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130 "But what hast thou to leave when thou diest?" cried the Scribe.

"As much as the richest," he replied; "for when I die, I leave the entire World!"

"Forgive me," said the Toad to the Swallow, "but, although you may not be aware of it, you are flying on totally false principles!"

"Am I?" said the Swallow meekly. "I'm so sorry! Do you mind showing me how you do it?"

"I don't fly myself," said the Toad, with an air of superiority. "I've other things to dobut I have thoroughly mastered the theory of the Art."' [sic]

"Then teach me the theory!" said the Swallow.

"Willingly," said the Toad; "my feeto youwill be two worms a lesson."