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POWERFUL GENIE IN
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nW mthtmirfuf bltdtirmoft tf nirfhtwid Initio
I tMfcfcl't M ft wink o tie. I wm lad when I Ward the iron tfatc rattle
I mi fcrnil, mil MBJfr timif aiming fr grt ir even. if I did feet sure he wm
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. -Hh.pooM E.wm(MnmiV world.. ABDULLAH NULLAH AK-SAR-BENI
Ami in half a silly, I found myclf nibbing my furry lack againK
the table leg ami meouwing and purring. There I waa, fuizy-looking tiger cat.
feling..aa ifj would jet' give anything fcr a nice. fat rat to eat.
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"Aha r he laughed. "I mt too qtwck
turned He hack into Brute Buivhody again,
in the os en to bake foe my dinner !' anya he.
for ou. ch, puwy?" aayt hr, aa he
"Now. 1 guew I'm ready to put "ou
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He took me into room of the tattle, where a funny-looking old jar wood on rhe
tatle . "What'a that jar for ?" aayt I. "I'll tell you I" my he, awelling up and look
ing important ; "that'i the jar I wia ahut up in for over a thousand yeartr Then I
remembered the atory of the Genie end the bottle..
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then he aweUcd up two more notchet. An idea etruck me to put atop to hit awful
liet, and juat tec if he tould do anything wonderful. "J know what you can't do; you
can't turn me into a. cat I'J J.
"SavITI bet anything you can't rum yejirtelf into big rat, about to big!",
says 1. Well, he may have been a Genie, but he didn't have much aente, for he Tea
aaya:v "ABDULLAH NULLAH AK-SA R-BEN I" end on the spot where he
vamahed there stood at fine a rat at ever.tickled the palate of any putty cat
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Mebbe I didn't aail through the air.'and, with onelpring,'" wtt about to land on
Mr. Rat and put the Genie out of butineaa, but the Genie was quicker. "Abdullah
. Nullah Ak-sar-benl" he aqucaled, and, instead of pounciog down on the rat ! landed
on the Genic'a back, for he had become himself Again.
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My time was cornel 1 looked every where for aoipe chance of escape, but there
was none Then I apied the jar. "Won't you do jwie more trick for me? Pteaac, Mr.
Genir, jea' one? I could die happy if you eouhf prove rtht you could make your
aelf amall enough to crawl inside that bottle "
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"Well, yea, to obfige yooi" nyt the Geme. and he raved the wand and began to
grow smaller and smallec, until, finally, he trx tiny enough to drop right down in
aide the queer jar, with jet' his head tticking wit. Quick at a Oath, 1 punched him
onuhe head, and, with a how), he dropped down to the bottom ; and mebbe 1 didn't
clap that cork over htm in a jilfv I He howled for nierty and promised me anything
and ev erything if I tuould onlj let him out. Mebbe I did and mebbe 1 didn't.
YoaTI see riext tveek.