The Temple Times. (Temple, Tex.), Vol. 13, No. 50, Ed. 1 Friday, January 25, 1895 Page: 3 of 6
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1 of send-
ae a fine lot of ex-
ng of worrying me
aph me into an early
io weeks before sbe start-
, York I bad been begging
i me in full the name of tbe
I which sbe would travel and
atemeridiem or post merid-
> her train would arrive in Jer-
Laat year I bad to pay a oab-
1 a horse be had foundered gal-
' for six hours between the three
1 stations at which sbe might ar-
Why? Because she sent me thit
■BP;."Will arrive 8 o’clock. All well
t .’ With love to yon.”
| • “You catch the idea, don’t you? She
Elpow the hour and the railroad station
Which she would arrive. Ergo, I should
INtWW it. The telegram was a mere for-
-mality, sent in response to my request.
1*00 know how a woman regards a tel-
egram? She knows that for 25 or 50
.Bents she can buy ten words, which the
telegraph company must deliver to'some-
r hody somewhere. It is impossible for
pr to send more or less than just ter
pSP‘Of course she ignored my latest re-
P.quest, to write the details of her home-
pWard trip. I got a telegram day before
lay morning from her father stat-
that she had left Eminence, Ky., on
i C. and O. railroad and would ar-
t know you are,
J no, my love.
* be that way!"
‘ oy eland and bandy words
i a block or more,
■ ttH!" a tru?e le reached.
The kindly tilt la o’er.
But just ns thev decide which one
Shall occupy The apace
An ablobodied man slips In
And fills the empty place.
A Hatter of Economy.
The lady from the tamarack swamps
was laying in some parlor furniture, and
the clerk in the store was offering his
valuable advioe. ,
“No,” she said in rebuttal; “I don’t
want no chairs.”
“No chairs, mail am?” he exclaimed.
“I never heard of a parlor without
“Well, you como to my house some
time, and you will see one,” she retort-
“What will you have instead?”
“Sofles, young man, sofies, these lit-
tle two seat ones, and taytaytays and
things like that.”
The clerk’s equanimity was receiving
a powerful jostle.
“What in the misohief do you want
to do that for?” he asked in a helpless
sort of way.
“You ain’t a married man, are yon?”
Bhe^mapped. “You never raised a fam-
ily%f girls, did you?”
“Well, you don’t know anything
about it. I’ve raised five. Three’s mar-
ried, and the other two’s got beaux. I’ve
always had chairs, and every time when
the courtin was over with them girls
and they got married I had to get new
ones. Three sets of parlor chairs in three
winters is goin it most too strong. They
git broke down somehow, and now I’m
goin to put a stop to it by bavin sofles,
via the Pennsylvania at 6 o’clock I and von noedn’t be Irvin to change mv
sometimes she prat-
her own good. She
pounced upon a friend in the dressing
room at a recent reception.
“How awfully nioo you are looking 1”
she said. “Do yon know, I just dread to
go down stairs. ”
“I don’t see why. Those elocvcs are
enough to make a bride envious. ”
“Yes, but—do you know if Harry
Swooting is here tonight?”
"Yes. Why do you ask?”
“Why, you see, I accepted Curtis to-
“But what has that to do”—
“Oh, dear, everything! I am afraid
that he will feel just awful, and I’m so
tender hearted that”—
"Did yon Bee this morning’s paper?’’
“No. Were a lot of bargains adver-
tised? You see, I had a note from Cnrtis
by the first mail. He said that he would
call in tho afternoon, and I was so busy
getting ready that I never thought of
tbe paper. But about Harry—he has
been coming down oar street twice a day
for the last Bix months. At first he
would just pass on the other side of the
street, pretending not even to glance at
our housa ”
“Oh, he was”—
“Timid? Yes, that was it. I felt real-
ly touched by such silent devotion, and
after that I would often tap on the win-
dow and call him over, but ho would be
so nervous and ill at ease all the time.
Why, he would not even look at me,
but keep glanciug dowu the street all
the time. By the way, ho must have
passed your housa Did you ever see
“No; he never passed; he”—
“M*t have stopped in at his uncle’s
in the middle of tho block. ”
“But, Helen, a man who”—
“Yes, as you say, a man who is real-
ly in love is always shy. Poor follow, I
hope ho will not feel that I have trifled
with his affections.”
“Oh, no; bo”-
“Oh, he never would really blame
me, I know, but that doglike, speechless
• Ike xouowing evening. Can yon imag-
ine the shock I felt three honrs later on
1 woeiving this?
nSrN." . Lexington, Ky.
*v A. B. Jan viz (nice way to spell Jarvis):
glt&saed connection. Will arrive nin« twenty
i-tana Wash’n. With love. Kate.
|( “That made just ten words, you see,
®jjM from the feminine point of view it
was perfect. Bnt how could I tell where
•Bd ❖hen to meet her? I was distract-
ed. What did the blamed thing mean,
anyhow? ‘Will arrive 0:20?’ Thatlook-
ed simple enough until I filled out the
Jrorale this way, ‘Will arrive on the
team that starts from Washington at
9:20- ’ Again, was it morning or even- , . , _ , ,
;? And you remember how hot it 1 meDse fortune that bo went t0 England
was yesterday. j 410 claim.
£ "Both my partners and the book-! “H,ada’t heard a word aboufc ifc- Tell
keeper agreed on the theory that the I 4bo whole story. ”
tain started from Washington at 9 20 Abont a year ag0 Earr°wcliff heard
the morning. But there was no snob ' that a very large forttme was awaiting
in the guidebook. Our chief drum- hlm m Euglaud- 1 thluk the figure
who has lived for years in railroad named was some"Tnere about £200, Oou,
' said a train left Washington , thcro wcro only thrco heira to the
at 9 O’clock in the,evening. In de-
r I called on a railroad agent, and
long pondering he advised me to
at Jersey City at 20 minutes past 9 ;
ock that evening. Sure enough Bhe
on that train.
'How haggard you look, dear!’she' c „ , ,
_—rked. ‘You mustn’t work so hard. I 8aying’. Barrowchff went to England
know you couldn’t have been worrying i after bl8 “°”ey- , Abont a year ago it
■ ut me, for I sent you such a busi-' was, and he hasn t come back yet”
dike telegram 1”—New York Herald.
pifirlet boy to the policeman,
w “You know enough abont me to keep
oat of my reach, ” smiled the officer
“Arybody knows that,” retorted the
’ in a tone of scorn. “I know inore’n
"What do you know?” and the officer
if68ted some interest
“I know where you get things,” said
"What things?” and tho officer ba
e more interested.
‘Oh, lots of things,” and this time
she boy winked slyly.
“I know where you got them shoes,
The officer felt easier.
“Where?” he asked with some cu-
on yer feet,” and the
haste to get beyond their
—Detroit Free Press.
Ww lint ‘i in
that I’d stay abroad for a year or two
“No, that isn’t it. Barrowcliff is not
staying because he is so fond of the
“No, he would much prefer to he
back in the United States.”
“Then why doesn’t he come? What
is there to prevent him?”
“It seems that when he left New
York he failed to provide himself with
a return tioket. ”—Truth.
In a Texas School.
Teacher—Can you take five
Johnny— Yes. I borrow two, and then
I can do it.
“Bnt if your pa gives you 8 cents
anil tells you io
to buy 5 cents’ worth
would you do then?”
“I suppose he is so pleased with the
country and his possessions that he is
Th« Boy and His Natural Enemy. staying there. Well, I don’t know that
“You think I don’t know nothin 1 1 can blamo him very much- 1 think if
•bout you, don’t you?” remarked the 1 1 wero to utop mto a uioe lik«
mind, i Know wnac i want, ana it you
haven’t got sofies say so, and I’ll run go
where they do have them. ”
The argument was convincing, and
the clerk fitted the thrifty lady out with
a half dozen warranted to carry two
with safety and economy.—Detroit Free
“I haven’t seen Barrowcliff for quite
a long time, Kilduff. What has become
“Hadn’t you heard the news?”
“What news? Is he married?”
“No, not married. I moan the im-
estate. It was to be divided equally.
So Barrowcliff went over after his
“What a lucky dog he is! I wonder
when you and I will have a windfall
“Ah, wnen raaeear wen, as l wss
His Inquiry Was Premature.
The Husband—Are you going out to
rote today, dear?
The Wife—Yes, darling.
The Husband—For whom are you go-
b lag to vote?
% The Wife—How can I tell just now?
; I haven’t seen the candidates yet and
|*4on’t know how they look.—New York
i1. Press. _
A Give Away All Aronnd.
“I think, ” she said as she oame into
room, “that I will give that poll
riot -way. ”
“Yes,” replied tbe young man who
oalling. “It would be only fair,
he has been doing as mnoh for you. ”
-Detroit Free Press.
According to Flan.
Why do you leave me alone every
aiug?”^ked Mrs. Mullins tearfully
(’aer husllnd put on his hat prepara-
“Why, of dear, ” replied he, “I mar-
‘I’d keep the 3 cents and tell the man
to charge the 5 cents’ worth of candy
to pa. ”—Texas Siftings.
M-Mrivientr. isovorolv)—Five witnesses
of candy, how i testify that you tied a tin kettle to a
j poor dog’s tail.
. Just In Style.
i Mother of Young Bride—Why on
Jlre you on the top floor now?
I Daughter (helplessly) — Why, the
Hand baby occupy the remainder of
| housa —Truth._
er man’s van-
p£beo, * toll *im
Dear Mariah—Will not be home for
some time. At. present am in a lawsuit
whioh will last, so the oonrt informs
me, for 80 days.—Life.
Almost a Stranger.
Clara—I haven’t put a thing on my
faoo for three days.
Maud—I thought you didn’t look a
‘bit like yourselfl—Detroit Free Press.
ness of tho i
ject Of ynmtAi ,,, Jt<|J , m____
“I make it," says one of the two, “I
mnke it an invariable practice to advise
people to sleep with their bedroom win-
dow open all the year round. ”
“Ha, ha!” laughed tho other. “I
perceive that you are a doctor. ”
“Not at all,” was tbe confidential
reply. “To tell yon tho truth, strictly
between ourselves, I am—a burglar.
YW 1 :•!
Materfamilias—I don’t think you
should kiss my daughter so muoh even
Lf you are engaged to hor.
Kakely—I kiss her only once each
MaterfaToilins—Don’t tell me such
stuff! When I passed the parlor door at
8 o’clock, you wero kissing her, and
you were kissing her when I passed at
Rakely—I know I was, but it was all
the same kiss.—New York Herald.
“Oh, Helen, I’m so sorry”—
"Yes, I’m sorry for him too. I really
can’t toll him of my engagement.
Couldn’t you manage to tell him gently
“Why, certainly. I’ll tell him right
“Do, if you seo him. Are you going
down new? Au revoir, then.”
“Oh, Helen, ” called another girl, "I
suppose Fanny was telling yon of her
engagement, wasn’t she? When is tho
wedding to bo?”
“Is Fanny engaged?”
“Yes; the morning paper announced
it. She’s talc on Harry Sweeting at last,
and I’m glad of it. I’m tired of seeing
him pass every day on his way to her
house. Aren’t you going down now? I
should think you would want to show
that lovely gown.”
But Helen only wanted to go away
into the desert and hide.—Chicago Trib-
Something Like a Wind.
“It do blow a little snmorimps out In
Kansas,” said the man with the far-
away look that comes to thoso who are
accustomed to gazing across broad
“Yes, ” assented the fat man.
“Yes. I remember oncet when it
blowed so hard that I couldn’t see the
barn that was less'n a hundred yards
“Air 60 full of snow or of dust?’
“Neither ona Air was as clear as
could be. Ifc jist simply blowed so hard
that the sight of the barn was blowed
away ’fore it could reach ma I was
lookin straight across the wind at the
time, you see. ”
The fat man assumed as much dig-
nity as can be assumed by a man who
is broader than he is long and waddled
out of the room. —Cincinnati Tribnna
A French author who was once em-
ployed to contribute a continued story
to a newspaper paid for by tho line was
in the habit of introducing such pas-
sages ns these into his Rtory, each phrase
making a line: “Have yon seen him?”
"Thavs ” “No?” “Yes.” “Where?”
“Here.” “When?” “Today." “Then
he lives?" “Ho does.” “Ah!” The
publisher rebelled and said: “I must
have a new contract. We will pay you
hereafter by the letter and not by the
line.” “But my contract says that I
am to have, pay by the line.” “Yes,
but your contract does not say that I
shall not end the story when I please.
If yon do not consent, 1 shall put the
words, ‘The end, ’ at the close of the
next installment of your story and print
no more of it. ” The author pondered a
minute. “Very well;” said he, “I will
take my pay hereafter by tho letter pro-
vided you let the story run on until I
have quite finished it. ” “It is agreed, ”
said the publisher. When the publisher
came to read the next installment of
the story, ho found that tho author had
introduced two now characters who
stammered dreadfully and whose talk
ran aftor this manuer: “C-o-c-o-c-o-o-
can you not b-b-b-b-b-break the d-d d-
d-d-dreadful nows g-g-g-g-g-gently to
our m-m-m-m-m-in-Liaster?’ “N-n-n-n-
n-ne-e-e-e-e e-o ver, G-g-g-g-g-gaston, ”
murmured the grief stricken Valentine.
"I should r-r-r-r-r r-rather b-b-b-burst
upon him s-s-s-s-s-s-suddeuly with the
ann n-n-n-n-nou-on-ouncement and not
prolong his s-s s-s-sufferings with sus-
p-p-p-p-p-p-e-o-e-euse!” The horrified
publisher saw in this sort of dialogue a
dreadful and terribly costly alphabetical
procession. Ho sent for the author and
restored the old arrangement. As soon
as tho author again began to collect lfis
pay by the lino poor, stuttering Gaston
and Valentine were overtaken by an un-
timely fate, ami the short paragraphs
were resumed. —Argonaut.
Big Bug, Small Potato}
A young man, fresh from college,
wore as a scarfpin a jeweled gold po-
tato Lug. Cue day ho called the atten-
tion of an old German bookseller to it,
asking, “Isn’t that pretty, Dutchy?”
“Ja, ja, ” was the reply. “Dot ish der
piggest png on der schmallest botato I
haf efer seen. ”—Munoie (Ind.) Newa
Bad Boy—Please, sir, that was only
to ballast ’im so if he failed off any-
think he wouldn’t land on his head.—
A Wise GlrL
A little girl is reported to have writ-
ten in her examination paper, “The
Arotio ocean is chiefly used for purposes
of exploration. ”—London Globa
An Afternoon Call.
\ A Voice From Inside—I wish to good
lesstyon'd come at the proper time and!
iot jnst as the servant’s ont and I'm
The Solillerly Way.
The lady was seeking to be disagree-
' able to the young army officer.
“I suppose,” she remarked, with a
faint sneer, “that some time in your
career you have beaten a retreat?”
“I have, madam,” ho admitted with
out a blush.
“Ah, indeed? Will yon tell me hott
yon did it?”
“Certainly, madam. I did it by male
lug an advance. That beats a retreat
all to pieces.’’—Detroit Free Press.
“You ought to have been at the pray-
er meeting last night, ” said Deaoon
Sowbers. "Bill Abnerford got up and
told how he had forgiven you fer that
hoss you sold him. ”
“Oh, yes!” said Deacon Podberry,
"he’s fergive me nil right enough, bnt
all the same he ain’t paid for the hoss. ”
Would Probably Get Coffee.
Patron (pushing his cup away)—
You’ns made a mistake, waiter. I didn’t
order tea. I ordered coffee.
Waiter (examining the hoverage)-
That is coffee, sir.
Patron—Well, if that’s coffee bring
me a cup of tea.—Chicago Record.
Taking His Artistic Measure.
“Will you have a three-quarter
view?’ ’ asked the photographer,
“That’s it oxaotly,” replied Farmet
Corntossel delightedly. “ ’Bout le
cents’ worth.”—Washington Star.
The Musical Scale In Flats.
Gent (looking into the apartmont oi
a musical composer)—Excuse mo, do.
Mr. Secretary Meyer live here?
Musician—No. He lives au octavt
"John, what is tho host thing to feed
a parrot on?” asked an elderly lady of
her bachelor brother, who hated parrots.
“Arsenic,” gruffly iuiswered John.—
Student—Professor, which Is the log-
, leal way oi reaching a conelu||jon?
Professor—Take a train of fought,
[my boy.—New York Herald.
[ ox-slave of
of the’ fatal
"Yaas, sah, I was er b«iy.(|prvunt ob
ole Marse ’Noni Hunt, wot inerried
Miss Pinkie Ellis, f’om do quality El-
lises ober in ole Fluvanner county.” he
would explain. “Deyse daid an done
gone now, but I ain’t gwine furgit we
was quality foikses. ”
’Akim was averso to work, and v.Ik ,.
the results of tho war made it neoeesavy
to shift for himself he concluded that
preaching was an easy and at tho samt
time dignified way of getting along. He
oould rant very effectually and might
have succeeded quite well bnt for a sin-
gle weaknesa ’Akim was a great
“wrasler in pra’r,” ns one of his breth-
ren expressed it, “but he do git drunk
Yet the simple people to whom he
ministered were not inclined to be very
harsh in their judgment of this offense,
for their own Bins called for such con-
stant exercises of the pardoning power,
and ’Akim was very full of tho quality
of mercy, particularly when the traus
gressors sparod him* personally. When
his weakness came up for consideration
in the “discipline” meetings from timo
to time, ho was left ont, with the sim
pie admonition that he try to keop out
of sight of “white foikses” when iu
his cups, tho colored folks being pecul-
iarly sensitive to criticism from their
Repoated condoning of his sin hard-
ened tho heart of old ’Akim, and he
finally mounted his pulpit one Sunday
so drunk that he oould scarcely main-
tain his equilibrium. Deaoon Si Jones
arose and rebuked him, whereupon the
proacher swore at him roundly and ac-
cused him of being achickon thiof. The
latter offense was not so heinous in the
sight of ’Akim’s congregation ns might
bo supposed, but it was a mortal affront
to be accused of suoh a transgression,
and the deacon having great influence
in the body 'Akim was then and there
placed upon trial and deposed from the
ministry, not for getting drunk, but for
calling oue of tho brethren a pilferer of
Thenceforward old ’Akim lived upot
his wits and his politoneuess. There
wero evil minded persons who alleged
that muoh of his rovenuo was derived
from the hen roosts of his neighbors,
and what gave color to the charge was
tho fact that whilo he sold a great many
Chickens to the people of a neighboring
town he never raised any fowls himself.
If any of these slanders roached the oar
of ’Akim ho gave them no heed. Ho had
the most ineffable contempt for “poor
white trash” and "cornfield niggers”
and affected intimacy with real quality
One day Parson Redbctter,.the Meth-
odist circuit rider, met him as he was
staggering along the highway from tho
effects of large potations of moonshine
whisky that had been given him by a
party of fox hunters. To a sternly ad-
ministered rebuke from the preacher
old ’Akim made reply:
“Yaas, suh, but de Bible say, ‘Drink
ob de whisky fur de stomach ache an di
of’en information.' ”
Being corrected in his Scriptural quo-
tation, old ’Akim fell back into his im-
“De quality folks, dey gimme do
whisky, au dey is alters right. Dey gets
all de favoriu f’oin de Lawd. Po’ white
folks an foo’ niggers hain’t no show wiv
de Lawd. Huccuni ho recognize de qual-
ity folks? Bekaise dey kin do no wrong,
an dey done gimme de whisky. ”
Such was 'Akim’s faith. What tho
qualify did could not be wrong. Final-
ly, however, ho came to grief. A small
farmer caught Eliakim in tho very act
of stealing a pig and forthwith drag-
ged him before Justice Danforth, a mem-
ber of the simon pure aristocraoy of
Halifax, who knew ’Akim well. Tho
prosecutor told a straightforward and
convincing story of the theft, bnt during
the recital the prisoner’s ebon oounte-
nance expressed contempt, indignation,
scorn and incredulity. When he had
done, the magistrate asked ’Akim if
he had anything to say.
“Marser Daufu’th, axin yer pahdun,
bnt things is desprutly chaingcd, dat a
po’ white trnsh kin com testify agin a
quality colored pusson. Dis am wot er
como or de wall, sah, Po’ white trash is
furder f’om de trufo dan dey is f’om
glory. Dis yere man hain’t done had no
pig, an of he had I hain’t so low down
common es ter steal f’om him. Ef it
was a quality foikses’ pig, I wouldn’t
min do ’cusin, but jis’ common trash,
Marse Danfu’th, you’d oughter know ole
’Akim bettur nur dnt. I’ze cs innercent
os de little Balaam dat stray f’om de
fol. Gimme de Biblo, Marser Danfu’th,
an I done swear ou hit dat I’ze nebber
seed dat dere pig. ”
“This will not do, ’Akim,” inter-
rupted tho magistrate. “You certainly
stole tho pig. ”
“Wot dat you say, Marser Danfu’th?
You say I done tuck dat pig? Den dat
settles it, an I’ze guilty fur a fao’. But
I jes’ wasn’t gwine ter b’lieve it on
what der po’ white trash man say. In
oourso yon knows, you doea ”
’Akim received his sentence without
a murmur, but it was a very mild one,
and he went to jail with his faith in the
quality unshaken. —Chicago Tribuno.
A Circumstantial Case.
Friend Broadbrim—So, Friend David,
thee wishes to marry my daughter
Hannah. Friend David, thy circum-
stances are not such os to make thee a
good matoh for daughter Hannah.
Friend David—But, Friend Broad-
brim, my circamstunoos will be greatl;
Improved by marrying thy daughtei
Hannah, as thee very well knows.—]
Ghollie—The idea of a man sending i
business letter with a P. &
Chappie—Doosid bad fora sur«ly.
Chollie—Bat that isn’t the wont <
means "Flense I
a sure, tried, pre
guaranteed cure for
HOG AND CHICKEN CH<
which has stood the test for]
years without faflurc, that
of, but has effected thousai
cures, have sold over 23,Oj
cipes and family l ights in
months, and not a single
plaint received yet. I sold
and every one on a guarantee
I still sell that way. If Hollai
Cholera Cure and Prevental
fails to cure or prevent Choleri
will refund your money. That
fair enough. Six pounds of
medicine can be made at a to1
cost of from $1 to $1.20, enough
do 50 hogs and 100 chickens
year. You are then assui
against cholera for one year,
you will try this remedy, I asi
you you will never regret it.
it and your hogs and chicl _
will look better than ever be?oreJ|
Recipes and family rights only
$1.00. Readv prepared medicines I
50 cents and $1.00 per package or J
bottle. Order before Christmas
and I will send the receipt and
family right for only 50 cents.
“Procrastination is the thief of
time,” so order now.
My references are; Postmaster, Ex-,
press Agent, Editors and Pub-*
lishors of the Cowarts Enterprise,
the leading newspaper in this
county, and any business man or
good citizen of this town.
Agents wanted at once.
Dallas, Texas. April 13, 1893.
Mrs. Rachel V. Thomas:
I have thoroughly tested your
cholera remedy and find it O. K.
It’s grand. I enclose $10,(\(>. Will
try the agency. Please send'at once
and oblige, Very respectfully,
II. W. Harper.
Dallas, Texas, May 19,
Have sold out. I enclose
Please send mo all the recipes
can and the rights to tho countii
named below. I never saw anj
thing sell so fast. What is
least you will take for the state? If
your price is reasonable, will take
the state. Very respectfully,
' H. W. Harper.
(I have not room for all his let-
ters. He took the state. Here is
one more of his letters.)
Mrs. Rachel V. Thomas:
Since taking tho state right I can-
vassed three weeks and made $987
selling receipts and territory. I
will start several sub-agents next
week. Could I exchange a portion
of Texas for a portion of Kansas?
H. W. Harper.
Millen, Ga., Dec. 14, 1893.
I write a letter of enquiry. How
much of this state is sold? I want
balance of the state. Holland’s
Cholera Cure is just what is repre-
sented to be. It has proved a bles-
sing to the farmers of this county.
C. O. Edenfield,
Agent for Screven County.
Rock Bridge, Ohio, Dec. 4,1893.
Receipt came to hand. Enclosed
find $30.00 for Hocking, Pickaway
and Fairfield counties. What will
you take for the state?
I could give hundreds of testi-
monials similar, but space forbids.
Mr. Harper sold half the state
back to ine for a part of Kansas.
This half is for sale. I have thous-
ands more testimonials. I guaran-
tee Holland’s Cholera Cure and Pre-
ventative to euro and prevent hog
and chicken cholera in each and ev-
every case or refund tho money.
This is fair enough. Don’t postpone
ordering because you may not at
present bo bothered with the chol-
era. The idea is to prevent in time.
This ray remedy will do. It will al-
so keep your hogs and chickens in a
nice healthy condition. I want
general and local agents and have
state and county rights for sale or
[MRS. RACHEL V. THOMAS,
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