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N old man died, leaving behind him two sons. Their only heritage was an old thatched hut, with a small vegetable garden. A table, an old chest, and three or four chairs were all the hut contained.

"Our father has left us but little," said the oldest of the two brothers. As the other said nothing, but merely shook his head, he added: "There is hardly enough to divide between two."

"We might draw cuts," suggested the younger.

"That is hardly worth while," replied his brother. "I would better take it, since I am the oldest."

"You may do so," returned the younger.

"Very well, and you may seek a place in the world for yourself, as best you can. Since we are talking about it, you may as well go at once," continued the older.

So the younger brother departed. His name was James, and of him this story treats.

Having bid his brother farewell, he walked on until nightfall, when he lay down on the slope of a hill, resting his head upon his knapsack. He looked