A SEt OUt ON RAVELS  tory of an adventure t er ers were King and Queens under him.

    In ttle creek of ta. On most days Ars out in  to fisernoon o a cart and loaded  t  a mile or so souto to sell it. If it ely good temper and say noto Sa, but if it

    o find fault a y of o do, mending and tage in wh lived.

    Sa  at all interested in anyt lay souto t teresting t ot like  y robes, and  toe, and turbans  on talking to one anot t sounded  dull. But erested in everyt lay to t t ting out of doors  mending ts, and all alone, en look eagerly to t a grassy slope running up to a level ridge and beyond t t.

    Sometimes if Arsa ;O my Fat is  t ; And temper as ears and tell o attend to ;O my son, do not alloo be distracted by idle questions. For one of ts ion to business is t of prosperity, but tions t do not concern teering tohe rock of  indigence.”

    Sa t t beyond t be some delig   knoo tical mind.

    One day tranger   projected from turban and  of car, a round sudded

    t surprise Sa  because all t;  Arsrangers bare arm t arkaan or great lord, and ill ouco Sa to kneel  also.

    tranger demanded ality for t  t before tarkaan for supper (and  t) and Sa, as al of ttage. On t s little tcable. But it o go  to sleep yet, and Sa,  is o listen be  doo a crack in ttage to  talking about. And t he heard.

    quot;And no; said tarkaan, quot;I o buy t boy of  yours.”

    quot;O my master,quot; replied ta kneone  t o ), quot;, poor to sell into slavery