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a hurricane came on, that your great house fhgok like a 
reed, was levelled with the ground, and not one stone left 
upon another. ‘The rich Arab, who, at the recital of 
these events, had given over eating, now wept and wailed, 
rent his garments, and beat his breast, and, at last, wound 
up to madnefs, rufhed forth in the wildnefs of despair. 
The hungry Arab, seeing the place clear, seized the gol- 
den opportunity, fastened on the viands, and regaled to 
his heart’s content. 
» OLD GREGORY. 
I Am now worth one hundred thousand pounds, said old 
Gregory, as he ascended a hill, part of an estate he had 
just purchased. 
- Iam now worth one hundred thousand pounds, and am 
ut 65 years of age, hale and robust in my constitution; 
so I will eat, and I will drink, and live merrily a// the 
days of my life. 
I am now worth one hundred thousand pounds, said old 
Gregory, as he attained the summit of a hill, which com- 
manded a full prospect of his estate; and here, said he, 
I will plant an orchard, and on that spot, I will have a 
pinery. 
Yon farm-houses fhall come down, said old iat ri 
they interrupt my view. 
Then; what will become of the farmers? atked the 
steward, who attended him. 
That’s their businefs, answered old Gregory. 
And that mill must not stand upon the stream, said old 
Gregory. 
Then, how will the villagers grind their cori’? afked 
the steward. 
That is not my businefs, answered old Gregory. 
