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Jost before sandown on the second day of his scooting along the front Ken? ton came very,near crossing a highway np which a Federal scouting party were quietly riding in hopes toc?me upon game of some sort. Tho rattle of a trooper's saber put him on his guard, and he had just time to sink down in tiie bushes to escape observation. Not Mt Just t ime to sink dornt in the bushes to escape observation. so with the man who had been dogging him. He was aiming to cross the road lower down, and as he stepped out a dozen carbines were leveled at him, and he was a prisoner in ar instant. Ken? ton was too far away to hear what was said, but we can relate it. Reube Par? ker no sooner found himself in the hands of the enemy than he asked for the cap? tain in command and said: "I don't deny bein a scour? and yo' see me" yere in Confederate uniform with a pass signed by Gineral Jackson. Thar's two of us, and I reckon yo' might as well get the other one while yo'raboot it." 4 4 Do you mean that you were in the company of another Confederate scout?' * asked the captain. "That's what I mean. " . 4 4 And where is he?" 4* Round yere sumwbar, I reckon. If yo'll beat up the boshes porty lively, yo'll be apt to uncover him." "I'll have the locality searched, of course," said the captain after a long, hard look at Reube,4 4 but it strikes me yon are a mighty mean' man to give your comrade away.7' "Yaas, I reckon it does," imprudent? ly drawled Reube, 4and mebbel'd bet? ter tell yo' why. It's bekase he mrs an? other of yo'-a reg'lar bo'n Yank who's meen- 'nuff to sell out both sides if he could! Reckon .he's got lots of news . fur Gineral Jackson this time, and yo'll git a prize if yo' git hold o' him!" i ~" CHAPTER X1T. Ike Basters wife mace her way to the Percy mansion to find eveiything in confusion. Every neigh?x>r had fled, - -and such friends as remained were ex? aggerating the results of Jackson's de teat and retreat. Reports were broogbt in by this one and that one that Jack? son himself intended to burn the town j and leave only desolation behind him j as he fell back. As a consequence, j though brave enough during the early j part of the day, night came to find Ma- j r?an and her mother full of alarm. This was added to by Mrs. Baster's appear? ance. Her errand appeared to be to give information of the servants who had i -fled in terror, and in this way she { gained admission to the presence of the j ladies, though as she left the kitchen j TJncle Ben shook his head and muttered j to himself: "I nebber did like dem white trash j folks 'tall, an I can't a-bear to hev 'em around. I know dat man ob hers, an de j two ob'em together hain't worf shacks!" j The Percys had beard a rumor that I several of the guards had been killed or captured at Kernstown, but had no reliable information. Mrs. Baxter gave ? the number and their names. The last name on her list was that of Royal Ken- j ton, and she added the information that ! it was believed by all the surviving j guards that Kenton was tc be held re- j sponsible. "I don't see how," quickly replied j Marian as a look of pain and surprise came to bei face. "He braved danger i with th? rest, and be was also made ; prisoner." "I'm sure I dunno, but I'm teilin yo' what they all say,'' remarked the woman. "Didn't know but Captain ! Wyle had told yo* ali how it hap- j pened." "No. He has not been here. " "Everybody's cheerin and sbakin ! hands with be on, "cause be un was so I brave. He un killed 10 Yankees with j his sword in that fout. Gineral Jack- j son shook hands with him down at tbe ! tavern befo' all the people. Reckon be j un will be made a grand ossifer fur bein 80 brave." She had given Kenton a shot and j Wyle a lift, as she thought, and satis- j fled for the time being she asked if she j could be of assistance during the ab- j sence of the servants, adding that near- j ly the entire colored population cf the town had fled, and th?t most of them would probably be picked .up by the Federals and sent north. Under the ; circumstances her offer was eagerly ac? cepted, and she had gained the point she was seeking. While Marian and her mother were nervous and upset over the situation, they had no thought of flight. It was certain that Jackson wonld re RIOHTEO 1894 BY A?WERICAN PRESS ASSOCIATION. treat tip the valley, and that Shields would occupy Winchester, but they were too sensible to fear that the town would be given up to sack. They were preparing to retire when they were aroused by the call of a citizen acquaint? ance who had made all preparations for flight and felt it his duty to warn them of the perils of the situation. He re^ peated the story that the town was to be burned and the valley laid waste, and added that news had been received from the front to the effect that the advancing Federals were applying the torch and dealing out death as they advanced. He advised them to lose no time in retreat? ing up the valley. This information added the climax. . In the- Alleghany mountains to the west, 50 miles away, was a rough but comfortable house surrounded by a few acres of land which Senator Percy had owned for years before bis death and occupied with his family for several weeks in sommer. There he had found good shooting and Ashing and rest. After receiving the latest ** news" ard sitting down to wonder what they should do, mother, and daughter re? membered the place and its quiet loca? tion and soon determined that if flight was necessary it should be in that di? rection. It was out of the track of the armies,and they would not be disturbed, and they might hope that after a few weeks the Confederates would either re? gain permanent possession of the valley or that war would be at an end. The faith of the south in its soldiery was sublime, and it never wavered until the last gun was fired at Appomattox. To decide was to act. While the la? dies set about packing whatever they might need, Uncle Ben was told to have a vehicle ready for a move at daylight. When Mrs. Baxter was informed of the contemplated move, she promptly vol? unteered to go along, and her offer was as promptly accepted. It was not only a part of her plan to maintain an es? pionage on Marian, but to be on hand when opportunity might offer to favor Captain Wyle's cause. Such a flight would bring mistress and servant closer together. There was a grim determi? nation about the woman worthy of a far better cause. She hated Boyal Kenton simply because she believed he stood in the way of Ike's advancement. She would be faithful to Captain Wyle sim? ply because it would assist Ike. She had always fretted because Ike had no ambition to climb op. His excuse bad always been: * 'Dod rot my infernal hide, but how 's a feller goin to start? Show me a way to climb, and I'll git thar or die tryini" The war had opened a way. Np mat? ter if Ike was regarded as the poorest j soldier in his company and the last one j who wonld deserve promotion, he had i made her believe that he was on the ! road to military glory, and that on his ? "success depended her opportunity to j become somebody. " She was ambitious j even if poor and ignorant. In some way I which she could cot yet determine j Kenton was to disappear, Captain Wyle j was to wed Marian, and Ike was to be- ? come "a great gineral and ride around j on a critter." There was no sleep for any of them j during the remainder of the night. ! Uncle Ben got a wagon ready to carry \ provisions and clothing and a tew ar- ! tides of furniture and the family car- I riage in which the women were to ride, : and as dawn was breaking a start was j made up the valley. They had company j on the road. Four or five farmers below ; Winchester had set fire to their on ! houses and barns and come into town, and during the night artillery finns; had created a new panic among the resi- j dents of the city. Marian had been , made anxious by the story told by Mis. I Baxter the evening before-not that j she put any faith in the report, because she had become aware that Kenton's position was a painful one, but because | she realized that the situation wonld : become still more grave. She worried . over his capture and feared he might , have been wounded, and she couldn't I help but feel that, no matter how brave ? and loyal he was, he would become a i victim of conspiracy and circumstance. j She was somewhat consoled, however, ! when she went to the carriage house in j the gray of morning to notify Uncle Ben that all was ready. His life service ! in the family had given him certain privileges, and on certain occasions he did not hestitate to express his opini ons. j "See yere, Miss Sunshine, V he began, j "what'bout dat white woman in de kitchen?" " She 's to go with ns, ' ' was the reply. "Den let me tell yo' to look ont for her. Nose too sharp. Face too sharp, j Eyes jest like snaik's. Walks aroun ' jest like a cat!" "Why, how can she hurt ns?" "Tellin lies." "About what or -whom?" "Look yere," replied the old man, ! dropping bis voice and loosing around. "I'ze gettin party ole, but I hain't dun j blind or deaf. I knows all 'bout dat Yankee Kenton an dat Captain Wyle. I knows dey boaf wants to marry yo'! , Dar now!" "Why, Uncle Ben!" she reproachful? ly exclaimed. "It's jest Jike I tole yo', leetle Sun- j shine. 'Member when dat Ike Baxter dun cum home on a furbelow 'bout six weeks ago?" "I believe I did hear be was home." "An all de time he was home he dan ; 'bused Mars Kenton ap hill an down. | What fur? What ho got to say 'bout ? his betters? What his wife 'bose Mars Kenton far? Why she mad at him? Yo' ; know wiiar she libs?" "It's jest like I tole yo\ lectte Sunshine." -1.1 V? "In dat boase jest bevan de cooper shop. Yo* know who I dun saw go in dar yesterday?'* "No." "Dat Captain Wyle! What he want dar, hey? I know! He want her to cum yere an tell yo' whoppin big lies 'bout de Yankee lawyer an praise hisself up at de same time! I jest tell yo' to look cat fur dat woman!" Uncle Ben had taken a dislike to Mrs. Baster at first sight and. didn't want, her to go along, fie had not devoted a minute to wondering if she had a plan or seeking to discover what it was. He had fathomed it by that sense of intui? tion which is often strongest in the most ignorant minds. More to q J i et him than ior any other reason Marian promised to be on her guard, bat dur? ing the day she decided in her own mind that there might be more in it than ap? peared on the surface. On two or three occasions when Kenton's name was men? tioned she noticed the hard look which came into Mrs. Baster's face and the tinge of bitterness in her tones, and these things had mach to do with her decision. CHAPTER XV. We follow Jackson up and down the valley because his movements are threads of our story, and he mnst be driven away to introduce new charac? ters. Shields had scarcely ceased pur? suit when a Federal army under Banks was sent into the valley. No one sup? posed Jackson had recovered from his defeat when he suddenly moved an army of 12,000 men down to New Market, crossed the Shenandoah river and the mountain range to the east and was in the Luray valley before an alarm was raised. There was a Federal force sta? tioned at Front Royal, and he was mov? ing to attack it. An army in the march is a monster serpent on the move. Far in advance are cavalry scouts. Then follows a body of troopers. After that comes the ad? vance guard of infantry. Then artil? lery, more infantry, more artillery, and finally the wagon train. The highway is packed with a living, moving mass for miles and miles. Infantry and cav? alry overflow into the adjacent fields on the right and left. Where there is a bend in the road they cut across it Horses fall lame or sick and are aban? doned. Wagons break down and are unloaded and set on fire. Guns and caissons get mixed or upset in the ditches, and a hundred men lend their aid. Sore footed men stagger and limp ! and finally throw themselves down and declare they can go no farther. Here j and there a ?nusket is accidentally dis- j charged, followed by a shriek and a j fall, and half an hour later the victim | fills a grave by the roadside. The mass advances a quarter of a mile and balts, i Another quarter cf a mile and another j halt. Only in the case of a single regi- j ment is there freedom to step out and ; march at the rate of three or four miles an hour. j The trail of a marching army, even | in a country of friends, is a traiLof min j and desolation. Every soldier is an en- j gine of destruction. He has a feeling ! that he must desolate and destroy. ' Trees are felled and fences pulled down j to repair the roads, gardens are de- j spoiled, crops are trampled under foot, irait trees denuded of their branches, ? stacks and barns fired by accident or design. It is as if a fierce cyclone had passed over the country, followed by a i plague. So Jackson's army swept forward to Front Royal. His command outnum bored the Federal force four to one, and j his presence was not suspected until his : artillery began to thunder. The Fed- ; eral commander soon discovered the sit- J nation, but he did not retreat without j a fight. He gathered his handful of ? men, posted them to cover the town, j and for an hour they held Jackson at j bay. It was only when they were al? most surrounded that they gave way and sought shelter in the passes of the mountain. Jackson paused only long enough to burn such Federal stores as ! he could not handily carry away and j then swept down the Luray, bent to the j left, and next day was before Winches- \ ter. He attacked and recaptured the j town and drove every Federal to the Potomac and across it before he halted again. Then the Federal government grasped ; the situation, and three different armiea were dispatched to close in on Jackson and destroy bim. The battles of Cross Keys and Port Republic followed, and Jackson fell back to join Lee and take part in the battle which was to sweep McClellan from the peninsula. The Shenandoah and the Luray were now in possession of the Federals, to be held till the close of the war, but only with desperate fighting at intervals. And now the gallant Custer, with his command, reached the Shenandoah with the army of occupation-a young man, fresh from West Point, on whom the volunteer officers locked with distrust, but only waiting to prove his worth. Custer belonged to Michigan. His first command was the First, Fifth. Sixth and Seventh cavalry regiments of that state, known as the Michigan cavalry brigade. While his fame was national, while his sad death years after the war in that terrible massacre touched the heart of every American, it is in Michi? gan more than anywhere else that his j memory is reverenced. It will live j there until every soldier and soldier's j son and grandson sleeps beneath the sod. The plains of northern Virginia were given np to fierce battles between infantry,the valleys to desperate charges and bloody conflicts between the oppos? ing cavalry forces. Jackson had looked his last upon the Shenandoah. He was to become Lee's right arm and fight elsewhere until his fall in the darkness on the bash lined highway at Chancellorsville. Another took his place, and the dead Ashby was replaced by Stuart to lead the cavalry. Let us go back to Royal Kenton. We left him just as Reube Parker had been made prisoner by a Federal scouting party. Reube basely sought to betray him, hut he failed of his purpose. The Federal captain beat np the neighbor? hood as thoroughly as possible, bat Ken? ton slipped through his fingers and re? turned to Jackson to make his report. It was his information, seconded no doubt by that of others, which decided Jackson's move to Front Royal. While the general seemed pleased at Kenton's success, the latter could not fail to per? ceive that something was yet amiss. In his own mind he felt sore that he was mistrusted, and it was easy to conclude why. Not that he had failed in any one particular to do his duty, but that the officers and men of his own company, for reasons already-gi ven, were seeking his downfall. When he had finished his report, he was ordered to his com? pany, and again he found only one man to give him greeting. Steve Brayton chuckled with satisfaction as he extend? ed his hand and asked for particulars. The others only gave him looks of dis? trust. When Kenton was asked regard? ing Beebe Parker and had made his ex? planation?, Steve grew thoughtful and serio os and finally replied: "It's a good joke on the captain, but I'm troubled as to how it will end up. I jest reckon they ar' mean 'naff to charge yo' with killin Reube. They can't prove it, but it will get the gin eral down on yo' and make things wuss. Dod blast the fules anyway! Why can't they give yo' a fa'r show even if yo' be a Yank?" The crisis came next day. Reube Parker had been carried into the Fed? eral camps as a prisoner, but owing to the confusion and excitement was not strictly guarded and managed to make his escape and arrive at Confederate headquarters less than 24 hours after Kenton. After a brief interview with Captain Wyle the pair proceeded to General Jackson's headquarters, and when they left it Royal Kenton was sent for. General Jackson was a plain, blunt spoken man. Even while plan? ning the great campaign on which he was to enter within three or four days he had determined to give this matter attention. Reube Parker had charged Kenton with bringing about his capture for revenge. Captain Wyle had stated that he and all his company distrusted his loyalty. The general asked the scout for a statement of facts, and Kenton gave it to him, concealing no occurrence from the date of his enlistment. The general listened attentively and without interruption. Then Reube Parker, who bad been sent fer and was in waiting, was ushered in to confront Kenton. He was a bad man, but not a nervy one. In five minutes it was apparent that he had lied, and he was dismissed. Then Ken? ton was asked to step oat, and Steve Brayton, whom he had several times re? ferred to, was ushered in. He told a stiaight story, and it was greatly to the discredit of Captain Wyle. When Ken? ton again returned to the general's pres? ence, the latter kindly said : ' 'It is a matter I very much regret, and I do not see how I can mend it just yet. I will, however, do what I think is best for ali." That "best" resulted in both Kenton and Brayton being detailed temporarily to the quartermaster's department. When Jackson moved away for the Lo? ray valley, all the guards were mount "Dod rot 'ernP' gro^ Stet^^ ed, having been transferred to the cav? alry, but the pair were left behind in disgrace. So they considered it, and they were further humiliated by the jeers and flings from comrades as they filed past. "Dod rot 'em, but this 'ere laughic match hain't over yit!" growled Steve as he shook his fist at the backs of his comrades. "Yo' ar' doin the grinnin jest now, but it'll be our turn bimeby! Befo1 this fuss is over with the southern j confederacy will be powerful glad of { every man it kin rake and scrape into the ranks!" j Kenton had nothing to say. He was j even secretly glad that the machinations I of his enemies had resulted in nothing j worse. In his pocket at that very hour i he had a letter from Marian detailing j the family flight from Winchester, in- j forming him of their destination and counseling him to do his duty as a sol I dier and not be disturbed over the plots j of his enemies. She knew that he was j ; being maligned and vilified for her sake, so she wrote, but she hoped to bo j worthy of aU the sacrifices he might be i compelled to make. "Say, Kenton," exclaimed Steve as ; he suddenly turned on him, "why don't yo' rip and cuss and tear an show yo'r ? feelin's?" '' We have both been wronged, '' slow? ly replied Kenton, "but time will make I j all things right if we do our duty loy 1 ally and faithfully." "I reckon so," said Steve as he turn- j ed away, "but yo' Yanks is a durned i i cur*us lot o' critters jest the same!" 1 CHAPTER XVI. WhiJe Jackson was pressing on join Lee most of his cavalry was < ?ached and left in the valley. The Sbi andoah gnards, which had dropped t title when transferred to the cavah were a portion of Imboden's commai: The Federals poured into the Shena doab and Loray from the north and ] captured everything and pressed t Confederates slowly back to Staunte Neither side was strong enough to p< sess and hold the valley. The Confe erate occupation defended one of t roads to Richmond. The Federal oce pation defended one of the roads Washington. There were scooting ai raiding and clashing of sabers, but not ing like a general battle resulted. Bo commanders had been instrocted avoid this and watch the mighty raov ments developing elsewhere. What is a battle like-a battle which 10,000 men fall in their trac, to die with the roar of the guns sti sounding in their ears and as mai more lie there for hours cursing ai groaning and praying with the pain . their woonds? McClellan was on bol sides of the Chickahominy, with tl spires of Richmond in view. His froi was miles long and defended by rif pits, earthworks, felled trees and na ural obstructions. More than 100,0( Federals faced Lee along this line. B hind them were camps and wagon tran and field hospitals and supplies cumbe: ing the ground for miles and miles. McClellan was about to attack. ? was even writing bis order when Li fell upon his wing at Mechanicsvilh That was a feint. The fight at Meacc Bridge, directly in front of his eenie: was a piece of strategy. The assau opon b?s wing at Cold Harbor wa meant to annihilate him. The batt! ground was made np of swamps, cleare fields, patches of forest, timber covere hills and old fields grown op to busht and briers. McClellan had two an three lines of earthworks here, and hex his guns were planted as thickly as me could work them. Longstreet and Hi] attacked here. They knew the strengt of the position; they had coonted tb odds. There was no skirmishing, n waiting. On a front three miles lon; the Confederates suddenly appeared an? rushed forward to the attack. Hat they numbered five times as many the; would have been beaten back. The, were repulsed again and again by th fire which seemed to burn them off th face of the earth, but those who live? came back again more desperate thai before. Only their leaders knew wh; this terrible sacrifice was being offere< up to the god of war. Lee had plannec with Jackson. Jackson had left the.val ley by way of Brown's gap to fall upoi McClellan's flank at Cold Harbor. Th? sacrifice in front was to give Jacksoi time and to mask his movement. And so Longstreet and Hill advanced again and again to the sacrifice unti their dead and wounded outnumber ec the living. The afternoon sun was sink ing lower and lower. By and by it wai only an boor high. Then the roar ol battle along the front suddenly ceased. Had the remnants of regiments anc brigades become panic stricken at thc awful waste of life and fled from tin field? Had they sullenly refused toobej orders to advance again? Had Lee given np all hope of success and with? drawn from that front? For five min? utes scarcely a musket was discharged. Then from the heavy forest directly or the flank of the position Jackson ap? peared. The flank of an army is its weak spot. Even if attacked in the reai it can face about and fight with hope of success, bot if the flank gives way disaster follows. Jackson's coming was a surprise. His attack was as sudden as the stroke of a bell, lt dumfounded and dismayed the Federal flank, but only for a few minutes. McClellan was not far away. He had fathomed Lee's plans and discovered his true object. The flank gave back until it had a front of a mile long, and then it halted and battled to save that great array. What was to be done must be done right there. Re-enforcements were ordered up, guns advanced, and for an hour there was such fighting as war had never witnessed before. On the Federal flank were swamp and forest and tangled thicket. Engineers had said that the nature of the ground protected this flank. Wading through swamps deep with ooze, bursting throngh thickets which caught off their caps and left their jackets in rags, ad? vancing their lines amid the thick forests, Jackson's men rushed to the at? tack. Time and time again the lines were repulsed, but fresh troops poured out of the woods to take the places of the dead and wounded, and the battle grew more vindictive and murderous. There is a key to every battlefield. There is always a key within a key. Cold Harbor was the key of this great field of slaughter. The exposed flank was the key within the key. Jackson could count his dead by the thousand. His entire force was up, and he had charged and stormed and battered in vain. The coming of night does not always end a battle, butas darkness shuts down the combatants loso their desperation and become more wary of each other. Hunger, thirst and fatigue begin to tell. As the fire cf artillery and rnusketry s'ackens the cries of the wounded are heard, and those who have escaped un? hurt begin to estimate the losses. If Jackson could not break that flank be? fore night shut down, then his sacrifices had been in vain. Then the thousands of dead and wounded belonging to Longstreet and Hill had simply been ! led to slaughter. An order was sent to General Hood, whose brigade cf Texans had been held in reserve for an emer? gency. Hood placed himself at the head of his 4,000 men and dashed forward. They bad to traverse a swamp and then cross an open space on which the dead already lay touching each other. The Texans had only begun their forward movement when every piece of artillery and every musket on that flank was turned upon them. With yells of defi? ance they rushed forward. The skele? tons of men struck down in that swamp were dug out years afterward as burial parties sought for the dead of the war. Wounded inen fell into the pools of black water or floundered about in the ooze, but those unhurt used them for stepping stones. Nothing could check that rush. Grape and canister and bullet killed and wounded 2,000 men, but the other 2.000 swept forward, dashed over the earth? works and were driven like a wedge into the Federal flank. It was the cli? max. Beaten but not panic stricken, the men in blue fell back step by step, fighting over every foot of the ground, and at length they rested on a new line. McClellan alone knew that he was beaten. He alone realized what would result. That great army, only a portion of which had been driven, must retreat to a new line and a new base of supplies. Jackson'3 coining from the valley and placing himself on the flank had imperiled the fate of the nation. Like the strategist he was. McClellan assumed much, concealed much. While he brought up fresh troops to hold the victorious enemy at bay he issued orders for retreat. For weeks and weeks stores had b^en accumulating in rear of that grand army. There were thousands of beef cattle, train loads of bacon, rice, salt, beans and other eatables. Thousai <s of spare tents had come forward, th sands of blankets, uniforms, shoes, mus? kets and other supplies. Boxes of hard? tack were piled op JO feet high for , miles and miles. Barrels of flour?, cov? ered with tarpaulins, shut ?rat 'some of Jackson1 s men rushed to the attach. the camps from sight of the highways. Here and there in forest and field were great heaps of forage for the animals, and here and there great heaps of fixed ammunition for cannon or musket. There was the value of millions of dol? lars lying about, and nearly all must be sacrificed. Withdrawal meant re? treat. Retreat meant that Lee and Jackson would assume the aggressive and seek to utterly annihilate the Fed? eral army. The work of destruction began almost before the cheers of Hood's Texans bad died away. Whole regiments were de? tailed for the work. The cattle could be driv?d away. A part of the most valuable stores could be hauled off. It is a rule of war to leave nothing behind in retreat to benefit your enemy. He is often left the dead and wounded to em? barrass him. The soldiers were ordered to destroy, and they seemingly took de? light in obeying. The heaps of flour, meat and clothing were given up to the flames, and as the heavens were lighted by the midnight fires people on th? house roofs in Richmond believed the green forests to be fiercely blazing. Never had a general more to sacrifice that he might be stripped for fight; never was the hand of destruction more inthlessly applied. A night was not sufficient. All next day while those in battle line held the enemy at bay thou? sands of men were burning and destroy? ing. When the Confederates marched over the ground, they were appalled at the sacrifices made. When the last heap of forage had been given up to the flames. McClellan was ready. His lines were abandoned, and his army was in retreat, but there was no panic. Lee and Jackson were read}' to follow. They hoped to find a fleeing mob, but when? ever they attacked it was to be beaten back by men as valiant as Napoleon ever saw turn at bay. Mile by mile they retreated, pausing now and then for a fierce grapple in which they could justly claim a victory, and at last the James wa? reached, and the army had been saved. What of the dead and wounded? Nothing. They figure in the reports of battles only as figures. _[TO BE COKTIN?m]_] After the Grip Headache-Pain in the Back -That Tired Peeling System Built Up By Hood's Sarsa? parilla-Merit Proven. 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