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4. The shape, character, and origin of the warrior, were described, and how he had risen from slavery to power supreme. The astonished farmer found the description accorded with a fon, who had been stolen from him at twelve years old ; hope palpitated in his heart, he hastened home with his provisions, told his family what he had heard, and determined immediately to depart for Egypt.
5. His weeping wife and sons offered up prayers for his safe return. Going to the
port of Alexandretta, he embarked there, and came to Damietta. One continued fear tormented him ; his son, forsaking the religion of bis fathzers, had embraced Mahometanism ; and now, surrounded as he was by fplendor, would he acknowledge his parents ?
6. The thought lay heavy on his heart; yet, the with to snatch his family from all the horrors of famine ; the hope of finding a long lamented son, gave him fortitude. He continued his journey, came to the capital, repaired to the palace of Mourad, applied to the officers of the prince, and most ardently solicited admission.
7. His dress and appearance bespoke poverty and mis. fortune, and were poor recommendations ; but his great age, so respectable in the East, pleaded in his behalf. One of the attendants went to the Bey, and told him an aged man, apparently miserable, requested an audience.
8. Let him enter, replied Mourad ; and the farmer proceeded, with trembling steps over the rich carpet which ibespread the hall of the Divan, and approached the Bey, who reclined on a sofa, embroidered 'with silk and gold. Crouding sensations deprived him of the ufe of speech.
At last, after attentively looking, the voice of nature wanquishing fear, he feH, and embracing his knees, exclaimed, You are my fon! The Bey raised him, endeavored to recollect, and, after explanation, finding him to be his father, made him sit down by his fide, and caressed him most affectionately,
10. The firft gush of nature over, the fire described in what a deplorable state he had left his mother, and brethren; and the prince proposed to send for, and with them divide his riches and power, if they would embrace INamism.
II. This the generous Christian had foreseea, and fearing youth might be dazzled, took not one of his fons M м
with him. He, therefore, firmly rejected Mourad's offer, and even remonstrated with him on his own change of religion.
The Bey, finding his father determined, and that his family's distress deinanded immediate fuccor, fent him back to Syria, with a large sum of money, and a vessel loaded with corn.
The happy husbandman immediately returned to the plains of Damascus, where his arrival banishcd misery and tears from his homely roof, and brought joy, ease and felicity.
SCENE BETWEEN CATO AND DECIUS.
ESAR sends health to Cato
Dee. My business is with Cato; Cefar sees the
Gato. My life is grafted on the fate of Rome.
dictator this; and tell him, Cato Difdains a life which he has power to offer.
Dec. Rome and her fenators submit to Cesar ;
Cato. Those very reafons thou halt urg'd forbid it.
Det. Cato, I've orders to expoftulate,
Cato. No more ;
Dec. Cefar is well acquainted with your virtues,
Cato. Bid him disband his legions,
Dec. Cato, the world talks loudly of your wisdom
Dec. A style like this becomes a conqueror.
Dec. Consider, Cato, you're in Utica ;
Cato. Let him consider that who drives us hither.
foul with horror but co name 'em.
Dec. Does Cato send this answer back to Cefar,
Cato. His cares for me are infolent and vain ;
Dec. Your high, unconquer'd heart makes you forget You are a man. You rush on your destruction. But I have done. When I relate hereafter The tale of this unhappy embassy, All Rome will be in tears.
THE BEGGAR'S PETITION.
PITY the forrows of a poor old mar,
Yon house, erected on the rising ground,
5. Oh! take me to your hospitable dome ;
6. Should I reveal the sources of my grief,
7. Heaven fer-3 misfortunes ; why should we repine ? 'Tis Heaven has brought me to the state you fee : ; And your condition may
be foon like mine, The child of forrow, and of misery.
8. A little farm was my paternal lot, Then like the lark I sprightly haild the morn; But ah! oppreson forc'd me from my cot,
Cattle dy'd, and blighted was my corn. 9. My
9. My daughter, once the comfort of my age,
My tender wife, fweet-foother of my carejo
11. Pity the forrows of a poor old man,
THE TEST OF GOODNESS.
REAL goodness consists in doing good to our eneniies. Of this truth the following apologue may ferve for an illustration. A certain father of a family, advanced in years, being desirous of settling his worldly matters, divided his property between his three sons,
2. Nothing now remains, said he to them, but a diamond of great value ; this I have determined to appropriate to whichever of you shall, within three months, perform the best actions.
3. His three fons accordingly departed different ways, and returned by the limited time. - On presenting themselves before their judge, the eldest thus began.
4. Father, said he, during my absence, I found a stranger so circumftanced, that he was under a necesity of entrusting me with the whole of his fortune.
5. He had no written security from ne, nor could he poffibly bring any proof, any evidence whatever of the des post. Yet I faithfully returned to him every filling. Was there not something commendable in this á tion ?
6. Thou hast done what was incumbent upon thee to do, my son, replied the old man. The man who could have acted otherways were unworthy to live ; for honesty is a duty; thy action is an action of juftio of good cfs.