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The blackness of the tomb dissapates to reveal the beloved mascot. Up against a charming fowling scene Maresh stands in eternal repose, shovel and brush in hand, pith helmet on and eyes fixed upon the objects, which in life delighted him and which in the field of reeds he hopes evermore to attain.

The Waset Chapter of the Egyptian Auxiliary of women forever attend their beloved mascot..

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