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is wonderfully great in proportion to its size. BURIED TREASURE. Upon a time--I do not know Exactly when, but long ago-- A man whose riches were untold, Silver and precious stones and gold. Within an Eastern city dwelt; But not a moment's peace he felt, For fear that thieves should force his door, And rob him of his treasured store. In spite of armed slaves on guard, And doors and windows locked and barred, His life was one continual fright; He hardly slept a wink by night, And had so little rest by day That he grew prematurely gray. At last he dug a monstrous pit To hold his wealth, and buried it By night, alone; then smoothed the ground So that the spot could not be found. But he gained nothing by his labor: A curious, prying, envious neighbor, Who marked the hiding, went and told The Sultan where to find the gold. A troop of soldiers came next day, And bore the hoarded wealth away. Some precious jewels still remained, For which a goodly price he gained, Then left the city, quite by stealth, To save the remnant of his wealth; But now, by hard experience taught, A better way to keep it sought. Broad lands he bought, and wisely tilled; With fruits and grain his barns he filled; He used his wealth with liberal hand; His plenty flowed through all the land; And, hid no longer under-ground, Spread honest comfort all around. Thus calm and prosperous pass the years, Till on a fated day he hears The Sultan's mandate, short and dread, "Present thyself, or lose thy head!" Fearful and trembling, he obeys, For Sultans have their little ways, And wretches who affront their lord Brave bastinado, sack, or cord. Before the dreaded throne he bowed Where sat the Sultan, grim and proud, And thought, "My head must surely fall, And then my master will seize all My wealth again." But from the throne There came a calm and kindly tone: "My son, well pleased am I to see Thy dealings in prosperity; May Allah keep thee in good health! Well hast thou learned the use of wealth. No longer buried under-ground, Its comforts spread to all around. The poor man's blessings on thy name Are better far than worldly fame. I called thee hither. Now, behold, Here are the silver, gems, and gold I took from thee in other days; Receive them back, and go thy ways, For thou hast lea
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