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eastern nations. He had not been long in this posture before he was 

 discovered by some of the guards, who asked him what was his 

 business in that place. The dervise told them he intended to' take 

 up his night's lodging in that caravansera. The guards let him 

 know, in a very angry manner, that the house he was in was not 

 a caravansera, but the king's palace. It happened that the king 

 himself passed through the gallery during the debate, and, smiling at 

 the mistake of the dervise, asked him how he could possibly be so 

 dull as not to distinguish a palace from a caravansera. " Sir," said 

 the dervise, " give me leave to ask your majesty a question or two. 

 Who were the persons who lodged in this house when it was first 

 built? ' The king replied, " his ancestors." "And who," said the 

 dervise, " was the last that lodged here ? " The king replied, "his 

 father." " And who is it," says the dervise, " that lodges here at 

 present ? " The king told him that " it was he himself." "And who," 

 says the dervise, " will be here after you ? ' The king answered, 

 " the young prince, his son." "Ah, sir ! " says the dervise, "a house 

 that changes its inhabitants so often, and receives such a perpetual 

 succession of guests, is surely not a palace, but a caravansera!" 



Little Harry Lee. 



I HAD a little cousin once, 



His name was Harry Lee 

 And through the long, bright summer days, 



We played so merrily ! 



Beside the busy, babbling brook 



He 'd build a house for me ; 

 And I would gather shells and flowers 



For little Harry Lee. 



And in the morning, blithe and gay 



As any lark was he ; 

 For when I heard a merry laugh, 



I knew 't was Harry Lee. 



At night, he 'd say his hymn and prayer 

 Beside his mother's knee 



