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Tamed

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Title:
Tamed and other stories for girls
Series Title:
Editha series
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Stoddard, William Osborn, 1835-1925
H.M. Caldwell Co ( Publisher )
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New York
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118 p., [4] leaves of plates : ill. ; 19 cm.

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Title page printed in red and black.
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by William O. Stoddard ; illustrated.

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TAMED
AND OTHER STORIES







The Editha Series

For Little Gils
NEW EDITION,





1908





1 Editha’s Burglar
By Burnett
2 Pinocchio’s Adventures
3 Burglar’s Daughter
By Penrose
4 Tamed
By W. O. Stoddard
5 Peggy’s Trial
By Mary Knight Potter
6 The Little Professor
By Ida Horton Cash
7 AChild’s Garden of Verses
3y Stevenson
8 Little Rosebud
By Harraden
9 Simple Susan
By Maria Edgeworth
10 The Golden Apple
3y Hawthorne
11 The Birthday Present
By Maria Edgeworth
12 Hop o’ My Thumb and
Other Stories
By Miss Mulock

13 Adventures of a Brownie

By Miss Mulock

14 The Pygmies
By Hawthorne

15 The Brownies
By Ewing

16 Cuckoo Clock
By Molesworth



17 The Sleeping Beauty
By Martha Baker Dunn

18 Jackanapes
By J. H. Ewing

19 Alice in Wonderland
By Carroll

20 Rab and He Friends
By Dr. John Brown

21 Through a Looking-Glass
By Lewis Carroll

22 The King of the Golden

River
By John Ruskin
23 Snap-Dragons and Other

Stories
By J. H. Ewing
24 Madame Liberality
By J. H. Ewing
25 Millicent in Dreamland
By Edna S. Brainerd
26 Flower Fables
By Louisa M. Alcott

27 Legend of Sleepy Hollow
By Washington Irving

28 Lives of Two Cats ;
By Pierre Loti

29 Wonder Box Tales
By Jean Ingelow

30 Boss and Other Dogs
By Maria L. Pool





H. M. CALDWELL CO.
Publishers
NEW YORK AND BOSTON


















Ghe
EF DITHA S ERIES



WILLIAM O. STODDARD

AND

Other Stovies for Civils

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ILLUSTRATED



H. M. CALDWELL CO.
PUBLISHERS 39 2@B2@ @
NEW YORK @® BOSTON



Copyright, 1895
W. A. WiILbE & Co.



TAMED.

BY

WILLIAM O. STODDARD.







TAMED.

es you, Mr. Holbrook,” she said, “ but
I’m not going to the county fair to-morrow.
Which of those horses did you say was Kick ?”

‘She was not looking at his face or she might
have seen how all but savage was the silent com-
ment in it that the subject of conversation had been
changed with dreadful suddenness.

He replied aloud : —

“ick? Oh, he is that horse away over yonder,
beyond the others. He isn’t like any other horse
that we ever had. He’s as ugly as sin. You can’t
do anything with him. I’m really sorry” —

“Is he so very terrible?” She interrupted him
as if the character of that animal were a matter of
deep interest to her. |

‘He is vicious,” responded the young man with
somewhat needless energy. “It isn’t easy to keep
him in even in winter. The county fair” — |

“Kick, Kick, come here!” called out the girl
who was making such particular inquiries about him.

3



4 TAMED.

“No use!” exclaimed Mr. Holbrook, and he may
or may not have referred entirely to the quadruped,
but he added: ‘‘ Why, Miss Granger, he has thrown
every man on the place.”

She had evidently no reply to make to so stun-
ning a statement as that.

The quadruped subject of his criticisms had
indeed a wild look, and his chestnut coat — Mr.
Holbrook’s was of very neat blue flannel — did not
seem to have ever been made acquainted with
currycomb or brush. At that moment he threw up
his heels with a sharp whinny and put another
dozen or so of yards between himself and the
house-yard fence behind which they were standing.
He looked at them intently, and Miss Granger
continued to gaze very studiously at him, but Mr.
Holbrook turned suddenly and walked away with
a half-audible remark about—about nothing in
particular. Perhaps he had duties on his hand;
but half an hour later he was standing in front
of the bars which connected the Holbrook pasture-
lot with what he spoke of as “the rock lot”
of the Granger farm adjoining. He was staring
at the bars, but his mind may have been dis-
turbed or preoccupied, for he seemed not to



TAMED. 5

notice that the upper bar had been carelessly left
down.

“T did think,” he said to himself, “that I could
fix it allup. It’s rough! I meant to take Harma
Granger to the fair, but if she won’t, she won't.
No use! And her aunt says she’s going back to
the city at the end of the week!”

He turned away toward the village of barns,
large and small, behind the Holbrook house, but if
he had been in front of the rock-lot bars ten min-
utes later he might have seen Kick standing in an
attitude of deliberation, scratching a small hollow
in the earth with his right fore-hoof and consider-
ing the unwonted absence of the top bar.

There was a curveting around in front of the bars
for a full half-minute as if Kick were experimenting
upon the springs in his legs, and then he made a
run toward the diminished barrier which had hither-
to pinned him in.

It was well done, that splendid flying leap, and
away he galloped, out of sight, before one of old
Colonel Holbrook’s men, on his evening tour of
inspection, came along and put up the missing
bar.

Kick had a grand time in the Granger lot for an



6 TAMED.

hour and a half after his escape over the bars.
He went all around that new country, along every
fence and into every corner, and he discovered that
he had it all to himself. Not another horse was
there, nor any other beast of the field, to dispute
with him the right of possession. He was free,
delightfully free, but one of the most important
of the discoveries he made was that he had not
tasted a drop of water since early that morning,
and that there was not any to be had in the
Granger lot.

Darkness came down over all at last, and he
began to experience also a new and strange sen-
sation of loneliness. The night came on, hot and
dry, without any dew, and every time Kick lay
down and rolled over and tried to sleep he found
himself tempted to dream of the log water-trough,
into which a cool stream was always running, in the
Holbrook stable-yard. He was up before the sun
next morning, but he found that the short, withered
grass and mullein stalks and sorrel of that pasture
were of no account whatever. As the hours went
by and the sun climbed higher, it seemed to Kick
as if the air he breathed grew hotter, while every-
thing around him and within him was getting dryer.



TAMED. 7.

His head drooped, his tail drooped, his spirits
drooped; he had not enough of wild life left in him
to curvet or to prance, and late in the afternoon
he walked slowly along the north fence as if he
were not himself at all, but altogether another
horse. Walking in that direction, however, brought
him nearer and nearer to the Granger farmyard,
with its inviting barns, and thus, farther on, to the
house-yard and all the shady trees and the shrub-
bery.

There was a green, cool look on the grass when
he looked so wistfully over the fence, but at first
he did not appear to take any interest in anything
in particular.

From one of the lower branches of a tree in the
front yard, however, to a lower branch of another
tree stretched a hammock, and in that hammock lay
a girl with a pamphlet in her hand. Her other
hand had held a paper-cutter, until she fell asleep
and dropped it on the grass, but she had uncon-
sciously clung to the magazine.

“That’s the same girl,” said Kick to himself
after a little reflection, ‘ that I saw Henry Holbrook
talking to yesterday. I don’t care. I’ve thrown
him.”



8 TAMED.

He stood and stared at her and then, he hardly
knew why, he whinnied loudly.

The sound of his voice startled her and in
another moment she was on her feet, walking
toward him.

“Oh!” she exclaimed, “ how did you get here?
Why, it’s Kick. It’s the one that’s so savage.”

She walked close up to him and very cautiously
she put out a white hand and patted his face, and
he did his best to tell her that he liked it. She
patted him again and again, saying several pleasant
and complimentary things while she did so.

““Why, Kick,” she remarked at last, ‘you don’t
seem to be wild at all. You’re a lovely horse. Do
you want some water ?” and then she added: “ Why,
of course he does, this blazing, hot day!”

She found a tin basin on the platform by the
pump and she filled it and brought it while he stood
with his head over the fence and watched her.
Anybody who did not consider Harma a pretty girl
should have been there to see her pumping water
and carrying it to Kick.

“Hurrah!” he exclaimed, partly to himself and
partly aloud, ‘she understands me!”

It sounded to Harma like a prolonged whinny of



TAMED. 9

eagerness and delight, and the basin was drained in
a twinkling. His very eyes seemed to ask her for
more, and his heart went out to her unreservedly
as he saw her hurry to the pump and hurry back to
hold the basin up to him again. Then she brought
him a piece of bread, three or four pieces, and an
apple and a lump of sugar, and all the while she
was remarking, —

“Why, he’s as good as he can be! He’s a
splendid fellow. So gentle, too.”

At last another idea came to her.

“Come along, Kick,” she said, “I’m going to
open the gate.”

She walked rapidly away in the direction of the
barnyard, and Kick followed her along the fence as
if he had been a dog that belonged to her. Neither
of them knew that all of their proceedings had
been watched, but now there broke out an excited
bit of conversation at one of the open windows of
the house.

“Aunt Betty!” exclaimed a shrill, young voice,
‘“what’s Harma going to do with Kick? Oh! oh!
He'll kill her!”

“Polly!” replied aunt. Betty. ‘Why, she’s
crazy! He’s a pesky, dangerous brute. Come



10 ; TAMED.

right along with me, Polly. He’sa biter. How I
do wish some of the men were at home!”

They were too late to stop Harma. She had
opened the barnyard gate and Kick had walked in
before they were out of the house. He whinnied
very affectionately to Harma, but he walked straight
through the barnyard into the house-yard, and he did
not stand still until he reached the pump. Harma
went along with him, but aunt Betty and Polly ran
as if he were afterthem. Probably not many people
who knew aunt Betty believed that she could run.
As for Polly, she screamed as she ran, till they
reached the back doorstep, and she looked as if she
were about to begin again when aunt Betty whis-
pered to her: —

“Polly — puff — Polly! We’d best be— puff
— quiet, and not — puff —rile him up.”

“Why, aunt Betty,” called out Harma just then,
“he isn’t wild at all. He’s as tame as a kitten.
Polly, dear, get me another piece of bread for him,
please.”

The bread was brought while Harma was pump-
ing more water for Kick, and Polly put it down on
the pump platform and ran away as fast as she could
out of Kick’s reach.



TAMED. II

“ He’ll bite you, Harma!” she exclaimed as soon
as she felt safe enough to speak.

“Tf I had a bridle, now” said Harma, very
much as if she were studying some tremendous
impossibility.

‘Bridle ?” said aunt Betty, staring ather. ‘‘ Why,
he’s never had a bridle on him. Leastwise if they
did get one on, he did n't let ’em keep it on.”

‘Aunt Betty,” said Harma earnestly, “I don’t
care! If I had a bridle here, I'd try.”

“T’ll get one! I'll get one!” exclaimed aunt
Betty as if a sudden fit of desperate determination
had seized her. ‘“I’d like to see it done, but I
won't come a-nigh that critter!”

She went for it and she brought it, and all the
while Harma continued in conversation with Kick.
As for him he had drunk more water, his mind was
full of pleasant impressions, and when Harma held
up the bridle he said to himself : —

‘Of course I’ll open my mouth for her any time.
She won’t hurt me. I can’t say I like it, but she
may put it on.”

‘“Harma,” said Polly, “here’s a blanket and a
surcingle, if you’ll just come and get them. I
da'sn’t come any nearer.”



I2 FAMED,

It was a‘gay red blanket and the’ surcingle was
new and bright colored. Harma folded:the blanket:
and Kick put out his head and smelled of it, and
then she laid it on his back-and he stood as still as
a mouse while she arranged it in its place. She.
made complimentary remarks to‘him all the while,
and he was particularly well eee with her tone
of voice.

“T’m dreadful ’fraid to have you reach under
him,” said aunt Betty. “He might kill you quick:
as a wink.”

- There was a flash in Harma’s eyes and a resolute

expression on‘her lips, but she said nothing. She.
did reach under and: catch the other end of that
long band, pull it tight, put it. through the buckle,
and draw it as hard as she could:::"

“Td really like to roll,” tought nek “but I.
won’t this time.” as

“ Harmy, Harmy! | Sakes alive ! What dire a,
going to do now?” screamed aunt. Betty. “‘ Where
are you a-leadin’ that vicious beast? You: don’t
mean to tell me that you’re goin’ to ue and ride
him ?” ' pice ate ws Wa
« Harma was walking. towatd.'a big -box that stood’
in the side-yard, and Kick was doing the-same thing,



TAMED. 13

without any orders. When she stood still he stood
still. She stepped up upon the box, and he only
gave a gratified whinny when she sat down upon
his blanketed back.

They watched her breathlessly while he very
quietly walked around the yard, and Harma’s con-
fidence in him and in herself came to her so keenly
that she laughed aloud.

The front gate, the wagon gate, was wide open,
and Kick passed out through it just as several
wagons and a couple of men on horseback came up
the road. The two on horseback were Henry Hol-
brook and one of his men. Neither of them said
anything for a moment, but old Colonel Holbrook
stood right up in his wagon.

“ He'll kill her!” he said in a low, hoarse voice,
and then he shouted: “Keep back, Barney! Don’t
you go near ’em! Harry, you ride alongside and
see if you can’t get her out of that scrape. It’s
awful ! ” .

“Harma! Harma!” half-whispered Henry as he
rode up by her, and she saw that his face was very
pale, ‘for heaven’s sake, be careful.”

His hurried exclamation seemed to have a pang
of pain in it, but it was called out by a gentle curvet



14 TAMED,

and an uneasy whinny from Kick. He was not now
walking, for he could not perfectly control his feel-
ings, but the canter he indulged in was wonderfully
easy to his rider. All that Henry Holbrook could
do was to let his own horse canter alongside and to
watch Harma, in an agony of fear as to what might
come next. His face told a great deal more than if
he had spoken.

“ Kick has made friends with me,” said Harma.
“Don’t you see that he has? You need not feel
any fear about me. Oh!”—for Kick curveted
beautifully just then.

“There!” said Henry, with quick changes of
color as Kick quieted again. ‘‘ Harma” —

“I wish I had a side-saddle,’ she interrupted
him, “and a riding habit. I mustn't go any
farther now, Kick. You will have to carry me
home.” |

He obeyed the light touch of the rein and turned
and conveyed her straight to the big box in the
Granger side-yard.

“T’ll help you dismount,” began Henry; but
Harma stepped off at once and began to caress
Kick.

“ Hurrah!” shouted the deep voice of Colonel



TAMED. 15

Holbrook, a little behind them. “If she hasn't
done it!”

His wrinkled face was beaming and glowing as
he added : —

‘“Harma, Kick is your own horse, that is, if
he ll stay tamed.”

“Thank you, colonel!” she exclaimed. ‘Oh,
thank you! He is such a beautiful creature! Is he
really mine?” and she positively put her arms
around the neck of that dreadful colt.

Henry Holbrook made a forward step at that
moment, but his apparent attempt at an approach
was greeted by a fierce nicker and an ominous put-
ting back of Kick’s ears.

“T’ve got to keep away, have I?” said Henry with
a deep flush of mortification upon his handsome face.

“Kick! Kick!” said Harma_ reproachfully,
“make friends with him, won’t you?”

Kick stood as still as a post for a moment, and all
the muscles of his body seemed to be stiffening and
hardening.

“He’s gettin’ ready for a bolt!” growled the man
with Henry. ‘ Look out for ’im!”

“No, he won’t, Henry,” said Harma. ‘ You
don’t know how gentle and quiet he really is.”



16 TAMED.

That was true; Henry did n’t know, nor did Kick
himself, nor anybody that had been acquainted with
him, but he remained motionless, his ears back and
the whites of his eyes showing. He saw Harma
take one of Henry’s hands in one of hers and
bring it closer and closer to his face. Then the’
two hands patted him, in a sort of partnership
which altogether astonished him. So at the same
time did the voice of the young man, for it grew
wonderfully sort and winning as it spoke to him,
and there was a tone in it like something that Kick
had noticed in the voice of Harma.

Henry Holbrook knew a great deal about horses
and he pushed his new acquaintance judiciously.
Kick felt more and more as if the young man were
getting tamed somehow, while Harma talked to her
new pet and told him that he was to remain with
her. Perhaps Kick did not at first quite understand
his good fortune, but he began to do so when she
led him away toward the barn. When she reached
it she took his bridle off, put a halter on, tied him in
a stall, put liberal oats into the trough before him,
threw down straw for him to lie on, and patted him
good night.

Henry Holbrook was with her, helping her and



TAMED. 17

telling her what to do, and Kick found himself more
than a little puzzled about their voices. It seemed
to him that their tones blended and mingled and
had the same thrilling unaccountable tremor in them,
and it affected him powerfully.

“Harma!” exclaimed Henry at that moment,
“you have taught me what love can do.”

Kick heard that, but he did not quite understand
what Henry went on to say. He listened in vain,
for they were away back of the stall near the barn
door.

d

‘‘Harma,” said Henry at last, “I am as thirsty,
as wretched, as utterly miserable, as he was, and
maybe I need taming as badly. Can’t you try a
little kindness on me ?”

Kick answered with a loud, anxious whinny and
an effort to turn around in his stall and see what
was going on, and it was Henry who at once replied
to him : —

“Tt’s all right, Kick, old fellow! It’s all rizht!”

Kick was entirely satisfied, for he heard Harma
murmur, ‘“ Yes,” and in a moment more he was
alone,







TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW.

BY

WILL ALLEN DROMGOOLE.,







TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW.

~HUT in by the great gloomy spires of the Cum-

berlands, under the frown of the mountains,

with one narrow neck leading out into the world
beyond; such is Dark Hollow.

Dark with the shadows cast by the surrounding
peaks and the rank, riotous growth of the forest
below.

Delightfully cool in summer, magnificently wild,
pathetically alluring, and hopelessly lonely always.
In winter the ice columns rear themselves fifty and
a hundred feet under the dripping, draining bluffs,
catching now and then an unwary fern in the coag-
ulation and holding it, a summer captive in the
grasp of grim old winter. Sometimes the winter-
green berries peep from the bluff above through a
veil of filmy ice, cheery, saucy, and full of a warm,
mute faith.

Gabe Brady found but little to admire in the
winter wildness as he stopped to rest his oxen

under one of the great bluffs that frown upon the
ar



22 TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW.

Hollow. He glanced up at the glistening ice col-
umns and the imprisoned ferns, and whistled, half
in jest, half in earnest.

‘““We-uns air like that ther yarb,” he said, “ frez
up fur the winter. Frez up to be sho’; ther’ ain’t
no haul’n’ of a load up the Hollow sech weather ez
this. Them doz’n poplar logs hev’ done tired the
critters plum out. We-uns orter crawl in a hole
and sleep in winter-time like the b’ars does, ha! ha!
What does you-uns think ’bout’n it, Queenie ?”

From the top of the. loaded wagon and from a
bundle of old quilts, a black bearskin, and a faded
red shawl, came the saucy answer in the piping voice
of a privileged child : —

“T ain’t faultin’ uv the weather none ez I knows
on. It air older ’n I be; I ain’t got no call ter
fault it.”

“To be sho’ yer ain’t, yer sassy little cub,”
chuckled Gabe, ‘“‘ muffled up in yer furs like a white
. kitten, an’ a-ridin’ in yer fine kerridge while yer
old dad an’ yer big brother air trompin’ uv it, yer
kin lick yer paws an’ pass complemints on the
weather, hey? Waal, I reckin.”

The only answer vouchsafed from the promis-
cuous bundle was a muffled chuckle, while the “ big







TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW, 23

brother” alluded to, an overgrown boy of fifteen,
kicked the half-frozen mud from his shoes on the
hub of the wagon wheel and laughed at what he
called ‘‘Jo’s peartness.”

“Hit’s mighty funny, air it?” said Gabe as he
arranged the heavy yoke about the necks of the
patient beasts. “Hit air mighty funny? Waal, I
‘low you-uns kin fetch the naixt load ’thout my
holpin’ uv ye, yer seems ter favor the job so highly.
Mebbe ye kin git ‘long better ’thout yer ole dad,
anyhow ; hey, Kit?”

Before the boy could reply, Jo, or Queenie, as
Gabe Brady insisted upon calling his daughter, put
her bushy brown head out from her wrappings of
fur and wool and said saucily : —

‘“Y’ orter fetch yer wood in summer, dad, an’
save shoe luther.”

Gabe laughed aloud; his pet piece of advice
had been tossed back to him. He rested an arm
on the wooden yoke and struck the palm of one
hand with the forefinger of the other, ready for
argument.

‘Waal, honey,” he said, “it air too warm ter haul
in summer-time, don’t yer know?” and then, after
a moment’s thought, “an’ it air too cold in winter.



24 TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW.

Lawd! Lawd! it do seem ez ef the Almighty can’t
fix things ter please us, nohow.”

He dropped his hands, shook his head in disgust,
and gathered up the ropes.

“Git up, Jinks! Git up, Rube!” he called,
‘‘We-uns hev’ got to be a-hustlin’.”

He trudged along by the side of his team, turn-
ing his head now and then to see if the precious
bundle on top was safe and comfortable. Kit, the
brother and son, followed on the other side, his
hands thrust into the pockets of his coat.

Not a sound broke the stillness of the Hollow,
except the creak, crack, and croaking of Gabe’s
wagon, or the occasional snapping of his long whip
as the oxen ignored the repeated ‘ Whoa, ge-e!”
and infringed upon the driver’s part of the road.

The peaks uplifted above the Hollow were heavily
veiled with mist, half blue, half madder, uncertain,
vague, dreamy, and magnificent.

A covey of snowbirds flew by with a startled
“whi-r-r!” and disappeared down one of the wild
gulches with which the Hollow abounds.

“I'll make a trap soon’s I git home,” thought
KG eomenmutfo:4

Indeed, Jo was included in every program ever



TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW. 25

planned at Gabe Brady's cabin; she was first ‘in
everybody’s thoughts and entered largely into
everybody’s calculations.

“Seein’ she ain't got no mammy we-uns humors
her some,” Gabe would say by way of apology for
his little girl’s authority, exercised boldly and often.
But he would immediately add, as if to gainsay any
possible injustice done his darling : —

“But Queenie air peart, powerful peart fur her
age, she air jist turned seben.”

‘“Seben, goin’ on. eight,” Jo would amend; “be
eight come naixt Christmas.”

Considering the fact that Christmas would not
come for eleven months and twenty days, Gabe was
not far from correct when he said his daughter was
“jist turned seben.”

The ox-wagon drew up before the door of the
cabin, the wood was thrown into a pile, and Gabe
went to the shed for his axe, while the brother and
sister went into the cabin to rake up the coals,
and make the trap for catching the snowbirds.

When Gabe came in, bringing the axe, he found
Jo toasting her toes before the blaze of the kitchen
fire, while Kit prepared the yellow pine sticks for
the trap building.



26 TROUBLE IN PARK HOLLOW.

Gabe hesitated to break into the arrangement;
he was only an ignorant, untaught mountaineer, but
he understood and enjoyed the companionship, so
entire and satisfying, his children found in each
other. Still he was a systematic man, and when
there was a task to be done his hands were swift to
do it.

He looked down at the pile of pine sticks from
which Kit was making a selection. As the boy
drew his knife from his pocket, Gabe spoke :—

“Sonny,” he said, “ye’ll hev’ ter turn the grin’-
stun a minit, fur the axe air dull some.”

Jo looked up from the shoestring she was trying
vainly to unknot.

“Kit air makin’ uv a trap,” she said. ‘“ Kit air
too busy fur grin’-stuns an’ sech.”

Gabe showed his teeth in a pleased smile. Jo’s
‘“‘peartness” always pleased him.

“Waal,” he said, ‘ef Kit air busy, who air goin’
ter turn fur yer ole dad?”

He slipped the axe through his hands, and while
the pole rested upon the toe of his boot he leaned
upon the handle and put his question again : —

‘“Who’s goin’ ter holp yer ole dad, I’d like ter
know?”



TROUBLE s«N DARK HOLLOW. 27

“Me,” she replied, and Gabe fairly shook with
laughter.

‘“Shucks!” he said, ‘“ye-little sparrow, ye; I’d
like ter know how ye got yer eddication, turnin’ uv
grin’-stuns an’ sech.”

Jo showed spirit at this implied reflection upon
her ability.

“T kin anyhow,” she declared. “1 turns fur
Kit, an’ our axe what we-uns grin’s don’t git dull
in one choppin’, neither, there! Gimme a shoe-
string.”

In her excitement she had pulled too vigorously
upon the worn leather lacer, and it snapped beneath
the strain. |

Gabe selected another from a bunch hanging by
the mantelshelf, and Jo tossed the shoe to Kit.

‘Fix it, Kit,” she commanded, “an’ git yer sticks
all split ’g’inst we-uns grin’s the axe.”

And so the work went cheerily on, as it always
did at Gabe Brady’s cabin in the Hollow, in spite
of cold and poverty and ignorance. There was
something in the hearts of these untaught ones that
lightened the day’s labor and brightened the dull
kitchen and kept the soul singing. Something
nature had placed there; something that transforms



28 TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW.

the hut into a paradise, and without which the
princely hearth is desolate, — sympathy.

When the grinding was finished, and Gabe was
singing away at the woodpile, Jo came and sat
down beside Kit on the floor.

Four sticks systematically arranged in the form
of a square, the four corners crossed, a ball of stout
cord, and a half-dozen other sticks waited Jo’s
coming.

“Tie ’em tight, Jo,” advised Kit; “tie every
corner tight an’ allus leave string enough ter tie
everyone plumb ter the top; traps ain’t fitten fur
nuthin’ ef the string air broke.”

Slowly, stick by stick, the trap took shape, until
at length it was finished. As strong and secure
a trap as could be desired, even for the most
diminutive sparrow that ever skipped a prison.

Kit held it at arm’s length and admired it.

‘T calls that a fust-rate job,” he declared.

‘“We made it fust-rate,” Jo amended as usual.

‘Does you-uns aim ter ketch a bar?” asked
Gabe, who had entered while the trap was under
examination.

‘Hit ain’t too big,” said Kit, who understood the
sarcasm of his father’s remark.



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“Hit air roomy,” Gabe insisted, “but hit ’Il
answer. Wher does ye aim ter set it?”

“Over ter Middle Ridge,” said Kit; ‘ ther’s
some snow ther, and Luke Simpson ‘lowed ter me
ez ther wuz more game on the Ridge ’n yer could
shake er stick at.”

Gabe looked doubtful. ‘Does yer aim ter kerry
the little gal along?” he asked.

‘“‘T aims to go,” Jo answered for herself.

“Hit air toler’ble fur,” Gabe argued, “an’ word
kem ter the Holler ez ther wuz a b’ar killed on
Middle Ridge last Sadday. Hadn't yer better set
it nigher home, or leave the little gal behind?”

Gabe thrust his boot into the blaze; the well-
burned log fell apart, half falling either side of the
chimneyplace, while the saucy sparks snapped
and sparkled and disappeared up the sooty
chimney.

“Naw,” said Kit. “I don’t want ter go if Jo
can’t. I promised ter take her, an’ I ‘low I kin
keep the varmints off’n Jo, an’ fetch her back all
right. Jo ain’t no baby; she kin tromp roun’
same’s a boy, Jo kin.”

“1 kin fetch the birds back, too;” Jo paid the
additional compliment to her usefulness.



30 TROUBLE IN DaRK HOLLOW.

‘S’posin’ the birds turns out rabbits?” suggested
Gabe.

‘“We aims ter shoot a bar,” Kit admitted with
an embarrassed grin.

“T reckin,’ assented Gabe, ‘“‘cur’us b’ar there on
Middle Ridge; don’t need no dogs ter ferret ’em
out, nor nuthin’; jest stan’s on thir hin’ feet an’
axes to be shot. Mighty ’commodatin’ b’ar; what
does you-uns think uv it, Queenie?”

“T think I air goin’,” was the reply, and as usual
she had her own way; against Gabe’s judgment,
and with many cautions and admonitions and
warnings, and a promise to be back promptly at
sundown.

Woody and wild and lonely, full of jutting crags
and unexplored caverns, isolated and unattractive
save for its undisputed grandeur, no man cared to
plant his dwelling on the dangerous height known
as the Middle Ridge.

Even the hunters, lured by the abundance of
game, deer, fox, wildcat, and even bear, when
night came on would pitch their tents as near as
possible to the cabins dotting the side and base of
the Ridge.

In daylight, however, there was no cause for



TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW. 31

alarm; the wildcat fled before the approach of
humanity and bruin seldom made his appearance
without warm and continued insistence. Jo had
hunted huckleberries, wild grapes, persimmons, and
hazelnuts with Kit and Luke Simpson every spring
and autumn since she could remember. But their
excursions had never extended farther than the
lower side of the Ridge when Jo formed one of the
company. This was her first real trip to the Ridge ;
and as she stood under a great overhanging ledge
and looked down upon the Hollow, humble, noise-
less, and tiny, nestled among the purple-painted
mountains, hugging their very feet like a slave at
the footstool of a monarch, she clapped her hands
with wild delight.

Far away to the south Peak’s Mountain rose,
wrapped in filmy, delicate azure; nearer towered
the familiar heights of Beersheba; while winding
away to the westward, like a serpent following a
zigzag trail, ran the distorted contortion known as
the Backbone.

There was but a sprinkle of snow on the Ridge,
and Kit felt that he had brought his birdtrap to
little purpose. However, he set it, well baited with
bread crumbs, in a bank of drifted snow, just with-



32 TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW.

out the ledge where Jo stood ankle deep in the
rustling dead leaves which the wind had heaped
under the arched rock Kit scooped the leaves into
a nest and cunningly tucked her into it.

“You-uns set here an’ watch fur snowbirds,” he
said. ‘‘An’ whatever ye does don’t yer move away
till we-uns gits back. We air goin’ up the Ridge a
little higher fur a b’ar.”

“Holler when yer gits it?” asked Jo with a
merry little laugh.

“Ye misdoubts we-uns ’ll git it, I s’pose,” said
Luke.

“T'll eat all yer kills,” was the only compromise
she offered as she crouched deeper into the crisp,
dry leaves, and the two youthful hunters started
again up the Ridge.

Once Kit looked back. It did not seem alto-
gether the proper thing to leave her there. He
shook his finger warningly: “ Don’t you move; the
bar 'Il eat yer ef yer does.”

Jo, left to herself, cuddled down among the crisp,
warm leaves, like a young cub. Afraid of the bears?
Not she; she laughed at the idea. It may be she
_ Was too young, it may have been because of her
wild mountain life, its freedom and security ; at any



TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW. 33

rate accustomed to roam over the hills and through
the forests, she felt no fear of the dangers that
might lurk about the Middle Ridge.

For some time she sat there in her nest of
leaves, watching the cloud-shadows upon the Hol-
low, or clapping her hands gleefully whenever
Kit’s rifle rang out, clear and sharp, farther up the |
mountain.

Then the waiting became monotonous, the guns
were too far off to be heard; the last shot sounded
miles and miles away, Jo thought.

It was tiresome, the waiting, and both feet were
fast asleep, she had sat still so long. She pinched
her toe to wake it up, but the effect was only to
send a sharp, prickly sensation tingling through the
entire foot. She stood up; ah! that was better, and
she concluded to walk about some and find some-
thing, maybe, that would amuse her and help to
pass the monotonous hours.

But there was nothing under the crag but dry
leaves, and one great flat stone propped against the
side wall of the shelving alcove.

“Looks like a cubby door,” laughed Jo; ‘‘mebbe
the b’ars keeps house ther’.”

She peeped behind the “door,” and, sure enough,



34 TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW,

there was a small circular opening leading under
the great Ridge.

Jo almost screamed with delight.

“T ll hide, an’ ’tend like I’m losted,” she said,
and, stooping, she peeped further into the cave.

It was not very dark and was truly magnificently
finished. Jo crawled in on hands and feet; how
warm and good it was after waiting so long in the
cold.

She concluded to remain a moment where she
was until the warmth of the place should thor-
oughly penetrate her chilled limbs ; then she would
look about her at “ Mr. B’ar’s house.”

The floor was of soft white sand, and Jo,
doubling her shawl for a pillow, stretched herself
upon her back to admire the glistening stalactites
hanging above her. How distinct, how perfect they
were; each one had a firm, rock grasp upon the
vaulted roof. Was she sure of that? Jo smiled
lazily to see one of the longest and heaviest sud-
denly leave its place and swing partners with its
opposite neighbor ; then the entire crowd began to.
grow restless and to move up and down, swift and
swifter, in a mad whirl; they were drunk, crazy, she
could n’t exactly remember which. And at that



TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW. 35

moment a gun sounded a report far away and
muffled by a distance, and the large stalactite was
suddenly transformed into a great black bear that
opened its mouth and swallowed the smaller ones.

Jo would have screamed, so terribly was she
frightened, only that her lips were locked and she
could not utter a sound. She was utterly dumb
with fear; at that moment, when she thought the
monster about to turn upon her, a covey of snow-
birds flew by and, lifting her upon their wings, bore
her gently, easily, tenderly away ; somewhere, it did
not matter where, the motion was so easy. She
was floating in the air— going, going; she smiled
again and gave herself to the long, long journey
southward: into sunlight, away from the Hollow.
Once there was a thundering crash, but the birds
told her it was only the falling in of the cave she
had left. Once she was almost sure she heard her
father calling, ‘‘ Queenie! Queenie!” But it was
only the brooks laughing and the sunbeams danc-
ing in the land through which they traveled — the
beautiful land of dreams.

The sun was slanting alarmingly westward when
Kit Brady and Luke Simpson turned their faces
homeward. Against the latter’s inclination, how-



36 TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW,

ever; for the young hunters had brought down no
nobler game than a couple of rabbits.

‘Hit air two good hours afore night,’ Luke
insisted. But Kit pointed toward the crimsoning
west.

‘“When the sun straddles that ther’ Backbone of
the mount’n,” said he, “he takes a mighty fast trot
down on t’ other side.”

‘‘T’m plumb shame ter go back thout’n any b’ar,”
insisted Luke.

“Can’t help yer shame,” said Kit; ‘it be time
fur me ter light out!”

‘An’ mam jist lon’in’ fur some wil’ meat, an’ so
air the chillen. They-uns’ll be plumb disappointed
ter see me come snakin’ up two hours by sun with
nuthin’ ’cept’n’ of a rabbit.”

‘See here, Luke,” said Kit, “ef ye wants ter
stay here and hunt meat fur yer folks, ye stay. I
air goin’ home ter split wood fur mine. I tell ye
it “ll be plumb dark in the Holler ’g’inst we git ther’.”

And Kit was right; he could hear the cowbells
tinkling already, and even the sound of the wood-
man’s axe as some shiftless mountaineer chopped
his necessary evening’s fuel.

Kit grew restless and uneasy as they descended



TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW. 37

the Ridge through the crackling branches and
rustling dead leaves.

Queenie! ‘She must be stiff frez by this time,”
he said, “an’ I ‘low she air plumb scairt ter death.”

“Jo ain’t no fool, nor no idjit, nuther,” said
Luke; “she air bred an’ born’d in the Holler an’
she knows ther ain’t no call ter get shuck up in
broad daylight.”

Kit was comforted somewhat.

‘“Naw,” he assented; ‘Jo ain’t no fool, an’ she
ain’t no coward, nuther. She air plucky, Jo air,
plumb game ter the backbone.”

Yet as the sun crept farther and farther over
the Backbone, and the distance between him and
the spot where they had left Jo rapidly lessened,
his fears returned. She was such a little thing, it
was a shame to have deserted her so long. Yet
she was such a brave little thing, too; he knew she
was not afraid. It wasn’t always safe in the forest.
Only a month before a panther had been killed in
the Ridge, and bears were constantly prowling
around. Poor Kit! he was beset by so many differ-
ent emotions; first of fear, then of hope.

“T sholy reckin nothin’ could worrit Jo,” he said
again and again as he trudged on as rapidly as



38 TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW.

might be to join her. But when they stood at
length under the cliff and found the place deserted,
not a sign of the child anywhere, the two boys
were for a moment speechless with fear and
surprise.

‘A painter hev’ got her, I jest knows it,” said Kit,
‘What ’ll dad say o’ me goin’ off an’ leavin’ Jo ter
wil’ cats an’ things? Oh, what’ll dad say?”

‘Waal, ef I ware in yer place, I’d look around a
bit afore I’d begin ter whimper like you-uns air
a-doin’,” said Luke. ‘“Mebbe as not Jo’s jest
hidin’ ter werrit we-uns. Holler out loud an’ see
ef she don’t answer.”

So Kit called; once, twice, a dozen times, but
there was no other answer than the wind in the
cedars, or a far-away whip-poor-will calling plain-
tively to the night.

Then Luke adopted a ruse : —

“Jo!” he called. “Aw, Jo! we-uns knows ye air
jest foolin’. An’ we air goin’ off an’ leave you ef
ye don’t come out’n thar.”

“Thar” meaning the hiding-place Jo was sup-
posed to have chosen. But even this threat was
powerless to provoke a response. Then Luke fired
his gun and both boys shouted: “A b’ar! a b’ar!”



TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW. 39

but the only answer was the ever-ready echoes call-
ing jubilantly among the crags.

‘““She’s a-playin’ possum,” said Luke. “TI jest
knows she air.”

And they fired the gun again three times, and
again shouted “ B’ar!” but all to no purpose. And
then even skeptical Luke became alarmed no less
than Kit. It was evident that Jo was lost.

‘‘Mebbe she hev’ gone home,” said Kit.

‘Not by her lone se’f,” said Luke; “ more likely
she tried ter go an’ got lost.”

She was certainly lost; there were the leaves
just as they had heaped them into a little brown
nest, but the little brown bird had flown, the nest
was empty.

To make matters worse, the sun, indifferent to
human needs and anxieties, cast one long, jubilant
beam into the darksome niche and dropped sud-
denly behind the Backbone, leaving the Hollow in
darkness.

“O Lu!” said Kit, “hit air night, an’ Jo air not
foun’. Do ye reckin she could ’a’ gone home,
Luke?”

“Naw,” said Luke; “I know she ain’t done no
sech o’ athing. She air lost, an’ we-uns better be



40 TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW.

makin’ tracks ter tell it, stid o’ prowlin’ roun’ here
rakin’ ’mongst dead leaves an’ shakin’ o’ dead
bresh.

‘She air lost. I allus ‘lowed as gal chillen didn’t
have no call ter be a-trampin’ roun’ after boys,
nohow. First place, ’t ain’t manners; second place,
they ain’t fitten fur that kind o’ work. I be goin’
home my own se’f.”

Kit forgot his anxiety for a moment in his anger.
The idea of going off and leaving a helpless little
girl alone on the mountain all night was something
too cowardly contemptible to contemplate for an
instant.

“Ef ye air minded ter go, Luke Simpson, ye kin
go!” he exclaimed. ‘Ef ye air so coward disposed
ye orter run ‘long home ter yer mammy. An’ ye
better trot long toler’ble peart else the dark ull
overtake ye foreshortly. I knows in reason ye air
bound ter be afeared o’ the dark, sech a puny little
snaggle-tooth baby ez ye be. Go along o’ ye! Ez
fur me, I hev’ settled it in my own min’ ef Jo air ter
sleep all night on the Ridge she air not goin’ to be
the only one ter do that. I ain’t goin’ ter leave it
till she air found; not ef it takes till the judgment
day.”



TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW. Al

He bit his lips to keep back the tears, for rough
boy as he was there was a warm, brave heart in the
bosom of Kit Brady. Even thoughtless Luke was
touched by the boy’s tears.

‘“‘T ware not aimin’ ter run away fur being ’feard,
Kit,” he said. ‘“ But I ‘lowed someun ought ter
know ez quick ez might be. It be toler’ble col’ on
the Ridge, an’ Jo air sech a little mite. One o’
we-uns ought to go an’ gin the alarm in the Holler.
You-uns go, an’ I ull stay here an’ hunt if ye say
so. J ain't a-keerin’ which, unly someun ought ter
go; hit ll soon be plumb, good dark.”

“T’d ruther die ez ter go back without Queenie,”
sobbed Kit. ‘“I’d ruther drap dead in my tracks
ez ter go back ter dad an’ tell him ez I hev’ lost her.
She air the light o’ his soul, Jo air. I wouldn't go
back an’ tell him I hev’ done gone an’ lost her,
mebbe lef’ her fur a painter ter eat, not fur all the
Holler. I’d cut my tongue out first.”

Before Kit’s mind passed in panoramic swiftness
and precision the scene at the cabin when the news
of the trouble should reach it. The look upon his
father’s face — he could see it as distinctly as he saw
it the day his mother lay in her white pine coffin.
And then the empty little chair in the chimney



42 TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW.

corner — that was Jo’s chair and Jo’s corner where
she sat every evening and “sassed” her father and
big brother. Nobody ever thought of that chair
without Jo in it, and now — oh, the desolate days,
the lonely, grief-burdened nights that were in store
for them, should his sister indeed be lost to them
forever! He pressed his fingers upon his eyes to
shut out the horrible. picture. The next moment
faith reasserted itself; he called himself.a fool for
thinking Jo would not be found.

‘““Go on, Luke,” he said; “I ware that worrit I
did n’t know what I ware a-sayin’. You-uns go on
ez spry ez ye ever kivered groun’ in yer life, an’ gin
the alarm. Wake up the Holler—half of it air
asleep by sundown, an’ t’ other half noddin’. Stop
at Parson Tate’s ez ye go by —hit’s the first place
—an’ start him over to tell dad. He’ll break it
more like somethin’ than t’ others. Then holler it
out ez ye go, ye knows how, an’ the Holler folks ’Il
understand. They-uns knows what it air ter be lost
on Middle Ridge. Run on; I air not goin’ ter
leave this here mount’n till Jo leaves it. Go on,
boy!” The command was almost a threat, and Luke
sped off at once, disappearing almost immediately in
the gloom of the forest and the descending night.



TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW. 43

Down, down the rocky Ridge path, over brush
and brier and slippery stones he hurried, calling as
he went that cry which always awakens a dreadful
fear in the breast of the mountaineer, who under-
stands all too well what it means to wander unguided
and alone among those barren, snowcapped heights.
That cry which awakens, as nothing can beside, his
keenest interest, and enlists his broadest sympathy:

“Lost! Lost! Lost!”

Old men heard it and left their chimney corners
to reach for the rifles above the kitchen doors. Old
women heard it and left their griddles to blow a
blast upon the horn that would announce the danger
to the next listener. Children heard it, and forgot
their supper smoking on their plates, to crowd
about the doors with white faces, wondering about
the child who was lost. Young maidens and young
men, forgetting sex in sweet humanity, went forth
together, one heart, one purpose, to rescue the
perishing.

“Lost! Lost! Lost!”

Kit heard the cry as the young courier sped on;
fainter and fainter it came to him, until at last he
failed to hear it at all. Then he knew Luke was

telling the story at the cabins as he passed along.



44. TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW.

He could almost, he fancied, tell the very moment
when he stopped at such or such a door. But he
was not idle meanwhile; afraid to wander far from
the spot lest he should be going farther from his
sister, he spent the time in creeping in among the
shadowy crevices, both of crag and brush, and
searching as best he could in the darkness that was
fast settling upon the Ridge.

More than once he called, thinking she might
have fallen asleep.

«tol Ojo Jolair aysounslecper,4chemtold
himself. “I hev’ knowed dad ter sprinkle water
out o’ the gourd into her face mornin’s. An’ she
must ’a’ been mighty nigh fagged out with the tramp
up the Ridge. Jo! O Jo!”

But, if asleep, the slumber was too deep to be
broken by his call, and, heartsick and discouraged,
Kit sat down upon a rock and buried his face in
his hands. Lost! little Queenie; bright, peart,
‘sassy ” little Queenie. It could n’t be; she must
be at home, safe in the cabin in the Hollow. Sud-
denly he bounded to his feet; he had heard that
which told him emphatically and distinctly that she
was not at home in the Hollow. It was a horn,
a blast blown loud and clear three times —a pause,



TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW. 45

and then the triple blast again. Everybody in the
Hollow and along the mountain side knew that it
meant danger of some kind; and Kit knew the
response to the signal to be always immediate.
Indeed while he listened there was an answer;
another and another; then a shout, repeated and
multiplied; and far down the Hollow a torch
blazed out like a red meteor in the blackness of
the night. In a moment others were lighted, and
still others ; the entire valley was awake, the wilder-
ness ablaze with light.

‘““They hev’ heard the news,” said Kit, ‘an’ they
air formin’. I wonder ef dad knows— poor dad!”

He climbed upon the rocks, to the very tallest,
and hallooed until he was hoarse, although he knew
his voice was no more to that far-off band than the
echo of a little brook singing among its yellow
pebbles. Still he wanted to do something; he
must do something or his heart would burst.
When he listened again he knew the procession
was making the ascent of the Ridge, for the cries
came nearer and more distinct, and the horns were
awaking the echoes adown the steep bluff’s side.

Sweet sound, aye, music sweet as heaven’s to his
ears! Then there came another sound — a nearer,



46 TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW.

clearer sound—a sound that sent the life-blood
freezing to his heart, so full was it of horrible,
fiendish suggestions. He scrambled down from
the rocks to which he had climbed and stationed
himself in the leaves; he could feel them in the
darkness, crisp and crackling beneath his feet, the
very bed of leaves in which he had placed his
sister. Somehow he felt, he could not have told
why, nearer to her in that empty nest of brown
leaves, and his first thought when that hideous cry
rang out upon the night was one of protection to Jo.

“Ef it hev’ come fur her, mebbe it’ll take me
instead,” he told himself, and not once did the
brave heart falter. ‘An’ ef it hev’ already tuk her,
I’d ruther it tuk me ez ter not.”

He had heard the cry of a panther in a laurel
brake near by.

Gabe Brady had kindled a lively fire in the big
old fireplace.

“So’s ter hev’ it homeful an’ chairful ’g’inst the
little gal gits back,” he said as he drew up the big
wooden rocker before the blaze and sat watching
the sparks crackling about the red cedar with a
saucy jubilance which served partly to amuse and
partly to irritate him.



TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW. 47

Gabe never felt quite comfortable when Jo was
gone “on one o’ them wil’ tromps after Kit.”
And to-night, somehow, the saucy sparks seemed
to be twitting him with her absence.

“Humph!” he said, “ye appears ter be sorter
spiteful like ter-night, ye sholy do; air it because
the little gal ain’t here? She’s a-comin’, lemme tell
ye. An’ she hev’ got two eyes in that sassy head
o’ her’n as’Il lay the best 0’ you-uns, ye imperdent
sparkers ye, cla’r back inter the shade.”

Still, for all his gay banter, Brady felt a trifle
uneasy. He pushed his chair back and began to
busy himself about the more stirring matters of
the household ; first he swung a black kettle to the
iron hook suspended in the big black fireplace, and
put some potatoes to roast, with their jackets on,
in the hot ashes. Then he opened the door and
looked out. The Hollow was shrouded in a dead-
white mist. The sun had already set and a brisk,
sharp breeze stirred the brown boughs of the oak
and moaned in the melancholy pine trees. Gabe
was restless.

“Hit air lonesome, shore now,” he declared.
“ An’ the wind do blow pitiful. I wish the little
gal wuz in; I certainly do.”



48 TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW.

He went back to the fire and threw on another
log. Then he noticed that the kettle had begun
to hum. He. listened a moment, then impulsively
reached his hand and, lifting the pot from the hook,
set it back upon the hearth.

‘‘ Ef ye can’t sing no more chairfuller ’an that, ye
kin take a back seat,” he said. “I reck’n I knows
the little gal ain’t come, ’thout you-uns tellin’ me.”

Again he went to the door and looked out,
instantly closed it and returned to the fire. His
pipe lay on the shelf above the fireplace ; he took
it up mechanically, tapped it upon the jamb of the
chimney, and watched, without seeing, the white
ashes and half-burned tobacco drop upon the
hearth. Then suddenly he remembered that it
was Jo: who always “tapped out the ashes,” and
Jo who always “crammed in the fixin’s” when he
wished to smoke. He replaced the pipe upon the
shelf quickly as if it had unexpectedly stung him.
As he did so the blaze from the great back log
suddenly shot out its red tongue and, with a jubi-
lant roar, licked the black back of the chimney
with a kind of fiendish affection that made Brady
almost forget his uneasiness in his ‘:ritation.

‘An’ what air you-uns a-jubileein’ about?” ie



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demanded. “I declare ter goodness a man hev’
got no say-so in his own house these days.”

The next moment he laughed; the absurdity of
the thing struck him, and he knew it was his own
warped fancy and uneasy mind had given tongue to
the inanimate objects about him.

“Everthing hev’ gone crookety ter-night,” he
said, ‘all on account of the little sass-box not bein’
here. I’m mightily afeared I ought not to ’a’ let
her go. Waal, ef she ain’t here at home in a
mighty, wzghty short time, I’ll go arter her.”

‘“Go-ho-ho-ho!” roared the blaze, and Gabe
stepped back in frightened astonishment.

“ Ye need n’t be jubileein’ ’bout’n it, Mr. Blaze,”
he said.

‘‘She’d laugh peart’r ’n ye kin ter see her foolish

ole dad a-traipsin’ arter her.”

‘“Go-oh-oh-oh!” It was the wind at the
window.
‘“T’low I knows when ter go,” said Gabe. “It

do appear ez ef ever’thing wuz sot on advisin’ ter-
night, ez ef some’n’ wuz ter pay sho enough.”

Gol”

A saucy spark snapped the command in his very
face.



50 TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW.

“One more tellin’, an’ I will,” said Gabe. The
stout heart of the man was weakening in the
solicitude of the father, though he called himself
“a fool,” “a born’d idjit,” and drew up the old rock-
ing-chair again, threw himself into it, and, rocking
slowly to and fro, listened eagerly and restlessly for
the sound of the merry clatter that always preceded
Jo’s coming. But he could hear nothing save the
rough rockers crossing the uneven boards.

“Go, G-a-b-e! Go, G-a—b-e!” With a quick
emphatic jerk the sound of the rocking took form
into words.

At that moment a rifle shot, another, and, with
instantaneous rapidity, another rang out in sharp
succession. He listened but an instant.

“Tost! Lost! Lost!”

The old, terrible cry that meant a face missing
at some humble fireside.

Gabe sprang to his feet and jerked his rifle from
the rack above the cabin door, lifted the latch, and
stood face to face with Parson Tate.

For a moment neither spoke ; each throat refused
utterance to the terrible truth that lay heavy on
each heart.

At length the preacher, for years the adviser and



TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW. 51

a kind of oracle to the humble people of the Hol-
low, lifted his left hand and laid it upon Brady's
shoulder. In his right he carried a torch, and a
hunter’s horn hung from his neck.

“ My brother,” he said, “ the ways o’ the Almighty
air past findin’ out, but his arm air strong ter deliver
sech ez put their trust in him.”

Brady staggered and leaned against the door ;
for a moment his limbs refused to bear his weight.

“By that word ye air meaning ter tell me ez it be
my own little gal ez be lost, Parson Tate, air ye?”
he asked.

A deep groan was the only answer, and Gabe
strode out into the night, where the neighbors, with
the quick sympathy that is characteristic of the
mountain people, had congregated to join in a
search for the lost child.

Parson Tate acted as director, and ordered each
man to provide himself with a torch; when this had
been done he led the procession toward the Ridge,
rising, a gaunt and forbidding barrier, on the east
boundary of Dark Hollow.

Men, women, and children, calling, shouting, fir-
ing of guns, and waving of torches, they scattered
and spread in small squads over the Ridge. At



52 TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW.

midnight Parson Tate blew a loud blast upon the
hunter’s horn hung about his neck and summoned
the unsuccessful searchers again at the foot of the
Ridge. Doubt was distinct on every face lit up by
the blazing torches that turned away from the tear-
less grief of the stricken father.

“Go home, Gabe; ye air all onfitten ter be out’n
the night, an’ we-uns kin do all ther’’s to do. Go
home, Gabe.”

A friendly neighbor tendered the advice. Gabe
slowly shook his head.

‘An’ leave the b’ars, an’ painters, an’ wil’ var-
mints to eat my little gal?” he asked.

“The light ll skeer the wil’ things off,” said one
of the men. ‘ You-uns better go home an’ rest
afore the fire.” Dee

“Tain’t honin’ fur rest an’ sech,” said Gabe,
“whilst my ‘ttle gal air mebbe freezin’, /reeztn'/
O Lord! ter think o’ my poor little gal a-freezin’
on the mount’n.” And the poor man dropped his
face in his hands and wept.

He no longer resisted when one of the neighbors
gently but firmly put his arm in his and led him
away to the lonely cabin in the Hollow. Mean.
while the search went on.



TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW. 53

Parson Tate formed the people in a line leading
up the Ridge; a man stood at the foot ; twenty yards
further up another was stationed, then, another and
another, each twenty yards apart, until the last
man stood at the top of the Ridge.

At a given signal, passed from lip to lip, the
column moved slowly southward, each head bowed,
each torch ablaze, thrust now and then into suspi-
cious-looking hollows. Scarcely a word was spoken
as the melancholy march went on, until at last a
dull-gray line stretched across the eastern horizon.
The gray line grew to a silver shimmer; a mantle
spread across the heavens that were alive with the
new day. The torches were extinguished and
the sun rose to light the tireless watchers across
the mountain. Two hours more of daylight passed
and yet no trace of the lost child. The stoutest
heart among them grew hopeless; rough hands
were continually brushing off the tears that rolled
down rougher cheeks. The word passed up the
column to turn, and sadly the sympathetic hearts
obeyed, slowly retracing their steps over the lonely
Ridge.

The saddest among them all was Kit ; he had
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54 TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW.

others. Six o’clock found him again at the spot
where he had left Jo to watch the birdtrap; there
was the nest of brown leaves as he had fashioned
it— the empty nest; he thrust the leaves aside with
his foot as if he half-hoped to find beneath them Jo.’

“°T ain’t no use, nohow,” he said to himself. “I’ve
s'arched ther’ fifty times an’ better.”

Nevertheless she stooped and peered carefully
into the farthest recesses of the alcove. Nothing
but emptiness; he expected it, yet he was disap-
pointed. He was about to turn away in despair
when a brown object appeared, emerging from be-
hind the standing flat rock. Kit grasped his rifle,
that he still carried, but dropped it as a saucy voice,
that he knew could belong to no human being liy-
ing except Jo, called to him: —

‘Did you-uns shoot a b’ar, Kit ?”

As calm and as unconcerned as if Kit had just
returned from yesterday's hunt. The boy was
startled almost out of his senses; he believed
for a moment that it was Jo’s spirit, and his first
impulse was to run away from it.

Instead, however, of doing that he put his hands
to his lips, making a kind of trumpet, and called
loudly, ‘Come here!” A man at the foot of the









































































































GABE BRADY ADVANCED TO MEET THEM.







TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW. 57

advancing column of searchers heard the boy’s cry
and repeated it instantly and loudly, ‘Come here!”
It passed to the next man.and the next, “Come
here!” ‘“‘Come here!” “Come here!” It was
little more than an echo when it reached the last
man, and. the entire column, man by man, as he
sent his command to the next one, hurried down to
the cave’s mouth where Jo sat laughing at their
wonder, and demanding, ‘‘ Wher’ air dad?”

* They bore‘her home on their shoulders amid the
noise of guns and shouting and rejoicing. She was
a kind of hero that day, and she laughed and buried
her fingers in Parson Tate’s woolly hair as she sat
upon the old man’s shoulder.

The procession halted at the threshold of the
cabin in the Hollow. The door opened and Gabe
Brady advanced to meet them. Parson Tate
stepped forward’ and lifted his burden from his
shoulders.

“My brother, the Lord air merciful an’ full o’
tender compassion. The lost air found.” And he
placed Jo in Gabe’s outstretched arms.

Where had she been? She could not tell it all,
for laughing.

“Fur away some’r’s,” she said; ‘‘ mighty fur, wher’



58 TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW.

it wuz all warm an’ sunshiny, an’ the birds talked
like folkses, an’ the flowers talked out loud.”

All winter, indeed, Jo delighted to tell of that
wonderful night on Middle Ridge. Every evening
in the little chair by the chimney corner she would
repeat the story of that strange land which she had
visited. And at the close of each recital, for
neither Gabe nor Kit ever wearied of the story,
Brady would declare : —

“’T ware a mighty big dream o’ your’n, ez ye
dreamt in that ther’ cave, Queenie. A sholy
mighty big dream.”

And Jo would chuckle and show her white, kit-
tenlike teeth as she glanced roguishly at Kit across
the hearth.

“Didn't no painter eat me, nuther; now, did it,
ioe

“But,” said Brady, ‘it sholy ware a oncommon
big dream.”



AN UNCONSCIOUS HERO.

BY

M. A. C. WILLARD.







AN UNCONSCIOUS HERO.

Now Ik, here you are again, working for us
when you ought to be attending to your own
place,” remonstrated Mrs. Harold.

Ik, startled, scrambled up from his kneeling pos-
ture, jerking his excuse for a hat from his kinky
head, and stood before his former mistress with a
countenance indicative of having been caught in the
midst of unworthy deeds, a quaint, shabby, ungainly
figure in garments that defy my feeble descriptive
powers, an unmistakable son of darkest Africa, of
uncertain age and indescribable personality.

‘““Ef you please, Mis’ Mary,” said he with look
and tone expressive of profound apology, “I was
jest a-weedin’ Miss Nell’s pansy blossoms. Dey’s
choked up wid de grass, dey is, and needs ’tention
mighty bad, dey does.”

“So they do, Ik. And so does everything else
about the place. However,” she added with a sigh,
“unless I manage better in the future than I have

in the past, I will soon have no claim upon it.”
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62 AN UNCONSCIOUS HERO,

‘“Whot dat you sayin’, Mis’ Mary?” asked Ik,
lifting his head quickly. ‘“Ain’t gwine to sell de
ole place, is you, mist’ess?”

“Sell it, Ik! Don’t you remember Mr. Grimsby’s
mortgage?”

‘‘T ’members it, mist’ess, well enough,” responded
Ik with deep dejection, dropping his head again and
moving uneasily from one foot to the other, ‘but I
tought dat bus’ness done been ’ranged long o’
Mars’ Philip an’ Mars’ Grimsby.”

“So it was for a time, Ik, but another payment —
the last payment — will be due on the last day of
this month, and unless I can meet that payment
promptly, Mr. Grimsby declares the old place
must go.”

‘““Can’t Mars’ Phil?” began Ik anxiously.

“No,” said Mrs. Harold. ‘ He has done all that
he could as a lawyer and as a friend for us, and he
can do no more. He is a poor man himself, and
he has a large family of his own. Five hundred
dollars is not easy to get these days, Ik,” with a
faint smile.

Ik looked up quickly again.

“Five hundred dollars, Mis’ Mary ?”

“Yes, Ik, five hundred dollars. And if I could



AN UNCONSCIOUS HERO. 63

pay it the old place would be my own again, and
with a little help I could soon have it in good
condition and be comfortable once more, Ik, and
put Miss Nell at school and be able to help
you and Martha along. You have done so much
for us!”

“Five hundred dollars!” repeated Ik again
thoughtfully, anxiously. Then witha quaver in his
humble tones: “As to me an’ Marthy, mist’ess,
whot’s me an’ Marthy done for you? Whar’d we
be only fer you and my marster dat’s dead? Didn't
he give us dat place of our ’n and sot us bofe free
long ’fore freedom come and kered for us an’
helped us long as he lived? Mist’ess, you done
forgot all dat.”

‘No, Ik, and I have n’t forgotten all your faithful
service to your master, and to me since your master
died, and I am not likely to forget. You deserve a
great deal more than you ever have received or ever
will receive.”

Ik shook his head, drew his hand across his eyes,
and opened his lips twice in unavailing effort to
articulate some sort of protest.

“ Well, well, Ik,” said Mrs. Harold gently, ‘“ per-
haps things will come out all right somehow,



64 AN UNCCNSCIOUS HERO,

We'll try to make the best of them in any case.
How is Martha to-day?”

“Fa’rly, mist’ess, fa'rly. Dat ile you sont her
holped her rheum’tism might’ly.”

“Tam glad to hear it, Ik. 1’ll go down to see her
in the morning; I sent Nell down to-day.”

“T’ank you, mist’ess ; I lef? Miss Nell dar when I
come up here dis arternoon. Is you gwine to de
sto’, Mis’ Mary? Let me go fer you ?”

“No,” said Mrs. Harold, moving away down
the garden path, “I am going to see Lawyer
Graves. See that Miss Nell comes home before
dark, Ik.”

She walked slowly on and Ike stood still and
stared after her thoughtfully but vaguely.

“Five hundred dollars!” muttered he. “ An’
she’s got to hab it by de las’ of dis mont’, and dis
is de middle! Five hundred dollars! An’ to tink
I ’members de time when marster tought nothin’ o’
spendin’ five thousan’ dollars, and when dat same
ole Grimsby’d a-been in de po’ house, long o’ his
kin’, ef it had n’t a-been fer my marster, an’ now he
trying to take de roof from over my mist’ess’ head.
Him dat ain’t no better’n de dus’ under her foots!”
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AN UNCONSCIOUS HERO. 65

unnecessarily savage onslaught upon the fresh
green grass among Nell’s pansy blossoms.

‘Ef you please, Mars’ Phil!”

“Well, Isaac,” said Lawyer Graves, turning from
his desk and looking kindly and inquiringly at his
sable visitor who stood hesitatingly half in and half
out of the office door, ‘come in. What can I do
for you? A message from Mrs. Harold?”

“No, sah,” said Ik, approaching to within a few
yards of the lawyer and pausing abruptly, shifting
from his right foot to his left as he stood, and twist-
ing his old hat unmercifully with his two coal-black,
nervous hands. ‘“I’s come on a little bus’ness 0’
my own dis mornin’, sah.”

‘Business of your own, eh, Ik? Well, out with
it, old man. Let us hear what it is.”

‘Ef you please, Mars’ Phil,” said Ik, hesitating
and doubtful, “T—I’s sole my place, sah!”

“Sold your place!” exclaimed the lawyer, aston-
ished. ‘Why, Isaac, what possessed you? Mr.
Harvey told me two months ago that you refused a
good offer from him !”

‘“So I did, Mars’ Phil, so I did, sah! but — but —

I’s sole it to him now. ‘You see, Mars’ Phil, it was



66 AN UNCONSCIOUS HERO.

jinin’ o’ dat fiel’ o’ his’n an’ he wanted it mighty
bad,” added Ik apologetically.

‘“T see, Ik. But what do you want todo? What
do you want me to do for you? You are not going
to leave the country, I hope?”

‘No, sah, I ain’t no sech notion as dat. You
see, Mars’ Phil, sah,” continued Ik, shifting uneasily
and staring down at the persecuted hat in his rest-
less hands, “I was kinder tired like, livin’ in one
place so long, an’ I ’cluded ’t would be de bes’ for
me an’ Marthy to live nigher de big house. Dere’s
a little bit of a shanty in de backyard by de
kitchen dat Mis’ Mary’ll let us have till, till
sumudder ’rangements kin be made, and we'll be
nigh enough to help Mist’ess and Miss Nell more
’n we does now, an’”

“Tk,” interrupted Lawyer Graves, “does Mrs.
Harold know you have sold your place?”

‘No, sah,” responded Ik with evident reluctance.

“It was a nice place, Isaac, and you were very
comfortably fixed. A very nice place.”

“So ’t was, Mars’ Phil. So ‘twas, sah!”
assented Ik eagerly. ‘Marster holped me ‘long
wid it, an’ holped me to pay fer de house, an’ —an’

a9

— but Mars’ Harvy wanted it powerful bad, an’” —



AN UNCONSCIOUS HERO. 67

“How much did he pay you for it, Ik?”

“Seven hundred an’ fifty dollars, Mars’ Phil;
more’n he offered me at fu’st. An’ so,” continued
Ik, still bent upon apologizing for the disposal of
his own lawful property, “I ’cluded to sell out and
live nigher de big house an’ keep Mis’ Mary
an’”

‘But, Isaac,” said Lawyer Graves, ‘‘ do you know
that within a week’s time, in all probability, Mis’
Mary will no longer have any claim upon the big
house? You ought to have consulted her before
you sold your place. You are better off to-day
than your old mistress, Isaac. I’ve worked hard
to set things straight, but I don’t see any help for
her. What are you going to do with your seven
hundred and fifty dollars, Ik? If’—he stopped
abruptly and looked hard at the shambling,
awkward, uneasy figure, looked so hard and search-
ingly that the anxious, wistful eyes fell beneath
his gaze.

“In a week’s time, did you say, Mars’ Phil,
sah ?”

“In less than a week’s time, Isaac, your old
mistress and her daughter will be houseless and

homeless, as far as I can see to the contrary.”



68 AN UNCONSCIOUS HERO.

‘Mars’ Phil,” stammered Ik hurriedly, still look-
ing down and crushing the shapeless mass in his
hands, “I done come here dis mornin’ to tell you—
to ax you—to— but I dunno how to go ’bout it.
Me’n Marthy wuz thinkin’, Mars’ Phil, couldn't
you — could n’t some white gem’man ” —

‘“Tsaac!” shouted Lawyer Graves, springing to
his feet, grasping Ik’s shoulder and shaking him
till his teeth chattered and his unfortunate rag of
a hat fell from his trembling hands. ‘What have
you done? What have you done ?”

‘Mars’ Phil!” uttered Ik in frightened tones,
shrinking from the lawyer’s grasp, ‘‘’deed, Mars’
Phil, I didn’t mean no harm. I didn’t mean my
mistress to know de money come fum me! She
tole me, you tole me, Mars’ Phil, sah, dat de money
could n’t be got nohow, an’ we could n’t b’ar, me an’
Marthy, to see de ole place go like dat, an’ so—
an’ so—O Mars’ Phil, sah, deed I didn’t mean
no harm!”

“Harm!” cried the lawyer with shining eyes
and unsteady lips, ‘Isaac! Isaac! You have done
what the noblest gentleman in the land might be
proud of having done, what not one ‘white gem’-
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AN UNCONSCIOUS HERO, 69

have sold the roof from over your head; you, in
your old age, have thrown yourself out of house
and home to— O Ik! Ik!”

“You'll do it then, Mars’ Phil!” cried Ik, eager
and excited, approaching the lawyer as he sank
back into his chair and touching his hand with the
tip of his black finger; “you'll save de ole place
an’ never let ’em know; min’ dat, Mars’ Phil! —
never let ’em know whar de money come f’um.”

“T’ll do it, Ik; who would n’t do it? But after
it’s done. Where’s your money, Isaac?”

‘Here, right here, Mars’ Phil!” and drawing an
old stocking from hidden depths somewhere about
his person, Ik emptied its contents into the lawyer's
hands.

‘“Tsaac! Isaac!” said Lawyer Graves, “ give that
stocking to me. I’ll keep it so long as there’s a
shred of it left, and who else will be able to show
a like souvenir? Who else will be able to tell
a story such as I can and will tell? There’s two
hundred and fifty dollars I’ll put down to your
credit till you call for it. That’s over and above
the five hundred, you know. There’s something
else written against your name in a mighty book,
Isaac — but I’m talking Greek to you! Go along



70 AN UNCONSCIOUS HERO,

and tell Mrs. Harold I must see her immediately
and that I have good news for her. But, no; send
Grimsby here; I'll settle with Grimsby first and
then I'll see her.”

And Ik, with beatified countenance, picked up
his disreputable headgear and shuffled off as fast
as his feet in their ragged coverings could carry
him.

“Tk! Ik!” cried Mrs. Harold in broken tones.
The shambling, awkward, ungainly figure stood
before her in her own room, nervously turning and
twisting that disgraceful hat, his manner the manner
of a culprit called to account for dire misdeeds.

‘Ef you please, Mis’ Mary, Mars’ Phil — he
promised not to tole you, he did,” muttered Ik in
the lowest depths of humiliation and confusion.

“O Isaac! Isaac! I don’t know what to do for
you, I don’t know what to say to you!” continued
Mrs. Harold. ‘ How dared you do such a thing?
How dared you think of it? But, O Ik! Ik! I’m
glad to know that there’s such a creature in the
world! You don’t know, you can’t know, what you
have saved us from, what you have done for us,
Isaac; but some day you shall have a home of



AN UNCONSCIOUS HERO. 71

your own again, you and Martha. And some day,
Ik, some day, when you meet your dead master
face to face in a better world” —

Ik lifted a suddenly glorified face. ‘ Dat’s
whot I’s hopin’ an’ tryin’ fer, mistress,” he whis-
pered under his breath, ‘‘ to meet my marster some
day in dat better world. ’T ain’t so fer away, Mis’
Mary, dat day, an’ when I meets ’em dar, Mars’
Guy, an’ my heabenly Marster, I wants to feel dat
I can look ’em bofe in de face widout fear an’
tremblin’. Dat’s whot I’s hopin’ an’ tryin’ fer,

)

mistress ;” and turning away he shambled softly
from the room and back to Nell’s flower-beds,
wholly unconscious of the heroism and self-sacri-
fice embodied in the deed he had done; mindful
only of, thankful only for, in the simple, humble,
unthinking ignorance of his untaught African soul,
the fact that the old home of his dead master was
safe once more in the possession of those who

loved and honored it for that dead master’s sake.







GRETCHEN.

BY
MARJORIE RICHARDSON.

73







GRETCHEN.

le was the second concert Gretchen Ritter had

ever attended. She was such a little girl, only
ten years old, and the grandfather was so poor. He
never had tickets given him, even though he helped
interpret Beethoven’s great symphonies and all the
other wonderful compositions to a large audience
every Wednesday evening.

It was not his fault. It would have been like a
beam of sunlight to him to have seen his darling’s
golden head and loving blue eyes among the audi-
ence when he took his place on the great stage and
looked down on the crowd of strange faces. But
what could he do? He was only an obscure violinist
and must not ask for favors, and, besides, Gretchen
was such a very little girl to sit alone among all
those people for a whole evening.

Gretchen agreed with him perfectly. She had a
very humble opinion of herself, but she could afford
to be humble, for had she not the grandfather to be
proud of? Had she not dreamed of the day, that

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76 GRETCHEN.

delightful day, when Mr. Arnold, the cross director,
should find out how much talent Herr Ritter really
had and should allow him to play one of his own
compositions to that expectant audience ?

Gretchen had firm faith in her grandfather’s music.
How she thrilled and wept while listening to some
of his dreamy andantes, and how her eyes danced
and her cheeks glowed while she kept time to the
bright little scherzos which sometimes, but not often,
found their way among his compositions! And she
could play them all herself, too. Ever since she
could remember she had shared the dear old violin
with him, and he had taught her his best, delighted
with the really extraordinary ability of the little maid,
whose small fingers seemed almost too tiny to fly
over the strings with such marvelous rapidity.

“She can blay the piece,” he often said to his
only friend and confidant, Fritz Liitzel, ‘she can
blay the piece so goot as I. She can blay the piece
better than I. Ah, wait, Fritz, wait till my Gretchen
grow up a woman, then we shall see what we shall
sees

Fritz thought he was quite right, only that a
mistake lay in waiting at all.

Why should not Gretchen astonish the world at



GRETCHEN. 77

once? Hehad heard many a young artist applauded
and praised who had not, he was sure, half the deli-
cacy of touch, half the power of expression which
his little friend possessed.

But the grandfather would not allow him even to
speak of it.

‘She is yet aso small madchen,” he would say
gently, “and she haf no miitter, only me, her poor
old grandfather, who can do nodings for her, nodings
but gif her his best teaching. Wait, Fritz, wait till
she grow a leetle older before we put her before the
peoples. Let her be a leetle girl for but a few more
- year.”

So Gretchen had waited and kept house in the
three little rooms over the bakery, and practised all
her odd moments, and once, once she had been to
a concert.

Fritz Liitzel, who played one of the French horns
in the orchestra, had hurt his hand, and being
granted a week’s holiday, he made use of his
liberty by taking Gretchen to one of the concerts.

Should she ever forget the great event — the lights,
the people, and, more absorbing still, the great,
beautiful music which seemed to fill her whole soul?

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78 GRETCHEN.

she was really to hear it again, and under what
circumstances !

Her dreams were to be realized, for the grand-
father was at length to be the soloist, and moreover
was to play one of his own compositions, ‘“ Der
Abschied.”

How such wonderful luck had come about,
Gretchen did not at first know. Herr Ritter
modestly attributed it to the sudden illness of Mr.
Gdllitz, the intended soloist, and the necessity for
filling his place at once.

But when Fritz came in later in the evening he
told Gretchen gleefully how the great musical critic,
Mr. Warren, had overheard Herr Ritter playing over
to himself one of the little andantes from his
‘‘ Abschied.” How he had been struck by his skill
and had spoken to Mr. Arnold of him, and begged,
or rather insisted, that he should be the soloist for
the next concert, filling the place of Mr. Gollitz and
playing that same little andante.

It was Mr. Warren’s last week in America, and as
for years the concerts had been under his supervision,
Mr. Arnold was naturally anxious to please his
patron, even to the extent of bringing the obscure old
Herr Ritter into prominence.



GRETCHEN. 79

So the matter had been arranged, and already the
programs were being printed with Herr Ritter’s
name as soloist in large letters at the end, and
‘Selections from ‘Der Abschied’ (first time)” in
small letters near the top.

Gretchen could hardly sleep that night for very
excitement. Already she imagined the wonder and
delight of the people at this new composer. The
questions which would be asked, of where he could
have remained hidden for so long; the increase of
engagements, and at last money enough to carry
them both, and Fritz Liitzel, back to the Father-
land, that sunny Fatherland, which Gretchen could
remember so faintly. Back to the grandfather's
land of music, and to the little cottage near the
great, bright city, where the first happy years of her
childhood had been passed. She talked about it
continually, and all day long after her modest house-
wifery was finished she would play parts of “ Der
Abschied ” over and over.

Sometimes with closed eyes she imagined herself
playing before crowded houses as the grandfather
would play; sometimes with her eyes fixed on the
little strip of blue sky visible from the tiny window
she would dream herself back in her own little room



80 GRETCHEN.

in the Weissbeide cottage. The crowning moment
came when Fritz told her he had obtained per-
mission for her to go to the concert and remain in
the anteroom, where she could hear the music per-
fectly. Then for a day, it is true, “ Der Abschied”
was neglected while Gretchen washed and mended
and made over her one best frock, and pressed out
the broad pieces of blue ribbon which were to deck
out her person a little for the great occasion.

For a time she was almost too happy, but at
length came a cloud, and a very serious one it was.

Two days before the concert a painful attack of
rheumatism came upon the grandfather. The poor
old fingers of his right hand were so knotted that
he could hardly hold the bow, and yet he must go
to rehearsals and try to be thankful that it was his
right instead of his left hand.

Gretchen bathed the poor fingers in warm lini-
ment each night, and talked bravely of how the
rheumatism sometimes departed as suddenly as it
came; but her heart grew heavier and heavier, and
Wednesday morning, the day of the concert, she
could hardly keep back her tears when the grand-
father entered the kitchen with a pale, anxious face.

‘‘Mein Gretchen,” he said in a low, trembling



GRETCHEN. SI

voice, “it has kom a leetle also to the other
hand.”

They both knew too well that this was his only
chance; that after Mr. Warren had gone away
Mr. Arnold would trouble himself no more about
the playing or composition of the old violinist.
But if he could only be heard once! Herr Ritter
was very modest, but he did have some hope that
if his “ Abschied” might be brought before the
public for even a single time, he might perhaps be
able to dispose of it; and now! If he could arrest
the rheumatism in his left hand for one day, just
for one day. He stayed in the house all that morn-
ing and afternoon, keeping the poor old hands as
warm as possible, while Gretchen cheered him as
best she could with her singing and hopeful words
of encouragement.

Seven o'clock came and with it Fritz Liitzel to
escort them to the hall.

To his great relief Herr Ritter found that the
rheumatism had gone from his left hand, and that
he could move his right with but little pain; so
Gretchen dressed herself with a light heart, hum-
ming little snatches from ‘Der Abschied”; and,
as a crowning adornment, she placed in Herr



Qo GRETCHEN.

Ritter’s coat a gay little scarlet boutonniére, for
which she had been saving up her odd pennies —
and you may be sure they were not many —for
the past two weeks. Then the three set out for
the hall together.

At first Gretchen was almost frightened by the
noise and confusion, and after Herr Ritter and Fritz
had left her to arrange their music and stands for
the evening, she sat ina corner of the anteroom
bewildered and wondering.

Everyone seemed to have so much to say, and
said it in such a loud tone and with so many ges-
tures, that it fairly made her head whirl, and she was
glad enough when a gentleman who did not seem
to have anything especial to do, and who was
wandering aimlessly about, came at length to her
corner and asked kindly if she were waiting for
anyone.

She replied in her pretty, broken English, and
then, as he continued to smile so pleasantly at her,
she ventured to explain why she was there.

“Ah,” said the gentleman thoughtfully, ‘so Herr
Ritter is your grandfather! Well, well, and are you
fond of music, too?”

Gretchen laughed softly, quite forgetting her



GRETCHEN. 83

timidity at this strange question. ‘“ Fond of it?”
she repeated; “if one came to me and should
promise to me all the fine, beautiful houses, all the
bright dresses — everything, if I give up the music,
I would say no; for noding could I give it up
except for the grandfader or Fritz, and they, they
know what it is to me, they would not ask it.
Why, see, then, mein Herr, I know each movement,
each note which my grandfader play to-night.

‘“T have play it often myself, and I know how
I felt when first I heard it, how I feel when now I
hear it. It is as if life were one beautiful dream,
and when the people hear it, ah, mein Herr, it will
not be hard for the grandfader to sell his music after
that !

‘Do you know, perhaps, how he looks, which he
is? There, coming here to us now with a red flower
on his coat, and that is Fritz behind with him, ader
— was tst denn ?”

She suddenly interrupted herself as they came
nearer and she caught sight of her grandfather's
white face.

In a moment she was at his side and had tenderly
lifted the poor trembling hands and looked earnestly
at them. She knew, alas! too well, what had



84 GRETCHEN.

happened. The sudden change from the warm
bandages in which they had been wrapped all day
to the cold air of the hall had brought on a worse
attack of rheumatism, and she knew that it would
now be impossible with his hands drawn as they
were to touch the violin.

She stood for an instant unable to speak, scarcely
understanding anything but her terrible disappoint-
ment. At last she became conscious of Mr. Arnold's
angry voice beside them.

“Confound it, Ritter!” he was saying harshly,
‘‘you ought to have let me known in the morning
that you would n’t be able to play. Anyone knows
that rheumatism isn’t the work of a minute, and
what am I going to do now, I should like to
know? All the people here and no one to play the
solos. Hang it, you’ll have to play, or leave the
place for good and all. Mr. Warren,” he said more
respectfully, turning to Gretchen’s friend, who stood
listening silently, “I am sure you agree with
ine:

Herr Ritter looked slowly about him, at the man-
ager’s angry face, at poor Fritz’s distressed one, and
at Gretchen’s bowed head, then wistfully at his own
swollen hands.



GRETCHEN. 85

‘‘T cannot blay,” he said; “1 cannot. Come,
Gretchen, we will go.”

But a sudden thought had come to her; a
thought that made her flush and tremble and
shrink for a moment, and then she hurried to
Mr. Warren’s side and looked up bravely into
his face.

“May I play ‘Der Abschied’ instead of my
grandfader?” she said. “I know it well and can
play it as goot as he. Will you let me try?”

For a moment there was silence in the little room.
They were 2!] too much astonished to speak. Then
as Mr. Warren did not answer, Fritz came eagerly
forward.

“Tt is true,” he said in a quick low voice; ‘she
can play it as well, perfectly as well, as Herr Ritter.
Will you let her try?

Mr. Warren looked about in troubled perplexity.
It was impossible to provide a soloist at a moment's
notice. But then Gretchen was so small and he
had never heard her play. Still Herr Ritter had
great talent; why might not his granddaughter have
inherited some of it? He glanced at Herr Ritter,
who stood looking at him with a gleam of hope in
his faded blue eyes as he waited breathlessly for



86 GRETCHEN.

the decision. He looked at Gretchen. Her face
was very pale but her eyes shone with a brave,
steady light, and her voice did not falter as she said
again: “May I try?”

The orchestra was in its place and the audience
was already growing impatient. It was a great risk,
but he decided to take it.

“Yes,” he answered slowly, “ you may play. Mr.
Arnold, you must go now and announce that a
change has been made in the program.”

Mr. Arnold, angry and bewildered, left the room,
and Fritz, after an encouraging pat on Gretchen's
shoulder, hurried away to take his place, leaving
Mr. Warren, Herr Ritter, and Gretchen alone.

‘Mein Herr,” said Herr Ritter tremulously, “ you
have done much for us. Do not be afraid for my
Gretchen. She can blay. You will see.”

And hedid see. When it came time for Gretchen
to take her place on the stage she turned to him, as
if understanding his fears, and said simply : —

‘Do not be afraid that I shall spoil your concert.
The people will like the grandfader’s music, and I
will do my best.”

Then with an unfaltering step she walked straight
on to the stage and took her place there alone,





















A TRUE LITTLE GERMAN MAIDEN STOOD BEFORE THEM.







GRETCHEN. 89

before all the people. There was a rustle through-
out the hall. Everyone was leaning eagerly forward
to catch sight of the little musician.

A true littke German maiden stood before them.
Her face was very white, but there was a trusting
look in the sweet blue eyes which gazed down at
_them appealingly as if asking for their approval.

There was a certain pathos, too, in the poor little
attempt which had evidently been made for a touch
of girlish finery. The snowy white ruffles in the
neck and sleeves of the carefully mended gown,
the fresh piece of blue ribbon at the throat, and the
little scarlet flower which at the last moment the
grandfather had pinned beside it.

When the first shock of meeting the glare of the
footlights and the gaze of the half-seen sea of human
faces had passed, Gretchen stood before her audi-
ence with full confidence in herself. She thought
only of the music she knew and loved so well and
of earning the grandfather’s applause at the end.
Clasping closely the violin, her dear old friend, she
raised it to her shoulder and began to play. The
color returned to her face at the first familiar strain,
and she was back again in the little kitchen. The
people, the musicians, the great hall, everything



90 GRETCHEN.

faded away from her, and it was not the soloist
playing for money or fame, but a true heart playing
for the happiness of those she loved and for all the
hopes of the future.

When the last soft note had died away, there came
at first that most flattering tribute which is accorded



only to a true musician — a perfect silence.

The people were accustomed to listening to fine
artists, but seldom had the old hall rung with such
applause as then greeted the little girl who looked
down at them with the happy dreams awakened by
* her music not yet gone from her eyes.

Suddenly she seemed to become aware that all
this commotion was forher. She smiled shyly down
at the friendly faces looking up at her, then hurried
across the stage to the anteroom door where Mr.
Warren was joining vigorously in the applause.

“Did you like it? Are you glad I tried? Will
the grandfader be able to sell the music now?”
she cried.

She never for a moment dreamed that the
audience’s approval was for her rendering, but
thought it was all for the beauty of ‘“ Der
Abschied.”

“IT say, Ritter,” said Mr. Arnold, drawing the



GRETCHEN. QI

grandfather aside, ‘that child of yours is a prodigy.
She'll make a great stir in the world, and the
younger she’s brought out the better. [Il tell you
what I'll do—I’ll give you a third of the profits,
and I'll take her for a tour through the United
States, stopping at all the largest cities”? —

“Mr. Arnold,” interrupted Mr. Warren’s quiet
voice, ‘“ you need trouble yourself no further. The
musical education of Herr Ritter’s granddaughter
will be my care for the future.”



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18027d479855f200e88b4690f4a5d337
271be6fb69006b77f577c947cc07c0bba8a8e539
'2011-09-20T04:25:15-04:00'
describe
'245' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAABT' 'sip-files00014.txt'
7c9f9a3ce13e5a1eaabaa2dbc0b7c270
22d0a36f7e8b1adca462f56a3a84752383c3a2b4
'2011-09-20T04:23:07-04:00'
describe
'8742' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAABU' 'sip-files00014thm.jpg'
c41927aa163cb14d3b329348921e1b3a
fb1727153dccea543cdd1a06c86d87e4accfafe0
'2011-09-20T04:23:28-04:00'
describe
'366370' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAABV' 'sip-files00015.jp2'
97d6d1c36beeb52593a6b8cf2a53d543
c9422ef73852187f24c0366e9e29e019444f14f4
'2011-09-20T04:24:48-04:00'
describe
'22860' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAABW' 'sip-files00015.jpg'
c946bb43e75930332c35071634cffa1e
00679607be8dad219b541247c1391dd9df0e7201
'2011-09-20T04:22:40-04:00'
describe
'1233' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAABX' 'sip-files00015.pro'
765012c1f41e85d52bb8407f753db458
57e95f5d4a2049aa9c77d08af571c8815f8c510c
'2011-09-20T04:23:08-04:00'
describe
'4308' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAABY' 'sip-files00015.QC.jpg'
7e9ac5960c55d8f557691d7a2241ad40
c781b59e4a4f524402f61f1480fe34f406a6f7af
'2011-09-20T04:23:51-04:00'
describe
'2939540' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAABZ' 'sip-files00015.tif'
31d345f6a4baa42f29aeba01bb88d1bd
2921bba9dea5417a570c719c4784c0c343922d10
'2011-09-20T04:22:44-04:00'
describe
'102' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACA' 'sip-files00015.txt'
cd10c8164341536383eac18a75d9d88e
1fa694221ed3a93ec960e71e76896d90ade0146f
'2011-09-20T04:23:56-04:00'
describe
'1214' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACB' 'sip-files00015thm.jpg'
ad4fdc0e5e461eabfeb4894b02e666ca
666215d35b685bfc1bb43307bc6be6f74ac1fcd2
'2011-09-20T04:22:50-04:00'
describe
'366295' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACC' 'sip-files00016.jp2'
c98cabed4d17f45ca03366e8bb77a38c
c0ef4d034e45268d6aa73cceb6a369b87499e5af
'2011-09-20T04:24:58-04:00'
describe
'19674' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACD' 'sip-files00016.jpg'
ed194700f1b72dd8c76b398d9be11792
879dc981216fd6d29bfe5984017d588d71add29f
describe
'1055' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACE' 'sip-files00016.pro'
f37577649097476d9c796347f99b241d
d8dbe0104259679c894fb037ceaecdcd6e358360
'2011-09-20T04:22:54-04:00'
describe
'4662' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACF' 'sip-files00016.QC.jpg'
2bfb351835222e60e926aa461eaa8aaa
28ae9b9d9fd72bf2694ea332e758991b68b56560
'2011-09-20T04:23:22-04:00'
describe
'2939692' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACG' 'sip-files00016.tif'
fcbbc44095988525be8671ed74c0fb56
e3e0a9102ded7f710beb349b8da18fdd7512b038
'2011-09-20T04:23:16-04:00'
describe
'90' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACH' 'sip-files00016.txt'
2a127eb5c4fe6078bf4f1b2f1c21ce7f
414b0978bd9bce3610c24c03d660efa0ec38c7c6
describe
'1368' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACI' 'sip-files00016thm.jpg'
7aed92e27928af65b4d557d06461a6fa
00e3f9cbc110856b21a3ec46c0ec05e59805629d
'2011-09-20T04:23:19-04:00'
describe
'360353' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACJ' 'sip-files00017.jp2'
57cfe5cc4e5480911c261d4a66354a10
db70a2a481381fc952223951c412f3f6392b33b0
'2011-09-20T04:25:23-04:00'
describe
'19848' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACK' 'sip-files00017.jpg'
5fcc922ded85e67654f321bbe4f25cc0
e2eb4ce005d4dacdaffb1c259d66df7cb3c6c344
'2011-09-20T04:24:25-04:00'
describe
'3675' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACL' 'sip-files00017.QC.jpg'
a40b24b27c8ed51e8f7a713ae98f344d
f6448cec28f3fca17d40e467ce3811be2524c2a0
'2011-09-20T04:22:56-04:00'
describe
'2889396' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACM' 'sip-files00017.tif'
88b53ce1a6318d5e2526f3f1ca0f3f00
6dffb5ba74071953867fd0e647a43d26cf8b2b16
'2011-09-20T04:22:53-04:00'
describe
'1060' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACN' 'sip-files00017thm.jpg'
ecffba2070fbabfdea257cf68d3801f6
652266e7088d300797008b8e0799a0cacfdc5a1b
'2011-09-20T04:25:06-04:00'
describe
'362414' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACO' 'sip-files00018.jp2'
062a88b3f9f43d084345485be877e2c0
f4f6b2431573b0bc276613d0c55ec8a1565ade42
describe
'96036' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACP' 'sip-files00018.jpg'
b282a81468ee62180bbd37e21d3e20fb
170c387db2e98d6e65225e5be58333014c552a40
'2011-09-20T04:23:06-04:00'
describe
'23563' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACQ' 'sip-files00018.pro'
9ffc786bab4b16d91e522f2039c06018
05f826a06e7cd7dafeb793e6c25da78e18c15c82
'2011-09-20T04:23:58-04:00'
describe
'31183' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACR' 'sip-files00018.QC.jpg'
abd3da4974f0ceb760eddd4fb4338c82
31f07299426a4e91129a39147c30f8c8e1955fc3
describe
'2908832' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACS' 'sip-files00018.tif'
f5e445411759d7645e04c14f1f9a8397
9274a832548c540c321bf792072c69addf639975
'2011-09-20T04:24:43-04:00'
describe
'950' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACT' 'sip-files00018.txt'
9c45fec32f2fc0e28b6c3a88efad0ae1
2b802b00242fe4c1828ff58027c673c869c7f4e5
describe
'8489' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACU' 'sip-files00018thm.jpg'
6309638ef62cc3bbdcb5f83308d91c5d
26a5bbf249dfa1b70d46b900b3f8f1bcf72f1401
'2011-09-20T04:24:51-04:00'
describe
'361392' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACV' 'sip-files00019.jp2'
a64757472e86047a8aa4d8eb46018444
1624e78f4120fce96e4a1136064e26a1ed0fd51d
'2011-09-20T04:24:27-04:00'
describe
'118939' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACW' 'sip-files00019.jpg'
f86013783a5a7391b17953c32c88c7cf
5726e5de4bb603418c94e0b15691e2b4ad29b4b1
'2011-09-20T04:23:35-04:00'
describe
'29942' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACX' 'sip-files00019.pro'
6cec5a11d3c9ab94a3105743cb10d6f2
a73427cb590a7b40a336645043bed9df159162a1
describe
'38919' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACY' 'sip-files00019.QC.jpg'
b9f2250be2cbf467743512c439be13a2
511c488bbeb52ed823a8777b2e649b4c78d8d000
'2011-09-20T04:22:35-04:00'
describe
'2900856' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAACZ' 'sip-files00019.tif'
31f310b5c586fcaccbbf7c6d6939c85f
e8162b53c66e30d74c300c8bc08f9219f10c22a5
'2011-09-20T04:24:06-04:00'
describe
'1182' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADA' 'sip-files00019.txt'
58437e175b6aa04c4102f9e3a58cae6a
152325fd9b005d201bd7486d4fa8b411ad9f5d84
'2011-09-20T04:22:31-04:00'
describe
'9838' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADB' 'sip-files00019thm.jpg'
0abbb730ba741d5f977b319eea29c0e9
7f75b6e91f80f550ba3cf55c400ea435fbd66eb1
'2011-09-20T04:25:22-04:00'
describe
'366631' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADC' 'sip-files00020.jp2'
37a0b76a493b36121f534c8599329da5
697475fe2c742e21879b500c81f70a113e4abeb6
'2011-09-20T04:25:37-04:00'
describe
'111406' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADD' 'sip-files00020.jpg'
2f2a362ef861b68344a5f6e85b42c4d8
3eb84ef2f2176af562251ca73a12819c69ea9652
'2011-09-20T04:24:29-04:00'
describe
'28941' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADE' 'sip-files00020.pro'
fb07df8475406b4adfe6f19fa5b1f466
4164d808d08aa105989cfb9c0ca98c1e68b13a4d
describe
'37343' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADF' 'sip-files00020.QC.jpg'
91333084e47082f08e6fa25276890234
a10eec86e8fd5a9d02bad573b246c0851a9bbab4
describe
'2942672' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADG' 'sip-files00020.tif'
3f3104d8de563ef7cad5dbcd3fc17a49
dc09f1bbee620e93c8d1197405e100881a773a3b
'2011-09-20T04:24:44-04:00'
describe
'1151' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADH' 'sip-files00020.txt'
3af96c8e77abf9a66526ddde68bdfa14
bfd92fc3c23a3d8d6c2260af2d7fe4ed6d1c2bd8
'2011-09-20T04:23:44-04:00'
describe
'9872' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADI' 'sip-files00020thm.jpg'
93ff0065a37cc5476c7a53273ee308da
7a74b1d62e3a106bb1627d4333c2a694f4773e81
'2011-09-20T04:24:41-04:00'
describe
'366639' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADJ' 'sip-files00021.jp2'
0337ccd2257bf254adb226086b68d9ca
51bcc3e81c739730a569175f3e027f4e4351d1d6
'2011-09-20T04:23:05-04:00'
describe
'119694' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADK' 'sip-files00021.jpg'
46c339c55c4cbeeb4777f324747c8d28
5313207cf7e49c8b307c26c433277c8c554b19bd
'2011-09-20T04:23:25-04:00'
describe
'31452' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADL' 'sip-files00021.pro'
3b0c17357caf45bade2a56ad9a5599a3
a241abfa94fd9da6d7631830506d199e073b4dee
'2011-09-20T04:22:38-04:00'
describe
'40366' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADM' 'sip-files00021.QC.jpg'
59f2ea03fd5d256fac7c10e73ba5fc5f
a4ecb15478c7af267ea8ba833e2fc78e79b9c166
'2011-09-20T04:25:07-04:00'
describe
'2942772' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADN' 'sip-files00021.tif'
f69aec510ec8acce39101e838efddf5b
7b84d664a5aa82b89bf31525c4ce36e3927aef52
'2011-09-20T04:23:01-04:00'
describe
'1235' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADO' 'sip-files00021.txt'
90d64b6cf8ace3f02b83088d44a59e94
a5952cd51ada021cd4e01f1e8e7ca9762819690a
'2011-09-20T04:23:48-04:00'
describe
'10069' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADP' 'sip-files00021thm.jpg'
d89ec525d8019606bd3b654f25995e9b
2a736d640e416e56f0648559aae23cc49ff90971
'2011-09-20T04:24:37-04:00'
describe
'366455' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADQ' 'sip-files00022.jp2'
93bbc27ae48bcfffd646c7bbab00f9c5
99b6c5a6551f83ffd1802a3679b76bae4b88bf7d
describe
'111601' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADR' 'sip-files00022.jpg'
bcf8be01f54a19c45b95f7c56075dd55
7a6aba15c3efdaceb15f4ff957fd5ae9d68d8c60
'2011-09-20T04:25:30-04:00'
describe
'29029' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADS' 'sip-files00022.pro'
b5e7627ef77ed615164bdd8b591d5a33
3d4237be1523b94d0ea3384649237d99fae33339
'2011-09-20T04:24:03-04:00'
describe
'36522' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADT' 'sip-files00022.QC.jpg'
275b7688724fdd2130cd702c64eda2ff
5228aa832b0554dfbc04576329779337093ca192
'2011-09-20T04:23:45-04:00'
describe
'2942716' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADU' 'sip-files00022.tif'
55bdff4edc25e5837fb93f80864bacca
4cf1148c8b2c39b3f03dd49149967a22588df5ca
'2011-09-20T04:24:35-04:00'
describe
'1152' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADV' 'sip-files00022.txt'
879c4e1a7337fecd8b07f1e902bffe92
ed8c4632385df5756764c6b9d0697a0486ff6870
describe
'9542' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADW' 'sip-files00022thm.jpg'
f41907b3a607b54b155c843b756b19ee
429a917029fe08988892396b034ee37244939c6f
'2011-09-20T04:24:57-04:00'
describe
'362338' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADX' 'sip-files00023.jp2'
5cc441f089661d0f2d2b587dec58b8dd
99ab9c4fb47f0eae336f1775db1bfb6f156ea7a6
describe
'115355' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADY' 'sip-files00023.jpg'
d71e4222cd8e9535bf58c1afdd49e6f3
2c8720bc061a2455c47fda939536f1ba6467d5e5
describe
'29279' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAADZ' 'sip-files00023.pro'
ae2bd55c1fb3e0fc17c477d33c31881a
1e6d26874bf924cf55911414c1a791884d3fac52
'2011-09-20T04:25:21-04:00'
describe
'38587' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAEA' 'sip-files00023.QC.jpg'
ce92d0cb5f256339c50c29404ae4812e
054fa82ce412547ff624de9e44d1c33cbb8fe8e6
'2011-09-20T04:25:29-04:00'
describe
'2909268' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAEB' 'sip-files00023.tif'
f36bd1ba8fc997100b8faf7339fe410f
5790d37203d4b7ccda3f1a08c7f2306763628ab9
describe
'1164' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAEC' 'sip-files00023.txt'
d18bdfdf2370aca7a277d6ce20ef29f3
f928e966b7852e518d855a4a13c2447fc6363ee2
'2011-09-20T04:22:28-04:00'
describe
'9931' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAED' 'sip-files00023thm.jpg'
1d96a25c924bd03e6fba74002c2789c3
6106ea2e0fcc35acf12d883487d8b67a24c29511
'2011-09-20T04:25:16-04:00'
describe
'358284' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAEE' 'sip-files00024.jp2'
4133fd0ce75d852dea36bed3379fc65a
31671a73ecd7267992f4e2170b9e4a2ebf34f201
'2011-09-20T04:24:10-04:00'
describe
'110433' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAEF' 'sip-files00024.jpg'
98e6c8f3483356c3f0c0952114306b86
f7d9de336232b4ccaf1a7303309b43e615b48e54
'2011-09-20T04:24:55-04:00'
describe
'27418' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAEG' 'sip-files00024.pro'
8837671c8bc0faa1b234ada9cde2f26c
e8c9b9a1efcadbf3479c4b665df7b507d097e27c
'2011-09-20T04:22:33-04:00'
describe
'36072' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAEH' 'sip-files00024.QC.jpg'
a5eb57154e97dbcabb3f2520a0a62fb1
ec32d5acc56baa22f7124f718ed2d20c0ba452e5
'2011-09-20T04:25:17-04:00'
describe
'2876048' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAEI' 'sip-files00024.tif'
ffd438e7deaa1e1dc7e471e7f1a7fd7d
a08ec1b17e938fb69ef4be94647ea94d2ef569df
describe
'1095' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAEJ' 'sip-files00024.txt'
6971a44fabf16a7cb087b5811b8661d4
93eaade20f4dad159b355e4dc4a8e6faf3656447
describe
'10224' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAEK' 'sip-files00024thm.jpg'
9dff3932bb6171d7506deed5ee1ac9d3
f86ee941aa3a84d2d1f42e4441940059c24fa86e
'2011-09-20T04:24:04-04:00'
describe
'350972' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAEL' 'sip-files00025.jp2'
c2c40bee5d93aa414a1c48ee7042c8b7
8d40aae5e964e6d233947245a2186d843c7f87d2
describe
'122908' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAEM' 'sip-files00025.jpg'
6c5f06960e519b9bdcf90c9e468a228a
fc0d3314ca74b08557501fb070db048a299e833b
describe
'29369' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAEN' 'sip-files00025.pro'
ebe897aa447db8283ba44d88f33eb7bd
826b73dbda8dc1c6d8c17fe47a16ae12acbff104
describe
'46081' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAEO' 'sip-files00025.QC.jpg'
e42e4b43a9b7db057d6d07267ffb4179
44e42db766bf54c48de3085dd8e1fb7694e89517
'2011-09-20T04:23:41-04:00'
describe
'2817640' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAEP' 'sip-files00025.tif'
fbc4922e7f7d032dd6ac3d48a6764c85
f2d692b3803286478e0b173ad59e0fd8555485c1
'2011-09-20T04:23:13-04:00'
describe
'1156' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAEQ' 'sip-files00025.txt'
858b731e606e51e4f5f5a38291984768
4b58733270e0274dd7b39768583f5ea864d87ace
'2011-09-20T04:22:42-04:00'
describe
'10942' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAER' 'sip-files00025thm.jpg'
846f00e5cb4b42f0011c988a323fc1c2
8b57ead585857885d6ab4999bcad7840e5354500
'2011-09-20T04:23:09-04:00'
describe
'357234' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAES' 'sip-files00026.jp2'
2ba30cff3993057d9321897beef46bf8
9505a2400601546a51af8370887990317561375a
'2011-09-20T04:24:40-04:00'
describe
'111356' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAET' 'sip-files00026.jpg'
3055deb216af655924f13d688bd1a4a6
7c8b3c478bdff58ed867398eb1772dbd55c378e1
'2011-09-20T04:22:43-04:00'
describe
'28104' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAEU' 'sip-files00026.pro'
5b58a01a834a828e4b236295c8cd69fe
79e2be3120749ea87050182429ab7757da6302b8
describe
'37129' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAEV' 'sip-files00026.QC.jpg'
96bc6d55f93252986558438c21405076
bf149b70c7c5a399da3e39982e9f8ba5957cc93b
describe
'2867724' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAEW' 'sip-files00026.tif'
c1a651b43819b0b2c9454906220ddb1b
eec7a3ac7651646782d80bec1fba2eef62edb957
'2011-09-20T04:23:40-04:00'
describe
'1129' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAEX' 'sip-files00026.txt'
3a7e490fedd0a80aaf0676d6137328a8
a0875a6618a28dd0a8ea40e614c4302daeecd780
'2011-09-20T04:24:54-04:00'
describe
'10232' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAEY' 'sip-files00026thm.jpg'
1e6b36bd26bdb9cb65c64bf3a1ad1b7d
bce02651fc58cca30be4dc28859b71ffc0300e9d
'2011-09-20T04:25:00-04:00'
describe
'360359' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAEZ' 'sip-files00027.jp2'
6da62d76029d802124e342c6fd0e202a
f9a74ac8add816d35479ff61908196b1a275e975
'2011-09-20T04:24:52-04:00'
describe
'118709' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFA' 'sip-files00027.jpg'
8cf35b620cca14c1ab6399a5e772c7e3
b328b9b4c2911166017488459a38e8d21f4b97bf
'2011-09-20T04:25:40-04:00'
describe
'28345' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFB' 'sip-files00027.pro'
5fc6dd24b480ee345b89621d1eac7782
43d503b6ca98a0067d6712c83e20ae465963374e
'2011-09-20T04:25:47-04:00'
describe
'39867' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFC' 'sip-files00027.QC.jpg'
7dbbbd9faea627e0d356c1b93b19712e
9b8a77bfd467ff391569f95b4fa3cc7b4ba4d4ea
'2011-09-20T04:23:18-04:00'
describe
'2892868' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFD' 'sip-files00027.tif'
8d3bb7e9333225333665a15c5b414632
c1a69c81306165a887d7e2776ee295fc9202b346
'2011-09-20T04:24:30-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFE' 'sip-files00027.txt'
e862a7a037a6650989643acb7eed14d4
4137982abbf5eb1197f98b8730fc09814a2c07d3
'2011-09-20T04:25:12-04:00'
describe
'10271' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFF' 'sip-files00027thm.jpg'
4a64cb58147d3ed90f29e7413f7a55b2
34083e84829f0672c6dcb85a78d69bbf010f5c43
describe
'351986' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFG' 'sip-files00028.jp2'
765c32a5017de9989bbd609a5c80cb53
fbf9c762ebb4f5350911d9bc38ba4e22a786ff1d
'2011-09-20T04:24:13-04:00'
describe
'117238' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFH' 'sip-files00028.jpg'
e897f5f15e3e052b54ee304e39333da2
9f6e913ac9f14ed47d5701657bd792bcbe6625b6
describe
'28722' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFI' 'sip-files00028.pro'
33723d123e0bc95972893588b6bf4360
1d9abc707e7ed7912100d09da4fadba645c2bc18
describe
'37279' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFJ' 'sip-files00028.QC.jpg'
afc20e179316680cf0fbaa10234a4ed2
6029102b229ce6523d61617b3d4c9530a854b674
'2011-09-20T04:22:36-04:00'
describe
'2825692' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFK' 'sip-files00028.tif'
e65a547b7a3c3d869ecc914729046b85
a3b373175c96b898d03a1f5b9309bccc93e4e939
'2011-09-20T04:23:36-04:00'
describe
'1148' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFL' 'sip-files00028.txt'
513d5cb6204e5ed44134076d15acc42b
306683408caa4c243eb61d66eab037c696bd1b82
'2011-09-20T04:23:03-04:00'
describe
'10261' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFM' 'sip-files00028thm.jpg'
76536a5743615b575329ff34297a4619
ec0cb55a29d03fdf7f4d4d2a5a4d800beba5ebd9
describe
'366588' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFN' 'sip-files00029.jp2'
36950920ca2846abf59400c83aa4fd5b
05b402c9164f14d72b42f183740287a7578ea2aa
describe
'106195' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFO' 'sip-files00029.jpg'
92aad12f21d5cfbfd18c6eac6dd20853
d9986d4d37487db0389355e1f870c2be57e2c1b5
'2011-09-20T04:23:02-04:00'
describe
'26941' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFP' 'sip-files00029.pro'
8b20c6decda9a89e82286033e7cfc533
afb6a26c1ff5642e4c4f08d621599bdb5122de29
'2011-09-20T04:24:39-04:00'
describe
'34789' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFQ' 'sip-files00029.QC.jpg'
b29815968fa94ac895319874481529a2
a8f0a75ea1c9a1c851003d2f8d3f593fb15d6ffa
'2011-09-20T04:24:28-04:00'
describe
'2942848' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFR' 'sip-files00029.tif'
71ca4fb89e437ec8c01ac7667877d3be
a4e5dd80e7c3a1436c8877f25db5236b8823221b
describe
'1066' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFS' 'sip-files00029.txt'
9f0d46bf20bb6d499e5e9ccb798e5bb3
7e3c80008baa752d16fa1d2f952fa8b3e9365789
'2011-09-20T04:24:16-04:00'
describe
'9402' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFT' 'sip-files00029thm.jpg'
01da83d72d23c173f07f8a63c4d115de
779fca49942b3a0815f6b7cbbc64696657663037
describe
'350984' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFU' 'sip-files00030.jp2'
b84a1c1a8b78cfca59951889914e42c0
f33036f32932e55974155fa71233d623cbbd6ae2
describe
'110749' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFV' 'sip-files00030.jpg'
2b4dd74a29253bc9c66ba8c3ec71ca5b
61c1ba469fc1facf6f93e9c2179d9ae924169f31
describe
'26693' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFW' 'sip-files00030.pro'
c1748e3c6de74185fa51c8140dd62d97
3f4d0e48ecb84b1d4252e602e6f8988cad74775b
'2011-09-20T04:23:00-04:00'
describe
'36187' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFX' 'sip-files00030.QC.jpg'
6a6df6e130ec73bed01f3e0a68038dfc
fa08b541cd51c779f4222436c5e627d653463cfb
'2011-09-20T04:22:59-04:00'
describe
'2817628' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFY' 'sip-files00030.tif'
66d8fd8b782429c4e958ad47c43dd3dc
e542e99f6b9eb058167117efd01a2660aebac597
describe
'1112' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAFZ' 'sip-files00030.txt'
9fa93c71e18938cab4bbbf80dc0b8a72
88a9fdaeee1435f8e8fd9534f7a424486fb94374
describe
'10378' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGA' 'sip-files00030thm.jpg'
047c468399e50733ffce32877f57d466
d8aa79030fbe6fdd1346fd43e67d3f8bd8b3bdd1
describe
'366632' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGB' 'sip-files00031.jp2'
04262a65ecc786fe79635020d120a2f1
cc1659efee5136944a9f50dc8261350f958b3ca6
describe
'120704' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGC' 'sip-files00031.jpg'
eb0184f9c414810f8abbeb68d09bdfeb
329339e359d0e2c1149d8c8c76eeb583d563298f
describe
'31118' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGD' 'sip-files00031.pro'
bd0b09292c602fedffaca1e0de1ee889
95e1185889cbb130715648c8da9ceecdcd905c89
describe
'39124' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGE' 'sip-files00031.QC.jpg'
9852607e76313847838476057aaf5892
919f45532f59841be2e2bb5b83d9750c596a6e3f
'2011-09-20T04:23:53-04:00'
describe
'2942664' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGF' 'sip-files00031.tif'
78f7ca6d88dd283578b9e014e8a5e842
0e24619c43e5475c7c68ec952f3400a4eaa9e985
'2011-09-20T04:24:08-04:00'
describe
'1228' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGG' 'sip-files00031.txt'
57931a1c1569692ba2500217fd35ff00
37b385d186ee0c8e7cf0e411f16b6fa132e0d684
'2011-09-20T04:23:49-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGH' 'sip-files00031thm.jpg'
4a651753bcbe9a19b60e9cc804312928
ee361b77708202f2c62e9535d8bd00abbab83d80
'2011-09-20T04:25:25-04:00'
describe
'354113' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGI' 'sip-files00032.jp2'
fbe0d023a99b681e5ff61e00130eabad
eff22ca13b189ed566e79381772a632454bc682c
describe
'104290' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGJ' 'sip-files00032.jpg'
7f4e198c114fbaee32b00fab30e4b942
0655f7e1c78283c90d9f409944efde3b0b865ac4
'2011-09-20T04:23:34-04:00'
describe
'25069' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGK' 'sip-files00032.pro'
a328ec0e50fbd54bdf25440b413a5562
3d9fb88b6537cf0331b5e085855ac30d76dbff8f
describe
'33806' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGL' 'sip-files00032.QC.jpg'
04cb97053c1a99f5ae9ccada39d4c31e
87af9e2f3aae38300b17a33922aec2136b6942d1
describe
'2842192' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGM' 'sip-files00032.tif'
61a9d45ef2922e212157ea12cb77cf8e
3b78cf8275aa77cfc7ee9731f4cafff4fce7dbb9
'2011-09-20T04:24:38-04:00'
describe
'1006' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGN' 'sip-files00032.txt'
7f4609e0656e40d86c5c8257a1882d6a
5a54d34f2137e27eff18136d1173391599339899
'2011-09-20T04:24:31-04:00'
describe
'9201' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGO' 'sip-files00032thm.jpg'
5023c9c239f42812650bcf7fc4f88535
da6ba20b9dcb5406e406cd1c1575b9688c38b2a8
describe
'366517' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGP' 'sip-files00033.jp2'
1dbf151cf9b315ee114305df5a59c812
4fa01be775fbec3bd218d09537b4709aa5fdffa4
'2011-09-20T04:22:47-04:00'
describe
'20044' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGQ' 'sip-files00033.jpg'
4c108252082cd80fd06c709db939faa9
9214365f663f557e1c1820cc70642aa893cad7e1
'2011-09-20T04:25:28-04:00'
describe
'3861' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGR' 'sip-files00033.QC.jpg'
17a830d60d1171577e43e54e441885f1
7ed72edebccabe28a649c2c02bbac9049e14d944
describe
'2939512' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGS' 'sip-files00033.tif'
34b13e111e2fb3bef93e22b545c75602
a2c4074a8ddb2b77f4ad7277ad3aa4622621bc74
describe
'1091' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGT' 'sip-files00033thm.jpg'
3d12a60538207311cf1c3b077c878759
5b1d908db4def14c6693936624e226efa9bc2885
'2011-09-20T04:24:24-04:00'
describe
'354061' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGU' 'sip-files00034.jp2'
ca3852596bea359e2764148582e021aa
6825f70f245ef682cf5a81e08e809344d268adda
describe
'25774' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGV' 'sip-files00034.jpg'
b9ecb269816694ceb5fbe2881c123ed7
770b0c835a33a922763dba266d7b42142e16abee
describe
'1515' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGW' 'sip-files00034.pro'
6a8b90f172fd2ce51642c785a1810eb2
73374b446c968ebd34b22e2a51bf58d959781807
describe
'6670' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGX' 'sip-files00034.QC.jpg'
1aa54e0918465e85e3e2200cc3d720b9
3d60615e46bb6c7a711ef07a76e84654e0a0bdaa
'2011-09-20T04:24:53-04:00'
describe
'2839728' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGY' 'sip-files00034.tif'
0c2afe3d3819c60a38be0b1f2ea50819
143f425777b5c99528adf580eae35253f00c4f5b
'2011-09-20T04:22:30-04:00'
describe
'111' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAGZ' 'sip-files00034.txt'
7597aa4882eebbf9d1a373ec1ab78355
6963cbaaf11b0f2ea7475fa7533a465a34d45dc1
'2011-09-20T04:23:59-04:00'
describe
'2095' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHA' 'sip-files00034thm.jpg'
852d89c7f022f55f979b95ee150e2133
dda09be5ce95706067f4d0a3a5c0feaa564f7668
'2011-09-20T04:24:42-04:00'
describe
'366471' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHB' 'sip-files00035.jp2'
586ce3e97471ba400d8cd5eae6ee900b
bc8e65e789069778ce10e9ea292e681334fa2e3e
'2011-09-20T04:22:25-04:00'
describe
'20677' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHC' 'sip-files00035.jpg'
3f0eaace37a08ae08a4dc9cb93499783
af0cfe3f32928a4934e6a3a693bbba573b8aa0dc
describe
'4263' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHD' 'sip-files00035.QC.jpg'
81da2396d0cb2a6f6cd7b31b46dcd41c
efbc4844d21cee19c1ef05cef199aa8da298bd89
'2011-09-20T04:23:54-04:00'
describe
'2939520' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHE' 'sip-files00035.tif'
64d19629468fe8608b9d31d5d7e5e9fb
d3af8917ce5320aac65ad5f9e9af206964c53315
describe
'1212' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHF' 'sip-files00035thm.jpg'
ba8277a07d19be915b54726a3966d17a
6a595432295be8c9c64d11b40c4b7df74328bd8b
'2011-09-20T04:24:11-04:00'
describe
'354030' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHG' 'sip-files00036.jp2'
050b7bce291bd43b636cc3202555265f
d9c71e2d08a37a1676c7302e264c621a31b3d924
'2011-09-20T04:24:59-04:00'
describe
'103596' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHH' 'sip-files00036.jpg'
c02e628f89f5e66ee0efbbf019fbfb68
6c98f1037ab631ef19db83487ef1b59e40e5be43
'2011-09-20T04:25:08-04:00'
describe
'23851' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHI' 'sip-files00036.pro'
3ab2d49aacd88688b5d6baebc8d7531f
c19ff642bc902e85585ddec09d3a6b6c728580e6
describe
'34459' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHJ' 'sip-files00036.QC.jpg'
921bf67b851636635b07a8187435063c
a0549c71cc3dce27a143bb5c880e5987c3138b32
'2011-09-20T04:23:23-04:00'
describe
'2841992' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHK' 'sip-files00036.tif'
4f9936d60aa96902db26e09073f5e871
e34e217fa4ae79b14fc367360d339ee61e41184e
describe
'984' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHL' 'sip-files00036.txt'
db029886a97a7b3f20a6e11bf293a6d0
04313bf4525651c24f6aa4936be15151266a8d16
describe
'9114' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHM' 'sip-files00036thm.jpg'
43fb63db07688e00c4b82ba4dca2d2a4
7623d817ab98d3fcdb77db53967d0c377694a0fa
describe
'366603' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHN' 'sip-files00037.jp2'
4e1b2f0bdc5f3259c1452173df2654fd
7191584c930861839f6fa263cb7c8880d7310cad
describe
'115971' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHO' 'sip-files00037.jpg'
f141fae00e8259bb7842be2623c4a4c7
3bb40db4b0b15371a4083f1fb170f43481933676
'2011-09-20T04:24:22-04:00'
describe
'30755' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHP' 'sip-files00037.pro'
dbc35f8ae06ab9a5e0fc4f44264bfa27
cef9915f20b06fe8abf4ca2256d85acd1774178c
'2011-09-20T04:22:48-04:00'
describe
'37991' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHQ' 'sip-files00037.QC.jpg'
a1bd8c538292b9c49062b01a8a76b310
e34b38c3151080b7b37dcb70834b90f0c99c0dff
'2011-09-20T04:22:39-04:00'
describe
'2943008' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHR' 'sip-files00037.tif'
cc8c7f0a16423230904fb609c6dab431
71ce626040d05b7a0f2a7b6e9d833d26a751ef1e
'2011-09-20T04:22:41-04:00'
describe
'1230' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHS' 'sip-files00037.txt'
edfb781994d798f2868f9083fd72d477
9c30cf11463b78979897f9a47ec5885343b69ba9
describe
'10129' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHT' 'sip-files00037thm.jpg'
3573a26dde09716b3213dd8daecf5305
4eae08975f9fd16ab2cc38c119401855a73e8db0
'2011-09-20T04:23:11-04:00'
describe
'365716' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHU' 'sip-files00038.jp2'
881c3ffa7b52365dfe36b68ab1becd04
471019c9c96bff09fef08b083040fed481c2c691
describe
'47286' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHV' 'sip-files00038.jpg'
d411c18c69828a24d2c1a67d5182acf6
d906b9dc5e13e85e933f020b70ecb132cad6e619
describe
'12778' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHW' 'sip-files00038.QC.jpg'
804fcb35e70aed61c6c1202ae74a0f13
176bc3c8e22a8d3dbea6f1cca30b386c9018c527
describe
'2934696' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHX' 'sip-files00038.tif'
c4da0a69a4b34120fc3b0fa3f4f35fad
2f41f1062429e7efb2b1168eb4b9606dd141da23
describe
'3658' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHY' 'sip-files00038thm.jpg'
154c97c45cdd86b2ed60d9a3444a970d
f0c96a02b61b1725e7c0a7edc3af2850525083a9
describe
'366638' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAHZ' 'sip-files00040.jp2'
d168b197203344715fbc295950835e0f
0fdf07c19fce105bf072a3f375a7bc445a74b950
'2011-09-20T04:22:37-04:00'
describe
'110959' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAIA' 'sip-files00040.jpg'
f2c699531951cd422a7deda2d8f88096
68d7f61e344d2905f607604acbbe8e6445ee1720
describe
'28712' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAIB' 'sip-files00040.pro'
d3c5701e9b964764ab448fd2149c6319
1b12af3f138b446c727cd3fb707106bffe7ff97c
'2011-09-20T04:23:37-04:00'
describe
'37197' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAIC' 'sip-files00040.QC.jpg'
c9514c32e8643bb47e2b616798d79175
055dffc5aca06a0fc768441e66b6fe7e81042b43
describe
'2942756' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAID' 'sip-files00040.tif'
fe498a46ee7181e7325c2ab70b1c38c4
03b97b95960f47f233c19d5103dee744c6ebd05b
'2011-09-20T04:22:29-04:00'
describe
'1145' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAIE' 'sip-files00040.txt'
ee12de9c31a2f62d372a461cbdaa958b
4d5345a5c0cda85295b47242fbde01910f2513a2
describe
'9790' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAIF' 'sip-files00040thm.jpg'
1911ef0a0040cfebb2f6231c3db88769
1ac3db34f12ff07059172bcb1ef725399f418afb
describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAIG' 'sip-files00041.jp2'
839a091cb95228cb4fbbb654177c30c9
305b65edad5e68efdd6375d4389c68a7ea470ddc
describe
'114310' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAIH' 'sip-files00041.jpg'
d14c8b650175522f9aab4ffde297f0cb
9f08fd32e3b1cfe4ed43af13efa6d6d5ad735869
describe
'29693' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAII' 'sip-files00041.pro'
83ced727b596f00393eb10b090535f48
91f174a0fe12f13871f6c2a5b7320df840048786
describe
'37609' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAIJ' 'sip-files00041.QC.jpg'
1aa52a32669c387a1c7983c704f0c837
c15728f905836bbd3efe1ac57eb7af275c6ce08d
'2011-09-20T04:22:58-04:00'
describe
'2942696' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAIK' 'sip-files00041.tif'
0f7c39dd19f288c4b60be291dc797aa2
1ae79b1fea32f01c4417fab1874af2de07321af3
describe
'1190' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAIL' 'sip-files00041.txt'
3625a6eb089a760d0de9e99a89e29bb9
226c501df71924bd1a65c09ea3fc590c6c4827ac
'2011-09-20T04:24:14-04:00'
describe
'9881' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAIM' 'sip-files00041thm.jpg'
ac311863695bba3c5a8107e4f37318a4
1224f2d51034af29113094200bbe44846c6c2239
describe
'366629' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAIN' 'sip-files00042.jp2'
67c289276f9f9ef8f607f9414db9f7cf
0ba07bad0e3ce3703128b5cab77df753e548b160
'2011-09-20T04:23:43-04:00'
describe
'114128' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAIO' 'sip-files00042.jpg'
6a4662945026d4d4e97cea300a69cc24
5e3aa3473d613f79467088cf105ffe2f551a4578
describe
'29357' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAIP' 'sip-files00042.pro'
172257c8a91b32814217c8a6b1bc7f45
e33a4756474e3f10497e42e6b7f9ff9a250e9b21
describe
'36148' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAIQ' 'sip-files00042.QC.jpg'
afd5ea04d911c016f6f1ddbb4df4ed40
71baeb0dd75943de8ae7c780651e8300d877f22b
'2011-09-20T04:22:52-04:00'
describe
'2942468' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAIR' 'sip-files00042.tif'
f0e5ff1b4c8c14896ec88b253766f80d
1cf9d3e4ea04c43e4e03dc67c2f66c4aec1f173b
describe
'1203' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAIS' 'sip-files00042.txt'
a1cbabe24f8928d42e6cd0ea482cfafa
7256d4b85a7961116e3e9f040e8b02f004943408
describe
'9551' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAIT' 'sip-files00042thm.jpg'
520040e2f65b5fd59becfa51bd5dacc5
cb932d66feaa5b94a23d883582ec000af7235cc9
describe
'366358' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAIU' 'sip-files00043.jp2'
00c88ea0b5f4fe4deaa69b64235cd2ed
c04812d316cfb703a77d4168b9c92ea4362e0056
describe
'108241' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAIV' 'sip-files00043.jpg'
4c64f169e8fd137252018913117b668e
110b29b25bede17c8abc877ddf5a1742cc339dbf
describe
'28237' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAIW' 'sip-files00043.pro'
6d25b6cf63d1c73e2ccef859e08cfc11
bf63e7bbcb1d6ec62658e82b2cf1099a3af35160
describe
'33938' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAIX' 'sip-files00043.QC.jpg'
6fea54544eda749247a94eeef725b0c0
70369b8eee1075324834c20fc20cc314f6bc1771
describe
'2942632' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAIY' 'sip-files00043.tif'
af7d0212603dc3d124bdab646ef5f4e0
f0309804d5f57b00b56d0366b8617786a2dd861f
describe
'1123' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAIZ' 'sip-files00043.txt'
ec6e3377f6213d8ae44804a6b1f862a5
917a82a3cff1829f8c92bd5245a580a5f99c3de5
describe
'9502' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJA' 'sip-files00043thm.jpg'
9b427df296ca6c6565393858cf4f85db
242c7d86f2fcc10e9a7617f860bcdb8619b39299
describe
'366604' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJB' 'sip-files00044.jp2'
2f5eaf132a7d739fa00e067bd7f0807f
c0c0bb32a9c2b2131ca30023f5269cb91f052879
describe
'107518' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJC' 'sip-files00044.jpg'
27326ebd0045519e518931f8af7281c4
a17db1ad77326236ce22c2e855319fba7bb5ae4a
describe
'27612' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJD' 'sip-files00044.pro'
067d8772d9deb4c0f118b63b5e612933
fe620fe5063b2c8d3cb3cb9d4eb4a5e2374fc6af
'2011-09-20T04:24:19-04:00'
describe
'34259' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJE' 'sip-files00044.QC.jpg'
6a7cb9f62f516aee3393e33b416ff222
7aa6242d8eee659a3c6e0a2ef8008f45fb64ef23
describe
'2942724' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJF' 'sip-files00044.tif'
591e9a0393b4f0fcd2bd587a426e2ed9
7f2a982547d130909404aaf73e7c723a52a10bc9
describe
'1109' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJG' 'sip-files00044.txt'
fb491b63d83366c8ae8850798163e9c5
7b38a1b622461de97a930e28704a4447bf7a3d28
'2011-09-20T04:22:27-04:00'
describe
'9317' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJH' 'sip-files00044thm.jpg'
42a0c474b13a5814ad34c4ee57832998
1ee8d829b27f17b8e542b7794ddac4c1e2ea2f38
'2011-09-20T04:23:20-04:00'
describe
'366605' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJI' 'sip-files00045.jp2'
22b4120eeb9abf98b7bbd5adfe164960
f41613edcd2dd113098d1b9000c4edb552b0de4c
'2011-09-20T04:24:26-04:00'
describe
'110700' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJJ' 'sip-files00045.jpg'
49b29f597b55e86386c1f4e3bb46b231
0f245ebe91f9ce523bfa9168b377e4dbb46f308b
describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJK' 'sip-files00045.pro'
427ffedadbc2f5a8ecb305639ff62733
d218460236aa7a9e6d336305d9984071f378b24e
describe
'36958' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJL' 'sip-files00045.QC.jpg'
4be05d5ee0fd1943d4c469d2160942e8
9486a7b6cdd1db8038213023f9f7ad556f263e38
describe
'2942732' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJM' 'sip-files00045.tif'
8240affe6f8ed6d37e6c2e7b242fef28
12b37b79723fe3dfc5ede6e089842a538742d00e
'2011-09-20T04:24:23-04:00'
describe
'1144' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJN' 'sip-files00045.txt'
67855e2a9d0721bb9677c7e67a9b882c
825230e6bf10da8e61e61384c40e0c7ce2104137
'2011-09-20T04:23:17-04:00'
describe
'9969' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJO' 'sip-files00045thm.jpg'
033cbc173e899533ae5c3e088d47993d
537349644055f19025fc46fe0564d1d8ea0b231a
'2011-09-20T04:23:14-04:00'
describe
'366539' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJP' 'sip-files00046.jp2'
3221e7c0296c49027881e64fb57725ad
1cf61befc420692df31828c7367571ab02ba7ffc
describe
'109374' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJQ' 'sip-files00046.jpg'
ddcaa9b80e8e3936fce698bdf8da5d11
27693ea262dfca4e59cdfb60934ff4173b5940d0
describe
'28607' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJR' 'sip-files00046.pro'
6dcdda9b2334351428d75be2d3a2cf71
9db8cb98a9c8e69a1ccdf2220517fc5499924b8d
'2011-09-20T04:22:51-04:00'
describe
'34989' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJS' 'sip-files00046.QC.jpg'
7b5d6c977864048195619fd615a888cf
8ee7e5944dce25acbb3bf821b6a908aec6562429
describe
'2942512' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJT' 'sip-files00046.tif'
2180db74a539edd8084115df9b47ba01
13c293e7ae8767cb2dcdfe4aacde93da1f20b0c4
'2011-09-20T04:25:43-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJU' 'sip-files00046.txt'
9592a91cdfe4f3097705383f60980ea4
06b1e5628ebc29e948f940aea889977533cd9d7e
'2011-09-20T04:24:02-04:00'
describe
'9416' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJV' 'sip-files00046thm.jpg'
3a922e9bcc9a7084ab944ef482a35476
5046cb4d6d77d308d89d33f893c8e6c34dfc0a69
describe
'349290' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJW' 'sip-files00047.jp2'
964e1d15695229855fd89fc62684b812
7bb084aeb8a56306820471da341f85464492c006
describe
'112018' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJX' 'sip-files00047.jpg'
20b72fc0474a00d247bc688b25df7812
d51897234cb4db9c66b4af61fb19cac8f3a6fa69
describe
'27539' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJY' 'sip-files00047.pro'
083277f76d0433aa24206de7a56cf3c0
dc563f7ba33b2e0611dc9e6910996dbd2a82a8b8
describe
'38500' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAJZ' 'sip-files00047.QC.jpg'
3261327c5ec6627f12dc9c444fd9fa50
286b88d01b81c1741924986fe594109a54bcdb53
describe
'2804060' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKA' 'sip-files00047.tif'
29642b19517d7aca53e46a2717db66fe
bbc12bc31b815d7d7b89e31f4c3b4a03b89c7e4e
describe
'1099' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKB' 'sip-files00047.txt'
a17e619253666ba72c8e3e5c65eab722
e55f85d6c4a937a95cec950a4f52bf089b871ce0
'2011-09-20T04:24:18-04:00'
describe
'10420' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKC' 'sip-files00047thm.jpg'
2a6fb9b3027d725ed953bb3e9cfefc23
ee4175fe6bcdb11acabebdb0edd816561e355505
describe
'366615' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKD' 'sip-files00048.jp2'
bb8f044cf8f493af7a3669d8fe105bc0
2777eb7a868f5592b5475794b5355272cf092bc0
'2011-09-20T04:25:26-04:00'
describe
'121938' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKE' 'sip-files00048.jpg'
4d7ca71ae0fc9408de1f6663d564349f
39f2b8ced6a23047dc44ea4e7588fae0e915185a
'2011-09-20T04:25:19-04:00'
describe
'31012' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKF' 'sip-files00048.pro'
0791c739c93a633c9bdf5fcc57b659a7
9d60cf5634c60a7a16437b67e1e73d7724e13fec
describe
'39587' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKG' 'sip-files00048.QC.jpg'
57ae7b5cd72675b39895fcd1219a4477
7416dff761d7c5203d0a55b45eafe57b9e911cbd
describe
'2942712' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKH' 'sip-files00048.tif'
93866e1be8445a39ac303bdc07d4084e
f41fde1895c7991d1dd421c2db935374bd722ae0
describe
'1224' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKI' 'sip-files00048.txt'
d5e5c0f8d601248f2a080f0ddcf8cda6
181584072ce38bb0714f2658877092c7be9f4af2
describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKJ' 'sip-files00048thm.jpg'
d1782edd357562c92690c5fb46062350
1fb285af5196717a8711f48cf931dc8922444aff
describe
'366576' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKK' 'sip-files00049.jp2'
7d70a0984b97266f232023737f3f006d
db66180b2b29b9a17a3ea79fd2c41e2fd4b6c939
describe
'111000' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKL' 'sip-files00049.jpg'
24adf4612d8560ae41cac9c1229b0a77
44d59e7e24948ffa4d02234d36b19df094e359b2
describe
'28874' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKM' 'sip-files00049.pro'
b7bc498c296b2941819efdc9a7d7d13c
1e4bf005d9665a0777cf5e3702b3e8825947fb7f
describe
'35174' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKN' 'sip-files00049.QC.jpg'
1ab52f9bb164744fedcddb80c2331501
6fb91c235af47690f07ddff9a89ea308abca81af
'2011-09-20T04:25:14-04:00'
describe
'2942700' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKO' 'sip-files00049.tif'
4bd4f4c4447c6e8ef96c578ade865d4c
ba2f04cf450cffc827a585f8d80744b48ffe8597
'2011-09-20T04:24:45-04:00'
describe
'1150' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKP' 'sip-files00049.txt'
73235590079feca255db887065650a09
773212a3af67adf32566e0aaf42822c4ffa583ad
'2011-09-20T04:24:56-04:00'
describe
'9433' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKQ' 'sip-files00049thm.jpg'
0781df8124780393be69f163abb66d0b
c228172fbb532a37e3935e38b76ff0fd5c5def2f
describe
'352450' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKR' 'sip-files00050.jp2'
d7f3ee5d2efeabde41d5112d9022ef26
ba93a131fb4ea6eb04a604710f9663928e7b3d59
describe
'114967' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKS' 'sip-files00050.jpg'
1f41b3be61f69155e80f6fc035c6f147
960324703f6313f3d7a7e0c72fd51664e1b08a6a
describe
'29605' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKT' 'sip-files00050.pro'
b7092f4b634965e9c8a8b82116e1e633
3c2a4805caf5229337ddf0d7726d3238e3f50ca4
describe
'39030' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKU' 'sip-files00050.QC.jpg'
dbbc34497e1b2359f6ef454fd2b782db
c00df46770e615ab6b8336be8423e62eae6841ac
describe
'2829812' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKV' 'sip-files00050.tif'
b2d9379b8cb7e7e04b703ee96d25c0d7
6232ac48ba710fd9fa9e892914352e7197eda0b4
describe
'1181' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKW' 'sip-files00050.txt'
eb4a59d1d5713c25bc4a244cc6767d99
3248e87f6c93433254b8ab11cc98b9d809a85eaf
describe
'10295' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKX' 'sip-files00050thm.jpg'
2da2867936242eb82273954267ed7c52
edb75f7d81bfcedaba4ddf25f1a4bf9f378f0a7c
describe
'346469' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKY' 'sip-files00051.jp2'
6f6fed72af3f2576898f8ad05337d733
791a605697b33f8d55bb9cbd6d6bbe7250151322
'2011-09-20T04:25:03-04:00'
describe
'119492' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAKZ' 'sip-files00051.jpg'
5c503076ef45a39b4a799ac4c45d5e67
98b815cc03492243c045981dc07ce975889cc44a
describe
'29961' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALA' 'sip-files00051.pro'
666979b61167d5876c4f8674b6d6f71a
19cdc6b4dbce967d5ef4786bb50425d11f325430
describe
'37357' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALB' 'sip-files00051.QC.jpg'
dce228b8d95ad2c5b5073c1a867cebcb
a2c3bce22c8192c8c27de2c98cdd5dd0de21641f
describe
'2781312' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALC' 'sip-files00051.tif'
6cbda38060bbb27fde0db53c50a10df3
b2f5d1a1f651076fa1401a583ee9a5bbdad657d0
describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALD' 'sip-files00051.txt'
66fdefb08aa4b79ab2361875780dccf9
bf24b85582619b571364f35d3dd6e4b18aec8eb8
describe
'10641' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALE' 'sip-files00051thm.jpg'
9d06e0105975001df8d2b8c61698c2fc
d8d6a0f61f696a38c44c7b7d220ddd5536b3c922
'2011-09-20T04:25:39-04:00'
describe
'366617' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALF' 'sip-files00052.jp2'
69d2eac8a4a2f669e019f3e34e53fc93
a22d7eb608c7cf3b9322b260812f0409e0e004e9
'2011-09-20T04:24:15-04:00'
describe
'124194' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALG' 'sip-files00052.jpg'
4101f83fecb2e6d2c1e0fd42356bf3d5
9937f1248d63361cd9c6a675c387c1f60cda79b5
describe
'31993' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALH' 'sip-files00052.pro'
13688fe4cab7e3efeb2726e1d5b2f9b7
6c23bbf89facbd05de862a91dece3bc89c761a8e
describe
'40505' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALI' 'sip-files00052.QC.jpg'
29cf3709bb7fb37dfe5dead6fdaa9675
28ca5f0b785d543acc4060fc5670590a7ece98b6
describe
'2942792' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALJ' 'sip-files00052.tif'
da5c3a54a9acbce546f5007b57a0da25
3e8be5544d4898f952570f481f9f52e7baa15921
'2011-09-20T04:25:01-04:00'
describe
'1260' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALK' 'sip-files00052.txt'
2977e92ac29a515ffdbcbb9a8d0f5fde
2c43679b84ae507d56e76b6a36367866c5eb68b0
describe
'10569' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALL' 'sip-files00052thm.jpg'
6770eaa2f7cf42b9f372ee3aab2f9ce0
c052f39c6c1981478401824d506cb63045f4a962
describe
'366353' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALM' 'sip-files00053.jp2'
5691a1b053e961845f592fded9b6ce9e
ef23148b8557af9422dbaac83a0c9fb738994436
'2011-09-20T04:25:42-04:00'
describe
'109541' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALN' 'sip-files00053.jpg'
f443a58b91262d8c5b3374c3ef497a15
316f77c452c9d73a9b5db0073bd82702538244d6
describe
'28369' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALO' 'sip-files00053.pro'
efe91390f4a6725ecb2e486f4b0346cf
80bdaf16079b24cbc712c473ce222ac43d57cbc0
describe
'35392' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALP' 'sip-files00053.QC.jpg'
c7b7c57305a9e8f5c01358d630452330
37b23ed9348f3d20fedc619851cbc7c9cb739f9c
'2011-09-20T04:24:46-04:00'
describe
'2942544' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALQ' 'sip-files00053.tif'
41477eaab73cb57dc727912a7023e2f1
43a08aafeef1d2bc4b3d353d79d17ae1ab55647e
describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALR' 'sip-files00053.txt'
e20ffdaf701c6687987a4d1c27b41931
3b4b58444e5f0714cb9f4497ca57ada0791c7a29
describe
'9584' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALS' 'sip-files00053thm.jpg'
829f65c6b44362e310b629bf8c28c178
589770c4d59e22ef9ca3c322c043a8b79e191a26
describe
'366592' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALT' 'sip-files00054.jp2'
05e5cb2f5027caff84416fb8f28b1630
beb87daff96df817648704608327eb164d195722
describe
'112643' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALU' 'sip-files00054.jpg'
b71266f061a9b385c06e5327c114179b
691529ac24171fd20a44c4e541ac8fecabf1e624
describe
'30182' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALV' 'sip-files00054.pro'
c4aa85000a9edc229b10669f2cbd08cc
485d0d94d721fb5460837316760afb4843f3e70e
describe
'37146' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALW' 'sip-files00054.QC.jpg'
06250d968d2e05d8d65b28ad70e20c0d
620a083cda72274de1502265e7c8a89fd4df65f3
describe
'2942600' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALX' 'sip-files00054.tif'
72b5070d2075e91b2d1c029e2a0bd041
d7c1cea6ec335b6ed9814df5a28c564c42474a92
describe
'1200' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALY' 'sip-files00054.txt'
23d93db8bb00f44614de3050be7be98b
ced9ceee314e1a6585da0a003c87338bad7ef6b9
describe
'9798' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAALZ' 'sip-files00054thm.jpg'
608f8bb174a35233240d37e4ffac4503
b9d58332c93dae7a00d28645af5c521d43de8168
describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAMA' 'sip-files00055.jp2'
680e536b6d35eabb1d1ccb4fe6af1a97
82726b04ac5d122dcb525b481bf59e2abbd389f0
describe
'110681' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAMB' 'sip-files00055.jpg'
84f6e206e8092b73d1730cd69731da30
3c539af85f02c0eb4ee68dba3baf38bde9d91bd0
'2011-09-20T04:22:34-04:00'
describe
'29143' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAMC' 'sip-files00055.pro'
12fff9870ff67d83ba5f75f80a7f59bf
2227fe4b44daedd0a97b58020346f5d19245bf15
describe
'37156' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAMD' 'sip-files00055.QC.jpg'
3037c9bfbf88c503dd6de574c4b75c47
8e72edbfd85d0b43e8e5a08b1d233717c2c8e526
describe
'2942568' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAME' 'sip-files00055.tif'
f2906ba8605e2871fe228e5ce256aa97
13c43f42e9d56441fec4bdc30b3803fe3935dba9
'2011-09-20T04:22:24-04:00'
describe
'1161' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAMF' 'sip-files00055.txt'
fc2e4af726d79a1309c374f7e4fc6546
edf3c953324be69840f4cd6b4fb4995691ad4b35
describe
'9632' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAMG' 'sip-files00055thm.jpg'
517a7c6aa6adf121e9717ea3476d72e5
3a79ffed771ca38c0075586ba6cf7c147d7b6431
describe
'366618' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAMH' 'sip-files00056.jp2'
98122af8af1789b55bad33882b14d540
9cd74997e99c13bc132b4daf73da6c54d4fe59f7
'2011-09-20T04:24:01-04:00'
describe
'107909' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAMI' 'sip-files00056.jpg'
a4b2e72393b0e45f34a8ebeeba36d8e4
eb846802f52c0c18aa93a262a8f41f72ecd8a2ed
describe
'27375' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAMJ' 'sip-files00056.pro'
b5376a8f461f3c4c68e8903537f33f08
b96f6b9b0560ccaa7f4d86b6aad9f86e49c3931d
'2011-09-20T04:24:20-04:00'
describe
'35686' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAMK' 'sip-files00056.QC.jpg'
ada0feeb2876d4f8f79dc0d9b50b3886
3dd9746915b77db8ec5bb67680f69d916ef30c64
describe
'2942844' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAML' 'sip-files00056.tif'
9732fc965fcf8b1690b8e92955a503c2
b394381787b1e910d1ad4fd7932bdce5564e6a08
'2011-09-20T04:23:27-04:00'
describe
'1098' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAMM' 'sip-files00056.txt'
91cd384b7d3f6b01b0eb3612d185b2b7
bf3e20decaca9201679650337d6a26eec028d756
describe
'9768' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAMN' 'sip-files00056thm.jpg'
6501de83d65ec6d149bbfa8b7d66841c
cc97634a23d7d8010e39fa0063ecbea63e7ad357
describe
'366597' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAMO' 'sip-files00057.jp2'
ff92938fffec9978fc6de63d6440c4fa
41712704d8b44a534851d391b2135df98b2bbe69
describe
'111080' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAMP' 'sip-files00057.jpg'
08052bb838d74a054bc72c1c59e4022a
3bcfd6d74b6c8c87727877dccf41ed1d3ebadc45
describe
'29915' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAMQ' 'sip-files00057.pro'
04a8d086036a3237e2d43c383b9d3398
e27ea4febd3f39dc86c0b3172b46a1910f0ce2c3
'2011-09-20T04:25:46-04:00'
describe
'37335' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAMR' 'sip-files00057.QC.jpg'
a1db913bf0952984d3106bbea245a9a8
be67baa8a12c013d62bc59ed7597141ee3c8019f
'2011-09-20T04:25:02-04:00'
describe
'2942496' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAMS' 'sip-files00057.tif'
4bdafb2dde2d5e0d53d255b32ab55315
fcee609fdb2fe34c0a80746ddb3e59cd15dd10b8
'2011-09-20T04:24:09-04:00'
describe
'1183' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAMT' 'sip-files00057.txt'
27197160c4acadf645ada18372acc9ad
4a892530be1318e112d6289f8e2ea6d027cd9006
describe
'9761' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAMU' 'sip-files00057thm.jpg'
54a95eced446063db9d050c9ff4faa3c
2ac764fedf754f29df406ef56736ef8ad35ebd60
describe
'366640' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAMV' 'sip-files00058.jp2'
458d923a37d37418d6f614dc9cc6b3af
a294f47d58d521aeb21b9037f75cdbf9c3502c4e
describe
'120910' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAMW' 'sip-files00058.jpg'
d90852e29626e894957da6352e52b37a
eb51dbe2fccc4098796703c2ee3e59b0de7ad629
describe
'32707' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAMX' 'sip-files00058.pro'
08f9e5d61e65c64921c6f81277946fa7
3654cfb3936c64e740b1ce801c31dd23eb2a0da1
describe
'41231' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAMY' 'sip-files00058.QC.jpg'
dcd5cae96c07c325e88538f640c86685
f6d7cb725a99a4d887718a925645e53f0eada595
'2011-09-20T04:24:47-04:00'
describe
'2942880' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAMZ' 'sip-files00058.tif'
f8d2502834becaac34799fe54dac062a
7689fda4a73df5375125ad3790ecf171ac66c66b
describe
'1298' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAANA' 'sip-files00058.txt'
8372b3c18f3d152c8b6d19cdc3c48b50
a43b3202da982ea2047809e94eeeb38595a62d91
'2011-09-20T04:22:45-04:00'
describe
'10982' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAANB' 'sip-files00058thm.jpg'
7e0130f9abce4c2fcde714aa8a22f1b4
a0bbe10ac507c557752a6bc481b08cf02cc7458c
describe
'366625' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAANC' 'sip-files00059.jp2'
68d91a0dd8179b6a877a32cd2c638fb3
8823e70e4905f3c0c3b277f335c5ed0f3ef7d5a2
describe
'121892' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAND' 'sip-files00059.jpg'
f8f5704c3a55d0a664a930e63808d061
7255592bc70621bf809d04d49968fea47c494a4a
'2011-09-20T04:25:11-04:00'
describe
'33182' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAANE' 'sip-files00059.pro'
ee111463a315931a7e30c4c5b4b7a9a2
0894cb49a2400ac9443cdae0f1dc683e33706ec5
describe
'40735' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAANF' 'sip-files00059.QC.jpg'
395a3049369c7d15ec841bbee1dd6f8f
49255a1b0ffa64160f4fe846b9c3a071bc59ec2e
describe
'2942640' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAANG' 'sip-files00059.tif'
0880c67ce2e9c52ecbf9f63ca6c99c1a
305695bf6e3385052d3dbc194c273c080a69b311
'2011-09-20T04:24:49-04:00'
describe
'1303' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAANH' 'sip-files00059.txt'
52b18719dd0f642d611182faee933037
44582af0adb8326933dd9f78000b66bf4ec4aee1
describe
'9900' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAANI' 'sip-files00059thm.jpg'
1224c3be2db35ffcf0b841e52beac974
cd09362895d6a662dce56bd60297b24cf8ff4dfe
'2011-09-20T04:25:04-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAANJ' 'sip-files00060.jp2'
280fde61a1a1909b67e4b79b994022d3
c1484faf40e67eb26d2493b23add3a5230ca940e
describe
'115948' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAANK' 'sip-files00060.jpg'
dd9d22a8051d53c96f8d46b1b3465a89
6bb9ad419d11b5c616a3c43f9c9eddbc7385e61b
describe
'30776' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAANL' 'sip-files00060.pro'
9330bc1c2226a485b04d897869b474af
3265fcb148d79eae8b69b31f416ed42461afe26a
describe
'37151' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAANM' 'sip-files00060.QC.jpg'
6c4ff921e3c1a57bdc6ccfc42de900f1
be20d9221a54fb69d6abc1cc62d60a73116cd3ff
describe
'2942604' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAANN' 'sip-files00060.tif'
118e764fccb55bd36e1cbc5deaa1f75a
f02947389c69db96d8fd688bcf1954c31777994b
describe
'1226' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAANO' 'sip-files00060.txt'
7c3cc3c3ee2a5a828fb641384498ded1
5fec0ff939561f383f7e8e7e1d459ee421c2fa9a
'2011-09-20T04:25:41-04:00'
describe
'9870' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAANP' 'sip-files00060thm.jpg'
525c7c5b6c0f7ed5c303cee0d4a79319
a5db0e378af109e6805f4cccf718e1ef5711d056
'2011-09-20T04:23:15-04:00'
describe
'366635' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAANQ' 'sip-files00061.jp2'
f47c3386073ffcd7b1309aeaaaebde0c
7184e98767058c2d00804971f76c14f76432643d
describe
'115746' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAANR' 'sip-files00061.jpg'
291576d30fa62b3945e3208bd38d7dc0
6673568233204e3696d9c74fd3be62b46d20ed24
describe
'31145' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAANS' 'sip-files00061.pro'
0157cbd8953f9e01fa39d11e6070a68c
1b51945d2fe745c361cc9a819053c01d8db100a2
describe
'37419' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAANT' 'sip-files00061.QC.jpg'
78d7876744680cedc5d457096d064ba9
ce39ca888ea05d8248ed6187478e36281edec4b2
describe
'2942616' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAANU' 'sip-files00061.tif'
686f6f09ed64cace04b7ab050fc671d9
edacb2ab9433fa564a219d2db401934977a39c91
describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAANV' 'sip-files00061.txt'
5d776f8f1671c537bc0d30b033292019
8e67a502a1847e745a11cc7277fe9fa4808caba7
describe
'9525' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAANW' 'sip-files00061thm.jpg'
6c7ceafc3b6c68698bf7595725047d7f
cdff3e71c4a10db557bd521a187cc26385989fe1
describe
'355767' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAANX' 'sip-files00062.jp2'
d0fd8c0854a096dff33a903daec98240
276038d855a6ff400a70bac21b3dccd0bbf38950
describe
'117308' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAANY' 'sip-files00062.jpg'
84f4d3409cef8addeaa4dbbf884ab8bb
e790fac6a88f92dc866716d96f45fe9eaf5e0247
'2011-09-20T04:22:32-04:00'
describe
'31490' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAANZ' 'sip-files00062.pro'
e75df43460a277e6331f0a7fbd6fb055
eef2b59a64a08cc8ca5b93f6b957e8160b7a4a1a
describe
'40460' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAOA' 'sip-files00062.QC.jpg'
da1b91970a552987ad78571259c88356
e3b764fc9b08a95f28b6d817d58db917728e732a
describe
'2855896' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAOB' 'sip-files00062.tif'
079b0cdd8c2b76f24e26855578d44e82
6c93f22243e4a1d1398bca9947de58e9bcbd342c
describe
'1247' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAOC' 'sip-files00062.txt'
656ebfe7004bf7a790c7e41ba2ad891e
81cfa97d2850c415c25a40779786732a17aa1432
'2011-09-20T04:24:00-04:00'
describe
'10401' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAOD' 'sip-files00062thm.jpg'
1902ca89f5365d8f1a358d9da5a3fdfb
43314408ef9951acd1990e79233d9af9d576613b
describe
'366613' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAOE' 'sip-files00063.jp2'
d3ea2fe00b3bfe0b489f5c6ed1ba2c5d
8efac5ed013b0079abb319ce89de9492d054b6d0
describe
'112860' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAOF' 'sip-files00063.jpg'
c4037b4fb22202151d3d30a56a7a1713
d6675bc6b5eecb4baabb60552f1ea89a4c908630
describe
'30130' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAOG' 'sip-files00063.pro'
47fcad9e5b7bfe8ba47c027a4328d399
a4daf11bbb0cba3f7018ebeeead450709d407502
'2011-09-20T04:23:31-04:00'
describe
'38868' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAOH' 'sip-files00063.QC.jpg'
cc88eca47e9ed60f119e121fd2029cac
59e8147d62cda5c242eb0da74938517d82b629ae
describe
'2942548' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAOI' 'sip-files00063.tif'
31382543b65258ed3078dac5217a0281
474fc840553deee4a3bf64ca90dc1efd105f9196
'2011-09-20T04:23:10-04:00'
describe
'1201' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAOJ' 'sip-files00063.txt'
cecbb3a543c235f309632318305293d3
102d1e3c6c75b3aa8c56e7769631e246fa98d4dc
describe
'9988' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAOK' 'sip-files00063thm.jpg'
df99e385644f979ee6fff2dd577a8112
2acac988484af0a3f9cd4e5c9b83f2eb1d20e468
describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAOL' 'sip-files00064.jp2'
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503bb224eda884b1dc58bbd240cf8f41d69b2b8b
describe
'115514' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAOM' 'sip-files00064.jpg'
be802f0edd10569bf6203e56a4f6349b
837140319a92c464700b3a1bd49c2ea534a313fe
describe
'30637' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAON' 'sip-files00064.pro'
bdfceb9cb9407639137832aa1e7a3115
23a9c71aa071da9fd245de8445d017dd55224a2b
describe
'39600' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAOO' 'sip-files00064.QC.jpg'
01e29f55d64d520490de682ec6944f84
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describe
'2942564' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAOP' 'sip-files00064.tif'
bf1fe816101d54b5cffeb5ce85b7ca0e
a39f07d03d4e8a7b4f183c8ebabbc183021c677d
describe
'1219' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAOQ' 'sip-files00064.txt'
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describe
'10020' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAOR' 'sip-files00064thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAOS' 'sip-files00065.jp2'
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97082b9ab60e7df96490b3d0bcf45d1542415a0a
describe
'120297' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAOT' 'sip-files00065.jpg'
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describe
'32110' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAOU' 'sip-files00065.pro'
3941a6e948f7589445372f85bf0a4563
5a1b384ecc1d6cb4edf9610917e6bc28186e9697
describe
'40774' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAOV' 'sip-files00065.QC.jpg'
d3feaf234575bb6bfaa23a1befec0b61
304910711f48873fa4cc96cfbf45514b43171771
describe
'2942572' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAOW' 'sip-files00065.tif'
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ce1c411f55140f72fa335c21b75ca39e569cfa23
describe
'1267' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAOX' 'sip-files00065.txt'
32f81765c985797b0f86cd0c76a8184e
abca886b0234ca3d7ee535253befe8cbfeff938e
'2011-09-20T04:24:50-04:00'
describe
'10514' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAOY' 'sip-files00065thm.jpg'
72e5105cade4038a1c7c7cc6df2dda7a
0393f290b2083a0c2d3d65dfe4904bd42fe22d9a
describe
'343427' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAOZ' 'sip-files00066.jp2'
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062c3afb53f51151139174e32fecf2ba8b6e7694
describe
'103382' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPA' 'sip-files00066.jpg'
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describe
'26666' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPB' 'sip-files00066.pro'
1c02e892711bf3aea6aca6fc6f9e52d6
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describe
'35141' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPC' 'sip-files00066.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2756640' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPD' 'sip-files00066.tif'
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describe
'1071' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPE' 'sip-files00066.txt'
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describe
'9619' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPF' 'sip-files00066thm.jpg'
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describe
'366544' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPG' 'sip-files00067.jp2'
2242ecdf641b9dc1e98a254af3d35a7c
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describe
'110271' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPH' 'sip-files00067.jpg'
deda006ad33185e67134564e0a2b4946
882da2977ed2e57c53827afdf329b5ee1240fec4
describe
'29196' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPI' 'sip-files00067.pro'
25c929e2d684c93f5680d540813f6a82
39a1b6efb0053f48ee79036e6f1d4c1b8682c2c8
'2011-09-20T04:24:17-04:00'
describe
'35594' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPJ' 'sip-files00067.QC.jpg'
7109a88287beb3f57a6c5d57043aa465
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPK' 'sip-files00067.tif'
3808c2155f52383f579b851d417e529d
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describe
'1178' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPL' 'sip-files00067.txt'
a61ae259ed9b0593d032e5e88423dfcf
1b065e8f9aab8391a9fa46c7e3b336c30732b5b1
describe
'9466' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPM' 'sip-files00067thm.jpg'
d06464408cf35eed950f577a0f2c0c7b
1043b6163af288b6214b3609bc38e878cc0b7b3b
'2011-09-20T04:24:36-04:00'
describe
'366574' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPN' 'sip-files00068.jp2'
717097b6cd0dc758785d41bc4c2aaaa2
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describe
'115261' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPO' 'sip-files00068.jpg'
a9f7e33cee79d0b54ebfc0a130ffc9f5
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describe
'30258' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPP' 'sip-files00068.pro'
3fb06873617f20c393c624c7b4c3c175
c55b21230cfc71df039ce450977c058550061c78
describe
'37806' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPQ' 'sip-files00068.QC.jpg'
166b968a4ea3cef5036f5ecb8fa8c6a1
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describe
'2942624' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPR' 'sip-files00068.tif'
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53ea96e8d5719d7708df561267bb8f379a431e3a
describe
'1211' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPS' 'sip-files00068.txt'
13f7d07aa54580fb343e427966b4a6df
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describe
'9772' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPT' 'sip-files00068thm.jpg'
45395eec3236f2eef6c4d51046ae949a
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describe
'366627' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPU' 'sip-files00069.jp2'
eb9cca175074156ec7ce6227c1ba8fa4
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describe
'107367' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPV' 'sip-files00069.jpg'
a4b025260cee77e0ead5089ffcfaf4e6
cfbc800af5b1f782cbd06c7c07fb2a2fabdb5ce0
describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPW' 'sip-files00069.pro'
cb7a1811037bc988129b7a32b262c97f
8f3529f2bebcee8b4c64f3b2d7d0b7b763159714
'2011-09-20T04:25:45-04:00'
describe
'35023' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPX' 'sip-files00069.QC.jpg'
deaec77d2dc2843569a508de6769fc56
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describe
'2942412' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPY' 'sip-files00069.tif'
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26db8c90538e599038b03aaed00c74dc9521d2f4
describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAPZ' 'sip-files00069.txt'
ca6d013d71276fcea2584a78140408e2
9c129585932519fe8e1bdbdd6de598c9510036d1
'2011-09-20T04:25:20-04:00'
describe
'9088' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQA' 'sip-files00069thm.jpg'
5ca1f2c551911acd0c4b7b49abcb56c6
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQB' 'sip-files00070.jp2'
df83e2e406e13e24f236a7051ff132a2
43627df95e750aa2bf9a2de6fa9e5e25ce9ac1eb
describe
'117361' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQC' 'sip-files00070.jpg'
9c5c1ced015372f6adc0e06d1de319fb
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describe
'31188' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQD' 'sip-files00070.pro'
61c61fbfae25fbe3f134111288550f1e
575b303513bfb02283fe569d4d3aa30a4fba1ea3
describe
'40021' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQE' 'sip-files00070.QC.jpg'
41b48cb41299999edd1b24cfbf8d2b52
f0517b148da21282e47f2834c3918089db56587c
'2011-09-20T04:23:38-04:00'
describe
'2942620' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQF' 'sip-files00070.tif'
0d710ef325ae864d9626c66579b07e38
f9b504476f7560448b4192702ddce3e74d0c018d
'2011-09-20T04:23:24-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQG' 'sip-files00070.txt'
badd7db4efdaca68f0cf0a28bee943c6
87ea4700847b82ef676bcfd0e525d5aa86185895
describe
'9833' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQH' 'sip-files00070thm.jpg'
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018875e0d598fc50a0e9682515c1abb3b74a8073
describe
'366513' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQI' 'sip-files00071.jp2'
e44581e66cae47122c4dc3214521b84f
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describe
'117259' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQJ' 'sip-files00071.jpg'
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describe
'31635' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQK' 'sip-files00071.pro'
0695ea4682ee9c00b669e64f54be8326
163bfbd8e4fa377d04e66e5a2b8b2535a9966a43
describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQL' 'sip-files00071.QC.jpg'
6f7a245864de8f5f2e95af2f6703ff02
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describe
'2942636' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQM' 'sip-files00071.tif'
f8d3711b2bd15fb47e230921151584a3
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describe
'1257' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQN' 'sip-files00071.txt'
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describe
'9741' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQO' 'sip-files00071thm.jpg'
ad5bd5374de1eb257864856c7aac1684
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describe
'369801' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQP' 'sip-files00072.jp2'
9d514721b1bad0648a4485d94a16f42c
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describe
'73973' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQQ' 'sip-files00072.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQR' 'sip-files00072.pro'
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describe
'17855' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQS' 'sip-files00072.QC.jpg'
848e496ab4d2a3d489a597fb2cac185c
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describe
'2968176' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQT' 'sip-files00072.tif'
229fcaa3006a733d34858ebc6bff66be
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describe
'144' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQU' 'sip-files00072.txt'
23942d7f89eb934575b61e7bfa4a63f7
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describe
'4156' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQV' 'sip-files00072thm.jpg'
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describe
'366608' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQW' 'sip-files00073.jp2'
e7a4ef4a57b0e4f0c58a6457c8c74572
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describe
'21346' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQX' 'sip-files00073.jpg'
95316a1896c485810ed75f82aa7f3b74
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describe
'4058' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQY' 'sip-files00073.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2939496' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAQZ' 'sip-files00073.tif'
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describe
'1068' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAARA' 'sip-files00073thm.jpg'
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describe
'366571' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAARB' 'sip-files00074.jp2'
0bfaf404637010611b427167a6cf43ba
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describe
'110144' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAARC' 'sip-files00074.jpg'
1f3ad8dc9b9f6c5d009a2e57170392aa
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAARD' 'sip-files00074.pro'
e102a950e72d148c1acb38dcda8f4e65
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describe
'36367' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAARE' 'sip-files00074.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942304' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAARF' 'sip-files00074.tif'
2539eeb21f26a820208e96fc4d242481
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAARG' 'sip-files00074.txt'
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describe
'9126' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAARH' 'sip-files00074thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAARI' 'sip-files00075.jp2'
ebde05cb7e09393db73b9395e91c6ef4
1cb86c196283f53795624b131807c1d087ffb6ec
describe
'82944' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAARJ' 'sip-files00075.jpg'
76ad1a1e1bcdaeac3c5042c9c212b3b6
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describe
'20475' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAARK' 'sip-files00075.pro'
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describe
'26512' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAARL' 'sip-files00075.QC.jpg'
c501fa9291a8afe3d9bd5417060543ec
4aca05bb5356269f565a4c03afa465f23fcb120a
'2011-09-20T04:25:36-04:00'
describe
'2941760' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAARM' 'sip-files00075.tif'
93779eb2bd068e2c8dba2d5b09c1af32
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describe
'821' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAARN' 'sip-files00075.txt'
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describe
'7024' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAARO' 'sip-files00075thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAARP' 'sip-files00076.jp2'
16e8fc4979f50f5ceb0df47d87c29ee6
6587d1dc7b3cc962ea8ca9aa1b63dde0778edd5c
describe
'23896' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAARQ' 'sip-files00076.jpg'
ba6b00acbecc6f52330e08a0d39de80e
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describe
'1344' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAARR' 'sip-files00076.pro'
df2f560ef6b7d656efd755196f79f9be
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describe
'5600' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAARS' 'sip-files00076.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2939824' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAART' 'sip-files00076.tif'
d990e07e4cfe7102536a3734375fb43b
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describe
'105' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAARU' 'sip-files00076.txt'
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describe
'1780' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAARV' 'sip-files00076thm.jpg'
c098e3f537815cf16c1b1528fc0c48ed
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describe
'366536' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAARW' 'sip-files00077.jp2'
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describe
'20174' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAARX' 'sip-files00077.jpg'
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describe
'3893' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAARY' 'sip-files00077.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2939508' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAARZ' 'sip-files00077.tif'
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describe
'1069' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAASA' 'sip-files00077thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAASB' 'sip-files00078.jp2'
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describe
'101124' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAASC' 'sip-files00078.jpg'
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describe
'25407' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAASD' 'sip-files00078.pro'
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describe
'34265' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAASE' 'sip-files00078.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942264' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAASF' 'sip-files00078.tif'
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describe
'1040' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAASG' 'sip-files00078.txt'
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describe
'8675' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAASH' 'sip-files00078thm.jpg'
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describe
'366599' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAASI' 'sip-files00079.jp2'
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describe
'108073' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAASJ' 'sip-files00079.jpg'
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describe
'27769' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAASK' 'sip-files00079.pro'
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describe
'36641' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAASL' 'sip-files00079.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942588' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAASM' 'sip-files00079.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAASN' 'sip-files00079.txt'
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describe
'9562' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAASO' 'sip-files00079thm.jpg'
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describe
'366623' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAASP' 'sip-files00080.jp2'
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describe
'108168' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAASQ' 'sip-files00080.jpg'
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describe
'29295' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAASR' 'sip-files00080.pro'
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describe
'37227' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAASS' 'sip-files00080.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942360' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAST' 'sip-files00080.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAASU' 'sip-files00080.txt'
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describe
'10005' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAASV' 'sip-files00080thm.jpg'
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describe
'366563' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAASW' 'sip-files00081.jp2'
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describe
'111565' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAASX' 'sip-files00081.jpg'
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0be0e47dabea4a231d8811b753914f6f50e8b284
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describe
'30011' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAASY' 'sip-files00081.pro'
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describe
'38064' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAASZ' 'sip-files00081.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942560' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATA' 'sip-files00081.tif'
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describe
'1202' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATB' 'sip-files00081.txt'
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describe
'9971' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATC' 'sip-files00081thm.jpg'
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describe
'366591' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATD' 'sip-files00082.jp2'
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describe
'111211' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATE' 'sip-files00082.jpg'
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describe
'29536' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATF' 'sip-files00082.pro'
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describe
'36706' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATG' 'sip-files00082.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATH' 'sip-files00082.tif'
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'2011-09-20T04:25:18-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATI' 'sip-files00082.txt'
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describe
'9664' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATJ' 'sip-files00082thm.jpg'
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describe
'366594' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATK' 'sip-files00083.jp2'
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describe
'113964' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATL' 'sip-files00083.jpg'
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describe
'30646' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATM' 'sip-files00083.pro'
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describe
'38930' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATN' 'sip-files00083.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942628' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATO' 'sip-files00083.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATP' 'sip-files00083.txt'
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describe
'9533' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATQ' 'sip-files00083thm.jpg'
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describe
'366611' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATR' 'sip-files00084.jp2'
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describe
'108257' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATS' 'sip-files00084.jpg'
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describe
'28773' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATT' 'sip-files00084.pro'
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describe
'37130' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATU' 'sip-files00084.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942608' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATV' 'sip-files00084.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATW' 'sip-files00084.txt'
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describe
'9796' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATX' 'sip-files00084thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATY' 'sip-files00085.jp2'
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describe
'115945' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAATZ' 'sip-files00085.jpg'
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describe
'30937' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUA' 'sip-files00085.pro'
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describe
'39092' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUB' 'sip-files00085.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942592' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUC' 'sip-files00085.tif'
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describe
'1223' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUD' 'sip-files00085.txt'
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describe
'9990' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUE' 'sip-files00085thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUF' 'sip-files00086.jp2'
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describe
'113471' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUG' 'sip-files00086.jpg'
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describe
'30725' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUH' 'sip-files00086.pro'
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describe
'39451' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUI' 'sip-files00086.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUJ' 'sip-files00086.tif'
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describe
'1221' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUK' 'sip-files00086.txt'
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describe
'9822' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUL' 'sip-files00086thm.jpg'
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describe
'366636' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUM' 'sip-files00087.jp2'
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describe
'108909' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUN' 'sip-files00087.jpg'
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describe
'29047' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUO' 'sip-files00087.pro'
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describe
'37006' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUP' 'sip-files00087.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942320' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUQ' 'sip-files00087.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUR' 'sip-files00087.txt'
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describe
'9530' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUS' 'sip-files00087thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUT' 'sip-files00088.jp2'
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describe
'98729' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUU' 'sip-files00088.jpg'
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describe
'25663' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUV' 'sip-files00088.pro'
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describe
'33600' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUW' 'sip-files00088.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942072' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUX' 'sip-files00088.tif'
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describe
'1014' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUY' 'sip-files00088.txt'
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describe
'8571' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAUZ' 'sip-files00088thm.jpg'
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describe
'366488' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVA' 'sip-files00089.jp2'
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describe
'19682' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVB' 'sip-files00089.jpg'
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describe
'3840' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVC' 'sip-files00089.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVD' 'sip-files00089.tif'
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describe
'1078' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVE' 'sip-files00089thm.jpg'
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describe
'366614' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVF' 'sip-files00090.jp2'
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describe
'23228' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVG' 'sip-files00090.jpg'
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describe
'1133' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVH' 'sip-files00090.pro'
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describe
'5098' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVI' 'sip-files00090.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2939772' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVJ' 'sip-files00090.tif'
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'89' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVK' 'sip-files00090.txt'
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describe
'1431' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVL' 'sip-files00090thm.jpg'
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describe
'366347' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVM' 'sip-files00091.jp2'
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describe
'19418' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVN' 'sip-files00091.jpg'
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describe
'3763' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVO' 'sip-files00091.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVP' 'sip-files00091.tif'
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describe
'1075' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVQ' 'sip-files00091thm.jpg'
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describe
'362457' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVR' 'sip-files00092.jp2'
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describe
'99420' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVS' 'sip-files00092.jpg'
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describe
'25397' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVT' 'sip-files00092.pro'
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describe
'32087' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVU' 'sip-files00092.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2908500' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVV' 'sip-files00092.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVW' 'sip-files00092.txt'
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describe
'8570' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVX' 'sip-files00092thm.jpg'
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describe
'366609' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVY' 'sip-files00093.jp2'
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describe
'120165' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAVZ' 'sip-files00093.jpg'
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describe
'31667' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWA' 'sip-files00093.pro'
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describe
'40636' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWB' 'sip-files00093.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942968' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWC' 'sip-files00093.tif'
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describe
'1246' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWD' 'sip-files00093.txt'
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describe
'10663' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWE' 'sip-files00093thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWF' 'sip-files00094.jp2'
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describe
'111070' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWG' 'sip-files00094.jpg'
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describe
'29550' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWH' 'sip-files00094.pro'
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describe
'37438' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWI' 'sip-files00094.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWJ' 'sip-files00094.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWK' 'sip-files00094.txt'
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describe
'9793' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWL' 'sip-files00094thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWM' 'sip-files00095.jp2'
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describe
'112383' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWN' 'sip-files00095.jpg'
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describe
'29700' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWO' 'sip-files00095.pro'
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describe
'36498' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWP' 'sip-files00095.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942688' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWQ' 'sip-files00095.tif'
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describe
'1173' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWR' 'sip-files00095.txt'
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describe
'9757' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWS' 'sip-files00095thm.jpg'
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describe
'345364' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWT' 'sip-files00096.jp2'
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describe
'123728' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWU' 'sip-files00096.jpg'
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describe
'31486' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWV' 'sip-files00096.pro'
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describe
'40609' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWW' 'sip-files00096.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2772484' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWX' 'sip-files00096.tif'
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describe
'1248' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWY' 'sip-files00096.txt'
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describe
'10742' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAWZ' 'sip-files00096thm.jpg'
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describe
'70731' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXA' 'sip-files00097.jp2'
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describe
'117400' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXB' 'sip-files00097.jpg'
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describe
'32059' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXC' 'sip-files00097.pro'
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describe
'41152' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXD' 'sip-files00097.QC.jpg'
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describe
'365452' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXE' 'sip-files00097.tif'
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describe
'1262' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXF' 'sip-files00097.txt'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXG' 'sip-files00097thm.jpg'
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describe
'366535' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXH' 'sip-files00098.jp2'
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describe
'113013' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXI' 'sip-files00098.jpg'
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describe
'29420' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXJ' 'sip-files00098.pro'
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describe
'38270' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXK' 'sip-files00098.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXL' 'sip-files00098.tif'
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describe
'1163' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXM' 'sip-files00098.txt'
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describe
'10338' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXN' 'sip-files00098thm.jpg'
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describe
'344240' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXO' 'sip-files00099.jp2'
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describe
'112301' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXP' 'sip-files00099.jpg'
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describe
'28950' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXQ' 'sip-files00099.pro'
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describe
'33993' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXR' 'sip-files00099.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2763608' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXS' 'sip-files00099.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXT' 'sip-files00099.txt'
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describe
'9786' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXU' 'sip-files00099thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXV' 'sip-files00100.jp2'
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describe
'109375' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXW' 'sip-files00100.jpg'
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describe
'29775' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXX' 'sip-files00100.pro'
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describe
'36554' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXY' 'sip-files00100.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942428' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAXZ' 'sip-files00100.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYA' 'sip-files00100.txt'
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describe
'9563' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYB' 'sip-files00100thm.jpg'
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describe
'366621' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYC' 'sip-files00101.jp2'
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describe
'110218' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYD' 'sip-files00101.jpg'
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describe
'29372' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYE' 'sip-files00101.pro'
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describe
'36215' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYF' 'sip-files00101.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942508' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYG' 'sip-files00101.tif'
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describe
'1171' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYH' 'sip-files00101.txt'
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describe
'9669' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYI' 'sip-files00101thm.jpg'
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describe
'366586' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYJ' 'sip-files00102.jp2'
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describe
'105771' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYK' 'sip-files00102.jpg'
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describe
'28292' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYL' 'sip-files00102.pro'
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describe
'36569' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYM' 'sip-files00102.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942404' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYN' 'sip-files00102.tif'
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describe
'1128' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYO' 'sip-files00102.txt'
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describe
'9583' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYP' 'sip-files00102thm.jpg'
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describe
'366584' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYQ' 'sip-files00103.jp2'
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describe
'114081' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYR' 'sip-files00103.jpg'
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describe
'29892' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYS' 'sip-files00103.pro'
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describe
'38594' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYT' 'sip-files00103.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942552' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYU' 'sip-files00103.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYV' 'sip-files00103.txt'
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describe
'9591' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYW' 'sip-files00103thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYX' 'sip-files00104.jp2'
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describe
'106527' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYY' 'sip-files00104.jpg'
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describe
'1881' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAYZ' 'sip-files00104.pro'
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describe
'24244' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZA' 'sip-files00104.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2941360' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZB' 'sip-files00104.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZC' 'sip-files00104.txt'
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describe
Invalid character
'6125' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZD' 'sip-files00104thm.jpg'
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describe
'366552' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZE' 'sip-files00105.jp2'
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describe
'21487' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZF' 'sip-files00105.jpg'
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describe
'4027' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZG' 'sip-files00105.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2939504' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZH' 'sip-files00105.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZI' 'sip-files00105thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZJ' 'sip-files00106.jp2'
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describe
'122691' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZK' 'sip-files00106.jpg'
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describe
'32744' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZL' 'sip-files00106.pro'
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describe
'40803' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZM' 'sip-files00106.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942584' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZN' 'sip-files00106.tif'
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describe
'1304' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZO' 'sip-files00106.txt'
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describe
'10528' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZP' 'sip-files00106thm.jpg'
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describe
'366633' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZQ' 'sip-files00107.jp2'
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describe
'112849' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZR' 'sip-files00107.jpg'
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describe
'29264' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZS' 'sip-files00107.pro'
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describe
'37188' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZT' 'sip-files00107.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZU' 'sip-files00107.tif'
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describe
'1162' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZV' 'sip-files00107.txt'
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describe
'9410' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZW' 'sip-files00107thm.jpg'
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describe
'351867' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZX' 'sip-files00108.jp2'
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describe
'58051' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZY' 'sip-files00108.jpg'
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describe
'13208' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAAAZZ' 'sip-files00108.pro'
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describe
'16909' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAA' 'sip-files00108.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2823288' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAB' 'sip-files00108.tif'
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describe
'555' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAC' 'sip-files00108.txt'
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describe
'4766' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAD' 'sip-files00108thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAE' 'sip-files00109.jp2'
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describe
'19093' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAF' 'sip-files00109.jpg'
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describe
'3687' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAG' 'sip-files00109.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAH' 'sip-files00109.tif'
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describe
'1032' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAI' 'sip-files00109thm.jpg'
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describe
'366278' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAJ' 'sip-files00110.jp2'
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describe
'22103' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAK' 'sip-files00110.jpg'
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describe
'1339' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAL' 'sip-files00110.pro'
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describe
'5561' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAM' 'sip-files00110.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2939904' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAN' 'sip-files00110.tif'
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describe
'99' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAO' 'sip-files00110.txt'
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describe
'1731' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAP' 'sip-files00110thm.jpg'
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describe
'366373' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAQ' 'sip-files00111.jp2'
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describe
'18046' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAR' 'sip-files00111.jpg'
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describe
'3490' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAS' 'sip-files00111.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2939516' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAT' 'sip-files00111.tif'
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describe
'1004' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAU' 'sip-files00111thm.jpg'
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describe
'366486' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAV' 'sip-files00112.jp2'
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describe
'100264' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAW' 'sip-files00112.jpg'
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describe
'25650' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAX' 'sip-files00112.pro'
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describe
'32753' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAY' 'sip-files00112.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942044' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABAZ' 'sip-files00112.tif'
13a844aa9be6a48f50a2d9b9721ca9ab
31235fa4ca00c9061e0b52af1b7f07a191756fd5
'2011-09-20T04:24:32-04:00'
describe
'1065' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBA' 'sip-files00112.txt'
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describe
'8726' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBB' 'sip-files00112thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBC' 'sip-files00113.jp2'
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describe
'113699' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBD' 'sip-files00113.jpg'
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describe
'29819' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBE' 'sip-files00113.pro'
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describe
'35869' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBF' 'sip-files00113.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942432' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBG' 'sip-files00113.tif'
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describe
'1175' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBH' 'sip-files00113.txt'
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describe
'9620' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBI' 'sip-files00113thm.jpg'
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describe
'366429' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBJ' 'sip-files00114.jp2'
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describe
'107547' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBK' 'sip-files00114.jpg'
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describe
'29036' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBL' 'sip-files00114.pro'
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describe
'35006' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBM' 'sip-files00114.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942300' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBN' 'sip-files00114.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBO' 'sip-files00114.txt'
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describe
'9274' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBP' 'sip-files00114thm.jpg'
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describe
'366567' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBQ' 'sip-files00115.jp2'
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describe
'99714' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBR' 'sip-files00115.jpg'
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describe
'25222' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBS' 'sip-files00115.pro'
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describe
'31806' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBT' 'sip-files00115.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942460' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBU' 'sip-files00115.tif'
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describe
'1017' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBV' 'sip-files00115.txt'
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describe
'8709' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBW' 'sip-files00115thm.jpg'
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describe
'366600' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBX' 'sip-files00116.jp2'
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describe
'104897' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBY' 'sip-files00116.jpg'
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describe
'26854' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABBZ' 'sip-files00116.pro'
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describe
'33726' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCA' 'sip-files00116.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCB' 'sip-files00116.tif'
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describe
'1072' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCC' 'sip-files00116.txt'
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describe
'9292' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCD' 'sip-files00116thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCE' 'sip-files00117.jp2'
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describe
'102784' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCF' 'sip-files00117.jpg'
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describe
'26338' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCG' 'sip-files00117.pro'
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describe
'33237' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCH' 'sip-files00117.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942292' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCI' 'sip-files00117.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCJ' 'sip-files00117.txt'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCK' 'sip-files00117thm.jpg'
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describe
'366412' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCL' 'sip-files00118.jp2'
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describe
'135665' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCM' 'sip-files00118.jpg'
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describe
'2368' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCN' 'sip-files00118.pro'
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describe
'32808' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCO' 'sip-files00118.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942076' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCP' 'sip-files00118.tif'
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describe
'164' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCQ' 'sip-files00118.txt'
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describe
'7768' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCR' 'sip-files00118thm.jpg'
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describe
'366174' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCS' 'sip-files00119.jp2'
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describe
'18284' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCT' 'sip-files00119.jpg'
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describe
'3515' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCU' 'sip-files00119.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCV' 'sip-files00119.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCW' 'sip-files00119thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCX' 'sip-files00120.jp2'
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describe
'102619' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCY' 'sip-files00120.jpg'
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describe
'25755' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABCZ' 'sip-files00120.pro'
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describe
'33560' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDA' 'sip-files00120.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942464' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDB' 'sip-files00120.tif'
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describe
'1038' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDC' 'sip-files00120.txt'
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describe
'8662' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDD' 'sip-files00120thm.jpg'
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describe
'366260' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDE' 'sip-files00121.jp2'
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describe
'109805' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDF' 'sip-files00121.jpg'
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describe
'28001' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDG' 'sip-files00121.pro'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDH' 'sip-files00121.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942648' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDI' 'sip-files00121.tif'
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describe
'1118' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDJ' 'sip-files00121.txt'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDK' 'sip-files00121thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDL' 'sip-files00122.jp2'
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describe
'120968' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDM' 'sip-files00122.jpg'
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describe
'31252' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDN' 'sip-files00122.pro'
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describe
'39153' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDO' 'sip-files00122.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942816' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDP' 'sip-files00122.tif'
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describe
'1237' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDQ' 'sip-files00122.txt'
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describe
'9901' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDR' 'sip-files00122thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDS' 'sip-files00123.jp2'
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describe
'100363' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDT' 'sip-files00123.jpg'
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describe
'25714' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDU' 'sip-files00123.pro'
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describe
'33949' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDV' 'sip-files00123.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942396' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDW' 'sip-files00123.tif'
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describe
'1026' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDX' 'sip-files00123.txt'
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describe
'8976' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDY' 'sip-files00123thm.jpg'
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describe
'366320' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABDZ' 'sip-files00124.jp2'
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describe
'109231' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABEA' 'sip-files00124.jpg'
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describe
'28990' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABEB' 'sip-files00124.pro'
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describe
'35790' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABEC' 'sip-files00124.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABED' 'sip-files00124.tif'
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describe
'1159' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABEE' 'sip-files00124.txt'
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describe
'9289' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABEF' 'sip-files00124thm.jpg'
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describe
'366545' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABEG' 'sip-files00125.jp2'
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describe
'114145' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABEH' 'sip-files00125.jpg'
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describe
'29125' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABEI' 'sip-files00125.pro'
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describe
'40040' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABEJ' 'sip-files00125.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942760' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABEK' 'sip-files00125.tif'
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describe
'1155' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABEL' 'sip-files00125.txt'
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describe
'10193' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABEM' 'sip-files00125thm.jpg'
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describe
'366577' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABEN' 'sip-files00126.jp2'
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describe
'110423' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABEO' 'sip-files00126.jpg'
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describe
'28975' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABEP' 'sip-files00126.pro'
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describe
'36222' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABEQ' 'sip-files00126.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942532' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABER' 'sip-files00126.tif'
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describe
'1167' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABES' 'sip-files00126.txt'
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describe
'9779' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABET' 'sip-files00126thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABEU' 'sip-files00127.jp2'
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describe
'120561' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABEV' 'sip-files00127.jpg'
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describe
'31659' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABEW' 'sip-files00127.pro'
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describe
'40973' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABEX' 'sip-files00127.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABEY' 'sip-files00127.tif'
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describe
'1250' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABEZ' 'sip-files00127.txt'
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describe
'9944' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABFA' 'sip-files00127thm.jpg'
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describe
'366578' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABFB' 'sip-files00128.jp2'
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describe
'104672' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABFC' 'sip-files00128.jpg'
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describe
'27469' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABFD' 'sip-files00128.pro'
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describe
'33576' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABFE' 'sip-files00128.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942372' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABFF' 'sip-files00128.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABFG' 'sip-files00128.txt'
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describe
'8772' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABFH' 'sip-files00128thm.jpg'
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describe
'366590' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABFI' 'sip-files00129.jp2'
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describe
'108949' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABFJ' 'sip-files00129.jpg'
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describe
'28327' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABFK' 'sip-files00129.pro'
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describe
'35776' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABFL' 'sip-files00129.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABFM' 'sip-files00129.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABFN' 'sip-files00129.txt'
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describe
'9188' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABFO' 'sip-files00129thm.jpg'
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describe
'366596' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABFP' 'sip-files00130.jp2'
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describe
'106252' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABFQ' 'sip-files00130.jpg'
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describe
'27452' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABFR' 'sip-files00130.pro'
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describe
'34917' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABFS' 'sip-files00130.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2942484' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABFT' 'sip-files00130.tif'
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describe
'1100' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABFU' 'sip-files00130.txt'
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describe
'9461' 'info:fdaE20080728_AAABDPfileF20080730_AAABFV' 'sip-files00130thm.jpg'
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NEW EDITION,





1908





1 Editha’s Burglar
By Burnett
2 Pinocchio’s Adventures
3 Burglar’s Daughter
By Penrose
4 Tamed
By W. O. Stoddard
5 Peggy’s Trial
By Mary Knight Potter
6 The Little Professor
By Ida Horton Cash
7 AChild’s Garden of Verses
3y Stevenson
8 Little Rosebud
By Harraden
9 Simple Susan
By Maria Edgeworth
10 The Golden Apple
3y Hawthorne
11 The Birthday Present
By Maria Edgeworth
12 Hop o’ My Thumb and
Other Stories
By Miss Mulock

13 Adventures of a Brownie

By Miss Mulock

14 The Pygmies
By Hawthorne

15 The Brownies
By Ewing

16 Cuckoo Clock
By Molesworth



17 The Sleeping Beauty
By Martha Baker Dunn

18 Jackanapes
By J. H. Ewing

19 Alice in Wonderland
By Carroll

20 Rab and He Friends
By Dr. John Brown

21 Through a Looking-Glass
By Lewis Carroll

22 The King of the Golden

River
By John Ruskin
23 Snap-Dragons and Other

Stories
By J. H. Ewing
24 Madame Liberality
By J. H. Ewing
25 Millicent in Dreamland
By Edna S. Brainerd
26 Flower Fables
By Louisa M. Alcott

27 Legend of Sleepy Hollow
By Washington Irving

28 Lives of Two Cats ;
By Pierre Loti

29 Wonder Box Tales
By Jean Ingelow

30 Boss and Other Dogs
By Maria L. Pool





H. M. CALDWELL CO.
Publishers
NEW YORK AND BOSTON












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WILLIAM O. STODDARD

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Other Stovies for Civils

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ILLUSTRATED



H. M. CALDWELL CO.
PUBLISHERS 39 2@B2@ @
NEW YORK @® BOSTON
Copyright, 1895
W. A. WiILbE & Co.
TAMED.

BY

WILLIAM O. STODDARD.

TAMED.

es you, Mr. Holbrook,” she said, “ but
I’m not going to the county fair to-morrow.
Which of those horses did you say was Kick ?”

‘She was not looking at his face or she might
have seen how all but savage was the silent com-
ment in it that the subject of conversation had been
changed with dreadful suddenness.

He replied aloud : —

“ick? Oh, he is that horse away over yonder,
beyond the others. He isn’t like any other horse
that we ever had. He’s as ugly as sin. You can’t
do anything with him. I’m really sorry” —

“Is he so very terrible?” She interrupted him
as if the character of that animal were a matter of
deep interest to her. |

‘He is vicious,” responded the young man with
somewhat needless energy. “It isn’t easy to keep
him in even in winter. The county fair” — |

“Kick, Kick, come here!” called out the girl
who was making such particular inquiries about him.

3
4 TAMED.

“No use!” exclaimed Mr. Holbrook, and he may
or may not have referred entirely to the quadruped,
but he added: ‘‘ Why, Miss Granger, he has thrown
every man on the place.”

She had evidently no reply to make to so stun-
ning a statement as that.

The quadruped subject of his criticisms had
indeed a wild look, and his chestnut coat — Mr.
Holbrook’s was of very neat blue flannel — did not
seem to have ever been made acquainted with
currycomb or brush. At that moment he threw up
his heels with a sharp whinny and put another
dozen or so of yards between himself and the
house-yard fence behind which they were standing.
He looked at them intently, and Miss Granger
continued to gaze very studiously at him, but Mr.
Holbrook turned suddenly and walked away with
a half-audible remark about—about nothing in
particular. Perhaps he had duties on his hand;
but half an hour later he was standing in front
of the bars which connected the Holbrook pasture-
lot with what he spoke of as “the rock lot”
of the Granger farm adjoining. He was staring
at the bars, but his mind may have been dis-
turbed or preoccupied, for he seemed not to
TAMED. 5

notice that the upper bar had been carelessly left
down.

“T did think,” he said to himself, “that I could
fix it allup. It’s rough! I meant to take Harma
Granger to the fair, but if she won’t, she won't.
No use! And her aunt says she’s going back to
the city at the end of the week!”

He turned away toward the village of barns,
large and small, behind the Holbrook house, but if
he had been in front of the rock-lot bars ten min-
utes later he might have seen Kick standing in an
attitude of deliberation, scratching a small hollow
in the earth with his right fore-hoof and consider-
ing the unwonted absence of the top bar.

There was a curveting around in front of the bars
for a full half-minute as if Kick were experimenting
upon the springs in his legs, and then he made a
run toward the diminished barrier which had hither-
to pinned him in.

It was well done, that splendid flying leap, and
away he galloped, out of sight, before one of old
Colonel Holbrook’s men, on his evening tour of
inspection, came along and put up the missing
bar.

Kick had a grand time in the Granger lot for an
6 TAMED.

hour and a half after his escape over the bars.
He went all around that new country, along every
fence and into every corner, and he discovered that
he had it all to himself. Not another horse was
there, nor any other beast of the field, to dispute
with him the right of possession. He was free,
delightfully free, but one of the most important
of the discoveries he made was that he had not
tasted a drop of water since early that morning,
and that there was not any to be had in the
Granger lot.

Darkness came down over all at last, and he
began to experience also a new and strange sen-
sation of loneliness. The night came on, hot and
dry, without any dew, and every time Kick lay
down and rolled over and tried to sleep he found
himself tempted to dream of the log water-trough,
into which a cool stream was always running, in the
Holbrook stable-yard. He was up before the sun
next morning, but he found that the short, withered
grass and mullein stalks and sorrel of that pasture
were of no account whatever. As the hours went
by and the sun climbed higher, it seemed to Kick
as if the air he breathed grew hotter, while every-
thing around him and within him was getting dryer.
TAMED. 7.

His head drooped, his tail drooped, his spirits
drooped; he had not enough of wild life left in him
to curvet or to prance, and late in the afternoon
he walked slowly along the north fence as if he
were not himself at all, but altogether another
horse. Walking in that direction, however, brought
him nearer and nearer to the Granger farmyard,
with its inviting barns, and thus, farther on, to the
house-yard and all the shady trees and the shrub-
bery.

There was a green, cool look on the grass when
he looked so wistfully over the fence, but at first
he did not appear to take any interest in anything
in particular.

From one of the lower branches of a tree in the
front yard, however, to a lower branch of another
tree stretched a hammock, and in that hammock lay
a girl with a pamphlet in her hand. Her other
hand had held a paper-cutter, until she fell asleep
and dropped it on the grass, but she had uncon-
sciously clung to the magazine.

“That’s the same girl,” said Kick to himself
after a little reflection, ‘ that I saw Henry Holbrook
talking to yesterday. I don’t care. I’ve thrown
him.”
8 TAMED.

He stood and stared at her and then, he hardly
knew why, he whinnied loudly.

The sound of his voice startled her and in
another moment she was on her feet, walking
toward him.

“Oh!” she exclaimed, “ how did you get here?
Why, it’s Kick. It’s the one that’s so savage.”

She walked close up to him and very cautiously
she put out a white hand and patted his face, and
he did his best to tell her that he liked it. She
patted him again and again, saying several pleasant
and complimentary things while she did so.

““Why, Kick,” she remarked at last, ‘you don’t
seem to be wild at all. You’re a lovely horse. Do
you want some water ?” and then she added: “ Why,
of course he does, this blazing, hot day!”

She found a tin basin on the platform by the
pump and she filled it and brought it while he stood
with his head over the fence and watched her.
Anybody who did not consider Harma a pretty girl
should have been there to see her pumping water
and carrying it to Kick.

“Hurrah!” he exclaimed, partly to himself and
partly aloud, ‘she understands me!”

It sounded to Harma like a prolonged whinny of
TAMED. 9

eagerness and delight, and the basin was drained in
a twinkling. His very eyes seemed to ask her for
more, and his heart went out to her unreservedly
as he saw her hurry to the pump and hurry back to
hold the basin up to him again. Then she brought
him a piece of bread, three or four pieces, and an
apple and a lump of sugar, and all the while she
was remarking, —

“Why, he’s as good as he can be! He’s a
splendid fellow. So gentle, too.”

At last another idea came to her.

“Come along, Kick,” she said, “I’m going to
open the gate.”

She walked rapidly away in the direction of the
barnyard, and Kick followed her along the fence as
if he had been a dog that belonged to her. Neither
of them knew that all of their proceedings had
been watched, but now there broke out an excited
bit of conversation at one of the open windows of
the house.

“Aunt Betty!” exclaimed a shrill, young voice,
‘“what’s Harma going to do with Kick? Oh! oh!
He'll kill her!”

“Polly!” replied aunt. Betty. ‘Why, she’s
crazy! He’s a pesky, dangerous brute. Come
10 ; TAMED.

right along with me, Polly. He’sa biter. How I
do wish some of the men were at home!”

They were too late to stop Harma. She had
opened the barnyard gate and Kick had walked in
before they were out of the house. He whinnied
very affectionately to Harma, but he walked straight
through the barnyard into the house-yard, and he did
not stand still until he reached the pump. Harma
went along with him, but aunt Betty and Polly ran
as if he were afterthem. Probably not many people
who knew aunt Betty believed that she could run.
As for Polly, she screamed as she ran, till they
reached the back doorstep, and she looked as if she
were about to begin again when aunt Betty whis-
pered to her: —

“Polly — puff — Polly! We’d best be— puff
— quiet, and not — puff —rile him up.”

“Why, aunt Betty,” called out Harma just then,
“he isn’t wild at all. He’s as tame as a kitten.
Polly, dear, get me another piece of bread for him,
please.”

The bread was brought while Harma was pump-
ing more water for Kick, and Polly put it down on
the pump platform and ran away as fast as she could
out of Kick’s reach.
TAMED. II

“ He’ll bite you, Harma!” she exclaimed as soon
as she felt safe enough to speak.

“Tf I had a bridle, now” said Harma, very
much as if she were studying some tremendous
impossibility.

‘Bridle ?” said aunt Betty, staring ather. ‘‘ Why,
he’s never had a bridle on him. Leastwise if they
did get one on, he did n't let ’em keep it on.”

‘Aunt Betty,” said Harma earnestly, “I don’t
care! If I had a bridle here, I'd try.”

“T’ll get one! I'll get one!” exclaimed aunt
Betty as if a sudden fit of desperate determination
had seized her. ‘“I’d like to see it done, but I
won't come a-nigh that critter!”

She went for it and she brought it, and all the
while Harma continued in conversation with Kick.
As for him he had drunk more water, his mind was
full of pleasant impressions, and when Harma held
up the bridle he said to himself : —

‘Of course I’ll open my mouth for her any time.
She won’t hurt me. I can’t say I like it, but she
may put it on.”

‘“Harma,” said Polly, “here’s a blanket and a
surcingle, if you’ll just come and get them. I
da'sn’t come any nearer.”
I2 FAMED,

It was a‘gay red blanket and the’ surcingle was
new and bright colored. Harma folded:the blanket:
and Kick put out his head and smelled of it, and
then she laid it on his back-and he stood as still as
a mouse while she arranged it in its place. She.
made complimentary remarks to‘him all the while,
and he was particularly well eee with her tone
of voice.

“T’m dreadful ’fraid to have you reach under
him,” said aunt Betty. “He might kill you quick:
as a wink.”

- There was a flash in Harma’s eyes and a resolute

expression on‘her lips, but she said nothing. She.
did reach under and: catch the other end of that
long band, pull it tight, put it. through the buckle,
and draw it as hard as she could:::"

“Td really like to roll,” tought nek “but I.
won’t this time.” as

“ Harmy, Harmy! | Sakes alive ! What dire a,
going to do now?” screamed aunt. Betty. “‘ Where
are you a-leadin’ that vicious beast? You: don’t
mean to tell me that you’re goin’ to ue and ride
him ?” ' pice ate ws Wa
« Harma was walking. towatd.'a big -box that stood’
in the side-yard, and Kick was doing the-same thing,
TAMED. 13

without any orders. When she stood still he stood
still. She stepped up upon the box, and he only
gave a gratified whinny when she sat down upon
his blanketed back.

They watched her breathlessly while he very
quietly walked around the yard, and Harma’s con-
fidence in him and in herself came to her so keenly
that she laughed aloud.

The front gate, the wagon gate, was wide open,
and Kick passed out through it just as several
wagons and a couple of men on horseback came up
the road. The two on horseback were Henry Hol-
brook and one of his men. Neither of them said
anything for a moment, but old Colonel Holbrook
stood right up in his wagon.

“ He'll kill her!” he said in a low, hoarse voice,
and then he shouted: “Keep back, Barney! Don’t
you go near ’em! Harry, you ride alongside and
see if you can’t get her out of that scrape. It’s
awful ! ” .

“Harma! Harma!” half-whispered Henry as he
rode up by her, and she saw that his face was very
pale, ‘for heaven’s sake, be careful.”

His hurried exclamation seemed to have a pang
of pain in it, but it was called out by a gentle curvet
14 TAMED,

and an uneasy whinny from Kick. He was not now
walking, for he could not perfectly control his feel-
ings, but the canter he indulged in was wonderfully
easy to his rider. All that Henry Holbrook could
do was to let his own horse canter alongside and to
watch Harma, in an agony of fear as to what might
come next. His face told a great deal more than if
he had spoken.

“ Kick has made friends with me,” said Harma.
“Don’t you see that he has? You need not feel
any fear about me. Oh!”—for Kick curveted
beautifully just then.

“There!” said Henry, with quick changes of
color as Kick quieted again. ‘‘ Harma” —

“I wish I had a side-saddle,’ she interrupted
him, “and a riding habit. I mustn't go any
farther now, Kick. You will have to carry me
home.” |

He obeyed the light touch of the rein and turned
and conveyed her straight to the big box in the
Granger side-yard.

“T’ll help you dismount,” began Henry; but
Harma stepped off at once and began to caress
Kick.

“ Hurrah!” shouted the deep voice of Colonel
TAMED. 15

Holbrook, a little behind them. “If she hasn't
done it!”

His wrinkled face was beaming and glowing as
he added : —

‘“Harma, Kick is your own horse, that is, if
he ll stay tamed.”

“Thank you, colonel!” she exclaimed. ‘Oh,
thank you! He is such a beautiful creature! Is he
really mine?” and she positively put her arms
around the neck of that dreadful colt.

Henry Holbrook made a forward step at that
moment, but his apparent attempt at an approach
was greeted by a fierce nicker and an ominous put-
ting back of Kick’s ears.

“T’ve got to keep away, have I?” said Henry with
a deep flush of mortification upon his handsome face.

“Kick! Kick!” said Harma_ reproachfully,
“make friends with him, won’t you?”

Kick stood as still as a post for a moment, and all
the muscles of his body seemed to be stiffening and
hardening.

“He’s gettin’ ready for a bolt!” growled the man
with Henry. ‘ Look out for ’im!”

“No, he won’t, Henry,” said Harma. ‘ You
don’t know how gentle and quiet he really is.”
16 TAMED.

That was true; Henry did n’t know, nor did Kick
himself, nor anybody that had been acquainted with
him, but he remained motionless, his ears back and
the whites of his eyes showing. He saw Harma
take one of Henry’s hands in one of hers and
bring it closer and closer to his face. Then the’
two hands patted him, in a sort of partnership
which altogether astonished him. So at the same
time did the voice of the young man, for it grew
wonderfully sort and winning as it spoke to him,
and there was a tone in it like something that Kick
had noticed in the voice of Harma.

Henry Holbrook knew a great deal about horses
and he pushed his new acquaintance judiciously.
Kick felt more and more as if the young man were
getting tamed somehow, while Harma talked to her
new pet and told him that he was to remain with
her. Perhaps Kick did not at first quite understand
his good fortune, but he began to do so when she
led him away toward the barn. When she reached
it she took his bridle off, put a halter on, tied him in
a stall, put liberal oats into the trough before him,
threw down straw for him to lie on, and patted him
good night.

Henry Holbrook was with her, helping her and
TAMED. 17

telling her what to do, and Kick found himself more
than a little puzzled about their voices. It seemed
to him that their tones blended and mingled and
had the same thrilling unaccountable tremor in them,
and it affected him powerfully.

“Harma!” exclaimed Henry at that moment,
“you have taught me what love can do.”

Kick heard that, but he did not quite understand
what Henry went on to say. He listened in vain,
for they were away back of the stall near the barn
door.

d

‘‘Harma,” said Henry at last, “I am as thirsty,
as wretched, as utterly miserable, as he was, and
maybe I need taming as badly. Can’t you try a
little kindness on me ?”

Kick answered with a loud, anxious whinny and
an effort to turn around in his stall and see what
was going on, and it was Henry who at once replied
to him : —

“Tt’s all right, Kick, old fellow! It’s all rizht!”

Kick was entirely satisfied, for he heard Harma
murmur, ‘“ Yes,” and in a moment more he was
alone,

TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW.

BY

WILL ALLEN DROMGOOLE.,

TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW.

~HUT in by the great gloomy spires of the Cum-

berlands, under the frown of the mountains,

with one narrow neck leading out into the world
beyond; such is Dark Hollow.

Dark with the shadows cast by the surrounding
peaks and the rank, riotous growth of the forest
below.

Delightfully cool in summer, magnificently wild,
pathetically alluring, and hopelessly lonely always.
In winter the ice columns rear themselves fifty and
a hundred feet under the dripping, draining bluffs,
catching now and then an unwary fern in the coag-
ulation and holding it, a summer captive in the
grasp of grim old winter. Sometimes the winter-
green berries peep from the bluff above through a
veil of filmy ice, cheery, saucy, and full of a warm,
mute faith.

Gabe Brady found but little to admire in the
winter wildness as he stopped to rest his oxen

under one of the great bluffs that frown upon the
ar
22 TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW.

Hollow. He glanced up at the glistening ice col-
umns and the imprisoned ferns, and whistled, half
in jest, half in earnest.

‘““We-uns air like that ther yarb,” he said, “ frez
up fur the winter. Frez up to be sho’; ther’ ain’t
no haul’n’ of a load up the Hollow sech weather ez
this. Them doz’n poplar logs hev’ done tired the
critters plum out. We-uns orter crawl in a hole
and sleep in winter-time like the b’ars does, ha! ha!
What does you-uns think ’bout’n it, Queenie ?”

From the top of the. loaded wagon and from a
bundle of old quilts, a black bearskin, and a faded
red shawl, came the saucy answer in the piping voice
of a privileged child : —

“T ain’t faultin’ uv the weather none ez I knows
on. It air older ’n I be; I ain’t got no call ter
fault it.”

“To be sho’ yer ain’t, yer sassy little cub,”
chuckled Gabe, ‘“‘ muffled up in yer furs like a white
. kitten, an’ a-ridin’ in yer fine kerridge while yer
old dad an’ yer big brother air trompin’ uv it, yer
kin lick yer paws an’ pass complemints on the
weather, hey? Waal, I reckin.”

The only answer vouchsafed from the promis-
cuous bundle was a muffled chuckle, while the “ big

TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW, 23

brother” alluded to, an overgrown boy of fifteen,
kicked the half-frozen mud from his shoes on the
hub of the wagon wheel and laughed at what he
called ‘‘Jo’s peartness.”

“Hit’s mighty funny, air it?” said Gabe as he
arranged the heavy yoke about the necks of the
patient beasts. “Hit air mighty funny? Waal, I
‘low you-uns kin fetch the naixt load ’thout my
holpin’ uv ye, yer seems ter favor the job so highly.
Mebbe ye kin git ‘long better ’thout yer ole dad,
anyhow ; hey, Kit?”

Before the boy could reply, Jo, or Queenie, as
Gabe Brady insisted upon calling his daughter, put
her bushy brown head out from her wrappings of
fur and wool and said saucily : —

‘“Y’ orter fetch yer wood in summer, dad, an’
save shoe luther.”

Gabe laughed aloud; his pet piece of advice
had been tossed back to him. He rested an arm
on the wooden yoke and struck the palm of one
hand with the forefinger of the other, ready for
argument.

‘Waal, honey,” he said, “it air too warm ter haul
in summer-time, don’t yer know?” and then, after
a moment’s thought, “an’ it air too cold in winter.
24 TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW.

Lawd! Lawd! it do seem ez ef the Almighty can’t
fix things ter please us, nohow.”

He dropped his hands, shook his head in disgust,
and gathered up the ropes.

“Git up, Jinks! Git up, Rube!” he called,
‘‘We-uns hev’ got to be a-hustlin’.”

He trudged along by the side of his team, turn-
ing his head now and then to see if the precious
bundle on top was safe and comfortable. Kit, the
brother and son, followed on the other side, his
hands thrust into the pockets of his coat.

Not a sound broke the stillness of the Hollow,
except the creak, crack, and croaking of Gabe’s
wagon, or the occasional snapping of his long whip
as the oxen ignored the repeated ‘ Whoa, ge-e!”
and infringed upon the driver’s part of the road.

The peaks uplifted above the Hollow were heavily
veiled with mist, half blue, half madder, uncertain,
vague, dreamy, and magnificent.

A covey of snowbirds flew by with a startled
“whi-r-r!” and disappeared down one of the wild
gulches with which the Hollow abounds.

“I'll make a trap soon’s I git home,” thought
KG eomenmutfo:4

Indeed, Jo was included in every program ever
TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW. 25

planned at Gabe Brady's cabin; she was first ‘in
everybody’s thoughts and entered largely into
everybody’s calculations.

“Seein’ she ain't got no mammy we-uns humors
her some,” Gabe would say by way of apology for
his little girl’s authority, exercised boldly and often.
But he would immediately add, as if to gainsay any
possible injustice done his darling : —

“But Queenie air peart, powerful peart fur her
age, she air jist turned seben.”

‘“Seben, goin’ on. eight,” Jo would amend; “be
eight come naixt Christmas.”

Considering the fact that Christmas would not
come for eleven months and twenty days, Gabe was
not far from correct when he said his daughter was
“jist turned seben.”

The ox-wagon drew up before the door of the
cabin, the wood was thrown into a pile, and Gabe
went to the shed for his axe, while the brother and
sister went into the cabin to rake up the coals,
and make the trap for catching the snowbirds.

When Gabe came in, bringing the axe, he found
Jo toasting her toes before the blaze of the kitchen
fire, while Kit prepared the yellow pine sticks for
the trap building.
26 TROUBLE IN PARK HOLLOW.

Gabe hesitated to break into the arrangement;
he was only an ignorant, untaught mountaineer, but
he understood and enjoyed the companionship, so
entire and satisfying, his children found in each
other. Still he was a systematic man, and when
there was a task to be done his hands were swift to
do it.

He looked down at the pile of pine sticks from
which Kit was making a selection. As the boy
drew his knife from his pocket, Gabe spoke :—

“Sonny,” he said, “ye’ll hev’ ter turn the grin’-
stun a minit, fur the axe air dull some.”

Jo looked up from the shoestring she was trying
vainly to unknot.

“Kit air makin’ uv a trap,” she said. ‘“ Kit air
too busy fur grin’-stuns an’ sech.”

Gabe showed his teeth in a pleased smile. Jo’s
‘“‘peartness” always pleased him.

“Waal,” he said, ‘ef Kit air busy, who air goin’
ter turn fur yer ole dad?”

He slipped the axe through his hands, and while
the pole rested upon the toe of his boot he leaned
upon the handle and put his question again : —

‘“Who’s goin’ ter holp yer ole dad, I’d like ter
know?”
TROUBLE s«N DARK HOLLOW. 27

“Me,” she replied, and Gabe fairly shook with
laughter.

‘“Shucks!” he said, ‘“ye-little sparrow, ye; I’d
like ter know how ye got yer eddication, turnin’ uv
grin’-stuns an’ sech.”

Jo showed spirit at this implied reflection upon
her ability.

“T kin anyhow,” she declared. “1 turns fur
Kit, an’ our axe what we-uns grin’s don’t git dull
in one choppin’, neither, there! Gimme a shoe-
string.”

In her excitement she had pulled too vigorously
upon the worn leather lacer, and it snapped beneath
the strain. |

Gabe selected another from a bunch hanging by
the mantelshelf, and Jo tossed the shoe to Kit.

‘Fix it, Kit,” she commanded, “an’ git yer sticks
all split ’g’inst we-uns grin’s the axe.”

And so the work went cheerily on, as it always
did at Gabe Brady’s cabin in the Hollow, in spite
of cold and poverty and ignorance. There was
something in the hearts of these untaught ones that
lightened the day’s labor and brightened the dull
kitchen and kept the soul singing. Something
nature had placed there; something that transforms
28 TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW.

the hut into a paradise, and without which the
princely hearth is desolate, — sympathy.

When the grinding was finished, and Gabe was
singing away at the woodpile, Jo came and sat
down beside Kit on the floor.

Four sticks systematically arranged in the form
of a square, the four corners crossed, a ball of stout
cord, and a half-dozen other sticks waited Jo’s
coming.

“Tie ’em tight, Jo,” advised Kit; “tie every
corner tight an’ allus leave string enough ter tie
everyone plumb ter the top; traps ain’t fitten fur
nuthin’ ef the string air broke.”

Slowly, stick by stick, the trap took shape, until
at length it was finished. As strong and secure
a trap as could be desired, even for the most
diminutive sparrow that ever skipped a prison.

Kit held it at arm’s length and admired it.

‘T calls that a fust-rate job,” he declared.

‘“We made it fust-rate,” Jo amended as usual.

‘Does you-uns aim ter ketch a bar?” asked
Gabe, who had entered while the trap was under
examination.

‘Hit ain’t too big,” said Kit, who understood the
sarcasm of his father’s remark.
TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW. 29

“Hit air roomy,” Gabe insisted, “but hit ’Il
answer. Wher does ye aim ter set it?”

“Over ter Middle Ridge,” said Kit; ‘ ther’s
some snow ther, and Luke Simpson ‘lowed ter me
ez ther wuz more game on the Ridge ’n yer could
shake er stick at.”

Gabe looked doubtful. ‘Does yer aim ter kerry
the little gal along?” he asked.

‘“‘T aims to go,” Jo answered for herself.

“Hit air toler’ble fur,” Gabe argued, “an’ word
kem ter the Holler ez ther wuz a b’ar killed on
Middle Ridge last Sadday. Hadn't yer better set
it nigher home, or leave the little gal behind?”

Gabe thrust his boot into the blaze; the well-
burned log fell apart, half falling either side of the
chimneyplace, while the saucy sparks snapped
and sparkled and disappeared up the sooty
chimney.

“Naw,” said Kit. “I don’t want ter go if Jo
can’t. I promised ter take her, an’ I ‘low I kin
keep the varmints off’n Jo, an’ fetch her back all
right. Jo ain’t no baby; she kin tromp roun’
same’s a boy, Jo kin.”

“1 kin fetch the birds back, too;” Jo paid the
additional compliment to her usefulness.
30 TROUBLE IN DaRK HOLLOW.

‘S’posin’ the birds turns out rabbits?” suggested
Gabe.

‘“We aims ter shoot a bar,” Kit admitted with
an embarrassed grin.

“T reckin,’ assented Gabe, ‘“‘cur’us b’ar there on
Middle Ridge; don’t need no dogs ter ferret ’em
out, nor nuthin’; jest stan’s on thir hin’ feet an’
axes to be shot. Mighty ’commodatin’ b’ar; what
does you-uns think uv it, Queenie?”

“T think I air goin’,” was the reply, and as usual
she had her own way; against Gabe’s judgment,
and with many cautions and admonitions and
warnings, and a promise to be back promptly at
sundown.

Woody and wild and lonely, full of jutting crags
and unexplored caverns, isolated and unattractive
save for its undisputed grandeur, no man cared to
plant his dwelling on the dangerous height known
as the Middle Ridge.

Even the hunters, lured by the abundance of
game, deer, fox, wildcat, and even bear, when
night came on would pitch their tents as near as
possible to the cabins dotting the side and base of
the Ridge.

In daylight, however, there was no cause for
TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW. 31

alarm; the wildcat fled before the approach of
humanity and bruin seldom made his appearance
without warm and continued insistence. Jo had
hunted huckleberries, wild grapes, persimmons, and
hazelnuts with Kit and Luke Simpson every spring
and autumn since she could remember. But their
excursions had never extended farther than the
lower side of the Ridge when Jo formed one of the
company. This was her first real trip to the Ridge ;
and as she stood under a great overhanging ledge
and looked down upon the Hollow, humble, noise-
less, and tiny, nestled among the purple-painted
mountains, hugging their very feet like a slave at
the footstool of a monarch, she clapped her hands
with wild delight.

Far away to the south Peak’s Mountain rose,
wrapped in filmy, delicate azure; nearer towered
the familiar heights of Beersheba; while winding
away to the westward, like a serpent following a
zigzag trail, ran the distorted contortion known as
the Backbone.

There was but a sprinkle of snow on the Ridge,
and Kit felt that he had brought his birdtrap to
little purpose. However, he set it, well baited with
bread crumbs, in a bank of drifted snow, just with-
32 TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW.

out the ledge where Jo stood ankle deep in the
rustling dead leaves which the wind had heaped
under the arched rock Kit scooped the leaves into
a nest and cunningly tucked her into it.

“You-uns set here an’ watch fur snowbirds,” he
said. ‘‘An’ whatever ye does don’t yer move away
till we-uns gits back. We air goin’ up the Ridge a
little higher fur a b’ar.”

“Holler when yer gits it?” asked Jo with a
merry little laugh.

“Ye misdoubts we-uns ’ll git it, I s’pose,” said
Luke.

“T'll eat all yer kills,” was the only compromise
she offered as she crouched deeper into the crisp,
dry leaves, and the two youthful hunters started
again up the Ridge.

Once Kit looked back. It did not seem alto-
gether the proper thing to leave her there. He
shook his finger warningly: “ Don’t you move; the
bar 'Il eat yer ef yer does.”

Jo, left to herself, cuddled down among the crisp,
warm leaves, like a young cub. Afraid of the bears?
Not she; she laughed at the idea. It may be she
_ Was too young, it may have been because of her
wild mountain life, its freedom and security ; at any
TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW. 33

rate accustomed to roam over the hills and through
the forests, she felt no fear of the dangers that
might lurk about the Middle Ridge.

For some time she sat there in her nest of
leaves, watching the cloud-shadows upon the Hol-
low, or clapping her hands gleefully whenever
Kit’s rifle rang out, clear and sharp, farther up the |
mountain.

Then the waiting became monotonous, the guns
were too far off to be heard; the last shot sounded
miles and miles away, Jo thought.

It was tiresome, the waiting, and both feet were
fast asleep, she had sat still so long. She pinched
her toe to wake it up, but the effect was only to
send a sharp, prickly sensation tingling through the
entire foot. She stood up; ah! that was better, and
she concluded to walk about some and find some-
thing, maybe, that would amuse her and help to
pass the monotonous hours.

But there was nothing under the crag but dry
leaves, and one great flat stone propped against the
side wall of the shelving alcove.

“Looks like a cubby door,” laughed Jo; ‘‘mebbe
the b’ars keeps house ther’.”

She peeped behind the “door,” and, sure enough,
34 TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW,

there was a small circular opening leading under
the great Ridge.

Jo almost screamed with delight.

“T ll hide, an’ ’tend like I’m losted,” she said,
and, stooping, she peeped further into the cave.

It was not very dark and was truly magnificently
finished. Jo crawled in on hands and feet; how
warm and good it was after waiting so long in the
cold.

She concluded to remain a moment where she
was until the warmth of the place should thor-
oughly penetrate her chilled limbs ; then she would
look about her at “ Mr. B’ar’s house.”

The floor was of soft white sand, and Jo,
doubling her shawl for a pillow, stretched herself
upon her back to admire the glistening stalactites
hanging above her. How distinct, how perfect they
were; each one had a firm, rock grasp upon the
vaulted roof. Was she sure of that? Jo smiled
lazily to see one of the longest and heaviest sud-
denly leave its place and swing partners with its
opposite neighbor ; then the entire crowd began to.
grow restless and to move up and down, swift and
swifter, in a mad whirl; they were drunk, crazy, she
could n’t exactly remember which. And at that
TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW. 35

moment a gun sounded a report far away and
muffled by a distance, and the large stalactite was
suddenly transformed into a great black bear that
opened its mouth and swallowed the smaller ones.

Jo would have screamed, so terribly was she
frightened, only that her lips were locked and she
could not utter a sound. She was utterly dumb
with fear; at that moment, when she thought the
monster about to turn upon her, a covey of snow-
birds flew by and, lifting her upon their wings, bore
her gently, easily, tenderly away ; somewhere, it did
not matter where, the motion was so easy. She
was floating in the air— going, going; she smiled
again and gave herself to the long, long journey
southward: into sunlight, away from the Hollow.
Once there was a thundering crash, but the birds
told her it was only the falling in of the cave she
had left. Once she was almost sure she heard her
father calling, ‘‘ Queenie! Queenie!” But it was
only the brooks laughing and the sunbeams danc-
ing in the land through which they traveled — the
beautiful land of dreams.

The sun was slanting alarmingly westward when
Kit Brady and Luke Simpson turned their faces
homeward. Against the latter’s inclination, how-
36 TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW,

ever; for the young hunters had brought down no
nobler game than a couple of rabbits.

‘Hit air two good hours afore night,’ Luke
insisted. But Kit pointed toward the crimsoning
west.

‘“When the sun straddles that ther’ Backbone of
the mount’n,” said he, “he takes a mighty fast trot
down on t’ other side.”

‘‘T’m plumb shame ter go back thout’n any b’ar,”
insisted Luke.

“Can’t help yer shame,” said Kit; ‘it be time
fur me ter light out!”

‘An’ mam jist lon’in’ fur some wil’ meat, an’ so
air the chillen. They-uns’ll be plumb disappointed
ter see me come snakin’ up two hours by sun with
nuthin’ ’cept’n’ of a rabbit.”

‘See here, Luke,” said Kit, “ef ye wants ter
stay here and hunt meat fur yer folks, ye stay. I
air goin’ home ter split wood fur mine. I tell ye
it “ll be plumb dark in the Holler ’g’inst we git ther’.”

And Kit was right; he could hear the cowbells
tinkling already, and even the sound of the wood-
man’s axe as some shiftless mountaineer chopped
his necessary evening’s fuel.

Kit grew restless and uneasy as they descended
TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW. 37

the Ridge through the crackling branches and
rustling dead leaves.

Queenie! ‘She must be stiff frez by this time,”
he said, “an’ I ‘low she air plumb scairt ter death.”

“Jo ain’t no fool, nor no idjit, nuther,” said
Luke; “she air bred an’ born’d in the Holler an’
she knows ther ain’t no call ter get shuck up in
broad daylight.”

Kit was comforted somewhat.

‘“Naw,” he assented; ‘Jo ain’t no fool, an’ she
ain’t no coward, nuther. She air plucky, Jo air,
plumb game ter the backbone.”

Yet as the sun crept farther and farther over
the Backbone, and the distance between him and
the spot where they had left Jo rapidly lessened,
his fears returned. She was such a little thing, it
was a shame to have deserted her so long. Yet
she was such a brave little thing, too; he knew she
was not afraid. It wasn’t always safe in the forest.
Only a month before a panther had been killed in
the Ridge, and bears were constantly prowling
around. Poor Kit! he was beset by so many differ-
ent emotions; first of fear, then of hope.

“T sholy reckin nothin’ could worrit Jo,” he said
again and again as he trudged on as rapidly as
38 TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW.

might be to join her. But when they stood at
length under the cliff and found the place deserted,
not a sign of the child anywhere, the two boys
were for a moment speechless with fear and
surprise.

‘A painter hev’ got her, I jest knows it,” said Kit,
‘What ’ll dad say o’ me goin’ off an’ leavin’ Jo ter
wil’ cats an’ things? Oh, what’ll dad say?”

‘Waal, ef I ware in yer place, I’d look around a
bit afore I’d begin ter whimper like you-uns air
a-doin’,” said Luke. ‘“Mebbe as not Jo’s jest
hidin’ ter werrit we-uns. Holler out loud an’ see
ef she don’t answer.”

So Kit called; once, twice, a dozen times, but
there was no other answer than the wind in the
cedars, or a far-away whip-poor-will calling plain-
tively to the night.

Then Luke adopted a ruse : —

“Jo!” he called. “Aw, Jo! we-uns knows ye air
jest foolin’. An’ we air goin’ off an’ leave you ef
ye don’t come out’n thar.”

“Thar” meaning the hiding-place Jo was sup-
posed to have chosen. But even this threat was
powerless to provoke a response. Then Luke fired
his gun and both boys shouted: “A b’ar! a b’ar!”
TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW. 39

but the only answer was the ever-ready echoes call-
ing jubilantly among the crags.

‘““She’s a-playin’ possum,” said Luke. “TI jest
knows she air.”

And they fired the gun again three times, and
again shouted “ B’ar!” but all to no purpose. And
then even skeptical Luke became alarmed no less
than Kit. It was evident that Jo was lost.

‘‘Mebbe she hev’ gone home,” said Kit.

‘Not by her lone se’f,” said Luke; “ more likely
she tried ter go an’ got lost.”

She was certainly lost; there were the leaves
just as they had heaped them into a little brown
nest, but the little brown bird had flown, the nest
was empty.

To make matters worse, the sun, indifferent to
human needs and anxieties, cast one long, jubilant
beam into the darksome niche and dropped sud-
denly behind the Backbone, leaving the Hollow in
darkness.

“O Lu!” said Kit, “hit air night, an’ Jo air not
foun’. Do ye reckin she could ’a’ gone home,
Luke?”

“Naw,” said Luke; “I know she ain’t done no
sech o’ athing. She air lost, an’ we-uns better be
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makin’ tracks ter tell it, stid o’ prowlin’ roun’ here
rakin’ ’mongst dead leaves an’ shakin’ o’ dead
bresh.

‘She air lost. I allus ‘lowed as gal chillen didn’t
have no call ter be a-trampin’ roun’ after boys,
nohow. First place, ’t ain’t manners; second place,
they ain’t fitten fur that kind o’ work. I be goin’
home my own se’f.”

Kit forgot his anxiety for a moment in his anger.
The idea of going off and leaving a helpless little
girl alone on the mountain all night was something
too cowardly contemptible to contemplate for an
instant.

“Ef ye air minded ter go, Luke Simpson, ye kin
go!” he exclaimed. ‘Ef ye air so coward disposed
ye orter run ‘long home ter yer mammy. An’ ye
better trot long toler’ble peart else the dark ull
overtake ye foreshortly. I knows in reason ye air
bound ter be afeared o’ the dark, sech a puny little
snaggle-tooth baby ez ye be. Go along o’ ye! Ez
fur me, I hev’ settled it in my own min’ ef Jo air ter
sleep all night on the Ridge she air not goin’ to be
the only one ter do that. I ain’t goin’ ter leave it
till she air found; not ef it takes till the judgment
day.”
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He bit his lips to keep back the tears, for rough
boy as he was there was a warm, brave heart in the
bosom of Kit Brady. Even thoughtless Luke was
touched by the boy’s tears.

‘“‘T ware not aimin’ ter run away fur being ’feard,
Kit,” he said. ‘“ But I ‘lowed someun ought ter
know ez quick ez might be. It be toler’ble col’ on
the Ridge, an’ Jo air sech a little mite. One o’
we-uns ought to go an’ gin the alarm in the Holler.
You-uns go, an’ I ull stay here an’ hunt if ye say
so. J ain't a-keerin’ which, unly someun ought ter
go; hit ll soon be plumb, good dark.”

“T’d ruther die ez ter go back without Queenie,”
sobbed Kit. ‘“I’d ruther drap dead in my tracks
ez ter go back ter dad an’ tell him ez I hev’ lost her.
She air the light o’ his soul, Jo air. I wouldn't go
back an’ tell him I hev’ done gone an’ lost her,
mebbe lef’ her fur a painter ter eat, not fur all the
Holler. I’d cut my tongue out first.”

Before Kit’s mind passed in panoramic swiftness
and precision the scene at the cabin when the news
of the trouble should reach it. The look upon his
father’s face — he could see it as distinctly as he saw
it the day his mother lay in her white pine coffin.
And then the empty little chair in the chimney
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corner — that was Jo’s chair and Jo’s corner where
she sat every evening and “sassed” her father and
big brother. Nobody ever thought of that chair
without Jo in it, and now — oh, the desolate days,
the lonely, grief-burdened nights that were in store
for them, should his sister indeed be lost to them
forever! He pressed his fingers upon his eyes to
shut out the horrible. picture. The next moment
faith reasserted itself; he called himself.a fool for
thinking Jo would not be found.

‘““Go on, Luke,” he said; “I ware that worrit I
did n’t know what I ware a-sayin’. You-uns go on
ez spry ez ye ever kivered groun’ in yer life, an’ gin
the alarm. Wake up the Holler—half of it air
asleep by sundown, an’ t’ other half noddin’. Stop
at Parson Tate’s ez ye go by —hit’s the first place
—an’ start him over to tell dad. He’ll break it
more like somethin’ than t’ others. Then holler it
out ez ye go, ye knows how, an’ the Holler folks ’Il
understand. They-uns knows what it air ter be lost
on Middle Ridge. Run on; I air not goin’ ter
leave this here mount’n till Jo leaves it. Go on,
boy!” The command was almost a threat, and Luke
sped off at once, disappearing almost immediately in
the gloom of the forest and the descending night.
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Down, down the rocky Ridge path, over brush
and brier and slippery stones he hurried, calling as
he went that cry which always awakens a dreadful
fear in the breast of the mountaineer, who under-
stands all too well what it means to wander unguided
and alone among those barren, snowcapped heights.
That cry which awakens, as nothing can beside, his
keenest interest, and enlists his broadest sympathy:

“Lost! Lost! Lost!”

Old men heard it and left their chimney corners
to reach for the rifles above the kitchen doors. Old
women heard it and left their griddles to blow a
blast upon the horn that would announce the danger
to the next listener. Children heard it, and forgot
their supper smoking on their plates, to crowd
about the doors with white faces, wondering about
the child who was lost. Young maidens and young
men, forgetting sex in sweet humanity, went forth
together, one heart, one purpose, to rescue the
perishing.

“Lost! Lost! Lost!”

Kit heard the cry as the young courier sped on;
fainter and fainter it came to him, until at last he
failed to hear it at all. Then he knew Luke was

telling the story at the cabins as he passed along.
44. TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW.

He could almost, he fancied, tell the very moment
when he stopped at such or such a door. But he
was not idle meanwhile; afraid to wander far from
the spot lest he should be going farther from his
sister, he spent the time in creeping in among the
shadowy crevices, both of crag and brush, and
searching as best he could in the darkness that was
fast settling upon the Ridge.

More than once he called, thinking she might
have fallen asleep.

«tol Ojo Jolair aysounslecper,4chemtold
himself. “I hev’ knowed dad ter sprinkle water
out o’ the gourd into her face mornin’s. An’ she
must ’a’ been mighty nigh fagged out with the tramp
up the Ridge. Jo! O Jo!”

But, if asleep, the slumber was too deep to be
broken by his call, and, heartsick and discouraged,
Kit sat down upon a rock and buried his face in
his hands. Lost! little Queenie; bright, peart,
‘sassy ” little Queenie. It could n’t be; she must
be at home, safe in the cabin in the Hollow. Sud-
denly he bounded to his feet; he had heard that
which told him emphatically and distinctly that she
was not at home in the Hollow. It was a horn,
a blast blown loud and clear three times —a pause,
TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW. 45

and then the triple blast again. Everybody in the
Hollow and along the mountain side knew that it
meant danger of some kind; and Kit knew the
response to the signal to be always immediate.
Indeed while he listened there was an answer;
another and another; then a shout, repeated and
multiplied; and far down the Hollow a torch
blazed out like a red meteor in the blackness of
the night. In a moment others were lighted, and
still others ; the entire valley was awake, the wilder-
ness ablaze with light.

‘““They hev’ heard the news,” said Kit, ‘an’ they
air formin’. I wonder ef dad knows— poor dad!”

He climbed upon the rocks, to the very tallest,
and hallooed until he was hoarse, although he knew
his voice was no more to that far-off band than the
echo of a little brook singing among its yellow
pebbles. Still he wanted to do something; he
must do something or his heart would burst.
When he listened again he knew the procession
was making the ascent of the Ridge, for the cries
came nearer and more distinct, and the horns were
awaking the echoes adown the steep bluff’s side.

Sweet sound, aye, music sweet as heaven’s to his
ears! Then there came another sound — a nearer,
46 TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW.

clearer sound—a sound that sent the life-blood
freezing to his heart, so full was it of horrible,
fiendish suggestions. He scrambled down from
the rocks to which he had climbed and stationed
himself in the leaves; he could feel them in the
darkness, crisp and crackling beneath his feet, the
very bed of leaves in which he had placed his
sister. Somehow he felt, he could not have told
why, nearer to her in that empty nest of brown
leaves, and his first thought when that hideous cry
rang out upon the night was one of protection to Jo.

“Ef it hev’ come fur her, mebbe it’ll take me
instead,” he told himself, and not once did the
brave heart falter. ‘An’ ef it hev’ already tuk her,
I’d ruther it tuk me ez ter not.”

He had heard the cry of a panther in a laurel
brake near by.

Gabe Brady had kindled a lively fire in the big
old fireplace.

“So’s ter hev’ it homeful an’ chairful ’g’inst the
little gal gits back,” he said as he drew up the big
wooden rocker before the blaze and sat watching
the sparks crackling about the red cedar with a
saucy jubilance which served partly to amuse and
partly to irritate him.
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Gabe never felt quite comfortable when Jo was
gone “on one o’ them wil’ tromps after Kit.”
And to-night, somehow, the saucy sparks seemed
to be twitting him with her absence.

“Humph!” he said, “ye appears ter be sorter
spiteful like ter-night, ye sholy do; air it because
the little gal ain’t here? She’s a-comin’, lemme tell
ye. An’ she hev’ got two eyes in that sassy head
o’ her’n as’Il lay the best 0’ you-uns, ye imperdent
sparkers ye, cla’r back inter the shade.”

Still, for all his gay banter, Brady felt a trifle
uneasy. He pushed his chair back and began to
busy himself about the more stirring matters of
the household ; first he swung a black kettle to the
iron hook suspended in the big black fireplace, and
put some potatoes to roast, with their jackets on,
in the hot ashes. Then he opened the door and
looked out. The Hollow was shrouded in a dead-
white mist. The sun had already set and a brisk,
sharp breeze stirred the brown boughs of the oak
and moaned in the melancholy pine trees. Gabe
was restless.

“Hit air lonesome, shore now,” he declared.
“ An’ the wind do blow pitiful. I wish the little
gal wuz in; I certainly do.”
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He went back to the fire and threw on another
log. Then he noticed that the kettle had begun
to hum. He. listened a moment, then impulsively
reached his hand and, lifting the pot from the hook,
set it back upon the hearth.

‘‘ Ef ye can’t sing no more chairfuller ’an that, ye
kin take a back seat,” he said. “I reck’n I knows
the little gal ain’t come, ’thout you-uns tellin’ me.”

Again he went to the door and looked out,
instantly closed it and returned to the fire. His
pipe lay on the shelf above the fireplace ; he took
it up mechanically, tapped it upon the jamb of the
chimney, and watched, without seeing, the white
ashes and half-burned tobacco drop upon the
hearth. Then suddenly he remembered that it
was Jo: who always “tapped out the ashes,” and
Jo who always “crammed in the fixin’s” when he
wished to smoke. He replaced the pipe upon the
shelf quickly as if it had unexpectedly stung him.
As he did so the blaze from the great back log
suddenly shot out its red tongue and, with a jubi-
lant roar, licked the black back of the chimney
with a kind of fiendish affection that made Brady
almost forget his uneasiness in his ‘:ritation.

‘An’ what air you-uns a-jubileein’ about?” ie
TROUBLE IN DARK HOLLOW. 49

demanded. “I declare ter goodness a man hev’
got no say-so in his own house these days.”

The next moment he laughed; the absurdity of
the thing struck him, and he knew it was his own
warped fancy and uneasy mind had given tongue to
the inanimate objects about him.

“Everthing hev’ gone crookety ter-night,” he
said, ‘all on account of the little sass-box not bein’
here. I’m mightily afeared I ought not to ’a’ let
her go. Waal, ef she ain’t here at home in a
mighty, wzghty short time, I’ll go arter her.”

‘“Go-ho-ho-ho!” roared the blaze, and Gabe
stepped back in frightened astonishment.

“ Ye need n’t be jubileein’ ’bout’n it, Mr. Blaze,”
he said.

‘‘She’d laugh peart’r ’n ye kin ter see her foolish

ole dad a-traipsin’ arter her.”

‘“Go-oh-oh-oh!” It was the wind at the
window.
‘“T’low I knows when ter go,” said Gabe. “It

do appear ez ef ever’thing wuz sot on advisin’ ter-
night, ez ef some’n’ wuz ter pay sho enough.”

Gol”

A saucy spark snapped the command in his very
face.
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“One more tellin’, an’ I will,” said Gabe. The
stout heart of the man was weakening in the
solicitude of the father, though he called himself
“a fool,” “a born’d idjit,” and drew up the old rock-
ing-chair again, threw himself into it, and, rocking
slowly to and fro, listened eagerly and restlessly for
the sound of the merry clatter that always preceded
Jo’s coming. But he could hear nothing save the
rough rockers crossing the uneven boards.

“Go, G-a-b-e! Go, G-a—b-e!” With a quick
emphatic jerk the sound of the rocking took form
into words.

At that moment a rifle shot, another, and, with
instantaneous rapidity, another rang out in sharp
succession. He listened but an instant.

“Tost! Lost! Lost!”

The old, terrible cry that meant a face missing
at some humble fireside.

Gabe sprang to his feet and jerked his rifle from
the rack above the cabin door, lifted the latch, and
stood face to face with Parson Tate.

For a moment neither spoke ; each throat refused
utterance to the terrible truth that lay heavy on
each heart.

At length the preacher, for years the adviser and
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a kind of oracle to the humble people of the Hol-
low, lifted his left hand and laid it upon Brady's
shoulder. In his right he carried a torch, and a
hunter’s horn hung from his neck.

“ My brother,” he said, “ the ways o’ the Almighty
air past findin’ out, but his arm air strong ter deliver
sech ez put their trust in him.”

Brady staggered and leaned against the door ;
for a moment his limbs refused to bear his weight.

“By that word ye air meaning ter tell me ez it be
my own little gal ez be lost, Parson Tate, air ye?”
he asked.

A deep groan was the only answer, and Gabe
strode out into the night, where the neighbors, with
the quick sympathy that is characteristic of the
mountain people, had congregated to join in a
search for the lost child.

Parson Tate acted as director, and ordered each
man to provide himself with a torch; when this had
been done he led the procession toward the Ridge,
rising, a gaunt and forbidding barrier, on the east
boundary of Dark Hollow.

Men, women, and children, calling, shouting, fir-
ing of guns, and waving of torches, they scattered
and spread in small squads over the Ridge. At
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midnight Parson Tate blew a loud blast upon the
hunter’s horn hung about his neck and summoned
the unsuccessful searchers again at the foot of the
Ridge. Doubt was distinct on every face lit up by
the blazing torches that turned away from the tear-
less grief of the stricken father.

“Go home, Gabe; ye air all onfitten ter be out’n
the night, an’ we-uns kin do all ther’’s to do. Go
home, Gabe.”

A friendly neighbor tendered the advice. Gabe
slowly shook his head.

‘An’ leave the b’ars, an’ painters, an’ wil’ var-
mints to eat my little gal?” he asked.

“The light ll skeer the wil’ things off,” said one
of the men. ‘ You-uns better go home an’ rest
afore the fire.” Dee

“Tain’t honin’ fur rest an’ sech,” said Gabe,
“whilst my ‘ttle gal air mebbe freezin’, /reeztn'/
O Lord! ter think o’ my poor little gal a-freezin’
on the mount’n.” And the poor man dropped his
face in his hands and wept.

He no longer resisted when one of the neighbors
gently but firmly put his arm in his and led him
away to the lonely cabin in the Hollow. Mean.
while the search went on.
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Parson Tate formed the people in a line leading
up the Ridge; a man stood at the foot ; twenty yards
further up another was stationed, then, another and
another, each twenty yards apart, until the last
man stood at the top of the Ridge.

At a given signal, passed from lip to lip, the
column moved slowly southward, each head bowed,
each torch ablaze, thrust now and then into suspi-
cious-looking hollows. Scarcely a word was spoken
as the melancholy march went on, until at last a
dull-gray line stretched across the eastern horizon.
The gray line grew to a silver shimmer; a mantle
spread across the heavens that were alive with the
new day. The torches were extinguished and
the sun rose to light the tireless watchers across
the mountain. Two hours more of daylight passed
and yet no trace of the lost child. The stoutest
heart among them grew hopeless; rough hands
were continually brushing off the tears that rolled
down rougher cheeks. The word passed up the
column to turn, and sadly the sympathetic hearts
obeyed, slowly retracing their steps over the lonely
Ridge.

The saddest among them all was Kit ; he had
walked all night, keeping always ahead of the
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others. Six o’clock found him again at the spot
where he had left Jo to watch the birdtrap; there
was the nest of brown leaves as he had fashioned
it— the empty nest; he thrust the leaves aside with
his foot as if he half-hoped to find beneath them Jo.’

“°T ain’t no use, nohow,” he said to himself. “I’ve
s'arched ther’ fifty times an’ better.”

Nevertheless she stooped and peered carefully
into the farthest recesses of the alcove. Nothing
but emptiness; he expected it, yet he was disap-
pointed. He was about to turn away in despair
when a brown object appeared, emerging from be-
hind the standing flat rock. Kit grasped his rifle,
that he still carried, but dropped it as a saucy voice,
that he knew could belong to no human being liy-
ing except Jo, called to him: —

‘Did you-uns shoot a b’ar, Kit ?”

As calm and as unconcerned as if Kit had just
returned from yesterday's hunt. The boy was
startled almost out of his senses; he believed
for a moment that it was Jo’s spirit, and his first
impulse was to run away from it.

Instead, however, of doing that he put his hands
to his lips, making a kind of trumpet, and called
loudly, ‘Come here!” A man at the foot of the






































































































GABE BRADY ADVANCED TO MEET THEM.

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advancing column of searchers heard the boy’s cry
and repeated it instantly and loudly, ‘Come here!”
It passed to the next man.and the next, “Come
here!” ‘“‘Come here!” “Come here!” It was
little more than an echo when it reached the last
man, and. the entire column, man by man, as he
sent his command to the next one, hurried down to
the cave’s mouth where Jo sat laughing at their
wonder, and demanding, ‘‘ Wher’ air dad?”

* They bore‘her home on their shoulders amid the
noise of guns and shouting and rejoicing. She was
a kind of hero that day, and she laughed and buried
her fingers in Parson Tate’s woolly hair as she sat
upon the old man’s shoulder.

The procession halted at the threshold of the
cabin in the Hollow. The door opened and Gabe
Brady advanced to meet them. Parson Tate
stepped forward’ and lifted his burden from his
shoulders.

“My brother, the Lord air merciful an’ full o’
tender compassion. The lost air found.” And he
placed Jo in Gabe’s outstretched arms.

Where had she been? She could not tell it all,
for laughing.

“Fur away some’r’s,” she said; ‘‘ mighty fur, wher’
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it wuz all warm an’ sunshiny, an’ the birds talked
like folkses, an’ the flowers talked out loud.”

All winter, indeed, Jo delighted to tell of that
wonderful night on Middle Ridge. Every evening
in the little chair by the chimney corner she would
repeat the story of that strange land which she had
visited. And at the close of each recital, for
neither Gabe nor Kit ever wearied of the story,
Brady would declare : —

“’T ware a mighty big dream o’ your’n, ez ye
dreamt in that ther’ cave, Queenie. A sholy
mighty big dream.”

And Jo would chuckle and show her white, kit-
tenlike teeth as she glanced roguishly at Kit across
the hearth.

“Didn't no painter eat me, nuther; now, did it,
ioe

“But,” said Brady, ‘it sholy ware a oncommon
big dream.”
AN UNCONSCIOUS HERO.

BY

M. A. C. WILLARD.

AN UNCONSCIOUS HERO.

Now Ik, here you are again, working for us
when you ought to be attending to your own
place,” remonstrated Mrs. Harold.

Ik, startled, scrambled up from his kneeling pos-
ture, jerking his excuse for a hat from his kinky
head, and stood before his former mistress with a
countenance indicative of having been caught in the
midst of unworthy deeds, a quaint, shabby, ungainly
figure in garments that defy my feeble descriptive
powers, an unmistakable son of darkest Africa, of
uncertain age and indescribable personality.

‘““Ef you please, Mis’ Mary,” said he with look
and tone expressive of profound apology, “I was
jest a-weedin’ Miss Nell’s pansy blossoms. Dey’s
choked up wid de grass, dey is, and needs ’tention
mighty bad, dey does.”

“So they do, Ik. And so does everything else
about the place. However,” she added with a sigh,
“unless I manage better in the future than I have

in the past, I will soon have no claim upon it.”
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62 AN UNCONSCIOUS HERO,

‘“Whot dat you sayin’, Mis’ Mary?” asked Ik,
lifting his head quickly. ‘“Ain’t gwine to sell de
ole place, is you, mist’ess?”

“Sell it, Ik! Don’t you remember Mr. Grimsby’s
mortgage?”

‘‘T ’members it, mist’ess, well enough,” responded
Ik with deep dejection, dropping his head again and
moving uneasily from one foot to the other, ‘but I
tought dat bus’ness done been ’ranged long o’
Mars’ Philip an’ Mars’ Grimsby.”

“So it was for a time, Ik, but another payment —
the last payment — will be due on the last day of
this month, and unless I can meet that payment
promptly, Mr. Grimsby declares the old place
must go.”

‘““Can’t Mars’ Phil?” began Ik anxiously.

“No,” said Mrs. Harold. ‘ He has done all that
he could as a lawyer and as a friend for us, and he
can do no more. He is a poor man himself, and
he has a large family of his own. Five hundred
dollars is not easy to get these days, Ik,” with a
faint smile.

Ik looked up quickly again.

“Five hundred dollars, Mis’ Mary ?”

“Yes, Ik, five hundred dollars. And if I could
AN UNCONSCIOUS HERO. 63

pay it the old place would be my own again, and
with a little help I could soon have it in good
condition and be comfortable once more, Ik, and
put Miss Nell at school and be able to help
you and Martha along. You have done so much
for us!”

“Five hundred dollars!” repeated Ik again
thoughtfully, anxiously. Then witha quaver in his
humble tones: “As to me an’ Marthy, mist’ess,
whot’s me an’ Marthy done for you? Whar’d we
be only fer you and my marster dat’s dead? Didn't
he give us dat place of our ’n and sot us bofe free
long ’fore freedom come and kered for us an’
helped us long as he lived? Mist’ess, you done
forgot all dat.”

‘No, Ik, and I have n’t forgotten all your faithful
service to your master, and to me since your master
died, and I am not likely to forget. You deserve a
great deal more than you ever have received or ever
will receive.”

Ik shook his head, drew his hand across his eyes,
and opened his lips twice in unavailing effort to
articulate some sort of protest.

“ Well, well, Ik,” said Mrs. Harold gently, ‘“ per-
haps things will come out all right somehow,
64 AN UNCCNSCIOUS HERO,

We'll try to make the best of them in any case.
How is Martha to-day?”

“Fa’rly, mist’ess, fa'rly. Dat ile you sont her
holped her rheum’tism might’ly.”

“Tam glad to hear it, Ik. 1’ll go down to see her
in the morning; I sent Nell down to-day.”

“T’ank you, mist’ess ; I lef? Miss Nell dar when I
come up here dis arternoon. Is you gwine to de
sto’, Mis’ Mary? Let me go fer you ?”

“No,” said Mrs. Harold, moving away down
the garden path, “I am going to see Lawyer
Graves. See that Miss Nell comes home before
dark, Ik.”

She walked slowly on and Ike stood still and
stared after her thoughtfully but vaguely.

“Five hundred dollars!” muttered he. “ An’
she’s got to hab it by de las’ of dis mont’, and dis
is de middle! Five hundred dollars! An’ to tink
I ’members de time when marster tought nothin’ o’
spendin’ five thousan’ dollars, and when dat same
ole Grimsby’d a-been in de po’ house, long o’ his
kin’, ef it had n’t a-been fer my marster, an’ now he
trying to take de roof from over my mist’ess’ head.
Him dat ain’t no better’n de dus’ under her foots!”
and Ik fell upon his knees again, and began an
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unnecessarily savage onslaught upon the fresh
green grass among Nell’s pansy blossoms.

‘Ef you please, Mars’ Phil!”

“Well, Isaac,” said Lawyer Graves, turning from
his desk and looking kindly and inquiringly at his
sable visitor who stood hesitatingly half in and half
out of the office door, ‘come in. What can I do
for you? A message from Mrs. Harold?”

“No, sah,” said Ik, approaching to within a few
yards of the lawyer and pausing abruptly, shifting
from his right foot to his left as he stood, and twist-
ing his old hat unmercifully with his two coal-black,
nervous hands. ‘“I’s come on a little bus’ness 0’
my own dis mornin’, sah.”

‘Business of your own, eh, Ik? Well, out with
it, old man. Let us hear what it is.”

‘Ef you please, Mars’ Phil,” said Ik, hesitating
and doubtful, “T—I’s sole my place, sah!”

“Sold your place!” exclaimed the lawyer, aston-
ished. ‘Why, Isaac, what possessed you? Mr.
Harvey told me two months ago that you refused a
good offer from him !”

‘“So I did, Mars’ Phil, so I did, sah! but — but —

I’s sole it to him now. ‘You see, Mars’ Phil, it was
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jinin’ o’ dat fiel’ o’ his’n an’ he wanted it mighty
bad,” added Ik apologetically.

‘“T see, Ik. But what do you want todo? What
do you want me to do for you? You are not going
to leave the country, I hope?”

‘No, sah, I ain’t no sech notion as dat. You
see, Mars’ Phil, sah,” continued Ik, shifting uneasily
and staring down at the persecuted hat in his rest-
less hands, “I was kinder tired like, livin’ in one
place so long, an’ I ’cluded ’t would be de bes’ for
me an’ Marthy to live nigher de big house. Dere’s
a little bit of a shanty in de backyard by de
kitchen dat Mis’ Mary’ll let us have till, till
sumudder ’rangements kin be made, and we'll be
nigh enough to help Mist’ess and Miss Nell more
’n we does now, an’”

“Tk,” interrupted Lawyer Graves, “does Mrs.
Harold know you have sold your place?”

‘No, sah,” responded Ik with evident reluctance.

“It was a nice place, Isaac, and you were very
comfortably fixed. A very nice place.”

“So ’t was, Mars’ Phil. So ‘twas, sah!”
assented Ik eagerly. ‘Marster holped me ‘long
wid it, an’ holped me to pay fer de house, an’ —an’

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— but Mars’ Harvy wanted it powerful bad, an’” —
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“How much did he pay you for it, Ik?”

“Seven hundred an’ fifty dollars, Mars’ Phil;
more’n he offered me at fu’st. An’ so,” continued
Ik, still bent upon apologizing for the disposal of
his own lawful property, “I ’cluded to sell out and
live nigher de big house an’ keep Mis’ Mary
an’”

‘But, Isaac,” said Lawyer Graves, ‘‘ do you know
that within a week’s time, in all probability, Mis’
Mary will no longer have any claim upon the big
house? You ought to have consulted her before
you sold your place. You are better off to-day
than your old mistress, Isaac. I’ve worked hard
to set things straight, but I don’t see any help for
her. What are you going to do with your seven
hundred and fifty dollars, Ik? If’—he stopped
abruptly and looked hard at the shambling,
awkward, uneasy figure, looked so hard and search-
ingly that the anxious, wistful eyes fell beneath
his gaze.

“In a week’s time, did you say, Mars’ Phil,
sah ?”

“In less than a week’s time, Isaac, your old
mistress and her daughter will be houseless and

homeless, as far as I can see to the contrary.”
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‘Mars’ Phil,” stammered Ik hurriedly, still look-
ing down and crushing the shapeless mass in his
hands, “I done come here dis mornin’ to tell you—
to ax you—to— but I dunno how to go ’bout it.
Me’n Marthy wuz thinkin’, Mars’ Phil, couldn't
you — could n’t some white gem’man ” —

‘“Tsaac!” shouted Lawyer Graves, springing to
his feet, grasping Ik’s shoulder and shaking him
till his teeth chattered and his unfortunate rag of
a hat fell from his trembling hands. ‘What have
you done? What have you done ?”

‘Mars’ Phil!” uttered Ik in frightened tones,
shrinking from the lawyer’s grasp, ‘‘’deed, Mars’
Phil, I didn’t mean no harm. I didn’t mean my
mistress to know de money come fum me! She
tole me, you tole me, Mars’ Phil, sah, dat de money
could n’t be got nohow, an’ we could n’t b’ar, me an’
Marthy, to see de ole place go like dat, an’ so—
an’ so—O Mars’ Phil, sah, deed I didn’t mean
no harm!”

“Harm!” cried the lawyer with shining eyes
and unsteady lips, ‘Isaac! Isaac! You have done
what the noblest gentleman in the land might be
proud of having done, what not one ‘white gem’-
man’ in a million would think of doing! You
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have sold the roof from over your head; you, in
your old age, have thrown yourself out of house
and home to— O Ik! Ik!”

“You'll do it then, Mars’ Phil!” cried Ik, eager
and excited, approaching the lawyer as he sank
back into his chair and touching his hand with the
tip of his black finger; “you'll save de ole place
an’ never let ’em know; min’ dat, Mars’ Phil! —
never let ’em know whar de money come f’um.”

“T’ll do it, Ik; who would n’t do it? But after
it’s done. Where’s your money, Isaac?”

‘Here, right here, Mars’ Phil!” and drawing an
old stocking from hidden depths somewhere about
his person, Ik emptied its contents into the lawyer's
hands.

‘“Tsaac! Isaac!” said Lawyer Graves, “ give that
stocking to me. I’ll keep it so long as there’s a
shred of it left, and who else will be able to show
a like souvenir? Who else will be able to tell
a story such as I can and will tell? There’s two
hundred and fifty dollars I’ll put down to your
credit till you call for it. That’s over and above
the five hundred, you know. There’s something
else written against your name in a mighty book,
Isaac — but I’m talking Greek to you! Go along
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and tell Mrs. Harold I must see her immediately
and that I have good news for her. But, no; send
Grimsby here; I'll settle with Grimsby first and
then I'll see her.”

And Ik, with beatified countenance, picked up
his disreputable headgear and shuffled off as fast
as his feet in their ragged coverings could carry
him.

“Tk! Ik!” cried Mrs. Harold in broken tones.
The shambling, awkward, ungainly figure stood
before her in her own room, nervously turning and
twisting that disgraceful hat, his manner the manner
of a culprit called to account for dire misdeeds.

‘Ef you please, Mis’ Mary, Mars’ Phil — he
promised not to tole you, he did,” muttered Ik in
the lowest depths of humiliation and confusion.

“O Isaac! Isaac! I don’t know what to do for
you, I don’t know what to say to you!” continued
Mrs. Harold. ‘ How dared you do such a thing?
How dared you think of it? But, O Ik! Ik! I’m
glad to know that there’s such a creature in the
world! You don’t know, you can’t know, what you
have saved us from, what you have done for us,
Isaac; but some day you shall have a home of
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your own again, you and Martha. And some day,
Ik, some day, when you meet your dead master
face to face in a better world” —

Ik lifted a suddenly glorified face. ‘ Dat’s
whot I’s hopin’ an’ tryin’ fer, mistress,” he whis-
pered under his breath, ‘‘ to meet my marster some
day in dat better world. ’T ain’t so fer away, Mis’
Mary, dat day, an’ when I meets ’em dar, Mars’
Guy, an’ my heabenly Marster, I wants to feel dat
I can look ’em bofe in de face widout fear an’
tremblin’. Dat’s whot I’s hopin’ an’ tryin’ fer,

)

mistress ;” and turning away he shambled softly
from the room and back to Nell’s flower-beds,
wholly unconscious of the heroism and self-sacri-
fice embodied in the deed he had done; mindful
only of, thankful only for, in the simple, humble,
unthinking ignorance of his untaught African soul,
the fact that the old home of his dead master was
safe once more in the possession of those who

loved and honored it for that dead master’s sake.

GRETCHEN.

BY
MARJORIE RICHARDSON.

73

GRETCHEN.

le was the second concert Gretchen Ritter had

ever attended. She was such a little girl, only
ten years old, and the grandfather was so poor. He
never had tickets given him, even though he helped
interpret Beethoven’s great symphonies and all the
other wonderful compositions to a large audience
every Wednesday evening.

It was not his fault. It would have been like a
beam of sunlight to him to have seen his darling’s
golden head and loving blue eyes among the audi-
ence when he took his place on the great stage and
looked down on the crowd of strange faces. But
what could he do? He was only an obscure violinist
and must not ask for favors, and, besides, Gretchen
was such a very little girl to sit alone among all
those people for a whole evening.

Gretchen agreed with him perfectly. She had a
very humble opinion of herself, but she could afford
to be humble, for had she not the grandfather to be
proud of? Had she not dreamed of the day, that

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delightful day, when Mr. Arnold, the cross director,
should find out how much talent Herr Ritter really
had and should allow him to play one of his own
compositions to that expectant audience ?

Gretchen had firm faith in her grandfather’s music.
How she thrilled and wept while listening to some
of his dreamy andantes, and how her eyes danced
and her cheeks glowed while she kept time to the
bright little scherzos which sometimes, but not often,
found their way among his compositions! And she
could play them all herself, too. Ever since she
could remember she had shared the dear old violin
with him, and he had taught her his best, delighted
with the really extraordinary ability of the little maid,
whose small fingers seemed almost too tiny to fly
over the strings with such marvelous rapidity.

“She can blay the piece,” he often said to his
only friend and confidant, Fritz Liitzel, ‘she can
blay the piece so goot as I. She can blay the piece
better than I. Ah, wait, Fritz, wait till my Gretchen
grow up a woman, then we shall see what we shall
sees

Fritz thought he was quite right, only that a
mistake lay in waiting at all.

Why should not Gretchen astonish the world at
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once? Hehad heard many a young artist applauded
and praised who had not, he was sure, half the deli-
cacy of touch, half the power of expression which
his little friend possessed.

But the grandfather would not allow him even to
speak of it.

‘She is yet aso small madchen,” he would say
gently, “and she haf no miitter, only me, her poor
old grandfather, who can do nodings for her, nodings
but gif her his best teaching. Wait, Fritz, wait till
she grow a leetle older before we put her before the
peoples. Let her be a leetle girl for but a few more
- year.”

So Gretchen had waited and kept house in the
three little rooms over the bakery, and practised all
her odd moments, and once, once she had been to
a concert.

Fritz Liitzel, who played one of the French horns
in the orchestra, had hurt his hand, and being
granted a week’s holiday, he made use of his
liberty by taking Gretchen to one of the concerts.

Should she ever forget the great event — the lights,
the people, and, more absorbing still, the great,
beautiful music which seemed to fill her whole soul?

She had thought of it for months after, and now
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she was really to hear it again, and under what
circumstances !

Her dreams were to be realized, for the grand-
father was at length to be the soloist, and moreover
was to play one of his own compositions, ‘“ Der
Abschied.”

How such wonderful luck had come about,
Gretchen did not at first know. Herr Ritter
modestly attributed it to the sudden illness of Mr.
Gdllitz, the intended soloist, and the necessity for
filling his place at once.

But when Fritz came in later in the evening he
told Gretchen gleefully how the great musical critic,
Mr. Warren, had overheard Herr Ritter playing over
to himself one of the little andantes from his
‘‘ Abschied.” How he had been struck by his skill
and had spoken to Mr. Arnold of him, and begged,
or rather insisted, that he should be the soloist for
the next concert, filling the place of Mr. Gollitz and
playing that same little andante.

It was Mr. Warren’s last week in America, and as
for years the concerts had been under his supervision,
Mr. Arnold was naturally anxious to please his
patron, even to the extent of bringing the obscure old
Herr Ritter into prominence.
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So the matter had been arranged, and already the
programs were being printed with Herr Ritter’s
name as soloist in large letters at the end, and
‘Selections from ‘Der Abschied’ (first time)” in
small letters near the top.

Gretchen could hardly sleep that night for very
excitement. Already she imagined the wonder and
delight of the people at this new composer. The
questions which would be asked, of where he could
have remained hidden for so long; the increase of
engagements, and at last money enough to carry
them both, and Fritz Liitzel, back to the Father-
land, that sunny Fatherland, which Gretchen could
remember so faintly. Back to the grandfather's
land of music, and to the little cottage near the
great, bright city, where the first happy years of her
childhood had been passed. She talked about it
continually, and all day long after her modest house-
wifery was finished she would play parts of “ Der
Abschied ” over and over.

Sometimes with closed eyes she imagined herself
playing before crowded houses as the grandfather
would play; sometimes with her eyes fixed on the
little strip of blue sky visible from the tiny window
she would dream herself back in her own little room
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in the Weissbeide cottage. The crowning moment
came when Fritz told her he had obtained per-
mission for her to go to the concert and remain in
the anteroom, where she could hear the music per-
fectly. Then for a day, it is true, “ Der Abschied”
was neglected while Gretchen washed and mended
and made over her one best frock, and pressed out
the broad pieces of blue ribbon which were to deck
out her person a little for the great occasion.

For a time she was almost too happy, but at
length came a cloud, and a very serious one it was.

Two days before the concert a painful attack of
rheumatism came upon the grandfather. The poor
old fingers of his right hand were so knotted that
he could hardly hold the bow, and yet he must go
to rehearsals and try to be thankful that it was his
right instead of his left hand.

Gretchen bathed the poor fingers in warm lini-
ment each night, and talked bravely of how the
rheumatism sometimes departed as suddenly as it
came; but her heart grew heavier and heavier, and
Wednesday morning, the day of the concert, she
could hardly keep back her tears when the grand-
father entered the kitchen with a pale, anxious face.

‘‘Mein Gretchen,” he said in a low, trembling
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voice, “it has kom a leetle also to the other
hand.”

They both knew too well that this was his only
chance; that after Mr. Warren had gone away
Mr. Arnold would trouble himself no more about
the playing or composition of the old violinist.
But if he could only be heard once! Herr Ritter
was very modest, but he did have some hope that
if his “ Abschied” might be brought before the
public for even a single time, he might perhaps be
able to dispose of it; and now! If he could arrest
the rheumatism in his left hand for one day, just
for one day. He stayed in the house all that morn-
ing and afternoon, keeping the poor old hands as
warm as possible, while Gretchen cheered him as
best she could with her singing and hopeful words
of encouragement.

Seven o'clock came and with it Fritz Liitzel to
escort them to the hall.

To his great relief Herr Ritter found that the
rheumatism had gone from his left hand, and that
he could move his right with but little pain; so
Gretchen dressed herself with a light heart, hum-
ming little snatches from ‘Der Abschied”; and,
as a crowning adornment, she placed in Herr
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Ritter’s coat a gay little scarlet boutonniére, for
which she had been saving up her odd pennies —
and you may be sure they were not many —for
the past two weeks. Then the three set out for
the hall together.

At first Gretchen was almost frightened by the
noise and confusion, and after Herr Ritter and Fritz
had left her to arrange their music and stands for
the evening, she sat ina corner of the anteroom
bewildered and wondering.

Everyone seemed to have so much to say, and
said it in such a loud tone and with so many ges-
tures, that it fairly made her head whirl, and she was
glad enough when a gentleman who did not seem
to have anything especial to do, and who was
wandering aimlessly about, came at length to her
corner and asked kindly if she were waiting for
anyone.

She replied in her pretty, broken English, and
then, as he continued to smile so pleasantly at her,
she ventured to explain why she was there.

“Ah,” said the gentleman thoughtfully, ‘so Herr
Ritter is your grandfather! Well, well, and are you
fond of music, too?”

Gretchen laughed softly, quite forgetting her
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timidity at this strange question. ‘“ Fond of it?”
she repeated; “if one came to me and should
promise to me all the fine, beautiful houses, all the
bright dresses — everything, if I give up the music,
I would say no; for noding could I give it up
except for the grandfader or Fritz, and they, they
know what it is to me, they would not ask it.
Why, see, then, mein Herr, I know each movement,
each note which my grandfader play to-night.

‘“T have play it often myself, and I know how
I felt when first I heard it, how I feel when now I
hear it. It is as if life were one beautiful dream,
and when the people hear it, ah, mein Herr, it will
not be hard for the grandfader to sell his music after
that !

‘Do you know, perhaps, how he looks, which he
is? There, coming here to us now with a red flower
on his coat, and that is Fritz behind with him, ader
— was tst denn ?”

She suddenly interrupted herself as they came
nearer and she caught sight of her grandfather's
white face.

In a moment she was at his side and had tenderly
lifted the poor trembling hands and looked earnestly
at them. She knew, alas! too well, what had
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happened. The sudden change from the warm
bandages in which they had been wrapped all day
to the cold air of the hall had brought on a worse
attack of rheumatism, and she knew that it would
now be impossible with his hands drawn as they
were to touch the violin.

She stood for an instant unable to speak, scarcely
understanding anything but her terrible disappoint-
ment. At last she became conscious of Mr. Arnold's
angry voice beside them.

“Confound it, Ritter!” he was saying harshly,
‘‘you ought to have let me known in the morning
that you would n’t be able to play. Anyone knows
that rheumatism isn’t the work of a minute, and
what am I going to do now, I should like to
know? All the people here and no one to play the
solos. Hang it, you’ll have to play, or leave the
place for good and all. Mr. Warren,” he said more
respectfully, turning to Gretchen’s friend, who stood
listening silently, “I am sure you agree with
ine:

Herr Ritter looked slowly about him, at the man-
ager’s angry face, at poor Fritz’s distressed one, and
at Gretchen’s bowed head, then wistfully at his own
swollen hands.
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‘‘T cannot blay,” he said; “1 cannot. Come,
Gretchen, we will go.”

But a sudden thought had come to her; a
thought that made her flush and tremble and
shrink for a moment, and then she hurried to
Mr. Warren’s side and looked up bravely into
his face.

“May I play ‘Der Abschied’ instead of my
grandfader?” she said. “I know it well and can
play it as goot as he. Will you let me try?”

For a moment there was silence in the little room.
They were 2!] too much astonished to speak. Then
as Mr. Warren did not answer, Fritz came eagerly
forward.

“Tt is true,” he said in a quick low voice; ‘she
can play it as well, perfectly as well, as Herr Ritter.
Will you let her try?

Mr. Warren looked about in troubled perplexity.
It was impossible to provide a soloist at a moment's
notice. But then Gretchen was so small and he
had never heard her play. Still Herr Ritter had
great talent; why might not his granddaughter have
inherited some of it? He glanced at Herr Ritter,
who stood looking at him with a gleam of hope in
his faded blue eyes as he waited breathlessly for
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the decision. He looked at Gretchen. Her face
was very pale but her eyes shone with a brave,
steady light, and her voice did not falter as she said
again: “May I try?”

The orchestra was in its place and the audience
was already growing impatient. It was a great risk,
but he decided to take it.

“Yes,” he answered slowly, “ you may play. Mr.
Arnold, you must go now and announce that a
change has been made in the program.”

Mr. Arnold, angry and bewildered, left the room,
and Fritz, after an encouraging pat on Gretchen's
shoulder, hurried away to take his place, leaving
Mr. Warren, Herr Ritter, and Gretchen alone.

‘Mein Herr,” said Herr Ritter tremulously, “ you
have done much for us. Do not be afraid for my
Gretchen. She can blay. You will see.”

And hedid see. When it came time for Gretchen
to take her place on the stage she turned to him, as
if understanding his fears, and said simply : —

‘Do not be afraid that I shall spoil your concert.
The people will like the grandfader’s music, and I
will do my best.”

Then with an unfaltering step she walked straight
on to the stage and took her place there alone,


















A TRUE LITTLE GERMAN MAIDEN STOOD BEFORE THEM.

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before all the people. There was a rustle through-
out the hall. Everyone was leaning eagerly forward
to catch sight of the little musician.

A true littke German maiden stood before them.
Her face was very white, but there was a trusting
look in the sweet blue eyes which gazed down at
_them appealingly as if asking for their approval.

There was a certain pathos, too, in the poor little
attempt which had evidently been made for a touch
of girlish finery. The snowy white ruffles in the
neck and sleeves of the carefully mended gown,
the fresh piece of blue ribbon at the throat, and the
little scarlet flower which at the last moment the
grandfather had pinned beside it.

When the first shock of meeting the glare of the
footlights and the gaze of the half-seen sea of human
faces had passed, Gretchen stood before her audi-
ence with full confidence in herself. She thought
only of the music she knew and loved so well and
of earning the grandfather’s applause at the end.
Clasping closely the violin, her dear old friend, she
raised it to her shoulder and began to play. The
color returned to her face at the first familiar strain,
and she was back again in the little kitchen. The
people, the musicians, the great hall, everything
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faded away from her, and it was not the soloist
playing for money or fame, but a true heart playing
for the happiness of those she loved and for all the
hopes of the future.

When the last soft note had died away, there came
at first that most flattering tribute which is accorded



only to a true musician — a perfect silence.

The people were accustomed to listening to fine
artists, but seldom had the old hall rung with such
applause as then greeted the little girl who looked
down at them with the happy dreams awakened by
* her music not yet gone from her eyes.

Suddenly she seemed to become aware that all
this commotion was forher. She smiled shyly down
at the friendly faces looking up at her, then hurried
across the stage to the anteroom door where Mr.
Warren was joining vigorously in the applause.

“Did you like it? Are you glad I tried? Will
the grandfader be able to sell the music now?”
she cried.

She never for a moment dreamed that the
audience’s approval was for her rendering, but
thought it was all for the beauty of ‘“ Der
Abschied.”

“IT say, Ritter,” said Mr. Arnold, drawing the
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grandfather aside, ‘that child of yours is a prodigy.
She'll make a great stir in the world, and the
younger she’s brought out the better. [Il tell you
what I'll do—I’ll give you a third of the profits,
and I'll take her for a tour through the United
States, stopping at all the largest cities”? —

“Mr. Arnold,” interrupted Mr. Warren’s quiet
voice, ‘“ you need trouble yourself no further. The
musical education of Herr Ritter’s granddaughter
will be my care for the future.”

AN EASTER ROSE,

BY

EMMA HUNTINGTON NASON,

AN EASTER ROSE.

Ree MON» STANLEY, I believe those girls
are following us!”

The speaker was one of two pretty, daintily
dressed maidens, evidently sisters, who had just
crossed the beautiful park which was the pride of
their native city, while following closely and persist-
ently behind them, as both had been forced to ob-
serve, came two unmistakable children of the street.

With an indignant flush on her fair face Grace
Stanley touched her sister’s arm, and together they
turned from a side entrance of the park into one of
the great business thoroughfares of the city. But
there was no escape from the calm yet vigilant eyes
of their silent pursuers. When Grace and Rosa-
mond paused to glance at the display in some
elaborately decorated window, their unwelcome
attendants paused also; when the sisters entered a
store, these tireless waifs waited patiently until
they came out and again fell closely in their rear.
When Rosamond wiped her own pretty nose, the

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mischievous elf behind her flourished a ragged
pocket-handkerchief; when Grace tossed her
queenly head in indignation, up went the curly
locks of the other girl with an air that would have
done credit to any high-bred daughter of New
England; and once, on coming from a large estab-
lishment in whose various departments the sisters
had spent an unusually long time, with the vain
hope that their pursuers would pass on without
them, Rosamond was nearly convulsed with merri-
ment to find that the taller of the two girls, who
might have been thirteen or fourteen years of age,
had refolded her old plaid woolen shawl in imita-
tion of her own handsomely fringed mantle, and
was now wearing it with an air of elegance which
Rosamond herself had not dreamed of presenting.

This, however, was the last drop in the already
well-filled bucket.

In despair the two sisters stopped before a
florist’s window and pretended to be absorbed in
the contemplation of a brilliant display of Easter
flowers.

Suddenly Rosamond turned from her place near
the door and accosted the two girls who had
also promptly taken position.
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“Did you wish to pass in?” she said with her
sweetest smile.

‘“Not unless you do,” was the bland reply.

‘But what do you wish of us?” persisted Rosa-
mond.

“Why,” said the girl, striking an attitude as
nearly like Rosamond’s own as a first-class actress
could have done, ‘we don’t wish anything! But
Iam you, and Meg is her—don’t you see? Some
days we’re folks we meet on the street, and some
days we’re real ladies,” she added with a very per-
ceptible touch of sarcasm. ‘I would n’t be her for
anything,” — here she shot a flash from her saucy
eyes at Grace, —‘‘so Meg had to be! I am you!
I rather like your style!”

Grace’s fair face blazed with righteous indigna-
tion; but before either she or Rosamond could reply
the attention of the speaker was riveted upon some-
thing in the window.

‘“Goodness!”” she said in a suppressed yet per-
fectly audible tone; “look at that rose, Meg!
Would n’t granny smile if she could see that?”

Rosamond and her sister were at once ignored,
while the two children gazed in rapt admiration
upon a rosebush placed in the rear of the window.
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It was laden with blossoms, large cream-white blos-
soms, with softly clinging petals, as pure in color
and symmetrical in form as nature and the florist’s
art could make them.

Suddenly the older girl dropped both her arms
straight down at her side and said in a most pathetic
way :—

“] wish I’d never seen it! Come, Meg, let’s go
home!”

“ Are you very fond of roses?” Rosamond ven-
tured to inquire.

“Don’t care anything about ’em myself,” replied
the girl doggedly; ‘but my grandmother likes
‘em!”

“What is your name, and who is your grand-
mother?” asked the impulsive Rosamond, whose
sympathy was now thoroughly enlisted.

“My name is Tam, and my grandmother is — my
grandmother!” was the resentful reply. ‘Some
folks don’t have ’em! Meg doesn’t; she sprung
from the gutter, but we are the aristocracy of
Glumm Street.”

With this Tam folded her arms and looked Rosa-
mond haughtily in the face.

‘“Oh, come on, Tam!” said Meg.
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But Rosamond stood her ground squarely in front
of them.

“Tell me your grandmother’s name,” she said in
a tone which appealed in some way to Tam’s defiant
spirit.

“Well, her name is Tamsen; she was named for
me.” Then tilting her head in a. peculiarly pro-
voking way, and glancing keenly at Rosamond, she
added: “I know the kind of a one you are; so
now if you’re going to ask me next to come to
your sewing-school or anything, I can -tell you
beforehand I should n't be happy to.”

‘And you say your grandmother likes roses?”
gasped Rosamond, while her own face flushed, for
she had at that very moment been thinking of the
sewing-school and was vaguely wondering how she
could. bring the conversation around to this sub-
ject. She was therefore almost startled by Tam’s
emphatic : —

“Yes, ma’am, she does!”

Then a new mood seized Rosamond’s strange
acquaintance.

“My grandmother had one o’ them rosebushes
herself once,” she said, ‘only the flowers were
yellow. She called ’em tea-roses; and one day
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Meg and I steeped the whole lot — leaves, roses,
and all—and made tea o’ ’em; and when granny
found it out she cried. I’d give my right hand
this minute if I could buy that rosebush in there
for her.”

“Rosamond, do you see who is watching us?
Iam going home!” And annoyed beyond endur-
ance Grace signaled a horsecar.

Rosamond looked up and saw her cousin Donald,
a lad of about her own age, with two young men
whom she recognized as classmates of Donald's
eldest brother at Harvard.

“Go on, then, Grace,” she said hastily; “Ill take
the next car.” :

Tam had also turned to go away, but Rosamond
seized her firmly by the arm. ‘“Tamsen, grand-
daughter of Tamsen, come into this store with me!”

Tam hung back, but Rosamond unflinchingly
dragged her along.

“What is the price of the white rose in the win-
dow?” inquired Rosamond of the clerk who stepped
forward to wait upon her.

“This? Ah! this is a Madame Bravy, a new
and exquisite variety.”

“The price?” demanded Rosamond.


























“GIVE If TO THIS CHILD.”

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“Two dollars and a half.”

“Give it to this child!”

But Rosamond took the rosebush and placed it
in Tamsen’s hands herself. ‘There, go home and
give this, with my compliments, to your grand-
mother.”

Tamsen opened her mouth wider and wider, but
seemed unable to articulate a sound.

“But wait one minute!” exclaimed Rosamond
by a sudden impulse. ‘Why won’t you come to
my sewing-school, Tamsen?”

Then she wished she had not spoken, for tears
suddenly filled the girl’s gray eyes.

“T would, miss, I would truly, now, but—I hate
to sew. Maybe Meg would go,” she added. “Yes,
Meg, you’d better; but I can’t! I’m going to be
a carpenter!”

“Carpenter?” repeated Rosamond.

“Yes, that’s what I’m going to be. That’s what
my father was, and I’ve got his mechanical genius,
you know. Anyway, that’s what granny says.”

“Tamsen,” said Rosamond with sudden inspira-
tion, ‘did you ever try wood-carving ?”

‘“Wood-carving!” gasped Tamsen. “No, but
I’d like to awfully.”
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“ Listen, then, and I will tell you what I will do,”
said Rosamond. “If you will come to the chapel
on B

Meg and sew an hour, I will take you home with



Street to-morrow afternoon and bring

me afterwards and give you a lesson in wood-
carving. I have a lovely new set of tools and
some beautiful designs. I’m very fond of carpen-
tering myself.”

“It’s a bargain,” said Tam with unmistakable
sincerity.

All this while Rosamond had been dimly con-
scious of observers, but she was not to be deterred
from her mission, and as she dismissed Tamsen
she turned to meet the curious gaze of her cousin
Donald and his young friends.

“We are awaiting your gracious recognition,”
said he with a profound bow, “and beg permission
to ride home with you. We also hoped you were
going to adopt those specimens which you had on
hand when we encountered you.”

‘Perhaps I may hereafter,” replied Rosamond
with dignity. ‘I was much interested in them
myself!”

On the following afternoon Rosamond returned
from the mission sewing-school accompanied by her
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new protégée, who was eager for a sight of the
promised carving tools. The self-appointed teacher
took her guest upstairs into a room at the end of
the hall, where an hour passed full of absorbing
delight to the young pupil.

“She is very bright and skilful with her hands,”
declared Rosamond after Tam’s departure. ‘She
must have inherited somebody’s mechanical genius,
and she will soon be beyond my instruction.”

The next morning Grace and Rosamond were
busy at work in the same room which had been
used as a studio and general manufactory of illumi-
nated cards, booklets, and other dainty gifts, during
the few weeks preceding Easter. Various pictures
and objects of decorative art in different stages of
completion were scattered about the department.
In the course of the morning Rosamond had occa-
sion to lift the covering from some recently deco-
rated china upon a table, and reviewed with critical
eye the several pieces of a pretty ¢e-d-téte set of
antique pattern on which was painted an old-fash-
ioned design consisting of a small pink flower with
a stem of leaves which curiously alternated in blue
and green.

“T thought this would be such an easy thing to
106 AN EASTER ROSE.

paint,” said Rosamond, gazing at her own handi-
work, “but there is a certain effect in these old-
fashioned, conventional designs that is very difficult
to reproduce. Do you think my set looks like
grandma’s pitcher?—but where is the pitcher,
Grace ?”

‘The pitcher? I do not know,” replied Grace,
wholly absorbed in her own work on the easel
before her.

“But I put it right here on the table myself.”

“Then it must be there, of course,” responded
Grace.

“But it isn’t!” cried Rosamond excitedly.
‘Mother must have taken it. I’ll go and ask
her;

Mrs. Stanley, however, had no knowledge of
the missing article; and a thorough search having
proved unavailing, Rosamond returned with a per-
plexed countenance to the studio.

“What do you think can have become of it?”
she said as she sank into a chair.

“Tf you really wish to know what I think,”
answered Grace, ‘I shall be obliged to say that
I think your protégée from Glumm Street has the
pitcher.”
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“Not Tamsen!” exclaimed Rosamond. ‘“ Why,
that child is as honest as the daylight. And she
did n’t even care to look at the china; she was
entirely absorbed in her wood-carving.”

‘But where is it? No one else has been here,
and china cream-pitchers do not walk off them-
selves.”

“That is true, alas! But, wherever it is, I know
that Tamsen has had nothing to do withit. But I
shall walk straight down to Glumm Street this very
day. I shall neither eat nor sleep till I can prove
that she is innocent.” And accordingly, as soon
as practicable, our energetic young heroine, with
Bridget O’Flanders, a faithful old family servant,
for an escort, set out, prepared to penetrate to the
heights and depths of Glumm Street. As they
approached the number given by Tamsen to Rosa-
mond, however, the heart of the latter began to fail.
What if she should find the pitcher after all ?

Suddenly the valiant Bridget seized Rosamond
by the arm.

“Look, miss,” she said, ‘into that window,
quick ! ”

Rosamond looked, and there, almost within reach
of her hand, she beheld the creamy blossoms of the
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Bravy rose which she had given to Tam; and by
the side of these a handful of scarlet and white
carnations in — her own grandmother’s china pitcher.
There was the same odd, angular handle, and the
unmistakable pink flower with its impossible blue
and green leaves.

“O Tam!” she moaned.

‘Don’t, darlin’,” said the sympathetic Irish-
woman. ‘She’s not worth a lash from your pretty
eyes, much less a teardrop.” And with a comfort-
ing pat upon the hand Bridget led Rosamond back
through the dreary street and left her at the house
of her aunt Mary, where by previous invitation
she and her sister were to lunch that day.

Rosamond found the family at the table and
sat down dejectedly in her place.

‘Why, what is the matter? What has happened,
Rosamond?” anxiously inquired Mrs. Thornton.
“Let me give you a cup of tea, dear.”

“T have been on a kind of a Diogenes hunt and
had my heart broken,” answered Rosamond. ‘Then
she told the sad story.

“Jt is just as I expected,” declared Grace.
‘Mother has treasured that cream-pitcher for years,
—it was grandma’s, you know, aunt Mary, — the
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last piece of the set; and now this wretched
Tamsen ” —

‘Your pardon, Grace,” interrupted Don, rising
precipitately from the table. “I am the wretch —
a wretch of basaltic blackness. But when I hear of
injured innocence, when Tamsen, granddaughter of
Tamsen, is assailed, then I make confession.”

With this the lad darted out into the hall, and
speedily returning, laid by Rosamond’s plate a
package which, on being opened, disclosed to the
view of the astonished family the familiar china
pitcher.

“Where did you get it?” exclaimed Rosamond.
“Did you take it away from Tam?” and tears of
bitter disappointment filled her eyes.

‘“My Rosa-Mundi,” asserted Don tragically, “I
have not seen Tam since she marched off in tri-
umph with the rosebush, her tartan blanket waving
in the breeze.”

“ Donald,” said Mrs. Thornton with a troubled
look, ‘sit down at once and explain this matter.”

“Certainly, mother mine. You see I have made
asad mistake. I thought a fault were better half-
redressed, if possible, before confessed, instead of
vice versa, 1 happened in at aunt Helen’s yester-
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day afternoon. Ann told me that the young ladies
were at home, sol ran up to the studio. To my
profound regret, the young ladies were not there,
but there was a new picture on the easel. I admired
it very much, walking backward all the time to get
the effect, you know, when suddenly something hit
something, and when I looked around this precious
jug lay on the floor with the handle broken short off.

‘Of course,” continued Don, “my first thought
was to alarm the family. Then I concluded that I
would steal ignominiously out of the house and take
the thing down to Kaufmann’s and have it mended.
They promised to do it this forenoon, and I was just
on my way back with it when I found it was time
for lunch. So, between the gnawings of hunger
and the pangs of conscience, here I am with the
jug. I hope Kaufmann has done a good job,”
added Don penitently. ‘The rest of the affair has
been a bad enough bungle.”

“But how do you account for your mistake,
Rosamond ?” inquired Mrs. Thornton. ‘“ You were
so sure that you saw the pitcher in the window.”

‘‘T know that I saw it,” asserted Rosamond.

“I have a bright idea,” said Don. “ Let’s all
march down to Glumm Street to-morrow and sur-
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round the house. Then if the ghost of the pitcher
appears again in Tamsen’s window, we shall know
that her grandmother is a witch. I more than half-
believe she is.”

This proposal met with unanimous favor; and on
the following morning the four cousins, including
Donald’s older brother John, set out for Glumm
Street:

“Now tread softly,’
the end of their long walk, “for we are approaching
the dreadful place. Tread softly — and look!”

There was a momentary hush. For once in her
life Grace Stanley so far forgot herself as to lean
back against the walls of a tenement house, although
Don at once assured her that it was dangerous to

’

said Don as they neared

do so.

“Tell me,” she exclaimed, “am I in my right
mind or not?”

“That is certainly the china pitcher of our com-
mon ancestress,” declared Don solemnly.

“Don’t stare so,” said Rosamond. ‘Someone
is looking out of the window. It’s an old lady —
a lovely old lady too.”

The words were hardly spoken when the doot

was flung open and Tamsen herself appeared.
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“Good morning, Tamsen; we were just coming
to see you,” said Rosamond.

“Not coming in?” replie¢ Tamsen in a tone
which sounded rather inhospitable.

“Why, yes, we hoped you would invite us to
do so.”

“H’m! Mother’s not at home. That’s lucky.
She wouldn’t see you anyway! Maybe grammy
will. You wait, and I’ll go and ask her!”

“Under the circumstances, Donald, I think you
and J had better walk on a little way,” said John.

“Not I,” replied the younger brother. “I’m
going if anybody does! Wasn't I the cause of all
Tamsen’s wrongs? To be sure she doesn’t know
how foully she has been suspected, but I intend to
be present at the disclosure.”

John, however, walked briskly down the street,
as Tamsen very soon appeared and, inviting her
guests to enter, ushered them into the presence of
the old lady whose face they had seen at the win-
dow, and who rose with dignity, although support-
ing herself by her cane, as her visitors entered the
room.

“Ts this the young lady who sent the rosebush ?”
she asked with not unpleasant directness of speech.
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“Yes, and I am very glad if you have enjoyed
it,” replied Rosamond. Then she presented her
sister and cousin.

‘“ Bring the bush, Tamsen, and let the young lady
see how the buds have grown.”

“May we not look at the carnations also?” asked
Don, edging towards the window and heartily despis-
ing himself as he did so.

Tamsen gave him a sharp look from her gray
eyes.

“Bring the carnations, too, Tamsen,” said .the
grandmother.

“They ’re all faded and not fit to show,” said
Tamsen obstinately.

“ Bring them,” said the granddame calmly.

There was no appeal from these words. —Tamsen
took the china pitcher, placed it in her grandmother's
lap, and then flounced out of the room.

“ Our Tamsen is such a strange child,” said the
old lady apologetically, “and I cannot tell you,
miss, how grateful we are that you have interested
her in the sewing-school, and for your still greater
kindness in taking her home and showing her about
the lovely wood-carving. Tamsen is just wild over
it. She does n’t like to sew, but wants to be ham-
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mering at something all day long. She made this
set of shelves out of a big box, and this stool for
my feet,” added the old lady proudly. “If she had
only been a boy, this might amount to something;
but I think she had better be doing it now than
running wild onthe streets when she is out of
school. Ah, miss, the greatest trial of our poverty
is that we cannot bring up Tamsen as we would like
to! Poor people cannot choose their friends, and
Tamsen is learning a great many bad ways in spite
of all we can do. But we were not always poor as
you see us now. We were once comfortably well
off, but we lost our little property after we moved to
the city. Then my daughter’s husband died, and
since that time she has been obliged to support us
by her daily work in the shops, and times have been
very hard with us.

“Tt was Tamsen,” she added, turning to Rosa-
mond, “who bought these carnations with money
that she earned herself.”

“They ’re all wilted and not worth looking at
now,” said Tam, whom curiosity had again. forced
into the room. |

‘But the pitcher!” said Rosamond, half-frightened

at her own exclamation.
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“The pitcher is pretty,” said the granddame. “I
have had it a great many years and I am very fond
of it. It was given to me by an old friend and
neighbor up in New Hampshire.”

“T beg pardon, but where did you say?” asked
Rosamond.

‘In Riverdale, New Hampshire, where we once
lived and where my daughter was born.”

“Why, my grandmother lived in Riverdale too,”
replied Rosamond, ‘and she had a pitcher exactly
like this, only a size or two smaller.”

«Was her name Rosamond Reynolds? I thought
so. 1 knew her when we were children; and we
lived side by side in the first years of our married
life. She gave me this piece of china for a keep-
sake when we moved away. You look like her,
and so does the young gentleman. Would you mind
kissing me, my dear eo

Rosamond bent and kissed the sweet, old face on
lips and brow. Grace came forward, too, and ex-
tended her hand very gracefully, while Donald
bowed low over that of the old lady and kissed it
with a courtly reverence worthy of his grandfather.

In the meantime the older brother had returned,
and with what patience he could command was
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waiting at the door when Don and the young ladies
reappeared upon the street.

‘“‘T was just planning a descent upon the house,”
he said, “to rescue you from the clutches of the
witch !”

“Witch!” retorted Don. ‘“We’ve been paying
court to a duchess! You should have seen us!
But it was our own grandmother’s china pitcher
after all!”

That the friendly calls at Glumm Street did not
end with the one recorded above will be readily
believed. Mrs. Stanley and Mrs. Thornton distinctly
remembered their mother’s old friend and neighbor,
although they had quite lost trace of her after her
removal from Riverdale; and the sincere interest
which they manifested in renewing the acquaintance
soon found a response even in the proud and em-
bittered heart of Tamsen’s mother, who had not
borne the humiliations of poverty in a very meek or
submissive spirit.

But although the better days which soon came
to them were due at first to the assistance of Tam-
sen’s new friends, the prosperity of the family was
afterwards maintained by the talent and industry of
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Tamsen herself, who is now earning a comfortable
income, not by decorating china, painting in water
colors, or Kensington embroidery, — not even by
the art of plain sewing, which, we are forced to say,
Tamsen never acquired, — but by turning her ‘“ me-
chanical genius” to a practical occupation, which,
after a course of judicious instruction secured by
the aid of her new friends and some years of dili-
gent labor on her own part, she finds both congenial
and remunerative. A visit to what is now known
as ‘ Miss McAllister’s art rooms” would disclose to
anyone the secret of her success. One tastefully
furnished apartment is hung with engravings, etch-
ings, photographs, and water colors in frames, often
unique in style, or elaborately carved, and_ all
of Tamsen’s own manufacture. Fine cabinetwork,
and countless odd and attractive articles from a
plain wooden bread-tray with its conventional bor-
der, to the daintiest of inlaid jewel-caskets, are from
time to time exhibited there; all of which find ready
sale among those who appreciate a bit of excellent
and artistic handwork.

Adjoining this room is a veritable workshop.
Here Tamsen has her ‘“‘carpenter’s bench,” with its
double row of brightly polished tools, her turning
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lathe, and other needful machinery and the varied
implements of her cunning craft.

Tamsen has brought to her work all the strength
of her vigorous youth and the impetus of her youth-
ful enthusiasm. She believes in her calling; her
business is a success; her friends are proud of her.

And proudest of all, perhaps, is Rosamond, who
delights to show to her guests, in her own well-
appointed home, a beautiful and artistic set of fur-
niture made from patterns originally designed for
her by her devoted friend Tamsen McAllister.

“This girl, for one,” declares Rosamond, ‘has
not missed her vocation.”

But Tamsen herself tells us that her success is
due to an Easter rose.
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