Page 13 - Aladdin, or, The wonderful lamp

The stranger, now pressing in among
the crowd of lads, clapped his hand on
Aladdin's shoulder, and said, “ My good

lad, art thou not the son of Mustapha,

the tailor ? n
“ Yes, sir,” said Aladdin, “ but my
father has been dead this long time.”

“ A l a s ! ” cried he, “ what unhappy
news ! I am thy father’s brother, child.

I have been many years abroad ; and now
that I have come home in the hope of
seeing him, you tell me he is dead! ”