Folkestone Express
16-10-1920
Local News
On Sunday a quaint harvest festival took place in the
Oddfellows Arms public house on The Stade, and as a result the Royal Victoria
Hospital has benefitted to the extent of 15 cwt. of garden produce and £4 which
was collected on the day.
There have been other services in the house on a Sunday
evening, but nothing has approached the harvest festival service on Sunday. The
public room presented a sight never to be forgotten, for it was lined from
floor to ceiling with gifts of produce from fishermen and others. A giant
marrow, weighing 34lbs., was a noteworthy exhibit. Fishing nets and cod lines
were used in the arrangement of the gifts, which was undertaken by Mr. and Mrs.
G. Skinner (host and hostess), Mr. W. Boorn, and Reg Spicer. Several hyumns
were sung with Congo Milton at the organ. Dick Milton gave the address, in the
course of which he said they should thank God for the bounteous harvest.
Among the congregation were Darkie Fagg, Mitteeman Walker,
Hoggamy Hall, Tom Page, Brum Wheeler, Tich Banks, Alf Baker, Steve Starling,
Harry Hall, Tiny Barton, Hoppy Hall, Tich Weatherhead, Red`un Fagg, Pout Fagg,
and P. Hoile.
Folkestone Herald
16-10-1920
Felix
Strolling down the Old Quarter of Folkestone, and passing
through the arch leading to the Fish Market on Sunday night, my attention was
attracted by the noise of boisterous singing. As the churches were for the most
part closed at that time, I was curious as to the meaning of it. Proceeding on
my way, and listening again, I at first thought a “sing-song” was being held at
a public house known as the Oddfellows, the front of which faces the Fish
Market. But the strange part of it was that (as I subsequently found), instead
of songs, hymns were being sung in chorus with full-throated vigour. When I
heard “We plough the fields and scatter”, followed by “Come, ye thankful
people, come”, being sung within the walls of this old-time hostelry I made
enquiries, with the result stated.
Entering the house, I was cordially invited to “come right
in”. I was glad I did so. I found a harvest festival in progress. There were
ancient and modern mariners sitting round the tables; some in Sunday best,
others in tan frocks. Ladies graced the proceeding with their presence. Each
man had his quantum of foaming ale before him; the gentler sex favouring a
little drop of “short”, or what are known as soft drinks (lemonade, etc.). In one
corner of the room was a young mountain of vegetable produce grown by the
fishermen on their allotments. There were giant marrows, cabbages of the full
hearted order, weighing from 10 to 14lbs, apiece; there were also wonderful
onions and superb potatoes. And then, with all these “good things around us”,
the company each provided with a hymn book, proceeded to sing songs of
thanksgiving – yes, women and all joined in together. It did not matter about
the “incense” arising from a score or two of pipes. Some of these were of the
“churchwarden” order; some were briars. At intervals there was a rest, but not
for long. “Congo”, a sturdy son of the sea, presided at the piano. All, or
mostly all, of the fishermen boast of nicknames. Thus one heard “Coconut Bill”
call out “let the painter go”. This, being interpreted, meant another hymn.
I have been present at scores of harvest festivals in
stately cathedral and tiny village churches, but I can truly say that I had
never listened to heartier singing than that which I heard on Sunday night. And
there was no levity about the proceedings at any time. Strange it was to hear
amid these surroundings such well-known hymns as “Holy, holy, holy”, “God, be
with us till we meet again”, “Nearer, My God, to Thee”, and “Abide with me”.
True, the company “wet their whistles” occasionally, and filled up their pipes,
but when they sang they did so with a heartiness and relish that no-one could
deny.
Standing at the top of a flight of stairs leading to another
room, Mariner R. Milton briefly addressed his “mates” and the ladies present.
In the course of a neat little speech he said they not only toiled on the
mighty deep, but in their spare hours cultivated the land. They were there that
night to thank God for the harvest of land and sea. He believed their hearts
were in the right place and full of thankfulness and gratitude, and in proof of
this all the produce would be sent to the Royal Victoria Hospital – an
institution which sorely needed help. They would take an offertory also for the
same institution. Then the boxes were handed round and coins were readily
dropped into them. They weighed quite heavy when the festival was over.
I might say that no songs were allowed; only hymns were
rendered. The room was decorated with nets, fishing lines and hooks, and other
fishing gear. Throughout the day a number of visitors looked in, including
Skipper Nicks, of the Fishermen`s Bethel. On Monday, Capt. R.W. Reed, the
energetic Secretary of the Hospital, visited the scene, and expressed himself
delighted with the magnificent produce. Host George Skinner and his wife worked
hard to make the whole affair the success it proved to be. It is interesting to
learn in connection with this hostelry that hymns are sung here by the
fishermen every Sunday night. We hear a great deal nowadays of public house
reform, Is Mr. Skinner a pioneer? I am giving no opinion as to the propriety of
holding such services on licensed premises, but I do say there was a real note
of genuineness about this festival. The result of the collection amounted to
£4, which included many silver coins.
Folkestone
Express 28-8-1926
Wednesday, August 25th: Before Mr. G.I.
Swoffer, Mr. G. Boyd, Alderman C.E. Mumford, Mr. A. Stace, Dr. W.W. Nuttall,
and Col. Broome-Giles.
Mary Ann Williams was charged with being been drunk
and disorderly on Tuesday, and she pleaded Guilty.
P.C. Finn said that at 9.30 p.m. he was in Beach
Street, when he was called by the landlady of the Wonder public house, to a
woman in the public bar who was creating a disturbance. He went there, and saw
prisoner, who was drunk, having an altercation with a man. He asked her to
leave, and with assistance he ejected her. She went into the Jubilee public
house, where he stopped her being served, and she was ejected. She then went into
the Oddfellows, and became violent, and made use of filthy language. With
assistance he took her to the police station.
Defendant: I am very sorry that it occurred again,
and I hope you will lenient with me.
The Clerk: I think I have heard you say that about
twenty times.
Defendant: I
lost control of my mind.
Do you belong to the Army now? – Yes. I belong to
it still.
The Clerk: I don’t know whether you want the list
of her convictions; it is as long my arm.
Inspector Pittock said the last occasion was on the
7th July last year.
The Clerk: And I think the Army probably got hold
of her again.
Mr. A.D.Z. Holmes (Police Court Missioner) said defendant had had one lapse, and after the numerous number of convictions it was not easy for her to
go straight all at once. If the Magistrates could see their way to be lenient with her he would
interview the Army officials himself. He understood trade had not been very good lately,
and he thought the woman had had a serious temptation.
The Chairman said
the Magistrates were very pleased to hear defendant had not been before them so
frequently this last year or two. They would give her another chance and adjourn the case for a month to see how she
went on, and they hoped she would continue with the Salvation Army, and turn
over a new leaf. She had one more chance.
Defendant was
bound over in the sum of £5 to appear in a month`s time.
Folkestone Herald
28-8-1926
Wednesday, August 25th: Before Mr. G.I. Swoffer,
Mr. G. Boyd, Alderman C. Ed. Mumford, Mr. A. Stace, Dr. W.W. Nottall, and
Colonel P. Broome-Giles.
Mary Ann Williams was charged with being drunk and
disorderly in Radnor Street on Tuesday.
P.S. Thorne said at 9.30 p.m. on Tuesday evening he was in
Beach Street, when he was called to the public bar at the Wonder Tavern.
Prisoner was there, and she was drunk. He asked her to leave, but she refused
to do so. He had her ejected. Prisoner then went to the Jubilee Inn, where he
again had her ejected. Then prisoner went to the Oddfellows Inn, where she
became abusive. He took her into custody.
Prisoner said she was very sorry, and that it would not
occur again.
The Magistrates` Clerk: I have heard you say that twenty
times. Turning to the Magistrates, Mr. Andrew said: You do not want the list of
previous convictions, I suppose? It is as long as my arm.
Mr. A.D.Z. Holmes (the Police Court Missionary) said since
joining the Salvation Army the prisoner had only had one lapse, and that was in
July last year. It was not easy for the prisoner to go straight at once. He
would interview the Salvation Army officials.
The Chairman said the Magistrates were glad to hear that the
prisoner had not been so frequently before them as she used to be. They were
going to give her another chance. The case would be adjourned for one month to
see how she got on. If she behaved herself during that time they would very
probably not punish her. The Magistrates hoped she would continue her
association with the Salvation Army.
Folkestone
Express 7-1-1928
Tuesday, January 3rd: Before Mr. G.I.
Swoffer, Dr. W.W. Nuttall, Alderman C.E. Mumford, Mr. W.R. Boughton, and Col.
Broome-Giles.
John Patrick Flynn, a young married man, was charged
with unlawfully wounding Elvie Flynn, his wife, by stabbing her in the hip with
a knife, in the Fish Market, the previous night.
P.C. Langford said about 9.40 p.m. the previous day he
was in High Street when he saw a woman. From what she said he went with her to
the Fish Market, and to the Jubilee Inn, where he saw the prisoner. He said to
him “Are you the husband of this woman?” The prisoner`s wife was with him. He
said to him “Your wife has previously come to me and said “My husband has stuck
a pen-knife into me””. To that he made no reply. He then said “I shall take you
to the police station, where you will be detained while further inquiries are
made into it”. He then cautioned him, and he replied “I will come along”. At
the police station he searched the prisoner, and among other articles found
upon him the pen-knife, produced. He also had 13s. 2d. in his possession. Later
he was present when the prisoner was charged by Det. Constable Butcher with
inflicting grievous bodily harm upon Elvie Flynn. He replied “I have nothing to
say”.
Dr. William Claude Percy Barrett said about 10.30 p.m.
he examined Mrs. Flynn and found a small wound on the outside of the left hip
about half an inch in length and an eighth of an inch in depth. This was an incised
wound. It had caused bleeding. Her clothes had been pierced by some instrument
agreeing with the site of the injury. The vest was bloodstained. Either blade
of the pen-knife produced might have caused the wound, but it was probably the
smaller one. The injury was not a serious one. The woman was wearing three
thick articles of clothing and more than playful force must have been used to
inflict the wound. The wound was a very trivial one.
Mrs. Elvie Flynn said she was the wife of the prisoner,
and lived at No. 26, Garden Road. Her husband was an Army pensioner, and she
had been married to him about twelve months. On Monday morning he left home
early to draw his reserve pay. He returned home and gave her £1. He went out
again and she remained indoors until 6 p.m., when he had not returned. She went
to the Shakespeare Hotel, and saw him in the bar there. She asked him for more
money for food, and he said he had none. Outside the bar he took from his
pocket two or three Treasury notes and tore them in halves. He then put them
back into his pocket. He attempted to strike her, but she had her pram with her
baby in it,, and she twisted it round so that he could not strike her. They had
two or three words outside the Shakespeare. She then said “Are you going to give
me any money?”, and he walked away along Guildhall Street. Shortly afterwards
she saw him in Foord Road and he walked behind her. When she went home he came
in just after her. She again asked him for money, and he told her he had none.
Her brother and sister-in-law and their child were in the room then. She went
out and obtained some tea and sugar and on her return the prisoner sent a girl
out for some fish and chips for his supper. When she returned with the fish and
chips he had gone out. He came back two or three minutes afterwards. She did
not ask him for money. He just came in the door and walked out. That was about
7.30 or eight o`clock, and her husband went out with her brother, Frank Waller.
Before he left she told him that it was only beer of which he thought when he
had money. He lost his temper. She remained indoors until about nine o`clock,
and then she went down with her baby in the perambulator to the Fish Market.
She opened the door of the Jubilee Inn and saw her husband sitting in the public
bar. She called him out, but he would not come. She stood outside a few
minutes, then called to him again. He did not come so she called out “You can
have beer; come outside and give us money for food”. He came out and she said
“Will you give me some money?”, and he took the notes from his pocket and tore
them into pieces, and he threw them into the road, saying “There it is there”
She said “You silly”, or something to that effect. As she said that he ran for
her to hit her again. Her mother, who had come out of the Jubilee, said “Don`t
hit her”. She started talking about money again. He ran for her and she thought
he was going to punch her. She pulled the latch of the Oddfellows public house,
intending to get away, and half fell, and as she fell she felt something hit
her in the side just above the left hip. Mrs. Skinner and the men in the public
house came to her assistance, one of the men in the public bar catching her.
Defendant struck her a blow and she thought he was striking her with his fist.
Whe he ran her round the pram he said “I will do you in”. She felt the knife
enter her thigh, and she cried out “He has stabbed me”. She put her hand to the
spot and found that it was covered with blood. She saw a policeman, and P.C.
Langford went with her to the Jubilee. Her husband had been drinking, and she
thought he must have been drunk to a certain extent.
P.C. Langford, re-called, said the prisoner appeared to
be perfectly sober when he arrested him.
Prisoner said hearing what his wife said about his mother
he lost his head.
The Chairman then said he would be committed to take
his trial at the next Quarter Sessions.
Prisoner said he did not ask for bail.
Folkestone
Herald 7-1-1928
Local News
A charge of unlawfully wounding his wife by, it was
alleged, stabbing her with a pen-knife, was preferred against John Patrick
Flynn at the Folkestone Petty Sessions on Tuesday.
P.C. Langford said at about 9.30 the previous night he
was in High Street when a woman made a communication to him. He went to the
Jubilee public house in the Fish Market, where he said to prisoner “Your wife
has just come to me and said “My husband has just stuck a pen-knife in me””. To
that he made no reply. Witness then said to him “I shall take you to the police
station where you will be detained while further enquiries are made”. Witness
cautioned him, and he replied “I will come along”. At the police station, among
other articles found on prisoner, was the pen-knife produced. When formally
charged, prisoner replied “I have nothing to say”.
Dr, W.C.P. Barrett, Police Surgeon, said he examined
Mrs. Flynn at the police station, and found a small incised wound on the
outside of the left hip, half an inch in length, and about an eight of an inch
in depth. All the clothing above the wound had been pierced by some instrument.
Either blade of the pen-knife produced might have caused the injury. The wound
was not dangerous. The woman was wearing three thick articles of clothing, and
more than playful force must have been used to inflict it.
Mrs. Elvie Flynn, who gave her address as 26, Garden
Road, Folkestone, said her husband was an Army pensioner. They had been married
12 months. On Monday morning he left home early to draw his Reserve pay, and
returned about 9.30, giving her £1. He then went out again. About 6 p.m., as he
had not returned, she went to the Shakespeare Hotel, where, outside the house
she asked prisoner for more money for food. He took two or three Treasury notes
from his pocket and tore them in halves, and put them back in his pocket. He
then attempted to strike her. She asked him again for money, and he walked away
down Guildhall Street. Shortly afterwards she saw him in Foord Road and he
walked behind her home. When they reached home she again asked him for some
money and he told her he had none. Prisoner went out with her brother about
7.30 or 7.45. In the house they had an argument about money. At about 9 o`clock
she went to the Jubilee Inn, in the Fish Market. She opened the door and called
her husband. He would not come out. A few minutes later she called him again
and said “You can have beer. Come on out and give me money for some food, will
you?” He came out, took the notes from his pocket, tore them into smaller
pieces, and, she thought, threw them into the road, saying “There it is”. He
ran to her again to hit her but her mother, who had come out of the Jubilee,
said “Don`t hit her”. Witness started talking about money again and defendant
ran for her. She thought he was going to punch her. She caught hold of the
latch of the Oddfellows Inn (sic), and as she partly fell he struck her in the
left side. People in the public house came to her assistance. She thought
defendant hit her with his fist. She did not see a knife in his hand. When he
struck her he said “I will do you in”. When she was picked up she put her hand
where the blow landed, and it came away covered in blood. She then found she
had been stabbed. She went and found P.C. Langford. The knife produced belonged
to her husband. Defendant had been drinking and must have been drunk to a
certain extent.
P.C. Langford (re-called) said when arrested prisoner
appeared to be perfectly sober.
The Magistrates then retired for a short period, and
upon their return announced that prisoner would be committed for trial.
Prisoner, who did not ask for bail, said with his wife
saying things about his mother, he lost his head.
Folkestone
Express 28-1-1928
Quarter Sessions
Saturday, January 21st: Before Roland
Giffard Oliver Esq.
John Patrick Flynn, 22, a miner, pleaded Guilty to
maliciously wounding his wife, Elvie, at Folkestone, on January 2nd
last.
Mr. J. Weigall (instructed by Mr. A.F. Kidson, the Town
Clerk) prosecuted, and said the prisoner had pleaded Guilty to stabbing his
wife with a pen-knife outside a Folkestone public house in the Fish Market. The
man was of good character, and the matter seemed to have started by the wife
demanding money from her husband, who, instead of giving her money, went off to
the public house. The prisoner made a statement at the Police Court that he
lost his head because of the observations his wife made about his mother.
Mrs. Flynn was called, and she said her husband was a
miner and a good workman. She and her child had nothing to live upon if her
husband was sent to prison.
The Recorder: Are you afraid of him?
Mrs. Flynn: No, sir. In reply to further questions by
the Recorder, she said it was true she called his mother over something cruel.
The Chief Constable said the trouble seemed to have
been going on for some time. The prisoner came from Wollaston, Staffordshire.
He was educated at Newcastle, Stafford, and the schoolmaster said he was quite
a good boy. He worked in the pits from 14 years of age until March, 1924, when
he joined the Army and served for three years. At the end of that time he
returned to Wollaston with his wife and baby, and they resided with his mother.
He again went to work until August last, when he left of his own accord. While
at Wollaston Colliery he bore a good character. There was no record of any
conviction against him, and nothing was known detrimental to his character. His
wife took out a summons against him at Wollaston for persistent cruelt, which
was to be heard at Burslem on May 17th, 1927, but as there was no
appearance the case was not heard. On two occasions the police had been called
to the house where they lived, but on account of the quarrels taking place in
the house no action could be taken in the case. In the opinion of the police in
Staffordshire the quarrels appeared to have been caused by the idle and dirty
habits of the wife.
Dr. W.C.P. Barrett, in answer to the Recorder, said the
wound was really only a graze. Although the skin was broken it was nothing more
than a scratch.
The Recorder, addressing the prisoner, said he (Flynn)
had been in prison since the incident occurred, and he had had time to think
about it. He was going to give him another chance. He did not know that he
ought to do so because he had a knife. In England they did not like people who
used knives. He was prepared to think from what happened it was a very trivial
use of the knife, resulting in a mere scratch – fortunately for the prisoner.
He was going to give him another chance, as much for his wife`s sake as his
own. He was going to bind him over for two years to be of good behaviour. The
prisoner and his wife must not have these dreadful quarrels in public, or anywhere
else. He was being treated very mercifully. If he went on like that again he
would be brought before him, and be sentenced for what he did on that occasion.
He (the Recorder) advised him to take that as a warning, and try to do better.
The prisoner: Thank you, sir.
Folkestone
Herald 28-1-1928
Quarter Sessions
Saturday, January 21st: Before Roland Oliver
Esq.
John Patrick Flynn, aged 22, a miner, was indicted for,
on January 2nd, at Folkestone, maliciously wounding Elvie Flynn, his
wife. Accused pleaded Guilty, and a written statement was handed to the
Recorder.
At the Police Court hearing of the case it was stated
that prisoner stabbed his wife with a pen-knife outside the Oddfellows Arms
public house, in the Fish Market.
Mr. Weigall, who appeared for the prosecution, said he
was informed that the man was of good character, and the trouble seemed to have
started by the wife demanding housekeeping money. Instead of giving her the
money, he went into a public house. She got him out, and before the Police
Court there was a statement by the prisoner that he lost his head because of an
offensive observation made by the wife about his mother.
Mrs. Elvie Flynn was then called, and in answer to the
Recorder said she would have nothing to live on if her husband was sent to
prison.
The Recorder: Are you afraid of him? – No, sir.
Has he ever done anything of this sort before? – No,
sir.
The Recorder: He says that you said to him on that
evening when you quarrelled “You are like your mother. She is no good to me,
and nor are you”. – I called his mother something cruel, and I had no business
to.
The Chief Constable (Mr. A.S. Beesley) said the trouble
seemed to have been going on for some years; he believed ever since they had
been married. Prisoner was born on November 25th, 1905, at
Newcastle, Stafford, and was educated at a Roman Catholic school and other
places. His schoolmasters said that he was quite a good boy when at school. In
1917 he went to live at Wollaston, and when he was nearly 14 he went to work as
pitboy at Wollaston Colliery. On January 19th, 1923, he became wagon
man in the colliery, where he remained until March 13th, 1924, when
he left of his own accord to join the Army. He served three years and returned
with his wife and baby to live with his mother at Wollaston. He went to work in
the colliery again, and remained there until the end of August last year, when
he left of his own accord to go to Folkestone. While at the colliery he bore a
good character, and no complaint was made about his work. There was no record
of any conviction or anything detrimental to his character. During the time he
was living with his wife and baby and mother, his wife took out a summons
against him for persistent cruelty. This was heard on May 17th,
1927, at Burslem, but as there was no appearance the case was not heard. On two
occasions the police had been called on account of prisoner and his wife
quarrelling in the house, but no action was taken. In the opinion of the police
the trouble appeared to have been caused by the idle, dirty habits and temper
of the wife.
Dr. C. Barrett, Police Surgeon, said technically the
woman had a wound because the skin was broken, but it was nothing more than a
scratch.
Replying to the Recorder, prisoner said he had been in
prison since January 5th.
The Recorder: I am going to give you another chance. I
don`t know that I ought to, because you used a knife, and in England we do not
like people who use knives, but I am prepared to think that from what happened
it was very trivial, and the use of the knife resulted in a mere scratch,
fortunately for you. I am going to give you another chance as much for your
wife`s sake as for your own, because I do not see what good would be done in
sending you to prison. You will be bound over for two years to be of good
behaviour. You wife and you must not have these dreadful quarrels in public or
anywhere else. You are being treated very mercifully.
Folkestone
Express 18-2-1928
Obituary
We regret to report the death of Mr. George Skinner,
the licensee of the Oddfellows Inn, The Stade. The deceased, who was 54 years
of age, had been the licensee of the inn for seventeen years. He was well-known
in Folkestone, and was held in high esteem by the local fishing fraternity and their
families. He assisted in carrying out the Blessing of the Fisheries on an
inspiring scale, and inaugurated the harvest festival at his house, which was
an annual event that created considerable interest, especially amongst the
fishermen. Deceased had not been well for some time, and passed away suddenly,
leaving a widow and three sons to mourn his loss, and with whom great sympathy
will be felt. He was Treasurer of the Sick and Dividend Club, which has a large
membership.
The funeral takes place today (Friday), at noon, at the
Folkestone Cemetery.
Folkestone
Herald 18-2-1928
Obituary
The death took place on Monday at the Oddfellows Inn
(sic), The Stade, Folkestone, of Mr. George Skinner, the proprietor. Widely
known and greatly respected amongst the fishing folk, Mr. Skinner was regarded
almost as a brother, for he was in the habit of associating himself in a large
measure with their calling.
He it was who took part in improving the organisation
of the Blessing of the Fisheries and other movements. The oddfellown Inn was a
regular meeting place of the R.A.O.B.
The late Mr. Skinner himself conceived the idea of
holding a harvest festival at his establishment on a Sunday one every year, and
these were made famous throughout England.
The funeral will take place at Folkestone Cemetery on
Friday at 12 o`clock.
Folkestone
Express 10-3-1928
Adjourned Licensing Meeting
Wednesday,
March 6th: Before Mr. G. I. Swoffer, Mr. A. Stace, Mr. J.H. Blamey, Mr. W. Griffin, Dr. W.W.
Nuttail, and Col. Broome-Giles.
The
licence of the Oddfellows public house, The Stade, was transferred from the
late Mr. George Skinner to Mrs. Florence E. Skinner, the widow.
Folkestone
Herald 10-3-1928
Adjourned Licensing Meeting
Wednesday, March 6th: Before Mr. G.I.
Swoffer, Mr. A. Stace, Mr. J.H. Blamey, Mr. W. Griffin, Dr. W.W. Nuttall, and
Col. P. Broome-Giles.
The Magistrates sanctioned the transfer of the
following licence: Oddfellows Inn, from George Skinner (deceased) to Florence
E. Skinner.
Folkestone
Express 7-4-1928
Wednesday, April 4th: Before Mr. G.I.
Swoffer and other Magistrates.
Mrs. F.E. Skinner applied for the transfer and renewal
of the licence of the Oddfellows Arms, The Stade, and also for the transfer of
the music lience held on the business.
The Bench granted the application.
Folkestone
Herald 7-4-1928
Adjourned Licensing Meeting
The adjourned licensing sessions were held at the
Folkestone Police Court on Wednesday, Mr. G.I. Swoffer presiding.
The Magistrates agreed to the transfer of the
Oddfellows Arms, Radnor Street, to Mrs. Skinner, widow of Mr. George Skinner,
who previously held the licence. At the adjourned licensing session the widow
was granted a protection order in respect of this house. The Bench also agreed
to the transfer of the music licence.
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