Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, May 15, 1913, Page 9

LT O THE WIDE AWAKE CIRCLE Boys and Girls Department Rules for Young Writ.u.n‘ . 1. Write plainly on one side the| paper only and number the pages. ¥. Use pen amd ink, not pencil 3. Skort and polntea ardcles will be given preierence. 10 not use over 250 words. 4. Originai stories or letters ouly will be used. 6. Write yqur name, age and ad- fress planly ai the battem of the ory. Address all communications to Un- cls Jed, Bulletin Office PRISHSEES SMIAE S S S (T L Re SRR, St “Whatever you are—Be that; Whatever you say—DBs true Straightlorwardly act Be honest—in fact Be nobody eise but you.” A Wonderful Man. There was a man in our town, And he was wondrous wise; He never spoke unto his wife Of his mother's cakes and pies, The secret of his wisdom— Gu it if you can; But »u can’t, behold it—, He was a bachelor man! % A Case of Envy. The Beetroot met the Celery— “Good morning,” said the sweet root; risply the Celery replied: “How are you, Mr. Beetroot?” “I'm weary, sir,” said Mr. B, “‘Of living next to posies; I'm always hearing people praise The lilies and the roses. “That lily’s white, the rose is red, I know by observation, But why don’t folks give us our turn Of ardent admiration?” ‘Surely because™ snapped Celery, ‘“They scarce see past their noses; I'm whiter than the lilies, sir— You're redder than the roses!” —The Children’s Realm. UNCLE JED'S TALK WITH WIDE- AWAKES. Uncie Jed printed a puzzle poem the other day in the Wide Awake depart- ment without saying it was a puzzle or that the first solver of it should re- ceive a pretty book for his ability, but as much he has talked about eyes and no ey not a Wide Awake saw in that little bird poem with twisted bird names a chance to make it right and to prove tkey had good eyes and an active mind. I am not going to tell vou the reason you missed it was be- vou were dull, for that would not be exactly true; but it 'was be- cause you had not acquired the habit of alertness—you were not on the watch. Tt has been truly said that a soul without watchfulness is like a city without walls, open to finraid from all its enemies. The alert habit, not only to discover or discern the ac- tion of enemies, but to see things and grasp ideas and . to recognize opportunities, "4fil -this s what makes some people superior to other veople, The alert usually have good eves and see quick- 1y and act skilfully and often wisely. S0 to The alert Wide Awake will s that helping about home is a source of ! vell as chumming and all, and the Dest ball s must have the alert habit—of seeing quickly what is going to hao- pen. TUncle Jed was mnot surprised that the Wide Awakes were not on the watch, but he will be disappointed if when he makes another trial not one of our boys and girls see it. Be on the looka and vou may win an unex- | pected rewa Letters of Acknowiedgement. Gladys Dennis, of Norwich—The ok Garden of Verses was very interesting as far ag I have read. I thank you v much. When I am through reading it I shall take good care of it Warren MoNally, of Putnam— 1 re- ceived the prize book and I thank you very much for it Edna Reibetang. of TLebanon—I - ceived my prize book today, and I thank you very much for it. 1 have reaq It and found it very interesting. Alice J. Hickey, of Willimantic—I am ashamed for not writing before and thanking you for Aunt Liza's Hero. It was very interesting. Once more 1 thank you. Mary Bromley of Stonington—I re- ceived the prize book, Across Texas, Ly Edward X 1 have read it and found it so interesting I almost for- got to thank you for it. Thanks very much. Frank Pardy of have read half of the of the Fellow, esting. 1 thank Miriam M. Grover, of Norwich—I thank you very much for my nice book. I like it very much. Norwich: 1 d find it very inte ou very much fér it. | The Prize Book Winners. 1—Louise Krause, of Taftville—Su- | sanne, by Frances J. Delano. | 2—Ros» Aiperin, of Gurleyvil | Little People of the Sycamore, Charles G. V. Rober 3—Stanley W. Vaughn, of Norwich Anderson’s Fairy Tales. 4—Jessie L. Brehaut, of FEast Nor- wich, N. Y.—The Pony Riders of New Mexico. 5_Meda Adams. of Willimantic—The Great Scoop, by Mollie Eiliot Seawall. 6—Mildred E. Grandy, of Yanti Adventures of a Brownie, by Mi Muloch. { 7—William D. Buckley, of New Lon- don—The King of the Mamozeka. Nita, The by | 8—Alice Gorman, of Versailles— | by Marshall Saunders. Book winners who live in the city {may call for prizes at the Bulletin | business office at any hour after 10 a. {m. on Thursday. | STORIES WRITTEN BY WIDE- AWAKES. | A Lion Tamer. Joe and his little cousin Fred de- | cided to have a show. The children all around were invited. Around the rabbit hutch in the gar- | Gen were placed benches, boxes and | upturned buckets and flower pots, as | seats for the spectators. The hutch w nelosed on ail sides | by wire netting, with a door at one | end, ang so made an admirable cage. | The prir 1 event of the show was {to be the “lion tam scene. Joe's big Newfoundland dog. Columbus, ;was to be the lion and Joe the tamer. Columbus was beguiled Into the hutch and the door shut. could not get out he lay quietly down in one corner and went to sleep. Joe appeared at the door, a newspaper was made into a soldier’s cap upon his head into which was feather from the duster. A reg t sarf was tied about his waist. Tadies and gentiemen,” cried Fred, vou will now see the lion tamer pro- ceed to tame the lion.” Fred gave Columbus a wake him, Columbus opened his eyes and growled at Fred, to teach him better manners. The performance was going on with great laughter, but soon ended. The children clapped their hands and shouted, better pleased than if the fight had really taken place, ETTA ROSENBERG, Age 12. Norwich. Finding he sly poke to The Boat Race. One summer 1 went to New London. We lived on the bank of the Thames | river. One day we went over the river on the ferry to Groton. up to Fort Griswold. | powder ho A few da) a boat 1 The boats were all trimmred up gs. There were lots of motor nd there was one battleship. When the man on the referee’s boat | fired a pistol they both started off, but Harvard won. ‘When I got back home I went | Boston. We went to m there to Boston. to Worcester and On the way T w a few mountains. When I got there we took the elevated 0ad and went across a bridee to 1den I saw Bunker Hill monument, but I {couldn't go up in ft because % {raining all the time were there. { Before I came home I ) | state house. but I couldn’t find it. ) WARRBN M'NALLY, Age 13. | Putnam. { L 2 T L Trip to Hartford. One day Mayor Macdonald promised SUNNY DAYS | Insects N INSECTVILLE of Value (Copyrighted.) At Insectville the big bugs are mot of most importance, for there quality is of more cohsequence than size. was a bright red spider whica at-° tracted the attention of Dorothy one June day when she was out with Aunt Jule, and she exclaimed: “What a pretty little creature! How | came it to be so red?” Dorothy might just as well have asked Aunt Jule to be yellow instead of green, for how color is controlled or selected in na- ture man hag never yet been able to learn. “That iny red spider is a Dpretty creatur observed Aunt Jule, “but as red as it is, it is not the brightest in- sect that runs.” “I never saw a brighter colored in- #ect than that,” said Dorothy.” 1 never saw _ome alive,” replied Aunt Jule, “but I know there is one that has been of great service to man for four hundred years as a source of the most brilliant color, and men have made money by dealing in it as they have in handling bees and Spanish flie: “Where do they find it?" asked Dorothy, “It was first discovered in Mexico,” replied Aunt Jule, “feeding upon the cacti of the desert, and afterwards they were grown for their color in the | Canary Islands, and they exported as many as 7,000,000 pounds a year, and it takes »70,000 cochineal insects to maks # Dound so if you will take your pencil, Dorothy, perhape you can fig- ure how many insects a year's business represents,” “Why, I make that four hundred and ninety miilion{” replied Dorothy, “l ecannot jmagine such a number. What can they do with them all?” “They are put through a erue] pro- cess to Fresrrva their color,” sald Aunt Jule, They are first sealdad to death in het water and then they are dried on heot earthenware dishes and made ready for the markst. They are used te make candy a bright red and to make pale cheeks a beantiful pink, and to maks red inks for the counting room, and (he earmine cake in the It} how the sun came | | paint box, as well as to dye many fine hole output from the Canary brings to four and a quarter million y it is not strange that any people | make a business of growing them | “A word picture of the cochineal in- Islands ear, so | sect may interest you, Dorothy. mdle‘ has two bright eves, two W wings, six delicate legs, a siender c son body, with two long hairs branch- | ing from the tapering tip, and strange- 1y—no mouth at all! 1is life, in consequence, is of the | shortest; his bodv is of no use co; | mercially, and as he stands in the pro- portion of 1 to of little importance. “No bright, free life has the mother insect, no gay transformation. no wings, no flight. She remains on the leaf forever; she loses her legs and her horms, but grows bigger until she becomes a red convex, soft, ‘mealy bug,” maybe one-half inch in circum- ference, among her powdery Auff. “These insects are grown in Snain and wherever the prickly cactus grows and before the days of the aniline dyes were a source of profit to those engaged in the business.” “Are there any more buys that are grown for market?” asked Dorothy. “Oh, yes,” replied Aunt Jule; “the Spanish flies are pretty blister-beetles with blue enameled wings, and when they are powdered they will draw a blister wherever they are applied to the skin.” “Do we have blister beetles?” asked Dorothy. “The true blister beetle is caught and prepared for market in Spain,” replied Aunt Jule, “but he has a greit many American cousins. You see the gray blister beeties on the golden rod | and the black blister beetle is the scamp who visits the blooms of :he china asters in the garden and spoils them by eating the petals, just as grasshoppers spofl the dahlias.” “I like the insects that help man hetlex than 1 do those who spoil flow- said Dorothy, Aunt Jule, after they returned home, eonfided to Dorothy that she was golng visiting and this would be the last talk about the people of Insectville for the present, UNCLE JED. ook, The Fortunes | the isianders about | of the females he is | to take me to Hartford, so Tuesdav " he with Archie his son, and myself. went en the 7 train to Hartford. When we arrived we walked to the state house and went in. [ saw the flags of the wars, an old cannon wheel, a gatling gun captured in the Span- Ish-American war, a tree that was in one of the wars, and a great many statues of noted men. Then we went into the room where the representatives assemble. Mr. Macdonald told us to go to the gallery where visitors sit. came the bills. Many did not pass. It Was very interesting. After a while | we went out. statues on the lawn and went back and stayed till the assembly was ove After dinner we went to Poll's the- up Then | | ater and witnessed the play The Man | from Home. We th went and pur- | chased some souven and took the train for home. JOHN HOGAN, Age 9. Putnam. . A Narrow Escape. An old woman was watching her clock very steadily because it Ume for her son, who had been fish | “Ten thirty. He should be home by this time. She lighted a lantérn and started out to look for him She trudged along the track as f as her weak limhfi would ca By the dim light of the la 1 e could see some black ¢ t in the e tance, and thought be h 3ut to her disap muhn‘ nt -rx.\ found a large boulder on track that the midnight express came on. She could hear the rumb engine coming in the Ax was in deep thought what to do, to go for her son or save the lives of many people. The rumbling of the train became more distinct, She ran down the track waving the lantern. The brakeman saw this stopped the train. To her s h son was on the train. She had not onl saved the life of her son, but many others. z of ihe She MEDA ADAMS, ‘Willimantic. Age 10. The Apple Tree M ers. When a little girl has lived city all her life she sometimes { when she first visits the couniry that it is a great empty place. That is w Alice Brown thought about it the day in the feels, she arrived at Aunt Hannah's angd looked over the green fields to the woods that seemed to have no end. | Aunt Hannah tolg Alice she m! go out in the orchard to play, so Al ht tree. “But there is not a single thing to play with,” she said to he: and I { don’t know what to do. I can't use | my "ball, for it will not bounce on the grass, and there is not a paving stone in sight. “How different it is in the city!” she said. Soon she saw two girls com- ing across the orchard. They told her | their names were Jennie and Lou, and that they had come over to play witih her. They lived next door to Aunt Hannah. As they sat talking, a soft breeze came wandering over the or- chard, rustled through the tree and shook two leaves right down into Jen- nie's lap. “On,” she cried, as she picked them up, “let’s play millilner. Do you know how to make hats of leaves ¥eon,” Alice, “but I h made any with these sort of leaves, but my mother i{s a miiliner in the city :xld she makes hats of artificial leaves.” Alice was appointed head milliner; Jennie was general business manager, and Lou said she would be an errand girl and gather flowers and leav Alice made a beautiful hat of daigieg and clover blossoms. never hite She was very happy while she was in the country and she soon learned to love life. SIE L. Age 18. . BREHAUT, Y. The Field Mouse. I wonder if any of the Wide-Awakes ever saw a little harvest, or fieid mouse? They are very small. A full grown one only weig! about a sixth of an ounce, so you see a wheat straw does not seem very small to them. It holds them.very securely and they are so small the farmer very often does I not see them when he goes about his farm. | The mother provides a fine home for her babies. Their little house is made in the shape of a ball and hung on a straw, or grass stem. It is made fine’ grass and does mnot ook a: had any door. But the mother where the door 1s and slips in and out to get food for her children She feeds them with grass and in- sects and is calleq a good little pro- vider. MILDRED E. Yantic, Conn. GRANDY, Age 7. On the Way to Grandma's. sings softly as she wa right ro e feels, with her asol outspread, and h kitten at | heels. She fondly hugs her doilie: flirts h boxwood border a half suspectful scan. Oh, good morni Mr. Gobbler! And good mornins ther Hen! My dol- 1 name is and my kitten's She she * palmleaf fan, and gives the Ben. 'm on my way to s to get an apple tart; I'm oinz to spend the day with her, and rt. TREAULT, Age 10. Our Dogs. have a large dog named Spot. all white except a brown spot on He fol- | his side and his brown ears. | lows my sisters and T when we go to the store. When I ask him to shake hands with me h& puts up his paw for me to shake. When the July comes he stays in the house most hear the eworks. a long time, and we all like him. is a very good watch dog. . ALICE GORMAN, Age 10. illes. He | Ve ! A Morning Call, i As James lay thinking what that big { ball of light was which he saw as he looked thro h his bedroom window, he thought it was a globe just over a |lamp, as he had seen his mother do. It stool right on the hill, He said: “I wil] get up now.” Just then in came Towser with the breakfast bell between his teeth. As soon as he got inside the Toom he be- | gan jumping all around to i bell rine. Then he dropped the bell | and jumped up into the bed and, pull- ing poor James out on the floor, dra zed him as far as the window. Then got on his hind legs and -made James look out, and there, sure enough, was the school wagon waiting for him. James hurried and got to school in time that morning. WILLIAM D. BUCKLEY, Age 10. New London. One Good Turn Deserves Another. In the outskirts of London. England, lived an Italian boy who had a pretty blackbird. Every time he came home at dinner time, or at evening, he ! would open tha cage door and call the bird out. Then he would say: “Whistle for your dinner, Jack!” And the bird used to whistle for him. But one day he had the bird on his finger and a cat that sat pn the roof sprang with one bound and. had the bird by the neck and was running away, but before he had taken a dozen steps the cat fell with a bullet hole in its head. The boy who had shot the cat was very fond of his friend’s bird and was eTV.angry when he saw the cat take Then we looked at the | e went there and sat in the shade of a | Fourth of | of the time, because he does not like to | We have had him ! make the | | ! | i | bk R AR People ate soda old days, it is flavor all gone. Uneeda perfection until the bird in his mouth, so he ran home and got his gun and killed the cat The poor Italian bov was heartbrok en at tiie loss of his favorite pet, s - man came along y why he w 4, and a he bad lost blackbird. the man o heard this he gave When the boy some money and he er bir Lox g one ‘..ll for g after, w! > this boy was walk long the river bank he heard some help, and as he looked 'w a man struggling in the off his coat and jump- ed into the river, and after a desperate struggle he succeeded in getting the man out of the river to his home. And | as he was staying by the man he heard | him say “Boy. w "Hol'v‘. “Come here and receive this token in Why is the soda cracker today such a universal food? bought them from a barrel or box and took them home in a paper bag, their crispness and Biscuit—soda crackers better than any ever made before —made in the greatest bakeries in the world—baked to perfection —packed to perfection—kept to oven-fresh and crisp, from their protecting package. NATIONAL BISCUIT COMPANY and | iis favorite | got anoth- | Pages Nine to Tvfilvo crackers in the true—but they you take them, Five cents. bite T | table , and | them! | But old Tommy was not asieep. He just had his eves shut to make the old gentleman believe he was asleep. )} He was just a sly old cat. ISABELLE BOBSEIN, Age 10. | Norwich. Our Ducks. cle Jed: I am going to tell bout our ducks. We had seven of them, but we have only two left. There is a pond near the house in | which they swim. As soon as my | mother lets them out they go right for | the water. A dam about thirty feet | high is near by, the water being very | high now. The other day they were out usual and only one returned. Mother | thought it very queer, for they | were rays together, so she looked memory of the kind act you did for |over the pond, but no ducks could she m%,” said the man. | see But I can’t take 1t, sir,” replied the | My er went to look for it on the boy. “You gave me {he money to got the bird, and it is m\l\ repaying the kindness you gave me. CLIFFORD PA RYVY Age 14 He Couldn’t Stop. Once there was a horse thai used to pull around a sweep which Ilifted o from deep in the earth. He had this work for about twenty vears, until he bec ther He left to disturb him. Every morning after he had been eating 2 while, he would start and go round and round in a circle, just as he had to do for many vears. Sometimes he kept it me too oid and blind to be of fur- se. was taken out Into a fleld and it the grass, without anyone to s doing this. It was the force of L bits formed in childhood will lead boys and girls who are older, as the force of habit led the horse round in a circie. The safest way to escape being influenced by a bad habit is not to form one. LILLIAN M. BREHAUT, Age 15. East Norwich, N. Y. Doing Right. ou said you wanted a lantern for | tonight, vou, James? “Yes, I did: but one?” asked James. “You see that pile of pumpki there under the cornstalks. Y over and get ihe biggest, 1 one.” got it and brought as just starting to c when James came up, saying where can T get | s over u 8o it to Dave. 1t it out “Oh, Dave, here comes a pai the pumpkin in the shed and come, didn’t stop to do that, but ran right aleng in the wrong direction James went back and put the pump- kin in the shed He went the right way and got there just in time Don't vou think it is better to do your work first than to do as Dave did? BRADWAY 11 DORIS Age Willima. A Visit to Hartford. her went to Hartford ut two weeks ago. While papa helped a friend vator in the New Britain Mother & al.i (»'fi( e, (\t’l"(-\ so clean Hartford a great deal be T. == When we were in Hartford visiting we went through the Capitol, state Ii- | brary and Colt’s library. We walked | out to Wethersefield prison and rods | back on the car. The next day we went through some of the large department stores and | bent's furnishing stores. 2 VIOLA HOWARD. Norwich. LETTERS TO UNCLE A College Boy. JED. Dear Uncle Jed: There was a col- ; lege boy studying to be a priest. The knew at he was nervous and n believe that he wasn't. try 2 they put him room. They said: “How will we know if you will go in or not?” % He said: “I will hammer a nail on the table to let you know that I went -oming out of the dark got ught to the nail ‘When he was room his coat and he thought it was a ghost He got so frightened at it got him | crazy, so the boys never played tricks on bovs ag MELINA PAQUETTE, Age 12 Tattville. A Sly Old Cat. Dear Uncle Jed: 1 thought I would | write you ahout an old gr: cat. He | was very large. One evening an old gentleman, Tom- my’s master, was sitting by the fire reading and Tommy was lying asleep on the rug by the stove with his tail curled around his nose. The table not far from the gentle- man was ready for tea, and on the ta- ble was a big sponge cake. After the old gentleman was done reading he went into another room for about three minutes. When he came out again a gueer thing had happened. The sponge cake had been lying om | the floor near Tommy. with a piece bit out, but Tommy was lying fast aslec upon the same BDOt. The old man was (hundersiruck. When he saw pussy fast asleep In the same spot and the sponge cike on the floor, he sgaid to himself: “Little cakes don’t jump off the table by them- selves, and pussies don't jump on the p for two hours; and people | watched him and wondered why | just | roundest and | .. Put | in a dark ! | rocks below the dam, for she surely [ thought it was dead. It must } t dead being dashed on the rc ., for the water rushes alo ferce; but ima when she gaw the duck at the bottom of the wall trving very mm to keep { out of the way of the lling wa. ! Some men are working on the road | lunteered to get it. He tried but it kept swimming from to another, At Jast It came ashore and my sister caught it and carried it home to the other one. As she put it down th teuched each othe beaks as if the; kissing. No doubt they were | Zlad to see each other. | LOUL KRAUSS, Age 18. | Taftville. Kate Was Smart but Naughty. | Dear Uncle Jed: I have a pet cat | and her name is Kate. She has three | little kittens. Their names are Peter, | Tommy. | 5 She likes milk | s‘at it. One day I nder the table for p. I put my cup of table, then I went to get Iy and she ofte saticer of She lapp d and butter. When I , lapped up my 1 t cat. She catch- birds, squirrels, weasels i a jar of milk in the | parior. > 1o iceroom. I put a | cover over the milk. I went outdoors | to see how > got in. I did not notice a glass was broken. I looked last saw her come looked and s BODY AND FACE MASS OF ECZENA | Grew Worse Until Hands and Feet “Swollen and Running Sores. Skin Would Drop Offin Scales, ‘‘Prac- tically a Shut-in,” Cuticura Soap | and Ointment Entirely Cured. Brownville, N. Y.—“Cuticura Soap and Ointment cured me of a stubborn case of eczema which followed a severs case of scarlet; fever. | My body and face was a mass of sores 80 that I was practically a shut-in. It grew worse until my hands and feet were swollen and running sores. 1 tried many remedies. One kind which I used fairly burned my skin up so that 1" it would drop off in scales 82 37 16 was pcalandl: B thanks to good advice I then used Cuticura Soap and Ointment. In a short time I was entirely cured. Now my skin is clear as over an@ 1 have had no return of the disease. T hope this letter will help the suffering ones who are fighting eczema.” (Signed) Miss Edna Bidwell, Jan. 10, 1912. ! TO REMOVE DANDRUFF | Prevent dry, thin and falling bair, allay | itching and irritation, and promote the growth and beauty of the hair, frequent shampoos with Cuticura Soap, assisted by | occasional dressings with Outicura Oint- ment, afford a rhost effective and economical treatment. Sold by druggists and dealers | everywhere. Liberal sample of eech mailed | free, with 32-p. 8kin Book. Address post= ! card “Cauticura, Dept. T, Boston.” AaFrTender-faced men should use Cuticura : Boap Shaving Stick, 250. Bample tree. WHITE ELEPHANT CAFE DAN MURPHY & CO. Wines, Ligquers and Cigars ! i Ales, | Corner of Water and Market Sta THOMAS J. HOWARD Long Island Sound New York Harbor —AND— Hudsom River TRANSPORTATION | Scows ana barges for trelght or charter | Ne. 1 BROADWAY, NEW YORK. aprid WHEN vou want to Tx“[ your busi- ness befor: the public, therse is no me- {dium better than through the advertis- ing columns of The Bulletin into | as T | through the broken window. Then she took her head and pushed the cover off the jar. Then she began to lap the millk up. I went In the parlor and chased her out. If there was no broken window, why she would break one. - Everybody says: “What a good cat that is!” bat 1 don't thivnk eo. ROSH ALPERIN, Age 8. Gurleyville. He Was the Boy Who Helped. Dear Uncle Jed: I am the little boy who helped Miriam bring the rowboat into the garage last summer. One day betfore that idith, Sister and 1 went fishing. Sister and I went to a little bridge to get some snzils for bait. We took our poles with us and went down on the dock where the big steamers come in. We smashed our snails and took the good meat out and put it om our hooks. Very eoon I had =z bite and pulled in a cunner. We all had bites, but did not gat ancther dAsh. I put some salt water in a pail and carried the cunper home in it. I knew how to clean him becauss I had seen job, but for my dir Papa do it. It was a dirty it. HBdith cooked him This is the second fish STANTIY Norwich. W, VAUGHN, Age 7. From the Consular Reports. | Motor boats are used extensively in | Bordeaux, France, not only in sports, but in commerce as weil. Fishermen, Qiscarding old methods, have found it | decidealy better to instal motors in eir boats, make a quick run to the ishing grounds at the break of day and return with greatly increased catches. Kola 1s one of the most popular soft drinks in Jamaica. The kola nuts grown in that country are exported i to England, where the sirup is manu- ! factured, colored and fiavored, then it sent back again, A peach pitting machine perfected Califorpia is expected to save much labor in handling the dried fruit. It is sald to handie even the softest fruit without damage. Parke—Bildat Is certainly his wife’s apron strings. tied to Lane—Well, in these days he is lucky if he has a wife with apron strings.—Life. Headache? 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