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The snow garden

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The snow garden and other fairy tales for children
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Wordsworth, Elizabeth, 1840-1932
Haddon, Trevor ( Illustrator )
Longmans, Green, and Co ( Publisher )
Spottiswoode & Co. ( printer )
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vi, [2], 267, [1] p., [10] leaves of plates : ill. ; 19 cm.

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by Elizabeth Wordsworth ; with illustrations by Trevor Haddon.

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FAIRY TALES FOR CHILDREN







AN OLD MAN IN A BLACK FURRED MANTLE.

See page oi.



THE SNOW GARDEN

AND OTHER FAIRY TALES FOR CHILDREN

BY

ELIZABETH WORDSWORTH

AUTHOR OF ‘THOUGHTS FOR THE CHIMNEY-CORNER’ ETC.

Oh! give us once again the wishing cap

Of Fortunatus, and the invisible coat

Of Jack the Giant-killer, Robin Hood,

And Sabra in the forest with St. George!

The child, whose love is here, at least doth reap

One precious gain, that he forgets himself.
PrELUDE, Bk. V.

WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY TREVOR HADDON

LONDON

EON GNEAINS, “GREEN, AN D?:-¢O
AND NEW YORK

1895

All rights reserved






PREP ACE

—_+o+—.

THERE were once some little boys who had
the whooping-cough, and found the days
rather long. They covered the floor of the |
room with newspaper boats ; they made yards
and yards of ‘ gas-piping,’ also of newspaper ;
they painted texts and other things, but still
the days seemed rather long. So one of
their aunts used to come in and sit by the
fire after tea, and tell them fairy tales.
Some of these fairy tales are printed here,'
and perhaps may amuse other little boys and
girls who have whooping-cough, or mumps,
or even measles. One can hardly expect
children who have so many wise and clever
books of history and other useful subjects, to

) Others appeared formerly in Azat Judy’s Magazine.



vi PREFACE

care for such nonsense when they are well
and able to do school work; but perhaps
when they do not feel quite equal to reading
anything very important or improving, they
may like to come and sit on the hearth-rug
by the fire and fancy themselves in fairy land
fora few moments. It is not a bad place,
and after all there is something to be learnt
there, as well as in the lesson books.
Children who cannot learn when at play will
not learn to very much purpose when they
are at work; and the spot where these few
lines are written, reminding us grown-up
people of the delightful tales and legends
which charmed us when we were young,
seems not an unsuitable one for wishing
that the rising generation, among its many
gains, may not lose in that imaginative
power, without which material comforts go
a very little way to making life worth living

whether for rich or poor.
BW.

MELROSE : Azgust 13, 1895.



CONTENTS

SS

PAGE
THE SNOW GARDEN 7 . 7 : . : oo I
WHO IS MASTER? . . . . . : . . 40
THE FIELD OF THE Lost TEMPERS : 7 . - . 59
THE ASTROLOGER . 7 . 7 7 : . . 82
THE CREAKING DOOR . . : : . > 2. TTS
“SEEING THE KINGFISHER’ . : . : . - 154
BURNING ONE’S LUCK . . . . . . - . 197
THE ROCKING-HORSE 7 7 : . 7 . . 214
SIR DUGALD . : . . : . . 6 232

THE CHANGELING . . . . . . : - 250



LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS

te

AN OLD MAN IN A BLACK FURRED MANTLE. . Frontispiece

A PAGE CAME TRIPPING ACROSS THE MARKET-PLACE to face pb. Il

©O CLOCK, I WISH I WERE you!’ . . . ” 42
HIS MOTHER GAVE THEM THEIR SUPPER. . 7 75
A MOST BEAUTIFUL LITTLE WHITE KITTEN. . » 117
IN HER ARMS LAY THE OTHER BABY . . . ” 163
A KNIGHT IN COMPLETE ARMOUR . . . - 212

°MY MASTER AND MISTRESS ARE EXPECTING YOU,

SIR? 7 7 : oo. 7 7 on 216
A GIRL CAME OUT TO THEM . te ; 7 239
MR. PINCH, THE COBBLER . : . ” 258



THE SNOW GARDEN

THERE was once a cottage among the hills in
which a young girl lived with her father. You
cannot imagine a lonelier-looking place than it
was. Below it the road went in a kind of steep
zigzag to the valley. Above rose the cold solitary
mountain peaks covered with snow, and above
them the pale wintry sky, and just now a few stars
were beginning to peep out as Myra, for that was
her name, took her last look before barring the
door and settling herself and her father comfort-
ably down to supper. She had cooked an egg
apiece and some bacon, for her father and herself,
and that, with some rye-bread and milk, was all
they had between them. . It was so nice indoors, the
father thought, with this handy little maid to wait
on him. ‘It is so nice indoors,’ Myra thought,
‘now I have got father back again.’ She had
poked the fire, pulled down her sleeves, shaken up
the cushion in her father’s chair, and they were just

B



2 THE SNOW GARDEN

beginning to be snug and comfortable when she
thought she heard an odd noise outside the
door.

‘Only a fox sniffing out our nice supper,’ the
father said. ‘They get very bold in these hard
winters.’

_ Myra sat down and began cutting the loaf.
Still somehow she did not think that it was a fox
outside. Again the noise—it sounded like some
one hurt. She put down her knife and ran and
listened. ‘Father, may I just open the door a
crack ?’ she said, half hoping he would say No, for
she was rather timid.

‘Well, if you like ; only be quick, the wind cuts
so against my tecth,.’

She opened the door and was surprised to find
what seemed like a great heavy bundle lying
against it. It moved. ‘Why, it is actually an old
woman! How ill and helpless she seems! Father,
will you help drag her in?’

They dragged her in and fastened the door as
quickly as they could. Such a poor old woman!
too weak or too benumbed to stand. The snow as
it melted in front of the fire ran off her in little
watery streams. Myra had to get a cloth and mop
it off the floor.



THE SNOW GARDEN 3

‘She is faint, said the father. ‘Give her a little
warm milk.’.

Myra did so, and then thought, ‘I wonder
if she would like a taste of my poached egg. To
be sure, there is not another in the house ; but never
mind for once in a way.’ And very soon the old
lady had not only finished the egg, but the nice
frizzling bit of bacon too. ‘Well, thought Myra,
‘I wish she'd talk to us a little’ So, by way of
making conversation, she asked her if she felt more
comfortable.

‘Jabber, jabber, jabber, the old woman began
to answer in some foreign language which neither
her host nor hostess had ever heard.

‘Dear me!’ thought Myra, ‘that’s French, I
suppose. Well, we must make signs. Father, I
think I can give her my bed just for to-night.’

‘And where will you sleep, lassie ?’

‘Oh, here in front of the hearth, if you will lend
me your great coat.’

‘Why, said her father, looking slyly at her, ‘I
thought you were far too much afraid of the big
goblin to do that.’

‘Oh, no, said Myra, getting red ; ‘at least, I'll
try not to be. I dare say he won't hurt me.’

‘I dare say not, said her father, laughing.

B2.



4 THE SNOW GARDEN

And they both began to make signs to the old
woman that it was time to go upstairs,

She was so stupid about understanding. Myra
had to lie down on the floor and shut her eyes and
pretend to snore before they could get it into her
mind at all that she was to goto bed. At last,
with a great deal of help, she got upstairs, and then
Myra undressed her and tried to smooth her rough
untidy grey hair. When she took off her ragged
old handkerchief, what was her surprise to sce that
the old woman had got hidden under it a beautiful
gold chain shining like the stars in heaven !

‘This is very dreadful, thought Myra; ‘I am
sure she must be a thief’ And she looked so
shocked that the old woman began a long sentence
which seemed meant for some sort of explanation,
but it was all ‘Jabber, jabber, jabber, as before.
However, she seemed quite pleased to see her
pillow and nice clean sheets, and gave Myra a pat
on the back—her way of showing affection—as she
got into bed.

The father had gone to his room, but as she
went by he put his head and his shirt sleeves out to
say ‘Good night, lassie, and don’t be afraid of the
goblin ; I am sure he won’t hurt a good girl like
you.’



THE SNOW GARDEN 5

Still Myra felt rather shy when she got down-
stairs. There was a sort of red glow in the room
like an oven, and everything was so still, and her
father’s great coat did look so odd, especially the
sleeves, as it hung over the back of his chair.
Presently outside there was a sound as of some-
thing sliding and falling on to the ground. It was
only a heavy lump of snow dropping from the
roof, ‘What a silly little coward I am!’ thought
Myra. ‘NowI won't besilly any more. Here, you
nice old great coat, come and be father’s arms
round me. Good night, father, I am going to
sleep with my head on your shoulder.’ And she
did go to sleep ; and she never saw the goblin.

My own notion is that he came and felt very
cross to see a young girl in his comfortable place.
But the crickets on the hearth chirped to him and
told him what a nice kind thing she had done, and
he understood them quite well and did not disturb
her, but went and sat close to the door all night to
keep the frost out.

When Myra woke in the morning the fire was
still smouldering, and with a little coaxing soon
burnt up. She washed and dressed, and put on the
kettle, and met her father just as he was coming

downstairs,



6 THE SNOW GARDEN

‘Well, have you seen the old lady this morning ?’
he said.

‘No, father, I am just going now.’

She went and tapped gently at the door. No
answer. She listened. The slow breathing of
some one asleep was all that could be heard.

‘Well, father, if you do not mind we will have
our breakfast first, and I can take her up a basin of
porridge when we have done.’

They. had their breakfast, and then Myra,
with a steaming basin of porridge in her hand,
again went upstairs. She knocked. No answer.
She opened the door, and was so amazed at
what she saw that she tumbled down, porridge
and all. The old woman had turned into a most
beautiful fairy, dressed in silks and satins and
diamonds, and with the starry gold chain round
her neck.

‘I do not wonder that you are surprised to see
me, Myra,’ said she, ‘but I could not leave the
cottage without thanking you and your father for
what you did for the poor old gipsy whose form J
wore last night. But first of all we must set
this right.’ And she stooped down and touched the
broken porridge pot, which immediately turned

into an exquisite porcelain bowl full of strawberries



THE SNOW GARDEN a

and cream. ‘Let us take this down for your
father’s breakfast,’ said she.

‘Let me go first, please, my majesty, said Myra,
who had an idea that this was the proper way of
speaking to a queen, just as you say my lady or my
lord, ‘and I will warn my father, or he will be
frightened.’ So she skipped downstairs and told
him that the fairy was coming; and he had: not
time to laugh at her much, for in another minute
the fairy was in the room and told him she had
come to reward him and his daughter for their
kindness.

‘Myra,’ she said, ‘put on your hcod and come
out with me. I am not going to carry her to
Fairyland,’ she said, smiling, to the father, ‘ but
only for a little walk. She shall return in an hour.
Now, Myra, don’t forget to bring a basket with you.’

Myra had on a nice little blue flannel hood and
a grey rabbit-skin tippet, and, with her basket on
her arm, was quite ready to follow the fairy. It
was a cold crisp morning. -There were the marks
of a fox’s fect on the snow, but no human footsteps.
A robin was hovering about the window, and a
flock of wild ducks might be secn in the distance.

‘You must not mind a little scramble, the

fairy said. ‘Follow wherever I go,’



8 THE SNOW GARDEN

Myra was a brave mountaineer, and had no
fear of the steepest places. They seemed to be
going far up among the lonely mountain peaks.
A little waterfall, not frozen yet, tinkled down the
rock, above which some withered bracken bent
under its weight of snow. There was a birch tree
springing from among the crevices.

‘You must creep in here,’ said the fairy.

All at once, beneath the shade of the rock, she
saw a little door, which the fairy opened.

‘Come in, Myra, come in; this is my garden,
she said.

A most dazzling sight it was. No more snow,
no more cold. Myra could not bear her grey fur
tippet, the place was so warm and bright and
summerlike, It is quite impossible to describe
the beauty of this garden. Green turf, where
cistuses dropped their delicate flowers ; walks shaded
by clustering roses ; fountains with water-lilies and
blue forget-me-nots ; lattice-work covered with vines,
where the ripe grapes were hanging thick and
juicy ; peach trees, pear trees, figs with their shady
cool green leaves, white marble benches, statues
more beautiful than life, orange trees. In a word,
fancy the most delightful garden you have ever
seen, and then remember this was at least a



THE SNOW GARDEN 9

hundred times better than that, and you will have
some idea of this fairy place.

Myra stood too confounded to say a word.
The fairy smiled and made her sit down by her on
one of the white marble benches, and gave her a
delicious bunch of grapes to eat.

‘How shall I ever be able to tell father about
_ all this ?’ said Myra.

‘I am going to give you leave to come here
whenever you please,’ said the fairy, ‘and, you sce,
I have told you to bring your basket that you may
take away with you some of this fruit and these
flowers. You may give them to any one you like
but, mind, I shall be very much displeased if you
sell them. Now you may leave me ; but before you
go, take this little golden key, and mind you keep
it safe. Farewell! I hope you will always remain
as good and kind as you were to me yesterday.’
And so saying the fairy opened the door of the
beautiful garden and let Myra out.

She felt like one in a dream as she emerged
into the old snowy chilly everyday world. How-
ever, by the time she reached home she had got
more used to these wonders, and was able to tell
her father all her adventures.

‘And so you mayn’t sell them!’ said he.



10 THE SNOW GARDEN

‘What a pity! Wemight have both of us made
our fortunes.’

‘© father, I am sure we are very happy as we
are. See, I have put aside one little bunch of
grapes, and this handful of roses, and you are to
have all the rest, please. Only I thought when I
go to market this afternoon I would just take those
few to that poor Edmund who, they say, can never
eet well again. His grandmother can hardly buy
bread for him, much less anything nice” So she
went to market with her butter and eggs.

She was rather late in getting. there, and most
of the good housekeepers had already made their
purchases. I wish you could sce the marketplace ;
it was so old and curious, with a cloister running
along one side of it, and a fountain in the middle
made in the shape of a great bronze bear. She
was very fond of this bear, and always wished she
could give him some of her nice things. He must
be so tired of standing with his neck stretched out
and nothing but cold water rushing out of his great
open gurgling throat. Forthough there were ice and
snow on the mountain side, it had all disappeared
in the town, which was warm and sheltered.

Presently a carriage rolled up and stopped in
front of the arches, not far from her stall. A page













A PAGE CAME TRIPPING ACROSS THE MARKET PLACE.



THE SNOW GARDEN Il

in a scarlet and gold coat came tripping across the
marketplace.

‘You're to come and speak to the ladies in that
coach,’ he said, ‘and bring your basket with you.’

Two very grand ladies were in the coach
The elder of the two leaned forward. ‘I see, my
good girl, you have got some nice fruit there, and
flowers too. I have not seen any so wonderfully
forward this year. Ill take them all’

‘Iam sorry, madam, but they are not to be
sold. My eggs and butter are, if you care for
them.’

The lady answered rather stiffly, ‘Thank you,
but I leave things of that kind to my house-
keeper,’

Myra curtsied and was going away. The
lady added, ‘I will make it worth your while to
let me have those grapes. Name your own price,
and here it is for you.’

‘J have no price, ma’am. These grapes are
going for a present to some one who is ill’

‘Some one who is ill?’ said the other lady.
‘But the duchess—this lady here—wants them
for some one who is ill also.’

‘Yes, said the duchess, ‘I have a son who has

quite lost his appetite. He can fancy nothing, but



I2 THE SNOW GARDEN

he told me this morning he thought he could eat
a little fruit. And now won’t you let me have the
only thing that would do him good? I have
hunted all the morning over the town in vain.’

‘I am very sorry, but if your ladyship could
wait till to-morrow I will try and bring a few.’

‘ And not to-night ?’ said the duchess.

‘T wish I could; but I do not see how I can,’
sighed Myra. ‘But the very first thing to-morrow
morning I will bring them to your house if you
will tell me where it is.’

‘It is that house just beyond the bridge—that
big one with the tower. Now mind you don’t
forget, for I want them very particularly indecd.’

‘Good evening, then, ladies, I will be sure and
come to-morrow.’ And Myra took her leave,

After a little while she was so lucky as to sell
her eggs and butter, and then she left the market-
place, and went her way through some of the back
streets to a place where the stables of some of the
nobility were. You could see the beautiful horses
being rubbed down after their day’s work, and the
grooms putting away their blue and silver or
gold and crimson harness, for in that country
horses had handsome plumes on their foreheads,
and little tinkling bells to their bridles, and were



THE SNOW GARDEN 13

altogether of more consequence than they are here.
Still it was not a very pleasant walk. The men
looked at her so, and one asked if she would not
give him a flower to stick in his buttonhole; and
she was glad when she got to the dark little room
where poor Edmund lived with his old grand-
mother.

Poor Edmund was indeed very much to be
pitied. Hehad had a fall and hurt himself two
or three years before, and had got something the
matter with his side which seemed to make him
every day weaker and weaker. The room in which
he lived with his grandmother was so low and dark,
that when you first went in you could only see
something white at one end, which when you had
looked a little longer turned out to be the cover-
let that was over him. Then you made outa very
thin face on the pillow, and his eyes and mouth
smiling at you. Myraoften went toseehim. The
old grandmother used to grumble about the hard
times and the better days she had seen, but he never
did. This particular afternoon she was out washing,
so Edmund was doubly glad of a visitor.

‘How are you, Edmund? though Iam ashamed
to ask you that question so often.’

‘Quite well enough to be glad to see you! I



14 THE SNOW GARDEN

wonder sometimes what I shall do if I am ever too
ill to say that.

‘I was going to say how dull you must be by
yourself, but you don’t look dull. How do you
amuse yourself all day ?’

‘Why, when my head does not ache, which it
luckily does not to-day, I get on very well. I have
been inventing a great machine for improving the
inside of a watermill so as to make it able to sift the
flour after it has ground it. Look here, this is the big
wheel, and this bit joins on to it,and-—~— Have
you got a bit of thread anywhere to fasten these
two pieces of paper together? Thank you! Now
[ think you will understand’—and he put a sort of
little model on the bedclothes. ‘Steady, steady,
you rickety old thing!’

Myra looked at the plan and wished she could
understand it. It was so hard for him to have to
explain with that bad cough. All she could do
was to listen and say ‘ Yes, and ‘Thank you,’ and
‘ Really,’ and look very attentively at it.

‘Well, that is clever of you, Edmund. I wonder
how long it took you to do.’

‘Oh, I used often to think of it before I was
ill. Do you remember, when we were little,

how we used to play by the millpond, and the



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way the wheel used to groan all day as if it
thought people gave it too much work? I used
often to peep inside the mill—I don’t think you
ever cared to—and I remember exactly the look
of it -all?

‘What a fortunate thing it is that you have
such a good memory !’

‘Well, I don’t know—I should like to forget some
things. Sometimes it seems as if all the ugly
people I had ever seen would keep ccming into my
head one after another. That is when I have what
granny calls one of my topsy-turvy nights. Poor
old granny! Iam glad she is so deaf, or I should
disturb her a great deal more than I do. Now,
Myra, Ict me have a good look at you, and perhaps
I shall dream about you instead.’

‘See here,’ said Myra, ‘this is much better worth
looking at. And she held up her basket.

‘Ok!’ said Edmund. ‘Oh!’ does not sound
much, but you know there are such different ways
of saying ‘Oh!’

‘Now open your mouth and take your pill, and
I will show you the doctor’s skill,’ she said, drop-
ping a grape between his lips.

‘Those are something like grapes, indeed,’ said
Edmund.



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‘Another?’ ;

‘Oh Myra, where did you get them from ?’

‘Ah, that I can’t tell you, said Myra, laughing
and turning very red.

Edmund frowned, and looked rather vexed ;
but luckily at that moment the grandmother came
in, and Myra held up the roses to her.

‘Those for us?’ said the old lady, hobbling
slowly in. ‘Well, I never saw the like. I was
just outside doing a bit of washing, and I did not
hear ye come in. Sit down, lassie, sit down. Ah,
what’s that yesay—going? I’m afraid he is, poor
lad—going very fast.’

‘No, granny, I meant I must be going. The
evenings close in so quickly, don’t they ?’

‘And you walking all that way back by your-
self. I wonder ye’re not afraid.’ :

‘I wish I could walk and take care of you,’ said
Edmund, with a sigh.

‘IT wish you could; but I shall try and think
about your plan of the mill all the way home, and
father will be looking out for me at the other end,
said Myra, laughing and kissing her hand to them
both in the doorway. ‘Good night!’

‘ There’s a brave lass for you, said the old lady
as she closed the door.



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‘But I wonder who gave her those grapes,’ said
Edmund, almost to himself. :

The next morning Myra visited the Snow
Garden again. It had lost none of its loveliness ;
the fountains and fruit and flowers were as delight-
ful as ever, and she had more time to admire the
beautiful white marble statuary. It would take
too long to describe, and you can fancy the cupids
and dolphins and tritons and nymphs for your-
self. But one thing that struck her most was a
dark grove of cedars, and in the very midst of it,
ona broad low pedestal, a figure of a woman. She
was kneeling with her hands chained to a pillar,
her face bowed down, and her beautiful hair droop-
ing in long waves like a mantle over her shoulders.
On the pedestal were carved these words: ‘To THE
GREATEST CONQUEROR.’

Long did Myra linger in that grove and wonder
what the statue’s history could be. Was it a
woman who had done something wrong? Very
wicked she could not have been, she looked so
young, so innocent, and yet so sad.

By the statue among the cedars you could hear
the coo-cooing of a dove; the bird itself was in-

visible, but the pathetic voice seemed just what the
statue’s would have been. if it had not been stone.

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From a neighbouring rock waters dripped slowly,
drop by drop, into a stone basin, and then, as it
were, wept themselves away into a little silent
stream that trickled through the grass. All this took
a strong hold upon Myra—more than the dazzling
beauty of the sunny lawn. But she remembered
that it was time for her to pick her roses and gather
her grapes. After that she went to the duchess’s
palace in the town.

‘ Her Grace wishes to see you upstairs,’ said the
footman, and he led the way into the duchess’s
private apartment. One corner of it seemed
parted off from the rest, and there, in an easy-
chair, sat a pale handsome young man. He
just turned his head when Myra entered. She
curtsied.

‘Oh, here she is,’ said the duchess. ‘ Well, my
good girl, I expected you earlier. The marquis
could not touch his breakfast this morning. Bring
your basket this way. There, Astolfo, what do
you think of those ?’

‘I don’t think anything about them,’ said he,
‘What is one to think about in grapes? I dare say
they are all very well, mother, if I cared for such
things.’

‘But, my boy, you must take one or two



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to please me. Are not his fingers shockingly
thin? Did you ever see such fingers?’ she
added in a half-whisper to Myra. ‘Such a con-
trast to your comfortable brown hands. I'am
sure you never saw any one so thin before, did
you?’

‘T do know one person, only one, your ladyship ;
but then he is really dreadfully ill, said Myra.
‘He has not left his bed for three years.’ And she
went on talking about Edmund’s illness till she
suddenly recollected they must think her very
forward, and stopped short.

'*That must be a bad complaint, observed the
duchess. ‘Now my son the marquis has nothing
the matter with him that the doctors can lay their
fingers upon. The heart is right, they say, and the
lungs, and the brain, and everything. I think it is
worse to be ill of nothing, if you know what I
mean, than of something,’

‘A person is waiting with your Grace’s court
dress, said a servant who came in.

‘T will come at once, said the duchess. ‘1
shall not be long, Astolfo.’

“You need not go till my mother comes back,’
said the marquis. ‘Tcll me a little more about ,

this poor boy. You can sit down if you like.’
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20 THE SNOW GARDEN

Myra saw that he wanted amusing, and besides
was very glad to have a chance of putting in a
word for Edmund.

‘You know,’ said Astolfo, ‘my mother has not
paid you yet for the flowers and fruit, so of course
you must wait till she comes back.’

‘Thank you, sir, but they are a present. I
don’t want to be paid.’

‘T never heard of sucha thing, said he. ‘Well,
if you won’t take money you must let us give you
a present in our turn. Look here’—and he took out
of his pocket a beautiful little bracelet. ‘I had this
bracelet made to give to a young lady, but—-—I
can’t tell you all the history. In short, you can
have it if you like.’

‘But that would be a sort of paying, said
Myra. ‘I should not like to take it.’

‘You must let me do something. I am too
proud to take a favour from you.’

‘My lord, answered Myra, ‘if you really are so
kind, I think the best thing would be if you could
give poor Edmund a little help with his machine. ,
It is to improve the inside of watermills. I can’t
quite tell you how, but this little drawing he made
of it the other day will perhaps show you. And
she produced the drawing, and found the young



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marquis much cleverer than she was in under-
standing it.

‘It is really very good, he said; ‘but I don’t
think this piece can be quite right.

‘Tl wish I were not so stupid, said Myra. ‘If
Edmund were here, he would be able to explain it
all in a minute.’

‘How far off does he live?’

‘About five minutes’ walk from the royal
stables. It is not a nice place: I think your lord-
ship would hardly like to go there.’

‘You have been there?’

‘Oh yes, sir, hundreds of times.’

“And do you think I am such a coward as to
mind going anywhere where you can venture?’

‘I beg your lordship’s pardon, said Myra,
blushing.

The young marquis wanted to apologise in his
turn, but just then the duchess entered, and he
told her what he was wishing to do. She made a
good many difficulties, but, seeing how eager he
was about it, at last yielded and promised they
should drive there the next day.

‘And, my good girl,’ she said, ‘on Monday I
should be very glad if you could bring a few more
of those delicious grapes and flowers.’



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‘Very well, my lady, said Myra, with a grave
curtsy, as she left the room. The young marquis
in agonies at his mother ordering them as if she
had the right to do so, and she on her part happy
‘in the belief that Myra would send by-and-by for
payment, and be only too delighted with the honour
done her. .

The story of Astolfo was in reality a very sad
one. He had fallen in love with a most beautiful
young lady named Elvira, who used to meet him,
without the knowledge of her parents, in a wood
near the city. At last, her father and mother, who
disliked the marriage because of an old family
quarrel, found it out, and sent her to live in an old
lonely castle with her grandmother, who never let
her out of her sight. The old lady got very ill at
last; and her granddaughter, instead of nursing
her, as you would think she ought to have done,
did nothing but try and contrive some means of
escape. One-day there came a page to the door,
in the duke’s livery, on a fine spirited horse, and
made signs to her through the window. She
managed to slip away, feeling sure that this was
a messenger from Astolfo. She sprang on the
horse’s back, and away they rode into the wide

world together, and were never seen again.



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The young marquis had never sent such a
messenger, and none of the servants at either house
knew anything of him.

So things remained up to the time which we
have now reached in this story. The duke and the
duchess made up their quarrel with Lady Elvira’s
parents. But Astolfo was miserable. He could
not be brought to care for any other young lady,
or to ride or hunt, or go to balls or theatres, but
spent his time pining and languishing as we have
seen.

When Myra went again, however, three or four
days afterwards, she found that the young marquis
had been to Edmund, taken up the whole business
of the machine, talked with Edmund a great deal,
sent his own doctor to see him, and some of the
oldest wine in the duke’s cellars for him to drink.
He himself had got quite a colour, and did not stoop
as he used to do. The duchess said ‘she did not
know what had come to him, he was so changed.’
Ne had told the groom to bring round his quiet
old shooting pony, and had actually been for a ride,
and come home with an appetite.

Edmund, on his part, though still keeping
his bed, had brightened up. ‘It is all your: doing,
Myra, he said. ‘If I ever get well again and



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make anything of this plan of mine, I shall call
it after you.’

‘No, you must not do that, said Myra; ‘you
should call it after the young marquis. How kind
he has been !?

‘Yes, said Edmund, rather slowly and unwil-
lingly.

‘You don’t seem to think half as much of it as
I do. I can’t think whatever made him take so
much trouble about poor people like us, Myra
replied.

‘Can't you?’ said Edmund.

‘You don’t seem to like it, said Myra. ‘I
should have thought you would have been so
pleased! When I was telling my father about it
last night, he almost cried at the thought of so
much goodness and kindness.’

‘Oh Myra, Myra, said Edmund, ‘don’t you
think I can see plainly enough for whose sake he
takes all this trouble ?’

‘For yours, of course, said Myra. ‘He must
be sorry for you, having been so ill himself?

‘You know itis for yours, said Edmund; ‘I
-could tell that by the way he spoke of you.’

‘Nonsense, Edmund; nobody but you would
ever fancy such a thing. He does not care a bit



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about me. I can’t think what makes you take
such notions into your head,’

‘If you had only one piece of gold in the world,
Myra, don’t you think you would be always afraid
of having it stolen? Now, you are my bit of gold,
the only thing I care for in the world, and I think
if any one else were to get you I should starve and
die. Are you still willing to stay in a poor man’s
pocket ?’

‘Iam only a bad shilling, said Myra; ‘but if
you don’t want to change me——’ And they both
burst out laughing together because they did not
want to cry.

Thus it was settled that if Edmund ever got well
enough to marry Myra should be his wife. And
after that he azd@ get on, though not so fast as they
both wished. The young marquis often came to
see him, and they were almost like brothers
together ; for Edmund was naturally quick and
clever, and his illness had given him the fine fecl-
ings of a gentleman, while the marquis was
delighted to find somebody who really cared about
things, for the first time in his life. One day they
had a talk somewhat of this kind. The marquis
began : ‘Edmund, I saw the king’s private physician

yesterday about you, and he says there is nothing



26 THE SNOW GARDEN

more he can do for you. He says he can keep up
your strength to the point where it is now, but to
’ do more than that lies beyond the reach of his art.
But you must not sigh so deeply, for I have not
done my story yet. You must know that in this
town there is an old woman of a hundred years
of age and more who knows things that nobody
else knows—charms and spells and secrets such as
no other woman in the world possesses. She is
called the Birthday Witch, for no man is allowed
to go and see her except on his birthday, and then
he may ask her the question to which he most
desires an answer, only it must be about something
which does not concern himself. The other day
was my birthday, and I went to see her. She lives
in the churchyard, under the shadow of a dark
yew tree. All day long she lies stretched out
among the graves, and if you wish for an answer
to your question you must lie by her side and
whisper it softly into her ear. She says it is the
voices of the earth that she listens to all day
long that make her able to answer. I went close
up to her. Her eyes were closed as if in a trance,
her hands lay idly beside her. Her grey hair was
covered by a heod, and a mantle was flung over
her body. I whispered my question into her ear—



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the question if there was anything that could be
done to restore your health—and she replied :
‘« There s a garden in the snow
Where the trickling waters flow ;

Tears of sorrow which shall be
Health to him, and joy to thee.”

Having said these words she turned her face from
me without ever raising her eyelids, and I departed.
Now, Edmund, you will think me a madman, I
dare say, but I shall never be happy till I have
been up to that mountain peak the peasants ‘call
the Snow Garden, and tried to discover a stream
there whose waters should heal you.’

‘Oh, my dear lord, said Edmund, ‘I cannot
bear that you should risk your life on my account.’

‘It will be no risk that I know of, said the
marquis ; ‘it would make me feel more like a man
to go forth on some brave adventure—it would give
me more courage,’ he added, hesitating, ‘ for some-
thing else I want to attempt. Edmund, I think
you must have guessed. There is only one thing
I wish for in the world, and that is to win Myra for
my wife. She is the only person who has ever been
able to comfort me. I want her not to despise me ;
I want to do something to win her praise as well as

her love. You do not look as if you thought I



28 THE SNOW GARDEN

could. Tell me plainly—do not mind speaking the
truth! I should not talk of her to any other man ;
but to you, who must have been too ill ever to care
about these things yourself, I come for advice and
help. Do you think it impossible ?’

‘Oh my lord, how can I tell you ?’ said Edmund.
‘She has promised to be my wife if I ever recover.’

The marquis sprang up and rushed wildly out
of doors. Edmund lay on the bed, feeling worse
than he had done for months. How could he ever
make it up to the marquis? He almost hoped he
should die, and then Myra might marry him after
all. But this thought again seemed insupportable.
He tossed to and fro, then turned faint, and reached
out his arm for the cordial which was generally
placed by his side. In the eagerness of their talk
the marquis had pushed the table on which it stood
into the middle of the room, and poor Edmund was
too helpless to get at it. He lay there gasping for
some moments, then he heard a step at the door,
felt a hand under his back, and some one pouring
drink down his throat. In a few moments he
looked up. There stood the marquis, his face
crimson, his forehead moist, his hair blown about
his cheeks, and his whole body quivering, either

with sorrow or with having run hastily back when



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he recollected how helpless he had left Edmund.
The latter tried to speak, but seemed unable to
bring out the words. The marquis, as he put the
cup down on the table, said in an unsteady voice,
‘What you have said will not hinder my going. If
I never return, let us shake hands once more.’
And he placed his hand in that of Edmund, who
kissed it vehemently but said nothing. There was
a movement outside—the old grandmother coming
home. The marquis, hatless as he came, again
went away and never turned his head to look at
Edmund, who, on his part, was so affected that he
needed all his grandmother’s care for some hours

to come.

It is evening, a beautiful night in April, when
the young green tassels of the fir trees are in their
fresh loveliness, and the birds seem as if they would
never have done singing. Myra has been spinning
at the house door, and crooning little rhymes to the
hum of the droning spinning-wheel. It gets too
dark to see, and her father comes and beckons her in.
The blue hood and grey tippet disappear into the
house. A traveller walking slowly up the hill sees it
alland sighs to himself. What does it matter to him?
Indoors or out of doors it will be all the same from



30 THE SNOW GARDEN

this day forth. He must stand and watch for her
no more. The old father hangs about for a few
minutes outside the house, doing something to his
beehives or mending a bit of fence. The stranger
comes up and asks him the way to the Snow
Garden. All the peasants know it by that name ;
but only you and I and Myra have been there.
‘Up as far as the road will take you, then
through a narrow pass and along a beck. It will
be rather full just now, but not much above your
ankles anywhere. Then you will have to scramble
But it will be
dark before then—will you not stay and pass the



up the grey crags to your left

night here?’

‘Is there no other place where I could sleep, a
little further on ?’ said the marquis, whose courage
failed at the thought of being under the same roof
with Myra, though he did not mind what real
dangers he had to encounter.

‘There is an old tumbledown shepherd’s hut
among the bracken—the only building you will
pass-—but ——’

‘ That will do for me, said the marquis, who all
the while was listening only half to what the old
man said, for a pretty, clear voice, which he knew

too well, was singing inside the house—



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‘Bonnie dun cow,
Come over the beck,
I’ve a silver bell
To hang round your neck.
Bonnie dun cow,
If you go astray
You must wear a halter
The livelong day.’

‘I must get out of the sound of this, said the
marquis to himself. ‘Thank you, my friend. I
think I will go on. Good night!’ And he went
his way, leaving the old man much surprised. For
though the marquis thought he had dressed him-
self with the greatest simplicity, the old man could
see easily enough he was not one of the sort who
generally go up mountains.

It was quite a new feeling to be walking in that
grand, lonely place by himself’ The sun had gone
down ; the trees seemed to get larger and blacker,
the sky more grave and sorrowful, the sound of the
water to gain more and more upon his thoughts.

‘What does it say? What does it mean?’ He
turned round for a last look at Myra’s cottage.
‘That must be the roof—yes, there was just such a
tree beside it—and there is her little bedroom
window rising above the green. Now for the walk
along the beck. Tinkle, tinkle, tinkle! That is good,

for it is so dark now, one will soon not be able to



32 THE SNOW GARDEN

make out anything. I wonder what they are
doing at home—there is to be that grand party!
How can people give parties and think them grand
when there are places like this in the world? I
wonder how Edmund is. I dare say he used often
to be here when he was a boy. Perhaps he and
Myra used to pick up bits of spar and stone by this
very stream. How could I think I had a chance
against such a long-lived love as that? Heigh-ho!
I have never had any marchioness or countess
to play with by a brook-side. I can fancy him,
when they were both little, carrying her pickaback
over these stepping-stones and picking all the
nicest raspberries for her. Why can I not think of
something else? I have been taught all sorts of
things. I wonder if I could repeat an ode of
Horace now. How does it go ?
** Bonnie dun cow,
If you go astray

You must wear a halter
The livelong day.”

That haunting tune w/ run in my head. But
what I can’t help, I can’t help. I must do, and
not think. And here, I suppose, is the shepherd’s
hut.’

The shepherd’s hut was indecd a lonely place—



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a few stones rudely flung together, a floor strewn
with bracken, a fragment of an old plaid lying ina
corner, a hurdle or two with tufts of wool sticking
to them. The marquis was glad it was so dark.
Down he lay, and sound he slept, after eating a
morsel which he had prudently brought with him.
Once the night chills woke him, and he looked out
for a moment on the grey, silent, solemn hills, and
listened to the wind in the bracken, then threw
the ragged plaid over him, and slept till sunrise.
Oh that sunrise! It was a thing never to be
forgotten. First it caught the high snowy peak in
front, which seemed to be looking out for it and
to welcome it with a delicious blush; then one
mountain crown after another was lighted up ; and
if you looked the other way, what growing and
ever-changing fulness of beauty! Above the dark
violet hills clouds that seemed almost of the same
colour, rolling themselves slowly out and melting
into crimson—then a burst of gold behind as the
sun triumphantly sprang forth—the more distant
streaks of turquoise green and blue, so pale, so
peaceful—the mountain dewdrops shining, the
leaves glistening, the grass rustling gently in the
morning wind! Then one more look at the
mountain peak, which is now bathed in a fuller
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34 THE SNOW GARDEN

and more gladsome light. Is that a little cloud
that floats lightly away from beneath it, and seems
to land itself on the high ground on which the
shepherd’s hut’ stands? It comes nearer and un-
folds itself. It ought to vanish into vapour, but it
gathers shape. It is nota cloud, perhaps, after all.
It seems to draw nearer still. Now it is lost for
an instant behind that bend of the hill. Now——
Some one walks this way. An old peasant woman
in ared cloak. She does not imagine any one is
listening, and she sings:

‘Among the dewdrops my feet I set,

And still my shoes are never wet.

Among the daisies at morn I wend:

I tread the flowers, but they never bend.

Along the sunbeams I float and glide,

Yet never darken the sunshine’s pride,

And no one marks me and none doth know
I come from my garden in the snow.’

As she finished singing she looked up—a beautiful
old woman with keen blue eyes and snowy hair.

Astolfo does not feel sure to this day, but he
thinks he spoke to her first, and asked her where
the Snow Garden was, and told her why he wanted
to know—that there was a friend of his who was
very ill, and that he had consulted the Birthday
Witch, and what her advice had been.



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‘That is my sister, the old peasant woman
said. ‘I do not let many people into my garden,
but as you have come all this way at her bidding,
I cannot refuse. you. Follow me. You must not
be afraid, but go wherever I go.’ ,

Never had Astolfo seen any one, young or: old,
who was in the smallest degree to be compared with
his present guide for lightness of step and fearless-
ness. The narrowest ledge of rock on the pre-
cipitous side of a valley, the giddiest leap from one
slippery side of a mountain torrent to another,
the stiffest scramble, were all like play to her.
When he, tired and out of breath, was struggling
with some of these difficulties, she only turned
round and smiled. at him a kind, and withal a
mischievous smile on that. thousand-wrinkled,
many-historied face of hers. As to putting out
her hand to help him, that never seemed to occur
to her. At last they were close to the snowy
peak.

‘Now,’ said the old woman, ‘I must leave you
awhile. Enter the garden, and under the cedar
trees you will find all that you need. There is a
river running there, and it is a river of tears. You
will see a figure of a woman in chains who looks
as if she were weeping bitterly, and she has good

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36 THE SNOW GARDEN

reason, for she disobeyed her best benefactor, and
that has brought her into this captivity. But it is
those tears that. will heal your friend—if indeed
you wish him to be cured.’ She looked piercing]
at Astolfo.

‘IT ought to wish it,’ he said.

‘If when you get there you still wish it, fill the
cup you have brought with you; but before you
depart, sprinkle a few drops upon the statue, and
carry the rest carefully home. Adieu! There lies
your way.’

As the old woman vanished Astolfo noticed
a little doorway standing ajar in the rock. He
entered and found himself in the midst of the
enchanted garden. Dazzled as he was with its
beauty, he hardly stayed to notice it, so anxious
was he to do his errand. The grapes dangled
temptingly before him, ripe plums lay in the grass
at his feet, but he did not once put out his hand.
There was the cedar grove. There was the
stream. The doves cooed sadly and yet sweetly
among the dark boughs. A statue stood near, °
head bent, hair dishevelled, hands bound. Beneath
was inscribed, ‘TO THE GREATEST CONQUEROR.’

‘¢ Tears of sorrow, which shall be
Health to him, and joy to thee.”



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‘Health to him, I hope, but no joy to me,
thought Astolfo. ‘But what does that matter?
Now I am here I must do my best. And he
dipped his cup in the trembling waters.

As he did so, he almost thought he saw Myra’s
face rise for a moment before him and scatter
itself away among the ripples. ‘Lost, lost,’ he said
to himself; and he raised the cup carefully to his
level, and was preparing to carry it away when he
suddenly recollected the statue, and flung a few
drops upon the figure as it bent there so mourn-
fully. What was his astonishment! The beauti-
ful face looked up, the beautiful hair was thrown
back, colour flushed into the cheeks, and the
sweetest voice he had ever heard said, ‘ You only
can loose my chains—you who have been the
greatest conqueror, in that you have conquered
yourself.’

Astolfo flew to her side, and at his touch the
fetters dropped off with a clang and fell into the
stony basin. It seemed to him that no woman he
had ever seen was equal to this most exquisite
creature. He could hardly take his eyes off her.
And then something in the face, something in the
voice, struck him.

‘Why, it is Elvira!’ he said. Andas he said it,



38 THE SNOW GARDEN

all his old love for her came back again, and hers
for him; while she told him how the page was a
fairy page, and the horse a fairy horse, sent to try
her and see if she would be dutiful and obedient
or not. She gave way to the temptation, and the
horse galloped away with her and never stopped
till he reached the: Snow Garden, where the
fairy had punished her by turning her into a
statue. That she had ever done wrong was hard
to believe ; that she ever would do wrong again,
impossible ; while her gratitude to him could find
no words, ;

‘How can I thank you—how can I repay
you ?’ she exclaimed. - Need any one be told what
answer he made, or what bliss was his when she
allowed him to kiss her hand? At the same
moment the fairy appeared.

‘All is forgiven, she said, looking at Elvira.
‘I know your repentance is sincere, and that you
have one by your side whose example will
strengthen your own good resolutions. I will
myself be at your wedding, and will bestow such
a dowry on the bride as no princess, Astolfo, of
all those whom your parents have proposed to
you, could ever equal.’

The rest can easily be imagined: the recovery



THE SNOW GARDEN 39

of Edmund ; his gratitude, and that of Myra, who
with delight recognised in the restored princess the
statue of the enchanted garden.; the kindness of
Astolfo’s parents ; and the excitement of the whole
city. These people lived and died long ago, and
the key of the Snow Garden was buried in Myra’s
grave. We wonder if any one will ever find his

way thither again.



WHO IS MASTER?

WILFRED was a little boy who wanted his own way
much oftener than he got it. There were no less
than seven people who seemed to have nothing in
the world to do but to interfere with him whenever
he was enjoying himseif. First, there was his
nurse, who was always wanting him to do some-
thing he was not doing, or to leave off something
he was. If he was sleepy in the morning, she
always said it was time to get up; if he happened
to be particularly wide awake, it was much too
early to be stirring yet—and so it went on all
through the day. His father and mother were
away in India, but there were Aunt Julia and Aunt
Nina, who took a great deal of trouble with him,
too much trouble, Wilfred sometimes thought ;
and Uncle Harry, who did not take so much
trouble, but was always sending him off on mes-
sages just in the middle of his play. Then there



WHO IS MASTER? 4I

was the gardener, who never would let him pick
the flowers he liked ; and Dick, the boy who did
the boots and shoes, and saw to the pony, who
was kinder to him than anybody, and taught
him to fish, but who wouldn’t let him go into the
field where the water was by himself, as he wanted
to do. -Then, last of all, there was Grandpapa, of
whom Wilfred was dreadfully afraid, and who one
day sent him all the way upstairs to the nursery in
the middle of the dessert, just because he asked
for some strawberries, without waiting till they
were offered him. As Wilfred was going upstairs
crying and rubbing his eyes with his knuckles, he
stopped for a minute or two in the great, passage
which went ina square just above the entrance hall,
so that you could look down on the people’s heads
over the banisters as they came in. This, by the
way, was one of Wilfred’s favourite pleasures, only
he was sure to be stopped in it by somebody.
To-night, however, he had the hall to himself;
nurse was gone down to supper. It was a bright
summer evening, much too early for anyone to
come and light the lamps. Out of the great
passage window you could see the sheep and
lambs, and the pigeon-house and the pond.
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42 WHO IS MASTER?

he liked, or a duck to dabble about just where he
pleased. As this thought came into his head he
left off crying.

Quite in one corner stood the great clock,
which Wilfred, when he was quite little, used to be
a good deal afraid of. It was taller than Uncle
Harry, and when it struck, everybody seemed to
think so much of what it told them, that Wilfred
thought it must be the greatest and happiest
person in the world.

‘O clock, I wish I were you!’ said he, as he
looked straight up into the clock’s face, and
watched: the minute hand give the tiniest little
movement as it slipped across one of the black
minute marks.

‘Do you?’ said, or rather ticked, the great
clock, as the pendulum swung to and fro.

‘Yes, I do, exclaimed the little boy.

‘Why ?’ said the clock with another tick.

‘Because then, instead of my having to mind
everybody, everybody would mind me,’

‘Do, you, think, so, indeed?’ said the clock,
which always spoke in this funny jerky tick-tick
way it had.

‘Why, of course I do, said Wilfred. ‘Even
Grandpapa minds you. The moment you said







“QO CLOCK, I WISH I WERE YOu !’



WHO IS MASTER? 43

something the other day, he called out—* There’s
the clock ; that warns me I must go and finish my
letter.” And Uncle Harry always says he comes
down to tea when he hears you; and nurse comes
and looks, oh, how she does look at you; and
Aunt Nina’s always coming to ask you if it’s time
to give baby her medicine. Everybody minds
you! Oh! how I wish I were a clock!’

‘Will, you, change, with, me, just, to-morrow ?’
said the clock ; Wilfred nodded ; ‘and, then, you'll,
see, how, you, will, like, it,” it added, or rather
ticked.

‘Master Wilfred, Master Wilfred—what do you
mean?’ cried nurse, coming and catching him
round the waist. ‘There’s that clock saying it’s
twenty minutes to eight, and you know you always
go to bed at half-past seven. O my! what a boy
you are! Here have I been running all over the
house after you.’ .

‘Wilfred said nothing, but nodded. again to the
clock, and the clock said, ‘We, won't, forget!’
though nurse thought only ‘ How very loud that
clock always ticks when the house is quiet!’ She
put Wilfred to bed and covered him up, and he
was soon asleep in his crib. Baby was. in the

bassinet with her arms round the rabbit with two



44 WHO IS MASTER?

button eyes. She never could go to sleep in or
out of her perambulator without Bunny.

When Wilfred woke in the morning he found
he had got his wish, and really was inside the clock.
It was so odd being there, and he found himself
going on tick, tick, tick, tick, without thinking any-
thing about it. Theticking seemed part of him, just
like breathing does. It was so amusing being up
there, where, of course, no one could see him, or know
anything about it. He could see right up into the top
landing, where the maids were dusting, he heard one
of them say, ‘La, Betsy, how that old clock do gallop,
to be sure!’ and the other said, ‘Aye, I told you
you'd have to make haste, or you’d never get them
stairs done.. And the other maid came down with
a flannel and some beeswax, and began polishing
the old stairs, and Wilfred looked down on the top
of her head, and felt how he would have liked to
make her jump by throwing a bit of paper or some-
thing down upon her. Only then he recollected,
for the first time, he could not get his arms out of
the case, and he did not like that at all. When
Sally stopped her scrubbing for a minute, and
rubbed her elbow, calling out, ‘Oh! my poor arms,
how they do ache!’ Wilfred for the first time in his

life began to wish he could make his ache too, At



WHO IS MASTER ? 45

last he thought he must call out to her, and he
opened his mouth—

‘One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight !’
This wasn’t in the least what he meant to say, but
Sally instantly jumped up, pulled down her sleeves,
and called out:

‘Upon my word; eight o’clock already !’ and
in another moment the big breakfast bell rang, and
off Sally went.

‘And now,’ thought Wilfred, ‘we shall see
who’s in time for breakfast this morning.’ First,
came down Aunt Julia, buttoning her cuffs, and
looking as she always did, very neat and tidy, with
the keys of the tea-chest in her hand. She just
gave one look at the clock, and another at her
watch, ‘Two minutes anda half fast by Station
time,’ she sdid to herself. Then came Grandpapa
and Aunt Nina; she was not quite so tidy as Aunt
Julia. Grandpapa was telling her how he thought
he got his cold yesterday, so she took no notice of
the clock. Then came Grandmamma inher pretty
white shawl, and holding her hand was a little boy,
who had got on Wilfred’s brown pinafore and blue
bow. Wilfred knew directly this must be the little
man who generally lived inside the clock, and who,
of course, had changed places with him.



46 WHO IS MASTER?

‘Why, Wilfred, how slow you are coming down-
stairs this morning!’ said Grandmamma. ‘I’m
afraid my little boy is not well. Generally he runs
downstairs head over heels, and to-day he walks
down as steady as Father Time.’

‘Ithurts metorun. I like to do things regular,’
said this funny little boy, putting down his feet step
after step just as the clock ticked.

‘Pll teach you how to hurry,’ said a rough good-
natured voice behind him, and there was Uncle
Harry, who seized the little boy in his arms, and
rushed downstairs with him.

‘O don't, don’t,’ said the little fellow, beginning
to cry ; ‘don’t like rough people—don’t like to be
jumped, and he went back and took hold of Grand-
mamma’s hand, who was always so steady and so
gentle, and walked with her into the dining-room.
Now, I am sorry to say the real Wilfred had had
a bad habit of beginning with saying, ‘I want
some jam,’ though Aunt Julia had tried very hard
to teach him better. But this new little boy went
straight up to his Grandpapa, put out his hand, and
said, ‘How do you do, my beloved Grandfather?’
Grandpapa, who was reading his newspaper, only
gave him a pat on the head; but Wilfred stood

like a statue till he put down the paper and turned



WHO IS MASTER? 47

round ; on which he again said, ‘ How do you do,
my beloved Grandfather? I trust you are not
suffering from any increase of deafness.’ :

Grandpapa only said, ‘That'll do, my little
fellow ; now you may go about your business.’

‘Come and have your breakfast, Wilfred,’ said
Aunt Julia; but Wilfred would never be satisfied
till he had gone round the room, and made a proper
little speech to Grandmamma, and Aunt Nina, and
Uncle Harry. How they did laugh at him, to be
sure! but he did not seem to notice it. In time,
however, they got him into his place by Aunt Nina
Still he didn’t look at all happy or comfortable.
At last he said, in a very miserable tone of voice,
‘My plate’s cracked across the middle, and got a
chip out of one side.’

‘Well, you little goose,’ said Aunt Nina, ‘and
suppose it has, it won’t hurt you.’

‘But plates oughtn’t to be cracked,’ said Wil-
fred, ‘and, Aunt Nina, your collar’s crooked.’

‘Don’t make impertinent remarks, Wilfred,’
said Aunt Julia.

‘J didn’t méan to be impertinent,’ said Wilfred,
getting very red, ‘but. things ought to be right,
oughtn’t they?’ He ate his breakfast of bread

and milk very quietly after this ; though he couldn’t



48 WHO IS MASTER?

help saying, quite in a whisper to himself, ‘I wish
they’d cut all the bits of bread the same size—but
I suppose they don’t know any better.’ Meanwhile
Grandpapa and Uncle Harry talked about all sorts
of things, and never stopped till presently Wilfred
touched his Aunt’s sleeve, with, ‘ Help me down,
please, Aunt Nina; it’s time I went for my walk.’

‘Really, Wilfred, you seem a most particular
little fellow this morning. Why do you want to
be in such a hurry to leave us? Generally
‘you want to stay and see Grandpapa’s watch.’

‘It’s time,’ said Wilfred, very gravely ; ‘and
Grandpapa’s watch doesn’t go at all well. At
least, not very well ; and I couldn’t advise him to
depend on it

‘Well, really,’ said both the aunts, as soon as
Wilfred was out of the room, ‘something odd must
have come to that child; he’s not got a bit of
play in him. He took no notice of Spot ; gene-
rally he wants to have agame of romps with him ;
and he walked out of the room like a little old
man, and shut the door so carefully. I hope he
isn’t always going to go on as if he was sixty,
instead of six and a half. Look at him in the
garden now, with his gloves on, walking up and

down exactly like a policeman.’



WHO IS MASTER? 49

‘There are thirty-two steps in this path, they
heard him saying to himself; ‘if I go up it twenty
times, and down it twenty times, that will make one
thousand two hundred and eighty; how many
furlongs will that be, and how loag would it take
to go five miles?’

He answered these questions quite correctly,
almost as soon as he had asked them—but of
course I shall not tell you the answers, as it will be
nice practice for you to do the sums. The real
Wilfred could say as far as three times seven in the
multiplication table, so you will not wonder if Aunt
Nina felt rather surprised. He was getting very
tired of his place on the landing. He wanted a
run in the garden dreadfully—he almost wished,
when he heard the other Wilfred say, ‘Aunt
Nina, it’s time for lessons, and I’ve got all my
books out in the schoolroom,’ that he could have
come too.

Poor Aunt Nina had a hard time of it, teaching
that funny little boy his lessons. He said them
without a single mistake, and even put her right
when she got wrong. He never fidgeted or stood
on one foot, or looked out of the window, but kept
his cyes steadily fixed on the beads round his aunt’s
neck, till she couldn’t help saying,‘ Why do you

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keep looking at me so, Wilfred? Have I got a
spider or anything creeping over me?’

‘Oh no, said Wilfred. ‘If you will please tell
me where I am to look, I shall have great pleasure
in doing so!’

‘Oh, look anywhere you like, child ; only don’t
stare so!’

‘Shall I proceed to repeat, “Thank you, pretty
cow?”’ said Wilfred, handing her the book, right
way up, with the marker in it. (The real Wilfred
generally contrived, if he could, to get hold of the
marker, and twiddle it all the time of his lesson.)
This is the way he said it, counting to himself in
whispers, and saying the other words aloud:

‘Thank you (o7e) pretty cow (ove) that made
Pleasant milk (o7e) to soak my bread (one, /zvo)

Every morn (ove) and every night (07)

Warm (ove) and fresh (ove) and sweet (ove) and white
(one, two, three, four).

‘Why you've taken to quite a new way of
saying it!’ said his aunt.

‘But it’s the right way!’ said little Wilfred.
‘It says in the spelling-book, that you ought to
count one for a comma; two for a semicolon;
three for a colon; and four for a full-stop.’

‘Well, but you might say it as if you cared a
little about the cow !’



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‘But if it wasn’t a real cow, how should I care
about her?’

Aunt Nina thought such a foolish boy as
this was past being argued with, and, just as she
was going to close the book, she heard a sound
that made her jump. It was only the old clock
striking twelve, but it struck so loud that it quite
surprised her. Really and truly it was the other
Wilfred inside, who was calling out lustily because
he was so tired of being up there all by himself;
but no one found it out. The only thing that
happened was that Uncle Harry’s horse came
round, as it had been ordered at twelve; anda
great bell rang to tell the men in the yard they
might go home to dinner. Certainly Wilfred had
his wish; everybody minded him, but it was
wonderful how little pleasure he got outof it. He
began to wonder if kings and other great people
were like that; if they were, he didn’t think he
should so much care to bea king after all, and yet,
at another time, how delighted he would have
been with his power! People came and looked at
him so carefully and respectfully and anxiously.
When he struck one, every one hurried downstairs
for lunch. Wilfred was so hungry, but all he had

to live upon was the oil inside his works, and ¢hat
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52 WHO IS MASTER?

had not been renewed for a long while. And yet
it was not being exactly hungry cither; it was’
more the feeling of wanting to hear what they
were all talking about at luncheon. About a
quarter to two, Aunt Nina-came upstairs, and
looked at him. ‘Oh you nice old clock,’ said she,
‘you've actually given me a quarter of an hour to
spare—just time to write to Fred—’ and off she
went to her room.

Presently Aunt Julia came up, and stood on
the landing. She, too, was watching the clock, for
exactly at two some girls from the village were to
come for a singing lesson, and Aunt Julia was
never late for anything. Wilfred dd wish he could
hurry on just a little bit—but no! It was quite
true everybody minded him, but it was only
because he minded the exact time. In a minute
or two Aunt Nina came back. ‘Julia, she said in
a low voice, ‘I am quite unhappy about Wilfred.
He does not seem the least like himself. He did
his lessons all right, but he doesn’t care to play,
and he talks just like a book. I hope he isn’t going
to be ill!?

‘What is he doing now?’

‘What de you think? Putting the schoolroom

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ing all the pictures straight, and putting the table-
cloth exactly square. And then he went after
grandmamma, and asked leave to fold her shawl
even for her. You never saw such a little prig as
he is! And it’s so unlike him! I can’t think
what’s to be done.’

‘If he isn’t better by this time to-morrow, we
must send for a doctor, said Aunt Julia. ‘Any-
how, I think you might give him some of the
mixture before breakfast to-morrow.’

Wilfred did not quite know whether to laugh
or cry at this. He felt inclined to laugh, as he
thought, ‘ Well, at all events by this time to-morrow
I shall be out of this horrid old case, but he didn’t
like the notion of the mixture at all. Then, again,
he laughed so much at the idea of their giving him
medicine when he didn’t want it, but it only
sounded like the clock striking two.

‘Two o'clock! No, really!’ said Aunt Julia,
and it was rather fun to sce the pace at which she
ran downstairs. Aunt Nina, too, was called by
grandmamma, and once more the landing was
quiet.

Presently a little figure, in a brown pinafore
and blue bow, came stealing up the stairs. It was
the sham Wilfred. And he came and looked at



54 WHO IS MASTER ?

the clock with a deep sigh. ‘Well, how do you
like it 2’ said he.

And the real Wilfred, who could speak to him,
though to nobody else, replied, ‘I hate it! I wish
it was bed-time !’

‘So do I’

‘What, do you mean to say you want to be up
here again ?’

‘Of course I do. Your world makes me
perfectly miserable. Nothing is done regularly,
and they expect me to make up my own mind.
How should I know whether I like apple tart or
rice pudding best? I can’t reckon it up.’

‘Why apple tart, of course, said the real
Wilfred. ‘I should know pretty quick if they
asked me. But why ain’t you playing with Spot
in the garden ?’

‘Why should I play?’

‘Why of course! Why should. you? Why,
because play’s the nicest thing in the world.’

‘I don’t see any reason in it.’

‘I don’t know what sort of a game that is,’ said
the real Wilfred. ‘If it’s nice I should like to play
at it. And so you really want to come back
here ?’

The sham Wilfred nodded his head, and added,



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‘It will be such a comfort to me to be among
things that I may really depend on again! In
your world nobody seems to know what anybody
is going to do next.’

‘Well, I am sick enough of being up here,’ said
the real Wilfred. ‘I shall never want to have
people mind me again as long as I live. Do
you think I really mst stick up here till bed-
time?’

The sham Wilfred nodded sorrowfully ; adding,
‘Aunt Nina said I might go and amuse myself.
What does she mean by amuse? Is it any sort of
counting ?’

The other Wilfred tried to explain it, but the
more he explained the more puzzled the other got ;
and at last he sat down on the stairs, with his head
on his hands, and did not stir‘till the clock struck
five, and nurse came to fetch him to tea.

Tea was a very pleasant time with the real
Wilfred. Nurse was so good-natured, and used to
let him make toast on the fire shovel under the
grate, and: besides that he used to make patterns
with the treacle on his bread. Then baby was
always so funny, and would want whatever she
saw him eating, and laugh at him so prettily from
her high chair. But this other Wilfred didn’t care



36 ~ WHO IS MASTER?

to make treacle patterns, and was quite miserable
if his fingers got sticky, and sat looking so glum
that poor baby began to cry when she found he
was so different from usual.

‘Why don’t you talk to her like you generally
do, Master Wilfred?’ said nurse. ‘Look, she
wants you to play at “ This pig went to market”
with her, don’t you, baby ?’

‘You can play at it, if you like, Nurse,’ said
Wilfred. ‘But it’s all nonsense when there ain’t
any pigs, and there isn’t any market. If she likes
to play at learning weights and measures, or any-
thing sensible, I don’t mind!’

‘One would think you’d never been a baby
yourself, said Nurse, out of all patience with him.
‘There, get along with you, do! Never mind, my
precious. Come along with Nurse, and we'll ride
a cock-horse to Banbury Cross, to see an old lady
ride on a white horse!’

‘I wish you wouldn’t talk such stuff, Nurse,’
said Wilfred very gravely and solemnly. ‘You
know there isn’t an old lady or a white horse any-
where, and you'll never get to Banbury Cross if
you go on like that for ever.’

‘Never mind him, baby darling. It’s quite

good enough for us, isn’t it?’ said Nurse as she



WHO IS MASTER? 57

went on rocking baby. on her knee, who was laugh-
ing as merrily as possible.

Poor little Wilfred—the pretence Wilfred—
stood by, looking, Nurse thought, cross, but was
really only very puzzled, as anybody might be who
had lived always inside a clock. In fact, he seemed
so uncomfortable that Aunt Julia said, when she
came up into the nursery, that he might go to bed
if he liked, instead of coming down to dessert.
And so ended that miserable day.

Next morning, when Nurse came to the bed-
side with the mixture in her hand, she found the
little boy fast asleep and very rosy. The moment
he opened his eyes, he threw his arms round her
neck, and gave her such a hug that the glass very
nearly dropped out of her hand.

‘O Nurse,am I here? Oh, I’m so glad; so
glad!’ cried he, kissing her again.

‘Why, where else should you be but in your
warm bed, Master Wilfred?’ said Nurse, kissing
him in her turn.

‘Oh, I don’t know. MHaven’t I been inside a
clock ?’

‘What nonsense! Why, you’re dreaming all
this while, said Nurse.

‘Was it a dream?’ said Wilfred. ‘Oh, Iam so



58 WHO IS MASTER?’

glad. I can stretch my arms out anyhow to-day
It seems such a long while since I saw you last!
And Baby! How’s Baby?’

‘All right, Master Wilfred. But now you must
drink this stuff’

‘Me! I don’t want anything. I’m quite well,
Nurse, thank you.’

‘But your Aunt Julia said you were to have it
the first thing this morning.’

Wilfred had made one good resolution while
he was inside the clock, and that was never to wish
for his own way again. So he drank down the
nasty stuff without a murmur ; and since then he
has always been noted as a very obedient little
boy, who never tries to go against what he is told.

As to the little man in the clock, he is, we be-
lieve, quite happy also. He is, if possible, more
regular and punctual than ever, and gives the
greatest possible satisfaction to himself and all the
family, except those naughty people who are never
in time for anything, but who vainly try to put him
in the wrong. Wilfred always stands up for him,
and he always stands up for Wilfred, by proving
to all the world what a regular and steady lad he
is growing up. Every one, you see, is best in his
proper place, and there zs a proper place even for

the Banbury Cross old lady and her white pony.



THE FIELD OF THE LOST TEMPERS

THERE was once a little boy, named Jem, who had
everything a little boy could want to make him
happy. He had a kind father and mother, and a
kitten to play with, and a little mug and plate of
his very own at dinner, and a box of bricks, and a
great many other nice things. Jem would have
been a very happy little boy indeed, if misfortunes
had not so often happened to make him cross.
Sometimes the soap got into his eyes when his
mother washed him ; and nearly always the stones
got into his shoes when he played in the garden.
As he got older, he always thought more things
happened to make him cross than to any one clse.
Sometimes when he was building a house with his
bricks his mother would go by, and, in her hurry,
whisk his beautiful tower down with her petticoat.

He was the one who was sure to burn his

mouth at dinner, or to slip down in the middle of



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a puddle, or to get scratched when the others were
picking blackberries, or to have gnats flying in
his eye. And the worst of it was, his mother and
everybody else always said, ‘Jem, I wouldn’t lose
my temper like that, if I were you. Oh, dear!
Jem’s losing his temper again! What a pity Jem
can never keep his temper !’

How Jem used to wonder what his temper was!
It could not be like his buttons, because when they
fell off he could hunt about on the floor, and have
them sewed on again. It could not be like his
mother’s thimble, because when that was lost she
always tried to remember where she had had it
last ; and in time it was sure to turn up, though
sometimes trodden a little out of shape. But a
temper was quite another thing. Jem used to
think if he could only see his, and know what it
looked like, then next time he lost it he would be
able to go and hunt for it under the table, or
behind the door, or perhaps see it peeping from
behind the gooseberry bushes. He so often lost it
there that he began to think that must be the most
likely place. But how could he be expected to
find a thing when he didn’t know what it was like ?

One day Jem was very unlucky indeed. His
father always used to give him a ride on the old



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mare before he went off to market; but that
Wednesday morning somebody came to talk to
him just at the last minute, and he hadn't time.
So he went off in a great hurry, and Jem saw him
from the attic window riding away, and he never
once turned his head to say good-bye. He had
quite forgotten all about Jem. But Jem had been
thinking of nothing else but his ride ever since he
got out of bed, and began to cry and throw himself
about as if nothing would ever stop him.

‘Jemmy, Jemmy !’ said his mother ; ‘do Icave
off crying, there’s a good boy. Father will give
you a ride some other day.’

But Jem wouldn’t listen to her, and cried all the
more, till at last his mother had to go downstairs
and leave him, and he heard her say in the passage
just outside the door, ‘Poor Jemmy! he’s lost his
temper again, I’m sorry to say ; he’s a/ways losing
his temper! What is to be done? Well, I must
go to the orchard, and hang the things out from
the wash. It’s a beautiful drying morning, with
this nice sun and this fresh west wind.’

‘So I’ve lost my temper again!’ said Jem to
himself, as, half choked with crying, he wiped his
red cyes with the back of his hand. ‘I wonder

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should not be so unhappy. I want to see it. I
wish I knew what it looked like.’

All this was said in a sort of guggle-guggling
way between his sobs. At last Jem made up his
mind that he would go into the wide world and
find his temper. He put on his hat, and hurried
downstairs, and out into the garden, and then into
the wood. The larks were singing, the apple-
blossoms were blowing about, the lambs were
bleating, and the clothes went flap-flapping in the
orchard. He saw his mother pinning them up on
the line ; but she never noticed him.

He met all sorts of things on the road : a white
dog with black spots, a wagon, and a donkey-cart,
and a man driving some cows, and he wondered
whether any of them had seen his temper, and
could help him to find it. But as they said nothing
to him he did not like to ask them, for he knew
when his father had once picked up a red pocket-
handkerchief on the road he tied it to the end of a
stick, and asked everybody if it was his ; so Jem
thought that was what people always did if they
found things that belonged to somebody else,

Jem went on and on, and nobody said a word
to him, though once a great brown dog came and

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Presently, however, as he was going along under a
high hedge, something flew over it, and bounded
over the footpath. It was a cricket-ball—only not
like a common cricket-ball, for it seemed all over
gold, and if you tried to hold it, it almost jumped
out of your hands by itself. Jem had to roll it up
tight in his pinafore, for it sprang about almost as
if it was alive. Then he heard a number of people
running and calling about, and through the twigs
of the hedge he could sce them. But there was
not a gate anywhere to the field, so he could not
get in. Presently a most beautiful boy in a pink
cap peeped over the hedge.

‘Throw it up, there’s a good fellow!’ said he
and Jem threw the ball to him as hard as he could
with both hands.

The boy caught it, and flung it away again as
hard as ever /e could, and there was a great shout-
ing, and laughing, and cheering among them all.
Through the twigs of the hedge Jem could sce all
sorts of beautiful colours flitting about; and oh!
the noise, and the laughing, and the shouting were
beyond everything. At last the boy in the pink
cap looked over the hedge again.

‘Hallo! then you haven’t gone?’ said he ‘I
was just looking about for you. Hlere’s sixpence,



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and we're very much obliged to you for finding our
ball.’

‘Oh, I don’t want sixpence |’ said Jem ; ‘ I want
to ect over into your field, and see what you’re all
doing.’

The boy in the pink cap looked very serious.

‘But you cav’t, said he ; ‘there isn’t any gate to
the field.’

‘Then how did you get in ??

‘Oh, that’s quite another matter !’ said the boy,
laughing in the funniest way you ever saw. ‘ You’re
a sharp little fellow, though. [Pve a great mind
——-’ and here he whispered to another boy, in a
blue-and-silver cap, who was standing by him.
They both laughed.

‘Give us your hand, then,’ said the boy in the
blue cap to Jem.

Jem put out his hand.

‘ Now then, give a jump!’ said the pink boy.

‘But I can’t, said Jem. ‘The hedge is ever so
much higher than my head.’

‘TI say, you fellow,’ said the blue boy, ‘do you
wish to get into our field, or do you not? Because
if you do, there’s no time to be lost, and you had
better do as we tell you.’

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all in a moment, he was over the hedge without
a scratch or a splash. Never was anything so
wonderful !

‘ And now, what do you think of our field ?’ said
the pink boy.

But Jem could not answer. He was standing
with his mouth open, admiring it all.

All round the field were apple-trees and pear-
trees, covered with beautiful flowers and ripe fruit ;
strawberries and violets grew on the banks, and in
the grass were all sorts of wild flowers, except just.
in the middle of the field, where the cricket was
going on. Half the cricketers were in pink and
half in blue. They were the most beautiful boys
you ever saw. But the odd thing was, Jem
thought he had seen them all before. He knew
their faces quite well-one minute, and the next he
did not know them a bit. They all seemed to be
enjoying themselves very much, and they all
cheered him three times over, and three more to
that, when the pink boy told them he was the
person who had picked up their ball.

So Jem went round the field, and round the
field, noticing everything and everybody, till at last
he came on one dear little pink boy who was lying
on the ground, with his cap over his eyes, pretend-

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ing to be asleep. Jem gave him a little pull as he
went by, and the boy turned round.

‘Oh, it’s you, is it?’ said he. ‘But you don’t
want me yet, do you? No, I’m sure you can’t
want me yet.’

‘Why, who are you?’ said Jem.

The boy sat up on the grass and looked at
him.

‘Don’t you know me?’ said he,

‘Why, this is very funny!’ said Jem. ‘ You're
just like me: only ever so much nicer, of course.’

And certainly he was; for Jem’s eyes were still
rather red, and he had a smear on his face, half
tears and half dirt, and his hat was on hind side
before.

‘Of course I’m like you, said the boy, laugh-
ing. ‘Why, Pm your temper. Don’t you know
you lost me this morning, when you were so put

d



out about

‘Oh, never mind all about that, said Jem,
getting very red. ‘But how is it I’ve never seen
you before?’

‘Oh, you never do see us, of course, only in this
field, said the boy. ‘This is the Field of the Lost
Tempers. Whenever anybody gets into a passion
his temper flics away here, and has such a nice



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holiday! You know nobody’s ever cross here!
We don’t know what it means.’

‘And do you often come here ?’ said Jem, who
was quite afraid what the answer would be.

‘Why, tolerably often. I should think you knew
that pretty well,’ said the pink boy, laughing at
him. ‘But there’s a poor thing that hardly ever
gets half an hour’s holiday from one week’s end to
another. There, you know who it is, of course:
that blue boy there who is catching the ball.’

He was one of the most beautiful of them all,
and looked so happy. Whom was he so like ?

‘Why, it’s more like poor Nancy than any
one, said Jem.

Poor Nancy was an oldish woman who had
been bedridden for many years, and whom Jem
was always sadly afraid of, because she had a
rough chin, almost like a man’s, and her fingers
were all twisted with rheumatism; and yet this
beautiful boy was as like her as possible. Howhe
bounded about the field! He played better than
any one. Presently a little sound like a silver bell
was heard,

‘ That means me, of course !’ said he, letting the
ball drop out of his hands, and giving a little sigh.

‘Ah, poor fellow, vou never get very long!’

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68 THE FIELD OF THE LOST TEMPERS’

said one of the boys who had helped Jem over the
hedge.

‘No, that I don’t. Ididn’t think I should have
got off. this morning; but she was rather put
out at having her bed made, so I got a little run
for once. Poor, dear old thing! I wouldn’t leave
her a minute longer than she chose. She has
troubles enough without that.’

And he flew away, kissing his hand to them
all. Jem thought he had never seen anything half
so lovely.

‘What would she do without him?’ said his
first friend. ‘Though my master seems to do with-
out me pretty well. I’ve hardly been near him for
a fortnight.’

‘And who’s your master ?’

‘Oh, you haven’t ever seen him? I thought
you might. Your father has seen him often
enough: the Baron of Growlingham !’

‘Oh dear!’ said Jem, who knew the Baron was
his father’s landlord, and thought he must be a very
terrible person indeed. For Jem was afraid of his
father now and then, and what must any one be
whom even his father was afraid of ?

‘Does Lady Growlingham’s temper ever come
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‘Very seldom. Why, we couldn't both be 7
spared at once. What would become’ of the
house? The fat would be in the fire, indeed !’

Jem did not know what this meant, but he
supposed it was something dreadful.

‘Is there any one else here I know ?’ said he.

‘Well, I don’t much think there is. Saturday
night’s the time when the Tempers from your
village mostly come. What with the quarrels
about wages, and what with the public-houses, and
what with the scrubbing and tidying up for Sun-
day, we're generally pretty full on Saturday night.
And.some Tempers are as sure as possible to come
whenever there’s an east wind. Lady Growling-
ham’s cook’s temper is here pretty often. All the
Christmas holidays we saw a great deal of him;
but that was because the boys were home from
school, and so tiresome.’

Just at that moment a nimble little fellow, with
a yard measure peeping out of his pocket, bounded
over the hedge.

‘Here I am! I thought I should never get
away !’ said he.

‘Who’s that ?’ inquired Jem.

‘Oh, it’s a shopman’s temper !’ said the other.

‘Could I show you anything élse this morning,

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ma’am?’ began the new-comer in the sweetest
little voice in the world.

‘Why, you counter-jumper, you’ve forgotten
yourself!’ said Jem’s friend. ‘No wonder, it’s
such ages since you’ve been here. Well, and how
did you get off? Customers are as tiresome as
ever?’

‘Tiresome! I should think they were!’ said the
shopman’s Temper. ‘But my master can tackle
them. Oh, the drawers and drawers we’ve been
pulling out together this morning! Oh, the fuss
the two old ladies made because their lace was

3a, instead of 34@! I really never saw my
master so worried before. And then Mrs. Million,
who’s rolling in riches, beating him down about a
trumpery half-yard of velveteen; and Miss Skepp
sending him all over the shop for spring muslins,
and then going off at the end of three-quarters of
an hour without buying anything! How she did
tumble the things about, to be sure! and what airs
she and her friend gave themselves about nothing
being fit to look at after the Paris shops! But he
wouldn’t have lost me then, I believe, if he hadn’t
happened to have a toothache. That was what
really gave me a holiday! He burst out angrily,
and said—* Ladies, since you like Paris so much, I



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can only say I wish you were back again there
with all my heart. I don’t know how they do
things in France, but I’m sure no Englishman
would ever wish to do business with you! ”’

‘And what did the ladies say ?’

‘Oh, I believe they laughed in his face. But,
of course, I flew away as hard as I could. The
ladies kept ¢heir tempers. People of that sort
always do!’

‘ And nice tempers they are! IJ wish them and
their owners joy of one another!’ said Jem’s
friend.

‘What o’clock is it?’ said the shopman’s
Temper. ‘I’m so tired, I shall go and have a nap
under this tree. Just think! ’m on duty every
day from seven in the morning till twelve at night,
and later very often.’

‘It’s just about noon,’ said Jem’s friend.

‘Then please may I go back ?’ said Jem ; ‘my
mother wants me. At least, I think it’s about
dinner-time.’

Just at that moment the captain of the Pink
Eleven came forward. He had been chosen captain
because he was so very seldom wanted by his
master, who was one of those people called ‘ con-

ductors, whom you may see at concerts some-



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times, flourishing their sticks about, and making
gesticulations with their hands and arms, some-
times nodding, and sometimes stamping or
hitting the book sharply two or three times, and
telling the chorus to begin again from the
Allegretto. This morning he had been at a
rehearsal where everybody was sleepy and stupid,
and had flown out at them all, so that it was
whispered among all the sopranos, ‘ There’s Signor
Farina losing his temper again.’ The sopranos
rather enjoyed it, for it made them laugh; but a
good many of the basses lost ¢kezr tempers too,
and the leading tenor was-so sulky he would
hardly open his mouth. So the conductor’s Temper,
the captain of the Pink Eleven, came up to Jem
whistling a tune, the very bit which the altos and
basses had blundered so unpardonably over, and
he said to Jem:

‘I am requested by our club to express to you,
sir, the very great obligation they feel under to you
for the spirited manner in which you recovered our
ball this morning, and to ask if there is any favour
in their power to confer which would mark their
sense of your kindness.’ |

Jem scratched his head, but could think of
nothing. At last, a bright thought struck him.



THE FIELD OF THE LOST TEMPERS 73

‘Ves, sir, I know what I want, he said. ‘If I
might be allowed to call for the Baron of Growling-
ham’s Temper whenever I choose, as well as: my
own!’

‘H’m, said the captain of the Pink Eleven,
‘that’s asking a good deal. What do you say to
it?’ And as he spoke he turned round to the
Baron’s Temper, who was close beside him. ‘ You
know you have such a very light place that really
a little extra work wouldn’t hurt you.’

‘Suppose we say for a month on triai then,’
said the Baron’s Temper, who had got so much to
consider the cricket field was his proper place, that
nothing but being (naturally) a very good temper
indeed would have made him take Jem’s proposal
so good-humouredly.

‘Very good,’ said the captain of the Pink
Eleven ; and so saying he gave Jem a tiny little
silver whistle, and told him to take very great care
of it, for whenever he blew it the Baron of Growl-
ingham’s temper would be sure to come, and do
whatever he wished.

‘And now,’ said he, ‘shake hands, and mind
you never tell anybody about what you have seen ;
for nobody but you has ever been admitted to the
Field of the Lost Tempers.’



74. THE FIELD OF THE LOST TEMPERS

So Jem shook hands with him, and all in a
moment he had flown through the air, and was back
again with his elbows on the attic window-seat,
from which he had watched his father ride off in
the morning.

‘Why, Jemmy boy, have you been asleep all
this while? and what has become of you?’ said
his mother. ‘I thought youd have come and
helped me hang the clothes out. Such a misfor-
tune has happened! That tiresome little hussy
made my iron too hot, and she’s burnt a hole right
in the front of my new gown! Oh, I zas vexed,
only it’s no use being put out at little things.
Luckily, I’ve a bit of the stuff by me, and Sally’s
very sorry, and says she’ll put it in for me this
evening.’

‘So you didn’t lose your temper, mother ?’ said
Jem, with a funny look at her.

‘Why, what’s the joke now, Jemmy? [f every-



body lost their tempers as often as somebody
But there’s daddy coming in. I shouldn’t wonder
if he gave you a ride on the old mare after all!’
Jem got his ride, but the old mare was tired,
and his father’s face was longer than Jem ever re-
membered seeing it. His mother, like a sensible

woman, took no notice, but gave them their









HIS MOTHER GAVE THEM THEIR SUPPER.



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supper, which was quite ready, and done to a turn,
and did not say a word till her husband had had
his, and was leaning back in his arm-chair, while
the cat was finishing er supper on the brick floor.

‘Did you like your bit of beef done that way ?’
she said to him good-naturedly. ‘I tried it because
I thought we should all be glad of a change.’

‘T’ve nothing to say against the beef, said he,
rather shortly. ‘It won’t be. long as we shall get
beef, nor bones neither, if things go on as they do
now.’

‘Why, what’s the matter ?’ said his wife. ‘ Any-
thing gone wrong at the market to-day?’

Her husband told her all about it, that he
had had a tiff with his landlord, the Baron of
Growlingham, who was dreadfully offended with
him for grubbing up some bushes without asking
his leave. They had met as he was riding into
market—both of them had lost their tempers—‘ at
least, I know I lost mine, said Jem’s father. ‘I
can’t say he lost his, for he’d never found it since
last time... .

‘Perhaps it’s having the gout, said Jem’s
mother; who had once had an uncle who suffered
in that way.

‘I don’t care what it was,’ said her husband.



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‘All I know is, that I’ve got to go up there to-
morrow morning with the money for the three-year-
old colt, and then I suppose we shall have it out.’

‘Mayn’t I go up with you, father?’ said Jem
from his corner.

‘You? Why, mother, what’s come to the
child? We shall have him wanting to go and help
the Queen open Parliament next. I never heard
the like—never in all my born days!’ But his
father looked rather proud of his son all the
same.

‘Why, it’s just like what you used to be your-
self, daddy,’ said his wife. ‘Don’t you remember
how they used to call you the “little jack weasel,”
because you were always popping your head up in
all sorts of holes and corners where you weren’t
expected? Don’t you remember when they were
building the bridge how you were always giving
good advice to the workmen? Dear me, if any-
body had told me you were to be my husband
then !’ and she burst out laughing.

Her husband laughed too, though he did not
much like being made to’laugh at himself; and
he said, ‘ Very well, wife; T’ll take the little chap ;
but it’s more than my father ever did forme. And
now, Jem, be off with you to bed.’



THE FIELD OF THE LOST TEMPERS 7/7.

So Jem went to bed ; but his father and mother
went on talking for a long, long while.

The Baron of Growlingham lived in a regular
old castle. It had a moat and a drawbridge,
which you had to go over if you went to the front
door. But behind the house the moat was filled
up, and the back door was not so very much more
dreadful than other people’s back doors.

‘So it’s you, Master Huggins!’ said the man
who opened the door.

‘Yes; which way is the wind this morning,
Master Fletcher?’ said Jem’s father.

The man put his hand up to his mouth, and
his face close to Master Huggins’s ear, and said,
in a loud whisper, ‘East nor’ east, I should say:
nearly blew all the crockery off the breakfast-table,
and all the account-books at the. steward’s head.
You'll be lucky if you don’t get a few brickbats
flung again your face. And this little chap?’ -

‘Oh, he’s mine!” said the father: ‘he’ll be no
trouble. I suppose we shall only see the steward»

But, as it turned out, they had both to go into
the Baron’s own room, where he was Sitting in his
arm-chair, looking very black indeed; and poor
Lady Growlingham, a pale, thin lady, in a grey
dress with green ribbons, was standing by him.



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‘I desired to see you myself, Huggins,’ said the
Baron, ‘because I wished to give you to under-
stand that after your conduct yesterday, and the
infamously impertinent and unpardonable manner
in which you spoke to me, I do not choose to have
you any longer as a tenant. You will find yourself
-—at least, I conclude you will—some other place
of abode in the course of the month. By this day
‘month I shall expect those premises to be vacated,
I have another tenant for them. Do you under-
stand me, sir?’

‘Yes, my Lord Baron, I do, said Jem’s father,
hanging down his head. ‘But—I’m sure I ask
your lordship’s pardon. I make my humble
apologies, J-——

‘Ah, I’ve no doubt you do!’ said the Baron.
‘All I can say is, it’s a pity you didn’t do it a little
sooner, that’s all.’

‘Ts it really too late?’ said Lady Growlingham
timidly.

‘Too late! of course it is!’ said the Baron.
‘I’m not going to be spoken to in the way he spoke
to me last night, by any man living. Too late! of
course it is!’

Jem was standing by the window pretending to
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his little whistle, and blew it very, very gently.
How he wondered what would happen !

‘Is that boy yours?’ said the Baron to Jem’s
father.

‘Yes, my Lord Baron—that is, if your lordship
pleases.’

‘And what if I don’t please ?’ said the Baron,
bursting out laughing, to the great amazement or
his wife. ‘What if 1 don’t please? That’s always
the way with you, Huggins: you put off speaking
till too late. Here you have the impertinence to
wait for six or seven years before you ask me
whether I approve of your son or not ; and, like a
silly fellow, you wait to beg my pardon for nearly
twenty-four hours, instead of doing it at once.
Now Ill be bound that boy has more sense.
Would you like some cake and wine, my man?
Griselda, give him a glass of wine, there’s a good
soul!’

‘Yes, thank you, my Lord Baron,’ said Jem,
and he took the cake, and ate it up.

‘Is it good?’ said the Baron.

‘Yes, very, my Lord, said Jem; ‘thank you
kindly?

‘ And now you may drink her ladyship’s health,’

said the Baron, looking as good-natured as pos-



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sible; ‘and ask her to show you the cockatoo in
the dining-room. Griselda, you don’t mind going
with him, do you? there’s a good soul! Huggins,
you may stay here: I’ve just recollected something
else I wanted to say to you,’

So Lady Growlingham and Jem went to look
at the cockatoo.

‘IT shouldn’t wonder if the Baron forgave your
father, after all, said she. ‘He’s so very, very
kind. That is——-’ And she didn’t finish the
sentence.

‘May I give you this, my lady?’ said Jem,
taking out the little whistle. ‘It’s his lordship’s
temper: only it’s a great secret, and I mustn’t tell
you how I got it. :

‘What do you mean, my little man?’ said her
ladyship, looking immensely astonished.

‘Oh, I mustn’t tell you, said Jem. ‘Only if
‘you'll keep it, and blow it the next time his lord-
ship loses—the next time anything goes wrong,
you know—you’ll see everything will be sure. to
come right again. You saw how it did this
morning, all in a minute.’

«Was that when you were standing in the
window?’ said Lady Growlingham, who had
certainly noticed the change. ‘Well, as you are



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such a kind little boy as to give me your pretty
plaything, Pll hang it on to my watch-chain, and
blow it when IJ think it would be of any use.’

So she took the whistle, and this is why so many
ladies have whistles on their watch-chains now.

‘I see there’s your father coming,’ said she.
‘Well, Huggins, is it all right ?’

‘All right, thank you, my lady. His lordship’s
been so good to me, I don’t know what to do, nor
what to say. I can’t think how we ever came to
fall out last night. It must have been all my fault :
but it shall never happen again—not if I can help
it, my lady.’

‘ Good-day, Huggins. It would be a very good
thing if we could all keep our tempers,’ said Lady
Growlingham.

By the end of the month the Baron’s temper
had got quite fond of being with him, so that he
hardly ever wanted to be whistled for. Lady
Growlingham grew fat and rosy, and her husband
petted her so much that she was quite a different
woman. good boy, and help his father and mother, and as
years went on he learnt better and better almost

always to keep hes tentper.



THE ASTROLOGER

IF you ever go and stay at the little town of
Castagna, on one of the Italian lakes, mind you
do as we did, and get a boatman to row you to
the Isola Verde, the Green Island, so called from
the delightful trees and shrubs with which it is
shadowed. Writing, as I do, on a chilly March
day, in one of the eastern counties of England, I
hardly can believe I ever was in such a fairy land.
The blue sky reflected in the many-tinted waves,
the circle of hills each seeming to change its form
from moment to moment as the boat moved on
its course ; the shifting hues, the dazzling ripples,
the even splash of the oars, the light awning
that fluttered over head; and as we got near the
island, the terraces rising one above another, the
scarlet pomegranate flowers, the great shiny-leaved,
scented white magnolias, the cascades of yellow

roses, tumbling over the walls, the dark myrtles,



THE ASTROLOGER 83

and tall grave fragrant cypresses, the oleander with
delicious pink bunches of blossom—all these things
come starting up to my memory one by one, and I
no longer wonder thereare such things as fairy tales.

We brushed against tall stalks of Indian corn,
as we climbed up the steps, which were inlaid with
grey and white stones. Tubs full of orange trees
were ranged beside a low wall, on which we seated
ourselves, scaring away a gorgeous peacock as we
did so. On one side was the glittering water, on
the other turf and terraces and flowers, and myrtles,
and statues—not looking cold and shivery as they
do at home ; and beyond all, the palace. An old
gardener, with such a nice big Leghorn straw hat,
and a red sash round his waist, came from potting
out his geraniums, and informed us that he could
not take us into the palace; but if we would ring
a little bell at the back door, the custode or care-
keeper would let usin. We did so; but the custode,
a haggard man in black, did not take our fancy
so much as the gardener; nor, to say the truth,
are my recollections of the interior half as pleasant
as those of the exterior.

Italian palaces are dreary places. They sug-
gest murders, intrigues, Jesuits, one hardly knows
what. They are always dark, and very far from

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84. THE ASTROLOGER

snug, with one grand room opening into another ;
inlaid floors, which the servants lazily dust with a
feather brush ; alabaster vases, clumsy worm-eaten
gilt chairs, statues and busts, and leather screens,
and heavy large-patterned silk hangings, and odd
streaks of light through Venetian blinds, which now
and then the castode suddenly pulls up to give you a
glimpse of the family pictures. Here is a cardinal,
said to be by Tintoret, with red biretta and cape,
looking at you out of the corner of his eye ; here
"a prince in velvet and embroidery, with the collar
of the Golden Fleece round his neck, and one arm
round a pet dog; here a beautiful lady, with all
the stuff that ought to have covered her neck gone
into puffings for her enormous sleeves.

Here is a very severe-looking gentleman in
black ; and there—well, did you ever in all your
life see such a sulky-looking lad? ‘Ah! that,’
said the custode, ‘is the good duke, Don Julio.
‘The good duke! the naughty duke, said we.
And if we had known Italian enough, we should
have added— He is the crossest-looking young
fellow of his age we ever saw.’ ‘ Nevertheless,’
said the custode, with a courteous smile of |
superiority, ‘he is always called the Good Duke,
and if the ladies will allow me to tell them his



THE ASTROLOGER 85

history, they will perhaps acknowledge it was not
without reason. We took another look at the
young man with his long locks of fair hair, his
splendid blue dress, his jewelled hand on his sword
(a sword, one felt sure, kept chiefly for show), the
rich tapestry background, with its heraldic device
of a hand holding a dagger, and a scroll ‘ /o difendo
mio padrone, ' and most of all at the sulky, selfish,
unattractive face; and then we allowed our guide
to lead the way to a balcony which commanded a
perfect view of the garden, the lake, and the
distant hills. We took our seats, the climbing
roses bobbing almost in our faces as we did so,
and there, on that lovely spring afternoon, our
guide told us the following story, which you may
believe or not, just as you please.

The young duke (his name was Julio) was an
only son, and very rich. In those days there was
never any blight on the vines or mulberries, and
no discase among the silkworms. His father had
died early, and his mother had brought him up to
do exactly as he liked, and Ict him have everything
he wished for. Her one desire in the world was
to make him happy, and it was a great disappoint-
ment to her that as he grew up nothing seemed to

1 I defend my master.



86 " THE ASTROLOGER

do so. She spoilt him in every possible way, but
he gave her no love in return. At last, in despair,
she went to live in a convent, as he let her see
quite plainly that she worried him, and did not
seem ever to care to be withher. Before she went,
however, she persuaded him to have his likeness
taken, that she might have it to take to the convent
with her (the lady abbess having made a dispensa-
tion in her favour), and this picture was the result,
As you will see, it is done by a very clever painter ;
but the young duke was so cross at having to sit
still, that, as you have said, it is not a very pleasant
likeness.

The painter could not help saying to some one
afterwards that he had usually noticed that the
people who led the least useful lives always made
the greatest fuss about sitting for their pictures
being such waste of time; and to hear the young
duke talk you would have thought he had the
business of the whole country on his hands, where-
as really he would probably have been out fishing
in a pleasure-boat allday. Well, when it was done,
everybody said what a perfect likeness it was.
Even the dog knew it, and sat down to beg on his
hind legs in front of it! But the duke was very
much annoyed. ‘Is it really so like me?’ he



THE ASTROLOGER 87

said. ‘Do I really look as—well, as miserable as
that ?’

‘You do, my love, when you get one of your
fits of depression,’ said his mother.

‘Well, I often do feel depressed,’ said the young
duke. ‘I wonder why.’

’

‘It’s in the family,’ said his mother sadly ; ‘at
least your father used to suffer in the same way.’
Judging from his portraits, he certainly did. His
wife was too good to his memory to add, ‘and I’m
sure he made me suffer too, as she might honestly
have done. Not long after that she went to the
convent and took the picture with her.

But the young duke could not forget it. It
seemed to haunt him. The idea that he looked as
miserable (nobody dared to call it cross) as that,
quite worried him, and made him more miserable.
He had every kind of amusement, but nothing
amused him. He began to get really downright
ill, and he took it into his head that there was a
doom upon him, and that he was fated to be
- wretched whether he liked it or no. His beautiful
garden gave him no pleasure, his horses and dogs
ceased to delight him, the music seemed all out of
tune, the pictures out of drawing ; and it is literally

true that this young man, with every advantage



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describe
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describe
'243257' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQBP' 'sip-files00016.jp2'
cf0b3d1a97ee5585956c9726bb92a572
e12477cee209eb8f50fe835ed636fae511041a84
'2011-11-14T19:13:42-05:00'
describe
'37291' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQBQ' 'sip-files00016.jpg'
d9968f95867eef530f6eae7eb5d32e45
2778012a96f36b703a1c01d30d032196d8c084b3
'2011-11-14T19:14:38-05:00'
describe
'11903' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQBR' 'sip-files00016.pro'
156d92c4137b8bcf52b01088f6ad8282
2ae7f957e373407a5e05c025ae074b8b311e5e82
'2011-11-14T19:19:02-05:00'
describe
'12307' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQBS' 'sip-files00016.QC.jpg'
672c97aeafe938a7edba7d65bc327030
30899883cb46a95fa7f55ce97b1c19beae21b2a5
'2011-11-14T19:19:53-05:00'
describe
'2734184' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQBT' 'sip-files00016.tif'
827e3888a98c1be6cbd5c5e63dc11106
c5559e7d8346b1c03386d6177352d897538e762a
'2011-11-14T19:16:34-05:00'
describe
'604' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQBU' 'sip-files00016.txt'
f9635cda0c938b8d3930615548f233a2
75b1ec4e7c9c67c681f6f6508c905bbc7a97e3b8
'2011-11-14T19:16:15-05:00'
describe
'4603' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQBV' 'sip-files00016thm.jpg'
47a86e4abfec3d3c260c1516ead3d1b4
4ec93085f14c5673a23737cb12fe126cd3cae7b8
'2011-11-14T19:13:45-05:00'
describe
'340351' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQBW' 'sip-files00017.jp2'
9c4b2cc1b037e6e89c20cd6dc22e5e30
c0173fe657439aa3593a5f6e10144f054f93e415
'2011-11-14T19:18:15-05:00'
describe
'101345' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQBX' 'sip-files00017.jpg'
51feeecf593ffa442f75c5def17ebf1e
cf05018e9f17f36a05f6b8043eb1e4f80429d8a4
'2011-11-14T19:17:46-05:00'
describe
'24582' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQBY' 'sip-files00017.pro'
6ddaab5b272a32578edc357e6643ac59
ff0023567c158491dcffdd245895dc58dbc19f7c
describe
'30630' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQBZ' 'sip-files00017.QC.jpg'
4e79fc1a92560a300931e94f97086876
0e9fcff6eca2895dc8bf92e15ea83c9a84a4a3d7
'2011-11-14T19:18:04-05:00'
describe
'2739320' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCA' 'sip-files00017.tif'
edc6605bb2140e3d37c6eb98780a9f99
28da3a73079dd47c9dda696a1387080a4cc7ced9
'2011-11-14T19:20:56-05:00'
describe
'988' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCB' 'sip-files00017.txt'
812a7c0c305b00e36097a65fece769e5
f58f000f82b3eabf021e66bffda2fc9e23cea9cf
'2011-11-14T19:16:53-05:00'
describe
'7977' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCC' 'sip-files00017thm.jpg'
c249734c4fda646f6ef9eae242b3918a
ff8c32d3a4960628ccd300a303f17733280a0816
'2011-11-14T19:14:50-05:00'
describe
'344807' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCD' 'sip-files00018.jp2'
793d8bdc4c392a0d262baeb4c51c2286
ac13cf30b155b5ad38776da28f608ed71e5b0852
'2011-11-14T19:21:15-05:00'
describe
'103237' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCE' 'sip-files00018.jpg'
fb7107eb25e89b513b7b36817bb50eb9
41c7d9329b45a62582cbea22f9505bd6e9fa3f50
describe
'28305' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCF' 'sip-files00018.pro'
814944cb8dc4df47993a12e947167014
c55a3a9c982caf68f4a3bcaade1cb3f72ca86886
'2011-11-14T19:19:30-05:00'
describe
'31043' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCG' 'sip-files00018.QC.jpg'
6ad28c3e234c66ed3e6a91725a3c3b1c
1f4cdadce21229a5e434237e76c1bb867f4beacd
'2011-11-14T19:13:37-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCH' 'sip-files00018.tif'
d91c16021ff47477dbb6bb92cb000264
95b94cc4b40fb7946036ef81937097769f6d9154
describe
'1132' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCI' 'sip-files00018.txt'
15d09f5e5ad2d5a6864dfee62ff0e9db
41ca16423eb624b8145ab167e26442b8b198fc6a
'2011-11-14T19:13:13-05:00'
describe
'8551' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCJ' 'sip-files00018thm.jpg'
b63f9af85086bb0b8b241383eede5ecd
6b2ef696f276242962bc01adf851fe9bac218aea
'2011-11-14T19:19:11-05:00'
describe
'338416' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCK' 'sip-files00019.jp2'
43ace7fe7751c23797942be678153ce6
ddf512506d3817fafc0828a1c111e48e2587054e
'2011-11-14T19:16:00-05:00'
describe
'105175' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCL' 'sip-files00019.jpg'
2a2189b7661a73777e3ae8160026ca4a
76e0d22cdff57bca055ed9e34fdedeed3f83fc68
'2011-11-14T19:14:42-05:00'
describe
'29461' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCM' 'sip-files00019.pro'
9492bca7128661b7b21ed53b8ab589bf
4b43c38a75073301caa7c046311cd3f063f2ecb8
'2011-11-14T19:14:02-05:00'
describe
'32285' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCN' 'sip-files00019.QC.jpg'
b12c2bdadf3d6fa3edea8d5693c0f1b2
277151e534730668c2bd5f007084d18f5171a1c5
'2011-11-14T19:21:29-05:00'
describe
'2723720' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCO' 'sip-files00019.tif'
74920686643e887fa14241cb0f9ed839
f86957a5cea5498ff48dd7cc09c28734646f6dfd
'2011-11-14T19:19:01-05:00'
describe
'1245' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCP' 'sip-files00019.txt'
f825af70fdf3ddd72c965256378568d1
aa3a6691977346ee4eb119a3322d8ba60d536f42
'2011-11-14T19:19:15-05:00'
describe
'9326' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCQ' 'sip-files00019thm.jpg'
d3e26eae8ba9ce56a200d35a3e199df0
5dcd0ec325a316286fbd85e20c058a0869dc6c27
'2011-11-14T19:16:57-05:00'
describe
'338912' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCR' 'sip-files00020.jp2'
c6232d464b08f2e2e3f57022c6c9990c
2a5eade6c48887d546197efbe19a216d255869fe
'2011-11-14T19:14:47-05:00'
describe
'109915' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCS' 'sip-files00020.jpg'
70913fb1a4a50b4db42581810b0677fe
8e74ef68b5084833fee84fbc4cad70c90927b932
describe
'31737' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCT' 'sip-files00020.pro'
86a64f1a50c9a41e654704b55fdd4b09
2acd48f234aabe675f7fd9c4eeca1a2bd1fb8c69
'2011-11-14T19:17:32-05:00'
describe
'35196' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCU' 'sip-files00020.QC.jpg'
e6e7789d9489b88c51ae40ab16470190
a0b9b9235d7fb4737bc9d51d19c8eec4747074ea
'2011-11-14T19:19:16-05:00'
describe
'2728220' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCV' 'sip-files00020.tif'
78066bcc3d621e0b06d10de7434fea8e
6472e9a7ded85f451597c3fd7dc97abcaef513c6
'2011-11-14T19:21:34-05:00'
describe
'1249' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCW' 'sip-files00020.txt'
ea845c0354976d36783c70908d38dcfd
dfb7568c38732b6f58109eff829f02369a091517
'2011-11-14T19:20:53-05:00'
describe
'9171' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCX' 'sip-files00020thm.jpg'
23a07642026cd5d32e72b24fdd324793
5d2cc2fe77f7f330c19885936485bf1188195b73
describe
'344839' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCY' 'sip-files00021.jp2'
22e0ae8450efe940460094ddd6f68b10
eaf92be70b36910f3e2bcc82866dde9be677c085
'2011-11-14T19:13:50-05:00'
describe
'111395' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQCZ' 'sip-files00021.jpg'
61392bafddaca8d89b3420d675f2adcc
8844739b348897456f2ccd8636c815f7ca947082
'2011-11-14T19:21:05-05:00'
describe
'31673' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDA' 'sip-files00021.pro'
77fd031b6c8c501e5cec476d8299be60
8330838fbde6231029a7915f0057417778293625
'2011-11-14T19:16:48-05:00'
describe
'36192' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDB' 'sip-files00021.QC.jpg'
c21ba31944e23565a57cbfb4c4a4b0e4
19faa8d7d9c8727b4c4ae7b589b1ce549bb918e3
'2011-11-14T19:14:28-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDC' 'sip-files00021.tif'
b063ec1e680696ea094025c9cae606c6
80072256722caab7516846cebd31fdb6a3148ab2
'2011-11-14T19:18:35-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDD' 'sip-files00021.txt'
a0c0e5b3434e32bf881eac7aabeddba8
5fa3f7c0b8f25e4bf37966f693649e89c05671e8
describe
'9469' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDE' 'sip-files00021thm.jpg'
20fc88a8ac0f4c73ff08266d31b8424e
97b331c16a895a3781095ba470c7227f66ea749a
'2011-11-14T19:13:22-05:00'
describe
'344853' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDF' 'sip-files00022.jp2'
bb9e813d45381ad149835f3dd798b394
17249f30eed6672e98ce0b587c4697fe36143ed6
'2011-11-14T19:14:18-05:00'
describe
'101117' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDG' 'sip-files00022.jpg'
869d75680e42265d579cccba03704c57
536183d22a689a34831b6e9532cdd524b13003db
'2011-11-14T19:18:13-05:00'
describe
'30141' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDH' 'sip-files00022.pro'
2de61f451c7aad3c385754a3bbd96925
7ba6615ddcdd703cdc4c1411a6394ee46d1e7b3d
'2011-11-14T19:16:09-05:00'
describe
'33133' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDI' 'sip-files00022.QC.jpg'
648dccfdbdaf8a1fba8efab037ab4bea
62a3c75fee86a3880c6d0e0602ec67a5d7a47b82
'2011-11-14T19:13:19-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDJ' 'sip-files00022.tif'
fb0a84d3ca385422300196ad57890a17
682a3840c2ab8c4997033c0197743863563e2b44
'2011-11-14T19:14:21-05:00'
describe
'1196' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDK' 'sip-files00022.txt'
0b93967c3c274571a4561a7deb7192cd
ad3558fa4b6db66f4915d09723ce4f10234c1f2f
'2011-11-14T19:16:36-05:00'
describe
'8981' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDL' 'sip-files00022thm.jpg'
932c57cdb0885d8368090c0d2257ee39
a9c96384cf7a0a739faaeeddbb3708838d2fbd49
'2011-11-14T19:17:48-05:00'
describe
'338413' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDM' 'sip-files00023.jp2'
64b77a657c43f3f1256c27d9c6feded2
259d23edf96b182f077ad764fbb3134d28311e91
'2011-11-14T19:17:30-05:00'
describe
'106206' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDN' 'sip-files00023.jpg'
d2be9a9251abf611febfdff717d17a7e
e550d4100083c330d7f7bbe6156030dcf3370346
'2011-11-14T19:17:08-05:00'
describe
'31459' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDO' 'sip-files00023.pro'
e4e32cafe93e4760d752b55f2bde6db3
e12e50abbe39d4b37e078344c48bd4eb31204474
'2011-11-14T19:14:45-05:00'
describe
'33970' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDP' 'sip-files00023.QC.jpg'
6030f15b53ffa839cde8bdca521a47df
a4504295e136c63c853f2ee4f9ec2d5b57f9f852
'2011-11-14T19:18:26-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDQ' 'sip-files00023.tif'
55579cbc62168c01819a2ee9cb62f84e
90ae7129d2313ee1a85504eace72692c8d7ac1e5
'2011-11-14T19:13:14-05:00'
describe
'1261' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDR' 'sip-files00023.txt'
7ce17c751456f0a0318751d2a4b6df8f
4596dbec48b4566953579e07532c8c2e1c4204ea
'2011-11-14T19:14:37-05:00'
describe
'9405' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDS' 'sip-files00023thm.jpg'
116f42beab16a1b0913c49f02da70e40
5dbeb75dc83b97f8312601d639bc19eeb427620f
describe
'340987' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDT' 'sip-files00024.jp2'
c25273960964d266f5cc734321e8aff1
6733290a90c00c1a13a4236bb5a807bbc3c6b68a
'2011-11-14T19:19:49-05:00'
describe
'122168' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDU' 'sip-files00024.jpg'
1093620dc0e9bc6c7e31576ba4c122e5
0a8a112a3d56088e2b733597b44cd659b09f50f4
describe
'31456' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDV' 'sip-files00024.pro'
40658ba2e9814c1fb1827347959226ee
5b8ba00fccb9bc51b3e6ac7efd0e745e6b87b350
'2011-11-14T19:13:15-05:00'
describe
'37479' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDW' 'sip-files00024.QC.jpg'
1110ce49f7e30e88c9b1d32eec6176e5
7f3da3021d42225e35e18098e3af85cab049f349
'2011-11-14T19:16:27-05:00'
describe
'2744456' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDX' 'sip-files00024.tif'
1c27ab635d60fc5a7c6763a21f90c6f7
c817ceccbac2e7d580b21d8cd6a56ef0f31c7c80
'2011-11-14T19:20:11-05:00'
describe
'1269' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDY' 'sip-files00024.txt'
533e2b4f14622c6242c1f66c039d5d90
383417569fb84e473c328f32921ed54058c49c18
'2011-11-14T19:18:41-05:00'
describe
'9938' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQDZ' 'sip-files00024thm.jpg'
180bb6c0fc6dcd2472b54b136d5258bb
ddb1369b210cdc59dfa1a1f866ec67686ed740bd
'2011-11-14T19:15:51-05:00'
describe
'339457' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQEA' 'sip-files00025.jp2'
55820c90d20ac63cc07cac41bd73b11b
d5c53437d93c7d3040f2b04310087880b807402b
'2011-11-14T19:15:44-05:00'
describe
'118218' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQEB' 'sip-files00025.jpg'
89150b6c47d46af535c6c3f0209fde6f
58f70b81a8c35e498766f7da0e44b17c8548c3b0
'2011-11-14T19:14:32-05:00'
describe
'30525' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQEC' 'sip-files00025.pro'
b527f2b9a59f7961ab67c78a09b4a7be
3277672ba4173762c29b581d8f07e3f33d780889
describe
'35399' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQED' 'sip-files00025.QC.jpg'
6ba6ad1c096920b6f7a3f5cc2855f796
1c9258ee8994ebab1d8b7b471e0f57be0364110f
'2011-11-14T19:18:18-05:00'
describe
'2732312' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQEE' 'sip-files00025.tif'
c8fdcd20441285912c68afaf5bbdf018
7803fa33723a8ad655a67b97cf3000ee0dc0c955
'2011-11-14T19:15:31-05:00'
describe
'1242' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQEF' 'sip-files00025.txt'
47b91f556c5a77df9bd0fcb69314582c
fd5cd5a11eead6c4d6efe1cc51e598eab8ac9af1
'2011-11-14T19:13:34-05:00'
describe
'10009' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQEG' 'sip-files00025thm.jpg'
b72669aad24e544c6b3106ac130e7dba
6a7ccc86a18cf753b3fed3d199b18a42fb4ee084
'2011-11-14T19:14:00-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQEH' 'sip-files00026.jp2'
c2bc1ce7ddbb75912ba0868ecdd8cf87
ce09f47bc847781a59b460e9235a0cf4ddd803c7
'2011-11-14T19:15:22-05:00'
describe
'122375' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQEI' 'sip-files00026.jpg'
9772ac863dfec4113fb070d5b8a34ffa
e5920c7d23f2f72e277a0d85e932b0a577a98c7a
'2011-11-14T19:17:21-05:00'
describe
'32944' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQEJ' 'sip-files00026.pro'
5e9529c18e58b1938d36c9279487f12d
bc39b49a0a63df91eb5e65c095dbdf7e2a283c1b
'2011-11-14T19:14:56-05:00'
describe
'36821' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQEK' 'sip-files00026.QC.jpg'
9f9cf2fad383e545b39f76209b2837f8
07a74eacec9cf77a326d3476e0294b2e796f6971
'2011-11-14T19:17:47-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQEL' 'sip-files00026.tif'
3ec7d56f92e9f47d7319875646c78d2d
035f18087e2abea34adba9ad472be4e868209a50
'2011-11-14T19:15:13-05:00'
describe
'1295' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQEM' 'sip-files00026.txt'
0074eeedb06c7af803ec35a1f46348aa
68bb87d3690dc115544b397c40d7df6deb0c3ddf
'2011-11-14T19:14:53-05:00'
describe
'9564' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQEN' 'sip-files00026thm.jpg'
fb2b11b8a2a0f8bcb6996f4ba8087247
2378b25de9a883d71ef8ab150da2f1d403fffea9
'2011-11-14T19:19:03-05:00'
describe
'344708' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQEO' 'sip-files00028.jp2'
6cf1ca8d4020ad5fe0e0565a9013f292
99867393af89083aeeef30dd7d2e66310ad707c5
'2011-11-14T19:16:46-05:00'
describe
'136959' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQEP' 'sip-files00028.jpg'
52c7f647e986ee35bf19f74f42844a77
fd79c7db1d93e2d0f7432184e9c65c8459ed9904
'2011-11-14T19:15:06-05:00'
describe
'2430' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQEQ' 'sip-files00028.pro'
f263fa48a5d5a44fe91b025ea233eef7
5d8f14ff621662e5e1a176ac516c5dd2587f10a8
'2011-11-14T19:20:45-05:00'
describe
'33034' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQER' 'sip-files00028.QC.jpg'
dd3f7338810321e9f196bbde9f6bc2ea
c2510f01ca0d6a6233b1472b53c223e94e115cd4
'2011-11-14T19:19:56-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQES' 'sip-files00028.tif'
a71b5085364b58006548729c80957720
840f7c10161fb483a2ae74f2ca274f13f2b4b4c0
describe
'158' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQET' 'sip-files00028.txt'
c6cd6b36e1a6292efa395766c287b495
adaf20de5047e0f63c8bc3cc64d0c7fee320ab8c
describe
'8726' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQEU' 'sip-files00028thm.jpg'
37c63c3ec7577fae80c030c7e7906e93
eedbc6292fbdb7c4e098abf7d91a7b8960add1f4
'2011-11-14T19:17:29-05:00'
describe
'344825' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQEV' 'sip-files00029.jp2'
5614d5833fe53546ece0ce94d58e7c0e
368621ac6672c4988e2d360605605b663090e9c6
'2011-11-14T19:15:50-05:00'
describe
'97959' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQEW' 'sip-files00029.jpg'
83305006cb9e44414367cbaf5c91029f
6fab27bc20f21f132802caa99863a67244ff6f07
'2011-11-14T19:19:35-05:00'
describe
'28005' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQEX' 'sip-files00029.pro'
7a8395739eecae49c82a11fe90666da8
89f6e383fcac87a219d00a95bed8fd129ee1fa47
'2011-11-14T19:13:23-05:00'
describe
'31428' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQEY' 'sip-files00029.QC.jpg'
88a3fc2a0cb8af0a285a85688f06837a
1a86eefa34592952eb9057d83d43da5e9ace0f2b
'2011-11-14T19:20:06-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQEZ' 'sip-files00029.tif'
eba43ec062448a82cbfdf453c2e542a0
bc5b3ba40bd9baed36098543aa82df839e0ec161
describe
'1142' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFA' 'sip-files00029.txt'
eb66a452148272c3ac1c6ffb0a6912cd
05dec4f07920fe8bcfff9658af83f26efa3f5349
describe
'8652' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFB' 'sip-files00029thm.jpg'
0990242a74ce6ae4a01ca6bbc6ccd1f9
92fea28fe71d50046e59f434e23515a884260dbf
'2011-11-14T19:21:02-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFC' 'sip-files00030.jp2'
f09441416755e2cfadc4fea9bcba1c52
72ef4e7655361e8761ba4b6bd4791008ced18fc2
describe
'109562' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFD' 'sip-files00030.jpg'
ee98c74daf6556bf3d13fbe2ac8b836f
cb0df1c4eaa33e53f154112f9030aa01f7c74017
'2011-11-14T19:16:24-05:00'
describe
'32585' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFE' 'sip-files00030.pro'
750d7ea9ccfbbcf0354bf1d326566a40
12acf156c77a0933c6d132f449f64872d31ada01
'2011-11-14T19:13:10-05:00'
describe
'35935' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFF' 'sip-files00030.QC.jpg'
89fb0aada13e853fb6e59a0f186d0487
6f50c74a521d6b4dbecfcd75c486eeb55c657b7b
'2011-11-14T19:18:00-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFG' 'sip-files00030.tif'
65e10e954310345c0b0d72a757d86f95
3613d0d0a55b1f4818bf9a9862921395539dc152
'2011-11-14T19:18:10-05:00'
describe
'1297' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFH' 'sip-files00030.txt'
2ef9449f021c7e97b8e0fa139b5016f5
6d167af30c44f8541330bc937dc80ec3abd965de
'2011-11-14T19:15:19-05:00'
describe
'9448' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFI' 'sip-files00030thm.jpg'
c7b4c39432b83cbf09dbc3f1560ed6f2
0173647329d8d4f53289b5d146354c36a4596838
'2011-11-14T19:21:08-05:00'
describe
'344858' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFJ' 'sip-files00031.jp2'
db8a65b0327a27cd4ab3dbc238398c48
de17c9259918eafff4e2f252913bcead8332d2ba
'2011-11-14T19:13:06-05:00'
describe
'112067' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFK' 'sip-files00031.jpg'
0afbd9c9c74940efae58fff37ee7835d
a09f0957b562ca82cba123821fe3826d72959bb7
'2011-11-14T19:20:31-05:00'
describe
'31332' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFL' 'sip-files00031.pro'
9029d17803c41bb4c33a0fa311e7fd97
76ed48c21e50b39aa7eb38cebd53e246a0673a4f
'2011-11-14T19:16:56-05:00'
describe
'35332' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFM' 'sip-files00031.QC.jpg'
57705bc5a5af997ce89b174c2f0dad74
f64e407dfb324cc85c12ddb3a7109da1f700cc42
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFN' 'sip-files00031.tif'
bc991c4aa8504fa5ea3c7d37813c5c98
44b5aaa326e87a91fbf0849c94f43d615de4d999
'2011-11-14T19:19:13-05:00'
describe
'1256' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFO' 'sip-files00031.txt'
2b9c43dc86443c1162c76fd0eb1d5c00
c85e1f3819b17f4661113a5f1f02a6b4bb894d23
'2011-11-14T19:16:20-05:00'
describe
'9585' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFP' 'sip-files00031thm.jpg'
8a7b68b71e34afc40beb623bb08dd9c8
140762a9254749dfad075093483b5e77fec9d0fc
'2011-11-14T19:19:22-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFQ' 'sip-files00032.jp2'
bd5e273d0c65083571d0a40372780ae3
392b3b0e90b1e095353133c9ecc25a52342e9c53
'2011-11-14T19:18:12-05:00'
describe
'102359' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFR' 'sip-files00032.jpg'
926a59b0a0ef915cd7baca6d9e7fcee0
20a4f47093daf789795af713557ebf9c024c5ec0
describe
'31111' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFS' 'sip-files00032.pro'
e7e4c31ae4f5b1e81e12abe1dcf1a8df
a25fe0eab9c7256f27bcd542c1e5517df84f7f9c
'2011-11-14T19:14:14-05:00'
describe
'32656' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFT' 'sip-files00032.QC.jpg'
19041384f71213ca08165cefffbe7df9
d33c56665822a98225f71e304fb10e58e283d094
'2011-11-14T19:18:14-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFU' 'sip-files00032.tif'
89b83464b23161f1806fb65f0d05419c
0c5af7785c5b4cdfaa8176ebe5a42044772709fd
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFV' 'sip-files00032.txt'
c1eac6f72264c64b7f9ad57e3d4550dc
6ed2c081380759ae72db72a080ae9e79d540f332
'2011-11-14T19:21:00-05:00'
describe
'8829' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFW' 'sip-files00032thm.jpg'
db74ab582dff5593db3b6c75900014db
1611690e023044536e8c53bcacf295ae7a32e521
'2011-11-14T19:13:56-05:00'
describe
'344704' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFX' 'sip-files00033.jp2'
7f3eb13acde7ce9b95f19978474a64fd
c09a07c074de9d77b561369177a72f35b5c32a90
'2011-11-14T19:19:50-05:00'
describe
'102561' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFY' 'sip-files00033.jpg'
b68d8a2bcf6b902242144e996283a3b8
2ebd88605072e1f0f8e26e5991383983fcd13dfe
describe
'28364' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQFZ' 'sip-files00033.pro'
175523fe3dc2694d382633cc0ffe25a2
71d69f955277484b8b0b7a1a160dec0d41e554ce
'2011-11-14T19:15:12-05:00'
describe
'31705' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGA' 'sip-files00033.QC.jpg'
1228d795e0becc282a6098933fdeb469
810b5a31b4a34e12f5d177bc4aac758c120fe1a6
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGB' 'sip-files00033.tif'
deb506fb63ceb551da068f4547471dfa
5d29207f4631ef011a080f694076939da277c082
'2011-11-14T19:13:54-05:00'
describe
'1160' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGC' 'sip-files00033.txt'
e09d66358e4a2d986e9dbcffce2cf94e
3d12e1aefe908da68b8e1427fc2e4732e462dea7
'2011-11-14T19:15:58-05:00'
describe
'8523' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGD' 'sip-files00033thm.jpg'
53652f61496863e55117a5752ef4be21
27c14080b248aa64839b9886ae746f9a0fab724f
'2011-11-14T19:18:19-05:00'
describe
'335397' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGE' 'sip-files00034.jp2'
695efc382ff762d6a07a709606bd0919
e90fee3b0d54a906503f3969cf686603950f23d6
describe
'101969' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGF' 'sip-files00034.jpg'
9ae5d7a0c679061dc6ecb32f36954569
a3c18e79a3064f9ddcdbc4e6254516108ee057fb
'2011-11-14T19:18:28-05:00'
describe
'28648' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGG' 'sip-files00034.pro'
8efdc2ee9189c1f60bdc7f249b0e3d9a
ed8cc1efe5a928dd29501568eade03a58438c3cf
'2011-11-14T19:19:05-05:00'
describe
'32949' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGH' 'sip-files00034.QC.jpg'
c8dd931cf75ea58ef7a34effd86a39bd
54285961f64f9567f21afdcc3694d64442def7dc
'2011-11-14T19:17:33-05:00'
describe
'2700328' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGI' 'sip-files00034.tif'
55cd69b3ea3653dd3e148e19e38c3c44
c298191caf077aebc6bf63358cdc581e84e034da
'2011-11-14T19:16:40-05:00'
describe
'1154' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGJ' 'sip-files00034.txt'
efe4ba9176a609b0d3dce01d89c1e450
5bdd79ffe72e5f0aa0dda25f756637753c5b0822
'2011-11-14T19:19:39-05:00'
describe
'9898' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGK' 'sip-files00034thm.jpg'
f0bde2aa16cb57b75265bacf8e17fd25
f70bc2c55f47a58d745905239d9695d2a33c80d4
describe
'344857' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGL' 'sip-files00035.jp2'
03e568d7a0c6eae4d52c305041108ba3
5f86a92caaa7613caaa327d7cd4c479c574ea037
describe
'117529' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGM' 'sip-files00035.jpg'
7ae44dd6b3227420a30c02888e7ec329
4ac60d59e3c1a9440d6eb2c39f4631da27bc6712
'2011-11-14T19:13:52-05:00'
describe
'31727' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGN' 'sip-files00035.pro'
afc2c5d04b3cba6c183a73dc4a5ecd95
fd4db1d188edc35c422bf2b0e19a587cf64b63e2
describe
'37259' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGO' 'sip-files00035.QC.jpg'
6d4dc8ddc7441e78ea041227835b26f7
05119585606425983da4347aea23627297b4a8ea
'2011-11-14T19:19:28-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGP' 'sip-files00035.tif'
106f50d1d676374e4b6eb48b59005c13
994635c23cf0903ab9f4179607e3a19023573f6e
'2011-11-14T19:17:42-05:00'
describe
'1319' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGQ' 'sip-files00035.txt'
981b2adae9ec8030b9a5e7fe677ff9fe
b121b0df3b4c29055d223f1e0b0d0ce7cc1269b9
'2011-11-14T19:19:06-05:00'
describe
'9922' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGR' 'sip-files00035thm.jpg'
5957da61e07b3e76bcf62a32559235a3
02c367de32302850f2e1f9a4be1f919dfe0fae4a
describe
'344826' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGS' 'sip-files00036.jp2'
6d29aa94fd27b161593885a8d7bc8a2f
26a8a2fee2b1754461267e31378f6c310dfff7ae
'2011-11-14T19:19:21-05:00'
describe
'105352' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGT' 'sip-files00036.jpg'
765ae34c312782c2214bdbfc33652123
e172d0312e3606b4a894a1bb2020d2b4e84cc1b7
describe
'29945' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGU' 'sip-files00036.pro'
1ae2f0e2f017e73b0537ea68d7f14b78
68cea6589a89b53af0cc0ce5d96a55e55d8a2cd0
'2011-11-14T19:13:51-05:00'
describe
'34142' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGV' 'sip-files00036.QC.jpg'
420d09f4eb909f30f9007e5e1cd8f767
01529b709854e660dfa7dca3f42197a231402ee4
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGW' 'sip-files00036.tif'
791f569e41bdcc09474d114771c109ea
1e56c99a5078989a201389e7637fac4976b3c63e
'2011-11-14T19:16:29-05:00'
describe
'1192' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGX' 'sip-files00036.txt'
17e1c0b42b50216f817ca76105461f08
f326f1810e8c28321c707d27443c93a5b486c70b
'2011-11-14T19:17:06-05:00'
describe
'9743' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGY' 'sip-files00036thm.jpg'
5a13357a25a5c387b7939c6b1f5c4d7c
5f7752efbb13439008231d57c8431885c04da8da
describe
'344859' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQGZ' 'sip-files00037.jp2'
1a690bd0165c0ce82e032912b08ad5bc
f4506d012f9a346b16ca3948fa6eaf85f9418f38
'2011-11-14T19:13:29-05:00'
describe
'105916' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHA' 'sip-files00037.jpg'
9c574c455d84c97f88419b39dda5cb4e
4898b85187b10f0fb19b7b3fa8624a636118da28
'2011-11-14T19:21:04-05:00'
describe
'28563' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHB' 'sip-files00037.pro'
5d72c6b7bb7cc1274aebc7d0d56edd36
196850cd4edf3f7ac9b6e3b1392762fc867ca8fc
'2011-11-14T19:17:38-05:00'
describe
'33891' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHC' 'sip-files00037.QC.jpg'
728db4af440b63b6448e8f9803e09e32
584483d9db8f1aac2685429d2a6dfe006090c071
'2011-11-14T19:18:57-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHD' 'sip-files00037.tif'
81dea6e5e3de3cc2b47659901ae2a732
694383e2090d5afc8b02ccb067acda4417a6bc17
'2011-11-14T19:21:20-05:00'
describe
'1202' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHE' 'sip-files00037.txt'
77bd63e4d1c65d99a6b5f40301cac98c
5fa04429443058e934f732c40e265fffa2446735
'2011-11-14T19:14:22-05:00'
describe
'9320' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHF' 'sip-files00037thm.jpg'
c3b52a76b2ed6ef49143faff7ca6f052
cae15d16fd80edd564e84d192aeca03fb8a27c72
'2011-11-14T19:13:18-05:00'
describe
'344782' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHG' 'sip-files00038.jp2'
bde217cb8b65777e4e370ecd9d57a130
2d9f06887d100f93c1a6a6d677f713dd36b1f0ae
'2011-11-14T19:20:46-05:00'
describe
'103100' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHH' 'sip-files00038.jpg'
d1fa64eee65f235b2eda181109a7b995
bcb6a07fb3f84b1c321d76398b2b4bb01b47d0d0
'2011-11-14T19:19:42-05:00'
describe
'30572' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHI' 'sip-files00038.pro'
c9b4256ecfea836b093d599559a43db7
3b98cf4c69dffae16f5a31c28c39025f506f9e04
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHJ' 'sip-files00038.QC.jpg'
ccef1908fb672f9be7bb2b06cd066084
1d9273e46a8526353f8229ec0ebacada626d8279
'2011-11-14T19:17:37-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHK' 'sip-files00038.tif'
833830cfd0fe33710ce696064e10881d
d5e51f4bb83528a4f2db9e62a1947db8475f6c74
describe
'1216' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHL' 'sip-files00038.txt'
fb42876dfe4baf5b674a4fb4a52b047f
b2826a0db079386f6993b819d9f4a8a797498f77
'2011-11-14T19:17:05-05:00'
describe
'9067' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHM' 'sip-files00038thm.jpg'
eb5787bed11ca65065bb66c9d62e1f3b
646828be7c98cb06c945cc47532b01258802328e
'2011-11-14T19:14:49-05:00'
describe
'344854' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHN' 'sip-files00039.jp2'
a22bd2a746a1c6a6f372a1a9c7fc209e
0e13054280f1c72883339717f129e31dbf3fede0
describe
'100019' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHO' 'sip-files00039.jpg'
9f38f2d10b740d1c9fce8a0a1dfd378c
ced6a3d71454722c3ecce9ad4cd18b389e0ea1e9
'2011-11-14T19:21:18-05:00'
describe
'27255' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHP' 'sip-files00039.pro'
1f792a6292b7ef5ed692c37b96e8bc2b
d10eb12b3078b672b9558b9d8d1a41195e2f1741
describe
'32222' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHQ' 'sip-files00039.QC.jpg'
578a8f23288495f8372c56e180705270
9ea4d6dfd3be4a5582d5616e0ff39c26e65998a8
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHR' 'sip-files00039.tif'
cbcb04d737a35a674fe33f4db13c3472
7a6bc4d3a6120e39233f8e9e3237519101207fcc
'2011-11-14T19:13:48-05:00'
describe
'1134' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHS' 'sip-files00039.txt'
82373007170c337d11ee272ceb3aa896
96a168e8367f848d2a33788b4c870b66d896da8e
'2011-11-14T19:18:33-05:00'
describe
'8574' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHT' 'sip-files00039thm.jpg'
606f32f08a24c3bba9fea93027b80c23
b8c21fc801d8ce190ca660b59dbf82d56c0d001a
describe
'339076' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHU' 'sip-files00040.jp2'
f99fcfde36cd9ca490a41c409ac6d7f2
caaed6603125fef56475bf41627f4fbc98e2aafe
describe
'115797' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHV' 'sip-files00040.jpg'
24c3378a021ecfb62a593e0f66a9cfbc
065172a2048a76e473eba5fc52564e8ba6eb807b
'2011-11-14T19:17:16-05:00'
describe
'32668' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHW' 'sip-files00040.pro'
ee47dce379964d72e96de08b58b6ca4a
ec644db63c0753a78e0c1e60d4a3726118abbcc4
'2011-11-14T19:19:52-05:00'
describe
'37177' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHX' 'sip-files00040.QC.jpg'
4d9f0516bc9bbf987ebdc8fac828c94e
ba2a4c4e00fac759678f6b213cf1e716c5aff64a
describe
'2729144' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHY' 'sip-files00040.tif'
90fbfcda2ec81095d87c95bbce648f07
a8bcaa706ba0dad6ed95fb19546b4272381a7f1d
'2011-11-14T19:20:22-05:00'
describe
'1308' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQHZ' 'sip-files00040.txt'
92fd726922a22edec31e18579950dedb
bb85ae615a116d9a6570e89ed5a9851e504c7c8a
describe
'9688' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQIA' 'sip-files00040thm.jpg'
6bb91428336657552ae57053254c274c
8e8d96e99773b058ebd4a7c8cf6f290699432ec9
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQIB' 'sip-files00041.jp2'
074b6cfebd90f65c96def72fe9b76092
05d277b3f959bc2cd5b25fc639b0547766809494
'2011-11-14T19:15:18-05:00'
describe
'112849' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQIC' 'sip-files00041.jpg'
b0b0f5b61ff16253ac40720fc60394d5
c1f5190a798c901d91d3abed44fe24939851925d
describe
'30977' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQID' 'sip-files00041.pro'
153644bdf737b0eebab99356d2038a62
d398f290d1e46dc1358402d487c217de658afa9a
describe
'36681' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQIE' 'sip-files00041.QC.jpg'
d5ebae9d9e0eca2507177eed516dab56
4d1687b68d09adba9098c7674c22558b6be1b093
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQIF' 'sip-files00041.tif'
c995ab8f2228d3d4f3b90e187c6762f0
0ab550fed0b5510cb1a9e1780e8897492c76e5e6
describe
'1239' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQIG' 'sip-files00041.txt'
1db06ba25fdcb7cb8459542a45767a58
c625681c12f971bd7acfa6f60079e45243cd0072
describe
'9426' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQIH' 'sip-files00041thm.jpg'
7bb0b06e52c4a5567774018bbf9cd842
fea4a91f8b669db77c84ae8b384c4133e334905e
'2011-11-14T19:18:25-05:00'
describe
'344840' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQII' 'sip-files00042.jp2'
8a61e3fb2ca3dc9159f0b913fec05a7d
d715dea57561438deb23f44517b5aeac8d65ec33
'2011-11-14T19:16:22-05:00'
describe
'95701' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQIJ' 'sip-files00042.jpg'
dc0c2f88907d7cd07ba75d2a07c7f703
67ab56a2a36944d3620da564e801048d21a16bfb
'2011-11-14T19:20:38-05:00'
describe
'26980' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQIK' 'sip-files00042.pro'
2146fcd5832389af495f8600d9639a86
9cfb9e21bcdb4750be676a92f71be96e5b29caea
'2011-11-14T19:20:51-05:00'
describe
'31269' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQIL' 'sip-files00042.QC.jpg'
22da8891d13701a86e25138667f91926
93d835cf378b40597b6b2b04940d236cc19d0f50
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQIM' 'sip-files00042.tif'
9e9c078b79c756a762f9e2052b507cfb
24e8c8508684c474a5ea07da45bcb0fc974f6be2
'2011-11-14T19:19:41-05:00'
describe
'1099' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQIN' 'sip-files00042.txt'
822e6ba3038028c321ca17aec9861251
82ae497cac4752ef8ef257c09cf540313f89d144
'2011-11-14T19:20:36-05:00'
describe
'8614' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQIO' 'sip-files00042thm.jpg'
eec1cb5837950f0c74659b0fc8c31d46
de40ac630fc38ce9e69fd47eb4dc08701fa9d79c
'2011-11-14T19:21:21-05:00'
describe
'342223' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQIP' 'sip-files00043.jp2'
432f974af5f1197de0c586ccfc9a5fc4
db7dc77cfe994ca387266095f99ba0d1df2e768f
describe
'111427' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQIQ' 'sip-files00043.jpg'
5828abd222502b15f94338173ca71ca8
705645a680a2b999b90cd089f4b2dcf683501f47
'2011-11-14T19:17:07-05:00'
describe
'31134' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQIR' 'sip-files00043.pro'
1bbd9e7472cae77015b7d9317e2bbdf9
e432ccc4300b46164b4d529122c91e9893b2b12b
'2011-11-14T19:13:11-05:00'
describe
'34662' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQIS' 'sip-files00043.QC.jpg'
015b72155124fff339df481c8eb3b69f
115264b10f431a75e2f081d4fce446d0321366b0
describe
'2754728' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQIT' 'sip-files00043.tif'
8372a649af391ea9dea2805e195e53a1
05a72776aa4211bdfafef2bd6961fa118d9f3d9b
'2011-11-14T19:14:09-05:00'
describe
'1253' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQIU' 'sip-files00043.txt'
cd6431434576a8416fa7d2d24314c4b8
b2512314e5e8d48ee8d0238ab47b89aebc10a02b
describe
'9675' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQIV' 'sip-files00043thm.jpg'
3b8af374ea7107cd9fa056a93054d36f
5487a5f3b31621952ac0b9a4408da63da4ffc058
'2011-11-14T19:14:33-05:00'
describe
'342288' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQIW' 'sip-files00044.jp2'
b09e933f3a6fc297d3ad84d51ea277b2
b83ded164e7e6ee6bba5674ea54b30c4f24cf481
describe
'116671' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQIX' 'sip-files00044.jpg'
d5cb7ae835bd16af42c462f88d670676
d32774946e3eb2a961f2b3d8b78c720cf424812c
describe
'33517' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQIY' 'sip-files00044.pro'
32510337a91ce4fd9590e5f15e07f60c
c504cefc543dd5c5d2f320a6a70e989effcd7866
describe
'37765' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQIZ' 'sip-files00044.QC.jpg'
3db1eca3a8acd5e8d60f12b605171646
11b548a756e91797d2afbf13213d764d30a1a216
'2011-11-14T19:17:19-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJA' 'sip-files00044.tif'
9435876b378494055d9d1f22530e410b
bc0a48fd383faa61074f96bf8de7065b80bdc77c
'2011-11-14T19:14:30-05:00'
describe
'1310' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJB' 'sip-files00044.txt'
afda254efcbc00be37dbb869c659dbb6
7b3fa217ec173013b5f13d09fe5898f79087d872
'2011-11-14T19:16:49-05:00'
describe
'10258' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJC' 'sip-files00044thm.jpg'
6b402f49819c177f2663e2718bb85703
4348a03a695628b1d79eb96d86985c25ac8756b7
describe
'342224' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJD' 'sip-files00045.jp2'
300a32e78810d72365a20a9bc9469f0a
2b5ac063d43cf2105c870da94b336908bbe406bc
describe
'111935' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJE' 'sip-files00045.jpg'
2c0bbddd7b6d1e50d835059b228af4b6
ee87c0ff28448b075f29fd862328ee2282e50f1a
describe
'31427' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJF' 'sip-files00045.pro'
c79164d40ae754625540f2011c171a8e
024abdfaad9a776de50eeeb8b68d6918f9abf02c
'2011-11-14T19:20:09-05:00'
describe
'34287' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJG' 'sip-files00045.QC.jpg'
351541f5bc045c216a125c2698fbca82
291b7b8f20b8b6be7915192efefb697672abc45a
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJH' 'sip-files00045.tif'
14742fb2b25a2f5a0c7e975cc70f923f
e37715336a0174e1e30ec1a64d37fb94cb28ce55
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJI' 'sip-files00045.txt'
3fd2c2fb234c0fbb7c4af6744c3e06a1
122efe81f58e386819055b4de19fba07258e335d
describe
'9355' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJJ' 'sip-files00045thm.jpg'
a204bf875070fd39292d2089fca06c2f
0c0707e88bc2704ccd34332ac295c28591599e7f
'2011-11-14T19:15:29-05:00'
describe
'342292' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJK' 'sip-files00046.jp2'
3cd2f176ee2012d66abe25445c601a26
d3144a9a918c276c1019ebefc1f130359b0c09b5
'2011-11-14T19:17:45-05:00'
describe
'116388' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJL' 'sip-files00046.jpg'
d9cd4c3e420b1e1ea6d928c46b788ab7
16c1369061feed98240932e594e0521b18836cb9
'2011-11-14T19:15:15-05:00'
describe
'33732' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJM' 'sip-files00046.pro'
b8feaef054717ab9dc4a93932f09911d
c11b6b50557346233be08ef485eea5992d47ee19
'2011-11-14T19:18:59-05:00'
describe
'36690' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJN' 'sip-files00046.QC.jpg'
dfa3f9c81dd409d9c983204d792dc0f6
24648c88ea1e5d94a77df46a5470bf94b79d0fa4
'2011-11-14T19:17:09-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJO' 'sip-files00046.tif'
f78e219285c47a5a5380fd2de213d2eb
8cae4e6c70de408b391312763839c45f7c6022d8
'2011-11-14T19:18:58-05:00'
describe
'1323' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJP' 'sip-files00046.txt'
e657ba0743d1b5b884f339b4e3db4334
0667f2043bc2be8608b25cdf58055b77ff585725
'2011-11-14T19:18:23-05:00'
describe
'9991' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJQ' 'sip-files00046thm.jpg'
eb840a9bc6bdd8ff693d84942009cc31
11555db0d0aaca71071cb00398340248d52d7844
'2011-11-14T19:16:54-05:00'
describe
'342279' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJR' 'sip-files00047.jp2'
5b4c52dea185dc7c6cbd494ab04d11b2
082670abed7300cc30ac5ffe91ba5e998a4d4f8d
describe
'114187' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJS' 'sip-files00047.jpg'
306f676109f6a8f81c45a27d3e97b352
da005f17fcd6b1cb50eff8827749723f82cc1af3
describe
'31830' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJT' 'sip-files00047.pro'
f09d417c7b79d3a41beccc13ee3dc288
667c0e8c8563fe6200d4900f47b6233ba0178424
describe
'35729' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJU' 'sip-files00047.QC.jpg'
cfcf3f8a23f427dc0102c590da0b78ac
1cba2fdecd8aeb317572c093842ffe9fbe14fd4b
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJV' 'sip-files00047.tif'
2f48af6893dc2505f759085e21b07442
4cd9cccfe5ab66b4ebf715c7a24d620dcb52cb5f
'2011-11-14T19:16:01-05:00'
describe
'1264' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJW' 'sip-files00047.txt'
c194cedae97cce3fc7ba19bafb0709ea
74ab8d52f86fa879bdd85654b0b314bbe517902d
'2011-11-14T19:15:40-05:00'
describe
'9624' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJX' 'sip-files00047thm.jpg'
ba25da73a96b62dc8b04d59a086daf03
bcd457068af0eb7d9613f8b1e17c44f50484f0b1
'2011-11-14T19:18:55-05:00'
describe
'342269' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJY' 'sip-files00048.jp2'
2a9d0eef0d7b1a8d593b06740a2641d8
d53bc20088819b60ed9a7be30316d6fe2ea799cd
'2011-11-14T19:21:25-05:00'
describe
'113305' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQJZ' 'sip-files00048.jpg'
72f10f2920548133b727021ea62332ba
a62b5da337c46310d69bc4a6f5ab996b322f24bd
describe
'30731' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKA' 'sip-files00048.pro'
60dad35102bfd537e455b5dd6647e8cb
c4f576f61c19dcb7d6c53180e52a0d5a304a78dd
'2011-11-14T19:14:29-05:00'
describe
'35595' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKB' 'sip-files00048.QC.jpg'
c40ed04c76361bf69e587a2224d6b02f
96e0477d8bca7ceffca204083dfad730971ff86a
'2011-11-14T19:14:20-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKC' 'sip-files00048.tif'
cd6e80ec70003905d2e91f1cf1b34054
269fadbd2f52a45c62b13d3cfe6e93891bace41f
describe
'1235' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKD' 'sip-files00048.txt'
568b3938409cac37f0dde5e1b9570731
aaaf2b912839c266331581a33f9efa8881013ddc
describe
'9463' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKE' 'sip-files00048thm.jpg'
0c816e85a963149b91d9893fac0b8e4d
7deffffd27aaae02b7633f6222d9e9231a75c53b
'2011-11-14T19:14:08-05:00'
describe
'342194' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKF' 'sip-files00049.jp2'
cd5316347222db973e1ae3ee06a49705
c847dfc812b0679cc97bbe3dc312b949f22b1e86
describe
'111085' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKG' 'sip-files00049.jpg'
8f75d07f0d95c8321fa6a46da724f1b3
0c726823fb568cc28945f296e9c0cff36a2f32af
'2011-11-14T19:16:13-05:00'
describe
'29386' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKH' 'sip-files00049.pro'
98dc7ed8494f0fbf12f7de306959d934
7dca6cfed43f961a14d5314b3f61742654adbafe
describe
'33853' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKI' 'sip-files00049.QC.jpg'
5253de9af82e9c4b97751a245b3f5c61
9316bd3a5abb037dc958ef3fc9377a317004e62a
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKJ' 'sip-files00049.tif'
850d67f769f9717ea21acf2fe841f1c9
cd621a8305f7a3283f4292139dee9d7759ef833c
'2011-11-14T19:17:00-05:00'
describe
'1301' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKK' 'sip-files00049.txt'
31fd9ea3631d861c8dc8bf4916e844be
48781d9d4cfedc152dc15d7ff3427052b50147f4
describe
'8967' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKL' 'sip-files00049thm.jpg'
21bcc7b6b85bc958a02222a7987d7c0a
71f201803643f48a5fbe1913d9131653e62823ba
describe
'342275' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKM' 'sip-files00050.jp2'
c2c28c0545a8a298b2c2fd3f1046eb5c
c1631d2d648caa55022c921a677c434ecc5bda13
'2011-11-14T19:13:07-05:00'
describe
'106849' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKN' 'sip-files00050.jpg'
b9ac2fbea63a4f7cabd3481a5e0bdfe4
f0c74db5f822e378157e2b0a74ecbbc48037c910
describe
'27760' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKO' 'sip-files00050.pro'
a4919c3fe8ac18d5ce165c14062101d8
60da9a347beb92ba2628b138cdbbe4e8ab6dc770
describe
'32634' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKP' 'sip-files00050.QC.jpg'
6cf22a2de5286f1131d74870320d568b
42c9e6624d0f3ebed4c2735fc8a39fe7915dbdc9
'2011-11-14T19:17:01-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKQ' 'sip-files00050.tif'
ba940f65ac221062fc3b57f5a61e4027
af6822fe012afd2441851513a2e0ff6a5ffc735e
'2011-11-14T19:21:19-05:00'
describe
'1199' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKR' 'sip-files00050.txt'
75e44e07735e7e3966ba454770479d28
69a3308da8eed00ce6c0ac24605b103cedc85807
'2011-11-14T19:15:04-05:00'
describe
'8946' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKS' 'sip-files00050thm.jpg'
0b9f3f4f820582a1e9b6a0df6896e873
ba55abed50409640fc2d6986cebcdfb7b6425f9e
'2011-11-14T19:13:59-05:00'
describe
'342175' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKT' 'sip-files00051.jp2'
d776203a91feca5c9e9ab1b9bd014703
bf5cd1b50e4691f8e9a71447721efe1d862e1a0d
describe
'132018' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKU' 'sip-files00051.jpg'
043b810b67490879954ab0493fbeb17e
13c664b9c74ea984c6130d21bdb754c12bde91db
'2011-11-14T19:15:26-05:00'
describe
'33455' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKV' 'sip-files00051.pro'
e08b45c331868fb840edb9b8a57f5b58
25fcdda0c30a035ae35cbb22c838f7b937effc9d
describe
'39191' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKW' 'sip-files00051.QC.jpg'
2508d477713274cf4cf035850496513c
b40a1e7b22bf55d416691d3119b435a93c170e48
'2011-11-14T19:14:07-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKX' 'sip-files00051.tif'
4f96f5b1608d25434c69478b38535e2c
4bca5cc1b0ec0ca144eca458886a909a0723cff8
describe
'1372' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKY' 'sip-files00051.txt'
88458c25b092ffe82b6a699a21c4448d
4537c0690f647facd3d1764ecc0623c0b89a6de8
describe
'9944' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQKZ' 'sip-files00051thm.jpg'
1ea99b42bedbaf4d2fb8b735c5df514e
740bbfd3e8a077df211372958c434e4d58442acb
describe
'342285' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLA' 'sip-files00052.jp2'
41b00b7f1ab414c48afb0f9c8bfcac6f
9f1b86fc6b894c3f2772eceeb1daa431227d6caf
describe
'119925' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLB' 'sip-files00052.jpg'
f69fcdbf193f0ba52f877e0a5f6fafa9
a2f8b60c49d25967106a146ee6f2e5268c0048a0
describe
'31793' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLC' 'sip-files00052.pro'
a7ef2177543f7fb591798629560ff72a
f9e59b60efaa60ef590ca77c5f12c83dbee846c4
'2011-11-14T19:16:47-05:00'
describe
'34530' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLD' 'sip-files00052.QC.jpg'
bef675a13f0ccbf84b9ebe0932477a5c
047a7cfa02179e2f8f9321899c42c6ef3e108246
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLE' 'sip-files00052.tif'
3e78f8950dc5c09a7f745ac3743e143f
70e42541879797a057981bb9a898a81326fec03c
describe
'1342' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLF' 'sip-files00052.txt'
db561ddb1b8e6d96074b1aebbfe5b5af
65495e0482e0a1ac3e27ebccb315031f426689b0
describe
'8890' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLG' 'sip-files00052thm.jpg'
cafbb04937c749ffb6d706a799aaa4b1
2bc5e39745a296ae86fa9853acb22e4ad0bbfc94
describe
'342264' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLH' 'sip-files00053.jp2'
de0cbd9771b2f04aa8db3ed59c69b3a9
3a0e26f7239a9f7884de524b0394e2cbc01d799d
'2011-11-14T19:19:37-05:00'
describe
'119622' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLI' 'sip-files00053.jpg'
4737bd6f93d7d0c54858344c43af9579
b63e83c7d98cdec15c2fd8829a4d05b7603909d6
'2011-11-14T19:19:51-05:00'
describe
'31936' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLJ' 'sip-files00053.pro'
fae6face71564d54d69e8440c78d97d5
3133f7d63d2f814a9bf697c0abd67dada030a552
describe
'36902' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLK' 'sip-files00053.QC.jpg'
79d8630022703e95b5d0f408c2d95f24
ada78d38b315c203fb1ae5b6830ebaca3553da3a
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLL' 'sip-files00053.tif'
4b6ee0b8b47eb8b5e9cf749ed5259900
9c65f5ae1b1d91b2c93571ca258ec96f3feeb15c
'2011-11-14T19:16:55-05:00'
describe
'1325' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLM' 'sip-files00053.txt'
e32946b7f90e7a01f41348df0fa8ada1
716ea331e40955cbbeff408631b3acb9ed1b3bc6
'2011-11-14T19:17:12-05:00'
describe
'9538' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLN' 'sip-files00053thm.jpg'
c55ebcdff8401d5f7cce2337d7b782fd
1e81649fcb175a9af0c1f556a8dfc5715599d05f
describe
'342297' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLO' 'sip-files00054.jp2'
ad73efbac8ea675d87c2495c9597b532
02a7bc0a2b9f1da7b9d872de2b491f41019dd827
'2011-11-14T19:16:18-05:00'
describe
'110025' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLP' 'sip-files00054.jpg'
e98bcf19346ebddd9e3163685f044f77
38b19a9a22bb98e4cf1e04aec9fd51adf55dcc84
describe
'30149' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLQ' 'sip-files00054.pro'
c66d44849c33a9bfe0ba738f7b1a5cb2
b38e34bb4964e76f3a8e74f1e481eb2410ec2cd9
describe
'32994' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLR' 'sip-files00054.QC.jpg'
a5246bcd04e4c393ea32d2384e79ebc9
777318aeff76c67f569b45c198a7896ed721d8b9
'2011-11-14T19:14:51-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLS' 'sip-files00054.tif'
b7ab045288b190b26b91e3fdeabb24c0
6de8b5fc636694681040f07fa639ea13b3bf7af8
describe
'1213' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLT' 'sip-files00054.txt'
6127fe72f93e50cb4f53655724ef9da8
0fa799c6d6df0b2692c75eb3bc37fd84a136eda7
'2011-11-14T19:21:23-05:00'
describe
'9223' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLU' 'sip-files00054thm.jpg'
4180557dcccf8cae2a92af7ed28fd2d2
612d60892492a4658471ef6f7474517e52649cae
describe
'342284' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLV' 'sip-files00055.jp2'
47556982d56d395d820c03421f57ffbc
ad12d9bbfcaaf7d0fb7ae8fb8317af88b84363ff
'2011-11-14T19:16:17-05:00'
describe
'116104' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLW' 'sip-files00055.jpg'
30762b5dcd85316c53ae33b07a4ef515
8f99b9be42da6707932fbe9b908abd71cc57285d
'2011-11-14T19:20:58-05:00'
describe
'30574' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLX' 'sip-files00055.pro'
fc874312d82a98ae83e476b4758c1371
6f02fc1bc86055c5b665693762dde34b95503bc9
'2011-11-14T19:14:54-05:00'
describe
'36324' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLY' 'sip-files00055.QC.jpg'
309407510eaca345d8401cd293df155c
72c16ae98967847475c3f532dbe93d6cdba0c9f5
'2011-11-14T19:20:05-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQLZ' 'sip-files00055.tif'
946aff235e7afc083e8381b422003429
9d8156dbe492e703ff3d3dd86f2ee7a03f852cb6
describe
'1240' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQMA' 'sip-files00055.txt'
86123c5355fe8935231d3efc39ae8d00
8be10dc09b8303688ac64bf3a4b33370a8cfd3d9
'2011-11-14T19:18:08-05:00'
describe
'9679' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQMB' 'sip-files00055thm.jpg'
c86b900e60ba6617fbe4f7673dcebf7d
75aad2f17e2c5493b4334d3526ab76b0a2f3c431
'2011-11-14T19:15:57-05:00'
describe
'342280' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQMC' 'sip-files00056.jp2'
8888e4fa8504f7842d0a031cee46a2a0
76876c9e634b4f9d8fea021ca78b66c9112de7f0
describe
'117607' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQMD' 'sip-files00056.jpg'
e30297d2037a941ea79db26c4cfad341
08a49b3abde3a0df6f11093023d3477b8cc09285
describe
'30594' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQME' 'sip-files00056.pro'
bb26f4554b5e3f7873e4d2182818952e
887ca9c248d6be31144d8b4f729f16ce6a006cae
'2011-11-14T19:17:26-05:00'
describe
'35779' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQMF' 'sip-files00056.QC.jpg'
82f58b9994d32a8fc73a9180776af870
8cfe9ab58f4443a1762c9055fe3c0a392c059b76
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQMG' 'sip-files00056.tif'
f47638583d1301f0ffb3ac303e730253
a90521c99b1c243ad43e14c4cccc63ea0a68746f
'2011-11-14T19:18:31-05:00'
describe
'1207' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQMH' 'sip-files00056.txt'
45c1d1bf31aa8a4bf3153990da4f8be4
1a8722118b4814411ebd72b9e78e1fd4e68acda0
'2011-11-14T19:14:04-05:00'
describe
'9789' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQMI' 'sip-files00056thm.jpg'
f42cc69f0a2f378b27362f4f51a96364
226ecc26270bb5ee26281b7d14b438b4c096fad8
'2011-11-14T19:15:56-05:00'
describe
'342272' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQMJ' 'sip-files00057.jp2'
5ef70e5bde17fa955bde0578f3f971f1
c2fd367615284d3a867fbee1746d3d970bd4e9b3
'2011-11-14T19:19:19-05:00'
describe
'73119' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQMK' 'sip-files00057.jpg'
6eedce054202e0f9dd7eea0fb1b63fed
c8cf9822768d4eb24447b966a107e55eac69b1be
'2011-11-14T19:18:01-05:00'
describe
'10306' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQML' 'sip-files00057.pro'
2eb63dd283a51dc0edb1aee6c0550949
e19a2431eb138f0dd6490a8ced674e20fc3f3286
'2011-11-14T19:18:22-05:00'
describe
'17450' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQMM' 'sip-files00057.QC.jpg'
22aacae9af479d60da266fc469361961
c990c382832e056492f1fd976e4a4f117cf14540
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQMN' 'sip-files00057.tif'
73a9943e15f1d9c02a3e789c8c2bec49
fbb3b1e0b258310d6945758684c7106451b38fe5
describe
'435' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQMO' 'sip-files00057.txt'
5bc8d28694f511bfde5682dcf50174a1
eafbc07b61408c6c2dc9227eb9b05b969af4bcef
describe
'4547' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQMP' 'sip-files00057thm.jpg'
44ebe1afbf1b72ead1798e2daeca725b
5ec82479337015b41f158a33d52eae7f1f2e40b9
'2011-11-14T19:19:38-05:00'
describe
'342147' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQMQ' 'sip-files00058.jp2'
61bc0737c58cbc7011ae8e97d8dc5993
8d550dcd6aa01d123039e61c2cc33a3c9ca692e6
'2011-11-14T19:14:35-05:00'
describe
'104213' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQMR' 'sip-files00058.jpg'
0419da7882ce17db118faa7899f7afef
47fa42eff7754cf2fe2c2b84cf233031f7916f23
'2011-11-14T19:18:42-05:00'
describe
'23080' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQMS' 'sip-files00058.pro'
e6df1f2d6903f0066493707283bcc252
8e05db8226c3af2826a7797444bd7e74d433f7a8
describe
'30089' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQMT' 'sip-files00058.QC.jpg'
78afc4dff6d09e453185d7a6771955d3
3886003cb2da00f1f5251b874eeae2e17a61250d
'2011-11-14T19:20:37-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQMU' 'sip-files00058.tif'
b00afd477a4a08f2b748c5ab824c9c27
32614195ad2803a54b0d3b262da1aba184e677a8
describe
'923' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQMV' 'sip-files00058.txt'
a388ab801be34ac27e616d54502c098d
fc3dee08838df3764ede4539f6d37d13d7ceb6a0
describe
'7533' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQMW' 'sip-files00058thm.jpg'
4adc21d15911ad8247d0a2fbeff6ad15
bf0ef8fb28a262d0ea7c30f6192477e0335ddc1c
'2011-11-14T19:18:51-05:00'
describe
'341939' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQMX' 'sip-files00059.jp2'
6195e1e20c5cc0af0e07ca929f5c68bb
6c0d64c004e4c194310b8c761f030eaec1ecdce2
'2011-11-14T19:20:24-05:00'
describe
'132484' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQMY' 'sip-files00059.jpg'
604728dba567f8b49d97c677bbf41779
336cd2619f3e659b307100c376cfd0d8cf3dd004
'2011-11-14T19:13:33-05:00'
describe
'33051' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQMZ' 'sip-files00059.pro'
4f66acccdd7038865e2ec650e8c61445
6c6b5d4f08a87556a0080ed48424e4600b2311ba
'2011-11-14T19:15:07-05:00'
describe
'39109' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQNA' 'sip-files00059.QC.jpg'
6453cdd936fdcfa14f7974fe93b9d341
f03b115cdd24021f8b6de17518271e85455fbecb
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQNB' 'sip-files00059.tif'
bc24ef216403690a190d0781bb3b5b00
0218e744430df644ba15432b88c791e8cf3ddc15
'2011-11-14T19:19:45-05:00'
describe
'1305' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQNC' 'sip-files00059.txt'
5a57868c927669318787082725f0f7ea
5f80ae9da0abb49bdd73873fce90f0a0e71e92a5
'2011-11-14T19:14:19-05:00'
describe
'10354' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQND' 'sip-files00059thm.jpg'
94a42ba55417fc9f8c0ba307103d8701
625d9c062e3f1c2af79d1a75211c753d2ba033db
describe
'342105' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQNE' 'sip-files00060.jp2'
734de6030cd729ebbf8b1822942f04ca
c2da03e1d271f39836d8ff766c254d3bfd9e688d
'2011-11-14T19:20:55-05:00'
describe
'124820' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQNF' 'sip-files00060.jpg'
1435e5f6a38d80e3527e422eedefff6f
7afa8d523daabf130dba7affe0ca4353325f9c4d
'2011-11-14T19:20:04-05:00'
describe
'28676' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQNG' 'sip-files00060.pro'
8ac2c63f52f8e00784d380d7d9df3a82
8df8fe98eadac75f1c24def47100ea64b6740840
describe
'35303' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQNH' 'sip-files00060.QC.jpg'
70e6ee8053302018ab1074de49a9e75a
90e24afc636f04f3daf9940dd1479815c2fb5023
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQNI' 'sip-files00060.tif'
4e81bd29933972c8d6e6031a21976ced
07d8ff48e153fed1ad7789c3bc2b3b28709a4159
'2011-11-14T19:18:34-05:00'
describe
'1152' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQNJ' 'sip-files00060.txt'
611d601126112741e526b985c44fc2c2
fc39bea9c099cfc1d5cdb91361be7336d1a513ed
describe
'9375' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQNK' 'sip-files00060thm.jpg'
fd9f9b745666ddab166a1078185be0c9
02cf9e74d2f00f7a7e878edae0370c0da7e9f3d1
'2011-11-14T19:17:35-05:00'
describe
'342083' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQNL' 'sip-files00061.jp2'
718b5fe10c98067c3e17e9c0d69c671f
50470899dab057ec9b6849806bbe2d78c5d74bc4
'2011-11-14T19:14:40-05:00'
describe
'152092' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQNM' 'sip-files00061.jpg'
d9a62edb5df12b3491338601dac78af1
b2c7726855a4979805fed6281be216a46c6cc4f1
'2011-11-14T19:15:00-05:00'
describe
'2287' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQNN' 'sip-files00061.pro'
7fa60c16504c7b6aa2d47fb46db37079
eaa2a564775b6362c3d832c9010205c6d4933524
'2011-11-14T19:16:58-05:00'
describe
'30915' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQNO' 'sip-files00061.QC.jpg'
5b58d12087c981188cd8f727e6a32f8a
bed71935a37e8dd595014babe5100f1a07788d8c
'2011-11-14T19:16:59-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQNP' 'sip-files00061.tif'
5aa5ffdce6b330800657a007a0aca103
e084517cbed6dc0f81db4493d5a03c4e3b302423
'2011-11-14T19:17:04-05:00'
describe
'134' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQNQ' 'sip-files00061.txt'
b2bdba5dac0cbe404595af91c7997f75
5855ff3b1cefe656b4d52b2adfceb1a901fe03e4
'2011-11-14T19:15:37-05:00'
describe
'7678' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQNR' 'sip-files00061thm.jpg'
d5992a5427ff37dafa0755e0f0523cc1
ce5f3d8b30b5f8fe97d0c77f625d513c168e819f
describe
'342216' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQNS' 'sip-files00063.jp2'
f96620238f7db1b44c831615062c6cd2
945301bb135575e1249b2627daea30f7a7bfbdeb
describe
'124188' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQNT' 'sip-files00063.jpg'
f8c529da97d63f84d1798e0f013b999d
40f07b6c16493bda1d053c3cd08a5cbe575f66b0
'2011-11-14T19:20:26-05:00'
describe
'30964' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQNU' 'sip-files00063.pro'
90b23e50caa652ecb64c4f85ec3054e3
675224fdd5fcdfe340eac459b1be0adec83330a0
describe
'37012' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQNV' 'sip-files00063.QC.jpg'
8907b3e1855a339ddfa0f56c3d44af7a
21fd523546d1f253198e20e6549926b05641414d
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQNW' 'sip-files00063.tif'
c9311391ddea4e41d4ad6c5c50178d06
bf71bdb82d5885ec6fdfdba0301cc35f0cdee2e9
describe
'1230' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQNX' 'sip-files00063.txt'
f25d5de3620903178ae23bf85b8584ee
8029fa145a62aa599aa116d2c5f42bd9de470bf5
describe
'9698' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQNY' 'sip-files00063thm.jpg'
10a1158a97326030bc5b02c10bd6fdc0
b61984d06a149662ef243e6b3051117db9744323
'2011-11-14T19:18:48-05:00'
describe
'342054' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQNZ' 'sip-files00064.jp2'
5d29f7436574645cdd345600e849a834
cf2d1a6fe848bc803da550baabb755d0587240a8
describe
'129502' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQOA' 'sip-files00064.jpg'
418c2a89f8f1c084269a4af05b59a630
3bee02009bc58b7b5c0593eda0ccdceb71dcbfa4
describe
'34670' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQOB' 'sip-files00064.pro'
f06766aae5af93af71ff2b08ee5460f0
ce995562aff41426d621934d2c4ee7db37ffd9b0
describe
'37921' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQOC' 'sip-files00064.QC.jpg'
892639a1f49a2131b7beab2c7e25f4c2
f43b9d2b3fe3f5a42f5a5f41a445081c7ebeb53f
'2011-11-14T19:20:12-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQOD' 'sip-files00064.tif'
ad2befe73b0a2d8fdceca48592ee1d6d
276c1437edc8af29a0eec7f8842b5c7f581ee673
'2011-11-14T19:16:39-05:00'
describe
'1359' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQOE' 'sip-files00064.txt'
f8c7bbed74408147f5234c03d2de881d
265533b8c8f29754cf45b601f61d8a570d8cc3ad
'2011-11-14T19:14:31-05:00'
describe
'9619' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQOF' 'sip-files00064thm.jpg'
ca508a59d3b5151b5248f5ced4e34260
f154850f32e426fb09758dd0b366cf2b2624bb4e
'2011-11-14T19:16:04-05:00'
describe
'342291' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQOG' 'sip-files00065.jp2'
5378a6333dcaa525131ff3c53faccb25
1663b8ef6aba8cb68b21256083bd4572dd4fe26d
'2011-11-14T19:14:39-05:00'
describe
'120448' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQOH' 'sip-files00065.jpg'
d2068ec3a6e23589519470381c83c373
681382dfe9a5351b941f5543761d7f3a6da257db
describe
'30982' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQOI' 'sip-files00065.pro'
8b16d1e3938665555fa673520e1e7220
9bba4d7a2b4f1cf15742dc39f72dfecc7e0fc2e9
describe
'35903' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQOJ' 'sip-files00065.QC.jpg'
2b4080d08f6dab017d9bd9cc0621004c
24f23faac95c20bf6f5e083de8beef4fc176573b
'2011-11-14T19:20:32-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQOK' 'sip-files00065.tif'
c47386bdeef72c497c7c34e36ce63945
5c79d015af3a9625f31c1138608e7b4e489bd381
describe
'1250' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQOL' 'sip-files00065.txt'
19b188ecab83d206e2d927f35d22b436
075ff4e78e1df1fc0a5bfc3c7581e6cd37c5c321
'2011-11-14T19:13:47-05:00'
describe
'9378' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQOM' 'sip-files00065thm.jpg'
cbb72d3d5ffad623d7e1cf9836832206
4cee45b109e569b686a00e932c70001ff3e098ee
describe
'342270' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQON' 'sip-files00066.jp2'
13d0f306951c512badafe424e85670a5
fd3a8145d4670ce99c0f8c474611d6d6b27fd5ec
describe
'126085' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQOO' 'sip-files00066.jpg'
b510d3af2673081f761167e7ffa822d1
0281dc188d844f57fd3b9b32a124ab3fd4b71048
describe
'32941' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQOP' 'sip-files00066.pro'
93cde44816f8e29829742699de1d904d
7488984dfccb393b1ae039b94b14630bd89d1e9a
describe
'37646' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQOQ' 'sip-files00066.QC.jpg'
d094f8d936b11529468b71ef0324171d
33d67f959a30bb1d40fceb8a54881bbe6ed67304
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQOR' 'sip-files00066.tif'
f9bbf7f4f98840ca5784abfd8c30d6b5
47a73e0f0e261769820509e281b9e6bb363ea54e
'2011-11-14T19:16:10-05:00'
describe
'1303' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQOS' 'sip-files00066.txt'
a411683716ffe31ccf7850f06291093e
b35f551b655201d98b992242a1c905469d87222c
'2011-11-14T19:14:57-05:00'
describe
'9415' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQOT' 'sip-files00066thm.jpg'
8959c819251c98aa3d27c7fbb6d1cce8
fbf73e0e01b891dd5366e2aaecb3114c06274886
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQOU' 'sip-files00067.jp2'
b5c461d9e4d3f2a6e744c2eb76b6318e
7a09376b4a8f6806442aa8f890e55e1cdd5d339d
describe
'127653' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQOV' 'sip-files00067.jpg'
6322bdccd713168508e69bb6ae7b894a
17bab00a7196ae417b247c78c4435904185ed5d4
describe
'31281' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQOW' 'sip-files00067.pro'
cc5bbdd18876f8d5f3da499e9e1b430a
fc6ebc77c76eff3943126aeba1a827a4c393a905
describe
'36498' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQOX' 'sip-files00067.QC.jpg'
5ad856eaf7c03dbda8a138c595c01015
516b73d0b5b9609c28adad69bd37b1dd68a960f9
'2011-11-14T19:14:03-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQOY' 'sip-files00067.tif'
3921bdc605dae45414743b86abc1f22e
5e617842edb85c725151ce28c22bde6028620ca6
'2011-11-14T19:19:34-05:00'
describe
'1254' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQOZ' 'sip-files00067.txt'
a2890375629ef8e69016343c0234106d
2f09229bc0f1d78ab4d5226c3dd70a1310a1af8b
'2011-11-14T19:14:17-05:00'
describe
'9640' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPA' 'sip-files00067thm.jpg'
3de5d9e3d37c26e5cc7b057fb40ffc48
e02e05cfab36662b6bbd77b992963b8aaab17cde
describe
'342215' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPB' 'sip-files00068.jp2'
f00ce1d5fd9545aeea94575bab1ca1bb
aa6428fdb78803632a9cb1a112567b8bf7b692b6
describe
'127775' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPC' 'sip-files00068.jpg'
d7d269a61f63592bb374c37504a1561a
acdd9ec8d05658fe916243aeb046f95bb01b154d
'2011-11-14T19:16:28-05:00'
describe
'32257' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPD' 'sip-files00068.pro'
1f4ce8e38976864a4321051c2d855a7d
2de4e17a16194f20c8f9a78e2e0d79d4d023cdc6
describe
'37362' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPE' 'sip-files00068.QC.jpg'
1f0005713ceddf1086f16122c15acebc
30b2734eddc291dbd6d2fdb0cd9a1237628ffa7d
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPF' 'sip-files00068.tif'
00de14e95a21db1b1c0fea79926df4f4
23a80042d2c423af78bbdad54bbb57e05cd8351c
describe
'1289' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPG' 'sip-files00068.txt'
2f0d92809dce8282e40a308942b553c5
647c0a6129b0c361477200a66fdfb125a0b6ecd8
describe
'9706' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPH' 'sip-files00068thm.jpg'
9272b5f03fde9a5d8e2c2c296346f05f
c44d82912a1ecce8c4aae257db38094d09036796
'2011-11-14T19:21:01-05:00'
describe
'342258' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPI' 'sip-files00069.jp2'
fac951546d8e7fd6ca599f862ccf09c7
16b74d774439c34c804e3c41b997617f8c31ae7c
describe
'109932' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPJ' 'sip-files00069.jpg'
b87f8b0a858b374e5ff3bb73846dbd35
f82d2f14ed0e40e931e83e500d09b1b994035845
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPK' 'sip-files00069.pro'
ae3e15d7d956a58c748c9dc04133dd81
535e348b4f9c2ddb1ff2e4a140d14d4a95cf303f
describe
'34728' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPL' 'sip-files00069.QC.jpg'
dfb8764edb679640463fe9328deb967c
33bce6ab58f6dfc6e640d3e0f1fd4d120e6cb95f
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPM' 'sip-files00069.tif'
e3dd76136c14f7409a331d8adf5a7acf
5f605c26e4ceb1db7098bce7304b7403a4d931e9
'2011-11-14T19:15:46-05:00'
describe
'1265' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPN' 'sip-files00069.txt'
6830b995da8a83372b0099f08404e98d
818a686ef9af17b01622ee9c718199d1d3e003dd
describe
'9503' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPO' 'sip-files00069thm.jpg'
5c5c713b204e9180dc54fb2a7da54b2c
5d47610f93548c8dd623a5bffae05f8ddcfdd54f
'2011-11-14T19:20:02-05:00'
describe
'342263' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPP' 'sip-files00070.jp2'
e6eb6da74fe4b8cab1b0763906360a87
e51e43b7a8bc041c00ecf260c2cbdf0fa592d688
'2011-11-14T19:16:07-05:00'
describe
'102258' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPQ' 'sip-files00070.jpg'
207d13e069519fdee2d13c59b88aa723
7300185a496762219324a8498844c4edd6358745
describe
'30375' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPR' 'sip-files00070.pro'
e38e647ee0505214733a6d752e1c52f3
cdab5c83191ea1f3298a2a7179f4bffb3ccd2ed0
describe
'31389' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPS' 'sip-files00070.QC.jpg'
b56933478a5df516f741645e56a4dfa8
a9e7c8f2e703364b897ddcf2ed906bfad5141d78
'2011-11-14T19:20:39-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPT' 'sip-files00070.tif'
eddc58f5cc1fb296b6be136dee9f3928
acef85018606e392c7e774be079d1478d12b954d
'2011-11-14T19:17:50-05:00'
describe
'1268' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPU' 'sip-files00070.txt'
7f9b4283bf793d9a2af0a31de4dcf0ea
b0f9497ad8695035b6511d506f7727a7424a2bfb
'2011-11-14T19:21:07-05:00'
describe
'8859' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPV' 'sip-files00070thm.jpg'
061ccab981e89950cbfd755f4c6d66c1
0baf613087330f7dc2f7c576438744a70bee881a
describe
'342260' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPW' 'sip-files00071.jp2'
e51726ca9a59a18ea28a8ca466255f37
6c29c7f689fd92d39f7dd9dc80d02bc866f0f83d
'2011-11-14T19:15:02-05:00'
describe
'114650' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPX' 'sip-files00071.jpg'
85e13319c80cc17d0ea9b84dd7d471d3
24d3321d0558fa7e1e201e54e209e1e575bf3610
'2011-11-14T19:16:30-05:00'
describe
'32247' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPY' 'sip-files00071.pro'
e005817ea8c53dae55618c9c2dce3126
6dee776203c58e40416631fcc168faa5eb8ccf44
describe
'37942' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQPZ' 'sip-files00071.QC.jpg'
051a91257da9bedc855cad436f577b36
bc0ab6c60270d46fac3ff800af5fc21ae8e25e81
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQA' 'sip-files00071.tif'
7970b7007f981048ab566391189f9cd1
652a8a2abd0b5d07f2b248e72b207ba9e41b7a1c
'2011-11-14T19:17:27-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQB' 'sip-files00071.txt'
5746075c04373846ba70b7d98ec80b0d
8ae3231c3e4cd1da93b2197297a4ba36fd9c3006
describe
'10081' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQC' 'sip-files00071thm.jpg'
0eb188dfc9105f585e7d9d720003ec73
528a2c886db9c2b3b337164eaccda71b39e9d846
'2011-11-14T19:14:26-05:00'
describe
'344845' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQD' 'sip-files00072.jp2'
0638f7530fffba1441f64fe4e2e56e1f
e04c85ede821390bfd87eba03df504a7f52bff23
describe
'106701' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQE' 'sip-files00072.jpg'
18a12bdc62cf25a9cde7e340b0bdc3d8
cb147b5eddc3c41d79d842a11ce08066daf941cd
describe
'31127' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQF' 'sip-files00072.pro'
e53d00d3805bcc3da3a085160035fa31
5e83bcba632da053fcd680d281bfec04b7d05557
'2011-11-14T19:15:36-05:00'
describe
'34822' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQG' 'sip-files00072.QC.jpg'
7946a4fe0bc7beaaa51128f6cc09a5ab
a36573646c5b65ea348d4c59e50b1b1a78f59d2e
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQH' 'sip-files00072.tif'
abfb9f67d22a3288dabd920ddc101f0c
90aa6bd282712bcf6f28ec56319333befaafbf7a
'2011-11-14T19:16:05-05:00'
describe
'1228' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQI' 'sip-files00072.txt'
ff7c47d8c8b33a28471268f664c8f3ab
e7c6bccbbca894d513cfd313fa88dcd550a3f80d
'2011-11-14T19:16:52-05:00'
describe
'9169' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQJ' 'sip-files00072thm.jpg'
3aefddfc4eaa228850451928224f09f8
67cd5a45aa087964a29860946394fef3c9c6ff2b
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQK' 'sip-files00073.jp2'
172e94dc967104638ddc19f811bfc2f4
c1d991b7b4c45430b2eb688be22232fea6ae07b3
'2011-11-14T19:18:03-05:00'
describe
'110150' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQL' 'sip-files00073.jpg'
2059a835459a579835c5a2ec1570e841
b1c22d31baecfa6561ed4d4f8f6410c247e291f3
describe
'30693' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQM' 'sip-files00073.pro'
e465a60e9985a811deb6de228bdfc1f7
dd3784855d8c4f328e4bc6bf456c777c93fc9184
describe
'35045' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQN' 'sip-files00073.QC.jpg'
70b60aced6a2764c8e7063952aed3611
43ad7cd6b915de0b26fcc2f1972e3ad018dffe40
'2011-11-14T19:19:17-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQO' 'sip-files00073.tif'
72a7aacdbe86d33b15eee2866d45b62c
70afe710d031fb9e4f68464af72746a141368053
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQP' 'sip-files00073.txt'
dea7fff0924aa069b8685e639696d05f
675e4e7a4dd6538d1552d487c2226db7a7857ac5
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQQ' 'sip-files00073thm.jpg'
099efc30e38a06f0efb962e36ed63aa4
1ff83dc1cdf43fb4e5ed2f7c4e13c5fb065c29dc
describe
'342266' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQR' 'sip-files00074.jp2'
7230c54712eb92f430001ade15e18541
1b0bebd987acbce88f5a1479344b7960a783de39
describe
'96589' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQS' 'sip-files00074.jpg'
0e4275b9e08c3c6486e2ef438390e845
3f22426d617b677799af1c677a75646b74f7822d
describe
'26051' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQT' 'sip-files00074.pro'
03f6e22a5bcca74ba60886daef2b8f85
a3854471230172ec295577a63af287585daf9686
'2011-11-14T19:20:27-05:00'
describe
'30570' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQU' 'sip-files00074.QC.jpg'
df2a382f15641ac0cff7fab7f44c291b
02023e63d15cb7a91e87022a6e8a2ed96c9dd4a2
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQV' 'sip-files00074.tif'
45416a5aa187f53e7d3d3a54f1b22e43
ce8031aa89f8a569b86470b8b3856ece883c3082
'2011-11-14T19:18:45-05:00'
describe
'1051' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQW' 'sip-files00074.txt'
488055243a3ed2ef0d7e59ef7e4e715c
aeaab52ffb850241210eadcded0d0033ce5afabc
'2011-11-14T19:18:38-05:00'
describe
'8595' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQX' 'sip-files00074thm.jpg'
4d42c665ad749392f6506001e24be7d1
956c4367d24d868d4b85c04951be5aef5319889e
'2011-11-14T19:15:14-05:00'
describe
'342287' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQY' 'sip-files00075.jp2'
b46385def514c5194ded15cfa532cdfd
2fb35c3d01022b66e8cd5ecab11b019a7821ba60
describe
'110360' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQQZ' 'sip-files00075.jpg'
8dd176a15eda4611d8acd582808710d2
80254e25683dbdd6127c1c17b3a594dda7fc31f1
'2011-11-14T19:20:30-05:00'
describe
'30033' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRA' 'sip-files00075.pro'
af93e3399cf0c329d327f3ef86b76d94
d329d2108bfc723493383af7639ad01663302b6b
describe
'34697' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRB' 'sip-files00075.QC.jpg'
582c0db4b939ba00190564c9aaed57d3
a42883b6d43e27435e7a4868b144caad545d8f29
'2011-11-14T19:16:35-05:00'
describe
'2754724' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRC' 'sip-files00075.tif'
9db68c3e91158aa213e1c4276a80455b
3fd73c2457a08c93c5bb6fa0da9ff2d86a9cd66e
'2011-11-14T19:19:20-05:00'
describe
'1200' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRD' 'sip-files00075.txt'
80d150fd4667d4a712ea5610bc18377c
6dd91bc7b3779836995914ba32ef11f5710a8161
describe
'9287' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRE' 'sip-files00075thm.jpg'
027d02c9b0895911f1ef1178ed79abf5
d11116ee9a25fca5a32be6472d4d6498a62e5a1a
'2011-11-14T19:14:46-05:00'
describe
'342188' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRF' 'sip-files00076.jp2'
133475015bb238aa51d50940216c1fbc
bf4f627ffce9de900e1237e84c96023fd44d7307
describe
'109791' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRG' 'sip-files00076.jpg'
da40351929dca276eb99f4e240bc194a
466688e721f8e8cf80ee3640888ed0552eb96037
'2011-11-14T19:15:38-05:00'
describe
'31064' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRH' 'sip-files00076.pro'
42d7d0e70607bc7c0eb0de644b61e833
833ae65c549763bc29f1a81bbef773c2a158eea9
describe
'34703' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRI' 'sip-files00076.QC.jpg'
2433c8bb267f09dc858cd8b94a5a55be
0e7ee21714cd88a24276a40df6233c0f5c14baf5
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRJ' 'sip-files00076.tif'
e7ea2270f18c6f17dcfc6c1e294158b8
221c661cccdf162ed293ff6dee2bfe245bf96993
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRK' 'sip-files00076.txt'
73ec5163a137ef6aea8f44497fffde10
23c5638b2b51e7fb7b69df5de619916d9a6d5e80
'2011-11-14T19:13:41-05:00'
describe
'9236' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRL' 'sip-files00076thm.jpg'
d0fc42619c464bc334668dcda1d2af53
bb83178420c0e6faffbe4152df6b047cd4fc85d9
describe
'342277' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRM' 'sip-files00077.jp2'
19a29a592a4b1b0b053a7788c23bbe7e
b8084f46c44b00bfc5dbb0dc6c79b27ab5aebe7e
describe
'104681' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRN' 'sip-files00077.jpg'
eca908779f50a6a2119ccf3b349fc70f
e9b402e7018ce5891efdb0c24a9a9da2035bbfb0
describe
'28653' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRO' 'sip-files00077.pro'
effd147afe7bb67df4ffc03c17320a00
e74c8eef6eba7abc9c7fb11e654ded1f2a8c8231
describe
'33188' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRP' 'sip-files00077.QC.jpg'
5ef382060469452e4464ff84d02f2240
8ab4944f7d17db0cdbe509ccaeb70f90bebe6680
'2011-11-14T19:20:52-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRQ' 'sip-files00077.tif'
a102116a0ffc07dcc7ff6728a725f472
b6eb2bfa41e4a2183036f2f763d532f558d1686d
'2011-11-14T19:17:02-05:00'
describe
'1162' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRR' 'sip-files00077.txt'
6885ff88c960209ac09439cef8bb0e6f
1f06ee21ccb88c24ff5f230eff7e8d8839275633
describe
'8665' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRS' 'sip-files00077thm.jpg'
5db52b6bd09427589a5d5d354e2ee1cb
8afa04ea1f04eadbc68ef37ac3cbab8de47d9e9d
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRT' 'sip-files00078.jp2'
00f512e9e6259acf9cf1f3156f5425f9
744819490d126cdb975ab3214249eea5706ffef2
describe
'112976' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRU' 'sip-files00078.jpg'
c6b648e873dac271f477d1d5954da8c4
4230833efacdfeda585e82a7a6be2da690709c54
'2011-11-14T19:14:58-05:00'
describe
'32238' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRV' 'sip-files00078.pro'
f1efa53777b8cde8c0b63aa4e046d3fb
50e2cf6997e453c330f5999cce2aeae2465a150d
'2011-11-14T19:18:37-05:00'
describe
'36650' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRW' 'sip-files00078.QC.jpg'
9914d6400fb884d0ce10e8fff96d8218
1014bac628d760e1b9e9574ddada61914520d26b
'2011-11-14T19:13:25-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRX' 'sip-files00078.tif'
044b2a5e1aea5fb957b0a85f8b3f050b
7012db7ba819fc320c1d4674fd1b7804e66adbbd
describe
'1283' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRY' 'sip-files00078.txt'
aaab81755425ae7d2717295e246d3a98
3dcf4ea2d469fab3446e18779be88a98c33b1a53
describe
'9967' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQRZ' 'sip-files00078thm.jpg'
f932b3b6628ef2af2a17dc6380710877
fae9fe5e4383e9e836bb1a71744a4240ae1f61dc
'2011-11-14T19:13:43-05:00'
describe
'342067' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQSA' 'sip-files00079.jp2'
e0d8a843dbd676b748e1862e72de566c
95ad3bfca47ff3cabaa45324adfc0fdb11068971
'2011-11-14T19:15:25-05:00'
describe
'90928' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQSB' 'sip-files00079.jpg'
f89aa960973b5720e544ac7e44efd68d
24f7164a72a2b98b13d02510d920264996d98f40
'2011-11-14T19:18:29-05:00'
describe
'23563' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQSC' 'sip-files00079.pro'
32b7c5d951e7a226a5b8ccdcd802faec
aeea01266b5a6ea8b345c29b942bbfd9ac85a386
describe
'28506' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQSD' 'sip-files00079.QC.jpg'
0ee1e3f0aafb347f38107ed80b489125
ebd7a8d02402a4abce0b83ee7b7dfdd08e3ae401
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQSE' 'sip-files00079.tif'
da72285e20468f930ee72fdb834dc51b
067912ea9b4d1eabeb48ce746dd74d51bd22aaaf
'2011-11-14T19:20:17-05:00'
describe
'953' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQSF' 'sip-files00079.txt'
6d1471cb7ac47bc3a1a292d6d7714877
79c3bb46e0f2580b6d981413cf1ad3d4716e51fc
describe
'7524' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQSG' 'sip-files00079thm.jpg'
52071923f01d3995edf5140c14a2624f
bd3052a1de50b92710a81b39f17736b12eae4528
'2011-11-14T19:15:20-05:00'
describe
'342296' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQSH' 'sip-files00080.jp2'
34b6d1cd69f9efb062cf25d04d37908f
a572c7e9aba18d5217a182bf9643683fbc4962fc
describe
'114372' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQSI' 'sip-files00080.jpg'
4ac70dedd8a2640cb08c2fb7df897e69
96129a206d09a972afdfc134992166fadc49088a
'2011-11-14T19:15:34-05:00'
describe
'33329' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQSJ' 'sip-files00080.pro'
776f8154a1885cfb9130e31e1f4e6bb0
d4903b012992cf374834a7de78379f232504b54b
describe
'35997' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQSK' 'sip-files00080.QC.jpg'
9141d5b506b9ff9c8caf1788e50ee79e
bf9018a67e61f059ad22934d014b53c9dc1fc146
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQSL' 'sip-files00080.tif'
0f5118c1d505471e5f0e2db27f7717ee
b5d95e13ff153f69accf5e0a9a51f3cebe380400
'2011-11-14T19:18:24-05:00'
describe
'1321' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQSM' 'sip-files00080.txt'
a62bba745ec9d9f255b8675bc32bf623
2f412965c66bff2b78282953483b920abb50b59f
'2011-11-14T19:16:31-05:00'
describe
'9865' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQSN' 'sip-files00080thm.jpg'
6b8655036d271b008c45eb6802f2c709
ac79eb067986082d91a4b5705dc497447eb060da
describe
'342278' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQSO' 'sip-files00081.jp2'
0a6608c2c27b722817a3ad316fe43791
1625bebcdf57bd7dd7ee1fd00071e5323907d20d
describe
'112244' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQSP' 'sip-files00081.jpg'
646c7231f66e82c7797ad67e6abe91ec
9eeeba206c2bfb06b30f74230b1a7a271b3504e5
'2011-11-14T19:18:46-05:00'
describe
'32906' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQSQ' 'sip-files00081.pro'
864a1bcd22fbe52ed4dc86ca9ef94612
ffb63206a51c963fec35caf909b1b84a9ba08caa
'2011-11-14T19:21:17-05:00'
describe
'35945' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQSR' 'sip-files00081.QC.jpg'
30c113bc23269727ab15ab8419bc106a
ab1c7559fc3badb8ed2fa30322304af65976a1ca
'2011-11-14T19:15:54-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQSS' 'sip-files00081.tif'
fea251d94e1984334cf36e7d665701b0
89852b2d90e15b42390d211a11e4c1c12daee330
'2011-11-14T19:17:31-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQST' 'sip-files00081.txt'
d8ba00765d7d68eb84eb0b3eadea4c5d
f9b0b0d64af79009043a62ee5cbccd9a49e7ba8b
'2011-11-14T19:17:11-05:00'
describe
'9219' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQSU' 'sip-files00081thm.jpg'
b6a33b3fbfe46d3e6d6621bcfe010155
b2753435261178e9a4fe82becb73196a51e55866
'2011-11-14T19:18:27-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQSV' 'sip-files00082.jp2'
57dbd06eaa27770cf1397f0c2a6c728e
56ca35206708485f86c66a8d31e6c732e8c9494b
describe
'116787' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQSW' 'sip-files00082.jpg'
ecaccebd6c15f7d6b8d7a05cf887f16b
f2e4c1e70d9ddfe5fe2f3ad11b7990f09518041e
'2011-11-14T19:13:46-05:00'
describe
'31615' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQSX' 'sip-files00082.pro'
5f3bfd244b5a3ed2d105071fde392bc9
ec4a951d32d5d6c1f725d5827399912203c6ea5c
describe
'37064' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQSY' 'sip-files00082.QC.jpg'
2f14ccb2336b9cd2cbe2f82805a2be2d
c3281bde85f459913dc733841ef1f8bee5345326
'2011-11-14T19:21:16-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQSZ' 'sip-files00082.tif'
2ddd1c53a9eecb3990d999ded950db2f
8aad631d15f998a489702e7df3caade3bc8a50c9
'2011-11-14T19:15:03-05:00'
describe
'1299' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTA' 'sip-files00082.txt'
7eaaa762761b79b06ec257c174a5de06
b2eef81024e44b1d4f70a912d78e73fabfbbb343
describe
'10034' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTB' 'sip-files00082thm.jpg'
6c3947825d42d746b3d4d6e8a88b6d07
784d82dd97448741fad912ea3d85087f2f1da82d
describe
'342230' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTC' 'sip-files00083.jp2'
41069f0b3bb51407cb6c17df2f29861b
b50e7f128bb23fe28c0983e7fc8a9cde515b6246
describe
'115684' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTD' 'sip-files00083.jpg'
4d39d7ec80e5c5565234f6801970d31d
21ab91feef0c161ca4bb5bdb91fdc0e3f6613cd5
describe
'32592' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTE' 'sip-files00083.pro'
7b9f3e9bcb5be9e9043e6d1040aaec0a
62d2e62f3c67fb4b40cd1a0367affa46abd05f31
'2011-11-14T19:15:43-05:00'
describe
'36870' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTF' 'sip-files00083.QC.jpg'
701c014f6e102cf0a77433f98193cd82
0d30b808916ba27e73f335c3831714832ff70425
'2011-11-14T19:17:36-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTG' 'sip-files00083.tif'
43d0c99864ec6c522d728225ca9538b1
15794d0485297078de8589426de6ecd7d035a714
'2011-11-14T19:16:26-05:00'
describe
'1312' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTH' 'sip-files00083.txt'
7892a4b3e6aa0688940d6154bbe7b8a8
bc4efffe3dd86cc72498a80fab60a697d9698deb
describe
'9917' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTI' 'sip-files00083thm.jpg'
0a7c461f555936ce56c4a3c4a9467041
1e5e162def0ceb01336c8c57a17b1bafc0e61664
describe
'342252' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTJ' 'sip-files00084.jp2'
0a158c8448b429109a9572c6012b488d
9b8b949cd69316caad145ff1cd9eb7b426158fdf
describe
'97799' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTK' 'sip-files00084.jpg'
178ac4ea38c05d21cf5ca3728a351249
ff1dffd229ded74109cc3112d40c5baf9ae9b328
'2011-11-14T19:13:26-05:00'
describe
'27365' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTL' 'sip-files00084.pro'
ca55db3e0ce73d9f360359c63b73d26e
e4a2b3eb6155d139b863c4b796c3c397efc18bea
'2011-11-14T19:20:21-05:00'
describe
'29854' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTM' 'sip-files00084.QC.jpg'
61a362a2bba8551b04d3d054a8cca43b
38f11a33b34be629c1440eeeeb85a862fcfcce36
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTN' 'sip-files00084.tif'
8ccd2d3ede43c1a8f9da538d1138170d
c219150c044bbbc44c2894881f2989e3b42ad979
'2011-11-14T19:15:42-05:00'
describe
'1121' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTO' 'sip-files00084.txt'
295895097355d25a37821a8424003602
4cae279d067e50546cfc5202c54f4dfef357864a
describe
'8398' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTP' 'sip-files00084thm.jpg'
9cb3250e1729324ae973c1d1c03af117
13dc387985ba5a26d2a6ff34659cd8c65b72f2f0
'2011-11-14T19:15:45-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTQ' 'sip-files00085.jp2'
51c028ffeb2204cacfa9a06e5356146f
1cc69c808a6328174e187a383e656f8d8067c394
'2011-11-14T19:18:36-05:00'
describe
'115216' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTR' 'sip-files00085.jpg'
85b1b1b90ab132ea0dde62376db78416
2089a76015a1e207953068e55616e22c611afe4b
'2011-11-14T19:15:11-05:00'
describe
'31319' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTS' 'sip-files00085.pro'
6f11483a2a7e0ff7ef672cddc58350dc
5a11d9393a5db9f0086ca217f01d97e7cd2a00aa
'2011-11-14T19:13:09-05:00'
describe
'35674' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTT' 'sip-files00085.QC.jpg'
f0848f7db9bec70b0da35137a5968a82
bb746226d2e21f74ad95d525c0ebf0157636a15b
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTU' 'sip-files00085.tif'
bedfea8e33189fa23803361ef80a8b81
feed9e92720b42293c7a9a169923b5853d8a3408
'2011-11-14T19:16:37-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTV' 'sip-files00085.txt'
5661d33e9aff8c2cc77fc9f408c604a1
d2b95ad102ad503128e0cc8cf9c2f0d6b9450b2e
describe
'9717' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTW' 'sip-files00085thm.jpg'
4b21eb7b2bbef0e43b82eda42aee2b07
67a116f23c951e103f7980303700e64abb9062b9
describe
'342271' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTX' 'sip-files00086.jp2'
ca36b11a138804705cda3ba2ef721cbd
f566d409fe221850978e474baad905775fc4fa7c
'2011-11-14T19:15:08-05:00'
describe
'102998' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTY' 'sip-files00086.jpg'
8c1987818ba9f6d82dcb3a417a8008bf
237d4dba3ba2c3f06d9069b9e788f7732ca03348
describe
'27511' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQTZ' 'sip-files00086.pro'
f2fad26cb09f47aabb2ad1e284c7fe52
ca508736c04f6fc340799fdfa080107e23bf9c0f
'2011-11-14T19:13:49-05:00'
describe
'31646' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUA' 'sip-files00086.QC.jpg'
8e808a3b00d9a6d3e94c62dc11c51b88
b1f91ac37fbf0bd7973cc99694386a7d63d3319a
'2011-11-14T19:18:52-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUB' 'sip-files00086.tif'
fae50c6dbbef1c26a67773f0bdddd9b1
a39a42330f58b68905393bf6c958e57f9400eaa3
'2011-11-14T19:18:53-05:00'
describe
'1118' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUC' 'sip-files00086.txt'
a5096d74341137f08833d70421cd87b0
5e214817bd802a8207613eae23b675e538ecdd91
'2011-11-14T19:13:20-05:00'
describe
'9017' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUD' 'sip-files00086thm.jpg'
5796e05b6f7a42e59eacc5ba53be9e9a
c955ac055a3e731a213858ee21e6cae94afe90ec
'2011-11-14T19:21:32-05:00'
describe
'342282' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUE' 'sip-files00087.jp2'
aa27aa1dd63efc77076f07af75d113bb
dda5094f4b57fc82289ded46319c6f17156e1931
describe
'114347' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUF' 'sip-files00087.jpg'
a8c15a05755c5384934e4aedbf8d9acc
bfb2cc348f6144ae6a5381900507944cb9343acc
'2011-11-14T19:14:59-05:00'
describe
'30804' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUG' 'sip-files00087.pro'
f4eec4d6e4da8ea8d4d211a93d414f1f
6b38ea631450ec1b437e27ed439e806f0d1d2020
describe
'35543' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUH' 'sip-files00087.QC.jpg'
77e76984bab8ec12aa6d2547157ae8a7
54f26421f4c07c6209c851c7a596ffbcd689a4a4
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUI' 'sip-files00087.tif'
9c05f33a297d6ba15dc7bacc362a2c13
4e4becc5e2d831afdddd09902deca276b132bceb
'2011-11-14T19:13:28-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUJ' 'sip-files00087.txt'
30bf85ac6e6af9f000f03a79b247d7b4
00e3bcd849f872a9f87b1c0c3a02e9ddfc9bb88c
describe
'9128' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUK' 'sip-files00087thm.jpg'
30472253aea4142d771ee3bbce606b5a
061b69d96b04e92a2a2a2a3a02d54d7868da6ed1
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUL' 'sip-files00088.jp2'
0b5b97958558b96c422b2c3bebd9d43a
62709d3532a8ea1025a7061c4e8d6317d1d1b9ee
'2011-11-14T19:19:48-05:00'
describe
'108107' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUM' 'sip-files00088.jpg'
93bf84162397cf7537ef9d614baebef5
be5e7620f885786ad2a41cbc0313296c2652e1bc
describe
'27976' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUN' 'sip-files00088.pro'
6b3701eb721ab615c81a27e0789777a9
03ee9f209fd4b8be4ed63ec685d819ab6166c382
describe
'33011' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUO' 'sip-files00088.QC.jpg'
f0d4a62ab39fec311c36d1188d7ce8b3
cc989429dc743352f9c6b7ca08be339d4c1e5ad4
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUP' 'sip-files00088.tif'
c8caa0348d40003439c90194d227ba02
99709f52f5054d94f2d59e253d9d8c222b1ddc51
'2011-11-14T19:13:39-05:00'
describe
'1125' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUQ' 'sip-files00088.txt'
b63b0d4efbca2149e5b58d1b9874cab9
128d408c15be80283d404078172a51b2b1203ecb
describe
'8664' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUR' 'sip-files00088thm.jpg'
d195f1b3c59b6daeb5b8088e20ebc8a6
80866d5418f5d2d2d93948a03263b0e39847c1f9
'2011-11-14T19:18:49-05:00'
describe
'342261' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUS' 'sip-files00089.jp2'
a4b5d24c3750f6739eefcfab5afd7de6
d1a219011f2312832b670ca6a71e6513379c864a
describe
'114024' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUT' 'sip-files00089.jpg'
531e3d4adf66dfe78dabca0bcaa783dd
c3a5ce720f69fa0ea4b65cdaa437647cb13c1200
describe
'29475' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUU' 'sip-files00089.pro'
f1b055c52bdfa8200bb65df641fb2c7e
4c56c604d0dc45fae7c5f6d911fa70ef3435bd23
describe
'34925' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUV' 'sip-files00089.QC.jpg'
f7728bfbea3a603bc2f18f7719c9f5be
b908512f3acd819585db23161268e03adc6b6218
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUW' 'sip-files00089.tif'
be4a142e775ab654437bd9f277137934
0a3c74f8ab156b1dfd5e97d3d5018f164d84593a
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUX' 'sip-files00089.txt'
d761884ea199643d2e08662cf0da5e72
f91b03afd2e7c7e8f8196f85ceb984fbbf624464
describe
'9369' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUY' 'sip-files00089thm.jpg'
b6ba9d2c801825dc7d9390af01ea6485
697310b238dfa3a098bea00b5e7803bcbf56b5f6
'2011-11-14T19:18:16-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQUZ' 'sip-files00090.jp2'
54313000dedff1222a5c4daaea20fe45
d5b425ec9058cdc6bb7725399e9c3a6eea7fe081
'2011-11-14T19:14:25-05:00'
describe
'120207' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVA' 'sip-files00090.jpg'
44a8583fa0c1665dc6cc2ab60a4960d2
b2ed4de396b2b5b9ebb1a82dd82b8f4b797da9f4
describe
'31980' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVB' 'sip-files00090.pro'
bb65f09f74380e12cec3a5011f086070
dcf769d0438c7c1bef6e320f843b0f8fc8bbbfe7
'2011-11-14T19:17:18-05:00'
describe
'36838' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVC' 'sip-files00090.QC.jpg'
dde838a88203e4989dc9564ee5459aad
2f94afd4dc138b64db4e30ae55beafef75f9fe39
'2011-11-14T19:19:31-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVD' 'sip-files00090.tif'
8333e972e92891ee31bec787386d1a02
0041a5a4e6e105f29711cf588789aeb6cf0a652b
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVE' 'sip-files00090.txt'
bc635e512fc7c88bad89730d158b26a7
82dc6c261e59c302d086f934bdc8053dc4325fd7
'2011-11-14T19:15:23-05:00'
describe
'10003' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVF' 'sip-files00090thm.jpg'
002c0e24b91179a5f9df199e30b261cd
0fccdba9a54e9248ce27cff3a82e771e5c7c9459
'2011-11-14T19:17:43-05:00'
describe
'342238' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVG' 'sip-files00091.jp2'
e41ef25831a9ea34ce905f8e9c374943
6b53ba13228aa05ab5fefa82840f8dda2f251228
'2011-11-14T19:18:32-05:00'
describe
'106139' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVH' 'sip-files00091.jpg'
423bd7d73e0aa94894a577cde2bb24b0
652eb8bd5605703f4761a3e96e06df49c42da88e
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVI' 'sip-files00091.pro'
9e48e257d21142643df98cbb55c2572c
bd0b323ab01a957a9abd6de2ae57730e7fb71e79
'2011-11-14T19:14:41-05:00'
describe
'34005' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVJ' 'sip-files00091.QC.jpg'
f5e8738ee362c2149aaf215225cefbd9
0f855b136798d13cba0e67d7333a1a8c1166bc30
'2011-11-14T19:13:55-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVK' 'sip-files00091.tif'
b5d281e6d5aa147fb52441aec1207276
a0eaa309f27589e783467d49de5ecf7047a6bd7d
'2011-11-14T19:16:02-05:00'
describe
'1158' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVL' 'sip-files00091.txt'
9a8a6096c39ae58b43dd4cec22041880
b039da7ccc0e650258c4cee4077fb1fc3e545ff2
describe
'9096' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVM' 'sip-files00091thm.jpg'
ad64e5e53b6148c10a3987626fed9315
15f5e9c8c15ef147f1db91c59cfd6474af2d5bae
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVN' 'sip-files00092.jp2'
92ec22584de8f6fadae1327257f4abbc
1dd124aea654eac153955bf4f8404c6847ff1873
describe
'119835' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVO' 'sip-files00092.jpg'
893dc830bc2f13a4fd57eb57d6d53eaa
5fe28e1421fa18b2e945fc7fef78667efdde095d
'2011-11-14T19:18:11-05:00'
describe
'30959' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVP' 'sip-files00092.pro'
1574c4f8c5c520621210b9a7d002a7f4
d68d4fc42321f41f5c79a354c9da15ca7d9d4bba
'2011-11-14T19:19:57-05:00'
describe
'36205' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVQ' 'sip-files00092.QC.jpg'
ef2f6cac5146be57d77204a2741cd617
f286467329f56910e289b3de21df30a1a9ca520c
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVR' 'sip-files00092.tif'
48a0412f9cdc94b86808411d841d15ac
5a694eeb7178f9116a05ff1d40987d18c8f2928a
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVS' 'sip-files00092.txt'
36c4aa0b272efec9fa6a4a8c6f337d28
864a6c2373a399224099eeaa5a929cbfb5d0840f
describe
'10020' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVT' 'sip-files00092thm.jpg'
b485f297ac85042f0217e8dcc32e674a
c81aa135e34c6b95a459e4ede635971ed901505b
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVU' 'sip-files00093.jp2'
8ac1cef7824a971d8d7dbb2b59f7d6e1
394cc8cbb5572ce79585f581d57e291ea9511a90
describe
'115123' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVV' 'sip-files00093.jpg'
7f19b56095165d18dbc8ae114d8a61ba
c58b8152f59bd34378259079889a43740be27a0f
describe
'30157' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVW' 'sip-files00093.pro'
b6ae291cdb9463e5d63334fd5e285ff0
0effe7f0d274c8f896ddb037c7c06ba0aae1f64d
describe
'34443' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVX' 'sip-files00093.QC.jpg'
c1fb594952a26fdad459c4ab95f4716e
60ed6f9807420ddd9465c55fe43e9330ed5687db
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVY' 'sip-files00093.tif'
50dbbf7869804216c9ab6434d83830d0
7a6184d70f6f001dd0ec45a4f51aee948cd08ebf
'2011-11-14T19:20:19-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQVZ' 'sip-files00093.txt'
89dec76f35fad691b85d5c86f834b967
78ab9f46b2fac19a3246cf44c22a5c9c8849771a
'2011-11-14T19:18:20-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWA' 'sip-files00093thm.jpg'
291c30c863c68bc7defbf994f362e5c0
5934b6e44586461831ff8c30eeb6fe21f0ee50d8
describe
'342239' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWB' 'sip-files00094.jp2'
00fd156477f394d202a09702659a7b23
28917c2c01498ff3084568f5875e08a079da714b
describe
'116812' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWC' 'sip-files00094.jpg'
4f0b16886f7fc48d0fff7623cfae7810
92a69d01efe801892ed7a34a1d70656d47498d0c
describe
'31072' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWD' 'sip-files00094.pro'
2b8fe44d3e618e442e52eb6fe37e01c2
6ad8115e1c037d38a6baa60d1dfb9999f37744cd
describe
'36067' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWE' 'sip-files00094.QC.jpg'
7f3bed2b044589486db0475357736750
52e78b9fc2985e084c9110e21d2d90cfa031a08a
'2011-11-14T19:16:45-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWF' 'sip-files00094.tif'
6c75eaf8a93d6f1771bcda5228608fed
61d2433279b78e208045f1958e6dad5ed16199ce
describe
'1238' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWG' 'sip-files00094.txt'
a6994912a70ddbdcb49024029da9e383
d5233e515a861d026e680e7d64a67eebe7e13e7c
describe
'9290' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWH' 'sip-files00094thm.jpg'
6ad19600828ecb561eec2dd08b1f979e
5a2538c3cefc7cf1080e1cd788fbdeb5667ca80e
describe
'342106' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWI' 'sip-files00096.jp2'
1323df1263c247891e7f90233e284e6c
de1ea1c0f1152cce05e00cc37d9275041b03183c
describe
'164763' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWJ' 'sip-files00096.jpg'
fbe3875c565659215c8886aac03382d1
c024a62c7418f252d530720ef925f151ecedf3e2
describe
'3153' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWK' 'sip-files00096.pro'
be5e9859566542e0ed9d13add0c6559d
46a0f789263334e393a699cb384e583fd956514d
describe
'37262' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWL' 'sip-files00096.QC.jpg'
3d555d9268094b424c736bf2ef23b7b0
755b1d0a8c1e7ce4bcceb66e58e6c97e2ef5914d
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWM' 'sip-files00096.tif'
90a5424b154e28bbb71e74c22b9cf950
ba6270a5a6ab7c19643beafec91c5d890882da50
describe
'151' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWN' 'sip-files00096.txt'
fc4060886c5b77c17cef612f5c731a34
27d9cc906cdf0d5866844dab415d687cbdc5f54c
describe
Invalid character
'9474' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWO' 'sip-files00096thm.jpg'
a48023ae34e4a3c3e47f54d6ded52b53
0dfa5f4d7c91e2f1f8ad75d058da25191954d916
'2011-11-14T19:14:43-05:00'
describe
'342274' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWP' 'sip-files00097.jp2'
1030a3a4eff5c273502147e388109adc
68a17a12f57145681a554fde27a481de246ec552
'2011-11-14T19:19:09-05:00'
describe
'116429' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWQ' 'sip-files00097.jpg'
100ca753c30b698fde3d73e069eca39f
0f6272c0e3d0e5dcb43c3cfff2d7505c01a8e750
describe
'30863' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWR' 'sip-files00097.pro'
9e8faa0479ef9726e8cd23693fe335de
e0988d5a2dfe4fa7592860e5d7b396bb823c549a
'2011-11-14T19:13:35-05:00'
describe
'34964' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWS' 'sip-files00097.QC.jpg'
43c37b5f6b58dc7bd6b802e82943a8c8
088557109411755f4dca43c2bcd17f6429c12d40
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWT' 'sip-files00097.tif'
a7b76fc087a4e85f87940bb7a07ed99e
26864564be915fc726f01828d116d3befe35a786
describe
'1237' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWU' 'sip-files00097.txt'
3bff8933bc511e945f3827c353d76d6b
86822145016e12960069c2909efc310399457d6c
'2011-11-14T19:16:11-05:00'
describe
'9604' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWV' 'sip-files00097thm.jpg'
e5604c2b47ac6288df5bee5cc175f7b8
665b1a7935a9d239c7739d21c06bcd81cc897995
'2011-11-14T19:20:44-05:00'
describe
'342273' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWW' 'sip-files00098.jp2'
54d43c318ee3598fcec7c59a870c8203
798d063a43de52831b5e3985a2edc9ec4773330e
describe
'106920' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWX' 'sip-files00098.jpg'
4a4cad9565053ddb8d75526b2db0b6c2
191b502314ca93afc077d6068d4343a2cfbc2f97
describe
'29765' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWY' 'sip-files00098.pro'
c10fcc091d73f68dff27fc86d9ad674a
7c1e6e259bd89e7bfe1e3333d4c2429a6f20fe91
describe
'34878' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQWZ' 'sip-files00098.QC.jpg'
d349227f40a2794908b01c37fbe56d61
125c2a492f83af3d75d4b450096d20d26da730d7
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXA' 'sip-files00098.tif'
bf5dd1dcf32b3ee55dd961fd6385297c
2a57c42bb7663d9bfa89d8480a12fba69865bf94
'2011-11-14T19:20:54-05:00'
describe
'1227' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXB' 'sip-files00098.txt'
4a66ecf134393b7912498e6250f2897b
134fad30409d6c7eadfc6bab0630a5961b5bcb65
'2011-11-14T19:21:03-05:00'
describe
'9689' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXC' 'sip-files00098thm.jpg'
bab042bbcc0043f01325e05486dbf6db
a3996244ffd73b745824e84a8208ac6e67eaa542
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXD' 'sip-files00099.jp2'
eb63a6105588df7ee8616e2b4a2276d1
daec14eeed36b42f32ab9c0d596ac81060e55b60
describe
'109595' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXE' 'sip-files00099.jpg'
923257b2217fc01806ad5d7caec4d1e3
f45ab739cee7748af34d939396d3a6c39cf86e03
describe
'32066' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXF' 'sip-files00099.pro'
7be1204bad7078d6cbf4fa9a4fbf27de
cb80a77998a0eb86a2272a7a76cbf1e470e90a68
describe
'35724' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXG' 'sip-files00099.QC.jpg'
a3690051212b96ddbde8138302a05635
226f41a21ed468259704a97e58761b4ab8dd9467
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXH' 'sip-files00099.tif'
9f32bbb14a397adc57265f028aa188c5
8c4d0e328bf6096600f9d9455ace5929434f97ae
'2011-11-14T19:19:47-05:00'
describe
'1285' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXI' 'sip-files00099.txt'
dba8b33f9fa395267d84919c0ebe914b
dd1a6ebf9ac51d0d6277b05fd767cbdaa9b272f5
describe
'9501' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXJ' 'sip-files00099thm.jpg'
9e7c05dc2d06fc3453a703db73a36175
6c54a17b1aefce75f9ac9fd8918fed1e48bdea4d
describe
'342247' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXK' 'sip-files00100.jp2'
327f98edc8bc1aef7e7914f9d67b4f90
ee98e51c2ba6c32c139e8802c43ee7cba7fb240c
describe
'116461' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXL' 'sip-files00100.jpg'
cd100ac7cb94f9f300d8b2c53eba12cc
cda7ea0c1f28ba904e8538bad0623ae849b08c54
'2011-11-14T19:15:01-05:00'
describe
'28868' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXM' 'sip-files00100.pro'
e35c24625f0911a6d1459fa4aacc2420
1a802c5a66edd39be035fb1a68ca5ced0901cd9d
'2011-11-14T19:17:03-05:00'
describe
'34550' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXN' 'sip-files00100.QC.jpg'
f2b788f151d3270689c87861c9be1c07
629151f61cc62a19a64e7db393391f0f29f0bb88
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXO' 'sip-files00100.tif'
f792f3c8f011d82b5e39474ecccd0a48
30447334be39c62c6b7afe320d2c29ea670f6760
describe
'1201' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXP' 'sip-files00100.txt'
189777ee480cd9013f5c770e74653bc8
7a9dc199bd44acaa0f492e7ddcd1049799dd8ab1
describe
'9529' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXQ' 'sip-files00100thm.jpg'
c143df5aa04beb99c37385b905392be2
f8382712969f6b35640d783787efe9bc8c88125c
'2011-11-14T19:18:30-05:00'
describe
'342255' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXR' 'sip-files00101.jp2'
e41d9eb16e9cf9a4661fc3376305f353
0827833c231f3a505cd0b7fb3b0661fe30f21d1d
describe
'111668' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXS' 'sip-files00101.jpg'
da7592c728d3163331ec71161b2f12a2
0db2af3650ec332bd5b579e0cfd1a7d79867f07d
'2011-11-14T19:18:21-05:00'
describe
'28062' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXT' 'sip-files00101.pro'
2943c25009bc6c3e371dff3e107d4c12
34cb548c8e5dcbab2c32ac36a4cd5f12a84640a2
'2011-11-14T19:21:27-05:00'
describe
'34086' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXU' 'sip-files00101.QC.jpg'
a36d356d090713f8a4e8e62b55a0d594
52eacf2f7235a4a6880bd9e4ff64c6d93b57ede7
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXV' 'sip-files00101.tif'
ebbbd1547a14f3f4a4daa981c5e71589
677fc99ebbc85015dd84891b3e3aac278ddbdc8d
'2011-11-14T19:19:59-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXW' 'sip-files00101.txt'
efd5818243c1496eb48e2cfe770da413
99ef47cbf2bc08f4a1047129b876661425cb3784
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXX' 'sip-files00101thm.jpg'
e8250c1f2536edd2d81168fb68ecad1e
d5b38bec52232cb9504f31ccaf367bfcc5ca19f7
describe
'342276' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXY' 'sip-files00102.jp2'
f1e20ca683d94f1a708d22efd95d5a6a
a24c88e8a3b3dcc449449ede18e62e850021102c
describe
'112510' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQXZ' 'sip-files00102.jpg'
47012aa3ea22390a8670521d9da9a79d
cb6c30f4f01f2e3a362581dafc1829412514d289
describe
'28626' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYA' 'sip-files00102.pro'
84a546b1887c0a36f98fe299c1bf6934
146317727cf31c33059c2fb7ce7aecc465b194cf
describe
'35190' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYB' 'sip-files00102.QC.jpg'
a453d2734d43ff39219982fe973dc2f8
fa43c40481d7e814a0d8a4db46f21f91a53ddd05
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYC' 'sip-files00102.tif'
24569dc22b2eb035b84c66eea2374a91
534e5317bb825bf18936ee1215fbb3613a38b04c
describe
'1177' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYD' 'sip-files00102.txt'
2f88eb16f6bfa218cea53ecb1d7833bc
dbc24384fc6c5f36c687cf504903f8ffa915ff65
describe
'9299' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYE' 'sip-files00102thm.jpg'
965580eaa7f4056f795cbce660c91a82
b7c85594bdbab3e73296dab10a1be3b1fa44fc6b
describe
'342290' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYF' 'sip-files00103.jp2'
d3b2f257f0c4ecd2148ac46fbcc99b0e
b003ee33aca1d3c58a35efc2b97f5250a64685ef
describe
'109196' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYG' 'sip-files00103.jpg'
e7d3cdcbbbf0319a5b0de28155495061
5dce08e2ef5ccd46144daf1b36b9af38ccb88e64
describe
'29633' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYH' 'sip-files00103.pro'
d580d3ab8e30996ed88fda4db80c0a30
3ec98342574b84d132bce837025b3c0e93223bec
describe
'33684' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYI' 'sip-files00103.QC.jpg'
e0cc1d506abc08acb7cb9398da0789e8
e6914db57060cdfc9321ce895f4e341bb9f76daf
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYJ' 'sip-files00103.tif'
60430066387151049a7fbf2c805fa7aa
36764d2b6bba44c125da07e4005396fe2794fdd2
'2011-11-14T19:15:17-05:00'
describe
'1189' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYK' 'sip-files00103.txt'
3038c7a1d5fc69f15d4f372694ddf18a
473c1caab0537e7c9e64ee0868c5211a61442b08
describe
'9027' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYL' 'sip-files00103thm.jpg'
78118122790da89dcc7c6e6c1a24717d
f6e23c9aab1dc4c159fdfff44e8b703e8d039396
'2011-11-14T19:16:21-05:00'
describe
'342254' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYM' 'sip-files00104.jp2'
02268acf0e7c5ec0bfe07cbc70ee1e0a
4d514cb806162c07a9283ada4de73dbbd7f3c6d9
describe
'92228' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYN' 'sip-files00104.jpg'
439e37d5baf0ef9ce75cd61d2b4a97f6
2cdc5691901683fb6c53a4b286500ff90a3a6e3d
describe
'23776' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYO' 'sip-files00104.pro'
8128d7e9869596db4b0546f81c399d4a
6813919d970b2de15afdae4a0e76b76b37f4edb8
'2011-11-14T19:21:11-05:00'
describe
'27836' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYP' 'sip-files00104.QC.jpg'
9d253f7cfec41f6027858f1881a63f1d
7f2217be2ceb90bd33ed878ac34fb1acce9fb46b
'2011-11-14T19:14:05-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYQ' 'sip-files00104.tif'
e41c588e4e00a04463600fd0aa26dfdc
15342fcaae01f3b4ef6369b2cafa98851e92360f
'2011-11-14T19:13:27-05:00'
describe
'950' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYR' 'sip-files00104.txt'
7611832d811f0aadcf55b2a0cb04c253
c019956353c1c58f21dde063af870ddd03e460de
describe
'7367' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYS' 'sip-files00104thm.jpg'
376e7377820f6a3bf519e15e0dda2fca
cd46c4cabe90605b80e25e289881a496c334579a
describe
'342293' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYT' 'sip-files00105.jp2'
b2306f35f2ea69ee80a6d2f04dcc2306
7b970770dc0f98c4ee563c24e29dc06faec08599
describe
'119119' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYU' 'sip-files00105.jpg'
a5243f2478f2f69459fd11f3a66c0ecf
551f63ae0acf0c3f22c3dc57e16eb11c7964e2ef
describe
'33934' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYV' 'sip-files00105.pro'
a06c37f17c7275f3a2fccf6ba3e5d259
4cf94a7bb88a127394c54ad10d0b029b7a2dd797
describe
'37282' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYW' 'sip-files00105.QC.jpg'
4aaa55bb1e5324a1be173c0f075ec1d6
14b78c8c4cbdb8ab8061f746ed27048c9f3dce27
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYX' 'sip-files00105.tif'
cdbf1197d8310a46fc42d8e1832dc361
82f3d056656e5fd853f418f4dbb314273e7276a6
describe
'1391' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYY' 'sip-files00105.txt'
a926dc830f5be5ef1dc5ab42afe1dda0
33fe30875e9d268f7dfbc239e1a0d8dc17d2736a
'2011-11-14T19:14:55-05:00'
describe
'9949' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQYZ' 'sip-files00105thm.jpg'
86e4d2533315ad94f02d756d1fa27c38
517e1a8c94316c19646cf2f50e7b7df906bac75e
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZA' 'sip-files00106.jp2'
402b6034bf2ed9d871770372b15b85ba
cabf7fb0bf31a71508a38cc2af51ce62612fb39b
'2011-11-14T19:21:24-05:00'
describe
'117210' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZB' 'sip-files00106.jpg'
1e794cdd9dbfcfcec85327e8fe893b31
c913bc930a8ac2bca2fdc616a74c40049d4cf8e7
'2011-11-14T19:14:10-05:00'
describe
'33921' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZC' 'sip-files00106.pro'
a7307c9c5a14b557306769b21e808346
a823610df99c680f68a4f7cc6c2d4871bd006dc2
describe
'36714' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZD' 'sip-files00106.QC.jpg'
acc4cbbffa93aaea714373507334db95
9d883fec57d41b9c0efa0ce3198f90dacc95258c
'2011-11-14T19:19:46-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZE' 'sip-files00106.tif'
e183ebe03b3ffe0a0d16541cfb97c8fc
c1855d036d9e10148bf56ee14f4a4934c95593df
describe
'1337' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZF' 'sip-files00106.txt'
733ab5178a671df691c7b6b7b7443c9b
480c7aeb183a5e30e8be9d0d3f4d4985b274f969
describe
'9671' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZG' 'sip-files00106thm.jpg'
b492e333a3d704d308759125a1cd2c3f
45916904427c56041feb8c6c4973d0d38bab33b4
'2011-11-14T19:16:03-05:00'
describe
'342294' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZH' 'sip-files00107.jp2'
b73cfa24fb302d7b506b8a0518e83f8d
d9f240e1746a5764738d6c469c24936ebbdca655
'2011-11-14T19:15:53-05:00'
describe
'115975' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZI' 'sip-files00107.jpg'
c1cd811fb312269162254a5e4455ce87
673ca5c6ba17e9daf6c5dec810bd3c51c67de7bd
describe
'32386' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZJ' 'sip-files00107.pro'
2215825f345127e5d01efed9a8a7aabd
3840acf337dd24db35c10426d01fb63f2387c2ab
'2011-11-14T19:17:51-05:00'
describe
'37192' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZK' 'sip-files00107.QC.jpg'
149f7fbbf232dfdb50f96b3fd64f9f6b
919427599d840b9f1b6be44f080b07bce4bf264e
'2011-11-14T19:20:49-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZL' 'sip-files00107.tif'
0077772f19b22b8b49810ac47359a780
21d7d45788e6c3e65e1c15cb64f785629e0ab132
'2011-11-14T19:17:34-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZM' 'sip-files00107.txt'
661bdb929ce5e5c95741d71ed1c3ab29
64b4e3101cd1ece8da1131da0d228e5b97280ce4
describe
'9970' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZN' 'sip-files00107thm.jpg'
408e38aac96de8fae51c8d540b9e7fe7
13f40708d40ca49a9a0b7b1ac829d20683b580a4
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZO' 'sip-files00108.jp2'
d89aa5f533328bf02679d5e5b6e57f64
f98e47b80a245eee4fb2e72f9b23d9527f115a90
describe
'116290' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZP' 'sip-files00108.jpg'
b5abea835dd81145007cb4cf64094033
a7a69f0c504c546ca88685271c3caf97678dab09
describe
'33500' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZQ' 'sip-files00108.pro'
2c217616e7b2f7119913a890d2da6326
d195794c79aef9576e18f158160bfc2d4e767f05
describe
'37039' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZR' 'sip-files00108.QC.jpg'
dd5e47052e96bece1a447c9102db629c
02d07ec4fdbbd98ef365b5c3ac877baaa3875416
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZS' 'sip-files00108.tif'
3abe94a48fb0def37cda44e91466fd2b
13d28bd458e813c94372eef6bdea6290b587f842
describe
'1315' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZT' 'sip-files00108.txt'
cb7c5276cacf89a1309f168b7b421f8e
537c6956802e9d7d27aed04ef4c4d70ff715dc2d
describe
'9473' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZU' 'sip-files00108thm.jpg'
3cddd2690a78b472938f55412ec39ae0
f8d04ae1c96dea39218469b9a2ba769ab8dc00ba
describe
'342164' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZV' 'sip-files00109.jp2'
b26c26bfbdb303e73dff7a9783a84e87
310b5c1c8886da981db2a886338367643e4f994d
describe
'112753' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZW' 'sip-files00109.jpg'
1bd1f6924644978deafc4a797c7213b6
22c9342991ad1bea92b390c5e36444570aec5b3b
describe
'30148' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZX' 'sip-files00109.pro'
4c809b69580b7a8a9c230f6b2e6e08de
d950c78f510a498378dcf8f0a67f0fdf4fb7896e
'2011-11-14T19:16:14-05:00'
describe
'35913' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZY' 'sip-files00109.QC.jpg'
00e79ebc72c8c16a82488f4f28e9d5b4
462455a67fb7c4b2bb310d23492ae37e099868df
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABQZZ' 'sip-files00109.tif'
e5cbb6458aa1f195e4533f7858b3e1c2
1c560f938dc4f316def1a4524554acd92509770d
describe
'1252' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAA' 'sip-files00109.txt'
291a9688a9ed0b8f4507d368184c0bef
cbba54a5b16853d5299739624ad5606eb5f0490b
describe
'9370' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAB' 'sip-files00109thm.jpg'
e6318d2f36b16d02dddba1bbdbcec3e7
7392921aacc0b5bd3515879677f623ef1f71e727
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAC' 'sip-files00110.jp2'
263acf23c5f78e9c5d8ccc81ec9f08b8
0c22797c734e4fe766d9f92925c86aec867dc25a
describe
'117890' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAD' 'sip-files00110.jpg'
4cafbf633acbb80ab42c627cb4975587
5caff48614df4af9cb1a08beec438ec2a07fb0d5
describe
'32894' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAE' 'sip-files00110.pro'
761e40196510c97353c5cb92d5194c4e
becf707db9fe3b494e3f1fc45a9fc28fddbe0127
describe
'37735' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAF' 'sip-files00110.QC.jpg'
8b3ba4290f0616578bef1d2861a59c0a
7722ba7f6e06b75504b6afb4d60a965daaa00b3a
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAG' 'sip-files00110.tif'
6e3979c9936e6040903743dc30401ef4
ebf7c0b8078b794d335f69cb8e8751383dce3375
describe
'1296' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAH' 'sip-files00110.txt'
c5af95443920bf32276b69d67f82ee60
eeb80ce4d24d912144a4feeb391a02f5e00f3b41
describe
'10022' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAI' 'sip-files00110thm.jpg'
1a974cd72bd9cc6f1803918b5c4891e3
5d392e730dfdcb90fd74b1dff2776c6b676c2418
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAJ' 'sip-files00111.jp2'
ec8514d0a4661cb60e0d3fa3507cc5bd
a7f02e48b713a8471bf46a4ca6ac0402e1e1a4d8
describe
'119867' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAK' 'sip-files00111.jpg'
1734118b1a4d99a37b51bea5f212575a
985c5fa11b9dea35b82438262931a00161266e1e
describe
'33641' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAL' 'sip-files00111.pro'
dbea356f721d742c517c5f4309466836
5a63dbee8722ca823fb94b0847cffc81836cd0e5
describe
'38363' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAM' 'sip-files00111.QC.jpg'
948db8cb6be6098ea852219a27dc2fee
2edb9e74f5b5b640de497b4b840894fbec8e4a23
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAN' 'sip-files00111.tif'
0750025f486755dd5f4602e22809a22b
ba1a5cc7669990ad9f776c1057fe3fdbd0bfbb8d
describe
'1327' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAO' 'sip-files00111.txt'
1b6acf6d05dfae14fcd5ee0546e0dc0a
8cb75f33e6c18146882526f5a1a9fdd051192bf9
describe
'10207' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAP' 'sip-files00111thm.jpg'
6048315b7ea253b21c36eba3f9e7dcfc
c20f6b465e23ebcffa58d545c8fc19492cd21566
'2011-11-14T19:16:50-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAQ' 'sip-files00112.jp2'
07f99b08fb3f915b60a0e6897b895afe
ceef45c29010b5b4463e453d97f6799fefdc5f50
describe
'110788' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAR' 'sip-files00112.jpg'
c1ed57792979a1f122bbb7ee6ad37704
0847c1213f1788cf7f95e54803722cfb7aee2386
describe
'31288' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAS' 'sip-files00112.pro'
a96131766d2dc6f1b2a2a7925ffca376
c90a1a5837c5ca5e809c3f6292fbe3637517341f
describe
'33519' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAT' 'sip-files00112.QC.jpg'
220737331f31a65cdf31714849c05943
4b91ee47bfc2dff2a18e3b4a068ebaeccef4efcf
'2011-11-14T19:19:12-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAU' 'sip-files00112.tif'
41e20f91539b117ba3f154929644f7bb
60ebc2e4a533d523a2fd78a4dbb693ccf2f607aa
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAV' 'sip-files00112.txt'
44d880eecf96a6d1d966acf6a4c1cdcf
9aed3204093ae16b1ce5663e73a1eb1c270da806
'2011-11-14T19:17:52-05:00'
describe
'8982' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAW' 'sip-files00112thm.jpg'
005fd72fe99fdc450718775b91102239
d979af2da60fc6feb45820cca88ea51144919b9c
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAX' 'sip-files00113.jp2'
4ef5fe34d81363be608adb306d51b32f
dc1fdd1a671962897986882f65d8d2aba66d4fba
describe
'113232' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAY' 'sip-files00113.jpg'
717d080a310fcda6cc04abf4557afd84
767aa58c10077f860145f2f32f0dff1418b99162
describe
'31336' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRAZ' 'sip-files00113.pro'
95fc50dd57b0c942c2e5fea32c8104aa
5a0a2964ebbc185f8d09766b2a2e525f0392c42e
describe
'35686' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBA' 'sip-files00113.QC.jpg'
485648715083f38a3267727b340c38c8
7ae343bf84fc0a8cb482ec7190e963f90d126f0a
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBB' 'sip-files00113.tif'
2cb409669b2aa6653497f79aa99c9692
77b46bd5ae235cc0f767a7bee26b0b97205f4598
describe
'1255' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBC' 'sip-files00113.txt'
eba13d5545ecb6655575c510120d47cd
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describe
'9336' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBD' 'sip-files00113thm.jpg'
920802c24a8efac87232f8a4bc4eea89
02a782a5ad8c3c732afc08eaeeb44f85f46df2eb
'2011-11-14T19:17:15-05:00'
describe
'342283' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBE' 'sip-files00114.jp2'
d316e730b68e861ffedd86688d515525
db374810294a71c47ac3bdd13c523a7c817708e6
describe
'105416' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBF' 'sip-files00114.jpg'
ecdcc200329828b9c0bc73846b6b6900
06d5433aaa72d38f17b54355f71ebd19ca3df253
describe
'29605' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBG' 'sip-files00114.pro'
def38f49a9ae2cd70fdd487836646753
f44d9aeb0785c7a484c65dab6e745f7f00d11986
describe
'32201' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBH' 'sip-files00114.QC.jpg'
a41057041f63e32977e1a412450afa3e
4510e0cda20bee3ead7253cf61587d34a643996f
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBI' 'sip-files00114.tif'
46508a2134de8de2846b879e25c39439
f6967fff3488484939d6f84a04bc82f0a8f1f2df
'2011-11-14T19:14:01-05:00'
describe
'1193' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBJ' 'sip-files00114.txt'
51a3e7245123fe50173846e490f29c86
7df50a9b9ef47f5b2aeb2af9c1b027c1d5ded904
describe
'9279' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBK' 'sip-files00114thm.jpg'
80624e83b8c197c6df43aff958450b53
b738d47f1d20c9b2ee8c11b32c8ce960068bdb4c
'2011-11-14T19:16:38-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBL' 'sip-files00115.jp2'
b83e018dacc1e8c24dab8066a960270c
4165076b7b3379adc703d7a461948698afe6d448
describe
'112432' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBM' 'sip-files00115.jpg'
ba662111fbb6c04a554ed26fdefb7d9c
7ee47408f9d55c2a9ec49b881df065d614395df6
describe
'32303' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBN' 'sip-files00115.pro'
b0534ecb22e4f7cc281e8af9206b86a8
4c14425d433a16dcb9928719e6e901e44f955baa
describe
'36542' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBO' 'sip-files00115.QC.jpg'
a1e16cfa510dbcb75dbae23a2e8b71bb
8e251e334e6573615349d0162e9d9fa4849139d9
'2011-11-14T19:13:31-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBP' 'sip-files00115.tif'
5635cf35135a3ed3cf045d117f89496c
af86fe3e3d805d52bd78c55c0b3d736fad4817aa
describe
'1275' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBQ' 'sip-files00115.txt'
74bb57c61f89f5cfba8d65fc727ca457
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describe
'9700' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBR' 'sip-files00115thm.jpg'
569bcf0719221f1f9e8afe51edffe47f
3a9ef0ec8cee585b5a6212764f1cde36b3a348c0
describe
'342234' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBS' 'sip-files00116.jp2'
178ca7691ccc8b1356d86b7e948903ee
c87434e3b23265a9c76f75a1e896d871c2df6f27
'2011-11-14T19:19:25-05:00'
describe
'107842' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBT' 'sip-files00116.jpg'
288fd5886839b1464d00d02bef6f060d
af4f6935d3980638dc489523517156e9a3315675
'2011-11-14T19:18:17-05:00'
describe
'30622' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBU' 'sip-files00116.pro'
189967b73101dd8dadbcd092ea5e4738
2fb59ed5fadd46cc4c142df446fd97bb56687863
describe
'33676' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBV' 'sip-files00116.QC.jpg'
6db5498e99d6cd39d0cac5475c0b7243
fd40df514bd0f11c78e72705fd3a118f453957fb
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBW' 'sip-files00116.tif'
211bf88140c45ab1f098d1e17fa825dd
ef19ee4c1377e713bb8bed8f7a12a2a10635c9d0
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBX' 'sip-files00116.txt'
0e1d2f9589043d9e9155f21ba791d626
92501c1276b4a17110e4e685b07a924bfaefabf9
describe
'9357' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBY' 'sip-files00116thm.jpg'
cede4073469270126771601e174db1df
4a0756c743be4bf92af632b659f9d9c641ed8f3e
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRBZ' 'sip-files00117.jp2'
84008342559892207fa4bdbb0e22c188
90cbe18d5ff9cae95076adc0bbfbbbf284e27eb4
describe
'113286' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCA' 'sip-files00117.jpg'
3ff9ed6b3225e9f8d00f6edbe22d6bb1
36772a46ce3c4a91ac27f4af4ae28069800b285b
describe
'31523' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCB' 'sip-files00117.pro'
2aee5873979babbd05b52d4dc6f8897a
3f5e999e19600ef421847423f5a53f0a91b31bab
describe
'35794' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCC' 'sip-files00117.QC.jpg'
a7a04231e2fc6e7cbd7543318686f78a
cf49085c831b22bca9e265b782d33d6668b263d2
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCD' 'sip-files00117.tif'
1dff63222bc0b0931acac204553dc4c1
84ff60c1c0e4daaf628a622fba31ca768c52446b
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCE' 'sip-files00117.txt'
3c40a3d5820dea949a531b695f4a74a2
8621bee2efa9d06c2a1991456b49bc9d00c35876
'2011-11-14T19:20:29-05:00'
describe
'9389' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCF' 'sip-files00117thm.jpg'
d5b9d2f0fb0b979aebbb13f8a6ded0c6
1f6d06c79385a90148d566add0bb2f796f729077
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCG' 'sip-files00118.jp2'
614f36367c94489869b2f0b095a17b52
b1195bfe11833b4f4a9ae8dce1e09eef24e89bce
describe
'101551' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCH' 'sip-files00118.jpg'
e9ec54a7f1df78e686f22ddd6977994a
4b9038d6d39ff746eafb83ed481d4f7477c147eb
'2011-11-14T19:18:43-05:00'
describe
'28246' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCI' 'sip-files00118.pro'
7452ca47e04b449342f4582d3d25874c
a7930724ec3aeb342595bfc2ca09e93d2eaecd8f
describe
'31224' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCJ' 'sip-files00118.QC.jpg'
9d8eda6f44892fe11598079e68f3e07f
2c587970f618b3d6bef22e13d93d988f9996875a
'2011-11-14T19:14:15-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCK' 'sip-files00118.tif'
fc373244dc6d64443ac74dd7343a44a0
edac0011120e6b28814e70bfdbf2dad077484ec0
'2011-11-14T19:13:36-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCL' 'sip-files00118.txt'
8ff006b7b9b62630fb75fc62826b7c7d
5e9b75e7ea589849fe69f34f4fae3bde0688f5f2
'2011-11-14T19:13:30-05:00'
describe
'8930' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCM' 'sip-files00118thm.jpg'
1c6d663acc4084f22dea8400a904f5bf
bba0988b0923d584ede50f6e1dede99d265b83bb
'2011-11-14T19:21:28-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCN' 'sip-files00119.jp2'
f36242d5f239b76ad9d18657eb7f924c
893847d87d3e3cfcbbf7223fd5fcd6b2513a63e1
describe
'119040' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCO' 'sip-files00119.jpg'
c1aec916ee74e6ababb6e9a32377c24a
e214e66e4ac8df275498af6316893762d58377f5
'2011-11-14T19:19:36-05:00'
describe
'32264' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCP' 'sip-files00119.pro'
e2e9ed4b23f48a36b050813185271c23
366486dbe6ae871299bb33bff23ff487fbc5b9c0
describe
'37172' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCQ' 'sip-files00119.QC.jpg'
dd126c227dc0ffdfcc0f22cdf539eeae
5061f540bc2d3ae15973897d92f4fc3c0a72bab3
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCR' 'sip-files00119.tif'
c06eaa950fcec9e12c0e385e5b21df55
2af38a228f2cf0de540292375a0a83e9ba63cae2
'2011-11-14T19:15:52-05:00'
describe
'1274' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCS' 'sip-files00119.txt'
f34010fd92a3b1a98a37ec7a468ea0f9
b2ce2bbb3f39ade9de061bec3f221fa8f23619b5
describe
'9848' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCT' 'sip-files00119thm.jpg'
3be0ccd4282ee2c04e15f43321de99b5
61860d11b7cb145eefb14b71a49820a84f1ef81b
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCU' 'sip-files00120.jp2'
b96ad68b4932119199cfd21e9a6d6ee6
31bff9e1aa4a8bf53c79c14ad784df4795d9ec6f
describe
'120273' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCV' 'sip-files00120.jpg'
e2b35471a9b73621803ad4ccb2e7ba37
0d11495b4d4b3f2e2ec645f38b24de9a99afb86d
describe
'33205' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCW' 'sip-files00120.pro'
9d58d3fa32a96fe721de29f4d36816b6
6d5bf4034e7a7df80a98679d6e73184a4614a927
'2011-11-14T19:16:19-05:00'
describe
'37521' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCX' 'sip-files00120.QC.jpg'
3d16430184b2dbe70bac04e40ff0a4ba
e9caca727a7b0fa177b6c2878ca8f1363cead149
'2011-11-14T19:19:08-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCY' 'sip-files00120.tif'
28222bb21c46000dea2b7866465c45d4
6d28251e790b21e3d39dbfdf0f4d7f4edb5fc12e
describe
'1306' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRCZ' 'sip-files00120.txt'
9f7f1b0178c8dbe9efa5bab9a4ba0d03
5b73899a517e0ddf2174cd7d57740182bfbaaa3b
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDA' 'sip-files00120thm.jpg'
a811ce8fa8536d3900336c7b4a7c822f
8ba7f818be38f3e74db21de9af4b4866bd89237c
describe
'342295' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDB' 'sip-files00121.jp2'
47508a9c90079ad96b6e2e3df82647ec
b6782dcd6091c6dabcb293c90d4bf4e6c9730d3d
describe
'121717' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDC' 'sip-files00121.jpg'
e2a7d5e4ec49111d28a2c2612592acc0
55367cb21feb7f1b46a4f4420b87e95d06dd1551
describe
'33317' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDD' 'sip-files00121.pro'
380b1fccb8d02a945015492486de0625
e388e15301594c85ec51e73cead4de70b8b76b60
'2011-11-14T19:20:25-05:00'
describe
'38495' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDE' 'sip-files00121.QC.jpg'
298659769ab25432e51da3abf1e95106
b4e67e4e8b83613a4cfdbdb6c38b9e8b85d30394
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDF' 'sip-files00121.tif'
ba68e4e07f442ee285ea7bec59525d8b
ec33a75330179a119275fe0ea46bbe26cf55bff1
'2011-11-14T19:16:41-05:00'
describe
'1360' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDG' 'sip-files00121.txt'
029143216a0997bf0d10f57d456fb8ef
3f74db349e825d165cb829053ae83c79612b679d
describe
'10015' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDH' 'sip-files00121thm.jpg'
a9d59f5e46b6e929e029d8a1123e9930
fa24cb204bcb832b52f58123325f31804bd620f4
describe
'342165' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDI' 'sip-files00122.jp2'
66f650939f79e0a1f644fffac589e910
7dfb43a8a482826d4c7833808032c241bdb53caf
describe
'108821' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDJ' 'sip-files00122.jpg'
2c728a6c46ccdc087e3c6b5a0584bfc0
cddc379ca366b70bf7bab9ac724b07d53feefdd6
describe
'29667' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDK' 'sip-files00122.pro'
4d06cf309daeec4fc9f44f7252237eaa
4caf052fd01edb4ca1156ed07f015ff3931222df
describe
'32625' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDL' 'sip-files00122.QC.jpg'
e08086cdd786e66b63eeb49615d97b9b
7ad0bc0e87a151782e8272c3e48e112e314e284f
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDM' 'sip-files00122.tif'
16dc1b8df1f766cd2db0a71de1b46272
3d7879b345a1fa7e22ec1ad4f5ffb25de3af726f
describe
'1198' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDN' 'sip-files00122.txt'
5a35f90a10012fe807e260a8f36c9f94
ffecf0a041e57672b7cabcffbf58b7db3cfd5b57
describe
'9003' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDO' 'sip-files00122thm.jpg'
edc1454e460d401ce09ddaf3c3e98bc5
b4de9fa32562eb4f9109ff998563a48b4b3e6e1c
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDP' 'sip-files00123.jp2'
e6fe1c2bdbb52b255825a772fac8249d
5660404c7cb9bd19b686b15f45e8488bd0564792
describe
'116254' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDQ' 'sip-files00123.jpg'
063a773fcbc5dba1b65484be01cd4b23
ce0e04da0c21c5223d1285e8032e901c47961f75
describe
'31930' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDR' 'sip-files00123.pro'
0d8c3768337b486b48d02b73d1e0c658
02058a085129e5fe3b0361dffacaf929b59fb927
describe
'36132' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDS' 'sip-files00123.QC.jpg'
f201b8e376b36ee4747fc3af551556ac
9215e45b0d2521d63af3f2df528dfea70e93fed3
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDT' 'sip-files00123.tif'
4c6d026e2b0770312e331d7c1a011400
f4ad110e863606460dbf63e6cac2bb640377b705
'2011-11-14T19:17:58-05:00'
describe
'1267' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDU' 'sip-files00123.txt'
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8c6015bbc54712d9311cbbd7dd7e357fd9f7401c
describe
'9716' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDV' 'sip-files00123thm.jpg'
9bd886d66bbe6290a6c95df933b416ff
48be0afac03f5b77303e32bd3f65930c45f568cc
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDW' 'sip-files00124.jp2'
83a6415d74f06677aa06f344a24ee688
7fa5be02973f41b4148084edfd797f9e8424c280
'2011-11-14T19:14:48-05:00'
describe
'112826' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDX' 'sip-files00124.jpg'
eb9dfd64eb8e9891d13c53d3cf9ee669
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describe
'31586' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDY' 'sip-files00124.pro'
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35895601ec44c39d55a7cef7362b3d1660571a2c
describe
'34905' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRDZ' 'sip-files00124.QC.jpg'
d8b8ff94d9a5790b0b91e65ae0500bfb
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABREA' 'sip-files00124.tif'
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7ba54f99ff2187b3585a84e0be7cccb2815ff54c
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABREB' 'sip-files00124.txt'
d326432dcc24efb9bbb97a94905b8031
fa646ab45155bc0bc396a14f4748c1e27d69e120
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABREC' 'sip-files00124thm.jpg'
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053d0b24e6e4fc28240d1e3e5acc9093d2a4e676
describe
'342289' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRED' 'sip-files00125.jp2'
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b3b29d86d33bcba4c4d9a7a10bacf2a6a60f564b
describe
'113274' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABREE' 'sip-files00125.jpg'
757a174192a9c848a8eefdc977e76c9a
c57d1f4294610149df29928f45073e77634c585e
describe
'30909' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABREF' 'sip-files00125.pro'
12221e92e01abfa7ea55974563ae51ae
6c3a88b468a4163e6ee9bdc8e2f3da3df422cb8e
'2011-11-14T19:21:31-05:00'
describe
'35601' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABREG' 'sip-files00125.QC.jpg'
6af6d66cdd56c9e942faaae5d701aeaf
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABREH' 'sip-files00125.tif'
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describe
'1251' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABREI' 'sip-files00125.txt'
0e2dc8d451637b240b07ca4de59c67b6
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describe
'9730' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABREJ' 'sip-files00125thm.jpg'
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95644a2c5fcaebc84946e1ab5dab74c12e4239ae
describe
'342240' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABREK' 'sip-files00126.jp2'
864179a795ce656e0faf6df57914b8c7
b9893991b7fa9f947e5610b5c9575b8b4c3e644d
'2011-11-14T19:15:59-05:00'
describe
'116957' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABREL' 'sip-files00126.jpg'
4c07df014b8c7b0a52f131f2de43026f
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describe
'29982' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABREM' 'sip-files00126.pro'
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describe
'35824' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABREN' 'sip-files00126.QC.jpg'
d5789a7b383b6a0810a17f3fdc3b06fb
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABREO' 'sip-files00126.tif'
54909eebbbd80d77b8cb185fdd71b7c3
114eb233cedfa1210f202a10fb04657e8c119c98
'2011-11-14T19:15:32-05:00'
describe
'1206' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABREP' 'sip-files00126.txt'
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describe
'9531' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABREQ' 'sip-files00126thm.jpg'
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describe
'342286' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRER' 'sip-files00127.jp2'
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describe
'121382' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRES' 'sip-files00127.jpg'
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describe
'32641' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRET' 'sip-files00127.pro'
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describe
'37085' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABREU' 'sip-files00127.QC.jpg'
2ea01c7b34c602c87dbc9acb8963ccae
cd33af587bcc96073a4140ea7498876ed4de5e8f
'2011-11-14T19:20:59-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABREV' 'sip-files00127.tif'
43306ab03c7027b32300c1bdf493d8a4
65caefd17edca074c940da960bf48ac47b44115f
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABREW' 'sip-files00127.txt'
8a509bc775603933b10e0b69af852360
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describe
'9632' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABREX' 'sip-files00127thm.jpg'
0bfd05ea0e00c60922ea748416f0d39d
e767eabdc927d4ad2f18f09e7556f57aaa6e2636
'2011-11-14T19:15:47-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABREY' 'sip-files00128.jp2'
610db2916164f9ade173514fd7bf0669
9a2cc8b3d47b9c09856032488597c659e0bacef6
describe
'104189' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABREZ' 'sip-files00128.jpg'
85e63dbdb840e9cb338e40c18c28b741
d8ecaf127eb34183261f5fc7226b3af76a890fa4
describe
'30493' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFA' 'sip-files00128.pro'
1cf8eb19fcec612f511bb5b1bc3067cc
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describe
'33854' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFB' 'sip-files00128.QC.jpg'
dcef3982e19bcf60d260d881c7f5b004
c0f7c94f4bdfc4e1946887dbb3f5b1608cb8e938
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFC' 'sip-files00128.tif'
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describe
'1224' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFD' 'sip-files00128.txt'
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2e788f54b7ce9a6b70023d58dc579a82262660c7
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFE' 'sip-files00128thm.jpg'
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63bd2bb70af7d1f5dfd717d78f38cab14deff2da
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFF' 'sip-files00129.jp2'
222289050ac2b0f6d86864b0213101b1
cfd259a11b77773d6f32eae66dda20d7a624a7c8
describe
'115399' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFG' 'sip-files00129.jpg'
561267ac9c9199b5bf227d643306d9cd
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describe
'34120' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFH' 'sip-files00129.pro'
2ff07cabbdc6a82a397cc7eb60010846
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describe
'38018' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFI' 'sip-files00129.QC.jpg'
8219caf689cc72080f4d040ac8b148fd
387da668a37e836089a9796ba8a73f882cdcbbb6
'2011-11-14T19:19:32-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFJ' 'sip-files00129.tif'
2ede6b84187cc2406faafd534771055e
abae25c4eb7c8d2de9d76c0e12cdc36f5a747cc2
'2011-11-14T19:15:28-05:00'
describe
'1343' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFK' 'sip-files00129.txt'
71157452c9374e5f90f72704fb2523dd
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describe
'9642' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFL' 'sip-files00129thm.jpg'
526a572bfe2ef80936af726f141792f2
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'2011-11-14T19:16:44-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFM' 'sip-files00130.jp2'
5a0f19cea9b3bc960dcfcd401c125f31
26af106d2f591dd6554dd09adcb30ba7275402df
describe
'101803' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFN' 'sip-files00130.jpg'
c24654c9215d2276a65627687acc8552
8c64c15defec1b917d061040e31502892cc5abe5
describe
'29603' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFO' 'sip-files00130.pro'
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d31095be117122cceaa333cee7916252863e2a92
describe
'33003' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFP' 'sip-files00130.QC.jpg'
56d8893a7c21d2faaad889de26c50cf8
5e169dea6022094b6332fe83dce914c776608500
'2011-11-14T19:19:24-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFQ' 'sip-files00130.tif'
b9124c722f6909303f3ff07f2cbf1c25
6041438f7f2c915af94335d8c2bda19f3a09006d
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFR' 'sip-files00130.txt'
5b7d71cb0d9fcec73a619ec402475682
0b1990fc6a3712cb928edbf6daac0e764fc196e5
describe
'9438' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFS' 'sip-files00130thm.jpg'
0de8744648a88e9788b983757f58a1d6
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describe
'342265' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFT' 'sip-files00131.jp2'
da005b3ebbf8eef3a6b54dff38e74e99
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describe
'108396' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFU' 'sip-files00131.jpg'
19176fd22fd1d045b49ae70761144d4f
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describe
'31126' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFV' 'sip-files00131.pro'
5ce3ebf77b442e94cbb8fb0f18e69ad8
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describe
'34979' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFW' 'sip-files00131.QC.jpg'
ddadb7cba01388081c7aea7f6cc4e102
0b8050c4241a4aaab4d46f1552cc515327c12d0a
'2011-11-14T19:15:35-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFX' 'sip-files00131.tif'
2eb247414787f30e8b80febf327ff79e
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describe
'1232' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFY' 'sip-files00131.txt'
8e17509513cfd1215ac27ddcb10bf6a7
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describe
'9186' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRFZ' 'sip-files00131thm.jpg'
ffa41ae117dec095a1feb0a007430ef9
3f1501573317c32409abac8593e614163f2edf92
describe
'342256' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGA' 'sip-files00132.jp2'
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describe
'113430' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGB' 'sip-files00132.jpg'
da3d30ee3ff0d8983955ec3dc653646f
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describe
'33105' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGC' 'sip-files00132.pro'
0657276b99909a1736105d0edc44a2e5
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describe
'36982' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGD' 'sip-files00132.QC.jpg'
5a8589723a41977eb6a84bed91f4bc8c
96f7c1ed9c5f6021175c57dd9a073e657af79e2a
'2011-11-14T19:14:52-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGE' 'sip-files00132.tif'
d673809a46cbe6bf72eec318bba7eba7
c7a9688034069b0e85e7a41adb41ea806629d784
'2011-11-14T19:16:23-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGF' 'sip-files00132.txt'
e95b6198ac59b320df4146bd85d887a2
2e22519ebe79188db94ecbbe6f52962c1da7229d
'2011-11-14T19:20:57-05:00'
describe
'9563' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGG' 'sip-files00132thm.jpg'
d927f881d4e9d74e4d437aa544c8f551
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGH' 'sip-files00133.jp2'
ef3d63bcea7960ee0883b88e71f37154
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describe
'113684' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGI' 'sip-files00133.jpg'
7d90c9e075b1d1fb1fd8efd86fbdc53d
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describe
'33179' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGJ' 'sip-files00133.pro'
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describe
'36657' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGK' 'sip-files00133.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGL' 'sip-files00133.tif'
6c0119f48f93772abfcdc6f2d18b108f
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGM' 'sip-files00133.txt'
323b671d602e5f385b80ad370118cbc6
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describe
'9424' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGN' 'sip-files00133thm.jpg'
6b1e1a6444b48c448b6d326d2c1fbb12
bcaa84b39786d5f14e7d2b757355d67ee8694f26
'2011-11-14T19:18:40-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGO' 'sip-files00134.jp2'
c9ed40652f1620f704a3b991938bd010
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describe
'110271' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGP' 'sip-files00134.jpg'
e45955d61ce1fa19de335bc766a51db9
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describe
'31540' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGQ' 'sip-files00134.pro'
9a2cec140085b45a89275d9e836854ae
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describe
'34552' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGR' 'sip-files00134.QC.jpg'
de5fcbdb00879f4dbc671062f0d61e9f
2ac47b378513b516f9bf66680c6b1608158d6dd5
'2011-11-14T19:16:06-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGS' 'sip-files00134.tif'
f656980c51441e0169c74a159384b41f
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describe
'1257' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGT' 'sip-files00134.txt'
fa47e84c4efd3690e252d6b3960ee53e
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describe
'9264' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGU' 'sip-files00134thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGV' 'sip-files00135.jp2'
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describe
'118588' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGW' 'sip-files00135.jpg'
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describe
'34493' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGX' 'sip-files00135.pro'
5f2bc0462d89903b8b3f6fb65c828280
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describe
'38153' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGY' 'sip-files00135.QC.jpg'
e32b5f25fa4a68de68114144df6b7d1e
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRGZ' 'sip-files00135.tif'
77048e8742cca77626aae9b44a652838
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHA' 'sip-files00135.txt'
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describe
'9792' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHB' 'sip-files00135thm.jpg'
bb3f1ed4d6b78ed6c318d5b2e82ec689
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHC' 'sip-files00136.jp2'
5980d18e843a8d58ce244c000283ed49
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describe
'94420' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHD' 'sip-files00136.jpg'
8241740a8e7bcbe1abfbea0e073d5f63
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describe
'25191' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHE' 'sip-files00136.pro'
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describe
'30307' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHF' 'sip-files00136.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHG' 'sip-files00136.tif'
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describe
'1013' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHH' 'sip-files00136.txt'
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describe
'8150' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHI' 'sip-files00136thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHJ' 'sip-files00137.jp2'
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18a2d600ff979fdc0bce8cf2f5e04a1806f66a5d
'2011-11-14T19:19:58-05:00'
describe
'86261' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHK' 'sip-files00137.jpg'
6fb252699f5521e3c39db9a084afb1c1
43aeb5ecfe58ad722e994eafe56a90974ad31d36
'2011-11-14T19:17:28-05:00'
describe
'22114' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHL' 'sip-files00137.pro'
1cb28224ec689e967c233508088ecb4c
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describe
'27154' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHM' 'sip-files00137.QC.jpg'
b61502d293f3c5dee2e4acc2bdd4bd5c
1a7f6a981f2505277faeb34a2697300f306e9411
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHN' 'sip-files00137.tif'
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describe
'972' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHO' 'sip-files00137.txt'
b2a81c1060d7c0bd0cfdff164d0a0211
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describe
'7287' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHP' 'sip-files00137thm.jpg'
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be301bd728f8e0f0be76b4d96f3364c0e73dd4d2
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHQ' 'sip-files00138.jp2'
635e64a9c5b39082e8f9aae839f5bf01
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describe
'112977' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHR' 'sip-files00138.jpg'
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describe
'32838' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHS' 'sip-files00138.pro'
3e0ec61bc52ad4de75ee079e7ded9b09
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describe
'36387' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHT' 'sip-files00138.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHU' 'sip-files00138.tif'
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describe
'1292' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHV' 'sip-files00138.txt'
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describe
'9567' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHW' 'sip-files00138thm.jpg'
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describe
'342180' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHX' 'sip-files00140.jp2'
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describe
'148609' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHY' 'sip-files00140.jpg'
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describe
'1828' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRHZ' 'sip-files00140.pro'
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describe
'34237' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRIA' 'sip-files00140.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRIB' 'sip-files00140.tif'
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describe
'93' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRIC' 'sip-files00140.txt'
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describe
'8826' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRID' 'sip-files00140thm.jpg'
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describe
'342118' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRIE' 'sip-files00141.jp2'
a2a968ed485032bf9615468d930b63b8
7702461f5e36f32ea15f4ef04a719323a430a189
'2011-11-14T19:19:40-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRIF' 'sip-files00141.jpg'
f60a9ec7b79ba2478482057b1274fac3
57bf4a4b8f1253b516e4e2854fae267314bf6191
'2011-11-14T19:19:10-05:00'
describe
'31854' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRIG' 'sip-files00141.pro'
a4da9573a47fe937bccb5db436a4bb88
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describe
'35173' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRIH' 'sip-files00141.QC.jpg'
edfe443fdcfaede49a81ca60b183ef7f
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRII' 'sip-files00141.tif'
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describe
'1262' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRIJ' 'sip-files00141.txt'
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describe
'9161' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRIK' 'sip-files00141thm.jpg'
06c225e55b4ce420ba8584adbabd9aff
01ea27236a12dcb4804db57f0f8b532108047bc3
'2011-11-14T19:13:40-05:00'
describe
'339721' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRIL' 'sip-files00142.jp2'
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describe
'104267' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRIM' 'sip-files00142.jpg'
c82d00bdfc11a20930dc5c3ee2f962cb
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describe
'29471' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRIN' 'sip-files00142.pro'
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describe
'33213' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRIO' 'sip-files00142.QC.jpg'
c471fcc4256c1f0cd90e7ed669aca47b
1807ac15ada022f13ebb385c70e1006d9a5b35f3
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRIP' 'sip-files00142.tif'
88254dbc14dca3b8c0f65e3748815ee5
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRIQ' 'sip-files00142.txt'
825aff9d2919b68dc82245108c81fc83
caba7c95511ade54ed07872d3e9421943d50e263
'2011-11-14T19:15:39-05:00'
describe
'9117' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRIR' 'sip-files00142thm.jpg'
399ff50dfd2fccc430bd291564a469d7
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRIS' 'sip-files00143.jp2'
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0cf48f6d35d280ee5eded3ac91055cfc06e644db
describe
'102677' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRIT' 'sip-files00143.jpg'
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describe
'27723' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRIU' 'sip-files00143.pro'
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describe
'33194' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRIV' 'sip-files00143.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRIW' 'sip-files00143.tif'
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describe
'1151' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRIX' 'sip-files00143.txt'
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describe
'8765' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRIY' 'sip-files00143thm.jpg'
56f7721b883509f6c004cabaf781ca81
ec5ec09b078cea19bb3214409d217b6dfc3f8acd
'2011-11-14T19:18:47-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRIZ' 'sip-files00144.jp2'
c2ccb867b9d90cdecb46f3ab585c5216
a357342464a9d7015b74c9473562a748cb5557cc
'2011-11-14T19:13:44-05:00'
describe
'115380' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJA' 'sip-files00144.jpg'
b595970f48891d0bbc15938fbbcb6049
d8824a487a68eaeb8d5907b538e7a0383f27cecd
'2011-11-14T19:15:05-05:00'
describe
'32735' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJB' 'sip-files00144.pro'
2d7eb73f176bc9c5a376edb33055ad56
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describe
'36669' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJC' 'sip-files00144.QC.jpg'
c1651db3d9db2fb5327e71bb58f6ceb9
471f13388b8677370eb2e78865b4e264fdfae4e6
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJD' 'sip-files00144.tif'
64725647aabadc7efd554cacb6470af4
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJE' 'sip-files00144.txt'
ae36fefd6227e6802ea4ebcac9e2f2d3
8ef2d6c18e2d894a23dc43b138dd60e46eff6a25
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJF' 'sip-files00144thm.jpg'
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494108cee558494a3b1d3af6afaa6a8fb3f64e2c
'2011-11-14T19:21:14-05:00'
describe
'342246' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJG' 'sip-files00145.jp2'
a645cb2ffb1523457b9f161d73fef1c2
5d625115233487acf1baf66d323ad07f97ec076e
'2011-11-14T19:16:32-05:00'
describe
'110095' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJH' 'sip-files00145.jpg'
ec13f3ad08d0f98ed50c4b1b1a9264b4
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describe
'30733' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJI' 'sip-files00145.pro'
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36825b026035f2aa41052dd2889a86bbcbb1a8f5
describe
'35719' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJJ' 'sip-files00145.QC.jpg'
d871893cbdf3eb184ef765db3bade573
f39783e6d693da95220d8c8c7eace567d9ef2f4e
'2011-11-14T19:13:38-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJK' 'sip-files00145.tif'
7832f7ecd31fa35f12403e800c3c7919
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'2011-11-14T19:15:33-05:00'
describe
'1222' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJL' 'sip-files00145.txt'
acd920ced086e6cbe908aca3155d758a
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describe
'9394' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJM' 'sip-files00145thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJN' 'sip-files00146.jp2'
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describe
'103117' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJO' 'sip-files00146.jpg'
bed8c69be8570beb6ae51effba9dce23
a39f0e6df2601dd8fa26fc5c876b526619f345fd
'2011-11-14T19:19:29-05:00'
describe
'28992' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJP' 'sip-files00146.pro'
b0fd6ad6e25a49f6a7367e7bddc7a51b
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describe
'33504' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJQ' 'sip-files00146.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJR' 'sip-files00146.tif'
88541890ae8f11fd51e9454edbb8950c
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describe
'1165' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJS' 'sip-files00146.txt'
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describe
'9227' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJT' 'sip-files00146thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJU' 'sip-files00147.jp2'
707002aaf1194a54b596881d0c247df6
621c8f47ccdf647373b72e1fe4dd6a0debaa221d
'2011-11-14T19:18:50-05:00'
describe
'106982' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJV' 'sip-files00147.jpg'
0755c7a77088c036f779273888f99f16
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describe
'29841' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJW' 'sip-files00147.pro'
e32831d626c576a080b7a1316ff3217c
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describe
'33452' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJX' 'sip-files00147.QC.jpg'
9802ecd1837eeb71231f0593892c75cc
134b67d7d01ca61089f2b333886ee87411a44a7b
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJY' 'sip-files00147.tif'
97721fea5f20e8c6f83445a0bcf7bab6
9d3bdb3330178c14b79efb7a92cc1563ad9340ac
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRJZ' 'sip-files00147.txt'
fb2f67cc1ba54e28a9fd0e3f1b61b716
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describe
'9346' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKA' 'sip-files00147thm.jpg'
30d4f50ab31b3598590744a47cc7f50d
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKB' 'sip-files00148.jp2'
c45b8d24105f1eb7ca1fc85a5eacbc85
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describe
'115994' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKC' 'sip-files00148.jpg'
d8b0b0637ce0729c098823ac221ebd31
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describe
'32602' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKD' 'sip-files00148.pro'
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describe
'36747' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKE' 'sip-files00148.QC.jpg'
2b4a6632cc0ba4a065c6619be310646c
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKF' 'sip-files00148.tif'
fd84f8e6a60f32ba309e1fb83280ad2d
d8b75c57a77231e9a8f29d6fb45e76cbbdb58722
'2011-11-14T19:20:23-05:00'
describe
'1282' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKG' 'sip-files00148.txt'
63bc898a265d55489c8d4df4db6dbe9e
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describe
'9820' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKH' 'sip-files00148thm.jpg'
1f30b4f922fcc56d23088c4f2fed6ce1
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKI' 'sip-files00149.jp2'
65a5de0e1af1face18bea3c4b7a812cc
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describe
'115608' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKJ' 'sip-files00149.jpg'
86b83a1cc2c4037deb9599c4d7aa83ae
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describe
'32646' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKK' 'sip-files00149.pro'
dd838a01d7d82fc9cbc0d4c2de34af96
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describe
'36430' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKL' 'sip-files00149.QC.jpg'
c1f7e948da04af6d2478f2fbb38081f1
fe04ba558b12d4afa7a368b5b0c395917b004900
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKM' 'sip-files00149.tif'
1a2ef68935c2730cf9a631467dec10f0
a01fa5c917580549fdbc968f3696234dce149b03
'2011-11-14T19:20:18-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKN' 'sip-files00149.txt'
111747ea9a9f86eea5856fdb90df28a9
a05198c58c30196847b432da613f58053b3b8413
describe
'9525' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKO' 'sip-files00149thm.jpg'
3d76a05833cc8e0534a315c521f96c76
2d29c35409eb4bc4614144b7b6d8880f19244565
'2011-11-14T19:20:10-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKP' 'sip-files00150.jp2'
1c3a47bbe8c03dfa35e70f80f5103f89
538af67cd7d83ecea28b50932f64b795d8655758
describe
'114683' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKQ' 'sip-files00150.jpg'
ab27d7763dcd36be3d0a5cf9a9f11a46
7ac461c782d8b6550aaabd86222c1cd9502f6b17
describe
'31267' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKR' 'sip-files00150.pro'
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a2e203824b4589da15cd30fe90afe01154ac56ed
describe
'36527' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKS' 'sip-files00150.QC.jpg'
fd1ff4015fd09d78d224c4dec4dd7cd2
270e465cc6eebe30156877a7010ca2029dab8664
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKT' 'sip-files00150.tif'
9449babac14d9fff2b2dda7fe8e937fd
84d70a6b6d46ee8f0a98869f5c5435278fe243d7
describe
'1260' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKU' 'sip-files00150.txt'
f96d0f5d81d950694b8d6a59a22d3e96
12e7b20868dc8fce98b1bcf2514afae68fb3db48
describe
'9998' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKV' 'sip-files00150thm.jpg'
5519e7fa9dce518394f265a2d44dc6e0
095d16d3c757d831e5b069ce9ee57b4ff8113472
'2011-11-14T19:14:44-05:00'
describe
'342262' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKW' 'sip-files00151.jp2'
3c1c9ebff5267d49ad5bcf0b73656566
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describe
'108891' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKX' 'sip-files00151.jpg'
0d745ad3a6f5ab19071d6286b99638ca
b1fb931aaa79fc990c8be5c81e64e0888dafa3b7
describe
'30957' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKY' 'sip-files00151.pro'
5d76a7929b2deb8a39eaa202882ae58f
a82c16602572d99a1fde7801c5e8aa4d38511882
describe
'35117' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRKZ' 'sip-files00151.QC.jpg'
2b240a1c17857aa35a7565fb7e07d2af
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLA' 'sip-files00151.tif'
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0cf4ee8fa68dc026ab400d80d8e72ba04482b2c1
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLB' 'sip-files00151.txt'
0f8b52cc2e08fe4ea38428b30fe9193c
abe17ac88d65bf235a4be6e11c32bf94c28703ef
describe
'9627' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLC' 'sip-files00151thm.jpg'
7d242f6f13da55feb82b687c56b7705b
10d3134ab4d02f9fceb62624fa0b5e239dcbe7ad
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLD' 'sip-files00152.jp2'
a343db1d14b629b9f46ee12eb79f19ac
041fb37c46e4b2f8f20fd2583550f44f88b03f83
describe
'112454' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLE' 'sip-files00152.jpg'
a7e776b6db3eb8f83b57fb04eb5c457b
2b5fae019be1cb534475d5ad6b8ced9f33f983cf
describe
'30399' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLF' 'sip-files00152.pro'
f8dd92aca42280430733204abd2d24dc
1ed467f389c4a2f9b24d478b9f67e503098a62ef
describe
'36235' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLG' 'sip-files00152.QC.jpg'
776c502df6d0a06e07cbb49233fa2b5d
514da9147301c27f239ae6ac22a7dfb1199edfd3
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLH' 'sip-files00152.tif'
2313298150709acf34d4564ac8d1c86e
957d0377f951b0bf2d0c2d3217b9edf120bf64e3
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLI' 'sip-files00152.txt'
a678770b61c8d6c931bec90b16a44ca0
9c78f9d96775bebe52f82d44cae3aaa4ce615a07
'2011-11-14T19:19:54-05:00'
describe
'9575' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLJ' 'sip-files00152thm.jpg'
7cab014203f32af7afe8e8e0ae9ebc6e
e1e9049e763afb8dce2be5527ae3512f2ab588af
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLK' 'sip-files00153.jp2'
0b1e9c7f0539e412adf938d7daa71c35
3bada43aba0c22dd52d3b44c2db611b93fd1edae
describe
'104864' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLL' 'sip-files00153.jpg'
baf1b953d1c79fb8a8dedf2f9c165c14
d0dec72a3274be88c979038c8e78340d00f23287
describe
'29343' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLM' 'sip-files00153.pro'
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c4d571ac5655129b2114eb38c6f496aa37a0612e
describe
'34715' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLN' 'sip-files00153.QC.jpg'
bc2d3193bc35a2dde68ff140f614e3c0
41b806cde646e6c3082c86ec383da313f54c2c9c
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLO' 'sip-files00153.tif'
a68b946aaaa7ea55800e95b477c930f4
c1df24de502272066539bbd707385a7d6ee5955d
describe
'1176' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLP' 'sip-files00153.txt'
6a75b2dd97d9698a8013221a951e2f9d
4436faf0a3aa17de47cbba49fa99af5835320583
'2011-11-14T19:19:33-05:00'
describe
'9599' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLQ' 'sip-files00153thm.jpg'
dd5af591b8aba1255df721e5975a20d8
1fbb1a74bdb66f0fdd4daf193983f868fbc39f8c
describe
'342249' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLR' 'sip-files00154.jp2'
db6dfce65a502620357a65912ff43cf5
72e6aa3675af8cd7285aeb66580a97abaf90bc27
describe
'119893' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLS' 'sip-files00154.jpg'
36eb915bbc5f19f04e0f58c4c5f3de07
32299d3199fd2419c343e9bb40de179acf23dff8
describe
'34832' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLT' 'sip-files00154.pro'
4771382337b53a320c4fe7b3323de096
71744b8bdee74c62fdd28e2f71ecb656a3ab0d9f
describe
'39148' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLU' 'sip-files00154.QC.jpg'
850cbdfb9601ea698d6a4b553b73f8db
a7aecc1603cee04823e06220c7dc01d6d66c511c
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLV' 'sip-files00154.tif'
a1c8264c90fc350603a803199b82b4da
f055cf1dbaacdaf2238d8feee46ffcfacfb36c79
'2011-11-14T19:18:39-05:00'
describe
'1365' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLW' 'sip-files00154.txt'
d0ad693a96302702b69017da1e5cc396
256e76a538ebe50324d7c882f08775f2e3cdbae6
describe
'10609' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLX' 'sip-files00154thm.jpg'
bccbff8edcfdabfc7aa4fb51844af086
a6dabeb69033687a058697c2999570dc372f00c4
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLY' 'sip-files00155.jp2'
934abd227d7da0ecb3962d8de0927376
f75ecb7039b4b10f1ff9005b8e3af9896731560f
describe
'105640' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRLZ' 'sip-files00155.jpg'
94c73af18eb84bb457a7f96b316813c9
b2732acc3b0f6da13ccd3c07f9aef2d6dcec1d72
'2011-11-14T19:16:08-05:00'
describe
'28974' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRMA' 'sip-files00155.pro'
d973e1f1b1c35161587cad7f8f8dc903
1d4340b7ecb7d8dab80fe706056bc1e520b6998a
describe
'34360' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRMB' 'sip-files00155.QC.jpg'
9a6d542c6a6ee669d8fb6a332eee8e18
e14c5fc1416a59a2a056ed7235c6ef6965259576
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRMC' 'sip-files00155.tif'
7102efc0476903cc9ead0c44ce843608
eb36f997e963394e6beb56466394652c5138b5f7
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRMD' 'sip-files00155.txt'
58155461909d6ea0b241c4d3d3977d44
fce5f782b4fccfe551d143dabae16e8690c27a92
describe
'9258' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRME' 'sip-files00155thm.jpg'
96e76edcac4c57ef5874d4e94f5027c3
595d51f18a392c1b45cd8de5002065ee35828db2
describe
'342281' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRMF' 'sip-files00156.jp2'
b830a84365ac51ee890031db612c6720
d30cc1b6a9a192237a1cd1a6b4f3ab5943cecbc2
describe
'106248' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRMG' 'sip-files00156.jpg'
1d92fe9c0193c222388a85fc5f216460
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describe
'30296' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRMH' 'sip-files00156.pro'
055f569bd11ad2e71bc60841a2d7fc10
b0010c1ce61dc879d9dc8fc5f4425f5fe59e11c1
describe
'34594' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRMI' 'sip-files00156.QC.jpg'
1e0dc4ed33c1456539a22ee8d21f9d6e
be811aca10f988caac81784e30fb5fcd062fe332
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRMJ' 'sip-files00156.tif'
2ec2f6f15297169793905a87317e28a3
cebf8f3ee9cb462d614cd089bea1bbfd24063fae
describe
'1214' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRMK' 'sip-files00156.txt'
8a26eb461fc64c4e697df2462fb96559
3d1df3fbef8bb279bd2f627cb1f756236dde1752
describe
'9589' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRML' 'sip-files00156thm.jpg'
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dcce9bff6f502ec8389cee1810ad1bc2d5efbcd2
describe
'342267' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRMM' 'sip-files00157.jp2'
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describe
'104019' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRMN' 'sip-files00157.jpg'
a5970fc2b36f617905010e0fdcdeee5e
de21f1b499c7a54f62beab1f7e10c72b62f61813
describe
'29714' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRMO' 'sip-files00157.pro'
29f15a4b38c306be6f2d10daa81f13f9
258274fa2a03c3f1446a41662cd9d85bb106bfe7
describe
'34036' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRMP' 'sip-files00157.QC.jpg'
e2cdc0bd3b0209f75b8dee768591bf87
8a7d10737872dddc6708e276de0d86ccb2888c6e
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRMQ' 'sip-files00157.tif'
752892e6435dc444c3c11a55095486c0
106d32f311b6ea79c6c439631d6545c87e5ca5ed
'2011-11-14T19:17:25-05:00'
describe
'1204' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRMR' 'sip-files00157.txt'
345049aee77021b69d0b8e7fdf381c41
211b0d5d0bb8cad052dabb4f73ea43df2bfa5863
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRMS' 'sip-files00157thm.jpg'
2e3967439aca8c622aa13c59c1873d52
39ade375ca68c3d43b1772bd0b2d77fb79783a05
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRMT' 'sip-files00158.jp2'
8c201045252a6ab06c88847041a62755
53c2642eb4612fd246f425cb8bfff6353b75256f
describe
'101771' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRMU' 'sip-files00158.jpg'
00794f05ca82efbe9c7eed77696bad63
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describe
'28519' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRMV' 'sip-files00158.pro'
e14d324d3470e02afedb5209562a83d1
2d67f9c7a27038bbfcf4504738199500aaf0cccb
describe
'32966' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRMW' 'sip-files00158.QC.jpg'
88e24870900edc506f04b8f0f36db1cd
50342d7e03157c54015829b1b2c1513aaa4540ad
'2011-11-14T19:21:33-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRMX' 'sip-files00158.tif'
7bcad7ba227989b8e4b4e49d932dd8f9
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describe
'1179' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRMY' 'sip-files00158.txt'
9e61f619117aa94ad03e1a2b13f49418
864e962b2c49ea4ab4af96b2f7d4f7d8585d63ba
describe
'8973' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRMZ' 'sip-files00158thm.jpg'
c1ac62ab626da508a5f17a3f0fbb5c80
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRNA' 'sip-files00159.jp2'
a164eea55ca46106bcd71cf5762a1cf9
bb3d1e0bc521d627aa3e9ac97a54a362a5c70de5
describe
'116819' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRNB' 'sip-files00159.jpg'
c93c689f9a62711aecba53802b9ed41d
4d4c6c5c4c78d8b59ea352dc8eca24e7e1183255
describe
'34022' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRNC' 'sip-files00159.pro'
8d3e55b793637e3e4a4410b91e6d682b
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describe
'38583' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRND' 'sip-files00159.QC.jpg'
3e946ee5a8d9dcb8c80eb213f9dd190f
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRNE' 'sip-files00159.tif'
371234a44673bb6c7d6692c30d4a3574
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describe
'1341' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRNF' 'sip-files00159.txt'
36b1659107972f903fdcc50485deb95f
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describe
'9822' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRNG' 'sip-files00159thm.jpg'
5a35945d4d6b6345d3c6dbc68ee28895
1e74e83e548d54eb2084199ef1c7a3d5b7866e30
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRNH' 'sip-files00160.jp2'
e2364196755bbed0901e6e7105499fa4
cdd2890c9b6bf1d44cd3577c55e9024fb2470155
describe
'115923' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRNI' 'sip-files00160.jpg'
9ac24d43cb4abbba06b982e739d96771
9e3d2f0aff01a1d8c65b9b564e88250ced7c4f07
'2011-11-14T19:15:49-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRNJ' 'sip-files00160.pro'
6c97ab19cd73fc0142d7bc3b07d7e745
041180cd2e4bd996bbc8fd592b4ef1b6de7c88f6
describe
'37007' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRNK' 'sip-files00160.QC.jpg'
960d25b8c76d996c65aa33c7a8ad2031
273ea7a26f0246c5ebccc977c99484d13abfc877
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRNL' 'sip-files00160.tif'
695725838900bf746da0a25176f0c7e5
155247357c71af53c279ec49c635a7606702c0a7
describe
'1318' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRNM' 'sip-files00160.txt'
e9f3be18fd5f175fa7ca779f71406e53
1acfb98c5725416cdc688ada2f34083e14d9eb93
'2011-11-14T19:17:20-05:00'
describe
'9754' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRNN' 'sip-files00160thm.jpg'
a13f51f054724745a9a1b46a437b320d
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRNO' 'sip-files00161.jp2'
22f5d9f40870e4adf66c9ba50da94018
aab8052aaab325b21c5756130496260d788a1ec1
describe
'110170' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRNP' 'sip-files00161.jpg'
14eb66da49376b56f02fded7574028ed
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describe
'31819' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRNQ' 'sip-files00161.pro'
5b64237a27bc50755c63c32100e534cd
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describe
'34916' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRNR' 'sip-files00161.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRNS' 'sip-files00161.tif'
6c4f85b01220d2cd070a7b54f13f629f
2a31931c35ac7cffc4167ee61c014dd2e5363997
describe
'1266' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRNT' 'sip-files00161.txt'
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describe
'9238' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRNU' 'sip-files00161thm.jpg'
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58536da69c3ae58191fa113138d009058b97ff50
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRNV' 'sip-files00162.jp2'
9090c7a1b3b47e5350dcaca410bdb22a
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describe
'115635' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRNW' 'sip-files00162.jpg'
86a19f1235010ddc237917335c8454c2
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describe
'32930' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRNX' 'sip-files00162.pro'
f89055901e267794abf053797091d594
dcb77e041b00089f3767f56b6588afb1b7549fc7
describe
'37800' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRNY' 'sip-files00162.QC.jpg'
96f95e4a993c5e8b98fdacbfa8e6907b
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRNZ' 'sip-files00162.tif'
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5697919c01727c6b9ae6916f97a8dacbdfbf9e07
describe
'1311' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABROA' 'sip-files00162.txt'
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cb8237143d815dc1decec45eaa47375611b0e3b4
describe
'10062' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABROB' 'sip-files00162thm.jpg'
07023c2719b865a2b2df59c0552a642c
1c0c5de554af8e2942416e92b2a3e2c59fa05f63
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABROC' 'sip-files00163.jp2'
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b4cc494a79e90bf174fc0b72e566d454f82e91b7
describe
'118552' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABROD' 'sip-files00163.jpg'
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8f998f7d08f19e77508c78fd1a2a7ad0f37c02c1
describe
'33973' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABROE' 'sip-files00163.pro'
d5b2eaee4fc60d05f74dcafd0ca1fcfe
b727379064dabf935f5cfab138af449c7400f198
describe
'38578' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABROF' 'sip-files00163.QC.jpg'
61e368c0e99a6163e42c3d7f14cdfa7b
99c48f66afe88e63cfadeab737581f335678bc51
'2011-11-14T19:17:22-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABROG' 'sip-files00163.tif'
956475ac3611c67b8d6d270fb9a113e2
f82074503a6b011de101f954d3f64dd2718f7bdb
describe
'1336' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABROH' 'sip-files00163.txt'
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describe
'9788' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABROI' 'sip-files00163thm.jpg'
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84a2617249102203b9937c2427d6084331bf9538
'2011-11-14T19:14:36-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABROJ' 'sip-files00164.jp2'
906de6e9d9e5ea46e43087d59e214523
2833aa91bf1863eb584c4f56af4bd3ec0ea62a9c
describe
'114844' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABROK' 'sip-files00164.jpg'
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b9291dab4f9c98d53c39d5378d8d8ff60421a3aa
describe
'33005' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABROL' 'sip-files00164.pro'
d7719787a741f4e2001d2cc8cd15700b
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describe
'37217' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABROM' 'sip-files00164.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRON' 'sip-files00164.tif'
deb7a92695df6b8573b91505c143253e
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABROO' 'sip-files00164.txt'
5ede394672363b72fa58d4dc870d6aac
a66e05f2150d2bec07ae3f334095360ac2ded856
'2011-11-14T19:13:08-05:00'
describe
'9740' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABROP' 'sip-files00164thm.jpg'
a289ee6f03a32cb5d7fc0f5e783989e1
ac2b71bc71adee0f2ef74ae37961bd176ee4a662
'2011-11-14T19:19:18-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABROQ' 'sip-files00165.jp2'
6bbb03c6fe9d6b44b60161c124f2af31
1edc8d88284e299bf51b911fe1cb61e14183b7de
describe
'112146' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABROR' 'sip-files00165.jpg'
3884f9dd10985f769b672a92dfdbd1ab
d11252439760990e15e5768a6316013eed0e9edf
describe
'32092' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABROS' 'sip-files00165.pro'
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cfeacee20fc3ca5bf1725459dbc0c8523d3af17e
describe
'36574' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABROT' 'sip-files00165.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABROU' 'sip-files00165.tif'
e1400cc430725dc374a8e80e4f800dc5
d99124d8b602920affc231bff14339173a47955e
describe
'1272' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABROV' 'sip-files00165.txt'
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describe
'9739' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABROW' 'sip-files00165thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABROX' 'sip-files00166.jp2'
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describe
'105399' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABROY' 'sip-files00166.jpg'
ef561d3f14060b43cb4d5aff90885b8a
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describe
'29837' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABROZ' 'sip-files00166.pro'
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describe
'33817' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPA' 'sip-files00166.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPB' 'sip-files00166.tif'
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b5d4d294c97f4a03aa3f4e1ba2a971896eaf3fcb
describe
'1197' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPC' 'sip-files00166.txt'
d72153b25b68b78e2d3bd2d4da61ff05
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describe
'9037' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPD' 'sip-files00166thm.jpg'
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describe
'342211' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPE' 'sip-files00167.jp2'
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describe
'111030' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPF' 'sip-files00167.jpg'
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describe
'31547' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPG' 'sip-files00167.pro'
9d31e62d73436a2477a1a483b52aff29
523e150d7ecfa4ffcd13136f6de1fd2fa5124682
'2011-11-14T19:15:27-05:00'
describe
'35680' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPH' 'sip-files00167.QC.jpg'
2357c0f112a5f6bb27e5d4e428e54555
d1ae75e4359da7a7efdff64b518c2abe3dae15d9
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPI' 'sip-files00167.tif'
67a64685de0108b14fd580f1ecd801ae
68e879d71c1a2bd05f3ee01060774c0a0f012460
'2011-11-14T19:20:14-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPJ' 'sip-files00167.txt'
e32c2d71a6a460ebdbbf5ad6e8a66ee8
eecb0acd79fe2205e4dc64d8c7bf922b9c1ea85c
'2011-11-14T19:16:43-05:00'
describe
'9388' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPK' 'sip-files00167thm.jpg'
e811e225a515dcd5d84e54fad26328f9
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describe
'342218' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPL' 'sip-files00168.jp2'
017a7fce522253419c36a1599ee614fb
d3b8c318e00d15b6ed5ae50b23230786ed218c49
describe
'108207' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPM' 'sip-files00168.jpg'
c33ca532322b0f0eaba25667fe960edd
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describe
'29088' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPN' 'sip-files00168.pro'
8e55337983772907e5643bf8d005d935
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describe
'34892' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPO' 'sip-files00168.QC.jpg'
a67a11027dc16c2d9c39037c74ea4535
6be7c1ab452ba7e28f343bb66f251b517385a1d2
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPP' 'sip-files00168.tif'
5798da96f347c3ac262f0071e7dda5ad
01e5b1be74f8b7a82816168f97fe9ce326e7a0a7
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPQ' 'sip-files00168.txt'
80334726cf5449ec257ff0f3a5ae39bb
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describe
'9341' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPR' 'sip-files00168thm.jpg'
5988f6cb3098af5fadda59bef0369d9f
ca302a3936a4d6ec59e88526731879c565dc8a31
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPS' 'sip-files00169.jp2'
982280ca23ed321e4dfd7802c7ac6bf3
05f79fe35746c9a8b0c5b64a3fb28f58718f3872
describe
'117809' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPT' 'sip-files00169.jpg'
b7ba7a892f1f341a4fb2ece2b022bbb0
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describe
'32899' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPU' 'sip-files00169.pro'
01a9b007eb02de2b9ee6a64bf0859156
09e4ed3a0b4e39954958494c902715448630dc93
describe
'36965' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPV' 'sip-files00169.QC.jpg'
49705ab46dee2f397a802b2afe8f2d86
397531cb98d61c51e92a55c11aba96e7c31f3883
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPW' 'sip-files00169.tif'
f0cedf24811b344efc708a2fd58d1c2a
ea9c38927391a7cf19bf534fdc7140cd64fc84ca
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPX' 'sip-files00169.txt'
2d734d171de6069a126bd64fedb66196
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describe
'9442' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPY' 'sip-files00169thm.jpg'
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describe
'342226' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRPZ' 'sip-files00170.jp2'
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describe
'114360' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQA' 'sip-files00170.jpg'
6002da49b4cce75db0d4ede3a3fd026e
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describe
'32571' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQB' 'sip-files00170.pro'
a6045da0dcc51a3c84c2f372b6f3b6fb
19e62da2e4893b1a7eccc5d87a3d47292daafd59
describe
'36526' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQC' 'sip-files00170.QC.jpg'
9ab1efc869b858dddeefb61acf7d68c3
8ad180bfd7721d94683d8a4a4346ec54b7cd6cac
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQD' 'sip-files00170.tif'
7ed7e8ad6b4e0ab0c63034c329c17e27
000a3ab0dee9720db8b2fa8b51cc20f63f45b4e7
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQE' 'sip-files00170.txt'
92d7eedafb5a51c6d71a92fb63fd28c4
7cc32ef7aeb121770577cb8e4917e104b62722e4
describe
'9750' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQF' 'sip-files00170thm.jpg'
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describe
'342251' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQG' 'sip-files00171.jp2'
8a1dc675fdaba750de869cf96f60156a
e98bd19aac50b30dad731874077b75614b4b9524
describe
'108988' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQH' 'sip-files00171.jpg'
1d9ac627a31ca5987559dc8c15ff5761
f72253e742a42d80a4f5a3100d0e94bf0c1fb8db
'2011-11-14T19:17:17-05:00'
describe
'30913' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQI' 'sip-files00171.pro'
59520a45e0bb2fbfcf4416c5ea406804
dbe33598a26e1d2ac82e09734b2e27ace4c2efbd
describe
'33960' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQJ' 'sip-files00171.QC.jpg'
9d961b08e6d18e2a6868c36753d86307
0f1b0409d106cf976d68a1a59be1c2bc4a3b6085
'2011-11-14T19:13:21-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQK' 'sip-files00171.tif'
d3d856d720f585405ceb456cbc0513aa
cb56fdee33817593db3cbfffe35f6ecc5da5fe14
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQL' 'sip-files00171.txt'
48e1e473925a3bbb6dd558cdea78ed26
dc36d8e03ce58dcfc36093afaa46854ef41ebe88
describe
'9062' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQM' 'sip-files00171thm.jpg'
434f1eed7304fa7be6d684749f1c51ee
294cf0423c1f225a3538a142edaf7813cf332c0f
describe
'341958' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQN' 'sip-files00172.jp2'
134a0ba4236ca9b5cfceedd7b550b4e6
c4afb3e8c51d5fefab1843b55d75f0b49dcd0bf8
describe
'107115' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQO' 'sip-files00172.jpg'
235651329b30b6f0cbd042e9c45343e0
d1d3a222821f6e29cb44eadd078f29a78fc20d0c
describe
'29364' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQP' 'sip-files00172.pro'
5e6e0b926355c598e0936a150a87314e
ca1ff5c996ed16e947c387cc04b80b2b5790ae77
describe
'33537' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQQ' 'sip-files00172.QC.jpg'
d412152441a55f2292174d40f66df806
5d0d3d95737ffa69da34035498ff1f801160d3e3
'2011-11-14T19:20:47-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQR' 'sip-files00172.tif'
aff6cfcdb4e48063e067345c87708525
cedf0991f7184efdcbf78cd4138f60b8f4928c5e
describe
'1173' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQS' 'sip-files00172.txt'
b236bf8150dcad17560b0bfee91cb32c
6fa70d8424e63be08bfccd89afb49ded790ce2f9
describe
'8975' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQT' 'sip-files00172thm.jpg'
fd9252e76f4336ae3041421fee00effe
f3c7fce829f6b3ef7ef0d044639acb05d08e8bfc
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQU' 'sip-files00173.jp2'
b925eaccea8a715d514cdc14a7b28baa
5fb4211eac76ff043da1dba20614c5092a1d290d
describe
'112095' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQV' 'sip-files00173.jpg'
8e1a8ff375cb64a234e07c265575771d
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describe
'30196' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQW' 'sip-files00173.pro'
6fb1e451cbafbc7df6bdc3bc3354fec9
5d684bf683d5de6d043ee1cfb0fd397b2980ad2f
describe
'34676' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQX' 'sip-files00173.QC.jpg'
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68ae0fb202d7beee393f6f6fdea3b2b37251c691
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQY' 'sip-files00173.tif'
e26fcb5d23ae9ec067eaa3d8aeff48fa
26fa407058d287cb2908d903986bc2b76b7745c2
'2011-11-14T19:14:13-05:00'
describe
'1231' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRQZ' 'sip-files00173.txt'
9ecedd42e70ce9eb2efabcfb7832e3f2
de239e2504e45aad7d05552b5a3e2a2468a85959
describe
'9113' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRA' 'sip-files00173thm.jpg'
1dc63301639d422c910ed53e724eae5b
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRB' 'sip-files00174.jp2'
7b86c70d07e9bf3babac1e1f1fa1b962
7da333b6f926d4ed562d2003d489a5df6c040c22
describe
'112754' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRC' 'sip-files00174.jpg'
432148cc247a969ddc9458bcc9ef559a
2416ffe8f1a2ccf905a84d7170d91dae06980d5d
describe
'30297' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRD' 'sip-files00174.pro'
a9c501a2cc1f3ab5a6336b7408f9edb8
2f0bf937ee1d8594bdba1481b46b15f3817a6770
describe
'34614' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRE' 'sip-files00174.QC.jpg'
2175ddbca286f00e6fdc80ce8558bffc
ffa5b16c31c64176b157c2c114de05b81a928749
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRF' 'sip-files00174.tif'
76990a3b823dfd4bfdd8f03cb9d93ca4
478dcc7b0ff538bcd982df7a35187473e5b60f1c
'2011-11-14T19:15:55-05:00'
describe
'1225' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRG' 'sip-files00174.txt'
d677d2e6f530cf03441ae89e0f61c18e
18684c228537d9b78c337bfbc42484e6a1c8ec5f
describe
'9124' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRH' 'sip-files00174thm.jpg'
786700fd7109bc1416956b0f4a2d9cc7
2ba52b41ecca971764ed6f3388d209fc82a55b8e
describe
'342141' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRI' 'sip-files00175.jp2'
25d11de7717c1ffd86121cc05367e79e
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describe
'108753' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRJ' 'sip-files00175.jpg'
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describe
'28881' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRK' 'sip-files00175.pro'
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describe
'32962' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRL' 'sip-files00175.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRM' 'sip-files00175.tif'
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describe
'1171' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRN' 'sip-files00175.txt'
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describe
'8942' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRO' 'sip-files00175thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRP' 'sip-files00176.jp2'
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describe
'110359' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRQ' 'sip-files00176.jpg'
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describe
'28667' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRR' 'sip-files00176.pro'
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describe
'33182' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRS' 'sip-files00176.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRT' 'sip-files00176.tif'
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describe
'1145' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRU' 'sip-files00176.txt'
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describe
'8841' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRV' 'sip-files00176thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRW' 'sip-files00177.jp2'
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describe
'86307' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRX' 'sip-files00177.jpg'
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describe
'25768' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRY' 'sip-files00177.pro'
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describe
'28280' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRRZ' 'sip-files00177.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRSA' 'sip-files00177.tif'
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describe
'1028' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRSB' 'sip-files00177.txt'
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describe
'7391' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRSC' 'sip-files00177thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRSD' 'sip-files00178.jp2'
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describe
'93301' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRSE' 'sip-files00178.jpg'
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describe
'22589' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRSF' 'sip-files00178.pro'
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describe
'28231' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRSG' 'sip-files00178.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRSH' 'sip-files00178.tif'
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describe
'932' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRSI' 'sip-files00178.txt'
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describe
'7259' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRSJ' 'sip-files00178thm.jpg'
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describe
'342228' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRSK' 'sip-files00179.jp2'
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describe
'120244' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRSL' 'sip-files00179.jpg'
c9e728eb41fc32a8cf09e39a1fd1bf3b
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describe
'32224' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRSM' 'sip-files00179.pro'
5f7d537e8b149ca1f0f92a4f119839c7
b26773c314d98f68f522353c3b9fb743c3c8ac43
'2011-11-14T19:14:23-05:00'
describe
'36871' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRSN' 'sip-files00179.QC.jpg'
67e50a586ee11dd0d2d6e74857f73494
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRSO' 'sip-files00179.tif'
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describe
'1287' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRSP' 'sip-files00179.txt'
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describe
'9753' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRSQ' 'sip-files00179thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRSR' 'sip-files00180.jp2'
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describe
'118920' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRSS' 'sip-files00180.jpg'
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describe
'31889' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRST' 'sip-files00180.pro'
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describe
'36801' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRSU' 'sip-files00180.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRSV' 'sip-files00180.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRSW' 'sip-files00180.txt'
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describe
'9666' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRSX' 'sip-files00180thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRSY' 'sip-files00181.jp2'
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describe
'115731' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRSZ' 'sip-files00181.jpg'
3a74432a2f5cf6b6c91c0a1ed56472a9
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describe
'31530' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTA' 'sip-files00181.pro'
7691e083087783d099c3395ea9258e6a
2599394aef3500c90fc7089716f494dc75163ea0
'2011-11-14T19:14:11-05:00'
describe
'34753' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTB' 'sip-files00181.QC.jpg'
22a92859ec3f145b33733cdf60b0f5f0
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTC' 'sip-files00181.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTD' 'sip-files00181.txt'
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describe
'9273' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTE' 'sip-files00181thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTF' 'sip-files00182.jp2'
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describe
'108676' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTG' 'sip-files00182.jpg'
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describe
'27692' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTH' 'sip-files00182.pro'
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describe
'32207' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTI' 'sip-files00182.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTJ' 'sip-files00182.tif'
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describe
'1166' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTK' 'sip-files00182.txt'
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describe
'8657' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTL' 'sip-files00182thm.jpg'
43506cb0c39eb3e229c7d6c3381a109e
12978c38901457cfbdbb0340803b85b6685be2ef
'2011-11-14T19:18:54-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTM' 'sip-files00183.jp2'
1dd17fd11bb760683d507529febd79d8
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describe
'121242' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTN' 'sip-files00183.jpg'
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describe
'32346' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTO' 'sip-files00183.pro'
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describe
'37410' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTP' 'sip-files00183.QC.jpg'
7899d5f4e4bb9bf1a8bef8d3a4fdd746
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTQ' 'sip-files00183.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTR' 'sip-files00183.txt'
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describe
'9540' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTS' 'sip-files00183thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTT' 'sip-files00184.jp2'
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describe
'125604' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTU' 'sip-files00184.jpg'
5c5a5888b34860fef8568add83de0efc
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describe
'33994' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTV' 'sip-files00184.pro'
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describe
'37840' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTW' 'sip-files00184.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTX' 'sip-files00184.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTY' 'sip-files00184.txt'
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describe
'9545' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRTZ' 'sip-files00184thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUA' 'sip-files00185.jp2'
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describe
'119317' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUB' 'sip-files00185.jpg'
5f489559a61dac4ff07be28ee47de56a
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describe
'30976' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUC' 'sip-files00185.pro'
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describe
'37271' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUD' 'sip-files00185.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUE' 'sip-files00185.tif'
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describe
'1244' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUF' 'sip-files00185.txt'
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describe
'9871' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUG' 'sip-files00185thm.jpg'
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describe
'341882' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUH' 'sip-files00186.jp2'
2be5f979cd5f55065eb01eb2c10fe567
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describe
'110407' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUI' 'sip-files00186.jpg'
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describe
'30253' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUJ' 'sip-files00186.pro'
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describe
'33211' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUK' 'sip-files00186.QC.jpg'
953a4c60c5c8b27ed239a9ca65303572
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUL' 'sip-files00186.tif'
4519374a3c000ea6fd3a32eb0509bcab
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUM' 'sip-files00186.txt'
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describe
'9066' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUN' 'sip-files00186thm.jpg'
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describe
'342221' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUO' 'sip-files00188.jp2'
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describe
'147778' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUP' 'sip-files00188.jpg'
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describe
'1042' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUQ' 'sip-files00188.pro'
effd6b1e00120e3e297bc44e4300475e
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describe
'32908' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUR' 'sip-files00188.QC.jpg'
6c49d0bc177040ca198de76d40e5e258
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUS' 'sip-files00188.tif'
d7fd5a27e26991b12dd2770cf8822651
5c26175faf54ccab2916fcd4f78ecd9600788df6
'2011-11-14T19:21:12-05:00'
describe
'176' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUT' 'sip-files00188.txt'
385e6f470cd16757d226901d1d0ada6a
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describe
'8291' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUU' 'sip-files00188thm.jpg'
01b53be62aa175c657137f9fea634fe5
20a088f8997ff548cf73d16f5d1b7dcd97036b9f
'2011-11-14T19:20:03-05:00'
describe
'342236' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUV' 'sip-files00189.jp2'
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describe
'120595' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUW' 'sip-files00189.jpg'
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describe
'31707' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUX' 'sip-files00189.pro'
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describe
'36802' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUY' 'sip-files00189.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRUZ' 'sip-files00189.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVA' 'sip-files00189.txt'
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describe
'9667' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVB' 'sip-files00189thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVC' 'sip-files00190.jp2'
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describe
'117653' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVD' 'sip-files00190.jpg'
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describe
'31848' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVE' 'sip-files00190.pro'
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describe
'36365' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVF' 'sip-files00190.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVG' 'sip-files00190.tif'
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describe
'1270' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVH' 'sip-files00190.txt'
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describe
'9727' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVI' 'sip-files00190thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVJ' 'sip-files00191.jp2'
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describe
'121647' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVK' 'sip-files00191.jpg'
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describe
'32099' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVL' 'sip-files00191.pro'
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describe
'37692' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVM' 'sip-files00191.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVN' 'sip-files00191.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVO' 'sip-files00191.txt'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVP' 'sip-files00191thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVQ' 'sip-files00192.jp2'
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describe
'114217' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVR' 'sip-files00192.jpg'
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describe
'30185' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVS' 'sip-files00192.pro'
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describe
'34293' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVT' 'sip-files00192.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVU' 'sip-files00192.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVV' 'sip-files00192.txt'
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describe
'8957' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVW' 'sip-files00192thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVX' 'sip-files00193.jp2'
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describe
'114820' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVY' 'sip-files00193.jpg'
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describe
'30252' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRVZ' 'sip-files00193.pro'
e6119e7f0efeb4ba50fda6f114419f11
8f2c85cb138de02e90afb4e67ad406b59ee67caa
'2011-11-14T19:18:07-05:00'
describe
'35419' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWA' 'sip-files00193.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWB' 'sip-files00193.tif'
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describe
'1217' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWC' 'sip-files00193.txt'
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describe
'9269' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWD' 'sip-files00193thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWE' 'sip-files00194.jp2'
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describe
'115166' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWF' 'sip-files00194.jpg'
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describe
'30235' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWG' 'sip-files00194.pro'
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describe
'36065' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWH' 'sip-files00194.QC.jpg'
e1c605a136874872aacf8219f472ab81
a64d175f8a9ca0236a4144be994f72e76f51af6f
'2011-11-14T19:13:17-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWI' 'sip-files00194.tif'
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describe
'1219' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWJ' 'sip-files00194.txt'
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describe
'9903' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWK' 'sip-files00194thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWL' 'sip-files00195.jp2'
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describe
'111968' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWM' 'sip-files00195.jpg'
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'2011-11-14T19:19:43-05:00'
describe
'29016' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWN' 'sip-files00195.pro'
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describe
'33924' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWO' 'sip-files00195.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWP' 'sip-files00195.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWQ' 'sip-files00195.txt'
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describe
'9353' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWR' 'sip-files00195thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWS' 'sip-files00196.jp2'
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describe
'123724' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWT' 'sip-files00196.jpg'
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describe
'33572' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWU' 'sip-files00196.pro'
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describe
'37870' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWV' 'sip-files00196.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWW' 'sip-files00196.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWX' 'sip-files00196.txt'
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describe
'9841' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWY' 'sip-files00196thm.jpg'
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describe
'342243' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRWZ' 'sip-files00197.jp2'
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describe
'117584' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXA' 'sip-files00197.jpg'
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describe
'30783' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXB' 'sip-files00197.pro'
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describe
'35321' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXC' 'sip-files00197.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXD' 'sip-files00197.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXE' 'sip-files00197.txt'
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describe
'9429' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXF' 'sip-files00197thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXG' 'sip-files00198.jp2'
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describe
'116295' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXH' 'sip-files00198.jpg'
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describe
'30869' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXI' 'sip-files00198.pro'
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describe
'36396' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXJ' 'sip-files00198.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXK' 'sip-files00198.tif'
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describe
'1223' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXL' 'sip-files00198.txt'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXM' 'sip-files00198thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXN' 'sip-files00199.jp2'
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describe
'115130' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXO' 'sip-files00199.jpg'
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describe
'30270' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXP' 'sip-files00199.pro'
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describe
'35394' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXQ' 'sip-files00199.QC.jpg'
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7e4ffc4b6d30f632469ef08981cbd95328d7779b
'2011-11-14T19:13:53-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXR' 'sip-files00199.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXS' 'sip-files00199.txt'
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describe
'9200' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXT' 'sip-files00199thm.jpg'
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describe
'342133' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXU' 'sip-files00200.jp2'
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describe
'126597' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXV' 'sip-files00200.jpg'
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describe
'33839' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXW' 'sip-files00200.pro'
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describe
'38227' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXX' 'sip-files00200.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXY' 'sip-files00200.tif'
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'2011-11-14T19:13:16-05:00'
describe
'1328' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRXZ' 'sip-files00200.txt'
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describe
'9847' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYA' 'sip-files00200thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYB' 'sip-files00201.jp2'
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describe
'124108' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYC' 'sip-files00201.jpg'
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describe
'33414' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYD' 'sip-files00201.pro'
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describe
'36984' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYE' 'sip-files00201.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYF' 'sip-files00201.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYG' 'sip-files00201.txt'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYH' 'sip-files00201thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYI' 'sip-files00202.jp2'
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describe
'120149' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYJ' 'sip-files00202.jpg'
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describe
'31025' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYK' 'sip-files00202.pro'
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describe
'36137' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYL' 'sip-files00202.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYM' 'sip-files00202.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYN' 'sip-files00202.txt'
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describe
'9838' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYO' 'sip-files00202thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYP' 'sip-files00203.jp2'
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describe
'97851' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYQ' 'sip-files00203.jpg'
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describe
'29042' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYR' 'sip-files00203.pro'
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describe
'34372' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYS' 'sip-files00203.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYT' 'sip-files00203.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYU' 'sip-files00203.txt'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYV' 'sip-files00203thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYW' 'sip-files00204.jp2'
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describe
'114685' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYX' 'sip-files00204.jpg'
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describe
'28407' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYY' 'sip-files00204.pro'
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describe
'34151' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRYZ' 'sip-files00204.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZA' 'sip-files00204.tif'
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describe
'1169' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZB' 'sip-files00204.txt'
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describe
'8873' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZC' 'sip-files00204thm.jpg'
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describe
'342090' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZD' 'sip-files00205.jp2'
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describe
'125314' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZE' 'sip-files00205.jpg'
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describe
'32070' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZF' 'sip-files00205.pro'
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describe
'38512' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZG' 'sip-files00205.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZH' 'sip-files00205.tif'
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describe
'1324' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZI' 'sip-files00205.txt'
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describe
'10219' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZJ' 'sip-files00205thm.jpg'
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602b0ec0555b6667c170e0db6bad77a40b13bc1d
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZK' 'sip-files00206.jp2'
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describe
'121141' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZL' 'sip-files00206.jpg'
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describe
'30282' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZM' 'sip-files00206.pro'
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describe
'35994' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZN' 'sip-files00206.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZO' 'sip-files00206.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZP' 'sip-files00206.txt'
affa9909aa0a70a3dcc5030e4c21a27d
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describe
'9582' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZQ' 'sip-files00206thm.jpg'
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describe
'342237' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZR' 'sip-files00207.jp2'
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describe
'117668' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZS' 'sip-files00207.jpg'
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describe
'30754' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZT' 'sip-files00207.pro'
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describe
'36237' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZU' 'sip-files00207.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZV' 'sip-files00207.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZW' 'sip-files00207.txt'
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describe
'9559' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZX' 'sip-files00207thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZY' 'sip-files00208.jp2'
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describe
'120772' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABRZZ' 'sip-files00208.jpg'
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describe
'29092' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAA' 'sip-files00208.pro'
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describe
'36575' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAB' 'sip-files00208.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAC' 'sip-files00208.tif'
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describe
'1221' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAD' 'sip-files00208.txt'
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describe
'9513' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAE' 'sip-files00208thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAF' 'sip-files00209.jp2'
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describe
'120508' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAG' 'sip-files00209.jpg'
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describe
'30787' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAH' 'sip-files00209.pro'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAI' 'sip-files00209.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAJ' 'sip-files00209.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAK' 'sip-files00209.txt'
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describe
'9216' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAL' 'sip-files00209thm.jpg'
1a2226e0d3d9ee7f2e62f4583c153d2f
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describe
'339072' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAM' 'sip-files00210.jp2'
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describe
'121247' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAN' 'sip-files00210.jpg'
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describe
'30354' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAO' 'sip-files00210.pro'
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describe
'36391' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAP' 'sip-files00210.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2729048' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAQ' 'sip-files00210.tif'
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describe
'1229' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAR' 'sip-files00210.txt'
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describe
'9616' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAS' 'sip-files00210thm.jpg'
d7b1e68b6965eda30cf5b57f2b8fae6f
0b001e34afd80e8bd17e1e5540b6808f0f79fc27
'2011-11-14T19:14:16-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAT' 'sip-files00211.jp2'
61a20d7ccda2af26b0128d7304a1a080
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describe
'116854' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAU' 'sip-files00211.jpg'
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describe
'29418' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAV' 'sip-files00211.pro'
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describe
'34736' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAW' 'sip-files00211.QC.jpg'
850c0e9319684edbaeaf24dfc2a25cc1
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAX' 'sip-files00211.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAY' 'sip-files00211.txt'
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describe
'9260' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSAZ' 'sip-files00211thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBA' 'sip-files00212.jp2'
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describe
'109645' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBB' 'sip-files00212.jpg'
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describe
'27596' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBC' 'sip-files00212.pro'
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describe
'32041' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBD' 'sip-files00212.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBE' 'sip-files00212.tif'
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describe
'1107' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBF' 'sip-files00212.txt'
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describe
'8707' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBG' 'sip-files00212thm.jpg'
af457f1e3a041a119c0a43600d62c50c
74126df16b9b5b6b54c1f7873a598bed4626cb69
'2011-11-14T19:21:06-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBH' 'sip-files00213.jp2'
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describe
'120986' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBI' 'sip-files00213.jpg'
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describe
'30805' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBJ' 'sip-files00213.pro'
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describe
'37094' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBK' 'sip-files00213.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBL' 'sip-files00213.tif'
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describe
'1234' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBM' 'sip-files00213.txt'
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describe
'9607' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBN' 'sip-files00213thm.jpg'
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describe
'342033' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBO' 'sip-files00214.jp2'
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describe
'126533' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBP' 'sip-files00214.jpg'
aa9a60bef5aae71d9fad44a840acd1ef
3c2e441d9ced113a14e2aad1880ed37b928ed7f5
'2011-11-14T19:17:10-05:00'
describe
'31771' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBQ' 'sip-files00214.pro'
015a80278843b621871de8f194c17f96
7eeced0c1f32b4ceb71268d27400e25308aee21e
'2011-11-14T19:19:04-05:00'
describe
'38016' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBR' 'sip-files00214.QC.jpg'
779d6625ef3482106d212bb0b0230ee1
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBS' 'sip-files00214.tif'
7edb82849cbb648c1b33df2cdf354932
744b3e97badf212b350c4806d080081e56944dca
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBT' 'sip-files00214.txt'
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describe
'9884' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBU' 'sip-files00214thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBV' 'sip-files00215.jp2'
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describe
'128099' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBW' 'sip-files00215.jpg'
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describe
'32827' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBX' 'sip-files00215.pro'
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describe
'38925' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBY' 'sip-files00215.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSBZ' 'sip-files00215.tif'
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describe
'1309' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCA' 'sip-files00215.txt'
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describe
'9951' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCB' 'sip-files00215thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCC' 'sip-files00216.jp2'
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describe
'114457' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCD' 'sip-files00216.jpg'
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describe
'33392' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCE' 'sip-files00216.pro'
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describe
'39568' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCF' 'sip-files00216.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCG' 'sip-files00216.tif'
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describe
'1330' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCH' 'sip-files00216.txt'
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describe
'10454' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCI' 'sip-files00216thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCJ' 'sip-files00217.jp2'
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describe
'124745' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCK' 'sip-files00217.jpg'
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describe
'32167' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCL' 'sip-files00217.pro'
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describe
'38269' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCM' 'sip-files00217.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCN' 'sip-files00217.tif'
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describe
'1278' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCO' 'sip-files00217.txt'
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describe
'9858' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCP' 'sip-files00217thm.jpg'
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describe
'342108' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCQ' 'sip-files00218.jp2'
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describe
'122763' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCR' 'sip-files00218.jpg'
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describe
'32128' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCS' 'sip-files00218.pro'
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describe
'36162' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCT' 'sip-files00218.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCU' 'sip-files00218.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCV' 'sip-files00218.txt'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCW' 'sip-files00218thm.jpg'
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describe
'342163' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCX' 'sip-files00219.jp2'
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describe
'122467' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCY' 'sip-files00219.jpg'
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describe
'29389' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSCZ' 'sip-files00219.pro'
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describe
'35512' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDA' 'sip-files00219.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDB' 'sip-files00219.tif'
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describe
'1184' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDC' 'sip-files00219.txt'
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describe
'9454' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDD' 'sip-files00219thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDE' 'sip-files00220.jp2'
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describe
'120173' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDF' 'sip-files00220.jpg'
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describe
'30696' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDG' 'sip-files00220.pro'
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describe
'36931' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDH' 'sip-files00220.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDI' 'sip-files00220.tif'
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describe
'1226' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDJ' 'sip-files00220.txt'
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describe
'9834' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDK' 'sip-files00220thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDL' 'sip-files00221.jp2'
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describe
'125521' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDM' 'sip-files00221.jpg'
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describe
'32344' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDN' 'sip-files00221.pro'
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describe
'37860' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDO' 'sip-files00221.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDP' 'sip-files00221.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDQ' 'sip-files00221.txt'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDR' 'sip-files00221thm.jpg'
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describe
'342250' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDS' 'sip-files00222.jp2'
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describe
'55661' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDT' 'sip-files00222.jpg'
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describe
'11369' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDU' 'sip-files00222.pro'
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describe
'15882' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDV' 'sip-files00222.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDW' 'sip-files00222.tif'
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describe
'474' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDX' 'sip-files00222.txt'
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describe
'4444' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDY' 'sip-files00222thm.jpg'
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describe
'342193' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSDZ' 'sip-files00223.jp2'
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describe
'90081' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSEA' 'sip-files00223.jpg'
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describe
'23667' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSEB' 'sip-files00223.pro'
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describe
'27855' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSEC' 'sip-files00223.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSED' 'sip-files00223.tif'
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describe
'956' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSEE' 'sip-files00223.txt'
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describe
'7430' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSEF' 'sip-files00223thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSEG' 'sip-files00224.jp2'
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describe
'113628' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSEH' 'sip-files00224.jpg'
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describe
'32858' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSEI' 'sip-files00224.pro'
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describe
'37102' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSEJ' 'sip-files00224.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSEK' 'sip-files00224.tif'
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describe
'1291' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSEL' 'sip-files00224.txt'
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describe
'9622' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSEM' 'sip-files00224thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSEN' 'sip-files00225.jp2'
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describe
'113815' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSEO' 'sip-files00225.jpg'
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describe
'32206' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSEP' 'sip-files00225.pro'
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describe
'36539' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSEQ' 'sip-files00225.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSER' 'sip-files00225.tif'
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describe
'1284' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSES' 'sip-files00225.txt'
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describe
'9990' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSET' 'sip-files00225thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSEU' 'sip-files00226.jp2'
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describe
'111417' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSEV' 'sip-files00226.jpg'
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describe
'30803' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSEW' 'sip-files00226.pro'
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describe
'36069' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSEX' 'sip-files00226.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSEY' 'sip-files00226.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSEZ' 'sip-files00226.txt'
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describe
'9809' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFA' 'sip-files00226thm.jpg'
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describe
'342214' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFB' 'sip-files00227.jp2'
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describe
'112870' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFC' 'sip-files00227.jpg'
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describe
'31690' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFD' 'sip-files00227.pro'
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describe
'36677' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFE' 'sip-files00227.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFF' 'sip-files00227.tif'
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describe
'1263' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFG' 'sip-files00227.txt'
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describe
'9284' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFH' 'sip-files00227thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFI' 'sip-files00228.jp2'
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describe
'103571' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFJ' 'sip-files00228.jpg'
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describe
'29487' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFK' 'sip-files00228.pro'
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describe
'33790' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFL' 'sip-files00228.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFM' 'sip-files00228.tif'
e7b74f7147d953ee174a7cfd2294c70a
8fa52443cbc2c959d4c04750de0f677dbf18111e
'2011-11-14T19:20:20-05:00'
describe
'1174' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFN' 'sip-files00228.txt'
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describe
'9015' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFO' 'sip-files00228thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFP' 'sip-files00229.jp2'
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describe
'108932' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFQ' 'sip-files00229.jpg'
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describe
'30795' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFR' 'sip-files00229.pro'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFS' 'sip-files00229.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFT' 'sip-files00229.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFU' 'sip-files00229.txt'
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describe
'9524' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFV' 'sip-files00229thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFW' 'sip-files00230.jp2'
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describe
'116634' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFX' 'sip-files00230.jpg'
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describe
'32844' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFY' 'sip-files00230.pro'
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describe
'36478' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSFZ' 'sip-files00230.QC.jpg'
dd37cf95bf37f0c9734eef1ab24a6d1b
63049eb5a7af94923c377cb685a8b4378b9f9f8e
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGA' 'sip-files00230.tif'
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describe
'1294' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGB' 'sip-files00230.txt'
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describe
'9870' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGC' 'sip-files00230thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGD' 'sip-files00231.jp2'
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describe
'110186' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGE' 'sip-files00231.jpg'
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describe
'30705' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGF' 'sip-files00231.pro'
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describe
'35105' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGG' 'sip-files00231.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGH' 'sip-files00231.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGI' 'sip-files00231.txt'
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describe
'9472' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGJ' 'sip-files00231thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGK' 'sip-files00232.jp2'
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describe
'95295' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGL' 'sip-files00232.jpg'
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describe
'25993' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGM' 'sip-files00232.pro'
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describe
'30016' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGN' 'sip-files00232.QC.jpg'
c3fe7631a100ceeb8fe5dec159b4281a
1e05a26d95b936f2e8754c13a63750bc740be6fd
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGO' 'sip-files00232.tif'
0293cba982ee049439cbb18420728df1
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describe
'1076' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGP' 'sip-files00232.txt'
c90614e67cd08f6516c1e2caf6ea2fab
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describe
'8642' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGQ' 'sip-files00232thm.jpg'
d2828ba0b7d252cb81906cb05bc74059
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGR' 'sip-files00233.jp2'
998ab1ee1fae64388bed5c9336bac6a2
1f77acd90ad52d0aa5d9c47b93c8c0dd3344153e
describe
'107743' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGS' 'sip-files00233.jpg'
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8f94701692ebbf171796b3d4dd3cea79f5d6e30f
describe
'30387' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGT' 'sip-files00233.pro'
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8a577c5cb90e195e576e2f716f0f84bcd79e36a4
describe
'34511' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGU' 'sip-files00233.QC.jpg'
5fa564eb45d70b1a7dbcc418e88f63a2
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGV' 'sip-files00233.tif'
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describe
'1215' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGW' 'sip-files00233.txt'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGX' 'sip-files00233thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGY' 'sip-files00234.jp2'
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describe
'116681' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSGZ' 'sip-files00234.jpg'
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describe
'31618' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHA' 'sip-files00234.pro'
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describe
'36061' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHB' 'sip-files00234.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHC' 'sip-files00234.tif'
c7856749ebe88bafcef8e193f6bf37fa
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHD' 'sip-files00234.txt'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHE' 'sip-files00234thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHF' 'sip-files00235.jp2'
1be682b775048223324a0afbaded6d6e
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describe
'113442' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHG' 'sip-files00235.jpg'
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describe
'30834' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHH' 'sip-files00235.pro'
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describe
'36362' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHI' 'sip-files00235.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHJ' 'sip-files00235.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHK' 'sip-files00235.txt'
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describe
'9861' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHL' 'sip-files00235thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHM' 'sip-files00236.jp2'
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describe
'114711' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHN' 'sip-files00236.jpg'
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describe
'30836' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHO' 'sip-files00236.pro'
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describe
'36674' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHP' 'sip-files00236.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHQ' 'sip-files00236.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHR' 'sip-files00236.txt'
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describe
'10021' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHS' 'sip-files00236thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHT' 'sip-files00237.jp2'
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describe
'115264' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHU' 'sip-files00237.jpg'
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describe
'31279' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHV' 'sip-files00237.pro'
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describe
'36836' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHW' 'sip-files00237.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHX' 'sip-files00237.tif'
754242b3abdd21127c138f5bb9941528
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHY' 'sip-files00237.txt'
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describe
'9704' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSHZ' 'sip-files00237thm.jpg'
763c9bd4d3a5741459df4024b7e7c4e8
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSIA' 'sip-files00238.jp2'
1d860bd611e18d0cd648088c0173bce2
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describe
'121371' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSIB' 'sip-files00238.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSIC' 'sip-files00238.pro'
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describe
'39486' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSID' 'sip-files00238.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSIE' 'sip-files00238.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSIF' 'sip-files00238.txt'
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describe
'10285' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSIG' 'sip-files00238thm.jpg'
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describe
'338842' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSIH' 'sip-files00239.jp2'
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describe
'150817' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSII' 'sip-files00239.jpg'
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describe
'2207' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSIJ' 'sip-files00239.pro'
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describe
'34449' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSIK' 'sip-files00239.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSIL' 'sip-files00239.tif'
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describe
'383' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSIM' 'sip-files00239.txt'
20731409a0c106fae563f908e0f48365
0693da44ecc151bae1de262e2390e163995c7ac5
'2011-11-14T19:20:40-05:00'
describe
Invalid character
'8896' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSIN' 'sip-files00239thm.jpg'
2095cf17c7a46832e50fa7066bb9eadf
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSIO' 'sip-files00241.jp2'
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describe
'70117' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSIP' 'sip-files00241.jpg'
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describe
'21311' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSIQ' 'sip-files00241.pro'
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describe
'22758' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSIR' 'sip-files00241.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSIS' 'sip-files00241.tif'
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describe
'866' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSIT' 'sip-files00241.txt'
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describe
'6223' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSIU' 'sip-files00241thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSIV' 'sip-files00242.jp2'
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describe
'90944' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSIW' 'sip-files00242.jpg'
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describe
'21494' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSIX' 'sip-files00242.pro'
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describe
'26347' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSIY' 'sip-files00242.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSIZ' 'sip-files00242.tif'
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describe
'870' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJA' 'sip-files00242.txt'
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'2011-11-14T19:20:13-05:00'
describe
'7313' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJB' 'sip-files00242thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJC' 'sip-files00243.jp2'
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describe
'110012' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJD' 'sip-files00243.jpg'
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describe
'32920' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJE' 'sip-files00243.pro'
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describe
'37540' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJF' 'sip-files00243.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJG' 'sip-files00243.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJH' 'sip-files00243.txt'
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describe
'10099' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJI' 'sip-files00243thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJJ' 'sip-files00244.jp2'
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describe
'118347' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJK' 'sip-files00244.jpg'
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describe
'31278' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJL' 'sip-files00244.pro'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJM' 'sip-files00244.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJN' 'sip-files00244.tif'
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describe
'1233' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJO' 'sip-files00244.txt'
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'2011-11-14T19:17:55-05:00'
describe
'9682' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJP' 'sip-files00244thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJQ' 'sip-files00245.jp2'
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describe
'159043' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJR' 'sip-files00245.jpg'
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describe
'1614' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJS' 'sip-files00245.pro'
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describe
'36842' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJT' 'sip-files00245.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJU' 'sip-files00245.tif'
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describe
'77' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJV' 'sip-files00245.txt'
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describe
'9505' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJW' 'sip-files00245thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJX' 'sip-files00247.jp2'
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describe
'123261' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJY' 'sip-files00247.jpg'
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describe
'32721' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSJZ' 'sip-files00247.pro'
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describe
'38406' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKA' 'sip-files00247.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKB' 'sip-files00247.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKC' 'sip-files00247.txt'
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describe
'10007' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKD' 'sip-files00247thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKE' 'sip-files00248.jp2'
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describe
'121884' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKF' 'sip-files00248.jpg'
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describe
'32065' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKG' 'sip-files00248.pro'
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describe
'37118' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKH' 'sip-files00248.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKI' 'sip-files00248.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKJ' 'sip-files00248.txt'
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describe
'10061' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKK' 'sip-files00248thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKL' 'sip-files00249.jp2'
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describe
'114592' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKM' 'sip-files00249.jpg'
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describe
'29373' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKN' 'sip-files00249.pro'
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describe
'35690' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKO' 'sip-files00249.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKP' 'sip-files00249.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKQ' 'sip-files00249.txt'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKR' 'sip-files00249thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKS' 'sip-files00250.jp2'
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describe
'120722' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKT' 'sip-files00250.jpg'
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describe
'32539' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKU' 'sip-files00250.pro'
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describe
'38792' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKV' 'sip-files00250.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKW' 'sip-files00250.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKX' 'sip-files00250.txt'
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describe
'9827' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKY' 'sip-files00250thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSKZ' 'sip-files00251.jp2'
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describe
'120190' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLA' 'sip-files00251.jpg'
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describe
'32113' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLB' 'sip-files00251.pro'
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describe
'38040' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLC' 'sip-files00251.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLD' 'sip-files00251.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLE' 'sip-files00251.txt'
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describe
'10449' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLF' 'sip-files00251thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLG' 'sip-files00252.jp2'
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describe
'126856' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLH' 'sip-files00252.jpg'
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describe
'33090' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLI' 'sip-files00252.pro'
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describe
'38832' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLJ' 'sip-files00252.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLK' 'sip-files00252.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLL' 'sip-files00252.txt'
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describe
'9843' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLM' 'sip-files00252thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLN' 'sip-files00253.jp2'
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describe
'122487' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLO' 'sip-files00253.jpg'
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describe
'32840' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLP' 'sip-files00253.pro'
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describe
'38398' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLQ' 'sip-files00253.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLR' 'sip-files00253.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLS' 'sip-files00253.txt'
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describe
'10114' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLT' 'sip-files00253thm.jpg'
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describe
'342253' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLU' 'sip-files00254.jp2'
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describe
'101792' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLV' 'sip-files00254.jpg'
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describe
'29926' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLW' 'sip-files00254.pro'
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describe
'34291' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLX' 'sip-files00254.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLY' 'sip-files00254.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSLZ' 'sip-files00254.txt'
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describe
'9509' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSMA' 'sip-files00254thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSMB' 'sip-files00255.jp2'
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describe
'110155' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSMC' 'sip-files00255.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSMD' 'sip-files00255.pro'
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describe
'36486' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSME' 'sip-files00255.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSMF' 'sip-files00255.tif'
ff015693b1140cf1bdf8b6084625c7d2
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSMG' 'sip-files00255.txt'
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describe
'9731' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSMH' 'sip-files00255thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSMI' 'sip-files00256.jp2'
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describe
'118362' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSMJ' 'sip-files00256.jpg'
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describe
'30561' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSMK' 'sip-files00256.pro'
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describe
'35714' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSML' 'sip-files00256.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSMM' 'sip-files00256.tif'
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describe
'1208' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSMN' 'sip-files00256.txt'
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describe
'9790' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSMO' 'sip-files00256thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSMP' 'sip-files00257.jp2'
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describe
'113383' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSMQ' 'sip-files00257.jpg'
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describe
'29466' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSMR' 'sip-files00257.pro'
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describe
'34595' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSMS' 'sip-files00257.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSMT' 'sip-files00257.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSMU' 'sip-files00257.txt'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSMV' 'sip-files00257thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSMW' 'sip-files00258.jp2'
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describe
'119033' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSMX' 'sip-files00258.jpg'
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describe
'32270' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSMY' 'sip-files00258.pro'
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describe
'36788' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSMZ' 'sip-files00258.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSNA' 'sip-files00258.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSNB' 'sip-files00258.txt'
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describe
'9432' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSNC' 'sip-files00258thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSND' 'sip-files00259.jp2'
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describe
'121824' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSNE' 'sip-files00259.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSNF' 'sip-files00259.pro'
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describe
'36977' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSNG' 'sip-files00259.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSNH' 'sip-files00259.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSNI' 'sip-files00259.txt'
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describe
'9579' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSNJ' 'sip-files00259thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSNK' 'sip-files00260.jp2'
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describe
'116668' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSNL' 'sip-files00260.jpg'
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describe
'31362' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSNM' 'sip-files00260.pro'
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describe
'36139' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSNN' 'sip-files00260.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSNO' 'sip-files00260.tif'
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describe
'1236' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSNP' 'sip-files00260.txt'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSNQ' 'sip-files00260thm.jpg'
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describe
'342080' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSNR' 'sip-files00261.jp2'
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describe
'52488' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSNS' 'sip-files00261.jpg'
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describe
'7921' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSNT' 'sip-files00261.pro'
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describe
'13293' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSNU' 'sip-files00261.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSNV' 'sip-files00261.tif'
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describe
'341' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSNW' 'sip-files00261.txt'
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describe
'3639' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSNX' 'sip-files00261thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSNY' 'sip-files00262.jp2'
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describe
'97457' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSNZ' 'sip-files00262.jpg'
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describe
'24455' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSOA' 'sip-files00262.pro'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSOB' 'sip-files00262.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSOC' 'sip-files00262.tif'
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describe
'976' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSOD' 'sip-files00262.txt'
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describe
'7802' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSOE' 'sip-files00262thm.jpg'
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describe
'342245' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSOF' 'sip-files00263.jp2'
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describe
'100645' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSOG' 'sip-files00263.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSOH' 'sip-files00263.pro'
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describe
'34107' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSOI' 'sip-files00263.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSOJ' 'sip-files00263.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSOK' 'sip-files00263.txt'
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describe
'9504' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSOL' 'sip-files00263thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSOM' 'sip-files00264.jp2'
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describe
'111363' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSON' 'sip-files00264.jpg'
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describe
'29357' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSOO' 'sip-files00264.pro'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSOP' 'sip-files00264.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSOQ' 'sip-files00264.tif'
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describe
'1170' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSOR' 'sip-files00264.txt'
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describe
'8870' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSOS' 'sip-files00264thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSOT' 'sip-files00265.jp2'
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describe
'113067' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSOU' 'sip-files00265.jpg'
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describe
'29645' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSOV' 'sip-files00265.pro'
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describe
'33383' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSOW' 'sip-files00265.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSOX' 'sip-files00265.tif'
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describe
'1191' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSOY' 'sip-files00265.txt'
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describe
'9197' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSOZ' 'sip-files00265thm.jpg'
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describe
'342196' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPA' 'sip-files00266.jp2'
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describe
'107630' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPB' 'sip-files00266.jpg'
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describe
'28559' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPC' 'sip-files00266.pro'
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describe
'32764' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPD' 'sip-files00266.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPE' 'sip-files00266.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPF' 'sip-files00266.txt'
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describe
'8976' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPG' 'sip-files00266thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPH' 'sip-files00267.jp2'
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describe
'115602' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPI' 'sip-files00267.jpg'
07f692fd3fd8da7840626b6d3b4d95fd
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'2011-11-14T19:15:30-05:00'
describe
'30220' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPJ' 'sip-files00267.pro'
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describe
'35348' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPK' 'sip-files00267.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPL' 'sip-files00267.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPM' 'sip-files00267.txt'
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describe
'9330' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPN' 'sip-files00267thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPO' 'sip-files00268.jp2'
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describe
'117219' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPP' 'sip-files00268.jpg'
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describe
'31684' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPQ' 'sip-files00268.pro'
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describe
'36242' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPR' 'sip-files00268.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPS' 'sip-files00268.tif'
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describe
'1259' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPT' 'sip-files00268.txt'
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describe
'9173' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPU' 'sip-files00268thm.jpg'
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describe
'342189' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPV' 'sip-files00270.jp2'
20703d2efb1153570943188351291639
105663b649fb539287098291e4369f62594a67af
describe
'144687' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPW' 'sip-files00270.jpg'
f586f8b19ae295556b0cec9290b305b8
aa9e36aab11aa0dc5de6e01e62ad7509bc97a2b2
describe
'1939' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPX' 'sip-files00270.pro'
202eca5b0199ba468e46bcff3bd69c3a
f03c36d2dac098573f2343879f685dd5d425d996
describe
'33269' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPY' 'sip-files00270.QC.jpg'
31978a97a1f7bab4430c78cb455b5162
c8760ddd053e7aaedae910a21ad5e745e1031e10
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSPZ' 'sip-files00270.tif'
17d305d1f982531fa7829f7a51cdd65f
5e05d15eebb2478222a2709e2001d6bf25903ff6
'2011-11-14T19:21:09-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQA' 'sip-files00270.txt'
b765511af823534f96d9a8e29a4a2bc5
31f60ae18d2524f7cba4d57a8fdf3a32a0351a0b
describe
Invalid character
'8693' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQB' 'sip-files00270thm.jpg'
da8404e5cc40b7349f9d7ffa2edb207f
149acc9defe9e03366086a477ea60d5f1df4f6c8
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQC' 'sip-files00271.jp2'
23a7be96497cbe564a33790acbcabeaa
1a020e7ec107ed184a1d32b7a96001dcda55b1a3
describe
'118101' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQD' 'sip-files00271.jpg'
2ebd82c6c3775f8b3d867fb845d9ced2
2b8933ec1a927aa8eb30d2c6169e6e98f2e6da10
describe
'31243' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQE' 'sip-files00271.pro'
c539bbb74d0df943fe109d0834e92035
0a2b317ee695b8ffdce4a78a06edee007add4b2e
describe
'35803' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQF' 'sip-files00271.QC.jpg'
a6dfee851ebdc2fcafb8cb66966d2c75
c0e802b8cceff2d73b03dc9791f2533524c50d1e
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQG' 'sip-files00271.tif'
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26207857702a77004fc282a62d537c383899529d
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQH' 'sip-files00271.txt'
dabaae27d2389ac31094ee67984e7d99
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describe
'9347' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQI' 'sip-files00271thm.jpg'
6f2ae3e6e05f0084b6cb4a88cc9dbc69
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQJ' 'sip-files00272.jp2'
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aa33d94dbb01b0a3458a129ac70736ec4fd5e064
describe
'113686' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQK' 'sip-files00272.jpg'
0c92fa6098e2631c8b9ccc10661a466b
860d8ed67e00b57045df7253e92b08eb28921415
describe
'30331' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQL' 'sip-files00272.pro'
cc0952abff1f2201bb5b0bf732e4318a
9ecc30ff3f5b53c372fcad7c36f1c5028660fb4e
describe
'34075' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQM' 'sip-files00272.QC.jpg'
cbac5fecc9b9bade8bd4d4e61d8bdb22
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQN' 'sip-files00272.tif'
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eb61c59d22f71531904907e2990ff5eb98698bdf
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQO' 'sip-files00272.txt'
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3024d5e8365ffd37dd21c5cee653e4b76d7b4eda
describe
'9184' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQP' 'sip-files00272thm.jpg'
a346944c3f0d38b1eabedf336d14aa83
55e394924018c1c0d70e7983d4ff1508f9b13a5d
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQQ' 'sip-files00273.jp2'
a708f86485132b997cea6d64d6f227bc
41e482b98add0152c49677452391da7c853eacee
describe
'122538' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQR' 'sip-files00273.jpg'
8286a3ee28c6cdc32ada99d0e1edd15b
d2b1d2635e99ef1b278aef8cb815ca98fc82f506
describe
'32595' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQS' 'sip-files00273.pro'
f9b190f1816d156382067482ec590a2f
814b4db752fecd43e474a73ecf504e3e7a389f65
'2011-11-14T19:16:33-05:00'
describe
'38332' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQT' 'sip-files00273.QC.jpg'
b953cd29ca1b61bbb50c7e190f7f03d1
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQU' 'sip-files00273.tif'
be3dd07baf554a0687534638b92d0387
176412be1d57dd0213207426c5b4182cacd9e8ca
describe
'1339' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQV' 'sip-files00273.txt'
95ced7b19b08d02ea491396d770c42e4
1dd7da255b7d013e0e26d5055a0d5d7cd8e19848
describe
'10017' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQW' 'sip-files00273thm.jpg'
27d0563bea4daeab8a50cab24d2e0947
5f0ac35f4ae41652415b1a5a48744a3928d36331
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQX' 'sip-files00274.jp2'
e25fd332e445b9391d959bcc14980f53
95024d506da94770a1e16a5820b8223113d48cc5
describe
'116015' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQY' 'sip-files00274.jpg'
9ee40388f4bbfc434bc90f8e50bb19f9
16316155db4ead807e300ec647a549f7c705ccdb
describe
'30322' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSQZ' 'sip-files00274.pro'
b928c8ad64b77703c2e32ce7d82c2497
f0095597ef4d19383ea2b663af94edaeb35cc529
describe
'36077' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRA' 'sip-files00274.QC.jpg'
72b97db3c4f123255001195502b70135
1ff80e5b7c6d88b2bb1c1eaa09c0da0d27fa96e5
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRB' 'sip-files00274.tif'
e938c7e7f8df70d084bf7f7c3c4acf11
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describe
'1209' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRC' 'sip-files00274.txt'
cb400ef016ffbd67be9d2f7b19b30211
31fc97be8bf8d2afee58cdd8def8160361e23278
describe
'9693' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRD' 'sip-files00274thm.jpg'
2f6bce9981039511f39588c608951077
60e210885b3ef685f9bc2cd190d7eca9c4fd91b4
describe
'342122' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRE' 'sip-files00275.jp2'
3b84556bd955e22249b49372b140c395
685ba0dd3f237c1349b4cc9b7226400d65b51bee
describe
'110755' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRF' 'sip-files00275.jpg'
3ade0ea62226c0284a1248cc721f589e
be100b54f620d21939664a9d098c36b9bef1b18e
describe
'28789' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRG' 'sip-files00275.pro'
f0b6d1b589567b26657f99b5e411c49a
c9fefb1f8a69b76ecd395a9ef4e0d5a75d8796ba
describe
'34256' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRH' 'sip-files00275.QC.jpg'
687f846cfa72d5c60648094c72946b47
6e1f078e09e5a71b9020ba06788e95f9ba9dd385
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRI' 'sip-files00275.tif'
970c1702350528cca34ed8c24f12f9fa
93df9868cb89690a8174d1f6b1b9faf3344c7d88
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRJ' 'sip-files00275.txt'
4d38cae03ddd0826c0d4897d68b73483
7c99ebc146dbadd6ce3b85dc89ae68f73814b3a1
describe
'9492' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRK' 'sip-files00275thm.jpg'
920e5c512c4eef4cd8fb8ba2f0240da7
a5c82ce1fb794aaa18443c0b6a452c189adb0f96
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRL' 'sip-files00276.jp2'
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98dd17f3655590e796721cb4aa2944e165885cf4
describe
'114603' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRM' 'sip-files00276.jpg'
bd8dc33f7dfdd23d12bc4392f31864d4
1ec8fb198045f037f7353dd08e87a21a134da75f
describe
'30444' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRN' 'sip-files00276.pro'
758b2281d84a8175bdfc99e02f392a5d
b4156b3f6ac37fca3546e1debf34e709083c6f62
describe
'35629' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRO' 'sip-files00276.QC.jpg'
8b6ecd4be1f0ac38637bfb0182f39173
43473203f50a6347cff7f582076bc2bd488a839a
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRP' 'sip-files00276.tif'
05ccfcd8e16bbd6322a0780a02a31d49
442be895d0be2de07ebd2948e1a029cd44d16b8d
'2011-11-14T19:18:02-05:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRQ' 'sip-files00276.txt'
76845a13d4c86edceb2d3560d7f5cb15
6171e8914aec5124005cce1fe939006b42f1d3e8
describe
'9466' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRR' 'sip-files00276thm.jpg'
e73de690f8200dda7a59e0bd9f5bbe68
9f3730e85fb439cd996c0b21f20cb8c86f3f105c
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRS' 'sip-files00277.jp2'
8194bcf72fdafef9bfab508ba69203ad
1bd212bae6a933ec446582a59a2ab0b09c5e9e0c
describe
'113288' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRT' 'sip-files00277.jpg'
ea8463ea42f6e05327598ee5c3aee0fa
de13db772c6920dd583d47708399b3f167b883b7
describe
'29473' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRU' 'sip-files00277.pro'
ec76a16cb5476d8a21c45db3b2370864
86997bec317b324282f6d891264f0f08ef167561
describe
'35235' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRV' 'sip-files00277.QC.jpg'
405e3fda722a9f84368d9a0b1dfda6f3
d50fc8f15a36af9f92d3fe98041cd7eb106fbe61
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRW' 'sip-files00277.tif'
270136b872c6fb7d4b7ba59557077692
e629652485ba1cefa82def792e626dddb634d946
describe
'1185' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRX' 'sip-files00277.txt'
d09c256c136e16e65307eb3ae983ddea
63990be186037c2f17897bed0d8d25e8f6816969
describe
'9263' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRY' 'sip-files00277thm.jpg'
a0637796761fec0b9192fed606e49bd7
e3ef93904101bab4dc41bcee5de2f148090933e5
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSRZ' 'sip-files00278.jp2'
f9ca529be33fb84c71714fbe820af310
4fff85558b03e1bcd56714bb76580029b13c73aa
describe
'116971' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSSA' 'sip-files00278.jpg'
ad2a3ed12aae5e85126c19a97d15bb6e
698a5d324c64802abc13198329a29fcc3724c860
describe
'30642' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSSB' 'sip-files00278.pro'
8523de03989064fded9ae4ff44ef429c
4c982c870a98dcfa7719d34b1c05cd87683cd64a
describe
'36294' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSSC' 'sip-files00278.QC.jpg'
87c4f7f01cd8a2019b7fb3b1652742d4
f55eee517ccb3a432254a5365a0f301aee0cd3cd
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSSD' 'sip-files00278.tif'
c852d354e28ffe8c6f62b448be6ab90f
554d012e4c2768f462db6d9020e2b37a7233fcca
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSSE' 'sip-files00278.txt'
ff4558d80f304e25863aa5d3b8884a79
40761314e83b6f125fa15a8a81790a835c9d49cd
describe
'9735' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSSF' 'sip-files00278thm.jpg'
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2c6e596e0720c8d7b7ae49378723187cfe8cc965
describe
'342232' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSSG' 'sip-files00279.jp2'
4056528eb6089cb2ed0be1b11d369bdf
0b3f0587f058cd4cb301e54608d7d052e6f13e9b
describe
'119408' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSSH' 'sip-files00279.jpg'
673da428f969c50000b1a11996640edb
070aae0f23efbffbf6d6a4ee6a37b3ee9e8b9632
describe
'31952' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSSI' 'sip-files00279.pro'
58dd4e3e6c09b9dccb68cb4f2947325e
2d294638692944fcb8eeb45d6eb5d53db8ba5c72
describe
'37970' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSSJ' 'sip-files00279.QC.jpg'
127e537a93a18e447b6f69a092fd9a4a
6f4bb7f4734ef5c176582e6e9a81885a6822b0de
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSSK' 'sip-files00279.tif'
63cde072f39c99d9c5ba608b987489d2
2b731a015f6a20f580ec4dcc3801a1d7a3123bba
describe
'1271' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSSL' 'sip-files00279.txt'
e5608d1d697f077889456b4e16464127
f3fdfd6a05251bc49d14cf123a9faee0c6212595
describe
'10066' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSSM' 'sip-files00279thm.jpg'
0fe91a5460bb891271a59dd544516fab
6cf0abb3cc2751b51cba2d2267d704bf530f7d0d
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSSN' 'sip-files00280.jp2'
b0b233f47520010ee65d3e709f18eb22
b31fa949ca02f1fde72e61cd8c7519dbd0201999
describe
'120591' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSSO' 'sip-files00280.jpg'
f8c43037d79e8c7a6f322fdb30394c75
93acb9d9b172a84118e4f62fe06bb596925ceeed
describe
'32460' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSSP' 'sip-files00280.pro'
7128d9f76d9d684d501b5261e65073b8
ab43301d7f1d12131680a031a36f4c5693f4e9ae
describe
'36894' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSSQ' 'sip-files00280.QC.jpg'
e3842f625b3aa3f8bab5a9bde5a69b9b
3880653c323b1de81548678fd1d0f29752cba050
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSSR' 'sip-files00280.tif'
8cff7a0da3320ae17a345f9fcbdf4771
4d41acf1e41c25d2a57457f9bcd5c57b3e73e876
describe
'1280' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSSS' 'sip-files00280.txt'
591e1748f9a1a69f75dacf0a419cc097
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSST' 'sip-files00280thm.jpg'
d95b98e952a2dbdb692fe79e1473360a
ab8d118eda7ef545c071ae30dac27193e40c2f02
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSSU' 'sip-files00281.jp2'
3eecfb1a2edb9943041a31cf90a86721
4081ef88f1336a24a04d6bed5a14da1c550142e5
describe
'97521' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSSV' 'sip-files00281.jpg'
109728495059f61c1f223013c35df65c
d8dc3fd5f511e79816655adbaa529f41f5ee50c8
describe
'24528' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSSW' 'sip-files00281.pro'
f161802d3a0969ff69e9dda6cc56a9e8
22fdf81b8df143d09e072f7e94fc2ae14492c4b1
describe
'29627' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSSX' 'sip-files00281.QC.jpg'
f233d48a8577939f2803c6e0d1b553f0
3490fa86feb73fdb2b924f207c49a7d2b0a36d95
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSSY' 'sip-files00281.tif'
9d4f8cfcc3fbc0af462b7c6e9fd4897c
dd40332655d22072c32522c2aaff1a43318f3030
describe
'983' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSSZ' 'sip-files00281.txt'
b0ce8b245c688306a9a1a54b2dfe0720
913e7c09371308a55f5710f4c8f6a8862df0b687
describe
'7592' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTA' 'sip-files00281thm.jpg'
6779d93fea0bd46f215c593703ce4536
973e788da39fa3eb9e4463cdd2fafb6f57510543
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTB' 'sip-files00282.jp2'
81231ba0b1feedd270a69a4565c07c6e
8e95203b0db59af35f12f2efaecc69c9350ad448
describe
'96508' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTC' 'sip-files00282.jpg'
bc370814b120a708fb9432cc73a9c576
cb4f1460b6b18fa41c9189c8c9efe063608105eb
describe
'24197' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTD' 'sip-files00282.pro'
4e6854b3ac8a5666c7e10defbfe1f1d0
23911594c9e0ae69e8d3cf0390612164d53497eb
describe
'29139' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTE' 'sip-files00282.QC.jpg'
d3f3ca54ea8438bfa35b25c9bf8a437d
7b699cde137bd44573a55482b971ef64b94af9f6
describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTF' 'sip-files00282.tif'
5d339acc9a0fc65875adcd8b71593d3c
f18fb06b9f0ecd0a60e73021b27f600c29a93e4c
describe
'975' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTG' 'sip-files00282.txt'
bfb817db28b024f437dbc5a2ce646225
fac753390b9960cd3e53815038608f2a76c1ad14
describe
'7649' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTH' 'sip-files00282thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTI' 'sip-files00283.jp2'
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describe
'117063' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTJ' 'sip-files00283.jpg'
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describe
'31271' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTK' 'sip-files00283.pro'
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describe
'36049' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTL' 'sip-files00283.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTM' 'sip-files00283.tif'
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describe
'1246' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTN' 'sip-files00283.txt'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTO' 'sip-files00283thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTP' 'sip-files00284.jp2'
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describe
'116610' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTQ' 'sip-files00284.jpg'
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describe
'31888' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTR' 'sip-files00284.pro'
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describe
'35607' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTS' 'sip-files00284.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTT' 'sip-files00284.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTU' 'sip-files00284.txt'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTV' 'sip-files00284thm.jpg'
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describe
'342227' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTW' 'sip-files00285.jp2'
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describe
'118863' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTX' 'sip-files00285.jpg'
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describe
'31972' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTY' 'sip-files00285.pro'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSTZ' 'sip-files00285.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUA' 'sip-files00285.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUB' 'sip-files00285.txt'
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describe
'9506' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUC' 'sip-files00285thm.jpg'
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describe
'342199' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUD' 'sip-files00286.jp2'
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describe
'109382' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUE' 'sip-files00286.jpg'
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describe
'29578' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUF' 'sip-files00286.pro'
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describe
'32973' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUG' 'sip-files00286.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUH' 'sip-files00286.tif'
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describe
'1286' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUI' 'sip-files00286.txt'
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describe
'8713' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUJ' 'sip-files00286thm.jpg'
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describe
'336499' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUK' 'sip-files00287.jp2'
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describe
'114791' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUL' 'sip-files00287.jpg'
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describe
'29433' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUM' 'sip-files00287.pro'
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describe
'35042' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUN' 'sip-files00287.QC.jpg'
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describe
'2708504' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUO' 'sip-files00287.tif'
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describe
'1195' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUP' 'sip-files00287.txt'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUQ' 'sip-files00287thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUR' 'sip-files00288.jp2'
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describe
'115249' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUS' 'sip-files00288.jpg'
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describe
'28597' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUT' 'sip-files00288.pro'
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describe
'35025' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUU' 'sip-files00288.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUV' 'sip-files00288.tif'
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describe
'1180' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUW' 'sip-files00288.txt'
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describe
'9440' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUX' 'sip-files00288thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUY' 'sip-files00289.jp2'
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describe
'112227' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSUZ' 'sip-files00289.jpg'
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describe
'27632' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVA' 'sip-files00289.pro'
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describe
'32563' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVB' 'sip-files00289.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVC' 'sip-files00289.tif'
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describe
'1137' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVD' 'sip-files00289.txt'
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describe
'8926' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVE' 'sip-files00289thm.jpg'
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describe
'342162' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVF' 'sip-files00290.jp2'
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describe
'122634' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVG' 'sip-files00290.jpg'
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describe
'32426' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVH' 'sip-files00290.pro'
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describe
'37504' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVI' 'sip-files00290.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVJ' 'sip-files00290.tif'
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describe
'1281' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVK' 'sip-files00290.txt'
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describe
'9726' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVL' 'sip-files00290thm.jpg'
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describe
'342150' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVM' 'sip-files00291.jp2'
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describe
'173953' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVN' 'sip-files00291.jpg'
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describe
'2003' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVO' 'sip-files00291.pro'
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describe
'40333' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVP' 'sip-files00291.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVQ' 'sip-files00291.tif'
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describe
'259' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVR' 'sip-files00291.txt'
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describe
'10417' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVS' 'sip-files00291thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVT' 'sip-files00293.jp2'
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describe
'107807' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVU' 'sip-files00293.jpg'
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describe
'28658' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVV' 'sip-files00293.pro'
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describe
'33056' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVW' 'sip-files00293.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVX' 'sip-files00293.tif'
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describe
'1161' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVY' 'sip-files00293.txt'
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describe
'8126' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSVZ' 'sip-files00293thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSWA' 'sip-files00294.jp2'
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describe
'107593' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSWB' 'sip-files00294.jpg'
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describe
'30504' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSWC' 'sip-files00294.pro'
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describe
'34611' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSWD' 'sip-files00294.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSWE' 'sip-files00294.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSWF' 'sip-files00294.txt'
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describe
'8899' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSWG' 'sip-files00294thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSWH' 'sip-files00295.jp2'
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describe
'112386' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSWI' 'sip-files00295.jpg'
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describe
'32823' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSWJ' 'sip-files00295.pro'
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describe
'36030' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSWK' 'sip-files00295.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSWL' 'sip-files00295.tif'
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describe
'1322' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSWM' 'sip-files00295.txt'
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describe
'9669' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSWN' 'sip-files00295thm.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSWO' 'sip-files00296.jp2'
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describe
'107365' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSWP' 'sip-files00296.jpg'
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describe
'32215' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSWQ' 'sip-files00296.pro'
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describe
'34138' 'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSWR' 'sip-files00296.QC.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSWS' 'sip-files00296.tif'
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describe
'info:fdaE20080808_AAAAFIfileF20080809_AABSWT' 'sip-files00296.txt'
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describe
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The Baldwin Library
University

RMB rik


FAIRY TALES FOR CHILDREN




AN OLD MAN IN A BLACK FURRED MANTLE.

See page oi.
THE SNOW GARDEN

AND OTHER FAIRY TALES FOR CHILDREN

BY

ELIZABETH WORDSWORTH

AUTHOR OF ‘THOUGHTS FOR THE CHIMNEY-CORNER’ ETC.

Oh! give us once again the wishing cap

Of Fortunatus, and the invisible coat

Of Jack the Giant-killer, Robin Hood,

And Sabra in the forest with St. George!

The child, whose love is here, at least doth reap

One precious gain, that he forgets himself.
PrELUDE, Bk. V.

WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY TREVOR HADDON

LONDON

EON GNEAINS, “GREEN, AN D?:-¢O
AND NEW YORK

1895

All rights reserved
PREP ACE

—_+o+—.

THERE were once some little boys who had
the whooping-cough, and found the days
rather long. They covered the floor of the |
room with newspaper boats ; they made yards
and yards of ‘ gas-piping,’ also of newspaper ;
they painted texts and other things, but still
the days seemed rather long. So one of
their aunts used to come in and sit by the
fire after tea, and tell them fairy tales.
Some of these fairy tales are printed here,'
and perhaps may amuse other little boys and
girls who have whooping-cough, or mumps,
or even measles. One can hardly expect
children who have so many wise and clever
books of history and other useful subjects, to

) Others appeared formerly in Azat Judy’s Magazine.
vi PREFACE

care for such nonsense when they are well
and able to do school work; but perhaps
when they do not feel quite equal to reading
anything very important or improving, they
may like to come and sit on the hearth-rug
by the fire and fancy themselves in fairy land
fora few moments. It is not a bad place,
and after all there is something to be learnt
there, as well as in the lesson books.
Children who cannot learn when at play will
not learn to very much purpose when they
are at work; and the spot where these few
lines are written, reminding us grown-up
people of the delightful tales and legends
which charmed us when we were young,
seems not an unsuitable one for wishing
that the rising generation, among its many
gains, may not lose in that imaginative
power, without which material comforts go
a very little way to making life worth living

whether for rich or poor.
BW.

MELROSE : Azgust 13, 1895.
CONTENTS

SS

PAGE
THE SNOW GARDEN 7 . 7 : . : oo I
WHO IS MASTER? . . . . . : . . 40
THE FIELD OF THE Lost TEMPERS : 7 . - . 59
THE ASTROLOGER . 7 . 7 7 : . . 82
THE CREAKING DOOR . . : : . > 2. TTS
“SEEING THE KINGFISHER’ . : . : . - 154
BURNING ONE’S LUCK . . . . . . - . 197
THE ROCKING-HORSE 7 7 : . 7 . . 214
SIR DUGALD . : . . : . . 6 232

THE CHANGELING . . . . . . : - 250
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS

te

AN OLD MAN IN A BLACK FURRED MANTLE. . Frontispiece

A PAGE CAME TRIPPING ACROSS THE MARKET-PLACE to face pb. Il

©O CLOCK, I WISH I WERE you!’ . . . ” 42
HIS MOTHER GAVE THEM THEIR SUPPER. . 7 75
A MOST BEAUTIFUL LITTLE WHITE KITTEN. . » 117
IN HER ARMS LAY THE OTHER BABY . . . ” 163
A KNIGHT IN COMPLETE ARMOUR . . . - 212

°MY MASTER AND MISTRESS ARE EXPECTING YOU,

SIR? 7 7 : oo. 7 7 on 216
A GIRL CAME OUT TO THEM . te ; 7 239
MR. PINCH, THE COBBLER . : . ” 258
THE SNOW GARDEN

THERE was once a cottage among the hills in
which a young girl lived with her father. You
cannot imagine a lonelier-looking place than it
was. Below it the road went in a kind of steep
zigzag to the valley. Above rose the cold solitary
mountain peaks covered with snow, and above
them the pale wintry sky, and just now a few stars
were beginning to peep out as Myra, for that was
her name, took her last look before barring the
door and settling herself and her father comfort-
ably down to supper. She had cooked an egg
apiece and some bacon, for her father and herself,
and that, with some rye-bread and milk, was all
they had between them. . It was so nice indoors, the
father thought, with this handy little maid to wait
on him. ‘It is so nice indoors,’ Myra thought,
‘now I have got father back again.’ She had
poked the fire, pulled down her sleeves, shaken up
the cushion in her father’s chair, and they were just

B
2 THE SNOW GARDEN

beginning to be snug and comfortable when she
thought she heard an odd noise outside the
door.

‘Only a fox sniffing out our nice supper,’ the
father said. ‘They get very bold in these hard
winters.’

_ Myra sat down and began cutting the loaf.
Still somehow she did not think that it was a fox
outside. Again the noise—it sounded like some
one hurt. She put down her knife and ran and
listened. ‘Father, may I just open the door a
crack ?’ she said, half hoping he would say No, for
she was rather timid.

‘Well, if you like ; only be quick, the wind cuts
so against my tecth,.’

She opened the door and was surprised to find
what seemed like a great heavy bundle lying
against it. It moved. ‘Why, it is actually an old
woman! How ill and helpless she seems! Father,
will you help drag her in?’

They dragged her in and fastened the door as
quickly as they could. Such a poor old woman!
too weak or too benumbed to stand. The snow as
it melted in front of the fire ran off her in little
watery streams. Myra had to get a cloth and mop
it off the floor.
THE SNOW GARDEN 3

‘She is faint, said the father. ‘Give her a little
warm milk.’.

Myra did so, and then thought, ‘I wonder
if she would like a taste of my poached egg. To
be sure, there is not another in the house ; but never
mind for once in a way.’ And very soon the old
lady had not only finished the egg, but the nice
frizzling bit of bacon too. ‘Well, thought Myra,
‘I wish she'd talk to us a little’ So, by way of
making conversation, she asked her if she felt more
comfortable.

‘Jabber, jabber, jabber, the old woman began
to answer in some foreign language which neither
her host nor hostess had ever heard.

‘Dear me!’ thought Myra, ‘that’s French, I
suppose. Well, we must make signs. Father, I
think I can give her my bed just for to-night.’

‘And where will you sleep, lassie ?’

‘Oh, here in front of the hearth, if you will lend
me your great coat.’

‘Why, said her father, looking slyly at her, ‘I
thought you were far too much afraid of the big
goblin to do that.’

‘Oh, no, said Myra, getting red ; ‘at least, I'll
try not to be. I dare say he won't hurt me.’

‘I dare say not, said her father, laughing.

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And they both began to make signs to the old
woman that it was time to go upstairs,

She was so stupid about understanding. Myra
had to lie down on the floor and shut her eyes and
pretend to snore before they could get it into her
mind at all that she was to goto bed. At last,
with a great deal of help, she got upstairs, and then
Myra undressed her and tried to smooth her rough
untidy grey hair. When she took off her ragged
old handkerchief, what was her surprise to sce that
the old woman had got hidden under it a beautiful
gold chain shining like the stars in heaven !

‘This is very dreadful, thought Myra; ‘I am
sure she must be a thief’ And she looked so
shocked that the old woman began a long sentence
which seemed meant for some sort of explanation,
but it was all ‘Jabber, jabber, jabber, as before.
However, she seemed quite pleased to see her
pillow and nice clean sheets, and gave Myra a pat
on the back—her way of showing affection—as she
got into bed.

The father had gone to his room, but as she
went by he put his head and his shirt sleeves out to
say ‘Good night, lassie, and don’t be afraid of the
goblin ; I am sure he won’t hurt a good girl like
you.’
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Still Myra felt rather shy when she got down-
stairs. There was a sort of red glow in the room
like an oven, and everything was so still, and her
father’s great coat did look so odd, especially the
sleeves, as it hung over the back of his chair.
Presently outside there was a sound as of some-
thing sliding and falling on to the ground. It was
only a heavy lump of snow dropping from the
roof, ‘What a silly little coward I am!’ thought
Myra. ‘NowI won't besilly any more. Here, you
nice old great coat, come and be father’s arms
round me. Good night, father, I am going to
sleep with my head on your shoulder.’ And she
did go to sleep ; and she never saw the goblin.

My own notion is that he came and felt very
cross to see a young girl in his comfortable place.
But the crickets on the hearth chirped to him and
told him what a nice kind thing she had done, and
he understood them quite well and did not disturb
her, but went and sat close to the door all night to
keep the frost out.

When Myra woke in the morning the fire was
still smouldering, and with a little coaxing soon
burnt up. She washed and dressed, and put on the
kettle, and met her father just as he was coming

downstairs,
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‘Well, have you seen the old lady this morning ?’
he said.

‘No, father, I am just going now.’

She went and tapped gently at the door. No
answer. She listened. The slow breathing of
some one asleep was all that could be heard.

‘Well, father, if you do not mind we will have
our breakfast first, and I can take her up a basin of
porridge when we have done.’

They. had their breakfast, and then Myra,
with a steaming basin of porridge in her hand,
again went upstairs. She knocked. No answer.
She opened the door, and was so amazed at
what she saw that she tumbled down, porridge
and all. The old woman had turned into a most
beautiful fairy, dressed in silks and satins and
diamonds, and with the starry gold chain round
her neck.

‘I do not wonder that you are surprised to see
me, Myra,’ said she, ‘but I could not leave the
cottage without thanking you and your father for
what you did for the poor old gipsy whose form J
wore last night. But first of all we must set
this right.’ And she stooped down and touched the
broken porridge pot, which immediately turned

into an exquisite porcelain bowl full of strawberries
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and cream. ‘Let us take this down for your
father’s breakfast,’ said she.

‘Let me go first, please, my majesty, said Myra,
who had an idea that this was the proper way of
speaking to a queen, just as you say my lady or my
lord, ‘and I will warn my father, or he will be
frightened.’ So she skipped downstairs and told
him that the fairy was coming; and he had: not
time to laugh at her much, for in another minute
the fairy was in the room and told him she had
come to reward him and his daughter for their
kindness.

‘Myra,’ she said, ‘put on your hcod and come
out with me. I am not going to carry her to
Fairyland,’ she said, smiling, to the father, ‘ but
only for a little walk. She shall return in an hour.
Now, Myra, don’t forget to bring a basket with you.’

Myra had on a nice little blue flannel hood and
a grey rabbit-skin tippet, and, with her basket on
her arm, was quite ready to follow the fairy. It
was a cold crisp morning. -There were the marks
of a fox’s fect on the snow, but no human footsteps.
A robin was hovering about the window, and a
flock of wild ducks might be secn in the distance.

‘You must not mind a little scramble, the

fairy said. ‘Follow wherever I go,’
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Myra was a brave mountaineer, and had no
fear of the steepest places. They seemed to be
going far up among the lonely mountain peaks.
A little waterfall, not frozen yet, tinkled down the
rock, above which some withered bracken bent
under its weight of snow. There was a birch tree
springing from among the crevices.

‘You must creep in here,’ said the fairy.

All at once, beneath the shade of the rock, she
saw a little door, which the fairy opened.

‘Come in, Myra, come in; this is my garden,
she said.

A most dazzling sight it was. No more snow,
no more cold. Myra could not bear her grey fur
tippet, the place was so warm and bright and
summerlike, It is quite impossible to describe
the beauty of this garden. Green turf, where
cistuses dropped their delicate flowers ; walks shaded
by clustering roses ; fountains with water-lilies and
blue forget-me-nots ; lattice-work covered with vines,
where the ripe grapes were hanging thick and
juicy ; peach trees, pear trees, figs with their shady
cool green leaves, white marble benches, statues
more beautiful than life, orange trees. In a word,
fancy the most delightful garden you have ever
seen, and then remember this was at least a
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hundred times better than that, and you will have
some idea of this fairy place.

Myra stood too confounded to say a word.
The fairy smiled and made her sit down by her on
one of the white marble benches, and gave her a
delicious bunch of grapes to eat.

‘How shall I ever be able to tell father about
_ all this ?’ said Myra.

‘I am going to give you leave to come here
whenever you please,’ said the fairy, ‘and, you sce,
I have told you to bring your basket that you may
take away with you some of this fruit and these
flowers. You may give them to any one you like
but, mind, I shall be very much displeased if you
sell them. Now you may leave me ; but before you
go, take this little golden key, and mind you keep
it safe. Farewell! I hope you will always remain
as good and kind as you were to me yesterday.’
And so saying the fairy opened the door of the
beautiful garden and let Myra out.

She felt like one in a dream as she emerged
into the old snowy chilly everyday world. How-
ever, by the time she reached home she had got
more used to these wonders, and was able to tell
her father all her adventures.

‘And so you mayn’t sell them!’ said he.
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‘What a pity! Wemight have both of us made
our fortunes.’

‘© father, I am sure we are very happy as we
are. See, I have put aside one little bunch of
grapes, and this handful of roses, and you are to
have all the rest, please. Only I thought when I
go to market this afternoon I would just take those
few to that poor Edmund who, they say, can never
eet well again. His grandmother can hardly buy
bread for him, much less anything nice” So she
went to market with her butter and eggs.

She was rather late in getting. there, and most
of the good housekeepers had already made their
purchases. I wish you could sce the marketplace ;
it was so old and curious, with a cloister running
along one side of it, and a fountain in the middle
made in the shape of a great bronze bear. She
was very fond of this bear, and always wished she
could give him some of her nice things. He must
be so tired of standing with his neck stretched out
and nothing but cold water rushing out of his great
open gurgling throat. Forthough there were ice and
snow on the mountain side, it had all disappeared
in the town, which was warm and sheltered.

Presently a carriage rolled up and stopped in
front of the arches, not far from her stall. A page










A PAGE CAME TRIPPING ACROSS THE MARKET PLACE.
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in a scarlet and gold coat came tripping across the
marketplace.

‘You're to come and speak to the ladies in that
coach,’ he said, ‘and bring your basket with you.’

Two very grand ladies were in the coach
The elder of the two leaned forward. ‘I see, my
good girl, you have got some nice fruit there, and
flowers too. I have not seen any so wonderfully
forward this year. Ill take them all’

‘Iam sorry, madam, but they are not to be
sold. My eggs and butter are, if you care for
them.’

The lady answered rather stiffly, ‘Thank you,
but I leave things of that kind to my house-
keeper,’

Myra curtsied and was going away. The
lady added, ‘I will make it worth your while to
let me have those grapes. Name your own price,
and here it is for you.’

‘J have no price, ma’am. These grapes are
going for a present to some one who is ill’

‘Some one who is ill?’ said the other lady.
‘But the duchess—this lady here—wants them
for some one who is ill also.’

‘Yes, said the duchess, ‘I have a son who has

quite lost his appetite. He can fancy nothing, but
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he told me this morning he thought he could eat
a little fruit. And now won’t you let me have the
only thing that would do him good? I have
hunted all the morning over the town in vain.’

‘I am very sorry, but if your ladyship could
wait till to-morrow I will try and bring a few.’

‘ And not to-night ?’ said the duchess.

‘T wish I could; but I do not see how I can,’
sighed Myra. ‘But the very first thing to-morrow
morning I will bring them to your house if you
will tell me where it is.’

‘It is that house just beyond the bridge—that
big one with the tower. Now mind you don’t
forget, for I want them very particularly indecd.’

‘Good evening, then, ladies, I will be sure and
come to-morrow.’ And Myra took her leave,

After a little while she was so lucky as to sell
her eggs and butter, and then she left the market-
place, and went her way through some of the back
streets to a place where the stables of some of the
nobility were. You could see the beautiful horses
being rubbed down after their day’s work, and the
grooms putting away their blue and silver or
gold and crimson harness, for in that country
horses had handsome plumes on their foreheads,
and little tinkling bells to their bridles, and were
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altogether of more consequence than they are here.
Still it was not a very pleasant walk. The men
looked at her so, and one asked if she would not
give him a flower to stick in his buttonhole; and
she was glad when she got to the dark little room
where poor Edmund lived with his old grand-
mother.

Poor Edmund was indeed very much to be
pitied. Hehad had a fall and hurt himself two
or three years before, and had got something the
matter with his side which seemed to make him
every day weaker and weaker. The room in which
he lived with his grandmother was so low and dark,
that when you first went in you could only see
something white at one end, which when you had
looked a little longer turned out to be the cover-
let that was over him. Then you made outa very
thin face on the pillow, and his eyes and mouth
smiling at you. Myraoften went toseehim. The
old grandmother used to grumble about the hard
times and the better days she had seen, but he never
did. This particular afternoon she was out washing,
so Edmund was doubly glad of a visitor.

‘How are you, Edmund? though Iam ashamed
to ask you that question so often.’

‘Quite well enough to be glad to see you! I
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wonder sometimes what I shall do if I am ever too
ill to say that.

‘I was going to say how dull you must be by
yourself, but you don’t look dull. How do you
amuse yourself all day ?’

‘Why, when my head does not ache, which it
luckily does not to-day, I get on very well. I have
been inventing a great machine for improving the
inside of a watermill so as to make it able to sift the
flour after it has ground it. Look here, this is the big
wheel, and this bit joins on to it,and-—~— Have
you got a bit of thread anywhere to fasten these
two pieces of paper together? Thank you! Now
[ think you will understand’—and he put a sort of
little model on the bedclothes. ‘Steady, steady,
you rickety old thing!’

Myra looked at the plan and wished she could
understand it. It was so hard for him to have to
explain with that bad cough. All she could do
was to listen and say ‘ Yes, and ‘Thank you,’ and
‘ Really,’ and look very attentively at it.

‘Well, that is clever of you, Edmund. I wonder
how long it took you to do.’

‘Oh, I used often to think of it before I was
ill. Do you remember, when we were little,

how we used to play by the millpond, and the
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way the wheel used to groan all day as if it
thought people gave it too much work? I used
often to peep inside the mill—I don’t think you
ever cared to—and I remember exactly the look
of it -all?

‘What a fortunate thing it is that you have
such a good memory !’

‘Well, I don’t know—I should like to forget some
things. Sometimes it seems as if all the ugly
people I had ever seen would keep ccming into my
head one after another. That is when I have what
granny calls one of my topsy-turvy nights. Poor
old granny! Iam glad she is so deaf, or I should
disturb her a great deal more than I do. Now,
Myra, Ict me have a good look at you, and perhaps
I shall dream about you instead.’

‘See here,’ said Myra, ‘this is much better worth
looking at. And she held up her basket.

‘Ok!’ said Edmund. ‘Oh!’ does not sound
much, but you know there are such different ways
of saying ‘Oh!’

‘Now open your mouth and take your pill, and
I will show you the doctor’s skill,’ she said, drop-
ping a grape between his lips.

‘Those are something like grapes, indeed,’ said
Edmund.
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‘Another?’ ;

‘Oh Myra, where did you get them from ?’

‘Ah, that I can’t tell you, said Myra, laughing
and turning very red.

Edmund frowned, and looked rather vexed ;
but luckily at that moment the grandmother came
in, and Myra held up the roses to her.

‘Those for us?’ said the old lady, hobbling
slowly in. ‘Well, I never saw the like. I was
just outside doing a bit of washing, and I did not
hear ye come in. Sit down, lassie, sit down. Ah,
what’s that yesay—going? I’m afraid he is, poor
lad—going very fast.’

‘No, granny, I meant I must be going. The
evenings close in so quickly, don’t they ?’

‘And you walking all that way back by your-
self. I wonder ye’re not afraid.’ :

‘I wish I could walk and take care of you,’ said
Edmund, with a sigh.

‘IT wish you could; but I shall try and think
about your plan of the mill all the way home, and
father will be looking out for me at the other end,
said Myra, laughing and kissing her hand to them
both in the doorway. ‘Good night!’

‘ There’s a brave lass for you, said the old lady
as she closed the door.
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‘But I wonder who gave her those grapes,’ said
Edmund, almost to himself. :

The next morning Myra visited the Snow
Garden again. It had lost none of its loveliness ;
the fountains and fruit and flowers were as delight-
ful as ever, and she had more time to admire the
beautiful white marble statuary. It would take
too long to describe, and you can fancy the cupids
and dolphins and tritons and nymphs for your-
self. But one thing that struck her most was a
dark grove of cedars, and in the very midst of it,
ona broad low pedestal, a figure of a woman. She
was kneeling with her hands chained to a pillar,
her face bowed down, and her beautiful hair droop-
ing in long waves like a mantle over her shoulders.
On the pedestal were carved these words: ‘To THE
GREATEST CONQUEROR.’

Long did Myra linger in that grove and wonder
what the statue’s history could be. Was it a
woman who had done something wrong? Very
wicked she could not have been, she looked so
young, so innocent, and yet so sad.

By the statue among the cedars you could hear
the coo-cooing of a dove; the bird itself was in-

visible, but the pathetic voice seemed just what the
statue’s would have been. if it had not been stone.

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From a neighbouring rock waters dripped slowly,
drop by drop, into a stone basin, and then, as it
were, wept themselves away into a little silent
stream that trickled through the grass. All this took
a strong hold upon Myra—more than the dazzling
beauty of the sunny lawn. But she remembered
that it was time for her to pick her roses and gather
her grapes. After that she went to the duchess’s
palace in the town.

‘ Her Grace wishes to see you upstairs,’ said the
footman, and he led the way into the duchess’s
private apartment. One corner of it seemed
parted off from the rest, and there, in an easy-
chair, sat a pale handsome young man. He
just turned his head when Myra entered. She
curtsied.

‘Oh, here she is,’ said the duchess. ‘ Well, my
good girl, I expected you earlier. The marquis
could not touch his breakfast this morning. Bring
your basket this way. There, Astolfo, what do
you think of those ?’

‘I don’t think anything about them,’ said he,
‘What is one to think about in grapes? I dare say
they are all very well, mother, if I cared for such
things.’

‘But, my boy, you must take one or two
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to please me. Are not his fingers shockingly
thin? Did you ever see such fingers?’ she
added in a half-whisper to Myra. ‘Such a con-
trast to your comfortable brown hands. I'am
sure you never saw any one so thin before, did
you?’

‘T do know one person, only one, your ladyship ;
but then he is really dreadfully ill, said Myra.
‘He has not left his bed for three years.’ And she
went on talking about Edmund’s illness till she
suddenly recollected they must think her very
forward, and stopped short.

'*That must be a bad complaint, observed the
duchess. ‘Now my son the marquis has nothing
the matter with him that the doctors can lay their
fingers upon. The heart is right, they say, and the
lungs, and the brain, and everything. I think it is
worse to be ill of nothing, if you know what I
mean, than of something,’

‘A person is waiting with your Grace’s court
dress, said a servant who came in.

‘T will come at once, said the duchess. ‘1
shall not be long, Astolfo.’

“You need not go till my mother comes back,’
said the marquis. ‘Tcll me a little more about ,

this poor boy. You can sit down if you like.’
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Myra saw that he wanted amusing, and besides
was very glad to have a chance of putting in a
word for Edmund.

‘You know,’ said Astolfo, ‘my mother has not
paid you yet for the flowers and fruit, so of course
you must wait till she comes back.’

‘Thank you, sir, but they are a present. I
don’t want to be paid.’

‘T never heard of sucha thing, said he. ‘Well,
if you won’t take money you must let us give you
a present in our turn. Look here’—and he took out
of his pocket a beautiful little bracelet. ‘I had this
bracelet made to give to a young lady, but—-—I
can’t tell you all the history. In short, you can
have it if you like.’

‘But that would be a sort of paying, said
Myra. ‘I should not like to take it.’

‘You must let me do something. I am too
proud to take a favour from you.’

‘My lord, answered Myra, ‘if you really are so
kind, I think the best thing would be if you could
give poor Edmund a little help with his machine. ,
It is to improve the inside of watermills. I can’t
quite tell you how, but this little drawing he made
of it the other day will perhaps show you. And
she produced the drawing, and found the young
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marquis much cleverer than she was in under-
standing it.

‘It is really very good, he said; ‘but I don’t
think this piece can be quite right.

‘Tl wish I were not so stupid, said Myra. ‘If
Edmund were here, he would be able to explain it
all in a minute.’

‘How far off does he live?’

‘About five minutes’ walk from the royal
stables. It is not a nice place: I think your lord-
ship would hardly like to go there.’

‘You have been there?’

‘Oh yes, sir, hundreds of times.’

“And do you think I am such a coward as to
mind going anywhere where you can venture?’

‘I beg your lordship’s pardon, said Myra,
blushing.

The young marquis wanted to apologise in his
turn, but just then the duchess entered, and he
told her what he was wishing to do. She made a
good many difficulties, but, seeing how eager he
was about it, at last yielded and promised they
should drive there the next day.

‘And, my good girl,’ she said, ‘on Monday I
should be very glad if you could bring a few more
of those delicious grapes and flowers.’
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‘Very well, my lady, said Myra, with a grave
curtsy, as she left the room. The young marquis
in agonies at his mother ordering them as if she
had the right to do so, and she on her part happy
‘in the belief that Myra would send by-and-by for
payment, and be only too delighted with the honour
done her. .

The story of Astolfo was in reality a very sad
one. He had fallen in love with a most beautiful
young lady named Elvira, who used to meet him,
without the knowledge of her parents, in a wood
near the city. At last, her father and mother, who
disliked the marriage because of an old family
quarrel, found it out, and sent her to live in an old
lonely castle with her grandmother, who never let
her out of her sight. The old lady got very ill at
last; and her granddaughter, instead of nursing
her, as you would think she ought to have done,
did nothing but try and contrive some means of
escape. One-day there came a page to the door,
in the duke’s livery, on a fine spirited horse, and
made signs to her through the window. She
managed to slip away, feeling sure that this was
a messenger from Astolfo. She sprang on the
horse’s back, and away they rode into the wide

world together, and were never seen again.
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The young marquis had never sent such a
messenger, and none of the servants at either house
knew anything of him.

So things remained up to the time which we
have now reached in this story. The duke and the
duchess made up their quarrel with Lady Elvira’s
parents. But Astolfo was miserable. He could
not be brought to care for any other young lady,
or to ride or hunt, or go to balls or theatres, but
spent his time pining and languishing as we have
seen.

When Myra went again, however, three or four
days afterwards, she found that the young marquis
had been to Edmund, taken up the whole business
of the machine, talked with Edmund a great deal,
sent his own doctor to see him, and some of the
oldest wine in the duke’s cellars for him to drink.
He himself had got quite a colour, and did not stoop
as he used to do. The duchess said ‘she did not
know what had come to him, he was so changed.’
Ne had told the groom to bring round his quiet
old shooting pony, and had actually been for a ride,
and come home with an appetite.

Edmund, on his part, though still keeping
his bed, had brightened up. ‘It is all your: doing,
Myra, he said. ‘If I ever get well again and
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make anything of this plan of mine, I shall call
it after you.’

‘No, you must not do that, said Myra; ‘you
should call it after the young marquis. How kind
he has been !?

‘Yes, said Edmund, rather slowly and unwil-
lingly.

‘You don’t seem to think half as much of it as
I do. I can’t think whatever made him take so
much trouble about poor people like us, Myra
replied.

‘Can't you?’ said Edmund.

‘You don’t seem to like it, said Myra. ‘I
should have thought you would have been so
pleased! When I was telling my father about it
last night, he almost cried at the thought of so
much goodness and kindness.’

‘Oh Myra, Myra, said Edmund, ‘don’t you
think I can see plainly enough for whose sake he
takes all this trouble ?’

‘For yours, of course, said Myra. ‘He must
be sorry for you, having been so ill himself?

‘You know itis for yours, said Edmund; ‘I
-could tell that by the way he spoke of you.’

‘Nonsense, Edmund; nobody but you would
ever fancy such a thing. He does not care a bit
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about me. I can’t think what makes you take
such notions into your head,’

‘If you had only one piece of gold in the world,
Myra, don’t you think you would be always afraid
of having it stolen? Now, you are my bit of gold,
the only thing I care for in the world, and I think
if any one else were to get you I should starve and
die. Are you still willing to stay in a poor man’s
pocket ?’

‘Iam only a bad shilling, said Myra; ‘but if
you don’t want to change me——’ And they both
burst out laughing together because they did not
want to cry.

Thus it was settled that if Edmund ever got well
enough to marry Myra should be his wife. And
after that he azd@ get on, though not so fast as they
both wished. The young marquis often came to
see him, and they were almost like brothers
together ; for Edmund was naturally quick and
clever, and his illness had given him the fine fecl-
ings of a gentleman, while the marquis was
delighted to find somebody who really cared about
things, for the first time in his life. One day they
had a talk somewhat of this kind. The marquis
began : ‘Edmund, I saw the king’s private physician

yesterday about you, and he says there is nothing
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more he can do for you. He says he can keep up
your strength to the point where it is now, but to
’ do more than that lies beyond the reach of his art.
But you must not sigh so deeply, for I have not
done my story yet. You must know that in this
town there is an old woman of a hundred years
of age and more who knows things that nobody
else knows—charms and spells and secrets such as
no other woman in the world possesses. She is
called the Birthday Witch, for no man is allowed
to go and see her except on his birthday, and then
he may ask her the question to which he most
desires an answer, only it must be about something
which does not concern himself. The other day
was my birthday, and I went to see her. She lives
in the churchyard, under the shadow of a dark
yew tree. All day long she lies stretched out
among the graves, and if you wish for an answer
to your question you must lie by her side and
whisper it softly into her ear. She says it is the
voices of the earth that she listens to all day
long that make her able to answer. I went close
up to her. Her eyes were closed as if in a trance,
her hands lay idly beside her. Her grey hair was
covered by a heod, and a mantle was flung over
her body. I whispered my question into her ear—
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the question if there was anything that could be
done to restore your health—and she replied :
‘« There s a garden in the snow
Where the trickling waters flow ;

Tears of sorrow which shall be
Health to him, and joy to thee.”

Having said these words she turned her face from
me without ever raising her eyelids, and I departed.
Now, Edmund, you will think me a madman, I
dare say, but I shall never be happy till I have
been up to that mountain peak the peasants ‘call
the Snow Garden, and tried to discover a stream
there whose waters should heal you.’

‘Oh, my dear lord, said Edmund, ‘I cannot
bear that you should risk your life on my account.’

‘It will be no risk that I know of, said the
marquis ; ‘it would make me feel more like a man
to go forth on some brave adventure—it would give
me more courage,’ he added, hesitating, ‘ for some-
thing else I want to attempt. Edmund, I think
you must have guessed. There is only one thing
I wish for in the world, and that is to win Myra for
my wife. She is the only person who has ever been
able to comfort me. I want her not to despise me ;
I want to do something to win her praise as well as

her love. You do not look as if you thought I
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could. Tell me plainly—do not mind speaking the
truth! I should not talk of her to any other man ;
but to you, who must have been too ill ever to care
about these things yourself, I come for advice and
help. Do you think it impossible ?’

‘Oh my lord, how can I tell you ?’ said Edmund.
‘She has promised to be my wife if I ever recover.’

The marquis sprang up and rushed wildly out
of doors. Edmund lay on the bed, feeling worse
than he had done for months. How could he ever
make it up to the marquis? He almost hoped he
should die, and then Myra might marry him after
all. But this thought again seemed insupportable.
He tossed to and fro, then turned faint, and reached
out his arm for the cordial which was generally
placed by his side. In the eagerness of their talk
the marquis had pushed the table on which it stood
into the middle of the room, and poor Edmund was
too helpless to get at it. He lay there gasping for
some moments, then he heard a step at the door,
felt a hand under his back, and some one pouring
drink down his throat. In a few moments he
looked up. There stood the marquis, his face
crimson, his forehead moist, his hair blown about
his cheeks, and his whole body quivering, either

with sorrow or with having run hastily back when
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he recollected how helpless he had left Edmund.
The latter tried to speak, but seemed unable to
bring out the words. The marquis, as he put the
cup down on the table, said in an unsteady voice,
‘What you have said will not hinder my going. If
I never return, let us shake hands once more.’
And he placed his hand in that of Edmund, who
kissed it vehemently but said nothing. There was
a movement outside—the old grandmother coming
home. The marquis, hatless as he came, again
went away and never turned his head to look at
Edmund, who, on his part, was so affected that he
needed all his grandmother’s care for some hours

to come.

It is evening, a beautiful night in April, when
the young green tassels of the fir trees are in their
fresh loveliness, and the birds seem as if they would
never have done singing. Myra has been spinning
at the house door, and crooning little rhymes to the
hum of the droning spinning-wheel. It gets too
dark to see, and her father comes and beckons her in.
The blue hood and grey tippet disappear into the
house. A traveller walking slowly up the hill sees it
alland sighs to himself. What does it matter to him?
Indoors or out of doors it will be all the same from
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this day forth. He must stand and watch for her
no more. The old father hangs about for a few
minutes outside the house, doing something to his
beehives or mending a bit of fence. The stranger
comes up and asks him the way to the Snow
Garden. All the peasants know it by that name ;
but only you and I and Myra have been there.
‘Up as far as the road will take you, then
through a narrow pass and along a beck. It will
be rather full just now, but not much above your
ankles anywhere. Then you will have to scramble
But it will be
dark before then—will you not stay and pass the



up the grey crags to your left

night here?’

‘Is there no other place where I could sleep, a
little further on ?’ said the marquis, whose courage
failed at the thought of being under the same roof
with Myra, though he did not mind what real
dangers he had to encounter.

‘There is an old tumbledown shepherd’s hut
among the bracken—the only building you will
pass-—but ——’

‘ That will do for me, said the marquis, who all
the while was listening only half to what the old
man said, for a pretty, clear voice, which he knew

too well, was singing inside the house—
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‘Bonnie dun cow,
Come over the beck,
I’ve a silver bell
To hang round your neck.
Bonnie dun cow,
If you go astray
You must wear a halter
The livelong day.’

‘I must get out of the sound of this, said the
marquis to himself. ‘Thank you, my friend. I
think I will go on. Good night!’ And he went
his way, leaving the old man much surprised. For
though the marquis thought he had dressed him-
self with the greatest simplicity, the old man could
see easily enough he was not one of the sort who
generally go up mountains.

It was quite a new feeling to be walking in that
grand, lonely place by himself’ The sun had gone
down ; the trees seemed to get larger and blacker,
the sky more grave and sorrowful, the sound of the
water to gain more and more upon his thoughts.

‘What does it say? What does it mean?’ He
turned round for a last look at Myra’s cottage.
‘That must be the roof—yes, there was just such a
tree beside it—and there is her little bedroom
window rising above the green. Now for the walk
along the beck. Tinkle, tinkle, tinkle! That is good,

for it is so dark now, one will soon not be able to
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make out anything. I wonder what they are
doing at home—there is to be that grand party!
How can people give parties and think them grand
when there are places like this in the world? I
wonder how Edmund is. I dare say he used often
to be here when he was a boy. Perhaps he and
Myra used to pick up bits of spar and stone by this
very stream. How could I think I had a chance
against such a long-lived love as that? Heigh-ho!
I have never had any marchioness or countess
to play with by a brook-side. I can fancy him,
when they were both little, carrying her pickaback
over these stepping-stones and picking all the
nicest raspberries for her. Why can I not think of
something else? I have been taught all sorts of
things. I wonder if I could repeat an ode of
Horace now. How does it go ?
** Bonnie dun cow,
If you go astray

You must wear a halter
The livelong day.”

That haunting tune w/ run in my head. But
what I can’t help, I can’t help. I must do, and
not think. And here, I suppose, is the shepherd’s
hut.’

The shepherd’s hut was indecd a lonely place—
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a few stones rudely flung together, a floor strewn
with bracken, a fragment of an old plaid lying ina
corner, a hurdle or two with tufts of wool sticking
to them. The marquis was glad it was so dark.
Down he lay, and sound he slept, after eating a
morsel which he had prudently brought with him.
Once the night chills woke him, and he looked out
for a moment on the grey, silent, solemn hills, and
listened to the wind in the bracken, then threw
the ragged plaid over him, and slept till sunrise.
Oh that sunrise! It was a thing never to be
forgotten. First it caught the high snowy peak in
front, which seemed to be looking out for it and
to welcome it with a delicious blush; then one
mountain crown after another was lighted up ; and
if you looked the other way, what growing and
ever-changing fulness of beauty! Above the dark
violet hills clouds that seemed almost of the same
colour, rolling themselves slowly out and melting
into crimson—then a burst of gold behind as the
sun triumphantly sprang forth—the more distant
streaks of turquoise green and blue, so pale, so
peaceful—the mountain dewdrops shining, the
leaves glistening, the grass rustling gently in the
morning wind! Then one more look at the
mountain peak, which is now bathed in a fuller
D
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and more gladsome light. Is that a little cloud
that floats lightly away from beneath it, and seems
to land itself on the high ground on which the
shepherd’s hut’ stands? It comes nearer and un-
folds itself. It ought to vanish into vapour, but it
gathers shape. It is nota cloud, perhaps, after all.
It seems to draw nearer still. Now it is lost for
an instant behind that bend of the hill. Now——
Some one walks this way. An old peasant woman
in ared cloak. She does not imagine any one is
listening, and she sings:

‘Among the dewdrops my feet I set,

And still my shoes are never wet.

Among the daisies at morn I wend:

I tread the flowers, but they never bend.

Along the sunbeams I float and glide,

Yet never darken the sunshine’s pride,

And no one marks me and none doth know
I come from my garden in the snow.’

As she finished singing she looked up—a beautiful
old woman with keen blue eyes and snowy hair.

Astolfo does not feel sure to this day, but he
thinks he spoke to her first, and asked her where
the Snow Garden was, and told her why he wanted
to know—that there was a friend of his who was
very ill, and that he had consulted the Birthday
Witch, and what her advice had been.
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‘That is my sister, the old peasant woman
said. ‘I do not let many people into my garden,
but as you have come all this way at her bidding,
I cannot refuse. you. Follow me. You must not
be afraid, but go wherever I go.’ ,

Never had Astolfo seen any one, young or: old,
who was in the smallest degree to be compared with
his present guide for lightness of step and fearless-
ness. The narrowest ledge of rock on the pre-
cipitous side of a valley, the giddiest leap from one
slippery side of a mountain torrent to another,
the stiffest scramble, were all like play to her.
When he, tired and out of breath, was struggling
with some of these difficulties, she only turned
round and smiled. at him a kind, and withal a
mischievous smile on that. thousand-wrinkled,
many-historied face of hers. As to putting out
her hand to help him, that never seemed to occur
to her. At last they were close to the snowy
peak.

‘Now,’ said the old woman, ‘I must leave you
awhile. Enter the garden, and under the cedar
trees you will find all that you need. There is a
river running there, and it is a river of tears. You
will see a figure of a woman in chains who looks
as if she were weeping bitterly, and she has good

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reason, for she disobeyed her best benefactor, and
that has brought her into this captivity. But it is
those tears that. will heal your friend—if indeed
you wish him to be cured.’ She looked piercing]
at Astolfo.

‘IT ought to wish it,’ he said.

‘If when you get there you still wish it, fill the
cup you have brought with you; but before you
depart, sprinkle a few drops upon the statue, and
carry the rest carefully home. Adieu! There lies
your way.’

As the old woman vanished Astolfo noticed
a little doorway standing ajar in the rock. He
entered and found himself in the midst of the
enchanted garden. Dazzled as he was with its
beauty, he hardly stayed to notice it, so anxious
was he to do his errand. The grapes dangled
temptingly before him, ripe plums lay in the grass
at his feet, but he did not once put out his hand.
There was the cedar grove. There was the
stream. The doves cooed sadly and yet sweetly
among the dark boughs. A statue stood near, °
head bent, hair dishevelled, hands bound. Beneath
was inscribed, ‘TO THE GREATEST CONQUEROR.’

‘¢ Tears of sorrow, which shall be
Health to him, and joy to thee.”
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‘Health to him, I hope, but no joy to me,
thought Astolfo. ‘But what does that matter?
Now I am here I must do my best. And he
dipped his cup in the trembling waters.

As he did so, he almost thought he saw Myra’s
face rise for a moment before him and scatter
itself away among the ripples. ‘Lost, lost,’ he said
to himself; and he raised the cup carefully to his
level, and was preparing to carry it away when he
suddenly recollected the statue, and flung a few
drops upon the figure as it bent there so mourn-
fully. What was his astonishment! The beauti-
ful face looked up, the beautiful hair was thrown
back, colour flushed into the cheeks, and the
sweetest voice he had ever heard said, ‘ You only
can loose my chains—you who have been the
greatest conqueror, in that you have conquered
yourself.’

Astolfo flew to her side, and at his touch the
fetters dropped off with a clang and fell into the
stony basin. It seemed to him that no woman he
had ever seen was equal to this most exquisite
creature. He could hardly take his eyes off her.
And then something in the face, something in the
voice, struck him.

‘Why, it is Elvira!’ he said. Andas he said it,
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all his old love for her came back again, and hers
for him; while she told him how the page was a
fairy page, and the horse a fairy horse, sent to try
her and see if she would be dutiful and obedient
or not. She gave way to the temptation, and the
horse galloped away with her and never stopped
till he reached the: Snow Garden, where the
fairy had punished her by turning her into a
statue. That she had ever done wrong was hard
to believe ; that she ever would do wrong again,
impossible ; while her gratitude to him could find
no words, ;

‘How can I thank you—how can I repay
you ?’ she exclaimed. - Need any one be told what
answer he made, or what bliss was his when she
allowed him to kiss her hand? At the same
moment the fairy appeared.

‘All is forgiven, she said, looking at Elvira.
‘I know your repentance is sincere, and that you
have one by your side whose example will
strengthen your own good resolutions. I will
myself be at your wedding, and will bestow such
a dowry on the bride as no princess, Astolfo, of
all those whom your parents have proposed to
you, could ever equal.’

The rest can easily be imagined: the recovery
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of Edmund ; his gratitude, and that of Myra, who
with delight recognised in the restored princess the
statue of the enchanted garden.; the kindness of
Astolfo’s parents ; and the excitement of the whole
city. These people lived and died long ago, and
the key of the Snow Garden was buried in Myra’s
grave. We wonder if any one will ever find his

way thither again.
WHO IS MASTER?

WILFRED was a little boy who wanted his own way
much oftener than he got it. There were no less
than seven people who seemed to have nothing in
the world to do but to interfere with him whenever
he was enjoying himseif. First, there was his
nurse, who was always wanting him to do some-
thing he was not doing, or to leave off something
he was. If he was sleepy in the morning, she
always said it was time to get up; if he happened
to be particularly wide awake, it was much too
early to be stirring yet—and so it went on all
through the day. His father and mother were
away in India, but there were Aunt Julia and Aunt
Nina, who took a great deal of trouble with him,
too much trouble, Wilfred sometimes thought ;
and Uncle Harry, who did not take so much
trouble, but was always sending him off on mes-
sages just in the middle of his play. Then there
WHO IS MASTER? 4I

was the gardener, who never would let him pick
the flowers he liked ; and Dick, the boy who did
the boots and shoes, and saw to the pony, who
was kinder to him than anybody, and taught
him to fish, but who wouldn’t let him go into the
field where the water was by himself, as he wanted
to do. -Then, last of all, there was Grandpapa, of
whom Wilfred was dreadfully afraid, and who one
day sent him all the way upstairs to the nursery in
the middle of the dessert, just because he asked
for some strawberries, without waiting till they
were offered him. As Wilfred was going upstairs
crying and rubbing his eyes with his knuckles, he
stopped for a minute or two in the great, passage
which went ina square just above the entrance hall,
so that you could look down on the people’s heads
over the banisters as they came in. This, by the
way, was one of Wilfred’s favourite pleasures, only
he was sure to be stopped in it by somebody.
To-night, however, he had the hall to himself;
nurse was gone down to supper. It was a bright
summer evening, much too early for anyone to
come and light the lamps. Out of the great
passage window you could see the sheep and
lambs, and the pigeon-house and the pond.
Wilfred wished he was a pigeon to fly just where
42 WHO IS MASTER?

he liked, or a duck to dabble about just where he
pleased. As this thought came into his head he
left off crying.

Quite in one corner stood the great clock,
which Wilfred, when he was quite little, used to be
a good deal afraid of. It was taller than Uncle
Harry, and when it struck, everybody seemed to
think so much of what it told them, that Wilfred
thought it must be the greatest and happiest
person in the world.

‘O clock, I wish I were you!’ said he, as he
looked straight up into the clock’s face, and
watched: the minute hand give the tiniest little
movement as it slipped across one of the black
minute marks.

‘Do you?’ said, or rather ticked, the great
clock, as the pendulum swung to and fro.

‘Yes, I do, exclaimed the little boy.

‘Why ?’ said the clock with another tick.

‘Because then, instead of my having to mind
everybody, everybody would mind me,’

‘Do, you, think, so, indeed?’ said the clock,
which always spoke in this funny jerky tick-tick
way it had.

‘Why, of course I do, said Wilfred. ‘Even
Grandpapa minds you. The moment you said




“QO CLOCK, I WISH I WERE YOu !’
WHO IS MASTER? 43

something the other day, he called out—* There’s
the clock ; that warns me I must go and finish my
letter.” And Uncle Harry always says he comes
down to tea when he hears you; and nurse comes
and looks, oh, how she does look at you; and
Aunt Nina’s always coming to ask you if it’s time
to give baby her medicine. Everybody minds
you! Oh! how I wish I were a clock!’

‘Will, you, change, with, me, just, to-morrow ?’
said the clock ; Wilfred nodded ; ‘and, then, you'll,
see, how, you, will, like, it,” it added, or rather
ticked.

‘Master Wilfred, Master Wilfred—what do you
mean?’ cried nurse, coming and catching him
round the waist. ‘There’s that clock saying it’s
twenty minutes to eight, and you know you always
go to bed at half-past seven. O my! what a boy
you are! Here have I been running all over the
house after you.’ .

‘Wilfred said nothing, but nodded. again to the
clock, and the clock said, ‘We, won't, forget!’
though nurse thought only ‘ How very loud that
clock always ticks when the house is quiet!’ She
put Wilfred to bed and covered him up, and he
was soon asleep in his crib. Baby was. in the

bassinet with her arms round the rabbit with two
44 WHO IS MASTER?

button eyes. She never could go to sleep in or
out of her perambulator without Bunny.

When Wilfred woke in the morning he found
he had got his wish, and really was inside the clock.
It was so odd being there, and he found himself
going on tick, tick, tick, tick, without thinking any-
thing about it. Theticking seemed part of him, just
like breathing does. It was so amusing being up
there, where, of course, no one could see him, or know
anything about it. He could see right up into the top
landing, where the maids were dusting, he heard one
of them say, ‘La, Betsy, how that old clock do gallop,
to be sure!’ and the other said, ‘Aye, I told you
you'd have to make haste, or you’d never get them
stairs done.. And the other maid came down with
a flannel and some beeswax, and began polishing
the old stairs, and Wilfred looked down on the top
of her head, and felt how he would have liked to
make her jump by throwing a bit of paper or some-
thing down upon her. Only then he recollected,
for the first time, he could not get his arms out of
the case, and he did not like that at all. When
Sally stopped her scrubbing for a minute, and
rubbed her elbow, calling out, ‘Oh! my poor arms,
how they do ache!’ Wilfred for the first time in his

life began to wish he could make his ache too, At
WHO IS MASTER ? 45

last he thought he must call out to her, and he
opened his mouth—

‘One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight !’
This wasn’t in the least what he meant to say, but
Sally instantly jumped up, pulled down her sleeves,
and called out:

‘Upon my word; eight o’clock already !’ and
in another moment the big breakfast bell rang, and
off Sally went.

‘And now,’ thought Wilfred, ‘we shall see
who’s in time for breakfast this morning.’ First,
came down Aunt Julia, buttoning her cuffs, and
looking as she always did, very neat and tidy, with
the keys of the tea-chest in her hand. She just
gave one look at the clock, and another at her
watch, ‘Two minutes anda half fast by Station
time,’ she sdid to herself. Then came Grandpapa
and Aunt Nina; she was not quite so tidy as Aunt
Julia. Grandpapa was telling her how he thought
he got his cold yesterday, so she took no notice of
the clock. Then came Grandmamma inher pretty
white shawl, and holding her hand was a little boy,
who had got on Wilfred’s brown pinafore and blue
bow. Wilfred knew directly this must be the little
man who generally lived inside the clock, and who,
of course, had changed places with him.
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‘Why, Wilfred, how slow you are coming down-
stairs this morning!’ said Grandmamma. ‘I’m
afraid my little boy is not well. Generally he runs
downstairs head over heels, and to-day he walks
down as steady as Father Time.’

‘Ithurts metorun. I like to do things regular,’
said this funny little boy, putting down his feet step
after step just as the clock ticked.

‘Pll teach you how to hurry,’ said a rough good-
natured voice behind him, and there was Uncle
Harry, who seized the little boy in his arms, and
rushed downstairs with him.

‘O don't, don’t,’ said the little fellow, beginning
to cry ; ‘don’t like rough people—don’t like to be
jumped, and he went back and took hold of Grand-
mamma’s hand, who was always so steady and so
gentle, and walked with her into the dining-room.
Now, I am sorry to say the real Wilfred had had
a bad habit of beginning with saying, ‘I want
some jam,’ though Aunt Julia had tried very hard
to teach him better. But this new little boy went
straight up to his Grandpapa, put out his hand, and
said, ‘How do you do, my beloved Grandfather?’
Grandpapa, who was reading his newspaper, only
gave him a pat on the head; but Wilfred stood

like a statue till he put down the paper and turned
WHO IS MASTER? 47

round ; on which he again said, ‘ How do you do,
my beloved Grandfather? I trust you are not
suffering from any increase of deafness.’ :

Grandpapa only said, ‘That'll do, my little
fellow ; now you may go about your business.’

‘Come and have your breakfast, Wilfred,’ said
Aunt Julia; but Wilfred would never be satisfied
till he had gone round the room, and made a proper
little speech to Grandmamma, and Aunt Nina, and
Uncle Harry. How they did laugh at him, to be
sure! but he did not seem to notice it. In time,
however, they got him into his place by Aunt Nina
Still he didn’t look at all happy or comfortable.
At last he said, in a very miserable tone of voice,
‘My plate’s cracked across the middle, and got a
chip out of one side.’

‘Well, you little goose,’ said Aunt Nina, ‘and
suppose it has, it won’t hurt you.’

‘But plates oughtn’t to be cracked,’ said Wil-
fred, ‘and, Aunt Nina, your collar’s crooked.’

‘Don’t make impertinent remarks, Wilfred,’
said Aunt Julia.

‘J didn’t méan to be impertinent,’ said Wilfred,
getting very red, ‘but. things ought to be right,
oughtn’t they?’ He ate his breakfast of bread

and milk very quietly after this ; though he couldn’t
48 WHO IS MASTER?

help saying, quite in a whisper to himself, ‘I wish
they’d cut all the bits of bread the same size—but
I suppose they don’t know any better.’ Meanwhile
Grandpapa and Uncle Harry talked about all sorts
of things, and never stopped till presently Wilfred
touched his Aunt’s sleeve, with, ‘ Help me down,
please, Aunt Nina; it’s time I went for my walk.’

‘Really, Wilfred, you seem a most particular
little fellow this morning. Why do you want to
be in such a hurry to leave us? Generally
‘you want to stay and see Grandpapa’s watch.’

‘It’s time,’ said Wilfred, very gravely ; ‘and
Grandpapa’s watch doesn’t go at all well. At
least, not very well ; and I couldn’t advise him to
depend on it

‘Well, really,’ said both the aunts, as soon as
Wilfred was out of the room, ‘something odd must
have come to that child; he’s not got a bit of
play in him. He took no notice of Spot ; gene-
rally he wants to have agame of romps with him ;
and he walked out of the room like a little old
man, and shut the door so carefully. I hope he
isn’t always going to go on as if he was sixty,
instead of six and a half. Look at him in the
garden now, with his gloves on, walking up and

down exactly like a policeman.’
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‘There are thirty-two steps in this path, they
heard him saying to himself; ‘if I go up it twenty
times, and down it twenty times, that will make one
thousand two hundred and eighty; how many
furlongs will that be, and how loag would it take
to go five miles?’

He answered these questions quite correctly,
almost as soon as he had asked them—but of
course I shall not tell you the answers, as it will be
nice practice for you to do the sums. The real
Wilfred could say as far as three times seven in the
multiplication table, so you will not wonder if Aunt
Nina felt rather surprised. He was getting very
tired of his place on the landing. He wanted a
run in the garden dreadfully—he almost wished,
when he heard the other Wilfred say, ‘Aunt
Nina, it’s time for lessons, and I’ve got all my
books out in the schoolroom,’ that he could have
come too.

Poor Aunt Nina had a hard time of it, teaching
that funny little boy his lessons. He said them
without a single mistake, and even put her right
when she got wrong. He never fidgeted or stood
on one foot, or looked out of the window, but kept
his cyes steadily fixed on the beads round his aunt’s
neck, till she couldn’t help saying,‘ Why do you

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keep looking at me so, Wilfred? Have I got a
spider or anything creeping over me?’

‘Oh no, said Wilfred. ‘If you will please tell
me where I am to look, I shall have great pleasure
in doing so!’

‘Oh, look anywhere you like, child ; only don’t
stare so!’

‘Shall I proceed to repeat, “Thank you, pretty
cow?”’ said Wilfred, handing her the book, right
way up, with the marker in it. (The real Wilfred
generally contrived, if he could, to get hold of the
marker, and twiddle it all the time of his lesson.)
This is the way he said it, counting to himself in
whispers, and saying the other words aloud:

‘Thank you (o7e) pretty cow (ove) that made
Pleasant milk (o7e) to soak my bread (one, /zvo)

Every morn (ove) and every night (07)

Warm (ove) and fresh (ove) and sweet (ove) and white
(one, two, three, four).

‘Why you've taken to quite a new way of
saying it!’ said his aunt.

‘But it’s the right way!’ said little Wilfred.
‘It says in the spelling-book, that you ought to
count one for a comma; two for a semicolon;
three for a colon; and four for a full-stop.’

‘Well, but you might say it as if you cared a
little about the cow !’
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‘But if it wasn’t a real cow, how should I care
about her?’

Aunt Nina thought such a foolish boy as
this was past being argued with, and, just as she
was going to close the book, she heard a sound
that made her jump. It was only the old clock
striking twelve, but it struck so loud that it quite
surprised her. Really and truly it was the other
Wilfred inside, who was calling out lustily because
he was so tired of being up there all by himself;
but no one found it out. The only thing that
happened was that Uncle Harry’s horse came
round, as it had been ordered at twelve; anda
great bell rang to tell the men in the yard they
might go home to dinner. Certainly Wilfred had
his wish; everybody minded him, but it was
wonderful how little pleasure he got outof it. He
began to wonder if kings and other great people
were like that; if they were, he didn’t think he
should so much care to bea king after all, and yet,
at another time, how delighted he would have
been with his power! People came and looked at
him so carefully and respectfully and anxiously.
When he struck one, every one hurried downstairs
for lunch. Wilfred was so hungry, but all he had

to live upon was the oil inside his works, and ¢hat
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had not been renewed for a long while. And yet
it was not being exactly hungry cither; it was’
more the feeling of wanting to hear what they
were all talking about at luncheon. About a
quarter to two, Aunt Nina-came upstairs, and
looked at him. ‘Oh you nice old clock,’ said she,
‘you've actually given me a quarter of an hour to
spare—just time to write to Fred—’ and off she
went to her room.

Presently Aunt Julia came up, and stood on
the landing. She, too, was watching the clock, for
exactly at two some girls from the village were to
come for a singing lesson, and Aunt Julia was
never late for anything. Wilfred dd wish he could
hurry on just a little bit—but no! It was quite
true everybody minded him, but it was only
because he minded the exact time. In a minute
or two Aunt Nina came back. ‘Julia, she said in
a low voice, ‘I am quite unhappy about Wilfred.
He does not seem the least like himself. He did
his lessons all right, but he doesn’t care to play,
and he talks just like a book. I hope he isn’t going
to be ill!?

‘What is he doing now?’

‘What de you think? Putting the schoolroom

to rights. I caught him in the nursery, first hang-
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ing all the pictures straight, and putting the table-
cloth exactly square. And then he went after
grandmamma, and asked leave to fold her shawl
even for her. You never saw such a little prig as
he is! And it’s so unlike him! I can’t think
what’s to be done.’

‘If he isn’t better by this time to-morrow, we
must send for a doctor, said Aunt Julia. ‘Any-
how, I think you might give him some of the
mixture before breakfast to-morrow.’

Wilfred did not quite know whether to laugh
or cry at this. He felt inclined to laugh, as he
thought, ‘ Well, at all events by this time to-morrow
I shall be out of this horrid old case, but he didn’t
like the notion of the mixture at all. Then, again,
he laughed so much at the idea of their giving him
medicine when he didn’t want it, but it only
sounded like the clock striking two.

‘Two o'clock! No, really!’ said Aunt Julia,
and it was rather fun to sce the pace at which she
ran downstairs. Aunt Nina, too, was called by
grandmamma, and once more the landing was
quiet.

Presently a little figure, in a brown pinafore
and blue bow, came stealing up the stairs. It was
the sham Wilfred. And he came and looked at
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the clock with a deep sigh. ‘Well, how do you
like it 2’ said he.

And the real Wilfred, who could speak to him,
though to nobody else, replied, ‘I hate it! I wish
it was bed-time !’

‘So do I’

‘What, do you mean to say you want to be up
here again ?’

‘Of course I do. Your world makes me
perfectly miserable. Nothing is done regularly,
and they expect me to make up my own mind.
How should I know whether I like apple tart or
rice pudding best? I can’t reckon it up.’

‘Why apple tart, of course, said the real
Wilfred. ‘I should know pretty quick if they
asked me. But why ain’t you playing with Spot
in the garden ?’

‘Why should I play?’

‘Why of course! Why should. you? Why,
because play’s the nicest thing in the world.’

‘I don’t see any reason in it.’

‘I don’t know what sort of a game that is,’ said
the real Wilfred. ‘If it’s nice I should like to play
at it. And so you really want to come back
here ?’

The sham Wilfred nodded his head, and added,
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‘It will be such a comfort to me to be among
things that I may really depend on again! In
your world nobody seems to know what anybody
is going to do next.’

‘Well, I am sick enough of being up here,’ said
the real Wilfred. ‘I shall never want to have
people mind me again as long as I live. Do
you think I really mst stick up here till bed-
time?’

The sham Wilfred nodded sorrowfully ; adding,
‘Aunt Nina said I might go and amuse myself.
What does she mean by amuse? Is it any sort of
counting ?’

The other Wilfred tried to explain it, but the
more he explained the more puzzled the other got ;
and at last he sat down on the stairs, with his head
on his hands, and did not stir‘till the clock struck
five, and nurse came to fetch him to tea.

Tea was a very pleasant time with the real
Wilfred. Nurse was so good-natured, and used to
let him make toast on the fire shovel under the
grate, and: besides that he used to make patterns
with the treacle on his bread. Then baby was
always so funny, and would want whatever she
saw him eating, and laugh at him so prettily from
her high chair. But this other Wilfred didn’t care
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to make treacle patterns, and was quite miserable
if his fingers got sticky, and sat looking so glum
that poor baby began to cry when she found he
was so different from usual.

‘Why don’t you talk to her like you generally
do, Master Wilfred?’ said nurse. ‘Look, she
wants you to play at “ This pig went to market”
with her, don’t you, baby ?’

‘You can play at it, if you like, Nurse,’ said
Wilfred. ‘But it’s all nonsense when there ain’t
any pigs, and there isn’t any market. If she likes
to play at learning weights and measures, or any-
thing sensible, I don’t mind!’

‘One would think you’d never been a baby
yourself, said Nurse, out of all patience with him.
‘There, get along with you, do! Never mind, my
precious. Come along with Nurse, and we'll ride
a cock-horse to Banbury Cross, to see an old lady
ride on a white horse!’

‘I wish you wouldn’t talk such stuff, Nurse,’
said Wilfred very gravely and solemnly. ‘You
know there isn’t an old lady or a white horse any-
where, and you'll never get to Banbury Cross if
you go on like that for ever.’

‘Never mind him, baby darling. It’s quite

good enough for us, isn’t it?’ said Nurse as she
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went on rocking baby. on her knee, who was laugh-
ing as merrily as possible.

Poor little Wilfred—the pretence Wilfred—
stood by, looking, Nurse thought, cross, but was
really only very puzzled, as anybody might be who
had lived always inside a clock. In fact, he seemed
so uncomfortable that Aunt Julia said, when she
came up into the nursery, that he might go to bed
if he liked, instead of coming down to dessert.
And so ended that miserable day.

Next morning, when Nurse came to the bed-
side with the mixture in her hand, she found the
little boy fast asleep and very rosy. The moment
he opened his eyes, he threw his arms round her
neck, and gave her such a hug that the glass very
nearly dropped out of her hand.

‘O Nurse,am I here? Oh, I’m so glad; so
glad!’ cried he, kissing her again.

‘Why, where else should you be but in your
warm bed, Master Wilfred?’ said Nurse, kissing
him in her turn.

‘Oh, I don’t know. MHaven’t I been inside a
clock ?’

‘What nonsense! Why, you’re dreaming all
this while, said Nurse.

‘Was it a dream?’ said Wilfred. ‘Oh, Iam so
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glad. I can stretch my arms out anyhow to-day
It seems such a long while since I saw you last!
And Baby! How’s Baby?’

‘All right, Master Wilfred. But now you must
drink this stuff’

‘Me! I don’t want anything. I’m quite well,
Nurse, thank you.’

‘But your Aunt Julia said you were to have it
the first thing this morning.’

Wilfred had made one good resolution while
he was inside the clock, and that was never to wish
for his own way again. So he drank down the
nasty stuff without a murmur ; and since then he
has always been noted as a very obedient little
boy, who never tries to go against what he is told.

As to the little man in the clock, he is, we be-
lieve, quite happy also. He is, if possible, more
regular and punctual than ever, and gives the
greatest possible satisfaction to himself and all the
family, except those naughty people who are never
in time for anything, but who vainly try to put him
in the wrong. Wilfred always stands up for him,
and he always stands up for Wilfred, by proving
to all the world what a regular and steady lad he
is growing up. Every one, you see, is best in his
proper place, and there zs a proper place even for

the Banbury Cross old lady and her white pony.
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THERE was once a little boy, named Jem, who had
everything a little boy could want to make him
happy. He had a kind father and mother, and a
kitten to play with, and a little mug and plate of
his very own at dinner, and a box of bricks, and a
great many other nice things. Jem would have
been a very happy little boy indeed, if misfortunes
had not so often happened to make him cross.
Sometimes the soap got into his eyes when his
mother washed him ; and nearly always the stones
got into his shoes when he played in the garden.
As he got older, he always thought more things
happened to make him cross than to any one clse.
Sometimes when he was building a house with his
bricks his mother would go by, and, in her hurry,
whisk his beautiful tower down with her petticoat.

He was the one who was sure to burn his

mouth at dinner, or to slip down in the middle of
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a puddle, or to get scratched when the others were
picking blackberries, or to have gnats flying in
his eye. And the worst of it was, his mother and
everybody else always said, ‘Jem, I wouldn’t lose
my temper like that, if I were you. Oh, dear!
Jem’s losing his temper again! What a pity Jem
can never keep his temper !’

How Jem used to wonder what his temper was!
It could not be like his buttons, because when they
fell off he could hunt about on the floor, and have
them sewed on again. It could not be like his
mother’s thimble, because when that was lost she
always tried to remember where she had had it
last ; and in time it was sure to turn up, though
sometimes trodden a little out of shape. But a
temper was quite another thing. Jem used to
think if he could only see his, and know what it
looked like, then next time he lost it he would be
able to go and hunt for it under the table, or
behind the door, or perhaps see it peeping from
behind the gooseberry bushes. He so often lost it
there that he began to think that must be the most
likely place. But how could he be expected to
find a thing when he didn’t know what it was like ?

One day Jem was very unlucky indeed. His
father always used to give him a ride on the old
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mare before he went off to market; but that
Wednesday morning somebody came to talk to
him just at the last minute, and he hadn't time.
So he went off in a great hurry, and Jem saw him
from the attic window riding away, and he never
once turned his head to say good-bye. He had
quite forgotten all about Jem. But Jem had been
thinking of nothing else but his ride ever since he
got out of bed, and began to cry and throw himself
about as if nothing would ever stop him.

‘Jemmy, Jemmy !’ said his mother ; ‘do Icave
off crying, there’s a good boy. Father will give
you a ride some other day.’

But Jem wouldn’t listen to her, and cried all the
more, till at last his mother had to go downstairs
and leave him, and he heard her say in the passage
just outside the door, ‘Poor Jemmy! he’s lost his
temper again, I’m sorry to say ; he’s a/ways losing
his temper! What is to be done? Well, I must
go to the orchard, and hang the things out from
the wash. It’s a beautiful drying morning, with
this nice sun and this fresh west wind.’

‘So I’ve lost my temper again!’ said Jem to
himself, as, half choked with crying, he wiped his
red cyes with the back of his hand. ‘I wonder

where it’s gone to! I suppose if I could find it I
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should not be so unhappy. I want to see it. I
wish I knew what it looked like.’

All this was said in a sort of guggle-guggling
way between his sobs. At last Jem made up his
mind that he would go into the wide world and
find his temper. He put on his hat, and hurried
downstairs, and out into the garden, and then into
the wood. The larks were singing, the apple-
blossoms were blowing about, the lambs were
bleating, and the clothes went flap-flapping in the
orchard. He saw his mother pinning them up on
the line ; but she never noticed him.

He met all sorts of things on the road : a white
dog with black spots, a wagon, and a donkey-cart,
and a man driving some cows, and he wondered
whether any of them had seen his temper, and
could help him to find it. But as they said nothing
to him he did not like to ask them, for he knew
when his father had once picked up a red pocket-
handkerchief on the road he tied it to the end of a
stick, and asked everybody if it was his ; so Jem
thought that was what people always did if they
found things that belonged to somebody else,

Jem went on and on, and nobody said a word
to him, though once a great brown dog came and

sniffed at him, and frightened him a good deal.
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Presently, however, as he was going along under a
high hedge, something flew over it, and bounded
over the footpath. It was a cricket-ball—only not
like a common cricket-ball, for it seemed all over
gold, and if you tried to hold it, it almost jumped
out of your hands by itself. Jem had to roll it up
tight in his pinafore, for it sprang about almost as
if it was alive. Then he heard a number of people
running and calling about, and through the twigs
of the hedge he could sce them. But there was
not a gate anywhere to the field, so he could not
get in. Presently a most beautiful boy in a pink
cap peeped over the hedge.

‘Throw it up, there’s a good fellow!’ said he
and Jem threw the ball to him as hard as he could
with both hands.

The boy caught it, and flung it away again as
hard as ever /e could, and there was a great shout-
ing, and laughing, and cheering among them all.
Through the twigs of the hedge Jem could sce all
sorts of beautiful colours flitting about; and oh!
the noise, and the laughing, and the shouting were
beyond everything. At last the boy in the pink
cap looked over the hedge again.

‘Hallo! then you haven’t gone?’ said he ‘I
was just looking about for you. Hlere’s sixpence,
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and we're very much obliged to you for finding our
ball.’

‘Oh, I don’t want sixpence |’ said Jem ; ‘ I want
to ect over into your field, and see what you’re all
doing.’

The boy in the pink cap looked very serious.

‘But you cav’t, said he ; ‘there isn’t any gate to
the field.’

‘Then how did you get in ??

‘Oh, that’s quite another matter !’ said the boy,
laughing in the funniest way you ever saw. ‘ You’re
a sharp little fellow, though. [Pve a great mind
——-’ and here he whispered to another boy, in a
blue-and-silver cap, who was standing by him.
They both laughed.

‘Give us your hand, then,’ said the boy in the
blue cap to Jem.

Jem put out his hand.

‘ Now then, give a jump!’ said the pink boy.

‘But I can’t, said Jem. ‘The hedge is ever so
much higher than my head.’

‘TI say, you fellow,’ said the blue boy, ‘do you
wish to get into our field, or do you not? Because
if you do, there’s no time to be lost, and you had
better do as we tell you.’

So Jem put out his hands, and, lo and behold,
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all in a moment, he was over the hedge without
a scratch or a splash. Never was anything so
wonderful !

‘ And now, what do you think of our field ?’ said
the pink boy.

But Jem could not answer. He was standing
with his mouth open, admiring it all.

All round the field were apple-trees and pear-
trees, covered with beautiful flowers and ripe fruit ;
strawberries and violets grew on the banks, and in
the grass were all sorts of wild flowers, except just.
in the middle of the field, where the cricket was
going on. Half the cricketers were in pink and
half in blue. They were the most beautiful boys
you ever saw. But the odd thing was, Jem
thought he had seen them all before. He knew
their faces quite well-one minute, and the next he
did not know them a bit. They all seemed to be
enjoying themselves very much, and they all
cheered him three times over, and three more to
that, when the pink boy told them he was the
person who had picked up their ball.

So Jem went round the field, and round the
field, noticing everything and everybody, till at last
he came on one dear little pink boy who was lying
on the ground, with his cap over his eyes, pretend-

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ing to be asleep. Jem gave him a little pull as he
went by, and the boy turned round.

‘Oh, it’s you, is it?’ said he. ‘But you don’t
want me yet, do you? No, I’m sure you can’t
want me yet.’

‘Why, who are you?’ said Jem.

The boy sat up on the grass and looked at
him.

‘Don’t you know me?’ said he,

‘Why, this is very funny!’ said Jem. ‘ You're
just like me: only ever so much nicer, of course.’

And certainly he was; for Jem’s eyes were still
rather red, and he had a smear on his face, half
tears and half dirt, and his hat was on hind side
before.

‘Of course I’m like you, said the boy, laugh-
ing. ‘Why, Pm your temper. Don’t you know
you lost me this morning, when you were so put

d



out about

‘Oh, never mind all about that, said Jem,
getting very red. ‘But how is it I’ve never seen
you before?’

‘Oh, you never do see us, of course, only in this
field, said the boy. ‘This is the Field of the Lost
Tempers. Whenever anybody gets into a passion
his temper flics away here, and has such a nice
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holiday! You know nobody’s ever cross here!
We don’t know what it means.’

‘And do you often come here ?’ said Jem, who
was quite afraid what the answer would be.

‘Why, tolerably often. I should think you knew
that pretty well,’ said the pink boy, laughing at
him. ‘But there’s a poor thing that hardly ever
gets half an hour’s holiday from one week’s end to
another. There, you know who it is, of course:
that blue boy there who is catching the ball.’

He was one of the most beautiful of them all,
and looked so happy. Whom was he so like ?

‘Why, it’s more like poor Nancy than any
one, said Jem.

Poor Nancy was an oldish woman who had
been bedridden for many years, and whom Jem
was always sadly afraid of, because she had a
rough chin, almost like a man’s, and her fingers
were all twisted with rheumatism; and yet this
beautiful boy was as like her as possible. Howhe
bounded about the field! He played better than
any one. Presently a little sound like a silver bell
was heard,

‘ That means me, of course !’ said he, letting the
ball drop out of his hands, and giving a little sigh.

‘Ah, poor fellow, vou never get very long!’

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said one of the boys who had helped Jem over the
hedge.

‘No, that I don’t. Ididn’t think I should have
got off. this morning; but she was rather put
out at having her bed made, so I got a little run
for once. Poor, dear old thing! I wouldn’t leave
her a minute longer than she chose. She has
troubles enough without that.’

And he flew away, kissing his hand to them
all. Jem thought he had never seen anything half
so lovely.

‘What would she do without him?’ said his
first friend. ‘Though my master seems to do with-
out me pretty well. I’ve hardly been near him for
a fortnight.’

‘And who’s your master ?’

‘Oh, you haven’t ever seen him? I thought
you might. Your father has seen him often
enough: the Baron of Growlingham !’

‘Oh dear!’ said Jem, who knew the Baron was
his father’s landlord, and thought he must be a very
terrible person indeed. For Jem was afraid of his
father now and then, and what must any one be
whom even his father was afraid of ?

‘Does Lady Growlingham’s temper ever come
here?’ said he.
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‘Very seldom. Why, we couldn't both be 7
spared at once. What would become’ of the
house? The fat would be in the fire, indeed !’

Jem did not know what this meant, but he
supposed it was something dreadful.

‘Is there any one else here I know ?’ said he.

‘Well, I don’t much think there is. Saturday
night’s the time when the Tempers from your
village mostly come. What with the quarrels
about wages, and what with the public-houses, and
what with the scrubbing and tidying up for Sun-
day, we're generally pretty full on Saturday night.
And.some Tempers are as sure as possible to come
whenever there’s an east wind. Lady Growling-
ham’s cook’s temper is here pretty often. All the
Christmas holidays we saw a great deal of him;
but that was because the boys were home from
school, and so tiresome.’

Just at that moment a nimble little fellow, with
a yard measure peeping out of his pocket, bounded
over the hedge.

‘Here I am! I thought I should never get
away !’ said he.

‘Who’s that ?’ inquired Jem.

‘Oh, it’s a shopman’s temper !’ said the other.

‘Could I show you anything élse this morning,

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ma’am?’ began the new-comer in the sweetest
little voice in the world.

‘Why, you counter-jumper, you’ve forgotten
yourself!’ said Jem’s friend. ‘No wonder, it’s
such ages since you’ve been here. Well, and how
did you get off? Customers are as tiresome as
ever?’

‘Tiresome! I should think they were!’ said the
shopman’s Temper. ‘But my master can tackle
them. Oh, the drawers and drawers we’ve been
pulling out together this morning! Oh, the fuss
the two old ladies made because their lace was

3a, instead of 34@! I really never saw my
master so worried before. And then Mrs. Million,
who’s rolling in riches, beating him down about a
trumpery half-yard of velveteen; and Miss Skepp
sending him all over the shop for spring muslins,
and then going off at the end of three-quarters of
an hour without buying anything! How she did
tumble the things about, to be sure! and what airs
she and her friend gave themselves about nothing
being fit to look at after the Paris shops! But he
wouldn’t have lost me then, I believe, if he hadn’t
happened to have a toothache. That was what
really gave me a holiday! He burst out angrily,
and said—* Ladies, since you like Paris so much, I
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can only say I wish you were back again there
with all my heart. I don’t know how they do
things in France, but I’m sure no Englishman
would ever wish to do business with you! ”’

‘And what did the ladies say ?’

‘Oh, I believe they laughed in his face. But,
of course, I flew away as hard as I could. The
ladies kept ¢heir tempers. People of that sort
always do!’

‘ And nice tempers they are! IJ wish them and
their owners joy of one another!’ said Jem’s
friend.

‘What o’clock is it?’ said the shopman’s
Temper. ‘I’m so tired, I shall go and have a nap
under this tree. Just think! ’m on duty every
day from seven in the morning till twelve at night,
and later very often.’

‘It’s just about noon,’ said Jem’s friend.

‘Then please may I go back ?’ said Jem ; ‘my
mother wants me. At least, I think it’s about
dinner-time.’

Just at that moment the captain of the Pink
Eleven came forward. He had been chosen captain
because he was so very seldom wanted by his
master, who was one of those people called ‘ con-

ductors, whom you may see at concerts some-
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times, flourishing their sticks about, and making
gesticulations with their hands and arms, some-
times nodding, and sometimes stamping or
hitting the book sharply two or three times, and
telling the chorus to begin again from the
Allegretto. This morning he had been at a
rehearsal where everybody was sleepy and stupid,
and had flown out at them all, so that it was
whispered among all the sopranos, ‘ There’s Signor
Farina losing his temper again.’ The sopranos
rather enjoyed it, for it made them laugh; but a
good many of the basses lost ¢kezr tempers too,
and the leading tenor was-so sulky he would
hardly open his mouth. So the conductor’s Temper,
the captain of the Pink Eleven, came up to Jem
whistling a tune, the very bit which the altos and
basses had blundered so unpardonably over, and
he said to Jem:

‘I am requested by our club to express to you,
sir, the very great obligation they feel under to you
for the spirited manner in which you recovered our
ball this morning, and to ask if there is any favour
in their power to confer which would mark their
sense of your kindness.’ |

Jem scratched his head, but could think of
nothing. At last, a bright thought struck him.
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‘Ves, sir, I know what I want, he said. ‘If I
might be allowed to call for the Baron of Growling-
ham’s Temper whenever I choose, as well as: my
own!’

‘H’m, said the captain of the Pink Eleven,
‘that’s asking a good deal. What do you say to
it?’ And as he spoke he turned round to the
Baron’s Temper, who was close beside him. ‘ You
know you have such a very light place that really
a little extra work wouldn’t hurt you.’

‘Suppose we say for a month on triai then,’
said the Baron’s Temper, who had got so much to
consider the cricket field was his proper place, that
nothing but being (naturally) a very good temper
indeed would have made him take Jem’s proposal
so good-humouredly.

‘Very good,’ said the captain of the Pink
Eleven ; and so saying he gave Jem a tiny little
silver whistle, and told him to take very great care
of it, for whenever he blew it the Baron of Growl-
ingham’s temper would be sure to come, and do
whatever he wished.

‘And now,’ said he, ‘shake hands, and mind
you never tell anybody about what you have seen ;
for nobody but you has ever been admitted to the
Field of the Lost Tempers.’
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So Jem shook hands with him, and all in a
moment he had flown through the air, and was back
again with his elbows on the attic window-seat,
from which he had watched his father ride off in
the morning.

‘Why, Jemmy boy, have you been asleep all
this while? and what has become of you?’ said
his mother. ‘I thought youd have come and
helped me hang the clothes out. Such a misfor-
tune has happened! That tiresome little hussy
made my iron too hot, and she’s burnt a hole right
in the front of my new gown! Oh, I zas vexed,
only it’s no use being put out at little things.
Luckily, I’ve a bit of the stuff by me, and Sally’s
very sorry, and says she’ll put it in for me this
evening.’

‘So you didn’t lose your temper, mother ?’ said
Jem, with a funny look at her.

‘Why, what’s the joke now, Jemmy? [f every-



body lost their tempers as often as somebody
But there’s daddy coming in. I shouldn’t wonder
if he gave you a ride on the old mare after all!’
Jem got his ride, but the old mare was tired,
and his father’s face was longer than Jem ever re-
membered seeing it. His mother, like a sensible

woman, took no notice, but gave them their






HIS MOTHER GAVE THEM THEIR SUPPER.
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supper, which was quite ready, and done to a turn,
and did not say a word till her husband had had
his, and was leaning back in his arm-chair, while
the cat was finishing er supper on the brick floor.

‘Did you like your bit of beef done that way ?’
she said to him good-naturedly. ‘I tried it because
I thought we should all be glad of a change.’

‘T’ve nothing to say against the beef, said he,
rather shortly. ‘It won’t be. long as we shall get
beef, nor bones neither, if things go on as they do
now.’

‘Why, what’s the matter ?’ said his wife. ‘ Any-
thing gone wrong at the market to-day?’

Her husband told her all about it, that he
had had a tiff with his landlord, the Baron of
Growlingham, who was dreadfully offended with
him for grubbing up some bushes without asking
his leave. They had met as he was riding into
market—both of them had lost their tempers—‘ at
least, I know I lost mine, said Jem’s father. ‘I
can’t say he lost his, for he’d never found it since
last time... .

‘Perhaps it’s having the gout, said Jem’s
mother; who had once had an uncle who suffered
in that way.

‘I don’t care what it was,’ said her husband.
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‘All I know is, that I’ve got to go up there to-
morrow morning with the money for the three-year-
old colt, and then I suppose we shall have it out.’

‘Mayn’t I go up with you, father?’ said Jem
from his corner.

‘You? Why, mother, what’s come to the
child? We shall have him wanting to go and help
the Queen open Parliament next. I never heard
the like—never in all my born days!’ But his
father looked rather proud of his son all the
same.

‘Why, it’s just like what you used to be your-
self, daddy,’ said his wife. ‘Don’t you remember
how they used to call you the “little jack weasel,”
because you were always popping your head up in
all sorts of holes and corners where you weren’t
expected? Don’t you remember when they were
building the bridge how you were always giving
good advice to the workmen? Dear me, if any-
body had told me you were to be my husband
then !’ and she burst out laughing.

Her husband laughed too, though he did not
much like being made to’laugh at himself; and
he said, ‘ Very well, wife; T’ll take the little chap ;
but it’s more than my father ever did forme. And
now, Jem, be off with you to bed.’
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So Jem went to bed ; but his father and mother
went on talking for a long, long while.

The Baron of Growlingham lived in a regular
old castle. It had a moat and a drawbridge,
which you had to go over if you went to the front
door. But behind the house the moat was filled
up, and the back door was not so very much more
dreadful than other people’s back doors.

‘So it’s you, Master Huggins!’ said the man
who opened the door.

‘Yes; which way is the wind this morning,
Master Fletcher?’ said Jem’s father.

The man put his hand up to his mouth, and
his face close to Master Huggins’s ear, and said,
in a loud whisper, ‘East nor’ east, I should say:
nearly blew all the crockery off the breakfast-table,
and all the account-books at the. steward’s head.
You'll be lucky if you don’t get a few brickbats
flung again your face. And this little chap?’ -

‘Oh, he’s mine!” said the father: ‘he’ll be no
trouble. I suppose we shall only see the steward»

But, as it turned out, they had both to go into
the Baron’s own room, where he was Sitting in his
arm-chair, looking very black indeed; and poor
Lady Growlingham, a pale, thin lady, in a grey
dress with green ribbons, was standing by him.
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‘I desired to see you myself, Huggins,’ said the
Baron, ‘because I wished to give you to under-
stand that after your conduct yesterday, and the
infamously impertinent and unpardonable manner
in which you spoke to me, I do not choose to have
you any longer as a tenant. You will find yourself
-—at least, I conclude you will—some other place
of abode in the course of the month. By this day
‘month I shall expect those premises to be vacated,
I have another tenant for them. Do you under-
stand me, sir?’

‘Yes, my Lord Baron, I do, said Jem’s father,
hanging down his head. ‘But—I’m sure I ask
your lordship’s pardon. I make my humble
apologies, J-——

‘Ah, I’ve no doubt you do!’ said the Baron.
‘All I can say is, it’s a pity you didn’t do it a little
sooner, that’s all.’

‘Ts it really too late?’ said Lady Growlingham
timidly.

‘Too late! of course it is!’ said the Baron.
‘I’m not going to be spoken to in the way he spoke
to me last night, by any man living. Too late! of
course it is!’

Jem was standing by the window pretending to
look at the deer in the park. But he pulled out
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his little whistle, and blew it very, very gently.
How he wondered what would happen !

‘Is that boy yours?’ said the Baron to Jem’s
father.

‘Yes, my Lord Baron—that is, if your lordship
pleases.’

‘And what if I don’t please ?’ said the Baron,
bursting out laughing, to the great amazement or
his wife. ‘What if 1 don’t please? That’s always
the way with you, Huggins: you put off speaking
till too late. Here you have the impertinence to
wait for six or seven years before you ask me
whether I approve of your son or not ; and, like a
silly fellow, you wait to beg my pardon for nearly
twenty-four hours, instead of doing it at once.
Now Ill be bound that boy has more sense.
Would you like some cake and wine, my man?
Griselda, give him a glass of wine, there’s a good
soul!’

‘Yes, thank you, my Lord Baron,’ said Jem,
and he took the cake, and ate it up.

‘Is it good?’ said the Baron.

‘Yes, very, my Lord, said Jem; ‘thank you
kindly?

‘ And now you may drink her ladyship’s health,’

said the Baron, looking as good-natured as pos-
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sible; ‘and ask her to show you the cockatoo in
the dining-room. Griselda, you don’t mind going
with him, do you? there’s a good soul! Huggins,
you may stay here: I’ve just recollected something
else I wanted to say to you,’

So Lady Growlingham and Jem went to look
at the cockatoo.

‘IT shouldn’t wonder if the Baron forgave your
father, after all, said she. ‘He’s so very, very
kind. That is——-’ And she didn’t finish the
sentence.

‘May I give you this, my lady?’ said Jem,
taking out the little whistle. ‘It’s his lordship’s
temper: only it’s a great secret, and I mustn’t tell
you how I got it. :

‘What do you mean, my little man?’ said her
ladyship, looking immensely astonished.

‘Oh, I mustn’t tell you, said Jem. ‘Only if
‘you'll keep it, and blow it the next time his lord-
ship loses—the next time anything goes wrong,
you know—you’ll see everything will be sure. to
come right again. You saw how it did this
morning, all in a minute.’

«Was that when you were standing in the
window?’ said Lady Growlingham, who had
certainly noticed the change. ‘Well, as you are
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such a kind little boy as to give me your pretty
plaything, Pll hang it on to my watch-chain, and
blow it when IJ think it would be of any use.’

So she took the whistle, and this is why so many
ladies have whistles on their watch-chains now.

‘I see there’s your father coming,’ said she.
‘Well, Huggins, is it all right ?’

‘All right, thank you, my lady. His lordship’s
been so good to me, I don’t know what to do, nor
what to say. I can’t think how we ever came to
fall out last night. It must have been all my fault :
but it shall never happen again—not if I can help
it, my lady.’

‘ Good-day, Huggins. It would be a very good
thing if we could all keep our tempers,’ said Lady
Growlingham.

By the end of the month the Baron’s temper
had got quite fond of being with him, so that he
hardly ever wanted to be whistled for. Lady
Growlingham grew fat and rosy, and her husband
petted her so much that she was quite a different
woman. good boy, and help his father and mother, and as
years went on he learnt better and better almost

always to keep hes tentper.
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IF you ever go and stay at the little town of
Castagna, on one of the Italian lakes, mind you
do as we did, and get a boatman to row you to
the Isola Verde, the Green Island, so called from
the delightful trees and shrubs with which it is
shadowed. Writing, as I do, on a chilly March
day, in one of the eastern counties of England, I
hardly can believe I ever was in such a fairy land.
The blue sky reflected in the many-tinted waves,
the circle of hills each seeming to change its form
from moment to moment as the boat moved on
its course ; the shifting hues, the dazzling ripples,
the even splash of the oars, the light awning
that fluttered over head; and as we got near the
island, the terraces rising one above another, the
scarlet pomegranate flowers, the great shiny-leaved,
scented white magnolias, the cascades of yellow

roses, tumbling over the walls, the dark myrtles,
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and tall grave fragrant cypresses, the oleander with
delicious pink bunches of blossom—all these things
come starting up to my memory one by one, and I
no longer wonder thereare such things as fairy tales.

We brushed against tall stalks of Indian corn,
as we climbed up the steps, which were inlaid with
grey and white stones. Tubs full of orange trees
were ranged beside a low wall, on which we seated
ourselves, scaring away a gorgeous peacock as we
did so. On one side was the glittering water, on
the other turf and terraces and flowers, and myrtles,
and statues—not looking cold and shivery as they
do at home ; and beyond all, the palace. An old
gardener, with such a nice big Leghorn straw hat,
and a red sash round his waist, came from potting
out his geraniums, and informed us that he could
not take us into the palace; but if we would ring
a little bell at the back door, the custode or care-
keeper would let usin. We did so; but the custode,
a haggard man in black, did not take our fancy
so much as the gardener; nor, to say the truth,
are my recollections of the interior half as pleasant
as those of the exterior.

Italian palaces are dreary places. They sug-
gest murders, intrigues, Jesuits, one hardly knows
what. They are always dark, and very far from

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snug, with one grand room opening into another ;
inlaid floors, which the servants lazily dust with a
feather brush ; alabaster vases, clumsy worm-eaten
gilt chairs, statues and busts, and leather screens,
and heavy large-patterned silk hangings, and odd
streaks of light through Venetian blinds, which now
and then the castode suddenly pulls up to give you a
glimpse of the family pictures. Here is a cardinal,
said to be by Tintoret, with red biretta and cape,
looking at you out of the corner of his eye ; here
"a prince in velvet and embroidery, with the collar
of the Golden Fleece round his neck, and one arm
round a pet dog; here a beautiful lady, with all
the stuff that ought to have covered her neck gone
into puffings for her enormous sleeves.

Here is a very severe-looking gentleman in
black ; and there—well, did you ever in all your
life see such a sulky-looking lad? ‘Ah! that,’
said the custode, ‘is the good duke, Don Julio.
‘The good duke! the naughty duke, said we.
And if we had known Italian enough, we should
have added— He is the crossest-looking young
fellow of his age we ever saw.’ ‘ Nevertheless,’
said the custode, with a courteous smile of |
superiority, ‘he is always called the Good Duke,
and if the ladies will allow me to tell them his
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history, they will perhaps acknowledge it was not
without reason. We took another look at the
young man with his long locks of fair hair, his
splendid blue dress, his jewelled hand on his sword
(a sword, one felt sure, kept chiefly for show), the
rich tapestry background, with its heraldic device
of a hand holding a dagger, and a scroll ‘ /o difendo
mio padrone, ' and most of all at the sulky, selfish,
unattractive face; and then we allowed our guide
to lead the way to a balcony which commanded a
perfect view of the garden, the lake, and the
distant hills. We took our seats, the climbing
roses bobbing almost in our faces as we did so,
and there, on that lovely spring afternoon, our
guide told us the following story, which you may
believe or not, just as you please.

The young duke (his name was Julio) was an
only son, and very rich. In those days there was
never any blight on the vines or mulberries, and
no discase among the silkworms. His father had
died early, and his mother had brought him up to
do exactly as he liked, and Ict him have everything
he wished for. Her one desire in the world was
to make him happy, and it was a great disappoint-
ment to her that as he grew up nothing seemed to

1 I defend my master.
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do so. She spoilt him in every possible way, but
he gave her no love in return. At last, in despair,
she went to live in a convent, as he let her see
quite plainly that she worried him, and did not
seem ever to care to be withher. Before she went,
however, she persuaded him to have his likeness
taken, that she might have it to take to the convent
with her (the lady abbess having made a dispensa-
tion in her favour), and this picture was the result,
As you will see, it is done by a very clever painter ;
but the young duke was so cross at having to sit
still, that, as you have said, it is not a very pleasant
likeness.

The painter could not help saying to some one
afterwards that he had usually noticed that the
people who led the least useful lives always made
the greatest fuss about sitting for their pictures
being such waste of time; and to hear the young
duke talk you would have thought he had the
business of the whole country on his hands, where-
as really he would probably have been out fishing
in a pleasure-boat allday. Well, when it was done,
everybody said what a perfect likeness it was.
Even the dog knew it, and sat down to beg on his
hind legs in front of it! But the duke was very
much annoyed. ‘Is it really so like me?’ he
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said. ‘Do I really look as—well, as miserable as
that ?’

‘You do, my love, when you get one of your
fits of depression,’ said his mother.

‘Well, I often do feel depressed,’ said the young
duke. ‘I wonder why.’

’

‘It’s in the family,’ said his mother sadly ; ‘at
least your father used to suffer in the same way.’
Judging from his portraits, he certainly did. His
wife was too good to his memory to add, ‘and I’m
sure he made me suffer too, as she might honestly
have done. Not long after that she went to the
convent and took the picture with her.

But the young duke could not forget it. It
seemed to haunt him. The idea that he looked as
miserable (nobody dared to call it cross) as that,
quite worried him, and made him more miserable.
He had every kind of amusement, but nothing
amused him. He began to get really downright
ill, and he took it into his head that there was a
doom upon him, and that he was fated to be
- wretched whether he liked it or no. His beautiful
garden gave him no pleasure, his horses and dogs
ceased to delight him, the music seemed all out of
tune, the pictures out of drawing ; and it is literally

true that this young man, with every advantage
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the world could give him, was fretting himself into
an illness, for no reason at all.

Now it happened one day that he was sitting
on this very balcony eating sweetmeats after his
dinner, and looking vacantly across the lake, when
he noticed the very tower, ladies, which you can
see on the edge of that purple hill, if you follow
my finger. It has gone to ruin long ago, but it
still bears the name of Galileo’s tower. That isa
mistake; it was built long before his time, and
Galileo had nothing to do with it. But people are
so stupid. Because Galileo knew about the stars
they confuse him with Buonavista, the old astro-
loger, who did really live in the tower, and could,
by his art, foretell a great many things, of which
Galileo, who was merely a man of science, was
totally ignorant.

Well, the young duke, lounging as I might be
doing now, with his elbow on the parapet, and
stroking the silky head of one of his dogs, noticed
this tower, and asked if anybody lived there.
Some one told him directly that Buonavista, the -
wise man, lived there, and that he could tell all
that would happen to people by the position of
the stars at the hour of their birth. This is called

casting nativities, and I must leave to wiser people
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than myself an explanation of how it isdone. The
duke no sooner heard of this than he made up his
mind to pay a secret visit to Buonavista. That
very afternoon he ordered a boat to take him across,
and horses to be ready for himself and one servant
on the opposite shore, and without any delay
started on the expedition.

If you have ever been in the woods, ladies, you
can imagine how beautiful they look on a spring
afternoon, with the tall ferns and flowers, and olive
trees and chestnuts; and you can fancy how even
the duke, miserable as he was, got a sort of gloomy
enjoyment out of his ride. A narrow bridle path
(so shaded by trees that the riders two or threc
times lost their hats, and had a narrow escape for
their eyes) gradually wound upwards to the foot
of the tower. The sun had set before they reached
it. It stood in a cleared space in the very heart of
the wood ; the door was barred, and there was no
one to be seen at the windows. All they could see
was something which looked like the back of the
head of an old man; but he took no notice of
them. At length an old woman crept out from her
hiding-place. Under her left arm was her distaff,
just a stick with a bunch of flax at one end of it ;
her right hand kept twirling the thread, at the end
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of which a spindle danced up anddown. She just
lifted her eyes as she saw them, uttered an exclama-
tion of surprise, and then asked what they wanted.
‘To see your master, the young duke replied.
The old woman answered that he had shut himself
up in his room doing some mystic calculations, and
that it would be death to any one who interrupted
him. ‘When would he have done?’ ‘Perhaps in
five minutes ; perhaps in an hour; perhaps not all
night. When he says to me, “ Barbara, I am going
to leave this world for some hours, and I will call
you when I come back again,” then I know that if
I disturbed him some terrible thing would happen
—this tower, perhaps, tumble down, and bury us
all; and I keep, gentlemen, as quiet as a mouse,
and I advise you to do the same.’

She led them to the back of the tower ; they
took the bridles off their horses,and made the best
meal they could off a ewe’s milk cheese and some
dried chestnuts, and waited patiently till the
summons came. At last, as the moon was getting

up, they heard a voice crying:

‘Haste, ere yet the moon be risen !
Backward to the body’s prison
Must the spirit wend its way ;
Soul, we’ve travelled far to-day.’
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As they heard the words, Barbara hurried to
the door, and flung it open. She beckoned to
Julio to follow her; and he beheld a dark upper
chainber full of books, papers, globes, mathematical
instruments, skeletons, and other strange objects ;
and, lying on a low couch, in an almost deathly
state of paleness, an old man ina black furred
mantle, with long, thin, blue-veined hands, with
one of which he feebly beckoned to Barbara, and
pointed to a small cupboard in the wall in which
stood a flask and a goblet. She poured out the
wine, and a strange fragrance seemed to fill the
room. The old man swallowed it with difficulty,
raised himself a little on his arms, and fixed his
eyes on Julio.

‘I have come from a world,’ he slowly said,
‘where there is no yours and mine” Julio looked
at him, and was going to say something which
perhaps would have conveyed the idea that he did
not think the old gentleman could be quite in his
right senses, when Barbara pulled his sleeve as a
hint to him to be silent.

‘If I know that four times three is twelve,’
said the old gentleman, ‘and make you a present
of that knowledge, it does not cease to be mine

because it becomes yours.’
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‘Very true, sir, said Julio, who began to be
dreadfully afraid the old wizard was going to ask
him some arithmetical questions.

‘In that world,’ said the old man dreamily, ‘ the
truth is the only thing we care about, and the more
people get of it the better pleased we are. Would
you like me to tell you the truth?’

Julio turned fiercely red. In zs world being
told the truth generally meant much the same
thing as being insulted. So he said, after a
moment’s consideration, ‘There was one question,
sir, I did want to ask you.’

‘I know there was, said the old man. ‘ And
there is a question I want to ask you. Why did
you box your groom’s ears yesterday for cropping
your horse’s tail, when you yourself had told him
to do it only the day before ?’

‘I see you know everything about me,’ said
Julio.

‘I do, said the old man. ‘I know the very
day and hour of your nativity, the planets that
were in the ascendant, and what their strange con-
junction foreboded. Another lot is linked indis-
solubly with yours.’

‘A very sad lot, I am sure,’ said Julio.

‘A very sad one indeed. And yet, so mysteri-
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ous are the ways of fate



» As he spoke he rose
and pointed to the window, whence might be seen
a bay of the lake, with the moon, and a circle of
white clouds reflected in it. ‘So strange are the
_ ways of fate, that it is as impossible for your life to
be bright while that is overcast, as it is for yon
silver streak in the water to go on shining when
the moon’s face is covered with clouds. See——’
he raised his hand, and, as it seemed in obedience
to his will, a great black cloud swept over the
moon, and straightway the light on the water dis-
appeared. ‘Even thus your life is gloomy, because
his is dark. When he is miserable, you will be so ;
when he is happy, you will be happy ; while he
lives, you will live; when he dies, you must also
die.’

‘ And who and where is he ?’ said Julio.

‘Next time you ride through the town of
Castagna,’ said the old man, ‘you will pass the
church of Santa Filomena on your right hand.
An old man will meet you selling crockery ; you
must take no notice of him, but ride on to the
church steps, where the great west door and the
statues are; there you will see a “Gobbo,” or
dwarf, among the beggars ; he will be the first that

asks alms of you, and that will be your man,’
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‘But what am I to do for him ?’ said Julio.
‘What you would like to have done for your-
self, said the wizard.

‘Do you mean I am to take him home with
me?’

‘As you think fit. With all your misfortunes,
you are not a fool ; no more is he, as you will find.
Of one thing I must warn you, never to tell him
what I have told you. He must never dream that
you are doing what you do because there is any
kind of link between yourself and him. Otherwise

all you do will be of no effect. And now,
Barbara



The old woman appeared,

‘Be good enough to tell me if Saturn has risen
above the hillside. The time is getting on. The
old woman, who was an intelligent old lady for
her station in life, returned with the assurance
that it had. ‘Then I must ask you to withdraw,’
said the wizard. ‘What I do I must do alone.
Only remember. In that world there is no yours
and mine.’ He bowed a stately farewell to
Julio, who left him in a strange perplexity,
partly as to his future lot, and partly as to his
immediate prospects of getting a night’s rest.
The astrologer’s tower was badly furnished for ac-

commodation of travellers ; and I am ashamed to
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say Julio was selfish enough to allow old Barbara
to turn out of her own bed in order that he might
not have to sleep on the straw. It is true he gave
her a handsome present the next morning ; but
that he might have done anyhow. The next

morning he went back to his palace.

Twoorthree daysafterwards, Julioand one ortwo
attendants made their way to the town of Castagna,
and rode, as he had often done before, through the
market-place. A seller of crockery stopped him,
and tried to make him buy some of his rough glazed
ware, just as the wizard had foretold; but Julio
would not listen to him, but went straight to the
church of Santa Filomena. Perhaps you will
remember it, with its grand central and side arch-
ways, filled with beautiful carvings, the broad flight
of steps that leads up to it, and the crowds of
miserable beggars—some blind, some lame, some
leprous, some maimed—who hang about, begging
a few small coins of the passers-by. Among them
all, Julio was quick in noticing the Gobbo, or hunch-
backed dwarf, who came to beg of him, with a face
disfigured by illness, and a crooked, misshapen form.
Julio took a gold piece from his pouch, and tossed

it to him.
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‘You have made a mistake,’ said the dwarf
eruffly. ‘You have given me gold instead of
copper.’ :
‘And what should you say if I did it on pur-
pose?’ said Julio.

‘I should say you were a fool, said the dwarf.

‘But if it prolongs your life?’

‘How do you know that I want to prolong
my life? What can such a one as I have to
live for? and what will the world be worse when
I die ??

Julio was frightened out of his wits at hearing
this, for, to say the truth, he thought—-‘ What will
become of me if this Gobbo should come to an
untimely end?’ So he began again by offering to
take the Gobbo home with him, and try if he could
make him a little more comfortable.

‘Yes—for your servants to laugh at me, and
mimic me,’ said the Gobbo.

‘They shall do no such thing,’ said Julio, with
a glance at his attendants, who all looked as serious
as possible; ‘and I promise you you shall have
everything you wish.’

‘What I wish for most of all,’ said the Gobbo, ‘ is
a dish of pig’s trotters and garlic. I did taste some
once, and oh——’ He smacked his lips at the
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thought, but seemed unequal to finishing the
sentence.

‘You shall have that, and everything else you
like,’ said Julio.

To make a long story short, the Gobbo con-
sented to go with him. He was in a pitiable state
of weakness and illness, and had to be conveyed in
a litter, which was procured from a neighbouring
inn. The moment he arrived, however, he asked
for the pig’s trotters and garlic ; and as soon as
they were ready, insisted on Julio eating some too.
He was so determined about this, that Julio was
obliged to conquer his distaste,,and ate a few
mouthfuls. After all, it was not, he thought, so very
bad. With some difficulty they got the Gobbo to |
allow himself to be undressed, washed, and put to
bed ; but such were his extraordinary obstinacy and
distrust of all the servants and attendants, that he
would allow no one but the young duke to touch
him, and Julio had with his own hands to do every-
thing for him. The disgust he felt can easily be
imagined ; and the Gobbo, who was as sharp as a
needle, never let him off if he was clumsy or awk-
ward. No fine lady could have come down more
severely on her maid for pulling her hair or dressing
her badly, than the Gobbo did on Julio if he touched

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him roughly. The duke’s physician stood by with
lint and bandages, but no one was allowed to apply
them to the wounds but Julio himself. By the
time all was done, he was thoroughly tired out ;
but all the Gobbo condescended to say, when they
had at last got him comfortably into bed, was,
‘I can’t see the moon here, because there’s no hole
in the roof ;’ and then he turned round, and snored
audibly.

As may be supposed, the servants took the
greatest possible dislike to their new visitor, and
Julio found it extremely difficult to keep the peace
between them. The Gobbo turned out a most un-
manageable patient. As soon as ever he began to
get ‘a little better, which he quickly did with the
good food and care bestowed upon him, he began
to torment Julio with an endless string of questions.
The walls of the room in which he lived were
covered with paintings— frescoes, they are called—-
of battles and other great events, and he left Julio
no peace till he could tell him all about them.
Julio, who was very ignorant: himself, tried invent-
ing at first ; but the Gobbo was too sharp for him,
and caught him up in his mistakes directly. So,
for the first time in his life, the young duke really
had to read about Cassar and Alexander, and after
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a bit he began to think he rather liked it. Then
the Gobbo insisted on being taught to read for
himself. This was a troublesome business at first,
but his wonderful natural quickness soon got over
the difficulties, and Julio very soon found he would
have to mind what he was about, or the Gobbo
would know more than he did. By degrees the
servarits, who had all disliked him at first, used to
hang about the room to hear him talk ; and it was
nearly as good as a play, for he seemed to have
observed every creature in Castagna, from the
mayor’s wife, inher Sunday best, and gold earrings,
to the wretched starved dogs who used to squabble
round the butcher’s stall. His description of all
these things used to keep them in fits of laughter,
and I only wish I could remember it, but my
grandmother, from whom I had this story, never
told me any particulars. All this while you will
suppose that Julio had quite forgotten to feel un-
happy. And if you had only heard him laughing
at the Gobbo’s story about the Abbot of Santa
Filomena and the three little pigs, you would never
have believed he was the same melancholy creature
that you saw in that picture.

One day, the kitchen girl who baked the bread

was immensely astonished, just as she was heating

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her oven, to see a stumpy hunch-backed figure
walk-up to her with a great faggot on his back,
which he threw down at her feet. sees

‘If I can’t make the bread, at all events I’ll
help you bake it, said he, as he helped her to
shove the wood ‘into the great glowing space behind
the oven door.

‘I thought you were much too fine a gentleman,’
said Polisséna, for that was her name, and a very
pretty girl she was.

‘My ancestors live under Mount Etna,’ said
the Gobbo, ‘and this kind of thing runs in the
family. Besides, I want to stretch my arms. . They
give me nothing to do up there.’

‘Oh, then,’ said the girl, ‘1 wish you would fetch
‘me another bundle of faggots; Pietro is so slow.
Do, and I will make you a nice little cake all for
yourself.’

‘You can’t make cakes like my mother,’ said
the Gobbo scornfully, as he tramped off. to the
wood and began chopping up some of the logs that
were lying there.

But as soon as Julio heard that the Gobbo had
taken to this active exercise he became very much
‘alarmed, for he had always a sort of misgiving that

a tree would fall upon him and kill him, or that he
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would cut ‘himself very badly with a chopper, or
be eaten by a wolf, or come to a bad end somehow.
or other. No mother could torment herself more.
about an only child than Julio did, the moment
the Gobbo was out of his sight. So the only thing
was for him to go and cut wood too; and you can:
have no idea how much good the exercise did him,
or how hungry he used to come home for his meals.
The physician really had nothing to do, and went
for a six months’ holiday ; and altogether there
was so much life and spirit in the house that you
heard nothing but talking and laughing and singing
from morning till night. ao
The other servants used to tease Polisséna by
. drawing sketches of the Gobbo, whose likeness was
not at all hard to catch, in charcoal on the wall;
but for all that they were getting very fond of him,
while Julio simply could not live without him, and

the Gobbo more than repaid his affection.

JUST as things were going on in this delightful
way, there came a bad turn in the state of affairs.
Julio had a dream in which he saw quite plainly
the old astrologer Buonavista, looking just as he
did that day in the tower, and saying to him in

tones that thrilled to his very soul: ‘Beware of
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next Friday, when it is written in the stars that a
great danger is hanging over both your servant and
yourself.’

‘Nonsense!’ said Julio, half rousing himself as
we often do in our sleep. ‘Old man, you are only
a dream, and I am a fool to pay any attention to
you.’ He turned round to sleep, but he had hardly
closed his eyes when the astrologer appeared again,
and repeated his warning, adding, as he did so, ‘ As
a proof of the truth of what I tell you, your page
will stumble on the threshold when he brings you
your morning draught,’

Julio determined, at all events, that this should
not happen. He made up his mind to go out and
meet his servant in the passage, so as to make this .
impossible ; but no sooner had he done so than he
dropped off to sleep again, and was only awakened
by hearing a crash at his door, and seeing the page
with crimson cheeks and cut fingers picking up the
bits of.glass which he had broken.

‘ How’s the Gobbo this morning?’ was the first
question he asked.

‘Oh, my lord, we fear he’s in some trouble ; we
heard him sobbing in his room as if his heart
would break, but he would not let us in.’

Julio flung on his clothes and hastened to the
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Gobbo’s room, when the door was opened to him.
He found the Gobbo sitting on the bed in a passion
of tears and sobs, and hastily dressing himself. In
answer to the duke’s questions, he said that he had
a dream, a dreadful dream ; that he had seen his
father, who was a muleteer, on the edge of a
precipice, and about to break his neck. He had
seen the place plainly in his dream—he knew it
well ; it was called Capo di Monte, and was one of
the most dangerous points on the pass over which
his father frequently had to travel.

‘And what do you mean to do?’ said Julio.
‘You cannot go after him.’

‘I must go after him,’ said the dwarf.

‘You cannot do so without my permission,’

‘You cannot have the heart to refuse me. If
you did, I should drown myself. But you have a
mother; you love her. If she were suffering or in
danger, you surely could not bear to sit with your
hands folded, and do nothing for her. Do not stop
me, sir. You have been so good to me all this
while, that you cannot turn round and be cruel at
the last.’

He flung himself on his knees before him,
and poured forth such a torrent of entreaties, that

Julio could not resist them, but said—‘ Very well,
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then, go if it please you, but wherever you go
I go also.’

‘Signot, exclaimed the Gobbo in astonishment,
‘why should you throw away good money after.
bad ?’

‘Because I choose, said the duke. -And so
saying, he ordered a boat to be got ready, and all
preparations made for their departure.

It was a. long, wild journey that lay before
them that late autumn day. The vintage was
over, the woods were almost bare, the mountain
peaks were covered with snow, and a terrible
storm was beginning to rage. Great masses of
ycllowish-grey cloud kept sweeping over the hills,
and at times almost blotting them out of sight.
At a little inn, where they stopped to leave their
horses behind, to be provided with mules instead,
the Gobbo asked anxiously if anything had been
seen of his father. ‘Not since last week,’ replied
the man. ‘ He was going over the pass to conduct
two ladies back; we. expected them here last
night ; their beds are ready, but—Just look there!’
and he pointed to the upward path, over which, as
he spoke, the first snow-storm of the winter was
descending in rapid gusts.

‘There is no time to be lost, said the Gobbo.
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And he gave hasty directions to the man to provide
them with lanterns, for the night was getting.
gloomy, and the way almost invisible.

‘You are surely not going on to-night?’ said
Julio. ‘To-night or never, was the reply. Julio’
made signs to the ostler that he also intended to,
be of the party. The man flung up both his hands
in horror, but said nothing.

It was almost pitch-dark when they started,
the snow driving in their faces, and the bleak
wind searching out every fold and corner of their
garments. The Gobbo went first, leading his
mule, on which some provisions had been packed ;
Julio rode behind him, his teeth chattering, and
his heart sinking lower and lower with gloomy
apprehensions. All he was conscious of besides the
cold. and misery was the steady, cautious motion
of the animal he rode, and a fitful gleam of light
from the Gobbo’s lantern, as he preceded him up,
up, up, along the stony, narrow path. Very stony
and very narrow it was, for while now on the left
hand the lantern gleamed ever ‘and.anon on a
smooth wet surface of rock, or a bunch of ferns
and grass, on the other it seemed to die away into
absolute darkness, save when now and then it was

caught by a jagged and withered fir-tree bough
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which seemed projecting over a bottomless abyss.
Now they cross the bed of a tiny mountain stream,
which glistens in the light; Julio cannot see it fall,
but his ear tells him that it is dashing down to an
incalculable: depth below him. ‘Gobbo!’ he cries
faintly.

‘ Here, signor,’ was the reply.

‘Are we not near the precipice now?’

‘It is all precipice here,’ said the Gobbo. ‘But
as it is dark, what does it matter? You can fancy
it flat ground if you like.” As he spoke, the mule
which he was leading came to a sudden pause.
The animal behind it did the same. Nothing was
audible but the wind and tempest, and the distant
waterfalls. The lantern lit up the steaming breath
from the nostrils of the animals, but little else was
visible.

‘It was a cry!’ said the Gobbo at length, and
both he and Julio held their breath to listen. This
time Julio also heard a faint scream, like a woman’s
voice.

‘If you will stay here, signor, with the mules, I
will go forward and explore,’ said the Gobbo, and
leaving Julio with one lantern he stepped on with
the other, fecling his way cautiously with his

stick. And now which of us would envy the
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young duke, left alone in the dark on the edge ot
a precipice, in a cold wintry tempest, with two
animals, a false step on whose part might be
instantly fatal to him? He always said it was an
hour he sat there, but I am inclined to think that
it was not more than ten or twelve minutes before
he heard the Gobbo’s voice coming towards him.
He was without his lantern, and when close at
hand Julio was able to see that he was carrying a
woman on his broad shoulders. He placed her on
the ground by Julio, and flung a cloak, which he
had brought with him, around her. ‘ She is almost
gone,’ said he in a low voice. ‘Give her some of
the cordial, and rub her hands gently. The mules
will stand” He disappeared again, and Julio, as
well as he could, attended to the lady, who was in
the last stage of cold and exhaustion, but recovered
a little by degrees. -‘ Where is Agnes?’ was her
first question on awakening from her torpor. ‘She
is here, said Julio; for as he spoke the Gobbo
again appeared with a younger and slighter lady,
whom he placed beside the elder one. She flung
her arms round her neck with many exclamations
of surprise, affection, and gratitude. Julio did his
best for her also, and tried as well as he could to

explain to the ladies that they were also travellers,
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and that it was the greatest happiness to them to
be of use, &c. \ i ,

‘But where is our other friend, the good angel
who: helped us first?’ said the elder of the two
ladies. 3

Julio wished he could answer that question: the
moments were turning into minutes, the minutes
into quarters of an hour, and still no one came.
‘Had you any one else with you?’ said he to the
two ladies.

‘Oh, yes,’ they replied ; ‘our muleteer was with
us, but he lost his way, and we lost him in the
storm, and we do not know what has become of _
him,’

Julio sat silent, straining his ear to catch every
sound. The ladies sat shivering beside him.
Their hearts, like his own, were sick with fear.
At last.the younger one exclaimed that she saw
a light, only it was a long way off. Neither Julio
nor the other lady could see it, and after another
moment the young lady herself confessed that she
must have been mistaken. There was another
pause, then presently Julio exclaimed that he also
saw the light. It came wavering towards them,
at one moment evidently concealed by a turn in

the road or a projection in the rock, and the next
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visible and a little larger, a little nearer than it was
before. ,

At last a step was heard, and a dark figure
became faintly visible in the twilight, and then the
Gobbo’s well-known voice was heard calling to
them: In another moment he had deposited the
old man, his burden, by the others, and himself
dropped almost speechless on the ground beside
them. Julio did his best to relieve him, but all he
did was to make signs that they should attend to
the old man, who was in an almost dying condition.
And thus we must leave them huddled up together
on the ground for the night with the mules close
beside them, to keep them as warm as was possible
under the circumstances.

MORNING came, a still grey autumn dawn which
gradually disclosed to the travellers the position
in which they were, on a path only three or four
feet wide, with a steep cliff above them and a
precipitous descent below, from which they seemed
to have been only at times, to judge by their own
foot-marks on the path, a few inches distant. Yet,
astonishing as this was, it was hardly equal to the
-astonishment with which Julio recognised in the

elder of the two ladies, as soon as daylight made her
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face visible, the features of his own mother. Little
did the mother and son imagine when they last
parted that they would meet here under such extra-
ordinary circumstances as these, and it may be truly
said that never in all their lives had they embraced
so affectionately, or spoken to each other with so
much emotion. When the first rush of surprise
was over, the duchess explained that she had gone
over the path to fetch the Countess Agnes, who
had been left an orphan, and who was to be placed
under the care of her aunt, the abbess of the
convent already mentioned. On their way they
had lost sight of their attendants in the storm, and
would certainly have perished but for the aid which
had been given them last night. It will easily be
supposed that the sun rose upon a very glad and
happy group.

The old muleteer, when he had a little re-
covered, was full of admiration at his son’s wonderful
health and strength, and of gratitude to Julio who
had befriended him. While the Countess Agnes,
cold and wet, and half starved as she was, looked
so lovely and spoke so touchingly of the kindness
she had received, that Julio found himself already
hoping she had not got a betrothed husband wait-

ing for her at the foot of the mountain,
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In another hour or so the attendants of the
duchess came up with mules and provisions. They
had lost their way and had been wandering about
nearly all night, but, tired as they were, they agreed
to push on to the little inn where Julio and the
Gobbo had been entertained the night before. After
that the young duke insisted upon it that the whole
party must come with him to Isola Verde, and get
rested from their fatigues before they went any
further.

Need we say that neither of the ladies ever went
back to the convent? Julio had learnt to fecl quite
differently towards his mother. The old hard seif-
ishness was gone, and she on her side, finding that
she had no longer to do with a spoilt boy but with
a man who had learnt both to think and feel, quite
changed her behaviour to him, though she was, it
must be owned, just a little jealous of the Gobbo
now and then. To crown all, Julio was so happy
as’ to win the love of the beautiful Countess
Agnes. She was charmed, not only with his good
looks, but with his intelligence, his manliness, his
kindness of heart, and his goodness to all around
him; and it was not long before she consented
to become his wife. You saw her portrait, ladies ;

it is the one with the fair hair and the pearls—
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they were the gift of the dowager duchess on her
marriage.

Both Julio and his bride besought his mother to
remain with them, which she did to the end of her
days. She would have spoiled her grandchildren,
as she had done her son, but he would never allow
it, telling her laughingly that she had done quite
mischief enough already in her lifetime. So she
contented herself with telling them fairy tales with
very excellent morals, and giving them very nice
useful presents on their birthdays. You will see
her tomb in the church of Santa Filomena, where
a place had long been kept vacant for her by her
husband’s side. One of the sculptures represents
her wonderful escape from falling down the preci-
pice.

‘And did Gobbo marry Polisséna?’ we said.

‘It is generally thought so. The duke, after a
while, made him his private secretary. You can
see his portrait here.’ He led the way to a small
apartment, in which was a striking picture of a
man in black, seated at a table, in the act of writ-
ing, inscribed ‘ ANTONIO BERGAMINO DETTO IL
Gono. The deformity was scarcely visible, so
skilfully had the painter managed the light, and
the costume of his sitter. But he had done full
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justice to a remarkably fine head, and a remarkably
keen, humorous pair of eyes. Over the secretary’s
head, on one side of the picture, was a scroll, with
the old motto, ‘J defend my master, and on the
other a corresponding scroll with a hand holding a
torch and the words ‘ Both mine and thine.

‘The Gobbo was very clever, as I have told
you, but though he was so good at business he was
full of fun, and the duke’s children were always
having games with him (he had no children of his
own). ‘But the best thing about him was that he
got his master to found the first silk factory known in
these parts, as well as a great hospital for incurables,
which still exists in Castagna; and by his own
. desire he was buried in the little chapel which be-
longs to it, and which I advise you to go and see.
He and the duke died within a few hours of each
other, of the plague, which raged. hereabouts
towards the end of that century, and in consequence
of their exertions among the sufferers. Neither
had been told of the other’s condition, and yet there
were strange stories afloat of the way in which both
master and servant had expressed their sense that
one would not long survive the other. But that
was many years after the time we are speaking of,
and they had long and happy lives in the interval.’

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‘And did the Gobbo never ask the duke what
made him be so kind to him?’ we said.

‘No; he accounted for it in his own way by a
feeling he had himself for the duke from the first
moment he saw him. He was very clever always
at reading faces and characters, and he often said
in after life that he Avew the duke meant to be
good to him even before he had spoken a word.
“We beggars are like dogs,” he used to say; “we
know our friends the moment we see them, and
once seen, we never forget them.” But, added
our guide, ‘if you want to see what the Gobbo
looked like before the duke was good to him, you
must go to the church of S. Anastasia, at Verona,
and there you will see an exact likeness of him
holding up one of the great vases for holy water
near the entrance of the church,’

‘And what became of the astrologer?’ we
said.

‘Che so 20?’ (how should I know?) said the
custode.

After that we thought we might as well go
home,
THE CREAKING DOOR

THERE was once upon a time a beautiful palace,
in which lived a king and a queen. The king was
a brave, happy, spirited man, who always liked
everybody, and whom everybody liked ; the queen
was very good and beautiful, but had something
sad about her face. At first people thought it was
because they had no children, but after a little boy
was born to them, she looked as sad as ever. The
fact was that her hearing was much quicker than
other people’s— she heard the unhatched chickens
moving in their shells, and the beating of every
one’s heart in the room with her, and the ticking
of the church clock at the other end of the town.
And this gave her a sorrowful look, because she
could not help listening to things which no one
else could hear.

The little prince was a most delightful little
boy, with high spirits, just like his father, afraid

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of nothing, and a great favourite with every-
body. He was called Prince Sunflower, because
his hair was golden and his face as cheerful as the
sun. It was a great treat to all the old women
in the town when he went out riding on his white
pony, in his green velvet suit, which the queen had
embroidered for him; only she was so dreadfully
afraid something would happen to him that she
had it quilted and wadded all through, and it
made him so hot, that if he had not been a very
good boy indeed, he certainly would not have gone
on wearing it. His mother would have liked the
doctor to taste everything the prince had for his
meals, but the king laughed at her so, that this
was given up.

Well, one day they were all sitting together
after dinner ; the queen was embroidering a banner
for the Knights of the Round Table of that
country, in the most beautiful red and blue silks,
some of which lay in a golden basket at her fect ;
the king was half asleep in his arm-chair, with his
favourite falcon on his wrist, and Prince Sunflower
was putting the feathers on to the tips of some
new arrows--he always liked doing things for
himself, but did not generally do them very well—

when suddenly the door creaked ; it. was standing




A MOST BEAUTIFUL LITTLE WHITE KITTEN,
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ajar, the afternoon being rather sultry. The queen
turned very pale and dropped her embroidery-
needle. The king, who had been nodding, gave a
little start and woke up. Prince Sunflower called
out in delight, as a most beautiful little white
kitten entered the room, so softly, so prettily, you
would have said it was a nurse coming into the
room where. some one was very ill.

‘Come along, puss, puss, puss. Oh! you little
beauty ; come and say how d’ye do to me,’ ex-
claimed. the prince, stretching out his hand. The
little kitty bounded to the other end of the room,
but let herself be caught, and the boy hugged and
stroked her with the greatest delight.

‘Oh, Raymond, for pity’s sake, don’t let him
touch it! Take it away,’ exclaimed the queen,
who looked as frightened as if she had seen a
ghost.

‘What, Rosalind!’ said the king, coming up and
putting his hands on her shoulders, and giving her
a kiss, ‘you’re not afraid of a little pussy-cat?
Come, come, I promise you it sha’n’t hurt the
child. See how gentle it is; and look how pleased
he is with it. Far more pleased than he was with
the golden rocking-horse we brought him from the
Isles of Hesperus a few days ago. You couldn’t
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have the heart to spoil the little man’s fun. It
does my heart good to see him laugh. Well done,
pussy !’ as the cat jumped over Sunflower’s hands,
and played all sorts of pretty tricks with everything
in the room, except the queen’s embroidery silks,
which, curiously enough, it would not jump at, even
when they were held out to it.

‘Oh, Raymond! didn’t you hear the door
creak ?’

‘“H’m—I don’t feel sure. I rather think I was
dozing. But why shouldn’t it creak if it likes? If
it creaks with a little pussy-cat like that, what must
it do with a great clumsy fellow like me?’

‘Oh, Raymond, whenever you come into the
room, the creak of that door is perfect music. It
says, “Some one you love better than all the world
will be here directly ;” but just now it told me an
enemy and a mischief-maker was coming into the
room,’

The king laughed at her, not unkindly, but
he thought he must take her to the sea the very
first fortnight he could spare.

‘T’ll tell you what,’ said she, ‘that little cat,
white as it is, has three black hairs on the top of
its head,’

‘Well, and if it has ?’ said the king.
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‘Well, that will be a sign to you that I have
spoken the truth,’

‘We'll soon see about that, said he, and he
moved towards the other window, where Sunflower
and the cat were at play together.

‘Sunflower, give the kitten to me,’ said his
father.

‘Oh no, papa; I can’t,’ said the boy, hugging
his playfellow more closely.

‘Sunflower, do you hear?’ said the king, look-
ing very much displeased.

‘I cawt, again said the boy. ‘I want to have
her for my very, very own. He retreated towards
the window, which looked on a balcony.

The king followed him. ‘Give him to me,
Sunflower.’

The little prince was going to say ‘I can’t,’ for
the third time, when the king put his hand on his
wrist, intending to force him to open his hand.
Suddenly the kitten bounded out of his arms, out
of the window, on to the balcony, up one of the
curious old flying buttresses which formed part of
the palace, where it sat behind a gurgoyle, looking
triumphantly down upon them. This would not
have mattered so much, only the king and queen
were seized with horror when they beheld the
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young prince also dart out on the balcony, scramble
up among the old carvings and ornaments of the
buttress, and go climbing about from one part of
the roof to the other, wherever the white kitten
chose to lead the way.

The father and mother, terrified beyond words,
called the servants together, and ran down to the
courtyard. There they watched the whole thing—
the kitten leaping about from narrow ledges, down
steep walls, scrambling along the ridges of roofs,
and performing more wonders than the most skil-
ful rope-dancer, and poor Sunflower trying vainly
to follow it. It was no good their calling; he
seemed as if he could not pay any attention to
them. At last some one called out, ‘Shoot it!’
This was rather dangerous work, for they were
afraid of hurting Sunflower by mistake, but the
chief yeoman of the guard, who had never missed
anything vet, drew his bow, and took aim straight
at the kitten. It was all of no use ; the kitten darted
down one of the chimneys, and was seen no more,
and the arrow just grazed poor Sunflower’s right
temple, and made it bleed a good deal.

‘Stay quite still where you are, said the king
severely. Sunflower obeyed. Even from that
distance they could see he was crying. Twenty
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servants ran off in wrong directions for a ladder,
and one of the stable-boys, whom nobody had ever
thought much of before, had brought one, and
was halfway up before the others had had time to
get their wits together and take off their livery
coats.

He brought Sunflower down, very sooty, a good
deal scratched, and so giddy and bewildered that
the doctor said he must go to bed directly, and on
no account be agitated or excited. When the king
went to talk to him about it the next morning, he
turned so pale directly the subject was mentioned,
that the king could only say, ‘ Well, my boy, I
hope you’ve had a lesson which you will never
forget, about minding what’s said to you. Will
you try now and remember always to do as you’re
bid ??

‘Yes, father, I'll try,’ said Sunflower.

The only difference was that the next time the
king went out hunting, as the head groom was
holding his stirrup, and the lord chamberlain and
the lord high treasurer were standing beside him
with their hats off (as they always did), the king
said to the head groom—‘ Fetlock, what’s the name
of the lad who helped so quickly with the ladder
the day before yesterday ?’
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‘Pastern,’ said the head groom, turning to the
next best groom but one, ‘what do they call the
chap as brings up the buckets and works the
pump ?’

‘Don’t know,’ said Pastern, pulling his front
hair. ‘ We always calls him “Daddy Longlegs!”
but I reckon he’ve got another name.’

All this while the king pretended to be talking
to the lord high treasurer about the depreciation of
the paper currency.

‘Can’t tell his majesty such a rum kind of name
as that, said Fetlock, rubbing his eyebrows. |

‘Well, then, say Peter Perkins,’ said Pastern.
‘We haven’t ’ere another’Perkins in the yard as I
knows on; though I’d an uncle once as were called
Peter, and an aunt as went by the name of
Perkins.’

‘I understand, said the king, with a dignified
bend of the head to the lord treasurer. ‘A floating
balance of some twelve or fifteen millions. About
that, taking one year with another.’

‘Yes, your majesty; taking one year with
another, said the lord treasurer, whose feet were
beginning to get very cold.

‘Peter Perkins is the lad’s name, please your

majesty, said the head groom.
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‘Tell him to come here, then,’ said the king.
‘Gentlemen, I won’t detain you.’

Peter Perkins came in a minute. His real
name was something quite different, but as Fetlock
had told him he was to answer to the name of
Peter, he only bowed when the king told him he
understood that was his name.

‘I was very much pleased with your conduct
the other day,’ said the king—‘ very much pleased
indeed. And now, Peter, is there anything I can
do for you?’

‘Thank your majesty kindly ; but I don’t know
as how there be,’ said Peter ; and the king thought
he had seldom seen such a stupid-looking fellow.

‘Are you guzte sure?’ he added.

Peter rubbed his eyes sleepily, and then said—
‘Not as I knows on, unless I might have my day
out, sir, once a month, at the full moon, sir. That
is, if it please your majesty.’

‘Why, of course you may,’ said the king. ‘ [Il
give orders about it. And mind, my good fellow,
if there’s ever anything else I can do for you, you'll
let me know.’

‘But the full moon! It’s an odd fancy,’ thought
the king to himself, as he mounted his horse and
rode away. ‘If he had Saturdays out, or Sundays
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out, or a fortnight at Midsummer, I should have
thought nothing of it. But the full moon! A very
odd fancy indeed.’ .

Now nobody would believe the trouble all the
other men in the stables made about this holiday
of poor Peter’s. It was always the most in-
convenient day in the whole month. Either the
horses had to be singed or exercised, or one of the
other men knocked up just that very day, and
Fetlock and Pastern never let him go with a very
good grace. If he had not been so very stupid,
they would have got something out of him, about
why and where he wanted to go, but he would not
take any of their hints, and only muttered grumpily
about ‘ T’owd woman at home,’when they asked him.
But whenever he came back there was sure to be
something a little different about him—something
in his eyes which looked less stupid than they
generally did. Once he came back looking very
ill, and walking lame; at other times he would
look as if he had quite enjoyed himself, which made
the others very jealous. And what was more
surprising still, he was always whistling new tunes
—tunes that none of the others had ever heard,
and where he picked them up no one could possibly

guess. At last, after several months were over,
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Fetlock and Pastern agreed they could stand it no
longer, and they would find out what became ot
him. So the next full moon, after the men had
had their suppers and gone to bed, it was agreed
that Fetlock should sit up and watch what Peter
Perkins was about. So he got behind the water-
butt, and watched till the moon wasup. Presently
he heard the stable door open and shut, and. saw
Peter going off without any bundle or bag, or
even a walking-stick, but sauntering along as if he
were only going for a quarter of an hour’s walk.
What was his astonishment when he heard a little
squeaky voice saying—‘ Time’s up, are you ready?
it is growing late;’ and the little white kitten
sneaked out of a hole, and trotted along in front of
Peter.

‘Go on!’ said Peter, ‘and mind your own
business.’ The kitten trotted on in the moonlight,
and Peter followed it, whistling a tune as usual.

‘Charies’ Wain is beforehand with us to-night,’
said he, as if speaking to himself. ‘But he’s always
before his time, though he drives so crooked.’

Presently they came to a wide smooth. river,
which ran gurgling on beautifully as the moonlight
danced on its ripples, and the rushes waved in the

night breeze. A swallow darted close to Peter’s
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ear, and whispered, ‘ Quick, quick ; another moment
and you will be too late—quick, quick !’

A ferry-boat stood on the shore, and Peter
jumped in, the kitten along with him.

‘Take me—take me too!’ cried Fetlock, stretch-
ing out his hand.

The ferryman shook his head. ‘Where’s your
fare ?’ said he, and as he spoke the boat glided off
without him. Peter never turned his head, but
Fetlock thought he heard him laugh. He gave one
jump forwards, in hope to catch hold of the stern
of the boat, but it was too-late ; a bramble caught
his jerkin, and tore a great hole in it ; and he went
home again, an angry, disappointed man.

Peter came back two days afterwards, looking
just as usual. Fetlock could only show his anger
by putting on him all the hardest work he could ;
but Peter seemed too stupid to notice it ; only once,
when Pastern called out—‘ Why, Tom, what ails
thy bran-new jerkin—darned already?” and Peter
said, ‘Torn again a bramble, warn’t it, master?’
He looked so sly, that if Fetlock had not been
somehow a little afraid of him, he would have given
him a sound box on the ear.

Meanwhile, Prince Sunflower was growing day
by day into a handsome young gentleman, able to
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go out hunting with his father, but as fond of his
mother as ever, though she was obliged to let him
go riding away without her sometimes, and. never
seemed happy till she saw him safe at home again.
But one day, as they were all sitting at supper,
while the firelight danced on the wall, and the silver
lamps swung to and fro from the ceiling, and the
golden cups and dishes tinkled and glittered as they
were handed from one to the other, and the king’s
great mastiff, Odin, lay stretched asleep on the
hearth, the queen suddenly turned very pale, and
set down her goblet full of wine without tasting it.

‘What is it, Rosalind?’ said the king.

‘What is the matter, dear mother ?? exclaimed
the prince.

‘Oh, the door, the door!’ said she.

‘Why, it was only oiled yesterday,’ said the
king.

‘Some evil is coming upon our house,’ said she
- ‘the creak of the door tells me so. Oh, don’t
let itin; don’t let it in!’

But before the words were out of her mouth,
the door swung gently open, and a beautiful boy
entered. He was dressed in blue velvet, and had
long flaxen hair, and a silver harp in his hand, and
he smiled so beautifully, and yet had such a modest
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and gentle manner, that the hardest heart could
not have stood out against him, especially when the
king noticed that his blue coat was wet with the
night rain, and his hair quite out of curl.

‘I did not know,’ said he, blushing all over, and
moving towards the door, ‘I did not know I was
coming into the royal presence. I will retire. I
crave his majesty’s pardon, and yours, madam,’
making a low obeisance to the queen.

As he did so, she noticed how wet he was, and
how the drops were running down from his beauti-
ful hair. She forgot all her fears, and only thought
to herself how sorry she would have been if it had
been Sunflower, and she put her hand on his shoul-
der and said, ‘But, my poor boy, you are wet
through. Stand by the fire and dry yourself.’
And she took a napkin and wiped the raindrops
from his shoulders.

He looked more beautiful than ever, standing
there in the firelight ; and when the king forced
him to take a glass of wine, it brought a flush to
his cheek which made him seem like a different
creature,

‘How can I thank your gracious majestics
enough for your kindness toa poor orphan minstrel

boy ?’ said he, with something very like tears in his
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eyes. ‘Nothing I can ever do will repay your
kindness. What can I do?’

‘Sing us something to your harp, said Sun-
flower eagerly.

And again the door creaked, and the queen
turned sharply round to see what it was. But no
one was there.

‘There is a stormy wind up to-night,’ said the
boy, with a little shiver, and a kind of frown passing
over his face, as he tuned his silver harp and _ pre-
pared to sing.

At the first verse of the song the king and queen
tried to rise from their seats, but found they could
not move hand or foot; at the second, they would
have cried for help, but the words would not form
themselves on their lips; at the third, they saw the
harper move towards the door, and beckon Sun-
flower to follow him. In vain the parents gazed
speechlessly after him ; they could not put out a
finger to hinder him, or utter a word to call him
back. Only their hearts still weré warm and beat-
ing, and the tears stole down their poor cheeks,
which neither of them had the power to wipe
away.

Out into the courtyard, where there was now
neither rain nor wind, but a bright, shiny night,

K
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went the stranger, still playing on his harp, while
Sunflower followed him, just as he was, without his
hat, or cloak, or dagger. As they passed through
the long passages, the yeomen of the guard and the
beefeaters, in their scarlet liveries, gave one bound
forward at the sound of the music, and then they
too were motionless and speechless, Even the
flame of the torches ceased to quiver, and the hands
of the courtyard clock stood still, The horses in
the stables pricked up their ears, and then stood
rooted in their stalls; the men all ran out to sce
what was going on, and then they too stood, bare-
headed and bare-armed, motionless in the chilly
air. Sunflower only still followed wherever the
harper led him, as a shadow follows a traveller on
a sunny morning. But as they crossed the court-
yard and came to the great gate, they had to pass
by the well where Peter Perkins was drawing water.
On and on the harper went, playing his tune, and
expecting that this man, like every one else in the
palace, would yield to it. What was his surprise
when Peter sprang forth from his corner, caught the
harper by the throat, hit him about the head and
chest till he knocked him down, seized his silver
harp, and bade him begone that instant, if he wished
to escape with his life! The harper slunk away,
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limping and bespattered with mud, through the
castle gate.

Sunflower would have followed, but Peter,
pointing to the stone threshold, said, ‘Cross that
line, prince, at your peril!’ and Sunflower stood
like a statue, gazing at him as in a dream.

Then Peter took the harp, and straightway
began to play a merry, stirring tune. And Sun-
flower woke from his dream, and suddenly said—

‘I must go in to the king and queen. How
did I get here?’

And one by one the stable-men, and the
horses and dogs, and the big clock, and the beef-
eaters, and even the king and queen, came to their
senses again; and the great dog stretched himself
on the hearth, and the torches quivered ‘in the
night air, and all was as it had been before. Only
the harp was there to remind them. But Peter
flung it upon the fire, where it melted and ran
away like a silver stream.

And when the king saw Peter the next morn-
ing, he asked him again what he should do for him,

But Peter replied, ‘Nothing; I return your
majesty my humble thanks. But I would fain
have that unlucky metal minted into silver pennies
and given to the poor.’
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And so the king gave orders and it was done.

As to Prince Sunflower, he was a little strange
for a day or two, but after that he went on just as
if nothing had happened. Only the queen looked
sadder and more anxious than ever, and she gave
Peter a portrait of her son and a beautiful em-
broidered pouch, just like one she had made for
Sunflower, all of her own working.

This made Fetlock and Pastern more jealous
than ever, and more and more determined to try
and find out where Peter went on those full-moon
nights. They consulted together, and Fetlock
told Pastern how it was that the ferryman had
refused to take him over because he had no
fare.

‘I have hit it!’ exclaimed Pastern, clapping
his hands. ‘Send the rascal out to-morrow for a
long tiresome errand, and when he is gone we will
look in his purse and see what money he keeps
there.’

So the next day Fetlock told Peter to take
some young colts to market in a town about ten
miles off, and gave him a great many wrong
directions about turns he was to take and houses
he was to stop at, on purpose to put him out and
hinder him. And when he was fairly started, and
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the other men were all busy, Pastern and Fetlock
went together to the little loft where Peter slept.

There was nothing there but a straw bed, and
a chair, and a rat-trap, and two or three old
bottles, and a heap of chaff in one corner.

‘We're off the scent here, I think,’ said Fetlock,
laughing.

‘Maybe, but I think I know where the fox has
run to earth,’ said Pastern, pointing to a tiny black
corner sticking out of the great heap of chaff.

Both the men went to the place, and rum-
maged about, and found a little old box without a
lock. They opened it, and there were two or
three handkerchiefs, and such like things, and,
right at the .bottom, the queen’s beautiful em-
broidered pouch. Pastern held it up, and Fetlock,
who was dreadfully jealous of him, stuffed his hand
into it directly.

‘Hallo!’ said he, nothing but half a dozen old
brown stones !’

‘You know nothing about it, cried Pastern.
‘Enchanted money always looks like that by
daylight.’

‘So it does, in course,’ said Fetlock, trying to
behave as if he had had to do with it every day of
his life. But he felt Pastern was so much cleverer
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than he was, that he waited for him to speak
next.

‘] think Dll take one or two of them stones,’
said Pastern very quietly.

‘What for?’ said Fetlock.

‘Oh, just for cur’osity, that’s all. Now, old boy,
make haste and help us to put all this back again.’

‘I think [ll take some of them, too,’ said
Fetlock.

‘Where’s the use?’ said Pastern. ‘If we take
too many he’ll suspect us, and then we shall never
hear the end on’t’

But Fetlock was not to be so pacified. Hesaw
Pastern meant somehow or other to get the better
of him, and go off on this adventure without him ;
and the end of it was a quarrel, in which Pastern
gave him such a bad black eye that he was not fit
to be seen for a week, besides which, he sprained
his ankle so in one of the holes in the rotten old
floor, that it was as much as ever he could do to
crawl downstairs, and so he was obliged to let
Pastern have his way and go instead of him. - He
told every one that the accident was in consequence
of a kick from a horse; and Sunflower, who had a
kind heart, was very sorry for him, and gave hima
guinea out of his own pocket.
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Well, the next full moon, Pastern lay in wait
for Peter Perkins just as Fetlock had done, and
followed him along and along in the moonlight,
taking care never to be seen, keeping close up
among the bushes for fear Peter should turn round,
and walking softly on the grass at the roadside
for fear he should be heard. He did not know
that every little yellow frog at the roadside was
calling out ‘Croak, croak, croak, beware of mis-
chievous folk, and that Peter heard and understood
it all as well as possible. At last they came to the
river, and the swallow flew round and round as
before, chirping ‘’Tis late, ’tis late, beware of thy
fate.’ But just as the ferryman was on the point
of pushing off, Pastern held up one of the little
brown stones to him. It glittered like a bright
silver coin in the moonlight. But the ferryman
shook his head. ‘What do you say to this?’ said
Pastern, holding up the other, which shone like a
beautiful piece of gold. The ferryman nodded his
head, and Pastern leaped into the ferry-boat. All
this while Peter took no notice of him, but gazed
steadily at the full moon. On and on they went
in the boat, till at last they came to high mountains
which cast inky-black shadows over them, and by
and by the boat floated into a dark tunnel under
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the hills where was no light, save from a lamp hung
at the boat’s prow, which Pastern had not noticed
before. He was terribly frightened, for it seemed
to him as if they were going deep into the bowels
of the earth, and Peter’s voice as he spoke, and the
ferryman’s as he answered him, had an awful
echoing sound. Pastern’s heart began to die
within him. He almost wished that Peter would
turn round and scold him.

At last the boat grated hard against a marble
quay—the ferryman flung out a chain, and some
one caught hold of it, and rang a bell which tingled
away and away into the darkness of the echoing
vaults, and over the waveless water, till it sounded
like a thousand bells ringing instead of one. Then
a great door burst open, and a blaze of dazzling
light appeared. First Peter got out, and Pastern
followed him. No one spoke to or noticed him,
but he almost wished he had stayed behind when he
saw how angry the man at the door looked, and
how Peter, instead of seeming pleased and cheerful,
looked very grave and anxious. ‘You are to.come
before the presence of our master directly,’ said
the porter at the door; and Peter obeyed, while
Pastern slunk after him, trying to keep out of sight
as much as possible. It was a great hall, all of
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black and white, with marble pillars, and at one
end of it, on a throne, sat the enchanter who was
the master of it all) He was very ugly and fierce-
looking, and he called out in a harsh voice to
Peter—‘So, miscreant, thou hast again thwarted
my spells!’ Beside him stood the harper boy,
accusing Peter of having been the cause of his
failure in enchanting Sunflower, and of having
taken and burnt his harp. ‘What hast thou to say
in answer to all this?’ said the enchanter, shaking
his ebony club angrily, and looking furiously at
Peter, who stood very pale, but very brave, looking
straight at him.

‘Nothing, said Peter very calmly; ‘you sent
me there on a wicked errand, but the good heart
in me would not let me do it, and I cannot say
otherwise than this.’

‘Then, executioner, do your office,” said the
enchanter, ‘and teach him what it is to disobey me.’
At that moment Pastern noticed a little swarthy
woman, almost as dark as anegress, and the ugliest
he had ever seen, rush forward, and throw herself
on her knees at the enchanter’s feet.

Ee father, father,’ she said, ‘ for my sake have
pity on him. See how young and weak he is; for
my sake do not be so cruel to him,’
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But the enchanter pushed her sobbing away,
and bade her begone to her own chamber ; and the
executioner came forward and tied Peter to one of
the marble columns and stripped off his coat, and
flogged him so severely that he all but fainted
away. As Peter was being removed by the
attendants, so weak that he could hardly breathe,
the executioner turned round and caught sight of
Pastern, and asked what he was to do to Azam.

Then a whisper went round them all that this
was none of their folk, but a stranger who had
thrust himself in without leave amongst them ; and
the enchanter fixed his dreadful eye upon him and
turned him into an otter, and he went flapping and
splashing with his web feet along the stone pave-
ment, hunted by all the men and boys, till at last
he plunged into the black canal ; and there perhaps
he is now. This was the end of Pastern, and if
Fetlock could have known of it, he would have
thought himself well off by comparison.

You will now want to know who this cruel
enchanter was. He was called the King of the
Black Waters, and he had once been in love with
Queen Rosalind, and had forced her parents to say
she should marry him. But as he was carrying
her off to his palace through a great wilderness,
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King Raymond rode by, and, hearing her weep,
had pity upon her and released her, and made her
his queen, which made them both very happy.
But the King of the Black Water was determined
to be revenged. He had a daughter about as old
as Sunflower, and though she was very ugly, as we
have seen, he determined that Sunflower should
marry her. So he tried all kinds of ways to entrap
him. First he commanded one of his servants to
go and pretend to serve the king, but, as we have
seen, this had the contrary effect to what he in-
tended, for Peter Perkins had a good heart, though
he was the slave of this cruel enchanter ; and be-
sides this, the enchanter’s daughter, Morella, ugly
as she was, in which she took after her father, had
also a good heart, in which she took after her dead
mother, and could not bear that any one should be
made miserable on her account; and it was she
who had begged Peter to do all he could to
save Prince Sunflower from the misfortunes which
the enchanter was trying to bring upon him. As
Peter lay there in a small vaulted room, on a sort
of stone couch covered with straw, aching in every
joint, and ready to faint with pain and exhaustion,
he heard a little quick footstep outside; the door

was pushed open, and the Princess Morella entered,
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bearing a goblet of red wine and some wheaten
cakes in her little thin brown hands. Her eyes
were red with crying, which made her if anything
rather uglier than usual, and she came and stood
over Peter, and told him how grieved she was that
he had suffered all this on her account. And she
made him taste the cakes and the wine, after which
he revived a little, and he thanked her very much
for all her kindness.

‘Do not thank me,’ said she ; ‘it is I who have
to thank you for all you have done for my sake.
But it breaks my heart to think of all you have
suffered ; and more since you brought me that por-
trait of Prince Sunflower, with his happy face, and
his beautiful coat that his mother embroidered for
him, and I thought how she would pine away at
his loss, and how wretched he would be in this
dreadful place, and instead of marrying some
beautiful princess, married to me whom no one
could ever be happy to look upon or to be with.’

‘How can you speak thus, fair princess?’ ex-
claimed Peter, half springing from his couch, and
ready to throw himself at her feet. For, truth to
say, the wine was a magic wine, and he who drank
of it always believed the person who gave it him
to be most beautiful and lovable—and Peter now
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thought the Princess Morella the loveliest woman
he had ever seen. But she did not know this, and
only thought he was laughing at her.

‘There is one trial more,’ said she, ‘and on that
all depends. I have got leave for you to go back to-
morrow to King Raymond’s castle. He has found
a beautiful princess, the most beautiful in the
world, whom Prince Sunflower is to marry ; but
my father will do all he can to hinder it. But this
time you will be able to do nothing. It will all
depend on himself ; only you must be there.’ She
sighed deeply as she said this, for she knew that it
was with no kind intent that Peter was sent back ;
and added, ‘And may good fortune be with you,
faithful Peter, though now it seems as if ill for-
tune were dogging your steps—ill fortune that I
have brought upon you. But take this ring and
put it on the forefinger of your right hand when-
ever you want aid of me, and I will not fail to
bestow it.’

She smiled and left him, and he fell into a
sound sleep. And the next day Peter woke up
and found himself lying in his truckle-bed in the
loft at King Raymond’s castle. One of the other
grooms was standing by his bedside.

‘Wake up, wake up, lazy loon!’ said he. ‘Dost
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thou not hear the music playing and the people
shouting, and see the flags flying out of the
window, and all because the princess is coming ?’

‘What, the princess who is to marry Prince
Sunflower ?’ said Peter, rubbing his eyes.

‘Nay, and who could have told thee that?’
said he.

‘Oh, I—I dreamt it, I suppose,’ said Peter,
sitting up in some pain, and looking drowsily about
the loft.

‘Fetlock’s raving and tearing about the place
like a madman,’ said the ostler ; ‘and Pastern’s
nowhere to be found—has not been seen since the
day before yesterday,’

‘Oh, poor Pastern!’ said Peter, in such a tone
that it astonished his companion, who, however,
took no further notice of it, for everything was hurry
and bustle.

They were just in time to get down and into
their proper places to welcome the young princess,
who came riding in with Sunflower by her side.
Her horse had a crimson velvet saddle, and little
gold bells hanging from the bridle, and she was all
in pale rose-coloured silk, with a wreath of roses on
her head, and her long fair hair floating down to
her waist. Behind her came a troop of beautiful
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maidens ; but there was one old duenna, all in black,
on an iron-grey horse, who rode next to the prin-
cess, The princess was all delightful blushes and
smiles, and sometimes tears as well ; and Sunflower
looked as proud and happy as a man could be.
The old duenna was very pale, and had thin lips,
and a smile that looked as if she had settled upon
it at her glass when she got up in the morning,
along with her cap, and never meant to alter cither
of them all day.

The trumpets, and drums, and fifes, and fiddles,
and flageolets all burst out into a grand strain of
music as the procession reached the castle. Twelve
little boys and as many little girls, the loveliest
children that ever were seen, came and danced and
sang, and threw flowers from golden baskets. The
king and queen hastened downstairs and embraced
their daughter that was to be; and the king led
her on his arm, while the queen was going to follow
with Prince Sunflower.

‘Oh, Donna Leonora!’ said the princess, giving
a glance over her shoulder as she went up the great
marble staircase.

‘I'd better give her my arm, hadn’t I, mother ??
said Prince Sunflower, who was the most good-
natured fellow in the world.
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And the queen had to fall back on the lord
chamberlain.

A nice little collation of chocolate and sweet-
meats had been put ready for the princess in the
queen’s own apartment (just to last her till the time
of the great banquet), and thither they all went.
The princess’s little feet sounded like music on the
threshold, but the lord chamberlain felt the queen
shudder from head to foot as Donna Leonora fol-
lowed her—the door creaked then as it had never
done before.

‘ Mother, you don’t seem quite comfortable, said
Prince Sunflower, as he handed her a cup of choco-
late.

‘Sunflower, your princess is perfection, but
I can’t bear that dreadful woman she has with
her,’

‘ Sh-sh, mother, she’s looking at you,’ said Sun-
flower, in a whisper, which wasn’t much of a whisper,
for he had no idea of managing his voice.

And, sure enough, though the queen had made
sure she was looking out of the window only a
moment before, there she was, gazing at them with
the smile which they had already begun to get tired
of. The poor queen, sitting there in her own
favourite chair, already felt as if nothing in the room
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belonged to her—certainly not Sunflower—and even
her husband she did not feel very sure of.

He was very polite to Donna Leonora—they
all were. Once he helped her before cither his wife
or the princess, and, though she was very humble
about it, yet the princess would not touch anything
till she had been served. Sunflower only thought
what a beautifully unselfish wife he would have.
But whenever he said anything to the princess, the
princess looked sideways at Donna Leonora, who
never said a word. In fact, it would have been
hardly possible to imagine beforehand that a
woman who never opened her lips, and who looked
the very picture of humility, should have the power
to make four people—all her betters—so shy of her
and of one another.

The grand banquet went off most splendidly ;
somehow they were all a little dull, but people do
not expect grand banquets to be very amusing.
Next day there was a hawking party ; the young
people were to ride, and the queen offered Donna
Leonora a seat in her carriage. Neither of them
enjoyed it much, but Sunflower was delighted to
get his princess to himself, and she was quite a
different creature then, full of spirits, a beautiful
rider, laughing and talking as merrily as if she had

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not been a princess at-all. But the moment they
got back to the castle, even before she had taken
off her habit, she was as silent and proper as ever
again ; and when Donna Leonora gave the least
little chuckle of a cough in the world, she rose from
her seat, where she had been tickling the dog’s ears
with her riding-whip, and said it was time to go
and dress.

How it all happened nobody could tell, but
before the strangers had been at the castle a week,
everybody was set against everybody else. It
began with the dog—old Odin, the grand old hound
who used to lie in front of the fire. The princess
did not exactly say she was afraid of him, but one
day he snapped at Donna Leonora, and it ended
in his being tied up, which spoilt histemper. Then -
the prince began to fecl uncomfortable with his
father and mother, because one day he found Donna
Leonora talking to them by herself in a very low
voice ; she stopped when he came in, and looked
mysteriously at them, and they both looked very
awkward; but when he caught his mother alone
and asked her whether anything was the matter,
she only said ‘ Nothing, and began to cry. Then
the princess began to behave differently to him,

and it was a long time before he could get at
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her to ask her if he had offended her in any
way.

At last, however, one evening as they were
sitting in the garden together, he flung himself on
the grass at her feet, and, looking up to her, asked
her if there was anything he could do to please her,
or if there was anything she would wish altered, for
he had not a desire in the world save to gratify her.

The princess gave a deep sigh, and then replied:
‘No one could have been happier in this castle,
prince, than myself, till I learnt that the path by
which I came hither was stained with the blood of

“an innocent man, and that you still retain the guilty
one about your person.’

‘What do you mean?’ exclaimed Sunflower in
astonishment.

‘I have the strongest reasons—that is to say,
my dear friend, Donna Leonora has,’ said the
princess, ‘for believing that a groom of yours,
named Pastern, has been murdered by a lad in
your stables named Peter Perkins.’

Sunflower was horror-stricken. But the princess,
who seemed to have the whole case at her fingers’
ends, told him exactly how it was—that the two
men had disappeared the same night, that Pastern
had never been seen again, that Peter had not

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expressed the least surprise when he heard of it,
and that he absolutely refused to tell any one where
he had been that night, and that he would not say
that he knew nothing of what had become of
Pastern.

‘Peter Perkins!’ exclaimed Sunflower ; ‘the
man who has twice saved my life—the most
faithful servant I have. Pardon me, my princess,
but without stronger proof than this I cannot and
will not believe any harm of him—I would sooner
believe it of myself. Tl see him this very night.’
And up he sprang, and called a page who was in
attendance at the other end of the garden, and who,
of course, had not heard (they never do) a single
word of what passed.

‘Let them know in the stables that I wish to
see Peter Perkins directly, said he.

‘He’s in prison, please your royal highness, by
his majesty’s orders,’ said the page.

‘In prison !’ exclaimed Sunflower angrily, ‘and
by my father’s orders! [Il see about that.’

‘Don’t. be hasty, dear Sunflower, said the
princess. ‘The king did not doit, you may be
sure, without excellent advice.’

Sunflower walked up and down the path

angrily,
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‘JT think I shall go indoors, said the princess ;
and Sunflower conducted her to the palace.

‘You don’t love me!’ said she, looking more
beautiful than ever as she stood at the garden gate.

‘J love you better than my life,’ said he.

‘Then do leave this tiresome business alone,
just for to-night, and come and sing with me.’

‘I will come and sing with you in half an hour,’
said Sunflower, kissing her hand ; ‘but I can’t let
the man who has done so much for me suffer all
this till I see him righted.’

The princess drew up her head, and walked
into the house.

It was a very horrid prison indeed, twenty feet
underground; very cold, and damp, and musty,
and the air so thick that.even the lantern which
Sunflower carried with him only lit up the space
for about a couple of feet all round it.

Sunflower went down by himself, very much
against the gaoler’s will, who, however, dared not
refuse anything to the king’s son.

He found poor Peter sitting on a stone, with his
hands and feet in chains, looking very pale and
dejected, but he smiled sorrowfully when he saw
who it was.

‘Well, Peter, what zs allthis? What have they
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‘been doing to you, and what is it all about ?’ said
he, putting the lantern down on the floor, and
leaning against the wall opposite Peter. Peter
told him as well as he could of what he was
accused.

‘And did you do it?’ said Sunflower.

‘Certainly not, your royal highness,’

‘Perhaps he isn’t dead, after all.’

‘J don’t know, I’m sure,’ said Peter.

‘Did you see him at all that night ?’

‘Yes, I did,’ said Peter ; ‘but I am not at
liberty to say anything, except that I am entirely
innocent in the matter. Your royal highness will
not believe me, of course.’

“Of course, but I shall, said Sunflower. ‘Tl
have you brought out of this dead-alive place
to-morrow, and set at liberty, come what may.’

‘I entreat your royal highness will do nothing
of the kind. It may break off your marriage.’

‘No, it won’t ; and if it does it can’t be helped.
Good night, Peter. Before twenty-four hours are
over, remember, you are a free man,’

‘And the prince, leaving the dungeon, went up
straight to his father, and told him that he was
convinced of Peter’s innocence, and that if anything
were done to him, he intended, when he came to
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the throne, to have every single person disgraced
who took any part in the matter.

After a great deal of talking, the king was half
persuaded, but he said they must wait now till
to-morrow morning before anything could be
settled.

But, the first thing in the morning, Sunflower
was told that the princess wished to speak with
him; she had been crying very much, and still
looked very sad.

‘Prince, she said, ‘I have been thinking over
our conversation last night, and I believe it would
be better for us to part, as I am convinced by your
conduct that I have no longer any place in your
affections, and that you care more for a murderer
than you do for your betrothed bride.’

‘How caz you say so, my princess ?’ said Sun-
flower, ready to burst into tears himself; ‘only
stay with us, only be my wife, and my whole life
shall be a proof to you of the contrary.’

‘Prove it now, by giving up this culprit to
justice,’ said she.

‘Ask anything but ¢Zat, my princess,’ said he,
throwing himself at her feet. She thrust him
angrily away.

‘You must choose between him and me!’ she
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exclaimed, and Donna Leonora’s voice seemed to
echo the words.

‘Oh, why should you say so?’ said Sunflower.

At this moment the beat of the drums was
heard. The guard was taking Peter through the
courtyard. A

‘Choose!’ again exclaimed the princess.

‘I must choose what is right before everything,
said he, rushing towards the window, and calling
Peter by his name.

At this moment there was a great clap of
thunder, and Peter stood before them, no longer in
chains, but a young prince as magnificent as Sun-
flower himself.

‘You have conquered, my prince, said he,
embracing Sunflower. ‘Our enemy is gone, never
to return. For on the chair where she had been
sitting, were Donna Leonora’s empty black gown
and wimple ; she was gone, no one knew whither.

‘And now Iam myself again!’ exclaimed the
beautiful princess, as the tears streamed down her
cheeks. ‘I am out of her power at last; I have
ceased to be her tool. JI am mistress now of my
own thoughts and words, and I may ask your
forgiveness. She put out her hand to Sunflower,
who covered it with kisses.
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Atthe same moment Peter produced a beautiful
ring from his pocket and placed it on his fore-
finger. Instantly the Princess Morella appeared,
no longer ugly and dwarfish, but as lovely as the
other whom she embraced as a sister.

‘See what you have done for us all, said she
to Sunflower. ‘ If you had once given way to the
temptation, we should all have remained spell-
bound ; now we are delivered from the charm
which held us... Be happy with your princess, and
we shall rejoice in your happiness.’

Peter fell at her feet, and implored her to
accept his love; and it was difficult to say which
was happiest, Prince Sunflower and his bride, or
Princess Morella and her bridegroom. For Pcter
was really a king’s son, who had been enchanted
by the King of the Black Water, and he and
Princess Morella returned to his father’s kingdom,
and were happy ever afterwards. But Pastern is
still an otter, grubbing and splashing about in the

dark pools of the cavern.
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I

In the good old days of fairyland, there were once
a king and queen who were very much in want of
children. They had a fine country, a beautiful
palace, everything the heart could desire, except
this one thing. However, once when they were at
the seaside they met with an old fairy. She was
going about in a wheel chair, as so many other old
ladies do, and her footman unfortunately had
sprained his ankle, and seemed as if he could
not draw her another step. The king, who was
always particularly civil to all old ladies, came
forward at once, with a profound bow, and asked
leave to draw her to the rocks, whither she seemed
to be going. She accepted his offer very gratefully,
and he pulled her along, feeling how very heavy
she was, far heavier than he had any idea of, and
thinking how poor footmen’s arms must ache, which
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had never entered his head till then. Just before
they got to the rocks, she called out to him to stop,
sat up in her chair, took off her spectacles, and
suddenly appeared one of the most beautiful ladies
in the world. Her fingers, which had been swollen
and gouty a minute before, were now white and
slender, and covered with diamonds. The king
felt (as we have all felt in our time) as if a dream
were coming true, or as if it had all happened be-
fore ; and when she said—just as fairies in books
always do say—‘ Sir, you have done a great kind-
ness to a poor helpless old woman, and if there is
any little thing I can do for youin return you have
only to mention it ; I flatter myself I am not alto-
gether without influence in some circles ’—he began
to rub his eyes to make sure that he was really
awake, and looked across to the queen, who really
was opposite him, and whose eyes said as plain as
possible what she wished him to ask for. Still he
was silent. It was a great opportunity. Perhaps
if the fairy were let alone she would offer him some-
thing better than anything he could think of him-
self,

‘Perhaps, madam, you would choose for me,
said he at last. But as he spoke the queen trod on
his toes.
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‘Willingly, if you wish it, said she, with a smile
that made her look lovelier than ever. ‘I should
only give you and her majesty there, if she would
allow me, a draught out of this little golden phial.
Hand it over, Dragon Fly, and she looked at the
footman, who had now turned into a fairy page,
in rich blue and silver. It wasa golden phial, with
the single word ‘Contentment’ in chased letters
on it. ‘If you drink of this,’ said she, ‘ you will be
always contented with your lot.’

‘Really!’ said the king ; ‘how very wonderful!
I don’t see how one could have anything better
than that.’

As he spoke he felt the queen giving a little
pull at his sleeve, and he saw this would never do.

‘But I am contented already, perfectly con-
tented,’ said he at last.

‘So am I, perfectly, said the queen. ‘I don’t
believe, dearest, there are two more contented
people in the world than ourselves.’

‘Then I may take back my little bottle, said
the fairy. ‘And yet,’ she added, looking keenly
at them, ‘both of you want something you have
not got. You need not tell me what itis. You
want a child. But, she added, looking them full
in the face, ‘if I grant this wish of yours, you must
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run the risk. I cannot promise either that you will
live to see your child grow up, or that if you do he
will not be more of a trouble than a comfort to you.
Now, are you prepared to face the worst ?’

‘Perfectly, said the queen eagerly.

And the king also assented, saying that ot
course he knew there were always risks in every-
thing.

‘Very well, then, said the fairy. ‘In a year
and a day you may expect me at the christening
of your firstborn, and possibly I may bring a little
present with me. Now then, Dragon Fly,

As she spoke, she vaulted lightly out of the
chair and on to the back of her page, who put out
an enormous pair of long gauzy blue wings, and
in a minute they were both out of sight. The king
and queen gazed after them in vain.

‘What a glare there always is at the seaside,
and how wretchedly dusty it is!’ said the queen,
shading her eyes with a large green fan.

‘Do you know, dear, I almost wish we had
accepted the contentment phial after all,’ said the
king. ‘If it isn’t the dust, you know it is sure to
be something else. I almost fear we have made a
mistake in not letting the fairy choose for us.’

‘Oh, no! you don’t really!’ said the queen.
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‘Why, all persons can be contented, of course,
when they choose.’

‘Only they so seldom do choose, unluckily,’ said
her husband.

II

The summer, autumn, and winter went by, and
the spring came again, and there was great excite-
ment at the royal palace, for a little son had just
been born to the king and queen, and the great
flag was set flying, and the big brazen cannon were
let off, and all the bells in the town began to ring.

‘A boy, a beautiful boy,’ said all the old Court
ladies, who were gossiping in the ante-chamber.

‘A son and heir, said the servants, who were
running up and down the back stairs.

‘And “a Prince,’’ said the old nurse, who best
knew what she was talking about.

But suddenly there was a great rustling among
the silk dresses of all the old ladies, and more than
one teacup was knocked over in astonishment
when the under-nurse came running out in great
excitement, and so breathless that she could hardly
utter the words, ‘Twins! there’s another of them !
—another boy !’

‘Well, it’s a good thing to have two strings to
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one’s bow,’ said a shrewd old lady, picking up one
of the fallen teacups. ‘Is he as fine a child as the
other, nurse?’

‘Oh no, my lady, a poor little skinny thing—
nothing to compare with his brother. The doctor
said he never saw such a fine child as fe was. As
big as that, said the nurse, putting out her hands
in the air, as if clasping an imaginary baby of huge
size and weight.

‘There’s sure to be one delicate where there
are twins, said another old lady. ‘ How lucky
that the elder is our future king! Though I dare
say anyhow he would have outlived the other.

A very short time had made all the difference.
The elder of the two babies was to be Baron of the
Westphalians, Prince of Ham, Grand Duke of the
Salzkammergut, besides being an hereditary Grand
Count of the Empire, and Elector Palatine of the
Moselle ; Lord of the Three Cayennes, and Grand
Cross of at least six orders of knighthood, President
ex officio of the Royal Society of Paleontology,
and Head of the United Service Pharmacopceia,
Chancellor of three universities, and Chairman of
the National Board of Poor-law Guardians, besides
a good many other little things, such as Hereditary
Grand President of the Royal Academy, and
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Colonel of the Mounted Buffs, which it would take
too long to mention. He was all this, and a great
deal more, while the other poor little boy was just
nothing at all, not even Prince So-and-So, for he
had not at present even a name. He was dressed
in the second best set of baby things, which the
queen had bought in order to give employment to
some distressed needlewomen; and as the new
gold cradle, which all the mothers in the kingdom
had subscribed for as a present to the queen,
was already in use, an old ebony one with old-
fashioned rockers was hunted up from a gallery
upstairs, and the poor little nameless prince was
put into it. He lay there very quiet, which was a
comfort, for the other baby roared as if he wanted
to show everybody the strength of his lungs, and
could hardly be quieted down to receive an early
visit from the Lord Mayor, who shortly afterwards
arrived, and had the honour of kissing his little red
mottled arm, and saying, what was perfectly truc,
that he was ‘a remarkably fine child.’

The christening day came, but not the fairy.
Everything was ready ; the great banquet was on
the table, the pages in their new uniforms, and the
ladies in their most splendid dresses, The eldest

young prince was in a gold-embroidered robe, and
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was under the care of the royal honorary head
nurse, the Grand Duchess of Bamberg, who never
said anything to him but ‘sh— sh— sh—!” in the
queen’s bedroom. The other baby was left in the
back nursery with the under-nurse, a country
woman in a white cap and apron, who might be
heard singing little ballads and nursery rhymes to
him from morning till night, and nobody else took
much notice of him; but he looked quite as well
pleased, and had grown quite a fat, comfortable,
merry-looking child by this time. The question
was, where was the fairy ?

As the king said, ‘If we only knew which way
she was likely to come! If I thought she would
come in her coach and six, I would stand at the
head of the grand staircase to meet her. But
suppose she comes flying in by the window, and
which of all the windows? There are about five
hundred, I should think, in the palace. Or possibly
she may come down the chimney !’

‘You are not so far wrong there,’ said a clear
silvery voice beside him. And there was the fairy
sitting quite at her ease on the carved oak mantel-
piece.

‘How dare you. ..? I mean, of course, I beg
your pardon, madam, said the king.

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‘Oh, dear! how you did make me jump!’
said the queen, who was trembling from head to
foot.

‘I must apologise to your majesty, said the fairy.
‘It is a way I have to come on people unawares,
I like to feel really at home among my good
friends. And so this is your son, madam?’ said
she, as she stood beside the golden cradle, where
the gold-embroidered baby lay. ‘A fine child, I
must say. The spirits have done their work very
well on the whole. And so this is his christening
day! And what am I to give him? Health,
wealth, and long life, did you say? Or is there
anything better?’ She paused for an answer.

But the king and queen, after a few minutes’
consultation, agreed there was nothing better than
health, wealth, and long life, and the fairy accord-
ingly tapped the golden cradle three times with
her wand, saying—

“Once for health, aye sound and strong,
Once for wealth that none may wrong,
And once for life that lasteth long.’

‘I have given you your wish,’ she said, ‘and I
hope you will never repent of it’

‘Never, oh never! Health, wealth, and long

life. Howcan we ever thank you?’ exclaimed the -




IN HER ARMS LAY THE OTHER BABY.
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king and queen. ‘How can we ever express ——
Joan, what business have you here ?’

For at that moment the countrywoman came
in, in her white cap and gold earrings, her red
petticoat and knitted stockings, and in her arms
fast asleep lay the other baby. The king and
queen were too much shocked at her boldness to
be able to tell her how shocked they were. The
grand duchess looked daggers at her.

But the fairy tapped her on the shoulder, and
’ said, ‘Well, my good girl, what do you want? A
purse of gold to help you marry the young man
who danced with you on Christmas eve, and gave
you a fairing afterwards ?’

Joan turned very red. The fairy was so- very
dreadfully sharp, and knew all about her, but she
managed to say, ‘It was for the other baby, ma’am.
I thought perhaps, as you were so kind, you'd like
to do something for him as well as for his little
brother. He’s a beautiful baby, ma’am, though not
quite so big as the other.’ And she lifted up the
covering to show the little sleeper’s face.

‘You never told me about this one,’ said the
fairy, turning rather sharply to the king and queen.

‘We thought you knew everything, said they

(which was really no excuse at all).

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But the fairy, who had been looking at the little
fellow’s face all the while, said, ‘Since you leave it
so entirely in my hands and those of this good
girl, I shall promise him neither health, wealth, nor
long life. I will only promise him one thing, and
that is—e shall see the Kingfisher’ She placed
her hand over the child’s eyes, who smiled in his
sleep. The king and queen and the grand duchess
all smiled, too, at one another; they all thought
the fairy must really be getting somewhat on in
years, and not quite right in her head. Joan, too,
looked a little disappointed.

‘Don’t be distressed, my good girl,’ said the
fairy. ‘You may depend upon it, I have done the
best for your little prince. I am pleased to see
what good care you take of him, and, as a proof of
it, you may feel in the right-hand pocket of your
apron.’

Joan did so, and lo and behold, there was a
purse with fifty pieces of gold.

‘That is something towards your marriage
portion,’ said the fairy, patting her again on the
shoulder. ‘And now, with your majesties’ permis-
sion, I will take my leave.’

She blew a silver whistle, and straightway a
butterfly, which had been idly hovering outside
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the window, turned into a winged hippogriff, on
which she sailed. far, far away into the blue
summer sky, leaving every one in great bewilder-
ment.

And so the young princes grew up, from babies
to boys, and from boys to men. But long before
they were grown up, the king had died, and the
queen, who lived eight or ten years after him, died
also, having done all she possibly could to spoil
her eldest son. The name of the elder prince, we
may as well mention, was Polydore, and the name
of the younger Sylvester, because his nurse was a
woodman’s daughter, or because he came last, like
St. Sylvester’s Day. Polydore was like his name ;
he had many gifts; everybody was always giving
him presents, and making much of him, Sylvester
had hardly any presents at all, and yet everybody
said how lucky he was.

‘I can’t think what it is, Polydore exclaimed
to his brother one day ; ‘everything seems to turn
out right for you. If you go out for-a day’s sport,
it’s certain to be fine ; if I go, it’s a sure sign that
it will rain. You always bring down cock birds,
and my gun generally misses fire. You were the
only person who was awake and saw the meteors
the other night. If you go out for a walk, you
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always pick up something curious. Now I never
find anything, though I go the same walk twenty
times.’

Sylvester smiled, and said nothing.

‘T can’t think how it is that you seem so much
happier than I am,’ said his brother. ‘Why, even
this room of yours, I often fancy, is almost nicer
than mine, although you made nearly everything
in it yourself’

‘Because I made everything in it myself, said
Sylvester, laughing.

It was a small room, which used to belong to
one of the servants, and every single article of
furniture in it was made by Sylvester’s own hands,
and beautifully carved. The bedstead was like a
bower of vine branches and grapes, and birds
pecking at them. The mantelpiece was carved
with two merry little goblins, who seemed to be
always laughing at you as the fire flickered.
Every table, every chair, had, as it were, a story in
it ; there was not a corner but had something in it
worth looking at. For the good fairy had stood by
Sylvester while he carved, and, though he did not
know it, had made the things come into his head,
and guided his hand.

‘You're welcome to any of them you like, you
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know, brother,’ said Sylvester, as he stood there in
his apron, with his tools in his hand,

‘Thank you—so you said. But they don’t
somehow do in my room—not as they do here.
The light must be different, or something.’

‘Oh, they look shabby by all that gold and
crimson velvet, said Sylvester. ‘ Perhaps, he slyly
added, ‘you would like to change rooms altogether.’

‘No, I couldn’t quite do ¢hat, said Polydore,
looking stately and offended.

Sylvester meanwhile took off his working apron,
and began pulling on his coat.

‘Where did you get that coat from ?’ said his
brother.

‘Why, it’s an old one of yours, of course,’ said
Sylvester. . ‘Don’t you remember giving it me,
that I might not be too shabby when the King of
the Blue Rocks came here? I was so grateful to
you, for I had just spent all my money on a new
box of tools.’

‘I can’t think, upon my word, how it is, Poly-
dore exclaimed in some irritation. ‘If ever I give
you any of my old things, I always wish I hadn’t
next time I see them. You look so nice in them—
I mean, of course, they look so nice on you. Iam

sure I can’t think how it is. There, should you
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mind changing coats with me? That old one I
gave you looks so comfortable, I wish to have it
back again, and you can have the one I have got
on now; I’m heartily sick of it.’

‘By all means, said Sylvester, laughing good-
naturedly. Healways was good-natured, and gave
in to his elder brother as a matter of course. And
the two young men changed coats.

‘Well, I know who has the best of the bargain,’
Sylvester said. ‘Why, Polydore, there’s a pocket
in it, hidden under the flap, that I am sure you
never discovered, or you would not have given it up
so readily.’

‘A secret pocket! Is there, really?’ said
Polydore. ‘No, of course I never noticed that.
What’s the good of these tailor fellows, if they
leave you to find out where your own pockets
are?’

‘Yes, and there’s a nice little present in it, too,’
said his brother; and he undid a little silken
packet, and there was a miniature of the most
beautiful young lady in the world, and round it, in
diamond letters, were the words, ‘For him who
finds me first.’

‘ That’s for me, of course,’ said Sylvester, holding
it up triumphantly. ‘What a very, very beautiful
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young lady!’ and he gave a deep sigh, for he had
never seen so lovely a face. ‘But what’s the use of
sighing ?’ he added, with his usual good humour.
‘Very likely she died hundreds of years before
either of us was born,’

‘Of course it was meant for me; what do you
mean by taking it? Hand it up here,’ exclaimed
Polydore ; and he made an attempt to snatch the
little miniature from his brother. As he did so, it
dropped out of his hand, fell into a crack in the
stone floor, and was lost to sight.

‘There, see what you have made me do!’ ex-
claimed Polydore.

‘What / have made you do!’ said his brother,
who was angry now, for almost the first time in his
life.

Polydore was too much annoyed to speak. ‘I
shall send the workmen to have these stones taken
up,’ said he at last to his brother.

‘As you please,’ said Sylvester, who put on an
air of not caring, which he was very far from
feeling, and began fixing a block of ivory on his
turning lathe.

‘It’s a pity you weren’t born a carpenter,’ said
Polydore, as he left the room.

Sylvester felt inclined to say he wished he had
170 ‘SEEING THE KINGFISHER’

been ; but there is no use in giving sharp answers,
so he had learnt to keep most of his sharpness for
his tools. Sylvester, the moment Polydore was
gone, again put his hand into the little pocket of
his new coat, which had struck his curiosity so
much. He felt something cold and hard, and
there, sure enough, was the little miniature. He
hardly stopped to ask how it got there. The face
was that of a beautiful lady, all in black, and as
sad as she was beautiful. It looked at him as if
it wanted to speak, but could not. Sylvester felt
the most extraordinary yearning towards it, or
rather her. ‘You are the only woman I shall ever
love, dead or alive,’ exclaimed he at last. He was
not yet eighteen, so we must forgive him if he was
rather too enthusiastic. ‘Never, never will I part
from you. He threw himself on his knees before
it, held it up to the light, kissed it, walked about
the room with it, and finally took a blue ribbon
from his drawer, and hung it, where no one could
see it, round his neck. He was only just in time;
for, very soon, heavy clumsy footsteps were heard
along the gallery, and three men, with crowbars
and pickaxes, with Polydore himself at their head,
came into the room.

‘You'd better move those things away,’ said
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Polydore, pointing to a beautiful piece of carving
that his brother was doing.

Sylvester himself came and helped, but did not
say a word.

‘Which of them stones was it, sir?’ said the
man with the biggest pickaxe.

The two brothers pointed both at once to the
same stone. Indeed, there was no mistaking the
crack, and the men had very soon heaved it up.
Nothing was found underneath, however, except a
fine little chisel of Sylvester's, which had been
missing for some months, and which he was very
glad to see again. Another stone was moved, and
still no result followed. ‘he room was in the
greatest mess and confusion imaginable, and still
Polydore did not seem inclined to give in; and
Sylvester had some difficulty in pretending to be
as anxious as his brother.

What would have happened it is impossible to
tell, had not the major-domo entered the little
room, followed by two footmen carrying a large
gold salver between them, with a very big letter
upon it. It was of parchment, with three great
seals hanging to it; and really, what with the
turning lathe, and the carpenter’s bench, and the

workmen, and the stones, and the pickaxes, and
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the very fat major-domo, and the very tall footmen,
Polydore had some difficulty in finding elbow-
room to open it. Inside, it was all in gold letters,
with an illuminated border, and smelt strong of
attar of roses.

‘I suppose I must go,’ said Polydore carelessly,
as he tossed the letter over to his brother. It was
an invitation from the King of the Blue Rocks to
pay him a visit.

‘Oh, that «wz be delightful!’ exclaimed
Sylvester, with his eyes sparkling.

‘ Ah, they ask you too. So they do,’ said Poly-
dore. ‘I had not noticed that. Well, you can
come with me if you like—if you'll promise to
remember all the things I forget. I like some one
who knows how to spell, and knows which is north
and which is south, and where quotations come
from, and all that. I never had time for those
things myself. Tell the chief secretary to draw
out a proper answer, said he to the major-domo ;
and with his pencil he just scribbled a great clumsy
‘Yes’ on the back. ‘This day fortnight, to keep
the Princess Lilian’s birthday. And tell my tailor
to come up at once, and speak to me about some
new clothes.’ And so saying, Polydore left the

room.
‘SEEING THE KINGFISHER’ 173

‘And what be we to do, sir?’ said the three
men with the pickaxes.

‘I think you may as well put the stones back
as you found them,’ said Sylvester, going once more
to his turning lathe, where he was making some
beautiful ivory table legs. About ten minutes after-
wards he happened to .turn round, and saw all
three men standing looking over his shoulder.

‘Well, and what do you want?’ said he.

‘Nothing, sir, nothing. Ask your pardon ; we
was only a-saying what a pity it was your Royal
Highness had not your own living to get. There’s
only one chap in the old shop over the way as can
do it as well as that, but he understands the ways
of them chucks even better than you do, sir.’

‘All right,’ said Sylvester, laughing ; ‘tell him
to come up some day and give me a lesson, and
V’'ll make him a present of a nice bit of ivory.’

The three workmen went their way, agreeing
that ‘t’other one was more of a king like, but this
one was out and out the nicest gentleman.’

III
The King of the Blue Rocks was a very great
king indeed. The blue rocks were in reality solid

turquoises, and the king and the kingdom grew
174 ‘SEEING THE KINGFISHER’

immensely rich by selling these into all parts of
the world. The kingdom was a beautiful island,
and these turquoise mountains, when you saw them
from the sea, with the sun setting behind them,
were quite the loveliest things you can possibly
imagine. The king had an only and most beauti-
ful daughter, and as she was to be seventeen on
this birthday, her ‘father and mother had thought
it was almost time she should be married. many young princes had been invited from all parts
of the world, and there was a grand festival given in
the palace hall to welcome them. On their arrival
both the brothers waited with beating hearts the
sight of the princess. Polydore, who always ex-
pected to have the best of everything as a matter
of course, was only afraid she might not be
good enough for him; Sylvester had made up
his mind that she would turn out to be the same
as the beautiful young Jady whose miniature had
found its way into his pocket. It happened quite
differently from what they had expected. When
the princess came into the room, leaning on the
arm of her father, the whole company broke out into
cheers at her wonderful loveliness—that is to say,
they would have broken out into cheers if good

manners had allowed them. She was dressed all
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in turquoise blue, which set off her fair golden hair
and pink cheeks, and her face was all brightness
and gaiety. Polydore at once felt, though he did
not own it, that she would be too clever for him,
while Sylvester at the same moment was saying
to himself, ‘Yes, she is very, very beautiful, but she
is not my lady after all. My lady has perhaps
been dead and buried these hundred years.’
People in those good old times did not beat
about the bush as we do, but went straight to the
point at once, and, after a flourish of trumpets, the
king stood upon the steps of his throne and said,
‘Gentlemen, may I be allowed to introduce my
daughter Lilian to you? I hereby offer her hand
in marriage on one condition. There is a certain
kingfisher in my garden, and any one who shoots
it and brings it safe to me shall be the husband
of my daughter, and my own successor in the
kingdom of the Blue Rocks.’ This time every one
cheered in good earnest, and each of the young
gentlemen (there were about thirty in the room)
determined that he would be the first out of bed
the next morning and would bag that unlucky
kingfisher before breakfast time. And now the
ball began. The princess danced with each of
them in turn; at least she danced till she was
176 ‘SEEING THE KINGFISHER’

tired, and promised the rest for the following
evening. Sylvester, who knew that he was a
person of no consequence, did not, of course,
venture to ask her, but went and danced with
anybody who did not seem particularly grand, in
hopes that among them all he might find the young
lady of the beautiful portrait. But there was no
one the least like her in the room. Polydore, of
course, was one of the first to have the honour of
the princess’s hand. He danced delightfully, and
so did she, but he could not think of anything to
say to her except that he hoped she would wish
him good luck the next morning.

‘Why, what are you going to do to-morrow ?’
said the princess.

‘Shoot the kingfisher,’ said Polydore decidedly.
Then, seeing her look a little doubtful, he added,
‘That is, I’m going to try.’

‘A great many people have tried,’ said the
princess, who was too honest to say that she
wished Polydore to be the happy man. ‘But
kingfishers are such very shy birds, and this is the
shyest of ail. But it is very important for us that
it should be shot, for till it is, my father will never
feel safe in his kingdom,’

‘Why not?’ said Polydore,
‘SEEING THE KINGFISHER’ 177

‘Oh, I can’t explain,’ said the princess, ‘It’s a
long story, and I only know half of it; but so it
is. . . . By the way, who is that young gentle-
‘man, a little like you, who is standing in the
corner all by himself looking out at the moon?
Such a very nice face I think he has,’

‘Oh, that’s my brother, said Polydore. ‘We
are a good deal alike, so they tell me.’

‘You must introduce him to me some time.
Promise me you will. And now I am afraid I am
claimed by some one else.’

She curtsied and left him. Polydore went
straight up to his brother who was standing in a
bay window quite apart. ‘How’s this, Sylvester?’
said he; ‘can’t you find any one to dance with
you?’

‘Oh dear, yes, said Sylvester, lazily ; ‘but |
rather wish I were back with my turning lathe.’

‘Look here,’ said his brother, ‘I want you to
promise one thing. I want you to promise not to
shoot the kingfisher to-morrow.’

‘Do you indeed?’ said Sylvester, stretching
himself.

‘Yes. I think I ought to have the first chance.
You may be perfectly certain, you know, that the
princess would never look at you.’

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178 ‘SEEING THE KINGFISHER’

‘But suppose I do it just for the pleasure of
shooting ?’ said Sylvester.

‘T’ll tell you what, Sylvester, said his brother ;
‘if you won't go out with your gun to-morrow, only
just for one day, I'll promise you anything you like.
I wonder what you would like. I'll promise you
the miniature of that girl you found in my pocket
the other day, supposing, that is, it ever turns up.’

‘And supposing it doesn’t? Well, Polydore,
you need not distress yourself. I had not the least
idea of going out with a gun to-morrow. Iam
much too humble a person to aspire to the hand of
the princess.’

‘But you do admire her?’ said Polydore, who
began to fancy that if Sylvester did not care for her,
perhaps she was not so very much worth caring
about.

‘Oh yes, of course I do, exceedingly,’ said his
brother.

IV

Twenty-nine young gentlemen turned out next
morning into the royal park, each with a gun in his
hand, in pursuit of the unhappy kingfisher. The
banks of the river were quite lined with them. It
was a most absurd thing to see them, each thinking
‘SEEING THE KINGFISHER’ 179

he had found out a quiet secluded by-path for him.
self, and each dreadfully annoyed when he found
another man just behind the bush which he had
settled must have the kingfisher’s nest under it.

So they went on till luncheon time—no king-
fisher appeared. After luncheon they went out
again—still no kingfisher. Evening came—still no
kingfisher. One man who was near-sighted shot
a jay by mistake, but that was all. In the evening
there was to be another ball. The princess, to tell .
the truth, did not look very unhappy at the result of
the day’s sport. It is rather dreadful, when you
come to think of it, to have all your future in life
decided by the discharge of a gun; and she was
more gay and light-hearted than ever.

‘Your brother is not here, then, this evening ?’
she said to Polydore. ‘I wanted to dance with
him.’

‘No, I am sure I don’t know what has become
of him,’ said Polydore. ‘But he’s rather fond of
going off by himself. I haven’t seen him all day,’

‘But / have, said the princess. ‘He has been
telling us all the most amusing stories. The queen
and all the ladies laughed till I thought they would
have been choked. How delightful you must find
it to have such a brother ??
180 ‘SEEING THE KINGFISHER’

Polydore did not quite know what to say to this,
so he contented himself with offering his arm to
the princess, and the dance went on. Where was
Sylvester meanwhile ?

He had slipped out into the garden for a moon-
light walk, and was enjoying himself very much.
The palace all lighted up looked most brilliant,
reflected in the water. The music even sounded
better than indoors, and the flowers were most
exquisite still, fragrant, and lovely. He wandered
on and on by the banks of the river, hardly knowing
where he went.

The kingfisher had quite gone out of his head.
He was thinking of nothing particular, glowworms,
perhaps, as much as anything, when suddenly a
blue and orange something flitted past him. He
stood quite stilland looked. It was the kingfisher ;
in another moment he saw it close to him, perched
ona bough. In the moonlight it seemed all made
of gold and jewels.

‘So you haven’t got a gun, it said. ‘I thought
I could trust you. I have been in hiding all day,
and in terror of my life.’

‘You may trust me,’ said Sylvester. ‘I should
never think of shooting such a beautiful creature as

you.’
‘SEEING THE KINGFISHER’ 181

‘ But for the prize! Remember the prize!’ said
the kingfisher.

‘No, not for any prize, said Sylvester. ‘Your
life is quite safe with me.’

‘Then I will show you something I have never
shown to any one else,’ it said, and it flew along;
and along, in the moonlight, among the trees, near
a little stream which ran into the river, up and down
among banks, and brakes, and wild flowers, stems
covered with ivy, and nightingales singing in the
thickets. Atlast they came to a beautiful still little
pool—as still as alooking-glass. All round it were
wonderful flag flowers and lilies, and every one was
reflected there like a picture. So was every bough
of the tree, every tuft of ivy, and the great full moon
itself.

‘Can you see anything else?’ said the king-
fisher.

Sylvester bent over, and saw a face in the water
beside his own, and as clear as his own. It was
the beautiful lady of the miniature. ‘Oh, come to
me, come to me!’ he cried. ‘You, and you only, ,
are all I have to care for in this world,’

As he spoke a withered ivy leaf was blown off
one of the trees. It fell down into the pool,
scattered the lovely image, and the circles went
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widening on, and the stillness gradually came back
on the water’s face, yet that face never appeared
again. The kingfisher, too, had disappeared.
Sylvester, in despair, pulled one or two of the
pink and white lilies from the bank, and as he did
‘so, there seemed to come a sigh from among the
leaves, which echoed back his own. He walked
back along the little glen, then to the river’s brink,
and into the garden. The music was silent, the
lights were out. He crept back to his own room,
flung himself in his clothes on the bed, and slept,
and dreamt, and started from his sleep, and dreamt

again, till daybreak.

Vv

The next day was like a repetition of the one
-before. Twenty-eight of the young gentlemen
went out with their guns; the one who had shot
the jay by mistake was so laughed at that he took
his leave of the king and queen, and went home in
some displeasure. Sylvester alone remained in the
jhouse. A message having come up from the queen
to invite him to her withdrawing room, he was
obliged to go downstairs, and all the ladies came
crowding round him, begging for some more of his
delightful stories.
‘SEEING THE ‘KINGFISHER’ 183

‘A story about what?’ said Sylvester.

‘Oh, anything,’ said the queen; ‘one of those
beautiful flowers in your buttonhole if you like.’

Sylvester looked so exceedingly awkward that
every one noticed it, and the princess, who was
always ready with a word to say, exclaimed, ‘ Dear
me, those are curious flowers! I wonder what a
botanist would call them. They are quite new to
me. May I examine one?’

She put out her hand to Sylvester, who gave
her one of the lilies. She smelt it, and almost
instantly fell back in a fainting fit. All the ladies
screamed. Some carried her out of the room, some
flew to the windows, others supported the queen,
who had seized the lily and was nearly as ill as
her daughter. One old dame alone was left in the
room with Sylvester. She was a dowager in a big
cap of a fashion some fifty years back, and was so
deaf and mysterious that most people were afraid
of her,

‘You had better put those flowers out of sight,
my prince, said she. ‘They are fatal to any
member of our royal family. The king knows all
about them, and you are telling your own story
unconsciously by wearing them. You have seen the

kingfisher,
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‘Well, madam, and what if I have? — said
Sylvester proudly.

‘Then it is death to you unless you shoot it,
said the old lady. ‘Few and far between are those
who are permitted to see that wonderful bird, which
never appears but it bodes some evil to thiscountry,
and it is an old law that any one who has had the
opportunity of shooting it, and spares its life,
will be punished by drowning. Take my advice,
fly the country as fast as you can; and may I ask
you as a personal favour never to mention that it
is I who have given you this warning?’

She hurried out of the room, leaving Sylvester
in a state of great perplexity and unhappiness.
Almost before he had time to collect his thoughts,
in came his brother Polydore.

‘Well, old fellow,’ said he, more kindly than
usual, ‘and what sort of luck have you had ?’

‘The best luck and the worst luck, as it seems,’
said Sylvester. ‘I have seen the kingfisher and
have not shot it.’

‘You, who never miss anything!’

‘T hadn’t my gun, and if I had, I wouldn’t have
used it.’

‘Really, Sylvester, I didn’t think you were so
foolish. Any of these other fellows would give all
‘SEEING THE KINGFISHER’ 185

they had for such a chance. Marrying the princess,
besides all the honour and glory.’

‘But supposing I don’t want to marry the
princess.’

‘But you know Ido. I am going distracted
for love of her. That’s just what I wanted to say
to you. If you'll shoot the kingfisher and let me
have the credit of it, Pll give youadukedom. Any
price you like; and if you don’t want to marry the
princess, why, surely all’s fair between brothers.
You know, after all, you are a sort of other self,
said Polydore, who had become quite affectionate
in the last few days.

Sylvester could not help laughing. ‘It’s of no
use, Polydore,’ said he.

‘And you won't even tell me where you saw it.’

‘Why, as it flies all about the country, and I
saw it myself in five or six different places, it
wouldn’t be much good. Anywhere down by the
river, I suppose.’

‘You saw it five or six times!’ said Polydore,
throwing up his handsin horror. ‘Upon my word,
Sylvester, I really have no patience with you.
There is some one calling me. Well, as you have
brewed you must bake, I suppose. But we shall
soon have you changing your mind. I shall see
186 ‘SEEING THE KINGFISHER’

you again this evening. You can’t refuse to
oblige me by doing what is really no sacrifice to
yourself.’

Polydore went, and Sylvester stood leaning with
his elbows on the window. Presently he heard a
very, very soft step, and a silken gown trailing over
the rushes with which the floor was strewn. It
was the princess ; her eyes were red and her face
quite pale with crying.

‘O prince, said she, coming to a seat beside
him, ‘is this read/y true?’

‘IT am afraid it is, your Royal Highness,’ said
Sylvester, with a deep blush. ‘1 ought never to
have come here.’

‘I wish you never had,’ said she. ‘I mean—I
only mean—of course, I mean on your own account.
We cannot afford to lose such friends.’ And she
began sobbing, though she tried hard to stop her-
self.

‘Your Royal Highness has many far more
worthy, said Sylvester.

‘It is not on my own account I speak,’ said
she ; ‘think of your brother.’

‘It is in your power, and only yours, to console
him, said Sylvester.

They both were silent; it seemed to each of
“SEEING THE KINGFISHER’ 187

them that it was the most dreadful moment of
their lives, and Sylvester especially almost wished
the executioner would comme in and make an end
of him.

At last the princess said, ‘Is there nothing that
will make you change your mind ?’

‘IT have given my word, madam,’ said Sylvester
as quickly as he could, and without raising his eyes.

She turned her head away, and walked out of
the room without once looking back. It was all
she could do to get to the door.

Sylvester remained behind in such trouble of
mind that he hardly knew how time went or what
was happening. Suddenly he found himself in the
room with four officers, one of whom said, ‘I arrest
you in the king’s name for high treason,’ and with-
out any further explanation carried him off to
prison.

It may be supposed that the festivities that
evening were not very brilliant. Polydore had a
long and angry conversation with the king, in which
the latter assured him that he was extremely sorry,
especially (as he was pleased to say) in the case
of so amiable and promising a young man as his
friend Prince Sylvester; but that there would
certainly be a revolution, and no one knows what
188 “SEEING TILE KINGFISHER’

other fearful consequences, if he attempted to alter
the laws.

The execution was fixed for the next day, asin
the kingdom of the Blue Rocks people always like
to get rid-of a disagreeable subject as soon as
possible. Polydore was in despair. He was hun-
dreds of miles from his own country ; and besides,
when they did go to war with the people of the
Blue Rocks they always got beaten. And _ his
prime minister’s last words to him had _ been,
‘ Remember, sire, peace at any price.’ Besides, in
that case, what would become of his suit to the
princess? Then again he thought of his brother.
He had never been very kind to Sylvester ; indeed,
as we have seen, he had often been very selfish ;
but the thought of losing him sent a chill to the
very core of his heart. After all, his brother was
a second self. They had never been parted.
Polydore had depended on him more than he
knew. He thought of his own home without him,
and, to his surprise, he felt the tears running down
his cheeks. The princess did not love him, it
seemed. Sylvester, who ad love him, would be gone.
What did he care for all his grand things—his
palace, his power, his fine clothes, &c.? Sylvester

would make a far better king than he had ever
‘SEEING THE KINGFISHER’ 189

done. All in a moment it flashed upon him what
he would do. He would change places with
Sylvester; and for this purpose he determined to
visit the dungeon at the dead of night. Now the
dungeon was neither more nor less than an old dry
well, some seventy feet deep, with no access to it
except from the top. Prisoners were let down by
a rope, which was then pulled up, and they were
left there till called for. Polydore knew this
dungeon very well, for, only twenty-four hours
before, the king had taken him all over the castle,
and shown him everything. He little guessed at
the time what use would be made of it.

Polydore cut his hair in the way his brother
generally wore his—which added considerably to
the likeness—put some provisions into his pocket,
and provided himself with a huge coil of rope.
Then, at one in the morning, when every one was
sound asleep, he gently opened his window,
scrambled down the carved front of the palace,
and found himself on the ground. He wandered
about among chilly passages, and tumbled over
one sleepy sentinel, who growled at him and then
rolled over to sleep on his other side. Down a
long flight.of steps, down, down to the mouth of

the well. It was left unguarded, except for some
190 ‘SEEING THE KINGFISHER’

iron bars over the top, which were only secured
with a rusty bolt. Polydore pushed them aside ;
they fell back, making a tremendous echo, but no
one stirred. He fastened his rope to a stone at
the side of the well, and began letting himself
gently down. ‘Sylvester! Sylvester!’ he cried,
as he thought he was getting near the bottom.
Still no answer. He felt the air getting thick and
heavy, and his heart began to beat at a terrible
pace. He clutched the rope tighter and tighter,
when suddenly he felt it giving way. The stone
on the top had been loosened by his weight, and
to his horror he felt himself falling at a much
quicker pace than he had intended, and the stone
coming rocketing down from side to side of the
well, till at last it descended with a sharp blow on
his head, and nearly killed him. He lay there in
the damp, slimy, mossy bottom of the well, quite
stunned, he never knew how long. Presently he
tried to move, and again faintly called ‘ Sylvester !’
But he got no answer. All he could see were a
few stars and the cold blue sky, so very, very far
away. ‘Sylvester!’ again he cried, and felt every-
where with his arms. But they encountered
nothing but damp moss and slime. Stiff and cold
as he was, he contrived to get up and grope about
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the well. Masonry, moss, damp, ferns, and some-
thing alive and wriggling that felt like a lizard.
It slipped away from him, and he felt more for-
saken than ever. It is impossible to describe
the terrible melancholy that took possession of
him. After all, perhaps it was a mistake, and he
had come to. the wrong place. Perhaps nobody
would ever come there any more. Perhaps he
would be left to die there by inches. The fairy
had promised him health, wealth, and long life.
He was healthy, only too healthy. He had plenty
of money, too, in the bank, at home, and in vari-
ous excellent investments. As to long life—oh,
mockery! Long life at the bottom of a well! All
his past life seemed to come over him—his selfish-
ness, his greediness, his vanity, his bad temper—
all the unkind things he had ever said or done.
And now, when he had really meant to do a kind
thing, he was such a fool that he had made a
blunder even of that. Nobody would ever find
his bones, and Sylvester would never even know
chow kind he had meant to be.

What is that? A’ voice, ever so far overhead.
A milkmaid, singing as she walks about with her
clinking cans. ‘Oh, thought Polydore, ‘what
would I not give for a drink !’
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© Milk below, here’s milk below,
Fresh this minute from the cow,
Fresh and sweet as morning dew,
Come and taste, be sure ’tis true.’

Poor Polydore! how gladly. would he have
obeyed her invitation, but it was quite out of his
power. In vain he shouted; she heard nothing
but the sound of her own voice and the clinking of
her own pails.

Another hour went by, and there came a great
tramp of feet to the well. It was true, then; the
soldiers had really come to fetch him. A great
clanking chain was let down, and a man with it,
who fastened an iron girdle round Polydore’s
waist. He was first pulled up, and Polydore after
him. Out he came, into the light of the day, so
pale, so muddy, so miserable, that he was at least
as like Sylvester as his usual self. His coat was
spoilt, his hair tangled; he had grown thin and
haggard in that one night. They tied a bandage
over his eyes, fastened his hands behind him,
and did not uncover his face again till they had
brought him to the place of execution. He felt
the morning sun hot on his back, and when the
bandage was removed he could hardly see for the
dazzling light. It seemed that he was on one of
the turquoise rocks, and, sheer below him, the
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bluest and brightest sea you can imagine. All
round the rocks were spectators—the king and his
chief nobility, and a crowd of the common people.
The great standard of the kingdom waved in the
air, the uniforms of the soldiers glittered in the sun.

Polydore felt a miserable, shabby object among
them. ‘May I not say farewell to my brother?’
said he, summoning all his self-possession.

There was a murmur among the crowd; and
at last one of those people who like cutting the
knot of a difficulty, and saving time and trouble
by a bold guess at what may be true, said de-
cidedly, ‘ He’s gone home this morning.’

‘No, you can’t; he’s gone home,’ said the
captain of the soldiers who were about Polydore.

‘Has your majesty any further commands?’
said the captain.

The king shook his head.

‘Is there anything else you wish to say?’ said
the captain to Polydore.

Polydore felt he could not speak. Then the
captain waved his hand to the bandmaster, and
the regimental band struck up a loud and lively
tune. It was the very tune Polydore had danced
to with the princess, but what did that matter
now?
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Clang, clang, clang, clang, went the last notes
of the music—bang went the final chord; and
before it had done vibrating, two of the stoutest
soldiers came up to Polydore with, ‘Now, sir, if
you please,’ and flung him off the cliff, right down
into the water.

What was the astonishment of every one to see
not one, but three forms emerging from the blue
waves, and then floating up in the air till they
reached one of the neighbouring cliffs! LEvery-
one at once recognised Sylvester, looking bright,
happy, and triumphant, as he held his brother’s
dripping form in his arms. But who was the
third? A lovely lady, all in gold and blue, so
lovely that she might have been the queen of the
fairies.

‘Confess that you are conquered now,’ said she
to the king, who flung himself in terror at her feet.
‘You know me, do you not?’

‘Too well I know you, said he. ‘Oh, have
pity upon me, though my forefathers had so little
pity upon you and yours.’

‘Ah! you have not forgotten that my father
was once king of this country, that he and all that
belonged to him were slaughtered by his enemies,
and that I was only saved by the good fairies
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turning me into a kingfisher, on condition that I
should only resume my human form when some
man, out of pure kindness, should spare my life.
Here’ (pointing to Sylvester) ‘is my deliverer. I
found him last night in prison, and bore him away
to my beautiful kingdom beyond the waves; and
yet I do not regret that you put him into prison,
since it showed his brother’s generosity. He, too,
has had a lesson to learn, and well he has learnt it.
And now, what have you to say ?’ she added, once
more turning to the king, while Polydore and
Sylvester flew into each other’s arms.

‘I can say nothing, I can do nothing, but sub-
mit, said the king. ‘Everything I have is yours ;
we can only implore your mercy.’

‘I spare your life,and your kingdom too, on
one condition, said the princess, ‘that you bestow
your daughter’s hand on Polydore, who has shown
himself so worthy of her.’ 5

The Princess Lilian, who had been shedding
bitter tears in a cavern not far off, where she could
see everything without being seen, was now
brought to the king’s presence by her mother:
All her old dislike for Polydore had turned into
admiration when she heard how brave and generous
he had been. She gave him her hand, and now

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she says she is quite sure she never cared for
Sylvester at all.

Sylvester and his beautiful princess then dis-
appeared to their kingdom beyond the seas, far,
far beyond the sunset. It is said that they some-
times pay visits to Polydore and his bride, who
are always delighted to welcome them. No one
else ever sees them ; but they are very happy, and
so I hope will you be, and all the readers of this

book.
BURNING ONE’S LUCK

THERE was once a widow who lived with her son
on a lonely mountain side where they had a few
sheep to look after, and by this means earned a
scanty livelihood, with the help of the poor woman’s
spinning. But as time went on they grew poorer
and poorer, and, saddest of all, she lost her sight,
which not only hindered her a good deal from
working herself, but obliged Alfred, for that was
her son’s name, to stay at home more than he
would otherwise have done, to take care of her.
So they continued to get poorer and poorer, and
the colder the weather grew, the less food and firing
they seemed to have. At last they got snowed up
in the house, and the poor old mother had to take
to her bed, and could not get warm even there.
Alfred sat in his old sheepskin coat, keeping
the fire in as well as he could, and at his wit’s end
to know how to cook the little basinful of broth
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which was all he had been able to save for his
mother’s supper. The fire grew lower and lower—
there was not a bit of wood left in the house, and
Alfred was in despair. He had already burnt an
old rickety table, but that and every morsel of
wood except the bedstead on which his mother lay,
and her spinning-wheel, had now come to an end,
and there was nothing left except a queer old arm-
chair that stood in the corner.

This chair had belonged to his great-grand-
father, and was always called ‘the lucky chair’
because it had been given him by a fairy, and it
was said that the family would be lucky as long as
they kept it. As we have seen, they had not been
particularly lucky, rather the reverse; but the
worse things went with them, the more they be-
lieved in their lucky chair.

Alfred stood looking at it. It was old and very
dry, just the thing to make a beautiful blaze.
There was the fire almost out. What was he to
do? To burn one’s luck seemed a very rash pro-
ceeding, but to let one’s mother die of cold and
hunger was not only foolish but wrong. So, luck
or no luck, he made up his mind, very unwillingly,
to break up and burn the old chair. He did so

and flung a great piece of it on to the hearth, just
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in time, for the smouldering embers were almost
out. He soon had a bright blaze, the pipkin boiled,
the broth was made, and his mother, who being
blind did not see the havoc made among her
furniture, kissed and thanked him and turned
round comfortably on her side when the broth was
finished and went to sleep.

Alfred, who had had no broth, was not quite so
happy. He sat there watching how the old wood
crackled and flamed almost as if it rejoiced in its
own destruction, and did not feel at all inclined to
rejoice in company with it. ‘We have burnt our
luck ; we have burnt our luck,’ he kept saying to
himself again and again.

All of a sudden something bounded out of the
fire on to the hearthstone. It was glowing and
red-hot. Alfred watched it as the burning red
faded away, first to a strange quivering white, and
then, wonderful to say, it appeared to turn to a
kind of golden lump. Was it gold then? No.
To his amazement it began to move, it seemed to
uncurl itself in some strange way. It was a little
tiny figure, like a golden image. It grew, it spread
itself out. It stood upright. In a word, it was
(of course just as you would expect) a fairy !

‘Tam the fairy of your luck,’ it said to Alfred.
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‘You would never have seen me if you had not
taken courage to burn that chair. It is just
because you chose to fling away your good luck
rather than be an undutiful son that 1 am going
to make you one of the luckiest of men. So tell
me now what you most wish in the world.

Alfred thought for a moment, then he cast
his eyes to the window where there was a clear
moonlight and beautiful frosty stars, and he be-
thought himself of his poor mother lying in bed,
and never able to see one of them, and he said the
thing he wished for most in the world was that his
mother should get her sight back again.

The fairy smiled, and said, ‘You are a good
son, and shall have a good son’s reward. Go out
to-morrow the opposite way from the way to the
village, and a kid will run across your path.
Follow it, and it will bring you to a narrow
mountain-track, and above you will see a holly
bush. . Under that holly bush is a fountain of
clear water which nobody has ever tasted. A
few drops of that water put on a blind man’s eyes
will restore his sight. And now only one thing
more. Keep a piece of that wood by you, and
burn it if you ever want me again.’ So saying the

fairy disappeared.
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When the morning came Alfred helped his
mother up and set her down to her spinning-
wheel, and went out, promising he would soon
come back again. It was a fine sunny day, and
something of a thaw had set in, and the sky
looked bright and blue behind the glittering
mountain-tops. Presently a little brown kid came
dancing across Alfred’s path. Alfred madea kind
of sign to it to see if it knew him, but it took no
notice of him, but went lightly along, skipping
from rock to rock, and he had a hard matter to
keep it in sight.

The mountain path was steep and narrow, and
just now very slippery. Still he contrived to
struggle on, and got at last to the place where the
holly bush grew, and a beautiful sight it was with
its store of red berries all fully ripe. Under the:
holly tree gurgled a little spring, as clear as
diamonds, from what seemed like a cleft in the
stones—almost as if it had come straight out of
the bowels of the earth.

Alfred lost no time, but filled the bottle he had
brought with him and hastily went back by the
path he had come by, taking care not to spill the
water as he went. When he got home his poor

old mother was groping about for a bundle of flax
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she had mislaid, and great was her delight at
hearing his footstep.

‘O Alfred, now you will be able to help me!’
she exclaimed as she stretched out her hands
towards the door.

‘Yes indeed, mother,’ said he ; ‘but first let me
put something that I have got here which is good
for you, on your eyes.’

She did not much like it, but she let him do it.
Allin a moment she was able to see again. ‘I
must be dreaming,’ she said at last, very sadly. ‘I
know I am blind, and yet I keep fancying I can
see. Is that you really, Alfred? It is like you,
only older than I fancied you.’

‘It is not a dream, dear mother,’ said Alfred.
‘The water I have put on your eyes has cured
them, and now you can see as well as ever again.’
And he told her all about it, and you can fancy
how happy they both were.

After that, things began to mend with them.
Alfred was able to be more away from home and
do more work, and his mother was able to work
better also, so they soon got another table and
chair, and began to forget what it felt like to be
almost starving.

Soon afterwards there was a poor little blind
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girl in the neighbourhood whom he also cured,
and after that he began to get quite a name for
curing blind people (of course he never told the
fairy’s secret), and he might have made a good deal
of money by it, but he never would, only living
upon what he earned by his work. But there was
trouble hanging over him, as you will hear.

One day there came riding up in front of the
cottage a handsomely dressed page, who found
Alfred working in his tiny bit of garden, and asked
him if he knew where the great blind doctor lived.

‘I don’t know whom you mean by the great
blind doctor, said Alfred. ‘I have been able to
cure one or two people who were blind, but I don’t
call myself a doctor. Is there anything I can do
for you, sir?’

At that moment a most beautiful young lady
rode up, in a blue riding-habit, and on a black
pony. ‘Have you really cured people?’ said
she,

‘Yes, indeed he has, madam,’ said the old
mother, who just then came out of the cottage.
‘He has cured me and several others besides.’

‘Then will you come with us ?’ said the young
lady. ‘My father, who lives in the castle on the
other side of the valley, has been blind for years,
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and as soon as I heard of you, I determined I
would try and find you. When will you come?’

Alfred said he would come the next day, and
the young lady said she would send aman with a
horse for him at about that very hour.

Alfred felt he would have done far more than
that to please the young lady, whose beautiful face
had won his heart the first moment .he saw her ;
and when she was gone he went directly and
begged a neighbour—the aunt of the little girl
who was cured—to come and look after his mother
while he was away; and having filled his bottle
with some more of the precious water, he was all
ready to start when the morning came.

At the appointed hour a horseman was seen
trotting along the winding mountain-road which
led to Alfred’s hut, and another horse followed
him. They stopped at the cottage door, and
Alfred, having bidden his mother good-bye, sprang
on horseback and had a delightful ride along the
woodland valley where the spring flowers were just
coming out in all their beauty, and then over the
torrent-bridge, and up and up a crooked bridle-
road till they came near the castle where the earl,
who was Lady Mirabel’s father, lived. It was a
formidable-looking place, with strong fortifications,
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and sentinels posted at all the gateways. Assoon
as they saw the man wore their master’s colours
they made no difficulty of letting them in.

‘Aren't you afraid?’ said Alfred’s guide at
last, as they passed under one of the great towers.

~ *No,’ said Alfred ; ‘why should I be?’

‘Ah, I forgot you didn’t know him,’ said the
man.

‘Are people generally afraid of him, then?’

‘How should I know?’ said the man, who had
suddenly become very prudent as they got to the
court in front of the castle, where there were a
good many men idling about watching a fight
between two puppies.

Lady Mirabel herself was at the door, and was
so pleased to see Alfred that the idea of being
afraid quite went out of his head. He bowed
respectfully and followed her into a great room in
one of the towers where the earl himself was sitting.

The light was not very bright, but there was
enough to see the earl sitting in-an armchair
over the fire. He was a large strong man, rather
fierce-looking, Alfred thought, while at the same
time being blind gave him a helplessness which
made one feel sorry for him. He had a bundle of

arrows in his hand and seemed to be mending
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them as the newcomers entered the room. He
turned his head towards them. ‘There is a
stranger with you,’ he said to Lady Mirabel at
once.

‘Yes, father,’ answered she ; ‘it is the wonder-
ful man who is able to restore people’s sight, whom
you said I might bring to you.’

‘Come up closer, said the earl. He took
Alfred by the wrist and felt him all over. ‘What
a shrimp you are!’ said he. ‘And do you pretend
you can cure me ?’

‘I know I can, sir, said Alfred.

‘And what do you expect to get for it if you
do?’

‘Nothing, sir, said Alfred. ‘I never do get
anything but the pleasure of seeing people made
well again.’

‘Then you're a humbug,’ said the earl.

But Lady Mirabel here interfered to stop her
father, for she saw Alfred looking vexed.

‘Listen,’ said the earl, ‘do you know what will
happen to you if you don’t cure me?’

‘Nothing, sir,’ said Alfred again.

‘You'll be hung from that tower you see out
of yonder window,’ said the earl. ‘Now, will you
venture ?’
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Alfred looked at Lady Mirabel, whose eyes
were beginning to fill with tears, and he said that
he would, for he had no fear of not being able to
succeed.

The earl at last consented to sit down in the
window where Alfred could sec the light upon his
face, and in another moment Alfred produced his
bottle, poured two or three drops into his hand
and wetted the earl’s eyelids with them. What
was his horror, and that of every one else, when
the earl sprang from his chair, screaming violently
and exclaiming, ‘ Where is the villain, the scoundrel,
the cheat? Bring him to me that I may dash his
head against the wall’ And it was all Alfred
could do to hide behind: a big chest and avoid
being caught.

How it was, he could not imagine ; but instead
of being cured, the earl was nearly maddened
by the pain in his eyes which the magic drops
had caused, and he ordered that Alfred should
be instantly conveyed to the castle dungeons, and
there await his pleasure. Meanwhile all the
doctors were hastily sent for, but none of them
could do him any good, and though the pain was
not quite so violent after a while, yet he remained

as blind as ever.
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Lady Mirabel gave Alfred one despairing look

as she saw him hurried away ; but it was all of no
“avail for her to be sorry for him, and poor Alfred
himself was more miserable at the thought of
having deceived her than at anything else. The
dungeon he was taken to was a horrible damp
dark place, half under water. By-and-by the
gaoler came round, and his dog with him.

‘So you've been playing a trick on our master,
friend?’ said he as he looked rather compas-
sionately at Alfred. ‘If you’d taken my advice
you'd have found some one else to play off your
tricks upon—my dog there, who is blind, for
instance. Poorold Snap! Here, old fellow.’ And
the dog came and jumped upon him.

‘To show you I am zo¢ a cheat, said Alfred,
‘just look here. He took out his bottle, put a little
of the water on the dog’s eyes, and in a moment
the sight came back. He showed his delight by
jumping first on Alfred, then on his master, and
licking their hands.

‘Then the fault must be in you, not in the
water,’ said the gaoler rather roughly ; ‘otherwise
why did you not make our master well?’

‘Ah, that I don’t know,’ said Alfred. ‘It has

nothing to do with me. Do you suppose I want
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to be hanged, and my poor mother waiting for
news of me at home?’

He was almost in tears as he said this, and
the gaoler was quite sorry for him, and asked if

‘there was anything he could do forhim. ‘ Not in
the way of victuals, of course,’ he said, looking at
the basin of half-cold porridge which he had brought
with him.

‘I should like a light to my pipe,’ said Alfred.
And the gaoler gave him one and wished him good
night, and left him. The dog was very unwilling
to go, but he had to go at last. Between whiles
Alfred almost wished he had not cured him, for it
made it all the more awkward for him to have
been able to cure the dog, and not the earl.

You have guessed—have you not?—why he
asked for a light for his pipe. Most fortunately
he had brought a little bit of the wood of the old
armchair with him, and now he was able to set
light to it, and it soon blazed up, making a ring of
light in the cold grey damp atmosphere of the
dungeon. All on a sudden the fairy appeared.

‘Cruel fairy!’ said Alfred,‘ why hast thou
brought me into this misery ?’

‘I am not socruel asI seem,’ said the fairy.
‘Listen to me. The reason you cannot cure the

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earl is, that his blindness has come on him as a
punishment for a great crime. When his brother
was dying he stole all his money and his daughter,
the Lady Mirabel, to whom this castle ought to
belong, and who was then in her cradle. He
passed her off as his own daughter (who died about
the same time), and he is now keeping her out of
all her rights. Consequently this magic water, so
far from curing him, will give him nothing but
pain. To-morrow you will be called before him
to answer for yourself’ When he speaks to you,
all you need answer is to ask him if he remembers
Midsummer Eve twenty years ago. The fairy
then vanished.

Alfred spent the rest of that night in walking
anxiously up and down the dungeon, and in
slumbering uneasily with his head on a billet of
wood which had been thoughtfully put there in
case a pillow was wanted. Before the morning
was very far advanced the gaoler came to summon
him to the earl’s presence. He was lying on a
kind of couch with a wolf’s skin over him, and he
raised his head angrily when he heard Alfred’s
footstep. ‘Is the prisoner there?’ said he
haughtily.

‘ Ay, my lord,’ said the gaoler.
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‘Thou double-dyed miscreant and impostor,
said the earl, ‘what hast thou to say against my
hanging thee by the neck before vespers on yonder
tower ?’

‘My lord, said Alfred, ‘do you remember
Midsummer Eve twenty years ago?’

As he said the words the earl fell back on his
couch in a deathlike swoon. All the attendants
rushed to his assistance, and in the confusion
Alfred felt something catching at his coat. It was
the gaoler’s dog. If it could have spoken it would
have said,‘ Young man, run for your life’ Alfred
quite understood it, and darted out of the room by
a little back door which the dog showed him. It
then leaped over a wall in a back yard, and Alfred
leaped after, then down a narrow watercourse,
and Alfred scrambled after it, nor did it ever stop
till it had taken him safe home to his mother’s
cottage,

Meanwhile all was confusion at the castle.
The earl’s swoon was followed by a terrible illness,
in which, blind as he was, he always fancied him-
self at the bedside of his dying brother. He could
not rest night or day, and at last he sent for the
Lady Mirabel to his chamber and confessed it all to
her, and begged her to forgive him. As he did so

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the charm began to work, the sight came back to
his eyes, and he was amazed to see her whom he
had last looked on as a baby, now bending over
him, a beautiful young woman. She assured him
that she would willingly forgive everything, that
she hoped he would always live with her and
share everything she possessed. But he said that
he could not do this, for that he intended, as soon
as he got well again, to join the Knights Templars
and goon a crusade, but that first of all he must
find out Alfred and thank him for his recovery.

Soon afterwards, as Alfred was working in his
garden, his mother called out to him that a man on
horseback, and a dog, were coming that way. And
so it was: a knight in complete armour followed
by our old friend the gaoler’s dog. There was no
mistaking Alfred, for even before his voice had
been heard old Snap leaped upon him and fondled
him as if he was the dearest friend he had in the
world; and in the knight in armour Alfred had
no difficulty in recognising the earl, now in the
enjoyment of both health and eyesight.

‘Do not be afraid of me, said he. ‘I come
not only to thank you, but to ask your forgive-
ness. And he told him all the history, and how
sorry he was, and how he had come to beg Alfred’s






A KNIGHT IN COMPLETE ARMOUR.
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pardon before he went out into the wide wide
world.

Alfred forgave him with all his heart, and soon
after that he married Lady Mirabel, and he and
his mother went to live at the castle. The ruins
of the castle are still to be seen, and the monu-
ment of a Knight Templar! in a neighbouring
church is believed to be that of the earl, who dis-
tinguished himself as one of the bravest of his
order. But no one knows in these days where
the magic spring is to be found. If any did, what
would become of the Ophthalmic Hospital ?

' The mention of spinning-wheels and tobacco in a story of this
date seems to be an embellishment by a later hand. Some readers
would, however, be more disposed to think that the identification
of the Knight Templar with the wicked earl was the work of mis-
taken tradition.
THE ROCKING-HORSE

THERE were once upon a time two brothers, and
the elder was called George, and the younger
was called Tom. Tom was a nice little boy, but I
am sorry to say George was rather spoilt and
selfish.

They had a rocking-horse in their nursery, and
George used to knock it about roughly and kick the
paint off it, but Tom was very good to it and used
to feed it:sometimes, and never called it unkind
names.

At last George’s birthday came, and his father
gave him a real live pony. It was brown and
shaggy, and just the right size for him, and he
jumped up on it and was not the least bit afraid.
When he had ridden once or twice round the field
Tom came running up and asked if he might not
have a ride too. But George said, ‘ No, you’ve got
that old rocking-horse in the nursery that you’re so
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fond of ; you may ride that as much as you like.
But I sha’n’t ever let ycu ride on ¢hzs pony !’

Tom went up to his mother’s bedroom. She
was very ill and lying in bed, and she asked him
what was the matter. When he told her she said
that, of course, as the pony was George’s very own,
he could do what he liked with it, but she hoped
he would learn to be wiser in time.

Now it happened a few days after this that
both the boys were in bed in the night nursery.
George was fast asleep, but Tom was awake, and
as there was a door into the day nursery he could
see partly through. He saw the firelight flickering
on the cups and saucers on the shelf. Somehow he
fancied there was something moving in the room.
He tried to go to sleep, but George was snoring so
loud that he could not. He listened again and felt
sure there was something moving; so he got out
of bed very very gently, and stole into the day
nursery. Everything was quite quiet, only he saw
the rocking-horse swinging up and down and,
what was more wonderful, moving its head and
pricking up its ears. It said to him,‘ You have
always been very good to me, and now J am going
to reward you. Put on your clothes and your coat
and hat, and I will take you for a ride,’
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It seemed all the most natural thing in the
world. Tom slipped back into the bedroom, felt
for his clothes and put them on. His hat and coat
were hanging up in the day nursery, and he put them
on too and jumped on the rocking-horse’s back.
He had not noticed that the window was open,
but it must have been, for in another moment they
were flying smoothly along above the trees, above
the housetops, almost, as it seemed, among the
stars. He did not feel cold, it was a beautiful clear
night, and he was not the least frightened. At
last he said to the rocking-horse, ‘Where are we
going ?’

‘Oh!’ said the rocking-horse, ‘ we are going to
some friends of mine who will be very glad to see
you.’

So they went on and on, till by-and-by the
stars were gone, the sky turned a pinky colour as
the sun began to rise, and just as the sun wasup they
sank earthward to what looked like the gateway of
a grand palace by the seaside. The rocking-horse
told him to get down and-ring the bell. ‘And
now,’ he said,‘I am going away; but when you
want me back you have only got to come and
stand here and whistle three times between your
fingers, and you shall be sure to see me.’




‘MY MASTER AND MISTRESS ARE EXPECTING YOU, SIR.’
THE ROCKING-HORSE 217

Tom went and rang the bell. The door was
opened by a servant who said, ‘My master and
mistress are expecting you, sir.’

So they went up to the palace. It was on
marble steps, the steps went down right to the sea,
and at the top of them there was a covered colon-
nade with beautiful creepers growing over the
pillars, and the windows of the house opening on
it. And in the colonnade there was a table with a
nice breakfast laid out, and a tempting fresh smell
of coffee and rolls. In another moment a beauti-
ful little girl came running up with a kitten in her
arms and with her hair flying behind her. She
seemed overjoyed to see him. ‘Oh, this is nice,’ she
said. ‘ Now I have got somebody to play with me.
Father and mother wz/ be glad to see you.’

So then her father and mother came. They
were both very kind, and the odd thing was, there
were four cups and four plates and five saucers
(because there was an odd saucer for the kitten
which the little girl gave her milk in), and there
were four of everything else, just if they really had
expected to see him. The lady and gentleman
laughed and told him ‘they thought perhaps a
visitor might drop in.” They gave him a very
nice breakfast, and he was very glad of it, for his
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ride through the air had made him hungry.
After breakfast the little girl (whose name was
Rose) asked if she might take him to play in the
garden. Her father and mother said Yes, so she
bounded away, and he ran after her and had quite
a race to keep up with her.

I cannot tell you all the nice things they saw.
The garden was full of statues and arches and
hiding-places, and there was a swing where they
swung one another, and there were swans who
came to be fed, and many other delightful things.
Tom could not help thinking how much nicer it
was to have her to play with than George; for
George always wanted to have the biggest and
best things for himself, but Rose was always ready
to give up. George always wanted Tom to swing
Aim, and never said ‘Thank you,’ and was such a
heavy boy as well. Now Rose was as light as a
feather ; it was quite a pleasure to swing her, but
she never asked him to go on aminute longer than
he liked, and was always quite ready to take her
turn in swinging him. But somehow it is always
easier to be pleasant to other people’s brothers and
sisters than our own!

Well, the morning went on, and they grew very
hot and thirsty, and Rose said they would go
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back and have some luncheon. They found the
‘table covered with nice things, and there was some
beautiful golden fruit. The lady and gentleman
gave a share to the children, and they were all
laughing and talking merrily together when sud-
denly they noticed Tom began to look very grave.

The lady asked him if he was tired, and if he
would like to go in a boat that afternoon. To
her surprise he said he would rather not. ‘Well,
what would he like? Was there anything he
would like?’

‘Yes,’ he said, ‘if he might have some of those
golden apples to take home to his mother. She
had been very ill, and he knew she wished for
some fruit very much. Perhaps if she had some it
would make her well.’

‘But must you go this very evening?’ said
Rose’s father.

Tom said he’ thought he ought to go; and
Rose began to cry. ‘Oh, I ad hope you were
going to stay here always, she said.

‘How would you like to stop away, Rose, if /
was ill?’ said the lady. ‘I think he is quite right.
But you may go together in the garden and pick
a basketful of those beautiful apples, and then

we will pack them up for him to carry with him,’
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They went into the garden, and there, on a
green lawn, they found a tree covered with apples
which bent down so low that they could easily
gather them. Rose held the basket, and Tom
picked them. ‘Mind you plant some of the pips
in the garden,’ she said, ‘and then when they come
up you will remember me.’

So when the evening came he said good-bye to
them all, and thanked them very much for being
so kind to him ; and he went and stood in front of
the gate, and whistled for the rocking-horse.
The rocking-horse came, and he got on to it with
the basket of apples safely packed in front of him.
As he rose through the air and saw the lady
and gentleman and Rose all waving their hands to
him, he could not help crying a little himself,
though he would have been sorry not to go home.

The rocking-horse flew, flew through the air as
swiftly and smoothly as a bird, and at last Tom
found himself back at home again in the night
nursery just as if nothing had happened. The
same lump of coal was burning low on the fire, the
same bit of candle stood on the mantelpiece and
did not seem any shorter than before. George
was still snoring on his pillow; one little mouse
scurried away as Tom walked softly across the
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room. Everything was so unchanged that if it
had not been for the golden apples he would have
thought it was all a dream. Before he got into
bed he took a pencil and wrote on a scrap of paper,
‘For Mother, with Tom’s love.” He put it into the
basket and crept very very gently to his mother’s
room and set it on her table without waking her.
Then he stole back to bed and was soon fast
asleep.

It was very odd when Sarah woke him in the
morning to get up and have his bread and treacle
with George (who was rather cross because it
wasn’t his birthday any more, and perhaps also
because he had had too much cake and too many
chocolates the day before) and to think what a
nice breakfast he had had at the palace. He was
beginning to tell them all about it, but Sarah said,
‘Come, Master Tommy, your tea’s getting cold,
and you know it’s always unlucky to tell one’s
dreams before breakfast ;’ and George zwould go on
grumbling because she hadn’t given him his new
mug, and did not seem to care to hear anything
that had happened. So Tom held his tongue ; and
really, when he went to look at the rocking-horse
after breakfast and felt it was wooden, and saw
the old scratches on the paint where George had
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kicked it, he began almost to wonder whether he
had not dreamt it all.

By-and-by he went to see his mother. She
was lying on her sofa in her blue dressing-gown,
and said.to him, ‘Some kind fairy came to my
room in the night and brought me those beautiful
golden apples. I wonder who it could have been.’

Tom laughed and said ‘he hoped she would like
them.’ And she said she liked them very much, and
felt better already, and gave him a kiss. He felt
so glad then he had come home. Of course George
wanted some of the apples, but Tom said they were
all for her, and nobody else was to have any, only
he should like the pips of one to sow in his garden.

By the time his mother had eaten all the
apples she was quite well and strong again. She
never asked him any questions, for she thought he
had bought them for her with his pocket-money and
wanted it to be a secret. Every day Tom used
to go and look at the rocking-horse, but it never
moved its head or even one of its ears ; and though
he sometimes tried to keep awake at night and listen
for it, he always woke up the next morning and found
he had been sound asleep, which is a very stupid way
of spending the night—don’t you think so?

Well, I must not forget to tell you that he
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sowed the pips in a little corner which was his
very own; where there were a rosebush and some
horseradish and some potatoes. George’s garden
was next to it, and there was a little cinder-path
between. George laughed at him when he saw
him sowing the pips, and the leaves soon fell from
the trees and covered the place, and then by-and-
by the rain came and made them all sodden, and
after that the snow came and lay there for ever
so long, and George quite forgot about the pips,
and Tom, to say the truth, very nearly forgot too.
Then, when the spring came, Tom noticed a little
green shoot, and he watched it carefully day by
day. It grew very fast, and Tom was never tired
of watching it; but just then his father and mother
took him and George to stay with their uncle.

They came back at the end of six weeks, and
by that time the shoot had grown into a little tree
and was covered with buds. It was, of course, a
fairy tree, which was why it grew so fast; and it
grew taller and taller every day—soon the buds
turned to flowers, and the flowers to fruit. So
by the time George’s birthday came round again,
the tree was covered with golden apples.

‘You might have given me some of the pips to
put in my garden !’ he exclaimed.
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‘Why, said Tom, ‘you only laughed at me
when you saw me planting them.’

‘You aren’t going to be such a pig as to keep
the apples all for yourself?’ said George.

‘No, I shall give them all to mother, because
she likes them and they cured her when she was
ill,” said Tom.

‘We'll see about that,’ said George to himself;
and that evening, when Tom had gone indoors
and it was nearly dark, he went and picked one of
the apples and ate it. It was quite delicious, but
now you shall hear what happened.

The moment he had eaten the apple he began
to feel the most extraordinary desire to go to the
place where Tom had got them from. He had
always laughed at him before, but now, somehow,
he felt quite differently. And the thought of
this kept him awake at night. So it happened
this time, that when Tom was fast asleep it
was George’s turn to lie awake, and he saw the
light through the door, and fancied he heard
something moving, just as Tom had done. And
he got up, and there was the rocking-horse, and
it said to him, ‘Put on your coat and hat and
come along with me.’

He got his coat and hat, jumped on the
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rocking-horse’s back, and in a moment they were
floating out of the window, away, away over the trees
and housetops and through the sky. But the sky
was cold and cloudy, and there was hardly a star
to be seen, and the wind blew, and a cold shower
of sleety rain beat in his face, and when the
morning came and they reached the palace gate
he was shivering with cold. A servant came and
let him in, and said, ‘My master and mistress
have been expecting you, but he did not say it
in a kind and pleasant way, as he had done to
Tom.

They went up the steps, and the lady and
gentleman were there, but when they saw him
they only said, ‘This is the breakfast we give to
greedy selfish boys,’ and there was nothing but some
dry bread anda basin of milk and water. If George
had said ‘Thank you’ nicely for it, perhaps they
would have given him something better, but in-
stead of that he only grumbled at it; and when
Rose kindly asked him to come and play with her,
George was rude and disagreeable, and said he
didn’t care to play with girls. So the lady and
gentleman sent him to do lessons by himself in a
big room where there was nothing to play at and
nobody to play with. They were very hard

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lessons, and I cannot tell you how unhappy he
was. tee:
When the morning came and Tom woke up,
he was surprised not to find George in bed; and
Sarah was very much surprised too when she came
-to dress them. All that day passed by, and still
no news of George. His father and mother were
not at home, so, luckily, they knew nothing about
it; but the servants were very much frightened, and
hunted for him everywhere in vain. Tom cried a
good deal, for though George had never been very
good to him, yet the nursery seemed very empty
and dreary, and everything he did reminded him
of George. He looked at the rocking-horse, but
there it stood, as dumb and wooden and stupid as
ever. And so the day went by, and the day after
that.

At last, when night came once more, Tom
was roused by a hot coal dropping in the nursery
grate. He sat up in bed, and fancied he heard a
movement ; he went into the nursery, and sure
enough the rocking-horse turned its head round, and
he said to it, ‘Oh do, do tell me where is George!’

‘George is very unhappy,’ said the rocking-
horse. ‘Do you want to go to him?’

‘Yes, indeed I do, said Tom. And ina few
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moments more the rocking-horse had taken him
on its back, and they were flying through the air
together.

The moon was bright, the air was soft and
clear, and when they got to the palace gates there
was a lovely sunny morning.

The footman came and said smilingly, ‘My
master and mistress will be very glad to see you,
sit.

And so they were; and so was Rose, who
danced and sang for pleasure at seeing him again.
The gentleman and lady gave him all sorts of
good things for breakfast, but aJl the time he was
looking and listening for George who never came.
But when breakfast was over, and Rose asked him
to come and play in the garden, he said how much
he wanted to find George. Then Rose’s father and
mother looked very grave, and said, ‘We are very
sorry to say George is not at all a good boy; he
has not done his tasks yet. But you may go and
see him if you like.’

So they showed him the way toa great cold
dull-looking room, where poor George was sitting
crying over a sum that would not come right.
The slate was so rubbed you could hardly read the
figures. The moment he saw Tom he jumped up,

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threw his arms round his neck, and said, ‘O Tom,
Tom, are you come to look for me? 1 am so
sorry I ever was cross to you.’

Then Tom asked the gentleman and lady if
George might go back with him. They talked
seriously a few minutes together, and then replied
that George could only go back with him on one
condition, namely, that they both must give up all
chance of ever coming to the palace again.

Tom looked at little Rose, her eyes were full of
tears; he could not bear the thought of never
seeing her again. Then he looked at poor George,
and thought how their father and mother would
be feeling. He found it very hard to make up his
mind. Then he fancied what it would be to live
there and think of his mother getting ill and
anxious and unhappy, and he felt it would be no
pleasure to be even in such a beautiful place when
he knew she was fretting. So he turned to the
gentleman and said, ‘Sir, I am very sorry, for
you have all been so kind to me; but I think I
must go, if you will let George go too,’

As he spoke he saw Rose stealing away, with
her pinafore up to her eyes. Tom ran up to her
and begged her not to cry, and he gave her for a
keepsake the only thing he had. It was a little
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silver threepenny bit, quite new and very bright.
She promised to keep it always, though she tried
again to persuade him not to go away. But the lady
and gentleman said he was quite right ; and when
evening came he went to the gates and whistled
for the rocking-horse, and the rocking-horse came
and made room for both the boys on its back.
Tom held tight by George’s waist, and they both
flew through the air together, and never stopped
till they got home to their own room and to their
own bed.

You can fancy how surprised Sarah was to
see them both side by side when she called them
next morning. But George was quite a different
boy. Instead of being cross he said ‘Thank you’
to Sarah when she brought the hot water, and at
breakfast he let Tom have the biggest egg and the
nicest bit of bread. And when their father and
mother came back and they told them all that had
happened, George said of his own accord how
sorry he was for having been such a selfish boy ;
and he let Tom ride on his pony whenever he
liked. I am glad to say that in the end they both
grew up to be good, loving brothers, and_ their
parents were very proud and fond of them.

But you will be wanting to know about Rose.
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Well, the day George came of age there was a
grand ball, and a great many gentlemen and ladies
came to it. Tom was there, of course, and in his
buttonhole he had one of the flowers of the fairy
tree; for it flowered twice a year. Several of
the young ladies noticed it, but none of them had
ever seen such a flower before. At last there was
avery nice young lady in blue and white whom
George asked if she would dance with his brother.
She did so, and Tom liked her very much, more
than any of the others. By-and-by ‘she too
noticed the flower in his buttonhole. ‘Where
did that flower come from?’ said she. ‘It is just
like one that used to growin my father’s garden
at home. I have never seen one since. It is a
fairy flower, is it not?’

And all of a sudden Tom saw that it was
Rose, and he asked her if she remembered him.

‘Don’t I!’ said she. ‘Do you remember this ?’
and she pulled out the threepenny bit which shone
as bright as it had done the day he gave it her.

Her father and mother were both dead, and the
fairy palace had been washed away by the sea ;
but she was still very rich, and as Tom had some

money of his own, perhaps you can guess what
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happened next. George also married a very nice
young lady ; but when Tom had a house of his own,
George let ‘zi have the rocking-horse. The
fairy tree grows in both their gardens, and when-
ever George looks at it he says it makes him
think how good Tom once was to him.
SLR DUGALD

THERE were once a brother and sister whose
father and mother were dead, and so they had
been brought up away from their old home, which
was ata beautiful castle in Scotland. But when
the brother, whose name was Sir Dugald, was grown
up, he and his sister Constance came back to live
at the castle together. It stood on a grand rock
overhanging the sea, and though they had been
quite little children when they left it, they found
they remembered it wonderfully well. As they
rode along the steep path which led up to it they
kept reminding ‘each other of the different walks
and scrambles they had had when they were
children; and great was their delight when a
beautiful heron rose out of the lake, broadening
his great dark lissom wings, stretching out his neck,
and letting his long legs stream behind him, just at
the very place in a pool where they remembered
the herons fishing when they were children.
SIR DUGALD 233

The servants all came out to welcome them.
Among them was their old nurse Margaret, who
cried with pleasure at seeing them again. Sir
Dugald and his sister both kissed her affec-
tionately, and she took them to the rooms which
had been got ready for them.

‘We've left a’ things just as they were,’ she said,
‘but I mak nae doubt ye’ll be wanting to get new
plenishings now.’ And as she spoke she looked
proudly at them, thinking how tall and handsome
her bairns were grown.

They had a delightful night in the dear old
rooms, and a delightful morning next day as they
wandered from room to room, from gallery to
gallery, recognising the old pictures and cabinets
and books and ornaments that they had been used
to admire when they were children. They said
they did not want anything altered, they liked
everything just as it was; and Constance said,
laughing, ‘When Dugald brings home a wife,
Margaret, it will be time enough to get new
furniture.’

‘Quite time enough,’ said her brother, who
was gazing at a rather clumsy-looking old three-
legged chair that stood in the window.

‘Tl think we might get rid of ‘that, said
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Constance. ‘I always dislike three-legged chairs
—don’t you?’

‘Get rid of that!’ said old Margaret in horror.
‘ Preserve us, sir, yon’s the lucky chair that has been
in the family these five hundred years !’

‘It zs a lucky chair indeed to have lasted all
that time, said Dugald. ‘Very few chairs can
boast such a long life. But don’t you think it
might go to the lumber room now, Maggie ?’

‘To the loomber room!’ exclaimed Margaret
. in such a tone that Constance said, putting her
arm round Margaret’s shoulder (for the little old
woman only just came up to hers), ‘Tell us all
about it, Maggie ; you know you can’t expect us to
know everything’ And Maggie told them it was
called the lucky chair because if the eldest son of
the family sat in it alone at midnight on the night
he came of age, a fairy would come to him and
give him whatever he wished for most.

‘Then that will be this very night, said
Constance, clapping her hands. ‘Did you say he
must be alone, Margaret ?’

Margaret nodded her head.

‘Oh, I wish I might be there!’ said Constance
‘T would soon tell him what to wish for.’
SIR DUGALD 235

‘It maun be his ain wish, and no anithcr’s,’
said old Margarct very gravely.

‘At least tell me what you will wish for, said
Constance, persuasively, to her brother.

Dugald, however, would not tell her anything.
He would not even tell her whether he meant to sit
in the chair at all; but Constance saw him noticing
very carefully where it was, and so she hoped he
would,

They spent the rest of the day in wandering
about over the castle and the grounds; but when
night came, Dugald gravely wished his sister good
night without saying a word about the lucky
chair.

{am afraid it was not quite right of her, but as
she went up to bed she made some excuse to her-
self for going once more into the room where the
chair was. She lifted the latch, the door was locked.
Dugald must have put the key into his pocket.
She went up to bed and to sleep, and dreamt that
Dugald had wished for all sorts of things, but
none of them seemed quite the thing she would
have liked herself!

A little before midnight Dugald took the key
out of his pocket and softly unlocked the door of
the room. He took his seat in the lucky chair,
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feeling very wide awake indeed. The castle clock
chimed the four quarters — still no fairy! It struck
all the hours up to midnight, and at the very last
stroke he saw before him in the moonlight a
beautiful thing, something like a woman, but it
was all clad in waving pearly garments that looked
like clouds, and it scemed to float in the air before
him.

‘Iam here, she said, ‘to give thee thy wish.
The hour has come, and the choice is thine own.
Say what dost thou desire.’

‘I desire to know the future, said Sir Dugald
stoutly.

‘Think again, said the fairy. ‘Be advised by
me. Thine is a dangerous wish.’

‘I desire to know the future, repeated Sir
Dugald.

‘Think once more, said the fairy. ‘Many
men live to repent of such a wish. Think, for the

last time.’
‘I desire to know the future, Sir Dugald said

for the third time ; and the fairy seemed to shudder
as she placed a silver mirror in his hand, and told
him that if he gazed on that mirror when the
moon was at the full and thought of any particular
person, he would see that man or woman, and
SIR DUGALD 237

what was about to happen to him or her, reflected in
the mirror. |

‘But,’ said she, ‘this is a terrible gift: so terrible
that I will give thee one more chance of repenting.
Keep this mirror for a year, and when the year is
ended, meet me here again, and if thou wilt thou
mayst restore the gift to the giver,’

As she spoke she vanished in the moonlight
dispersing as clouds do into vapour when the sun
is bright ; and as the clock chimed the quarter past
midnight, Sir Dugald found himself standing alone,
the silver mirror in his hand. It was one that had
belonged to his mother, and yet since the fairy
had touched it, it seemed more precious than
before.

The next morning, when he came down to
breakfast, he was very grave and silent. Constance
durst not ask him what had happened the night
before, for she saw he did not wish to speak of it.
So she began telling him of a letter which had
come that morning from their neighbours, the Earl
and Countess of Strathfillan, asking them to go
and pay them a visit at Strathfillan Castle in two
or three weeks’ time.

Sir Dugald’s face brightened at the invitation ;
and after breakfast he went to one of the old
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cabinets which were in his private room, and drew
out from it a beautiful casket of jewels which had
belonged to his mother, and gave them to his
sister, begging she would wear them when she went
to Strathfillan Castle, and that she would get one
or two handsome dresses for the occasion. As he
did so, he handed her a purse full of money. She
thanked him very much, and he kissed her
affectionately.

‘You have been so good,’ he said.

And she knew that he meant it was good of
her not to ask him any questions about the fairy.
She met old Margaret afterwards in the gallery,
and Margaret gave her a look, as much as to say,
‘Have you heard anything? :

‘I am not a bit wiser than you, Margaret,’ she
said, with a smile.

‘Ah!’ said Margaret, ‘Sir Dugald has not for-
gotten thae words up yonder. And she pointed
to a shield with the family coat of arms over their
heads. There was a figure in silver with its mouth
open standing beside a figure in gold with its hand
over its mouth, and the motto was, ‘Speech is
silvern, but Silence is golden,’

‘JT don’t know why people should like silver so
much better than gold,’ said Constance, pouting a

little. ‘It is all a matter of taste.’








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A GIRL CAME OUT TO THI
SIR DUGALD 230

‘ Eh, my bonny leddy!’ said old Margaret,
‘there’s nae lack o’ siller in this warld. But when
a body gets a braw bit o’ gowd, he kens its worth
ower wecl to say muckle aboot it!’

Strathfillan Castle was a beautiful place. The
country was much richer and less rugged than at
Sir Dugald’s own home, and the earl and countess
had got a garden which was the pride of all the
neighbourhood. When Sir Dugald and his sister
arrived, the lord and lady of the castle gave them
a hearty welcome, and said that as they had been
friends with their parents, so they hoped to be
with them. ‘And you must know my daughter too,’
said the lady, as she put her arm in Constance’s, and
led the way to a little sheltered turfy nook between
the buttresses of the castle, in which magnolias,
myrtles, and other delicate shrubs were growing.

‘Ellie! Ellie!’ she cried, and in a moment a
girl came out to them with a watering-pot in
her hand. She had on a rough gardening dress,
but she looked like a princess in it, so Sir Dugald
thought.

‘ Here are some new friends for you, Ellie, said
the earl.

‘Not new friends, father,’ she replied ; ‘at least,
/ have not forgotten them, though I dare say ¢hey
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have forgotten the little girl they used to play
with,

Constance blushed, and Sir Dugald said, No, he
had not forgotten at all; and very soon they were
laughing and talking over their old adventures and
recollections, and felt as if they had known each
other for years.

I need hardly say that, after this, the visit was
a very pleasant one. There were a good many
other guests in the house, and the time passed
pleasantly away in riding, boating, games, dancing,
and every kind of amusement. Constance soon
began to notice that of all the gentlemen who
were there, her brother was the one who contrived
oftenest to be beside Lady Ellie—to ride with her,
to dance with her, to row her in his boat; and she
fancied, too, that the earl and countess were
pleased it should be so, and that Lady Ellie herself
did not object.

As for Sir Dugald, there was no doubt that he
was soon hopelessly in love with his host’s beauti-
ful daughter. He would have given a great deal
to know whether she cared for him in return.
When he asked his sister she only said he had
better not be impatient. But, unfortunately, that
was exactly what he was.
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At last he bethought himself of the magic
mirror, which he now took with him wherever he
went. And when the full moon came round
again, he went to his window when he was alone
and the house was still and quiet, stepped out on
to a stone balcony which overhung the garden, and
held the glass up to the moonlight. By degrees
he saw a picture forming itself within the mirror.
He saw the arches of a chapel, the very chapel
belonging to Strathfillan Castle ; he saw a wedding
procession ; and he saw quite distinctly Lady Ellie
in a bridal dress. Her face was turned towards
him, and looked very bright and happy. The
bridegroom’s back was turned, but Sir Dugald
saw distinctly that he was dressed in a rich green
velvet coat, handsomely embroidered with silver.

Sir Dugald gazed again at the mirror, but the
moon sailed behind a cloud, the picture faded,
and he was obliged to retire to his room without
being able to discover anything more. But as he
slept he was haunted by Lady Ellie’s face, and
that mysterious figure in the green velvet coat.

The next evening there was to be a grand ball
at the castle. People in the country, you know,
always choose the time when there is a good
moon for giving a ball. Sir Dugald gave his

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arm to his sister and led her into the ball-room.
She had on her mother’s jewels and a beautiful
blush-rose brocade, and he wore black velvet with
diamond buttons (people used to dress better in
those days than they do now), and many whispers
of admiration went round as they entered the
room together.

Lady Ellie looked very lovely in white, with a
wreath of myrtle from her own garden in her
hair. The brother and sister were just going up
to speak to her, when Constance suddenly felt
her brother’s arm tremble. She looked at him;
he was very pale.

‘What is the matter?’ said she. ‘Are you ill?’

‘Oh no,’ he said; but his lip quivered as he
spoke, and he added hastily, ‘ The fact is, I did
not sleep very well last night.’

His eyes were fixed on Lady Ellie, who was at
that moment welcoming a very handsome stranger ;
and Sir Dugald saw with horror that he had ona
green velvet coat embroidered with silver, exactly
the same as he had seen in his dream.

In another moment the countess was present-
ing him to Constance as ‘Sir James le Marchant,
my nephew—and a very dear nephew he is,’

Constance, who knew nothing of what was
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passing in her brother’s mind, gave him a pleasant
greeting ; but it was all Sir Dugald could do to
force a smile when Sir James spoke to him. He
hardly danced at all during the evening ; only once
with Lady Ellie, and then he said he had a head-
ache, and hardly spoke.

‘What zs the matter with your brother ?’ said
she to Constance. ‘He does not seem like him-
self to-night. And Constance said she did not
know, she supposed he must have had some
worrying business or other.

‘ How caz you dance with that fellow ?’ said Sir
Dugald, in his turn, to his sister. ‘You and Lady
Ellie between you will turn his head. He seems
to me eaten up with conceit.’

‘Really, Dugald, I don’t see why you should
say that. Perhaps you will like him better to-
morrow.’

‘To-morrow! Why, you don’t say he is stay-
-ing on to-morrow!’ said Sir Dugald. ‘Then 7
shall go,’

However, he did not go; but he sulked, and
even Lady Ellie could hardly win a smile from
him. To make matters worse, Sir James had a
beautiful voice, and the young ladies used to make

him come and sing with them; while poor Sir
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Dugald could not have hummed ‘Scots wha hae’
to save his life ; and you can fancy how gloomy he
was, sitting by the fire pretending to stroke the
dogs’ ears, while those three were singing song
after song and never seemed to care how fast the
morning went.

One of the dogs belonged to Sir James, and as
soon as Sir Dugald found that out, though he had
rather admired it before, it seemed to him the
ugliest brute he had ever seen, and I am afraid he
said so in its master’s hearing.

‘Come, come, Sir Dugald, said Lady Ellie,
laughing, ‘we can’t allow that—it’s love me, love

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my dog, you know;’ and she stroked its smooth
head, and it came and lay down beside her and
nestled against her skirt. |

‘You all use me worse than a dog!’ said Sir
Dugald, angrily rushing out of the room, and
almost treading on Sir James’s feet as he did so.

Constance went out to try to find him, but
he had hidden himself, and never appeared till
supper time. It was a long, dreary evening, for
when one person in a house is thoroughly out
of temper it is difficult for any one else to feel
comfortable, and every one was glad when bedtime
at last arrived.
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Sir Duald had only just sunk into his first
sleep when he began to dream that a great golden
sunrise was streaming into his room. The light
woke him at last, and he was shocked to see his
curtains in a blaze. There was a great knocking
at his door. He sprang hastily up and unlocked
it. Sir James was standing there.

‘Make haste, make haste, man!’ he said, ‘ your
room is on fire ; you must come at once, you have
not one moment to lose. I have been battering
at your door these five minutes. I thought I should
never make you hear.’

Half awake as he was, Sir Dugald rushed
down in his nightgown and slippers. Sir James
would not allow him to wait for an instant, and
the only things he saved were his purse and the
magic mirror. The rafters under the bed were
already blazing; a suffocating smoke came up
the winding stair; the steps themselves felt like
an oven.

‘But my _ sister—the ladies!’ exclaimed Sir
Dugald.

‘All right; their wing is safe at present, if we
can only keep the fire to this turret. Some of the
servants have been sitting up late; the fire seems

to have begun in that part of the house.’
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When they got down, there was a scene of wild
confusion. Every one was running about with
buckets and wet blankets and ladders, and doing
all they could to prevent the fire from spreading.
At last, happily, it was quenched, and no damage
was done to the main wing of the house; but Sir
Dugald’s room and one or two others near it were
utterly ruined. A bed was hastily made for him
elsewhere, and about three in the morning he lay
down, and felt'so tired that he dropped into a
sound sleep.

When he awoke he beheld Sir James standing
by his bedside with one arm ina sling. ‘I have
come to see how you are this morning,’ said he.
‘I am glad you slept well. I am afraid you had a
terrible scare.’

Sir Dugald put out his hand to Sir James with
a grateful smile on his face, and then asked why.
his right arm was bound up.

‘Only a strain,’ he said, ‘trying to force your
door open last night. The stones under me were
getting so hot, I am afraid I grew rather impatient.
I shouted as loud as I could, but I couldn’t make
you hear,’ he added, laughing.

‘Oh, how little I deserved it!’ said Sir Dugald.
How ever can I excuse myself for the way I have
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treated you! I was jealous, I was surly; I
wonder you ever came near me-—and now you have
saved my life! But I see now how much more
worthy you are of Lady Ellie than ever I can be.
I am going home to-morrow—I do not feel fit to be
either with you or with her. You will make her
a much better husband than ever I could do.’

‘But you are quite mistaken—we have all been
mistaken, said Sir James, with an amused and
kindly smile. ‘There is only one woman in the
world for me, and that is your sister Constance.
I think-——1 hope—she is not quite indifferent to me.’
His eyes sparkled as he spoke. ‘ But she has told
me that I must ask your consent before things go
any further. You will not withhold it? you will
let bygones be bygones ?’

‘Constance!’ said Sir Dugald—and he took
Sir James by the left hand this time, and grasped
it warmly. ‘What have I been dreaming of?’
he exclaimed. ‘But I believe J am only half
awake now. And I am afraid, he added, looking
vaguely around him, ‘my clothes are all burnt.’

‘I told my valet to bring this portmanteau,
said Sir James, ‘if you will accept a loan from me.’
The portmanteau contained everything necessary
for a gentleman’s toilet, including the identical
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green coat with silver embroidery which has
already been mentioned.

‘T am afraid it is rather showy, said Sir James,
‘but it is quite new—only worn once—I shall feel
honoured if you will accept it. And seeing Sir
Dugald still gazing, first at him and then at the
coat, in some bewilderment and hesitation, he
added slyly, ‘ It might do for you to be married in!’

Needless to say, Sir Dugald was not long in
having an explanation with Lady Ellie, who had
been made very unhappy on his account, and
who had all along cared for him ; though he had, as
she told him afterwards, nearly lost his chance by
the ill-temper he had shown during the last two
days. However, when he told her the story of the
magic mirror she forgave him, and said ‘she was
sure it must have been very hard for him, but
she thought it was a great pity he had ever had
anything to do with such things;’ and his sister
Constance added that if he had consulted fer, it
would never have happened.

In due time the pair were married in Strathfillan
Castle Chapel. He wore the green coat, and Lady
Ellie’s face was as bright and beautiful as he had
seen in the mirror. Shortly afterwards they all
went to Sir Dugald’s home, for the marriage of
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Lady Constance with Sir James, whose arm was
by this time quite recovered.

The year soon went by, and once more Sir
Dugald found himself at midnight waiting the
arrival of the fairy. As the last stroke of twelve
sounded, she appeared to him floating in upon the
moonbeams witha triumphant smile upon her face.

‘ Take back your gift, fairy,’ he said ; ‘you were
right and J was wrong. From henceforth I will
ask no other gift but the power of thinking as
well and as kindly of others as I possibly can.’

‘You are right,’ said the fairy. ‘From to-night
this mirror shall lose its magic power. Hence-
forth may it reflect only happy and contented
faces !?

She glided away in the moonlight, but left the
mirror behind her. It used to lie on Lady Ellie’s
dressing-table, and her children often played with
it. And this is how we have all heard the story ;
but, so far as I know, its power of foretelling the

future is gone.
THE CHANGELING

THERE were once a labourer and his wife who had
a large family of children—so large that their
neighbours rather pitied them. However, when
the baby died they were just as unhappy at losing
it as if it had been their only one, and the poor
mother especially fretted terribly after it, and
grew quite thin and ill herself, so that her husband
became very anxious about her. He wanted to
take the baby’s cradle up to the apple loft where
she would not see it, but she insisted on its stand-
ing beside her bed, just as it used to do, and
sometimes she would get up at night and look
into it, and sigh as if to break her heart.

The long summer days were .coming, and
the husband had to get up soon after three in
the morning to go to his haymaking. He was
generally awakened by the starlings, whom he
used to hear chattering in the gable.over his head.
But one day he was roused by what sounded like
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acry. He looked up, and there in the grey light
was his wife sitting on the edge of her bed, and
bending over the cradle.

‘William, William ! look here !’ she exclaimed.
And as she spoke she lifted a little crying baby
from the cradle. It was about five months old,
just the age of their own; but theirs had been a
boy, and this was a girl, theirs had been fair-haired,
and this was very dark, with little dark brown curls
and wonderful brown eyes. How could it have
got there? ‘Some gipsy must have put it there
while we were asleep,’ said the husband. He went
and tried the door, but it was locked, and the key
under his pillow, and no one could have got in
through the little cottage windows.

‘It must be a changeling!’ said the wife very
solemnly. Changelings, as you know, are fairy
babies, and very odd and tiresome they are some-
times,

‘If it is a changeling, we had better have
nothing to do with it,’ said the husband, at which
his wife’s eyes filled with tears.

‘It is such a little, little darling, she said, and
she held the baby towards her husband, and it put
out one of its little brown hands and clutched his

whiskers. Somehow, after that he gave in.
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‘I suppose we’ve got to have it, he grumbled
to himself, ‘though where we shall find bread and
cheese for it I don’t know.’

‘Bread and cheese!’ said his wife very scorn-
fully, and she went to the chest and took out the
other baby’s little shirts and began trying them on.

‘She looks better already, he thought to him-
self, but all he said was, ‘When you’ve quite done
dressing that there live doll of yours, missis,
perhaps you'll light the fire and make mea cup
of tea before I go off.’

‘Oh dear, I'd quite forgotten all about you and
your breakfast, said she, and she went downstairs,
saying as she left the bedroom, ‘ Will, you won’t
mind looking after zt’ (she meant the baby) ‘ while
you're lacing your boots, will you?’

‘Breakfast, breakfast !’ he roared out after her.
He heard her through the floor, clattering about
and singing just as she used to do when the other
baby was alive, and as she had quite left off doing
since its death.

Well, to make a long story short, the baby
grew up a very pretty funny girl indeed, and was
a great pet with the other children. They called
her Cornelia, but she was generally ‘Cora’ for
short. ‘There was not a single child in the village
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like her, she was so lightly made, so graceful, so
full of fun, so sharp at noticing things. Her hair
was all wavy and curly, and gave out sparks and
crackled if you rubbed it or brushed it. Every
one’s hair does this, as you know, in frosty weather,
but Cornelia’s did it all the year round, and the
old women used to: shake their heads when they
saw it, and be sure there was something not quite
right about her. But she was so very clever about
finding their spectacles when they lost them, and
running errands for them, that they could not help
liking her.

‘If I send Hetty up to fetch a thing, she
generally dawdles about for ten minutes and then
comes down and says she can’t find it, or has for-
gotten what I told her, said her mother. ‘Now
Cora—why, she seems to know what I want before
‘ the words are out of my mouth, and she is upstairs
and down again almost before I could have counted
ten.’

It was lucky for Cora that village children did
not have to do many lessons in those days, for she
never could learn to spell or to do sums. You
would have thought indeed that she could read,
for she used to repeat so cleverly after the other
children, that it was not very easy to find her out
254 THE CHANGELING

in a mistake; but when she tried, for instance, to
say her tables, it would be something like this:

Twice one are three,

You can’t catch me ;

Twice three are five,

As sure as I’m alive ;

Twice four are six,

The kitten’s playing tricks,
and so on; and she would laugh so in the master’s
face and go down on her knees and beg his pardon
so funnily and prettily, that it was all he could do
not to laugh too.

And if you tried to make her learn ‘A was an
archer, which we all found so amusing and useful
when we were little, she would say, ‘A was a bow-
man, which of course did not help her at all. But _
she learnt every tune and every song almost the
first time she heard it, and it was a perfect treat to
see her dance. Her feet seemed hardly to touch:
the ground.

But the most curious thing about her was that
as she grew older she was able to tell her father
(as she called him) about all sorts of things that
were going to happen. ‘Daddy,’ she would say,
putting her sly little face up to him over her basin
of bread and milk ; ‘daddy, you must make them
hurry up with the hay to-day, for there will be a
THE CHANGELING 258

big thunderstorm to-morrow.’ Or, ‘Daddy, the
bees are going to swarm on Thursday, so you
mustn’t go to Willowbrook Fair.’

‘You little puss,’ he would say, ‘how do you
know anything about it ?’

‘Oh!’ she answered, blushing very much, ‘the
starlings told me.’

At first her father only laughed at her; but
when he found that she was generally right about
these things, he got to depend a good deal upon
her, and often asked her advice.

As she grew older, however, she became very shy
of saying anything, and when strangers came to
see her, as they used to do sometimes, she very often
ran away and hid herself.

Nevertheless, people in the village, whenever
they meant to have a feast or a merry-making,
generally contrived to find out what she thought
about the weather ; and once she told her mother
not to let the others go to school because they
would catch the measles, and it turned out to be
quite true, for half the school had it, but those
children escaped.

Nothing, however, is without its drawbacks,
and the drawback of being cleverer than other

people is, that they always expect one to know
256 THE CHANGELING

everything, which of course is quite unreasonable.
When Cora was about fifteen, she got into sad
trouble, as you shall hear.

Her mother had a beautiful brood of young
ducklings which had been brought up under a hen,
and were now just beginning to be fledged. One
day just after breakfast she came crying into
the house, to say that all the ducklings had
been stolen. The coop was knocked over, the
poor old hen was clucking in despair for the
young ones, and all, every single one of the
ducklings had vanished. It could not have been
a fox, for there were no feathers about, and there
were a man’s footmarks plain to be seen. But
who could have done it?

The father was in a towering passion; the
ducklings were the pride of his wife’s heart, and
he was threatening all sorts of things against the
thief, when Cora came downstairs.

‘What is the matter?’ asked she.

‘TI believe Cora knows all about it, said Hetty,
who was a little jealous of her. ‘You know, Cora,
don’t you, who stole the ducklings,’

‘Indeed I don’t,’ said poor Cora, getting very
red.

‘What, haven’t the starlings told you?’ said
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her father, who was still very angry. ‘What zs the
use of your pretending to be so wise, if you can’t
tell us this?’

Cora hung down her head, and said nothing.

‘I believe, said Hetty maliciously, in a low voice,
‘it is Reginald Weaver. Reginald, like most of
the other lads in the village, had a great admiration
for Cora, and Hetty was, as has been said, a little
jealous.

‘It is zot Reginald Weaver, said Cora furiously,
her eyes blazing like flashes of lightning.

‘Then you do know something about it? Come,
Cora, be honest. We won't be angry with you, if
you will only tell the truth.’ °

‘I see you won’t believe me, cried Cora, trem-
bling with excitement, ‘and if you think I care
anything about Reginald Weaver, you're quite
wrong.’

‘You ought to be ashamed of yourself, said her
mother.

Cora would hear no more, and was beginning
to run out of the room, when the father seized her
by the wrist, locked her into the back kitchen, and
told her he should leave her there for an hour, and
hoped by that time she would have come to her

senses.
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George, however, the eldest boy, could not bear
to see her treated in this way. He tapped at the
window of the back kitchen, but no one answered.
‘Cora,’ he said, ‘don’t be disheartened. I am sure I
can find out who did it, and I will come back and
set you free. He thought he heard her sobbing,
but she made no reply.

He went to the place where the thief had been,
and made an exact copy of the footmarks on the
soft damp mould. They were those of a man or a
nearly full-grown lad, and the right shoe had lost
several of its nails, while the left one had a patch
under the great toe. ‘This is something to go by,’
he said to himself, ‘and so is this, he said as he
noticed a little bit of blue cloth which had caught
on the wires of the fowlhouse. -Having put it care-

. fully into his waistcoat pocket, he went whistling
down the village street, as if nothing was the matter.
Everything looked much as-usual. There was the
butcher with his meat, the tailor with his shears.

‘Ah, by the way, I will try here, George said
to himself, as he passed Mr. Pinch the cobbler’s:
stall. ‘Good day, Mr. Pinch.’

‘Good day to you, hope I see you well. Got.a
job for me?’ said Pinch, looking at him over his

spectacles.




MR, PINCH, THE COBBLER.
THE CHANGELING 259

‘I want you to let me have a look at the shoe
you are mending now. Do let me see it.’

‘ This rotten old thing of Tim Hoggins’s!’ said
Pinch ; ‘why, ’tis hardly worth the mending,’

‘It does seem in a bad way,’ said George, and
as he spoke he compared it with one of his paper
patterns which fitted it exactly, and the nails were
gone just in the same places.

‘Tim Hoggins, did you say? I did not know
he was home again.’

‘All J can say is, said Mr. Pinch, ‘it isn’t half
an hour since he left that thereshoehere. He said
he was in a great hurry for it, and I promised to
get it done to-night.

‘And where's the fellow to it?’ said George.

‘Oh, I finished patching that on Saturday, and
he took it away with him. I put a great patch on
the sole.’

‘Under the great toe?’ said George.

Old Pinch looked at him sharply over his
spectacles.

‘Why, whatever mischief be you lads up to
now?’ said he. ‘Well, it was under the great toe,
if you come to that. And I only hope I shall see
the colour of Tim’s money rather sooner than I did



last time. If you be a friend of his
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‘No, notat all! Not in the least,’ said George.
‘I will come round some other day when you are
not so busy, and order my shoes. And bidding
Mr. Pinch good morning, he went straight to Tim
Hoggins’s tumbledown pigsty of a house. Tim was
lounging about with bare feet, smoking a dirty pipe.

‘You left a little bit of your blue jacket on our
fence this morning, said George very politely,
holding up the little scrap he had found to a place
which it exactly matched in Tim’s ragged sleeve.

Tim was so surprised he could hardly believe
his eyes.

And George, as he spoke, seized him by the
collar and threatened him with a black eye, unless
he gave up the ducklings at once.

After a good deal of kicking, struggling, and
protestation on Tim’s part, he promised to give
them up if George would let him go and say
no more about it. Luckily, at this moment
Reginald Weaver happened to be passing by.
George shouted for him, and between them they
tied Tim fast to a tree while George ran home to
tell his father, and they soon took the unlucky
ducklings home again. They then let Tim go with
much less of a beating than he deserved, and a

handsome lecture.
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As soon as they got home, George ran to the
back kitchen. ‘Cora, Cora, said he. But no
answer came. The door was then unlocked, but no
Cora was there. Had she run away? Had she
flown up the chimney? There was not a sign or a
trace to guide them. They asked the neighbours,
but they had seen nothing of her. The only thing
they were able to discover was that the woman who
lived next door to them had heard a peculiar low
clear voice of some one she did not know. It called
three times—‘ Cora, come away ! Cora, come away!
Cora, come away!’ and she thought she heard Cora
calling back again; but she was busy with her own
work, and took no particular notice.

‘Well, she came we don’t know how, and she’s
gone we don’t know how. I always said she was
a changeling,’ the father said to his wife, who was
crying too much to speak. George said nothing,
but he could not eat his dinner, and behaved very
strangely all that evening. The next day went by
and the next, but nothing could be heard of her.

Weeks went by, and still no news of Cora.
People began to forget her, all but George. He
never forgot. Meanwhile his father and mother
noticed how ill he looked, and one day they asked

him what was the matter. He told them, with
262 THE CHANGELING

great sobs, that he loved Cora better than any
woman in the world, and had always wanted to
make her his wife. Then they talked it over to-
gether, and settled that the only way would be to
try and find another wife for George. There was
Lucy, and Rose, and half a dozen other pretty girls,
every one of them much more useful and sensible
than poor Cora, and some rich as well.

But George could not take to any one of them.
It was very strange, but whenever he tried, and he
did try, to please his father, something was sure to
happen to make him think of Cora. Sometimes
he dreamt of her, sometimes he saw a flower or a
bird, or heard a song that reminded him of her.
Once or twice he could have sworn that he saw her
herself, peeping at him through the trees of a thick
wood, sitting onastone on the roadside, or bending
over the river. But he never could come up with
her, never could get close to her, never could make
her hear if he called her.

But even a stranger thing than that happened.
One autumn day when George was reaping he fell
asleep in the harvest-field, and did not wake till
sunset. He had been dreaming of Cora, and
betwixt sleeping and waking he heard a voice—

her voice—singing—
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They bid me drink the fairy wine,
They bid me join the fairy round ;
I hear their laughter, light and fine,
I hear their footsteps’ echoing sound,
But still I sit and pine apart
For one deep loving human heart !

They work for me their feats of skill,
Their spells, their charms before me ply,

With many a semblance cheat me still,
And all their dazzling witchery ;

But ’mid this world of wonders strange

I long for love that knows no change.

They charm me in a thousand ways,
And now caress me, now they chide ;
They give me flattery, give me praise,
To rouse my shame or wake my pride ;
But where’s the honest, truthful tone ?
Ah me, I am alone, alone !

They weave for me a fairy crown ;
Alas ! ’tis glamour all and show ;
Far happier in a russet gown
I'd toil on homely earth below !
Alack ! I can but love and wait
Till patience brings a happier fate.

George listened as if spell-bound. Then he
sprang up, and looked everywhere behind’ the
shocks of corn to see if Cora was hidden there.
He called, he hunted, butallin vain. He wandered
about the harvest-field till nightfall, but there was
no sign, no voice, and he went home sadder at heart

than ever.
264 THE CHANGELING

So things went on till the winter. It wasa
very cold winter, with frost and snow, which lay on
the ground for weeks together. The poor birds
were all starved out, and for love of Cora, who used
to feed them, George never let a meal pass without
throwing them some crumbs. One day he noticed
a poor starling with a broken leg. He caught it
and tamed it, and fed it, and tied up its leg ina
little splint so cleverly that it soon got well again.
He began teaching the starling to talk. It wasa
very clever bird, and really did make some sounds
that were like talking.

At last he said to it one day,‘O Sam’ (that
was the name he gave it), ‘I wish you could really
talk and tell me where Cora is gone—Cora, whom
I love more than all the world put together,’

Then, to his great surprise, the starling spoke
out quite plain and said, ‘Cora has gone away to
fairyland. She could not stay here where she was
treated so unkindly, and she cannot come back for
seven years ; but if you will be faithful to her for
seven years, perhaps there will be a chance for you
to win her after that.’

‘Seven years !’ said George ; ‘seventeen years—
seventy years I would wait if I could only see Cora

again and call her my own. Go on, Sam, and tell
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me something else” But Sam shut up his beak,
put his head on one side, and refused to say any-
thing more.

Next day he flew away altogether, and as the
splint had been taken off his leg, George was never
able to know him again from any of the other
starlings.

After that, George told his father he thought he
should like to go and bea soldier, for he never
could settle down quietly at home. His mother
cried a good deal at parting from him, and I think
there were one or two girls in the village who were
rather sorry too ; but his father consented, and away
he went. He fought in a great many battles, and
had many adventures which there is no time to tell
you about now ; but though he was often wounded,
he never lost either an eye, or an arm, or a leg, which,
you know, is saying a great deal for a soldier.

At the end of seven years there was a very
great battle in which he fought very bravely,
received several wounds, and had his leg broken by
a fall from a bridge which he was defending. When
night came on, he was left on the battlefield among
the killed and wounded, for it was pouring with
rain and very dark. As he lay there, quite unable
to move, he thought more than ever of Cora, and

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how sad it was that he should die just before the
seven years were expired, and never see her again.
As these melancholy thoughts were passing through
his mind, the moon broke out from among the
clouds, and he saw a light female figure stepping
delicately among the bodies of men and horses with
which the ground was covered.

‘Cora! Cora!’ he said, putting out his hand.
She turned her beautiful face full upon him, and
came close up to him.

‘Here I am,’ said she ; ‘I could not stay away
any longer. O George, how long the time has
been !’

She brought him water to drink, she bound up
his wounds as skilfully as any surgeon could have
done, she helped him to crawl away to a hut not
far distant, where some of the country people re-
ceived them kindly, and where he lay till he
recovered. All the while he was ill she never left :
him, but nursed and tended him as his own mother
might have done. And when he was quite well
again, and the war was over, they were married and
went home and lived very happily ever afterwards.

I cannot tell you how delighted every one was
to welcome them back again. No one ever teased
Cora any more. She had learnt patience in those
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long seven years, and George had grown from a
boy into a man. He was so sensible and she
was so clever, and both were so. kind in helping
others, that they were the happiest couple under
the sun. Each gained. something from the other,
and neither seemed complete without the other.
Hetty married Reginald Weaver, and left off
being jealous, so now they were very tolerably
happy too. As to the starlings, there were more
than ever of them about the village. They seem
very contented and satisfied in their own way,

and still tell Cora a ‘good many curious things.

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