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Show Sweetness That Never Palls. During a sleepless night the Vezler MueJJoduddln Kumija dispatched his slave, Bedruddln DJas, to bring him swoctB. Tho slave procured a copper kettle heaped with many kinds of fruits and sweets, and Mujjcduddln Lccan to cat. ' You rolls 1 them, my master?" asked tho slave. The vezler ihrugged his shoulders. "Thoso fruits aio sweet for tho moment," mo-ment," ho talil; "but show me a fruit tho sweetness of which will endure even unto tho Judgment Day." "Such fruits there arc, my master!" mas-ter!" cried tho slave, and hastened toward tho Mcsched Husa, where he awoko the starving orphans In tho house of Allwln and led them forth and Into the room of his master. Overjoyed, the famished children de-' vourod the fruits. "Look, O, my master," said the slave. "Hero you see fruits the sweetness sweet-ness of which endures unto the Judgment Judg-ment Day!" New York Press. |