Titel: Nieuw Engelsch lees-, leer- en vertaalboek voor eerstbeginnenden
Auteur: Lagerwey, J.; Ludolph, L.J.C.
Uitgave: Gorinchem: J. Noorduyn en zoon, 1863
5e, verb. dr.
Auteursrechten: Zie auteursrechten
Citeerinstructie: Bijzondere Collecties van de Universiteit van Amsterdam, UBM: Obr. 5818
Onderwerp: Taal- en letterkunde naar afzonderlijke talen: Engelse taalkunde
Trefwoord: Engels, Leermiddelen (vorm)
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the father beeame alarmed, and, turning to Eobert, said:
"Unfortunate boy, what have you done? Have I pur-
eliased my freedom at the expense of your integrity ?
Better had you left me in slavery to the end of my days."
— " Calm your apprehensions, my dear father," said
Kobert, embracing him; "I am not your deliverer; but
I think I know who it is." He then related tlie story of
the stranger, who had inquired with so much interest into
the situation of his father, and declared he would never
discontinue his search till he had discovered their generous
One day he met him on the quay; he immediately ac-
costed him, calling him the guardian angel of tlieir fa-
mily, and entreating him to go and contemplate the hap-
piness he had bestowed. The stranger appeared to follow
the young man ; but in passing near the exchange, he
disappeared in the crowd , and Eobert could never after-
ward find him. He learnt, however, that this generous
man was no other than MoNTEsquiEU.
Gratitude and Generosity.
Ali-ibn-abbas, favourite of the Calif Mamoun, relates a
story that happened to himself. I was, says he, one evening
with the Calif, when a man, bound hand and foot, was
brought in. Mamoun ordered me to keep a watchful eye
over the prisoner, and to bring him the next day. The
Calif seemed greatly irritated, and the fear of exposing
myself to his resentment, induced me to confine the pri-
soner in my harem. I asked him to what country he
belonged. He said, Damascus, and that his residence was in
the quarter of the great Mosque. "May heaven," cried I,
"shower down blessings upon the city of Damascus, and
particularly upon your quarter. I owe my life to a man
that lived there." These words excited his curiosity, and
I thus proceeded. "It is many years since the viceroy of