CHAPTER XXV.

BUENOS AYRES.

_February 12th._—Public events here, for the last few days, have

been more exciting in their progress, and more important in their

issues, than any that have occurred on the Plata for many years. On

the evening of the 4th inst., the Hon. Mr. Schenck arrived from

Buenos Ayres on his return to Brazil. He boarded the Congress from

the steamer in which he came, announcing, as he crossed the gangway,

the utter overthrow of Rosas by Urquiza, “foot, horse and dragoons!”

as he expressed it. This had occurred on the morning of the

preceding day. He left the city the same evening, when thousands of

mounted troops were pouring through it in rapid flight, before the

victorious pursuers. It was not yet known whether Rosas had fallen

in battle, was a prisoner, or had made a safe escape.

Before the arrival in Buenos Ayres of Mr. Schenck and Commodore

McKeever, he had left for the camp, ten miles distant; and they did

not see him. They were twice at Palermo, however, on visits to Doña

Manuelita; once before any collision between the hostile forces had

taken place; and again on the evening of the 1st inst., when it was

known that an advanced guard of six thousand Buenos Ayrean troops,

under General Pachecho, had been routed the day previous, and the

general made prisoner: a foreboding shadow of the coming event. Till

then, Manuelita had sustained her position with great spirit and

energy; receiving all visitors—official, diplomatic, and private—as

usual, in the saloons of the Quinta, and conducting with ability and

despatch the affairs of the Home Department of the government.

Toward the close of the last named evening, however, when surrounded

by those only who were in her immediate confidence, tears might

occasionally be seen trembling in her eye, or stealing down her

cheek; but only to be dashed away on the approach of any from whom

she would conceal the weakness. It was now well known to her that a

general and decisive battle might at any hour take place; and that

Palermo, immediately in the line of march from the point of contest

to the city, was no longer a place of safety for her. The night was

one of splendid moonlight in midsummer, and among others, Commodore

McKeever and Mr. Schenck remained with her till a late hour of the

evening. Before they left, a walk in the flower-garden was proposed

by her; and, taking the arm of Mr. Schenck, she led the way to the

rose-covered arbor mentioned in my visit last year. Standing within

it in silence for a few moments, she said—“This is my choicest

retreat at Palermo; it is here that I come alone, to be alone; and I

am here now for the last time, perhaps forever!” adding, as the

tears fell rapidly down her face, upturned to the moon, as if in

appeal to Heaven for her sincerity, “I leave Palermo to-night!

Whatever the issue of the morrow is to be, I know our cause to be

just, and believe that God will give to it success!” In this,

however, she was mistaken. That cause, the next day but one, was

utterly defeated; and the following midnight witnessed her flight

with her father disguised as an English marine, and she in the dress

of a sailor boy—not from Palermo only, but from her city and

country, without even a change of clothes, to find safety and a

conveyance to distant exile, under the protection of the British

flag.

But this is anticipating the order of events. Rumors of the defeat,

on the 1st instant, of the vanguard of the army of Rosas, or some

disaster of the kind, reached the city on Sunday evening, the 2d

inst.—the night on which Manuelita forsook Palermo. It produced

little impression on the public mind, however; and on Monday the

shops were open, and general business transacted as usual. At

daybreak on Tuesday, heavy cannonading was heard for several hours

in the direction of the opposing armies. Early afterwards, whispers

of a defeat were afloat; and a straggling cavalry soldier here and

there, soon followed by others, in groups of three and four, began

to enter the city. The excitement spread rapidly, till three guns

from the citadel—the signal for martial law—confirmed the report of

the overthrow, and led at once to the shutting up of every shop, and

the closing of every door. The retreating cavalry now rushed through

the town by hundreds, and soon by thousands, hastening from harm’s

way to their homes in the pampas of the South. General Mancilla, the

brother-in-law of Rosas, and governor of the city, despatched

messengers to the foreign ambassadors, reporting the place to be

defenceless, and soliciting their intervention with the approaching

conqueror, for a halt in his march, till terms of capitulation could

be presented. Permission was at the same time granted by him, for

the landing of the marines attached to the different foreign

squadrons in the harbor, to protect the lives and property of

residents from their respective countries—British, American, French,

and Sardinian. Forty American marines, including those from the

Congress, were disembarked from the Jamestown, under the command of

Captain Taylor and Lieut. Tatnall, and the crew of the captain’s

gig, in charge of Midshipman Walker. These were distributed in the

central and richest part of the town—at the Embassy and Consulate of

the United States; at the residence of Mr. Carlisle of the house of

Zimmerman, Frazer & Co., the head-quarters of Commodore McKeever;

and one or two other principal American mercantile establishments.

At the same time, a hasty consultation of the diplomatic corps led

to the sending of a deputation from their number to the

head-quarters of Urquiza, in behalf of the city. The chief member of

this was Mr. Pendleton. Mr. Glover, the secretary of our

commander-in-chief, an accomplished young man, well fitted for the

service by his talents, and the facility with which he speaks the

principal modern languages, formed one of the mission. The special

object was to solicit from the victorious chieftain an order to

restrain his troops from entering the city, till the authorities

could make a formal surrender to him, and thus spare the inhabitants

the violence and rapine they had reason to fear. Happily the

exhaustion of the victors rendered such an order, for the time,

unnecessary. The whole force of thirty thousand men had been without

refreshment of any kind, except, perhaps, a little water, for

forty-eight hours; and, after having put their opponents to flight,

they found it absolutely necessary to come to a rest themselves, not

far from the scene of the principal conflict.

It was not till noon of the following day, that Urquiza reached

Palermo, and established his head-quarters there. Here the

deputation first met him, and readily secured the interposition of

his authority in the point of mercy craved. Notwithstanding this,

early the same morning—that immediately succeeding the battle—before

any thing had been heard from the deputation, the sack of the city

in one quarter was reported to have commenced; and, in confirmation

of the rumor, the alarm-bell of the Cabildo, or town hall, sent

forth an incessant peal. It appeared that a large number of the

routed cavalry of Rosas, finding the pursuit by the victors given

over, remained in the outskirts of the town during the night; and at

the dawn of the next day, commenced breaking open the shops and

houses in the more remote parts, and stripping them of their

contents, bore off the plunder; alleging the authority of Mancilla

himself, the governor of the city, for the outrage. The dress of the

troops of both armies is the same; red flannel shirts, caps, and

cheripas or swaddling cloths. Those of Urquiza, that they might be

distinguished by each other in battle, had chosen for a badge a

square piece of white cotton cloth, placed on the shoulders by

thrusting the head through a hole in the centre, in the manner of a

poncho. This badge these marauders assumed that they might be

mistaken for the invading soldiery. Emboldened by success in the

outskirts, they began to penetrate the central parts of the place.

The terrified inhabitants believing them to be the invaders,

submitted unresistingly to rapine and spoliation, lest they should

lose their lives; and consternation spread every where with the

increasing violence and robbery. Many of the largest and most

valuable plate and jewelry shops had already been sacked; and the

spirit of plunder grew in proportion to the success.

At this juncture, while a party of twenty or thirty of these mounted

pillagers was engaged in bursting off the door-locks of a rich

jeweller’s shop with powder, a company of American marines and

sailors, in charge of Midshipman Walker, accompanied by Mr. Graham,

the American Consul, on their way to the chief scene of

pillage—turned into the street near them. The robbers at once fired

upon them, happily without injury to any one. Our fellows, under the

authority of their officers, were not slow in returning the salute;

bringing to the ground, by one volley, four of the leading brigands.

Two were killed outright, and two mortally wounded. The rest wheeled

instantly in flight, and were seen no more. This first example of

the manner by which to check the pillage, led at once to a rally by

the citizens. They immediately commenced arming themselves, and a

stay was put to the progress of what, in a short time, would have

become a general sack of the town.

Mr. Glover arrived the same moment, at the consulate near which the

above scene took place, to report the success of the mission on

which he had accompanied Mr. Pendleton. He had passed a sleepless

night, and been in the saddle many hours; but, as there was reason

to fear that the check which had been put by our marines upon the

pillage, would be but temporary, and that the marauders would soon

return in augmented numbers to avenge the death of their comrades,

as well as to load themselves with fresh booty, he was requested by

Commodore McKeever to return immediately to Palermo, and solicit

from Urquiza a force sufficient to control the disorder and robbery

existing. The Chief of Police, at the same time made his appearance,

to urge the same measure. Accompanied by this functionary, Mr.

Glover, therefore, again hastened as an express to the Quinta. He

was admitted immediately to the chieftain, though his companion, the

Chief of Police, was forbidden his presence. The object of his visit

was accorded, by an instant order for the entrance to the city of a

body of troops sufficient for its protection. Informed of the result

of the rencontre with the American marines and sailors, he gave full

sanction to the interference, and authorized its continuance. The

report of this interview was quickly spread through the city; and

the patrol of the foreign marines and armed sailors, and the speedy

arrival of the forces promised by Urquiza, allayed the panic of the

inhabitants.

The troops of Urquiza brought with them orders to shoot down all

persons implicated in the robbery and disorder. This was

reiterated by the Provisional Government appointed by him upon

receiving, as soon as he had taken up his quarters at Palermo, the

deputation from the city, empowered to surrender it to his mercy.

Under the orders thus issued, three or four hundred persons, both

men and women, were summarily put to death, within twenty-four

hours; and a scene of such frightful carnage was taking place,

with the liberty of its continuance for eight days, that the

humanity of Mr. Pendleton led him, accompanied by Mr. Glover, to

hasten once more to head-quarters, to beseech that an immediate

stop might be put to a slaughter in which it was so apparent that

the innocent, through false accusations of robbery, might become

the victims of their political and even private enemies. The good

sense of Urquiza led him at once to appreciate the justice of this

appeal to his humanity, and to countermand the order first issued.

The alarm was thus quieted, and a general feeling of safety

restored.

It is quite a matter of congratulation with us, that the marines and

sailors of the Congress and Jamestown, should have been so eminently

the means, by their prompt and gallant conduct, of staying a

frightful evil; and, that the prestige of the American name, through

the frank and philanthropic agency of Mr. Pendleton and Mr. Glover,

should have had such ready and such important influence with the

victor, now invested by right of conquest with all power here.

These particulars I learned before leaving Montevideo, from my

friend Lieut. Turner. This officer was despatched to Buenos Ayres by

Captain Pearson, immediately after the report made by Mr. Schenck of

the overthrow of the Dictator. He went in charge of the American

propeller, “Manuelita de Rosas,” which the emergency of affairs and

the absence of every suitable tender of the kind in the squadron,

led Commodore McKeever to charter for the time being. He arrived in

the midst of the excitement and consternation of the second day

after the battle, when the pillage was at its height, and the

summary execution of the perpetrators by the troops of Urquiza was

begun. Being a fellow Virginian and a friend of Mr. Pendleton, he

was invited to a seat in a carriage with him and Mr. Glover, on

their last mission of humanity to Palermo; and thus was a spectator

in the city and its environs, and at the Quinta itself, of a

succession of scenes of alarm and confusion, of bloodshed and

affecting tragedy in various forms, which it is not often the lot

even of a naval officer to witness. The city, containing more than a

hundred thousand inhabitants, was under pillage and in panic; the

wide suburbs were thronged with ten thousand savage troops, dashing

to and fro in various directions; the bodies of dead men were

scattered about, after having been shot down, or having their

throats cut, not in the conflict of battle, but in wanton pursuit,

or by order of a drum-head court-martial; women in common life were

rushing here and there in terror, and ladies of wealth and rank

hastening in their carriages through these scenes, in agitation and

affright, to the centre of power, to throw themselves at the feet of

the conqueror, in supplication for the lives and fortunes of those

dearest to them.

It was in the carriage of Madame E——, a sister of the fallen

Dictator, that the party made the excursion. This lady herself made

one of their number; and, under the favoring auspices of the

American minister, sought the presence of the chief, who now

occupies the palace, and wields the power, so long and so recently

in the undisputed possession of her brother. The avenues and

corridors of Palermo were crowded with mothers, sisters, and

daughters, pressing for audience, on like errands of mercy. The

suits of many of whom, I am happy to add, were not in vain, but most

promptly and generously accorded. Such were the scenes amidst which

Mr. Turner passed his first day here. Those of the second, in a ride

of fifteen miles, to the battle-field, under the guidance of an

adjutant and the protection of a guard furnished by Urquiza, were,

if possible, more exciting and more revolting to the feelings, and

scarcely bearable in the disgust created. The whole way was marked

with evidences of the completeness of the overthrow; and the scene

of the conflict, strewn for miles with the bodies of the slain lying

still unburied. The whole atmosphere was tainted with the effluvia

of the dead, both of man and beast, and sad demonstration given on

every side of the horrors of war.

It was his representation of the state of affairs that led me—the

marriage of my friends Miss H—— and Dr. R—— having been duly

celebrated, and the crew of the Congress still in the process of a

general liberty—to the determination of making the visit of a few

days. I came up in the propeller, still bearing a naval pennant:

embarking on the evening of the 10th, and arriving the next morning.

On landing, I found every hotel and lodging-house crowded to

overflowing, with officers, naval and military, both natives and

foreigners, and with strangers from various quarters, who had

hastened to the capital on hearing the result of the conflict. After

long search, I was able to secure a small sleeping-room only, in a

public house of very inferior order; and suffered so much during the

night from the oppressive heat, fleas, and mosquitoes, as to have

made up my mind by morning, to return to the Congress the same day.

During my former visit, I had made the acquaintance of the Rev. Mr.

Lore and Mrs. Lore, of the Wesleyan Methodist mission here, and had

been so much interested in them by the brief intercourse, as to be

unwilling to take my departure now without a call at the parsonage,

of a few minutes at least. Here I was most cordially welcomed; and

the cause of my intended return becoming known, they at once laid an

interdict upon my purpose, and constrained me to accept a room in

the parsonage, in their power to offer, and the kind hospitality of

their house.

I had brought with me from the Congress, with the purpose of

affording him a peep at Buenos Ayres, one of the lads of the

ship, who had been commended to my special care by an excellent

widowed mother at home, and who had merited this indulgence by

long-continued good conduct in his position on board ship. His

leave of absence extended to the passing day only; and, knowing

that he was especially anxious to visit Palermo, I applied to

Mr. Lore, as soon as it had been determined that I should

remain, for aid in securing a vehicle to take the drive with

him. This he at once gave; but in place of a carriage from a

livery stable, as I intended, he soon appeared with the handsome

equipage of one of his parishioners, and accompanied us in the

excursion.

The morning was excessively hot—the character of the weather for the

last fortnight. No rain had fallen in that time, and the road was

one continued bed of deep dust, kept in constant motion by the

thousand and ten thousands of horses and cattle, which the large

force in bivouac in the environs of the city had brought together.

It is computed that on the day of the battle, and for some days

succeeding it, there were not less than three hundred thousand

horses, within the circuit of a few miles, around the city. The

number of cattle may be estimated by the allowance granted to the

troops for subsistence—one animal a day for every hundred men: the

number of men in both armies, the conquering and the conquered;

amounts to more than fifty thousand, and the daily consumption,

therefore, is at least five hundred. It would require pages to

describe the novelty and wild romance of the scenes witnessed in our

short drive. The riding at full tilt, to and fro, of unnumbered

Indian-like horsemen in the picturesque and fiery costume of the

native cavalry; the flying past of carriages in one direction or

another, through the thick dust of the road; the lassoing of cattle

amidst the herds crowding the open plain; the butchering them when

entangled, wherever that might be—even in the middle of the highway;

and flaying them while still alive, and scarcely well brought to the

ground; the masses of hides, and horns, and offal scattered about

every where; some freshly stripped from the carcasses and others in

a shocking state of putrefaction; the hundreds of loose horses

scampering about amid clouds of dust; and unnumbered savage men, in

all attitudes, and in every kind of grouping, presented sights

beyond the power of description.

As we approached the Quinta, such objects became, if possible, more

varied and more crowded: while dead horses and dead cattle lined the

road-side, and in some places dotted the ornamental canals of the

domain with their bloated carcasses. The white shell-dust of that,

which was once the private drive, covered every thing so thickly,

that the iron railings, now bent and broken down, the orange trees

and willows, once kept so neatly washed and so green, appeared as if

just powdered with meal. Indeed, the aspect of every thing in this

respect, was very much that of a landscape at home after a fall of

snow, while the trees and their branches are still in leaf. The

house itself—though surrounded, as when last seen by me, with guards

and soldiery, and in the same dress; and by a long line of carriages

and led horses awaiting the visitors within—had a closed and

forsaken air. The reception rooms occupied by Urquiza, are not in

the front. Those there, in which we had been received, with blinds

drawn, and shutters closed, appeared as though death, as well as

desertion, was there. It was not our purpose to alight; and, after a

general survey of the establishment as we drove by, we returned to

the city amidst the same scenes through which we had arrived.

The next evening I joined a large party of American ladies and

gentlemen, residents of Buenos Ayres, in a visit of ceremony to

Urquiza at Palermo. Notwithstanding the pressure of military and

state affairs in the disposition of his troops, and the appointment

of a provisional government for the city and province, he has been

constrained to hold an almost uninterrupted levee, for the reception

of the crowds whose interest it is to pay court to him. Many of the

most servile of the partisans of Rosas have done this in the most

sycophantic manner; and many of them, I have rejoiced to hear, only

to meet his ill-concealed contempt and pointed rebuke, by a refusal

to recognize their presence in some instances, and by prompt and

stern dismissal from the audience-room in others. One incident which

occurred interested me much. Col. Maximo Terero, the favorite

aide-de-camp of Rosas, and the affianced husband of Doña Manuelita,

was made prisoner on the day of the battle. It was believed by

many—judging of the course Urquiza would pursue in the case, by the

sanguinary precedents of Rosas and other successful aspirants in the

past history of the country—that he, and such others of the

immediate partisans of the Dictator as had fallen into his hands,

would be severely dealt with, if not summarily shot. Contrary to all

expectation, Col. Terero was at once set at liberty on parole.

Touched by this magnanimity, Gen. Terero the father, a confidential

friend of Rosas, and long his partner in extensive financial

operations, hastened to Palermo to wait upon the commander-in-chief,

and to thank him for the clemency and kindness he had shown to his

son. He approached him with the following words, “Gen. Urquiza, I

have come to Palermo to tender to you the unfeigned thanks of a

father, for sparing the life of a son, whose life and liberty were

in your power. You have, sir, my most sincere and heartfelt

gratitude. I thank you from the bottom of my heart. I am known to

you as the friend of General Rosas. He long since won my confidence,

has long had my warm friendship, and I have never seen cause for

withdrawing these from him.” The frankness and independence of this

address met an appreciating spirit in Urquiza; and seizing him

cordially by the hand, he exclaimed, “Gen. Terero, I am most happy

to see you. I am glad to hear you express yourself as you have. I

believe what you say—yours is the first honest speech I have heard

in Palermo; and I honor you for it.”

At the time of our presentation by Mr. Pendleton the saloons and

corridors were crowded; and the audience was brief, and, on the part

of the General, unavoidably constrained. He wore a dress-coat of

black, with white waistcoat; and, though polite and gentlemanly,

appeared to much less advantage and less at home in the

drawing-room, than on the tented field of Pantanoso. He appeared,

too, to be jaded and exhausted; which he indeed must be, after the

fatigue and excitement without intermission of the last fortnight.

At the end of fifteen minutes we took leave; and after a turn along

the parterres of the flower-garden, drove rapidly to the city, to

escape a gust of wind and rain which was seen to be gathering with

great blackness, in a threatening quarter.

On Friday, I made a visit to the hospital, in which most of the

wounded of both parties are now collected, to the number of five or

six hundred. The accommodations, in ordinary times, are limited and

indifferent, and are now altogether inadequate. The surgeons and

physicians are too few for the duty, and the services of Dr. Foltz,

of the U. S. sloop Jamestown, have been gratefully accepted. The

wounds of many of the poor creatures are frightful; especially those

caused by grape and round shot. From the heat of the weather, and

the length of time that elapsed after the battle before they could

be properly attended to, such are now in a dreadful condition. Those

made by lances are chiefly from behind, and show frightful thrusts

on the part of the pursuers. Many of the wounded have died daily;

and the state of many more is hopeless. The edifice appropriated as

a hospital is itself spacious and massive, and is of special

interest, from having been the residencia or palace of the viceroys

of Buenos Ayres. Mr. Lore took me a ride also, the same morning,

through the suburbs, in a semicircular sweep from one end of the

city to the other—the base-line of the circuit being the river.

There is little to interest one in the scenery, the whole is so

flat; and the road was but a succession of dry and dirty lanes,

lined by mean and shabby huts. We called in the eastern suburbs upon

an English family, parishioners of Mr. Lore, who occupy and

cultivate as a fruit and vegetable garden, the grounds of what

appears once to have been a tasteful and luxurious country-seat. We

were most kindly received, and refreshed with some very fine peaches

and grapes, the former the last gatherings of the season. The

situation is an exposed one in times of public commotion and

disorder; and we were shown a cavern, screened and hidden almost

beyond discovery, where the females of the household were to have

been concealed, had the city, in the overthrow of Rosas, been given

over to pillage and rapine. In one part of the enclosure, a natural

terrace attains a height of about twenty feet above the general

level. To this I was led as one of the finest points of view in the

neighborhood. The extent of the landscape commanded from it was less

than a mile, across a flat meadow, bounded at that distance by a

range of tree-tops, above which rose the masts of some small craft

at anchor in a stream, whose banks the trees line. I could scarcely

avoid a smile in hearing this called a “fine view,” while in

imagination my eye swept, in comparison, over that spread before you

in such wide expanse at Riverside. In the course of our ride, we

visited the English Protestant burial-ground; a rural cemetery on

the south-side of the city. It embraces several acres, surrounded by

a substantial wall, entered by a handsome gateway of iron; and has a

lodge for the keeper, and a small, well-built chapel for the funeral

service. Besides a variety of prettily-arranged shrubberies, it is

ornamented with two or three avenues of the Pride of China, which

grows here in great perfection: the whole forming an attractive and

rural resting-place for the dead.

The observations of the day were completed by the inspection, under

the guidance of Mr. Graham, of the new city residence of Rosas. It

is already in possession of the provisional government appointed by

Urquiza, and its elegant saloons are converted into offices for the

various public bureaus. It is an extensive and finely-constructed

edifice, one story in height, enclosing several quadrangles, and

covering half a square; the front extends the length of a “block” on

a principal street near the centre of the city. The middle section

of this contains the suite of private rooms of the late owner. From

these the furniture had been removed, preparatory to the sale of all

his effects. The structure, though of one story only on the streets,

rises to two in some of the inner sections. The whole is well built,

and, for this part of the world, beautifully finished. One of the

inner courts is filled with orange trees, and another contains a

garden of choice flowers. A lofty tower or mirador rises from the

centre. This is ascended by a spiral staircase of mahogany. The view

from it comprises, as on a map, the city, river, roadstead and

shipping; and the country in every direction as far as its flatness

allows the vision to reach. It conveys a strong impression of the

size, good order, and architecture of the city. Every prominent

building is in conspicuous view: all the old Spanish churches—the

Cathedral, the Merced, the collegiate, or former Jesuit College,

that of San Francisco, San Domingo and San Miguel; and the

Residencia or vice-regal palace, now the general hospital. All these

are of dark stone, and are time-stained and moss-covered: massive

and enduring piles, with many attractive features in the varied

taste and symmetry of their architecture, and in the well-defined

proportions of dome and tower, pediment and belfry. The lantern top

of this look-out is furnished with a fine telescope, by which every

object is subjected to near inspection; and it was a favorite resort

of the Dictator, during his hours of seclusion in town. One story of

the tower leading to this observatory, is a handsomely proportioned

apartment, paved with tessellated marble of red and white. It is

said to have been the favorite sleeping-room of Rosas, when he

remained in the city over night, being secure from approach except

by the spiral stairs, which could be easily defended. A fixture in

one of the galleries of an open court into which the chief suites of

rooms open, particularly struck me as a novelty: it is a fireplace

with a grate and handsomely finished marble mantle, so that, if one

choose, he may sit by a fireside in the open air, when the

temperature makes it desirable.

As I looked around upon the spacious and well-appointed

establishment, through which Doña Manuelita, a few days since, moved

a princess, surrounded by luxury, and oppressed with the adulations

of courtiers and admirers, I could not but anew deeply sympathize

with her, in her flight and exile, with scarce a change of apparel,

or a friend to cheer her under her reverse of fortune.

On leaving, we made an effort to gain admission to the Sala, or hall

of Representatives near by, and to the public library of the city;

but without success, from the absence of the persons having

possession of the keys. A _Porteno_—a name by which the Buenos

Ayreans pride themselves in being called—of intelligent and

gentlemanlike appearance, on overhearing our application for

admittance to the library and the cause of its failure, said

pleasantly to us, “It is well for the credit of the city that the

key cannot be found; we are thus saved a just reproach in the eyes

of intelligent visitors.”

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