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the old fellow got tired of it, and one night thus addressed 

 the young man, " John, I had to work for my means, and 

 I do not like to see a young fellow idling his time away ; 

 now I am determined that you shall do something for 

 yourself; to-morrow morning I shall give you ^"500, and 

 you will leave home for twelve months ; go where you like, 

 do as you like ; but when you return in a year's time, bear 

 in mind I expect you to bring every penny of the ^"500 back 

 with you, and something in addition ; you will start $oo 

 better off than I did, and you ought to be able to make 

 something of it." Protests were vain, the old man meant 

 it, and John was duly turned out. Twelve months elapsed, 

 and he was on his way to the paternal mansion, when he 

 met a friend in the road who knew all about the old man s 

 action, and after the first greetings, he said to him, " Well, 

 John, how have you gone on ? " " Oh ," said John, " I 

 have spent all the ^"500, and I owe money in addition ; I 

 do not know what my father will say." " Oh," said his 

 friend, laughing, " the old fellow will be glad to see you 

 back, and will kill the fatted calf." John was not quite sure 

 about this, but in due time he interviewed his father, and 

 the next day met his friend in the road again. " Well, 

 John," said the latter, " how did you get on ? Did he kill 

 the fatted calf?" "Not exactly;" said John, "but he 

 precious near killed the prodigal son." 



A travelling Hebrew called at a roadside inn and asked 

 for food. The landlady did not much like the look of the 

 man, and said she had nothing she could let him have. 

 Just at that moment, however, a delicious odour of some- 

 thing roasting reached him. " Ach ! vot is dat I shmell ? " 

 said he. " Oh ! " said the landlady, " you will not eat that, 

 it is pork." The man groaned audibly, but he was very, 

 very hungry, and he thought he could screw his courage and 



