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 that the high wind had shook off the trees the preceding night.

Having guessed the occasion of their debate, he gets up in order to go and quell their difference, by dividing amongst them the cause thereof. Getting up, he opens the door, at the outside of which an old monkey of each sort were quietly waiting his levee, to entice him to come, as he once before did, and put an end to their bloody war.

He was not a little surprised to see two inveterate enemies, who at other times never meet without fighting, at that juncture agree so well.

One morning, when he had roasted a parcel of roots, which he used to eat instead of bread, and this he commonly did once a week, it eating best when stale; having spread them on his table and chest to cool, he went out to walk, leaving his door open to let the air in.

His walk, though graced with all the agreeables nature could adorn it with, to make it delightful, a grass carpet, embroidered with beautiful flowers of many different colours and smells, under his feet, to tread; on before, and on each side of him, fine lofty trees, of various forms and heights, clothed with pleasant green leaves, trimmed with rich blossoms of many colours, to divert his eye, a number of various sorts of melodious singing birds perching in their most lovely shades, as though nature had studied to excel man’s brightest imagination, and exquisiteness of art: yet all those profusenesses of nature’s wonders are not sufficient to keep away or expel anxious thoughts from his mind.

In these melancholy thoughts, which his lonesomeness every now and then created, he returns home, where Providence had left a remedy for