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THE NEWBERRY SUN, NEWBERRY. S. C.
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WILL OF THE WIND
By WILLIAM BRANDON
M RS. HACKETT found her in the
bedroom crying. She stood in
the doorway and said grimly: "I
came in to borrow some sugar,
Sylvie. The door was open so I just
walked in. Now what on earth's
wrong with you?”
Sylvia sat up and dried her eyes.
Her starched gingham skirt was
wrinkled and her black hair was
tangled and disordered. A curling
strand of it hung down beside her
nose like an ink stain. A pin had
come out of her imitation lace collar
and it had fallen down to catch in
the red buckle at her waist. She
said shakily, “Hello, Mrs. Hackett.
N-othing.”
Mrs. Hackett drew down the cor
ners of her mouth. “Nothing, my
foot. It’s because of Chip wanting to
pull up stakes and go to Canton.
Isn’t it? Of course it is.”
“Why?” Sylvia wailed. “What did
you do?”
"Well,” Mrs. Hackett said, "you
can take it for what it’s worth,
Sylvia. It worked with Mr. Hackett,
I know that.”
“But what was it?”
“Whenever he worked himself up
to a pitch about cutting loose and
chasing away some place after
something he thought was better, I
simply gave him his way.”
Sylvia looked disappointed and
puzzled. “01*."
“But,” Mrs. Hackett said pro
foundly, “he didn’t know it. I took
him on a trip. Just a week or so.
And I kept him on the jump every
minute of it. I always liked little
trips around, ^anyway. Well, by the
time that man would get home
again he’d be so tired of jumping
around that he wouldn’t have left
They were gone six days. Each day
Sylvia had them up and driving ai
daylight and she kept on the job,
circuiting the sights at the next stop,
until late at night. She called upor
Chip to stop often at roadside standi
where she purchased carved orna
ments and bumpy pottery.
She plied him with hot dogs, soft
drinks and bad coffee. She was sur
prised and delighted at the glazed
look that appeared in his eyes on
the third day.
Mrs. Hackett came over the day
after they returned. She said,
“Well!” and paused expectantly,
holding the cup of sugar in both
hands.
“He went back to work today,”
Sylvia said. There was a listless
note in her voice. “He hasn’t said
anything about going to Canton
for days.”
"Mm! And what did he say when
he got home?” She pursed her lips.
“That he never thought it would
look so good to him?”
Sylvia nodded. She sat down on a
kitchen chair and swung one foot
and watched it pensively. "Just ex
actly," she said.
“You won’t even be able to get
him to stir out of the house to a pic-
Sylvia slapped the lock of hair out
of her eyes. “I won’t be a boomer’s
wife!” she flared. “I won’t!”
“Mm,” Mrs. Hackett said sourly.
“ *A boy’s will is the wind’s will.’
That’s a poem. It’s the truest thing
in the world. Don’t do no good to
fight against it. Remember that and
you’ll have it easier.”
“I won’t be a boomer’s—b-boom-
er’s wife! I won’t drag around to
one mill after another all my life,
and never have anything, no home,
and no—no nothing! I won't!”
“Well, it’s his job, if he wants to
throw it away.”
“It isn’t! It’s just as much mine
as it is his! I don’t believe in that
old idea that a woman’s just a—a
slave, to follow a man around at
whatever h* happens to want to
do!”
“Oh, you don’t,” Mrs. Hackett
said. “And just what can you do
about it?”
Sylvia bowed her head and
scrubbed unhappily at her cheeks
with her handkerchiet “I don’t
know,” she sobbed.
“Of course you don’t. You’re noth
ing but a child.” Mrs. Hackett
sniffed. "You'd be twenty years
finding out what to do and by that
time it’s too late to do you any good.
Unless there’s somebody around to
tell you to begin with. Somebody
who knows.”
Sylvia was not impressed. “What
could you tell me, Mrs. Hackett?
What could anyone do? I’ve argued
with him until I’m almost crazy but
he—he doesn’t even listen any more.
He’s got his mind set on moving on,
to something different that won’t be
any different at all, and then he’ll
want to go again, and—”
“ ’A boy’s will is the wind’s
will,’ ” said Mrs. Hackett. “That’s
what the poem says. It’s just as
true of a man or an old man, for
that matter. The older they get the
truer it gets, I reckon. Only they
kind of give up trying to do any
thing about it after so long a time.”
She pushed up her lower lip and
looked down her nose at Sylvia.
"Like Mr. Hackett.”
Sylvia looked up, startled. “You
mean Mr. Hackett used to — want
to—”
“He was the hardest man to hold
down in this town. He got tired of
everything, that was his trouble. It’s
a sort of laziness, that’s all it is. But
be stuck here. He stuck, all right.”
They went np Into Michigan,
Minnesota and Iowa and St. Lonis
for a pension. That,” Mrs. Hackett
said, “is something you find out
about men, Sylvia. They like to start
but they like getting back a whole
lot more.” •
Sylvia said doubtfully, "It doesn’t
sound like Chip would—”
“Maybe he wouldn’t. I’m the last
person in the world to try to give
folks advice, Sylvia. Nobody wants
it and I guess everyone has to sew
his own seam anyway. But Mr.
Hackett says they’re shutting down
for a week for the millwright’s
gang, and if Chip was to spend that
week in a car bouncing along from
one place to another, without even
a chance to catch his breath . . .
Well, ’a boy’s will is the wind’s will,’
and the wind can change in a min
ute.”
“But what if he wouldn’t want to
go?”
“Mm. You tell him you want a
little vacation before you move to
Canton. If he thinks you've given in
about that he’ll take you. You try it
and see."
They went up into Michigan, west
to Wisconsin, down through Minne
sota and Iowa and St. Louis to Mem
phis, east to Knoxville and up
through Louisville to come home.
west to Wisconsin, down through
to Memphis.
ture show for a month. I told you.
Wind’s will, that’s the poem.
They’re all alike.” She put the cup
of sugar on the kitchen cabinet and
looked at Sylvia and frowned. “But
I wouldn't say you look so happy
about it, Sylvie. But you’re tired.”
Sylvia stopped swinging her foot
and rested her chin on her hands.
She sighed and said, “Only of this
town, I guess. I was just thinking,
when we came back yesterday, and
it looked so ... so old and so shabby
and dull and tiresome . . . and I
thought that we'll spend all our lives
here.”
Mrs. Hackett drew back and re
garded her and then said again de
fensively, "You’re just tired, Sylvie.”
Sylvia looked up and her eyes
were sparkling. "But I’m not,” she
said. “I had a wonderful time.”
CROSSWORD PUZZLE
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Horizontal
1 Shades of
a primary
color
5 Fish
9 Egress
10 Weaver-
bird
11 Variety
willow
12 Lairs
14 Wild horses
(Tex.)
15 Any power
ful deity
17 High
(mus.)
18 Affirmative
reply
19 African
antelope
20 New
I Testament
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21 Observe
22 Fruit of
the palm
23 Pampers
25 Nail
27 Mandate
28 Centimeter
(abbr.)
30 Leap
31 Caress
32 Shinto
temple
33 Jewish
month
34 Fancy ball
clothes
35 Ankle bone
(anat.)
38 People of
Ireland
39 Civil wrong
40 Wagon
41 Female
sheep (pi.)
42 Antlered
animal
(poss.)
Vertical
1 Consequence
2 Live
3 Fare
4 Wandered
5 Medleys
6 Metallic
rocks
7 River (Fr,)
8 Range
11 Sultanate
(SE Arabia)
13 Sling around
15 Sewing
implements
19 Fuel
21 Scatter,
as seed
22 Moisture
23 Head
covering
24 Framework
of crossed
sticks
25 Talk
No. 2
26 Having lobes
28 Boxes with
lids
29 Reduce
to a pulp
31 Upright
supports
32 Simper
34 Preservd,
as by salt
ing, etc.
35 River
(Russ.)
37 Humble
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WAS THIS THE MOST CHARMING
WOMAN?
You can pick up almost any wom
an’s magazine and read an article
about the most charming woman
that ever lived. One writer will se
lect a movie actress like Ingrid
Bergman. Another writer will point
to the fact that the Duchess of Wind
sor is the most charming, magnetic
woman. Imaginative writers go all
the way back to Cleopatra in mak
ing their nominations.
It seems to me, however, that,
everything considered, the most
charming woman who ever lived
was not a movie actress, an Egyp
tian queen, or the heroine of a popu
lar novel She was instead a mild,
middle-aged woman who lived in
Paris around the middle of the
Nineteenth century.
Her name was Madame Re-
camier, and although she left be
hind nothing but an exquisite legend
“as of a rose that had bloon.ed for a
while in a garden and vanished,"
men and women still praise her.
The secret of Madame Reca-
mier’s charm was that she put her
self always in the other person’s
place. “She was an enchanting lis
tener,” one of her admirers said.
She was. She rarely spoke herself.
But she did something far more im
portant—she contrived to make you
say bright and witty things.
She had tremendous tact. When
you called at her home, she smiled
graciously, made you feel more wel
come than you’d ever felt anywhere
before. She wasn’t flowery or ex
travagant about it. It was the way
she said what she said rather than
the words she used.
One of her friends, the great
French author Sainte-Beuve, wrote
on the day after her death, “She
would have liked to stop everything
at April — her heart remained at
early Spring.”
What did she offer these persons
that they loved her so? Not wealth.
Hers was lost. Not position. She
lived in a four-room flat. Then
what? The sheer charm and power
of a perfect personality.
Jeanne Francoise Recamier was
her full name. She lived in Paris
from 1777 to 1849. To this day when
writers want to set up a standard
of charm and personality, they
choose her as their model
Storm Facts Set Right
Col. Jason Z. Pemmican, a sur
vivor of the famous eastern blizzard
of ’88, who has been too indignant
over comparisons of recent snow
storms with it to speak calmly, has
succeeded in regaining his com
posure sufficiently to get a few
things off his chest. "Mere flurries
our modern snowfalls!” declared
the colonel. “Nothing beyond a thin
covering of light flakes! Any sur
vivor of the blizzard of '88 would
have been glad to have brushed
away the highest drifts on Manhat
tan Island with his hat.
*
“The blizzard of ’88 was a bliz
zard. It had zero weather, terrific
gales and more snow, no matter
what our incompetent and unin
formed weather bureaus say. I don’t
care what the weather man says
about more snow on the level in this
peewee storm. None of it was on the
level in '88, and four dozen stalwart
men who went out to measure it
were never heard of again. Their in
struments were later found in a
snowslide 75 miles north.
"In New York a bronze eagle,
weighing 28 pounds, atop the Grand
Union Hotel, was blown clear across
Brooklyn and later found buried un
der six feet of snow on the roof of a
bath house at Coney Island. A cigar
store Indian near Niblo’s Gardens
got caught in an ice floe and was
later found in the lobby of Barnum’s
Museum miles away. A marble
statue of Daniel Webster that was
away uptown for that era got turned
completely around in 'a sudden gust
and ice cracked the base.
•
“A farmer milking a cow in a shed
on a farm where the Commodore
Hotel now stands got brick ice
cream. He started for his cottage
100 yards away but was buried in
snow before he made it. The cow
was in a perfect state of preserva
tion that July, but it took time to get
the ice off. Why I felt so cold for
years after that blizzard that ten
years later I went to the Klondike
which seemed to me like a summer
resort.
• • •
Special Delivery Letters
Ex-King Michael of Romania,
Dear Mike:
What a break you got In getting
kicked out! Not to have to go on
being a king anywhere on earth
these days, especially in the Bal
kans, oh boy! I bet it was like get
ting a last minute pardon after what
looked like a life stretch.
It seems only yesterday that your
picture was a rotogravure special.
You were just a scared looking kid
who seemed always to be asking
“Where’s popper this time?” Most
of the time you couldn’t figure
whether the old gent was a king or a
traveling man and you must have
had a tough time as a child under
standing whether you were to suc
ceed to a throne or a sleeping car.
The old gent abdicated so often that
the Romanian throne was the only
one in the world that had to be fitted
with metal slots with the words "Oc
cupied” and “Unoccupied.”
♦
It looked for a while as If Moscow
would be brutal enough to let you
go on being king, but just when no
escape seemed at hand you fell in
love and went in for a capitalistic
thing like engagement and marriage
without the necessary Kremlin pass
ports to a private life, and presto
you were let out without even two
weeks* notice and only small sev-
erence pay.
*
Congratulations, however, as it
was a close call. Now you can love
a fine young woman, marry her and
sit around in a bathrobe, while the
wife cooks some scrambled eggs,
without bringing on international
complications, threatening world
peace providing Vishinsky nuts.
What is more you can come home
at night, kiss the wife and say
“What’s new, toots?” without being
accused of warmongering.
You deserved it, Michael, my boy.
Elmer.
SILVER LINING
On winter I am keeping score—
The sky is dark
At half-past four.
But here’s a thought
To warm the heart—
The season barely gets a start
Before the days
Start lengthening.
And later sunsets
Hint that spring.
Though distant,
Can’t be far behind. •
’Tis thus to gooseflesb
I’m resigned.
• • •
Henry Wallace says he may with
draw his candidacy at any time
when he decides either major party
takes a stand of which he can ap
prove. This introduces for the first
time in any ring a man’s hat
equipped with emergency exits and
fire escapes.
• • •
CAN YOU REMEMBER—
Back when all barflies were male?
• • •
Our idea of a fabulously rich man
is a fellow who can hire a touring
car in Miami for a whole weekend.
U. S. Teaches How
Things Are Done
Instructions Covering Big
Variety of Subjects Are
Available at G. P. 0.
WASHINGTON. — Do you want
to learn how to:
Judge a house? Speak Aleut?
Raise a baby? Cook a beaver?
Run a small sawmill business?
Your government will tell you. It
will tell you how to do almost any
thing on earth.
Instructions on an astonishing
variety of subjects have been pre
pared by various government agen
cies and are sold by the government
printing office (G.P.O.) at pripes
generally ranging from 5 to 50 cents.
Cooking recipes — except for fish
and game — are prepared by the
agriculture department’s bureau of
home economics.
Fish and game recipes are by the
fish and wildlife service, interior
department. The home economics
experts there teach you how to cook
beaver, raccoon and opossum as well
as nearly everything that lives in
water — from trout to blowflsh, not
to mention garfish, squid and conch.
All About Babies.
Babies are the problems that most
people ask about, “Infant Care”
written by the children’s bureau of
the labor department, is the G.P.O.’s
all-time best seller — close to four
million copies at 15 cents each. Sec
ond best seller is “Prenatal Care”
for 5 cents — more’ than two and
one-quarter million copies. Third
best is “Your Child From One to
Six,” for 15 cents — approaching
two million copies.
Publications on pilot training,
navigation, aerodynamics and other
aviation subjects are the second
most popular group. They are pre
pared by the civil aeronautics ad
ministration and some have sold
more than 400,000 copies each.
The government has answers for
nearly all the problems you meet as
you go through lite.
The office of education provides
a vast amount of advice on reading
and schooling, and the public health
service all through the years gives
latest information on keeping
healthy.
If you want to go into business,
the commerce department will tell
you how to establish and operate
a great variety of enterprises — a
grocery store, service station,
beauty shop, year-round motor
court, shoe repair shop, weekly
newspaper. These publications were
produced chiefly for veterans who
wanted to start small businesses.
Stamps and Jndo.
When the time comes to buy a
home, you can learn for 25 cents
“How to Judge a House.” For an
other 20 cents you can learn “Care
and Repair of the House.” There
are pamphlets on financing a home,
landscaping it, remodeling it and
controlling termites.
There are instructions on making
things for the home out of castoff
boxes and odd pieces of lumber.
Farmers and their wives can
learn almost anything they want to
itnow about running a farm or a
farmhouse. Much of the household
and gardening information is as use
ful to city or suburban folk as to
farmers.
Hobbyists can get the government
to tell them about postage stamps,
basic photography, fishing, leather-
craft, woodworking, raising squabs,
collecting insects or medicinal
plants or practicing judo. The judo
instructions <40 cents) were pre
pared for soldiers by the war de
partment. The other pamphlets, too,
bad some such specific purpose,
rather than just encouraging hob-
oies.
If you are feeling arty, for $5 the
G.P.O. will sell you its "Album of
American Battle Art.” If you want
to learn the language of the Aleutian
natives, get the interior depart
ment’s “The Aleut Language,” the
first text in which Aleut words were
printed in Roman characters with
English definitions. The Russians
previously had done the only work
on the Aleut speech.
‘Paralytic’ Becomes Spry
When Police Raid the Place
GENOA, ITALY.—Luciana Galli-
pani, 25-year-old cigaret black mar
keteer, recovered miraculously from
“paralysis” in a supreme effort to
get away from the police.
The young woman, whose legs
have been believed paralyzed for
several years, was selling contra
band American cigarets at the en
trance to the arsenal when the po
lice made a surprise raid.
Luciana struggled to her feet,
took a tottering step or two while
leaning against the wall for support,
and then ran off fast enough to out
distance her pursuers.
Mother Five Minutes Late
At Bedside of Dying Son
FORT BRAGG, N. C.—A CaUfor-
nia mother completed a transconti
nental flight to see her dying son-
five minutes too late. Mrs. Margue
rite Whitting of San Diego arrived
at a Fort Bragg hospital at 3:35
a. m., but her son. Pvt. Earl Whit
ting, 23, of the airborne engineers,
had died at 3:30 a. m. of injuries
suffered in a motorcycle mishap ai
Fayetteville.
The mother traveled by air from
San Diego to Raleigh, and was
rushed to Fort Bragg by a Red
Cross car.
SCRIPTURE: Isaiah 53:4-6; Matthew
1:21; 5:17; 20:26-28; Luke 19:1-10; He
brews 4:15, 16.
DEVOTIONAL READING: Isaiah 53*
1-12.
His Work of Salvation
Lesson for February 1, 1948
DROFESSOR WILLIAM JAMES
1 was once asked to give a defini
tion of Christianity. He replied, “1
doubt if there is a satisfactory defi
nition of Christian
ity, but I can give
you an example ol
it — Dr. Phillips
Brooks.”
Our lesson foi
Sunday tells us
many things about
Jesus, his work of
salvation chiefly.
But before we can
understand what he
does, we must look
Dr. Newton a 8 ain at who he
was and is. We be
gin with Isaiah 53:1-12. Who can
read those majestic words without
tears? And then we come to Matthew
1:21, "And thou shalt call his name
Jesus, for he shall save his people
from their sins.” Then go on to read
Matthew 5:17-28, Luke 19:1-10, and
Hebrews 4:15, 16.
The key verse, it seems to me, in
Sunday’s lesson is Luke 19:10, “The
Son of man came to seek and to
save that which was lost.” Hold tc
this key, and every door will open
in this lesson.
JESUS HELPS ZACCHAEUS
TN THE first ten verses of the 19tb
chapter of Luke we have the fas
cinating story of Jesus calling Zac-
chaeus down from the tree, forgiv
ing his sins, and entering into his
house. The disciples complained that
Jesus had gone to lunch with a man
that was a sinner. It was then that
the Master declared, “The Son ol
man is come to seek and to save
that which was lost.”
Zacchaeus is but an illustration
of what Jesus seeks to do for
every man. He has not come to
save a few, but “whosoever will.”
He will not force himself upon any
man, but he waits in hope of sav
ing every man.
The "worst” boy in your commu
nity may be saved — will be saved
— if only he will do as Zacchaeus
did, come to Jesus, just as he is,
confessing; his sin and believing on
the Lord Jesus Christ.
HOW JESUS CHANGES PEOPLE
J ESUS saved Zacchaeus by for
giving his sins and putting a new
attitude in his heart. He had harmed
many people, or at least they
thought he had. They would not for
give him.
He may not have asked them
to forgive him, but when he met
Jesus and was changed by the re
deeming grace of the Saviour, he
proposed to restore fourfold
wherever he may have wronged
anyone. More than that, Zacchaeus
offered to give the half of his
goods to the poor. He gave con
vincing evidence that he was a
changed man. So will every man
who believes in Jesus.
But we must remember this, Zac
chaeus bared his soul to the Saviour
in repentance of his sins and be
lieved on him as the Son of God be
fore he manifested a changed atti
tude.
THE PURPOSE OF JESUS
R ECALL again the words of the
angel to Joseph, "Thou shalt
call his name Jesus, for he shall
save his people from their sins.” It
was to save sinners like Zacchaeus
that Jesus came down from heaven
and died on the cross. That was and
is his purpose.
“He went about doing good, for
God was with him,” Acts 10:38.
We shall never understand the
work of Jesus until we come to
see him at work in every age
and amongst all mankind to do
the will of the Father in saving
any and all who will come unto
him in faith believing.
“SO SEND I YOU”
J ESUS calls upon you and upon
me and upon every follower ol
his to accept as the central purpose
of our lives this mission of winning
lost souls unto him. “As the Father
hath sent me, so send I you.”
1 sat in a boat with two prom
inent business men, fishing In a
private lake one afternoon last No
vember. Mr. Asa G. Candler of
Atlanta and I were guests of Mr.
Carr P. Collins of Dallas. We were
at his Wild Briar farm, a few
miles from Dallas. We were talk
ing about the plight of the world.
Mr. Collins said: “What is money
worth if we think of it apart from
the purpose of God? Until we come
back to the words of Jesus, ‘So
send I you,’ we cannot hope to
improve the sorrowful plight of
our frightened day and genera
tion. AH men are lost until they
come to know him as Saviour.”
Let this testimony of one of God’s
gentlemen be heard and heeded by
laymen and preachers alike, and
fear will give way to faith, and the
kingdoms of this earth will becomt
the kingdom of our Lord and
Saviour Jesus Christ.
(Copyright by the International Council
ol Religious Education on behalf ol
1 Protestant denominations. Released by
wvu Features.)
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• • •
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The Questions
SEWING CIRCLE PATTERN DEPT.
530 South Wells St. Chicago 7, DL
Enclose 25 cents in coins for eaeh
pattern desired.
Pattern No Size
Name
Address
1. What is a brumal month?
2. In what country is Amharic
spoken?
3. Which is the higher in rank,
marquis or an earl?
4. Did the 7-day week originate
in historic or prehistoric times?
5. From what part of the whale
is whale bone taken?
6. Is the word corpse correctly
applied to anything but the human
body?
7. Does fog indicate bad weather
to come?
8. What is the difference be
tween standard coins and token
coins?
9. The U. S. coast guard has
had a continuous history since its
authorization by congress in what
year?
10. What is the difference be
tween epitaph, epigram and epi
thet?
The Answers
1. A winterlike month.
2. It has been the speech of
Ethiopia since 1300 A. D.
3. A marquis.
4. Prehistoric.
5. The jaw.
6. No.
7. No, fair weather.
8. Standard coins when new are
worth their face value as metal.
Token coins pass for more than
their actual value in metal.
9. In 1790 (August 4).
10. Epitaph, tombstone inscrip
tion; epigram, witty saying; epi
thet, word expressing some char
acteristic quality.
Women Squelch Gripers;
Put 'Em on Committees
Griping doesn’t go in Noel, Mo.,
and it’s a women’s organization—
of all things—that’s putting a stop
to it.
“Every time someone growls
about a situation,” its leader says,
“we put them on a committee to
straighten it out.” “Straightening
it out” so far has meant turning
the city dump into a public park,
providing equipment for city ten
nis courts, instituting a sanitation
and clean-up program, and install
ing several public drinking foun
tains.
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Tasty Kellogg’s All-Bran and luscious
raisins . .. m-m-m, there’s a mouth
watering flavor combination!
2 tablespoons % cup milk
shortening 1 cup sifted flour
% cup sugar % teaspoon salt
1 egg 2% teaspoons
1 cup Kellogg’s baking powder
All-Bran % cup raisins
Blend shortening and sugar thor- |
oughly; add egg and beat well. Stir
In Kellogg’s All-Bran and milk. Let
soak until most of moisture is taken (
up. Sift flour with salt and bakisf ;
powder; stir in raisins. Add to first
mixture and stir only until flour di^ j
appears. Fill greased muffin pans two- ;
thirds full. Bake in a moderately.
hot oven (400’F.) 25 to 30 minutes.
Makes 9 marvelous muffins.
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