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and done me nothing but mischief. .-Hand me over
my ring. You shall not be my steward any longer.”

B. “Take it; take it; if you will not let me be
your steward, you will find a far worse.”

Demos took the ring and examined it. “Why,”
he said, “this is not my ring. The device is not the
same, or I have lost my eyesight.”

S.-s. “What was the device?”

D. “A steak of beef ready cooked.”

S.-s. “That is certainly not here.”

D. “Not the steak? What is it, then?”

S.-s. “Why, a conncrant standing on a rock with
his mouth wide open.” me 2 aktet <

Demos was on the point of giving the sausage-
seller another ring as the sign of his appointment,
when Bluster entreated him to wait awhile, at least
till he had heard the prophecies that he (Bluster)
had got at home referring to him. There was a
whole chestful, he declared, and they were full of
the most delightful panes. that were to eae here-
after.

The sausage-seller was not to be outdone. He
had prophecies, too, at home; a whole attic and two
flats were full of them. Bluster boasted that his
were by the famous prophet Bacis. ‘“ Mine,” retorted
the sausage-seller, “are by Bacis’s elder brother,
Glanis.” Both of them went to fetch these precious
documents, and both returned staggering under a
load. “Now,” said Demos to Bluster, “hand me

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