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LIFE, Life is too short for any vain regretting; • Let.dead delight bury its dead, I say, And let us go on upon our way, forgetting The joys and sorrows of each yest erday. Between the swift sun’s rising and its setting We have no time for useless tears or fret Life is too short. MARIE’S MISSION. sev the life of yotir brothare—^no, not for one Imndared brothare—^he reesk ■were pc ten dolliars Gnilbeau' I NE bright- morning the first week of March, 1862, Marie Latotir, a girl of sixteen, was standing before the Provost Mar- tfcleville. 1 lass, good s, to cross the She for )elore shal of Batfcleville. desired a pas ; fifteen days, Mississippi Kiver and re' '-'Sicr “Have you taken the P oath?” asked the officer, H turning his full-bearded face and keen gray eyes upon the timid applicant. ‘ ‘I have not, monsieur,” was the lowspoken response. Marie was an Americanized Creole, who spoke French and English with equal fluency, “Then you are willing to take it now?” decisively. “No, monsieur. That is, I —I have reasons for not—” Here speech failed her, and she glanc­ ed appealingly at her martial interlocu- “You must know, surely, that without taking the oath you cannot pass out of ttie lines,” said he, coolly. She -was painfully aware of that in­ flexible mihtaiy law, but how could she bind herseif “to give no aid or comfort” to her o-vra brother, who, at that very moment, was lying in a spiialid swamp shanty, suftering, if not dying, for want of foc^ and care ? She Avas still monrn- -in heart as well as in attire—for ast suspicio] l of her lu’s keeping. of food and care ing—^in heart c~ two brothers sic To save tliis on _ she pei-jure herself ? or, forYmtli’s sake, must she renounce her mission, anci leave him to slow starvation and the bit­ ter agony of feeling himself forsaken ? Then, too, her gentle invalid mothei', whose heart Avas breaking for her boy ! Heaven help the distracted g irl! What should slie do ? She stood Avith hands tightly clasped, looldng’doAvn, fora few seconds. Then, with her clear brown eyes meeting the keen gray ones, she said, “Monsieur, if I could break it, I would take it. ” “Be as good as to explain yourself,” was the sharp rejoinder. “I mean that if my conscience Avould let me violate a solemn oath, I would not mind taking that one,” slie answer­ ed, gently. “I Avould not, could not, refuse to relie-ve the suftering,” she ffiling, “wliethex^ yemr enemy or mine; whether blacker white, Federal or Con­ federate, monsieur.” Such candor Avas surprising, perhaps impolite, but it did not seem to dis­ please the Provost Marshal. Marie caught her breath Avith a half-sob. “But this I can do,” she resumed, earnestly. “I can give you my Avord — and no oath could be more sacred than I Avill hold it—to give no information whatever i-egarding his post or bearing in any way upon military affairs to any one, monsieui’.” The attention of all jjresent, citizens, guards and officers, Avas centered on the pale, graceful girl, Avhose simple mom-ning dress and pathetic repression of strong emotion excited their respect­ ful sympathy. The Provost Marshal scaimecl the fair, truthful face, and sud- dently inquired her name and place of residence. Both 'were promptly given. Another quick, scrutinizing look into the depths of her unflinching eyes, and he seized a blank, SAviftly filled it out, sig'ned it, and handed it to her. “H oav A\dll that do ?” said he, jileas- antly. She read it, her anxious heart fluttering up to her thi-oat. The prec­ ious pass Avas hers; the conditions named Avnre in the exact Avords of her voluntary pledge. It was noon when Marie Latonr cross­ ed the river on the ferry of the Federal post. A sjDaAined muie and a rickety the Y'ankee to brek liees boat.” “ But for money?” Maide ventured. “ You hevmoniee, he? Tek a care he know not of that, ma’m’sella!” was the quick reply. Heeding this friendly warning—for the simple honesty of man and wife •ast suspicion—she left all but store in Madame and by daybi’cak Avas again on-her journey. For a time her course lay between small farms the one hand, and the bayou on the other. Then for miles not a dwelling was to be seen. Forest trees encroachec'i on the road itself. Suddenly, as she rounded a cu Jules Guilbeau’s tall figure loomed directly before her. He had been oiit in search of his oxen, but knoAving that at this point the young ti-avelers wi require a guide, he had made sure of being here in season to intercept them. Bidding Marie folloAV, he struck at once into the forest, Avinding his wa;; through the dense iindergrowth, anc around the huge, prostrate trunks, until finally a small hut nearly hidden by overax'cliing trees, stood revealed. At last! And now what awaited them in miserable shelter? Life or death ? Marie sank back limix and faint. Tlie shanty, made of jdeux, Avas just AA'liat the roof of a rude building set squarely on the ground might be. A naiTow opening in the near gable end Avas the door. Tlie space before it Avas strcAvn Avith old shoes, rags and other litter. A lean, m angy dog sprang fro the bushes and dolefully bayed them. Jules Guilbeau went in alone, b soon reappeared. “All xaght!” he said, in a low voice. “Come een, ma’m’selle.” Thank God, Oscar still lived! N cav life came to the devoted sister, and when she leaned over the bank where he lay on a bed of loose moss, he knew her. But, oh, it Avas pitiful to see that -fair boyish face so AV'asted and colorless, and to note the wild yearning in his great black eyes! “What IS it, dear brother?” Marie tenderly asked. “Home!” and tears rolled slowly down his wasted cheeks, though the poor soldier boy stxoiggled to keep them _“Eet ees the homesickness he liev,” said Guilbeau, gravely, and he hiuried off to resume his search for the oxen. Not long after Marie discovered that the driver, too, had disappeared. For a momeity the poor girl felt forsaken and well nigh desperate; but the invalid was evideiitly too weak to sit up, so that the loss of the buggy was really of small ac­ count. He must be canied in the ox­ cart on a bed of moss, unless, indeed, she could secure Bouzon’s boat. In the latter event, andl her heart leaped within heratthethour'\^'^ - home across t sister of Oscar, AAdiois ill in your camp,” she replied composedly. “I hi have come to take my brother home—’ “Then take him, and jonrself, too, out of my Avay ! ” he intexTupted, angrily. “I Avant no Avomen sneaking and spying around m e ! You hear ? ’ ’ “I hear, monsieur, and I Avill do it; but I shall Avant you to help me.” “Help you? Malediction!” The proposition seemed to stxdke old Bouzon as one of incredible audacity. He burst ) a harsh laugh. Helping people is not my business!” I he, roughly. “I am a fiend—don’t _ou I know that?—black enougl painted blacker by my good neig] and he laughed again maliciously said he, roughly, y know that?—black enough, and •K-trn-.-.r ghbOX'S, ” 'Monsieur,’’ said Eaiie, gently, “you have given shelter to my poor sick broth­ er, and I thank you for it from my heart. And now,” in appealing tones, “ Avith You haA^e a your help we can soon go. boat —” lips—a mere on that ous ride to tht. post, and another still longer doAvn the opposite bank. buggy were procured liardby, Avith a lad for driver, and the* young girl set forth on her mission. At dusk she reached the mouth of the bayou along whose course the rest of her route lay. Here, from the occupant of a solitary house, she learned that the roads beyond Avere passable, but that all the horses and mules of the neighborhood had been />m-».-v.-. bayou, .Is had “cleaned out” by thecontendi] and the jayhaAvkers, Avliile on t as on the riA'cr iteelf, th e Federaj ____ destroyed every thing in the sliajxe of a boat, “Do you knoAv the old Frenchman who liA^es in the sAAnnip on Coulee Noir, some fifteen miles nj) the bayoxi ?” Marie inquired. ^ “Know ole Baptiste Bonzon?” the man exclaimed. “Beckon so! Some folks ’lows he’s crazy,” he AA'ent on, “’n’ if bein’ ther cutest raskil goin’ is that, it’s ’bout time ole Bouzy Avtir shut up.” Mai-ie pushed on in the moonlight three miles furthei', to one Jules Guil- Avith mingled ,e man at once wife listened to her story wonder and pity, and tlie agreed to go on Avith h e r , and bri; sick boy back in his ox-cart, if o could find liis oxen, which had dx-iven far into the forest for safety. m a.i: But there Avas no time to ... loAv fe'ver and that mysterious for Avhich there is no cure exceixt waste. A „ -------- IS malady for Avhich there is no cure excep home itself Avere rapidly consuming the young soldier’s small remnant of strength. “ Home! home!” Avas his constant, unreasoning plea hour after hour, till at last, as the sun Avent cloAvn, he fell into a quiet slumber;, and his sister Avalked out to the Coulee. Lying across the nairoAv stream Avas a great cypress, its immense croAvn of half-dry foliage resting on the further bank, Marie sprang upon a limb, gx'a: ing also one above lior head. Thus s Avent from one branch to another, and looking doAvn, saAv something that gave her a tlii-ob of joy. “A boat! y'Afboat!” Yes, there it Avas c o n c e a led in a sm a ll Avusliont open­ ing into the Coulee. Oh, if the owner A^'ould only come I In her excitement, she clambered cgxickiy along the trunk of the tree. What a\ spectacle greeted She stopped aghast, for at the Avord “boat” the old Frenchman turned livid. His face contracted Avith the deadliest rage, and he sprang forward with one arm uplifted as if to strike her to the earth. ----- attack. Slxe stood before the dementt creatxxre, her graceful figure well poised, and her gaze dauntlessly meeting his. What AA'as it in those soft brown ey< that held the muiderous arm uplifted < by a spell'? And'hoAv was it that—^with tear-bright eyes and a little smile ti-eni- bling on her qui^’ering lips- touch of her small, Aveak hand vnav strong arm should cause it to drop limply at the ruffian’s side ? W^ith averted eves he turned slowly toAvard the cabin, ___ lowed by Marie, who Avas determined to make the most of the advantage already gained. He might kill her if he would, she declared, but first he must hear Avhat she had to say. Beginning with an acknowlegment of the trouble to Avhidx Bouzon had been put, she briefly depicted her brother’s cxitical condition and the absolute ne­ cessity of getting him home as quickly as possible, and she\ concluded by de- claxlng that whoever would safely con­ vey him thither should be well paid for his trouble. At the last sentence an sager, hungry look was flashed on the girl from Frenchman’s burning ^ t e r many denials and much hag- i^lmg, he finally consented to make the rip for ten dollars at the start, fifteen more at Jules Guilbeau’s, and twenty- five on landing the brother and sister safely at home,—all to be paid in gold. If ever the rapacious gx'eed of a miser was unconsciously revealed, it Avas by Baptiste Bouzon at the mere mention of that magic wox’d—gold. Maiie con- ratulated herself upon having so little ' it with her. Guilbeau did not appear thatixighf as he had promised. And AA'hat a night it was for Maiie. that -'^'^Tse IJ.U.L. wx- jere; with a tex-xible fascination, drawn to the pile of moss upon wliich her uncouth host lay, and invariably she found his gaze fixed on her; Avhile the sick boy, rest­ lessly slumbering, incessantly reiterated his mom*nful plaint fox- home -and mothex’. Longing for the cool night air, yet fearing to move, she>satthe night out on an old boxbv her brother’s bunk. Daylight came at last. They were to embark in time to reach the river at dusk, but Bouzon Avent off early; and did not retiu-n until after dark. So another night must be lived through in that hoxTid place. And still Jules Guil­ beau Avas missing. What if both the men should fail her ? The devoted girl had many moments The river here was but little more than a mile in width. The boat was ^at-bot- tomed, fifteen feet long by four feet broad, its only thwart occupied by the crazy oarsman. Marie sat by Oscar, on his bed of moss, tenderly cheering him with joy­ ous anticipations of soon reaching Thus theyw'ere gliding on in the thick darkness, Avhen the girl discoA^ered that the boat Avas leaking. Hopefully recalling having once crossed tlxe xiver in a skiff that had been kept afloat by bailing, she instantly set at work with a tin cup. Still the water increased, and slie called on Bouzon to find the leak. He i-oughly refused. An­ other time of bailing, Avithout pause, and yet the Avater rose in the boat. For several days the poor girl had _rief ief and anxiety for her brother; during the last two nights she had not closed her eyes, and now an al­ most irresis j water cover her, and suffered AAdtla g and er; during the h had not closed h< at times seize upoi and let the rising v the boat gently sink with her into end­ less slumber! But no, no! Oscar must be saved. With that thought she AV'ould break from the insidious fascination, and go on Arith her dreary task. The boat now lay deep in the rapid current, and must soon go doAvn. Oscar called, and Marie car. reclinii]^ in a hori^x.. opposite the one in which she lay, was, talking Arith animation to. three , interested listeners. The first words . .comprehensible rallying senses were spoken by a man of commanding appearance wearing a uni- foiTn of the captain of the United States “A noble mission,’’ he was saying, “and bravely carried out—so far. It shall be my priA ilege to see that it ends liappily.” He was true to his word, and within an hour the same boat that had soL-neai- ly sent them to a Avateiyjjave, landed* Marie and her brother safely at the levee before their gate. In a feAw^ biief moments mother and son were re-united, and Marie’s mission was accomplished. — Youth’s Companion. A Railway Incident. A good-natured-looking westerner in boots entei'ed a car bound for Bosedale, Mass., on the Providence r q ^ . It was L go doAvn. Oscar calle< , tenderly lifted liis head from the drip­ ping moss. “Oh, my bx-otlxer!” she cried, pas sionately, “I thought to save you. Sc( A v h a t i h a v e d o n e !” “Dear, brave little sister, he replied, fondly, “you gh^e your precious life in trying to save mine, ^I^at more could any one do ?” A gasping sob was the only answer. She gathered the moss high under his head and shouldei’s, and reached for more that had slipped between the loose planks. As xf struck by a blow she started. What was it? The leak? Yes, the leak. It \was directly under the nxiddle plank, the Only one that was not nailed down. That removed the leak could be caulked. She pleaded with Bouzon to come to her aid, but he refused, and j-owed on. She felt herself going' never do; so with almost superhuman effort she regained composure, and Avith it her common sense reasserted itself. Quickly seating hex*self so that her right hand could be used in bailing, she pressed a handkerchief into the leak with the left, and there ffirmly held it. The position Av^as cramped, but hope now stx’engthened her ei^austed* arms and Avarmed her chilled fi-ame. If she only had something larger to-dip with ! If she could only see* whex’e they Avere. Slowly, yet surely, the Avater lessened as one hand thre-Av it out, Avhile the other kept it back. She now told Oscar of the possibility of then; yet being sav^edr also about the gunboat at Burt’s Lam As the'^^S^^r^adualiy\deer6^d Ihe ty)at xnoyed less heari’iy c-T its <^urse aisle he came at last, upon a young woman reading a novel; whcKwas occu­ pying the Avliole of an extra bench, turned over, for the accommodation ofa small pug dog that lay comfortably snoozing upon a shaAvl. The passengers who stood about. were eyeing the spectacle with looks of indignation; bt^ not one of them seemed to have had the nerve to protest. The newcomex’, hotir- ever, was not lacking in that quality. “ MaAa,m,” ' h e said mildly, “I would like to sit doAvn, if you please.” The young fe m a le look e d up a t h im from h e r b o o k Avith a co ld and Avither- ing glare. “The seat is engaged,” she rep lied w ith a c id u la ted accen ts. “By the dog?” “Has the dog a ticket ?** (Noanfewer,) • “Oh, I'm .sox-ry he hasn’t a ticket,” said the man from the west, “ because I Avill have to bounce him off the train.” And -with that he picked up Mr. yPng by the back of the neck and gently tossed him through the open car window, and calmly took the seat thus inade ,va- The train had come to apaixse at Box- bmy station just a minute before, and yfa» only beginning to move this pe- curred. The dog alighted upon the ground uninjiu*ed and at once scamper­ ed out of styht. The mistress who had not had time to interfere—^so quieldy was the thing done—jumjxed to her feet Avith a scream of sru’prise and would cer­ tainly have gone for the wool of her ad- versa^, had not the conductor at that very instant tlmist his hand at her for her fare. To the latter, who had not seen the occurence, OAving to the crowd, she made an hystexicalappeal forredress, id; begging him at the same time to stop id! the engine so that her p et might b e pick- greeted Baptiste :e, bent ix-ed in her astonished eyes! It Avas Bouzon liimself. “ His lean fig at the knees and hips, Avas a blouse and trousers that Avere a complex )llection of patches, Avhile above his coarse shoes several inches of bare anlvles Avere disagreeably conspicuous. A fnnnel-sliaped j)almetto hat came down to a pair of bloodshot black eyes, that gleamed AAdth the fierceness of burning coals above a hooked, dipping nose. Tlie expression of his giizzly, bearded face Avas full of cunning-. There he stood, both bony hands buggy. And Av'hile she Avas bargaining for the oxen, her mind, all alert as it Avas, caught eagerly at a new possibility. For Bou­ zon had a boat hidden somewhere, Guilbeau said. ■“31a foil Eet stay hide, too,” he added, nodding emphatically. “ Notto •ing- the j w n u f JUi glared at- the gir only ho sprung from the fallen tree-top as if by been, some super.natural agency. And Marie? Well, her girlish .sense of the ludicrous, aroused by Bouzon’s grotesque pose and the oddness of their unexpected en­ counter, triumphed over the dread in­ spired by his evil reputation. She sprang lightly from branch to branch, man. “Want me to lose m-y and then to the ground. As she ad- blacker the night, the better vanced coiuageously, the man addressed ■ growled, with an oath. a s s h e sad ly realized h e r h tliat lonely spot; but hope returned Avith the blessed light of day, though Bouzon again vanished. At noon lie reappeared and announced that the boat AA'as ready. By five o’clock they arrived at Guil- bean’s, and Marie found the good man uostrafce Avith fcA'er. So lie had not •een faithless at all. She parted from the kind-hearted couple Avitli no little regret, and, paj-ing Bouzon his second instalment of gold,—the rest she had carefully concealed,—^Avas soon ready for another start. To Maiie’s joy, her bi’other AA'as ah’eady imju’OA'ing; and Avhen they tied up under the AvilloAvs at the mouth of the bayou, AAith the broad expanse of -the Mississippi in full vieAV, for one moment he actually sat nix to look at it. “Look, sister,” he cried, Avitlx feelile eagerness, “Burt’s Liindiug is just around that jxoint, uaao ' miles frem here, and only one mile further—0, Marie!” “Only one mile further are liome and mamma, thank the good God !” said the sister, touched by the joA'ons smile that AA'as sti'angely pathetic on that emaci­ ated countenance. She ran up to a house near by, and there learned a startling bit of neAvs. T avo nights be- foi'e some miscreant of Burt’s Landing liad fired into a passing tran.sport, and killed a soldier; as a result of Avhicli the place was noAv occuixied by troops, and a gunboat lay at anchor opposite. She begged her informant to sa^’^noth­ ing about this to Bouzon, and deter­ mined to make a bold dash for home as soon as darkness should overshadoAv the riA-er. Oscar Avas persuaded to take refre.shment, Avhile the old French­ man ate voraciously of food which the “‘ri had cooked at his shanty, little ' i t AA'as his down the great river in' the coal-black night. But it was still much too full for safety, and the devoted girl bailed with­ out pausing. The poor little hand, bent under the plank and immersed in the Avater, though nev^r relaxing its pressure upon the leak, seemed no longer a part of herself, while the entire arm and shoulder Avere aching almost beyond diu’anee. And thus they went on, until the wind rose Avitlx a sudden gust, Avlxicli a half-hour before Avould have sent tlxe boat to the bottom like so much Then foUoAved a broad dare of light­ ing. What Avas that? Burt’s Landing? Another flash. Burt’s Landing, and the gunboat anchored mid-stream, ixot threfe hundred yards distant, Bouzon’s oars moved now with quick, rattling jerks. A feAv moments elapsed, and Oseax' touched M aiie. ‘‘^ m y are coming,” he whispered. “F e d s .” Just then tliere came a fla.sh of light­ ning. About sixty yards to the leeAvard, a boat, fully manned, Avas bearing swiftly down iix hot pursuit. A shot Avliizzed over their heads, and a sum­ mons to heave to came x’oax’ing' ovex' the turbid Avaters. Bouzon, livid and ghastly, roAved like one possessed. Another shot, another summons, these and Marie’s adjurations were all alike imheeled by the crazy old man, whose ' dy thought Avas to save liis boat. “SiiiTender, or Ave’ll sink you !” LO AA'as no longer dreaded by Avould be timely rescue from the poAA'er of a maniac. But Avhat Avas that? Not •aming, poor AATetch, th a t la s t snppei*. The su n AA'ent doAAm i n dark, mountainous clouds, while light- om in o u s ly i n __ ________ Dutheast. “It is a black night,” said 3Iarie, as the boat sAvept into the river. “3Ialediction ! do you AA'ant th e sun to sh in e in th e n ig h t ?” s n a p p e d th e old for me,” he 9 ” 1 1 It''vas a black night, indeed. The en- •‘I am^MaTfo ToM -i-i li®avens Avere shrouded in gloom, I am Mailt Latoui, monsieur, tim arid not a breath of air was stirring. _ But Avhat Avas that? “ SI boat to the bottom!” ne I Their doom, instead! Steady, there! N oav ! Not Send the and draAvdng a long, deep breath, her fresh, girlish A'oice rang out, high and clear, in the gloom. “We surrender! Help u s ! Save u s ! ” Instantly the scene sprang to -view in a_ brilliant, prolonged electric illumina­ tion. There Avas Marie’s slender, black- robed figiu’e erect and firmly poised in the liea-ving “flat,” her SAveet face death­ ly white and set in unwavering resolve; and, Avhile one hand v ingly from the other—] uneOA'ered head—the great flag of tr\ sixread abroad on the driving Avind. And there Avas Bouzon—hideous to behold— roAving Avitli a madman’s desperation. There, too, Avas the pursuit boat, swoop­ in g doAAm Avith aroAV-like sw iftness. “Hard a-starbord!” That command Avas fairly roared. Falling to her knees, Marie clasped her arms around her brother. A crash, a harsh gi.ating, a hoia-ible, blood-curd­ ling shriek of the Frenchman plunging into the Avater, and the girl sank uncon­ scious. When Marie Latour again opened her eyes, she was on the gunboat. Os- ‘*he' might gel off at the iie±t- 8h(.tioxu, This she did.—JVew Orleans Picayune, Adventures of a Siberian Wolf-Hound. A stranger to our shores, exhibited at the New York Dog Show, was Ivan Eo- manoff, Consul-Genei’al Way’s Sibeiian wolff-hound. Ivan came from the Tm- ' pexial kennels at St. Petei*sburg, his breeder being the Czar of Eussia, and his catalogue price Avas $10,000. He Avas entex'edfor exhibition by Edwai’d Kelly, who had forgotten his peddigx'ee, wlxich was said to be unknoAATi. Ivan could not be induced to harm a human being, bxxt it is his nature to destroy every other li-^^g creature that crosses his path. His first adventure in (NeAV York was at tlm menagerie hi Central Park where he tried to eat up the buffaloes. Half the ; policeman at the old arsenal wei'e after ! lim with clubs and revolvers, but he paid not the slightest attention to tixein. B I oavs made him only the more eager to get at his prey. At last his master reached the scene, and at a word from him Ivan gave up the chase. When snow came he Avas almost mid. He rolled in it, played Avitlx it, ate it, and then rushed about for something to kill.,. Cats disappeared by the dozen. Lx Sixth avenue he snapped the chain that held him and attacked a stuffed bear that stood hugging a pole in front of a fur store. For tlxis unseemly conduct he Avas locked ujx Avith his attendant at a police station. His OAvner bailed him out, bxit after that Ivan had to wear a muzzle. He is a suberb beast, built somewhat oix the lines of a gxreyhound, only heavier and Avith longer hair. He has a tail like a collie, and tlie softest eye that ever dog was blessed Avdth. The left side of his face is black, includ­ ing the hair around the eye, and he has a black patch on his light flank. Else- Avliere he is as Avliite as the snow of Si­ beria .—New York Tribune. The Persian Shah’s Visits. Unwelcome A teiTible bugbear to the British Foreign Office is -^the Shah of Persia, who is anxious to pay another visit to London, where he made himself so ob­ noxious during the last exhibition. The Shah, his suites, his harem and his , folloAvers occupied Buckingham Palace, and it is said that tlxis handsome build­ ing more resembled the shambles than a palace, Avlien the Shah resumed bis peregrinations, ahvays at the entire cost of his uiXAvilling hosts. The Shah had the idea of proceeding to Baku to greet the Cz^’ and his family on their voyage to their Caucasian i>rovances, but the Emperor declined the honor with thanks, and now his Persian Majesty has reserved his visit to Paris for the exhibition, the gay capital offering dux-ing such festiAuties the most allur­ ing inducements to the Eastern ixoten- tate .—San Francisco Chronicle. One Dr. Terc, in England, is advocatingth* sting of bees as a i-emedy for rheumatism. He declares that he has treated with, su 5 and has s 3 given in ail 39,000 stings

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