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“I hope," said the cautious old magistrate, “ that no one will be tempted by its amount to swear away the life of some innocent person. Large as it is, however, you see that it has failed as yet to bring any one forward with a particle of information.”

Now, old George Lombard had been somewhat eccentric in his habits and manners. Some of these eccentricities bad descended to his daughter. It will not astonish any one, therefore, to learn what passed between Madeline and old Squire Waller. After going over the meagre array of facts that had been elicited by the inquest, and after arguing between them the feasibility of increasing the reward, Madeline resumed

"I have come at last to the conclusion," she said, " that something extraordinary must be done, and I will do it for the sake of my father. You kuow, Mr. Waller,"continued she, blushing at what she was about

“the large number of bachelors, young and old, that have of late years sought my hand, some perhaps, for my own sake, but a great many, I fear, for the sake of the fortune and estate to which I am heiress. There are others, too, who I suppose would wish to enter the lists only that they are deterred by poverty. You may now circulate it amongst them all, rich and poor, that to the man who will be successful in bringing the murderer of my father to justice, I will give my hand and fortune! This, before you, a magistrate of the county, I vow most solemnly and truly to perform !"

Old Squire Waller endeavoured by every means in his power to dissuade her from keeping her vow, but it was all to 10 purpose. Madeline Lombard's resolve was taken, and the affair was soon spread through the country. As may be supposed, the search after the murderer became now more diligent and active in a tenfold degree, but it was still fruitless. Madeline, since the death of her father, often thought of her absent cousin, Harry Godsall, and wished him at home, for she knew, bad as he was, that he would make himself more active than all the others in the search.

Her wish was strangely granted, for about six weeks after the murder, Harry Godsall came home. He seemed much changed and darkened by the foreign clime, but he came like a gentleman, dressed well, and apparently with plenty of money. He said that he had purchased bis discharge, and come home to lead thenceforth a steady life. Harry was soon established in the country mansion of the Lombards, and of course, was soon most indefatigably engaged in the search for the murderer.

Now, our town is and was always remarkable for strange characters. Among the strangest of them all was old Peg. Tressy, the fairywoman. She had a most astonishing knowledge of herbs, and their properties, and was famed through the wide country round as a most successful doctress. Her home was in one of the deserted cloisters of the huge old abbey beside the river, and there she usually received her patients with an amount of mystery that added not a little to her fame amongst the peasantry and towns. people.

One night about a fortnight after the return of Harry Godsall, that worthy and old Peg Trassey were holding secret council together in the ancient cloister. a long and mysterious consultation, and related to the murder.

“ You saw him, then," said Harry Godsall, with a dark look of intelligence at the fairy woman, as he rose to depart; you saw him coming out of the window with the knife in his hand, and climbing down the leaden pipe at the back of the house ?"

“I did," answered Peg Trassey, with a sinister look in return.

“ And you will swear to it ?” said Harry.

" That will I," answered Peg, as sure as there is a fairy in Lisbloom !”

“ Then,” said Harry Godsall, as he moved to the door of the cloister, “ the reward will be doubled, Pegyes, and doubled again, not counting the sum I shall give you when all is settled. Good night, and remember!"

“Remember !” exclaimed Peg Trassey, when he was gone. “ As sure as there's an angel in Heaven I will. I heard you talking to yourself," continued she," when you thought there was no one near the other night under the town wall; an', mo bron! 'tis remember your words, an' the reward you were to give me! I'll not forget it word for word till the day o' my death!” and she poured out from a small earthen pot a steaming jorum of tea, which was in those days both a rarity and luxury among the poor, and began to refresh herself. Swear it, inyah !” added she, as she , finished her cup, walked over to one of her secret closets, and brought forth a long clasp knife all stained and encrusted with blood—“ Faith I will. I can safely swear above board that I saw him coming out o' the window in the dead o' night with this knife dripping red in his bloody hand, and also how he dropped it in the weeds, climbing over the garden wall, and couldn't find it. But I found it, an' will keep it till the day o' trial. Then those who think money and villany can gain the day will see truth stepping forrid, horse an' foot, an' winning the battle !"

Next day half a troop of yeomen-cavalry left our town under the command of Harry Godsall and old Squire Waller, and proceeded in the directiou of Brian Connell's house After an absence of about two hours they returned with Richard Connell, a prisoner between them, and accused of the murder of old George Lombard. The same evening a meeting of the surrounding magistrates was held in the town. Several men who had been in the faction fight on the evening of the fair were brought before them by Harry Godsall. They proved to the manner in which Dick Connell had threatened old George Lombard. After some other evidence brought forward by Harry Godsall, who said that other and more important facts would be forthcoming at the proper time, Dick Connell was there and then committted by the over-zealous magistrates for the wilful murder of George Lombard, Esquire, and was next diy sent off under the guardianship of the yeomen-cavalry to the county jail, there to await his trial.



Strange to say, notwithstanding all this, Madeline soner, after she had greeted him with all due solempersisted in believing Dick Connell innocent of the ter- nity. rible crime with which he was charged.

“I am not afraid of death," answered Dick Connell

, “ Take care,” she said to Harry Godsall, “that you “but still I am afraid of dying with the stain of murare not acting over hastily in the matter. I know them der on my name. I am innocent, Peg, and God will all well, and I am persuaded that Richard Connell would show it yet, perhaps, when I am cold in my grave." not injure a hair of my poor father's head.”

“ I know it,” said Peg; “an' its only natural that “I thought, Madeline,” answered her cousin with you would fear dying with the stain of blood upon your something of a sneer on his lip, “that you would be the

What would you give to a person who would last person to hold back, after all that has occurred. prove you innocent to judge, jury, an' the world, an' When the day of the trial comes you will see to your put the chain o' the law upon the guilty afore the eyes surprise that he is guilty, for I am now on the track of o' them all ?” witnesses that will prove him so.”

I have not much to give." answered Dick Connell “May God defend the innocent, at all events," pur- eagerly. “I have only the small farm allowed me by sued Madeline. “I tell you, Harry, again, to take my father. That I will sell, and give the proceeds of care, however. You know the ill-will you bear the it to the one who will do as you say !" Connells, and this may have led you to aet too hastily “ Richard Connell," said the fairy woman solemnly, towards them.”

“ do you remember one day, when you were but a little “ As for me," answered her cousin,

that affair you

boy,that you found me lying by the roadside in a burning allude to is past and gone, and you know I am a dif- fever? Do you remember how you ran and told your ferent man now. I bear them no ill-will. But I want parents, an' how your father got a little but built for justice to be done on the head of the guilty. Mean- me in the corner o' one of bis fields; and how ali time, Madeline, when all is over, and the murderer through my raging sickness you an' yours tended me brought to justice for his crime, I shall then remind you and fed me as if I was their own blood-relation? I of the promise you made before old Tom Waller." don't forget it, at any rate, an' I am now come to do you

“I have made my vow," answered Madeline quietly, a good turn-10 save your life an' punish the guilty!" i 6 and I will perform its conditions, come what may !" “Wbo is guilty of the deed ?” asked Dick Connell, “ That is all I want,” said Harry, and an hour after

with wild eagerness. wards he was riding out of the town towards their “No matter," answered Peg. “I'll prove you innocountry mansion, with a dream in his head of a fine

cent anybow; but you must first write me a letter to estate, a splendid bride, and prosperity for evermore. the young lady o' Castle Lombard, saying that you had

About a week before the assizes came on Peg Trassey, no part in that deed, an' that God will raise you the fairy-woman, presented herself before the hall-door up a witness on the day o'trial that will put the felon's of old Squire Waller, and demanded an audience of chain around the four bones o' the murderer! Here is that wine-drinking and jovial dignitary.

pen, ink, an' paper," and she produced the latter arti“ Well, Peg,” said the squire, “what do want? Is cles from the capacious sleeve of her red gown. it going to lodge information against the fairies you On the evening of next day Madeline Lombard reare?”

ceived from the hands of Peg Trassey the following “ Wisha, faith it isn't," answered Peg; “but I want short letter, written by Richard Connell, strictly accorda small bit o' writing from your honour."

ing to the directions of the fairy-woman : “Perhaps," said the squire, who was always jocose with Peg, “it is a lease of the old cloister or the whole

" MADAM, abbey you want from me ?”

"I pray you to excuse my boldness in “It is not, then,” returned Peg, doggedly. “It's addressing you. I am innocent of the murder of your only Brian Connell sent me to your honour for an order. father : but when the day of the trial comes on, with He wants to see his son."

the help of God, I will undertake to bring to justice the “And why did he not come himself ?” asked the real murderer, in which case it will be far from one in squire.

my humble position to remind you of the vow you made “Becaise, your honour,” answered Peg," after the before Squire Waller. disgrace an’ burning shame that has been brought upon “I have the honour to be, l’is family by his misfortunate son, he doesn't like his

“Madam, with profound respect, yours, face to be seen by any o' the gentlemen that know him."

“ RICHARD CONNELL," “Well,” said the squire, " I suppose I must give it,” and he wrote an order to the governor of the county The day of the trial at last came, and as a matter jail to admit its bearer to the cell of poor Dick Connell. of course, our county court was crowded by rich and Instead, however, of proceeding to the house of Brian poor from the whole country round. Richard Connell Connell with the order, Peg Trassey immediately set off was placed in the dock, and his pale face showed the on foot for the city, and presented the order at the jail sufferings he had undergone alone in his felon cell; but herself. She was admitted to Dick Connell's cell, at the same time his eye was bright and his demeanour -“ Arn't you afraid of dying ?" asked she of the pri- calm, so that the spectators could trace in his looks no

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sign of fear for the result of his trial. Madeline Lom- crime. It came out on the trial how he had leagued bard sat at the judge's right hand to witness the pro- himself with the tinkers, in order to come unobserved ceedings; and Harry Godsall, who had to aid in pro- into our town, and how also he had deserted from his ducing the witnesses, was stationed near the spot allotted regiment, with various other particulars unnecessary to to the latter while giving their evidence. The prelimi- mention. nary evidence, the threat uttered by Dick Connell at And Madeline Lombard - did she keep her vow ? the faction fight, with other incidental things, were gone She did ; and since the foundation-stone of our town through, greatly, in the mind of judge and jury, to the was laid, there was never seen such a wedding as took prejudice of the prisoner, when at last the crier called place on the occasion of her marriage with Dick Conout in a loud voice the name of Margaret Trassey, and nell a twelvemonth or so afterwards. On that dayordered her to come forward and give her testimony. from what cause I cannot explain-perhaps some great You might have heard a straw drop in the court, all doctor or optician might take the trouble of examining were then so silent, for they knew that it was upon her the matter-I saw at least four brides aud four bridetestimony the final result of the trial depended. grooms at the ceremony, with innumerable repetitious

“Here I am, my lord,” said Peg, as she stepped up of the same objects, as I walked hilariously along the to the witness-table and looked proudly on the judge.

I know it could not be the number of chickens After she had complied with the usual preliminaries, I ate at the wedding-breakfast that caused it. All I the judge asked her to go over her evidence. In a clear, can say about the matter is, that I retired to bed in distinct, voice, she then told how on the night of the the evening, slept for a time soundly-woke again with murder she had gone gather a certain herb which she a feeling of thirst and a slight headache; then fell asleep could find nowhere but on the garden-wall at the back and dreamt that our lake had at last arisen in its might of the Lombard mansion ; how, as she stood beneath and submerged the town, and that I was in the centre the shadow of the wall, she heard a noise at the back of the cool water swilling away at it to my heart's conof the house, and on looking up beheld the murderer in the moonlight coming forth from a window with a knife in his hand—both hand and knife apparently bloody ;

DR. JENNER'S RESEARCHES IN how he climbed down the leaden pipe that led by the window, and how he clambered over the garden wall


NATURAL HISTORY. and disappeared, but not before she had seen face ; in FEELING a great veneration for the memory of the celefine, that she knew him well.

brated man whose name stands at the head of this page, “ Point him out!” said the judge, and the rod was and having taken some trouble to make ourselves acimmediately put into her hand by one of the officials of

quainted with his private and professional character, we the court.

feel much pleasure in submitting the snbjoined biograThe fairy-woman paused a moment, looked at prisoner, phical sketch to the readers of the HIBERNIAN MAGAZINE. judge, and crowded court, and then stepping forward a Edward Jenner was born on the 17th of May, 1749, pace, laid the rod upon the head of Harry Godsall ! at Berkeley in Gloucestershire. His father, the Rev.

“ What ipsane trick is this ?" said the judge sternly, Stephen Jenner, was rector of Rockhampton, and his while the whole court rose in astonishment, and Harry mother was a Miss Head, daughter of the Rev. Heory Godsall fell back in his seat shaking with terror.– Head, who at one time held the living of Berkley. “ Woman," continued his lordehip, "you were brought Edward was the youngest of three brothers, and his into this court to give testimony to the truth-beware father having died in the year 1754, his eldest brother, now how you tamper with us !"

Stephen, took charge of him when he was only five “I am giving true evidence, my lord," answered Peg years old. In three years afterwards he was sent to Trassey. “I saw the murderer climb over the garden school, and placed under the care of the Rev. Dr. wall. In doing so he let fall his knife, returned for it, Washbourne at Cirencester, wbere he made considerabla lut could not find it. But I found it, my lord, after progress, and soon began to evince a great taste for the he was gone, in a bunch of weeds where I saw it drop. study of Natural History. Whilst bis schoolfollows spent Here is the knife, you can look for yourself who is the their recreation hours in play or amusement, little owner of it!" and she handed the weapon to the judge. Jenner employed his time in seeking objects connected His lordship took it in bis hand and examined it care- with natural history, such as fossils, flowers, birds’-nests, fully. It was still incrusted and stained with blood, etc.; and before he was nine years old he had, amongst and on its brass handle was the name of Harry Godsall, other curiosities, a collection of the nests of the dormouse. in large, plain capitals.

Havivg spent some years at school, he was removed to “It is enough!" exclaimed the judge. “Attach Sodbury, near Bristol, where he became the pupil of a Harry Godsall for the murder of George Lombard, his Dr. Ludlow, an eminent surgeon. When the term of uncle !"

studentship with that gentleman expired, he went to Harry Godsall, more dead than alive, was taken then London, and became a pupil of the celebrated John and there into custody, and immediately lodged securely Hunter, in whose house he resided for a period of two in prison. His trial soon came on. He was convicted, years. This was, indeed, a very remarkable era in the and not long after underwent the penalty of bis terrible life of Edward Jenner. To become at once both the



and yellow buttons, buckskins, well-polished jockey-boots with handsome silver spurs, and he carried a smart whip with silver handle. His hair, after the fashion of the time, was done up in a club, and he wore a broad-brimmed hat. We

e were introduced on that occasion, and I was delighted and astonished. I was prepared to find an accomplished man, and all the country spoke of him as a skilful surgeoa and a great naturalist, but I did not expect to find him so much at home on other matters. I who had been spending my time and cultivating my judgment by abstract study, and smit from my boyhood with the love of song, had sought my amusements in the rosy fields of imagination, was not less surprised than gratified to find that the ancient affinity between Apollo and Esculapius was well maintained in his person.”

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His friend Dr. Baron writes thus :

“Such was the attachment of Jenner's friends at this time, so much did they court and prize his society, and so highly did they value his amusing and interesting conversation, that they would accompany him on his way home for miles in order that the pleasure they derived from his company might be prolonged. This arose from the singular and happy union of scientific and original observation with the playfulness of mirth and wit of familiar intercourse. His recreations from his more severe studies at this time consisted of the cultivation of polite literature, and he occasionally sought an acquaintance with the Muses. He had a peculiar facility, even in common conversation, in clothing, his remarks in the gay and lively colours of poetry.

His capability in this way, and the amiability and gentleness of his disposition, may be inferred from the perusal of the subjoined :

pupil and companion of one of the most distinguished medical men Great Britain ever produced, was an advantage rarely to be mot, for it gave hi'n a position and an opportunity of acquiring professional information which seldom falls to the lot of any student. All this good luck was well deserved and fully appreciated by its recipient, who, actuated by a great desire for knowledge, became an incessant labourer in the great vineyard of science. At this time Jenner had not quite attained the age of twenty-one, whilst his great master was in the forty-second year of his age. This disparity of years appeared to be lost in the similarity of tastes and love of truth which alike characterised the illustrious preceptor and the zealvus pupil in their pursuit of knowledge. Mr. Hunter was at this time surgeon to St. George's Hospital, and proprietor of the Menagerie which he had some years previously established at Brompton, where he made his observations and carried on his inquiries relative to the habits and organization of animals. In 1761, when Captain Cook returned to England after his first voyage of discovery, he brought with hiin several valuable specimens of natural history which had been collected by Sir Joseph Banks, but were chiefly prepared and arranged by Mr. Jender, who had been appointed Curator for that purpose on the special recommendation of his preceptor and friend, Mr. Hunter. He manifested so much knowledge and dex. : terity in the duty assigned to him, that he was offered the appointment of naturalist in the second expedition which sailed in 1772. This flattering offer he gracefully refused, assiguing as a reason for doing so, he was anxious to reside in the locality in which he w s born.” Mr. Jenner having completed his profesziunil studies, parted with his illustrious preceptor, Mr. Hunter, with whom he carried on an interesting and affectionate correspondence for many years after their personal separation. When Dr. Jenner returned to Berkeley, bringing with him strong letters of recommendation from the most eminent medical men in London, it was but natural that he should soon become engaged in practice, which rapidly increased in a district where both himself and his family were favourably known before; however, he never lost his early taste for natural history, which had become greatly developed during his residence in London under the guidance of the master mind of Mr. Hunter. With manuers mild and fascinating, and professional acquirements beyond his years, he soon became a great favourite with all persons who had the happiness of making his acquaintance.

The following graphic description of his appearance and manners at this period of his life, was written by an old friend, Mr. Edward Gardner :

“His height was rather under the middle size; his person robust, but active and well formed. In his dress he was peculiarly neat, and every thing about him showed the man intent and serious, and well prepared to meet the duties of his calling. When I first saw him it was on Frampton Green ; I was somewhat his junior in years, and had heard so much of Mr. Jenner of Berkeley, that I had no small curiosity to see him. He was dressed in a blue coat

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“Come sweetest of the feathered throng

And soothe me with thy plaintive song ;
Come to my cot devoid of fear;
No danger shall await thee here;
No prowling cat with whiskered face
Approaches this sequestered place;
No schoolboy with his willow bow
Shall aim at thee a murd'rous blow.
No wily lim'd twig ere molest
Thy olive wing or crimson breast.
Thy cup, sweet bird, I'll daily fill,
At yonder cressy, bubbling rill ;
Thy board shall plenteously be spread
With crumblets of the nicest bread.
And when rude Winter comes and shows
His icicles and shivering snows,
Hop o'er my cheering bearth, and be
One of my peaceful family ;
Then soothe me with thy plaintive song,
Thou sweetest of the feathered throng!"

A talent fur observation and inferential deduction is perhaps the highest gift that a medical man can possess, and that Dr. Jenner was endowed with this great desideratum will, we think, be admitted by our readers when they peruse the annexed lines, in which we recognise, at a glance, the accuracy and keen perception of a naturalist combined with the fancy of the poet. They were suggested and written under the following circum

stances :

The doctor, having been invited by a friend to join him in a cuuntry excursion which he was disposed to accept; but the weather having assumed an inauspicious

“Ever yours,


appearance, or to use medical phraseology, exhibited lished by their friend and cotemporary, Dr. Baron, the premonitory symptoms of a rainy day, ho sent the from whose very interesting work we shall take the following apology:

liberty of making a few extracts. Unfortunately some “The hollow winds begin to blow,

of the letters have not been regularly dated; however, The clouds look black, the glass is low;

there can be no doubt whatever of their authenticity, The soot falls down, the spaniels sleep,

or the accuracy of the information contained in them.
And spiders from their cobwebs creep.
Last night's sun went pale to bed,

Mr. Hunter to Dr. Jenner,
The moon in halos hid her head;

" Dear Jenner,
T'he boding shepherd heaves a sigh,
For see ! a rainbow spans the sky.

I received yours, and was extremely happy, to hear The walls are damp, the ditches smell,

of your success in business. I hope it will continue. I am Clos'd is the pink-eyed pimpernel.

obliged to you for thinking of me, especially in my Natural Hark! how the chairs and tables crack,

History. I shall be glad of your observations on the cuckvo Old Betty's joints are on the rack ;

and upon the breeding of toads ; be as particular as you Loud quack the ducks, the peacocks cry,

possibly can. If you can pick up anything that is curious, The distant hills are looking nigh.

prepare it for me either in the flesh or fish way.

“ John HUNTER,”
Hlow restless are the snorting swine ;
The busy flies disturb the kine.
Low o'er the grass the swallow wings,

The following letters are of similar import, and wo
The cricket too, how loud he sings ;

hope will not be deemed uninteresting by our readers. Puss on the hearth, with velvet paws,

“Dear Jenner,
Sits smoothing o'er her whiskered jaws.
Thro' the clear stream the fishes rise;

“I received your salmon and very fresh, and just exAnd nimbly catch the incautious tlies.

amined enough to want another, but will wait till another

If I was to have another it would be one that
The sheep were seen at early light,
Cropping the meads with eager bite,

had just spawned. I will take a cock salmon when you

Tho’ June the air is cold and chill,
The mellow blackbird's voice is still ;

If you catch any bats let me have some of them; and
The glow-worms, numerous and bright,

those you try yourself, open a hole in the belly, just size Illum'd the dewy dell last night.

enough to admit the ball; put the ball down ti wards thu At dusk the squalid toad was seen,

pelvis, and observe the heat there ; then up towards the Hopping, crawling o'er the green.

diaphragm, and observe the heat there ; observe the fluidity The frog has lost his yellow vest,

of the blood ; do all this in a cold place. See if you can catch And in a dingy suit is dressed.

the number of pulsatious and the frequency of the breathing

in the bat without torture. If the frost is hard, see what The leech disturbed, is nearly risen Quite to the summit of his prison.

vegetables will freeze ; bore a hole in a large tree, and see The whirling wind the dust obeys,

whether the sap runs out, which will show if it is not frozen. And in the rapid eddy plays.

I am afraid you have not a proper thermometer. I will My dog, so altered in his taste,

send you one.

“Yours much obliged, Quits mutton bones on grass to feast.

Jxo. HUNTER." And see yon rooks, how odd their fight !

“ Dear Jenner, They imitate the gliding kite,

“I have many things from you, and will thank you in Or seem precipitate to fall,

the lump; but while I thank you, let me kuow what I owe As if they felt the piercing ball :

you. 'Twill surely rain, I see with sorrow,

I have a great scheme to communicate to you, and

want you to take a part in it; but remember it is as yet i Our jaunt must be put off to-morrow."

most profound secret. My scheme is to teach Natural His. Jenner was very fond of music, and could play the tory, in which will be included anatomy, both human and violin and fute, compose songs which he would occa- comparative. The labour of it is too much for one man ;

therefore I must have some person to assist, but who that sionally sing sweetly, for the entertainment and gratifi

person shall be is the difficulty. When running over a cation of his friends. So great and varied was his

variety of people, you have come into my mind among the information, comprehensive his genius, and abundant rest. Now, if it is a scheme you would like, and a possibility his resources, that, although naturally fond of society, of your leaving the country, and at the same time able and he was never « less alone than when alone,” viewing

willing to lay down a thousand guineas, I will send you tho

whole proposal; but if you cannot leave the country on any Nature's stupendous landscape, and at the same time

terms, then it is unnecessary to go any further, and all I contemplating and soliloquising upon the wonderful have to beg is to keep it a secret. I know the scheme works of the Omnipotent Creator of all things! As itself will be to your taste. Before you consult any of your has been already stated, the personal separation of

friends, consult yourself, and ask can I go to London, and

can I give one thousand guineas for any chance that can be Hunter and Jenner had not the slightest effect in di

worth it? Let me hear from you soon. minishing the fond attachment and feelings of friendship

“ Yours, J. HUNTER.” which they mutually entertained towards each other,

Jenner declined the offer, and wrote to Hunter to up to the time of Mr. Hunter's much-lamented death.

that effect; and received the following reply in return. On the contrary, they kept up a constant correspondence, conceived and expressed in terms of the greatest esteem, “Dear Jenner, -exchanging presents, and mutually assisting each “I received yours in answer to mine, which I should

have answered sooner. I own I suspected it would not do, other in advancing the sciences of natural history,

yet as I did intend such a scheme, I was inclined to give physiology, pathology, and comparative anatomy. A


the offer. I thank you for your experiments on the great number of their interesting letters has been pube I hedgehoz; but why do you ask me a question by way of

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