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THE PAINTING SEASON, Good results in painting at the least cost depend largely upon. the material chosen. Paint is a simple compound and the ingredients can be easily test- ed. The solid part or pigment should be White. Lead. The liquid part should be Linseed Oil. Those, best in- formed on painting always buy these ingredients separately and have their painter mix them fresh for each job. Before the mixing the test is made. Place a pea-sized bit of White Lead on a piece of charcoal or piece of wood. Blow the flame against it and see what it will do. If it is pure White Lead, little drops of bright, pure metallic lead will appear, and with pa- tience the White Lead can be com- pletely réduced to one globule of metal- lic lead. This is because pure White Lead is made from metallic lead. You may test dozens of other so- called White Leads and not be able to reduce one of them to lead. If they will not change wholly to lead but leave a residue, it is clear that some adulterant is present. If you should have your painting done with such materials, no matter how cheap they might seem, it would be costly in the end. National Lead Company, Wood- bridge Building, New York City, are sending on request a blowpipe free to any one about to have painting done, so that the White Lead may be test- ed. With it will be sent a handsomely printed booklet having as its frontis- piece the “Dutch Boy Painter,” re- produced from the original painting. This little painter has become noted the guaranty of pure White Lead. Amazing Adventures CHAPTER XVI.—(Continued.) “He said you had gone to Leeds, and I found you by making inquiries from the cabmen at the station. Who else is in the house? Shall I be safe here?” “This cottage belongs to Judith Bal- lara, and Mary Brent and myself are the only two here at present, but Joe Brawn and Godfrey West may be here at any minute.” “In that case get me the money at once, Kate, so that I may prepare to escape. Ah! you were always a good little girl to me, and I often think it would have been better if I had mar- ried you years ago.” “Ah! do not speak of that.” “Why not, Kate? I am really not such a bad fellow but that I might be worse, and I know that you still have a little affection smouldering for me. Who knows? Perhaps when I have got out of my present difficulties and succeeded to my inheritance, I may be able to fan your love into a flame again, and you may yet be Lady Lore- muir.” “If you wish to count upon my help now, you must be silent upon that subject. Stay here now, and I will bring you the money.” As Kate Dauncey left the room Winton looked after her with an amused smile upon his cynical face, and a soft chuckle escaped him. “Still the same silly, sentimental woman. I can play upon her feelings as easily as Orpheus played the lute, and as I owe you a lot, Kate Dauncey, you shall dance, and dance to every tune I call. These two women are at | my mercy, and as it is through them that I am now being hunted from pillar to post they shall spend such a Festinoniae went free, Price 78 cents per |night of terror that they shall remem- a ber me to the end of their days.” stay File for constipation. Consoling himself with this comfort- ing reflection, he made himself com- so |fortable in front of the fire to await Miss Dauncey’s return. A few min- utes elapsed, and then he was dis- turbed from his complacency by a violent ringing at the bell. In another instant Kate Dauncey hurried into the room. “Hide—and quickly! It is Mr. Dod- son and Mr. Griffin. Quick! behind these curtains. Mary Brent is letting them in.” She pushed him behind the folds of Hannibal’s Headliners. 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Prudence. the heavy curtains and hastily drew a There’s many a true word spoken {n|couch across the window. She had jest— hardly done so when Mary Brent en- For the speaker sees only too clear | tered, followed by Dodson and Griffin., He mustn’t dare say it au serieux lest He get a good rap on the ear. “Miss Dauncey! Mr. Dodson and Mr. Griffin have called.” “J am sorry to intrude upon you so late in the evening, Miss Dauncey, but Miss Brent’s father has had a paralyt- ic stroke, and cannot live for more than a few hours. As he is constantly calling for his daughter, I want Miss Brent to come with me to London at once.” “I regret to hear your news, Mr. Dodson. Of course, Mary must go at once. I had hoped to go to London with her, but, under the circum- stances, I must follow as soon as I can.” “As the train leaves in half an hour, I shall be glad if Miss Brent will get ready at once.” “I will come,” answered Mary; “but “] will tell Godfrey as soon as he comes, and he will follow you immedi- ately.” With a grateful look at Miss Daun- cey, Mary went to make her prepara- tions. “] suppose this will make a great difference in Miss Brent's future?” said Kate. “Aa very considerable difference. In the event of her father’s death she will inherit something like half a mill- ; jon of money and all the unentailed | estates, which are considerable, be- sides a collection of jewels unequalled in their rarity. There is one gem, however, still missing.” “And that is the ‘Empire's Dream,”” put in Griffin. “And now, Kate Pilrig, I want to have a féw words with you.” The woman gave a momentary start as she heard the old ‘familiar name, put almost immediately recovered her composure. . “Tt is now known to us that the man with whom you were associated years ago as Jasper Garlick is none other than Montagu Winton, the future Lord Loremuir. Can you tell us anything of his whereabouts?” “Can I? Have I not suffered enough through Jasper Garlick in the past that you should associate his name with mine now?”. “I do not wish to cause you any pain by being reminiscent, but it is known that you have been in com- munication with him for some time past, and more especially since the robbery of the ‘Empire’s Dream. I merely wish to warn you that, in con- nection with this affair, a warrant has been issued for his arrest, and unless you wish to be implicated with him you will resolutely keep yourself clear of his company. We know that he is in Leeds at the present moment, and I may tell you that his arrest is im- minent. It is a marvel to me that a men with such prospects could so jeopardize his position. When I left ‘London Lord Loremuir was,so danger- ous!y ill that it is a matter of specula- important to Mothers. Examine carefully every bottle of CASTORIA a safe and sure remedy for infants and children, and see that it Bears the Signature of led BLS In Use For Over 30 Years. The Kind You Have Always Bought, One Fellow’s Sacrifice. Crabshaw—Every spring he takes whisky and quinine. Crawford—Doesn’t Lent make any difference to him? Crabshaw—Oh, yes. up the quinine. He then gives DIP, WASH AND DISINFECTANT The Best and Cheapest, vu. 8. nneapolis, Minn. Well! 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Genuine Must Bear Fac-Simile Signature REFUSE SUBSTITUTES. The Empire’s Dream Who Stole a World-Famous Dia- mond of Fabulous Wealth. ‘ ofa Gang of Thieves tion as to whether Winton now bears the title or not.” “In any case I am exceedingly sorry for his wife,” said Mr. Dodson. “His wife!” echoed Miss Dauncey. “Yes; we understand that he mar- ried Judith Ballara at Hampstead on the 16th of April, and that her father, who is none other than Joe Brawn, of Ballarat, interfered when it was too late. There was a terrible scene in the chapel, and Winton in his at- tempt to escape threw his wife to the ground and she has not recovered con- sciousness yet. For his sake I can only hope that the police may arrest him before he is found by Joe Brawn.” Further conversation was precluded by the entrance of Mary Brent. “How was my father when you left him?” “His lordship sensible.” “His lordship! “I mean your muir.” “Lord Loremuir! Then I——” “You are the Honorable Lady Mary Loremuir.” was very weak, but Who do you mean?” father—Lord Lore- CHAPTER XVII. When Mary Brent, overwhelmed by the extraordinary news she had just heard, had taken her departure with Griffin and Mr. Dodson, Miss Dauncey returned to the drawing room, where she found Winton standing on the hearth-rug calmly lighting a cigarette. “You heard?” she asked. “Yes, I heard.” “And you married her?” “T tell you it was no marriage at all, it was a trick, and if this woman presumes to assume my name she will find herself in trouble ‘with the law courts.” “1 don’t think I would say much about courts of law, if I were you, in the face of your present danger.” “They have not caught me yet, and even if they do they will have some difficulty in proving that I had any- thing to do with the robbery of the ‘Empire’s Dream.’” “But you forget that Jasper Garlick is wanted in connection with other things.” “Pooh! That is so long ago that I am not afraid, and it is just pessible that I ‘have my title by this time, and a peer has many privileges. It is enough to make one swear at fortune to think that Mary Brent is my cousin, and how near she was to becoming my wife. Instead of inheriting the title and the beggarly entailed estates, I would have handled a fortune.” “T thank ‘heaven that she has escap- ed that; but what are you going to do? You cannot stay here. In the face of what Griffin said I have no doubt that this house is watched, as he suspects that I am in communica- tion with you.” Winton was silent for a few min- utes, ‘and a troubled look overspread his face. “You have promised to take my message to Hammond and Twist?” “Yes; and I will keep my promise.” “Then give me the money and I will go; I have no wish to fall into the hands of the police just yet.” “And you had better go quickly, as I expect Mr, Brawn here any minute, and I would not give much for your chances if he once laid his hands upon you. How you are going to escape I do not know.” “Oh, 1 shall manage all right if Twist comes to me at Nottingham. When he has supplied me with funds I shall make my way out of the coun- try and stay abroad until this trouble has blown over.” “Why not put an end to the trouble by restoring the diamond?” “T have. already told you that I can- not do it, and, besides, things have gone too far. No, I must earry it through now, and get away from Eng- land as soon as possible; and under- stand that I am looking to you to help me and not play me any tricks.” “T have promised to do my best, and I cannot do more, thankless task though it is.” “You and Judith Ballara made a fool of me at Hampstead, and if I thought you contemplated betraying me I would kill you where you stand.” “I have no doubt you would be quite capable of that, but your threat has no terrors for me. Had I wished to betray you I could have done so when Griffin was here.” “That is ali right, Kate. I know I can rely upon you, but a man in my position is suspicious of everybody.” “You have no need to suspect me, for, although I have all the bitter- ness of my life to thank you for, I have no wish for you to suffer the tortures of a prison. The agonizing horror of such a punishment is too awful for me to contemplate, even for you.’ Here is the money; it is nearly all I have, but, even if Twist does not meet you, I think it will be enough to take you out of the country. I will thank you now if you will go.” “My dear Kate——” “{ do not want your thanks. Please leave me; and may I never see your face again.” “Ts that your good-by?” “It is. Got!” *. * * * s Oh, it is amoosin’!” you,” you hadn’t to show our noses outside the door.” “Ho! Hi likes that! amoose me! Griffin, sayin’ as ’ow Winton was in Leeds an’ arskin’ ‘im ’ood ’e kindly meet us there? Eh? Arnser me that, Mr. Perey Twist.” ~ “How did I know the diamond was not in the case?” “No more did Bill Jack; so don’t yer put yer hepithets on Nosey, cos ’e’s a good-tempered felly, but ’e’s not goin’ ter stan’ no chin music from you, nor me nabs Winton neither; so take that outen yer baccy pouch an’ ram it down ther bowl.o’ yer best col- orin’ clay ’ith yer little finger. See?” “Well, there is no use in us quarrel- ing. What we have got to consider is, where is Winton now, and how are we going to get hold of him?” “*Pears ter me as ’ow I’m in some way rersponsible fer not ‘avin’ made sure as I’d shaken ther diamont outen Winston’s skin,-so I takes ther risk an’ goes out by me lonesome. Gimme a reasonable time, an’ ef I ain’t back you ’ook it an’ think o’ poor Nosey a- coolin’ ’is ’eels in ther cold jug.” “You know the place?” “I could find me way there wiv a patch over each peeper an’ a dorg wiv a tin can in ‘is mouf a-leadin’ me.” Half an hour later Nosey Hammond sallied out upon his quest. He was not, perhaps, quite the usual rollick- ing, debonair Nosey, with the broad smile and the good-natured twinkle in his beady eyes, but rather a shifty, furtive individual with very watchful eyes that kept a good lookout ahead and all around him. “Fancy us, as thinks we’re wide awake ‘uns, a-runnin’ our ’eads inter a noose like this! Rats in a trap ain’t nothin’ to it. Ho, it is amoosin’! Fetched ther ’ole lot on ’em down on us by that tallygrum, It do make me larf; an’, by gum, Nosey, me_ boy, you're in luck. Blest if that Dauncey ‘ooman ain’t a-waitin’ fer ‘yer.” . Hammond slipped into the park, and after walking a few yards up the path he came up to Miss Dauncey, who was pacing the road upon the other side of the railings. Nosey gave a discreet cough, and wken Miss Dauncey looked around and recognized him he beckoned her to meet him inside the park. She en- tered by the middle gate and they met close by the bandstand. “Werry pleased ter meet yer again, miss, I’m sure; an’ may I arsk where me Lord Winton may be at this per- tickler momint?” “Mr. Winton could not come, so he asked me to come here and tell you.” “Werry kind o’ you, miss; I’m hon- ored, I’m sure; an’ may T arsk wot ’as ’appened ter me friend Monty?” “There is a warrant out for his ar- rest and he has been obliged to leave Leeds. He has gone to Nottingham.” “Nottingham. Reely, now. Well, well, it do amoose me; reminds me 0’ me boy’ood days, when I uster read *bout Maid Marion an’ bold Robbing ‘Ood. I suppose me brave Monty ’as gone ter meet Friar Tuck an’ Little John in Sherwood Fores’, eh? Ho, it do make me larf!” “What are you going te do?” “Do, marm? Why, I’m goin’ ter be a noutlor, an’ jine me noble chief un- der ther green’ood tree.” “Why do you not put an end to all this by restoring the diamond? I feel certain that if the jewel was returned no further steps would be taken.” (To Be Continued.) A NEW ONE ON HIM. “As I was walking up towm at the end of my day’s work,” said .a man who finds it highly beneficial to taks that exercise daily, “I met coming from the other direction a man who as we drew nearer sheered in toward me with an intention that seemed un- mistakable. “While I don’t believe in encourag- ing beggars, you can’t always tell, and it’s pretty cold in winter, and I'd rath- er waste a nickel than take a chance of missing somebody that needed it more than I did, and so when this man closed in on me I halted and reached in my pocket. And then he sprung on me a new one: “Tm not hunghy,” he says; ‘I don’t want you to take me to a restaurant and get me something to eat, but I am sick’—and he mentioned the ail- ment that was afflicting him, which I was glad to know was one commonly of a temporary nature—‘and I want you to go with me to a drug store and get this prescription filled for me.’ “And as he spoke he drew from his pocket a folded piece of white Lag pk and held it up to me. “Wasn't that- something new? En- tirely new? And I was so surprised | that I didnt ask to look at the pre- scription; I just said I couldn't go with him, but I would put up 5 cents | toward getting the prescription filled, and I handed over that amount to him | on the spot. I fet myself warranted in not putting up the whole amount required because his pain at that mo- ment did not seem to be very acute. “But as I walked on I considered that I had been rather niggardly; that really I ought to have given him more; that as it stood it was not he who was indebted to me for my paltry nickel, but I to him for something new.” : “Well, we seems ter ‘ave made a werry nice mess o’ things, I do think. This is ther most amoosin’ perdica- ment I was ever in in me natooral. “If you mean that you have mad¢ a precious muddle of the whole business I am quite in a mind to agree with answered Twist savagely. “If played the fool and Iet Winton get the better of you by palm- ing off an empty case, we should have been miles away by now, instead of skulking in a dirty Leeds slum, afraid -Ho, it do An’ ‘oose bit o’ clever- ness was it that sent a tallygrum ter DRIVERS HAVE REAL AFFECTION FOR MACHINES. Electric Locomotive Unable to Inspire Sentiments Such as Spring Up Between the Engineer and His Steed of Steam. ‘IT ain’t the same,” said the old engineer. “She ain’t alive.” The veteran waved his hand toward the two great machines that stood side by side in the train shed. “There's your new- fangled electric,” he continued. “I call her the shilling shocker, though she ain’t so cheap as she looks. Costs $25,000 good money. But she’s ugly, hump-backed and cold. You can’t get on terms with her—can't feel a human interest. She squats on the rails like a toad in a trance, only there’s something about the toad that tells you he can hop. Whereas, who would ever know that this black giant could pull a whole train from here to nowhere? “No, I don’t take any shine to this big lightning bug. Me for her neigh- bor here,-that has just steamed in with the limited. There’s something for your eyes—and the real thing in railroading. “Nothing cold about her! And noth- ing dead. She’s panting for the road again this minute. You can tell that by the way she stands. She’s ready for the springing away—as ready as the racehorse that prances at the post. And I want to say right now that there’s nothinglike the experience and the feelings of a man that stands at the throttle of a machine like this —a living machine, mind you—and feels her bounding away over miles of steel, through light or dark, nery- ous and eager, but always obedient to the rein. “It sets me to talking a lot, stranger, but I can’t help it. You see, I've been at the throttle a long time. I know engines. And I don’t believe any man who drives one of these electric critters is going ever to know his ma- chine in just the same way. It ain't natural. The thing can’t make him understand. Why, you can give a regular talk to this slim racer under steam, here, but what can you have to say to this other thing, and what can it answer back, of itself, when it has even to pick up its power from a third rail—an outsider? “Engines—the steam kind—begin to have whims and notions the minute they get to work. They have to be broke, like horses. I’ve seen ‘em buck like broncos, in the old times, and I’ve seen ’em refuse to make steam before they got quite ready. Then sometimes they are coltish and just cut capers by the mile. Mostly they settle down in the end, but some of ’em stay pretty mean and sulky, and only fit to draw local freights. It takes a clever engineer to do nimble yard work. “And, speaking of cleverness, did anybody tell you of the old Delaware & Hudson locomotive that jumped her- self back on the track? No? Well, she did it, all right, up the road from Binghamton. Ive forgotten her num- ber, which makes no difference, any- way, but she was an engine that the boys used to say had never done a mean thing, and she seemed to be positively ashamed of herself when she left the rails that night. “It was stormy and dark when the thing happened, and the train crew was about as glum as they could make ‘em. They thought they saw a long, hard job and perhaps a long wait for a wrecking gang. They swore a littie at the machine, but .the engineer wouldn’t stand for much of that, and, besides, there was the crooked rail in plain sight that had done the mis- chief. “Now, some folks won’t believe what followed, but I do, because, as I say, I know engines. All at once, when the boys were poking around, that old Number Whatever-it-was just gave a hump and a jump, and there she was back on the irons just as neat and as smooth as you please. Say, would one of these third-rail jiggers be doing a trick like that? Well, hardly. “Yes, I'm prejudiced. I don’t deny it. But I don’t go so far as the other engineer who said once that he would sooner run over his best friend than reverse his engine. A locomotive is sure enough the most human of ma- chines, and I know how a fellow in a jumper feels when his pet goes from the rails to the scrap-heap. But a life is a life, and of course there ain't anything made in iron and brass that’s going to take the place of a man ora child. “They don’t put so much fancy work on engines now as they used to. It was the way once that an engineer or fireman dead stuck on his machine could put in all his leisure time shin- ing the brass fixings. “All sentiment,’ some fellow will say about this time. And sure it is. But sentiment helps some in the day’s work, though it probably won't stand in the way of progress. That dead one there with the hump is electric and scientific and new. Its day is coming fast, as near as I can see, and some day there won't be any of us fellows who have handled the steam throttle. Unless human nature gets some way electrified, too, there ain’t going to be much sentiment! along the road then, nor engineers’ tears for old machines that come to their doom in the scrap-pile.” CLING “TO EN ENGINES] THE GALL OF T OF THE Soll DAYS OF RIWANCIAL STRESS MAKE FARM LANDS LOOK RICH. A staff contributor of a southern newspaper has taken up the questicn of the return to the farm of many who had forsaken it for the glitter of the city. He says: “It is a well known fact that the history of this Govern- ment shows that those men who have been most successful in life and who have left their impress upon its peo- ple and its institutions as statesmen, soldiers, financiers—have as a rule been those whose youth was spent on the farm, and it is to such as these that there comes with overmastering power THE CALL OF THE SOIL. More especially does it come with re- ubled persuasiveness, greater pow- er and sweeter pleading to the man of affairs when the clouds of financial unrest begin to darken the sky; when the cry of panic causes people to lose their wits and act like stampeded cat- tle; when with reason or without reason there arises before him the specter of ruin, grinning in his face and waving its gaunt arms in threat- ening gesticulation. The pitiable state into which some men were brought by the recent finan- cial flurry, which happily is now passed, suggests these reflections. Some were ruined and a very few be- came insane because of their losses. Two or three took their own lives. It is when such times come that the statesman, the great financier, and the man of affairs becomes tired of the struggle. He lays down his pen, turns from his desk and listens to the CALL OF THE SOIL. There are hundreds of cases throughout the United States of those who have money in the banks and are looking for investment in lands. No investment is better or safer. Take, for instance, the lands in Western Can- ada that can be bought at from $10 to $15 per acre which yield a revenue equal to and often greater than their criginal cost. Those lands make a certain investment. During the past two months large investments in these lands have been made, some in- tending to use the lands for farming purposes of their own. Others to re- sell to farmer friends. The agents of the Government of Canada located at cifferent points throughout the United States have in their possession par- ticulars of districts in which there are free homestead grants of 160 acres each accessible to railways, markets, schools, churches, &c. These are val- uable lands. These agents will be pleased to give information to any de- sirous of securing, and will tell all about the railway rates, &c. 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