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AN ENCOUNTER.

“The key was wrencwa from Guy Dunn s hand,.--Page 109.



PRE: BLACKSMITH:

8 OF
BONIFACE LANE
by ALOE

































THE PRINCE’S DRESS.

Page 93.

T. NELSON & SONS

LONDON, EDINBURGH & NEW-YORE



THE

_ BLACKSMITH
OF BONIFACE LANE

BY

A. DL. ©. B.,

Author of ‘ Pictures of St. Peter in an English Home,”

“Driven into Exile,” ‘ Harold's Bride,”

“War and “Peace,”
&e &c,



THOMAS NELSON AND SONS
London, Edinburgh, and New York

1895



LOreface.

My tale has a historical basis, and the fiction in it is
but as the wild-flowers and moss which may gather
at the foot of some ancient landmark. We can still
read the inscription upon it. What that inscription
is, and in what direction the finger-post points, will

be seen in the course of the story.







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XXI.

G@lontents.

THE SIGN OF THE WHITE HART,
BLOWING BUBBLES,

REBUKE,

DAME MARJORY’S TALE,

THE PEASANTS’ INSURRECTION,
THE HOUSE IN BIRD’S ALLEY,
SNOW AND FIRE,

A SUDDEN CHANGE,

THE PRINCE'S DRESS, .

OFF TO GREENWICH,

AN ENCOUNTER,

WHEN THE CAT IS AWAY,

A DARING ADVENTURE,

LED OUT TO DANCE,

THORNS AFTER ROSES,
CONFESSION,

THE BLOW FALLS,
TEMPTATION,

TRUE AND TRIED,

A CHAPTER SOON ENDED,
AFTER SEVEN YEARS,

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THE

BLACKSMITH OF BONIFACE
LANE.



CHAPTER I.
THE SIGN OF THE WHITE HART.

Ir is to London that the reader is introduced ; but a very
different London from the vast metropolis at the end of
the nineteenth century was that which bore the name at
the beginning of the fifteenth. Instead of. the enormous.
labyrinth of streets stretching in every direction as if to
absorb and swallow up everything green for miles upon
miles, London was then of moderate size ; a morning ride
might take a horseman round it. “What now are crowded
thoroughfares were then villag es divided from each other
by field or common; the wild boar might: roam, where
now the omnibus bears its passengers along roads. bor-
dered by neat rows of suburban villas. The Fleet was
then a stream where we can imagine the bulrush grow-
ing and the trout swimming. In Henry the Fourth’s



Io THE SIGN OF THE WHITE HART.

days carriages had not been invented, and the cab was
unknown. Ladies rode on pillions behind their serv-
ants, or were borne along in litters. The incessant
roll of wheels, the rumble, the racket, the flow of busy
life from west to east in the morning, with an evening
ebb back to more fashionable quarters, was then in the
undreamed-of future. There were no lines of yellow
gas-lamps at night to dispel the darkness; retainers in
gay liveries carried torches before their masters.

But London was a busy place under the first Lancas-
trian king, though utterly unlike what it is now. If
the city occupied a far-smaller space, that space was
crowded with buildings and swarming with life. London
had no theatres, but it had its mummeries and miracle
-plays acted in the streets ; amusements which our ances-
tors may have deemed pious, but which we should deem
profane. The narrow streets were made to appear more
narrow by the upper stories of some of the houses pro-
jecting beyond the lower, so that the residents on either
side of the way could exchange greetings with each
other from the latticed casements. There was more of
picturesqueness in ancient London than in the modern,
though certainly less of comfort. The passengers seen
in the thoroughfares were very unlike those who now
make our city resemble a swarming ant-hill. There
throng thé noisy apprentices, bent on mirth and mischief.
They have tried their strength ere now against gallants
from the court, and are ready for a row. With jingling



THE SIGN OF THE WHITE HART. IT

bridle, yonder rides a fat abbot on his ambling palfrey,
scarcely noticing the bare-foot friar who tells his beads
as he walks along. Beggars with sores sit by the way-
side, praying for alms in the name of Mary.; a minstrel
is gathering a crowd around him to listen to some
ballad of Robin Hood, Rhymes of Sir Tristram, or the
Romaunt of the Rose. It would be as difficult to recog-
nize the London of to-day in that of the reign of Henry
the Fourth, as to trace a resemblance between some
portly banker of Lombard Street, with bald head and
spectacles on nose, and the portrait of himself taken fifty
years before, representing the merry urchin just emerged
from pinafores and red-strapped shoes.

Turning from one of the largest thoroughfares of
London as it was under the first Lancastrian king, we
enter a narrow street called Boniface Lane. It is chiefly
inhabited by. well-to-do artisans and shopkeepers. Signs
or quaint devices hung over the entrances of shops show
the crafts pursued by the citizens within. Over one,
which we- shall have frequent occasion to visit, hangs a
big painted yellow boot, in size meet for a giant, but. gay
with tassels and gilding, as if meant for some fop of the
day. Under -the sign, in large gold letters, appears-the
inscription : Peterkin Paton, Bootmaker to the Prince of
Wales. This shop, though it would certainly not-now
hold its own in Bond Street, is rather a favourite resort
of merry courtiers, and has been so since the days when
Richard the Second was surrounded by a gay, giddy



12 THE SIGN OF THE WHITE HART.

train, who fed on his bounty and deserted him in his
need. Grave history smiles to record the absurdities of
fashion in his reign. “A fine gentleman did not then
think himself well dressed unless his clothes were liter-
ally made of patchwork. One sleeve was blue, the
other green; one stocking red, the other white; a boot
on one foot, and a shoe on the other.
“ Long beans: thriftless,
Painted heads, witless,

Gay coats, graceless,
Maketh England thriftless.”

So rang the rough rhyme of the day.*
There was still a great deal of folly and extravagance
in apparel. Peterkin Paton was said to have won pat-
ronage amongst the gay by his invention of the tasselled
and spangled boot, though some averred that his pretty
daughter, Maid Marian, had something to do with bring-
ing idle gallants to the shop, above which she resided
with her widowed aunt, Dame Marjory Strong.

On the opposite side of the irregularly built lane, but
lower. down, is a smithy, with the name of John Badby,
in ;black letters, above it. Thence from morning. till
even comes the sound of the clink, clink, or the thud,
thud; and the red glow of the furnace and. the sparks
from the forge are seen, as the smith, a fine powerful

'man in the prime of life, pursues his heavy labours.
Occasionally John Badby pauses, perhaps to rest his

* Markham’s ‘“‘ History of England.”



THE SIGN OF THE WHITE. HART. 13

sinewy arm, perhaps to glance in the direction of the lat-
ticed casement above Paton’s shop, where there is “ metal
more attractive” for him than the iron which glows on
his anvil. The smithy is a not infrequent resort of
horseman or squire, as John Badby is an armourer as
well as a smith, and can rivet buckler or hammer basinet
for a knight-as well as shoe his charger.

Almost opposite to the smithy is a tavern, very unlike
the flaring gin-palace of the nineteenth century, more
resembling the modern ‘village inn, with Good Accom-
modation for Man and Beast on the sign which swings
over the entrance. That sign bears on either side the
device of the White Hart, the well-known cognizance of
the ill-fated Richard the Second. It formerly displayed
a gay prancing stag, with golden branching horns and
gilt hoofs; but the chalky white is now dulled and
darkened by smoke and rain, and the gilding so tarnished
as to be almost black. In the rough January wind the
sign swings and creaks with a dismal sound, as if, like a
hatchment, it were placed as a memorial of the dead
rather than as an invitation to the living.

“JT marvel, Master Host, that you do not have that
wretched cracked daub repainted, and made more suit-
able to the time.”

This observation was made by a man in a buff jerkin,
with a handsome hilted rapier by his side, and on his
head a velvet cap with a long drooping black feather.
He, with a blunt, ruddy-faced yeoman, formed the only”



14 THE SIGN OF THE WHITE HART.

customers sitting within the sanded parlour of the
tavern, to enjoy the warmth of a blazing fire, and a
dinner of savoury bacon and beans, washed down by a
cup of sack as regarded the speaker, and a tankard full
of brown ale quaffed by Bob Bolton the yeoman.

“T had thoughts of doing so, Master Guy Dunn,”
quoth the dapper little host, who in informal style had
seated himself on a bench opposite to his customers.
“Says I to my missus” —the host pointed over his
shoulder with his thumb towards the kitchen from
whence the sound of angry rating told of the wrath of
mine hostess towards the maid who had let the cat get
at the whey—“ says I to my missus, ‘We have a new
king, so we'll have a new sign. But ye see, Master
Guy, we two couldn’t agree as to what the new device
should be. I wanted a plume of feathers, in honour of
our merry young Prince of Wales; my wife she stuck
up for a golden mitre, as the Bishop of Arundel now
rules the roast. Well, Master Guy, we were getting
warm over the matter, so says I, ‘ We'll refer the choice
to honest John Badby, the smith on the opposite side 0’
the way.’ ”

The brow of Guy Dunn darkened. He was a man of
bold presence and handsome features, but when anything
displeased him a kind of lurid glare came into his eyes
which reminded beholders of that in some savage wild
beast’s, Almost every sentence uttered by Dunn was
rounded by an oath far too profane to be here recorded.



THE SIGN OF THE WHITE HART. 15

He seldom removed his cap, but wore it alike in summer
and winter, in the street or by the hearth, save when in
the presence of those who would have regarded a covered
head as a sign of disrespect. This cap was perhaps
worn to hide a blemish, for the dark hair, thick and
bushy in other places, refused to grow over an ugly scar
on the left side of Dunn’s head.

“And what said the smith on this weighty matter ?”
asked Guy. —

“He said that if the tavern were his he would only
have the old sign burnished up new,” was the host’s
reply. “Says John, ‘Why show scorn to the gallant
White Hart because he was pulled down by the blood-
thirsty hounds ?’”

Guy Dunn started, and his dark eyes flashed with a
- dangerous light as he uttered an oath deeper and more
profane than usual. “The fellow had better keep a
wiser tongue in his head,” he exclaimed, “unless he
wishes to be hanged like his father.”

“His father—Bill Badby—I knew him well. He
was out with Wat Tyler some twenty years gone past,”
observed Bolton, who was rather an elderly man.

“ And his son with him,” said Guy Dunn. “It’s pity
that they did not string up the two together.”

“Why so?” asked the yeoman sharply ; “the urchin
was not ten years old. It would be hard to hang a
curly-pated child as a traitor for going with his dad to
see the fun.”



16 _THE SIGN OF THE WHITE HART.

“ Badby will be hanged yet,’ muttered Guy Dunn;
“he’s a pestilent fellow—a Lollard !” *

“Tf all such are to be hanged,” observed mine host
with a chuckle, “ropes won’t be had for love or money.
Nigh every third man or woman that you meet is a
Lollard; the last king, it was said, and assuredly his
. queen, favoured the new opinions.”

“That was in a reign that is past,” said Dunn; “the
tide runs another way now. Our present king—here’s
- a health to him—holds by the Pope and the prelates,
and will trample heresy out of the land. . You’ve heard
of the statute against heretics ?”

“What! has that been passed ?” cried mine host.

. “What does that mean?” asked the yeoman.

“Why, it means :that there will be no more dilly- ~
dallying about dealing with the followers of Wicklif” (a
curse and coarse epithet followed the name); “it means
that bishops can catch-—as we would catch foxes and
other vermin-——all heretical preachers, schoolmasters, or
writers of pestilent books,and force them to abjure their
vile errors.”

“ And if they won’t do so?” asked Bolton.

“Hand them over to the civil officers, to be burned
quick,” was the savage reply.

“Has the king signed this?” inquired the host of the
White Hart, gravely.

-“ Signed—sealed ; and he'll stick to it too,” cried Dunn.

* The name given to those who held opinions like those of Wicklif.
(237)



THE SIGN OF THE WHITE HART. ‘17

A short silence followed; to burn men for their
opinions was then a thing unknown in England. The
honest yeoman pushed from him his yet unemptied
plate, rose, and walking towards the fire, gazed vacantly
into it. Bolton did not utter his thoughts aloud, but
they were something like what follows :—

“ Henry of Lancaster has stains—he knows best what
stains—on his soul, and he wants Rome’s whitewash to
hide them. The king believes in papal absolution, and
that kind of thing, as being almost as good as the blood
of slaughtered Paynims to quiet a troublesome conscience.
It’s hard for Bolingbroke to settle his affairs with
Heaven, unless he threw in the burning of a few Lollards
to be put to the credit side of his account. Maybe
Heaven reckons in a different way from the king.” ,

“So Badby the smith had better look to it,” continued
Dunn, after the pause. “I'll be sworn he has not been
to confession for many a year, nor has burned a farthing
rushlight in honour of any of the saints.”

“John has one saint at home whom he serves
devoutly,” quoth Willis the host, resuming his naturally
lively. tone. “Badby treats his crippled mother as if
she were a princess of thé blood and he her squire-
in-waiting. He carries her up and down stairs every
day.”

“How came Dame Alice to be crippled?” asked the
yeoman, turning from the fire, taking again his seat at

the table, and addressing himself to finishing his plateful
(287) : 2



18 THE SIGN OF THE WHITE HART.

of bacon and beans. “She was active as a squirrel
when I knew her, but that was many years ago.”

“She got crippled with rheumatism from going from
house to house, and sitting up night after night in the
bitter winter,’ quoth Willis. “It was a twelvemonth
last Candlemas since Dame Alice was taken with rheu-
matic fever—we thought she would die—and since then
she has never once set her foot to the ground, nor been
able so much as to lift her spoon to her mouth.”

“A heavy burden on John Badby,” said Bolton.

“Love’s labour is light,” observed Willis. “Dame
Alice is so patient, so cheerful, so thankful, in spite of
her helplessness and pain, that if there wasn’t a saint in
the calendar already for every day in the year, the Pope
need not look farther than her home to find one to fill
up a blank.”

“ About whom are you gossiping?” asked Mrs. Willis,
_ a red-faced woman, half a foot taller than her husband,
who came bustling in from the kitchen to get a drop of
something hot from the bar. “Who is the saint of
whom you are talking ?”

“We were not speaking of you, my dear,” replied the
merry little host, with a sly twinkle in his eye.



CHAPTER II.
BLOWING BUBBLES.

WE will now turn towards the tenement first mentioned
in my story, the quaint gabled house over whose en-
trance, overlapped by the projecting upper story, hangs
the gay tasselled boot, the sign of the craft pursued within.
In the lower part of the building, warehouse, workroom,
and shop, sit cross-legged half-a-dozen apprentice lads,
stitching, or rather chattering away, by the dim light of
oil cressets ; for the youths, even in winter, have not the
luxury of a fire. No particular description need be
given of Tom the tough, Sam the sloth, Dan the dolt,
Mat the monkey, Ben the bold, or Lubin the lubber ;
the nicknames given by young Dickon, their master’s
son, are sufficiently characteristic. Nor need the gossip
of the apprentices be detailed at length. There is grum-
bling at being kept at hammering of soles and stitching
of top leathers beyond working hours, merely because of
the spree of the evening before, of which Tom bears the
mark in a bound-up head, and Ben in a black eye.
They are a wild set, these apprentice boys of old London :



20 : BLOWING BUBBLES.

not one of them knows his letters, or could count up to
a hundred. There is much talk about a bear-baiting at
which Dan and Mat had been present, and a calculation
of the chances of being allowed to go and see the
mummeries to be exhibited on the birthday of Harry,
the Prince of Wales.

“T trow when that boy comes to the throne we shall
have more fun and merry-making than even in King
Richard’s time,” observed Mat; “young Hal is a deal
jollier than his father. Our master Dickon will come
in for everything going. It’s a grand thing to be court
jester to the heir to the throne.”

“T shouldn’t care to be any one’s fool,” quoth Sam
the sloth.

“No, you would not oe with any of your folly for
love or money,” cried Mat the monkey; “and yet you've
no lack of it either.”

“T don’t see what a boy not thirteen years old wants
with a jester of his own,” observed Dan in a grumbling
tone.

“He won't ask you to pay for his cap and bells,” said Mat.

“Not so sure of that,’ muttered Dan. “ Whence
comes all the money squandered at Ely House ?” *

“Not from your pocket,” laughed Mat. “T’'ll be bound
there’s nothing in it better than a brass farthing, and
that a crooked one too.”

* The palace of the Lancastrian dukes, as mentioned by Shakespeare,
after the burning of the Savoy by Wat Tyler’s mob.



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“ Ay,” said Tom the tough, the lad with the bandaged
head, “we prentices are poor enough, badly fed, and
lodged in a den only fit for rats. But when Prince Hal
comes to the throne we'll have stirring times! We'll
over the Channel, and have a set-to with the French.
Tll go to the fighting, I will! Tl throw away my
last—”

“Tt will be the last of you,” quoth Mat, who was
ambitious to be a jester. At the stale pun the merry
apprentices burst into a general roar of laughter.

“You'll leave off hammering English soles, and take
to hammering French crowns,” cried Mat. The mirth
was renewed.

“ Hist !” said Sam the sloth ; “I hear Dame Marjory’s
step above. She may hear our laughing, and get us into
a scrape with the master.”

This turned the conversation on Master Paton’s elderly
sister, Dame Marjory Strong.

“She’s a prosy, precise, stuck-up old poplar!” cried
Mat.

“ A good old soul too,” observed Tom the tough. “She
bound up my head yestere’en with her own hands, and
tore up a linen kerchief to stop the bleeding.”

“And gave you a lecture on street-brawling, I
warrant you, to make the cut heal the faster,” said
Mat. “That's a plaster the dame is always sticking

on.
“She swears by Wicklif,” observed Sam.



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“She never swears by anything,” retorted Tom.
“Why, yestere’en she rebuked Master Dickon himself
for swearing !”

“She did, did she!” exclaimed Mat. “And how did
the young jester take it?”

“With marvellous good-humour,’ was the reply.
“Dickon blushed up to the rim of his fool’s cap, and
said, ‘It’s hard, aunt, to be different from all the rest
of the world; at court swearing is as common as eat-
ing’ ‘It was an ill day when you took up with the
court folk, my boy; said the dame. I heard no more, ©
for I had only gone upstairs because I’d been called—I
was not supposed to have ears.”

“Unless they were asses’ ears,” suggested Mat.

“Was the Pink, Mistress Marian, present to hear her
brother chidden ?” asked Sam the sloth.

“ Ay, and she looked vexed, as I thought. Mistress
Marian thinks a mighty deal of the court and court
folk, I take it. Besides, the Pink always would take the
part of her twin.”

“ How like they are to each other!” cried Mat; “just
like a pair of cherries hanging from one twig.”

“T s’pose Master Paton and Dame Marjory are twins
too,” observed Dan the dolt; “they are wondrous like
each other.”

The luckless remark brought on the stupid lad a
shower of gibes from his companions.

“Where are your eyes? in your pocket?” cried Ben.



BLOWING BUBBLES. 23

“The dame is more than half-a-dozen years older than
master.”

“Where are your wits? in your heels?” said Mat.
“Dame Marjory is as straight and stiff as a spear, and
Master Paton has a round back; he has just escaped a
hump.”

« And the dame looks right before her—straight into
your eyes,” observed Tom the tough; “ while master—”

“Seems as if he were always peering for pins dropped
on the ground,” said Mat, “and grumbling because he
can’t find ’em.”

“The brother and sister have both high noses, and are
both given to scolding,” cried Dan, making an attempt
to justify the comparison which he had drawn between
them.

“They don’t even scold after the same fashion,” said
Mat ; “the dame sometimes snaps, but she never snarls.”

“ And she does not even snap unless she has some-
thing to snap at,” quoth her champion, Tom the tough ;
“something mean, or bad, or—”

“ Hist! the master’s a-coming!” cried Lubin. Con-
versation came to a sudden stop, and vigorous stitching
and hammering began.

We will now ascend the narrow oak staircase which
leads to the upper rooms of the house. The largest one,
which is called the parlour, is strewn with rushes, the
substitute then for a carpet. A log-fire is crackling and
throwing out sparks in a very large fireplace, adorned



24 ; BLOWING BUBBLES.

with tiles on which are rude representations of Scripture
stories. There is space in the recess for a seat on either
side—a coveted place in winter, as being the warmest in
the low and draughty room. On the right-hand one,
with a bowl of soapy water on his knee and a pipe in
his’ hand, sits the bootmaker’s only son, Dickon, court-
jester to the boy Prince of Wales» Dickon’s dress is so
odd and quaint that it requires a little description.

A very well-favoured face, with the bright bloom of
the white-heart cherry to which the youth had been
compared, is disfigured by a large clumsy cap of
gay and costly material, rising on either side so as to
represent asses’ ears, with a fanciful peak between them.
This peak is adorned with a glittering bell; one hung
in front, and another behind, jingle with the wearer's
every movement. in shape, with two bells suspended from each of the
long pointed sleeves, adds to the tinkle and the fanciful
appearance. This tunic is worn over a kind of short
skirt. Dickon’s stockings are tight-fitting, and of
different colours; of different colours are also the shoes,
unlike each other in everything save the extravagant
length of both. The young jester, who has seen but
eighteen summers, is amusing himself by blowing
bubbles.

In the warm chimney-corner, opposite to her twin
brother, sits Marian, Paton’s daughter. She is indeed
strikingly like Dickon in outward appearance. The



BLOWING BUBBLES. 25

height of the two is the same; the delicately formed
nose, the bright complexion, the blue eyes, are character-
istic of both, but there is more of laughing fun in
Dickon’s glance than in his sister's. Marian’s’ dress,
though in the extreme of the fashion of the time, would
excite some amusement in the present. The skirt is of
violet silk, full, flowing, and graceful, with a broad
border of fox-skin at the bottom. The strange parts
of the pretty maiden’s attire are her immensely long
sleeves, ending in pouches used as pockets, and the
ridiculous head-dress which she wears. This looks like
a long slender extinguisher or steeple, rising above a
broad band, which quite conceals Marian’s beautiful
hair. Fashion takes little account of the becomings.
Long wide violet ribbons stream from the extinguisher’s
top, almost reaching to the maiden’s girdle, on which a
serpent is figured in spangles; the girdle has been a gift
from Guy Dunn.

Almost beyond reach of the kindly warmth of the fire
sits a girl, some fifteen years old, quietly dressed in sad-
coloured taffeta, with a plain girdle of the same. Lilian
has no pretension to beauty—she has been too often re-
minded of that fact to have any doubt on the subject;
though from the girl, still growing fast, it-is difficult to
tell what the woman will be. Lilian is not related to
the bootmaker’s family, where her present position is
that of general drudge. The poor girl is of gentle birth
and gentle breeding. She, the orphan of a knight, has



26 BLOWING BUBBLES.

been adopted in pity by Dame Marjory, who when
present lets no one scold Lilian but herself, and who
teaches her to be generally useful—a valuable lesson
meekly learned by the young maid, though sometimes
a little sharply taught by the dame. Lilian, who can
read and write like a clerk, has hopes of, at some future
time, earning her own living by-copying and illumin-
ating manuscripts. The girl is bending over the first
piece of clear parchment with which she has been in-
trusted, very carefully, with the help of ruler to keep
her letters straight, pursuing her labour of love. Lilian
is copying from an illuminated scroll belonging to Dame
Marjory, and greatly prized by her as a wedding gift
from Wicklif himself. The young maid is so absorbed
in her delightful occupation that she hardly. hears a
word of the tattle going on in the room.

“You are too old to blow bubbles like a child,
Dickon,” was Marian’s observation.

“Tt is what all are doing, each after his own fashion,”
replied Dickon, giving the slight jerk to his pipe which
sent a brilliant ball mounting towards the smoke-
blackened rafters. “Kings and conquerors blow bubbles
with blood instead of water, and black powder for soap :
up they go”—the jester’s eye followed the bubble—
“and then where is it? not a trace of it left. The Pope
and his red-hatted cardinals blow bubbles—and big
ones; their swelling words give absolution or excom-
munication ; folk stare open-mouthed to see how they



BLOWING BUBBLES. 27

rise; and then—an honest man touches them—and
they burst !”

“Come, come, Dickon; father says these are danger-
ous subjects,” said Marian.

“And to turn to yourself, Maid Marian, what are
you doing but blowing bubbles—bubbles of vanity,
bubbles of pleasure, amusing yourself by playing with
others’ hearts! Tl dip my pipe again for you.” Dickon
did so, and blew out a bubble, but it disappeared before
it had risen a foot from the bowl.

“Nothing left—but a tear!” said Dickon.-

“You are not much of a jester if you can say nothing
more pleasant than that!” cried Marian. “You ought
to talk nonsense, and not take to moralizing, or you had
better throw away your cap and bells.”

“Tl throw away my cap when you throw away your
preposterous steeple,” said Dickon, giving a shake of the
head which set his little bells jingling. “You only wear
it to make believe that you are taller than I, when
there’s not a thread’s difference between us. I’ve a
mind to stick a few peacock’s feathers in my cap; and
then Tl look down from their eyes upon you, for I shall
have reached a still greater height of folly.”

The conversation was interrupted by the entrance of
Dame Marjory Strong, not in the best of tempers.

“ Here’s a kettle of fish !” she exclaimed: “here’s your
father just come home, and he tells me that he has in-
vited Guy Dunn to supper. He ought to have told me



28 . BLOWING BUBBLES.

afore, and I'd have got a. pasty or collops ready ; there’s
nothing but cold pork and cakes of beans and bran in
the cupboard.” ,

“Quite good enough for Guy Dunn,” said Dickon.
“T don’t like the fellow, nor trust him.”

“Nor do I,” rejoined the dame; “but when a man
who is admitted at court is asked to a shoemaker’s
supper, we must think of the credit of the house.”

“ By what back-door key Dunn got entrance into Ely
House, ay, and the Tower, passes my understanding,”
said Dickon.

“Well, he comes by the front door here, and the
shop,” said Marjory, “and we must prepare a good
supper for him.—Here, Lilian, go to Ford’s round the
corner, and see if he has not a capon left, with parsley,
cabbage, and leeks. Maybe you'll have time to cook
them, while I keep the guest in play by talking. Paton
has never a word to say, except when rating the pren-
tice lads.”

“ There is no need for you to talk,” said saucy Marian ;
“Master Guy Dunn does not come here for you.”

Marjory gave her niece a sharp and scrutinizing look.
“Marian, look to it,” she said sternly, “or. you'll. burn
your fingers with your folly. I shall talk to Guy
Dunn, and an old woman’s words may do him, per-
chance, more good than the gossip which court folk ex-
change with silly girls—How now, Lilian, why do you
tarry ? are your feet made of lead ?”



BLOWING BUBBLES. 29

The girl was putting a delicate border of red round a
capital letter; she started at the rebuke, and from the
effects of that start a drop of paint from her brush fell
on one of the words in the precious scroll.

“Oh, I am so sorry; forgive me!” exclaimed the poor
girl in distress.

Dame Marjory did not-reply ; she gazed almost sadly
down on the scroll. She was more free from supersti-
tion than most of her neighbours, but in the beginning
of the fifteenth century what woman or man was with-
out it?

“A drop like blood over the word death,” she mur-
mured. “‘Be thou faithful unto death’-—a red death,
such as our brethren abroad are suffering now.* We
have had the Black Death in England: that was a
judgment from God; maybe the Red Death is coming
from the cruelty of man.”

“OQ Aunt Marjory, you are always thinking of hor-
rors!” cried Marian. “Do mind something more plea-
sant now, and send off Lilian to buy the capon.”

“Tés a pity to send out a girl on a cold night,” ob-
served Dickon, quitting his warm nook in the chimney.
“T must be off to Ely House, and I pass Ford’s shop on
the way; I'll tell him to send a fat capon, cabbage, and
leeks.”

* In the year 1400 the Waldenses, who resided in the valley of Pragela,
were, at the instigation of some priests, suddenly attacked by a body of

troops, who plundered their houses, murdered the inhabitants, or drove them
to the Alps, where great numbers were frozen to death.—Foxe’s Martyrs.



30 . BLOWING BUBBLES.

“We'll get out some nuts and comfits,” said Marjory:
“here, Lilian, take the keys.” The dame fumbled in
her pouch to find them, then turned it inside out. Out
came scissors, thread, thimble, nutmeg-scraper, and a
medley of other things, but the keys were not to be
seen.

“T trow Maid Marian has hidden them,” said the
jester.

“JT! what should I have to do with old rusty keys?”
cried the girl.

“Look in her sleeves!” exclaimed the merry lad;
and sure enough the bunch was found in one of the
pouches formed according to the extravagant fashion of
the day.

“You mischievous imp! you put them there your-
self!” said Marian.

“Good hiders are good seekers,” quoth Dickon, as
laughing he turned on his heel and quitted the room.



Te eT eer Ee

CHAPTER III.
REBUKE.

Litian went off to the kitchen to fulfil the humble
duties which always devolved on her, as Marian took
care never to roughen her slender hands by hard work,

or blacken them by taking a kettle from the fire.

“JT wish that you would take off that trashy belt,”
said Marjory abruptly to her niece, as soon as they were
alone. “You have a very good violet one to match
your dress.”

“T happen to like this best,” said the spoiled girl in a
flippant manner. Marian was the idol of her father,
and in the bootmaker’s establishment reigned as a little
queen. The only one who would not bend to her whims
was her resolute old aunt—a clear-sighted woman, with
shrewd common sense, and a clear view of right and
wrong. Marjory strongly disapproved of Marian’s
wearing the gift of Guy Dunn, and she was wont to
express her opinions strongly.

“It is unmaidenly in a girl to take presents from a
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32 REBUKE.

a heart in return,” said the dame, as she took the warm
seat in the chimney-corner which had been vacated by
Dickon.

“Who told you that I did not care for Master Guy ?”
asked Marian Paton.

“Guy Dunn with all his pranking is not worth the ~
little finger of John Badby, who has known you from
childhood, and loves you well, though he can’t flatter and
befool. you with the glib tongue of a man of the court.”

“ John Badby is only a blacksmith,” said the girl.

“ And you are the daughter of a bootmaker; you are
not so mighty tall, Maid Marian, though you choose to
wear a steeple on your head, to make you look six feet
six instead of five feet five!” The dame closed her
rebuke with a little emphatic snort, the well-understood
sign of her being displeased or indignant.

“TIL never mate with a man who would come grimy
from the forge, with sleeves rolled up, showing muscles
like bell-ropes,” quoth Marian.

“Then why do you not tell John so plainly, saucy
minx? It’s worse than robbery to accept true love only
to throw it away.” :

“John is too old for me—he’s ree thirty,” said the
girl.

_ “A giddy wife needs a sensible husband,” auow the
‘dame.

“T mean to be a lady; I’ll never wed one who wears

not a rapier and a hat with a feather.”



REBUKE. , 33

“ Fiddle-sticks!” cried Marjory, with a snort. “A
feathered. hat may cover a fool’s head, and a rapier may
hang at the side of a rogue! -Gold is gold, though it
be a little begrimed, and a brass nail, however brightly
burnished, is but a brass nail still. A good son makes
a good husband: look at what Badby is to his mother.”

Marian knew that her aunt was right, but the girl
was in a perverse, contradictory mood, and determined
not to be guided. Marian was by no means devoid of
either heart or conscience ; if she loved any one it was
the smith, with whom were linked the sweetest, holiest
remembrances of her early days. The child Marian’s
spirit had been like some bright, clear little lake, that
reflects back the smile of Nature and sparkles in the
pure sunshine. But after the death of her mother, and
a too brief time spent with Dame Alice, Marian had
been under the care of a weak, indulgent father, who
had never even made an attempt to clear the lake of the
weeds of folly and vanity that grew and spread so
quickly. Marian might have been a different girl if she
had been reared by her aunt, who was quick-sighted and
shrewd ; but the little maid was fourteen years old ere |
Paton’s widowed sister had come to share his home.
Marjory had brought with her Lilian, the orphan of a
poor knight who had spent all his substance in fitting
himself out for the wars, and, dying abroad, had left his
infant child a beggar. Marian, after having had her

own way so long, was little inclined to relish advice or
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34 . REBUKE.

brook control. She-was like a child who has been so
pampered with unwholesome sweets that she has lost
relish for wholesome food. No talk pleased Marian that
was not sugared with flattery. The girl feasted on
admiration, and accepted it from whatever quarter it
came. It gratified her to see the stir amongst the ap-
prentices whenever she passed through the room where
they worked. Marian put on the gracious air of a .
princess, and would accept with a condescending smile
little posies of half-withered marigolds, though only to
throw them away. Dame Marjory’s high indignation
had been excited by overhearing Mat singing a wretched
doggerel rhyme which he had made in honour of Maid
Marian ; but the giddy girl was not ill-pleased when she
heard the refrain rising from below in merry chorus
when the elders were out of the way—

“ Bonny face, bonny face !
She’s the Pink of Boniface Lane! ”

Thus it was that the affection which the girl had felt
for John Badby in earlier and happier days had almost
died away. He could love deeply, but he could not
flatter. John had even taken the privilege of one who
had loved Marian from her childhood, to give her a
gentle rebuke for some special act of folly. This was
resented by the spoiled girl. Marian might indifferently
well bear Dame Marjory’s chiding or Dickon’s sarcastic
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REBUKE. 35

short of perfection was what Marian resented as treason.
She resolved to punish Badby for his presumption, and
it would be only too easy to cause him pain; for the
deepest, most sorely aching wounds are given by the
hand that we love. Marian had no intention of setting
her suitor free, she was too selfish for that, and in spite
of her folly had a conviction hidden in some corner of
her heart that no other man on earth would make so
faithful and true a mate as the Lollard smith. But
Marian, fond of admiration and amusement, disliked the
idea of the dull, sober life which John’s wife would be
likely to lead.

“T could never abide living in Bird’s Lane, in a house
behind a smithy, with an old-fashioned outside stair! I
could never bear seeing after the washing and mending
of grimy smocks, that a smith might look dapper and
clean, at least on Sundays. I should hate having to
wait on good Dame Alice, though I love the dear, kind
woman; but I’d sooner have Aunt Marjory’s chidings than
those gentle words which make me despise myself for
being so selfish and silly. .I’d rather be a galley-slave
tied to an oar than lead such a life. John must not
look to win me—till I’m forty at least, and have got a
few gray hairs and wrinkles, and learned to be sober
and sad. T’ll have my fling of amusement now.”

Poor Marian was blowing her bubbles, as some girls
do even in this enlightened age. She knew not how
soon her gaily tinted bubbles would break in tears.



CHAPTER IV.
DAME MARJORY'S TALE.

Dame Margory kept to her intention of taking the
lion’s share in the conversation which should keep the
guest amused till Lilian’s deft fingers should prepare
dainties to make the supper-table do credit to the house.
Paton sat very silent. His hatchet face and high nose
did certainly give him some resemblance to his sister,
but he was very unlike her in manner, bearing, character,
and way of thinking. Peterkin Paton stooped, Marjory
was erect to stiffness; he was silent by nature, his sister
conversed with ease. His view of life was like that
which a man working in a tunnel has of nature; Marjory
took such a survey as is gained from an elevation.
Marjory could read—even write; Paton, the well-to-do
citizen, was content to make his mark. Peterkin was
also a cautious man, avoiding politics and polemics,—one
who, if he was obliged to give an opinion, took care that
it should never compromise his own credit or safety ,
Dame Marjory cared not if all the world knew what she
thought. She gave Dunn not a minute’s opportunity
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DAME MARJORY’S TALE. 37

one of the seats in the chimney recess, and her brother
the opposite corner, planting her own high-backed chair
next to Dunn, so that he was kept in a kind of digni-
fied imprisonment, with the dame for a vigilant jailer.
Marjory bade Marian take to her spinning-wheel, which
the girl did with no good grace; she was a little afraid
of her aunt, and unwilling in the presence of a courtly
guest to act the part of a spoiled, disobedient child.
Dunn was little pleased at Dame Marjory’s arrangement,
but he was a man of the world, and entered into con-
versation, as he had done at the White Hart, on one of
the leading topics of the day.

“Your log burns brightly and well, Master Paton:
there are some, I trow, who will find the fire a bit too
hot for comfort. You know, of course, what the Par-
liament has decreed in regard to heretics.”

“T don’t meddle with such matters,” said Paton, and
closing his thin lips he relapsed into silence.

“Our king is a pious Catholic,’ observed Dunn.
Paton made no remark, but Dame Marjory gave an
emphatic snort. The affections of many of his people
still clung to the hapless Richard, the son of the famous
Black Prince, and a king once deemed to be a model
of chivalrous courage as well as of personal beauty. -
Marjory was one of those who more than suspected that
Bolingbroke had murdered his royal captive and cousin;
that the once gay and thoughtless young monarch had
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38 ' DAME MARJORY’S TALE.

“Tt is said,” continued Dunn, after a pause, “that
there is already a warrant out against Sawtre, the
Lollard priest.”

“Heaven forfend that they should harm the good —
man!” exclaimed Marjory. The hum of Marian’s wheel
suddenly ceased, and an. expression of fear came into her
face.

“Hell burn!” cried Dunn, with an oath; “he’s one
of the worst of the followers of that cursed old heretic
Wicklif.”

“No man shall speak so of the holy Wicklif under
this roof!” exclaimed Marjory; “no, not King Henry
himself !”

“Don’t you mind her, Master Dunn; old women will
have their say,” observed Peterkin Paton, noticing the
fierce start of his guest at the words. “Dame Mar-
jory owed something to the Lutterworth parson, and
can’t stand hearing anything said against him now he’s
dead.”

“Owes something—owes everything |” cried the dame.
“No one knows better than you do, Peterkin, what is
our debt to Father Wicklif—Listen to a tale of old
days, Master Dunn; I’ve told it often enough, I trow,
but it will be new to.you. You were not born in the
year 1348; fifty-three winters have passed since then,
but it is a year that this country will never forget, and
our gray-beards talk of it yet.” -

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faster than before; she knew her aunt’s story by heart,
and it was one which she never wished to hear again.
Peterkin Paton was well pleased to have conversation
turned from the subject of burning heretics, a new thing
in England; for even Wicklif, though persecuted, had
been suffered to die in his bed. —

“JT was ten years old in that winter of ’48,” continued
Marjory; “if I live to be a hundred and ten, I will re-
member that gruesome time. We—amy parents, brothers,
sister, and myself—lived merrily enough in a pleasant’
house at Monk’s Corner (there’s no trace of the street
now). My father had been across the Channel with
King Edward, had fought and conquered at Crecy, and
brought back not only a few scars as tokens of tri-
umph, but handfuls of French gold pieces, caskets of
jewels, chests for dainty spoils, lace-damask—I know
not what more; for there was a lot of plunder, and a
franklin’s wife in those days could dress as a baron’s
does now.” -

“Fine days!” observed Guy Dunn.

“There was no blessing on it all,” said Marjory. “The
frippery turned the head of my poor silly sister, and the
notion. of glory turned the heads of my thoughtless
brothers. They had no fancy to learn an honest trade
when wealth could be had by plundering poor wretches
who had earned it by the sweat of their brows. I was
pleased enough then at our spoils won by blood, but now
I see that the just God’s curse was upon it. It was in



40 ' DAME MARJORY’S TALE.

"48 that the Lord sent the Black Death, that swept
through England as if the destroying Angel were riding
on the wintry wind, and mowing down men as the
reaper cuts down corn. It spared not village, it spared
not town—it is said that in London fifty thousand
corpses were laid in one field; there were not enough of
the living to bury the dead.”

“Tve often heard of that plague,” remarked Dunn;
“were any of your family smitten ?”

“My gay, pretty sister Marian was the first victim in
our house. She had been Queen of the May in the
spring of that year, and even knights with gilt spurs
had been proud to dance a measure with her on the
green. I saw her but once after she sickened; she was
a ghastly sight. My poor mother hurried me out of the
room, and shut herself up to nurse the sick. She hoped
that the contagion would not spread; but the breath
was scarcely out of poor Marian, when first one, then
another of my bold brothers sickened and died. I did
not see them suffer—my mother would not let me come
near; even if she had not had fears for me, I, little as
I was then, could not have been spared from needful
work, for both our servants had fled from the plague-
smitten house. Had I not been able to go hither and
thither (though I was nowhere welcomed), there would
have been no food to eat, no water to.drink, no one to
do anything in the home. ~ I had to chalk the red cross
on the outside of the door, to make the death-cart stop



DAME MARJORY’S TALE. gr

for the bodies. I made it crookedly enough. I mind
me that my hand trembled as if with ague, for I was
only a child. I think that winter made me a woman
before my time.”

“ What had become of your father?” asked Dunn.

“Tf father had not been upstairs helping mother, who
would have carried out the bodies? for we did not want
the rough cart-men to come in,” replied Marjory Strong.
“Tt was a terrible time. I prayed to every saint that I
could think of to save us, and promised my puppet and
my little pearl brooch to St. Catherine if she would only
keep the plague from spreading in our house. I know
better now than to suppose that any saint would hear
my prayers or want my puppet, but I was then only an
ignorant child. One of my chief cares was to look after
my brother Peterkin there. He was then only four
years old, having been born long after the rest of us; so
my parents thought him a prime gift from St. Thomas
of Canterbury, on whose day he was born.—Peterkin,”
continued Dame Marjory, addressing her brother, “even
you remember the Black Death.” :

“I remember the whipping which you gave me,”
quoth Paton. “You had a pretty hard hand, Marjory,
even when you were but a child.”

“T was forced to beat you,” said Marjory ; “I could
not get you to stop crying and roaring after mother, and
thumping with both hands at the closed door of the
room, which we were forbidden to enter. I thought



42 . DAME MARJORY’S TALE.

that your howling would drive poor mother mad, for it
almost crazed me to hear it. Whenever mother had to
_speak to me from her terrible watch in the sick-room,
she always closed with the words, ‘Keep my darling
away, Madge; keep my darling away!’ I had to put
outside the door the food which I brought. I hungered
for a sight of mother, but day after day I saw her not.
She was always thinking of others. But one morning
at dawn, when I brought a pitcher of water, the door
slowly unclosed, and I caught a glimpse of the dear pale
' face, for mother had opened it herself. She was per-
fectly calm, terribly calm, but the first glance told me
that the plague was upon her !

“*Father’s gone! the good Lord have mercy on his
soul, she faintly said. ‘I’m smitten; only you.and the
darling are left. Don’t tarry here, my child; take the
babe (she always thought Peterkin but a babe), and fly
with him to your aunt at Chelsea. Don’t stop here—
you cannot save me; I am going after those I haye
lost.’ ”

There was a pause of silence ; the spinning-wheel’s
whir was not heard, and Dunn listened with some
degree of interest for the end of the story. With a
sigh Dame Marjory then went on,

“Tt was the first time, I ween, that I had ever dis-
obeyed my mother; but I could not leave her to die
alone, and I’m glad that I stayed, little as I could do.
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DAME MARJORV’S TALE. 43

knew me; she had even forgotten my father’s death, and
spoke as if he were still beside her! But there was one
thing which she could not forget, for she was a mother: _
she passed away. with the words on her lips, ‘Save
my darling! oh, save the babe!’ Then, when nothing
more could be done for the dead, I roused myself to care
for the living ; my mother’s charge was upon me. There
was poor Peterkin again drumming on the outside of the
door, which I had happily had the wit to close behind
me, and crying as if he would choke. To save him was
mother’s dying charge; but for that I believe that I
should have lain down and died by her side. I came
out of the room, seized the boy by the wrist, and dragged
him downstairs. He was hungry; there was nothing to
give him but a morsel of stale oaten cake, for I could not
have got milk from any one for love or money, even had
-Thada single groat left, but I had spent the last copper.
As I went out of the house I saw the death-cart turning
the corner of the street; that quickened my steps, for I
could not stop to look on what the men must do. I had
just one wish left—to get the child to Chelsea. I went
in what I thought the right direction, but my head was
all in a whirl; for the life of me I could not remember
the turnings. Very few folk were in the streets, and
those that I met were afraid of me, afraid of everything,
as if the Black Death were at their heels. No one
would tell me the way. Twice I tried to carry my
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down; my strength was almost worn out. At last I
came to a dead stop, for I could not go one step further.
I fell over a heap of bricks, and there I lay, I. supposed
to die, yet with a kind of determination not to die till
my duty was done. I mind me that I thought, ‘I have
prayed to the saints, nigh a dozen of ’em, and none of
them help me a bit; maybe when there are so many
sick and wretched folk in London, all praying at the
same moment, though there be hundreds of saints, they
can’t attend to everybody at once, they can’t be in every
place. Id better ask the good God to help me, for He
is everywhere, and is great enough and high enough to
see and hear all that is going on down here. So I
prayed to God as well as a poor child could do who was
just desperate with her woe ; and,” Marjory naively added,
“J have never since asked a boon of any one of the saints,
and never will, for they can just do nothing at all.”

“The monks at their shrines would not approve of
that doctrine,” observed Dunn with a grin; “they get
fat on the prayers and merits of saints.”

“ And so do jugglers on the folly of those who believe
on their tricks,” was Dame Marjory’s caustic remark.
Whereupon the brother, the cautious Peterkin, said:
“Finish your story, Marjory, or it won’t be done before
supper comes in.” Marjory thereupon took up the
thread of her tale.

“T don’t know how long I’d been praying, when I
was startled by hearing a voice above me, ‘My poor



DAME MARJORY’S TALE.. 45

child, what dost thou here?’ I almost thought that
God must have sent an angel. I raised my eyes; there
was a young priest looking down on me with a kind,
pitying face—an angel in the form of a man. I mind
me that I roused myself to say,‘Oh sir! father, mother, ©
and all save Peterkin here, are dead of the plague, and
I want to get him away to my aunt at Chelsea.’ ”

“You did not count yourself as one of the living,”
observed Guy Dunn with a grin.

“T could not bother about myself,” cried Dame Mar-
jory, snorting impatiently at the interruption. “I had
enough to do to think of the boy,” and she resumed her
narration.

“*Chelsea is a far way off, said the priest, ‘and my
mother’s house is at hand. She is there to take care of
you till I can find out your aunt.’

“* But, sir, I may have the plague upon me; would
she take a stranger in?’ said I. I mind me it was
hard work to get those few words out.

“The reply was softly spoken, but I heard it, though
strange noises were clanging in my ears, and I was
almost losing my senses. ‘I was a stranger, and ye
took Me in, said the priest, but not as if speaking to
me. I mind me of nothing after that but that I felt
myself lifted up gently in strong arms and carried some-
where ; and I felt safe, for he who cared for me would
look after Peterkin too. My work was over; I could do
no more, only lie still.”



46 - DAME MARJORY’S TALE.

“You were a brave little wench to have done so
much,” cried Dunn, with extorted admiration. “I hope,”
he added with an oath, “that such horrible times will
never come again!”

“It’s like they may, for there are sins enow to bring
down God’s plagues upon us—specially the sin of swear-
ing,” was Dame Marjory’s fearless rebuke.

Guy Dunn looked more surprised at it than pleased,
and both Marian and her father said to themselves,
“Why does Lilian take such an age in getting the supper
ready ?”

“ And now I'll tell you, Master Dunn, who it was that
received two poor orphans, and hunted Chelsea to find
out their aunt, but in vain; for she had fled away from
fear of the plague. I will tell you who was as a father
to the fatherless,” pursued Marjory, raising her voice as
she went on: “it was he whom you dared just now to
call ‘a cursed heretic ;’ it was that blessed saint now in
heaven—John Wicklif himself !”

“ Well, he did you a good turn,” muttered Dunn ; “ but
he might be a heretic for all that. Go on with your
story, old dame; if your aunt had run away, what be-
came of you and your brother ?”

“Master Wicklif, after long search, hunted up a
cousin of my father, but that was not till the plague
had well-nigh died out. This man, who was a shoe-
maker, adopted Peterkin, and brought him up to his
business, but would not be hampered with a girl, espe-



DAME MAR/JORY’S TALE. 47

cially one who was sickly, for it was many months
before I got over the effects of that horrible time. Sol
remained with the good kind parson and his mother ;
indeed, I stayed till I was grown up, and never left
them till I married. Everything that I knew I learned
under their roof. I learned to cook and clean, to wash
and to mend. I was even taught to read and write in
our own honest mother-tongue, for I knew not a word
of the mincing French which at one time was all the
fashion. And I was taught better things besides. I
learned to confess my sins to God, and not to a priest ;
I learned to ‘flout the wallet of pardons hot from
Rome ;’ I learned that ‘God gave His sheep to be pas-
tured, not to be shaven and shorn;’ and that Piers.
Plowman * did well to denounce fat abbots, hunting
bishops, and—”

“Here comes supper at last!” exclaimed Marian,
_ starting up from her wheel.

* A satirical poet of those times. (See Green’s “ History of the English
People.”)



CHAPTER V.
‘THE PEASANTS’ INSURRECTION.

Linian, with face flushed by her late employment,
brought in the smoking savoury supper, assisted by
Ben, who was sometimes allowed to help on such
occasions, glad to get some of the scraps left as his
reward. First came the capon, intended specially for
Paton and his guest; cold pork and a pile of coarse
cakes were meant for the rest of the party. The
table was soon spread, and all sat down except Ben
and Lilian: the former had to fill the drinking-horns
with ale or water; the latter retired for a time to take
off her apron and wash her hands previous to herself
partaking of the meal which she had prepared. The
short grace had scarcely been pronounced (but for his
sister’s presence Paton would have omitted it alto-
gether), when a footstep was heard on the creaking
wooden stair. Well did Maid Marian know that step;
when she had been a child how often she had run to
meet her “big brother,’ as she then had called John,
with noisy pleasure, expecting a ribbon or a comfit.



THE PEASANTS’ INSURRECTION. 49

In early maidenhood Marian had called John brother
no more; another and softer word was in her thoughts
though not on her lips. Badby had been in all the
girl’s day-dreams, and John being rather a prosaic name,
Marian had given him the more fanciful one of St.
George; for though he had never killed a dragon, she,
in her fond pride, believed him capable of the feat.

But Marian was now drifting away from her first
love, as a vessel with its cable cut drifts almost in-
sensibly with the tide. John Badby might be—was
a brave man, but even a foolish girl’s fancies could
not make him a hero of romance. To call him St.
George would be too absurd. Marian, intoxicated by
flattery, had made up her mind to regard a smith as
below the regard of “the Pink of Boniface Lane,” and
was now persuading herself that Badby, by daring to
_ intrude his advice, had given her cause of offence.

The smith entered the room dressed simply in gray
home-spun cloth, on which not a stain nor a speck told
of work at the forge. John was a fine tall artisan,
with the native dignity of one who never feared to
look any man in the face, for he had incurred no
debt, and bore a character unstained.

“John is as goodly a man as ever trod on shoe-
leather,’ was Dame Marjory’s Silent comment on his
appearance; “how Marian can ever compare with him
that low-browed, evil-eyed Dunn, I wot not, save that

idle butterflies are ever attracted by glitter and sparks.”
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50 THE PEASANTS’ INSURRECTION.

Badby came in bearing on his broad shoulder a
specimen of his artistic skill in his craft. Marian had
complained in his presence of the fuel lying here and
there in unsightly heaps of sticks. These were too
near to the fire, she had said, to be perfectly secure from
sparks from the half-dried log which would sometimes
crackle, sputter, and cast forth like fireworks an angry
shower of sparks. Marian’s lightest wish was a law to
one who tenderly, although not blindly, loved her.
Badby had bent his mind to contrive a light iron
frame-work to hold the wood, and many an hour after
his day’s work was done had the tired artisan given
to make his fire-fence a graceful ornament, fitted to
adorn a lady’s bower rather than a bootmaker’s
dwelling.

The smith was surprised to find the Patons about to
commence supper, ‘as he had calculated on the meal
being ended, as it usually was, at that hour; he was
also annoyed at seeing Dunn seated by Marian’s side.
However, the unexpected visitor was not taken aback.
He told simply why he had come, and setting down his
gift on the rush-strewn floor, asked Dame Marjory
whether it would be useful. Badby addressed the aunt,
but his eyes sought the niece for whose sake he had
wrought at this labour of love. Marian, in a wilful,
teasing mood, looked down at the plate before her; she
gave scarcely a glance to the gift; she did not even .
notice the M so skilfully wrought into the pattern



THE PEASANTS’ INSURRECTION. 51

which John had devised. Dame Marjory praised and
accepted the graceful present; then, with her wonted
hospitality, pressed the friend of the family to sit down
and share their supper.

Badby had already taken his homely meal, but he
would not decline the invitation, nor miss such an
opportunity of being close to Marian Paton. On ‘the
bench on which she sat with Dunn on her right side
there was ample space on the left, so Badby went to
occupy the vacant seat.

“This is not for you; it is Lilian’s place,” said Marian
sharply: “go over there, where there’s plenty of room
by my father.”

John’s sunburnt face flushed slightly, but he said not
a word; he went to the opposite side of the table, and
seated himself between the two elders. The smith was
of too manly a spirit to betray the deep mortification
which he felt at Marian’s open slight. Badby caught
sight of Dunn’s insulting grin, but the smith did not
choose to take notice of it.

Dame Marjory skilfully carved the capon, taking
care that John should have his fair share of the dainty
dish ; but he scarcely touched the food. There was
little conversation at first, for the dame had had her
say, and, John excepted, all the party were hungry.
Lilian quietly stole into the room and took the vacant
seat by Marian. No one but Badby noticed the shy,
pale girl; but he greeted her kindly, rising when. she



52 THE PEASANTS’ INSURRECTION.

came in, and thanking her for some little warm wrap
which she had made for his suffering mother. Lilian’s
attempt to give pleasure should not, like his own, have
been made in vain.

Dunn having finished his portion of the capon, made
a vigorous onslaught on the pork, meditating, as he ate,
how he might. best annoy the smith, whom he affected —
to despise, but whom he regarded with dislike not un-
mixed with fear. Presently Guy addressed John across
the narrow table.

“Squire of the hammer, is it true that your father,
some twenty years agone, was out with the mad priest
Ball and the rebel Wat Tyler ?”

John gave a monosyllable of assent. Dame Mar-
jory, who had no mind to have a quarrel at her table,
with her usual tactics dashed herself into the conver-
sation.

“Yes, Master Dunn, our friend Badby was then little
enough to be perched on his father’s shoulder, and so
had a good view of all that passed as it impressed the
memory of a child who knew nothing about poll-tax
or Statute of Labourers, but who could describe well
enough what passed just before his eyes—John, eat
your supper, it is getting cold; I will tell your story—
There were thousands and thousands of peasants and
artisans, like a swarm of buzzing, angry bees, assembled
at Smithfield,* and Tyler himself at their head, when

* See account in Green’s “ History of the English People.”



THE PEASANTS’ INSURRECTION. 53

the young King Richard, mounted on horseback, with
London’s Mayor at his side, came suddenly upon them.
I wot ’twas a sight to have feared many older than the
gallant boy, when he saw scythes and poles, hammers
and knives, raised up and brandished on high, and heard
the roar of the multitude like that of waves dashing
up on the Dover beach on a stormy day. But the son
of the bold Black Prince carried himself as his father,
at little more than his age, had done at Crecy.
Richard’s proud charger, arching his neck and paw-
ing the ground, seemed to know that he carried a
Plantagenet, and that the King of England. John
could never tell exactly what caused the scuffle which
followed, for he was not close to the spot, but he
heard the loud, fierce cries around him. ‘Wat’s down!
our captain is slain! Kill, kill, kill!’ and there was
a forward rush—the rush of thousands eager for
slaughter, mad for revenge !”

Though the tale was by no means a new one, it was
never tedious on the lips of Marjory, who herself vividly
realized the whole scene.

“Then Richard Plantagenet shook his rein and urged
his steed—not to flight; oh no! He rode forward
with his plumed cap in his right hand, and the breeze
blowing back his light curly hair. He did not flee
from danger; he met it as became one of his race.
The king rode up so close to the place where our
friend here was perched on his father’s shoulder, that



54° THE PEASANTS’ INSURRECTION.

John could hear his clear young voice as well as he
now does mine. ‘They have slain our captain! kill,
kill!’ yelled the furious mob. ‘What need ye, my
masters?’ cried the royal boy; and even the fiercest
stopped to listen as he went on. ‘J am your captain
and your king; follow me!’ Then caps by the
hundred—the thousand—were flung into the air, and
‘Bless him, bless our king!’ was shouted from hoarse
throats that but two minutes before were yelling for
blood.”

“We've heard all this fifty times before!” cried
Dunn, with undisguised impatience. “The sun rose
fair, but all its brightness faded with the morning.”

“ Ay,” observed Peterkin Paton, “no one knew then
all the folly, the extravagance, which was to blacken
the day.”

“Tt is not for us to judge our king,” said Dame
Marjory severely. “If he grew giddy, poor youth,
looking down from his height, who can say, ‘In his
place my head would not have been turned’? There
was no more loyal subject to King Richard than your-
self, Peterkin, when you gave his name to your first-
born son, and tapped a cask of brown ale, that any
who chose to come here might drink to his health.
It pities me to remember the change when I last saw
the poor king, drooping and broken-hearted, riding a
wretched jade, and brought into London like a captive
in the old Roman days, made to grace a conqueror’s



THE PEASANTS’ INSURRECTION. 55

triumph, and then die, with no one to say, ‘God bless
hi

“He brought it on himself,” muttered Guy, his dark
face growing livid as he uttered the words. That face
was not shaded as usual by his feather, for courtesy
had compelled Dunn to doff his cap at supper-time, and
the unsightly scar on his head was no longer hidden
from view.

“When did you last see King Richard?” asked
Marian of Guy. The girl was weary of sitting silent,
and desired a share in the conversation. Marian wished,
however, that she had not asked the question, Dunn
looked go startled and annoyed: he only replied by
grinding his teeth. As Marian had evidently begun
conversation on a wrong tack, she tried another which
she thought would be certain to gratify her admirer,
and probably give him an opportunity of recounting
some exploit of his own.

“Where gat you your token of prowess, Master Guy

* T cannot forbear quoting the touching description given by Shake-
speare—

“No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home:
But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ;
Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off,—
His face still combating with tears and smiles,
The badges of his grief and patience,—
That had not God, for some strong purpose, steeled
The hearts of men,-they must perforce have melted,
And barbarism itself have pitied him.
But Heaven hath a hand in these events.”

History has drawn a’ veil of mystery over the death of the dethroned
monarch. I have taken my view of Richard’s fate from the drama of
Shakespeare,



56 THE PEASANTS’ INSURRECTION.

Dunn?” asked the maiden, glancing up at his scar;
“scarce as far back as the French wars. Was that
blow given by Irish kerne, or one of the wild Welsh-
men who follow Glendower? Or maybe a marauding
Scot put his sign-manual upon you. I warrant me
your good steel paid the blow back with interest.”

Even though the remark was playfully made, and by
a fair young maiden, it called up no smile on the com-
pressed lips of the stern man-at-arms, rather the wolf-
like gleam in his eyes that has been mentioned before.
Dunn pushed back his plate, emptied his horn of ale at
a draught, and rose from his seat.

“T forgot—l’ve an appointment with my Lord of
Northumberland,” he said in a strangely altered tone;
“he will take it ill if I overpass the time fixed. Good-
night, Maid Marian; good-night, all.” As Dunn glanced
round the table he met the stern, questioning eyes of
the smith, which seemed to be reading him through and
through. Dunn would not quit the room without
sending a parting shot at his rival, a shot which went
deep as well as direct. “Look to yourself, Lollard!
a warrant is out against William Sawtre, the heretic
priest.”



CHAPTER VI.
THE HOUSE IN BIRD'S ALLEY.

WE will now enter another and humbler dwelling, just
behind and connected with the smithy which stands in
Boniface Lane. This is the small house which has
belonged to the Badby family for several generations,
descending from father to son in a long unbroken line.
The tenement was at first very small, merely consisting
of two rooms, afterwards thrown into one. The smithy
was a comparatively modern addition, made by John’s
father, who also, on his marriage with Alice, the
daughter of a well-to-do farmer, had built an upper
story to the tiny house in Bird’s Alley. The skill of
the architect had not sufficed to manage an indoor
staircase to connect the old part of the dwelling with
the two rooms added above, so a wooden stair was
placed on the outside, somewhat resembling a broad
commodious ladder. There were three entrances to the
little house—one through the smithy in Boniface Lane,
which, as the reader knows, was almost opposite to the
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58 THE HOUSE IN BIRD’S ALLEY.

worm-eaten door, which opened into Bird’s Alley, and
gave admittance into the parlour behind the smithy;
and the third, the outer staircase which led to the rooms
on the upper story, used as sleeping apartments. The
house is an old-fashioned one, even in the days of
Henry the Fourth. It is very dear to its mistress,
who has not slept away from it one night either dur-
ing her happy wedded life or the widowhood which
had followed about twenty years before our story
opens.

The staircase in Bird’s Alley being on the outside,
and visible from the White Hart, Willis and his wife
can see John Badby carrying his mother down to the
parlour every morning, and every evening carrying her
back to her upper room. So regularly is this done that
the merry little host of the tavern avers that the smith
is as good as a sun-dial, as one can always calculate on
his keeping correct time. It is a great enjoyment to
Dame Alice to pass most of the day in the parlour,
whence through the doorway connecting it with the
smithy she can watch her son at the forge. The sight
of the strong man wielding his hammer warms the
mother’s heart, as the kindly heat of the smithy warms
her poor afflicted frame. It amuses the invalid also to
see and hear all that goes on, when folk passing along
Boniface Lane turn into the smithy either for business
or to have a gossip with the smith. Narrow Bird’s
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Marjory, Marian, or Lilian go along it to visit the widow,
without passing through the smithy.

A very rare visitor is Dame Willis of the White
Hart; and when she comes she invariably makes her
entrance through the smithy, declaring that Bird’s Alley
is too narrow and confined for one of her portly dimen-
sions. Dame Marjory’s visits are more frequent, and
she takes many a little dainty with her for the helpless
cripple—fruit, vegetables, or a confection of her own
making. Marian Paton in former times had turned
down little Bird’s Alley well-nigh every day in the
week, partly to see Dame Alice, but more to have a
glance from the parlour at John at his forge, and to
give him the smile which cheered him on at his work.
But of late the maiden’s visits have been few and far
between; for which her conscience pricks her a little.
Lilian, whose affectionate heart clings to her suffering
friend, gives to Dame Alice all the time that she can
possibly spare from labour at home. And even the
bells on Dickon’s fool’s cap are occasionally heard in
narrow Bird’s Alley, as he goes in merrily to make the
invalid laugh with his jokes, coming back from her
room perhaps a graver and wiser man.

The most welcome visitor of all in Bird’s Alley has
been the poor devout parson, William Sawtre, and joy-
fully has his gentle tap at the low-browed door been
heard by the widow, and her face has brightened as,
stooping his form, he has entered the parlour. William

~



60 THE HOUSE IN BIRD’S ALLEY.

Sawtre, a man of fiery zeal when denouncing the errors
of Rome, has been gentle as a shepherd tending a sick
lamb, when ministering to the afflicted members of his
flock. Sawtre might have been described in the words
of his contemporary Chaucer,—

“ Christ’s love, and His apostles twelve, he taught,
And first he followed it himself.”

To most people Dame Alice’s fate appears a very
hard one, its only change being from lesser to greater
torture, from nights disturbed by pain to nights with
no sleep at all. Willis’s wife declares that death would
have been a deal better than such a life; she herself
could never endure to be such a burden to herself and
to others. But worldly outsiders see the trial without
its rich consolations. Dame Alice, on her bed of pain,
unable even to turn without assistance, is far less to be
pitied than King Henry upon his throne. The Grauth
(the religious book of the Sikhs) has a curious proverb,
“The world has the buttermilk, the saints the butter ;”
and the quaint saying conveys a beautiful truth. What
is sweetest, richest, and highest is the portion of the
soul which finds its rest in God. Those who look at
the sugar-cane growing behold its hard, tasteless, flinty
rind ; the store of sweetness is within, and a crushing,
grinding process but draws that sweetness forth. Alice,
during long, waking hours, draws more honey from a
single text of the Bible, meditated on in the darkness,



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than votaries of pleasure can from the sumptuous ban-
quet. She feasts on thinking over scenes recorded in
Scripture, until such vivid realization of them follows
that her little room no longer seems dark ; she is stand-
ing by Gennesareth or Jordan, and all sense of loneliness
is gone. Especially Alice likes to think of herself as
the woman bound down by infirmity, who could in no
wise lift herself up, yet she managed to creep to the
synagogue, perhaps because she knew that the Master
was there.

“That poor woman could hear His voice,” thinks the
sufferer, “and so can I—in my heart. In sooth, she
could only behold His blessed feet—no more can I; but
the time was coming to her, and so it is to me, when
the blessed Lord would. bid her arise and stand erect;
and I too shall rise up and look on His face, and shine
in the light of His smile for ever and ever.”

_ Let us enter the parlour in which Dame Alice spends
the greater part of her day, and look at her humble
surroundings, for her little treasures are around her.

- . Opposite to her, on the wall, are memorials of child-

hood’s days—the sampler with the Lord’s Prayer in
scarlet letters, laboriously worked, holding a central
place. To Alice in her meditative moods that sampler
is an emblem of life.

“How that sampler seemed as if it would never be
finished!” says Alice to herself; “how much trouble
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- 62 THE HOUSE IN BIRD’S ALLEY.

letters! how often I had to unpick, and my foolish
tears fall on the canvas! But the work was completed
at last, and with all its faults my father praised it; and
he said, ‘Well done, my little child!’ and put into my
hand a silver groat, the first money which I ever pos-
sessed. I shall never forget my delight at the prize,
and still more at the praise! Ah yes! that sampler
minds me of life: its tasks often seem weary, but the
end comes at last; and then, even to God’s poor, silly
little ones, come the, praise and the prize!”

Above the sampler is fastened up the bow which
John’s father had often drawn, and three arrows in a
metal quiver deftly fashioned by Badby the smith. The |
feathers are hidden by the quiver, the sharp heads are
pointing upwards. These also give frequent food for
thought. The memorials of one dearly loved are fondly
prized by the widow.

“That bow is at rest,’ muses Alice; “I shall never
again hear the twang of the string, nor see those arrows
whiz through the air! But my Will aimed right at the
mark, and the good words which he spake to me and’
his little son were as pointed shafts which never missed
their aim. Master Sawtre wrote a little verse about
it,—

‘When shall instruction’s feathered dart
Most surely reach the hearer’s heart?
‘When love’s still tightening cord supplies
The impetus with which it flies.

Pointed by truth and winged by prayer,
It finds the heart, and fixes there.’”



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On a little table close to Dame Alice are other things
telling of thoughtful kindness: a plate of cates, made
by Dame Marjory after a recipe learned at the house of
Wicklif; a glass brought by Lilian containing water
and a little piece of carrot, a thing in itself not lovely,—
and yet from that carrot, on that cold wintry day, is
springing an elegant plant of the most delicate green.
To Alice it is beautiful as a rose, for it tells of hopes
springing up afresh in lifes winter even from what
seems common and only fit to be thrown away. There
is also a precious manuscript on that table containing
the fourteenth chapter of St. John. The invalid cannot,
indeed, lift it up to read it; but that matters little, as
she knows it by heart. The soft cushion behind Alice,
on which the sufferer rests her weary head, was deftly
worked by Marian some two years ago, with a pattern
of lilies and pinks. The lilies are a little soiled by the
smoke, the pinks somewhat faded by the sun. That
cushion often reminds the widow to pray for Paton’s
poor silly child. “God grant that our sweet Marian
may not be stuffing her own pillow with thorns! May
the Lord give her wisdom and make her His own by
whatever means He sees best!”

There are many other little family treasures about
the parlour which give it an aspect of comfort. Dame
Alice knows that on the wall behind her is a picture
given her by Dickon some years ago, and bought with
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64 THE HOUSE IN BIRD’S ALLEY.

return for many an act of kindness. The picture is a
coarse chalk drawing, in bad perspective, representing
King Richard the Second on horseback, and his good
queen Anne beside him, mounted on the side-saddle,
which the Bohemian princess is said to have introduced
into England. The boy Dickon never forgot that he
had been named after the king, and a loyal little fellow
had he been. Though the drawing is rude it has been
executed with spirit, and the likeness of Richard on his
prancing steed gives no false idea of the manly beauty
of the unfortunate monarch. Dame Alice can only see
this picture when she is carried out of the room in the
evening, for it is behind the place where she sits in her
easy-chair, but she likes to know that it is on the
wall.

“Yes, I like to think that our king and queen are
now both of them in a high place, though I cannot see
them. Queen Anne was a saint of God, and had she
lived mayhap her husband might have been reigning
still, instead of lying in the cold grave. I cannot pray
for his soul, for that would be superstition; but he is
in God’s hands, and they are more merciful than man’s. _
King Richard never persecuted God’s people; he never
cringed to the Pope. In our king’s time that statute
was passed* which hindered, as far as might be, the

* The famed Statute of Premunire was passed in the reign of Richard. It
enacted that whosoever should procure from Rome or elsewhere excom-
munications, bulls, or other things against the king and his realm, should
be put out of the king’s protection, and all his goods and lands be forfeited.



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Bishop of Rome from meddling with English affairs.
If our poor king, like Manasseh in old times, committed
follies and sins, God gave him time, in his miserable
prison, to repent, to weep, and to pray. I hope—from
my soul I hope—that King Richard’s soul is with God!
I dare not wish him back ; though had he been on the
throne that cruel statute against heretics would never,
I trow, have been thought of.”

Such are Dame Alice’s frequent musings, which have
_ brought peace and rest to her gentle spirit.

Her love for her son is also a source of intense
pleasure to the afflicted woman. How good had God
been to give her such a treasure in John! It is not
only his filial affection in which she rejoices, nor even
his high moral character, on which no one could fix
a stain. It seems as natural to Badby to scorn deceit
and lies.as it is for the eagle to soar above the fens
and sloughs of earth. Folk said that John could no
more tell a falsehood than he could play a juggler’s
tricks with those strong muscular hands which wielded
the hammer so well. Badby is emphatically a man
and an Englishman; but he is something more, or his
mother’s heart would not rest on him with such
thankful delight. John from his early days has re-
ceived gospel truth with the simplicity of a child.
There is nothing between him and the Saviour of
whom hé had heard when yet sitting on the knee

of his mother. The artisan’s mind is troubled by no
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66 THE HOUSE IN BIRD'S ALLEY.

doubts; and as for the superstitions prevailing around
him, they are as cobwebs to be brushed away when
revealed by the clear daylight. The smith’s faith is
of that kind which a well-known preacher* has de-
scribed in a few vigorous words: “We want workshop
faith as well as prayer-meeting faith. We need faith
as to the common things of life and the trying things
of death. We could do with less paint if we had more
power; we need less varnish and more verity—a
sound commonplace faith which will be found wearable
and washable and workable through life.” Such is the
faith of John Badby.

Yet the strong man has his weakness, the brave man
his secret fears. His mother knows well the cause of
his trouble, and keenly sympathizes with him, though
too delicate-minded to touch the wound, as good Dame
Marjory, had she been in the place of Alice, would often
have done. To the mother’s heart Marian’s unkindness
to John is not a source of unmixed regret. Dame Alice
has never felt sure that the girl is really a Christian,
and if Marian does not value her John, she is surely
unworthy of him. “It is better that his heart should
be gradually weaned from a thoughtless flirt. The
Lord has something better in store for the best of sons.
John will have a sweeter, wiser, holier bride.” So
reflects Dame Alice.

Only once has the widow even alluded to John’s

* Mr. Spurgeon.



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trouble; it was by repeating to him a significant jest
uttered by Dickon.

“My dad has been new painting and gilding his big
boot, and it can be seen all along the lane. But the
poorest beggar would not care to have it for daily
wear; were it garnished with all my bells, ’tis but a
painted bit of wood after all.”

John made no observation in reply; he understood
the jester’s meaning but too well. But the smith’s love
is, like his own nature, too firm and strong to be lightly
turned from its object.

“Tf Marian has left off caring for me,” he silently
thinks, “I will go down to my grave unwed; I will:
never woo maiden again.”



CHAPTER VII.
SNOW AND FIRE.

On Dame Alice’s life of pain, patience, and peace, as
described in the last chapter, the news of William
Sawtre’s arrest burst like a fearful explosion. Her
own personal sufferings were forgotten in the distress
which she felt for her pastor and friend. Alice prayed
for his deliverance with a fervour which it seemed must
draw down an answer from heaven. Alice thought and
spoke of the pleading church of early Christians, whose
prayers brought an angel to deliver Peter from prison,
till she felt sure, quite sure, in her hopeful heart that
the Lord would save His servant as He did the brave
three from the fiery furnace.

Ah, how little can even the wisest and best under-
stand the mysterious dispensations of God! His way
is in the sea, His path in the deep waters. If prayers
and tears could have availed to defeat the plan of divine
wisdom, would not the pleading and weeping of Mary

and the apostles have averted Christ’s death on the ©

cross, and so have stopped the offering up of the one



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great sacrifice for the sins of the world? It is only in
another state of being that we shall fully understand
why God permits for awhile the wicked to oppress the
just. It is not here that our feeble intellects can grasp
the truth that all things, even the most painful and
terrible, work good, by God’s wisdom, to them that

love Him.
“* Good when He gives, supremely good,

Nor less when He denies,
E’en trials from his sovereign hand
Are blessings in disguise.”

John did his utmost to keep evil news from disturb-
ing the mind of his mother. He offended Dame Willis
by shutting the door between the smithy and parlour ;
he stopped Marjory from calling to give an account of
the trial, at which she had managed to be present.
John bribed a crier shouting, “ Sawwtre’s sentence!” not
to come down Boniface Lane; but he shrank from him-
self breaking the news of what that sentence had been.
“ Mother will know only too soon,” thought the smith ;
“and while there is life there is hope. We are not in
Spain or in Rome.”

On one snowy morning the meek patience and endur-
ance of Dame Alice were heavily tried. The weather
had increased her pain to anguish; she had not slept
the whole night, and wearied and longed for the
morning. A char-woman called Betsy had been hired
by the smith to attend regularly to his mother’s com-
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cause, had never appeared. The sun rose, but brought
little light into the narrow alley. Alice had lain all
night on her left side, and now no one came even
to give her the slight relief of being turned round on
her bed. Even John had not brought, as he usually
did, a warm bowl of porridge for his mother, or given a
word of kindly cheer. There was no sound below of
any one lighting the fire in the smithy, nor even the
usual noises which were wont to rise from Boniface
Lane. Not the shout of a boy, or a street vender’s
cry, nor voices from the White Hart, broke the weird,
unnatural stillness. In cold, hunger, and pain the
weary woman kept watch hour after hour. Alice could
see nothing outside the house, on account of her pros-
trate condition, except the big falling flakes of snow;
for the window of the room commanded not even a
view of chimneys, unless to one going up close to the
dim leaden-framed panes. The widow lay still, praying
for deliverance for William Sawtre, and the grace of
patience for herself. Occasionally she called out for
Betsy, but no reply came. Never since her illness
began had Dame Alice been so sorely tempted to give
way to misery and gloomy forebodings.

Gloomy forebodings indeed, for in Sawtre’s peril,
which so troubled her soul, Alice saw the shadow of
what might to her bring more terrible anguish still.
The wolf of persecution once let loose, who could tell
who might be its next victim? There was another



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follower of Wicklif, brave and true as Sawtre himself ;
and that man was her son—her joy, her stay, her sole
earthly delight, in a world in which Alice had found
much to suffer and little indeed to enjoy. The idea of
any danger threatening John sent a chill through the
widow’s frame far more painful than any caused by out-
ward cold. Alice reproached herself for her fears, but.
they clung to her still. The widow asked her own heart,
“Ts it want of faith that makes me thus tremble?” But
even her sensitive conscience did not convict her of this.

“Our Lord, our blessed Master Himself, was sorrow-
ful even wnto death from the thought of a terrible trial
before Him. Christ did not murmur nor resist God’s
will, but His soul was bowed down within Him. But
then Christ knew to a certainty what He must suffer.
His people may be saved from what they most dread.
When the Saviour said, My hour is not yet come, He
knew that it would assuredly come at last; He had not
the hope of escape that we have. What a constant
trial that knowledge of the future, that certainty of
coming anguish, must have been! I have often thought,”
thus mused the lonely invalid, “that perhaps when the
Lord was a youth, when His hour was yet many years
distant, and He thought on saving a world by His
death, there was more of joy than of fear in the
prospect. The winning of His great aim, the finish-
ing of His grand work, would look to Christ as one of
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us at night. But when the Lord began His ministry,
~ and met bitter opposition and scorn and shame, then
His coming trials would be rather like a very black
object in the sky, swelling and widening every day as
the awful hour drew near and nearer. Christ would
know it to be the weight of God’s anger for a whole
world’s guilt, coming gradually, hour by hour, closer
and closer, larger and larger, till, at Gethsemane, it
covered the whole sky above Him as with a horrible
pall. It was coming—a weight beyond that of a
thousand rocks—ten thousand mountains; a weight
that, falling on Him, would crush out bloody sweat,
yea, life itself, from his mortal body; a weight which,
falling on a world, would have hurled it down to the
nethermost hell! Oh, what love—what love to endure
all this, and for us! We can never have to bear for
the Saviour one-tenth part of what the Saviour suffered
for us!”

Then Alice turned her weary eyes towards the
window ; she sought to draw a lesson of comfort from
the falling snow. What ermine could form a fairer
mantle than that with which the Great Father was
covering the dark-stained earth! Again and again the
sufferer repeated and took to herself the sublime prayer
of King David: “Wash me, and I shall be whiter than
snow.” Alice saw by faith the spotless robes worn by
the blest above, and by prayer and holy musings was
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Welcome, most welcome, at last was the sound of
John’s step on the outer stair, though Alice could not
turn to see him enter, for the door was to her right.
The widow heard that door unclose, not quietly, as
might have been expected, and John came up to his
mother’s bed, silent, and with a slow, heavy tread. He
bent over his parent, kissed her brow, and gently moved
her round. Badby was annoyed at Betsy's evident
neglect ; for his mother, in that: cheerless, fireless room,
without food or help, had, he saw, been left to loneliness
and pain. But at that moment the sniith had no voice
for words either of anger or greeting. Alice was
alarmed at John’s deadly paleness and the deep gloom
on his face. A foreboding fear seized her; she
dreaded to ask the question which was trembling on
her tongue. John sat down; his head drooped lower
and lower, till his broad brow was hidden on his crossed
arms. Not a word had been spoken either by mother
or son, Some emotion too strong for words was agi-
tating the strong man’s frame; he was struggling to
command that emotion, so as to speak in a calm voice ;
but it was in strangely altered tones that Badby said at
last, as he raised his bowed head, “ All is over! he suffers
no more.”

The words were scarcely needed; John’s appearance
and manner had told the worst. Tears gushed from the
eyes of Alice as in a choking voice she sobbed forth:
“The prophet went up to heaven in a chariot of fire!”



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then she added more calmly, “and returned to earth to
appear with the Lord in glory; and so will he!”

John made no reply, he could not; but he dried his
mother’s eyes and her tear-stained face, and kissed her
again and again. The smith had resolved that on this
dark day he would light no furnace, strike no anvil;
chill silence and solitude should be his tribute of respect
to the martyr whose form he had seen consumed at the
stake. But the sight of Dame Alice’s pitiable state
changed the intention of her son: he must exert himself
for her, he must live for her; much work was on his
hands, and work must be done, or she would suffer.
Mastering his reluctance to turn to any common em-
ployment, John went to the head of the open staircase,
after shutting the door behind him, and shouted to his
apprentice-boy, who was gossiping with some one at the
point where the alley joined Boniface Lane, to light the
furnace at once. John then went himself to get things
ready, and met the char-woman Betsy, who had deserted
her post, and who was coming in an excited manner up
the alley. John knew that Betsy, like himself, had just
come from the fearful scene at Smithfield.

“Not a word to my mother of what you have seen,”
he said sternly, “or you never cross her threshold
~ again.”

Not long afterwards Badby reascended the stair with
_ a bowl of something warm for his mother. He himself
had been unable to touch any food. John fed the



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shivering, starving invalid slowly, as he might have fed
a helpless babe.© More than once the smith paused to
wipe away the tears which coursed down the meek pale
face.

“Mother, Betsy must light a fire here; or would it
please you better to go down to the parlour?” he said.
“T fear me that you could not bear the movement
to-day.”

To Dame Alice anything was better than to be longer
apart from her son; so wrapping her up in a scarlet
blanket, John bore her gently down into the room into
which the furnace fire in the smithy had already brought
genial warmth.

“Bless my soul! how heartless some folk are!” cried
mine hostess in the tavern. She had just come from
Smithfield herself, and had cheered herself after its
horrors by a double potation of ale. “Those Badbys
seemed to tender the heretic parson as dearly as if he’d
been one of their kin, but they take his burning mighty
easy! There’s John carrying down his mother to her
snug parlour, just as if nothing had happened; there’s
the fire going, and the bellows blowing. Dear heart!
how it minds one of the roaring. faggots! No doubt it’s
right that heretics should burn; but I can’t forget that
sight so easily—not I!”

_As Dame Alice sat in her parlour, she could hardly |
think of anything but the martyrdom of her pastor ;
yet she tried hard to keep her mind from dwelling on



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his terrible pain and the cruelty of his foes. The
widow exerted her remarkable faculty of memory to
recall portions of his sermons heard when she could yet
attend his preachings, and words of counsel and comfort
afterwards spoken by her sick-bed, when he knew that
the sufferer could never again kneel in the house of
prayer. Alice gathered up, as it were, what she could
of the gold-dust from the sand of the past. Words long
forgotten now came back to her mind; Lilian would
write them out from her dictation; they would be
precious memorials of the departed, and through them
William Sawtre, though dead, would speak to his people
still. Wonderful comfort came to Dame Alice from this
thought.

“The monks show bits of bone and fragments of
rags, and call them relics of saints,” said the widow to
herself. “I trow that the best relics of saints are their
holy words, that, like themselves, will never wholly die.”

But if such soothing consolation came to Dame Alice’s
spirit, it did not so come to John’s. He worked indeed
with might and main, and an energy which was almost
fierce, but he thought little but on one subject, and that
one of keen pain. A good many people came to the
smithy that day, some for business, more for gossip; for
it was widely known that John was a Lollard, and that
he had witnessed Sawtre’s death. But Badby resolutely
closed his lips, and not one word on the subject could
any one draw from the smith. His soul was boiling



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over with such fierce wrath that John could not trust
himself to speak. His only answer to unwelcome ques-
tions were fiercer blows on the iron that glowed red on
the anvil before him.

“T say—how John Badby swings about that ham-
mer!” was the observation of mine host of the White
Hart to his portly spouse. “He deals mighty lusty
blows, as if a foe’s head were on the anvil, and he would
smash his skull like a nut!”

When evening came, Badby, as usual, after wrapping
up his mother carefully, carried her up the wooden stair,
slippery as it was with snow. As usual, he laid her
gently on her bed, to await the coming of Betsy. Not
a word had been spoken between mother and son, for
the effort and the pain caused by being moved, however
gently, had tried the sufferer so much that for some
. minutes Alice would not utter a sound, lest that sound
should be a groan. John Badby then said, “ Good-night,
. mother,” and turned to depart.

“What, my son! without our reading; without one
prayer!” exclaimed Dame Alice.

Then the fire which had been smouldering all day in
the smith’s heart burst out into fierce flame.

“T cannot pray—it would be a mockery; I cannot
ask God to forgive me, for I can never forgive! I hate
my enemy—I hate Guy Dunn! I should like to strike
him dead !”

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78 . SNOW AND FIRE.

~ she had never seen such fierceness of passion in her son
since the day. when, as a mere boy, he had heard of the
execution of his father.

“How can I but hate him?” pursued John, clenching
his strong muscular fist. “He has robbed me of my
earthly happiness, he has insulted me to my face, and—
and he was present to-day—present at that atrocious
murder on which the sun would not look: He looked
—he could smile—it maddened me! Had I been
nearer to him, Guy Dunn should never have smiled
again |”

“Oh, my boy!” began Dame Alice in a pleading
tone; but John was in no mood to listen.

-“There is no use in speaking to me, mother. There.
is something within me hotter than a furnace I feel
as if I were possessed by a devil.”

“But there is One who can cast out devils, One who
has cast them out!” exclaimed Alice. “Christ saw one
of His redeemed even in the poor demoniac who came
running and fell at His feet, but had no power to pray
for mercy. O John, John, down on your knees! you
shall kneel and I shall pray—pray that God, with whom
all things are possible, may give us grace even to for-
give. This is the dark hour of temptation, this is the
wrestling with the power of evil of which our dear
martyr so often spoke; down on your knees, Oh, my

1?

son, you will be given the victory yet!



CHAPTER VIII
A SUDDEN CHANGE.

THE winter of that year had been bitter; but the spring-
time came early, and before February was quite over
Nature wakened to joy. The peasants who came with
butter and green cheese from Kent brought also bunches
of violets and primroses culled from the lanes, and Dame
Marjory bought a huge basketful of fragrant cowslips
to make into wine. The larch “ hung her tassels forth,”
and birds feeling the breath of the sweet south wind
burst into early song. The sun smiled even on smoky
London, and its citizens talked of sports, jousts, and
merry-makings, as if no terrible crime had been so
lately on that snowy, wintry day. Specially were the
revels and mummeries which were to celebrate the
birthday of young Prince Harry the theme of almost
universal gossip. Little did the Badbys care to hear of
what was almost an all-absorbing topic, their memories
of the past were too vivid and sad. Dame Alice now
saw Lilian daily; the girl came early and stayed late,
and her presence was a solace to the widow. Lilian



80 _A SUDDEN CHANGE.

felt as little weary of writing down the martyred Saw-
tres words as Alice did of dictating them to her
companion. The girl wondered at her afflicted friend’s
remarkably retentive memory, and accepted with lowly
joy the holy task of gathering what the widow called
“gold-dust” from the ashes of the sainted dead.

“T can’t grudge Lilian to Dame Alice in her trouble,”
observed Marjory to her nephew Dickon, who had come,
as he not unfrequently did, to pay a visit to his home.
“JT wot that Lilian’s is a blessed task; but her absence
throws almost all the work of the house upon me—the
dusting, the cooking, the mending, the marketing. Lilian
“4s a good, useful girl, and will grow up in time to be a
capital housekeeper; but Marian, with the follies and.
fripperies, will never so much as wipe out a dish!” As
Marjory spoke, she lifted up a caldron of something
very savoury from the fire; for she and Dickon were in
the kitchen, which was not on the ground floor, but
directly behind the parlour.

“Why don’t you make Marian work?” asked the
jester.

“Work!” repeated Dame Marjory with her indignant
snort; “why, she’d have to tuck up her enormously
long sleeves, and put off her ridiculous fool’s cap, as I
call it, though it has-.ribbons instead of bells. Her
father spoils the girl; the fine folk talk nonsense to her.
Marian will never work ; she thinks all are born to work
for her.”



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“Tl make Marian work,” quoth the young jester,
merrily shaking his jingling bells. “Promise me six of
the dainty little pork-pies which I see that you are
going to make, and I'll set my twin to good steady work
ere the day is an hour older.”

“You may get her to sew some fine kirtle for herself
if you give her grand silk and fanciful trimming,” quoth
the dame, as she stirred vigorously with a wooden spoon
the savoury brown mess which she had poured into a
large bowl. “I would give you a dozen pies instead of
six if you would make Marian turn her hand to any-
thing that would either bring money or save it.”

“A bargain!” cried Dickon eagerly. “I'll get Marian
to work like a tailor, and earn money, yes, as much in
one day as our six prentices together could get in a year
if they cobbled from morning till night.”

“This is one of your jests, silly boy!” said Marjory.
“You will never get Marian to prick one of her dainty
fingers with a needle.”

“She shall use up needles, scores and scores 0 them,”

cried Dickon, laughing. “I’ve got a parcel of work for
her here, and I'll see that she does it, and does it well.
[ll be as sharp after the Pink as if she were a starveling
prentice. If I don’t make my word good, I'll fling cap
and bells into that kitchen fire, and never crack another
joke nor eat another pie in my life.”

Dame Marjory was little given to laughing, especially

after all that had happened, but she could not resist
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giving a chuckle.. “Then there’s some chance of your
feather-brain getting some wisdom at last,’ quoth she.

“ But there are conditions to my bargain,” said Dickon,
as he cleared with his finger what was left of the
tempting concoction in Marjory’s wooden spoon. The

"jester was rewarded for this by a sharp rap over his
knuckles inflicted by his aunt. ;

“But there are conditions to my promise,” repeated
Prince Harry’s jester. “You must let me manage Marian
entirely in my own way. You must let her sit behind
the old tapestry screen in the parlour, and never peep to
see how she gets on with her work, nor ask a single
question about what she is making. If you break my
conditions, I’ll just throw up the whole affair: I can get
pies enough and to spare at the palace.”

“T accept the conditions,” said the dame; “I’m too
busy to go peeping behind screens. But will you
warrant me that the work is honest work ?”

“Of course it is,” was the jester’s reply. Dickon
looked a little hurt at the question being asked, but in
a-moment the shadow of displeasure passed away from
his comely young face. “I hear Maid Marian trilling

. her Robin Hood lay in the parlour; I'll go and stop her
song, and set her lazy fingers to work!” After turn-
ing heels over head as a graceful way of quitting the
kitchen, the light-heeled and light-hearted youth opened
the door between it and the parlour, and in another
minute was seated beside his twin sister. Dame Mar-



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jory heard nothing of the conversation which passed
between them, as Dickon took care to close the door
behind him. Before relating that conversation, I will
make a little digression in order to inform the reader
~ how Dickon came to hold his strange position of jester
to the prince.

About two months before this story commences, at
nearly the close of the preceding year, Peterkin Paton,
his family, and his six apprentices, had been put into a
state of excited expectation by a tall fellow in gorgeous
- royal livery approaching the sign of the tasselled boot.

Such an apparition had never before been seen in Boni-
face Lane, and mine host of the White Hart and his
. buxom dame watched with curious eyes to see whether
the royal serving-man would stop at Paton’s door. The
messenger entered the shop, and pompously, as if he
carried the dignity of an ambassador from royalty on
his gilded jerkin, gave command that an assortment of
boots, suited to the size of the foot of the heir to the
throne, should be taken to Ely House. This was the
mansion of the Lancastrian dukes, in which John of
Gaunt had lived and died after his palace of the Savoy
had been burned by Wat Tyler’s mob. Ely House, as a
more cheerful residence than the Tower of London, was
at this time used as a royal palace.
Great was the exultation of Paton on finding that the
fame of his tasselled boots had reached royalty itself,
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84 ‘A SUDDEN CHANGE.

It was doubtful whether his store contained a single pair
small enough to fit the young prince’s foot; but, of
course, one could be made to order. But who was to
go to Ely House to take the measure? There was
much discussion in the parlour upstairs, much conjec-
ture in the workshop below, as to who should be
the privileged individual who should carry the boots to
the palace and try them on the young prince. Paton
himself never stooped his back or bent his knee to a
customer; but then he never before had had one who
was royal.

“Send Dickon with the boots,” cried Marian. “I only
wish that I could go myself. Dickon will make his
way with the prince, and tell us all about the court
when he comes back.”

Accordingly Dickon, the blue-eyed, beautiful youth,
set forth in high glee for Ely House, one of the appren-
tices following him as far as the palace to carry the bag
of boots. Dickon went gaily enough, but returned with
a curious expression on his face, partly pleasure, partly
pride, partly perplexity also.

Of course the youth was eagerly questioned, especially
by Marian: “What said the prince? how did he look ?
was he gracious and condescending ?”

“So gracious,” returned Dickon, smiling and blushing,
“that in return for my putting tasselled boots on his
feet, the prince wants to adorn my head with—a pair of
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“Talk sense, if you can,” said Dame Marjory. . The
words sound sharp, but they were spoken with a
grim smile. The good dame was rather fond of her
nephew.

“Tell us all that passed,” cried Paton from his warm
seat in the chimney-corner. He had just cast a thick log
on the fire, and now leaned back to listen.

“T need not describe trying on of boots—we all know
something about that,” said Dickon; “and there’s no
mighty difference between a prince’s foot and another's.
But as I knelt before the king’s son, and looked up in
his face to see if he liked the fit, Prince Hal smilingly
said, ‘Methinks you were hardly made for the cobbling
craft. Do you like your occupation, fair lad?’ ‘If I
don’t, what boots it?’ quoth I.”

“O Dickon! did you dare to jest before the prince ?”
cried Marian.

“Why not? he’s a boy, and likes fun. Prince. Hal
smiled, and that made me go on, for I was in a right
merry mood. Says I, ‘I look on a boot, your grace, as
an honourable emblem of kingly power, ”

“Well, if you are not the most brazen-faced urchin !”
began Dame Marjory; but Marian, in a fever of curi-
osity, cried out, “Go on! go on!” ee

“*How make you out that?’ asked Prince Hal.
‘May it please your grace, the boot is the sole ruler,
and tramples down everything in its way. Moreover, it
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86 A SUDDEN CHANGE.

(‘Not bad, muttered the prince ; but I could not help
adding), ‘and sometimes squeezes them too.’”

“QO Dickon!” exclaimed all present, in varied tones
of surprise, reproof, and amusement. Marian added,
“ How did the prince take that ?”

“He threw himself back on his velvet chair and
laughed, and all the courtiers laughed too, for they follow
the prince’s lead. JI warrant me if he sneezed there
would be sneezing all round the room. When Prince
Hal had had his laugh, he said, ‘Do the squeezed toes
ever take to rebelling against the royal boot ?’

“«There’s a break-out every now and then,’ said I,
for I thought of Wat Tyler’s rebellion, ‘specially if
there’s any corn in the question.” That made the prince
and courtiers laugh again, they seem to be so easily
tickled. ‘And what comes of such outbreaks?’ asked
the prince. ‘Matters are usually patched up,’ replied I;
‘otherwise government would be bootless.’”

“And what came of all your pert folly?” asked
Dame Marjory, more amused than angry.

“The upshot of it all was that the prince declared
that I was born to be a jester, and his jester I should
be, if it cost him twenty marks i’ the twelvemonth.
He wanted to order a suit of motley at once; but I felt
so dazed and bewildered at the thought of being turned
from a bootmaker into a fool, that I begged for a day
to think over the matter, and so I came here.”

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regarding the advisability of accepting the prince’s offer.
Marjory, no friend to the Lancastrian line, strongly
objected to Dickon’s taking service under the grandson
of John of Gaunt; Dame Alice feared that the boy’s
principles would be corrupted and his character degraded
by such a way of earning his living. Lilian did not
presume to advise, but she was greatly distressed.
Paton’s desire for court patronage for himself and his —
son, Marian’s eagerness for any kind of connection be-
tween Boniface Lane and the palace, and Dickon’s own
fancy for the fun and amusement which would fall to a
jester’s lot, before very long turned the scale. It was
thus that the bootmaker’s son became jester to Harry
the prince.



CHAPTER IX.
THE PRINCE'S DRESS.

“Marp Martian, I’ve just come from Ely House,” said
Dickon gaily, but in a subdued tone, to his twin sister.
“We're having rare fun in preparing for the féte that is
to take place on Madcap Harry’s birthday.”

Marian was fond of her twin, and Dickon had perhaps
as much influence over her as any other member of the
family possessed. She loved his mirth and his jests,
though the latter were often cuts at herself. Marian
owned that to hear anything about the court was to her
like nuts and honey. Marian tried to draw out from
her brother everything about the princesses and princes,
what they wore and what they ‘ate; Thomas, John,
Humphrey, and their sisters—their names were to her
familiar as household words. With such a willing
listener as Marian, Dickon’s tongue rattled on merrily
enough.

“We're all laying our heads together, wits and wooden
pates alike, to invent something new and curious for our
merry young prince to wear on his birthday. Says he,



THE PRINCE’S DRESS. 89

‘Tm tired of all the old fashions, and I hear that Harry
Perey will come in a rare new suit, which has just
arrived from the court of France. I must have some-
thing cunningly wrought, and perfectly different from
anything worn before. I'll give my glove full of gold
pieces to any one who will invent a quite original dress .
for me to wear at the birthday banquet.’ ”

“« And what said the courtiers?” asked Marian, with
more than the usual curiosity which is attributed to her
sex.

“One proposed this thing, another that,’ quoth he
with the cap shaped into asses’ ears: “stuffed birds to
be worn on the head—wreaths made of feathers, or
shells—horses’ tails—I wot not what else. But nothing
pleased Prince Hal; he said that nothing was new. I
let all have their say, and then I burst forth into a
poem! I can rhyme like Chaucer or Longlande, and
when I’m too old to be a fool, I mean to set up trade as
a poet. There’s a kind of connection between the two
crafts.”

“You giddy goose!” laughed Marian. “Let's hear
what you said to Prince Hal.”

Dickon waited for a few seconds, with his finger
raised to his downy lip, in a comical attitude of reflec-
tion; for he had not yet written down his doggerel (that
task was reserved for Lilian), and to repeat it fluently
required an effort of thought. But when the jester’s
lips unclosed his words came out readily enough, as he



go THE PRINCE'S DRESS.

himself remarked, “like mead out of an uncorked
bottle.” This was the poem of Dickon :-—

“ T promise Prince Harry a dress neat and tight,
Graceful and light, fit for a knight,
With hundreds of weapons glittering bright ;
Full of holes as a beggar’s rags,
Yet spruce and spry, with tassels and tags ;
Full of eyes as a peacock’s tail,
Glittering steel, like a warrior’s mail,
Fashioned by maiden’s snowy hand,—
The quaintest dress in merry England.”

“QO Dickon, you promised what you could: not per-
form!” cried Marian, laughing.

“T can perform. And you shall make the surcoat,
Maid Marian; and, what is more, I have the materials
there in yon bundle. If you do my bidding, you shall
have the boy prince’s gloveful of golden bits.”

Marian arched her eyebrows and drew in her cherry
lips at the idea of winning such a wonderful mine of
wealth. She was very impatient indeed to see what the
bundle contained, and could scarcely wait to let Dickon
unfasten the wrappings.

“Soft and slow, Maid Marian, or you'll crumple the
dainty satin. What do you think of this?” he asked,
holding up the material to view. |

“It’s a pretty bit of satin, blue as forget-me-nots or
your own merry eyes,.but there’s nothing very novel in
that. -There is gold-coloured silk to work it with,~a
good deal more than is needed; but oh, you knight of



THE PRINCE'S DRESS. gt

the asses’ ears! what made you bring all these packets
of needles, enough to last for a lifetime ?”

“The whole point of the matter lies in these needles’
points,” quoth Dickon, sinking his voice to a whisper,
and glancing suspiciously towards the closed door,
though he could hear Marjory’s heavy tread in the
kitchen. “Look you, Marian, I’ve marked out all the
pattern myself; every dot shows the place for an eyelet
hole, to be worked with the gold-coloured silk, and from
each hole, suspended by its thread, must hang the needle
which worked it. Graceful and light.” *

“You can never mean that I am to make an eye-
let-hole over every one of these dots?” interrupted
Marian.

“Every one; not one dot to be missed. I meant to
mark out a thousand, but my patience failed me, and
the pattern comes short of that number by a hundred
or more.”

“Tm sure that my patience will fail me,” cried
Marian; “I should be months making so many holes.”

“Only about a hundred a day: you’ve almost nine
days for the work, not counting the Sundays. But you
must set about it at once, and never get off your seat,
save to snatch at a meal. See, I’ve threaded the first
needle for you; you'll get sharp at threading by prac-
tice. Here’s your little boring sharp-pointed bodkin ;

* For a description of this very original and fantastic dress see Mark-
ham’s “ History of England.”



92 _ THE PRINCE'S DRESS.

stick it in bravely, Maid Marian—stick it right through
the satin; deem it a spur, and off and away!”

Marian was exceedingly amused and somewhat flat-
tered by being chosen to work for the prince. But she
was alarmed at the length of the task assigned her. “I
shall get in a couple of tailors to help me,” quoth she.

“Not for the world—not for the world!” exclaimed
Dickon the jester ; “the tailors would be certain to blab,
and the whole secret would ooze out. You must work
every stitch yourself; not even Lilian must help you, or
even look at the dress. Quick! don your thimble, Maid
Marian ; go at the work briskly, as a knight tilts at the
ring, or no gloveful of bonnie bright pieces for you.”

The bribe was large, the work attractive, and Marian
plunged with girlish eagerness into her new employment.
She stitched as if stitching for life. Marian grudged
the time for meals; hardly spoke a word at table, that
she might eat the faster; and before any one else had
finished, she rushed back to her corner behind the
screen. “ Dickon has worked a miracle,” said Dame
Marjory, with a grim smile: “he has set Marian. to
working like mad; but this new freak will not last.”

“I think that my girl has gone crazed!” cried Paton ;
“she has worked till her finger is rough and bleeding !”

“She'll oversleep herself to-morrow ; she usually does,”
quoth Marjory. “I’m up, and Lilian is up for hours,
before Marian leaves her pillow. She’s a lazy lass to
want a pillow at all.”



THE PRINCE’S DRESS. 93

But on the following day Marian was up and at her
work before even the apprentices came yawning into the
room below to begin the labours of the day. No appren-
tice worked so hard as the Pink of Boniface Lane.
When, after breakfast, Dickon dropped in to see his
sister, she greeted him with bright though aching eyes,
and held up the blue satin in girlish triumph. “I’ve
done ninety-nine eyelets!” she cried.

“ After a fashion,” quoth the jester, examining the:
work with critical eyes. “You've not half worked
round these holes, Marian ; and look here! these stitches
are already coming out. These holes are not round, the
last three are crooked; one can’t do such scamp work
for a prince. This row of eyelets must all be worked
over again!”

“Oh, nonsense!” cried Marian with impatience ; “ who
cares for a little eye being a trifle awry ?”

“Tf it were one of your eyes you would mind it,”
said Dickon the jester ; “anyways, what you do must be
neatly done. I'll keep one of the gold marks for myself
for every hole that you leave so untidy as this.”

Dickon proved a pretty strict overseer, and Marian’s
working skill improved by practice. Every one was
astonished at the perseverance which she showed day
after day. Visitors were not admitted to see her; even
Guy Dunn when he called was astonished to hear that
the bootmaker’s daughter was too busy to let any one in.
Dame Marjory rubbed her hands in satisfaction at this.



94 > THE PRINCE’S DRESS.

“ Here 7s a change !” she observed to Lilian. “I should
have as soon expected a jackdaw to turn into a sober
domestic fowl as Marian to become a steady seamstress.
Wonders will never cease! I almost think that I can
venture on the journey which I’ve long been wanting to
make to Greenwich, to look after the cottages left to me
by my husband, which, I hear, are falling out of repair.
Willis of the White Hart would lend me his horse, and

-Id ride on a pillion behind my brother—no new-fangled
side-saddles for me.”

The many hours which Marian spent over her monot-
onous task were not entirely without profit as regarded
her mind. It is true that the maiden’s thoughts dwelt
much on the vanities of high life, of which she so
eagerly longed to know more; but plans for spending
the money for which she was labouring so hard often
occupied her mind. Marian had selfish projects indeed,
but others that were not selfish. If Marian enjoyed the
idea of buying for herself pretty trinkets and lace, she
was also pleased at the thought of astonishing Lilian by
a gift of gold paint for illuminations—a thing which the
orphan greatly desired ; and Dame Marjory should have
a new brooch, the pin of her old one having broken
away.

“Tl buy an hour-glass for father,” said the girl to .
herself, “and a little round mirror for Dickon. I
wonder how many gold pieces would go into the glove
of a boy? I wish that the prince’s hand were larger!”



THE PRINCE'S DRESS. 95

Marian often changed her little plans, but there was one
which she never changed—it was to purchase a soft
warm hood for Dame Alice.

“Tt would be such a comfort to her,” reflected Marian,
“and look so nice round the sweet pale face; and ”—
the maiden coloured a little at the thought—* my gift
would so please poor dear John, I have treated him very
badly, and he is troubled and sad at the loss of his
friend. I know that John thinks that I flout him, and
he never comes near us now. If I give the pretty hood
to his mother, it will be an easy way of saying ‘I’m
sorry, and I am sorry just a little for being unkind. I
shall not be always so giddy and foolish. Perhaps a

?

day may come when I will make amends—” Marian
stopped to thread her needle; and even this trifling
action sufficed to turn her thoughts in another direction,

for the needle broke in her hand.



CHAPTER X.
OFF TO GREENWICH.

Days wore on, and Marian Paton was vigorously stitch-
ing still. The prince’s birthday would fall on a Monday,
and the preceding Friday had come. On that day
Dickon came to Dame Marjory in her usual haunt, the
kitchen, with a rueful expression of pain on his face.

“T’ve a horrible toothache,” said the poor lad, press-

ing his hand over his mouth. “ You've skill in healing-
herbs: have you no lotion to stop this throbbing, mad-
dening pain ?”

“Tl do my best,” replied his aunt. “You've caught
cold from the east wind, I take it, and must-tie up your
face.”

“Tve asked leave to stay at home for a few days,”
said poor Dickon. “I can’t keep.out of draughts or
wrap myself up at the court, and when I’m half crazy
with pain it’s hard to be cracking jokes, A jester is
never supposed to have a commonplace ache like other
folk ; he’s bound to be always wagging his tongue what-
ever be the state of his teeth. So I’m allowed to stay



OFF TO GREENWICH. 97

here till Monday. At home I can overlook Marian’s
work, be glum if I like, silent if I like, doff my fool’s
cap and bells, and don a good flannel wrap round my
mouth to keep out the cold.”

“Well, if you are going to stay here till Monday
evening, that removes all difficulty about your father
and myself making a journey to Greenwich, which I
have been so long wishing to do. I could not have left
the two girls alone; but you'll be as good a guardian
as—” .

“As father and aunt put together!” cried Dickon,
making a wry face asa keen pang shot through his
fang. “Tl see that the prentices below don’t go merry-
making or brawling in the lanes; if they sing any of
their saucy songs, Pll be down upon them in a twink-
ling. Jl keep the whole concern in tip-top order, and
——but oh, this horrible tooth!” A grimace followed
which excited as much mirth as pity, for Dickon made
even his aches seem funny.

A journey to Greenwich in the days of Henry the
Fourth was a more serious affair than one from London
to York in our own. Dame Marjory had not revisited
for years the home in which she had spent her married
life ; not indeed since she had left it after the death of
“her husband. Travelling at that period was even accom-
panied by a little sense of danger to give it zest. Peter-
kin must take his quarter-staff, for footpads might be

encountered. The roads, seldom mended, were likely.
(237) 7



98 . OFF TO GREENWICH.

after winter to be in a dreadful state; but Dapple was
sure-footed and up to weight, for had he not carried the
host of the White Hart with his stout wife on a pillion
behind him? Dapplé was indeed much like a modern
cart-horse, and had often been used to bear heavy packs.

Dame Marjory felt the expedition before her to be
quite an event in her life, but had some misgivings as to
what might happen during her absence. On Saturday
morning she went into the kitchen, where Lilian was
busy in preparing the early meal which must be partaken
of by the travellers before starting on their long ride.

“Lilian, my girl, you’re the only one left in the house
with a head; I’ll leave my keys with you,” quoth the
dame. “You must keep special watch over Marian,
and let no stranger into the house; specially keep out
that fellow Guy Dunn. I’ve no mind to have him come
idling about whilst I’m away. To-morrow, you know,
is Sunday; none of the idle prentice boys must enter
the shop below or the rooms above, they've their own
den to bide in. Keep them out as you would keep
rats; they’ve their Sundays to themselves, and may go
about and do as they list.”

“Sunday is a dangerous day to the poor lads,” ob-
served Lilian. —

“T don’t deny that,” quoth Marjory: “the rogues get
into more trouble on their idle Sundays than in the six
working days put together; they ramble about, get into
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4240455fdf4cd720a6e9c507356a2465
0d2b76088d0ad10f0ea9de7a02c6af427894e4e0
'2011-08-19T20:46:57-04:00'
describe
'6338' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATQT' 'sip-files00011.pro'
e4b5c1f362ada621c4bfd174464536f6
6f6ca97db5cec8ecc4c59dbf597fdfa68ff3daf3
'2011-08-19T20:46:27-04:00'
describe
'14221' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATQU' 'sip-files00011.QC.jpg'
111320b743f9587d0d36a69959b40aa8
de77f2050afa13d2681ddbac68c4ebdd2f611d25
'2011-08-19T20:39:44-04:00'
describe
'7279296' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATQV' 'sip-files00011.tif'
1cbb7fcd6e0fcd50237c7ac17f1af4f6
714aef07952519d44e67aa9351098ba4a244d47b
'2011-08-19T20:41:54-04:00'
describe
'456' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATQW' 'sip-files00011.txt'
906f295654616d70422c723a1bd966f9
3cf245957241f1aa1deeaa494fb2b1afd2b5f0e2
describe
'3924' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATQX' 'sip-files00011thm.jpg'
22335d011eaa3f42883c4ca80885d377
c490829e74e82e8d4253e601c5108e68d25e5e35
'2011-08-19T20:39:20-04:00'
describe
'237263' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATQY' 'sip-files00013.jp2'
18cad79dbd9882c7d2661c37f27049f2
2b4cca1fd130cfa8cc2e2ba2eaa09eb598097d12
'2011-08-19T20:46:35-04:00'
describe
'34470' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATQZ' 'sip-files00013.jpg'
b4d0582ef1fa8bc0ef97618d993c5731
508d09e1bdfa27a9e2027a38adf2d3f91f7eb300
'2011-08-19T20:38:51-04:00'
describe
'8665' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRA' 'sip-files00013.pro'
6f2eafe42fb99d43c5297cda3ff01ec3
ea96f9898f315225bd4bdff8e6367c57e753f40f
'2011-08-19T20:39:00-04:00'
describe
'11921' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRB' 'sip-files00013.QC.jpg'
30bbc2270de08c36539638c21afea808
86abcce8ec3e0a25fb6008dc714ed3a60ec0d5f6
'2011-08-19T20:40:33-04:00'
describe
'2680248' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRC' 'sip-files00013.tif'
848f83ee9d74450f4160fce57d74e137
cc4c47bc3a6da6bfab53463476e8b5fe223bd9c7
'2011-08-19T20:44:09-04:00'
describe
'394' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRD' 'sip-files00013.txt'
3542f47b0c80fd07977808caec2dfe31
feb18b5e6a866049f88b402cdb35e07758572be0
'2011-08-19T20:47:00-04:00'
describe
'3537' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRE' 'sip-files00013thm.jpg'
01158927f0d9843405fad4f3e1b09376
b94ad8b5672ae1532572f32161e7569efa925a4d
'2011-08-19T20:39:05-04:00'
describe
'123706' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRF' 'sip-files00014.jp2'
19788c6501f6641f9be5bd5f9683bd0c
68024ab1857be535c493d70edfd69da9b640c15a
'2011-08-19T20:38:44-04:00'
describe
'10402' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRG' 'sip-files00014.jpg'
066cf300c956924b72eadb6edb99c1b5
a2602ba1f82ae1a70565371b9b779efbc3f002fa
'2011-08-19T20:45:46-04:00'
describe
'3078' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRH' 'sip-files00014.QC.jpg'
b6b325875d2cb61d95877b26589cf47c
7db9a9a7c9ca614b86ff7596dd2d558364c2c2fe
'2011-08-19T20:46:01-04:00'
describe
'2610732' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRI' 'sip-files00014.tif'
de40746e1c4748a41e1d47f46ca45c3d
2cdb47988f89d12ba79a24b46acca23cb5e9c729
'2011-08-19T20:40:57-04:00'
describe
'957' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRJ' 'sip-files00014thm.jpg'
e67c28970baad6d75e74730477ca0ae8
72a2ad7ab8ccf4c4dbf05abed3b38f0426fbbee5
'2011-08-19T20:41:52-04:00'
describe
'297048' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRK' 'sip-files00015.jp2'
237387e3658358fd351e7720493c8a0c
4763de51454d75f0ccc9902a55972c2a854df137
'2011-08-19T20:43:27-04:00'
describe
'48315' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRL' 'sip-files00015.jpg'
a17f97d186ed4682a10b532844bcea70
da3e3ba3123517b3dc96913fb877eacdc6c05614
'2011-08-19T20:45:23-04:00'
describe
'21018' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRM' 'sip-files00015.pro'
c57ef02f7c19595fdab20d61e7eb57b7
b55518f8d2235b2fdcf5f4c43780a76352ac66ad
describe
'17751' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRN' 'sip-files00015.QC.jpg'
3a007c0db777bd7175f485098e97bc96
068a01125f9a870ea72d92ac5e1e48551d288154
'2011-08-19T20:39:06-04:00'
describe
'2744548' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRO' 'sip-files00015.tif'
4a25c1516a93626144d1fb7f8b45e573
78f19298e8bafbc4fe13fbd888761b6ce4689fc4
'2011-08-19T20:39:32-04:00'
describe
'1338' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRP' 'sip-files00015.txt'
8e899eee733a503d2c36ab2bc773f547
7a97ec6979d32ad2436845555e487f002f5bcd8b
'2011-08-19T20:46:07-04:00'
describe
Invalid character
'4645' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRQ' 'sip-files00015thm.jpg'
6a830546399c9de7484f4e958d6cffec
910566fb966899a261bc01d43092d65d30f8a4c6
'2011-08-19T20:42:23-04:00'
describe
'243297' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRR' 'sip-files00016.jp2'
c2947fd5bde1930d15728d497c2cdd6f
a2057385f7ab42fb58ca2b9d2720d164dd498c77
'2011-08-19T20:39:48-04:00'
describe
'14404' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRS' 'sip-files00016.jpg'
7097766a5fe359d29465f3014d076d10
0136cc64b1f145fce827c7ed95bd5214c2d2582d
'2011-08-19T20:45:17-04:00'
describe
'4137' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRT' 'sip-files00016.QC.jpg'
da7774c1723810056aae3ca19634a1f1
81fd8cde4e3e790316d39464d4be8e614cbd9822
'2011-08-19T20:39:03-04:00'
describe
'2682440' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRU' 'sip-files00016.tif'
248c89dd5aa87401614fbae0fbd76f05
e20987b893471bb32c6a94422162a58ed34c2146
'2011-08-19T20:46:15-04:00'
describe
'1201' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRV' 'sip-files00016thm.jpg'
f29787171d2ebebc28dbe3697a2e2f5f
cd50131dad94e279617dd843b154a970ca66d6b3
'2011-08-19T20:40:55-04:00'
describe
'338760' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRW' 'sip-files00017.jp2'
279105d26496920f2e27ba28ab817f2b
e8150c50f42641a0f9f929c0af4eccf6a1f35812
'2011-08-19T20:42:58-04:00'
describe
'85732' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRX' 'sip-files00017.jpg'
62861dadabf2dc228f039d2559a0b271
9caac0681df5e7f39093989435fd60fef7a3ac46
'2011-08-19T20:46:39-04:00'
describe
'22245' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRY' 'sip-files00017.pro'
e8106323fafc729ca62a04507f29551d
2df28348c25ae57d7f3b361147f914169b4be891
describe
'28192' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATRZ' 'sip-files00017.QC.jpg'
c573c3e3130d0033619f01a0e0c6b411
07e97d0fa27e4ec29087715790b8f7c215cf9b6d
'2011-08-19T20:43:38-04:00'
describe
'2721676' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATSA' 'sip-files00017.tif'
4d172d0bf5d9114bf24a07608d912611
fc4f6daee72828bc6a790fe3373e2504035c2f2b
'2011-08-19T20:40:53-04:00'
describe
'945' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATSB' 'sip-files00017.txt'
19d75362625e5f6e64caab8bc8376b6c
ab235ecfd0a6c381d666a6f67cda3c73aee401fb
'2011-08-19T20:46:43-04:00'
describe
'7445' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATSC' 'sip-files00017thm.jpg'
07e95840df99dfefd0067cbcb6e28b48
dbbbf120769848e9b3b1e118a7889769ba273820
describe
'366595' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATSD' 'sip-files00018.jp2'
6d92f0371ce17ef57e3449ca037bc64f
29abd59fb34b375fa1ccbd10e339c681f3207335
describe
'126185' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATSE' 'sip-files00018.jpg'
973bf59ecf2a8a992bc0198a96e897ac
520d5c3adfe9aa60585eab708c79f5c98a9ec7b4
'2011-08-19T20:42:08-04:00'
describe
'40505' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATSF' 'sip-files00018.pro'
ab7363f8ec4f43f16dcf9364c2ca308a
387d75416e683749252d130bd409c6e41037b668
'2011-08-19T20:40:11-04:00'
describe
'41701' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATSG' 'sip-files00018.QC.jpg'
04cfac742b476be24fdce76e4b162b27
4a40ca7d7984d5ed2cd394e95ebc578c0e10d824
'2011-08-19T20:42:00-04:00'
describe
'2945956' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATSH' 'sip-files00018.tif'
e352133bcb3d5cd24c30210d231b09a8
5717064afc18aa5f4fe0cec68eb55f22a1f55808
'2011-08-19T20:40:38-04:00'
describe
'1594' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATSI' 'sip-files00018.txt'
2b7edb436fe8dc9d38538cab4a2f8bea
7a3eacceed9e353510f6580531aecdb96d7e5183
'2011-08-19T20:41:15-04:00'
describe
'9940' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATSJ' 'sip-files00018thm.jpg'
3a2b6c5d3e36124c375f5757cce7e6fd
a46ac444fe9c29d66f8b7dd0ee329295f9a164f5
'2011-08-19T20:40:28-04:00'
describe
'353961' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATSK' 'sip-files00019.jp2'
d19a2d0f06c713ed9f6e9a52d03c0f62
862faf5601e8ab01be57cec8c91925de483c05b2
'2011-08-19T20:46:51-04:00'
describe
'135162' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATSL' 'sip-files00019.jpg'
afcab519d5cfeeb36fb2c5c02572837a
2a294be29be86b4edaceb27bbbd59af0087d6a24
'2011-08-19T20:46:36-04:00'
describe
'40718' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATSM' 'sip-files00019.pro'
bc9142d890a178d4886ac23b97f1a396
8851392846bb2e18b27a549f952b481f3cfe15a6
'2011-08-19T20:43:56-04:00'
describe
'44655' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATSN' 'sip-files00019.QC.jpg'
d6bd7d4e584883eb49dfc3c75094394b
f47ca3ce1222598e190dc3d02312f8d0c3f6733b
describe
'2845776' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATSO' 'sip-files00019.tif'
2aec7be369ceed78186d7518c524a8e5
3d17b87427853f25ad8c1e96e8abe90b5451e0f8
'2011-08-19T20:41:40-04:00'
describe
'1601' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATSP' 'sip-files00019.txt'
5b514e0eab20fa3ef9e0a9917d6a390c
eca28d940f4669497883c25311310fdd69b59620
'2011-08-19T20:39:41-04:00'
describe
'10923' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATSQ' 'sip-files00019thm.jpg'
ec9bfd9d9455ae80de431208924f4f7f
cbf5dd28467c05a9ee6560a40260f2d0540a3791
'2011-08-19T20:44:43-04:00'
describe
'341842' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATSR' 'sip-files00020.jp2'
e8b393557f4691ebe0ffbcddb11923e8
fdb3f8552279bfc61527fed9da0772d37815d5e0
'2011-08-19T20:45:27-04:00'
describe
'116645' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATSS' 'sip-files00020.jpg'
5d5ccf2d25a249c9d16f57d6ea37a503
9795d187c0d5eea82dfb643844ba7fcf4132cfb9
'2011-08-19T20:42:40-04:00'
describe
'36021' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATST' 'sip-files00020.pro'
2409ca9c4a1de8449023f6b8c1dbab51
70301c98d38944642bf4b5324adbe8e7dcd613ef
'2011-08-19T20:40:52-04:00'
describe
'39259' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATSU' 'sip-files00020.QC.jpg'
9f5ca5b9524b223bcd413e8e3a96be28
74c9cbf0a759b67eed14209a5839745273ce9975
describe
'2748280' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATSV' 'sip-files00020.tif'
3a2792f2880a7cde7f7e31f89563347a
7fdec9e700bfc1dbc7ac5b72affe8fc7a3c22626
'2011-08-19T20:46:55-04:00'
describe
'1513' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATSW' 'sip-files00020.txt'
2c712292c8c2a4e61c1752db0d2cbb04
d3ce9f7770ba77749ed68536e108886c6e94fc3d
'2011-08-19T20:44:04-04:00'
describe
'9523' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATSX' 'sip-files00020thm.jpg'
ca945cf656d45ce0b36543f9b425cfc6
b0d9bc83fdd9c9d4ca78b6db5759575aea6e4eb7
'2011-08-19T20:44:30-04:00'
describe
'343283' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATSY' 'sip-files00021.jp2'
d2a92f116b40a8b51ee8d6705903bab1
d1072eb3b066b4d8fe6daf351d7c5a9c221ec63b
'2011-08-19T20:40:40-04:00'
describe
'131218' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATSZ' 'sip-files00021.jpg'
a35ec6342f2aadaa2164c71bec55d3fd
0aaab65fa0a5ef6e407e9c94633b643763368144
'2011-08-19T20:40:15-04:00'
describe
'39015' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTA' 'sip-files00021.pro'
4122ed2b6118244f0b5f44fe9c35ae27
28901d7a3991155a0de60f3fca701946f618b416
'2011-08-19T20:40:27-04:00'
describe
'45565' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTB' 'sip-files00021.QC.jpg'
d9cdde0b7d1517ae2cb2c24826c447ff
74ee5d12fc970dffa5f556ddcfa41e221ca3fa1a
'2011-08-19T20:46:29-04:00'
describe
'2759412' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTC' 'sip-files00021.tif'
d04b5516c70a0ac7cf7595d9298f4cb7
73f3ceea9d4b5cbe7ab481f3f639bbde2b36e85d
'2011-08-19T20:39:57-04:00'
describe
'1546' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTD' 'sip-files00021.txt'
06b80a27a40663e4df9e708c05c71f30
c7ee5164b8ed7dc536075ff9365d229c159de0ac
'2011-08-19T20:45:58-04:00'
describe
'11186' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTE' 'sip-files00021thm.jpg'
dc7c51ed1b3f77827776ddcdea6364a6
943362030f995d1de5459626fb0f8edc5b827496
'2011-08-19T20:42:17-04:00'
describe
'358119' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTF' 'sip-files00022.jp2'
8887aa3f3e57b7daae259934742ea41a
15546d884ce99ea44f6be65b5437c48939c7d0cb
'2011-08-19T20:44:17-04:00'
describe
'121822' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTG' 'sip-files00022.jpg'
04d6855b86ecf449592249b6a9d018e1
52c3c0c3305fb9996698b34d623a2f97986964a1
describe
'38217' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTH' 'sip-files00022.pro'
083e0563f34e3d392dde27bb70675e06
88303639a84287f2aa76c34824d788cb724d3c45
describe
'40734' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTI' 'sip-files00022.QC.jpg'
617220ecbae73f036daf9e2deb63ae31
6d9bb8af1ec52d5d0a70b33f44c7d6b7e259bc22
'2011-08-19T20:43:34-04:00'
describe
'2879096' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTJ' 'sip-files00022.tif'
28e88e24174a7785c58689b76134c4c5
53d732495e263d2d0f7ca6923b07aa643918833a
'2011-08-19T20:38:54-04:00'
describe
'1508' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTK' 'sip-files00022.txt'
4b1e6ba4ac3351457aa548e994178bbf
8c36153ca6b628d6f4ae3b071b33032e9c30abaf
'2011-08-19T20:46:42-04:00'
describe
'10146' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTL' 'sip-files00022thm.jpg'
d0f38945ddcf5a6c04172792688bbff7
4f00e42e402351fa881efa788e731119fc9a6f0e
'2011-08-19T20:38:47-04:00'
describe
'349133' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTM' 'sip-files00023.jp2'
14d2f8049b939b52ce691e54a440824e
80123975120ce65b44692c9e4fe91cafcc07d78c
'2011-08-19T20:41:27-04:00'
describe
'119435' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTN' 'sip-files00023.jpg'
8f40a4a8057d2bebc3fde20a221c98c6
0d650326382847a04953be18b3621b223385e1a3
'2011-08-19T20:39:19-04:00'
describe
'35064' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTO' 'sip-files00023.pro'
f19970df5ec28d916460d4c59ea034a5
10c3e8bfa2e4e6c50005270aa5811c76b255fe84
'2011-08-19T20:40:21-04:00'
describe
'41063' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTP' 'sip-files00023.QC.jpg'
80f0ecb0d3cb7f8e843187360e232742
2cb233d37151128850af368ae5d9610ed548e4e4
describe
'2806368' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTQ' 'sip-files00023.tif'
cf863c3cba0dc9e67c4949f64e5b606c
ca5e20c2c1f14cac04006b79be24531b8bc85fdb
'2011-08-19T20:38:08-04:00'
describe
'1399' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTR' 'sip-files00023.txt'
452103f0a5c11c48311abdc45cbe743d
d170a1f28bf05c000985f651509607751e9b1944
'2011-08-19T20:41:51-04:00'
describe
'9837' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTS' 'sip-files00023thm.jpg'
d567ec46f3e9d5714511c257ea2c3353
e3ef69b6f40ff889f945a170c367d783a2fa3261
'2011-08-19T20:43:22-04:00'
describe
'357776' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTT' 'sip-files00024.jp2'
d8859b23b62314a750406be0f073470a
4df3cc978cbc9771b4544b1f10eaec51bf48cde6
'2011-08-19T20:40:48-04:00'
describe
'113113' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTU' 'sip-files00024.jpg'
dceefb09791c74a284507eb35ea91b7f
c12bedd2b58ee5fa9db78feb373c44ab4cbcea20
describe
'36047' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTV' 'sip-files00024.pro'
f312da6fcfb060b7af7faec61a4a5ec3
9a3245877af981a3d9917abcbbd3f51c13026212
'2011-08-19T20:41:19-04:00'
describe
'37739' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTW' 'sip-files00024.QC.jpg'
a2cd99b4051ed025571d3ee04ded3a11
3c48c39823eeb26f5c16f918cf37b335e5b9ffb2
'2011-08-19T20:43:40-04:00'
describe
'2875168' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTX' 'sip-files00024.tif'
824c3eee69f05812d5586aef9995a068
9de7182e5cbb262f87010f878b34e4a9db55debf
'2011-08-19T20:41:06-04:00'
describe
'1456' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTY' 'sip-files00024.txt'
18b33ca55f289a1c8f8c7bb4072b50e8
ff6ee9c603b71d0ae7d75ceb057cf2ad5f40656c
'2011-08-19T20:44:26-04:00'
describe
'9673' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATTZ' 'sip-files00024thm.jpg'
9dc22fd3f3b1cfa03a8e0f3110d7830f
7e5cecc23f3feeb761b7adf3484ce792573c28b9
'2011-08-19T20:40:24-04:00'
describe
'364332' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUA' 'sip-files00025.jp2'
d91e07a3f8eed903398ec04c4b5a4a96
65b5ee665163fdfb56e78946e7a191e20316cb83
'2011-08-19T20:46:12-04:00'
describe
'121041' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUB' 'sip-files00025.jpg'
04e7086e90146eeaf3eda508b80e9f03
78ce44681baa97096d1db7de27c0612656fdbbfd
'2011-08-19T20:40:20-04:00'
describe
'38801' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUC' 'sip-files00025.pro'
b9e80ff82aec49ec40e6cec0d9e2cf42
09eba8f2fb5193a6b19863245cf9fa707ba610d8
'2011-08-19T20:38:14-04:00'
describe
'39672' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUD' 'sip-files00025.QC.jpg'
d05b83fee707bcb7ef193caea6936886
d9b313a545c854b9666d45f3df028bd6d3dbb9b4
'2011-08-19T20:39:55-04:00'
describe
'2928052' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUE' 'sip-files00025.tif'
7c4c66d1b6341916dabb88d9704181d7
d170c90f06e8193bbe7ba61f6f9af3db88cbbb2e
describe
'1548' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUF' 'sip-files00025.txt'
9218b72de71939bced1ea6b364cee66d
0a7eca16efeb5e7035262158ed58a155b639d0c6
'2011-08-19T20:44:02-04:00'
describe
'10113' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUG' 'sip-files00025thm.jpg'
ae6218bc43f49145157d1f929f5427d0
543280ee5bea7e6db4708bdb7faecc242b5dd0ca
'2011-08-19T20:45:12-04:00'
describe
'359668' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUH' 'sip-files00026.jp2'
01ab13599832f351bb6e4cdee30338f7
a73ea77656ef2d3bded4d420c2c7260ebac88969
'2011-08-19T20:39:26-04:00'
describe
'100840' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUI' 'sip-files00026.jpg'
2a0cb5d5a467b7a2287dffab45333c61
371e719318177cec0a77ba1fbd451f8c1b47be59
'2011-08-19T20:46:13-04:00'
describe
'30954' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUJ' 'sip-files00026.pro'
de3d4fbaf771a85953a45f7e1d05d448
025412f0dd636e7c7f19d0646c6e5693938c7458
describe
'33421' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUK' 'sip-files00026.QC.jpg'
b5915ca76829a2675a02deb607145bda
6fe943c6014992f7266dfec756bc38b0f4f8ca54
describe
'2889844' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUL' 'sip-files00026.tif'
4ebde12370ea838eab5b3f400559f0b6
487bd2d39ae44fa155959c64085b2ddeed479862
describe
'1235' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUM' 'sip-files00026.txt'
deb24f11abc2d51323150ecfc8191b86
bc35771cad7974f2f406830a0369a5a060e55ccb
describe
'8620' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUN' 'sip-files00026thm.jpg'
db92d2a4723f5947dcf6e2382a629ace
c25387ba28d7c8059647439151ab0fbc55ee4581
'2011-08-19T20:43:24-04:00'
describe
'366138' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUO' 'sip-files00027.jp2'
b63c4df8fdc8d71059475c1336011809
4405c25f003d31771730fbd7cee788cc320bc510
'2011-08-19T20:38:56-04:00'
describe
'90407' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUP' 'sip-files00027.jpg'
c11c99edc0add5785ddd75e8203018fe
fceaf0a61b11d85abdab37127b3ed2a5168c6d1e
'2011-08-19T20:39:16-04:00'
describe
'28529' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUQ' 'sip-files00027.pro'
895304755839b68838b0464e70abf730
2011b207c8bf22221304955ab12caeef9537dd6c
'2011-08-19T20:41:05-04:00'
describe
'29676' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUR' 'sip-files00027.QC.jpg'
0514e5a02cdc5191701f513ef67dfe9d
b8f6ffe9d42dbe6584963604011ab70720041f0e
'2011-08-19T20:40:23-04:00'
describe
'2941596' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUS' 'sip-files00027.tif'
d9544fbb471610919fddc9980db9ffcc
5b7956f39db10ee07fe357ef7d4997ad904f0876
'2011-08-19T20:42:33-04:00'
describe
'1153' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUT' 'sip-files00027.txt'
a8c922f8cc6971be06e6e3df4973a788
8c9e29a0e9256f3b499d1d7efe7e1f50ffa567c2
'2011-08-19T20:46:02-04:00'
describe
'7465' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUU' 'sip-files00027thm.jpg'
b718a7f1d86a188c5fa36abba41ef5fe
38d0ab8c7f368bc33e283e07643a05803d9a5904
'2011-08-19T20:43:05-04:00'
describe
'363679' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUV' 'sip-files00028.jp2'
ea0087bcdeb24e7a96d2403b36e99054
25d906d38ff61f9f704dc3b2e952764f19b2bfdb
'2011-08-19T20:44:31-04:00'
describe
'105349' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUW' 'sip-files00028.jpg'
d59686b30c81818b45666a80f2a4cc1f
53a0a5bdd04e369ff892a11ccae2099ccd10f028
'2011-08-19T20:39:51-04:00'
describe
'34556' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUX' 'sip-files00028.pro'
808128599993ba56291a1f581c25b271
7e7d145493f54c6f0d8e696799a6d6cc8e23ce83
'2011-08-19T20:42:16-04:00'
describe
'35185' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUY' 'sip-files00028.QC.jpg'
2f4c74a6c5734b33a457415564218a1c
1cf1e9083758e819671a50876694037e84ec1457
'2011-08-19T20:45:53-04:00'
describe
'2922548' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATUZ' 'sip-files00028.tif'
314c2e03e98e5617b36474b4a1022345
480dc7b296b587ceaed45c397d0afddc1a96db5e
describe
'1384' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVA' 'sip-files00028.txt'
213cd01114474fc8ae066d0763287838
e2e70ef4f069a3d9c113e3cd52576b56609ffd18
'2011-08-19T20:40:10-04:00'
describe
'9052' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVB' 'sip-files00028thm.jpg'
bf69e4658d90f05ae80767da15389163
3599042999c56d2d55e260fbc0ffde2d9f51afa7
'2011-08-19T20:40:06-04:00'
describe
'347201' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVC' 'sip-files00029.jp2'
50918922ff0aadeea41270b7dc97613b
34ef9086a99169f0b5723cf58a909fa175b10cd0
'2011-08-19T20:38:28-04:00'
describe
'107832' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVD' 'sip-files00029.jpg'
7e7c064bf414e01ecaa2132ed20ab795
0092922cfcff503356241bb0c4060b6fa10a669c
'2011-08-19T20:41:39-04:00'
describe
'32574' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVE' 'sip-files00029.pro'
f0f8aeb05e493b7b69c1c50326b9e756
0522ba11288d27cfeadd04da87c06be120f34bc9
describe
'36629' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVF' 'sip-files00029.QC.jpg'
bd14120f6538d1e1da93828ad9a8d4fa
add0bce525c66833bef78484bab2d8d8ff89acc8
'2011-08-19T20:44:37-04:00'
describe
'2790508' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVG' 'sip-files00029.tif'
e3c726145207c68dc1d695b3f103438b
9f7297583a72267ab053d3af9b1e11588e49bd90
'2011-08-19T20:39:42-04:00'
describe
'1315' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVH' 'sip-files00029.txt'
f81f1dea4256af10f86eec5d4ccad01b
eda9974e8a4176d4cfedd66440e44df7bef3fccd
'2011-08-19T20:40:37-04:00'
describe
'9259' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVI' 'sip-files00029thm.jpg'
3f4b40978761d3790ef0a934dba749c2
d5f384f8c5b4cfdb2a4568197c5fcc427d27698f
'2011-08-19T20:46:17-04:00'
describe
'348764' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVJ' 'sip-files00030.jp2'
9305b56f0f7a065b433549024c28ad02
e323ad1624c76d11f9050ad7cd23078607a0b876
describe
'109266' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVK' 'sip-files00030.jpg'
d7d3a053c9f341c6208061b54a5b9975
72e9a2bfac3e01e854b62126b6a415e3d111fcd8
'2011-08-19T20:40:58-04:00'
describe
'33714' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVL' 'sip-files00030.pro'
b0b13264b73a692c52ca0f052bd8d1ba
41fe5e736c6a8a3ae620f63bfe972319f75d8534
'2011-08-19T20:39:33-04:00'
describe
'36968' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVM' 'sip-files00030.QC.jpg'
4b12db6b6fca6e838ba58b5b133ee7c5
94601eafb98fe917144358e37630d904a76b6133
describe
'2803668' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVN' 'sip-files00030.tif'
1ce4d855f7a490bb961b208dd942a005
16fc332fa04579c409b78464d4c61c45f4fcbb35
'2011-08-19T20:38:20-04:00'
describe
'1354' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVO' 'sip-files00030.txt'
c2041568c9c96ec29ea13d3c79ecd425
feac4e243ee54c44990a951766f8543285902d45
'2011-08-19T20:38:22-04:00'
describe
'9617' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVP' 'sip-files00030thm.jpg'
556b253a14f7f61e29baefee8a618b31
cc68c7e97ba00dda798a3282fe8a0e0cf4f6be60
'2011-08-19T20:40:35-04:00'
describe
'336496' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVQ' 'sip-files00031.jp2'
d33d0dc462c0e851b3c766db5519d9c8
56e4bfeb308bece429942b2d76a8aa3c8e008ea2
'2011-08-19T20:46:06-04:00'
describe
'117718' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVR' 'sip-files00031.jpg'
9f1529ba8ff2f9039de53daa6d50a138
add4790b057542391d1707796a4fce5c13aae5f4
'2011-08-19T20:41:12-04:00'
describe
'33715' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVS' 'sip-files00031.pro'
5af0361d851378d8de778b80df4672df
e15d7029d7b2b28c92867326a6bd7a2a043ea9d5
'2011-08-19T20:43:31-04:00'
describe
'40600' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVT' 'sip-files00031.QC.jpg'
efe6a6afd8b2954b979bee077beae6b9
34000a1eda1284bf6bcf8926a06970c7fb0fbbf6
'2011-08-19T20:43:55-04:00'
describe
'2705236' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVU' 'sip-files00031.tif'
436242f739b53c83ad7653db93313f7d
7b0367d3d39e8b03dc8b744637ab2b7134f82362
'2011-08-19T20:41:57-04:00'
describe
'1350' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVV' 'sip-files00031.txt'
5d8b0ef09fa38598db73aeafcd69fa78
9f1851402c971dceafa9a822c70ab7335568e93b
'2011-08-19T20:42:29-04:00'
describe
'10680' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVW' 'sip-files00031thm.jpg'
af009a54d0617e2b23d302444da74994
40702cc83572cb8e9468f3ed171797aad7b64899
describe
'368772' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVX' 'sip-files00032.jp2'
98e492b317c17eed9ba683908d6d2f43
5eadea6420803a6a5413a2dd37709c335a27c390
'2011-08-19T20:41:24-04:00'
describe
'117974' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVY' 'sip-files00032.jpg'
ec31e9f6e09baefaa5c465edfd39d550
774f838c6f930b9bfdcbe3fb95be194ce0398f52
'2011-08-19T20:42:42-04:00'
describe
'39049' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATVZ' 'sip-files00032.pro'
71e36d7312aea92f724f25cb05d01f93
f17e16b94e06d855644c28bc753fee02e3446dad
'2011-08-19T20:42:26-04:00'
describe
'39175' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWA' 'sip-files00032.QC.jpg'
6075e4ae286e7081fbcc5ebbba8f85e1
97277effb8c26da1ca79c663bfad0a6cc1a14b47
'2011-08-19T20:43:57-04:00'
describe
'2963492' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWB' 'sip-files00032.tif'
65917228b1a20f3c6680b33ad5483bd9
19eca341a0768155452d1d5d150f1d8d1c99fec4
describe
'1541' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWC' 'sip-files00032.txt'
095836bd127eb1b8856de1942356f7be
6e55c8d932a4a47dcc7ffd3f3f88c12c35d63374
'2011-08-19T20:38:48-04:00'
describe
'9644' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWD' 'sip-files00032thm.jpg'
50b77c717bfaef7f0a98480d8a144651
7968af76006053edd77e22e0383f82ea681c6133
describe
'349164' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWE' 'sip-files00033.jp2'
ec103dc8549696f03746831a0ed7f4b4
9161d63563d146924a940ab811570a40ac4b8f3c
'2011-08-19T20:41:00-04:00'
describe
'128758' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWF' 'sip-files00033.jpg'
cfe9ea818deff02dee246760eef4f7d3
734cc3ad3033338e73541229d810422a9e3b41c8
'2011-08-19T20:41:13-04:00'
describe
'39993' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWG' 'sip-files00033.pro'
b78461e4747dcc616a7183d2661502df
ca13897a955b8ee59d61060c8ef6c4d9f16eaf20
'2011-08-19T20:39:49-04:00'
describe
'43845' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWH' 'sip-files00033.QC.jpg'
99583d7e24c3102d3725819d6a1fbee4
a3b133e58b39886de4400bf226d0db90ff6dbbbe
'2011-08-19T20:43:16-04:00'
describe
'2806552' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWI' 'sip-files00033.tif'
8e09fbea5d8fb648bffe23e8a5fbd11d
fdec1522b0383f46c0592751b2d9d605c4895e61
'2011-08-19T20:42:02-04:00'
describe
'1576' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWJ' 'sip-files00033.txt'
d600adbfa02858f5eada415d188f0e6d
d521bae52b6e7caa10d2b76655c870aeb124081e
'2011-08-19T20:39:22-04:00'
describe
'10867' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWK' 'sip-files00033thm.jpg'
f8fa4fae4551067a8cfc8f033c26d1aa
dd6db62d21a7a82a60991d8d4ef289609e3dd92f
'2011-08-19T20:45:28-04:00'
describe
'354344' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWL' 'sip-files00034.jp2'
185afe679c52e0061cddcfb1b5361e39
327775c730c4b0a290122ed03996131628154c43
'2011-08-19T20:42:13-04:00'
describe
'121366' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWM' 'sip-files00034.jpg'
7023aa90a2dac0957e79e794c7c1b37d
f34fd51e2659f1aae787787bcd2cc3e7819f922e
describe
'38943' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWN' 'sip-files00034.pro'
6c894bba49ed5ca87acfb6709873e969
cac87dfee1812b553c0593624dcac71fc87cf067
'2011-08-19T20:46:21-04:00'
describe
'40684' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWO' 'sip-files00034.QC.jpg'
f4b827d6723c4a034c7659fb93f39af5
7f236d714a173ceca2701eead02422b06caa5c18
describe
'2848484' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWP' 'sip-files00034.tif'
d709755ee186893922c06648314b2907
68ab061c54d0673cc9eb984c2be385f05404d9e6
'2011-08-19T20:46:44-04:00'
describe
'1532' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWQ' 'sip-files00034.txt'
f04ab9ce0ab8dc9a8a531aeb08ea92ad
2644cc164ddf1e16b5109b17d9cd2992bc7f5ce0
describe
'10178' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWR' 'sip-files00034thm.jpg'
781a52d044d863688a7ba8056282d8e8
ad296e61b148ae82319b05ff5da09373d1dd34db
'2011-08-19T20:42:59-04:00'
describe
'338748' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWS' 'sip-files00035.jp2'
8e722a848f8acd72d1117e23e40e2962
8e057a6e5bba416c600118366eeb79c3522c7c2d
'2011-08-19T20:40:31-04:00'
describe
'125512' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWT' 'sip-files00035.jpg'
888d9f32cbd8323cb3ba5127e4c70239
d05349ea81133f1137ee619ada9ab9fcbbf58000
'2011-08-19T20:46:52-04:00'
describe
'36577' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWU' 'sip-files00035.pro'
e85e0e32280b105c43845468d89c4d71
210eadd54219d8005739c3844b39a4a3733ecfef
describe
'42695' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWV' 'sip-files00035.QC.jpg'
2c341b52c4b43053e1d62955d368b315
6f593bd8512d1ae86a7ca06220099617e58a7a25
'2011-08-19T20:45:50-04:00'
describe
'2723236' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWW' 'sip-files00035.tif'
9a8e29cc39b7582da7c072790ff45fe7
e992a07bb7d81bd0b9eb6c5a74fc50c430108838
'2011-08-19T20:40:54-04:00'
describe
'1461' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWX' 'sip-files00035.txt'
a806faef0ea10f8c0c2554759b6fb4b1
fb7c78c720091ec7176cb1e52424ab5178c041d0
'2011-08-19T20:38:24-04:00'
describe
'11050' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWY' 'sip-files00035thm.jpg'
9efb30e41c1bbae3e689ae9c99c59728
4a3ed755726a1990851195ad12a07fa30aa69fd8
'2011-08-19T20:44:32-04:00'
describe
'361401' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATWZ' 'sip-files00036.jp2'
8f20c29e44b0579004ba3a8b261eaea3
537dc5f1a63103778fde41289016f65b6298eb8b
describe
'112351' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXA' 'sip-files00036.jpg'
74c89037c5002118bca22482c631c8c1
e498251fad1bce2d17bd07c1e02290de951ed791
describe
'35151' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXB' 'sip-files00036.pro'
bcc1d2ab576170eadf2ae9e8609164d4
20fa7296357f684b1a9fa452893b9b49a80f78f3
'2011-08-19T20:45:55-04:00'
describe
'37956' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXC' 'sip-files00036.QC.jpg'
62293c481e4f2ea0da7f6f92dadbe3b7
449957537dfc6b252f7d0d6e71583a5af7b44725
'2011-08-19T20:46:09-04:00'
describe
'2904272' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXD' 'sip-files00036.tif'
7bde97c076b20bca36cc39be8b68fe06
d3e9cbeb704669a1a7705300a218b10b4f83ec01
'2011-08-19T20:40:02-04:00'
describe
'1394' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXE' 'sip-files00036.txt'
6256dfb02d3adbb488e22cfaf77006f8
9e8c71a08f197d628b9b33d968492d5c79bc739a
'2011-08-19T20:45:42-04:00'
describe
'9707' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXF' 'sip-files00036thm.jpg'
9f9d61f3abb4be8178c90d253cae6bc0
d1c6aba8a09d4a8fe1b2eec5f7d6083e0cce4d9a
'2011-08-19T20:46:58-04:00'
describe
'323269' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXG' 'sip-files00037.jp2'
d97216980638319f9edc1e38477664f1
42c118698f5e645aa452068caeef77322ef2fce2
'2011-08-19T20:44:18-04:00'
describe
'122395' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXH' 'sip-files00037.jpg'
cb40a65c12c2312069fdb29c801191c2
7cf7876a2f89c9a499f377bfec2f863118b1e6c5
'2011-08-19T20:45:19-04:00'
describe
'38237' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXI' 'sip-files00037.pro'
6f67c4d5e205bed11d1520615695cdb2
45b9d6d02a325fd92f3fe51226b5030101ae2eee
'2011-08-19T20:42:35-04:00'
describe
'41080' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXJ' 'sip-files00037.QC.jpg'
88c24870d2f570040c2434c5860198c2
5b0515a1bf5c76cfc769e27418a7d578bc546dfc
'2011-08-19T20:43:11-04:00'
describe
'2599160' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXK' 'sip-files00037.tif'
a2d74d87377b7d3eaf22fa00e4349c08
b01170222c0b264db27ea6594aa300e29b0178e7
'2011-08-19T20:40:44-04:00'
describe
'1540' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXL' 'sip-files00037.txt'
1cbae90b30900ff93a41f08eab8a2858
aade9bfb9aa35e46840dfa33b21fe1d680443a70
'2011-08-19T20:41:04-04:00'
describe
'11447' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXM' 'sip-files00037thm.jpg'
e2cee6fc53170678fe792e33695a9ea1
724a1a324d7e80af439810fb99563dcfe296f1e2
'2011-08-19T20:39:09-04:00'
describe
'343319' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXN' 'sip-files00038.jp2'
85edac0b62e54208a3d5b8aa5621ce17
5b7aad4312c06ca871db9b19633bc63beca8370a
'2011-08-19T20:43:09-04:00'
describe
'70617' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXO' 'sip-files00038.jpg'
3a4fb2af59dcbe3c0e31ba87e24243c8
f0e19641e1367d624345e21954c1cc9cdaadcf1c
describe
'19707' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXP' 'sip-files00038.pro'
e90d5b689b4580822dd840f5b61759e7
c12714eb3219ab519b550d3e6793c566a2433e6a
describe
'23366' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXQ' 'sip-files00038.QC.jpg'
f57d90e8fc6b5b1f1df2ae6467d1b555
38ea025e5e57830945a21d07b762766100e46da9
'2011-08-19T20:42:34-04:00'
describe
'2758196' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXR' 'sip-files00038.tif'
184d2faeb040a8d5a2f16cbf7c521ae5
35f1d02c090ea49659068d1a3aff4d55a546c64e
'2011-08-19T20:43:32-04:00'
describe
'796' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXS' 'sip-files00038.txt'
cac5d583f5d88b7302aa641fc49134fa
1532cd083e48087bd74732067f907ffc515b665c
'2011-08-19T20:46:23-04:00'
describe
'6549' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXT' 'sip-files00038thm.jpg'
4303aadec9915806b2ab2c289496e5b5
9ffd2d751bd8f55483053f05de4b2adaf11f088d
'2011-08-19T20:44:16-04:00'
describe
'333268' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXU' 'sip-files00039.jp2'
f1f1e4b3fb53dfb84e0760cb90165589
5d38eeca81f75beb6aec300769e3fc2f25487ccb
describe
'90359' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXV' 'sip-files00039.jpg'
6925030c8cc8f8bd32b1e5010e924a01
33805637d8a386776bcb543921548b7f6972c9de
describe
'25220' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXW' 'sip-files00039.pro'
d6988d9bb989e09d9f4472389260c8f8
9316d49b4214216a8a8091cb556fd2899713ce20
'2011-08-19T20:40:17-04:00'
describe
'31034' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXX' 'sip-files00039.QC.jpg'
8192f8fe79ec988369a58cca4be8e86c
a2c6df75f1b41f6e362b1ad23606feae57c08eca
'2011-08-19T20:45:35-04:00'
describe
'2678744' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXY' 'sip-files00039.tif'
1eb8fd471ab9ad90a5bd20b7c71505e9
adc320504d3c63ab561c16c8a8100538fccece51
'2011-08-19T20:46:20-04:00'
describe
'1044' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATXZ' 'sip-files00039.txt'
0edb3638bec7970af3d71acf8adc21fe
45319177f242a0d576897aaf13c66120257ba8bf
'2011-08-19T20:38:41-04:00'
describe
'8354' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYA' 'sip-files00039thm.jpg'
fc524b26b6e6e216959e698ece4a2432
c46ac61311d9f03e7067865e74f5ea69bce30804
'2011-08-19T20:39:36-04:00'
describe
'355776' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYB' 'sip-files00040.jp2'
4af6bf7dc0ca1e9a0d586336d3306318
cc954e7ea9d6d699023c12f1a986147e971eee37
'2011-08-19T20:39:18-04:00'
describe
'106388' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYC' 'sip-files00040.jpg'
0c330d52e0c30493033ee915c4f9c2fe
6d420f04b981d1b69f2b5f003549fcaafc18765e
'2011-08-19T20:46:04-04:00'
describe
'32677' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYD' 'sip-files00040.pro'
fc6f11688098167d30728b55a9646da8
6acec5719dd5ac54f4634d95a1c4af4948257287
'2011-08-19T20:39:37-04:00'
describe
'35831' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYE' 'sip-files00040.QC.jpg'
5e15957951e097eb45ee54eecd0b6def
466768ed071e13d037b44ee92857507aca870b77
describe
'2859072' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYF' 'sip-files00040.tif'
fc5fb729dbb96f363f4bed0ecae33d95
fc735ac0a4330260d500ace1d90b7d0a9b0c7d5c
describe
'1312' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYG' 'sip-files00040.txt'
0b680d5ee506f5d2efade2c2f94dabd9
44364c6960cf771b812ee8563cae70b1667a17eb
'2011-08-19T20:44:22-04:00'
describe
'9124' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYH' 'sip-files00040thm.jpg'
c6aa8ef1cd6f41ba6cbd477ab0b83561
ab0b8ce74ff7996f18e4e72d6d8ef691d2aa23d5
'2011-08-19T20:46:53-04:00'
describe
'354405' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYI' 'sip-files00041.jp2'
1453dbdfb4b6155dddb58f0e620410db
ec2ebe9ae65a585a49b64328fa757badba7b6dd1
'2011-08-19T20:44:47-04:00'
describe
'126271' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYJ' 'sip-files00041.jpg'
1a9a6d04eee25e7a9e00dac65d9315cb
6ce751abbedffb6c297df02e9f1545a273ec3b14
describe
'40386' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYK' 'sip-files00041.pro'
ecaff64c7d0ee36f5d2b2ec7be012044
20ec5deb9869d43cc0e110517ed8cbc6f3b3a5fd
describe
'42255' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYL' 'sip-files00041.QC.jpg'
faf7308f600473958d568d86c7b151c5
3b8fff0ef14569adff803c92822e2cb2b299707f
describe
'2848896' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYM' 'sip-files00041.tif'
94dcefcb1887b6251f4376e6e5812b68
3dd240e3863df7063f28924c8831fc1f243eda60
'2011-08-19T20:40:22-04:00'
describe
'1595' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYN' 'sip-files00041.txt'
0c5dfc5dceb57d7b957d2d87c08b1edb
dd5f77bad24576522bdcaa73b94f66e9e5ba8e95
describe
'10200' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYO' 'sip-files00041thm.jpg'
3f9397407a01cc9b4e4c4d354ee00678
a7ddb7d9b1b12a8a6bd5516c7c0ed146254b2da0
'2011-08-19T20:38:49-04:00'
describe
'356580' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYP' 'sip-files00042.jp2'
5e271089d03df11a47f0c3dd794d3258
d71662b4a2a5d8932c50b48dd8e8746b014db838
'2011-08-19T20:39:53-04:00'
describe
'117500' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYQ' 'sip-files00042.jpg'
029221953f6afdf26ce167f377b7b475
02297d8f2b8036e846d8d78ae885b6b5f4a01a13
describe
'36328' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYR' 'sip-files00042.pro'
10174d0b46fb03aaac241a21e085282a
cc6d408cffb1b7d6c3f853b885dc3ea638e8526e
describe
'39811' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYS' 'sip-files00042.QC.jpg'
aec9fa80cab1480b0e90cbdb0ead58bc
24693b9e0868871d36bf1921eaad40ee28f51227
describe
'2865756' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYT' 'sip-files00042.tif'
989e217ec2c6f4a684bafa3a9e5db69b
97cd19ff24b1c476ef2547f6f3a7f4276c49cdd0
'2011-08-19T20:42:57-04:00'
describe
'1468' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYU' 'sip-files00042.txt'
91d9b85152d8aa5e7fb6b188f3432d77
9ef17306d37ad2a5d6452f15c523a8b9582ff036
'2011-08-19T20:38:13-04:00'
describe
'9659' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYV' 'sip-files00042thm.jpg'
140eef2c90846c037631a1e4d406b995
1d80a1d670640464441a035ed40dd1f3a9c725e6
'2011-08-19T20:44:59-04:00'
describe
'362536' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYW' 'sip-files00043.jp2'
b45dcf844ddd0dbd5e748edfffab8775
de6ecb038dc66632604d310e2bfbe13e3a7c159b
'2011-08-19T20:39:21-04:00'
describe
'116412' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYX' 'sip-files00043.jpg'
f23dbe0173528fe0c6cffe3fb785f10e
002883c0033a06c3da0f0c67cb02fb0f7a3c6b21
'2011-08-19T20:41:18-04:00'
describe
'38755' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYY' 'sip-files00043.pro'
234a16a99bb4a531ee76280a266e312f
939dc655a6cba61ea99d8736c0c8fac86472128c
describe
'38340' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATYZ' 'sip-files00043.QC.jpg'
ed5711fee4d0a5d6581a1d37d4c2c160
4a5e6545f924594f4bfca7eba4e899e5223755df
'2011-08-19T20:44:49-04:00'
describe
'2914368' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZA' 'sip-files00043.tif'
1e4976ca503b03251cbed285afc8b6b8
7a47959913dd3a27e4b2aeb33ba50450326e404b
'2011-08-19T20:41:26-04:00'
describe
'1519' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZB' 'sip-files00043.txt'
99ec53a7fe3bda4f15bf904a32ee2d67
f66fedaab31a5b4c48cf2a0bfbc1ec3a53159059
'2011-08-19T20:41:59-04:00'
describe
'9360' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZC' 'sip-files00043thm.jpg'
cdb75d5c8bec9ca8186a52bbe08c6b17
a20fc7d69c9b3606a029b418efbee9c8b0980701
'2011-08-19T20:45:21-04:00'
describe
'360571' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZD' 'sip-files00044.jp2'
20df93dab66ba4b577eb63eef5b2de4c
4d184fff654cd8edfb7e80b8feaf1ff2ef2ab7c2
'2011-08-19T20:44:07-04:00'
describe
'94040' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZE' 'sip-files00044.jpg'
2cfbd633b1b2899155383c94d14c60fe
2c70b1742e86f8f4bad850756c504b34d0815d6d
'2011-08-19T20:39:35-04:00'
describe
'29492' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZF' 'sip-files00044.pro'
239ffdabf6542c3c322411354079eaae
efe19c4ef8f30910b6e12615d03ece0cd046204d
'2011-08-19T20:44:36-04:00'
describe
'31456' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZG' 'sip-files00044.QC.jpg'
b597119303dd50b5c67ec824626c56d8
8294edf654b38ea6a550a3eb630b5c74b230e491
'2011-08-19T20:44:06-04:00'
describe
'2896808' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZH' 'sip-files00044.tif'
ad41d5fae8dab30cd381bef06b48f5ed
dbd5c6f73c19289921c653615ef64402c0eb3fdc
'2011-08-19T20:38:52-04:00'
describe
'1186' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZI' 'sip-files00044.txt'
4867989ac4462785e5cc8b5ee54fd847
bbe150adc834e2535dabb59bc44dc64cf519d4e3
describe
'7800' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZJ' 'sip-files00044thm.jpg'
270f4b0a11fed2b68f74affe3a62defc
cfe1cd5bb37a690b2bd9399199ebef9f365407cb
describe
'337271' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZK' 'sip-files00045.jp2'
8f60dc165b0f080e0e10e934a6333cdf
b76a6e6e196f18bd7571e27593e27b6901624a1e
'2011-08-19T20:45:32-04:00'
describe
'130775' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZL' 'sip-files00045.jpg'
20acded662814f186ed27cb501f5781b
008e2f9cbd31030b9fde9520b0a402a231a92991
'2011-08-19T20:39:58-04:00'
describe
'38325' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZM' 'sip-files00045.pro'
a717449d127a57b8b00e7dd989072a99
7a13ef58c708841f73ec45481b4ccbbcab11f4f9
'2011-08-19T20:39:45-04:00'
describe
'44745' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZN' 'sip-files00045.QC.jpg'
4ca0be96389043122f8f4b5079884725
7d1fcee6e713bb04123d2f92f628f2e510fbfba4
'2011-08-19T20:41:34-04:00'
describe
'2711788' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZO' 'sip-files00045.tif'
fabc60638f78f2a89c02c10ee41692e0
d4033f9458c23dab8a10e1b6b7743adeb570998a
'2011-08-19T20:39:34-04:00'
describe
'1514' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZP' 'sip-files00045.txt'
f79bd57ac3609f9965a7443bd52f6113
ede0571a5c077b5c4e8c83cb45e5ffff5c6f22ce
'2011-08-19T20:40:42-04:00'
describe
'11271' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZQ' 'sip-files00045thm.jpg'
4be8b9c841ac09bd9ca80d33a1485212
62fd001beb785c2356a0915aca53eb367d573f86
describe
'360979' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZR' 'sip-files00046.jp2'
a36547a60b510a9d6fec6b4afab2f7b6
1c1fe7c0dffe17a2146fc94a35b530deb7441d01
describe
'108119' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZS' 'sip-files00046.jpg'
a7230102fcee74b3d6a1a7667aeea5a3
7dda68e8c77ca5f46ab8d398b29778c8db482fde
describe
'33081' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZT' 'sip-files00046.pro'
5395fb8e7bb9fa84f7c0c2919ea02714
baac5edd7903a42f949ddc1f21d4436f1206ea75
describe
'36285' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZU' 'sip-files00046.QC.jpg'
9769a1e6f32983cfd5c40b13273d52ad
7e62e60a8ae688bbd6a640fe873aaac4dc6f7f45
describe
'2900848' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZV' 'sip-files00046.tif'
30835ef0a3fd4cb182b79c145515fb78
bc8084e5f2204de3e554b9df1f108112631312c4
'2011-08-19T20:44:55-04:00'
describe
'1320' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZW' 'sip-files00046.txt'
0f196036cfd9d59e041081bc5e894a87
15781d0ec4ada2efb36de87bbafd26e4fc384439
'2011-08-19T20:38:34-04:00'
describe
'9504' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZX' 'sip-files00046thm.jpg'
f56cf0d4f9327fa9cf56c6d12159799c
a15122912fbe1cba97021788bf33556555d1b0a6
describe
'333094' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZY' 'sip-files00047.jp2'
6ad251ccbddcf541705428cd6ff06d75
d3e63be1a1bfe5ce47616e23148e853f04d5ae49
'2011-08-19T20:40:00-04:00'
describe
'129801' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAATZZ' 'sip-files00047.jpg'
b5a62afe496be4f07f65915e3a4360f1
cc832ec64187e39c6784d1790fd2d763d168da29
'2011-08-19T20:47:01-04:00'
describe
'37863' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAA' 'sip-files00047.pro'
634942f5cade3b13377401ef5ec7439f
66bc34237f66a0d3aa05e7a1e4ad6b37e5a00260
'2011-08-19T20:42:25-04:00'
describe
'44653' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAB' 'sip-files00047.QC.jpg'
aa9f0a0bfb2c2bd197ac0aca8f33de9a
80da973e27a93f14d1236ba20d43df163e837408
describe
'2677824' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAC' 'sip-files00047.tif'
906f452ca41fddd57ac59543c83bd768
f8875b9283a79c64c5c1824e476d0cd10de02533
describe
'1498' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAD' 'sip-files00047.txt'
18393073e2ed7db8439e1a13473f144c
ba5d3bb37e7a0c0ff3eb256abcb5c26a690e79e4
describe
'11300' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAE' 'sip-files00047thm.jpg'
e630a924ec59372808920fa85fc2b730
ea03d1e25cb0b306a3532573960da4dfb42daec0
'2011-08-19T20:42:38-04:00'
describe
'375765' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAF' 'sip-files00048.jp2'
65546df1790c4d450348b67ddba94ba6
0d48670bacfae5a8b7f040be05ff1c399e52964a
'2011-08-19T20:44:00-04:00'
describe
'116840' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAG' 'sip-files00048.jpg'
6d6f02f57d112b394079829094911520
64342775061d324dc8ad1d2e70d37e221a62a0e4
'2011-08-19T20:44:19-04:00'
describe
'38629' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAH' 'sip-files00048.pro'
3599c66bb9f9e9ca3de83fc5751ce093
cca8b826e0093fb67ccae271478527a7a2ee7898
'2011-08-19T20:43:01-04:00'
describe
'38974' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAI' 'sip-files00048.QC.jpg'
5d6f76c57c2d68186e8caf95c2f25733
25e478cd784749e92f92f0acf2ab2167e243249c
describe
'3019376' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAJ' 'sip-files00048.tif'
9fad939b97a9b286cdc8661a0532594f
a032d89e0b0d53cc454c161a8c8b0f34b612bdb1
describe
'1518' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAK' 'sip-files00048.txt'
0013669bc2ee418f46f86a0301e925d5
a6b31998aeb1d3f7867699285e13c20d778642a8
'2011-08-19T20:41:16-04:00'
describe
'9780' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAL' 'sip-files00048thm.jpg'
d66df2182282cf3f89f844c183a6b24b
50e4593f7aa699ef81e236c6f04578c9241c93bc
describe
'344269' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAM' 'sip-files00049.jp2'
4cfb025a1415128a09948c15e35930fe
dcb2edc2340825110327a3b40010759f43e68cbf
'2011-08-19T20:44:24-04:00'
describe
'127151' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAN' 'sip-files00049.jpg'
68e90c1ade0a9b81d439478b6afa58ab
3ac596a614e981ed8b12521c6305cfa251bc096c
describe
'37366' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAO' 'sip-files00049.pro'
5224da406e3aafc63b8e3caa20ccc5de
36e6ee6ed8f5f4762e23b751c0295117c9438c96
'2011-08-19T20:46:40-04:00'
describe
'43150' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAP' 'sip-files00049.QC.jpg'
f77e19e10427c8ae305dd4558d25af98
2de992afb7098c86d8bf80c4b019c31e074513c3
describe
'2767676' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAQ' 'sip-files00049.tif'
992f618c353fea25c5039846919e9bc9
54cd03ae67d17cadf9c59f78b8fb7558dbfec9d3
describe
'1474' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAR' 'sip-files00049.txt'
05af5c18d9850cf329c9eaf06119e26f
a619d6147ca421c95e995191332e391420da0c41
'2011-08-19T20:40:45-04:00'
describe
'10534' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAS' 'sip-files00049thm.jpg'
511c17a466554c714eb92907a6608e32
f41d270966de11fb721809cfa2ef49baf24a17d9
'2011-08-19T20:40:46-04:00'
describe
'369377' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAT' 'sip-files00050.jp2'
b7201e5b39750007082ab4e9afa759f2
113efaa8c2bdf371fa76be7ef45b8d705dcf963a
'2011-08-19T20:40:03-04:00'
describe
'113369' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAU' 'sip-files00050.jpg'
3ecf7a094dc5e8bdeb3675149cdd02b8
546f9554e94ce971322f1dd9e41a6e25c4eb30a5
'2011-08-19T20:45:43-04:00'
describe
'37289' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAV' 'sip-files00050.pro'
8e8160eb271d57f2466cbe7134bc1922
35264d45002734b7aba06b7bd2017ea49c86a816
describe
'38841' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAW' 'sip-files00050.QC.jpg'
2639b0561d817f79361aba7ea56ce617
b743b003a6b37551484bf58b4401c435eb3cd8d2
'2011-08-19T20:38:59-04:00'
describe
'2968904' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAX' 'sip-files00050.tif'
a01901130efcfc1941c07464c822860b
ae00382c68dbcdcf8f93e3fc51542fe84a195399
'2011-08-19T20:39:52-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAY' 'sip-files00050.txt'
eba203d7bd00d5c65e7941d64dca1b4c
85bf79ea622258d7d1076e2cb70c132277c1a4ea
'2011-08-19T20:42:43-04:00'
describe
'9455' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUAZ' 'sip-files00050thm.jpg'
94fff24396bce93dbdc6dfca4c101727
bcc1087928e3daa194a6990df3390de616ba84ed
'2011-08-19T20:45:54-04:00'
describe
'352329' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBA' 'sip-files00051.jp2'
c74540aa8eb36e03f5dff92b99cc5f34
10712dafb15c7846947b51743dfed9a27b94fb90
describe
'128409' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBB' 'sip-files00051.jpg'
958e4168b9be19cf487616c38812ca94
5bc82e2057c367ad99eca20d56c5f1b3c7990358
describe
'40853' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBC' 'sip-files00051.pro'
aa5312b8acbf85c0fb60ec23f8a2101b
1072d22659835a198be54ee19589b6bbfa1f8259
describe
'43944' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBD' 'sip-files00051.QC.jpg'
4ae1a23497b2b8692c1b3299cceb6236
aec01625873070e2ed3e07c84e05ba3c073dc35b
describe
'2832368' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBE' 'sip-files00051.tif'
f6884dee48cf416ec06f5253d3b66328
84a2e08adb526846c40ab4dd7c80669cfb57de7d
'2011-08-19T20:46:08-04:00'
describe
'1599' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBF' 'sip-files00051.txt'
49d33f6fa7b3c0ff718af6deb5b03ddc
ea4af22718a500cf4d75094995b77b5afe4ea436
'2011-08-19T20:41:22-04:00'
describe
'10449' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBG' 'sip-files00051thm.jpg'
22d8dad4b4a6e78bc2dd512b9e530a3f
5f901c72461aaa1cfebc3298d39e1030aac64408
'2011-08-19T20:41:41-04:00'
describe
'365260' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBH' 'sip-files00052.jp2'
0475423da7f81530766db89bc71b8bc9
ce06571fa3120b4b621bd518e3229e342936ebde
'2011-08-19T20:38:09-04:00'
describe
'115346' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBI' 'sip-files00052.jpg'
195fdd68fd12b0e25daa7ad3f29f0577
2df0f27d4f031f45ecf62d1df3587eabd779c4b0
'2011-08-19T20:42:51-04:00'
describe
'38872' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBJ' 'sip-files00052.pro'
3e8036cb4347d6684f28c79d34c38b55
46af48cb48bf0a69818c49508c468c6204ee9281
describe
'39181' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBK' 'sip-files00052.QC.jpg'
3314de388707838aef20bee5f8a6b0f2
a14cf8239e62147fb3737aa1aff72c6a166b667f
'2011-08-19T20:44:48-04:00'
describe
'2935316' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBL' 'sip-files00052.tif'
29bf08aa678d6b2ef44069e7ea64a659
03900a8ee984c303d1f4b8482548dbf3acef4b14
describe
'1530' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBM' 'sip-files00052.txt'
618098e2288af26ef68ee06c8ae94c9d
b5ead33d4f9faf96adcc2b6991b093e2e1729285
describe
'9725' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBN' 'sip-files00052thm.jpg'
57684019bbdfeef53f9aa85f9cf49ee9
5adfe5f4e5ff8741a6281ae75d3f381b2a255a00
describe
'347741' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBO' 'sip-files00053.jp2'
0ad94c96bc6418cebc47544152adc2f8
4b5d758677b7535020975343ef1dc463e40af889
'2011-08-19T20:41:09-04:00'
describe
'113639' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBP' 'sip-files00053.jpg'
5f463ac017745211b2b70fb451aa6ebf
3ac6a3fc7ead12106fb2c7a3eb200c3c958fb832
'2011-08-19T20:44:38-04:00'
describe
'36426' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBQ' 'sip-files00053.pro'
0017afe2329b1b74a52e33963953f541
156fb4ee6f72329d44fbcb0c8f73f8b15d359e97
'2011-08-19T20:46:25-04:00'
describe
'38591' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBR' 'sip-files00053.QC.jpg'
5fc680edb664eed5ff1f94b41e1cc50b
f57e2c4b289275e29f2cddf7cd378db02e0c316f
'2011-08-19T20:46:32-04:00'
describe
'2795168' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBS' 'sip-files00053.tif'
ea01e435f9b4690f28bdd14588db97e1
4add3ce780ba5aaaa5f6b07a8d4e19713d69e934
'2011-08-19T20:45:44-04:00'
describe
'1444' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBT' 'sip-files00053.txt'
7d0376fbe18002507ceaf8903b154a57
12edd8cbbfa125cfa45aff68c4580f1eba8a5980
'2011-08-19T20:39:15-04:00'
describe
'9625' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBU' 'sip-files00053thm.jpg'
60a9ac313aa152e377153f2bf00de2c7
480876a7949bb59fa408087b9e2492bfd5ff0648
describe
'366957' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBV' 'sip-files00054.jp2'
977b7a429b24d445f0150db9e51a0d2b
32a1e1f8ec0a3acea57130aac123bc8e524ccedf
describe
'109068' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBW' 'sip-files00054.jpg'
51a17bb752b0eb9d6114149fbbef690c
74ac840383ddc9a19aecd9cba8c8c88b39689c03
'2011-08-19T20:39:24-04:00'
describe
'36428' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBX' 'sip-files00054.pro'
1533505e73b1fb2b6e4be52453bd90f0
6ad0ab064c9a850e6389ad28c3a79fd3c0733734
'2011-08-19T20:45:57-04:00'
describe
'36587' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBY' 'sip-files00054.QC.jpg'
14339722ed615a3af157e29b20671533
0c7be826affc296aa37ef8984a5021f71b94a63b
describe
'2949000' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUBZ' 'sip-files00054.tif'
0ae854333346bc019a69157480b52976
c2b9fda0fe082b670cf8d0d22c625f4b65e1e794
describe
'1443' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCA' 'sip-files00054.txt'
ce78f07b4f1bb43849b264f9433c06dd
0eae444f5c7b40d689654c9608156f67879656b8
describe
'9476' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCB' 'sip-files00054thm.jpg'
6f6351d143aeb83f6e0d3482dc319e3c
bfe8bfd7c0b145ede38d15a01caa670dce6cdf11
'2011-08-19T20:39:02-04:00'
describe
'332736' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCC' 'sip-files00055.jp2'
8a503cc846b082bf7cc46724315a21a8
5c1464d2cab09f80a68267227170a7dc01102661
describe
'89733' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCD' 'sip-files00055.jpg'
f30f00b4f1d82fef9e067e8fc5816d8f
afdba254059eac3dfa675a48a34130b619dcf73f
describe
'25868' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCE' 'sip-files00055.pro'
31c9674e1908d947897578d9ae31a30a
aa76cc89a7c758027caef19050421e5e4c0a82bd
'2011-08-19T20:41:33-04:00'
describe
'31390' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCF' 'sip-files00055.QC.jpg'
c77e41c85f69c264e914e56c4e14e2ba
9c78325f03a937ec667a29d49158d94b37dee4ea
'2011-08-19T20:42:11-04:00'
describe
'2673864' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCG' 'sip-files00055.tif'
eeb59e65ea48674b5738d2dc483b8f52
041e57ae6d65cd338f02ff67fe6778ca26b156a9
'2011-08-19T20:41:10-04:00'
describe
'1026' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCH' 'sip-files00055.txt'
094c5b62aed5c077f0574dcfba6ef927
5eb93791692738332a934c5355be9fd67395cece
'2011-08-19T20:41:31-04:00'
describe
'8045' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCI' 'sip-files00055thm.jpg'
549ca4fb8cd6822abf97f3b019cfc261
a2884a7d1e07100da5640b5909c930677529eea0
describe
'361867' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCJ' 'sip-files00056.jp2'
df9229e4329c20d450038d41c07c246e
aad582d503bf8c3235f2097cc704e78148c2c1b0
describe
'83984' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCK' 'sip-files00056.jpg'
a3a5cf508516e78d955b50fac8731521
438a1582ac3dea770b74127b397987d1c40663a7
describe
'27237' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCL' 'sip-files00056.pro'
d34e36d459177a9f74b89f698c65f5f8
3a54ef1696d75aa572bd269be2ce2c0f16d5ce54
describe
'29002' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCM' 'sip-files00056.QC.jpg'
606ac7088874b45ed71280cf1296fb4e
c6ebd2c310e7a332423d6a60844c00dde1d9d872
'2011-08-19T20:38:27-04:00'
describe
'2906856' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCN' 'sip-files00056.tif'
55f73a61bd27051c78d5896d9ed5ba4c
781340f72d1e94f2665ddd95aa39cb00c6baf8aa
'2011-08-19T20:41:23-04:00'
describe
'1096' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCO' 'sip-files00056.txt'
b632ab94dedf255280ecde2551aa8b57
10ff91d78eaf3fa3380a4add91aee1bec09128bf
describe
'7079' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCP' 'sip-files00056thm.jpg'
c831bb89a7ab776b969dffe0cede2373
f22a40f66c2a679d78d1ea68ba88cabe6529c632
'2011-08-19T20:43:26-04:00'
describe
'354039' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCQ' 'sip-files00057.jp2'
d0716c7c53af0e3528754c91b7ac6208
5cdeb9b39478638e98570a554549a99618b2131d
'2011-08-19T20:41:25-04:00'
describe
'121665' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCR' 'sip-files00057.jpg'
212c4a4a840d62b251b6d8747f23c416
d3ad9d7ba11a5743f283fba14107662289b5878c
describe
'39076' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCS' 'sip-files00057.pro'
c3d21ce563722b9026fe9d4dd5d1d832
2fefb30457fcd93313612b227242f37854dbfd5f
'2011-08-19T20:45:56-04:00'
describe
'42288' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCT' 'sip-files00057.QC.jpg'
7efe8c86fb476a0a5823d63abc4453f4
cd233663fa016cc12f2f1544a7eacbc576d4da4e
'2011-08-19T20:43:59-04:00'
describe
'2845984' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCU' 'sip-files00057.tif'
28328da829048ad8dfdc236eb602131f
b7e325e99a92f26743cf9c2cd864909a70729774
'2011-08-19T20:39:01-04:00'
describe
'1566' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCV' 'sip-files00057.txt'
97f5a6407fb00d9b0cce862a98f1b183
16be62d7060045777f8042c2d18d473b199c3285
describe
'10475' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCW' 'sip-files00057thm.jpg'
dd0debaa5ed398b39339d3b7cd1bbbe9
b1ba89d57f1488f3343138d6c17bb41d4c1f1c1c
'2011-08-19T20:45:15-04:00'
describe
'371591' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCX' 'sip-files00058.jp2'
9e98e88b8e84da925e58f39fdf808264
5a9a26c940b66ccc00c7a92062b2b0afd3b59d95
'2011-08-19T20:38:50-04:00'
describe
'116334' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCY' 'sip-files00058.jpg'
f08fe7e07474c563e667f29c09fe774e
84274d039ab4e677090865be8bfdd28e002be880
'2011-08-19T20:46:26-04:00'
describe
'38639' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUCZ' 'sip-files00058.pro'
5a9e63b7a51280d698745244c1894c5c
3c67b5bbf9668bab6dc47778c79353133fc0ca87
describe
'38854' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDA' 'sip-files00058.QC.jpg'
b4f1b558a9d1db5c92289b8a9e510656
c0a97c8ec0e845b1fb677882737ba615429b5bea
'2011-08-19T20:41:46-04:00'
describe
'2985808' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDB' 'sip-files00058.tif'
2cee068f0de9945128504d292edd763d
bab717b90fd7223207933d46200156dbc154aa19
describe
'1523' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDC' 'sip-files00058.txt'
74eeec2f1ffe119cbfafad2dea118b0a
c5fb8f6b67bf282925d17af5b1c9d58ca786fc53
'2011-08-19T20:40:51-04:00'
describe
'9289' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDD' 'sip-files00058thm.jpg'
cb1aaf851ceedb3c4e3b9503fd4ce4ef
09963363105c28fc74702b0454313d76f0315c44
'2011-08-19T20:41:02-04:00'
describe
'332274' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDE' 'sip-files00059.jp2'
4e781b69727dcb40c13ff23174ace330
c1d8c46c7687f423f30bcc08d92a8f4bc16aade1
'2011-08-19T20:41:07-04:00'
describe
'126440' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDF' 'sip-files00059.jpg'
3de9367c8ef3e3f638ad5d60f144594f
b0ae704bd9788b4820ebf2a6d0063ad77890b7be
describe
'36424' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDG' 'sip-files00059.pro'
db14cd0815d2c409560316cb1ee152cf
03036acdc8102b05be10289e64ee1f6709a9b6cd
describe
'43920' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDH' 'sip-files00059.QC.jpg'
82483fd74261c6505e78ed541e7ddaf9
37272b9ac5e0726f629b2cd180886bb4eb2f9428
describe
'2671588' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDI' 'sip-files00059.tif'
440bb228fbf7ed6be3b52e1f5e68e25f
13fbe1f07901bb2cc3f44197a3e9459aa2d3a559
describe
'1448' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDJ' 'sip-files00059.txt'
09579a375fdc19bc24a688e72e92f4f1
56d3a1b52e242ee65606a2253ec3c21a7dc8efa5
'2011-08-19T20:44:11-04:00'
describe
'11438' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDK' 'sip-files00059thm.jpg'
7dca12cc51b814b4704364b8185c2ec0
e8e91b7767c876e7037b591861e1cb0159c01b8e
describe
'364527' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDL' 'sip-files00060.jp2'
918d9baa880256b351e08de74efdfc17
c33bcba31dc15d8fc384ed9810b2775d6421473e
'2011-08-19T20:44:27-04:00'
describe
'113793' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDM' 'sip-files00060.jpg'
339a52996bd1893405c46a0eaaee009e
fbf18ddd749dc8b718bd5bfa8635e9abc44a2de6
describe
'36562' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDN' 'sip-files00060.pro'
d2657e66b052ee0c9148309b5dcdfe25
5f5f650011dfaeeadb354a1f526fb55185426dc6
'2011-08-19T20:44:39-04:00'
describe
'37241' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDO' 'sip-files00060.QC.jpg'
ac2bbd14ebaa60d129a261349532fe07
6e3e1424297419c7e871f0b709cb970c29af0ec3
'2011-08-19T20:41:43-04:00'
describe
'2929392' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDP' 'sip-files00060.tif'
1378a747a93fa307cca26cdfd0633db6
1b5e80fc109b2744b19c7a7273ab4caf184c77d6
'2011-08-19T20:40:07-04:00'
describe
'1455' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDQ' 'sip-files00060.txt'
77747ab6fbee1986565a2a7b5d5bd1ff
3898eb714c57beeb8379e9b00866e518924a42c6
'2011-08-19T20:41:37-04:00'
describe
'9469' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDR' 'sip-files00060thm.jpg'
ea6996a412b792d7c8bc46f335662888
4aa51184992eb88b11dd3d79f263236a1251e383
describe
'357088' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDS' 'sip-files00061.jp2'
4684533d0e8c20c2c6a0b3a165eff8ea
5d4c4a304e1f7751962c12b48ff622984d25ce05
describe
'119446' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDT' 'sip-files00061.jpg'
d8a035eb0a8dbcd6f76f773b51f9f2c1
0c50aef2052f2fce538adb0c7a05a65ad40ce71e
'2011-08-19T20:46:11-04:00'
describe
'38043' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDU' 'sip-files00061.pro'
63e928b8a9a5b3dcb118d159e9a52952
bbc09b3079b9d21dfb4ad619162528177e3f45e5
describe
'40761' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDV' 'sip-files00061.QC.jpg'
3dffc4496ebcfd7d80445eeac0f22b40
67cb7ebe1a776aff219047cc5c0bac8aed63a590
describe
'2869812' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDW' 'sip-files00061.tif'
ec522da2312982b86da7ed93ca670532
4c01ae370d886e46c638942cc166a8a0381d163b
'2011-08-19T20:41:48-04:00'
describe
'1506' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDX' 'sip-files00061.txt'
45e8953000fb02678659d23c2d8df2f5
8850d495438639ee8c6f6a6b40efb47d5e4965f0
'2011-08-19T20:43:36-04:00'
describe
'10086' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDY' 'sip-files00061thm.jpg'
b1d4611a725b21f4c85903c520604949
2f858d701d68aaca366789a8b2b89c939b1dccb7
describe
'356138' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUDZ' 'sip-files00062.jp2'
aff723ba28be40e94e9552be71025392
01ab8b02de82a6c1fea2d86c4ed85120d35e8b42
'2011-08-19T20:43:07-04:00'
describe
'113902' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUEA' 'sip-files00062.jpg'
5af3359504f727a169ad18f765e6b897
b8ffeb23a428a8cc7aa2574df1ad438634a9e01c
'2011-08-19T20:40:34-04:00'
describe
'36555' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUEB' 'sip-files00062.pro'
f2053eca7dcee307e105d4cfe8e610fa
935318353f1c21fcb82c6a6da66e9d2cd0df7027
'2011-08-19T20:43:33-04:00'
describe
'39060' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUEC' 'sip-files00062.QC.jpg'
70262409af4aa43303c6858c308e7a8d
fa3c2df9d397236a35acb4cf1e9294daa3f0d3c9
'2011-08-19T20:41:50-04:00'
describe
'2862352' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUED' 'sip-files00062.tif'
c0098df4355181e20e63bef929c9c7f2
b2dda4b9efe0eec3fe5a00b1737763d90cfa8c39
'2011-08-19T20:39:27-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUEE' 'sip-files00062.txt'
eac9dc6289b15e73b586e606fbd7953b
bb793ebb3f461274dd0e1577b6cbaff80839ea36
'2011-08-19T20:45:33-04:00'
describe
'9964' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUEF' 'sip-files00062thm.jpg'
7cd7f1f0be90be17df2b0fe88b385c0d
580262663ee79ddb1d2a8ee150f865919bf8cbb9
'2011-08-19T20:45:31-04:00'
describe
'339804' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUEG' 'sip-files00063.jp2'
14e385556ccafdd4bf7a3e5b6fb97250
98fed8541984eaa95874ca87adcdff14ec1e17f0
describe
'113267' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUEH' 'sip-files00063.jpg'
ac2f4504041f0202dfbbccd2c0860f30
c1601207f11117181b457c54900edb00366173b2
describe
'39799' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUEI' 'sip-files00063.pro'
66a672c240a66b33ab258bdee23f5488
797aa0acaec1b0db38b4bd9dc2ecb01e6d1b121e
'2011-08-19T20:41:45-04:00'
describe
'38064' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUEJ' 'sip-files00063.QC.jpg'
64f62178f32ffa6de3b285aa7192cbbc
fcf560e2ab3cfceb53f7b5712c3f50eaf3d77f91
describe
'2731276' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUEK' 'sip-files00063.tif'
6a268989bca8bc928a156348c7bb6463
edc12349befef02060c1d7a8430a3192b6818ea3
'2011-08-19T20:46:14-04:00'
describe
'1717' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUEL' 'sip-files00063.txt'
ba95b39de3a0f01e54bb8c1c2a6f24ac
a9f522f518b4196fe00baa67f7a68d2f9323c9da
describe
'9549' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUEM' 'sip-files00063thm.jpg'
39f5429215f9ceb9ee550d0120195a7a
3c662e0ae24473466f95e79638da05909f582566
'2011-08-19T20:39:31-04:00'
describe
'355844' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUEN' 'sip-files00064.jp2'
9744cb7d766c07c3c49a2d2fefc3e0e9
e31a4f18b33118c15f4ee1dccebd618ae5e08c6f
'2011-08-19T20:45:29-04:00'
describe
'101859' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUEO' 'sip-files00064.jpg'
596d3f063c5af3bd442cab0beac228e6
6cc6e5edccc59ea79223f424cb2a466b9d26f557
describe
'30991' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUEP' 'sip-files00064.pro'
40fe699899394071d58aef53d23e5bbe
1ea54e6d23f2e435dc6258dec9ef423fa3d6c733
'2011-08-19T20:43:47-04:00'
describe
'35093' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUEQ' 'sip-files00064.QC.jpg'
2650143cbe1485137f10e9f48177a655
d8c15ca95aff17ad3f820e5d437d1a1069c89624
'2011-08-19T20:45:00-04:00'
describe
'2858804' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUER' 'sip-files00064.tif'
80e7842084051bfead456459382b453e
234aeb47df8d7079d7cbcd32471f35094653ab39
'2011-08-19T20:44:42-04:00'
describe
'1239' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUES' 'sip-files00064.txt'
34549b3c4059afb3f9153cd2aa35fee3
8e58abf67c5452e0734afc63ded48c8fcfe86995
'2011-08-19T20:45:06-04:00'
describe
'8618' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUET' 'sip-files00064thm.jpg'
e22815d2c9815d9d198076b074e79af7
01c5af0e976f792063b9ece8d75eb04db518de06
'2011-08-19T20:43:20-04:00'
describe
'350894' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUEU' 'sip-files00065.jp2'
5c8bb5f0872c02b50527ac3a8f96519f
733d728fb1cd5a0514058c9082b967cf719feffc
describe
'91350' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUEV' 'sip-files00065.jpg'
e552ce831c2e1a4033f57d8b89502307
4c7a6fc2af354f2e2bf85f74417ae685167ea8d0
'2011-08-19T20:45:14-04:00'
describe
'27455' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUEW' 'sip-files00065.pro'
3b1d46e567d8ab956877db76394acefd
f5959a4ef868c20f0f0149e298f4a1c33ac01876
describe
'30777' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUEX' 'sip-files00065.QC.jpg'
989fb096b21d4421a876f46f77607e59
8676e14d0dcdf450eac392e3a0b3473cbdc80fc0
describe
'2818968' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUEY' 'sip-files00065.tif'
d9ff2e267b715e80df5989c11b2ff0e8
d9ca0e5343a283c80c1da75fc7268cafd575b834
'2011-08-19T20:43:49-04:00'
describe
'1108' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUEZ' 'sip-files00065.txt'
b9684d978df50144810c0133767b40e6
21c751909adf2fbf519b8b174a1309e63bc67a3b
'2011-08-19T20:39:39-04:00'
describe
'7694' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFA' 'sip-files00065thm.jpg'
b45972399b2678578f6cdad910668f94
82792394bb23c74b8850838c60ba94439a8d9d00
'2011-08-19T20:38:43-04:00'
describe
'365403' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFB' 'sip-files00066.jp2'
7e195126a86244bd6791266eb2667a4a
07d7ffb593d122f2997ab50c26e5816914811020
'2011-08-19T20:45:59-04:00'
describe
'114816' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFC' 'sip-files00066.jpg'
44d4825a26f3136ed29083fd2a35fd0e
2b1411e0d5e8dec35888d00d1dd779b55f788ecc
'2011-08-19T20:46:38-04:00'
describe
'38576' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFD' 'sip-files00066.pro'
b73190e895c1c061b46d075ae1b73619
08d5998ed11a4cc6a7f3e29274c6f38c8b75e7c8
describe
'38154' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFE' 'sip-files00066.QC.jpg'
02c14de51b898c03a14868dbb0e0bc25
12de15efa7744010d3e7e1cf52f3097d865d17cc
'2011-08-19T20:43:19-04:00'
describe
'2936844' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFF' 'sip-files00066.tif'
484de8886628868d397a613cda71935f
eac36d12033be700eeff85e3ac8b76e6046600c7
describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFG' 'sip-files00066.txt'
d8d52f6a28e32d3de4d60f65dbc8d32b
35a8166ab166775c887b293bf044c4c8289fa539
describe
'9449' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFH' 'sip-files00066thm.jpg'
0795f8262b4f34f9325e5a62cc95aa2c
0201453f47ec68a84f5f7f995de5b6b4b700efaf
describe
'348449' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFI' 'sip-files00067.jp2'
2398179d36de49495dc155f79429a1e1
c4c408eae9b8fc4adf7d37afa5865af7d8e189b7
'2011-08-19T20:44:21-04:00'
describe
'124587' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFJ' 'sip-files00067.jpg'
084ab188b3996b916b112d1fe90a977f
fa419db893f4d98de523af9a51e0a91c0df8f5dd
describe
'39035' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFK' 'sip-files00067.pro'
9f3903b1783e4fb8b4487cf1d55b68d3
2a18859d8f21a925c8f442f369e21db0f3e327b8
'2011-08-19T20:45:02-04:00'
describe
'42788' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFL' 'sip-files00067.QC.jpg'
7805681af4efad60f79c530746cbd600
d7338400106368230531e7321ecdc18e4676aac7
describe
'2801516' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFM' 'sip-files00067.tif'
c8af71fcf2ac3de5d3f967d66b17857a
af7c138be0913a96537137964dc2306e18ed6a86
'2011-08-19T20:46:05-04:00'
describe
'1545' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFN' 'sip-files00067.txt'
0f202db6be46a58bf940fda12a7e52f9
0db6385ac9f4cc4737590f9b0aa6c467b33af545
describe
'10332' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFO' 'sip-files00067thm.jpg'
316812bdced5e2ca9037ee96dc49ccc7
3502307990026abacc8fc4241f315985b085117d
'2011-08-19T20:41:35-04:00'
describe
'376467' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFP' 'sip-files00068.jp2'
efffdf0d3584d6ab4804a55105d8764b
2bccfcad544288df0a0d53a8d95a326e7b41d931
'2011-08-19T20:38:10-04:00'
describe
'114505' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFQ' 'sip-files00068.jpg'
513f98241f091df9e7eb26b72fbc1c31
203d506a47916ad181be78d2d44d1f88bf338101
'2011-08-19T20:43:41-04:00'
describe
'38201' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFR' 'sip-files00068.pro'
28367a6ec622249bf891dc48c50046cc
fc168f58ace5db40ec2e447c26ecf88ac045b1c4
describe
'37578' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFS' 'sip-files00068.QC.jpg'
d37c39a0a3ca2c3456a1726fbff5772c
01065ebedcf8635a690addb1258c2e202c5f759e
describe
'3024640' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFT' 'sip-files00068.tif'
3a2640a1b053849daca889635726d8f7
e6fd180eeaffc31a111fed0368f1d6ab2e4acced
'2011-08-19T20:43:17-04:00'
describe
'1543' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFU' 'sip-files00068.txt'
e64edbee11ce04671391c5495da2f5dc
81d379bf0ff7cc5343161191029f0cdf4c563a47
describe
'9500' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFV' 'sip-files00068thm.jpg'
ce32c4a144b94b88db4403b3d64f1894
563fbc2f9038b98ad3c30f34fc5d685e49ec1e3c
'2011-08-19T20:44:28-04:00'
describe
'356610' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFW' 'sip-files00069.jp2'
9a1acbf307f569e7379839e41754e455
b31a5540d2e196c8b0c1dba01537ed04275a5796
describe
'120996' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFX' 'sip-files00069.jpg'
54241e9bc99e8423e3b286240ad85e1e
284ec580fd6f31ccd9dce47077f3c20f3bb689dc
'2011-08-19T20:38:39-04:00'
describe
'37962' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFY' 'sip-files00069.pro'
796f103b4b32c18a65b85821b2d9ee2c
05232b7eb3924aee4409deb72d879b803c81f9c4
describe
'42834' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUFZ' 'sip-files00069.QC.jpg'
a34b50dfecc75fdb5d91d89bb1e5e14c
5af91575e6783057597e2ef56a5d6240a04c4bb0
describe
'2865856' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGA' 'sip-files00069.tif'
a82d6f6ff75a8f1c08181e3c8e35b041
3b01e5bdf9a129def678e4101ff6aa3738919725
'2011-08-19T20:43:52-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGB' 'sip-files00069.txt'
f24e788c5f143f5eb978baa45691cf17
150f10f6fca15d46a7618461b1cb4f0159294ab1
'2011-08-19T20:44:01-04:00'
describe
'10371' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGC' 'sip-files00069thm.jpg'
7bb3386eeff7475c2bd0a1a4f4b481db
d251cd7381206a394cc761e6c8f96c489f29cd8a
'2011-08-19T20:40:04-04:00'
describe
'357928' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGD' 'sip-files00070.jp2'
819fcff309ee043f61755583cc93dfd1
d16a3953dee338a6c6cb1fe191519f0bc949b013
describe
'110746' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGE' 'sip-files00070.jpg'
0c37692a4f0352c2a55192f3a265f54d
185fecb0f75736ce4b171d19e7f3257b105de03c
describe
'38220' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGF' 'sip-files00070.pro'
0ee2ffabd0e10f1295d5d484f387e2a6
d963a8ef4e72438d28e67d9328b144221a14098b
describe
'36465' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGG' 'sip-files00070.QC.jpg'
597b9f52f041527736a7b26ad0469898
a7241b50d6ae1a7ec0a57e2dd0b90e1f77e1c8d8
describe
'2876184' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGH' 'sip-files00070.tif'
f5c16f4b31ee56fb9feb7aaa027b1fde
503f6bfa08dfa9d8aad566953f89dcb12d1aab97
describe
'1584' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGI' 'sip-files00070.txt'
36fd298fce8496401b4b024524c54926
e2d618fafcd839f93a45fdf0f6f94ba2561005ec
describe
'9117' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGJ' 'sip-files00070thm.jpg'
94474a37bdc090575fc041b3bdc4486d
469a1ad9b14a4d47317d4147f0e78b6b33ef9a4c
describe
'337718' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGK' 'sip-files00071.jp2'
c86b91e82f6c799860a8ca7214f157ea
b8c6b8d5fa39e70131f0e8a3e0ea865e8ab485e7
describe
'130041' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGL' 'sip-files00071.jpg'
9bc43025c449ad35b374de27b1a2aea7
e86645e8f806cf5daa000578066a5464feeb2f59
'2011-08-19T20:39:30-04:00'
describe
'39542' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGM' 'sip-files00071.pro'
39265eeb488d8e0af6598d31c74aaa8a
1c9d84a13b66645778e9286a0601b9621fba0895
describe
'45444' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGN' 'sip-files00071.QC.jpg'
64f0a6560f20affe697ecb6c76103625
8f8a932e1eb2ae301e9428da12482876653f7cf0
'2011-08-19T20:42:03-04:00'
describe
'2715068' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGO' 'sip-files00071.tif'
469d1b7a83ed61f78dcfae19288178c1
afb2ba29718e164f29d21724f118021fe3091768
'2011-08-19T20:38:36-04:00'
describe
'1563' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGP' 'sip-files00071.txt'
6f712bfa158bb3783f047975c2b9355a
b527cbc05c9a37bf98012299b4d0d9c0cbb64348
describe
'11239' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGQ' 'sip-files00071thm.jpg'
492b81534680b7f2d1fe6c5f4a3cf917
98808fdf71b1a1470f34d294c88b5ac70e12f39f
'2011-08-19T20:38:19-04:00'
describe
'351375' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGR' 'sip-files00072.jp2'
5937f40e2ca9585da93e06234cb84f0b
745bc4bee157aa8e6a78c686d80216ebef344f1e
'2011-08-19T20:44:29-04:00'
describe
'127366' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGS' 'sip-files00072.jpg'
5d5a51adb1be80a9b57ee197009d5134
bc718540985d311925ba743cda5f6045d1f53af9
describe
'41953' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGT' 'sip-files00072.pro'
ab676bbb7c5d4b591dff7afc21d72ea7
26ae5c8e8e38231db5b4880530a3cedca52ccea5
describe
'41901' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGU' 'sip-files00072.QC.jpg'
99e4bc783cf988d171f93f00390b969f
050191d1094ebc8393e1868a0b154c732c1dfd0a
describe
'2824704' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGV' 'sip-files00072.tif'
5c8dcc728a1d7cac0fcb1eb715121206
6527bbd8e21f455ccd3bc8ef483bfc6f442031b7
'2011-08-19T20:40:41-04:00'
describe
'1660' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGW' 'sip-files00072.txt'
3a0caa75e29a4cc4888421daeb59d739
d87c04e9f1c8d330a55cac270cc082395b61667c
'2011-08-19T20:41:21-04:00'
describe
'10268' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGX' 'sip-files00072thm.jpg'
e8388b8a79d35201c90dca1cffde7dc1
80ab275ec6398793882f3bcffa55061325aa6f81
describe
'337062' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGY' 'sip-files00073.jp2'
d77131aadd9d55ff46cf8e38382eb71e
f871780ec928a97b91af261c30fd28f151c8b830
describe
'129638' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUGZ' 'sip-files00073.jpg'
1c05e625919db424c69e818cf714f427
80c9cdb0fa906d792f4bea011b8c4d3e3409aa5f
describe
'38690' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHA' 'sip-files00073.pro'
19b33a2a37e294dd14c2549a0d20de3a
87d147d736f8273bb850909ebaedd0c7d802e773
describe
'44790' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHB' 'sip-files00073.QC.jpg'
7ab5079a51d01f2575b5e7ad9fe913be
787db76b82dd3aa7d79caac6452396d5d1f7cf10
'2011-08-19T20:44:20-04:00'
describe
'2709440' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHC' 'sip-files00073.tif'
10783ce113ab4691ab6db6bd50bfed80
f14a0f693223064a2378e576b7d863e145079015
'2011-08-19T20:42:07-04:00'
describe
'1553' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHD' 'sip-files00073.txt'
b832a97d8c90d837cf188d5004e94e94
0472e1b7c7660cefd7cf6da5a94da52033f56510
describe
'11698' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHE' 'sip-files00073thm.jpg'
137587bdcac8ecd69ee48e56b84cb5a8
851afc2295d9a62b21652e2fadaac8dc56699f00
'2011-08-19T20:41:44-04:00'
describe
'387372' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHF' 'sip-files00074.jp2'
5f70561258da8c7a4435e56d0b597b7b
8b5dfb4d9725cd6b86cdcf968c418c90d78a2161
describe
'106277' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHG' 'sip-files00074.jpg'
0410f294944dbe4359f589239e08bb0b
65edb73753f6835d562ad2730ce58e520bc5a49e
describe
'37099' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHH' 'sip-files00074.pro'
a5ad3bee43c79abf74bf5bdb15dbbe2b
56ad37d6781006b8721597cdabfa94e97914eb36
describe
'35166' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHI' 'sip-files00074.QC.jpg'
8b999668a50bb4c84b56c648ce54bee8
458aa251747f87925aad428121c83a8b4a487909
describe
'3112144' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHJ' 'sip-files00074.tif'
a8eca81f74fa2f1da8dec67ed94d270b
381949f28fdd2d441e3f97bb513020f7ddd33fa0
describe
'1487' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHK' 'sip-files00074.txt'
8207c4695907bf65db85bf8f44ab5d28
55a029f57ffd4dcc630d983355554ea1e54715a7
'2011-08-19T20:39:10-04:00'
describe
'8832' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHL' 'sip-files00074thm.jpg'
f5168a0378c693ee8fb6863c1ea74c6b
90f662ff26e79ef27c4fc52992728e00c0b88274
'2011-08-19T20:46:28-04:00'
describe
'354430' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHM' 'sip-files00075.jp2'
0b5f9abc9b3a79b659acdc4e05079676
9b1f2d0905aa2d5df09f774cd8ef2f38fa9dc568
describe
'63945' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHN' 'sip-files00075.jpg'
0b838f5ad998112a3d2338e95de83bce
5527a920eb03b6f10ebaf5b0d77a381d1b9a719f
'2011-08-19T20:40:09-04:00'
describe
'17516' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHO' 'sip-files00075.pro'
c4c8e76237d2016c866f2fe1a8167c90
ce7cec00011617728cc05791d0367e975aba8f78
describe
'20946' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHP' 'sip-files00075.QC.jpg'
6bec88a43a81a67b2f8b6cdaa83c372f
62e8b1ba93487f5d6091bf16b7053b9fab901409
describe
'2846080' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHQ' 'sip-files00075.tif'
7798dc311fe339d02b58f7029831b3cc
decb91cd88a2249d6f6a96d39e3ce37f5b578209
'2011-08-19T20:45:09-04:00'
describe
'718' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHR' 'sip-files00075.txt'
6e0ef884ce3495c85cad79b66a900d1e
8612b927062f7c519e310a84527d60bd1ec9b8c7
'2011-08-19T20:44:05-04:00'
describe
'5441' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHS' 'sip-files00075thm.jpg'
ceed404f4628fff9b4536710eea20817
ca786c3a80d7d8a96db85c947215b6855d873b62
'2011-08-19T20:43:37-04:00'
describe
'357906' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHT' 'sip-files00076.jp2'
cc61dc1589de1a3df5b97002a41863c0
6612966597a4eb65ae41beb37295736c5aad19cf
'2011-08-19T20:43:53-04:00'
describe
'86546' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHU' 'sip-files00076.jpg'
3a940199b19692ff2c85f550fe5733b7
5c66ebe5a132bbe9716a6d65ddc1d3f53513843e
'2011-08-19T20:38:46-04:00'
describe
'27138' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHV' 'sip-files00076.pro'
f9afee009969aadef7c089312fc805ac
98541cb83db2d0cc5f8a3eea8d2e3d50fbeae86f
'2011-08-19T20:39:29-04:00'
describe
'29741' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHW' 'sip-files00076.QC.jpg'
0ae0a6da1c6afff779a42a7e0d22185d
6ab06f5b78e8897d36ecf3458149b3c79e6be25e
describe
'2875600' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHX' 'sip-files00076.tif'
83eea54a485d938a2a45f239f13fd3b3
7d04873e7816cfef6502c24ec2fafb16d647ca96
'2011-08-19T20:44:23-04:00'
describe
'1099' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHY' 'sip-files00076.txt'
52fee94251e084273e0b223a69ce1e6c
58ce45b5fd567072fec81bc1d419b466efa85031
'2011-08-19T20:43:12-04:00'
describe
'7470' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUHZ' 'sip-files00076thm.jpg'
20fe9f1587a94dc4c27daf89195ce621
80184e49a08eb2845b78009bcf81cd139c91d81d
describe
'346312' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUIA' 'sip-files00077.jp2'
d3b8f79c8a3e2343ebe29af9b4556e02
72a6387e681cce9d0c9fd7a1048c5a56334d03de
describe
'116169' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUIB' 'sip-files00077.jpg'
46d860ce4d61cdb22565c7f6b2c33be7
0d09ce5099d7691bf3b31bb2de0da42cee095f55
'2011-08-19T20:43:45-04:00'
describe
'36475' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUIC' 'sip-files00077.pro'
7f1fee80a0ca0e6edf09d4638e8d1be8
6d65c2479ab7e44bb033957992185c769899a62e
describe
'39958' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUID' 'sip-files00077.QC.jpg'
1d111306029524c4a12a26b0037e6eb6
b49f7d69e4b69804bf7f966c956fc9d25c8c4a8f
'2011-08-19T20:40:32-04:00'
describe
'2783412' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUIE' 'sip-files00077.tif'
93fb21d3f661c9dbab9cac55d7bc40b2
b84587fec2732c6a6e46d1d155f0add69946541e
'2011-08-19T20:44:35-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUIF' 'sip-files00077.txt'
485cc9ba4e1b427dc7d94fad7572e34a
8bec0dd787afffea602f8217034e53831799bcad
'2011-08-19T20:43:10-04:00'
describe
'9763' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUIG' 'sip-files00077thm.jpg'
306a1da7b63bb5a82216ecef86bd18f7
7e63df369a6f4c8a422c0e3d66ad01251fedc4b4
'2011-08-19T20:45:11-04:00'
describe
'355754' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUIH' 'sip-files00078.jp2'
f8698e28ff0aefce3240a1695a48521f
e13ee0c9bd6ba01140fd2cc650815e01e919b27a
describe
'115896' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUII' 'sip-files00078.jpg'
92c4db98ceab89cb434634347147efa4
1d8b84d2e30560e9c6147378d65c59a4a1406ef2
'2011-08-19T20:45:45-04:00'
describe
'39075' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUIJ' 'sip-files00078.pro'
a2e5cd584f3fbc757b06195cb04a1dfc
c40dd8ce56afefa1989548efe658f5aa39240b1b
describe
'39825' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUIK' 'sip-files00078.QC.jpg'
13ba99765c15b927a25c1a90cc964bcd
e5c4b360f6b9cf72e9c9e5ed7aa00f17c05a605c
describe
'2859256' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUIL' 'sip-files00078.tif'
743067ffbb84d2d1ea39c3be6a4f1e08
799f8c78c42c29556fc1f968ea4be2b288cd4302
'2011-08-19T20:45:36-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUIM' 'sip-files00078.txt'
fb98e15c95efcf4577ab79380354fcd9
ece243662443d29165caddf50d9b6d3e26e1425c
describe
'9769' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUIN' 'sip-files00078thm.jpg'
d973ccc87ec25e6ae51321bfb076ed23
567cb643218db0a3b69bff733eb3414ca2806af7
'2011-08-19T20:40:29-04:00'
describe
'360449' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUIO' 'sip-files00079.jp2'
2ab98956dbb6c2731283685998889db8
0a3b2de1c5dda729b9ea27a02b1f043e7df7f589
describe
'120823' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUIP' 'sip-files00079.jpg'
598030f0d1a6f39abc58a743352b0bad
3a20fb1e3c6cf64b950f709982f0b516cbacf697
describe
'39536' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUIQ' 'sip-files00079.pro'
63ee786c23e2ba9fa960b3e133499982
cb02ae1d7d9260bf01a5f627ee2610789bfd0f5f
describe
'41169' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUIR' 'sip-files00079.QC.jpg'
a5e5c83c88792ef189afcaecd7644c5c
1771eda606aebcba2b6ac6d46576bdb5a611cac8
describe
'2896732' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUIS' 'sip-files00079.tif'
a47696ac943641fee1be88e7a7cf62cc
bf2bda53dd3661b99b37e98e37e415e9bcdfa60e
describe
'1551' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUIT' 'sip-files00079.txt'
f65409f640582db0bc49be762cfac5dc
2d3b890b56cc981a25cf068983cd6fbbf1cba0cc
'2011-08-19T20:38:40-04:00'
describe
'9939' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUIU' 'sip-files00079thm.jpg'
ee2e5e5ad32fdf2a956b7ca1b773af15
5ff86aa03c96130dcfe994d5e5bc7198ed4f5688
describe
'355087' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUIV' 'sip-files00080.jp2'
5bd949a5207c6ad310f41540039c7266
a8f55b286182a99ce8885c8e3061b4b4b9acf837
describe
'118255' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUIW' 'sip-files00080.jpg'
9f26deacf76dfc51829fe9823b2494c3
4223d9422962c77a4651bb916cbffb105e7f7146
'2011-08-19T20:45:34-04:00'
describe
'37048' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUIX' 'sip-files00080.pro'
d356f6d0acda33448fed787869182358
5dcb703f22659009edaaaa0fe430f0c433430be5
'2011-08-19T20:44:10-04:00'
describe
'40647' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUIY' 'sip-files00080.QC.jpg'
2da8f504cbbeda47642469621e761f08
38d4576fc1f214195c243127689a705d19347449
describe
'2853852' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUIZ' 'sip-files00080.tif'
fa034e851c2f04a2aef38b320d64f734
193991f588dc12a1d2481c309f7e99992a8f55e8
'2011-08-19T20:43:23-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJA' 'sip-files00080.txt'
00ae034d7fe265d3a9c6b817a100b2ce
d77b661258405e6d5c0fecadcdfaf42e95c367c9
describe
'9888' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJB' 'sip-files00080thm.jpg'
5c127a98577a4357a0f29ddabed648be
4996668923d9d51178098891d95e85333fab5906
describe
'365565' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJC' 'sip-files00081.jp2'
c77a5d2e8017cd77f0f72e32fe9a4b0a
2cfb5ae2d7b9a47138f4011984f6293e60e6bbfa
'2011-08-19T20:38:17-04:00'
describe
'116530' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJD' 'sip-files00081.jpg'
a8f47b144322b9721c3e8645c2105425
ce94467f6ee232ebcc96e5b654d1240cc4e6dfc7
describe
'38480' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJE' 'sip-files00081.pro'
b2fb508d558d28c86f85d572c1ed8f9c
865520c6e3d4f9cd72c8679fb672e423b527ac0f
describe
'39016' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJF' 'sip-files00081.QC.jpg'
51de70261a19e87bbc62506b55961e15
f55b4429519508f433106abd2663b8cad6c022f3
'2011-08-19T20:44:14-04:00'
describe
'2938244' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJG' 'sip-files00081.tif'
9744d67335c8034246646394672874b1
f929ca3f8c4703361f74cc76ebfb28ccb571abe2
describe
'1515' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJH' 'sip-files00081.txt'
bae490bf0616d3c64efadf3413cf9f9e
1d700dfeb37314e7ad1f5a5a2c9b61d22af392e3
'2011-08-19T20:40:25-04:00'
describe
'9985' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJI' 'sip-files00081thm.jpg'
ac23417cf359b7c88cee1f1c4f03103f
7ac0801122a9340aad5027ad5011f2f07039518b
describe
'356329' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJJ' 'sip-files00082.jp2'
dbcca5f7dcdc1d7bb27681a3c9460e13
1c1c0bef09f580d67146c7118eddfaace2d57558
'2011-08-19T20:45:25-04:00'
describe
'115867' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJK' 'sip-files00082.jpg'
98d6c4ec0db3f4b10395c85ceba7a786
98c38ebd522649e1b5c95a8d863de0a3631fc5d7
'2011-08-19T20:44:33-04:00'
describe
'38105' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJL' 'sip-files00082.pro'
38e8e4408adff22cacbda055bfcc0c00
ba5efeb7f67b370599bef908025ed61a2aadd740
'2011-08-19T20:40:05-04:00'
describe
'37598' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJM' 'sip-files00082.QC.jpg'
9c0199df5b8a6aaa7e501e684b481d34
a010e13ec482da8e8c2427d8e8a8d2443b794ffd
describe
'2863592' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJN' 'sip-files00082.tif'
2bf66a356937d169da2c7da8e270abed
f0304af13d76b1b85dfa24b25f6b111f36fbca5d
'2011-08-19T20:38:18-04:00'
describe
'1503' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJO' 'sip-files00082.txt'
484dd777a3688ca6559065082c2800fd
357db675aa46cf33868d1b2044a7a1103a670c23
'2011-08-19T20:46:16-04:00'
describe
'9402' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJP' 'sip-files00082thm.jpg'
a1b6084c94a36385e52e54a92a45df94
5ff5a814908c4828a674ed0efdde6888dad5df8a
'2011-08-19T20:43:21-04:00'
describe
'350182' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJQ' 'sip-files00083.jp2'
a5ae5d160862e9738c71bf2de87f5cbc
ae08fa846637a18fde9bc3c1348ce00cfed39900
describe
'114499' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJR' 'sip-files00083.jpg'
bd8db396bb1e0d70a3f682e739618ae5
2690f41e98b209169018eab18c0e2d0e623c8e42
'2011-08-19T20:39:46-04:00'
describe
'35450' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJS' 'sip-files00083.pro'
b659077306ef2dcf30a054000cbd7558
c91a555a58454fa586a2ea08ef20f12259fa4488
describe
'38481' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJT' 'sip-files00083.QC.jpg'
ae9cc7d8db5cdf50d9404df5cbe3b05f
707e5f28b3eb0f52341ebb49000571e3e79e26ca
'2011-08-19T20:45:10-04:00'
describe
'2814396' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJU' 'sip-files00083.tif'
000e4306fd9f4d55d6ce57373869bae1
61b69b5e5d33f47d413a0a6b71ab904626da3454
describe
'1411' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJV' 'sip-files00083.txt'
8dd52c8a2d100b90558349073bf45e09
89490a8abc5032005ed73dcfe827d11a58a68c22
describe
'9864' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJW' 'sip-files00083thm.jpg'
a3d5638157cfd364c0c43a04654b36d8
13301338e974b51992afc04c6490fc57261d888d
describe
'367056' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJX' 'sip-files00084.jp2'
d08681d0f24a9616e3efb6aa31134420
345c3058f4dfe02c77b04c85235088c04a6d814b
describe
'117346' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJY' 'sip-files00084.jpg'
fbbd805514d98e83d93f9d862e377897
8b856e994bf2fd32cac83f595b07ecfa53d711b2
'2011-08-19T20:39:28-04:00'
describe
'38816' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUJZ' 'sip-files00084.pro'
87dea0748d296abf85e8a775d468486b
f56a3a39de3c93d7ec115a7bab9a3199f8233e81
describe
'39080' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKA' 'sip-files00084.QC.jpg'
9971e988319c1c811f507048989246ad
0e0846c462aaee14f0e5f2bc52956f640b201e19
'2011-08-19T20:44:13-04:00'
describe
'2950592' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKB' 'sip-files00084.tif'
09dc41f8d0786a9acdf82f24c497dde7
eb624bd3f6db1b0fcf140794ad7a4a7b23420a23
describe
'1526' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKC' 'sip-files00084.txt'
0a061c3bf05a739fb220efa84198ec1b
7220e9b113da77766e84e8d45b7f351b2d5bbca4
describe
'9851' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKD' 'sip-files00084thm.jpg'
e3cda308cd119c5114d8700953e3a76e
a3b3a3dac5d5b7e7ee955c6bdf92f0b2143cab90
describe
'361148' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKE' 'sip-files00085.jp2'
4d2a44e48d5ab598fab5eeb59d78f027
65b38559798efcdf4ca6359dd358018be7376057
describe
'112230' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKF' 'sip-files00085.jpg'
2e64414022f3497346c4be2675d49976
98f10a5640a962d6b4e8466a6564d863be10c955
describe
'35413' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKG' 'sip-files00085.pro'
eeea2238ea2b3efdd6dabb0af2898e81
5fd139df9422fc5067188feedb788e90f38d600e
describe
'38270' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKH' 'sip-files00085.QC.jpg'
9897da6a53e8f808a4e885af2c7c3a73
6ac03bc820b4448db6b955f441e8a5c4b720970c
'2011-08-19T20:42:04-04:00'
describe
'2902072' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKI' 'sip-files00085.tif'
10abe4d5840d95e68a0d705af22c43e2
0bde2463a23e8eda124f998dfd2d35ee29015020
'2011-08-19T20:39:56-04:00'
describe
'1407' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKJ' 'sip-files00085.txt'
d6fcbffa05036ce5c3b35a8642102ec6
92e91bec82ba28d184985a00e1eedea4f6fc2ee4
describe
'9804' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKK' 'sip-files00085thm.jpg'
5399ac6b69941bc0f0d984b894b1e76f
c0404ab6d2bc7dc96aadef5576622b7b0223e544
'2011-08-19T20:43:42-04:00'
describe
'363133' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKL' 'sip-files00086.jp2'
823c29c7a6cf0d7354b1acc258fa9608
8449496026259155661eb08c4c509d44cec43529
describe
'107074' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKM' 'sip-files00086.jpg'
69da265cf79c3d44d8559c5f5cd47dfb
a533d49960972f07d1c00c719c0e4a32013a3a28
'2011-08-19T20:38:07-04:00'
describe
'34520' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKN' 'sip-files00086.pro'
b6a58afb9a3f4b0947e7f4587c0355fd
f97b985ff0e79b69d789922caf79da919f705eb6
'2011-08-19T20:45:51-04:00'
describe
'35390' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKO' 'sip-files00086.QC.jpg'
ea863a2f13b4149a488f4cef82c0bcb8
bfce850f0aeb7c696079f8e3649f649a0dd5f0e4
'2011-08-19T20:40:59-04:00'
describe
'2918612' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKP' 'sip-files00086.tif'
2181bd3ab911a9803da5cb7144b1abdb
f407c9391e2a76f8c4656f25e4a9b6d0d0c5d92e
describe
'1369' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKQ' 'sip-files00086.txt'
34ee5f85f6672e97a8a850b6f8e8da3d
0a2597f42770d0963007eb79a6db412a5b510f3b
'2011-08-19T20:43:25-04:00'
describe
'9057' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKR' 'sip-files00086thm.jpg'
e6a826259cea150ae09dd81abefaa207
2f61201ba9d598f0f557271e77fc3ad73a3da8a2
describe
'366296' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKS' 'sip-files00087.jp2'
36470f33ef593955b43fce342cfd7816
7b049d0ff7e9a89e361aa831c8914901c6d69633
'2011-08-19T20:44:50-04:00'
describe
'87822' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKT' 'sip-files00087.jpg'
0bf6c51431d13d87f866f0115b5725be
2315ee465890d3bd86b0731be98fb203fc3a7635
'2011-08-19T20:42:12-04:00'
describe
'27602' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKU' 'sip-files00087.pro'
863d1173d5682be7aa6a7de944ae7895
843222947d61e767200bac40f3626fef4d78df06
describe
'29618' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKV' 'sip-files00087.QC.jpg'
7761e7cf03767d85293cef19b03207a9
6cdb70c5f61a7eb326e316704b6ce878cf2ea89e
describe
'2942384' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKW' 'sip-files00087.tif'
0c63b2b0bd5511824214a350bab49995
0925b5686827cac5c72cd5d7efe00d363e2d957c
'2011-08-19T20:44:34-04:00'
describe
'1115' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKX' 'sip-files00087.txt'
597a4f7ba656b95cf5b899e9b3cf5686
065d8a906ee65e47ddab35e3a608434b27f32d54
'2011-08-19T20:45:13-04:00'
describe
'7200' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKY' 'sip-files00087thm.jpg'
f7967a1727da251222f3f116bdf9190a
d5ea02ce97c89eea6d53fd4e358113344853e515
describe
'361146' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUKZ' 'sip-files00088.jp2'
96b6327c9a12278162f9d94e4405bdb7
a670351dc95f861b71a828058222e977d5f8ac2d
describe
'114067' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULA' 'sip-files00088.jpg'
93d965cfa8c8bd82bd03ac52db2aa88a
4b400c512b26ebf9d2d9e326faea33848f8cd7da
describe
'36977' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULB' 'sip-files00088.pro'
fe0d9cf6c48334146ce04edfc9124b45
c1155ad09e277d03cc475ebe9545f0e210df756a
describe
'38255' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULC' 'sip-files00088.QC.jpg'
5b579f78762c1dd459bac3db096fda60
fdc3d7da8ee48f53713feac55b36798f5fb384ef
'2011-08-19T20:42:27-04:00'
describe
'2902376' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULD' 'sip-files00088.tif'
b46b417adbb2d295eebd43ff483811d1
adc15d5d4509ef881f340dd34e806cc60d928f33
describe
'1457' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULE' 'sip-files00088.txt'
b65443e7b6ab08fe308e2d347bb05ef9
6e58a421b62830ea3540ba2dadc0a9a4fd70b070
'2011-08-19T20:43:08-04:00'
describe
'9709' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULF' 'sip-files00088thm.jpg'
0ae8cd67cc3aea82678a9b1370f8e84b
9467e4f9c7ee5af9474c480350df884fa884a41a
'2011-08-19T20:42:41-04:00'
describe
'345604' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULG' 'sip-files00089.jp2'
5b00ca0c67c9bf71979edebb521c8d6f
9fa66352ec06eb72c4b2890996ab9f8f6ed07cbd
describe
'126415' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULH' 'sip-files00089.jpg'
348d35c76809013a7dd250c5fd90375b
3fea191a2569d5c6085de5c54f78d21b5f17963f
'2011-08-19T20:46:31-04:00'
describe
'38777' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULI' 'sip-files00089.pro'
096a3cd80f376b20f2d0eae0275cbe10
f2dd14df1428a2d0ce3e6ce8d716e2a026833d0f
'2011-08-19T20:41:42-04:00'
describe
'42307' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULJ' 'sip-files00089.QC.jpg'
1aa7a7675b73bde68d0be2b0098ac8fe
4c5ea93e0d356d40d7623a55f78212356e4e1b97
'2011-08-19T20:43:13-04:00'
describe
'2778836' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULK' 'sip-files00089.tif'
4f99d5e4bfc997d13625f1a305806096
f035bdacf1f0ab061a9d5c369be1df180764baa2
describe
'1556' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULL' 'sip-files00089.txt'
f48f6339934522023ec40fb30ac442ac
381bc68c4a99eeb29fc2b338504a6e6eb5490ad8
'2011-08-19T20:46:41-04:00'
describe
'10589' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULM' 'sip-files00089thm.jpg'
ff6ca5c7862f82db0932a459e9e9ef1a
b708c6f35f94294f5dee64bcbbff7e85dd66c2b3
describe
'365429' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULN' 'sip-files00090.jp2'
93011d0bccbc3ad8ef6012d0d0775ef3
7114ea316a9a66788e495ef6a7eca19246686e40
'2011-08-19T20:44:15-04:00'
describe
'116573' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULO' 'sip-files00090.jpg'
f54b821a8691710edcb9a5eec8798a44
c2ca582d3166671a5687f3c57da25dbb31f10c48
describe
'38663' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULP' 'sip-files00090.pro'
4ecbb5cbe7dd170c22a44c6d10fe771d
2495ba6513a659df83e9dee2bd1663947b80dd79
'2011-08-19T20:41:03-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULQ' 'sip-files00090.QC.jpg'
f0615f324ff6362f84d27452fc0de82b
2b717ec0cad676999865c9e0c96bb56e4bdba4f7
describe
'2937292' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULR' 'sip-files00090.tif'
0d996d76eb9d375de96ef8fab44c6681
1613729795f4eb3431b6cd6eca5df443663dc267
describe
'1538' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULS' 'sip-files00090.txt'
7acc180241ec93d20064bf9197c2c3fa
061c13a87878036892a1d55d969e24512012bbfa
describe
'9846' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULT' 'sip-files00090thm.jpg'
926231f482fba6d34c0094abf5fd4699
5a99cf3331d035f4db6c1ab390560db8c661d96a
describe
'356781' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULU' 'sip-files00091.jp2'
03e60ae437f7f15a52781927157531cf
33ca8f93a4187721931aac489b75eb624378ce0c
describe
'122770' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULV' 'sip-files00091.jpg'
feb5065a774af18ec80e0a4df244832c
65be4d78e74798a26b74af1d8cfd133e69b5a1a4
describe
'38654' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULW' 'sip-files00091.pro'
984b1e252b1459fef1d2570ca5edc8e1
76c444be8fd45733d04a4e3d8d567b0372b38920
describe
'42041' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULX' 'sip-files00091.QC.jpg'
266b4f6476ed5fe9fdf70ffb48c851c6
b77bc5f9d718e235b76f511e511d6758baf652fd
describe
'2867888' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULY' 'sip-files00091.tif'
857363ba93d46bda71b17035bfd15742
d22497bf1ddf224e2678242569b242d6beb5677c
'2011-08-19T20:41:36-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAULZ' 'sip-files00091.txt'
d963268acdae569b5d77870fe2878391
ea76821cf5633507d5a65639d4a801639532779a
'2011-08-19T20:46:22-04:00'
describe
'10252' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUMA' 'sip-files00091thm.jpg'
21a916e046575fd0f8878a5da8c58a32
2b8d531913a303d71b1d9c43084472b2826cc688
describe
'350706' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUMB' 'sip-files00092.jp2'
b5f723bdfb29c9df436e16b87d19ecde
46f2a60ef9c167cc465d2271ac1eaaeb4a3ea593
'2011-08-19T20:39:08-04:00'
describe
'118265' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUMC' 'sip-files00092.jpg'
e9e123193a598656bc7cf675897011fe
95a33bf86d92fe7a218553bdc878ca0eb88c8e6a
'2011-08-19T20:41:55-04:00'
describe
'35853' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUMD' 'sip-files00092.pro'
858168780e9ae0dadd21d9481aea18da
5ba3681da80eb1a32f1bf91ff4588fafe437ae83
describe
'40967' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUME' 'sip-files00092.QC.jpg'
c00d409e81eeeec4bd9aa4c8745b53af
b5228bc478dfa34d5d88e6e863c6aefa9998ed5c
describe
'2818872' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUMF' 'sip-files00092.tif'
a628da669505714dc8c7541e32ed22d0
df078c7fbe694058e239de6d2ba4bee44871e2b2
'2011-08-19T20:39:50-04:00'
describe
'1419' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUMG' 'sip-files00092.txt'
396f76738cb963f9410506bded62eb27
c2558ab5cbc1a3e96cc7a07ecba7416339e7ec35
'2011-08-19T20:43:58-04:00'
describe
'10028' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUMH' 'sip-files00092thm.jpg'
23f4a2d3d81c4fb4e75ea0579b18ccd6
68174b8c31b1fb8b36db3bf5b4f7cee836eaa057
'2011-08-19T20:38:12-04:00'
describe
'358075' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUMI' 'sip-files00093.jp2'
779d8e6fc8eecfe3061d919c9d7b04f5
39495caceb5525fdc5e3400a3a331fa992da5127
describe
'114298' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUMJ' 'sip-files00093.jpg'
2cd093e8c15d69ba804b9d6ef49541c9
2391dd54ad6e9ddbc498592ee4382ea47f6f6008
describe
'35963' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUMK' 'sip-files00093.pro'
46558c7d0678567a54f18c5503c0e676
90af64acdac378cd2019c8503b53f2a3df55b0ce
describe
'38726' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUML' 'sip-files00093.QC.jpg'
724e9437dfa0bf38762cb798ff1510ac
afb6621ee8d49bebb6dbfaa668e1a357302e49db
'2011-08-19T20:39:54-04:00'
describe
'2878376' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUMM' 'sip-files00093.tif'
35652e60d3ae5cbd1c964d57153f795b
a6506d2d461754e9e20fd3e6e9f087d678884093
'2011-08-19T20:46:56-04:00'
describe
'1430' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUMN' 'sip-files00093.txt'
5f7a78639769eeb8dac4386d90c252b9
c62289abda405b65a74f24dcee40c8aa4884ab59
describe
'9731' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUMO' 'sip-files00093thm.jpg'
871f97270ab58e9ea3f1d0479f79cbd4
78b950ed9ac17196f5c20306e49298618bf66bcc
'2011-08-19T20:45:40-04:00'
describe
'351514' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUMP' 'sip-files00094.jp2'
d7a50b5a5b441b6e5db2150caf77c3a2
d590daa4c5fcd2afc054dd5fab978a99fe4159c1
'2011-08-19T20:42:21-04:00'
describe
'122907' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUMQ' 'sip-files00094.jpg'
40bf699e0fcba30c479527ae43b603d6
65b924b6dfe9541a5f4bb607b8c000d96522c27c
'2011-08-19T20:42:09-04:00'
describe
'38015' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUMR' 'sip-files00094.pro'
e9e3e2ecdc0895fce5f969f2d99a6cc0
ebb0245181e6ab7b27995f72a64a7a28cc3b16a8
'2011-08-19T20:44:53-04:00'
describe
'42623' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUMS' 'sip-files00094.QC.jpg'
e6b71217a847f565ad244aa3462081a6
aa6730922d4585f52d21462659054c3450525e41
'2011-08-19T20:43:28-04:00'
describe
'2825460' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUMT' 'sip-files00094.tif'
f30a48d2ae018840a87f55ed1fa20cf5
a6acda5752e4906841fa4622b7f485fd8a1f7350
'2011-08-19T20:42:31-04:00'
describe
'1517' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUMU' 'sip-files00094.txt'
8f6d57a4285d15d17315cfdf31b99c3e
f6d8dca0c6e813290101d09df5b586bb0613ba48
describe
'10379' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUMV' 'sip-files00094thm.jpg'
a52a2b374a0140c785f9b777a2f81c3e
07c8945d5e97fa2a9133df8a2e582554b1331d6c
describe
'366201' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUMW' 'sip-files00095.jp2'
ce76df5c35b6fd1b6835305760e15691
cd92c3e988c73b754594fac05ad1f758295c97d8
'2011-08-19T20:43:30-04:00'
describe
'65348' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUMX' 'sip-files00095.jpg'
5ae7c7476a97942e6c95fae244a63f78
c2b615775ecf92eb2d693f5fba54e550ef08355c
describe
'19722' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUMY' 'sip-files00095.pro'
a23a92a0e09b574979c0c35ce73d2c98
1bed25837b7209a6c3f5acd4f911d1058835f31f
describe
'20980' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUMZ' 'sip-files00095.QC.jpg'
3d1a34389e38921113415fadf05459ed
514866c849e6387729c3e73793d438c15b8761ff
describe
'2940320' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUNA' 'sip-files00095.tif'
2dcba45d3d8675b84951665c972bbbfb
33eaee9fee220185608d28f2785ac73a180c8bef
describe
'798' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUNB' 'sip-files00095.txt'
e36e574960f9abc86e2b6a4faa0fb93f
53256071d70f363d0d4eb79a5659b3284ecc42ad
'2011-08-19T20:44:44-04:00'
describe
'5417' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUNC' 'sip-files00095thm.jpg'
945a879a13e3fe7b6146ea6f1283e711
65aaf2cabb60b32b3371bf1cbd4c665eae16cb56
'2011-08-19T20:41:08-04:00'
describe
'350143' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUND' 'sip-files00096.jp2'
6ee8a8268537dec1f6a3f33f799bd7e7
94ea099187a84a2d47ad0c625822a357b5dc8666
'2011-08-19T20:44:41-04:00'
describe
'89302' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUNE' 'sip-files00096.jpg'
7c5ed335bd45c0692a53109f437d3bfa
ebdae7b66799e6a1e9dd324ba35cd43c1164da2f
'2011-08-19T20:40:49-04:00'
describe
'26320' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUNF' 'sip-files00096.pro'
06985e057873a44badbcd2aba9bc4ae9
9971a5d350979cdd57d7fb458b10911c569df156
'2011-08-19T20:42:30-04:00'
describe
'29575' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUNG' 'sip-files00096.QC.jpg'
3f4e4743033f176410c3a9b9846998c2
b94f3c74b0b5effd12713a90a3ab6cf1f23144a5
'2011-08-19T20:40:30-04:00'
describe
'2813772' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUNH' 'sip-files00096.tif'
1375e20456fdb28a0467b468c4d56057
4cfa2abfcaeb324c88c411a0cf69181fa6890ba9
describe
'1077' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUNI' 'sip-files00096.txt'
fd9a237ccc46f4f0b508d9ae87957372
91a674ed4fc6c61f130e6979c756a72fb05d2a8d
describe
'7416' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUNJ' 'sip-files00096thm.jpg'
a879770de5e5833868b1460f6964990c
5dd9795705f96f4eac27e1c11165e00b8fd0d556
describe
'350998' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUNK' 'sip-files00097.jp2'
07785f4c5933b59a4b798a45a16e2eaf
edf455538345aae6d13413bc8d36af371a9251df
describe
'115768' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUNL' 'sip-files00097.jpg'
0ce92f5d95e929e8c2bf3de7c6b8f19f
f0bcc68525ce0d4ba6b418e2ee8ed6ee8b07f3bc
'2011-08-19T20:45:18-04:00'
describe
'36584' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUNM' 'sip-files00097.pro'
d753fac5ddb8137666c543c27fc02b82
bc2d54ad78e67a0a1314c112abae19e408c959ed
describe
'39608' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUNN' 'sip-files00097.QC.jpg'
e548ecfbf8c72a8b07e19ff2ab4859e4
bc6488eb765ab0a5bd39ea57d919f6f25b62be09
describe
'2821640' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUNO' 'sip-files00097.tif'
2cfb08688d23824cfb3726272b3848c5
88458ca0c902e92001c4c5d3a2ac87bdee58e2bf
describe
'1449' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUNP' 'sip-files00097.txt'
02505b10e777cc2dc277a0deeb09514a
1d511551da8ce3ae07b55c25267d79bda4265b38
'2011-08-19T20:44:52-04:00'
describe
'9918' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUNQ' 'sip-files00097thm.jpg'
664a2a429c5e699e5794782ca0b051cf
6de627d959b6a7ae65db6596ca48589551e8d16a
describe
'350453' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUNR' 'sip-files00098.jp2'
615f65844880f93618425199f00d094a
06c03ac95ca72065bf51a1e76bb5b76b8bace19e
describe
'104680' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUNS' 'sip-files00098.jpg'
9708de503603a216474b241e8f213587
a21505763abdba404e67c572660dbc80ab7cab98
describe
'34919' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUNT' 'sip-files00098.pro'
1a15dd1318e7f464396ca6c01b776d87
f13680ff25b7e865528fb0e0c0f4dde91fbb3c37
describe
'35179' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUNU' 'sip-files00098.QC.jpg'
fb92a63a47f50c516240d1a144fe69b1
4051b81e0726c6b347a76818368890f2e6aaa0ab
'2011-08-19T20:41:17-04:00'
describe
'2816588' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUNV' 'sip-files00098.tif'
e83da7d411e0b20f8577ba53c7acde38
7f380280d745fdfa1a48ca1ff00ca3ef5d298dcf
describe
'1492' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUNW' 'sip-files00098.txt'
2d9c1dfb5053f8731933562536b75371
d344bfbbf954cd16caed251d0fb3af09ed1acc28
'2011-08-19T20:45:47-04:00'
describe
'8826' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUNX' 'sip-files00098thm.jpg'
629a6bdfa431a9c1dc7980b1985b1a6f
d5596366c6b246c3556972df0bcd7bb8fa16e02d
describe
'352343' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUNY' 'sip-files00099.jp2'
95ef0450314077b42d3810816a2d4492
26e6a124c4fb491abc3ff94340951c54a4a5de19
'2011-08-19T20:42:28-04:00'
describe
'116010' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUNZ' 'sip-files00099.jpg'
8d7b7c6533f482821c01e6016c242fd2
c3aa1bc5bddef9f3d77083093ac6ea8678af36f9
describe
'36342' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUOA' 'sip-files00099.pro'
b0249bc15e190bc5ee0f97732a5e8f98
94b5791e81f76982bd5f5e81058821d5480c554f
describe
'39776' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUOB' 'sip-files00099.QC.jpg'
e266aeb593f35db12538c444f85fae0b
255ee55c8bb0bf8ca44145a0bbab00d71881fa83
'2011-08-19T20:38:45-04:00'
describe
'2831888' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUOC' 'sip-files00099.tif'
25f370cde86d0bc0a3b40e172e5315e4
2fe7ee78a71023e05477b0ee8a9f25db69738e62
describe
'1452' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUOD' 'sip-files00099.txt'
cebe6abc120a8b18b1e88c12f9112a1c
f3fc6b034040ce2b7b920e51be7231e7cccbb782
'2011-08-19T20:43:48-04:00'
describe
'10213' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUOE' 'sip-files00099thm.jpg'
8d133bebc2fbb2af089ce21124dc4093
a2d05fa025b49ae4dfdc45e7e2a0765895991c3a
'2011-08-19T20:41:38-04:00'
describe
'370726' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUOF' 'sip-files00100.jp2'
12962b5c20d54c10a3822e6011b60996
68b650ee853b3d721fd5b6a6be2a89f1d3279d71
describe
'122984' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUOG' 'sip-files00100.jpg'
b698bd180c0d939552968f5d26a0d2f3
46d94c55230cea4abcec7f9d4c4596cc167cb68e
describe
'39298' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUOH' 'sip-files00100.pro'
8452c63b52c536ff0d734579027b9e0d
44aa90cf7e84b732d35674b71fd020409c6344dc
describe
'41315' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUOI' 'sip-files00100.QC.jpg'
08473f9a8c9eff80aec3941c10a2ee93
6010b313ddff6c2e69d6429fa300f4d71c2fe6bd
describe
'2979244' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUOJ' 'sip-files00100.tif'
a5d0940286a5a6e3a54d30d0067075be
9e8748e688728ac5de5147a633b5373c0015733e
describe
'1559' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUOK' 'sip-files00100.txt'
37789a51b69353d2d5d9d61c90f14e5c
37f4ac976c2c8b0257ef8b13b4bd801d37f3ea4f
describe
'10005' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUOL' 'sip-files00100thm.jpg'
66935cf76c6eaa1e2aef0f4123f55f99
51510f777cb96dd19c242b443d51cead3fc6c644
describe
'350572' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUOM' 'sip-files00101.jp2'
dadc445f06da2733b55752c6bf746ae5
95b8fad460e1307fa16d8110053a54b7c4422882
describe
'127853' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUON' 'sip-files00101.jpg'
d0c9457924df2fc08853ec9f6681d897
fbc781e826c51793c67815b2d9bf91f349427aba
'2011-08-19T20:43:39-04:00'
describe
'37993' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUOO' 'sip-files00101.pro'
75ff73074c4b5a4ae10a05a8ea4df673
3d8950b882462026c30f806812e9f55de8a2bd64
describe
'43735' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUOP' 'sip-files00101.QC.jpg'
4f74ae4b49123b3222dca0e53e906b18
453751e6c5ea687e4204c182c366d1e662296826
describe
'2817880' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUOQ' 'sip-files00101.tif'
44b861a8cc0ef624ffe8131175a1a8ca
5aa4efbb21db1756c2203c3f9f09b951d6ee9fdf
describe
'1507' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUOR' 'sip-files00101.txt'
479d5f57e80d597a204ce0808fa43254
7f78b1439f4030e5c72821bfc88bed8d035ce12d
describe
'11029' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUOS' 'sip-files00101thm.jpg'
95c4f432b4f9e3feddf0c8a503aa17ae
8ffd234502dfbaea62301081e459c0b492e92dca
describe
'378564' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUOT' 'sip-files00102.jp2'
53cde4be07322d39df4e3c65bbf419a9
b327c967b1d32fcf82c756d3d711ee442d1a5f77
'2011-08-19T20:41:20-04:00'
describe
'113990' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUOU' 'sip-files00102.jpg'
442a23bb4bf3c24680714b7b6991e4a3
c455aec18d0cb624763563452c827fde0e98fe2a
describe
'38618' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUOV' 'sip-files00102.pro'
294fead28cbd834d45f8a188f7b4ea0c
28bbf0a943f46a6828a4a66a31330f3348f8c183
describe
'36887' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUOW' 'sip-files00102.QC.jpg'
1c64032d7842add247c499b1c2d90d65
1797a2aadc719f9baaa16442d034dfd583ae2f75
describe
'3041816' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUOX' 'sip-files00102.tif'
184b0b04175112349b413b0bffbf6d2b
9bd9a22ba4b519a95a02313dd7af90ee079dfd78
describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUOY' 'sip-files00102.txt'
d3a30599a2dece616b713b9f45807441
9d37a14961bf89435e190ae9e8b495325ff3b02a
describe
'9327' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUOZ' 'sip-files00102thm.jpg'
8215aeeea203825c1bcbd273f70bffef
9a87229a97dcdd1567c79b9cbe0a76b8880deba4
describe
'341448' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPA' 'sip-files00103.jp2'
a1b7d11f76374e183fdb4aad09cc73f2
f2c1ac568d2ef6978229854a8cf25804bfd044d6
'2011-08-19T20:45:05-04:00'
describe
'78467' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPB' 'sip-files00103.jpg'
afb390fdb613d5bc012084d75d28168e
466aaff9c41d0212087c6cdba77ef7bfe562878d
'2011-08-19T20:42:37-04:00'
describe
'23356' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPC' 'sip-files00103.pro'
614f6bb442038192cfbba73ba8d385b8
153f4ceea86af5b2db1519c2122a5123128bc07d
describe
'26522' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPD' 'sip-files00103.QC.jpg'
155f786acc62961cb25edf7e3e451214
0235e929c0a36dacba67a8bce97972284a684b21
describe
'2743088' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPE' 'sip-files00103.tif'
3ec0d6eb955022b86f5041f04f5fab25
454e53ab568f9cacc8042c1aa437af869af2cb17
describe
'925' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPF' 'sip-files00103.txt'
73ca2219212d4b8bf9b95550c867494c
a8f2d23a0e8bef6b225191dc5cb20ebd7bfa8c06
'2011-08-19T20:41:14-04:00'
describe
'6731' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPG' 'sip-files00103thm.jpg'
52a2bb33c95afa729b17fd749c61227e
ea18da7f9ac5f044609d9fe91f56096edd08d52b
describe
'363311' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPH' 'sip-files00104.jp2'
375adfc09605baff0cf22bac13ad0ed9
3698ad1a9d546ba1b4fc28b5f86886a36a500f07
describe
'83592' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPI' 'sip-files00104.jpg'
7257ed5409535f1f12d91e6b4100735b
4451720c424ed00721bec32e36ce208a93dafa68
describe
'25506' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPJ' 'sip-files00104.pro'
07ed36a1e1f0c47c8329f9a3b9eba21f
12fdd2cde8cfea71e18c3c639224f8e162807e03
describe
'27698' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPK' 'sip-files00104.QC.jpg'
b9b77a008b1fbabce4b94cebf6c23bc4
c315ed60273b8cac547d801d6abdd8ca92c0a2ed
describe
'2918380' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPL' 'sip-files00104.tif'
43a2083f7b981201bfd81a137b136cee
2c31436ef9e633329ee87d6b3bf5608a78468610
'2011-08-19T20:41:30-04:00'
describe
'1043' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPM' 'sip-files00104.txt'
fc50cbd2102514ffe78eb78900d04ba9
f29049bba462ee8f346d1d737bc703bee478ce52
describe
'7337' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPN' 'sip-files00104thm.jpg'
b5c53ebfd8f529e17b83ace02915d408
d0db610d4ff5c9ffe8fe257ba0d5be9dc2a164f1
describe
'347840' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPO' 'sip-files00105.jp2'
9d6836e73bf22f2fed45c11af0f4a503
385061a791173e3ebc96b1b1798ea962fb942484
'2011-08-19T20:38:55-04:00'
describe
'122391' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPP' 'sip-files00105.jpg'
432ad0f3841fc7a46d0c5617027bb4c5
bab3970cbd62fea1fe3f256d6e69ad04bc806e23
describe
'37473' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPQ' 'sip-files00105.pro'
faa8f16127bdde021681ef4bd3795286
d06521a801eeb667ae09d6953c8a2571b7ec5030
describe
'42102' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPR' 'sip-files00105.QC.jpg'
7db7e955275334912887439b57f95f73
8684f2be8e89a564851a9d40121be54ba2af3555
describe
'2795824' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPS' 'sip-files00105.tif'
4b39b5eed54d675bbcd587c88b37ef76
05588bbdb1da4842384410d050643fe8b110dd09
'2011-08-19T20:46:33-04:00'
describe
'1493' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPT' 'sip-files00105.txt'
fca55bfcac4f8c2d14669a2351bbade7
da62308ca698c47293e7c001818e7136cc8e4bb0
describe
'10874' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPU' 'sip-files00105thm.jpg'
2061cebe48027a22ac2faf078b840a06
6fb4475f508bf60b543da1752192f8a043bef670
describe
'361909' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPV' 'sip-files00106.jp2'
afbce5efa72ce86ec134c53c20027252
1f9606f29ad20783c454902e08ae379c924f7ed0
describe
'123991' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPW' 'sip-files00106.jpg'
613c494ed026a444156c4b122c537535
d99006ae997c9c9415549e147b357fc3bc9df541
describe
'38283' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPX' 'sip-files00106.pro'
087ff8583e80b7bd1b943a01d735dd9b
241d5eeda9b3e9f3431dbed0c13d36c9248e8f43
describe
'41469' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPY' 'sip-files00106.QC.jpg'
a688ea0a46d4f1202f936a842a2d5561
e3de29107246034ab715cbbe3b42003c8cf89460
'2011-08-19T20:42:15-04:00'
describe
'2908588' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUPZ' 'sip-files00106.tif'
aca4ae2d5bc553b868a1d703a37c14ff
532ede4e902fb40c56afa4dd20c5d885c4e8ed1a
describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQA' 'sip-files00106.txt'
cd3f428a758fb57bfff030b10e8c9368
94bf6bc10136e879dd42c2346329b5608b05dbeb
describe
'10502' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQB' 'sip-files00106thm.jpg'
5a649f840432cc9859d216b9b9885939
4d29136aa342130c1c08c517262b49ea708dbfac
'2011-08-19T20:45:24-04:00'
describe
'354768' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQC' 'sip-files00107.jp2'
58c7b03b74d2df45d03fc1ca9e8c5226
adc0823dfac6f15cfae0fd46beac9749d6b9c991
describe
'125492' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQD' 'sip-files00107.jpg'
354127d2227688336b546ed64f6a76eb
ab4badfdb90cf28992788ff9ab81b7d20850b14b
describe
'38886' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQE' 'sip-files00107.pro'
c34ccfc55802e7f56140d3b7e21fb01d
0a4f9aff1aae183076f4bca0c3fa8cdad8851c01
'2011-08-19T20:46:18-04:00'
describe
'42219' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQF' 'sip-files00107.QC.jpg'
f428abf5d209e6a447ba76b02678af6b
1a2739c9b044abc24206b37fa2c9b1a1cc68281e
'2011-08-19T20:41:53-04:00'
describe
'2851568' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQG' 'sip-files00107.tif'
4c3767747c5d3f61c279474c4ff1f1d5
75ec8aa9c495f33bd454ad3304c74124aa668e03
'2011-08-19T20:40:16-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQH' 'sip-files00107.txt'
9164a665567c9688699815871eb521c4
630672ad3163566636dd439434755bdcf5d0e5b2
describe
'10154' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQI' 'sip-files00107thm.jpg'
0b4d2357d3b66854a689858f6701f629
7de736d72212bfe46b4b93f96bd2591348edbf67
describe
'366372' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQJ' 'sip-files00108.jp2'
a6f8b2e0cbea7b511924840c95e5be99
f2b9f49bdebfdb369da514aae6399e6725ed087b
describe
'110840' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQK' 'sip-files00108.jpg'
a14d439d251eceb884bd01b415600883
8a0faf7d5224514899d7553d6842b1c5a044ec21
describe
'35598' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQL' 'sip-files00108.pro'
4a577272fda15c0bd15b4b869326973f
85f13656c51b2d3958d2ec8feecb9e225f5a77b7
describe
'36315' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQM' 'sip-files00108.QC.jpg'
6465e7ee5b7140aa22767731b9f695e4
b007cf2e9f273a2633ffb42e5bc184dcf521aa09
describe
'2944412' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQN' 'sip-files00108.tif'
04f1a82f1177e56138f2d727404b7a8b
bbfe672ae377d83c31fee377329a6c4e4c776e66
'2011-08-19T20:44:54-04:00'
describe
'1414' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQO' 'sip-files00108.txt'
d22361045482724c8ba2483ccf3f73c0
329f549c9c0f52653f2c646ca8df7bc020bc0350
describe
'9316' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQP' 'sip-files00108thm.jpg'
c34a2ae65de32eeb2cb670308ba54bb3
3d5dcddd12b6c86bde04276852cf2a3d7331df93
describe
'356567' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQQ' 'sip-files00109.jp2'
d4641d88dd907c6eb8791d28a0bce91d
6d3e9a1a2000671803e8e7f6df3c7993058f919c
describe
'128382' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQR' 'sip-files00109.jpg'
d92e68ca119b135c95de720716ec4bd2
bd96114aeb0491f74050cf704446d2babfc5d551
'2011-08-19T20:38:33-04:00'
describe
'39758' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQS' 'sip-files00109.pro'
2da39a372316ad2214af11b3874efa66
56b6b0b7894c3bbce695ca10a86b648306fb3f23
describe
'43747' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQT' 'sip-files00109.QC.jpg'
7962571db8940ecfec26e72b61b45b4b
dae1b2e5a6bc5a5c84c1eeb8ce3246222809dea4
describe
'2865728' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQU' 'sip-files00109.tif'
099554e58f2fb0dc9bdd508bde0c99bb
7e394582a03ca0a7577607c1e8911f2d61fe150a
describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQV' 'sip-files00109.txt'
b65907052d435a9bb246934088d4cc60
b4656bb4afdff6b1081bb555870fc171200a2fab
describe
'10468' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQW' 'sip-files00109thm.jpg'
dd046195f04ef8a90c0432a86ab20bee
345c06ae1a5dfca187eedc0f15a9e780468f06e6
describe
'355658' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQX' 'sip-files00110.jp2'
39863fefcbdf5590840ba7509ff528c0
92dabdc9362348fa2d86a5144d895b4101aced28
describe
'121027' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQY' 'sip-files00110.jpg'
023ba52d25c2ea84f6e458fae9a0fc8a
71aed24c1ba6b4f2cfded0b57790fe73a89bab50
describe
'37869' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUQZ' 'sip-files00110.pro'
2625e9269f7e3d01e29d282f6ab99b11
498f896aab43a8b405f8768e66f58d7abd1f5c85
describe
'40928' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURA' 'sip-files00110.QC.jpg'
050a16c4463956071d4ef2217e16d5f4
aff6e107475c3934fc98165bb947c56f3a80371f
describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURB' 'sip-files00110.tif'
3f2fd97e023dfd390971c3977a1200f2
b62ad14386a8bee7a71fd67eea55021f33355f55
describe
'1499' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURC' 'sip-files00110.txt'
0490774b6df43b0a8633daf909eafb5c
5829f563b6d5aa0b03de7b9d84c03f8dd1a3f459
describe
'9800' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURD' 'sip-files00110thm.jpg'
04916fc7db5eabf15321e7ef99134792
971f6b16aa156c6a65017a992c6796d67917c1dc
'2011-08-19T20:41:47-04:00'
describe
'354162' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURE' 'sip-files00111.jp2'
fa790e56e0a90ee96a35f4d632916066
184d7186075807ff1030b2215c6cfe0d9cad09db
describe
'121971' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURF' 'sip-files00111.jpg'
4ae2c2b1e8de0c65e54f219ad9fa2063
b2f9b217906a0258acffcaf8bc4759af3eeca8a8
'2011-08-19T20:45:52-04:00'
describe
'37394' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURG' 'sip-files00111.pro'
a69d6de1a513ed2dbb6fee9e31b20095
27d6d32760e515bac74598a52fe89b3657c10ec6
describe
'40549' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURH' 'sip-files00111.QC.jpg'
b5dffe77bc52fca1602c0120de2ba5fc
95d634bca2071ec8474ee72d97913cca7cbe254c
'2011-08-19T20:39:25-04:00'
describe
'2846424' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURI' 'sip-files00111.tif'
9131e0bb1babe6e993dcbe017886bd2a
4c8cad3a7d5b1c618c05f4ecd8eba8dfe2fc0fec
'2011-08-19T20:46:46-04:00'
describe
'1490' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURJ' 'sip-files00111.txt'
563cf6e22edcfc9b7e62718ed1c7857d
367e14dd218489314874e0202202f12c3e051695
describe
'10025' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURK' 'sip-files00111thm.jpg'
2e4c7c3775c59aef8d109fba8f050b38
08d08a84c2614759f2b75ce5f718613d52b97e9e
describe
'342639' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURL' 'sip-files00112.jp2'
b5868734ba3a062294b00c2ad0bd4cab
e4e26308b6e10e7fa233267d4015b7bf00692bcd
describe
'124986' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURM' 'sip-files00112.jpg'
65e49b028f1bcdfdcf5d670027bf3c0f
9515032c022b8b50504ae585b1b4e0b4d11850b8
describe
'38410' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURN' 'sip-files00112.pro'
2623283691eb7b909094ef73de24c524
67b3712f9a7c466665b3dbe30376c4f2ee26a973
describe
'41800' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURO' 'sip-files00112.QC.jpg'
0a1584d574c15d8aa0f3220c8fc57249
f905ba715215c23e06e23c46238a7a0ef237f729
describe
'2754992' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURP' 'sip-files00112.tif'
1edc3217fbb20d6ef907fd269a00c7e5
d53dcbd4cdeef57a8f0da0dd14d17121163c5ee3
describe
'1522' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURQ' 'sip-files00112.txt'
21cd4b146757c72b10192ce0372e8f72
5fda70970b8dc87cfc5b626fd26b285ad4c997e3
describe
'10210' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURR' 'sip-files00112thm.jpg'
3bb71db022bc9ac5c948d66c2c93d60e
b36b54f453cada66be6ec01009887732451e9f69
describe
'344855' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURS' 'sip-files00113.jp2'
258de4170f3f18cd53cef8ddcf9e365c
6f1b66b0ef4fe896f608f8f9885b87e7e5c9626d
describe
'121691' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURT' 'sip-files00113.jpg'
b2c0fafb3981bc5495d23784f1f9a8ac
9992b243a1b249e8765ad7ed7ea5a322b7668267
describe
'36387' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURU' 'sip-files00113.pro'
334a9de27aecc6c090a0a03c4c83f93d
69d467965ad78a73b6a077e3cbc230583e6dc49d
describe
'41460' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURV' 'sip-files00113.QC.jpg'
032bcb903a00d974318354885b36f53d
89b687d8d14d0b0a1986adbde15df50a68151b22
describe
'2771948' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURW' 'sip-files00113.tif'
7c8f8dedc55e1ff638ec85ab748c654e
ddf115ca561a13ac6d43fc48de82e6ba4bb38b1d
'2011-08-19T20:39:11-04:00'
describe
'1446' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURX' 'sip-files00113.txt'
a823f929bc550a7baf96833233b3ec97
592664efdb087f57f2e232741c8eaa8ab1c4cd3d
describe
'10276' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURY' 'sip-files00113thm.jpg'
d4b1e9bfa44bcda6acab61e864b86960
e6b638faeba46d4148483f1b50d4873a395ba5f3
describe
'358592' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAURZ' 'sip-files00114.jp2'
c046296e21009ea745c9dbd9fae7f723
01025aee561d80d243bb84fc391f136e63fd1004
'2011-08-19T20:46:30-04:00'
describe
'118067' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUSA' 'sip-files00114.jpg'
6e6e51517b94eb85b0dd454e6c44f36e
902071c05484433c6cca12fc118dc73d47d1fd9e
describe
'36534' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUSB' 'sip-files00114.pro'
e681045697a258a42e3767d66c686e48
458fe16745afa4653c9cc30fe89b39b560cd9e10
'2011-08-19T20:44:51-04:00'
describe
'39386' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUSC' 'sip-files00114.QC.jpg'
39ea08d8ec0dad523e74c21d07461a29
34e614d606c549bc1d322e1188063053aefcaa9e
'2011-08-19T20:38:11-04:00'
describe
'2882320' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUSD' 'sip-files00114.tif'
945270b633f18122a1f83d444d2e939d
37d8a41db83dde776f80d659d4c7d038cf0af99e
describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUSE' 'sip-files00114.txt'
e50793aa7a8acd5e44a48a2c9d67d443
aa78ad8ce223b39d9ef7ad36b1e5576096dd9cb9
describe
'10011' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUSF' 'sip-files00114thm.jpg'
c516c1d0215d71796b23092442717054
aafb4ac09dddf9cb417c1c5a8008657ed9af1121
describe
'353197' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUSG' 'sip-files00115.jp2'
871f6145ce3dd87e874e64dcdee4930b
73888a7d1dfbb85943e605276a563229e5d996fa
'2011-08-19T20:38:16-04:00'
describe
'61278' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUSH' 'sip-files00115.jpg'
bbcd22f01ebee4c0bed7954df044da14
40e44f82730b50b5ddd625a114960f3acfba2ccd
'2011-08-19T20:45:48-04:00'
describe
'16733' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUSI' 'sip-files00115.pro'
8e1495b954791286f3b327c9f917a48e
8a9bb0f6d5ac8bc745343af370c9c8c916b1b35d
describe
'19901' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUSJ' 'sip-files00115.QC.jpg'
6e8131c94ff95ab91e6a6bfab4c1ad10
ed8379f98fcf204752eecd73be27a58d9a65ac2b
'2011-08-19T20:39:59-04:00'
describe
'2836816' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUSK' 'sip-files00115.tif'
9133b1534a618b84f7c16aa7ae7b1a87
4e06ab14a03d2784fd8f1c6d7054e3ceb2dfbdd5
describe
'690' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUSL' 'sip-files00115.txt'
1826a5259da393d2186c7e6cc839e33f
3f6470392f036a71f05585d6b9b957640158e18c
describe
'4977' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUSM' 'sip-files00115thm.jpg'
8a375f79ca180317dae81d8ce33af480
6fd3a1259e520ec5820999b88dfc565c9f5ae8f5
'2011-08-19T20:39:40-04:00'
describe
'351654' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUSN' 'sip-files00116.jp2'
2c4340b61b3067e8c856de8f5130c986
730a63814741977af8bed5a1c822a2f92bf0d726
'2011-08-19T20:38:29-04:00'
describe
'84582' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUSO' 'sip-files00116.jpg'
b2ee993b2aa7cd9fd1ce2be937496a15
4c261b9b8a3b79a8f68547d68eb40fd3858e5caa
'2011-08-19T20:38:25-04:00'
describe
'26089' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUSP' 'sip-files00116.pro'
dccf38a1e76ac0c7b35bc99396d58060
f725db3355e3ac64c63ee685e7fbb052ca5846aa
'2011-08-19T20:46:19-04:00'
describe
'29739' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUSQ' 'sip-files00116.QC.jpg'
a11bc4ff265d6e8c4196c7a5a43d02d7
11683a03f13d5b6e1c75ec6f1a08c30ddaf9174c
describe
'2825264' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUSR' 'sip-files00116.tif'
573a2b036406ef89ad67e98fea0c11a3
5ec95f2935d1b3f08ce5392771a9eb489859cf78
describe
'1068' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUSS' 'sip-files00116.txt'
6d322179f89aafc7fcee670f1d3633ab
5c4983d2d276115fa60d448898803fb03517badd
describe
'7352' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUST' 'sip-files00116thm.jpg'
f25bb121645913484183badbfe651f76
55395e94669126f5391bdcbf69207160b58e6e10
describe
'353009' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUSU' 'sip-files00117.jp2'
5cb259af9a922dbeef8e8667f94650d4
834fe824425d19fbb78b1eaf5617b80881253718
describe
'128246' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUSV' 'sip-files00117.jpg'
dfe19fde6c2e5dcdee6f97a0152da010
c6d6666aa21819ff1af0249cb11c70c27ce75f1b
describe
'39176' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUSW' 'sip-files00117.pro'
2c44e0cea3a04f07e3214aafe8e1520a
82d7a0ab29c2cf67b2ab3bb10089cba19dba4210
'2011-08-19T20:38:26-04:00'
describe
'42393' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUSX' 'sip-files00117.QC.jpg'
ecb6d440b97b1e4f285b36b19627917b
e7a5153d14cbc96fc0b2e3ce43979b94793baf16
'2011-08-19T20:43:14-04:00'
describe
'2837496' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUSY' 'sip-files00117.tif'
61a8547f6c4ff4a8d9ca2185e6972de5
b880245be2645d07d16086b8ca4261e6e8eb8c93
'2011-08-19T20:45:22-04:00'
describe
'1542' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUSZ' 'sip-files00117.txt'
1f504c85f15e8c2beba3ddd633ba1c7f
9a487875d0d2b2aebd3bdeef2c1160836bdca4b8
describe
'10299' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTA' 'sip-files00117thm.jpg'
ed50d63995d99c96082019d96fc305f5
6db0b919284adf84ced2867a876556b83961f9d0
describe
'349185' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTB' 'sip-files00118.jp2'
127bd6d73aa87aa327906e2fffdbecf8
fa8d8341a9afd352d81bbd814a129afe9f938eef
describe
'123677' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTC' 'sip-files00118.jpg'
660249d21c7138a9615996f39cd70e5b
84a34057a54bfd7918f9191fa908d8419b8cbae8
describe
'37214' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTD' 'sip-files00118.pro'
02b41fdce54ac83b20beeb1ccf972bc6
18f7c22100bb2c429b836e2d7fccb0fc87f9b8de
describe
'42729' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTE' 'sip-files00118.QC.jpg'
59768f40588737c2ac9be3a894432b5a
6b93841fc5459abf91ab7e49144546add8789149
describe
'2806764' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTF' 'sip-files00118.tif'
f0a5f97a112212acdb9398fc4d005123
0a1566ce1016324c69fb2bfa8695a48c439b1836
'2011-08-19T20:39:07-04:00'
describe
'1470' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTG' 'sip-files00118.txt'
7dc4444fad919360fb46f3b350ba077f
bfa1faa2671630eff4eea5d4df6a16b65909e681
describe
'10257' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTH' 'sip-files00118thm.jpg'
196c758793056c5990f0dcbd17d6a77d
f2f2f4c00879ae8f66c970f4e4460ed85d867513
describe
'355053' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTI' 'sip-files00119.jp2'
7a3c1185dafd71210ec2d60b12ec7446
2cc942a25690bb0f8badb0af6d3bf976b00a438d
describe
'118480' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTJ' 'sip-files00119.jpg'
97878565dcda66fa6151b61012f84d7d
fd271e5046e196d34413095cb124fb1690519cab
describe
'36278' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTK' 'sip-files00119.pro'
43da764674450a0cbfda494c6f959f29
37390d7ce472395661e884ef2bd477f288fc38d6
describe
'41166' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTL' 'sip-files00119.QC.jpg'
0c66557561c9ddae98edbeb2b12e7bde
c809353cc14f53fa06cbce59b620282662d2ebd9
describe
'2853856' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTM' 'sip-files00119.tif'
c5a0c8b91628744491e79eb4c49cb353
1db24692dbd8ac62d6fa9c269ea72fd6e6fe5234
describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTN' 'sip-files00119.txt'
ceb8149ad747695e1dd2eda0b869c802
d0b53f3b16b0215d550041d002e5e32ffcbc5a76
describe
'10089' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTO' 'sip-files00119thm.jpg'
8c79d8de8e8d3ee6cdf83299ebaa3ed2
1051b0f50773c25af1e1c0340e9aca156bf2737e
describe
'366516' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTP' 'sip-files00120.jp2'
a88763b340c720965ddeb524a90aef97
23d585a611fe7127d52d7b751a01a619c04b65e8
describe
'119271' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTQ' 'sip-files00120.jpg'
d6a1f0ef24797fda1a8169fb947548a3
ae936ab55e95c3ad92ea4907bee43faa40e7579f
describe
'39591' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTR' 'sip-files00120.pro'
fc25833cfd5606912afde4d1f52836ed
4c2abe4056d811cbf8a0e5e9ba0049c0e2444063
describe
'39667' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTS' 'sip-files00120.QC.jpg'
e191b0bd1c92e57ef177a8e05b09db08
3232189a982453e9b4bf57f2beb3ef746d362b56
describe
'2946032' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTT' 'sip-files00120.tif'
18ba43d628699350ce4ff9fabdcc34b6
8321a865bdf8e222f3b0ee7d86852c03239a1455
describe
'1567' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTU' 'sip-files00120.txt'
f18396271705a4673ab981fc9c565e22
a7866b8034b94023755a9c4be16c1cdd61710506
describe
'9908' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTV' 'sip-files00120thm.jpg'
ea341253f72c2c87a2534e8a6bc45e62
b5486dc4863cc2f05158f4d47c3b1581ab14cf90
describe
'340181' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTW' 'sip-files00121.jp2'
a33414a717d68c9f3f2405fe95e264b7
8c03813138d7bfb6af3d2f9387e02fe550b4a98d
'2011-08-19T20:42:10-04:00'
describe
'112435' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTX' 'sip-files00121.jpg'
f6998d19850306fb6c74fe1e51ba1cde
a949feee15674cb9539c439abc6573476ecf7158
describe
'32148' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTY' 'sip-files00121.pro'
35ce8b4d845beed82c43bd188c4f639e
3d66c4066d2e86f16b973a7ee4373672538dbc34
describe
'37793' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUTZ' 'sip-files00121.QC.jpg'
5e113b3348c52b8bd64f0e4f2dca71b9
7813b75c5717b8f0cae892c269ba4d380e8d211b
describe
'2734052' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUA' 'sip-files00121.tif'
3e2264c3c7bf622a128a30fd03b58d48
83c6cad607d23f0f50b75e7fd700ace4aa65d1b4
describe
'1287' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUB' 'sip-files00121.txt'
2758a5f0c40b0dc1f3ea45060de45293
c6aaaa9d5046455c7f909023b8e91768176287c7
'2011-08-19T20:46:03-04:00'
describe
'9687' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUC' 'sip-files00121thm.jpg'
85eecd371cd4314ba95c59806ed79127
37c2090aadba008c447ec5479ce4dc0dc2265a25
describe
'358286' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUD' 'sip-files00122.jp2'
242ff3b0da5fb04897428777479cccb2
2da8a86fb3b7aba6f8c6aa1861429f96c8755817
describe
'89794' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUE' 'sip-files00122.jpg'
cfd6b7cd75d0ccb660b7abd7d9a100c7
5ea722d20446bec742e8ece6dbd4bca67539e0d0
describe
'27781' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUF' 'sip-files00122.pro'
5a7b57d2484ca06c0efea35ed6cb4efb
c9ca333695c96d31f41171050a12cd16d808e7b7
describe
'31813' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUG' 'sip-files00122.QC.jpg'
43ab942007e88dcc2d3f83fd9403c5b2
2109158a47bcd57d214bf36a12cadc7f25546758
describe
'2878396' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUH' 'sip-files00122.tif'
aa7da081bea75ce62ac97de49f2cd294
60e44a5f737c6117efe83939f90cfad1d656b50f
'2011-08-19T20:42:01-04:00'
describe
'1127' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUI' 'sip-files00122.txt'
52c90d0f0cbd9734c789648f4d463920
c9e1f7502d2ce4674ea1a7be428ea18ccc620f68
describe
'7654' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUJ' 'sip-files00122thm.jpg'
ea9e9849332f3967a4b362990075bf83
d76533a0d0a7db93e99fe2ded92c63b8a70d12b6
describe
'362703' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUK' 'sip-files00123.jp2'
a40947649994b302562ec61326153396
71cb19cad08386f4723a9295aad0ffba516f231e
describe
'108565' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUL' 'sip-files00123.jpg'
49e41f67a850230a27bb9bfe342160d6
6ddb1cbb658576fc3b311aa2cd780eb4ddd0e865
describe
'33750' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUM' 'sip-files00123.pro'
da82c62c18b605aef902ac25ec80f185
c56ce1155a23f2df51d839beb03c95b6f8761ffa
describe
'37611' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUN' 'sip-files00123.QC.jpg'
dd0236f4e6ac7d4fa7848a5a0e83c2ca
c6e6b07b4dec46e176d7cc3ec4c2e3e902afe80e
'2011-08-19T20:38:37-04:00'
describe
'2914616' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUO' 'sip-files00123.tif'
04e28ea11291beec0779c9b48f56d1e3
70e34c77928ce2787be822a0ac66f82655fcbe0f
'2011-08-19T20:39:38-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUP' 'sip-files00123.txt'
4943eb182245eb2a2402b6ce2f5cb2b9
1b0b893df9b438812069d6fd7e1da77461a890d3
describe
'9445' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUQ' 'sip-files00123thm.jpg'
63d352cb7ab74688ee719ca93920fb8d
ea50598ef72054731bc01f53aebd646c8c17ef05
describe
'356659' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUR' 'sip-files00124.jp2'
0993f45fc354ae2d645176d79de266db
3a21453be47af5b90c7819889a1b2af353821823
describe
'113999' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUS' 'sip-files00124.jpg'
6675842c71ca9e6ecf9d7b703629396e
de36245bacb0db92db6890b9aad681716389749f
describe
'35852' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUT' 'sip-files00124.pro'
ac3244b3c97cc479d830b0304ed5ddec
9e8beb0486379a86477c89ff4324fabcd7841c16
describe
'39381' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUU' 'sip-files00124.QC.jpg'
a9fdc3eaa654df21db6fcaba34ae8048
21adb5508b6b2384d5e29e6ca08e8e6be76cc682
describe
'2866564' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUV' 'sip-files00124.tif'
1969b6b742703cc517353a73d08d322b
74e55db797130d34002354376c67f6e5562f0649
describe
'1434' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUW' 'sip-files00124.txt'
235f8f151112f56ed39473b188a4a714
eef3b8759ebc6689685ec627fbe6e8453ff243d0
describe
'9884' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUX' 'sip-files00124thm.jpg'
1520a9c96b0be05799a3551c11c2d719
960f133047fecc221e837a8f86f07430c34eb5a0
describe
'372631' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUY' 'sip-files00125.jp2'
3504b150b6143a0149a144c9a5853e2e
04515445912fc1118c3c4db22415692a4fa8caee
describe
'106487' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUUZ' 'sip-files00125.jpg'
05ebe91b60ec8d435af13a105c42c80c
e58e3526a44beb6e6f54ba0a68de1dbb17268fe2
describe
'34157' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVA' 'sip-files00125.pro'
05a2ef4c944da42910e63a2e92aa8e3d
446e798f09266f435a0788d1afcadaab9e373998
describe
'35760' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVB' 'sip-files00125.QC.jpg'
103ef7c63582c22ac2b2195d433acdc0
3bc3a62ddda16f75a3e8730decd09d789bb71ef9
'2011-08-19T20:45:04-04:00'
describe
'2994116' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVC' 'sip-files00125.tif'
000101461869de5f7f9a8c7dd4926130
10cefe704852a2a14a4b06f457bf6b38ffb87a6a
describe
'1362' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVD' 'sip-files00125.txt'
bcd9c48f4090c803bbebdea9778564e2
c989a9aa1782151afca226afa367a59c1d38a83f
describe
'9314' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVE' 'sip-files00125thm.jpg'
851e39e13ff4345bfb14ffecbafd84aa
7dd7177f245424f5f8c4930a03acbd78a5c39d0a
describe
'367130' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVF' 'sip-files00126.jp2'
2080635cb20a43f6145dbf5a4f0b44ab
4820cf4f7607e860a681d63f21b9f246668a69d0
describe
'107686' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVG' 'sip-files00126.jpg'
151b2fee398dfbf94cccf0e7f17b94b5
0d5663988a91f29c640e3a2aedbe4899a10af65e
'2011-08-19T20:45:41-04:00'
describe
'35194' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVH' 'sip-files00126.pro'
ef1bcfea1b7047547c840d4d4b5828ac
c19d299d5e186b9b3b02a49712f2a3bde021e42d
describe
'36455' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVI' 'sip-files00126.QC.jpg'
8a89605c221da209899af0bbb8ed4b56
1ffecc0613d1b006d1cf5b31599d48746e4161bd
describe
'2950100' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVJ' 'sip-files00126.tif'
776288698a5ceb7cc48fa8fe23eb4d43
c433c12b056c94d50093d226ab4a61a25a5d0784
describe
'1422' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVK' 'sip-files00126.txt'
764ba4cd8f40963ec00e44f28cf0467a
1ae9a511ecf853db05be3334138f96f785e0e40b
'2011-08-19T20:43:51-04:00'
describe
'9367' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVL' 'sip-files00126thm.jpg'
9bddaba8cae8e31757ff47ce4f8deca4
c00eaf214814e43909b4081966d4ff3fc13d2650
describe
'354761' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVM' 'sip-files00127.jp2'
f46ded7ea8e15a41732ddce0339a6fad
c009d461e607da45802bc8336f38a70ce1ca51f7
describe
'102480' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVN' 'sip-files00127.jpg'
f63992b9a6da268d9b8ed923ceb4ce78
e5c0bd03661c4976677928d65d704516adecf694
'2011-08-19T20:46:34-04:00'
describe
'32185' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVO' 'sip-files00127.pro'
0b52e04bb78af29aa13ebf99ab76bd74
9d2cf43f6fa7fd877c795d21001d1a547af8c1fb
describe
'35482' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVP' 'sip-files00127.QC.jpg'
62854a8e6b75c75e30c6ddaefa3cfda3
0c28b42efa84148bc8271aa20edd11914f2d62ed
'2011-08-19T20:41:01-04:00'
describe
'2851384' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVQ' 'sip-files00127.tif'
f086cdcfefd1b33be8eaba0e8ad92cf5
c9296aee4de4aebd513489786762336b1cb5abc1
describe
'1302' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVR' 'sip-files00127.txt'
1d5a180e607716f37ec524e3c81cfeac
c0c14ead8e3894e8e3720d5cd30635348198f8fc
'2011-08-19T20:45:26-04:00'
describe
'8892' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVS' 'sip-files00127thm.jpg'
9f05b852ca5a5c4c2e796f9a0c2606c5
ee174986154ca7eba35277074e9d92d49e3a577a
describe
'360657' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVT' 'sip-files00128.jp2'
6f10317ec2f8a976aab1c6379a7f9b9a
e89d2499b47ad1a1ce8d4c7f5b31a8f74f071c03
describe
'119650' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVU' 'sip-files00128.jpg'
39bead76d43bbf4a30b7d4a83d9a03f2
4480edc1f95b53e187119724fa97c8dc048a2f3b
describe
'38435' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVV' 'sip-files00128.pro'
8aea866e8263487b906e55da63b3fa0f
0334364d2ab587bd25c3183520b07538fc48b90e
describe
'39922' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVW' 'sip-files00128.QC.jpg'
63de7bb1dd91cdd2845eb3977839b659
842d0f3bdd391d5154c6723623aa1fa773518b1d
'2011-08-19T20:45:07-04:00'
describe
'2898752' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVX' 'sip-files00128.tif'
75006ee1a676d413dc60097aca1f8416
0b2be33571b1ff357bbc004f305219e2581e54e1
describe
'1529' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVY' 'sip-files00128.txt'
96444c63cba601bbbaf9e5391c10bc3d
6c5d91ae06ba80f352b991cf4741cf74bf7f2355
describe
'10137' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUVZ' 'sip-files00128thm.jpg'
08b5512b781c822c6ef1060e7ad62cd1
c05aa4b1217296154350ffc2317c88409e333834
describe
'359761' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWA' 'sip-files00129.jp2'
9584bc4a137362248a89e8066ce3e645
1162f58cba8025d7810fe88b656dc409e73d1de5
describe
'112559' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWB' 'sip-files00129.jpg'
abde73149ad8cf1d465f410d4f16619e
c8ec8c3cafbe576bec5756b12bff58dd01ad0d56
describe
'35721' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWC' 'sip-files00129.pro'
25707420cd6d1ec831e3539003338dff
54abedfbfbf1469c6d2ff3464bb39137e9ff6221
describe
'37397' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWD' 'sip-files00129.QC.jpg'
4e946bdb30af7701e71ed8db9d27cc75
307eabdde19a9660a5bc04333a310bc2d883706e
describe
'2891608' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWE' 'sip-files00129.tif'
025ea53ab9919c063774afab0d9b4022
22f9c74dce86a5bbf1dff146fe96b6f2efe8f17a
'2011-08-19T20:44:40-04:00'
describe
'1425' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWF' 'sip-files00129.txt'
32bb26df88d917af56a7f6b8560920d4
f6c9ee9c2bbdadc4ee0369146bd446706c26357e
describe
'9247' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWG' 'sip-files00129thm.jpg'
32d98344afbaba7439a6b6d54e69ca0a
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describe
'377042' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWH' 'sip-files00130.jp2'
c9c45b75df214c15f6c05421f71e3135
47704466bdc94be729352f2417cb335b7ff6eb71
'2011-08-19T20:43:29-04:00'
describe
'112798' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWI' 'sip-files00130.jpg'
e5f48118658a981440b143f4082be3e8
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describe
'37813' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWJ' 'sip-files00130.pro'
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describe
'38173' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWK' 'sip-files00130.QC.jpg'
1f04cb106802e656655f0788437ff62f
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describe
'3029608' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWL' 'sip-files00130.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWM' 'sip-files00130.txt'
3fe0f13dc790c8245c15d6ad32838ee1
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describe
'9321' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWN' 'sip-files00130thm.jpg'
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describe
'355701' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWO' 'sip-files00131.jp2'
3b9a22074f44a91a8adc08571fa823cc
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describe
'114869' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWP' 'sip-files00131.jpg'
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describe
'34633' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWQ' 'sip-files00131.pro'
0478525f57ffacbe4cc9c88b9a26c870
1ff054023a1404ad2a6f88e6dde28962e3174af3
describe
'39206' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWR' 'sip-files00131.QC.jpg'
b781d3c4b3c56b1eb8c72c4d60ba1341
b2a083fbe174e59f0c4d361824cb00c3346a5956
'2011-08-19T20:40:47-04:00'
describe
'2858872' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWS' 'sip-files00131.tif'
96e6c61b8e8a1dcf9e5254cae300c2f1
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describe
'1402' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWT' 'sip-files00131.txt'
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describe
'9916' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWU' 'sip-files00131thm.jpg'
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describe
'363064' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWV' 'sip-files00132.jp2'
2a3d20e3d471b15add33921c601ec7ee
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describe
'117197' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWW' 'sip-files00132.jpg'
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describe
'37256' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWX' 'sip-files00132.pro'
2a2ed1c3c9f76f37f66eb99b2962f90a
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describe
'38814' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWY' 'sip-files00132.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2917804' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUWZ' 'sip-files00132.tif'
fbae29ba8073fe24fa7a44d9d214e8e6
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describe
'1479' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXA' 'sip-files00132.txt'
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describe
'9785' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXB' 'sip-files00132thm.jpg'
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describe
'354471' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXC' 'sip-files00133.jp2'
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describe
'114291' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXD' 'sip-files00133.jpg'
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describe
'36110' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXE' 'sip-files00133.pro'
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describe
'39518' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXF' 'sip-files00133.QC.jpg'
3ffd907e70de6b39e6058e750838b40e
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describe
'2849192' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXG' 'sip-files00133.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXH' 'sip-files00133.txt'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXI' 'sip-files00133thm.jpg'
cfa2901f6162e7fe64e150ca44eb6a27
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describe
'349218' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXJ' 'sip-files00134.jp2'
1068ffb1c3b2b38c2d17cbdbeec8d667
6f71c92c4a9ddebc6739284739ff3fb31c3a1001
'2011-08-19T20:44:08-04:00'
describe
'78679' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXK' 'sip-files00134.jpg'
3322a8d8f8842fdd3422f25f18028c24
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describe
'23435' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXL' 'sip-files00134.pro'
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describe
'26286' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXM' 'sip-files00134.QC.jpg'
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feb09407c1bd7420084aaa4e4cb5e70529aa96b2
'2011-08-19T20:44:12-04:00'
describe
'2805652' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXN' 'sip-files00134.tif'
ded5265f283d4c940e532c772d7927d3
43979a8f59284e85b420fa21218a63d65a917915
describe
'932' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXO' 'sip-files00134.txt'
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describe
'6839' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXP' 'sip-files00134thm.jpg'
3ba525dec6d5ce6cfe464e32b88470c7
65ebeddbda88a14ca6f5fe2f006296941d273225
'2011-08-19T20:42:50-04:00'
describe
'358128' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXQ' 'sip-files00135.jp2'
a5211200ad7a459bfe658c13ce00e8ad
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describe
'88142' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXR' 'sip-files00135.jpg'
d09363834937c11344716c064cfb2f97
0672bc9a5beafcf5350cdff49dfa25a03a541828
describe
'26482' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXS' 'sip-files00135.pro'
bae8043a440eb6731ab1d063d6ac7ac0
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describe
'29081' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXT' 'sip-files00135.QC.jpg'
4b81161d0ec406cc548c04539b008885
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describe
'2876772' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXU' 'sip-files00135.tif'
e016e1457af70653c08fde954d0f901c
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describe
'1084' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXV' 'sip-files00135.txt'
b1039da5bc2b6d4f5fa1be97b02029b5
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describe
'7642' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXW' 'sip-files00135thm.jpg'
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describe
'362247' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXX' 'sip-files00136.jp2'
33759154449bac3cd4c06facca0d66a3
2db475b27d9886aba7e36a2b20583c1aac6d3e8e
'2011-08-19T20:40:36-04:00'
describe
'107458' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXY' 'sip-files00136.jpg'
9bab776897703e47c9783dfda029edd1
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describe
'34160' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUXZ' 'sip-files00136.pro'
14019f27b6446ef43aa8ca701ba1999c
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describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYA' 'sip-files00136.QC.jpg'
cb9e0404ee11f0ef86dd0401f04eab13
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describe
'2911768' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYB' 'sip-files00136.tif'
b5df619f4250ae546a6824a6fad6e63c
c2d8cd9fcccb3a4325d70855a92dc452316acd8a
'2011-08-19T20:40:26-04:00'
describe
'1367' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYC' 'sip-files00136.txt'
2b78cc6ef1dc58bb386f39b86571c191
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describe
'9290' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYD' 'sip-files00136thm.jpg'
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describe
'351990' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYE' 'sip-files00137.jp2'
b9f3a40bd345a6d4bc03c819c014c7ba
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describe
'122937' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYF' 'sip-files00137.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYG' 'sip-files00137.pro'
92ca562d76bceef76902f00a4070e3f2
15101b466f7eebd91e156f2a7db0ccc1a75b813f
'2011-08-19T20:41:58-04:00'
describe
'41325' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYH' 'sip-files00137.QC.jpg'
79a09529f94f7a9f6d4c4b7265151b64
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describe
'2828944' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYI' 'sip-files00137.tif'
0d6d7063973bf6d3f2b8e76f0049faf7
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describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYJ' 'sip-files00137.txt'
3f2121916eb460197f2b75f9fe74d535
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describe
'10406' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYK' 'sip-files00137thm.jpg'
2ff86227a873de18124edb7a9f54fca7
904853a46e7aadfa54c0965e176d2999be5b38b8
describe
'348974' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYL' 'sip-files00138.jp2'
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describe
'120820' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYM' 'sip-files00138.jpg'
459e4f9d28c673b24b0a3a0d5f019545
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describe
'36346' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYN' 'sip-files00138.pro'
cf3df38c4ec379793cd5efa11fe8de89
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describe
'40576' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYO' 'sip-files00138.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2804960' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYP' 'sip-files00138.tif'
b7a24a51b59441854fcf12c8fd28ee04
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describe
'1447' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYQ' 'sip-files00138.txt'
40e3c6e003c52a285dad169e18e02f6c
0d4823696140fe17f291f275959bfab5b2f2e343
'2011-08-19T20:45:08-04:00'
describe
'10286' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYR' 'sip-files00138thm.jpg'
188d796ab5af4c14a49a40e2bbb91f1c
c85fcb8e4aece152939161131cdcad1fe9cbdd51
'2011-08-19T20:38:42-04:00'
describe
'359021' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYS' 'sip-files00139.jp2'
0afb85dff0f33f3f2123159164b24ee6
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describe
'120042' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYT' 'sip-files00139.jpg'
8885c52b647b191322b59677cfe53cf3
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describe
'36526' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYU' 'sip-files00139.pro'
0163b5e4a0507e794d2487b486cf6654
4c2e4329fcdb1feb964e436491a8d5b79123229c
'2011-08-19T20:42:48-04:00'
describe
'41056' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYV' 'sip-files00139.QC.jpg'
5461c878775558ad12056be81f719e6a
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describe
'2885508' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYW' 'sip-files00139.tif'
26abff3298969878be40c62d05594d9b
19dcea15611bf8608a29178e4da469034c9df273
'2011-08-19T20:43:35-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYX' 'sip-files00139.txt'
767d1823ff009c25cdd2cb6e3d6e5dc9
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describe
'10094' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYY' 'sip-files00139thm.jpg'
efef40a8b7b887393cda8411ac789539
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describe
'351148' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUYZ' 'sip-files00140.jp2'
9f578de52dda4371c629e3e0a5325aa8
2708c6d7456e371975b4639ab70b98bd52ca4b93
'2011-08-19T20:41:56-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZA' 'sip-files00140.jpg'
b466837c077ad366000ca9e9e88c073e
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describe
'36049' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZB' 'sip-files00140.pro'
74743bed5b4aae6cd1a3a056b1fa5515
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describe
'39992' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZC' 'sip-files00140.QC.jpg'
6b267ddd621d9696d1f9811cf1280e2d
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describe
'2822592' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZD' 'sip-files00140.tif'
055e9d89bedf2fde2d42b7da437f2acc
2f05a67b31257352ac50638d6dd53da205d65187
describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZE' 'sip-files00140.txt'
09bbdf16e20aba1b498e4e5177dd64aa
68d088a0f64b9ac423ec3cd54e37a1a25e058fee
describe
'9887' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZF' 'sip-files00140thm.jpg'
306e5c959362be0d1b5971e50f71edaa
72881c1ab78ca04f7d301796da178cf4499bbd30
describe
'364055' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZG' 'sip-files00141.jp2'
c0a2d1a6c8233bedf0318485f6be39f5
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describe
'126274' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZH' 'sip-files00141.jpg'
f16a9e2f26c7e3c617595fb585acec2e
dd25e9595ff305718136d7279c9d88a2954963ad
'2011-08-19T20:43:50-04:00'
describe
'39456' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZI' 'sip-files00141.pro'
1957824f3580508471843c8235e1c1b4
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describe
'42234' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZJ' 'sip-files00141.QC.jpg'
8789d4d9102157c783b2c15ab61be362
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describe
'2926072' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZK' 'sip-files00141.tif'
b1c77b876cefaba1113d03d246550b96
8ff89f866f4e77aa3f59b86859e3eb31c03c4c01
'2011-08-19T20:43:00-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZL' 'sip-files00141.txt'
81bb3d2c56a3bae0b9b459c8052f492c
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describe
'10205' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZM' 'sip-files00141thm.jpg'
16ce0cab5b6b36eb7a63114938402a65
e365afd8c9a8acf63d1d0f23870adedf8d8412d9
'2011-08-19T20:46:48-04:00'
describe
'353165' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZN' 'sip-files00142.jp2'
3dfc93855aa34edc4749543ec2325d11
775700020853334670875e307189d1bab98e8333
describe
'123627' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZO' 'sip-files00142.jpg'
dca2634d7cc57ec7213865046f7df9c1
decd3a775c2b0ba6b2a0e7a08246c36437cd62d4
describe
'37173' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZP' 'sip-files00142.pro'
9c2178ec6e1ac38226c34a34e236cca1
ee7ebcb5c4461ee59a43661d4432a9b0b9e8380a
'2011-08-19T20:38:38-04:00'
describe
'40999' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZQ' 'sip-files00142.QC.jpg'
66a2906bbefe5d3d833745ad0fd90950
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describe
'2838764' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZR' 'sip-files00142.tif'
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describe
'1477' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZS' 'sip-files00142.txt'
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describe
'10302' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZT' 'sip-files00142thm.jpg'
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describe
'358166' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZU' 'sip-files00143.jp2'
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describe
'121772' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZV' 'sip-files00143.jpg'
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describe
'39521' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZW' 'sip-files00143.pro'
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describe
'41686' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZX' 'sip-files00143.QC.jpg'
f7ed27c1ab767e80377115a9b64d36bb
08bdc05ebb83eb46f579c645d1dc0812149fa489
'2011-08-19T20:46:24-04:00'
describe
'2878908' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZY' 'sip-files00143.tif'
a2ef131f5e5292903ee6189aa0a44c42
3ac2c0c0048aee1bcabf1faaf2597ecd8e02d30e
'2011-08-19T20:40:43-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAUZZ' 'sip-files00143.txt'
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describe
'10190' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAA' 'sip-files00143thm.jpg'
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'2011-08-19T20:38:30-04:00'
describe
'348230' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAB' 'sip-files00144.jp2'
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describe
'84665' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAC' 'sip-files00144.jpg'
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describe
'26188' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAD' 'sip-files00144.pro'
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describe
'27603' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAE' 'sip-files00144.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2797860' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAF' 'sip-files00144.tif'
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describe
'1070' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAG' 'sip-files00144.txt'
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describe
'7127' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAH' 'sip-files00144thm.jpg'
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'2011-08-19T20:40:01-04:00'
describe
'352947' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAI' 'sip-files00145.jp2'
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describe
'113632' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAJ' 'sip-files00145.jpg'
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describe
'36476' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAK' 'sip-files00145.pro'
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describe
'38292' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAL' 'sip-files00145.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2836772' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAM' 'sip-files00145.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAN' 'sip-files00145.txt'
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describe
'9576' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAO' 'sip-files00145thm.jpg'
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describe
'363743' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAP' 'sip-files00146.jp2'
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describe
'109961' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAQ' 'sip-files00146.jpg'
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describe
'36073' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAR' 'sip-files00146.pro'
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describe
'36694' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAS' 'sip-files00146.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2923500' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAT' 'sip-files00146.tif'
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describe
'1424' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAU' 'sip-files00146.txt'
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describe
'9320' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAV' 'sip-files00146thm.jpg'
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describe
'356536' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAW' 'sip-files00147.jp2'
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describe
'115518' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAX' 'sip-files00147.jpg'
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describe
'36097' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAY' 'sip-files00147.pro'
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describe
'39702' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVAZ' 'sip-files00147.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2865680' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBA' 'sip-files00147.tif'
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describe
'1441' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBB' 'sip-files00147.txt'
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describe
'10009' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBC' 'sip-files00147thm.jpg'
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describe
'356358' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBD' 'sip-files00148.jp2'
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describe
'111624' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBE' 'sip-files00148.jpg'
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describe
'35205' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBF' 'sip-files00148.pro'
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describe
'37517' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBG' 'sip-files00148.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2863852' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBH' 'sip-files00148.tif'
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describe
'1403' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBI' 'sip-files00148.txt'
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describe
'9270' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBJ' 'sip-files00148thm.jpg'
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describe
'350053' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBK' 'sip-files00149.jp2'
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describe
'116129' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBL' 'sip-files00149.jpg'
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describe
'36580' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBM' 'sip-files00149.pro'
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describe
'41078' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBN' 'sip-files00149.QC.jpg'
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037594303877990ccb5984f07faa629c2826d74e
'2011-08-19T20:38:15-04:00'
describe
'2813572' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBO' 'sip-files00149.tif'
a0fafd0357204b9a30b79a9263908556
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'2011-08-19T20:41:49-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBP' 'sip-files00149.txt'
5a2e2f1cc79225a903af7b2b6e29bbc1
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'2011-08-19T20:42:19-04:00'
describe
'10039' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBQ' 'sip-files00149thm.jpg'
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describe
'353566' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBR' 'sip-files00150.jp2'
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describe
'120468' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBS' 'sip-files00150.jpg'
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describe
'38188' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBT' 'sip-files00150.pro'
37665017c8b6844c33e70e7798df7bbc
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describe
'41585' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBU' 'sip-files00150.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2841940' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBV' 'sip-files00150.tif'
125c04f27edcfcff89f951c7dda22ac7
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describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBW' 'sip-files00150.txt'
78d2178cbd0a853ae2beb935dd7704c0
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'2011-08-19T20:46:59-04:00'
describe
'10284' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBX' 'sip-files00150thm.jpg'
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describe
'357604' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBY' 'sip-files00151.jp2'
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describe
'120201' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVBZ' 'sip-files00151.jpg'
f0869c63e9a6be4a4cc8a95f6af08aa1
2656a7fc7d4ea6b990de15feac4255df735fa368
'2011-08-19T20:38:31-04:00'
describe
'38008' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCA' 'sip-files00151.pro'
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describe
'42762' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCB' 'sip-files00151.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2874088' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCC' 'sip-files00151.tif'
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describe
'1496' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCD' 'sip-files00151.txt'
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describe
'10345' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCE' 'sip-files00151thm.jpg'
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describe
'379387' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCF' 'sip-files00152.jp2'
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614681b937da1e76e5149b023b76eb5864472a5c
'2011-08-19T20:45:49-04:00'
describe
'105856' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCG' 'sip-files00152.jpg'
4e9f54284930b1c0e8ff6b2e01fcd4c7
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describe
'35883' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCH' 'sip-files00152.pro'
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describe
'35130' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCI' 'sip-files00152.QC.jpg'
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describe
'3048496' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCJ' 'sip-files00152.tif'
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'2011-08-19T20:40:19-04:00'
describe
'1423' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCK' 'sip-files00152.txt'
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describe
'8724' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCL' 'sip-files00152thm.jpg'
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describe
'321780' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCM' 'sip-files00153.jp2'
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describe
'37207' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCN' 'sip-files00153.jpg'
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describe
'8376' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCO' 'sip-files00153.pro'
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describe
'12190' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCP' 'sip-files00153.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2845916' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCQ' 'sip-files00153.tif'
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describe
'332' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCR' 'sip-files00153.txt'
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describe
'3301' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCS' 'sip-files00153thm.jpg'
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describe
'335625' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCT' 'sip-files00154.jp2'
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describe
'84842' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCU' 'sip-files00154.jpg'
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describe
'25289' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCV' 'sip-files00154.pro'
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describe
'28536' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCW' 'sip-files00154.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2697300' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCX' 'sip-files00154.tif'
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describe
'1030' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCY' 'sip-files00154.txt'
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59717e1db8f9594dd69f956c1a1089f4acf4f619
describe
'7241' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVCZ' 'sip-files00154thm.jpg'
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describe
'343212' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDA' 'sip-files00155.jp2'
7102640d67b2aae216a2a09b7c268914
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describe
'120406' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDB' 'sip-files00155.jpg'
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describe
'36292' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDC' 'sip-files00155.pro'
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ffffa05b9df0275fa22f789e50e0b143ca0180e0
describe
'40954' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDD' 'sip-files00155.QC.jpg'
ecb4a2d7c1ad911bf4d7a52b0f9048ef
81363b1e07aad5dc5cc2003948c2d8edaf362d2e
'2011-08-19T20:40:18-04:00'
describe
'2758980' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDE' 'sip-files00155.tif'
bf9d784c5c7f42db0b63eaff66cbf493
bc88953cfd6d06990cebe32ffdcaa08e49d9176d
describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDF' 'sip-files00155.txt'
c325fcc4a4f6677d9a7dc53d8e255d8d
064ec0566c0309ce30584b9d785557cdb9bc1d71
describe
'10323' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDG' 'sip-files00155thm.jpg'
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describe
'357222' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDH' 'sip-files00156.jp2'
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bbb2a05e54e706add7d68ed56ec86e6f9e578cf8
describe
'125514' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDI' 'sip-files00156.jpg'
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describe
'37796' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDJ' 'sip-files00156.pro'
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describe
'43130' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDK' 'sip-files00156.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2870996' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDL' 'sip-files00156.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDM' 'sip-files00156.txt'
b69653d94ccb664d68a5e6d79c4ac01d
29a56b49136464c0cd4162f4c4a6055d2d571ed6
'2011-08-19T20:46:49-04:00'
describe
'10445' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDN' 'sip-files00156thm.jpg'
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describe
'359322' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDO' 'sip-files00157.jp2'
c9fa9c94716137a0362a2bbd1bc92a32
065b16ec96eb5454e5dbf00b2cf860f407782b9a
'2011-08-19T20:41:29-04:00'
describe
'113845' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDP' 'sip-files00157.jpg'
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describe
'35255' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDQ' 'sip-files00157.pro'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDR' 'sip-files00157.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2887492' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDS' 'sip-files00157.tif'
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describe
'1405' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDT' 'sip-files00157.txt'
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describe
'9867' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDU' 'sip-files00157thm.jpg'
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describe
'361872' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDV' 'sip-files00158.jp2'
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describe
'112611' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDW' 'sip-files00158.jpg'
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'2011-08-19T20:38:53-04:00'
describe
'35207' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDX' 'sip-files00158.pro'
2c7854fec2e51fd5375496a9ac4b2b66
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describe
'37629' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDY' 'sip-files00158.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2908808' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVDZ' 'sip-files00158.tif'
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describe
'1401' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVEA' 'sip-files00158.txt'
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describe
'9825' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVEB' 'sip-files00158thm.jpg'
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describe
'362968' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVEC' 'sip-files00159.jp2'
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describe
'107554' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVED' 'sip-files00159.jpg'
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describe
'34109' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVEE' 'sip-files00159.pro'
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describe
'36609' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVEF' 'sip-files00159.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2916656' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVEG' 'sip-files00159.tif'
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describe
'1363' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVEH' 'sip-files00159.txt'
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describe
'9548' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVEI' 'sip-files00159thm.jpg'
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describe
'352956' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVEJ' 'sip-files00160.jp2'
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describe
'117829' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVEK' 'sip-files00160.jpg'
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describe
'37067' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVEL' 'sip-files00160.pro'
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describe
'40382' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVEM' 'sip-files00160.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2837028' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVEN' 'sip-files00160.tif'
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describe
'1465' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVEO' 'sip-files00160.txt'
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describe
'9972' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVEP' 'sip-files00160thm.jpg'
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describe
'353993' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVEQ' 'sip-files00161.jp2'
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describe
'88695' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVER' 'sip-files00161.jpg'
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describe
'26112' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVES' 'sip-files00161.pro'
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d62a63b63a29e746a2b80a24ca61fe5ad9c1d3a9
'2011-08-19T20:38:23-04:00'
describe
'29300' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVET' 'sip-files00161.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2843612' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVEU' 'sip-files00161.tif'
b767ae81c815fb6d454638a7094738f2
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describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVEV' 'sip-files00161.txt'
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b2b9e1d8210a562574187d15ea04d77477638ed6
'2011-08-19T20:46:54-04:00'
describe
'7494' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVEW' 'sip-files00161thm.jpg'
f2427a5174e9c49c6cd5a2e9e8fba53b
21df385c31b80da4c1233365044ec44eb5e4215d
'2011-08-19T20:40:56-04:00'
describe
'368131' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVEX' 'sip-files00162.jp2'
8ce133080326d7f1c4333c497ac0784a
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'2011-08-19T20:42:53-04:00'
describe
'116206' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVEY' 'sip-files00162.jpg'
54997e13cd38c7c08dc2d91705afa2e4
d3c9c91a30ed2909b61a5fb3a1d08f21eb18c4bd
'2011-08-19T20:46:00-04:00'
describe
'37143' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVEZ' 'sip-files00162.pro'
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describe
'39078' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFA' 'sip-files00162.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2958548' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFB' 'sip-files00162.tif'
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describe
'1464' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFC' 'sip-files00162.txt'
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describe
'9838' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFD' 'sip-files00162thm.jpg'
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describe
'352238' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFE' 'sip-files00163.jp2'
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describe
'111623' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFF' 'sip-files00163.jpg'
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describe
'35623' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFG' 'sip-files00163.pro'
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describe
'36796' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFH' 'sip-files00163.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2830832' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFI' 'sip-files00163.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFJ' 'sip-files00163.txt'
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describe
'8843' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFK' 'sip-files00163thm.jpg'
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describe
'362205' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFL' 'sip-files00164.jp2'
8388b98ee80deddb2e36799b1bb8fdbd
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'2011-08-19T20:45:30-04:00'
describe
'113603' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFM' 'sip-files00164.jpg'
b6e44b0a65ed18adf599f3221e3ffec3
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describe
'35593' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFN' 'sip-files00164.pro'
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describe
'37828' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFO' 'sip-files00164.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2910816' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFP' 'sip-files00164.tif'
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describe
'1432' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFQ' 'sip-files00164.txt'
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describe
'9251' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFR' 'sip-files00164thm.jpg'
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describe
'353118' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFS' 'sip-files00165.jp2'
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describe
'111580' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFT' 'sip-files00165.jpg'
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describe
'34054' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFU' 'sip-files00165.pro'
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describe
'39109' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFV' 'sip-files00165.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2837796' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFW' 'sip-files00165.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFX' 'sip-files00165.txt'
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describe
'10072' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFY' 'sip-files00165thm.jpg'
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describe
'351989' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVFZ' 'sip-files00166.jp2'
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'2011-08-19T20:42:14-04:00'
describe
'118855' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGA' 'sip-files00166.jpg'
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describe
'36060' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGB' 'sip-files00166.pro'
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describe
'40231' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGC' 'sip-files00166.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2829420' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGD' 'sip-files00166.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGE' 'sip-files00166.txt'
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describe
'9756' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGF' 'sip-files00166thm.jpg'
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describe
'354342' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGG' 'sip-files00167.jp2'
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describe
'119058' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGH' 'sip-files00167.jpg'
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describe
'37470' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGI' 'sip-files00167.pro'
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describe
'41691' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGJ' 'sip-files00167.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2848072' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGK' 'sip-files00167.tif'
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describe
'1476' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGL' 'sip-files00167.txt'
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describe
'10170' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGM' 'sip-files00167thm.jpg'
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'2011-08-19T20:39:23-04:00'
describe
'360471' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGN' 'sip-files00168.jp2'
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acc84ad6ac831acaef42f3eea82b573247ec0f42
'2011-08-19T20:38:32-04:00'
describe
'115023' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGO' 'sip-files00168.jpg'
09fca79965d13876af793baae5a4a97e
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describe
'36568' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGP' 'sip-files00168.pro'
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describe
'39533' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGQ' 'sip-files00168.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2897208' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGR' 'sip-files00168.tif'
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describe
'1451' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGS' 'sip-files00168.txt'
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describe
'10127' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGT' 'sip-files00168thm.jpg'
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describe
'366364' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGU' 'sip-files00169.jp2'
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describe
'114263' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGV' 'sip-files00169.jpg'
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describe
'36934' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGW' 'sip-files00169.pro'
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describe
'39359' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGX' 'sip-files00169.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2944028' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGY' 'sip-files00169.tif'
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describe
'1483' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVGZ' 'sip-files00169.txt'
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describe
'9907' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHA' 'sip-files00169thm.jpg'
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describe
'267447' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHB' 'sip-files00170.jp2'
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describe
'41418' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHC' 'sip-files00170.jpg'
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describe
'10521' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHD' 'sip-files00170.pro'
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describe
'13402' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHE' 'sip-files00170.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2837456' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHF' 'sip-files00170.tif'
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describe
'425' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHG' 'sip-files00170.txt'
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describe
'3553' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHH' 'sip-files00170thm.jpg'
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describe
'366330' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHI' 'sip-files00171.jp2'
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describe
'83742' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHJ' 'sip-files00171.jpg'
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describe
'26867' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHK' 'sip-files00171.pro'
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describe
'27762' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHL' 'sip-files00171.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942648' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHM' 'sip-files00171.tif'
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describe
'1093' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHN' 'sip-files00171.txt'
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describe
'7431' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHO' 'sip-files00171thm.jpg'
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describe
'365942' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHP' 'sip-files00172.jp2'
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describe
'116609' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHQ' 'sip-files00172.jpg'
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describe
'37343' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHR' 'sip-files00172.pro'
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describe
'40423' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHS' 'sip-files00172.QC.jpg'
2016e1bc5a5285128adf99cf56d0f2a3
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describe
'2941316' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHT' 'sip-files00172.tif'
70d05d3b779515e1b72daabb033d0027
e09aaa77c36502c2bf0e52627fbddf010af01301
'2011-08-19T20:44:25-04:00'
describe
'1485' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHU' 'sip-files00172.txt'
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describe
'9783' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHV' 'sip-files00172thm.jpg'
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describe
'362185' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHW' 'sip-files00173.jp2'
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describe
'116430' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHX' 'sip-files00173.jpg'
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describe
'37254' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHY' 'sip-files00173.pro'
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describe
'38762' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVHZ' 'sip-files00173.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2911056' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVIA' 'sip-files00173.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVIB' 'sip-files00173.txt'
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describe
'9765' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVIC' 'sip-files00173thm.jpg'
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describe
'373390' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVID' 'sip-files00174.jp2'
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describe
'110860' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVIE' 'sip-files00174.jpg'
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describe
'36495' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVIF' 'sip-files00174.pro'
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describe
'37157' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVIG' 'sip-files00174.QC.jpg'
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describe
'3000316' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVIH' 'sip-files00174.tif'
fa46c98a02212bb19c430d6c8192b844
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describe
'1454' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVII' 'sip-files00174.txt'
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describe
'9671' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVIJ' 'sip-files00174thm.jpg'
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describe
'357176' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVIK' 'sip-files00175.jp2'
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describe
'116538' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVIL' 'sip-files00175.jpg'
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describe
'36626' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVIM' 'sip-files00175.pro'
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describe
'40580' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVIN' 'sip-files00175.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2870476' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVIO' 'sip-files00175.tif'
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describe
'1458' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVIP' 'sip-files00175.txt'
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describe
'10283' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVIQ' 'sip-files00175thm.jpg'
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describe
'354886' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVIR' 'sip-files00176.jp2'
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describe
'106404' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVIS' 'sip-files00176.jpg'
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describe
'33842' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVIT' 'sip-files00176.pro'
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describe
'37368' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVIU' 'sip-files00176.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2853068' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVIV' 'sip-files00176.tif'
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describe
'1352' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVIW' 'sip-files00176.txt'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVIX' 'sip-files00176thm.jpg'
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describe
'348400' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVIY' 'sip-files00177.jp2'
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describe
'122981' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVIZ' 'sip-files00177.jpg'
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describe
'37588' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJA' 'sip-files00177.pro'
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describe
'42557' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJB' 'sip-files00177.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2800884' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJC' 'sip-files00177.tif'
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describe
'1488' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJD' 'sip-files00177.txt'
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describe
'10391' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJE' 'sip-files00177thm.jpg'
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describe
'366285' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJF' 'sip-files00178.jp2'
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describe
'112144' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJG' 'sip-files00178.jpg'
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describe
'35803' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJH' 'sip-files00178.pro'
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describe
'37679' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJI' 'sip-files00178.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2943068' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJJ' 'sip-files00178.tif'
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describe
'1445' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJK' 'sip-files00178.txt'
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describe
'9521' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJL' 'sip-files00178thm.jpg'
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describe
'336949' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJM' 'sip-files00179.jp2'
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describe
'72977' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJN' 'sip-files00179.jpg'
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describe
'21501' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJO' 'sip-files00179.pro'
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describe
'24963' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJP' 'sip-files00179.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2707384' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJQ' 'sip-files00179.tif'
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describe
'860' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJR' 'sip-files00179.txt'
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describe
'6367' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJS' 'sip-files00179thm.jpg'
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describe
'368797' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJT' 'sip-files00180.jp2'
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describe
'88855' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJU' 'sip-files00180.jpg'
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describe
'28397' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJV' 'sip-files00180.pro'
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describe
'29510' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJW' 'sip-files00180.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2962360' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJX' 'sip-files00180.tif'
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describe
'1152' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJY' 'sip-files00180.txt'
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describe
'7269' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVJZ' 'sip-files00180thm.jpg'
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describe
'353530' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKA' 'sip-files00181.jp2'
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describe
'123608' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKB' 'sip-files00181.jpg'
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describe
'38349' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKC' 'sip-files00181.pro'
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describe
'42681' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKD' 'sip-files00181.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2841456' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKE' 'sip-files00181.tif'
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describe
'1535' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKF' 'sip-files00181.txt'
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describe
'10441' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKG' 'sip-files00181thm.jpg'
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describe
'360683' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKH' 'sip-files00182.jp2'
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describe
'105253' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKI' 'sip-files00182.jpg'
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'2011-08-19T20:45:20-04:00'
describe
'33450' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKJ' 'sip-files00182.pro'
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describe
'35634' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKK' 'sip-files00182.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2898648' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKL' 'sip-files00182.tif'
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'2011-08-19T20:44:56-04:00'
describe
'1330' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKM' 'sip-files00182.txt'
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describe
'9130' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKN' 'sip-files00182thm.jpg'
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describe
'362492' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKO' 'sip-files00183.jp2'
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describe
'117744' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKP' 'sip-files00183.jpg'
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describe
'37809' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKQ' 'sip-files00183.pro'
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describe
'40074' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKR' 'sip-files00183.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2913320' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKS' 'sip-files00183.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKT' 'sip-files00183.txt'
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describe
'9902' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKU' 'sip-files00183thm.jpg'
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describe
'361617' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKV' 'sip-files00184.jp2'
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describe
'81748' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKW' 'sip-files00184.jpg'
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describe
'25492' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKX' 'sip-files00184.pro'
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describe
'27180' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKY' 'sip-files00184.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2904736' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVKZ' 'sip-files00184.tif'
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describe
'999' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLA' 'sip-files00184.txt'
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describe
'6770' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLB' 'sip-files00184thm.jpg'
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describe
'351196' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLC' 'sip-files00185.jp2'
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describe
'86827' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLD' 'sip-files00185.jpg'
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describe
'25600' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLE' 'sip-files00185.pro'
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describe
'30167' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLF' 'sip-files00185.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLG' 'sip-files00185.tif'
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describe
'1056' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLH' 'sip-files00185.txt'
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describe
'7325' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLI' 'sip-files00185thm.jpg'
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describe
'362791' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLJ' 'sip-files00186.jp2'
ae9794f5bdccbaec4cd9dcf487b0c2c3
41f5cea1a4e09346885043b55702ccae957555c2
'2011-08-19T20:42:36-04:00'
describe
'125265' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLK' 'sip-files00186.jpg'
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describe
'39469' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLL' 'sip-files00186.pro'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLM' 'sip-files00186.QC.jpg'
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e49c453c6b3fc9d5e30d3dbc6241a81f8c6fdf30
'2011-08-19T20:45:01-04:00'
describe
'2915664' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLN' 'sip-files00186.tif'
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describe
'1550' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLO' 'sip-files00186.txt'
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describe
'10316' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLP' 'sip-files00186thm.jpg'
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describe
'370277' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLQ' 'sip-files00187.jp2'
abe1d7e2d6e44199ef6cef058a969fd7
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describe
'106500' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLR' 'sip-files00187.jpg'
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describe
'34416' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLS' 'sip-files00187.pro'
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describe
'35686' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLT' 'sip-files00187.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2975356' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLU' 'sip-files00187.tif'
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describe
'1375' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLV' 'sip-files00187.txt'
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describe
'9403' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLW' 'sip-files00187thm.jpg'
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describe
'348389' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLX' 'sip-files00188.jp2'
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describe
'120035' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLY' 'sip-files00188.jpg'
65809fe55e8a74c569435cdb36187ad9
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'2011-08-19T20:43:43-04:00'
describe
'36108' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVLZ' 'sip-files00188.pro'
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describe
'41782' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVMA' 'sip-files00188.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2800296' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVMB' 'sip-files00188.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVMC' 'sip-files00188.txt'
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describe
'10642' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVMD' 'sip-files00188thm.jpg'
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describe
'360701' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVME' 'sip-files00189.jp2'
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describe
'114454' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVMF' 'sip-files00189.jpg'
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describe
'35671' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVMG' 'sip-files00189.pro'
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describe
'38200' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVMH' 'sip-files00189.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2899368' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVMI' 'sip-files00189.tif'
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describe
'1420' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVMJ' 'sip-files00189.txt'
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describe
'9578' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVMK' 'sip-files00189thm.jpg'
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describe
'372068' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVML' 'sip-files00190.jp2'
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describe
'110893' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVMM' 'sip-files00190.jpg'
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describe
'44146' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVMN' 'sip-files00190.pro'
562843b18e08b899b23f04ffa65255b4
7eb36e316490ecffd67cd49c5ec12e4997ba1b81
'2011-08-19T20:43:46-04:00'
describe
'36636' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVMO' 'sip-files00190.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2989668' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVMP' 'sip-files00190.tif'
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describe
'1824' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVMQ' 'sip-files00190.txt'
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describe
'8946' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVMR' 'sip-files00190thm.jpg'
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describe
'282112' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVMS' 'sip-files00191.jp2'
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describe
'36978' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVMT' 'sip-files00191.jpg'
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describe
'11071' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVMU' 'sip-files00191.pro'
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describe
'11233' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVMV' 'sip-files00191.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2830216' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVMW' 'sip-files00191.tif'
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describe
'492' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVMX' 'sip-files00191.txt'
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describe
'2949' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVMY' 'sip-files00191thm.jpg'
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describe
'343728' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVMZ' 'sip-files00192.jp2'
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describe
'81917' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVNA' 'sip-files00192.jpg'
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describe
'25225' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVNB' 'sip-files00192.pro'
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describe
'28149' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVNC' 'sip-files00192.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2762240' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVND' 'sip-files00192.tif'
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describe
'1028' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVNE' 'sip-files00192.txt'
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describe
'7103' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVNF' 'sip-files00192thm.jpg'
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describe
'340715' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVNG' 'sip-files00193.jp2'
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describe
'98436' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVNH' 'sip-files00193.jpg'
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describe
'30358' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVNI' 'sip-files00193.pro'
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describe
'32320' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVNJ' 'sip-files00193.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2738060' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVNK' 'sip-files00193.tif'
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describe
'1345' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVNL' 'sip-files00193.txt'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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'2011-08-19T20:46:45-04:00'
describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'43264' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVOE' 'sip-files00196.QC.jpg'
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describe
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describe
'1557' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVOG' 'sip-files00196.txt'
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describe
'10524' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVOH' 'sip-files00196thm.jpg'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'1440' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVON' 'sip-files00197.txt'
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describe
'10494' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVOO' 'sip-files00197thm.jpg'
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describe
'354220' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVOP' 'sip-files00198.jp2'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
'317986' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVPD' 'sip-files00200.jp2'
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describe
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describe
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describe
'51987' 'info:fdaE20080801_AAAAHRfileF20080803_AAAVPG' 'sip-files00200.QC.jpg'
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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describe
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'2013-12-16T21:53:56-05:00' 'mixed'
xml resolution
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http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema
The element type "div" must be terminated by the matching end-tag "
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TargetNamespace.1: Expecting namespace 'http://www.uflib.ufl.edu/digital/metadata/ufdc2/', but the target namespace of the schema document is 'http://digital.uflib.ufl.edu/metadata/ufdc2/'.
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describe
'2013-12-16T21:53:53-05:00'
xml resolution






ho 3" by




















AN ENCOUNTER.

“The key was wrencwa from Guy Dunn s hand,.--Page 109.
PRE: BLACKSMITH:

8 OF
BONIFACE LANE
by ALOE

































THE PRINCE’S DRESS.

Page 93.

T. NELSON & SONS

LONDON, EDINBURGH & NEW-YORE
THE

_ BLACKSMITH
OF BONIFACE LANE

BY

A. DL. ©. B.,

Author of ‘ Pictures of St. Peter in an English Home,”

“Driven into Exile,” ‘ Harold's Bride,”

“War and “Peace,”
&e &c,



THOMAS NELSON AND SONS
London, Edinburgh, and New York

1895
LOreface.

My tale has a historical basis, and the fiction in it is
but as the wild-flowers and moss which may gather
at the foot of some ancient landmark. We can still
read the inscription upon it. What that inscription
is, and in what direction the finger-post points, will

be seen in the course of the story.

I.

Il.
III.
Iv.
v.
VI.
VII.
VIII.
Ix.
x.
XI
XII,
XIII.
XIV.
XV.
XVI.
XVII.
XVII.
XIX.
xx.

XXI.

G@lontents.

THE SIGN OF THE WHITE HART,
BLOWING BUBBLES,

REBUKE,

DAME MARJORY’S TALE,

THE PEASANTS’ INSURRECTION,
THE HOUSE IN BIRD’S ALLEY,
SNOW AND FIRE,

A SUDDEN CHANGE,

THE PRINCE'S DRESS, .

OFF TO GREENWICH,

AN ENCOUNTER,

WHEN THE CAT IS AWAY,

A DARING ADVENTURE,

LED OUT TO DANCE,

THORNS AFTER ROSES,
CONFESSION,

THE BLOW FALLS,
TEMPTATION,

TRUE AND TRIED,

A CHAPTER SOON ENDED,
AFTER SEVEN YEARS,

19
31
36
48
57
68
79
88
96
108
114
127
136
146
153
163
172
7
184
186









THE

BLACKSMITH OF BONIFACE
LANE.



CHAPTER I.
THE SIGN OF THE WHITE HART.

Ir is to London that the reader is introduced ; but a very
different London from the vast metropolis at the end of
the nineteenth century was that which bore the name at
the beginning of the fifteenth. Instead of. the enormous.
labyrinth of streets stretching in every direction as if to
absorb and swallow up everything green for miles upon
miles, London was then of moderate size ; a morning ride
might take a horseman round it. “What now are crowded
thoroughfares were then villag es divided from each other
by field or common; the wild boar might: roam, where
now the omnibus bears its passengers along roads. bor-
dered by neat rows of suburban villas. The Fleet was
then a stream where we can imagine the bulrush grow-
ing and the trout swimming. In Henry the Fourth’s
Io THE SIGN OF THE WHITE HART.

days carriages had not been invented, and the cab was
unknown. Ladies rode on pillions behind their serv-
ants, or were borne along in litters. The incessant
roll of wheels, the rumble, the racket, the flow of busy
life from west to east in the morning, with an evening
ebb back to more fashionable quarters, was then in the
undreamed-of future. There were no lines of yellow
gas-lamps at night to dispel the darkness; retainers in
gay liveries carried torches before their masters.

But London was a busy place under the first Lancas-
trian king, though utterly unlike what it is now. If
the city occupied a far-smaller space, that space was
crowded with buildings and swarming with life. London
had no theatres, but it had its mummeries and miracle
-plays acted in the streets ; amusements which our ances-
tors may have deemed pious, but which we should deem
profane. The narrow streets were made to appear more
narrow by the upper stories of some of the houses pro-
jecting beyond the lower, so that the residents on either
side of the way could exchange greetings with each
other from the latticed casements. There was more of
picturesqueness in ancient London than in the modern,
though certainly less of comfort. The passengers seen
in the thoroughfares were very unlike those who now
make our city resemble a swarming ant-hill. There
throng thé noisy apprentices, bent on mirth and mischief.
They have tried their strength ere now against gallants
from the court, and are ready for a row. With jingling
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bridle, yonder rides a fat abbot on his ambling palfrey,
scarcely noticing the bare-foot friar who tells his beads
as he walks along. Beggars with sores sit by the way-
side, praying for alms in the name of Mary.; a minstrel
is gathering a crowd around him to listen to some
ballad of Robin Hood, Rhymes of Sir Tristram, or the
Romaunt of the Rose. It would be as difficult to recog-
nize the London of to-day in that of the reign of Henry
the Fourth, as to trace a resemblance between some
portly banker of Lombard Street, with bald head and
spectacles on nose, and the portrait of himself taken fifty
years before, representing the merry urchin just emerged
from pinafores and red-strapped shoes.

Turning from one of the largest thoroughfares of
London as it was under the first Lancastrian king, we
enter a narrow street called Boniface Lane. It is chiefly
inhabited by. well-to-do artisans and shopkeepers. Signs
or quaint devices hung over the entrances of shops show
the crafts pursued by the citizens within. Over one,
which we- shall have frequent occasion to visit, hangs a
big painted yellow boot, in size meet for a giant, but. gay
with tassels and gilding, as if meant for some fop of the
day. Under -the sign, in large gold letters, appears-the
inscription : Peterkin Paton, Bootmaker to the Prince of
Wales. This shop, though it would certainly not-now
hold its own in Bond Street, is rather a favourite resort
of merry courtiers, and has been so since the days when
Richard the Second was surrounded by a gay, giddy
12 THE SIGN OF THE WHITE HART.

train, who fed on his bounty and deserted him in his
need. Grave history smiles to record the absurdities of
fashion in his reign. “A fine gentleman did not then
think himself well dressed unless his clothes were liter-
ally made of patchwork. One sleeve was blue, the
other green; one stocking red, the other white; a boot
on one foot, and a shoe on the other.
“ Long beans: thriftless,
Painted heads, witless,

Gay coats, graceless,
Maketh England thriftless.”

So rang the rough rhyme of the day.*
There was still a great deal of folly and extravagance
in apparel. Peterkin Paton was said to have won pat-
ronage amongst the gay by his invention of the tasselled
and spangled boot, though some averred that his pretty
daughter, Maid Marian, had something to do with bring-
ing idle gallants to the shop, above which she resided
with her widowed aunt, Dame Marjory Strong.

On the opposite side of the irregularly built lane, but
lower. down, is a smithy, with the name of John Badby,
in ;black letters, above it. Thence from morning. till
even comes the sound of the clink, clink, or the thud,
thud; and the red glow of the furnace and. the sparks
from the forge are seen, as the smith, a fine powerful

'man in the prime of life, pursues his heavy labours.
Occasionally John Badby pauses, perhaps to rest his

* Markham’s ‘“‘ History of England.”
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sinewy arm, perhaps to glance in the direction of the lat-
ticed casement above Paton’s shop, where there is “ metal
more attractive” for him than the iron which glows on
his anvil. The smithy is a not infrequent resort of
horseman or squire, as John Badby is an armourer as
well as a smith, and can rivet buckler or hammer basinet
for a knight-as well as shoe his charger.

Almost opposite to the smithy is a tavern, very unlike
the flaring gin-palace of the nineteenth century, more
resembling the modern ‘village inn, with Good Accom-
modation for Man and Beast on the sign which swings
over the entrance. That sign bears on either side the
device of the White Hart, the well-known cognizance of
the ill-fated Richard the Second. It formerly displayed
a gay prancing stag, with golden branching horns and
gilt hoofs; but the chalky white is now dulled and
darkened by smoke and rain, and the gilding so tarnished
as to be almost black. In the rough January wind the
sign swings and creaks with a dismal sound, as if, like a
hatchment, it were placed as a memorial of the dead
rather than as an invitation to the living.

“JT marvel, Master Host, that you do not have that
wretched cracked daub repainted, and made more suit-
able to the time.”

This observation was made by a man in a buff jerkin,
with a handsome hilted rapier by his side, and on his
head a velvet cap with a long drooping black feather.
He, with a blunt, ruddy-faced yeoman, formed the only”
14 THE SIGN OF THE WHITE HART.

customers sitting within the sanded parlour of the
tavern, to enjoy the warmth of a blazing fire, and a
dinner of savoury bacon and beans, washed down by a
cup of sack as regarded the speaker, and a tankard full
of brown ale quaffed by Bob Bolton the yeoman.

“T had thoughts of doing so, Master Guy Dunn,”
quoth the dapper little host, who in informal style had
seated himself on a bench opposite to his customers.
“Says I to my missus” —the host pointed over his
shoulder with his thumb towards the kitchen from
whence the sound of angry rating told of the wrath of
mine hostess towards the maid who had let the cat get
at the whey—“ says I to my missus, ‘We have a new
king, so we'll have a new sign. But ye see, Master
Guy, we two couldn’t agree as to what the new device
should be. I wanted a plume of feathers, in honour of
our merry young Prince of Wales; my wife she stuck
up for a golden mitre, as the Bishop of Arundel now
rules the roast. Well, Master Guy, we were getting
warm over the matter, so says I, ‘ We'll refer the choice
to honest John Badby, the smith on the opposite side 0’
the way.’ ”

The brow of Guy Dunn darkened. He was a man of
bold presence and handsome features, but when anything
displeased him a kind of lurid glare came into his eyes
which reminded beholders of that in some savage wild
beast’s, Almost every sentence uttered by Dunn was
rounded by an oath far too profane to be here recorded.
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He seldom removed his cap, but wore it alike in summer
and winter, in the street or by the hearth, save when in
the presence of those who would have regarded a covered
head as a sign of disrespect. This cap was perhaps
worn to hide a blemish, for the dark hair, thick and
bushy in other places, refused to grow over an ugly scar
on the left side of Dunn’s head.

“And what said the smith on this weighty matter ?”
asked Guy. —

“He said that if the tavern were his he would only
have the old sign burnished up new,” was the host’s
reply. “Says John, ‘Why show scorn to the gallant
White Hart because he was pulled down by the blood-
thirsty hounds ?’”

Guy Dunn started, and his dark eyes flashed with a
- dangerous light as he uttered an oath deeper and more
profane than usual. “The fellow had better keep a
wiser tongue in his head,” he exclaimed, “unless he
wishes to be hanged like his father.”

“His father—Bill Badby—I knew him well. He
was out with Wat Tyler some twenty years gone past,”
observed Bolton, who was rather an elderly man.

“ And his son with him,” said Guy Dunn. “It’s pity
that they did not string up the two together.”

“Why so?” asked the yeoman sharply ; “the urchin
was not ten years old. It would be hard to hang a
curly-pated child as a traitor for going with his dad to
see the fun.”
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“ Badby will be hanged yet,’ muttered Guy Dunn;
“he’s a pestilent fellow—a Lollard !” *

“Tf all such are to be hanged,” observed mine host
with a chuckle, “ropes won’t be had for love or money.
Nigh every third man or woman that you meet is a
Lollard; the last king, it was said, and assuredly his
. queen, favoured the new opinions.”

“That was in a reign that is past,” said Dunn; “the
tide runs another way now. Our present king—here’s
- a health to him—holds by the Pope and the prelates,
and will trample heresy out of the land. . You’ve heard
of the statute against heretics ?”

“What! has that been passed ?” cried mine host.

. “What does that mean?” asked the yeoman.

“Why, it means :that there will be no more dilly- ~
dallying about dealing with the followers of Wicklif” (a
curse and coarse epithet followed the name); “it means
that bishops can catch-—as we would catch foxes and
other vermin-——all heretical preachers, schoolmasters, or
writers of pestilent books,and force them to abjure their
vile errors.”

“ And if they won’t do so?” asked Bolton.

“Hand them over to the civil officers, to be burned
quick,” was the savage reply.

“Has the king signed this?” inquired the host of the
White Hart, gravely.

-“ Signed—sealed ; and he'll stick to it too,” cried Dunn.

* The name given to those who held opinions like those of Wicklif.
(237)
THE SIGN OF THE WHITE HART. ‘17

A short silence followed; to burn men for their
opinions was then a thing unknown in England. The
honest yeoman pushed from him his yet unemptied
plate, rose, and walking towards the fire, gazed vacantly
into it. Bolton did not utter his thoughts aloud, but
they were something like what follows :—

“ Henry of Lancaster has stains—he knows best what
stains—on his soul, and he wants Rome’s whitewash to
hide them. The king believes in papal absolution, and
that kind of thing, as being almost as good as the blood
of slaughtered Paynims to quiet a troublesome conscience.
It’s hard for Bolingbroke to settle his affairs with
Heaven, unless he threw in the burning of a few Lollards
to be put to the credit side of his account. Maybe
Heaven reckons in a different way from the king.” ,

“So Badby the smith had better look to it,” continued
Dunn, after the pause. “I'll be sworn he has not been
to confession for many a year, nor has burned a farthing
rushlight in honour of any of the saints.”

“John has one saint at home whom he serves
devoutly,” quoth Willis the host, resuming his naturally
lively. tone. “Badby treats his crippled mother as if
she were a princess of thé blood and he her squire-
in-waiting. He carries her up and down stairs every
day.”

“How came Dame Alice to be crippled?” asked the
yeoman, turning from the fire, taking again his seat at

the table, and addressing himself to finishing his plateful
(287) : 2
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of bacon and beans. “She was active as a squirrel
when I knew her, but that was many years ago.”

“She got crippled with rheumatism from going from
house to house, and sitting up night after night in the
bitter winter,’ quoth Willis. “It was a twelvemonth
last Candlemas since Dame Alice was taken with rheu-
matic fever—we thought she would die—and since then
she has never once set her foot to the ground, nor been
able so much as to lift her spoon to her mouth.”

“A heavy burden on John Badby,” said Bolton.

“Love’s labour is light,” observed Willis. “Dame
Alice is so patient, so cheerful, so thankful, in spite of
her helplessness and pain, that if there wasn’t a saint in
the calendar already for every day in the year, the Pope
need not look farther than her home to find one to fill
up a blank.”

“ About whom are you gossiping?” asked Mrs. Willis,
_ a red-faced woman, half a foot taller than her husband,
who came bustling in from the kitchen to get a drop of
something hot from the bar. “Who is the saint of
whom you are talking ?”

“We were not speaking of you, my dear,” replied the
merry little host, with a sly twinkle in his eye.
CHAPTER II.
BLOWING BUBBLES.

WE will now turn towards the tenement first mentioned
in my story, the quaint gabled house over whose en-
trance, overlapped by the projecting upper story, hangs
the gay tasselled boot, the sign of the craft pursued within.
In the lower part of the building, warehouse, workroom,
and shop, sit cross-legged half-a-dozen apprentice lads,
stitching, or rather chattering away, by the dim light of
oil cressets ; for the youths, even in winter, have not the
luxury of a fire. No particular description need be
given of Tom the tough, Sam the sloth, Dan the dolt,
Mat the monkey, Ben the bold, or Lubin the lubber ;
the nicknames given by young Dickon, their master’s
son, are sufficiently characteristic. Nor need the gossip
of the apprentices be detailed at length. There is grum-
bling at being kept at hammering of soles and stitching
of top leathers beyond working hours, merely because of
the spree of the evening before, of which Tom bears the
mark in a bound-up head, and Ben in a black eye.
They are a wild set, these apprentice boys of old London :
20 : BLOWING BUBBLES.

not one of them knows his letters, or could count up to
a hundred. There is much talk about a bear-baiting at
which Dan and Mat had been present, and a calculation
of the chances of being allowed to go and see the
mummeries to be exhibited on the birthday of Harry,
the Prince of Wales.

“T trow when that boy comes to the throne we shall
have more fun and merry-making than even in King
Richard’s time,” observed Mat; “young Hal is a deal
jollier than his father. Our master Dickon will come
in for everything going. It’s a grand thing to be court
jester to the heir to the throne.”

“T shouldn’t care to be any one’s fool,” quoth Sam
the sloth.

“No, you would not oe with any of your folly for
love or money,” cried Mat the monkey; “and yet you've
no lack of it either.”

“T don’t see what a boy not thirteen years old wants
with a jester of his own,” observed Dan in a grumbling
tone.

“He won't ask you to pay for his cap and bells,” said Mat.

“Not so sure of that,’ muttered Dan. “ Whence
comes all the money squandered at Ely House ?” *

“Not from your pocket,” laughed Mat. “T’'ll be bound
there’s nothing in it better than a brass farthing, and
that a crooked one too.”

* The palace of the Lancastrian dukes, as mentioned by Shakespeare,
after the burning of the Savoy by Wat Tyler’s mob.
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“ Ay,” said Tom the tough, the lad with the bandaged
head, “we prentices are poor enough, badly fed, and
lodged in a den only fit for rats. But when Prince Hal
comes to the throne we'll have stirring times! We'll
over the Channel, and have a set-to with the French.
Tll go to the fighting, I will! Tl throw away my
last—”

“Tt will be the last of you,” quoth Mat, who was
ambitious to be a jester. At the stale pun the merry
apprentices burst into a general roar of laughter.

“You'll leave off hammering English soles, and take
to hammering French crowns,” cried Mat. The mirth
was renewed.

“ Hist !” said Sam the sloth ; “I hear Dame Marjory’s
step above. She may hear our laughing, and get us into
a scrape with the master.”

This turned the conversation on Master Paton’s elderly
sister, Dame Marjory Strong.

“She’s a prosy, precise, stuck-up old poplar!” cried
Mat.

“ A good old soul too,” observed Tom the tough. “She
bound up my head yestere’en with her own hands, and
tore up a linen kerchief to stop the bleeding.”

“And gave you a lecture on street-brawling, I
warrant you, to make the cut heal the faster,” said
Mat. “That's a plaster the dame is always sticking

on.
“She swears by Wicklif,” observed Sam.
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“She never swears by anything,” retorted Tom.
“Why, yestere’en she rebuked Master Dickon himself
for swearing !”

“She did, did she!” exclaimed Mat. “And how did
the young jester take it?”

“With marvellous good-humour,’ was the reply.
“Dickon blushed up to the rim of his fool’s cap, and
said, ‘It’s hard, aunt, to be different from all the rest
of the world; at court swearing is as common as eat-
ing’ ‘It was an ill day when you took up with the
court folk, my boy; said the dame. I heard no more, ©
for I had only gone upstairs because I’d been called—I
was not supposed to have ears.”

“Unless they were asses’ ears,” suggested Mat.

“Was the Pink, Mistress Marian, present to hear her
brother chidden ?” asked Sam the sloth.

“ Ay, and she looked vexed, as I thought. Mistress
Marian thinks a mighty deal of the court and court
folk, I take it. Besides, the Pink always would take the
part of her twin.”

“ How like they are to each other!” cried Mat; “just
like a pair of cherries hanging from one twig.”

“T s’pose Master Paton and Dame Marjory are twins
too,” observed Dan the dolt; “they are wondrous like
each other.”

The luckless remark brought on the stupid lad a
shower of gibes from his companions.

“Where are your eyes? in your pocket?” cried Ben.
BLOWING BUBBLES. 23

“The dame is more than half-a-dozen years older than
master.”

“Where are your wits? in your heels?” said Mat.
“Dame Marjory is as straight and stiff as a spear, and
Master Paton has a round back; he has just escaped a
hump.”

« And the dame looks right before her—straight into
your eyes,” observed Tom the tough; “ while master—”

“Seems as if he were always peering for pins dropped
on the ground,” said Mat, “and grumbling because he
can’t find ’em.”

“The brother and sister have both high noses, and are
both given to scolding,” cried Dan, making an attempt
to justify the comparison which he had drawn between
them.

“They don’t even scold after the same fashion,” said
Mat ; “the dame sometimes snaps, but she never snarls.”

“ And she does not even snap unless she has some-
thing to snap at,” quoth her champion, Tom the tough ;
“something mean, or bad, or—”

“ Hist! the master’s a-coming!” cried Lubin. Con-
versation came to a sudden stop, and vigorous stitching
and hammering began.

We will now ascend the narrow oak staircase which
leads to the upper rooms of the house. The largest one,
which is called the parlour, is strewn with rushes, the
substitute then for a carpet. A log-fire is crackling and
throwing out sparks in a very large fireplace, adorned
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with tiles on which are rude representations of Scripture
stories. There is space in the recess for a seat on either
side—a coveted place in winter, as being the warmest in
the low and draughty room. On the right-hand one,
with a bowl of soapy water on his knee and a pipe in
his’ hand, sits the bootmaker’s only son, Dickon, court-
jester to the boy Prince of Wales» Dickon’s dress is so
odd and quaint that it requires a little description.

A very well-favoured face, with the bright bloom of
the white-heart cherry to which the youth had been
compared, is disfigured by a large clumsy cap of
gay and costly material, rising on either side so as to
represent asses’ ears, with a fanciful peak between them.
This peak is adorned with a glittering bell; one hung
in front, and another behind, jingle with the wearer's
every movement. in shape, with two bells suspended from each of the
long pointed sleeves, adds to the tinkle and the fanciful
appearance. This tunic is worn over a kind of short
skirt. Dickon’s stockings are tight-fitting, and of
different colours; of different colours are also the shoes,
unlike each other in everything save the extravagant
length of both. The young jester, who has seen but
eighteen summers, is amusing himself by blowing
bubbles.

In the warm chimney-corner, opposite to her twin
brother, sits Marian, Paton’s daughter. She is indeed
strikingly like Dickon in outward appearance. The
BLOWING BUBBLES. 25

height of the two is the same; the delicately formed
nose, the bright complexion, the blue eyes, are character-
istic of both, but there is more of laughing fun in
Dickon’s glance than in his sister's. Marian’s’ dress,
though in the extreme of the fashion of the time, would
excite some amusement in the present. The skirt is of
violet silk, full, flowing, and graceful, with a broad
border of fox-skin at the bottom. The strange parts
of the pretty maiden’s attire are her immensely long
sleeves, ending in pouches used as pockets, and the
ridiculous head-dress which she wears. This looks like
a long slender extinguisher or steeple, rising above a
broad band, which quite conceals Marian’s beautiful
hair. Fashion takes little account of the becomings.
Long wide violet ribbons stream from the extinguisher’s
top, almost reaching to the maiden’s girdle, on which a
serpent is figured in spangles; the girdle has been a gift
from Guy Dunn.

Almost beyond reach of the kindly warmth of the fire
sits a girl, some fifteen years old, quietly dressed in sad-
coloured taffeta, with a plain girdle of the same. Lilian
has no pretension to beauty—she has been too often re-
minded of that fact to have any doubt on the subject;
though from the girl, still growing fast, it-is difficult to
tell what the woman will be. Lilian is not related to
the bootmaker’s family, where her present position is
that of general drudge. The poor girl is of gentle birth
and gentle breeding. She, the orphan of a knight, has
26 BLOWING BUBBLES.

been adopted in pity by Dame Marjory, who when
present lets no one scold Lilian but herself, and who
teaches her to be generally useful—a valuable lesson
meekly learned by the young maid, though sometimes
a little sharply taught by the dame. Lilian, who can
read and write like a clerk, has hopes of, at some future
time, earning her own living by-copying and illumin-
ating manuscripts. The girl is bending over the first
piece of clear parchment with which she has been in-
trusted, very carefully, with the help of ruler to keep
her letters straight, pursuing her labour of love. Lilian
is copying from an illuminated scroll belonging to Dame
Marjory, and greatly prized by her as a wedding gift
from Wicklif himself. The young maid is so absorbed
in her delightful occupation that she hardly. hears a
word of the tattle going on in the room.

“You are too old to blow bubbles like a child,
Dickon,” was Marian’s observation.

“Tt is what all are doing, each after his own fashion,”
replied Dickon, giving the slight jerk to his pipe which
sent a brilliant ball mounting towards the smoke-
blackened rafters. “Kings and conquerors blow bubbles
with blood instead of water, and black powder for soap :
up they go”—the jester’s eye followed the bubble—
“and then where is it? not a trace of it left. The Pope
and his red-hatted cardinals blow bubbles—and big
ones; their swelling words give absolution or excom-
munication ; folk stare open-mouthed to see how they
BLOWING BUBBLES. 27

rise; and then—an honest man touches them—and
they burst !”

“Come, come, Dickon; father says these are danger-
ous subjects,” said Marian.

“And to turn to yourself, Maid Marian, what are
you doing but blowing bubbles—bubbles of vanity,
bubbles of pleasure, amusing yourself by playing with
others’ hearts! Tl dip my pipe again for you.” Dickon
did so, and blew out a bubble, but it disappeared before
it had risen a foot from the bowl.

“Nothing left—but a tear!” said Dickon.-

“You are not much of a jester if you can say nothing
more pleasant than that!” cried Marian. “You ought
to talk nonsense, and not take to moralizing, or you had
better throw away your cap and bells.”

“Tl throw away my cap when you throw away your
preposterous steeple,” said Dickon, giving a shake of the
head which set his little bells jingling. “You only wear
it to make believe that you are taller than I, when
there’s not a thread’s difference between us. I’ve a
mind to stick a few peacock’s feathers in my cap; and
then Tl look down from their eyes upon you, for I shall
have reached a still greater height of folly.”

The conversation was interrupted by the entrance of
Dame Marjory Strong, not in the best of tempers.

“ Here’s a kettle of fish !” she exclaimed: “here’s your
father just come home, and he tells me that he has in-
vited Guy Dunn to supper. He ought to have told me
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afore, and I'd have got a. pasty or collops ready ; there’s
nothing but cold pork and cakes of beans and bran in
the cupboard.” ,

“Quite good enough for Guy Dunn,” said Dickon.
“T don’t like the fellow, nor trust him.”

“Nor do I,” rejoined the dame; “but when a man
who is admitted at court is asked to a shoemaker’s
supper, we must think of the credit of the house.”

“ By what back-door key Dunn got entrance into Ely
House, ay, and the Tower, passes my understanding,”
said Dickon.

“Well, he comes by the front door here, and the
shop,” said Marjory, “and we must prepare a good
supper for him.—Here, Lilian, go to Ford’s round the
corner, and see if he has not a capon left, with parsley,
cabbage, and leeks. Maybe you'll have time to cook
them, while I keep the guest in play by talking. Paton
has never a word to say, except when rating the pren-
tice lads.”

“ There is no need for you to talk,” said saucy Marian ;
“Master Guy Dunn does not come here for you.”

Marjory gave her niece a sharp and scrutinizing look.
“Marian, look to it,” she said sternly, “or. you'll. burn
your fingers with your folly. I shall talk to Guy
Dunn, and an old woman’s words may do him, per-
chance, more good than the gossip which court folk ex-
change with silly girls—How now, Lilian, why do you
tarry ? are your feet made of lead ?”
BLOWING BUBBLES. 29

The girl was putting a delicate border of red round a
capital letter; she started at the rebuke, and from the
effects of that start a drop of paint from her brush fell
on one of the words in the precious scroll.

“Oh, I am so sorry; forgive me!” exclaimed the poor
girl in distress.

Dame Marjory did not-reply ; she gazed almost sadly
down on the scroll. She was more free from supersti-
tion than most of her neighbours, but in the beginning
of the fifteenth century what woman or man was with-
out it?

“A drop like blood over the word death,” she mur-
mured. “‘Be thou faithful unto death’-—a red death,
such as our brethren abroad are suffering now.* We
have had the Black Death in England: that was a
judgment from God; maybe the Red Death is coming
from the cruelty of man.”

“OQ Aunt Marjory, you are always thinking of hor-
rors!” cried Marian. “Do mind something more plea-
sant now, and send off Lilian to buy the capon.”

“Tés a pity to send out a girl on a cold night,” ob-
served Dickon, quitting his warm nook in the chimney.
“T must be off to Ely House, and I pass Ford’s shop on
the way; I'll tell him to send a fat capon, cabbage, and
leeks.”

* In the year 1400 the Waldenses, who resided in the valley of Pragela,
were, at the instigation of some priests, suddenly attacked by a body of

troops, who plundered their houses, murdered the inhabitants, or drove them
to the Alps, where great numbers were frozen to death.—Foxe’s Martyrs.
30 . BLOWING BUBBLES.

“We'll get out some nuts and comfits,” said Marjory:
“here, Lilian, take the keys.” The dame fumbled in
her pouch to find them, then turned it inside out. Out
came scissors, thread, thimble, nutmeg-scraper, and a
medley of other things, but the keys were not to be
seen.

“T trow Maid Marian has hidden them,” said the
jester.

“JT! what should I have to do with old rusty keys?”
cried the girl.

“Look in her sleeves!” exclaimed the merry lad;
and sure enough the bunch was found in one of the
pouches formed according to the extravagant fashion of
the day.

“You mischievous imp! you put them there your-
self!” said Marian.

“Good hiders are good seekers,” quoth Dickon, as
laughing he turned on his heel and quitted the room.
Te eT eer Ee

CHAPTER III.
REBUKE.

Litian went off to the kitchen to fulfil the humble
duties which always devolved on her, as Marian took
care never to roughen her slender hands by hard work,

or blacken them by taking a kettle from the fire.

“JT wish that you would take off that trashy belt,”
said Marjory abruptly to her niece, as soon as they were
alone. “You have a very good violet one to match
your dress.”

“T happen to like this best,” said the spoiled girl in a
flippant manner. Marian was the idol of her father,
and in the bootmaker’s establishment reigned as a little
queen. The only one who would not bend to her whims
was her resolute old aunt—a clear-sighted woman, with
shrewd common sense, and a clear view of right and
wrong. Marjory strongly disapproved of Marian’s
wearing the gift of Guy Dunn, and she was wont to
express her opinions strongly.

“It is unmaidenly in a girl to take presents from a
man for whom she does not care enough to give him
32 REBUKE.

a heart in return,” said the dame, as she took the warm
seat in the chimney-corner which had been vacated by
Dickon.

“Who told you that I did not care for Master Guy ?”
asked Marian Paton.

“Guy Dunn with all his pranking is not worth the ~
little finger of John Badby, who has known you from
childhood, and loves you well, though he can’t flatter and
befool. you with the glib tongue of a man of the court.”

“ John Badby is only a blacksmith,” said the girl.

“ And you are the daughter of a bootmaker; you are
not so mighty tall, Maid Marian, though you choose to
wear a steeple on your head, to make you look six feet
six instead of five feet five!” The dame closed her
rebuke with a little emphatic snort, the well-understood
sign of her being displeased or indignant.

“TIL never mate with a man who would come grimy
from the forge, with sleeves rolled up, showing muscles
like bell-ropes,” quoth Marian.

“Then why do you not tell John so plainly, saucy
minx? It’s worse than robbery to accept true love only
to throw it away.” :

“John is too old for me—he’s ree thirty,” said the
girl.

_ “A giddy wife needs a sensible husband,” auow the
‘dame.

“T mean to be a lady; I’ll never wed one who wears

not a rapier and a hat with a feather.”
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“ Fiddle-sticks!” cried Marjory, with a snort. “A
feathered. hat may cover a fool’s head, and a rapier may
hang at the side of a rogue! -Gold is gold, though it
be a little begrimed, and a brass nail, however brightly
burnished, is but a brass nail still. A good son makes
a good husband: look at what Badby is to his mother.”

Marian knew that her aunt was right, but the girl
was in a perverse, contradictory mood, and determined
not to be guided. Marian was by no means devoid of
either heart or conscience ; if she loved any one it was
the smith, with whom were linked the sweetest, holiest
remembrances of her early days. The child Marian’s
spirit had been like some bright, clear little lake, that
reflects back the smile of Nature and sparkles in the
pure sunshine. But after the death of her mother, and
a too brief time spent with Dame Alice, Marian had
been under the care of a weak, indulgent father, who
had never even made an attempt to clear the lake of the
weeds of folly and vanity that grew and spread so
quickly. Marian might have been a different girl if she
had been reared by her aunt, who was quick-sighted and
shrewd ; but the little maid was fourteen years old ere |
Paton’s widowed sister had come to share his home.
Marjory had brought with her Lilian, the orphan of a
poor knight who had spent all his substance in fitting
himself out for the wars, and, dying abroad, had left his
infant child a beggar. Marian, after having had her

own way so long, was little inclined to relish advice or
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brook control. She-was like a child who has been so
pampered with unwholesome sweets that she has lost
relish for wholesome food. No talk pleased Marian that
was not sugared with flattery. The girl feasted on
admiration, and accepted it from whatever quarter it
came. It gratified her to see the stir amongst the ap-
prentices whenever she passed through the room where
they worked. Marian put on the gracious air of a .
princess, and would accept with a condescending smile
little posies of half-withered marigolds, though only to
throw them away. Dame Marjory’s high indignation
had been excited by overhearing Mat singing a wretched
doggerel rhyme which he had made in honour of Maid
Marian ; but the giddy girl was not ill-pleased when she
heard the refrain rising from below in merry chorus
when the elders were out of the way—

“ Bonny face, bonny face !
She’s the Pink of Boniface Lane! ”

Thus it was that the affection which the girl had felt
for John Badby in earlier and happier days had almost
died away. He could love deeply, but he could not
flatter. John had even taken the privilege of one who
had loved Marian from her childhood, to give her a
gentle rebuke for some special act of folly. This was
resented by the spoiled girl. Marian might indifferently
well bear Dame Marjory’s chiding or Dickon’s sarcastic
jests, but for one who sought her hand to think her
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short of perfection was what Marian resented as treason.
She resolved to punish Badby for his presumption, and
it would be only too easy to cause him pain; for the
deepest, most sorely aching wounds are given by the
hand that we love. Marian had no intention of setting
her suitor free, she was too selfish for that, and in spite
of her folly had a conviction hidden in some corner of
her heart that no other man on earth would make so
faithful and true a mate as the Lollard smith. But
Marian, fond of admiration and amusement, disliked the
idea of the dull, sober life which John’s wife would be
likely to lead.

“T could never abide living in Bird’s Lane, in a house
behind a smithy, with an old-fashioned outside stair! I
could never bear seeing after the washing and mending
of grimy smocks, that a smith might look dapper and
clean, at least on Sundays. I should hate having to
wait on good Dame Alice, though I love the dear, kind
woman; but I’d sooner have Aunt Marjory’s chidings than
those gentle words which make me despise myself for
being so selfish and silly. .I’d rather be a galley-slave
tied to an oar than lead such a life. John must not
look to win me—till I’m forty at least, and have got a
few gray hairs and wrinkles, and learned to be sober
and sad. T’ll have my fling of amusement now.”

Poor Marian was blowing her bubbles, as some girls
do even in this enlightened age. She knew not how
soon her gaily tinted bubbles would break in tears.
CHAPTER IV.
DAME MARJORY'S TALE.

Dame Margory kept to her intention of taking the
lion’s share in the conversation which should keep the
guest amused till Lilian’s deft fingers should prepare
dainties to make the supper-table do credit to the house.
Paton sat very silent. His hatchet face and high nose
did certainly give him some resemblance to his sister,
but he was very unlike her in manner, bearing, character,
and way of thinking. Peterkin Paton stooped, Marjory
was erect to stiffness; he was silent by nature, his sister
conversed with ease. His view of life was like that
which a man working in a tunnel has of nature; Marjory
took such a survey as is gained from an elevation.
Marjory could read—even write; Paton, the well-to-do
citizen, was content to make his mark. Peterkin was
also a cautious man, avoiding politics and polemics,—one
who, if he was obliged to give an opinion, took care that
it should never compromise his own credit or safety ,
Dame Marjory cared not if all the world knew what she
thought. She gave Dunn not a minute’s opportunity
of talking nonsense to Marian, making her guest take
DAME MARJORY’S TALE. 37

one of the seats in the chimney recess, and her brother
the opposite corner, planting her own high-backed chair
next to Dunn, so that he was kept in a kind of digni-
fied imprisonment, with the dame for a vigilant jailer.
Marjory bade Marian take to her spinning-wheel, which
the girl did with no good grace; she was a little afraid
of her aunt, and unwilling in the presence of a courtly
guest to act the part of a spoiled, disobedient child.
Dunn was little pleased at Dame Marjory’s arrangement,
but he was a man of the world, and entered into con-
versation, as he had done at the White Hart, on one of
the leading topics of the day.

“Your log burns brightly and well, Master Paton:
there are some, I trow, who will find the fire a bit too
hot for comfort. You know, of course, what the Par-
liament has decreed in regard to heretics.”

“T don’t meddle with such matters,” said Paton, and
closing his thin lips he relapsed into silence.

“Our king is a pious Catholic,’ observed Dunn.
Paton made no remark, but Dame Marjory gave an
emphatic snort. The affections of many of his people
still clung to the hapless Richard, the son of the famous
Black Prince, and a king once deemed to be a model
of chivalrous courage as well as of personal beauty. -
Marjory was one of those who more than suspected that
Bolingbroke had murdered his royal captive and cousin;
that the once gay and thoughtless young monarch had
come by foul means to his end.
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“Tt is said,” continued Dunn, after a pause, “that
there is already a warrant out against Sawtre, the
Lollard priest.”

“Heaven forfend that they should harm the good —
man!” exclaimed Marjory. The hum of Marian’s wheel
suddenly ceased, and an. expression of fear came into her
face.

“Hell burn!” cried Dunn, with an oath; “he’s one
of the worst of the followers of that cursed old heretic
Wicklif.”

“No man shall speak so of the holy Wicklif under
this roof!” exclaimed Marjory; “no, not King Henry
himself !”

“Don’t you mind her, Master Dunn; old women will
have their say,” observed Peterkin Paton, noticing the
fierce start of his guest at the words. “Dame Mar-
jory owed something to the Lutterworth parson, and
can’t stand hearing anything said against him now he’s
dead.”

“Owes something—owes everything |” cried the dame.
“No one knows better than you do, Peterkin, what is
our debt to Father Wicklif—Listen to a tale of old
days, Master Dunn; I’ve told it often enough, I trow,
but it will be new to.you. You were not born in the
year 1348; fifty-three winters have passed since then,
but it is a year that this country will never forget, and
our gray-beards talk of it yet.” -

Marian resumed her spinning, and her wheel went
DAME MARJORY’S TALE. 39

faster than before; she knew her aunt’s story by heart,
and it was one which she never wished to hear again.
Peterkin Paton was well pleased to have conversation
turned from the subject of burning heretics, a new thing
in England; for even Wicklif, though persecuted, had
been suffered to die in his bed. —

“JT was ten years old in that winter of ’48,” continued
Marjory; “if I live to be a hundred and ten, I will re-
member that gruesome time. We—amy parents, brothers,
sister, and myself—lived merrily enough in a pleasant’
house at Monk’s Corner (there’s no trace of the street
now). My father had been across the Channel with
King Edward, had fought and conquered at Crecy, and
brought back not only a few scars as tokens of tri-
umph, but handfuls of French gold pieces, caskets of
jewels, chests for dainty spoils, lace-damask—I know
not what more; for there was a lot of plunder, and a
franklin’s wife in those days could dress as a baron’s
does now.” -

“Fine days!” observed Guy Dunn.

“There was no blessing on it all,” said Marjory. “The
frippery turned the head of my poor silly sister, and the
notion. of glory turned the heads of my thoughtless
brothers. They had no fancy to learn an honest trade
when wealth could be had by plundering poor wretches
who had earned it by the sweat of their brows. I was
pleased enough then at our spoils won by blood, but now
I see that the just God’s curse was upon it. It was in
40 ' DAME MARJORY’S TALE.

"48 that the Lord sent the Black Death, that swept
through England as if the destroying Angel were riding
on the wintry wind, and mowing down men as the
reaper cuts down corn. It spared not village, it spared
not town—it is said that in London fifty thousand
corpses were laid in one field; there were not enough of
the living to bury the dead.”

“Tve often heard of that plague,” remarked Dunn;
“were any of your family smitten ?”

“My gay, pretty sister Marian was the first victim in
our house. She had been Queen of the May in the
spring of that year, and even knights with gilt spurs
had been proud to dance a measure with her on the
green. I saw her but once after she sickened; she was
a ghastly sight. My poor mother hurried me out of the
room, and shut herself up to nurse the sick. She hoped
that the contagion would not spread; but the breath
was scarcely out of poor Marian, when first one, then
another of my bold brothers sickened and died. I did
not see them suffer—my mother would not let me come
near; even if she had not had fears for me, I, little as
I was then, could not have been spared from needful
work, for both our servants had fled from the plague-
smitten house. Had I not been able to go hither and
thither (though I was nowhere welcomed), there would
have been no food to eat, no water to.drink, no one to
do anything in the home. ~ I had to chalk the red cross
on the outside of the door, to make the death-cart stop
DAME MARJORY’S TALE. gr

for the bodies. I made it crookedly enough. I mind
me that my hand trembled as if with ague, for I was
only a child. I think that winter made me a woman
before my time.”

“ What had become of your father?” asked Dunn.

“Tf father had not been upstairs helping mother, who
would have carried out the bodies? for we did not want
the rough cart-men to come in,” replied Marjory Strong.
“Tt was a terrible time. I prayed to every saint that I
could think of to save us, and promised my puppet and
my little pearl brooch to St. Catherine if she would only
keep the plague from spreading in our house. I know
better now than to suppose that any saint would hear
my prayers or want my puppet, but I was then only an
ignorant child. One of my chief cares was to look after
my brother Peterkin there. He was then only four
years old, having been born long after the rest of us; so
my parents thought him a prime gift from St. Thomas
of Canterbury, on whose day he was born.—Peterkin,”
continued Dame Marjory, addressing her brother, “even
you remember the Black Death.” :

“I remember the whipping which you gave me,”
quoth Paton. “You had a pretty hard hand, Marjory,
even when you were but a child.”

“T was forced to beat you,” said Marjory ; “I could
not get you to stop crying and roaring after mother, and
thumping with both hands at the closed door of the
room, which we were forbidden to enter. I thought
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that your howling would drive poor mother mad, for it
almost crazed me to hear it. Whenever mother had to
_speak to me from her terrible watch in the sick-room,
she always closed with the words, ‘Keep my darling
away, Madge; keep my darling away!’ I had to put
outside the door the food which I brought. I hungered
for a sight of mother, but day after day I saw her not.
She was always thinking of others. But one morning
at dawn, when I brought a pitcher of water, the door
slowly unclosed, and I caught a glimpse of the dear pale
' face, for mother had opened it herself. She was per-
fectly calm, terribly calm, but the first glance told me
that the plague was upon her !

“*Father’s gone! the good Lord have mercy on his
soul, she faintly said. ‘I’m smitten; only you.and the
darling are left. Don’t tarry here, my child; take the
babe (she always thought Peterkin but a babe), and fly
with him to your aunt at Chelsea. Don’t stop here—
you cannot save me; I am going after those I haye
lost.’ ”

There was a pause of silence ; the spinning-wheel’s
whir was not heard, and Dunn listened with some
degree of interest for the end of the story. With a
sigh Dame Marjory then went on,

“Tt was the first time, I ween, that I had ever dis-
obeyed my mother; but I could not leave her to die
alone, and I’m glad that I stayed, little as I could do.
After a few minutes I do not think that my mother
DAME MARJORV’S TALE. 43

knew me; she had even forgotten my father’s death, and
spoke as if he were still beside her! But there was one
thing which she could not forget, for she was a mother: _
she passed away. with the words on her lips, ‘Save
my darling! oh, save the babe!’ Then, when nothing
more could be done for the dead, I roused myself to care
for the living ; my mother’s charge was upon me. There
was poor Peterkin again drumming on the outside of the
door, which I had happily had the wit to close behind
me, and crying as if he would choke. To save him was
mother’s dying charge; but for that I believe that I
should have lain down and died by her side. I came
out of the room, seized the boy by the wrist, and dragged
him downstairs. He was hungry; there was nothing to
give him but a morsel of stale oaten cake, for I could not
have got milk from any one for love or money, even had
-Thada single groat left, but I had spent the last copper.
As I went out of the house I saw the death-cart turning
the corner of the street; that quickened my steps, for I
could not stop to look on what the men must do. I had
just one wish left—to get the child to Chelsea. I went
in what I thought the right direction, but my head was
all in a whirl; for the life of me I could not remember
the turnings. Very few folk were in the streets, and
those that I met were afraid of me, afraid of everything,
as if the Black Death were at their heels. No one
would tell me the way. Twice I tried to carry my
brother, so as to get on faster, but I had to put him
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down; my strength was almost worn out. At last I
came to a dead stop, for I could not go one step further.
I fell over a heap of bricks, and there I lay, I. supposed
to die, yet with a kind of determination not to die till
my duty was done. I mind me that I thought, ‘I have
prayed to the saints, nigh a dozen of ’em, and none of
them help me a bit; maybe when there are so many
sick and wretched folk in London, all praying at the
same moment, though there be hundreds of saints, they
can’t attend to everybody at once, they can’t be in every
place. Id better ask the good God to help me, for He
is everywhere, and is great enough and high enough to
see and hear all that is going on down here. So I
prayed to God as well as a poor child could do who was
just desperate with her woe ; and,” Marjory naively added,
“J have never since asked a boon of any one of the saints,
and never will, for they can just do nothing at all.”

“The monks at their shrines would not approve of
that doctrine,” observed Dunn with a grin; “they get
fat on the prayers and merits of saints.”

“ And so do jugglers on the folly of those who believe
on their tricks,” was Dame Marjory’s caustic remark.
Whereupon the brother, the cautious Peterkin, said:
“Finish your story, Marjory, or it won’t be done before
supper comes in.” Marjory thereupon took up the
thread of her tale.

“T don’t know how long I’d been praying, when I
was startled by hearing a voice above me, ‘My poor
DAME MARJORY’S TALE.. 45

child, what dost thou here?’ I almost thought that
God must have sent an angel. I raised my eyes; there
was a young priest looking down on me with a kind,
pitying face—an angel in the form of a man. I mind
me that I roused myself to say,‘Oh sir! father, mother, ©
and all save Peterkin here, are dead of the plague, and
I want to get him away to my aunt at Chelsea.’ ”

“You did not count yourself as one of the living,”
observed Guy Dunn with a grin.

“T could not bother about myself,” cried Dame Mar-
jory, snorting impatiently at the interruption. “I had
enough to do to think of the boy,” and she resumed her
narration.

“*Chelsea is a far way off, said the priest, ‘and my
mother’s house is at hand. She is there to take care of
you till I can find out your aunt.’

“* But, sir, I may have the plague upon me; would
she take a stranger in?’ said I. I mind me it was
hard work to get those few words out.

“The reply was softly spoken, but I heard it, though
strange noises were clanging in my ears, and I was
almost losing my senses. ‘I was a stranger, and ye
took Me in, said the priest, but not as if speaking to
me. I mind me of nothing after that but that I felt
myself lifted up gently in strong arms and carried some-
where ; and I felt safe, for he who cared for me would
look after Peterkin too. My work was over; I could do
no more, only lie still.”
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“You were a brave little wench to have done so
much,” cried Dunn, with extorted admiration. “I hope,”
he added with an oath, “that such horrible times will
never come again!”

“It’s like they may, for there are sins enow to bring
down God’s plagues upon us—specially the sin of swear-
ing,” was Dame Marjory’s fearless rebuke.

Guy Dunn looked more surprised at it than pleased,
and both Marian and her father said to themselves,
“Why does Lilian take such an age in getting the supper
ready ?”

“ And now I'll tell you, Master Dunn, who it was that
received two poor orphans, and hunted Chelsea to find
out their aunt, but in vain; for she had fled away from
fear of the plague. I will tell you who was as a father
to the fatherless,” pursued Marjory, raising her voice as
she went on: “it was he whom you dared just now to
call ‘a cursed heretic ;’ it was that blessed saint now in
heaven—John Wicklif himself !”

“ Well, he did you a good turn,” muttered Dunn ; “ but
he might be a heretic for all that. Go on with your
story, old dame; if your aunt had run away, what be-
came of you and your brother ?”

“Master Wicklif, after long search, hunted up a
cousin of my father, but that was not till the plague
had well-nigh died out. This man, who was a shoe-
maker, adopted Peterkin, and brought him up to his
business, but would not be hampered with a girl, espe-
DAME MAR/JORY’S TALE. 47

cially one who was sickly, for it was many months
before I got over the effects of that horrible time. Sol
remained with the good kind parson and his mother ;
indeed, I stayed till I was grown up, and never left
them till I married. Everything that I knew I learned
under their roof. I learned to cook and clean, to wash
and to mend. I was even taught to read and write in
our own honest mother-tongue, for I knew not a word
of the mincing French which at one time was all the
fashion. And I was taught better things besides. I
learned to confess my sins to God, and not to a priest ;
I learned to ‘flout the wallet of pardons hot from
Rome ;’ I learned that ‘God gave His sheep to be pas-
tured, not to be shaven and shorn;’ and that Piers.
Plowman * did well to denounce fat abbots, hunting
bishops, and—”

“Here comes supper at last!” exclaimed Marian,
_ starting up from her wheel.

* A satirical poet of those times. (See Green’s “ History of the English
People.”)
CHAPTER V.
‘THE PEASANTS’ INSURRECTION.

Linian, with face flushed by her late employment,
brought in the smoking savoury supper, assisted by
Ben, who was sometimes allowed to help on such
occasions, glad to get some of the scraps left as his
reward. First came the capon, intended specially for
Paton and his guest; cold pork and a pile of coarse
cakes were meant for the rest of the party. The
table was soon spread, and all sat down except Ben
and Lilian: the former had to fill the drinking-horns
with ale or water; the latter retired for a time to take
off her apron and wash her hands previous to herself
partaking of the meal which she had prepared. The
short grace had scarcely been pronounced (but for his
sister’s presence Paton would have omitted it alto-
gether), when a footstep was heard on the creaking
wooden stair. Well did Maid Marian know that step;
when she had been a child how often she had run to
meet her “big brother,’ as she then had called John,
with noisy pleasure, expecting a ribbon or a comfit.
THE PEASANTS’ INSURRECTION. 49

In early maidenhood Marian had called John brother
no more; another and softer word was in her thoughts
though not on her lips. Badby had been in all the
girl’s day-dreams, and John being rather a prosaic name,
Marian had given him the more fanciful one of St.
George; for though he had never killed a dragon, she,
in her fond pride, believed him capable of the feat.

But Marian was now drifting away from her first
love, as a vessel with its cable cut drifts almost in-
sensibly with the tide. John Badby might be—was
a brave man, but even a foolish girl’s fancies could
not make him a hero of romance. To call him St.
George would be too absurd. Marian, intoxicated by
flattery, had made up her mind to regard a smith as
below the regard of “the Pink of Boniface Lane,” and
was now persuading herself that Badby, by daring to
_ intrude his advice, had given her cause of offence.

The smith entered the room dressed simply in gray
home-spun cloth, on which not a stain nor a speck told
of work at the forge. John was a fine tall artisan,
with the native dignity of one who never feared to
look any man in the face, for he had incurred no
debt, and bore a character unstained.

“John is as goodly a man as ever trod on shoe-
leather,’ was Dame Marjory’s Silent comment on his
appearance; “how Marian can ever compare with him
that low-browed, evil-eyed Dunn, I wot not, save that

idle butterflies are ever attracted by glitter and sparks.”
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Badby came in bearing on his broad shoulder a
specimen of his artistic skill in his craft. Marian had
complained in his presence of the fuel lying here and
there in unsightly heaps of sticks. These were too
near to the fire, she had said, to be perfectly secure from
sparks from the half-dried log which would sometimes
crackle, sputter, and cast forth like fireworks an angry
shower of sparks. Marian’s lightest wish was a law to
one who tenderly, although not blindly, loved her.
Badby had bent his mind to contrive a light iron
frame-work to hold the wood, and many an hour after
his day’s work was done had the tired artisan given
to make his fire-fence a graceful ornament, fitted to
adorn a lady’s bower rather than a bootmaker’s
dwelling.

The smith was surprised to find the Patons about to
commence supper, ‘as he had calculated on the meal
being ended, as it usually was, at that hour; he was
also annoyed at seeing Dunn seated by Marian’s side.
However, the unexpected visitor was not taken aback.
He told simply why he had come, and setting down his
gift on the rush-strewn floor, asked Dame Marjory
whether it would be useful. Badby addressed the aunt,
but his eyes sought the niece for whose sake he had
wrought at this labour of love. Marian, in a wilful,
teasing mood, looked down at the plate before her; she
gave scarcely a glance to the gift; she did not even .
notice the M so skilfully wrought into the pattern
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which John had devised. Dame Marjory praised and
accepted the graceful present; then, with her wonted
hospitality, pressed the friend of the family to sit down
and share their supper.

Badby had already taken his homely meal, but he
would not decline the invitation, nor miss such an
opportunity of being close to Marian Paton. On ‘the
bench on which she sat with Dunn on her right side
there was ample space on the left, so Badby went to
occupy the vacant seat.

“This is not for you; it is Lilian’s place,” said Marian
sharply: “go over there, where there’s plenty of room
by my father.”

John’s sunburnt face flushed slightly, but he said not
a word; he went to the opposite side of the table, and
seated himself between the two elders. The smith was
of too manly a spirit to betray the deep mortification
which he felt at Marian’s open slight. Badby caught
sight of Dunn’s insulting grin, but the smith did not
choose to take notice of it.

Dame Marjory skilfully carved the capon, taking
care that John should have his fair share of the dainty
dish ; but he scarcely touched the food. There was
little conversation at first, for the dame had had her
say, and, John excepted, all the party were hungry.
Lilian quietly stole into the room and took the vacant
seat by Marian. No one but Badby noticed the shy,
pale girl; but he greeted her kindly, rising when. she
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came in, and thanking her for some little warm wrap
which she had made for his suffering mother. Lilian’s
attempt to give pleasure should not, like his own, have
been made in vain.

Dunn having finished his portion of the capon, made
a vigorous onslaught on the pork, meditating, as he ate,
how he might. best annoy the smith, whom he affected —
to despise, but whom he regarded with dislike not un-
mixed with fear. Presently Guy addressed John across
the narrow table.

“Squire of the hammer, is it true that your father,
some twenty years agone, was out with the mad priest
Ball and the rebel Wat Tyler ?”

John gave a monosyllable of assent. Dame Mar-
jory, who had no mind to have a quarrel at her table,
with her usual tactics dashed herself into the conver-
sation.

“Yes, Master Dunn, our friend Badby was then little
enough to be perched on his father’s shoulder, and so
had a good view of all that passed as it impressed the
memory of a child who knew nothing about poll-tax
or Statute of Labourers, but who could describe well
enough what passed just before his eyes—John, eat
your supper, it is getting cold; I will tell your story—
There were thousands and thousands of peasants and
artisans, like a swarm of buzzing, angry bees, assembled
at Smithfield,* and Tyler himself at their head, when

* See account in Green’s “ History of the English People.”
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the young King Richard, mounted on horseback, with
London’s Mayor at his side, came suddenly upon them.
I wot ’twas a sight to have feared many older than the
gallant boy, when he saw scythes and poles, hammers
and knives, raised up and brandished on high, and heard
the roar of the multitude like that of waves dashing
up on the Dover beach on a stormy day. But the son
of the bold Black Prince carried himself as his father,
at little more than his age, had done at Crecy.
Richard’s proud charger, arching his neck and paw-
ing the ground, seemed to know that he carried a
Plantagenet, and that the King of England. John
could never tell exactly what caused the scuffle which
followed, for he was not close to the spot, but he
heard the loud, fierce cries around him. ‘Wat’s down!
our captain is slain! Kill, kill, kill!’ and there was
a forward rush—the rush of thousands eager for
slaughter, mad for revenge !”

Though the tale was by no means a new one, it was
never tedious on the lips of Marjory, who herself vividly
realized the whole scene.

“Then Richard Plantagenet shook his rein and urged
his steed—not to flight; oh no! He rode forward
with his plumed cap in his right hand, and the breeze
blowing back his light curly hair. He did not flee
from danger; he met it as became one of his race.
The king rode up so close to the place where our
friend here was perched on his father’s shoulder, that
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John could hear his clear young voice as well as he
now does mine. ‘They have slain our captain! kill,
kill!’ yelled the furious mob. ‘What need ye, my
masters?’ cried the royal boy; and even the fiercest
stopped to listen as he went on. ‘J am your captain
and your king; follow me!’ Then caps by the
hundred—the thousand—were flung into the air, and
‘Bless him, bless our king!’ was shouted from hoarse
throats that but two minutes before were yelling for
blood.”

“We've heard all this fifty times before!” cried
Dunn, with undisguised impatience. “The sun rose
fair, but all its brightness faded with the morning.”

“ Ay,” observed Peterkin Paton, “no one knew then
all the folly, the extravagance, which was to blacken
the day.”

“Tt is not for us to judge our king,” said Dame
Marjory severely. “If he grew giddy, poor youth,
looking down from his height, who can say, ‘In his
place my head would not have been turned’? There
was no more loyal subject to King Richard than your-
self, Peterkin, when you gave his name to your first-
born son, and tapped a cask of brown ale, that any
who chose to come here might drink to his health.
It pities me to remember the change when I last saw
the poor king, drooping and broken-hearted, riding a
wretched jade, and brought into London like a captive
in the old Roman days, made to grace a conqueror’s
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triumph, and then die, with no one to say, ‘God bless
hi

“He brought it on himself,” muttered Guy, his dark
face growing livid as he uttered the words. That face
was not shaded as usual by his feather, for courtesy
had compelled Dunn to doff his cap at supper-time, and
the unsightly scar on his head was no longer hidden
from view.

“When did you last see King Richard?” asked
Marian of Guy. The girl was weary of sitting silent,
and desired a share in the conversation. Marian wished,
however, that she had not asked the question, Dunn
looked go startled and annoyed: he only replied by
grinding his teeth. As Marian had evidently begun
conversation on a wrong tack, she tried another which
she thought would be certain to gratify her admirer,
and probably give him an opportunity of recounting
some exploit of his own.

“Where gat you your token of prowess, Master Guy

* T cannot forbear quoting the touching description given by Shake-
speare—

“No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home:
But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ;
Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off,—
His face still combating with tears and smiles,
The badges of his grief and patience,—
That had not God, for some strong purpose, steeled
The hearts of men,-they must perforce have melted,
And barbarism itself have pitied him.
But Heaven hath a hand in these events.”

History has drawn a’ veil of mystery over the death of the dethroned
monarch. I have taken my view of Richard’s fate from the drama of
Shakespeare,
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Dunn?” asked the maiden, glancing up at his scar;
“scarce as far back as the French wars. Was that
blow given by Irish kerne, or one of the wild Welsh-
men who follow Glendower? Or maybe a marauding
Scot put his sign-manual upon you. I warrant me
your good steel paid the blow back with interest.”

Even though the remark was playfully made, and by
a fair young maiden, it called up no smile on the com-
pressed lips of the stern man-at-arms, rather the wolf-
like gleam in his eyes that has been mentioned before.
Dunn pushed back his plate, emptied his horn of ale at
a draught, and rose from his seat.

“T forgot—l’ve an appointment with my Lord of
Northumberland,” he said in a strangely altered tone;
“he will take it ill if I overpass the time fixed. Good-
night, Maid Marian; good-night, all.” As Dunn glanced
round the table he met the stern, questioning eyes of
the smith, which seemed to be reading him through and
through. Dunn would not quit the room without
sending a parting shot at his rival, a shot which went
deep as well as direct. “Look to yourself, Lollard!
a warrant is out against William Sawtre, the heretic
priest.”
CHAPTER VI.
THE HOUSE IN BIRD'S ALLEY.

WE will now enter another and humbler dwelling, just
behind and connected with the smithy which stands in
Boniface Lane. This is the small house which has
belonged to the Badby family for several generations,
descending from father to son in a long unbroken line.
The tenement was at first very small, merely consisting
of two rooms, afterwards thrown into one. The smithy
was a comparatively modern addition, made by John’s
father, who also, on his marriage with Alice, the
daughter of a well-to-do farmer, had built an upper
story to the tiny house in Bird’s Alley. The skill of
the architect had not sufficed to manage an indoor
staircase to connect the old part of the dwelling with
the two rooms added above, so a wooden stair was
placed on the outside, somewhat resembling a broad
commodious ladder. There were three entrances to the
little house—one through the smithy in Boniface Lane,
which, as the reader knows, was almost opposite to the
White Hart; a second through a low-browed, rather
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worm-eaten door, which opened into Bird’s Alley, and
gave admittance into the parlour behind the smithy;
and the third, the outer staircase which led to the rooms
on the upper story, used as sleeping apartments. The
house is an old-fashioned one, even in the days of
Henry the Fourth. It is very dear to its mistress,
who has not slept away from it one night either dur-
ing her happy wedded life or the widowhood which
had followed about twenty years before our story
opens.

The staircase in Bird’s Alley being on the outside,
and visible from the White Hart, Willis and his wife
can see John Badby carrying his mother down to the
parlour every morning, and every evening carrying her
back to her upper room. So regularly is this done that
the merry little host of the tavern avers that the smith
is as good as a sun-dial, as one can always calculate on
his keeping correct time. It is a great enjoyment to
Dame Alice to pass most of the day in the parlour,
whence through the doorway connecting it with the
smithy she can watch her son at the forge. The sight
of the strong man wielding his hammer warms the
mother’s heart, as the kindly heat of the smithy warms
her poor afflicted frame. It amuses the invalid also to
see and hear all that goes on, when folk passing along
Boniface Lane turn into the smithy either for business
or to have a gossip with the smith. Narrow Bird’s
Alley has scarcely ever a passenger, save when Dame
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Marjory, Marian, or Lilian go along it to visit the widow,
without passing through the smithy.

A very rare visitor is Dame Willis of the White
Hart; and when she comes she invariably makes her
entrance through the smithy, declaring that Bird’s Alley
is too narrow and confined for one of her portly dimen-
sions. Dame Marjory’s visits are more frequent, and
she takes many a little dainty with her for the helpless
cripple—fruit, vegetables, or a confection of her own
making. Marian Paton in former times had turned
down little Bird’s Alley well-nigh every day in the
week, partly to see Dame Alice, but more to have a
glance from the parlour at John at his forge, and to
give him the smile which cheered him on at his work.
But of late the maiden’s visits have been few and far
between; for which her conscience pricks her a little.
Lilian, whose affectionate heart clings to her suffering
friend, gives to Dame Alice all the time that she can
possibly spare from labour at home. And even the
bells on Dickon’s fool’s cap are occasionally heard in
narrow Bird’s Alley, as he goes in merrily to make the
invalid laugh with his jokes, coming back from her
room perhaps a graver and wiser man.

The most welcome visitor of all in Bird’s Alley has
been the poor devout parson, William Sawtre, and joy-
fully has his gentle tap at the low-browed door been
heard by the widow, and her face has brightened as,
stooping his form, he has entered the parlour. William

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Sawtre, a man of fiery zeal when denouncing the errors
of Rome, has been gentle as a shepherd tending a sick
lamb, when ministering to the afflicted members of his
flock. Sawtre might have been described in the words
of his contemporary Chaucer,—

“ Christ’s love, and His apostles twelve, he taught,
And first he followed it himself.”

To most people Dame Alice’s fate appears a very
hard one, its only change being from lesser to greater
torture, from nights disturbed by pain to nights with
no sleep at all. Willis’s wife declares that death would
have been a deal better than such a life; she herself
could never endure to be such a burden to herself and
to others. But worldly outsiders see the trial without
its rich consolations. Dame Alice, on her bed of pain,
unable even to turn without assistance, is far less to be
pitied than King Henry upon his throne. The Grauth
(the religious book of the Sikhs) has a curious proverb,
“The world has the buttermilk, the saints the butter ;”
and the quaint saying conveys a beautiful truth. What
is sweetest, richest, and highest is the portion of the
soul which finds its rest in God. Those who look at
the sugar-cane growing behold its hard, tasteless, flinty
rind ; the store of sweetness is within, and a crushing,
grinding process but draws that sweetness forth. Alice,
during long, waking hours, draws more honey from a
single text of the Bible, meditated on in the darkness,
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than votaries of pleasure can from the sumptuous ban-
quet. She feasts on thinking over scenes recorded in
Scripture, until such vivid realization of them follows
that her little room no longer seems dark ; she is stand-
ing by Gennesareth or Jordan, and all sense of loneliness
is gone. Especially Alice likes to think of herself as
the woman bound down by infirmity, who could in no
wise lift herself up, yet she managed to creep to the
synagogue, perhaps because she knew that the Master
was there.

“That poor woman could hear His voice,” thinks the
sufferer, “and so can I—in my heart. In sooth, she
could only behold His blessed feet—no more can I; but
the time was coming to her, and so it is to me, when
the blessed Lord would. bid her arise and stand erect;
and I too shall rise up and look on His face, and shine
in the light of His smile for ever and ever.”

_ Let us enter the parlour in which Dame Alice spends
the greater part of her day, and look at her humble
surroundings, for her little treasures are around her.

- . Opposite to her, on the wall, are memorials of child-

hood’s days—the sampler with the Lord’s Prayer in
scarlet letters, laboriously worked, holding a central
place. To Alice in her meditative moods that sampler
is an emblem of life.

“How that sampler seemed as if it would never be
finished!” says Alice to herself; “how much trouble
my little fingers had in forming the more difficult
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letters! how often I had to unpick, and my foolish
tears fall on the canvas! But the work was completed
at last, and with all its faults my father praised it; and
he said, ‘Well done, my little child!’ and put into my
hand a silver groat, the first money which I ever pos-
sessed. I shall never forget my delight at the prize,
and still more at the praise! Ah yes! that sampler
minds me of life: its tasks often seem weary, but the
end comes at last; and then, even to God’s poor, silly
little ones, come the, praise and the prize!”

Above the sampler is fastened up the bow which
John’s father had often drawn, and three arrows in a
metal quiver deftly fashioned by Badby the smith. The |
feathers are hidden by the quiver, the sharp heads are
pointing upwards. These also give frequent food for
thought. The memorials of one dearly loved are fondly
prized by the widow.

“That bow is at rest,’ muses Alice; “I shall never
again hear the twang of the string, nor see those arrows
whiz through the air! But my Will aimed right at the
mark, and the good words which he spake to me and’
his little son were as pointed shafts which never missed
their aim. Master Sawtre wrote a little verse about
it,—

‘When shall instruction’s feathered dart
Most surely reach the hearer’s heart?
‘When love’s still tightening cord supplies
The impetus with which it flies.

Pointed by truth and winged by prayer,
It finds the heart, and fixes there.’”
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On a little table close to Dame Alice are other things
telling of thoughtful kindness: a plate of cates, made
by Dame Marjory after a recipe learned at the house of
Wicklif; a glass brought by Lilian containing water
and a little piece of carrot, a thing in itself not lovely,—
and yet from that carrot, on that cold wintry day, is
springing an elegant plant of the most delicate green.
To Alice it is beautiful as a rose, for it tells of hopes
springing up afresh in lifes winter even from what
seems common and only fit to be thrown away. There
is also a precious manuscript on that table containing
the fourteenth chapter of St. John. The invalid cannot,
indeed, lift it up to read it; but that matters little, as
she knows it by heart. The soft cushion behind Alice,
on which the sufferer rests her weary head, was deftly
worked by Marian some two years ago, with a pattern
of lilies and pinks. The lilies are a little soiled by the
smoke, the pinks somewhat faded by the sun. That
cushion often reminds the widow to pray for Paton’s
poor silly child. “God grant that our sweet Marian
may not be stuffing her own pillow with thorns! May
the Lord give her wisdom and make her His own by
whatever means He sees best!”

There are many other little family treasures about
the parlour which give it an aspect of comfort. Dame
Alice knows that on the wall behind her is a picture
given her by Dickon some years ago, and bought with
his pocket-money as a birthday present for the widow in
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return for many an act of kindness. The picture is a
coarse chalk drawing, in bad perspective, representing
King Richard the Second on horseback, and his good
queen Anne beside him, mounted on the side-saddle,
which the Bohemian princess is said to have introduced
into England. The boy Dickon never forgot that he
had been named after the king, and a loyal little fellow
had he been. Though the drawing is rude it has been
executed with spirit, and the likeness of Richard on his
prancing steed gives no false idea of the manly beauty
of the unfortunate monarch. Dame Alice can only see
this picture when she is carried out of the room in the
evening, for it is behind the place where she sits in her
easy-chair, but she likes to know that it is on the
wall.

“Yes, I like to think that our king and queen are
now both of them in a high place, though I cannot see
them. Queen Anne was a saint of God, and had she
lived mayhap her husband might have been reigning
still, instead of lying in the cold grave. I cannot pray
for his soul, for that would be superstition; but he is
in God’s hands, and they are more merciful than man’s. _
King Richard never persecuted God’s people; he never
cringed to the Pope. In our king’s time that statute
was passed* which hindered, as far as might be, the

* The famed Statute of Premunire was passed in the reign of Richard. It
enacted that whosoever should procure from Rome or elsewhere excom-
munications, bulls, or other things against the king and his realm, should
be put out of the king’s protection, and all his goods and lands be forfeited.
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Bishop of Rome from meddling with English affairs.
If our poor king, like Manasseh in old times, committed
follies and sins, God gave him time, in his miserable
prison, to repent, to weep, and to pray. I hope—from
my soul I hope—that King Richard’s soul is with God!
I dare not wish him back ; though had he been on the
throne that cruel statute against heretics would never,
I trow, have been thought of.”

Such are Dame Alice’s frequent musings, which have
_ brought peace and rest to her gentle spirit.

Her love for her son is also a source of intense
pleasure to the afflicted woman. How good had God
been to give her such a treasure in John! It is not
only his filial affection in which she rejoices, nor even
his high moral character, on which no one could fix
a stain. It seems as natural to Badby to scorn deceit
and lies.as it is for the eagle to soar above the fens
and sloughs of earth. Folk said that John could no
more tell a falsehood than he could play a juggler’s
tricks with those strong muscular hands which wielded
the hammer so well. Badby is emphatically a man
and an Englishman; but he is something more, or his
mother’s heart would not rest on him with such
thankful delight. John from his early days has re-
ceived gospel truth with the simplicity of a child.
There is nothing between him and the Saviour of
whom hé had heard when yet sitting on the knee

of his mother. The artisan’s mind is troubled by no
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doubts; and as for the superstitions prevailing around
him, they are as cobwebs to be brushed away when
revealed by the clear daylight. The smith’s faith is
of that kind which a well-known preacher* has de-
scribed in a few vigorous words: “We want workshop
faith as well as prayer-meeting faith. We need faith
as to the common things of life and the trying things
of death. We could do with less paint if we had more
power; we need less varnish and more verity—a
sound commonplace faith which will be found wearable
and washable and workable through life.” Such is the
faith of John Badby.

Yet the strong man has his weakness, the brave man
his secret fears. His mother knows well the cause of
his trouble, and keenly sympathizes with him, though
too delicate-minded to touch the wound, as good Dame
Marjory, had she been in the place of Alice, would often
have done. To the mother’s heart Marian’s unkindness
to John is not a source of unmixed regret. Dame Alice
has never felt sure that the girl is really a Christian,
and if Marian does not value her John, she is surely
unworthy of him. “It is better that his heart should
be gradually weaned from a thoughtless flirt. The
Lord has something better in store for the best of sons.
John will have a sweeter, wiser, holier bride.” So
reflects Dame Alice.

Only once has the widow even alluded to John’s

* Mr. Spurgeon.
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trouble; it was by repeating to him a significant jest
uttered by Dickon.

“My dad has been new painting and gilding his big
boot, and it can be seen all along the lane. But the
poorest beggar would not care to have it for daily
wear; were it garnished with all my bells, ’tis but a
painted bit of wood after all.”

John made no observation in reply; he understood
the jester’s meaning but too well. But the smith’s love
is, like his own nature, too firm and strong to be lightly
turned from its object.

“Tf Marian has left off caring for me,” he silently
thinks, “I will go down to my grave unwed; I will:
never woo maiden again.”
CHAPTER VII.
SNOW AND FIRE.

On Dame Alice’s life of pain, patience, and peace, as
described in the last chapter, the news of William
Sawtre’s arrest burst like a fearful explosion. Her
own personal sufferings were forgotten in the distress
which she felt for her pastor and friend. Alice prayed
for his deliverance with a fervour which it seemed must
draw down an answer from heaven. Alice thought and
spoke of the pleading church of early Christians, whose
prayers brought an angel to deliver Peter from prison,
till she felt sure, quite sure, in her hopeful heart that
the Lord would save His servant as He did the brave
three from the fiery furnace.

Ah, how little can even the wisest and best under-
stand the mysterious dispensations of God! His way
is in the sea, His path in the deep waters. If prayers
and tears could have availed to defeat the plan of divine
wisdom, would not the pleading and weeping of Mary

and the apostles have averted Christ’s death on the ©

cross, and so have stopped the offering up of the one
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great sacrifice for the sins of the world? It is only in
another state of being that we shall fully understand
why God permits for awhile the wicked to oppress the
just. It is not here that our feeble intellects can grasp
the truth that all things, even the most painful and
terrible, work good, by God’s wisdom, to them that

love Him.
“* Good when He gives, supremely good,

Nor less when He denies,
E’en trials from his sovereign hand
Are blessings in disguise.”

John did his utmost to keep evil news from disturb-
ing the mind of his mother. He offended Dame Willis
by shutting the door between the smithy and parlour ;
he stopped Marjory from calling to give an account of
the trial, at which she had managed to be present.
John bribed a crier shouting, “ Sawwtre’s sentence!” not
to come down Boniface Lane; but he shrank from him-
self breaking the news of what that sentence had been.
“ Mother will know only too soon,” thought the smith ;
“and while there is life there is hope. We are not in
Spain or in Rome.”

On one snowy morning the meek patience and endur-
ance of Dame Alice were heavily tried. The weather
had increased her pain to anguish; she had not slept
the whole night, and wearied and longed for the
morning. A char-woman called Betsy had been hired
by the smith to attend regularly to his mother’s com-
forts; but on that morning Betsy, from some unknown
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cause, had never appeared. The sun rose, but brought
little light into the narrow alley. Alice had lain all
night on her left side, and now no one came even
to give her the slight relief of being turned round on
her bed. Even John had not brought, as he usually
did, a warm bowl of porridge for his mother, or given a
word of kindly cheer. There was no sound below of
any one lighting the fire in the smithy, nor even the
usual noises which were wont to rise from Boniface
Lane. Not the shout of a boy, or a street vender’s
cry, nor voices from the White Hart, broke the weird,
unnatural stillness. In cold, hunger, and pain the
weary woman kept watch hour after hour. Alice could
see nothing outside the house, on account of her pros-
trate condition, except the big falling flakes of snow;
for the window of the room commanded not even a
view of chimneys, unless to one going up close to the
dim leaden-framed panes. The widow lay still, praying
for deliverance for William Sawtre, and the grace of
patience for herself. Occasionally she called out for
Betsy, but no reply came. Never since her illness
began had Dame Alice been so sorely tempted to give
way to misery and gloomy forebodings.

Gloomy forebodings indeed, for in Sawtre’s peril,
which so troubled her soul, Alice saw the shadow of
what might to her bring more terrible anguish still.
The wolf of persecution once let loose, who could tell
who might be its next victim? There was another
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follower of Wicklif, brave and true as Sawtre himself ;
and that man was her son—her joy, her stay, her sole
earthly delight, in a world in which Alice had found
much to suffer and little indeed to enjoy. The idea of
any danger threatening John sent a chill through the
widow’s frame far more painful than any caused by out-
ward cold. Alice reproached herself for her fears, but.
they clung to her still. The widow asked her own heart,
“Ts it want of faith that makes me thus tremble?” But
even her sensitive conscience did not convict her of this.

“Our Lord, our blessed Master Himself, was sorrow-
ful even wnto death from the thought of a terrible trial
before Him. Christ did not murmur nor resist God’s
will, but His soul was bowed down within Him. But
then Christ knew to a certainty what He must suffer.
His people may be saved from what they most dread.
When the Saviour said, My hour is not yet come, He
knew that it would assuredly come at last; He had not
the hope of escape that we have. What a constant
trial that knowledge of the future, that certainty of
coming anguish, must have been! I have often thought,”
thus mused the lonely invalid, “that perhaps when the
Lord was a youth, when His hour was yet many years
distant, and He thought on saving a world by His
death, there was more of joy than of fear in the
prospect. The winning of His great aim, the finish-
ing of His grand work, would look to Christ as one of
the calm stars which shine but do not twinkle look to
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us at night. But when the Lord began His ministry,
~ and met bitter opposition and scorn and shame, then
His coming trials would be rather like a very black
object in the sky, swelling and widening every day as
the awful hour drew near and nearer. Christ would
know it to be the weight of God’s anger for a whole
world’s guilt, coming gradually, hour by hour, closer
and closer, larger and larger, till, at Gethsemane, it
covered the whole sky above Him as with a horrible
pall. It was coming—a weight beyond that of a
thousand rocks—ten thousand mountains; a weight
that, falling on Him, would crush out bloody sweat,
yea, life itself, from his mortal body; a weight which,
falling on a world, would have hurled it down to the
nethermost hell! Oh, what love—what love to endure
all this, and for us! We can never have to bear for
the Saviour one-tenth part of what the Saviour suffered
for us!”

Then Alice turned her weary eyes towards the
window ; she sought to draw a lesson of comfort from
the falling snow. What ermine could form a fairer
mantle than that with which the Great Father was
covering the dark-stained earth! Again and again the
sufferer repeated and took to herself the sublime prayer
of King David: “Wash me, and I shall be whiter than
snow.” Alice saw by faith the spotless robes worn by
the blest above, and by prayer and holy musings was
strengthened to suffer and be still.
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Welcome, most welcome, at last was the sound of
John’s step on the outer stair, though Alice could not
turn to see him enter, for the door was to her right.
The widow heard that door unclose, not quietly, as
might have been expected, and John came up to his
mother’s bed, silent, and with a slow, heavy tread. He
bent over his parent, kissed her brow, and gently moved
her round. Badby was annoyed at Betsy's evident
neglect ; for his mother, in that: cheerless, fireless room,
without food or help, had, he saw, been left to loneliness
and pain. But at that moment the sniith had no voice
for words either of anger or greeting. Alice was
alarmed at John’s deadly paleness and the deep gloom
on his face. A foreboding fear seized her; she
dreaded to ask the question which was trembling on
her tongue. John sat down; his head drooped lower
and lower, till his broad brow was hidden on his crossed
arms. Not a word had been spoken either by mother
or son, Some emotion too strong for words was agi-
tating the strong man’s frame; he was struggling to
command that emotion, so as to speak in a calm voice ;
but it was in strangely altered tones that Badby said at
last, as he raised his bowed head, “ All is over! he suffers
no more.”

The words were scarcely needed; John’s appearance
and manner had told the worst. Tears gushed from the
eyes of Alice as in a choking voice she sobbed forth:
“The prophet went up to heaven in a chariot of fire!”
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then she added more calmly, “and returned to earth to
appear with the Lord in glory; and so will he!”

John made no reply, he could not; but he dried his
mother’s eyes and her tear-stained face, and kissed her
again and again. The smith had resolved that on this
dark day he would light no furnace, strike no anvil;
chill silence and solitude should be his tribute of respect
to the martyr whose form he had seen consumed at the
stake. But the sight of Dame Alice’s pitiable state
changed the intention of her son: he must exert himself
for her, he must live for her; much work was on his
hands, and work must be done, or she would suffer.
Mastering his reluctance to turn to any common em-
ployment, John went to the head of the open staircase,
after shutting the door behind him, and shouted to his
apprentice-boy, who was gossiping with some one at the
point where the alley joined Boniface Lane, to light the
furnace at once. John then went himself to get things
ready, and met the char-woman Betsy, who had deserted
her post, and who was coming in an excited manner up
the alley. John knew that Betsy, like himself, had just
come from the fearful scene at Smithfield.

“Not a word to my mother of what you have seen,”
he said sternly, “or you never cross her threshold
~ again.”

Not long afterwards Badby reascended the stair with
_ a bowl of something warm for his mother. He himself
had been unable to touch any food. John fed the
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shivering, starving invalid slowly, as he might have fed
a helpless babe.© More than once the smith paused to
wipe away the tears which coursed down the meek pale
face.

“Mother, Betsy must light a fire here; or would it
please you better to go down to the parlour?” he said.
“T fear me that you could not bear the movement
to-day.”

To Dame Alice anything was better than to be longer
apart from her son; so wrapping her up in a scarlet
blanket, John bore her gently down into the room into
which the furnace fire in the smithy had already brought
genial warmth.

“Bless my soul! how heartless some folk are!” cried
mine hostess in the tavern. She had just come from
Smithfield herself, and had cheered herself after its
horrors by a double potation of ale. “Those Badbys
seemed to tender the heretic parson as dearly as if he’d
been one of their kin, but they take his burning mighty
easy! There’s John carrying down his mother to her
snug parlour, just as if nothing had happened; there’s
the fire going, and the bellows blowing. Dear heart!
how it minds one of the roaring. faggots! No doubt it’s
right that heretics should burn; but I can’t forget that
sight so easily—not I!”

_As Dame Alice sat in her parlour, she could hardly |
think of anything but the martyrdom of her pastor ;
yet she tried hard to keep her mind from dwelling on
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his terrible pain and the cruelty of his foes. The
widow exerted her remarkable faculty of memory to
recall portions of his sermons heard when she could yet
attend his preachings, and words of counsel and comfort
afterwards spoken by her sick-bed, when he knew that
the sufferer could never again kneel in the house of
prayer. Alice gathered up, as it were, what she could
of the gold-dust from the sand of the past. Words long
forgotten now came back to her mind; Lilian would
write them out from her dictation; they would be
precious memorials of the departed, and through them
William Sawtre, though dead, would speak to his people
still. Wonderful comfort came to Dame Alice from this
thought.

“The monks show bits of bone and fragments of
rags, and call them relics of saints,” said the widow to
herself. “I trow that the best relics of saints are their
holy words, that, like themselves, will never wholly die.”

But if such soothing consolation came to Dame Alice’s
spirit, it did not so come to John’s. He worked indeed
with might and main, and an energy which was almost
fierce, but he thought little but on one subject, and that
one of keen pain. A good many people came to the
smithy that day, some for business, more for gossip; for
it was widely known that John was a Lollard, and that
he had witnessed Sawtre’s death. But Badby resolutely
closed his lips, and not one word on the subject could
any one draw from the smith. His soul was boiling
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over with such fierce wrath that John could not trust
himself to speak. His only answer to unwelcome ques-
tions were fiercer blows on the iron that glowed red on
the anvil before him.

“T say—how John Badby swings about that ham-
mer!” was the observation of mine host of the White
Hart to his portly spouse. “He deals mighty lusty
blows, as if a foe’s head were on the anvil, and he would
smash his skull like a nut!”

When evening came, Badby, as usual, after wrapping
up his mother carefully, carried her up the wooden stair,
slippery as it was with snow. As usual, he laid her
gently on her bed, to await the coming of Betsy. Not
a word had been spoken between mother and son, for
the effort and the pain caused by being moved, however
gently, had tried the sufferer so much that for some
. minutes Alice would not utter a sound, lest that sound
should be a groan. John Badby then said, “ Good-night,
. mother,” and turned to depart.

“What, my son! without our reading; without one
prayer!” exclaimed Dame Alice.

Then the fire which had been smouldering all day in
the smith’s heart burst out into fierce flame.

“T cannot pray—it would be a mockery; I cannot
ask God to forgive me, for I can never forgive! I hate
my enemy—I hate Guy Dunn! I should like to strike
him dead !”

Alice uttered an inarticulate exclamation of distress;
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~ she had never seen such fierceness of passion in her son
since the day. when, as a mere boy, he had heard of the
execution of his father.

“How can I but hate him?” pursued John, clenching
his strong muscular fist. “He has robbed me of my
earthly happiness, he has insulted me to my face, and—
and he was present to-day—present at that atrocious
murder on which the sun would not look: He looked
—he could smile—it maddened me! Had I been
nearer to him, Guy Dunn should never have smiled
again |”

“Oh, my boy!” began Dame Alice in a pleading
tone; but John was in no mood to listen.

-“There is no use in speaking to me, mother. There.
is something within me hotter than a furnace I feel
as if I were possessed by a devil.”

“But there is One who can cast out devils, One who
has cast them out!” exclaimed Alice. “Christ saw one
of His redeemed even in the poor demoniac who came
running and fell at His feet, but had no power to pray
for mercy. O John, John, down on your knees! you
shall kneel and I shall pray—pray that God, with whom
all things are possible, may give us grace even to for-
give. This is the dark hour of temptation, this is the
wrestling with the power of evil of which our dear
martyr so often spoke; down on your knees, Oh, my

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son, you will be given the victory yet!
CHAPTER VIII
A SUDDEN CHANGE.

THE winter of that year had been bitter; but the spring-
time came early, and before February was quite over
Nature wakened to joy. The peasants who came with
butter and green cheese from Kent brought also bunches
of violets and primroses culled from the lanes, and Dame
Marjory bought a huge basketful of fragrant cowslips
to make into wine. The larch “ hung her tassels forth,”
and birds feeling the breath of the sweet south wind
burst into early song. The sun smiled even on smoky
London, and its citizens talked of sports, jousts, and
merry-makings, as if no terrible crime had been so
lately on that snowy, wintry day. Specially were the
revels and mummeries which were to celebrate the
birthday of young Prince Harry the theme of almost
universal gossip. Little did the Badbys care to hear of
what was almost an all-absorbing topic, their memories
of the past were too vivid and sad. Dame Alice now
saw Lilian daily; the girl came early and stayed late,
and her presence was a solace to the widow. Lilian
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felt as little weary of writing down the martyred Saw-
tres words as Alice did of dictating them to her
companion. The girl wondered at her afflicted friend’s
remarkably retentive memory, and accepted with lowly
joy the holy task of gathering what the widow called
“gold-dust” from the ashes of the sainted dead.

“T can’t grudge Lilian to Dame Alice in her trouble,”
observed Marjory to her nephew Dickon, who had come,
as he not unfrequently did, to pay a visit to his home.
“JT wot that Lilian’s is a blessed task; but her absence
throws almost all the work of the house upon me—the
dusting, the cooking, the mending, the marketing. Lilian
“4s a good, useful girl, and will grow up in time to be a
capital housekeeper; but Marian, with the follies and.
fripperies, will never so much as wipe out a dish!” As
Marjory spoke, she lifted up a caldron of something
very savoury from the fire; for she and Dickon were in
the kitchen, which was not on the ground floor, but
directly behind the parlour.

“Why don’t you make Marian work?” asked the
jester.

“Work!” repeated Dame Marjory with her indignant
snort; “why, she’d have to tuck up her enormously
long sleeves, and put off her ridiculous fool’s cap, as I
call it, though it has-.ribbons instead of bells. Her
father spoils the girl; the fine folk talk nonsense to her.
Marian will never work ; she thinks all are born to work
for her.”
A SUDDEN CHANGE. 81

“Tl make Marian work,” quoth the young jester,
merrily shaking his jingling bells. “Promise me six of
the dainty little pork-pies which I see that you are
going to make, and I'll set my twin to good steady work
ere the day is an hour older.”

“You may get her to sew some fine kirtle for herself
if you give her grand silk and fanciful trimming,” quoth
the dame, as she stirred vigorously with a wooden spoon
the savoury brown mess which she had poured into a
large bowl. “I would give you a dozen pies instead of
six if you would make Marian turn her hand to any-
thing that would either bring money or save it.”

“A bargain!” cried Dickon eagerly. “I'll get Marian
to work like a tailor, and earn money, yes, as much in
one day as our six prentices together could get in a year
if they cobbled from morning till night.”

“This is one of your jests, silly boy!” said Marjory.
“You will never get Marian to prick one of her dainty
fingers with a needle.”

“She shall use up needles, scores and scores 0 them,”

cried Dickon, laughing. “I’ve got a parcel of work for
her here, and I'll see that she does it, and does it well.
[ll be as sharp after the Pink as if she were a starveling
prentice. If I don’t make my word good, I'll fling cap
and bells into that kitchen fire, and never crack another
joke nor eat another pie in my life.”

Dame Marjory was little given to laughing, especially

after all that had happened, but she could not resist
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giving a chuckle.. “Then there’s some chance of your
feather-brain getting some wisdom at last,’ quoth she.

“ But there are conditions to my bargain,” said Dickon,
as he cleared with his finger what was left of the
tempting concoction in Marjory’s wooden spoon. The

"jester was rewarded for this by a sharp rap over his
knuckles inflicted by his aunt. ;

“But there are conditions to my promise,” repeated
Prince Harry’s jester. “You must let me manage Marian
entirely in my own way. You must let her sit behind
the old tapestry screen in the parlour, and never peep to
see how she gets on with her work, nor ask a single
question about what she is making. If you break my
conditions, I’ll just throw up the whole affair: I can get
pies enough and to spare at the palace.”

“T accept the conditions,” said the dame; “I’m too
busy to go peeping behind screens. But will you
warrant me that the work is honest work ?”

“Of course it is,” was the jester’s reply. Dickon
looked a little hurt at the question being asked, but in
a-moment the shadow of displeasure passed away from
his comely young face. “I hear Maid Marian trilling

. her Robin Hood lay in the parlour; I'll go and stop her
song, and set her lazy fingers to work!” After turn-
ing heels over head as a graceful way of quitting the
kitchen, the light-heeled and light-hearted youth opened
the door between it and the parlour, and in another
minute was seated beside his twin sister. Dame Mar-
A SUDDEN CHANGE. 83

jory heard nothing of the conversation which passed
between them, as Dickon took care to close the door
behind him. Before relating that conversation, I will
make a little digression in order to inform the reader
~ how Dickon came to hold his strange position of jester
to the prince.

About two months before this story commences, at
nearly the close of the preceding year, Peterkin Paton,
his family, and his six apprentices, had been put into a
state of excited expectation by a tall fellow in gorgeous
- royal livery approaching the sign of the tasselled boot.

Such an apparition had never before been seen in Boni-
face Lane, and mine host of the White Hart and his
. buxom dame watched with curious eyes to see whether
the royal serving-man would stop at Paton’s door. The
messenger entered the shop, and pompously, as if he
carried the dignity of an ambassador from royalty on
his gilded jerkin, gave command that an assortment of
boots, suited to the size of the foot of the heir to the
throne, should be taken to Ely House. This was the
mansion of the Lancastrian dukes, in which John of
Gaunt had lived and died after his palace of the Savoy
had been burned by Wat Tyler’s mob. Ely House, as a
more cheerful residence than the Tower of London, was
at this time used as a royal palace.
Great was the exultation of Paton on finding that the
fame of his tasselled boots had reached royalty itself,
and great also was his perplexity in obeying the order.
84 ‘A SUDDEN CHANGE.

It was doubtful whether his store contained a single pair
small enough to fit the young prince’s foot; but, of
course, one could be made to order. But who was to
go to Ely House to take the measure? There was
much discussion in the parlour upstairs, much conjec-
ture in the workshop below, as to who should be
the privileged individual who should carry the boots to
the palace and try them on the young prince. Paton
himself never stooped his back or bent his knee to a
customer; but then he never before had had one who
was royal.

“Send Dickon with the boots,” cried Marian. “I only
wish that I could go myself. Dickon will make his
way with the prince, and tell us all about the court
when he comes back.”

Accordingly Dickon, the blue-eyed, beautiful youth,
set forth in high glee for Ely House, one of the appren-
tices following him as far as the palace to carry the bag
of boots. Dickon went gaily enough, but returned with
a curious expression on his face, partly pleasure, partly
pride, partly perplexity also.

Of course the youth was eagerly questioned, especially
by Marian: “What said the prince? how did he look ?
was he gracious and condescending ?”

“So gracious,” returned Dickon, smiling and blushing,
“that in return for my putting tasselled boots on his
feet, the prince wants to adorn my head with—a pair of
asses’ ears |”
A SUDDEN CHANGE. 85

“Talk sense, if you can,” said Dame Marjory. . The
words sound sharp, but they were spoken with a
grim smile. The good dame was rather fond of her
nephew.

“Tell us all that passed,” cried Paton from his warm
seat in the chimney-corner. He had just cast a thick log
on the fire, and now leaned back to listen.

“T need not describe trying on of boots—we all know
something about that,” said Dickon; “and there’s no
mighty difference between a prince’s foot and another's.
But as I knelt before the king’s son, and looked up in
his face to see if he liked the fit, Prince Hal smilingly
said, ‘Methinks you were hardly made for the cobbling
craft. Do you like your occupation, fair lad?’ ‘If I
don’t, what boots it?’ quoth I.”

“O Dickon! did you dare to jest before the prince ?”
cried Marian.

“Why not? he’s a boy, and likes fun. Prince. Hal
smiled, and that made me go on, for I was in a right
merry mood. Says I, ‘I look on a boot, your grace, as
an honourable emblem of kingly power, ”

“Well, if you are not the most brazen-faced urchin !”
began Dame Marjory; but Marian, in a fever of curi-
osity, cried out, “Go on! go on!” ee

“*How make you out that?’ asked Prince Hal.
‘May it please your grace, the boot is the sole ruler,
and tramples down everything in its way. Moreover, it
keeps the toes, big and little, in order; it protects them’
86 A SUDDEN CHANGE.

(‘Not bad, muttered the prince ; but I could not help
adding), ‘and sometimes squeezes them too.’”

“QO Dickon!” exclaimed all present, in varied tones
of surprise, reproof, and amusement. Marian added,
“ How did the prince take that ?”

“He threw himself back on his velvet chair and
laughed, and all the courtiers laughed too, for they follow
the prince’s lead. JI warrant me if he sneezed there
would be sneezing all round the room. When Prince
Hal had had his laugh, he said, ‘Do the squeezed toes
ever take to rebelling against the royal boot ?’

“«There’s a break-out every now and then,’ said I,
for I thought of Wat Tyler’s rebellion, ‘specially if
there’s any corn in the question.” That made the prince
and courtiers laugh again, they seem to be so easily
tickled. ‘And what comes of such outbreaks?’ asked
the prince. ‘Matters are usually patched up,’ replied I;
‘otherwise government would be bootless.’”

“And what came of all your pert folly?” asked
Dame Marjory, more amused than angry.

“The upshot of it all was that the prince declared
that I was born to be a jester, and his jester I should
be, if it cost him twenty marks i’ the twelvemonth.
He wanted to order a suit of motley at once; but I felt
so dazed and bewildered at the thought of being turned
from a bootmaker into a fool, that I begged for a day
to think over the matter, and so I came here.”

There were very various opinions in Boniface Lane
A SUDDEN CHANGE. 87

regarding the advisability of accepting the prince’s offer.
Marjory, no friend to the Lancastrian line, strongly
objected to Dickon’s taking service under the grandson
of John of Gaunt; Dame Alice feared that the boy’s
principles would be corrupted and his character degraded
by such a way of earning his living. Lilian did not
presume to advise, but she was greatly distressed.
Paton’s desire for court patronage for himself and his —
son, Marian’s eagerness for any kind of connection be-
tween Boniface Lane and the palace, and Dickon’s own
fancy for the fun and amusement which would fall to a
jester’s lot, before very long turned the scale. It was
thus that the bootmaker’s son became jester to Harry
the prince.
CHAPTER IX.
THE PRINCE'S DRESS.

“Marp Martian, I’ve just come from Ely House,” said
Dickon gaily, but in a subdued tone, to his twin sister.
“We're having rare fun in preparing for the féte that is
to take place on Madcap Harry’s birthday.”

Marian was fond of her twin, and Dickon had perhaps
as much influence over her as any other member of the
family possessed. She loved his mirth and his jests,
though the latter were often cuts at herself. Marian
owned that to hear anything about the court was to her
like nuts and honey. Marian tried to draw out from
her brother everything about the princesses and princes,
what they wore and what they ‘ate; Thomas, John,
Humphrey, and their sisters—their names were to her
familiar as household words. With such a willing
listener as Marian, Dickon’s tongue rattled on merrily
enough.

“We're all laying our heads together, wits and wooden
pates alike, to invent something new and curious for our
merry young prince to wear on his birthday. Says he,
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‘Tm tired of all the old fashions, and I hear that Harry
Perey will come in a rare new suit, which has just
arrived from the court of France. I must have some-
thing cunningly wrought, and perfectly different from
anything worn before. I'll give my glove full of gold
pieces to any one who will invent a quite original dress .
for me to wear at the birthday banquet.’ ”

“« And what said the courtiers?” asked Marian, with
more than the usual curiosity which is attributed to her
sex.

“One proposed this thing, another that,’ quoth he
with the cap shaped into asses’ ears: “stuffed birds to
be worn on the head—wreaths made of feathers, or
shells—horses’ tails—I wot not what else. But nothing
pleased Prince Hal; he said that nothing was new. I
let all have their say, and then I burst forth into a
poem! I can rhyme like Chaucer or Longlande, and
when I’m too old to be a fool, I mean to set up trade as
a poet. There’s a kind of connection between the two
crafts.”

“You giddy goose!” laughed Marian. “Let's hear
what you said to Prince Hal.”

Dickon waited for a few seconds, with his finger
raised to his downy lip, in a comical attitude of reflec-
tion; for he had not yet written down his doggerel (that
task was reserved for Lilian), and to repeat it fluently
required an effort of thought. But when the jester’s
lips unclosed his words came out readily enough, as he
go THE PRINCE'S DRESS.

himself remarked, “like mead out of an uncorked
bottle.” This was the poem of Dickon :-—

“ T promise Prince Harry a dress neat and tight,
Graceful and light, fit for a knight,
With hundreds of weapons glittering bright ;
Full of holes as a beggar’s rags,
Yet spruce and spry, with tassels and tags ;
Full of eyes as a peacock’s tail,
Glittering steel, like a warrior’s mail,
Fashioned by maiden’s snowy hand,—
The quaintest dress in merry England.”

“QO Dickon, you promised what you could: not per-
form!” cried Marian, laughing.

“T can perform. And you shall make the surcoat,
Maid Marian; and, what is more, I have the materials
there in yon bundle. If you do my bidding, you shall
have the boy prince’s gloveful of golden bits.”

Marian arched her eyebrows and drew in her cherry
lips at the idea of winning such a wonderful mine of
wealth. She was very impatient indeed to see what the
bundle contained, and could scarcely wait to let Dickon
unfasten the wrappings.

“Soft and slow, Maid Marian, or you'll crumple the
dainty satin. What do you think of this?” he asked,
holding up the material to view. |

“It’s a pretty bit of satin, blue as forget-me-nots or
your own merry eyes,.but there’s nothing very novel in
that. -There is gold-coloured silk to work it with,~a
good deal more than is needed; but oh, you knight of
THE PRINCE'S DRESS. gt

the asses’ ears! what made you bring all these packets
of needles, enough to last for a lifetime ?”

“The whole point of the matter lies in these needles’
points,” quoth Dickon, sinking his voice to a whisper,
and glancing suspiciously towards the closed door,
though he could hear Marjory’s heavy tread in the
kitchen. “Look you, Marian, I’ve marked out all the
pattern myself; every dot shows the place for an eyelet
hole, to be worked with the gold-coloured silk, and from
each hole, suspended by its thread, must hang the needle
which worked it. Graceful and light.” *

“You can never mean that I am to make an eye-
let-hole over every one of these dots?” interrupted
Marian.

“Every one; not one dot to be missed. I meant to
mark out a thousand, but my patience failed me, and
the pattern comes short of that number by a hundred
or more.”

“Tm sure that my patience will fail me,” cried
Marian; “I should be months making so many holes.”

“Only about a hundred a day: you’ve almost nine
days for the work, not counting the Sundays. But you
must set about it at once, and never get off your seat,
save to snatch at a meal. See, I’ve threaded the first
needle for you; you'll get sharp at threading by prac-
tice. Here’s your little boring sharp-pointed bodkin ;

* For a description of this very original and fantastic dress see Mark-
ham’s “ History of England.”
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stick it in bravely, Maid Marian—stick it right through
the satin; deem it a spur, and off and away!”

Marian was exceedingly amused and somewhat flat-
tered by being chosen to work for the prince. But she
was alarmed at the length of the task assigned her. “I
shall get in a couple of tailors to help me,” quoth she.

“Not for the world—not for the world!” exclaimed
Dickon the jester ; “the tailors would be certain to blab,
and the whole secret would ooze out. You must work
every stitch yourself; not even Lilian must help you, or
even look at the dress. Quick! don your thimble, Maid
Marian ; go at the work briskly, as a knight tilts at the
ring, or no gloveful of bonnie bright pieces for you.”

The bribe was large, the work attractive, and Marian
plunged with girlish eagerness into her new employment.
She stitched as if stitching for life. Marian grudged
the time for meals; hardly spoke a word at table, that
she might eat the faster; and before any one else had
finished, she rushed back to her corner behind the
screen. “ Dickon has worked a miracle,” said Dame
Marjory, with a grim smile: “he has set Marian. to
working like mad; but this new freak will not last.”

“I think that my girl has gone crazed!” cried Paton ;
“she has worked till her finger is rough and bleeding !”

“She'll oversleep herself to-morrow ; she usually does,”
quoth Marjory. “I’m up, and Lilian is up for hours,
before Marian leaves her pillow. She’s a lazy lass to
want a pillow at all.”
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But on the following day Marian was up and at her
work before even the apprentices came yawning into the
room below to begin the labours of the day. No appren-
tice worked so hard as the Pink of Boniface Lane.
When, after breakfast, Dickon dropped in to see his
sister, she greeted him with bright though aching eyes,
and held up the blue satin in girlish triumph. “I’ve
done ninety-nine eyelets!” she cried.

“ After a fashion,” quoth the jester, examining the:
work with critical eyes. “You've not half worked
round these holes, Marian ; and look here! these stitches
are already coming out. These holes are not round, the
last three are crooked; one can’t do such scamp work
for a prince. This row of eyelets must all be worked
over again!”

“Oh, nonsense!” cried Marian with impatience ; “ who
cares for a little eye being a trifle awry ?”

“Tf it were one of your eyes you would mind it,”
said Dickon the jester ; “anyways, what you do must be
neatly done. I'll keep one of the gold marks for myself
for every hole that you leave so untidy as this.”

Dickon proved a pretty strict overseer, and Marian’s
working skill improved by practice. Every one was
astonished at the perseverance which she showed day
after day. Visitors were not admitted to see her; even
Guy Dunn when he called was astonished to hear that
the bootmaker’s daughter was too busy to let any one in.
Dame Marjory rubbed her hands in satisfaction at this.
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“ Here 7s a change !” she observed to Lilian. “I should
have as soon expected a jackdaw to turn into a sober
domestic fowl as Marian to become a steady seamstress.
Wonders will never cease! I almost think that I can
venture on the journey which I’ve long been wanting to
make to Greenwich, to look after the cottages left to me
by my husband, which, I hear, are falling out of repair.
Willis of the White Hart would lend me his horse, and

-Id ride on a pillion behind my brother—no new-fangled
side-saddles for me.”

The many hours which Marian spent over her monot-
onous task were not entirely without profit as regarded
her mind. It is true that the maiden’s thoughts dwelt
much on the vanities of high life, of which she so
eagerly longed to know more; but plans for spending
the money for which she was labouring so hard often
occupied her mind. Marian had selfish projects indeed,
but others that were not selfish. If Marian enjoyed the
idea of buying for herself pretty trinkets and lace, she
was also pleased at the thought of astonishing Lilian by
a gift of gold paint for illuminations—a thing which the
orphan greatly desired ; and Dame Marjory should have
a new brooch, the pin of her old one having broken
away.

“Tl buy an hour-glass for father,” said the girl to .
herself, “and a little round mirror for Dickon. I
wonder how many gold pieces would go into the glove
of a boy? I wish that the prince’s hand were larger!”
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Marian often changed her little plans, but there was one
which she never changed—it was to purchase a soft
warm hood for Dame Alice.

“Tt would be such a comfort to her,” reflected Marian,
“and look so nice round the sweet pale face; and ”—
the maiden coloured a little at the thought—* my gift
would so please poor dear John, I have treated him very
badly, and he is troubled and sad at the loss of his
friend. I know that John thinks that I flout him, and
he never comes near us now. If I give the pretty hood
to his mother, it will be an easy way of saying ‘I’m
sorry, and I am sorry just a little for being unkind. I
shall not be always so giddy and foolish. Perhaps a

?

day may come when I will make amends—” Marian
stopped to thread her needle; and even this trifling
action sufficed to turn her thoughts in another direction,

for the needle broke in her hand.
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Days wore on, and Marian Paton was vigorously stitch-
ing still. The prince’s birthday would fall on a Monday,
and the preceding Friday had come. On that day
Dickon came to Dame Marjory in her usual haunt, the
kitchen, with a rueful expression of pain on his face.

“T’ve a horrible toothache,” said the poor lad, press-

ing his hand over his mouth. “ You've skill in healing-
herbs: have you no lotion to stop this throbbing, mad-
dening pain ?”

“Tl do my best,” replied his aunt. “You've caught
cold from the east wind, I take it, and must-tie up your
face.”

“Tve asked leave to stay at home for a few days,”
said poor Dickon. “I can’t keep.out of draughts or
wrap myself up at the court, and when I’m half crazy
with pain it’s hard to be cracking jokes, A jester is
never supposed to have a commonplace ache like other
folk ; he’s bound to be always wagging his tongue what-
ever be the state of his teeth. So I’m allowed to stay
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here till Monday. At home I can overlook Marian’s
work, be glum if I like, silent if I like, doff my fool’s
cap and bells, and don a good flannel wrap round my
mouth to keep out the cold.”

“Well, if you are going to stay here till Monday
evening, that removes all difficulty about your father
and myself making a journey to Greenwich, which I
have been so long wishing to do. I could not have left
the two girls alone; but you'll be as good a guardian
as—” .

“As father and aunt put together!” cried Dickon,
making a wry face asa keen pang shot through his
fang. “Tl see that the prentices below don’t go merry-
making or brawling in the lanes; if they sing any of
their saucy songs, Pll be down upon them in a twink-
ling. Jl keep the whole concern in tip-top order, and
——but oh, this horrible tooth!” A grimace followed
which excited as much mirth as pity, for Dickon made
even his aches seem funny.

A journey to Greenwich in the days of Henry the
Fourth was a more serious affair than one from London
to York in our own. Dame Marjory had not revisited
for years the home in which she had spent her married
life ; not indeed since she had left it after the death of
“her husband. Travelling at that period was even accom-
panied by a little sense of danger to give it zest. Peter-
kin must take his quarter-staff, for footpads might be

encountered. The roads, seldom mended, were likely.
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after winter to be in a dreadful state; but Dapple was
sure-footed and up to weight, for had he not carried the
host of the White Hart with his stout wife on a pillion
behind him? Dapplé was indeed much like a modern
cart-horse, and had often been used to bear heavy packs.

Dame Marjory felt the expedition before her to be
quite an event in her life, but had some misgivings as to
what might happen during her absence. On Saturday
morning she went into the kitchen, where Lilian was
busy in preparing the early meal which must be partaken
of by the travellers before starting on their long ride.

“Lilian, my girl, you’re the only one left in the house
with a head; I’ll leave my keys with you,” quoth the
dame. “You must keep special watch over Marian,
and let no stranger into the house; specially keep out
that fellow Guy Dunn. I’ve no mind to have him come
idling about whilst I’m away. To-morrow, you know,
is Sunday; none of the idle prentice boys must enter
the shop below or the rooms above, they've their own
den to bide in. Keep them out as you would keep
rats; they’ve their Sundays to themselves, and may go
about and do as they list.”

“Sunday is a dangerous day to the poor lads,” ob-
served Lilian. —

“T don’t deny that,” quoth Marjory: “the rogues get
into more trouble on their idle Sundays than in the six
working days put together; they ramble about, get into
taverns, and endless rows and mischief. I’m taking
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Tom with me to carry my bundle, on purpose to have
him out of harm’s way. I can’t be tearing up my linen
every Sunday night to bind up his broken head.”
“Would it not be well if the prentices were -under
Master Badby’s care on Sundays?” timidly suggested
Lilian, as she prepared the hot porridge; “he did take
two or more of them to hear dear Parson Sawtre.”
“Peterkin Paton will not hear of the boys going near
the smith,” replied Marjory. “He says that John Badby
is a marked man already, and is sure to get himself into
hot water for not worshipping a wafer blessed by some
shaven priest. My brother says that John Badby would
be teaching the lads to sing Ball's rhymes, or something
else to get themselves and their master into a scrape.
Peterkin is mighty afeard o’ scrapes,” continued Marjory,
with her little emphatic snort: “I believe he’s taking
me to Greenwich now because he wants me out of the
way of those who prick up their ears if anything is said
against the Pope or our cruel archbishop. Now mind
you, Lilian, I look to you to keep matters right whilst
we are away at Greenwich. Dickon is quieted down a
bit by his toothache; but toothaches don’t last for ever,
and when his goes he'll rebound like a cork ball and be
madder than ever. As for Marian, she has sobered
down for a week or more: but I’ve no faith in a giddy
butterfly being turned into a working bee at once; she'll
flutter her wings, I’ll be bound, as soon as my back is
turned.”
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“Tam the youngest of all; what can I do?” sighed
poor Lilian, who felt as if a very heavy weight of
responsibility were being placed on her weak little
shoulders.

“Young! you'll be fifteen come Lammas tide, and for
sober sense you might be fifty.”

“Tl do my best,” said Lilian humbly.

“No one can do better than best, my girl,” observed
Dame Marjory kindly. “I daresay that you won’t find
it easy to make two skittish colts like Dickon and his
twin go quietly in the plough, to say nothing of the five
prentice lads. But you'll do your best, as you say, and
sure you'll be helped, my child.”

Dapple was brought to the door over which hung the
gigantic boot. For the master and mistress to go on
a journey was a grand event in Boniface Lane; not one
of the apprentices but dared a sharp word or blow rather
than not watch the departure of Dame Marjory and her
brother. Tom shouldered his bundle with a broad grin
of triumph on his rough face; he looked on the choice
made of him as a token of special favour, though it was
really a sign of distrust.

“To go to Greenwich—what a lark!” cried Tom to
his envious comrades. “Mayhaps I'll have some of the .
master’s Sunday dinner—good fat pork, and one of the
dame’s mince-pies! It’s not every day that such a
windfall comes to a Lunnon prentice. I never before
had such luck.”
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Marian and her brother watched the start from the
latticed window of the upper story, which projected
over the lower part of the house. Lilian, with a mis-
giving heart, stood under the big boot below, ready to
receive last orders. The poor girl’s spirit was heavy
with care. There were parting directions given re-
garding culinary and housekeeping matters, with cau-
tions as to putting out fires at night, and seeing that
the mice did not get at the cheese. Then Paton, who
was mounted in front of his sister, shook the rope which
served as a rein, and gave a kick to Dapple’s shaggy
hide which was intended to act as a spur. The hoofs,
heavy and hairy, moved slowly forward, clattering over
the rough stones which paved Boniface Lane. The ap-
prentices gave a shout, perhaps with a hope of frightening
the horse, but the sober old beast went steadily on its
way. The boys re-entered the bootmaking part of the
domicile, saying laughingly to each other, “ When the
cat’s away the mice will play.” They made rude jests:
at Lilian as she timidly hurried up the staircase. When° .
the little maiden reached the kitchen behind the parlour, ;
before beginning work she knelt down, and with simple
childlike faith asked the Lord to help her to keep things
straight while Dame Marjory stayed away.

The Saturday went over more quietly than Lilian
expected. Marian had by'no means finished her long,
monotonous task, over which she gave many a weary
yawn. Dickon, his naturally sweet temper a little
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soured by pain, showed some spirit in keeping the ap-
prentice lads to their duty. Our outward environments
are not without their effect on our minds, and Dickon,
minus motley, cap and bells, looked and felt an older and
more sensible fellow than when wearing the livery of folly.

But difficulties came with the Sunday. There was
no attendance at divine worship for the Patons and
Lilian. Dame Marjory would never hear of the family
going to mass at a popish church, stuck full, as she said,
with idols, where folk must say their prayers in Latin
instead of their good mother tongue. Peterkin was just
as determined not to let any inmate of his house be
seen at a Lollard meeting, at the risk of getting him
into trouble. The martyrdom of William Sawtre had
frightened away all such half-hearted members of his
flock as Peterkin Paton.

Dickon came out of his little room on Sunday morning
with his face considerably swelled. He declared that he
had not had a wink of sleep all the night, so that now
that some ease had come, he meant to doze the Sunday
away, and awake on the prince’s birthday as blithe as
a cricket. ' So, after partaking of a hearty breakfast, the

_lad, went off to his own little cell.

“Tl get on with my work,” said Marian; “ there’s
still ever so much to do.”

“Oh no, dear Marian,” gently expostulated Lilian ; “it
is not right to do needlework on God’s day.” To say
so much cost her an effort.
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“Tt’s better than sitting with my hands before me!”
cried Marian pettishly. The strain of hard work, to
which she had been formerly quite unaccustomed, had
paled her cheek, and not improved her temper. The
girl was fretfully impatient to get her task done. -

“The house is as still as the grave!” exclaimed Marian;
“not even the prentice boys below to laugh and sing!
Dickon is as deadly lively as a stuffed jay, and you—
you're as dull as a sack of wool! What on earth can I
do to make the weary hours go by?”

“Would you like me to read to you a little from what
I’ve been copying out?” suggested Lilian. :

“ What is it ? some ballad or romaunt ?” asked Marian.

“Oh no; words of blessed Master. William Sawitre,
he who was burned for the faith,” said Lilian, with tears
in her eyes.

“He was a good man, whatever the monks and friars
may say,” observed Marian softly. “I mind me that he
used to pat me on the head when I was little, and tell
me that I should be one of the Good Shepherd’s lambs,
and follow His steps. I’m afeard that I’ve been a very
wilful lamb,” added the girl with a sigh.

. “Then you would like to listen for awhile,” said
Lilian; “so I'll fetch the sheepskin roll at once.”

This was not the first attempt that the orphan had
made to influence for good her companion, one. older
than herself in years, but in character far less mature.
Lilian’s daily prayer was to be enabled to make some
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return for Dame Marjory’s kindness to a destitute child,
and in some way, however humble, serve the family with
whom she abode. Lilian had a very poor opinion of her
own powers—she was accustomed to be chidden, laughed
at, despised; but a word from Scripture once quoted to
her by Dame Alice had become like a guiding-star to her
life. It was the Lord’s praise of a feeble, lowly woman :
She hath done what she could.

“T can hardly do anything at all,” thought Lilian.
“But if one cannot give gold or silver, nor even a rose
or a pink, one may give a poor little daisy. The dear
Lord will not despise even such a tiny thing as that, if
it be the offering of love.”

Lilian brought her roll, and was agreeably surprised
to find an attentive listener in Marian. The reading
did not last long. When it was over Maid Marian
leaned back in Dame Marjory’s high-backed chair, with
her slender hands folded before her. Was she reflecting
over what she had heard? Lilian ventured to hope so,
till a sound of soft regular breathing told her that the
tired maiden had fallen asleep.

“T can do nothing more here,” thought Lilian; “I will
steal out quietly and pay a little visit to dear Dame
Alice. John Badby will have gone to the meeting for
prayer, and his mother will be all alone. I missed
seeing her yesterday, I had so much to think of and do.”

Dame Alice had had her own trying Sunday morning,-
not only from pain, to that she was accustomed, but from.
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a weight of anxiety on account of a son whom she loved |
with more than a mother’s tenderness, for her very life
was wrapped up in his. John came to his mother, after
the morning meal, prepared to go out. Dame Alice
knew that a few Lollards, in an obscure part of the
town, were still wont to assemble for secret worship.
The widow would not forbid her son to join them, yet
felt that John risked more than others by going, for he
had a deadly foe who would be on the watch to do him
mischief.

“You look troubled, mother,” said Badby, who read
anxiety in the meek, pale face before him.

“John!” exclaimed Alice suddenly, “if you were to
meet Guy Dunn, what would you do?”

“T know what I should be tempted to do,” was the
grim reply: “seize the caitiff by the throat, and tell him
to his face that I think him a villain.”

“Ah, my son, it is not for us to judge our fellow-
mortals. Dunn may be merciless, cruel, a trifler, a—”

“He is more than all that!” cried John Badby
fiercely. “Mother, I suspect him of a deed so foul that ~
I would not before tell my suspicions even to you, but
I brood over them night and day. You should have
looked at Dunn’s face when, one evening at Paton’s
table, he was asked the question, ‘When did you last
see King Richard?’ The caitiff started as if a ghost
had risen from the floor, and his face was like the face
of a murderer.”
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Dame Alice shuddered, for she understood but too
well what Badby meant. Dunn was known to be a
creature of the false knight Exton, on whom dark sus-
picions rested.

Badby went on after a pause: “I trow that the
ugly mark on Dunn’s head, which he tries to hide, was
given by no soldier’s sharp blade in any fair fight; it is
rather what any rude weapon—some staff, nay, stool—
caught up in haste by an unarmed man might have in-
flicted in a struggle for life. Mother, I believe that
Dunn can tell us, if any man can, how King Richard
came to his end.”

“Hush! oh, hush!” exclaimed Alice, with a terrified
glance towards the door. “Even if your suspicions be
well founded, you are utterly powerless to bring the bad
man to justice. If Dunn struck the traitorous blow, he
was but as a dagger in Bolingbroke’s hand. Any one
who breathed such words in the king’s presence as you
have spoken just now, instead of avenging our much-
wronged king, would but bring on himself certain death
whilst Henry of Lancaster sits on the throne.” _

“That is true enough,” was Badby’s reply. “My
mouth would be speedily and very effectually stopped.”
__“Then.be silent now, my John; you have no assur-
ance of what _you suspect, and to break your mother’s
heart would not benefit our unhappy master. . Promise
me that if you chance to meet Guy Dunn you will not
speak to him—not even one word.”
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* But if he speak to me—” began John.

“Do not—oh, do not reply, but silently repeat to
yourself the Lord’s Prayer. That will rouse no hatred,
and keep your own spirit calm.” As John hesitated,
with passionate pleading the poor mother went on, “Oh,
my son, for my sake, for your own sake, for the Lord’s
sake, only promise me this!” and Dame Alice, over-
powered by her anxiety, burst into tears. |

John could not bear to see her weep. “ Well, mother,
I promise,” said he: “Ill not speak a word, good or
bad, to Guy Dunn. But it will be no easy matter to
keep my word should that wolf ever cross my path.”
CHAPTER XI.
AN ENCOUNTER.

Litr1an stole, noiseless as a shadow, through the empty
workroom and warehouse below, with the large house
key in her hand: on a Sunday, when Paton and his
sister were absent, the outer door must be kept fastened.
Lilian fitted the key into the lock, turned it, opened the
door, and glided out, intending to relock that door be-
hind her, that no one might enter during her absence.
As she turned to do so, she heard a step: a hand was
laid on her arm, and she heard the voice of the man of
all men whom she most dreaded to see. |

“Don’t shut the door, little woman; I’m going in,”
said Guy Dunn, with a coarse familiarity of manner
which made even the dove ruffle her feathers.

“You must not go in,” exclaimed Lilian.

“Who shall stay me?” asked Dunn with impertinent
boldness. “Not you, little minx, little kitchen-scrub!
Tll be bound Maid Marian will be glad to see me; and
the old dragon is out of the way.”

“Dame Marjory forbade my letting in any stranger,”
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cried the poor young guardian, attempting, without
turning her face from the foe, to retreat backwards into
the house and then lock out the intruder. But the. girl
was no match for Guy Dunn. With an oath and a
curse he snatched the key from Lilian’s trembling hand.
The next moment it was wrenched out of his own, and,
turning his head, Guy saw Badby’s tall powerful form
close behind him. Guy, weakened by many an excess,
could no more have resisted that strong indignant
wrench than a dwarf could the grasp of a giant.

But Guy Dunn wore sharp steel at his side. With
another oath he drew his rapier out of its scabbard; he
was eager to plunge it into the man who had balked
him: for Lilian, catching up the dropped key, had re-
‘treated into the house, and was locking the door from
within. John, remembering his promise, had not uttered
a word, but he saw the flash of the steel, and gave his
foe no time to strike. Guy felt his weapon violently
wrenched from his grasp; he saw Badby break the
rapier across his knee, and then fling the broken frag-
ments away. The courtier dare not close with his for-
midable opponent, whose stern silence had something in
it terrible to the guilty man, as if the bold artisan had
been sent forth as an avenger of blood.

. “You shall pay for this!” exclaimed Guy Dunn with
a curse and a look of intense malice and hate. Turning
away, the courtier then hurried down the lane, painfully
conscious that two or three passers-by had witnessed the
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ignoble discomfiture which he had sustained at the hand
of “a base mechanic.”

But there was another spectator of whose presence
Guy Dunn had not been aware. Marian had started
from her slumber at the noise of the scuffle below, and
had run to the lattice. Guy had drawn back a. few
paces before flashing his steel in the sunlight, and this
retrograde movement had brought him within range of
the sight of any one looking from the window of the
projecting upper story. Marian had seen with terror
that keen sharp steel, for John Badby was quite un-
armed. She had uttered a faint cry of alarm, inaudible
to those in the street below; but that cry had been
changed into an exclamation of triumphant pleasure
when she had seen that the unarmed smith was more
than a match for his foe.

“Well done! bravely done, my bold John!” cried
Marian, clapping her hands.

But the smile of exultation faded from Marian’s fair
face, for she heard Dunn’s loud threat and curse; she
saw the savage look which transformed his handsome
visage into the likeness of that of a fiend. Marian had
seen something of that evil expression once. before; it
had startled her then, but now it awakened a feeling akin
to horror. Marian felt something like the maid in poetic
story, when the False Prophet dropped. his veil, and the
deceiver whom she had well-nigh worshipped as inspired
stood revealed as an agent of the powers of darkness.
AN ENCOUNTER. III

As Marian stood, still gazing down into the street,
though both John and his enemy had quitted it, Lilian
entered the parlour, pale and trembling from recent ex-
citement, though she had seen nothing of the episode of
the rapier. —

“OQ Marian!” she exclaimed, “how can you favour
that man—that bad man—Guy Dunn ?” .

“Favour him! I hate him—I abhor him—TI dread
him!” was Marian’s passionate reply. “If there were
no other man in the world, Guy should never, never be
husband of mine !”

“T am so thankful to hear you say so,” said Lilian.
“If John Badby had not come to my help, Dunn would
have forced his way into the house. O Marian, John
Badby loves you well.”

“ He did once,” murmured Marian. She said no more,
but the bitter thought arose in her heart, “He cares no
more for a silly, giddy girl. John will seek a better
mate—one who will be a comfort to his mother. I had
the jewel of his true love once, but I threw it away to
grasp a bubble. John did not so much as glance up to-
day, to see if Marian was witness to his brave struggle.”

On this Sunday evening the family early retired to
rest. Marian awoke with the first peep of light, before
the last star had faded from the sky. The maiden had
no small toil in getting a light; for modern matches
were then undreamed of, and the task of striking
sparks from flint and steel had hitherto always fallen to
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Lilian. After hurting her delicate hands in various un-
successful attempts, Marian had at last the satisfaction
of seeing a spark settle on the tinder, and, carefully fan-
ning it with her breath, was able to light a little lamp.
. Proud at being earlier even than Lilian, and forgetting
her prayers in her haste, Marian carried her light to the
little hiding-place behind the screen, and set to her work
in good earnest. She scarcely allowed herself time to
eat a bit of oaten cake to break her long fast before
eleven, our ancestors’ hour for dinner. So hard did
Marian work that before that hour had arrived her
tedious task was finished. When Dickon entered the
parlour, Marian came forth from her retreat with
delight to meet him, holding up the bright blue dress,
complete with its many hundreds of golden eyes and
fringe of dangling needles.

Dickon surveyed the work of his sister with admira-
tion, and after critically examining the dress pronounced
it fit for a prince. He then carried it off to his own
little cell, that no one else might see it.

The dinner was a cheerful meal. Marian was revel-
ling in thought over her glove full of golden coins.
Dickon was quite free from pain, though still a little
disfigured by the swelling in his face; he was full of
jokes and fun, anticipating the pleasures of the evening
. revel. Lilian was happy in the expectation of Dame
Marjory’s return that day, and thankful that in a time
of trouble she had been helped to do her duty.
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Before the dinner was ended Tom appeared, very
dusty and much heated by his walk from Greenwich.

“You come, doughty Tom the tough, as a herald to
announce the near approach of the lord and lady of this
Castle of the Royal Boot,’ was Dickon’s greeting to the
lad. -

“No,” was the rather surly reply. “Master sent me
back to my work ; and Mistress Marjory she bids me say
that she has found so much to make and mend, holes in
the fences, thistles in the yard, and tenants unwilling to
pay up the rent, that, make what haste she may, she
cannot be back till the morrow.”

This was unwelcome news to Lilian, but not so to
giddy Maid Marian, who was wont to feel her aunt’s
presence an irksome restraint on her folly.

“Now, Tom,” cried Dickon, “ you be off to your dinner |
in the den” (this was the name which he gave to the
rudely built barn-like place behind the house which was
assigned to the six apprentice lads for their eating and
sleeping). “Be quick, or you'll find that Sam has
gobbled up your portion as well as his own. Then you
must all set again to your work. T’ll come down and
see that you're steady and busy; if I find any one
gossiping or idling, I'll take my fool’s staff and rap him
over the head.”

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CHAPTER XII.
WHEN THE CAT IS AWAY.

Dickon and Marian were now alone together, for Lilian,
carrying away what was left from dinner, had gone off
to baking and sundry other household duties which fell
to her lot. No apprentice worked so hard as the knight’s
daughter, the gentle Lilian. She, at least, had not
forgotten her prayers; she had said to herself on that
morn, “ Prayer brings light for work; we only lose
labour if we toil in the dark. It is no lost time by
prayer to strike out a spark from our flinty hearts.”

“T must be back to Ely House, Marian,” said Dickon,
“though I shall stay here as late as I can, as ’m your
guardian and sage protector. But as soon as or before
it is dark, I must be off to my duty.”

“That is to say, to your fun,” was Marian’s reply.
“O Dickon, what an enchanting treat is before you, to
see all the royal folk and the grandees assembled, with
glittering jewels and brocade of silver and gold! There
will be dancing and feasting and music: it will be like
a dream of fairyland! I am dying to be at the palace
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and see the gallant Prince Harry in the dress which
my fingers have wrought.”

“Your wish must be your master, Maid Marian,”
laughed the jester. “I cannot take a bootmaker’s
daughter to shine amongst the stately dames and
courtly demoiselles, albeit she is the Pink of Boniface
Lane.”

“Could you not smuggle me in—anyhow—if. it
were but for five minutes? Could you not hide me
behind the arras?” cried Marian.

“T am no fairy god-mother to give you a spell to
make you invisible, pretty maid. The place swarms
with serving-men, courtiers, and pages, running hither
and thither. Were you only a little white mouse, they
would find you out; were you a tiny lady-bird, there
would be some one to spy out and smash you.”

“Tf you would only find me a hiding-place whence
I could see the dance, I-would give you my gloveful of
gold. Dickon, dear Dickon, you are so clever I’m sure
that you can find some device for letting me look at
the sport.”

Dickon put his forefinger to his lip, and remained
for some moments in an attitude of deep thought; then
suddenly he cried, “I have it!”

“ What—how ? tell me, oh tell me!” cried Marian in
childish impatience, her face brightening with eager hope.

“You shall don my cap, tunic, and shoes, and play
the fool if you list.”
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Marian’s countenance fell. “I cannot play the fool,” .
she replied; “I never made a jest in my life”

“Then you shall be a dumb fool,’ quoth Dickon.
“Every one about the prince knows that I’ve been
tortured with toothache, so if you tie up your mouth
and shut up your tongue there’s no one will wonder
much.” .

Again the girl’s face lighted up, but she saw other
difficulties in the way. :

“The folk at Ely House know you so well they’d
detect the sham in a moment.”

“Sister mine, we're just of the same height, and
except my downy lip and dimpled chin we're as like
one another as pea is to pea. If we changed eyes at
this moment no one would see any difference, save that
there’s more fun in mine and folly in yours. Just try
the joke upon Lilian; put on my tunic, tis gay enough
even for you, and see if one who has been always with
you for years does not take you for the prince’s jester.”

“Oh yes! we'll try, we'll try!” cried the eager
Marian, intoxicated with the hope that she might,
after all, behold the birthday revel.

Dickon ran to his cell and reappeared with the cap,
mantle, party-coloured tunic, and long shoes which he
was wont to wear at court. Marian, laughing, carried
them behind the tapestry screen, and soon reappeared,
smiling, blushing, and looking not a little awkward.

“Oh, this will never do! You must cover up your
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mouth, all the lower part of your face,” cried Dickon,
producing a kerchief of white silk, which he proceeded
to tie round Marian’s mouth and chin. “ You must have
a toothache—a dreadful toothache, you know.”

“Hush! here’s Lilian coming,” whispered Marian.
“ T knew she’d be back; she has forgotten to take her
keys.”

In a moment Dickon had slipped behind the tapestry
sereen, smothering his laughter as Lilian came in.
Marian sat down on Dame Marjory’s chair, slightly
averting her blushing face.

Lilian was thinking of the keys, and not of Marian,
whom she supposed to be still at her work. She
scarcely glanced at the sham jester, except to notice
that the dress was not that which had been worn at
dinner.

“Dickon, I like much better to see you in your plain
suit than in that gay one,” observed Lilian, who thought
that Dame Marjory’s nephew was worthy of a nobler
profession than that of a jester. The girl also felt that
the youth’s spiritual nature could not thrive in the
atmosphere of the court. .

Marian only smothered a titter at the observation of
her companion, which showed that her disguise had
been successful.

When Lilian had quitted the room Marian gave free
vent to her mirth, and laughed gleefully at the idea of
having so outwitted her sober friend.
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“Tt will do—it will do!” cried Dickon triumphantly,
as he came forth from his retreat behind the screen. “I
doubt whether Aunt Marjory herself would find you
out—that is, if you did not speak or laugh.”

“Now you mention Aunt Marjory you frighten me,” .
said Marian, sobered at once. “How angry, how
horrified she would be if she saw me dressed up as a
jester !”

“She’d snort like a grampus!” cried Dickon.

“J think—I’m afraid that this prank is foolish and
wrong,” said the girl in a tone of regret.

“J think so too,” quoth her twin. “One fool in a
family is usually thought quite enough.”

“ But—but I can’t bear giving up the revels. It
would be so delightful, so transporting, to see them!”

“OQ that fish would but swim on dry ground ?
quoth the cat,” exclaimed Dickon. “You're like poor
puss eying the trout in the stream, but fearing to
jump into the water.”

“T could not possibly go without you,” cried Marian,
a new difficulty presenting itself to her mind. “If I am
to appear as the jester, folk would wonder to see two.”

It was Dickon’s turn to burst out laughing. “Why,
little goose, I should not go as a jester; I should leave
all the folly to you.” .

“If you do not go to take care of me, I will not stir
a step!” cried Marian Paton.

“J will go in the livery of one of the serving-men ;
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‘leave me to manage my own disguise,” said Dickon.
“Tm not so devoted to your service, Maid Marian, as
to give up the banquet and fun for your sake. But
before I lay. my plans I must know decidedly whether
you wish-to go or not.”

“T wish it with all my heart!” cried Marian; “but
I cannot help being afraid.”

“You're like a paper kite up in the air: the north
wind of conscience blows you one way, then the south
wind of pleasure another ; anon a blast of fear from the
.east whirls you round, and—”

“Oh, won’t you decide for me?” cried Marian.

“No indeed; you must decide for yourself.”

“What would folk say if it ever oozed out that I
had ventured into Ely House, and in so unseemly a
dregs ?”

“Ah! what would John Badby say to it?” quoth
Dickon. Marian blushed crimson at the idea. “Or
Guy Dunn?” The colour fled suddenly from her
cheek. ,

“Tl give the whole thing up!” cried Marian, ready
to burst into tears with vexation and disappointment.

“Or suppose our frolicsome Prince Harry should
come up to you in the midst of the revels, clap you
on the shoulder, and say, ‘Why, Dickon, I’ve not
heard one jest from you to-night !’”

“Does the prince ever clap you on the shoulder?”
asked Marian.
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“Oh, doesn’t he, when he’s in one of his merry
humours! And he'll be in high glee to-night in his
curious new dress, with all the needles glittering and
dangling about him.”

“O Dickon, I must—I must go!” exclaimed the
girl, clasping her hands. “It would be a pleasure to
be remembered all my life. I should like to be clapped
on the shoulder by the future king of the land. Oh
yes, I will go! Iam sure there is not much harm.”

Not much harm! Whenever we say that regarding
any doubtful kind of amusement, let conscience take it
as a signal of danger. It is the old story, plucking
flowers on the edge of a precipice; or like the moth,
fluttering near the flame. Perhaps Eve murmured to
herself “Not much harm” when she stretched out her
hand to pluck the forbidden fruit. Poor Marian had
of late been so accustomed to let I like take the place
of I ought, that she too easily persuaded herself that in
what she wished to do there was not much harm.

“Have you quite decided?” asked Dickon. “TI see
one of our serving-men coming down the lane, doubtless
sent on an errand to me. I know the fellow well, and
could arrange with him about a livery dress for myself.
Will you go, or will you not go, Maid Marian ?”

Marian gasped with excitement. “Yes, I will go,”
again burst from her lips. Dickon, laughing, quitted
the room, and running lightly down the staircase, met
the prince’s servant beneath the gigantic boot at the
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entrance of Peterkin’s shop. As the jester did not
choose that his conversation should be overheard by
the six apprentice lads, he took the serving-man to the
opposite side of Boniface Lane, and thus Marian from
the lattice could watch the twain as they stood talking
together, though she could, of course, hear nothing of
what was said.

After a conversation which lasted several minutes,
the servant nodded his head as if in assent, and went
away with a smile on his face. Dickon rejoined his
twin in the parlour.

“What brought the man? what did he say?” asked
Marian eagerly, going to meet her brother.

“He came, as I thought, with a message from the
prince to bid me come to the revels without fail.”

“ And you replied ?”

“That I would come if every tooth in my head were
jumping out of my jaws; but that I besought my dread
lord, whilst commanding my dutiful attendance, not also
to command me to break silence or remove the bandage
from my swelled face. I could only appear if permitted .
to abstain from talking.”

“The prince may compel me to speak!” said Marian.

“Yes, and he may find out the pigeon dressed in jay’s
feathers by the voice, and I may be arrested, clapped
into prison, and hanged too, for introducing into the
king’s presence an assassin dressed up asa fool. King
Henry is a mighty suspicious man.”
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Dickon spoke chiefly to tease, but partly because his
own mind was not quite at ease. But when Dickon
saw the frightened expression which his jest had called
up on Marian’s face, he burst out into a laugh in which
she could not help joining.

There were some other difficulties in the way of the
twins carrying out their project, the principal being the
sturdy resistance which Lilian would be sure to make to
the silly adventure. Dickon and Marian arranged to
start together soon after supper, when the darkness of
the unlighted street would lessen chance of unpleasant
recognition by neighbours in Boniface Lane.

“There will be no trouble from the prentices,” ob-
served Dickon. “Ive given them a half-holiday in
honour of the prince’s birthday. The lads will be
roving all over the town, drinking the ale that will flow
freely, seeing the mummers and the miracle plays, and
shouting and fighting to their hearts’ content.”

“But Lilian won’t be roving about,” said Marian.
“ After supper she always darns hose, or mends dusters
beside us; and Lilian has the key of the house.”

“ Lilian can’t be bribed ?” observed Dickon ; “ you can’t
offer her a gold mark ?”

“Ten thousand would not buy her silence,” cried .
Marian, “though Lilian is poor as a mouse, and has
never one copper to rub against another.” —

“Can you not coax her?” asked Dickon; “she loves
you, and you’ve a winning way of your own.”
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“The better Lilian loves me the more determined she
would be to keep me from anything that she would
think dangerous or wrong.”

“Well, quick! change your dress behind the screen,”
whispered Dickon. “I hear Lilian coming, and you'd
better not give her a second chance of finding you out.”

Marian hurriedly slipped into her retreat, and pres-
ently emerged in her ordinary costume, except that she
had forgotten to replace the high slender extinguisher
on her head.

Lilian was quite quick enough to guess from Marian’s .
excited manner that something was in the wind. She
saw from the glances exchanged between the twins that
they had some secret between them which she, the
household drudge, was not to be permitted to share.
But this was too ordinary an occurrence for Lilian to
give it much thought.

It still wanted two hours till supper-time, when Betsy,
the woman employed by John Badby to cook and attend
to his mother’s wants, made her appearance.

“God-den, mistress,” said Betsy, dropping something
meant for a courtesy to Marian. “May Dame Marjory

_have returned? Master Badby sent me on an errand
\to her.”
“My aunt is detained at Greenwich,” replied Marian,
“and will not be back till the morrow. You may tell
your errand to me.”

“Tt’s that Dame Alice is a bit worse than usual to-
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day, and han’t been down to the parlour, but keeps to
her room; and Master Badby has some business which
must be done, and can’t be back afore night. He
thought as Dame Marjory or one o’ the others would
come and keep Dame Alice company while he be away.”
Betsy glanced first at Lilian, whom she deemed the
widow’s special friend, and then at Marian Paton.

“T would go most gladly,” said Lilian ; “but Dickon
is returning to the palace after supper, and I could not
leave you, Marian, quite alone.”

“T like being alone!” cried Marian, with more eager-
ness than truth, for she heartily desired to have Lilian
away.

“Let us both spend the evening with Dame Alice,
dear Marian; it would so please her, and also—” Lilian
did not finish the sentence, but Marian knew what she
meant. Nothing would so gratify him who had for
years been regarded as almost betrothed to Marian as
kindness shown by her to his greatly afflicted mother.

“T do not choose to walk back at night,” said Marian,
seeking for some excuse to escape a duty. Did she not
remember as she spoke that she was planning a far more
extended night excursion ? ne

“Tl see you back,” said Betsy. “Besides, there won’t
be a soul in Boniface Lane; every one will be off to see
the grand doings on the prince’s birthday.”

That unfortunate sentence turned the trembling scale,
where duty, kindness, affection were on one side, love of
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the world and its delights on the other. Marian would
not give up her silly frolic for the sake of a woman
whom she honoured and pitied, or that of a man whom,
in spite of her wayward moods, she really loved.

“You had better go with Lilian,” said Dickon, who
had a substratum of kindness and good feeling under-
lying his giddy, frolicsome nature.

“J will not go!” cried Marian.

“But after what happened yesterday, Marian, I could
not be easy leaving you alone,” said the anxious Lilian.

“Nonsense!” cried Marian impatiently ; “the door
has a good strong lock. I'l be bound no one will enter
after you’ve gone to Bird’s Alley, and Dickon run off to
the palace.”

Lilian did not look satisfied yet; she could not trust
her flighty companion, and yet was reluctant to say so.

“Listen to me,” said Dickon gravely. “I'll promise—
and you know that I do not break my promises—to
keep by my sister, anyways till your return.”

“How kind! how good!” exclaimed Lilian.

“Oh,-you have no cause to praise me,” said Dickon,
colouring and smiling. He did not care to accept thanks
which he knew that he did not deserve.

“Give me the house key, Lilian,” said Marian; “I
must lock the door behind you.”

“And let me in when I return,” observed Lilian as
she gave it. “I will try not to keep you up late.” She
threw a light shawl over her head and shoulders, and
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accompanied by Marian and Betsy went downstairs.
Dickon was clad in the serving-man’s livery by the time
that his sister returned.

“ How luckily things happen !” observed Marian to her
twin, as she re-entered the parlour after locking the
house door. “I never hoped to get rid of Lilian with
such ease. She expects us to let her in, but I'll be
bound she'll be back before we return.”

« And what a fright she'll be in, poor little soul!” ex-
claimed Dickon: “she'll knock and knock, and call and
call, and maybe get John the smith to break open the
‘ door.”

Again Marian’s conscience pricked her, again a feeling
of fear arose in her heart. But the idea of being so
near the goal of her ambition, of breathing the same air
as the king and queen, of seeing what her fancy had
painted as brighter than the rainbow, silenced conscience
for awhile, and drove away fear.
CHAPTER XIII.
A DARING ADVENTURE.

THE sun had set, the veil of night was falling over
dusky London, and a young moon shed a faint, uncer-
tain light on the quaint gable-ends and latticed windows
of Boniface Lane, when two forms emerged from the
doorway and passed beneath the gigantic boot. One
was wrapped in a horseman’s cloak, beneath whose folds
a-jester’s strange head-gear was hidden, for Marian did
not choose to wear it in the streets, but concealed her
rich tresses, closely fastened to her head, under an
ordinary serving-man’s cap.

“We must not forget your promise to lock the door
carefully,” observed Dickon, who wore the ordinary
livery of the court. “It is well that I have a better head
on my shoulders than that of my adventurous twin.”

“Please do you lock it, and keep the key too,” said
Marian. “I have trouble enough,” she added, “in pre-
venting these bells from jingling under my cloak.”

“Folly will betray itself,’ observed the jester, as he
turned the heavy key in the lock.
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“ How dark and strange everything looks !” said Marian
timidly ; “the moon gives so little light.” .

“She will give none at all in another half-hour, so
we had better be quick,” observed Dickon.

“The lane is very still; there is not even a light in
the White Hart to-night.” _

“No; mine host and hostess, the world and his wife,
are off to see what they can of the fun. We shall not
meet so much as a prentice boy in this lane; but it will
be very different when we come to the streets near Ely
House. I trow there will be a roaring tide of life in
them.”

“There is a little light up there,” observed Marian,
glancing up as she passed the entrance of Bird’s Alley ;
“and listen—Lilian is singing a hymn!” Very sweetly
on the ear fell that voice of praise, the only sound to
be heard in the lane. Dickon and his sister paused for
some seconds to listen.

“Lilian is a good girl,” observed the former as he
moved on.

“And I—a naughty one!” rejoined Marian, with an
attempt at a giggle which was not very successful.

“ There’s many a true word spoken in jest,” observed
Dickon, who, like Marian, had his misgivings.

“Then it is you who have made me naughty!” cried
Marian with childish petulance. “TI should never have
thought of going to the palace had you not put it into
my head!” ,
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“It is not too late to change your mind or your
dress,” observed Dickon, halting; “you can still spend
your evening with Dame Alice.”

“Oh, go on, go on!” exclaimed Marian; “ only weak
people change their minds.”

The two walked in silence till they reached the end
of Boniface Lane and entered a wider street, faintly
lighted here and there by lamps burning before the
image of some Romish saint. A few passengers were
hurrying along, all in one direction, and sounds of dis-
tant laughter, yells, and shouts could be heard from afar.

“Step out, will you?” cried Dickon with slight im-
patience: “remember that for the nonce you are the
prince’s jester, who does not walk with such mincing
steps. You must stride out like a man!”

“Keep close to me, Dickon,” faltered Marian; “I do
not feel at all like a man, and it’s hard to walk in these
awkward long shoes.” ;

The twins passed through a labyrinth of narrow
streets, Marian wondering to herself how Dickon could
find his way. The twain passed several noisy groups,
seemingly bent on fun and mischief, and were sometimes
coarsely greeted and roughly jostled, which made Marian
press closer to her brother. She longed to get to the
end of what seemed to her an almost interminable walk.

At last the Patons emerged into a‘comparatively open
place in front of a large building, brilliantly lighted up.

A dense crowd of gaping spectators filled the space
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before Ely House, to see the guests come in, gazing up
at splendours which they could not share, and passing
coarse jests, which elicited roars of laughter from such
as could hear them through the babel of sounds.

“We shall never get through such a crowd,” faltered
Marian to her brother.

Dickon put his arm protectingly round his sister, and
then skilfully and resolutely pushed his way through
the throng.

“Back, back, my masters!” he cried; “don’t you
see that I wear the royal livery? Make way for the
king’s servants. We're on our way to the palace!”

Very breathless was Marian before she reached the
broad steps leading up to the arched doorway which
she had so desired to enter. The whirl, the noise, the
dazzling lights, confused the maiden. She felt like
one ina dream. But there was, mingled with her fear,
a delightful consciousness that she had succeeded in her
ambitious and daring attempt: the threshold was almost
passed ; she would stand in the palace at last.

“Off with your cloak and your cap!” whispered
Dickon. “Put on your jingling head-piece before we
pass under all these lights. Remember, child, that you
are the prince’s jester, and must act your part boldly
and well.”

The jingling cap was hastily donned, and brought the
nervous wearer greetings from some of the court servants
who thronged the hall which the Patons now entered.
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“Dickon the jester at last! We thought that some
elf had spirited you away! The prince has been calling
for you!”——“ Where have you been hiding, Sir. Fool ?”
Such were some of the words addressed to the be-
wildered Marian.

Dickon excited no particular attention, as he wore the
livery donned by many, not only of the king’s servants,
but some outsiders impressed for service on so grand
an occasion. The lad had also ingeniously covered his
upper lip and his young cheeks with a good deal of
hair which had assuredly never grown there. The
jester had contrived to make himself look at least ten
years older than his actual age.

The twins passed through the hall towards stairs
leading up into an apartment yet more brilliantly
lighted, and filled with the king’s noble guests.

“You and I can’t keep together now,” whispered
Dickon. “You, as court-jester, are privileged to go
where I, a mere serving-man, have no right to enter.
Quick! up the steps; you will be amongst the royalties
in a minute.” ;

“T cannot; I dare not go by myself,” whispered
Marian, squeezing tightly the arm of her brother.

“You must; you are in for it now!” said Dickon,
shaking himself loose from her hold. “Tl keep as near
this place as I can; but I’m expected to look after the
cloaks of the guests, and keep out thieves and intruders.”

“Dickon! Dickon! come hither, you sluggard—you
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dolt!” cried a voice from the top of the stairs. Marian
dared not disobey, but with all her heart, at that
moment, she wished herself back in her room above the
bootmaker’s shop.

The person who had aliea was a courtier who had
been wont to be amused by the quips and jibes of
Dickon. But nothing could be extracted on that night
from the wearer of the motley dress and the cap and
bells. Marian answered every question by putting her
hand to the silk kerchief tied round her mouth and
chin.

“You're muzzled, I see, and can neither bark nor
bite ; and, I do declare, tears are coming into your eyes,
—as if no one had ever a toothache before! Shame on
you!”
are more like a girl than a man! As well go a-hawking

cried the courtier in a tone of contempt. “You

with a wooden falcon as keep a jester who cannot or
. will not speak, and looks ready to cry !” and the courtier
angrily turned away.

“Oh, I do hope that no one else will address me!”
said Marian to herself. “Where can I hide myself so as
to pass unnoticed? ll make my way, if I can, to
yonder little recess over which that red curtain hangs ;
it will serve to hide me a little.”

Timid as a hare, the girl made her way to this more
obscure corner of the crowded and lighted hall. Music
had struck up, and dancing would soon begin.

If Marian could have believed herself to be invisible,
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she would greatly have enjoyed the brilliant scene
before her. Ona raised dais stands King Henry him-
self, with his crown on his head, his richly embroidered
robes descending to his feet and resting on the marble-
paved floor. A heavy chain of gold is round his neck,
its massive links reaching as low as his knees. There is
a heavier chain binding the soul of the son of John of
Gaunt ; and the crown pressing his care-worn, furrowed
brow is a painful, oppressive weight. Yet the monarch
smiles and bows as his proud barons and their be-
jewelled dames pass before him and Mary his queen,
paying apparent reverence to one whom some of them
at least look upon as a usurper. With what gracious
words the king now greets Richard Scrope, Archbishop
of York, who, in satin robes trimmed with antique lace,
a gold crucifix suspended from his silk girdle, bends low
before his liege lord. Little kens the prelate that the
day will come when, by that king’s command, his own
blood shall drip from the axe’s edge!

Yonder the lordly Northumberland, still apparently
favoured by the monarch whom he has helped to raise
to the throne, laughs over an account of some fray on
the Border with the marauding Scots. He sees not the
shadow of Shrewsbury’s coming fight darkening the
future. Northumberland possesses not the legendary
gift of second sight. He beholds not his Harry, his
Hotspur, the pride of his house, lying a bleeding corpse
on that fatal field. Percy himself, in the prime of his
134 A DARING ADVENTURE.

youth, full of vigour and strength, and overflowing with
spirits, is perhaps the merriest of the brilliant throng
who appear at the birthday revels. Wherever his green
and gold tunic is seen there is mirth. Hotspur is the
admired or envied of all beholders. He has the
brightest smiles of the ladies, the warmest greetings
from those who in a few years will unsheathe their
weapons against him. In these wild times, the hands
clasped together in friendship to-day may on the mor-
row deal the death-giving blow.

Marian was beginning to forget her fears in the
novelty and amusement of the scene before her, when a
tall boy, apparelled in crimson velvet, slightly the worse
for wear, with delicate features and glossy brown hair
falling over a broad, fine brow, with an air of dignity
which might have betrayed his princely rank to a
stranger, suddenly advanced from the crowd directly to-
wards the place where she stood. Marian knew that
before her was the young Prince of Wales, his bright
eyes flashing with indignant displeasure as he addressed
the supposed jester.

“You laggard, you loon, you dish of skimmed milk!
well may you try to hide yourself! Where have you
been dallying all this time ?”

Marian visibly trembled all over; which increased the
wrath of the fiery young prince.

“You are no more a man than I am a hare!”
exclaimed the future victor of Agincourt, with more
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truth than he was aware of. “You make as much ado,
yea, twenty times- more, about one wretched tooth, than
another, made of tougher stuff, would make of a mortal
wound! And what did you mean by sending me a
ridiculous dress fit only for a jester to wear? I pricked
myself thrice in trying it on; and no lady would care to
come near a porcupine bristling all over with needles! I
had to change the dress before I could come into the pres-
ence. I warrant no gloveful of broad pieces shall you win
from me; I'll rather give you a cuff with a steel one!” —

This was a crowning mortification to poor Marian,
who had pricked herself twenty times, and wearied her-
self so much in making that unfortunate tunic. But
she could hardly think of her wasted work at that
moment, so completely was she mastered by fear. To
retreat, to fly, was the maiden’s one fervent wish; but
she could not do so without undergoing the dreadful
ordeal of passing the prince, and then crossing the
stately room in sight of the king, queen, and courtiers.
Marian, to use a common expression, had a longing to
sink through the floor; but floors will not conveniently
open to give a passage to terrified damsels.

“The craven!” muttered Prince Harry, his lip curl-
ing with bitter scorn. “You may go make your fortune
by. spinning, for you shall be no servant of mine. A
distaff would suit you better than anything more
manly!” and thus saying, the prince turned on his heel,
and was lost to sight among the gay throng.
CHAPTER XIV.
LED OUT TO DANCE.

Marian was drinking the bitter dregs of her cup of
self-willed folly, but she had by no means drained them
out. One hour of yielding to temptation to commit
what may seem but a trifling transgression may tinge
the whole of our lives. Did poor Eve ever lose the
taste of the one forbidden fruit ?

“ Maid Marian, dance a measure with me.”

How Paton’s daughter started at the sound of her
own name, rather hissed than uttered almost close to
her ear! No need for her to look up in fear; no need
to raise her frightened eyes to the dark ones fixed upon
her with such a serpent-like glance. Something akin to
instinct told her that it was Guy Dunn who Had: recog-
nized her through her disguise; that it was he whom
she most dreaded who had penetrated her secret, and
who had her now at his mercy.

“Maid Marian, dance a measure with me.” The in-
vitation was repeated. The music was sounding for the
dance, gay lords and ladies were taking their places, and
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the crowd of lookers-on falling a little back on all sides
to give them more room. Guy Dunn laid his heavy hand
on Marian’s. She would fain have freed herself from
his hold, but had neither strength nor spirit to. do so.

“Why should you not do what I ask? It is buta
trifling matter. You know that you are in my power.
I have but to speak a word, and you will be stripped
of your strange disguise; perhaps be branded as an
impostor, or flung into a dungeon on suspicion of an
attempt to kill the king. I ask a slight boon. You
must and you shall grant it, Maid Marian; refuse, and
I denounce you at once.”

Marian dared not refuse. Trembling in every limb,
she suffered herself to. be led out to the dance. It was
not, indeed, such a dance as is seen in modern days.
There was less of familiarity and more of dignity in
the measures trodden in olden times than in the giddy
whirl ‘of the polka or waltz. But still Marian might
well blush for her position—the unwilling partner of one
whom she disliked and feared, herself dressed in attire
so unseemly that she dared not raise her eyes from the
floor.

A burst of laughter from all sides embarrassed the
blushing girl more and more.

“You've chosen a strange partner, Master Dunn,”
exclaimed Percy, who chanced to be opposite to the pair.
“Could you win the favour of no fair lady, that you
must take up with a jester?”
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But, as all readers of history know, jesters were
privileged persons, and Dunn’s action passed for a mere
idle whim.

Marian got through that dance, she scarcely knew
how. The room seemed to be swimming around her.
She was scarcely conscious of anything but an intense
desire to escape from the place which she had so ardently
wished to enter. Dunn had hardly led his partner back
to the recess where he had found her, when his atten-
tion was diverted from her for a few minutes by some
question being put to him by a man of rank, who had
a slow, verbose manner of talking. Marian seized the
opportunity to fly. She hated the jingling of the bells
on her cap, which might attract and direct pursuit.
Down the broad flight of steps sped the maiden, most
anxious to find her brother and make him take her
away at once. Dickon was her sole protector, her sole
friend in that gorgeous crowd. Oh to find him, to
cling to him, to make her escape with him by her side!
To the right and left looked Marian. There were too
many dressed in the royal livery for it to be easy for
her to single out at once the object of her wild search.

“ Methinks Dickon has gone crazy,” quoth one of the
men.

“Nay, nay, he’s acting a part,” said another; “he
has some new joke to practise upon us. Tl be bound
the jester has hit on some new device to amuse his
young lord.”
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To her intense relief, Marian at last heard the voice
of Dickon himself.

“Where are you going? what are you doing? are
you mad?” he asked of his twin in a whisper that
reached no ear but her own.

“Take me away, oh, take me away! Where is my '
cloak ? where my other cap?” cried the trembling girl.
But in the confusion the cap could not be found.

“What has happened? why do you want to fly?”
asked Dickon, alarmed at her frantic manner.

“Dunn is here—he knows me! I want to go home

\”

—I must go home!” cried Marian.

Dickon, seriously uneasy, and fearing that the ivi
excitement would attract attention, bore his sister off
with no further delay. Marian had no covering for her
head except the hateful fool’s cap, which, as soon as she
gained the open air, she flung down and trampled under
foot. Dickon, who did not choose that his twin should
be exposed bare-headed to the gaze of the staring crowd,
instantly replaced the cap by the one which he was
wearing himself. He pulled it down over Marian’s
brow, so that between it and the kerchief little of her
face could be seen.

The twins did not, however, make their escape with-
out remarks and jests from the motley throng through
which they had now with difficulty to make their way.

“Flying from the officers—stolen the king’s spoons!”
were suggestions to which Dickon made playful retorts,
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though seldom in his life had the jester been less in-
clined to show off his wit. Dickon said not a word to
Marian till they had passed through the crowd, and
found themselves in a comparatively quiet street. Then
he addressed to his sister one brief question—“ Were
you really found out ?”

“Yes—by Guy Dunn,” was her gasped-out reply.

Dickon uttered an exclamation of vexation. There
was no man on whose forbearance and generosity he
could place less reliance.

“O Dickon, I fear that I have ruined your prospects
at court!” were the next words that burst from Marian’s
trembling lips, no longer bound by the kerchief, from
which she had released herself in order to breathe more
freely.

“T do not wish. to stay at court; I have aie the
fool too long,” said Dickon bitterly. “Before you threw
away my wretched bells, I had resolved to wear them
no more. Aunt Marjory is right: I had rather be a
man than a monkey!” __

The brother and sister moved on as rapidly as the »
darkness would permit. Dickon appeared to find his
way by instinct rather than sight. Several groups of
men and women, some carrying torches, and not a few
the worse for the strong ale freely given, had to be
‘passed, causing nervous alarm to Marian. Such inter-
ruptions, however, became fewer and fewer before Boni-
face Lane was reached at last.
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.Marian and her brother had not been the sole suf-
ferers from her giddy freak. Lilian had had her share
of the trouble though not of the folly. When she had
made Dame Alice as comfortable for the night as she
could, and received the widow’s kiss and blessing, Lilian
had made her way down the outer staircase into Bird’s
Alley, for she was anxious not to be too long absent
from Marian. Lilian carried a small lamp lent to her
by the widow, for Betsy, careless of her promise, was
nowhere to be found.

“The street is wondrous quiet to-night,” thought
Lilian, as she emerged from the alley into Boniface
Lane, “and I have not far to go.” Not a single indi-
vidual was met by the girl ere she reached the big
yellow boot hanging over the entrance to Paton’s
dwelling.

Lilian knocked, then knocked again more loudly;
listened; called, but no voice answered. “ Marian is
asleep,” she said to herself. “But where is Dickon? he
promised not to leave his sister, and I never knew him
“break his word.” Lilian repeated her summons, but
without any result.

Then Lilian’s heart misgave her. She remembered
Marian’s ill-concealed impatience to get her away, and
determination not to go to Bird’s Alley. Lilian re-
collected the mysterious secreé evidently existing be-
tween Dickon and his twin—a secret which she herself
had not been permitted to share. Lilian bitterly re-
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proached herself for having allowed even the claims of
humanity and friendship to lure her from what she
considered to be her post of duty.

“T have been faithless to my trust!” exclaimed the
poor girl. “I should never, never have given up the
key! Oh, what shall I do! what shall I do! I shall
never forgive myself if any evil befall my poor Marian
from my neglect of my duty!”

A torch glimmered like a star in the distance, then
moved up the lane, till it disappeared down Bird’s Alley.
Lilian knew that Badby the smith had now returned to
his home. One whom she could thoroughly trust was
then within reach. What a relief it would be to have
John’s advice and assistance! Lilian moved several steps
towards Bird’s Alley, then paused, reflected for a few
seconds, and returned to the bootmaker’s door.

“To tell John that his Marian is lost would be like
plunging a knife into that true, faithful heart. If
Marian has acted a foolish part, it would be cruel to
her and to him to expose her. In this wide, wicked
city, how could John find her? Marian was under her
brother’s protection; she will return, and I must wait.
But it is terrible to wait in the street, shut out from
my only home, and full of such dreadful misgivings and
fears. I have nothing that I can do but pray. I think
that trouble is the hard steel which strikes prayer-sparks
out of our flinty hearts.”

Lilian prayed very earnestly, not only for Marian,
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but for herself. To one of her delicately modest nature
it was a thing most painful to be out in the street at
night. Lilian knew that the quietness now prevailing
in Boniface Lane would not last; the apprentices would
come rollicking back when their sport should be over,
perhaps excited by drink. They had not, indeed, to
pass through the house, but by a very narrow passage
beside it which led to their den; but to reach that
passage they would go along the front of Paton’s shop,
by whose door, so thoughtlessly closed- against her, the
knight’s orphan daughter stood trembling. What would
the lads think, what would they say, what would
they do, when finding her in such a strange, defenceless
position? Their coarse mirth would be more intoler-
able to the girl than actual cruelty would be. It was
very painful, indeed, to Lilian that waiting for Marian’s
return.

At length there was the sound of footsteps in Boni-
face Lane. It was not loud, nor accompanied by talking
or laughter; the tread was like that of those who move
on in anxious haste. Such hope sprang up in Lilian’s
heart that she called out, “Marian!” In another minute
or two the girls were locked in each other’s arms.
Marian was crying hysterically, and tears fell fast from
Lilian’s eyes. “I am so thankful! so thankful!” was
all she could utter.

Dickon opened the door as quickly as he could, for
he was anxious to get his sister as soon as possible
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under her father’s roof, so that no stranger might see
her.

“In with you, in with you, Marian!” he cried.
When all had passed through the entrance, and the
door was again closed, the youth added, “We have
both treated Lilian very ill, and I, for one, heartily
beg her pardon.—Lilian, are we forgiven?” Dickon
frankly held out his hand; Lilian took it with sisterly
kindness. The gentle girl had not even thought that
she had a right to be angry.

“Now, Marian, give me that cap, as you’ve tossed off
the other. I must be back at once to the palace.”

“Not to-night, oh, not to-night,” faltered Marian.

.“T must go,” said Dickon almost sharply, “and in
that fool’s garb of motley which I lent you, or I may
be clapped into ward, and adorned with iron bracelets
and anklets to match, if I give further offence at the
court.”

Marian reluctantly dropped the cloak which had
hidden her unmaidenly attire, and so revealed to Lilian’s
astonished eyes the unseemly garb which she wore.
That dress told the whole story. The knight’s daughter
blushed for her friend.

That night there were no explanations. Lilian saw
that Marian was exhausted, and she herself was scarcely
less so, so great had the strain of anxiety been. Lilian
dropped asleep almost before she had laid her head on
her straw-stuffed bed, and passed the remainder of that
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eventful night in peaceful repose. It was not so with
Marian: the poor girl was haunted by horrible dreams
in which Guy Dunn followed her close as her shadow ;
wherever she turned she saw him, and his hateful voice
seemed to be ever nerve in her ears, “Maid Marian,
dance a measure with me.”

(287) 10
CHAPTER XV.
THORNS AFTER ROSES.

Marin, almost worn out by a night in which, whether
waking or sleeping, she had had no peaceful rest,
dropped into slumber as the morning dawned, and it
was very late before she left her little apartment.
When she appeared in the rush-strewn parlour, the girl
looked pale and weary, the rose had gone from her
cheek, and her dress, without its usual ornaments, or
even its pyramidal crown, betrayed that Marian’s heart
was too heavy to take pleasure in the vanities usually
so dear. Lilian, when her companion entered, was en-
gaged in dusting Dame Marjory’s chair.

“© Lilian, I am so wretched!” exclaimed poor Marian
Paton. “Leave off your dusting and sit down and
listen to me, for I must have some one to hear what I
have to tell; I can shut up my trouble no longer, and
I know that you, at least, will not betray me.”

Lilian sat down on a three-legged stool, her usual .
seat when she brought her work to the parlour. She
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expected Marian to occupy the high-backed chair; but
the poor, conscience-stricken girl threw herself on the
rushes beside her sister-like friend, and buried her face
on Lilian’s lap.

“T must tell you all—unburden my heart—make a
clean breast, as the friars say; but I can’t look up in
your face as I do so, I am too much ashamed of myself.
Do not interrupt me, Lilian; I know too well what you
will think of my conduct.”

Lilian remained perfectly silent while Marian poured
forth her tale, though the orphan was much startled,
shocked, even alarmed, when she heard of Guy Dunn
and the dance. Marian concealed nothing from her
friend ; it was a relief to tell all.

“Now you know the whole matter, Lilian, and can
advise me what to do now,” was Marian’s conclusion to
her tale.

Lilian lifted up her heart silently to ask for wisdom, —
for she felt that she had none of her own.

“T should like to go to confession,” said Marian, who,
though brought up as a Lollard, had naturally imbibed
many of the ideas held by the majority of those amongst
whom she lived. “If I did not think that Aunt Mar-
jory would be angered if she found it out, I’d go to the
church round the corner and get one of the priests to
hear me, give me a penance and absolution. He would
take the burden off my conscience, and I should not
much mind the penance, even if he bid me eat no meat
148 ' THORNS AFTER ROSES.

for a month. I could steal away quite quietly to church
now, before Dame Marjory comes back. I think that
I ought to confess.”

“Oh yes, but not to a priest!” cried Lilian; “he
has no power to absolve you, dear Marian. There is
but one Intercessor between God and man, even the man
Christ Jesus. Those are words from the Bible. Tell
the Lord Himself how you have sinned, tell Him how
grieved you are, and ask Him—Him only—to plead for
you with the Father.”

To Marian’s weak mind’ the Saviour seemed a more
shadowy and yet awful Being than the saints whose
images she saw at corners of streets, or priests who
assumed to themselves the power which belongs to God
alone. Marian wanted some earthly stay ; hers. was the
nature which is peculiarly prone to superstition: too
worldly to worship God in spirit and in truth, she was
too timid not to need some outward forms on which to
rest her uneasy soul. Marian, like many worldly girls
of the present day, had a conscience, though a blind one ;
it was troubling her now, and she wanted to silence,
or rather to deaden it, by some outward observance.
Marian sought, as numbers like her still seek, to make
a kind of compromise with Heaven: acts of supposed
piety to be balanced against indulgence in doubtful
pleasures; no full surrender of self, no loving, joyful
obedience, but something to do, or something to bear,
some yoke imposed by man—the penance, confession, or
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fast—that might atone for follies and sins that might
bring down some judgment from God.

“JT shall never, never be so foolish again,” said
Marian ; “I am going to be wise and good from to-day.”

“You must ask for grace and strength, dear Marian,
or you will be certain to wander again. You must pray
to be helped, by God’s Spirit, to lead a new life.”

“T wish that I had some one to tell me how to begin it.”

“May I tell you what I think that you ought to do
—this very day?”

“Yes ; you will impose no hard penance if I make you
my father-confessor.”

“T think that you should tell everything to your aunt.”

“Never!” exclaimed Marian with vehemence; “that
is what I never could do. Aunt is so hard, and so
dreadfully proper, she would be so indignant! She
would scold me—despise me—perhaps she would beat
me!” (Long after the days of Henry the Fourth, it
was no uncommon thing for punishment to be inflicted
on maidens by parent or guardian.)

“Whatever Dame Marjory may say, whatever she
may do, take it meekly and patiently, dearest; and
consider that she is one whom God Himself has set over .
you in the place of your mother, one to whom He bids
you submit. Had you been frank and open with Dame
Marjory, had you not set up your will in opposition to
one so wise and true, you. would never have been in
this trouble.”
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“T hate obeying! I choose to be my own mistress!”
cried Marian, rising to her feet; “I like to have my
own way.”

“You have had your own way, and a hard way you
have found it,” said Lilian sadly. “Oh, hear me, dear
Marian!” Lilian had also risen, and now put her hand
pleadingly on the arm of her friend. “Dame Marjory
may be stern, perhaps hard; but hers is the hardness of
love, the sternness of justice and truth. She sees more
clearly, judges more wisely, than we can, and you
ought to give her your confidence, you ought to yield
her obedience. This is the command of God: Children,
obey your parents in the Lord: for this is right.”

“Dame Marjory is not my mother,” said Marian.

“She has charge of you; I have heard your own
father say so. Dame Marjory ought to know every-
thing that happened last night.”

“JT hope that you won't tell her
alarm, :

“T do not think that it is my part to tell her, but I
am sure that it is yours. Be as frank and truthful with
your aunt as you have just been with me. No more
concealment, no more deception, dear Marian. When
we have wandered from the right way, as dear Master

1”

cried Marian in

Sawtre taught, we should retrace every step; there are
no short cuts in duty.”

“TI cannot submit myself to my aunt; she crosses me,
she thinks me silly, she puts restraint on my will.”
THORNS AFTER ROSES. I51

“ As she put restraint on the will of her little brother,
when the Black Death was in the house’ Do you not
remember how impatient the child was at being shut
out from a place of fearful danger—how he angrily
struck at the door, and cried, and doubtless thought the
sister hard who was ready to risk her life to save him?”

“ Aunt Marjory beat her brother; I’ve heard her say
so herself.”

“ And was she cruel when she did so? Did she not
lift up the child in her arms and carry him when she
was ready to drop with fatigue? Is it cruel to keep
the door closed, however we may long to pass through,
because we are seeking that which would harm us? If
your aunt had known of your wish to go to the palace
last night, and had sternly forbidden your stirring one
step, you would have lost your amusement indeed, but
you would have been far happier now.”

“JT know that,” sighed Marian, as she sank wearily
into Dame Marjory’s chair.

“Then you will confess all, dearest; you will be my
frank and truthful Marian. Dame Marjory will soon be
here.” ,

“But might she not speak to Dame Alice?” cried
Marian.

“And if she did, would you not be the better for
Dame Alice’s counsel and prayers ?”

“But—but—John might hear; it would be dread-
ful!” exclaimed Marian, colouring up to the roots
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of her hair. “I could not bear for-him to despise
me!”

It seemed to Lilian that her companion was letting
out a little secret, and it was one which gave her joy.
Very gently Lilian laid-her hand on Marian’s, and said,
“Tf you care so much for Master John’s good opinion, if
he is to you as a brother—or more—surely he has a
right to your confidence. He has a right to know—at
least as much as is known by Master Dunn.”

Marian gave a heavy sigh.

“Oh, do not put off doing what you feel to be right | he
cried Lilian earnestly. She was so well accustomed to
Marian’s weak delays, that she knew that if the confes-
sion were postponed even to the morrow it would never
be, made at all. Some new pleasure would attract, some
new folly would lure; the present impression would be
weakened—lost—as marks on the sand are effaced by
the tide. “You will be so thankful when once the
effort is made; the displeasure of any human being is so
much easier to bear than.the anger of God. How can
you address Him in prayer, how can you expect His
blessing, when you are acting a false part, and con-
cealing what you ought to confess? Marian, darling
Marian, this may be the turning-point in your life.”

Here the conversation closed. Lilian went to her
work. Marian remained buried in thought, till her
meditations were interrupted. By whom they were
interrupted will be seen in the following chapter.
CHAPTER XVI.
CONFESSION.

Dame ALIcE felt considerably better on the day succeed-
ing the birthday revel. The morning was bright and
warm, and her pain was less acute. When John asked
her whether she felt well enough to be carried down to
her favourite room, his mother’s reply was playful.

“My dear boy ” (to Alice the strong bearded man was
still her boy), “think you that I would remain another
day in my turret cell when the sparks are flying,
and the music of the anvil clinking, and I’ve your
song at your work to cheer me after yesterday’s
absence ?”

“Tt was an absence which you'll have no cause to
regret, mother,” said John, lifting her tenderly in his
arms, so that her cheek rested on his. “ You know that
I went to Sir John Oldcastle (folk call him Lord Cob-
ham now in right of his wife). He lives in a right fair
mansion, with a pleasance around it, where the trees look
gay with their tiny green knobs, and the merry little
‘erocuses and snowdrops are peeping above the brown
184 CONFESSION.

sod. Much I wished that I could have carried you
there, to bless God for his beautiful world, and listen to
the songs of the birds.”

“There is a fairer world before me, my son,” said
Alice, as after descending the outer stair John bore his
precious burden into the parlour, “and I wot that the
songs of angels are still sweeter than that of the birds.
But oh, the bonnie flowers!” exclaimed Alice in joyful
surprise, for the room was bright with cowslips and
primroses brought home by her son.

The smith placed his mother in her easy-chair, and
beat up Marian’s soft cushion behind her, then for a few
minutes took his seat on a bench by her side.

“T must make you share my good news,” said he.
“Lord Cobham, the good knight, is trusting me with an
order for a complete suit of armour—helmet, cuisses,
gauntlets, and all! I shall have to employ skilled
workers to help me; but Sir John has advanced me
money for first-expenses, and if I succeed my fortune is
as good as made. A full suit of armour—think of that,
mother! and to be worn by one of the noblest knights
in the land!”

John Badby spoke with eae of professional
pride. His anvil and hammer were to him what his
organ is to the musician, or his brush and palette to the
painter. The smith threw his soul into his work when
something worth his utmost efforts was to be wrought
by his skill. Hard labour has its pleasant excitement
CONFESSION. 158

when the arm has strength and the hand has skill, and
there is one whom we love to work for.

“T had good talk with the knight about other things
than armour,” pursued the smith; “for Lord Cobham is
a true servant of God now, though, men say, somewhat
wild in his youth. He asked me about blessed Parson

_Sawtre, and how he bore him in his fiery trial. When
I had told him all, ‘Methinks it is more honour to die
for the Lord at the stake than for the king on the field
of battle,” quoth the good knight. ‘I would rather envy
than pity the martyr whose pain is sharp but whose
crown is sure.’ ” *

“Those were brave words,” said Dame Alice,

“And spoken by one who can and will follow them
up by brave deeds,” quoth the smith, little knowing
how his prognostication would be fulfilled. “But I
must not linger talking, for I have work for half-a-
dozen hands if I had them.”

With a mother’s fond pride Dame Alice watched her son
at his forge, and listened to the ditty which he hammed—
one which in these days was often on the lips of artisans
and mechanics; rough rhymes which the people loved—

“ With right and with might,
With skill and with will,
Let might help right,
And skill go before will,
And right before might,
So goes our mill aright.”

* Every student of history knows how Lord Cobham was burned to death
by a slow fire in the following reign.
156 . CONFESSION.

John Badby was interrupted in his work and his
ditty by a man, who looked like a knight’s servant,
entering the smithy, bearing a scroll tied round with
silk thread, over which was a large red seal.

“This looks like another order for armour,” said
John with a smile: “good things or bad fly in flocks
like pigeons or rooks. Fair fall him who taught me to
read!” John broke open the seal, and was about to
tell. the messenger to wait for a reply, but when he
looked up the man was gone.

Dame Alice was as usual watching her son when the
missive arrived, and, like John, guessed that one with
silken thread and heavy seal might bring some message
of importance. Letters were not plentiful in these days,
when comparatively few ‘could read and still fewer
write. Alice saw John open the scroll with something
of curiosity on his face; but when he glanced at its
-brief contents, an expression of anger, indignation, fury,
passed over that face as a black thunder-cloud darkens
the sky. The smith ground = his teeth and stamped on
the ground.

“ What is it? what is it?” cried his mother, in a tone
of alarm.

“A foul lie! a detestable slander!” exclaimed Badby,
striding up to his mother’s side. “TI will throw it into
the furnace. He who penned it richly deserves to be
thrown there too !”

“ Let me read it first,” said Dame Alice, who felt that
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her calmer judgment was needed to control the fierce
wrath of her son.

“Read it!” cried John, holding the scroll before her
eyes, “and then tell me what the villain merits who has
forged such a slanderous lie!”

Dame Alice read the brief missive, in which, in large
straggling characters, was written :—“ Marian Paton was
at the Ely House revels last night in man’s attire, and
danced a measure with Guy Dunn. I£ you doubt this,
ask the maiden herself !”

There was no signature to the letter; the seal was
but the impression of a coin of the realm. Care had
been taken that the writer should not be traced. The
bearer of the missive had disappeared down Boniface
Lane.

Alice looked shocked and distressed, but her coun-
tenance showed sorrow rather than surprise. When
Badby exclaimed, “The thing is impossible!” his
mother did not, as he expected, echo the word. Dame
Alice had grieved over the declension of her whom
when a child she had deemed a little angel; the widow
had felt that the vain girl had been drifting farther
and farther away from the point of duty, and had often
fervently wished that her son had fixed his. affections
on one more worthy of his love.

“What would. you have me do, mother?” exclaimed
John, impatient at the silence which he had not ex-
pected.
158 - . CONFESSION.

“T would have you do what the letter suggests—ask
the maiden herself.”

Almost before the sentence was ended, John Badby,
grasping the scroll tightly, strode out of the parlour,
and through the smithy, into the lane. The smith did
not even wait to wash his hands, wipe the toil-drops
from his brow, or turn down the sleeves rolled up over
his blackened sinewy hands. In such guise as he had
never before appeared in when entering Paton’s: dwelling,
John strode through the shop and went straight up the
stairs leading to the upper apartments. He did not so
much as notice the apprentice lads lolling about, doing
more work with their tongues than their hands, as they
chatted over the night’s adventures.

“T say, what’s come over the smith?” exclaimed Mat,
as Badby tramped up the stairs.

“His mother must have died,” suggested Sam.

“She must have been murdered then, for no quiet
kind of death would have made Badby look like that.”

John entered the parlour without knocking, and
found Marian alone, still sitting on the high-backed
chair in which Lilian had left her after their painful
conversation. Traces of tears were on Marian’s cheeks,
and her paleness told of distressing emotion. Jolin
Badby went straight up to the maiden, whose heart was
beating very fast, for she had heard his step on the
stairs.

“ Marian,” said Badby hoarsely, “I know that I am
CONFESSION. . 159

nothing to you, but your fair name is more to me than
life. Tell me that this is false!” He held the scroll
open before her.

“Tt is true—too true!” exclaimed the penitent girl,
bursting into tears. “O John! I will hide nothing from
you,” she continued, struggling to keep down her sobs,
whilst she hid her face with her hands. “I have been
so foolish, but perhaps not so bad as you think. I set
my heart on seeing the revels at the palace, and Dickon
said that if I wore his jester’s dress he could smuggle
me into the hall. So I went—I saw all—but I heartily
wished myself back. Then that hateful Dunn found
me out; he threatened to betray me if I did not dance
a measure with him: so I was frightened, and I danced ;
but I would almost as lief have died! I ran away as
soon as I could, and Dickon brought me back here. I
am so miserable, so much ashamed, I will never do
anything foolish again.”

The extreme simplicity of the confession, made with
such evident pain and contrition, appealed to the heart
of John more than any eloquence could have-done. He °
sat down on a bench beside Marian, and when, averting
her face, she held out a trembling hand towards him,
with the faltered words, “Are you very, very angry?”
John took the little hand between both his own, and
gently pressed it to his lips. .

“T am never angry with you, Marian,” he said, in a
strangely softened tone. “I am glad that you have told
160 CONFESSION.

me all. Dickon did very wrong when he led you into
such danger.”

“Tt was my own fault; I was determined to go. I
mean to confess all to my aunt; it will not be so hard
to do so now, since you have heard of my folly, and are
not so very angry.” ~Marian’s hand was still in Badby’s,
and she ventured timidly to glance up into his face.
Certainly she read no anger there.

The door unclosed; Lilian was about to enter, but
with intuitive delicacy she at once retired back into the
kitchen, smiling to herself as she did so. . Marian had
evidently confessed, and matters were not turning out
so bad after all.

We will leave the reader to imagine what further
conversation passed between Marian and John. He
only rose when sounds from below told of the arrival
of Dame Marjory and her brother. Then with the
words, “Tell all, my own love, to your father and
aunt, as you have frankly told all to me,” John de-
scended the stairs to meet the travellers. They were
not a little surprised to see him in their house in
_ working guise. But the smith had quite forgotten his
own dress; he was happy, and he looked so.

Marian having made her confession once, had more
courage to make it again—“The sooner the better,”
thought she. “Lilian was right: it is better to speak
cut at once, before the secret comes out, as it did to
John. I wot wicked Dunn wrote that scroll himself.”
CONFESSION. 161

Searcely, therefore; had Paton and_ his sister greeted
Marian and Lilian, and Dame Marjory had taken off
the muddy hooded cloak in which she had travelled, ©
than Marian, in a hurried manner, made a full but
brief confession. It was easier to do so in the presence
of her indulgent father than it would have been had
Marjory been present alone.

“No more trips to Greenwich for us,” observed
Peterkin Paton, when Marian had finished her tale,
“if we have to leave such a wild bird behind us.”

“Tt ought to be caged and have its wings clipped as
soon as may be,” said Dame Marjory grimly. “ Per-
haps honest John Badby may save us this trouble;
he'll make a good strong cage for the silly young
bird.”

Before the night closed in it was noised about in Boni-
face Lane that Marian Paton was to wed John Badby.

“T knew that it would end thus,” quoth mine hostess
of the White Hart: “John has loved the girl since she
was scarce higher than his knee. But I did not expect
the affair to come off so soon, or the giddy thing sober
down to be the wife of an honest smith. I wot that
John Badby has made a foolish choice.”

“There’s many a good fellow as does that,” observed
the merry little host, with a sly glance at his wife.

The news of the engagement was not long in reaching
another hearer more deeply interested in the question.

“So—my first arrow has fallen short; but I’ve
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another sharp one in my quiver!” muttered Guy Dunn,
with malice and hatred written on his gloomy features.
“The smith thinks that he has won his prize, but he has
left me out of his reckoning. If he be made of the
stuff that men deem him to be, his wedding-chimes shall
be the toll of the big bell at Smithfield—John Badby
shall be tied to a stake instead of a bride.”
CHAPTER XVII.
THE BLOW FALLS.

It was not without some doubts and misgivings that
Dame Alice heard of the betrothal of Marian and John.
The character of Paton’s daughter was so weak, and she
had shown of late so much vanity, self-pleasing, and
folly, that the mother could not but foresee that troubles
might arise in the future.

“Tf Marian had only been like Lilian,” mused the
gentle widow, “how happy would this union have made
“me! But it is natural that my John should rejoice; he
has loved the girl ever since she came to spend weeks
with us during the illness and after the death of her
mother. A winsome child she was; I loved her as if
she were my own—the little blossom so sweet and fresh
in its spring beauty, before the dust and mud of the
world had spoiled its freshness. Well, well, there is One
who orders our goings, and I am sure that He has a
blessing in store for my dutiful son. Things may turn
out very different from what we expect or fear.”

Dame Marjory was pleased at the engagement, though |
164 : THE BLOW FALLS,

her brother thought that “the prettiest girl in London
might have done better.”

“Nonsense!” cried the dame with a snort, when the
thought was uttered aloud. “Marian wants a master.
She is like an unbroken colt that needs the curb, and
maybe the whip. The smith is no love-sick boy: he
will be a husband to whom Marian must look up, and
whom she will learn to obey.” :

Dickon had resigned his office of jester; but he had
a great dislike to taking up the boot-making trade, and
was glad to be retained as an attendant on the young
prince, with whom he was a favourite. This pleased
Dickon’s father, who was anxious that his only son
should push his way at court; but Marjory, with her
sturdy good sense, regretted the lively youth’s continued
exposure to a life of temptation. She always retained
her loyal feelings towards the unhappy King Richard,
and questioned the right of Henry of Lancaster to sit
on the English throne. “If right went before might,”
she muttered to herself, “there’s the boy Mortimer, shut
up in prison, who would be wearing the crown. May
the day come when the wheel will turn round, and one
of his descendants, if not himself, bear rule in merry old
England !”

Marian had regained her lively spirits, and thoughts
of her wedding-dress and trinkets amused her mind.
Marian built castles in the air, and blew new bubbles-
on the strength of Dickon’s influence with the young
THE BLOW FALLS. 165

Prince of Wales. John, her John, should not long
continue to be the obscure blacksmith of Boniface Lane.
He should be armourer to knights and nobles; he should
have royal arms over his smithy, wear a silken vest on
Sundays, and dress his wife in brocade !

John also had his hopes and his plans, but of a less
frivolous kind. He would enlarge his smithy by buy-
ing up the adjoining premises, which would also increase
the accommodation for his home circle, now to be en-
larged by his taking home a young wife. The two
little upper rooms which had sufficed for him would
not make his bride as comfortable as he resolved that
she should be.

One morning a keen March wind was blowing the
wild clouds over the sky: now the sun shone out bright
and warm; anon his beams were blotted out, as it
seemed, by a black curtain fringed with light. Smiling
April was near; but on that cold, stormy day Winter
was engaged in a wrestle to hold his own, and sudden
blasts, sweeping down the lane, almost took unwary

passengers off their feet.

Mother, is it not too cold and windy for you to
come downstairs?” said John, when, as was his wont,
he appeared in the room of his crippled parent, ready to
carry her down to her favourite seat in the parlour.

“Oh no,” was the cheerful reply; “I cannot give up
either my ride or my pleasant change of air and scene.
But ‘TI am a daily burden to you, my John,” added
166 THE BLOW FALLS.

Alice, as he gently lifted her up and bore her towards
the outer stair. The blacksmith gaily laughed.

“TI trow that my arms are better able to carry such
a light burden than yours were to lift me when I was
a boy,” said John; “I was no light burden, I trow.”

“You were the biggest baby in the parish,” replied
the dame, not a little proud of her bouncing boy.

“Mother’s geese are all swans,” laughed Badby, kiss-
ing his parent as he placed her in her easy-chair.

John then went to his work; little cared he for

weather save on his mother’s account. He was on
Lord Cobham’s suit of armour, which required exercise
of mind and skill; but often his thoughts wandered to
Marian. John was not using his heavy hammer, so
noises in the street were easily heard. The sound of a
crash immediately succeeded a wild rush of tempestuous
wind.

“What has the tempest blown down?” asked Alice
from her seat in the parlour. The door between it and
the smithy was open as usual; for if closed to shut out
the blast, it would also shut out from the widow the
view of her son at his work.

John looked forth into the lane, and then entered the
parlour to reply to his mother’s question.

“Tt is the sign of the White Hart,” he said; “it has
been blown down by the wind, and smashed by the fall.
Dame Willis will have her own way—we'll have a
gaudy mitre swinging over the tavern.”
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“There will be nothing to remind us of our poor
king, except his picture behind me,” said Alice.

“We must have that picture freshened up a bit,”
observed John, raising his eyes to the coarse but spirited
drawing of Richard the Second and his queen behind
his mother’s chair. “The dust has gathered ‘upon it,
and I think that we might now afford a gilt frame.
What say you to my bit of extravagance, mother? I
must consult Marian about it. I wish all to be looking
so bright when I bring home my bride.”

There was a smile on John’s lips as he looked down
to Dame Alice for a reply. But even the bold smith
was startled to see the look of fear and terror on her
usually placid face. John turned quickly to see the
cause; it was but too evident at once.
men-at-arms in the livery of the ecclesiastical court,
with tonsured heads and ropes round their waists, were
entering the smithy. Their errand could not be doubted,
even before the leader spoke. .

“JT arrest thee, John Badby,” he said, laying his hand
on the shoulder of the stalwart smith, who went forward
to meet him.

“On what charge? by what warrant?” asked John.

“This is our warrant” (a parchment with a heavy
seal was produced), “and the charge is that you have
denied the doctrine of transubstantiation—a breach of
the law which brings thee under the action of the new
statute passed against heretics.”
168 THE BLOW FALLS.

“T shall be allowed to face my accusers, to answer
for myself?” asked the prisoner, as handcuffs were fas-
tened on his wrists.

“The court is sitting now—this kind of business
needs despatch ; and as for answering for thyself, there
is but one question which needs reply—‘ Dost thou
believe in the doctrine or not?’ Thine own mouth
will clear or condemn thee.”

“Then I am condemned already,” thoughé Badby,
“for I cannot speak the word that would be a lie.”
But he only said aloud, “Let me bid good-bye to my
mother.”

It was a terrible moment for Alice; the shadowy
fear that had haunted her had become a fearful reality.
She felt as a mother might feel who sees her child
under the claws of a ravenous wild beast. Badby
manacled, and with a guard~on either side, went to the
afflicted parent whom he might never again see upon
earth; he knelt down and asked her blessing. The |
sufferer could not stretch out her crippled hands to lay
them on the victim’s bowed head nor command her
voice to speak, but John knew that her soul was poured
forth in prayer.

“Mother, tell her—” John’s own utterance was
choked; manly as he was, he could not finish the
sentence.

A few minutes and the prisoner and the guards were
‘gone; all had passed quickly like a frightful dream—
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oh that it had been but a dream! Would John Badby
ever recross that threshold ? would he ever wield that
hammer again ? :

The dreadful news of the arrest soon reached Paton’s
dwelling, and fell like a thunderbolt on the hapless
Marian. She-gave way to the wildest grief—she wept,
she tore her hair, she flung herself on the rushes. Dame
Marjory hurried off to Bird’s Alley to comfort, or at least
sympathize with, the widow. Lilian would fain have
gone too, but she could not desert poor Marian, who
was beating her breast in wild hysterics. The wretched
maid listened to nothing that Lilian could say, nor
found any consolation in prayer. The first thing that
roused Marian from her state of despair was the en-
trance of Dickon, who looked alarmed and distressed,
for he too had heard the dread news of Badby’s arrest.

Marian threw her arm around her twin brother,
sobbing as if her heart would break.

“JT am bound to the judgment-hall,” said Dickon in an
agitated tone. “They will let me in, I trow, as I belong
to the court. I wanted to see you first, my poor girl,
and tell you that I will leave no stone unturned to save
your John. Even if he be condemned by those heartless
wretches, I may rescue him still, for I have the ear of
the prince.” .

“Oh yes, he will be saved !—my love will be saved!”
cried Marian, rebounding into hope. She could not imagine
that anything could resist the influence of Prince Hal.
170 THE BLOW FALLS.

The time of Dickon’s absence seemed terribly long
both to Marian and Lilian. The threatening clouds had
burst in rain so violent that Boniface Lane was almost
flooded. It cleared up, however, before the evening set
in, and again the sun shone forth, and a glorious rainbow
spanned the sky. It was not visible from the narrow
lane, but it cheered Dickon as he sped on his way back
to his father’s dwelling.

“What news do you bring of my John?” cried

Marian, hurrying to meet her brother.
'. “He bore himself bravely; he answered like a man
bold and true. John said that he could not believe in
what is contrary to God’s Word.* Scripture declares
that Christ died once for all—that the one sacrifice is
enough.”

“They could not condemn him for speaking the truth,”
eried Marian. ;

“They did condemn him,” said Dickon bitterly ; “ but
I cannot believe that a sentence so unjust, so inhuman,
will ever be carried into effect.”

“The prince will protect my love!” exclaimed Marian.

“T have been to the prince and awakened his warm
interest in the case; that is what has detained me. so
long. He has spoken to King Henry himself.”

“And obtained John’s pardon ?” cried Marian eagerly.

“Yes, a conditional pardon,” answered Dickon slowly.
“Poor John is to be released and forgiven ¢f he publicly

* See Heb. vii. 27, x. 14; Rom. vi. 10; John xix. 30, ete.
THE BLOW FALLS. I7I

recant what they call his errors. I doubt whether any-
thing will make him do that.” :

“Dickon, I must see John—now—at once!” ex-
claimed Marian. “You will procure me a meeting with
him ?”

“Tt might be difficult,’ was the reply. “John is to
suffer to-morrow at Smithfield.”

“JT must go to him—I will!” cried Marian passion-
ately. “If you will not take me to his prison, I go alone.
The guards will not resist my tears; if they do, I will
lie down and die on the threshold!”

“I will go with you, my poor, poor sister!” said
Dickon, with deep emotion. “I myself would fain see
my friend again, for John is dear to me as a brother.
—Lilian, do you go to Dame Alice; she needs all the
tenderness which you know so well how to show. I
know not how the widow can endure life when her only
son is gone.”
CHAPTER XVIII.
TEMPTATION.

JoHN Bapsy had indeed borne himself bravely and well
at his trial ; but when the manacled prisoner was led to
his dreary cell, and was left alone—when he seated him-
self on the noisome straw, which was the only bed al-
lowed him, there came a terrible reaction. The Lollard,
in the strength of his manhood, the flush of his hopes,
had no wish to leave life, and by so fearful a passage.
Like Jonathan when, in the hour of triumph, he heard
of his father’s cruel vow, Badby, in bitterness of spirit,
exclaimed to himself, “And I must die!” The smith
knew the agony caused by a burn; this was almost the
only pain which he had ever had to suffer, for of illness
he had experienced little or none. He was so full of
healthy, vigorous life, his arms so strong, his mind so
clear—must that powerful frame be so soon reduced to
ashes? Existence had lately become so sweet, so won-
derfully sweet to John! He thought of his Marian and
the delight which had seemed just within his reach after
years of weary waiting ; then he remembered his afflicted,
TEMPTATION. 173

helpless mother, and felt that he could hardly bear to
leave her to suffer and die alone!

Let it cast no shame on Badby if in solitude and
gloom his spirit recoiled from the terrible fate before
him. It was the Christian’s hour of darkness, his hour
of sore temptation, the martyrdom of the soul more
agonizing than that of the body. In his anguish the
prisoner could but repeat to himself the prayer of the
divine Sufferer who had trodden the path before him:
“Tf it be possible, let this cup pass from me: nevertheless,
Thy will, not mine, be done.”

_It was when the condemned man was engaged in this
desperate spiritual struggle that Marian and her brother
entered the cell. The pitying jailer set down his lamp,
and retiring, left the three in the prison together. Marian,
her dishevelled hair falling over her shoulders, her blue.
eyes swollen with weeping, threw herself on her knees
before her betrothed; then, when he made an attempt
to raise her, she sobbed on his neck, and with passionate
earnestness implored him to accept the king’s proffered
mercy, to save himself by one word—to live jor her.
Dickon, standing a little aside, was a silent and distressed
_ spectator of the painful scene, where a woman, fair and
beloved, implored a condemned prisoner to have mercy
on himself and on one who could not—-would not live
without him! :

“Marian, Marian! you should have spared me this!”
was Badby’s exclamation of pain. It was no strength-
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ening angel that had come to his prison cell; it was as
if the tempter himself had appeared in the form of an
angel of light.

“Take her away, brother, take her away!” cried
Badby, when the anguish of seeing Marian’s grief and
hearing her passionate words had almost passed his”
power of endurance. “Even for her I cannot—dare not
—will not deny my faith !”

“Then you do not love me, you never have loved me!”
exclaimed Marian, amidst choking sobs. “And you do
not care for your mother’s helpless misery; you are
willing to leave her to starve—to die—unless others
show to her the mercy which she does not find in her
own son !”

Badby bit his lip in almost unendurable pain.

~“ Who will help her when her own son deserts her ?”
cried Marian.

“God will help her,’ faltered Badby, and he mo-
tioned with his manacled arm a mute entreaty to
Dickon to end an interview which inflicted torture in-
deed. Dickon came forward and laid his hand on his
sister’s shoulder.

“Marian, we must end this,” he said ; “ you do but add
to his grief. You must not unnerve him at a time like
this.” Firmly though gently, whilst he himself was
trembling with agitation, Dickon tried to unloose his
sister’s clinging grasp.

Then Marian suddenly collapsed: her face, which had
TEMPTATION. 175

been flushed with excitement, turned deadly pale, her
eyelids drooped, and she fainted away.

Badby pressed one long passionate kiss upon Marian’s
brow, and then resigned her to the arms of her brother.
“This must be our last meeting,” he said, as he grasped
the youth’s hand; “I could not go through this ordeal
again.”

And yet that terrible interview had not been without
its compensation ; it had given John Badby a glimpse of
a truth to which he had too persistently tried to shut
his eyes: Marian, worldly in her joys, worldly in her
sorrows, without fixed principles or deep-rooted faith,
was not the woman to have made him happy.

When left again in solitude after the struggle in which
grace had won the victory, a strange feeling of peace stole
over the martyr’s soul. The bitterness of death seemed
passed ; he could almost hear the Master’s “ Well done.”
The prisoner could now lay himself down on the straw
and take his rest, conscious of the presence of a protecting
wing above him. His pains would soon be over; how
brief they would. seem when he should, on the morrow,
behold the face of his Lord! Verse after verse of com-
fort crowded on the memory of John, as if whispered by
unseen angels. It was with the words on his mind, J -
will fear no evil: for Thow art with me, that the weary,
but no longer unhappy, victim of Rome’s cruelty fell
into a long, deep sleep.

There was no such sleep that night for Guy Dunn.
176 ; TEMPTATION.

He too, like his rival, had been smitten in the hour of
his success; but not- by man. A fell disease which,
not for the first time, had laid the wicked man low
had again suddenly come upon him. It was when he
seemed to triumph in the fulfilment of his evil designs
that the murderer was arrested in his career. Guy Dunn
lay that night, and for many nights more, writhing on
a luxurious bed, from which he was never to rise. He
was haunted by terrible dreams. Now he was struggling
again with the king, whom he—one of Exton’s band—
had helped to murder. Anon he felt the iron grasp of
the blacksmith upon his throat, and in vain, in the
horrible nightmare, tried to wrench himself free. Let
us draw a curtain over such a death-bed scene. Peace
may come to the sufferer, peace to the bereaved, peace to
the martyr with the stake and faggots before him; but
to holy peace the bosom of guilt is a stranger: There is
no peace, saith my God, to the wicked.
CHAPTER XIX.
TRUE AND TRIED.

WitH slow and measured clang tolled the bell of Smith-
field on the following morn. Almost before sunrise the
wide area was filled by a dense crowd of spectators
come to see the Lollard suffer. Some mocked, but more
pitied” very eye gazed on the thick stake with its
heavy iron chain, and the huge bundles of faggots piled
around it to consume a living human form. Men-at-
arms with halberds kept a clear space around the stake,
and staves were freely used when the swarming mass of
people came too near. Monks and friars mixed with
the crowd, making comments on the enormity of the
crime for which Badby was to die. There was a plat-
form on which one tonsured priest took his stand, to
perform the mockery of preaching a sermon to the inno-
cent man about to suffer.

Presently there was a murmured “ Here they come!”
and, surrounded by a strong body of men armed with

bills and bows to prevent any chance of rescue, the
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178 : TRUE AND TRIED.

smith, with clanking fetters on his ankles, and manacles
on his wrists, came slowly advancing to his death. John
Badby towered in height above those around him, so
that his pale but resolute face could be plainly seen
even by those at some distance. Save in that paleness
and the compression of his lips, he showed no sign of
fear. The victim was fastened to the stake, and then
the so-called sermon began. It was an exhortation to
recant, to be reconciled to holy Church, before enduring
pains which would otherwise be but a foretaste of pangs
never-ending. Badby did not hear a word of the ser-
mon; his eyes were raised to the sky, and his thought
was, “ Will it open before me, as it did before Stephen ?
If not, I shall see Him—within an hour!”

Before the tedious harangue was ended, there was
a movement and stir amongst the crowd behind the
stake. Badby could not turn his head to look, but he
saw that the eyes of people in front were turned in one
direction, and then he heard exclamations of “See her !
she will come—she is forcing her way through!” Like
a cold thrill came on Badby the fear that Marian was
coming to make another attempt to shake his constancy
even at the last. It would be horrible to have her
there at such a moment, to utter her wild entreaties,
and to witness that which might turn her brain! But
it was not Marian who with desperate resolution was
elbowing and pushing her way through the mass of
spectators, and who, aided by some friendly hands, was
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enabled, flushed and panting, at length to gain a place
within the sight and hearing of John.

“T must see him—I must speak with him!” cried
Dame Marjory’s loud, strong voice; “I bear him a
message from his mother !”

At that word the crowd gave way, even the preacher
stopped to listen, and Badby, with some agitation, called
out: “Speak, speak! how fares she? what does she
say ?”

“She says ”—there was a lull of silence amongst the
crowd as Marjory’s voice rose loud and clear—“‘Tell my
boy that he has his mother’s blessing, and the blessing
of Him whose cross he bears. Bid my son remember
the promise of Christ: Be thow faithful unto death, and
I will give thee a crown of life.” :

“Go back and tell her,” cried Badby from the stake,
“that her son, by God’s grace, will show himself not
unworthy of such a mother !”

The short colloquy, heard at a considerable distance,
awakened such admiring sympathy in the crowd that
some even clapped their hands.

“Set fire to the faggots at once!” cried the presiding
sheriff, who feared that such sympathy might take a
practical form, and a rush be made to release the
Lollard.

But ere the command could be obeyed, another inter-
ruption occurred. Again it came from the direction
behind the stake, so that it was only by the confused
180 ' TRUE AND TRIED.

cries from amongst ube crowd that Badby knew what
was passing.

“The royal livery—horsemen | the prince—the Prince
of Wales! Make way, masters, make way! A pardon!
he brings a pardon !”

Then indeed the flush of — rose to Badby’s pale
cheek. Life was sweet. Like the three Jews of old,
was he to be saved from the fiery trial, and come forth
to praise his Deliverer ?

It was far easier for Prince Harry, on his high-mettled
steed, to make his way towards the stake than it had
been for good Dame Marjory. The royal boy had
horsemen and attendants on foot with him ; the foremost
of the latter was Dickon. The crowd fell back to the
right and left before the heir to the throne. Prince
Harry was soon so near to the fettered victim that
there was no difficulty in conversation being held be-
tween them. The youth reined in his foaming steed,
and with his right hand held out a parchment signed
and sealed.

“Tt is not for a fine fellow like you, a bold English-
man, I trow, and more fitted to exchange blows with
the French than to be burned alive like a wizard—it is
not for you to feed the flames. What know you, son of
the hammer, of doctrines or dogmas? leave them to the
priests. You have but to say I recant, and your fetters
shall fall, and you shall step forth free, with his grace
the king’s forgiveness, my favour, and.a pension to boot!”
TRUE AND TRIED. 181

The flush had faded from Badby’s cheek, and the
short-lived hope from his heart. “Thanks, noble prince,”
he said firmly ; “but I cannot recant. I would rather die
than be false to the truth.”

“What know you of truth or error—you, an unlettered
man? This is sheer obstinacy or womanish superstition.
Have you nothing to live for, that you are so eager to
die?” The question was impatiently asked, for Harry
cared not to have his will erossed, and he was provoked
to find his determination to save the smith foiled by
what he deemed reasonless, dogged resistance.

“T cannot recant,” was Badby’s reply.

“Then perish in your folly!” cried Harry, making
his horse back a few steps as fire was applied to a faggot
- which kindled, crackled, and then, being damp, sent up
a volume of smoke.

“O God, take care of my mother!” cried John, in a
voice that at that moment of supreme trial sounded to
the prince like a groan.

“He recants, he recants!” exclaimed Harry, and his
ery was echoed by the crowd. “Pluck away the
. faggots !” shouted out the excited young prince; and
the order was instantly obeyed. The wood which had
ignited was thrust away from the stake, and the. smoul-
dering flame was extinguished by the eager hands of
Dickon.

“Put it back!” said Badby firmly ; “God will enable
me to endure, and to be faithful unto death |”
182 . TRUE AND TRIED.

These were the last words which the martyr was
heard to utter. The faggot was replaced beside the rest,
and again the torch was applied. Again rose a volume
of smoke, thicker and denser than the last; it shrouded
the Lollard’s form, and it performed a work of mercy,
for it also caused suffocation. When the flames at last
sent up their tongues of fire, they but enwrapped a form
from which the brave spirit had fled. John Badby’s
had been a short and comparatively painless path to

glory.

NOTE.

Three brief historical accounts of Badby’s martyrdom shall be
inserted here, that the reader may judge how closely fiction has
followed fact.

“A layman, John Badbie, was committed to the flames in the
presence of the Prince of Wales for a denial of transubstantiation.
The groans of the sufferer were taken for a recantation, and the
prince ordered the fire to be plucked away ; but the offer of life and
a pension failed to break the spirit of the Lollard, and he was again
-hurled back to his doom.”—Green’s “ History of the People of En-
gland.”

“Arundel, Archbishop of Canterbury, was a chief persecutor of
the Lollards. One of them, of the name of Badby, was sentenced to
be burned at Smithfield. He was tied to a stake, and faggots were
piled around him, which were just going to be set on fire when the
Prince of Wales rode up to him, and besought him to renounce his
opinions and save his life, promising him to give him enough to live
comfortably upon if he would do so. The poor man thanked the
prince with many expressions of gratitude, but said that as he firmly
believed his opinions to be true; he would not sacrifice his conscience
to save his life. When the faggots were set on fire, the prince came
TRUE AND TRIED. 183

again and entreated him to recant, but he continued steadfast as
before, and was accordingly burned.”—Markham’s “ History of En-
gland.”

“A poor smith, John Badby, was picked out for the second victim,
and burned in the same place where Sawtre had perished before
him. The Prince of Wales, who was present, vainly endeavoured to
shake the Lollard’s constancy by the offer of life and a yearly pen-
sion.”
CHAPTER XX.
A CHAPTER SOON ENDED.

As soon as the crowd that wedged her in began to move
and disperse so as to allow her a passage, Dame Mar-
jory, pale and haggard, made her way out of the throng.
Dickon, trembling and speechless with agitation, had
come to the side of his aunt. The last terrible twenty-
four hours had changed the gay, light-hearted youth into
a thoughtful man. The twain hurried on side by side,
but not a word was exchanged between them: the hearts
of both were too full for speech.

“ How shall I break this to my poor Marian?” was
/ the thought of the brother.

“How will John’s mother endure this fearful trial ?”
reflected Marjory. “It will be some comfort to her to
know that I carried her message, and to hear his brave
reply. It was hard work to get near enough to the
stake, but I would have pushed on had it cost me my
life !” .

After a long, rapid walk, Marjory and her nephew
arrived at Boniface Lane; then turning down Bird’s
A CHAPTER SOON ENDED. 185

Alley, hurried up the stair up and down which John
had so often carried his mother. At the sound of their
steps, Lilian, who had been left with the widow, gently
opened the door, and raised her finger to her lips to
enjoin silence.

“We must not disturb her; she has fallen asleep,”
whispered the girl. ;

“Hers will be a woful awakening,” said Dame Mar-
jory, as, followed by Dickon, she entered Dame Alice’s
little sleeping apartment, and went straight up to the
bed, on which lay a form—very still. Dame Marjory
looked down on it for a moment, and then said, “She
will never awake on earth. God has indeed heard
John’s prayer, and taken care of his mother. She and
her son are already in glory together.”

It was indeed: so; neither had survived to endure the
loss of the other. Lovely in life, in death they were
not divided. The countenance of Alice expressed sweet
peace, calmest repose.

‘* Death found her—utter not that word !
The sufferer prostrate lay ;
A gentle angel softly came
And kissed her soul away.
Then o’er the placid face remained
_ A look of tranquil bliss,

As if the lifeless clay retained
The impress of that kiss.”
CHAPTER XXI.
AFTER SEVEN YEARS.

WE will pass over seven years, and give the reader a
glance at some of the characters which have been intro-
duced into this tale.

We shall not find the Patons in Boniface Lane.
Though the tasselled boot still hangs over the entrance
to the shop, another name is above it. When Peterkin
died, some two years after the time when my story com-
menced, Dickon, who was his heir, sold the business at
once. He was weary of London life; he had renounced
the hollow pleasures of the court on the day when Badby
died. Dickon longed to be in the free country, drinking
its pure air, pursuing its healthful occupations, and hold-
ing Lollard opinions in a place where envious tongues
were not likely to denounce him for heresy. Dickon

knew that his aunt’s desire had long been to reside on
~ her own little freehold at Greenwich. He enlarged her
house, added to the acres around it, farmed them, and
became a flourishing country squire. It was a curious
transformation for the former jester. Few who saw
AFTER SEVEN YEARS. 187

Dickon riding through his fields of corn, shearing his
flocks, or selling his beeves at a fair, would have
imagined the very handsome, intelligent farmer to be
one who had ever worn the fool’s cap and bells. But in
his home, and amongst the friends whom his free hos-
pitality draws around him, Dickon’s wit and jests still
make him the life of the circle. He is still overflowing
with fun.

Dame Marjory, very little changed by time, still erect,
still holding firmly to her own opinions, will pause in
one of her oft-repeated stories of past times to listen’ to
Dickon’s playful account of yesterday’s adventure at the
fair—how he had outwitted the fox who was robbing
his farm of the geese, or the thief who had broken into
his larder at night.

Dickon is almost the only person who can succeed in
bringing a smile to Marian’s face. Though still young
in years, the stooping form, drawn features, and languid,
listless manner of the former Pink of Boniface Lane,
make her appear a middle-aged woman, at least ten
years older than her twin. Marian, weak in mind, and
with spirits broken by the shock of her lover’s death,
has no resemblance now to any flower, unless it be a
faded lily. On coming to her aunt’s picturesque gabled
farm, Marian brought her little treasures with her, and
they adorn her chamber under the low-browed roof of
thatch. There is a faded sampler, an old cushion, a manu-
script, a bow and a quiver with arrows, and a chalk draw-
188 AFTER SEVEN YEARS.

ing on the wall representing King Richard and his queen.
The relic most prized of all is an iron frame delicately
wrought, with a pattern of intertwined M’s—an orna-
ment meant to hold wood for the fire. But no faggot
is ever placed in that frame, nor is one speck of dust
or spot of rust ever suffered to rest upon it. Marian
allows no one but herself even to touch it. A question
as to what the frame was meant for, casually asked by a
stranger, brought on a flood of tears. The poor maiden
has been given charge of the flower-beds in the pretty
garden, and she listlessly waters and tends the blossoms,
To make posies for the sick is almost the sole amuse-
ment of Marian’s joyless, colourless life. The betrothed
of John Badby seldom speaks of her martyred lover,
but she has been overheard murmuring to herself, “I
was not worthy of him; and so God took him away.”
But on the day on which we propose to visit Friern
Hatch, even Marian’s feet move more quickly, and her
thin hands are fastening up garlands made of April's
brightest flowers. Dame Marjory has been more than
usually busy in the kitchen, from which comes a savoury,
inviting scent. Dickon’s wife is to introduce to a goodly
company of neighbours and friends his little son and
heir, and grand must be the feast to do honour to such
an important event.-
-Dickon, in wild spirits, brings the babe into the sitting-
room, thronged with smiling guests. The little one is
covered with a beautiful veil: it was, seven years ago,
AFTER SEVEN YEARS. 189

Dickon’s own gift to his twin, to be worn on her bridal
day.

The infant is first placed in the hands of his smiling,
happy mother. In the pleasant, comely young dame,
whose face beams with pure happiness, we can scarcely
recognize. the poor household drudge of former days.
Lilian is almost as much changed as Marian, but in a
different way. If the one is a faded flower, the other
is the bud expanded into the goodly blossom under the
genial rays of the sun. The lowly has been exalted.
Lilian makes a capital housewife ; for which she gives
all the credit to Dame Marjory’s teaching. In the home,
in the farm, amongst her husband’s tenants or other
poorer neighbours, Lilian Paton is a general blessing.
Marjory, no mean judge, is more than satisfied with her
nephew’s choice. Dickon not only loves but is very
proud of his wife.

“You must not keep the child all to oceans Lilian,”
says Dame Marjory, taking up the babe in her still
strong and vigorous arms. She carries him about to be
duly admired by the guests, as infants usually are on
such happy occasions.

“What is to be his name?” asks one of his guests.
“I suppose Richard, after his father.”

“No; his name will be John,” is Dame Marjory’s reply.

“T suppose in honour of the saint ?”

“Tn honour of a saint and a martyr too,” says Mar-
jory, bending to kiss the fair infant’s brow, perhaps to
190 AFTER SEVEN YEARS.

hide her own emotion. “Baby was born on the seventh
anniversary of a day which was to us one of bitter
grief, when Dame Alice died on her bed, and her son in
the flames at Smithfield. But it was a grand birthday
for them,” continued the aged woman, raising her head
almost proudly,—a better birthday than that which
brought this little cherub into a world of sin and woe.
Our poor Marian loves the babe as her own; he will be
something to brighten her life. She is so much gratified
that the name of ‘John Badby’ should be given to her
brother’s first-born son. It is a name which should never
be forgotten—not by our family, no, nor by England
neither. It is one which is written in heaven—it is one
which the angels know ; for amongst the glorious army of
martyrs, those who were faithful wnto death, is he who
endured to the end—John Badby, brave and true-hearted,

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