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The Seven Swabians.Once upon a time there were seven Swabians who made up their minds to begreat heroes, and to wander through the world in search of adventures. But in order to bewell armed they first set out to the world-famed city of Augsburg, and went straight tothe most skillful armourer in the place, to get arms and armour; for they had resolvedto kill the terrible monster who at that time haunted the shores of the Lake of Constanceand did much harm. The smith was struck with wonder when he saw the seven, butat once opened his armoury where there was a rare choice for the bold fellows. "Bless us'cried the man of Allgau "do you call that a spear? it is just fit for a toothpick. Aspear as long as seven men is scarce long enough for me." This made the smith givethe man of Allgau a look that almost put him out of temper. Indeed he glared backat him angrily and mischief was very nearly coming of it if the Lightning Swabian had notcome between just at the right moment. "Thunder and Lightning" he cried, "you are right,and I see what you mean. As we are all seven like one man, we must have one spear bigenough for all the seven." The Allgau man did not quite see this, but as it seemed rightto the others he said "Yes"; and in less than an hour the armourer had a spear ready as longas seven men. But before they left the armoury each man bought something for himself:Master Dumpling bought a spit; the Allgau man a steelcap with a feather; Master Yellowfoot spurs for his boots for he said "Spurs are not only useful for riding, but for kicking outbehind." When at last Master Lumpfish chose himself a breast-plate, Master Looking-glasswas quite of one mind with him in his prudence, but still thought the plate better behindthan before, and out of the armourer's lumber room he bought himself a barber's bason largeenough to cover the lower end of his back. "Look ye here", said he; "if I feel courageousand go forward I don't want armour; but if one's courage fails and one has to turn one's back,the armour is just where it is wanted".Now when the seven Swabians like honest folk had paid for all to the very penny,and afterwards like good Christians had gone to prayers at St- Ulrich's Church, and last ofall had laid in a store of good Augsburg sausages at the porkbutcher's at the Goepping Gate,they set out through the Gate on their way. All seven held on to the spear and went onebehind the other in a row, so that they looked for all the world like larks on a spit. Firstwent Master Schulz of Allgau, being the boldest among them; then came Jockele, nicknamedLumpfish; next was Marle, nicknamed Tape swabian; Jerkle, called Lightning Swabian fol-lowed him; After him came Michel, dubbed Looking-glass Swabian; then came Jack, or Dump-ling Swabian; last came Veitle, the Yellow foot. Master Schulz was called the Allgau man,because Allgau was his birth place; Lumpfish dwelt by the Lake of Constance; Tape Swabianreceived his name because he had strings to his hose instead of buttons; nevertheless he was! ''._ *_ '-^-il
almost always obliged to hold up his hose with his hand, as the strings were often off. Light-ning Swabian was so called, because he was fond of saying "Thunder and Lightning"; Loo-king-glass Swabian had a trick of polishing his nose on the front lappet of his jerkin, throughwhich he made it shine like a looking-glass, and that was how he came by his pretty name;Dumpling Swabian was a man who knew how to cook good puddings. As for Yellowfoot, he was from the Bopfing neighbourhood, the people of which are laughed at by theirneighbours as "Yellow feet" for the reason that they once wished to load a waggon quitefull of eggs, as a present to their Duke, and tried to stamp the eggs down tight with theirfeet, whereby it came to pass that the eggs got a little broken, and the feet of the Bopfingpeople were stained with the yolk.Now the seven jogged on bravely with their spear and as they were passing over agreen meadow in the dusk of a July evening, a hornet rose with an angry hum from behinda quickset-hedge close by them and flew over it. Thereupon Schulz of Allgau was mightilyafraid and began to sweat with terror and cried to his comrades: "Hark, Hark, the enemy'sdrums are beating" Then Jockele who was close behind Schulz smelt something unplea-sant and cried "'Tis true. He must be quite close. I smell his powder." Then MasterSchulz took to flight, let go the spear, and sprang over a fence. But he happened to alightjust on the teeth of a rake, the handle of which sprang up and struck him an ugly blowin the face. Schulz thought the enemy was hewing at him and cried "Mercy! I surrender".The other six had leapt over the hedge after their leader and hearing his cry, all said "If yousurrender, I surrender". But nobody appeared to take them prisoners; and when they dis-covered this, they were so ashamed of their cowardice, that they promised each other notto let this first feat be known.The seven went on their way and as they marched valiantly along a hollow paththey took no heed of an enormous bear lying in their road, till the Allgau man almost ranhis nose against it. When he saw the bear he was near dying with fright, stumbled and thrustat him with the spear, shrieking pitifully all the while "A bear, A bear" He thought hislast loaf had been baked and eaten. But the bear never stirred; for indeed he was as deadas a stone. The man of Allgau was highly delighted; but when he looked round at hisfriends he saw to his alarm that they all lay on the ground as dead. He thought that hemust have slain them with the back thrusts of the spear and began to moan. But when theothers discovered that the bear had not eaten the Allgau man, for they had only tumbleddown from fear, they first peeped discreetly and as they saw the bear was dead stood upsafe and sound, surrounded the bear and began to feel how deep his spear wounds were.They found none and Lightning Swabian shouted "Thunder and Lightning! The bear's beendead an age". "Yes, yes", said Jockele "I can smell him" So they agreed to skin the bearand carry off his skin as a trophy but to leave the carcase "Now the sheep can eat thebear, as the bear used to eat the sheep" said one of them; and then they jogged on withbearskin and spear.After this they came to a wood, and the underwood became thicker and thicker tillthey could hardly move. The trees stood so close together that they gave up all hope ofgetting through. At last the Allgau man came to a stand before a stout trunk. raised thespear and roared, like a lion, "By heaven, this must go through". As he said this he drove
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the spear with such force into the ground beside the tree that the Dumpling Swabian waspinned fast between the spear and the tree trunk and could not stir an inch. And this wasno joke, for now the road was blocked and there was no moving forwards or backwards. Invain did his companions make a mighty effort to drag Master Dumpling out of his strait;Jack remained fast caught. Then suddenly a mighty thought came into the Allgau man'shead. With a loud "Hi, Hi" he gripped the tree with his great fist and tore it up root, stem,and branch. Dumpling more dead than alive flew up some twenty feet like a ball froma bat and plumped down with a bump that shook the ground. The other five now lookedupon Master Schulz with -the greatest respect and began to perceive what a treasure theyhad in him.A little further on and it became clear that the Allgau man's courage did not run ina martingale. For as the seven issued from the wood a brewer came that way driving a herdof swine. He was from Munich, and you could tell a hundred yards off what country manhe was. When he saw the spear he stopped, threw his head back, stretched his legs andseemed inclined to laugh the champions to scorn. Lightning Swabian stepped up to him andsaid "What are you staring at, friend? Have you never seen Swabians before?" "Plenty ofthem" replied he. "At my malthouse at home they run about in thousands". He meantblack beetles, which are sometimes in fun called Swabians, Goodness knows why. Thiswas enough to touch Master Lightning, who was hot tempered, upon the raw. He fell uponthe Bavarian and dealt him a cuff which made him see sparks and hear a hum like ahornet's. The Bavarian was not slow in lunging out to give the Swabian one for himself.And if he had got it he would have remembered it to his dying day. But Master Lightningwas a smart fellow and had practised getting out of the way all his life; so he spun roundupon one leg; whence it happened that the Bavarian only beat the air and went round likea windmill, and then toppled over. This did not help him; for the Lightning Swabian rushedupon him and, while the others held his hands and feet, pummeled him lustily. Even thenthe Bavarian might have been the conqueror had not the Allgau man fallen upon him likea sack of malt. This made him cry for mercy whether he would or no; for otherwise thetangle would never have got free.Now it came to pass, that the trusty comrades in their journey came to a broad bluelake, as it seemed to them, for it was growing towards the dusk, driven into waves by thewind. And the seven stood on the steep bank and looked over to consider how they couldmost quickly get to the other side. But it was really no water, but a field standing thickwith flax covered with the loveliest blue blossoms. "Thunder and Lightning" said LightningSwabian "what's to be done? we must cross the stormy water"."You of Allgau, you must carry us all over, as St. Christopher carried the pilgrims"said Lumpfish. "Surely" said the Allgau man "I would not mind going in if it were notabove my neck" Tape Swabian hitched his hose with one hand to keep that noble garmentfrom slipping off while he was swimming with the other. Dumpling Swabian was not quiteeasy in his mind and peeped over to see whether there was a shark, or a whale, or per-haps a crocodile about. And the others stood quite at a loss what to do till the LightningSwabian came behind and pushed a couple of them in with a cry of "Well begun, is halfdone". As they were not drowned Yellow foot took heart and leapt in; Lightning SwabianI ________________________________
and Tape Swabian followed with more confidence; and at last the Allgau man rode down uponthe spear; and so they plunged in one over the other till at length they discovered that theyhad tumbled head first into a field. One after another they picked themselves up withbruised ribs, fished out the spear and strode forward again by the side of it.Till this time they held to their spear and kept on friendly terms with each otherand no cause of quarrel had arisen. But now the Evil one sowed illwill between the Light-ning and the Looking-glass Swabian. It chanced thus. It was now night and the moon hadjust risen. This cheered the Looking-glass Swabian as if he were at home and he said"Now we are all right. We can't be far from Memmenge". Lightning Swabian looked puzzledand asked him how he knew that. Looking-glass laughed knowingly "Why that's our Mem-menge moon, as sure as can be". Thereupon the other laughed till the water ran from hiseyes, and cried "Thunder and Lightning! neighbour, how can you be so dull" Now Look-ing-glass would have borne a sturdy cuff, as he had been used to it, but he could not bearto be thought dull. That was his weak point. The Lightning Swabian had scarcely spokenwhen he got a box on the ears. The two thereupon fell upon each other, like a couple ofbutcher's dogs, and beat each other to the amusement of the rest till the Lumpfish beggedthe Allgau man to make peace. Without waiting to be asked again, he seized Lightning bythe waistband and held him in the air like a frog, in spite of all his kicking. Still the Loo-king-glass Swabian continued to pommel Lightning Swabian. So the Allgau man seized himby the throat and held him so tight that he could neither stir nor speak. "Good heavens"!cried Master Schulz, "I'll teach you manners you dunderheaded dolts" and he shook the oneand throttled the other more and more fiercely till they promised to be good friends; andthis promise they kept till their dying day.It soon appeared that Master Looking-glass was not so dull as Master Lightningbelieved, for after half-an-hour's walking they came sure enough to Memmenge; as he hadforecast from seeing the Moon. But as if Lookingglass were today doomed to nothing butmisfortune through this little town, it so happened that his skin was now again in danger."Through Memmenge I will not go" he had declared and when he was asked why, heshook his head and said that he knew best about that. So the seven went round the wallsintending to strike their line of march again at the other side of the town. Then was it veryclearly shown, that a man cannot evade his fate. For before Looking-glass knew, a woman, atrue termagant, sprang upon him out of a hop garden, and shrieked in a voice that wentthrough bone and marrow "So here you are at last, you vagabond. Pray where have youbeen roving all this time, jailbird"? Things began to look blue for the Looking-glass Swabianand he thought that his last hour was come; for the old woman was none other than hisamiable spouse whom he had left sitting at home without a word, when he set out uponhis wanderings with the others. There was no time for thinking and at one bound he wasover into the hop gardens to the great delight of the others who were bursting with laughter.But the old woman, light as a wagtail on her spindle shanks, was back again after him andthere would have been a grievous battle between them had not the Looking-glass Swabianin the nick of time bethought him of a roguish trick. He carried nothing but the bearskin,and that now stood him in good stead. He threw it over his head, slipped into the pawsand went upon all fours like a live bear, ran growling upon his wife, seized her with the
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sharp claws and squeezed and hugged her so that she nearly lost her wits. Glad was theold woman when she escaped from the rascal, who went off merrily with the rest. Perhapsthis is how it happened that bad husbands are called bears by their wives."Joy after sorrow" cried the Allgau man and pointed the Leutkirch Gate wherestood an inn, over the door of which was written "Fine October Ale". There was not oneof the seven who would not be glad of a draught of beer; so in a trice they turned their stepstowards the inn and arrived at the door at the same moment that the sturdy brewer hadstepped to the door to look out at the weather. As he saw the band with the terrible spearhis blood ran cold; but he whipped off his cap and asked politely what they required."We want to taste your beer" said the Allgau man and strode straight into the tap roomwith his comrades. Then the Landlord guessed that they had been sent out with the spearby the Magistrates of the neighbourhood, as was the custom, with authority to taste thebeer and see whether it was of good quality. So he ran as if he had been spurred to hiscellar and drew a flagon of his best, such as he brewed only for himself and his family.The flagon was empty in a twinkling; the second still more quickly; and as in less than twohours the seven had drunk half a barrel the landlord began to think that they liked it. ButLightning Swabian who always was first to speak said "It would be better if there wererather more malt and hops in it". "It's not that" replied the host, who was a wag "It's notthat there is too little malt and hops but too much water". The Lightning Swabian saw thathe had found his match, so he drank another draught and sang the old rhyme:"In Langesalt, in Langesalt,They brew three beers, all from one malt.The first they call, their fine old ale;To drink it the Mayor doth never fail.The second they call their good sound beer;To swill it the common folks have no fear.The third is swipes. But verilyThat's not the drink for you and me".Forward they moved again and the Memmenge host vows to this day through thickand thin that the gang were none other than the Memmenge beer-inspectors."Joy after sorrow" had the Allgau man said without thinking that a good proverbis often turned round. Rain and sunshine came in turns to the seven comrades on theiradventurous errand and so it was no wonder that the poor little army came now upon darktimes. Their heads were still in a whirl with the good beer which they had too freelyenjoyed when spiteful fate again tried them. They were just passing by Kronburg, as thesquire, who was a severe man, looked out of his window. The uproarious troop did notaltogether satisfy him and indeed in appearance they were not too respectable. So he calledhis constable and said "Look at those tramps yonder. It seems to me that they are thoroughvagabonds." The constable took with him seven bull dogs, each big enough, in case ofneed to do battle with a bear, and came out to give chase to the unlucky Swabians.He soon came up with them; and as the Lightning Swabian blustered as usual,Master Holdfast made no ado but carried them all off with him. The Allgauman would nothave yielded so easily but for the dogs who growled so fiercely that he lowered his spear
and trudged back behind the constable. And now they were all taken in a body before thesquire, who began sternly to question them. Lumpfish was spokesman for all and said truly"That there was a fearful monster living near the Lake of Constance and that they, as goodcitizens and brave men from various parts of Swabia had leagued themselves together todeliver the land from the monster".But the squire would not believe it and held to his opinion that they were roguesand vagabonds, and had them sent to the "house", that is the prison where LightningSwabian sang a song, but quite under his breath as quietly as a mouse.Now the squire being much plagued by tramps, had formed the praiseworthy resolvethe day before to make a lock-up, to strike terror to all rogues and do-nothings, to be ofuse and benefit to the state, and for the improvement of the common folk. The seven Swa-bians chanced to come just at the right moment. Otherwise he was a kind and gentle lordwho never stole more wool from his own peasants than he needed to keep himself warm.So he gave orders that as much food as was wanted should be given to the prisoners. ButLooking-glass who knew him well and that he was a niggard in his food and drink, laid aplot which he told to his friends. When the constable came at dinnertime with a largepan full of milk dumplings, Lightning Swabian said to Dumpling Swabian "There's yourshare". The Constable thought it would be enough for all. But Dumpling Swabian, saying hewould see whether it was enough for him, sat down and ate up the whole dish so that not acrumb was left. The Constable was terrified and ran to the squire saying that for thesevagabonds a brewer's vat full of dumplings would have to be cooked at once and even that,he thought, would scarcely be enough. So the squire and master of Kronburg began toreflect that he did not owe such a sacrifice to the Swabian land and to humanity as to bestarved in his own castle for the sake of a parcel of strollers. Straightway the seven were setfree, and the squire only gave them a testimonial to take with them to warn all othermagistrates and jailers, as in duty bound, to beware of the immense appetite of DumplingSwabian.After several other adventures which would take too long to tell, the Swabians arrivedat a great lake and Lumpfish, who knew it, at once exclaimed, "That's the Lake of Con-stance". On the shores of this lake according to the story dwelt the terrible monster whomthe seven Swabians declared they were resolved to fight and slay. Now when they came insight of the lake and at the same time of the wood in which the monster lived whetherit were a terrible serpent or a dragon spitting fire they did not know their hearts sankinto their boots. They halted and lit a fire for Dumpling Swabian to cook some puddingsfor a farewell feast (for who could tell that the monster would not swallow them up whole,with or without the spear). "Yes" said the Allgau man, and heaved a deep sigh, "it's aserious matter to think that one is perhaps eating one's last dinner, in one's whole life".And he sighed again and said "It's a serious matter". And Dumpling Swabian began topull a long face without speaking and without leaving off eating. When however the Allgauman said for the third time "It's a serious matter" they all began to wail and lament so pitifullythat it would have melted the heart of even a heathen Turk. The Tape Swabian alone wouldnot take to heart the thought of dying; "for" said he, my "mother has often told me mytime would never come". After this he roared lustily for company's sake. Now after theyI__
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had done as much as they could of this, it struck them that they ought now to arrangetheir order of battle. But this caused much division and strife. The Allgau man said that hehad been always in front till now and it was his turn to go to the rear and Lightning Swa-bian should go forward, but the latter said: "I have courage enough for my body, but notbody enough to fight this monstrous brute". Looking-glass rubbed his nose on his sleeveand gave it as his notion that it would be better for one to die for them all and thatDumpling Swabian might do them this kindness. But Dumpling shrieked at the thought, asif he already felt the monster's claws. So they talked and disputed a while, but at lengthagreed to go forward with the spear, all in a heap, straight to the wood where the beast'slair was. Now before they reached it they came to a tuft behind which a hare sat up likea mannikin, pricking her long ears. This was a grim sight for the Swabians. They came toa stand and took counsel whether they should go forward and thrust at the brute with thespear stretched far in front or should beat a retreat; and all clung tight to the spear. AsVeitle-was behind in the safest place, his spirits rose and he cried to Schulz who was infront: -"Charge, Charge, in every Swabian's name,To shrink would be a burning shame".Jack Dumpling, next in front of Veitle the Yellow foot, made fun of Veitle's courage and said:"By heavens, your words come mighty fast,But in the dragon hunt you're last".Michel's hair stood on end from his courage. He would not look where the monsterwas but, with his face turned away, he said, as he raised his sleeve to his face:"It is the fiend himself, I vow;Though I've ne'er seen him until now."Jerkle turned towards Michel, taking care not to look towards the monstrous brute, andchimed in:"And if it's not, it must be his motherOr even perhaps his foster brother".Marle, the Tape Swabian, who had an honourable place too near the front to please him,had something to say. He too turned round, as he saw no need for looking at the monster,and called to Veitle:"Go forward, Veitle, if you've a mind;And I will follow close behind".But Veitle closed his ears as if he did not hear. Whereupon said Marle to Jockele:"Go forward, Jockele. Tis quite plainThat even a dragon would gulp and strainTo swallow you, booted and spurred, in vain".But Jockele found comfort in having the Allgau man nearest the spear's point and in thefore front of the adventure and said to Schulz:"The foremost place belongs to youAnd you shall have the glory too".So the Allgau man plucked up courage, and as there was no shirking the danger any longersaid boldly.* L___________________
"The brave man you may always know:He foremost in the fight doth go."And so in God's name they rushed upon the monster. Schulz's heart jumped; he could notrepress his anquish and howled "Oho, Oh dear, Oho". This startled the hare so that sheshowed her heels and ran off across the field as fast as she could. Then did Schulz rejoiceand say:"Well Veitle, here's a pretty scare;The monster's only a poor hare"."Did you see it? Did you see it?" they asked one another. "Thunder and Lightning",said Lightning Swabian, "it was as big as a calf". "By your leave" said Tape Swabian,"may a mouse bite me if it was not as big as a buffalo". "Oho", cried Dumpling, "Whyan elephant would look no bigger than a cat beside the monster". "Good heavens" criedthe Allgau man "if it was not a hare I don't know the difference between Three Men's Wineand the Rasp.""Well, Well", said Lumpfish, "hare or no hare, one of our Lake hares is as grimand fierce a beast as you may meet in the Holy Roman Empire". "Just as your Lake wineis sourer than all the wines of the empire" said Yellow foot from behind. Lumpfish wouldhave liked to have given him a couple of good cuffs for this; for he felt hurt that Veitle shouldmake fun of the Lake wine which he had been used to drink since his childhoold. Now thisis the case with the Lake wines: There are three kinds. The first is called "Sour Ampfer".It tastes rather better than vinegar, and when you are used to it, it only draws your moutha little. The second kind is the "Three Men's wine". It is ten degress sharper than vinegarand is called Three Men's wine because the man who is condemned to drink it, must beheld by two men while the third pours it down his throat. The third kind is the "Rasp". Ithas the remarkable property of removing rust, and in fact anything; but if a man shouldswallow any just before going to bed, he must wake in the night and turn over or else the"Rasp" would burn a hole through him on the side on which he was lying.The adventure with the dragon having come to such a happy end, the Seven Swabiansdetermined henceforth to rest from their labours and return peacefully home. But first atrophy had to be erected to proclaim their triumph both to their own time and to all futureages. And as it was now impossible to hang the dragon's hide in church as in old times, --because they had not found the dragon, and because the hare which they had found had runoff with his skin, they determined to place the bearskin and the spear as a trophy in thefirst Chapel they came to, which was called ever after the Chapel of the Swabian Deliverance.I daresay, the spear is there still, but the bearskin was eaten by moths and the sparrows havecarried off the hair for their nests.
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