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my ſelf with the Thoughts of the Profit I got by them, You not only deſerve a quiet Life, but are worthy beſides of all the Riches you enjoy, becauſe you make ſuch a good and generous uſe of them. May you therefore continue to live in Happineſs and Joy till the Day of your Death. Sindbad gave him 100 Sequins more, receiv’d him into the Number of his Friends, and deſi’d him to quit his Porter’s Employ, and come and dine every Day with him, that he might all his Days have reaſon to remember Sindbad the Sailor.

Scheherazade, perceiving it was not yet Day, continued her Diſcourſe, and began another Story.

The Three Apples.


SR, ſaid ſhe, I have already had the Honour to entertain your Majeſty with a Ramble which the Califf Haroun Alraſchid made one Night from his Palace, I muſt give you an Account of one more.

This Prince one Day commanded the Grand Vizier Giafar to come to his Palace the Night following. Vizier, ſaid he, I will take a Walk round the Town to inform my felf what people ſay, and particularly how they are pleaſed with my Officers of Juſtice. If there be any againſt whom they have Reaſon of juſt Complaint, we will turn them out, and put others in their ſtead that ſhall officiate better. If on the contrary there be any that have gained their Applauſe, we will have that Efteem for them which they deſerve. The Grand Vizier being come to the Place at the Hour appointed, the Califf, he, and Meſrour the Chief of the Eunuchs, diſguiſed themſelves, ſo as they could not be known, and went out out all three together.

They paſs’d through ſeveral Places, and by ſeveral Markets: And as they entred a ſinall Street, they perceived by the Light of the Moon, a tall Man with a white Beard that carried Nets on his Head, he had a folding Basket of Palm-Leaves on his Arm, and a Club in his Hand. This old Man, ſays the Califf, does not ſeem to be rich, let us go to him and enquire into his Circumftances. Honeſt Man, ſaid the Vizier, who art tho? The old Man reply’d, Sir, I am a Fiſher, but one of the pooreſt and moſt miſerable of the Trade, I went from my Houſe a-

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