The Prophet





A WIZARD, sitting in the marketplace, was telling the fortunes of

the passers-by when a person ran up in great haste, and

announced to him that the doors of his house had been broken open

and that all his goods were being stolen. He sighed heavily and

hastened away as fast as he could run. A neighbor saw him

running and said, "Oh! you fellow there! you say you can foretell

the fortunes of others; how is it you did not foresee your own?'





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