812 a foreign consul wrote a book entitled “A Sketch of tho United States at tho Commencement of the Present Century," aud ho says of tho women of those times, “At tho age of 30 all their charms have disappeared." One glance at tho portraits of the women 100 years ago aud their stylo of dres.i makes us wonder how they ever got their breath. All this makes me think that the ex press rail train is no more an improve ment on tho old caualhoat ur the tele graph no more an improvement on tho old time saddlobags than the women of our day arc an improvement ou the women of the last century. Honor the Aved. But still, notwithstanding that those times were so much woise than ours, there was a glorious race of godly wom en 70 aud 100 vears ago who held tho world hack from sin and lifted it toward virtue, and without their exalted and sanctified influence before this the last good influence would have perished from the earth. Indeed all over this laud there are seated today—not so much in churches, for many of them are too fee ble to come—a great many aged grand mothers. They sometimes feel that the world has gouo past them, aud they have an idea that they are of little ac count. Their beads sometimes get aching ^poin the racket of the grandchildreu .-'down stairs or in the next room. They Steady themselves by the banisters as they go up aud down. When they got a f cold, it hangs ou them longer than it used to. Thjy cannot hear to have the grandchildren punished even when they deserve it aud have so relaxed their ideas of family discipline that they would spoil all the youngsters of the household by too great leniency. These old folks are tho resert when great trou bles come, and there is a calming and soothing power in the touch of an aged hand that is almost supernatural. They feel they are almost through with the journey of life and read tho old Book more than they used to, hardly know ing which most they enjoy, the Old Testament or the New, aud often stop and dwell tearfully over the family rec ord half way between. We hail them today, whether in tho house of God or at the homestead. Blessed is that house hold that has in it a Grandmother Lois. Where she is angels aro hovering round, and God is in the room. May her last days lie like those lovely autumnal days that we call Indian summer! Is it not time that you and I do two things—swing open a picture gallery of the wrinkled faces aud stooped shoul ders of the past and call down from their heavenly thrones the godly grand mothers, to givo them our thanks, aud then to persuadn the mothers of today that they aro living for all timo and that against the sides of every cradle in which a child is rocked beat the two eternities? f'rudlea Aci-okm AH Time. Hero we have an untried, uudiscussi d and unexplored subject. You often hear about your influence upon your own children. I am not talking about that. What about your influence upon tbe twentieth century, upon the thirtieth century, upon tho fortieth century, up on the year 2000, upon the year 4000, If the world lasts so long: The world stood 4,000 years before Christ came. It is not unreasonable to suppose that it may stand 4,000 years after his ar rival. Four thousand years the world swung off in sin, 4,000 years it may be swinging back into righteousness. By the; ordinary rate of multiplication of the world’s population in a century your descendants will be over 800, aud by two centuries over SO, 000, and upon every one of them you, the mother of today, will have an influence for good or evil. And if ia four centuries your descendants shall have with their names filled a scroll of hundreds of thousands will some angel from heaven, to whom is given the capacity to calculate the number of the stars of heaven aud the sands of tho seashore, step down aud tell us how many descendants you will have in the four thousandth year of the world’s possible continuance? Do not let the grandmothers any longer think that they are retired and sit clear back out of sight from tbe world, feeling that they havo no relation to it. Tho moth ers of the last century aro today, in tho person of their descendants, in the sen ates, tho parliaments, the palaces, tho pulpits, the banking houses, tho profes sional chairs, tho prisons, the alms houses, tho company of midnight brig ands, the cellars, tho ditches of this century. You have been thinking about the importance of having the right in fluence upon cue nursery. You have been thinking of the importance of get ting those two little feet on the right path. You have been thinking of your child’s destiny for tho next M) years if it should pass ou to be an octogenarian. That is wi ll, but my subject sweeps a thousand years, a million vears, a quadrillion of years. I cannot stop at ono cradle; I am looking at tho cradles that reach all around the world and across all timo. I am not talking of Mother Eunice. lam talking of Grand mother Lois. The only way you can tell the force of a current is by sailing up stream, or the force of an ocean wave by running the ship against it. Running along with it wo cannot appreciate the force. In estimating maternal influence we generally run along with it down the stream of time, and so wo don’t under stand tho full force. Li t us come up to it from the eternity side, after it has been working on for centuries, and see all tboagood it has done and ail tho evil it has accomplished multiplied in mag nificent or appalling compound interest. The difference between that mother’s influence ou her children now and the influence when it lias been multiplied in hundreds of thousands of lives is the difference between tbe Mississippi river away up at the top of the continent starting from the little Lake Itasca, seven miles long and one wide, and its mouth at tin* gulf of Mexico, where na vies might ride. Between the birth of that river and its burial in the sea tbe Missouri pours in, and the Ohio pours in, and the Arkansas pours in, aud the Red and White and tho Yazoo rivers pour in, and all the states aud territo ries between tho Alleghany and Rocky mountains make contribution. Now, in order to test tbe power of a mother’s influence, we need to come in off the ocean of eternity aud sail up toward the one cradle, and we will find 10,000 tributaries of influence pouring in and pouring down. But it is, after all, one great river of power rolling on aud roll ing forever. Who can fathom it? Who can bridge it? Who can stop it? Had not mothers better be intensifying their prayers? Had they not better be elevat ing their example? Had they not better be rousing tbcms< Ives with the consid eration that by their faithfulness or neglect they are starting an influence which will be stupendous after the last mountain of earth is flat, and the last , sea has dried up, and the last flake of tho ashes of a consumed world shall have been blown away, and all the tele scopes of other worlds directed to the truck around which our world once swung shall discover not so much us a cinder of the burned down and swept off planet. In Ceylon there is a granite column 30 square feet in size, which is thought by tho natives to decide the world's continuance. An angel with robe spun from zephyrs is once a cen tury to descend aud sweep the hem of that robe across the granite, aud when by that attrition the column is worn •'way they say time will end. But by that process that granite column would be worn out of existence before moth ers’ influence will begin to give way. On the Great Divide. If a mother tell a child if be is not good some bugaboo will come and catch him, the fear excited may make the child a coward, and the fact that he finds that there is no bugaboo may make him a liar, and the echo of that false alarm may be heard after 15 generations have bceu born and have expired. If a moth er promises a child a reward for good behavior and after the good behavior forgets to give the reward, the cheat may crop out in some faithlessness half a thousand years further ou. If a mother cultivate a child’s vauity and eulogize bis curls and extol the uight black or sky blue or nut brown of tho child’s eyes aud call out in his presence the ad miration of spectators, pride and arro gance may be prolonged after half a dozen family records have been obliter ated. If a mother express doubt about some statement of the Holy Bible in a child’s presence long after tbe gates of this historical era have closed aud the gates of another era havo opened, the result may be seen in a champion blas phemer; but, on the other hand, if a mother walking with a child see a suf fering one by the wayside aud says, “My child, give that 10 cent piece to that lame boy,” the result may be seen on the other sid« of the following cen tury in some George Muller building a whole village of orphanages. If a mother sit almost every evening by the trundle bed of a child aud teach it lessons of a Saviour's love and a Saviour’s example, of the importance of truth and tho hor ror of a lie, aud tho virtues of industry and kindness and sympathy and self sac rifice long after tho mother has gone and the child has gone and the letter ing ou Loth the tombstones shall have been washed out by tho storms of innu merable winters, there may be standing, as a result of those trundle bed lessons, flaming evangels, world moving reform ers, seraphic Sunmierflelds, weeping Paysons, thundering Whitefields, eman cipating Washingtons. Nature Never Skip*. Good or bud influence may skip ono generation or two generations, but it will be sure to laud in tho third or fourth generation, just as the Ten Com mandments, speaking of tho visitation of Goil on families, says nothing about the second generation, but entirely skips tho second and speaks of the third and fourth generation—“visiting the in iquities of the fathers upon tho third and fourth gem ration of them that hate me.” Parental influence, right and wrong, may jump over a generation, but it will come down further on as sure as you sit there aud I stand here. Timothy’s ministry was projected by his grandmother, Lois. There are men and women here, the sons and daugh- tt rs of the Christian church, who aro such as a result of tho consecration of gnat-great-grandmothers. Why, who do you think the Lord is? You talk us though his memory was weak. He can as easily lemomber a prayer offered five centuries ago as a prayer offered five minutes ago. This explains what we often see—some man or woman distin guished for benevolence when the fa ther and mother were distinguished for pencriousness, or you see some young man or woman with a bad father and a hard mother cornu out gloriously for Christ and make the church sob and shout and sing under tbeir exhortations. We stand in corners of the vestry and whisper over the matter aud say, “How is this, such great piety in sous aud daughters of such parental worldliness and sin?” I will explain it to you if you will fetch me the old family Bible containing the full record. Let some septuagenarian look with mu clear upon tbe page of births and marriages and tell me who that woman was with the old fashioned name of Jemima or Betsy or Mehitabel. Ah, there she is, the old grandmother or great grandmother, who had enough religion to saturate a con tury. Why Slime Mt-n Win. There she is, the dear old sou], Grandmother Lois. In beautiful Green wood cemetery there is the resting place of George W. Bethune, once n minister of Brooklyn Heights, his name never spoken among intelligent Americans without suggesting two things—elo quence aud evangelism. In tho same tomb sleeps bis grandmother, Isabella Graham, who was the chief inspiration of ins ministry. You are not surprised at the poetry and pathos and pulpit power of tho gruudsou when you read of the faith amt devotion of his wonder ful ancestress. When you read this let ter, in which she poured out her wid owed soul in longings for u son’s salva tion, you will not wonder that succeed ing generations havo been blessed: “New York, May 20, 1791. “This day my only sou left me in bit ter wringings of heart. He is again launched ou the ocean—God’s ocean. Thu Lord saved him from shipwreck, brought him to my homo aud allowed me once more to iudulge my affections over him. He has been with me but a short time, and ill have I improved it; he is gone from my sight, and my heart bursts with tumultuous grief. Lord, have mercy ou tho widow’s son, ‘the only sou of his mother. ’ “I ask nothing in all this world for him; I repeat my petition, Have his soul alive, give him salvation from sin. It is not the danger oi the seas that dis tresses me; it is not the hardships be must undergo; it is not the dread of never seeing him more in this world; it is because I cannot discern the fulfill ment of the promise in him. I cannot discern tbe new birth nor its fruit, but every symptom of captivity to satau, tbe world aud self will. This, this is what distresses me, and in connection with this his being shut out from ordi nances at a distance from Christians; shut up with those who forget God, profane bis name aud break his Hab- baths; men who often live and die liks beasts, yet are accountable creatures, who must answer for every moment of time aud every word, thought and ac tion. O Loid, many wouders hast Hum shown me! Thy ways of dealing with me aud mine have not been common ones. Add this wonder to the rest. Call, convert, regenerate aud establish a sail or in the faith. Lord, all things are possible with thee. Glorify thy Son and extend his kingdom by sea and land; take tho prey from the strong. I roll him over upon thee. Many friends try to comfort me; miserable comforters are they all. Thou art tbe God of con solation. Only confirm to me thy pre cious word, on which thou causedst mo to hope in tbe day when they saidst to me, ‘Leave thy fatherless children; I will preserve them alive. ’ Only let this life be a spiritual life, and I put a blank in thy hand as to all temporal things. “I wait for thy salvation. Amen.” Old Fashioned Women. With such a grandmother would you not have a right to expect a George W. Bethune? Aud ail the thousands con verted through his ministry may date the saving powar back to Isabella Gra ham. God fill the earth and tho heavens with such grandmothers. We must some day go up aud thank these dear old souls. Surely God will let us go up and tell them of the results of their influ ence. Among our first questions in heaven will be, “Where is grandmoth er?" They will point her out, for wo would hardly know her even if we had seen her on earth, so bent over with years once and there so straight, so dim of eye through the blinding of eaithly tears and now her eye as clear as heav en, so full of aches and pains once aud now so agile with celestial health, tho wrinkles blooming into carnation roses and her step like the roe ou tho moun tains. Yes, I must see her, my grand mother on my father’s side, Mary Mc Coy, descendant of the Scotch. When I first spoke to an audience in Glasgow and felt somewhat diffident, being a stranger, I began by telling them my grandmother was a Scotchwoman, aud then there went up a shout of welcome, which made mu feel as easy as I do here. I must see her. You must see those women of the early part of the nineteenth century aud those of the eighteenth century, the an swer of whose prayers is in your wel fare today. God bless all tho aged wom en up aud down the land aud in all lauds! What a happy thing for Pom- pouius Attn us to say when making the tunerul address of hisinothei, “Though I have resided with her (!7 years, I was never once reconciled to her, because there never happened the least discord between us, and consequently there was no need of reconciliation." Make it as easy for the old folks as you can. When they aro sick, get for them the best doctors. Give them your arm when tho streets aro slippeiy. Stay with them all the timo you can. Go home and see the old folks. Find tho place for them in thobymubcok. Never be ashamed if they prefer styles of ap parel which are a little antiquated. Never say anything that implies that they are in the way. Make the read for tho last utile as smooth as you can. Oil, my, how you will miss her when she is gone! How much would I give to see my mother 1 I have so many things I would like to tell her, things that have happened in tho 30 years since she went away. Morning, noon and uight let us thank God lor the good influences that have come down from good mothers all the way back. Timothy, don’t forget your mother Eunice, and don’t forget your grandmother Lois. And hand down to others this patrimony of bless ing. Pass along tbe coronets. Make re ligion an heirloom from generation to generation. Mothers, consecrate your selves to God, aud you will help conse crate all the ages following! Do not dwell so much ou your hardships that you miss your chance of wielding an in fluence that shall look down upon you from tho towers of an endless future. I know Martin Luther was right when he consoled his wife over tho death of their daughter by saying: "Don’t take on so, wife. Remember tli*t this is a hard world for children." Yes, I go further aud say it is a hard world for women. Aye, I go farther and say it is u hard world for men. But for all wom en and men who trust their bodies aud souls in the hand of Christ the shining gates will soon swing open. Don’t you see the sickly pallor on the sky? That is the pallor on the cold cheek of the dying night. Don’t you see tho bright ening of the clouds? That is the flush ou the warm forehead of tbe morning. Cheer up, you are coming within sight of tho Celestial City. Ills UiieMtlon Answered. There havo been several boy babies born in Atlanta this past spring aud summer. This is not intended as a star tling piece of news, because their ar rivals have been duly aud appropriately chronicled, but it is only stated as the basis of a little joke. tyimo days ago four of tho happy young mothers, all of whom had tine boys at home, met in one of the dry goods stores. All of them completed their purchases about the same time. As they were all leaving the store, in speaking distance of each other, a fresh young clerk, in an effort to bo pleasant, tired tbe stereotyped question at one of them, “How is the boy today?" In an instant four beaming faces were turned toward him, and four pleased voices answered in chorus, "Oh, he’s all right, thunk you." Tho clerk faint ed.—Atlanta Constitution. True friendship are at the expense of tine not purchased clothes. The key to hcitlth Im In the kidneys und liver. Keen these orznns active and you have health, Htreinrth and cheerful sjilrlls. I'uK Ki.v Ash Hittkhs Is a Htlninlant for the kidneys, reyuliiteH the liver, stomach and Ikiwi-Im. A indden household remedy. For sale hy Cherokee l»rus Co. Doa’I Neglect Year Liver. Liver troubles quickly result in serious complications, ami the man who ncKlects Ids liver has little regard for health. A bottle of Itrowns’ Iron liitters taken now and then will keep the liver in perfect order. If the disease has developed, Itrowm*’Iron Hitters will care it permanently. Strength and vitality will always follow its use. Hrvwiu’ Irvu ilium is •eld by aU daaUrs. AN EFFECTIVE PARABLE. Genernl Jonbert's Story Saved the Lives of the Jameson Raiders. A most interesting account of the manner in which the lives of Jameson and his men were spared, after tho sur render to tbe Boers, is told by the Nicuws Van den Dag of Amsterdam: The stern old Boers, when they had Jameson aud his fellow officers in their bauds, determined to execute the lead ers of the baud at daybreak. The meet ing took place in President Kruger’s house, 20 being present, of whom the great majority, wild with indignation at the sudden inroad into their terri tory, were for shooting the British offi cers at once. President Kruger opposed this sum mary plan and used all his eloquence aud all his influence on behalf of tho prisoners. For a long time his efforts were vain. It was 4 o’clock in tho morning, and the president’s opponents were still for exlY'Otion. The lives of the foreigners bung by a thread. At length General Joubert, one of tbe few who agreed with tho president, had recourse to tho old time Boor method of convincing bis hearers. Hu made use of a parable. “Friends,” he said, “will you not listen to my voice once more? Suppose that close to my farm lives a bad neigh bor who keeps fierce hounds in bis house, worrying my sheep exceedingly and also killing some. What, then, would you have mo to do? Should I kill the hounds to bo free cf this worry? Truly my neighbor would say unto me: ‘Thou hast killed my bounds, yet their value is greater than the value of your sheep. Pay thou mo!’ Is it not better that I should take the hounds and go ing into my neighbor’s house say, ‘These are thine; now pay me for the harm they havo done my flock?’ ’’ There was silence, and tho general continued: "We havo caught the pack. Is it not better to send them to tho British government with demands for reparation, lest tho British send more hounds to worry us anew?" Tho old form of argument proved successful. The wisdom of moderation became apparent, aud tho council of war accepted tho advice of their chiefs. SERVANTS’ EXCUSES. The One XVoiiiun Who Wan Clever Kuoiinb to Clrcamvent Them. We have heard the story of tho Cana dian mistress who, with seven servants in her house, was obliged to go to the • garden and pick berries for the table. Each of tho servants declined tho task with tho stereotyped excuse, “It ain’t my place to pick berries.” Grd, in his "History of Cleveland," relates an an ecdote of Margaret Wharton, who, while accepting her s. rvuuts’ excuse, yet made them do her will. In ono of her visits to Scarborough Mrs. Wharton, with her usual economy, hud a family pie for dinner, which she directed tho footman to convoy to tho bakehouse. This tho man declined to do us not belonging to his place, or rather, as derogatory to bis conse quence. Tho lady then moved tho ques tion to the coachman, but found a still stronger objection. To save the pride of both Mrs. Wharton resolved to take tho pio to the shop herself. She ordered out: man to harness aud bring out the horses and tho other to mount anti ride behind, aud thus the errand was done with all honor and ceremony. Then in duo time tho coachman was ordered to put to a sec ond time and the footman to mount be hind, and Mrs. Wharton brought buck the pio in the same dignified state. "Now," said tho lady to tho coach man, “you have kept your place, which is to drive, and you yours," to tho foot man, "which is to wait, aud I mine, which is to have my pio for dinner.” CniitiiiuoiiM Steel 1'lpe. Tho West Australian government has taken a contract to lay nearly 35U miles of water pipe of a novel character. This pipe is to l:o made of steel spirals pack ed in cou irete. Sheet metal is cut into strips of tho required width. These are fed into a machine aud welded into one continuous strip. As the strip is fed in to tho machine rivot holes are punched; then the edges of tho laps aro brought together by machinery aud bold during tho process of riveting, which is all done by compression. Tho lap is thrown on the outside of the pipe, rendering the inner surface sooth and even throughout its length. A tenacious hydraulic ce ment is packed around tho laps, making the pipo absolutely water tight.—New York Ledger. She Lovea Birds. Tho dowager empress of China is de voted to birds of all kinds, and innu merable bird pets aro kept about the palace. She is reported to have wept copiously about tho death of a favorite nightingale not along ago. Upon being told of u Chinese girl who had eom- plaM od bitterly of tho dreariness of life this exalted lady remarked sagely that a woman ought to take so much pride in her home that it could bo a heaven to her, adding, “Thero aro always birds and flowers." She is a clever artist and delights in painting from nature. you MUST Imvc pure blood for ■ good health. Hood's Sarsaparilla purifies the blood. Take Hood’s Sar saparilla if you would BE WELL. FOR Up-to-Date Job Print ing, call at the LEDGER Office. Gaffney, S. C. Cruel Knife! It is absolutely useless to erpect t surgical operation to cure cancer, at any other blood disease. The cruelty of such treatment is illustrated in the alarming number of deaths which re sult from it. The disease is in the blood, and hence can not be cut out. Nine times out of ten the surgeon'* knife only hastens death. My son had a most malignant Cancer, fm Which the doctors said an operation waa Ui* only hope. Theoper- atlon was a severe one, as It was neces sary to cat down to the jawbone and ■crape it. Before a great while the Can cer returned, and be gan to grow rapidly. Wc gave him many remedies without re lief, and Anally, upon the advice of a friend, decided to try 8. 8. 8. (Swift’s Specific), and with* the second bottle be began to improve. After twenty bottles bar been takeif the Cancer disappeared entirely and he was cured. The cure was a nermane:* one. for he is now seventeen years old, and hai- never hod a Sign of the dreadful disease to turn. J. N. Musoocb. 279 Snodgrass St., Dallas, Texas. Absolutely the only hope for Cancel is Swift’s Specific, £S.S. r rI» Blood as it is the only remedy which goo> to the very bottom of the blood and forces out every trace of the disease:. 8. S. S. is guaranteed purely vegetable, and contains no potash, mercury, o, other mineral. Books on Cancer will be mailed free to any address by the Swift Specilit Co., iftlunta, Ga. A. N. WOOD. 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