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 “Good morrow, friend”, said the robber, as he passed the stall, “you rise betimes: I should think, old as you are, you could scarcely see to work by this light.”

“Indeed, Sir,” replied the cobbler, “old as I am I do not want for good eye-sight as you must needs believe, when I tell you I sewed a dead body together the other day, where I had not so good a light as I have now.”

“A dead body!” exclaimed the robber; he had luckily met with the very man who could give him the information he was in search of. However he did not wish to make me believe that the people of your city do impossible things.”

“I tell you,” said Mustapha in a loud and angry tone, “I sewed a dead body together with my own hands.”

“ [sic]Then I suppose you can tell me also where you performed this wonderful business?”

Upon this, Mustapha related every particular of his being led blindfold to the house, &c.

“Well, my friend,” said the robber, tis a fine story, I confess, but not very easy to believe: however, if you will con-