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¡¡¡¡A cobbler passed his time in singing from morning till night;it was wonderful to see,wonderful to hear him;he was  

¡¡¡¡more contented in shoes,than was any of the seven sages.His neighbor,on the contrary,who was rolling in wealth,sung  

¡¡¡¡but little and slept less.He was a banker;when by chance he fell into a doze at day-break,the cobbler awoke him with  

¡¡¡¡his song.The banker complained sadly that Providence had not made sleep a saleable commodity,like edibles or  

¡¡¡¡drinkables.Having at length sent for the songster,he said to him,"How much a year do you earn,Master Gregory?"  

¡¡¡¡"How much a year,sir?"said the merry cobbler laughing,"I have reckon in that way,living as I do from one day to  

¡¡¡¡another;somehow I manage to reach the end of the year;each day brings its meal."  

¡¡¡¡"Well then!How much a day do you earn,my friend?"  
¡¡"Sometimes more,sometimes less;but the worst of it is,-and,without that our earnings would be very tolerable,-a  

¡¡¡¡number of days occur in the year on which we are forbidden to work;and the curate,moreover,is constantly adding some  

¡¡¡¡new saint to the list."  

¡¡¡¡The banker,laughing at his simplicity,said,"In the future I shall place you above want.Take this hundred  

¡¡¡¡crowns,preserve them carefully,and make use of them in time of need."  

¡¡¡¡The cobbler fancied he beheld all the wealth which the earth had produced in the past century for the use of  

¡¡¡¡mankind.Returning home,he buried his money and his happiness at the same time,No more singin;he lost his voice,the  

¡¡¡¡moment he acquired that which is the source of so much grief.Sleep quitted his dwelling;and cares,suspicions,and  

¡¡¡¡false alarms took its place,All day,his eye wandered in the direction of his treasure;and at night,if some stray cat  
made a noise,the cat was robbing him.At length the poor man ran to the house of his rich neighbor;"Give my back."  

¡¡¡¡said he,"sleep and my voice,and take your hundred crowns."  

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