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Show THE SPANISH FORK PRESS. SPANISH FORK. UTAH THE LIEUT INTHE ELEARINIT' . A TALE OF THE NORTH COUNTRY IN THE TIME WIGHT OF-SILA- IRVING BACHELLEFL AufHO EBEN XI 12 UP VITH ifcZIE. ETC, ETC coniuxtT WHrrtowtvtKTtw, avmo Continued. I count this one of the grent events mjr youth. I5ut there was a greater one, although it seemed not so at the time of it. A traveler on the road to Ballybecn had dropped his pockctbook containing a large amount of money $2,700 wus the suin, if I remetuher rightly. He was a man who, being Justly suspicious of the banks, bad withdrawn Ids money. Posters announced the loss and the olTer of a large reward. The village was profoundly stirred by them. Searching parties went up the roud stirring its dust aud groping in Its grass and briers for the great prize which was supposed to be lying there. It was said, however, that the quest had, been unSo the lost pockctbook successful. became a treasured mystery of the village and of all the bills and valleys toward Eallybeen a topic of old wives and gabbling husbands at the Preside for unnumbered years. . Ey and by the full terra of school ended. Uncle Peabody catne down to get me the day before Christmas. I had enjoyed my work and my life at the Uuckcts', on the whole, but I was glad to bo going home again. My uncle was In high spirits and there were many packages In the sleigh. A merry Christmas to ye both an may the Lord love ye! said Mr. llackct as he bade us goodby. Every day our thoughts will be going op the tills to your house. The bells rang merrily as we hurried through the swamp In the hard snow paths.. Were gala to move,' said my uncle presently. Weve agreed to get out by the middle o May." How does that happen?" I asked. I settled with Grlmshaw and agreed to go. It It hadnt a been for Wright and Buldwln we wouldn't a got a cent They threatened to bid against him at the sale. So he settled. Were goln to have a new home. Weve bought a hundred an' fifty acres from Abe Leonard, doin to build a new house In the spring. It will be nearer the village. He playfully nudged my ribs with his elbow. Weve had a little good luck, Bart" he vrent on. Ill tell ye what It Is if you. won't say anything about It I promised. I dunno as It would matter much," he continued, but I dont want to do of any braggln. It aint anybodys busi- ness, anyway. An old uncle over In Vermont died three weeks ago and hundred dollars. left us thirty-eigIt was old Uncle Ezra Baynes o' Pled without a chick or Hineshurg. child. Your aunt and me slipped down to Potsdnm an took the stage an went over an got the money. It was more money than I ever see before in my life. We put It In the bank In Potsdam to keep it out o Crlmshaws hands. I wouldnt trust that man as fur as you could throw a bull by the ht tall." It was a 'cold, clear night, and when we reached home the new stove wn snapping with the heat In Its firebox and the pudding puffing In the pot and old Shop dreaming In the chimney comer. Annt Peel cave me a hue nt the door, Shep barked and leaped to my shoulders. Why, Bart! Youre growln like a weed aint ye? nves ye be. my annt said os she stood and looked at me. Set right down here an warm done all the chores ye ayes I I ayes l" How wa-and comfortable was the dear old room with those beloved fares In It. I wonder If paradise Itself can seem more pleasnat to me. I have had the best fowl this world ran provide. In my time, but never anything that 1 ate with a keener relish than the r pudding and milk and bread and nnd cheese and pumpkin pie which Aunt Pee gave us that night. Supper over, I wiped the dishes for my annt while Uncle Ienhody went cut to feed and water the horses. Then we sat down in the genial warmth vh'le I told the story of my life In the busy town. ns they called It. Y.hnt pride and attention they gave hi- - then! My fine clothes and the story of haw I had como by them taxed my Ingehut-te- nuity somewhat, although not Improperly. 1 had to be careful not to let tlieii know thnt I hail been ashamed of the homemade suit. They somehow felt the truth about It and a little alienee followed the story. Then Aunt peel drew her chair near me and touched my hnir very gently and looked Into my face without speaking. Ayes I I know, she said presently, In a kind of caressing tone, wpli a touch of sadness iu It. They nlut used to course homespun stuff down there In the village. They made fun n ye oldn't they, Hurt? 'I dont on re about that," I assured them. ' The mind's the measure of ' the qunteil, remembering tile hues the Scauto.' had repeuted to me. , 1 Of HOLDEN. DRI AND I. DARREL OP THE BLESSED ISLES, ICEEPI.N0 CHAPTER S feoaua "Thats sound! Uncle Peabody exclaimed with enthusiasm. Aunt Peel toon my hand In hers and surveyed It thoughtfully for a moment without speaking. You ain't go'n to have to suffer thnt way no more," she said In n low tone. We're goln to be more corof table ayes. Yer uncle thought we better go West, but I couldnt bear to go off so fur an' leave mother nn father an sister Susan an' all the folks we loved loyln hero In the . ground alone I want to lay down with em by nn by an wait for the sound o the trumpet ayes! mebbe It'll be for thousands o years eyes I" To our astonishment the clock struck twelve. Hurrah 1 It's merry Christmas I" ing good will and found their owners. I have never forgotten bow Uncle dates chased Aunt Minerva around the house with a wooden snake cunningly carved and colored. I observed there were many things on the tree which bad not been taken down when we younger ones guttered up our wealth and repaired to Aunt Deels room to feast our eyes upon it and compare our good fortune. The women and the big girls rolled up their sleeves and went to work with Aunt Deei preparing the dinner. The gient turkey and the chicken pie wero made ready und put in the oven and the potutoes aud the ouious and the winter squash were soon boiling in their pots on the stovetop. Meanwhile the children were playing la my aunt's bedroom and Uncle illrum and Uncle Jubez were pulling sticks in a coruer while the other men sat tipped against the wull watching aud making playful comments all save my Uncle Peabody, who-watrylug to touch his heud to the floor and then straighten broomstick." up with the aid In the midst of it Auut Dcel opened the front door nnd old Kate, the Silent oman, entered. To.my surprise, she w ore a decent-lookindress of .gray homespun cloth and a white cloud looped over her head and eurs and tied uround her neck and a good pair of boots. "Merry Chrlsmns I" we all shouted. She smiled and uodded her head and sat down In the chair which Unde Peabody had placed for her at the 6tove side. Aunt De'el took the cloud off her heud while Kate drew her mittens newly knitted of the best yarn. Then my aunt brought some stockings and a shawl from the tree and laid them on the lap of old Kate. Wlmt a silence fell upon us as we saw tears coursing down the cheeks of tills lonely old woman of the countryside tears of Joy, doubtless, for God knows how Ion It bad been since the poor, abandoned soul bad seen a merry Christmas and -hared its kindness. 1 did not fall to observe how clean her face nnd hnnds looked I She was greatly changed. She took my baud as I went to her side nnd tenderly caressed It A gentler smile came to her face than ever I had seen upon it. The old stern look returned for a moment as she held one finger aloft in a gesture which only I and my Aunt Dcel understood. We knew it signalized a peril and a mystery. That I should have to meet it, semewhere up the hidden pathway, I had no doubt whatever. "Dinners ready! exclaimed the cheerful voice of Aunt Deel. s of-th- e g us till ayes! She's goln to stay with tomorrow." Good Idee!" said Uncle Peabody. So I took the money out of tlnJr hands and went In and gave it to the Slb-uWoman. Thats your present from me, I said. IIow can I forget how she held my faarm against her with that loving, woman a of motion miliar, rocking who is soothing a baby at her breust reand kissed my coat sleeve? She winthe to leased my arm nnd. turning nnd dow, leaned her bend upon Its sill thickhad dusk The shook with subs. ened. As I returned to my sent hy the stove I could dimly see her form We ugulnst the light of the window. sat In silence for a little while. Then Uncle Peabody rose nnd got a candle and lighted It nt the hearth. I held the lantern while Uncle Peacows body fed the sheep nnd the two win-te- i these chore n and milked slight days. Ynj and I ore to go off to bed purty early. lie said as we were going back Yer Aunt Deel wants to the house. to see Kate alone and git her to talk If she can. I dunno hut shell swing buck Into this world agln," said Unde Peabody when we had gone up to our little I guess all she needs Is to be toom. treated like a human bein. Yer Aunt Deel an I couldnt git over tlilnklu o what she done for you thnt night in the ol burn. So I took some o yer Bunt's good clothes to her nn a pair o boots nn asked her to come to Chrlsmus. She lives In n little room over the blacksmith shop down to mill. I told her Id como after her with the cutter but she shook hei head. I knew shed rather wc.k. He was yawning as he spoke und soon we were both asleep under the shingles. t But-ttrficl- said Uncle Tenbody as he Jumped to Ids feet and began to sing of the little Lord Jesus. We joined him while he stood beating time with his right hand after the CHAPTER XII. fushlon of a singing master. Off with yer boots, friend I" he exThe Thing and Other Things. claimed when the stanza was finished. I returned to Mr. Buckets house We dont have to set up and watch late in the afternoon of New Years like the shepherds. day. The schoolmaster was lying on a We drew our hoots on the chair big lounge in a corner of their front round with hands clasped over the room with the children about him. The k net how familiar Is the process, and dusk was falling. seen more In bulf than Ihaven't it yet Welcome, my laddie buck 1" he a century 1 I lighted a caudle and as I entered. "Were telling scampered upstairs iu my stocking o the old year an youre Just stories feet, Uncle Pcubody following close in time for the Inst o them. Sit down, and slapping my thigh as if my pace lad, and God give ye patience I It'll were not fast enough for him. In the soon be over. midst of our skylarking the candle After supper be got out his boxing tumbled to the floor and I hud to go nnd gave me a lesson in the art gloves back to the stove and relight it. In which, I was soon of How good it seemed to be back In to learn, he was highly accomplished, Then what a stirring of chairs and for we had a few rounds the old room under the shingles 1 The together heat of the stovepipe had warmed its feet as we sat down nt the table. Old every day after thnt. He keenly enhospitality. joyed this form of exercise nnd I soon Its been kind o lonesome here," began to. My capacity for takiug punsold Uncle Peabody as he opened the N ishment without flinching grew apace . Vv i 1 window. always let the wind come nnd before long I got the knack of Iu to keep me company it gits so countering and that pleased him more worm. even than my work In school, I have Ye can't look at yer stockin ylt," sometimes thought said Auut Peel when I came downGod bless ye, boy! he exclaimed stairs about eight oclock, hating slept one day after I had landed heavily on through chore time. I remember it bis cheek, yeve a nice way o sneakin' was the delicious aroma of frying ham in with yer right Ive a notion ye and buckwheat cakes which awoke me ; n.ay find It useful some day. and who wouldnt rise and shake off I wondered a little why he should the clouk of slumber on a bright, say that, and while I was wondering cold w inter morning with such provohe felled me with a stinging blow on cation? my nose. This ain't no common Chrismas Ah, my lad theres the best thing I tell ye, Aunt Peel went on.' "Santa I Lave seen ye do get up nn come Claus wont git .here short o noon 1 back with no mnd in ye," he said as he wouldnt wouder ayes I gave me his hand. About eleven oclock Uncle Ilirara One day the schoolmaster called the and Aunt EIlzu and their five children older boys to the front seats iu his arrived with loud and merry greetings. room and I among them. Then came other aunts and uncles and Now, boys, Im going to ask ye cousins. With what noisy good cheer whnt ye want to do In the world," ho the men entered the house after they sold. Dont be afraid to tell me whnt had put up their horses I remember ye may never have told before and Ill bow they laid their hard, heavy hands do what I can to help ye." on my head and shook It a little as For some months I had been studythey spoke of my stretehin up" or ing a book Just puhllshed, entitled, gave me a playful slap on the shoulder nnd had "Stenographic Sound-Hand,- " nn ancient token of good will the learned Its alphabet and practiced the first form of the accolade, I fancy. use of It That evening I took down What Joyful good humor there was In the remarks of Mr. Hacket in sound-hanFrom for Claus Santa Bartl" those simple men and women enough to temper the woes of a city If it could Kate sat by the side of my aunt and The nondemy chapel was crowded have been applied to their relief. They w were all surprised at her good man- with the older boys nnd girls nnd the stood thick around the stove warming ners. tcwnfolk. The master never clipped themselves and taking off Its griddles We Jested and laughed nnd drank his words In school as he was wont to and opening its doors and surveying It eider nnd reviewed the years history do when talking familiarly with the inside and out with much curiosity. nnd nte as only they may eat who have children. "Now for the Christmas tree," said big hones nnd muscles and the vitality Since the leaves fell our little Uncle Peabody ns he led the way Into of oxen. I never taste the flavor of has occupied the center of the our, best room, where a fire was burn- sage nnd currant Jelly or hear a hearty stage before on ahdlence of millions ing In the old Franklin grate. Come laugh without thinking of those holl-dn- y In the grent theater of congress. Our on. boys nn girls." dinners in the old log house on lending citizen the chief actor has What a wonderful sight was the Rnttlernad. been crowned with Immortal fame. We we had had Christmas tree the That Christmas brought me nothing w ho watched the play were thrilled hy In our house a fine sprending balsam bettor than those words, the memory the query: Will Uncle Snm yield to loaded with presents! Uncle IHruin of which Is one of the tallest towers in temptation or cling to honor? He has Jumped into the air and clapped his that long avenue of my past dawn chosen the latter course nnd we may feet together and shquted : "Hold me, which I hnve been looking these many still hear the applause In distnnt galsomebody, or Ill grab the hull tree days. About nil you can do for a hoy, leries heyond the sen. Ho has decided eu rim away wish it." worth while, Is to give him something thnt the public revenues must be paid Uncle Jahez held one foot In both good to remember. In honest money. hands before him and Joyfully hopped My friend nnd classmate, George The day had turned dark. The temaround the tree. perature had risen nnd the uir was Bancroft, the historian, has written These relatives had brought their dank nnd rhllly. The men began to this letter to me out of n full heart, (TO BE CONTINUED.) family gifts, some days before, to he hlleh up their horses. hung on Its branches. The thing that So, bne hy one, the sleighloads left Poor Widow Gives Mite. caught my eye wus a big silver watch us with cheery good-h.v- s and n grindwere only four sucks, wnshPd They a one to chain by long golden hanging ing of runners and a Jingling of bells. of the boughs. Uncle Peabody took It When the Inst had gone Uncle Pea- and pieced together hy patient fingers down and held It nldft by the chain, body nnd I went Into tlio house. Aunt and then fashioned into undergarments. Around the neck of each was so that none should miss the sight, say- Deel snt by the stove, old Kate by the window looking out nt the fulling dusk. a crocheted edge made from the ing: "From Santa Claus for Bart 1" string with which the sacks had been How still the house seemed! sewed. A poorly dressed woman A murmur of admiration ran through one "There's I I said N thing forgot." the company which gathered around ns I proudly took out of my wallet the brought them Into the department of trern-I'l'mr me as I held the trensure In my six bills which I had earned refuge clothing of the Red Cross as hands. by working Saturdays nnd lmndod her widows inlte.-I- t y This Is for Bart, too, Uncle Isnt much, she said, as she unthree of them to my aunt and three to did the bundle, but it Is oil I had. nnd shouted ns be look down a bolt my uncle, saying: of soft blue cloth and laid It In my n That Is my Christmas present to 1 hope It will he of use to some arms. Now theres somethin thnts you. I earned It myself." woman who may ftave less than Jest about ns slick ns n kitten's ear. I remember so well their astonish- 1 hnve. Feel of It. It's for n suit o' clothes. ment nnd the trembling of their hands Come utl the way from Burlington. nnd the look of their fucos. Dunner und Blitzen. Now get-nthere. Youve got your Its grand ayes!" Aunt Deel said Editor Charles Hanson Towne of loud. In a low tone. New York looked tip from a newspaper I moved out of the way In a hurriShe rose In n moment and beckoned account of the magnificent American cane of merriment. It was his one to me and my uncle. We followed her victories on the Marne. great day of pride nnd vanity. He dlu through the open door to the other Wo. derful said Mr. Towne, nnd not try to conceal them. room. his eyes shone. "Our troops are lightThe other presents (loafed for n mo'Til toll ye what Id do," she whis- ning trained, und they do th indering ment in this Irresistible tide ol laugh pered. Td give em to ol Kate well 1" 1 vll-lo- ge fit cne-doll- Tea-bod- Bel-gln- p 1 Kindergarten Helps for Parents opportunity for teaching reT(R lo the home In the case of the The parent must ih0!! parents. spect for them. Then every chi should bo token to tench th cJ? dren how to serve them, by tori them steps, by, paying them Uttu ? The child when taking tentlons. walk cun bring home flower V! grandmother or shells from the w! He can see that gruniifutiZ shore. Ims the newspaper In the atomiZ The child should leurn to rise Id THE STORY OF THE LOAF presence There Is an old tale In the Non, which ages ago gnve an NEWMAN. legends S. By CARRIE In a prim! maple In grim fashion. n kitchen Is hut little five the boy was carving a ru standing hy Mary Ills father links hint : y, table watching her mother deftly howl. knead bread. May I make n loaf all what dost thou fashion this bovi Tills Is like the bon lie answers: by myself some day?" she asked. Do you think you could make a thou hast set before granddad, loaf of bread all by yourself, dar- may not sit nt the hoard with nabtt Is put in a corner and must eat tk ling?" was mother's reply. said Mary. food all from the same "Why yes. mother Tv watched you so often, I know am curving this bowl fo; thee, fathrt Just how to do It, nnd I am nearly to use w hen thou shnlt lie old and In the corner like granddad." nine years old, you know." Not only the grandparents, bat it "Very well, daughter, some day you shall try to mnke u loaf all by your- aged und helpless pefple should self." treated with reverence by adults. Tit A few weeks inter a letter from children can thus bo Taught to grandma called mother away from upon those who need help with sporlii home for n day or two, and Mary be- Interest, and with respect for tho "Now." who, though feelde In body, are iups came a proud housekeeper. sold she to herself, as she hung up rlor In ago nnd dignity. How promjij the after wiping the cups. happy a small boy or girl Is apt to bt I'll make n loaf of bread nnd surprise when nllowed to help a blind msi IIow dellghtd father. across the street! But when she went to scoop some when permitted to help gnmdfuths (tour out of the flour barrel she found or grandmother ns they ure lieglnalq It completely empty. There wiis nothto walk after nn Illness! D-- t ui. ing to do hut to go to the grocers. courage In the child this foiling "Good evening, Mr. Smith. Did pride combined with reverence, am mother order flour?" Mary Inquired ns expand It until It takes In nil thus the grocer turned to wait on her. who are helpless, aged, or In need Grocer Out of Flour. The following story mny sene s "I'm very sorry. replied the grocer, further Illustration. On a certain but I am Just out of flour. I wont cnslon the theater nt Athens ts have any until the miller sends It." crowded to overflowing and not a snt Mary looked quite crestfallen ns she was left vnennt In the vast nmphltb She did so ter, when behold down the sloping walked up the street. want to mnke n loaf of bread. But rows of seats there came nn old dim. promptly n light sprang Into her eyes looking here nnd there and there and and she quickened her steps, snylng: here, but looking In vnln for a plan Ill g to the miller and get some At Inst he came near the seats re flour from him." served for the most distinguished She know exactly where the tall mill guests. Here snt ambassadors fra: flood on the outskirts of the village, where old age wus treated Sparta, for she had often watched the dusty with the very greatest respect millers throwing the hngs of flour Into scon ns they saw the old tuna they the big drays, or loitered to listen to rose In n body to give him a seat Ta the noisy machinery Inside. But to- spectators cheered nnd cheered ngnli day the wheels were still nnd the usu- to the echo. Then snld the Spartans ally busy miller stood with arms foldThe Athenians too seem to know hoi ed In the big doorway. Good eve- to treat the aged, but they do nut seen Ive to ning, Mr. Miller," said Mary. what they know." Is that come to see If you will sell me n lit-ti- p notpractice here a lesson that we may taka flour. The grocer 1ms none nnd I heart? want to mnke a loaf of bread." I'm very sorry, said the miller, gazOIL SOL TO MAKE ing curiously Into the eager little face, EASY I hnve no flour, nnd I cant make if any until the farmer brings me some Processes That Simplify Problem Without Injuring whent to grind." Tranzportation Its Value as Fuel. After thinking the matter over for a few seconds Mnry looked up brightly Oil can be mnde permanently soil and asked : If I get some wheat from the farmer nnd bring It to you, will with comparative ease. There are nt morons processes some patented, oth you grind It Into flour for me?" Indeed I will," an Id the miller. ers supposed to he secret for accom But the farmer had to refuse her pllshlng this result; nnd the reason also. It's too had." he said, "I have they are not employed Is that as of no whent ready to he ground. And rule It Is more convenient to have Is this pointing to a field near by. he added: In Its liquid state. Especially tnon "That whent will he ready In a few so todny, when oil Is ninny times ago. days, hut It must drJnk in more sun- valuable than It wus some years wen shine nnd rain before It will be ripe when most of these processes Review. enough to cut and thresh ready for talked of. snys the Mexican th the miller. By the heating of the oil nnd know well n of substitute Mary turned toward home, a very admixture Whnt a lot nnd very common, ns well ns ohesf disappointed little girl. of people have to work together, nnd the oil was quickly converted" Into how long it takes Just to make a loaf substance which, when cold, took n solid form. In order thnt this fors of brendl she thought. As she was pnsslng the millers cot- should be permanent It was nccessan of lb' tage, which stood In a pretty gnrden to add, during the latter part onothr of n small quantity just opposite the mill, to her surprise mixing, the miller's wife appeared In the door well known nnd cheap article, know If this was proper!? Are you the little ns hinder." nnd called out: th girl who came to ine mill to buy some done, the oil, on cooling, assumedconk flour?" form of a permanent solid; It Ye, said Mnry, I wnnted some be cut Into bricks, blocks or sllw t j make a loaf of bread to surprise ray nnd when burned In a furnace didnaffa melt, hut retained Its solid form father," consumed. Finds Enough for a Loaf. All varieties of crude oil. nnd mv "Well," said the kind wotnnn, "I hnve n little flour left In my barrel products, could be so trentod. Lamp nnd will give you enough to mnke a oil thnt had undergone this proc loaf." nnd hud been solidified, could he th: "Oh. will you! cried Mary. reI'll up afterward Into small slices Ilnhtlnf turn it when we get ours. And her were exceedingly hnndy for feet fairly danced along the road ns fires, boiling n kettle and other opt' she carried home the coveted pack- ntlons for which only a limited a1110"! of flame and heat was required. age. At luncheon next day when father large blocks of solid crude oil cm11 locumoH helped himself to n slice of fresh he used with advantage ns test tn a nnd ; bread, he exclaimed: "Fresh bread, or other furnace fuel nnd mother away Where did It come on a British express train was entire from?" Marys face was a picture. ly satisfactory, the Journey being "Guess, father." she said. After men- complished on this fuel to scltedw tioning several of the neighbors: time with the greatest case. Surely you didnt make It ! he cried. Yes, I did," replied a Joyous little WHALING INDUSTRY OF TODAY voice. All hy yourself? questioned fa- Norwegians Have Wrested Sup",c!' ther. From the British, Who Had Hen "No-o.said Mnry. I used to think It for Many Years. I could do It all alone, but so many more people, ns well os the sunshine The most expert whalers today nnd the rain nnd the wind, huve to ago the Norwegians. , Many years hi Ip." ; Ish whalers were supreme, hut "Yes," agreed father, and God, also, shortslght and meanness to the who Is the greatest helper nnd giver or the government, which wlth'lre of nil. wlilch had been paid w A lmppy light radiated Marys little bounties Industry, face as she thought of all she hml to encouragement of tho fell whalers British of number tell mother about making bread, when In cour of pounds millions we lost she came hahk from grandma's. She .w quenoc. did hope thut would he soon I The most successful whaling 0 Just now Is the South Atlantic.1 HOW TO TEACH REVERENCE neighborhood of South Georg South Shetlands, and tho South FELIX ADLER. By whulcra neys. The use of steam Increase, enormous One of the defects of Amcrlcnn life, produced nn whale which Is becoming more nnd more no- whereas tn 1000 only 183 Mimd. ticeable, Is the lack of reverence caught In tho Antarctic totni the were 7.510 caught, evinced hy children nnd young peo- year . How can this fault he over- ue of the products being ple. or barrels 208,000 than fewer No come? One of the first points to retnemher valued nt 1.010,000. were Is that the parent himself or her- wltnles; the hone fetched p In addition self must show reverence In order to tho guano 2,001. teach It. No word of mouth, no pre- were 2,011 sen elephants and -- ' leopards killed, valued nt cept 's ns forceful as example. Let me Illustrate. There is striking London Issued the Pepnrtsnrsit ol th Interior, Uureau ol Lducaiian and th Motional Kbtderiaritn Association A rrielrs dl-- 1 tea-tow- 1 1 1 H.-'l-- . '" Tlt-BIt- 111 |