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<h1>SLAVE NARRATIVES</h1>
<h2> <i>A Folk History of Slavery in the United States<br/> From Interviews with Former Slaves</i><br/> </h2>
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TYPEWRITTEN RECORDS PREPARED BY<br/>
THE FEDERAL WRITERS' PROJECT<br/>
1936-1938<br/>
ASSEMBLED BY<br/>
THE LIBRARY OF CONGRESS PROJECT<br/>
WORK PROJECTS ADMINISTRATION<br/>
FOR THE DISTRICT OF COLUMBIA<br/>
SPONSORED BY THE LIBRARY OF CONGRESS<br/>
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<h3><i>Illustrated with Photographs</i><br/><br/><br/></h3>
<h4>WASHINGTON 1941</h4>
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<h2> VOLUME XI<br/> <br/> NORTH CAROLINA NARRATIVES<br/> <br/> PART 2<br/> <br/> <br/></h2>
<h3> Prepared by<br/> the Federal Writers' Project of<br/> the Works Progress Administration<br/> for the State of North Carolina<br/> </h3>
<p>[HW:] = Handwritten notes by original editor.</p>
<p>[TR:] = Inline transcriber notes.<br/>
<span style="margin-left: 3em;">See end of document for additional notes.</span><br/></p>
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<h2><SPAN name="INFORMANTS" id="INFORMANTS"></SPAN>INFORMANTS</h2>
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<tr><td align='left'>Jackson, John H.</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_1">1</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Johnson, Ben</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_8">8</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Johnson, Isaac</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_14">14</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Johnson, Tina</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_20">20</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Jones, Bob</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_23">23</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Jones, Clara</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_27">27</SPAN>, <SPAN href="#Page_30">30</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Jordon, Abner</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_34">34</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Lassiter, Jane</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_37">37</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Lawson, Dave</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_43">43</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Lee, Jane</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_51">51</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Littlejohn, Chana</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_54">54</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>McAllister, Charity</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_60">60</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>McCoy, Clara Cotton</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_64">64</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>McCullers, Henrietta</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_72">72</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>McCullough, Willie</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_76">76</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>McLean, James Turner</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_82">82</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Magwood, Frank</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_90">90</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Manson, Jacob</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_95">95</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Manson, Roberta</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_100">100</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Markham, Millie</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_105">105</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Mials, Maggie</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_109">109</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Mitchel, Anna</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_113">113</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Mitchner, Patsy</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_116">116</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Moore, Emeline</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_124">124</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Moore, Fannie</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_127">127</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Moring, Richard C.</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_138">138</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Nelson, Julius</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_143">143</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Nichols, Lila</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_147">147</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Organ, Martha</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_151">151</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Parker, Ann</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_155">155</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Penny, Amy</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_158">158</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Perry, Lily</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_162">162</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Perry, Valley</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_167">167</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Pitts, Tempe</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_173">173</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Plummer, Hannah</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_177">177</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Pool, Parker</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_183">183</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Raines, Rena</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_192">192</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Ransome, Anthony</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_196">196</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Richardson, Caroline</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_198">198</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Riddick, Charity</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_203">203</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Riddick, Simuel</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_207">207</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Rienshaw, Adora</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_212">212</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Robinson, Celia</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_216">216</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Rogers, George</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_220">220</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Rogers, Hattie</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_226">226</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Rountree, Henry</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_232">232</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Scales, Anderson</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_236">236</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Scales, Catherine</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_244">244</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Scales, Porter</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_252">252</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Scott, William</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_259">259</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Shaw, Tiney</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_265">265</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Smith, John</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_269">269</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Smith, John</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_276">276</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Smith, Josephine</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_281">281</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Smith, Nellie</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_285">285</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Smith, Sarah Ann</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_289">289</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Smith, William</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_292">292</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Sorrell, Laura</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_295">295</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Sorrell, Ria</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_299">299</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Spell, Chaney</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_306">306</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Spikes, Tanner</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_309">309</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Stephenson, Annie</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_312">312</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Stewart, Sam T.</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_316">316</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Stone, Emma</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_324">324</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Sykes, William</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_327">327</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Taylor, Annie</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_332">332</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Taylor, R.S.</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_335">335</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Thomas, Elias</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_342">342</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Thomas, Jacob</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_348">348</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Thornton, Margaret</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_352">352</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Tillie</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_355">355</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Trell, Ellen</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_359">359</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Trentham, Henry James</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_363">363</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Upperman, Jane Anne Privette</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_367">367</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Whitley, Ophelia</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_371">371</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Wilcox, Tom</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_376">376</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Williams, Catharine</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_380">380</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Williams, Rev. Handy</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_385">385</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Williams, John Thomas</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_390">390</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Williams, Lizzie</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_394">394</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Williams, Penny</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_401">401</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Williams, Plaz</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_406">406</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Williamson, Melissa</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_410">410</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Woods, Alex</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_414">414</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Wright, Anna</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_420">420</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Yellady, Dilly</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_425">425</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Yellerday, Hilliard</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_431">431</SPAN></td></tr>
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<h2><SPAN name="ILLUSTRATIONS" id="ILLUSTRATIONS"></SPAN>ILLUSTRATIONS</h2>
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<tr><td align='left'>Tina Johnson</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_20">20</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Fannie Moore</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_127">127</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Julius Nelson</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_143">143</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Lila Nichols</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_147">147</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Tempe Pitts</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_173">173</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Adora Rienshaw</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_212">212</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>William Scott</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_259">259</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Tiney Shaw</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_265">265</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>John Smith</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_269">269</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Josephine Smith</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_281">281</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Sam T. Stewart</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_316">316</SPAN></td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>William Sykes</td><td align='right'><SPAN href="#Page_327">327</SPAN></td></tr>
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<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_1" id="Page_1">[Pg 1]</SPAN></span></p>
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<tr><td align='left'>N.C. District:</td><td align='left'>No. 2</td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Worker:</td><td align='left'>Mrs. W.N. Harriss</td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>No. Words:</td><td align='left'>1363</td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Subject:</td><td align='left'>Memories of Uncle Jackson</td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Interviewed:<br/> <br/> </td><td align='left'>John H. Jackson<br/>309 S. Sixth St.<br/>Wilmington, N.C.</td></tr>
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<p>[TR: Date stamp: JUN 26 1937]<br/></p>
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<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_2" id="Page_2">[Pg 2]</SPAN></span></p>
<h2><SPAN name="MEMORIES_OF_UNCLE_JACKSON" id="MEMORIES_OF_UNCLE_JACKSON"></SPAN>MEMORIES OF UNCLE JACKSON</h2>
<p>"I was born in 1851, in the yard where my owner
lived next door to the City Hall. I remember when they
was finishin' up the City Hall. I also remember the foreman,
Mr. James Walker, he was general manager. The overseen
(overseer) was Mr. Keen. I remember all the bricklayers;
they all was colored. The man that plastered the City Hall
was named George Price, he plastered it inside. The men
that plastered the City Hall outside and put those colum's
up in the front, their names was Robert Finey and William
Finey, they both was colored. Jim Artis now was a contractor
an' builder. He done a lot of work 'round Wilmin'ton.</p>
<p>"Yes'm, they was slaves, mos' all the fine work
'round Wilmin'ton was done by slaves. They called 'em
artisans. None of 'em could read, but give 'em any plan an'
they could foller it to the las' line."</p>
<p>Interviewer: "Did the owner collect the pay for the
labor, Uncle Jackson?"</p>
<p>"No, ma'm. That they did'n. We had a lot of them
artisans 'mongst our folks. They all lived on our place with
they fam'lies. They hired theyselves where they pleased.
They colle'ted they pay, an' the onliest thing the owner took
was enough to support they fam'lies. They all lived in our<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_3" id="Page_3">[Pg 3]</SPAN></span>
yard, it was a great big place, an' they wimmen cooked for 'em
and raised the chilluns.</p>
<p>"You know, they lays a heap o' stress on edication
these days. But edication is one thing an' fireside trainin'
is another. We had fireside trainin'.</p>
<p>"We went to church regular. All our people marched
behind our owners, an' sat up in the galle'y of the white
folks church. Now, them that went to St. James Church behind
their white folks didn' dare look at nobody else. 'Twant
allowed. They were taught they were better than anybody
else. That was called the 'silk stockin' church. Nobody
else was fitten to look at.</p>
<p>"My mother was the laund'ess for the white folks.
In those days ladies wore clo'es, an' plenty of 'em. My
daddy was one of the part Indian folks. My mammy was brought
here from Washin'ton City, an' when her owner went back home
he sold her to my folks. You know, round Washin'ton an' up
that way they was Ginny (Guinea) niggers, an' that's what my
mammy was. We had a lot of these malatto negroes round here,
they was called 'Shuffer Tonies', they was free issues and
part Indian. The leader of 'em was James Sampson. We
child'en was told to play in our own yard and not have
nothin' to do with free issue chil'en or the common chil'en
'cross the street, white or colored, because they was'nt fitten
to 'sociate with us. You see our owners was rich folks.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_4" id="Page_4">[Pg 4]</SPAN></span>
Our big house is the one where the ladies of Sokosis
(Sorosis) has their Club House, an' our yard spread all
round there, an' our house servants, an' some of the bes'
artisans in Wilmin'ton lived in our yard.</p>
<p>"You know, I'm not tellin' you things what have been
<span class="u">told</span> me, but I'm tellin' you things I <span class="u">knows</span>.</p>
<p>"I remember when the Zoabbes company came from Georgia
here to Wilmin'ton an' they had all ladies as officers.<SPAN name="FNanchor_1_1" id="FNanchor_1_1"></SPAN><SPAN href="#Footnote_1_1" class="fnanchor">[1]</SPAN></p>
<p>"I remember when the Confederates captured part of
the Union Army at Fort Sumter, S.C., and they brought them
here to Wilmin'ton and put them out under Fourth Street
bridge, and the white ladies of Wilmin'ton, N.C. cooked
food and carried it by baskets full to them. We all had
plenty of food. A warehouse full of everything down there
by the river nigh Red Cross Street, an' none of us ever
went hungry 'till the war was over.</p>
<p>"I remember when Gen'ral Grant's Army came to the
river. They mounted guns to boombar the city. Mr. John
Dawson an' Mr. Silas Martin, they went on the corner of
Second an' Nun Streets on the top of Ben Berry's house
an' run up a white sheet for a flag, an' the Yankees did'n'<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_5" id="Page_5">[Pg 5]</SPAN></span>
boombar us. An' Mr. Martin gave his house up to the Progro
Marshells, and my mother cleaned up the house an' washed
for them. Her name was Caroline West.</p>
<p>"I remember when that Provo Marshell told the colored
people that any house in Wilmin'ton they liked, that was
empty, they could go take it, an' the first one they took
was the fine Bellamy Mansion on Market an' Fifth Street."</p>
<p>"Uncle Jackson", asked the interviewer, "don't you
remember that house was headquarters of the Federal Army?
How could colored people occupy it?"</p>
<p>Uncle Jackson: "I don't remember nothin' about
Federal soldiers bein' in that house, but I'm tellin'
you I <span class="u">knows</span> a lot of common colored folks was in it because
I seen 'em sittin' on the piazza an' all up an' down those
big front steps. I <span class="u">seen</span> 'em. Nice colored people wouldn't
'a gone there. They had respec' for theirselves an' their
white folks. But Dr. Bellamy came home soon with his fam'ly
an' those colored people got out. They wan't there long.</p>
<p>"Endurin' of slavery I toted water for the fam'ly to
drink. I remember when there was springs under where the
new Court House is now, and all the white folks livin'
'round there drank water from those springs. They called
it Jacob Spring. There was also a spring on Market Street
between Second and Third Streets, that was called McCrayer
(McCrary) spring. They didn't 'low nobody but rich folks
to get water from that spring. Of co'se I got <span class="u">mine</span> there<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_6" id="Page_6">[Pg 6]</SPAN></span>
whenever I chose to tote it that far. We did'n' work so
hard in those days. I don't know nothin' about field
han's an' workmen on the river, but so far as I knows the
carpenters an' people like that started work at 8 o'clock
A.M. and stopped at 5 o'clock P.M. Of course 'round
the house it was different. Our folks done pretty much
what the white folks did because we was all pretty much
one an' other.</p>
<p>"Did I ever know of any slaves bein' whipped? I
seen plenty of 'em whipped over at the jail, but them was
<span class="u">bad</span> niggers, (this with a grimace of disgust, and shaking
of the head), they needed whippin'. But (with a chuckle)
I sho' would have hated to see anybody put they han's on
one of my owner's people. We was all 'spectable an' did'n
know nothin' about whippen. Our mammy's spanked us aplenty,
<span class="u">yes mam</span> they did.</p>
<p>"I remember when they didn't have no trussels 'cross
either river, an' they had a passages boat by the name of
Walker Moore, an' the warf was up there by the Charlotte
railroad (S.A.L.) The Boat would take you from there to
the bluff an' then you would have to catch the train to
go to Greensboro, and other places in No'th Carolina.</p>
<p>"I remember when the Fourth Street Fire Department
bell was in front of the City Hall. An' Mr. Maginny had
his school right back of the City Hall.</p>
<p>"I believe we was all happy as slaves because we<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_7" id="Page_7">[Pg 7]</SPAN></span>
had the best of kere (care). I don't believe none of us
was sold off because I never heard tell of it. I have
always served nice folks an' never 'sociated with any
other kind. I brought up Mis ——'s chil'ren an' now she
gives me a life intrust in this place I lives in. I hav'nt
never to say really wanted for anything. I hav'nt never
bothered with wimmen, an' had nothin' to bother me.</p>
<p>"I mus' tell you' bout Gov'ner Dudley's election,
an' the free issue niggers. They say Mr. Dudley told 'em
if they'd vote for him he'd do more for 'em than any man
ever had. So they voted for him an' he was elected. Then
he ups an' calls a const'utional convention in Raleigh
an' had all the voting taken away from 'em. An' that the
big thing he done for em."<SPAN name="FNanchor_2_2" id="FNanchor_2_2"></SPAN><SPAN href="#Footnote_2_2" class="fnanchor">[2]</SPAN></p>
<div class="footnotes"><h3>FOOTNOTES:</h3>
<div class="footnote"><p><SPAN name="Footnote_1_1" id="Footnote_1_1"></SPAN><SPAN href="#FNanchor_1_1"><span class="label">[1]</span></SPAN> Note: Have not been able to verify this memory, and think
perhaps the unusual uniforms of the Zoaves caused the small
boy to think they were women, or some adult may have amused
themselves by telling him so.</p>
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<div class="footnote"><p><SPAN name="Footnote_2_2" id="Footnote_2_2"></SPAN><SPAN href="#FNanchor_2_2"><span class="label">[2]</span></SPAN> Note: Governor Dudley was elected before Uncle Jackson
was born, but he enjoyed thoroughly telling this joke
on the 'free issue niggers'.</p>
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