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4. The shape, character and origin of the warriour were described, and how he had risen from slavery to power supreme. The astonished farmer found the description accorded with a son, who had been stolen from him at twelve years old; hope palpitated in his heart, he hastened home with his provisions, told his family what he had heard, and determined immediately to depart for Egypt.
5. His weeping wife and sons offered up prayers for his safe return. Going to the port of Alexandretta, he embarked there, and came to Damietta. One continued fear tormented him; his son, forsaking the religion of his fathers, had embraced Mahometanisın; and now, surrounded as he was by splendour, would he acknowledge his parents ?
6. The thought lay heavy on his heart; yet, the wish to snatch his family from all the horrours of famine, the hope of finding a long lainented son, gave him fortitude. Ile continued his journey, came to the capital, repaired to the pal ice of Mourad, applied to the officers of the prince, and most ardently solicited admission.
7. Ilis dress and appearance bespoke poverty and misfortune, and were poor recommendations; but his great age, so respectable in the East, pleaded in his behalf. One of the attendants went to the Bey, and told him an aged man, apparently miserable, requested an audience.
8. Let him enter, replied Mourad! and the farmer proceeded, with treinbling steps, over the rich carpet which bespread the hall of the Divan, and approached the Bey, wbo reclined on a sofa, embroidered with silk and gold. Crowding sensations deprived him of the use of speech.
9 At last, after attentively looking, the voice of nature vanquishing fear, he fell, and embracing his knees, exclaimed, You are my son: The Bey raised him, endeavoured to recollect, and, aster explanation, finding him to be his father, made him sit down by his side, and caressed him most affectionately.
10. The first gush of nature over, the sire described in what a deplorable state he had left his mother and brethren ; and the prince proposed to send for, and with them divide his riches and power, if they would embrace Islamism.
11. This the generous Christian had foreseen, and fearing youth might he dazzled, took not one of his sons
with him. He, therefore, firmly rejected Mourad's offer, and even remonstrated with him on his own change of religion.
12. The Bey, finding his father determined, and that his family's distress demanded inimediate succour, sent him back to Syria, with a large sum of money, and a vessel loaded with corn.
The happy husbandman immediately returned to the plains of Damascus, where his arrival banished misery and tears from his homely roof, and brought joy, ease and felicity.
SCENE BETWEEN CATO AND DECIUS.
Decius. Cesar sends health to Cato
Cato. Could he send it
Dec. My business is with Cato; Cesar
country Tell your dictator this; and tell him, Cato Disdains a life which he has power to offer.
Dec. Rome and her senators submit to Cesar;
Cato. Those very reasons thou hast urg'd forbid it.
Dec. Cato, I have orders to expostulate,
Cato. No more;
Dec. Cesar is well acquainted with your virtues,
Cato. Bid him disband his legions,
Dec. Cato, the world talks loudly of your wisdom
Cato. Nay, more, tho' Cato's voice was ne'er employ'd
Dec. A style like this becomes a conqueror.
Dec. Consider, Cato, you're in Utica,
Cato. Let him consider that who drives us hither :
Dec. Does Cato send this answer back to Cesar,
Cato. His cares for me are insolent and vain;
Dec. Your high, unconquer'd heart inakes you forget You are a man. You rush on your destruction. But I have done. When I relate hereafter The tale of this unhappy embassy, All Rome will be in tears.
THE BEGGAR'S PETITION.
PITY the sorrows of a poor old man,
2. These tatter'd clothes my poverty bespeak,
3. Yon house, erected on the rising ground,
4. Hard is the fate of the infirm and poor!
5. Oh! take me to your hospitable dome;
6. Should I reveal the sources of my grief,
7. Heaven sends misfortunes; why should we repine? "Tis Heaven has brought me to the state you see ; And your condition may be soon like mine, The child of sorrow, and of misery.
8. A little farm was my paternal lot,
9. My daughter, once the comfort of my age,
10. My tender wise, sweet soother of my care,
11. Pity the sorrows of a poor old man,
THE TEST OF GOODNESS.
Real goodness consists in doing good to our enemies. Of this truth the following apologue may serve for an illustration. A certain father of a family, advanced in years, being desirous of settling his worldly matters, divided his property between his three sons.
2. Nothing now remains, said he to them, but a diamond of great value; this I have determined to appropriate to whichever of you shall, within three months, perform the best actions.
3. His three sons accordingly departed different ways, and returned by the limited time. On presenting themselves before their judge, the eldest thus began.
4. Father, said he, during my absence, I found a stranger so circumstanced, that he was under the necessity of entrusting me with the whole of his fortune.
5. He had no written security from me, por could he possibly bring any proof, any evidence whatever, of the deposit. Yet I faithfully returned to him every shilling. Was there not something commendable in this action?
6. Thou hast done what was incumbent upon thee to do, my son, replied the old man. The man who could have acted otherwise were unworthy to live ; for honesty is a du. ty; thy action is an action of justice, not of goodness.