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unfortunate man to death. Pythias begged to be allowed to go and bid his relations in the country farewell, promising to return at a given time to suffer the death to which he had been condemned. Dionysius laughed his request to scorn, saying that once he was safely out of Syracuse it was not likely he would ever return to die. Pythias replied that he had a friend, named Damon, who would be answerable for his return at the given time. Damon then came forward and swore that if Pythias did not keep his word, he himself would suffer death in his stead. Dionysius consented to let Pythias go.
Time went on and the day fixed for his return drew near, but still he did not come. The Syracusans told Damon that he would have to die for his faithless friend, but Damon showed no anxiety. At length the very day and hour upon which the condemned man was to die came round. But a few minutes before the fatal time Pythias rushed in, and having warmly embraced his friend, he went forward to take his place. Dionysius was so struck by the conduct of the two men that he pardoned Pythias, and calling him and Damon to his side he entreated them to allow him to be a third in their friendship.

Charlemagne and the
Charcoal-burner
CHARLEMAGNE AND THE CHARCOAL-BURNEROnce the noble Charlemagne, King of the Franks, was riding across a lonely moor with some of his courtiers, when they were overtaken by a terrific storm. It became so dark that the party lost sight of one another, and the King found himself alone in the tempest of wind and rain. As he struggled on he met a poor man leading a horse with two great baskets upon its back.
"What is your name, friend?" enquired Charlemagne.
"I am Ralph, the charcoal-burner," replied the man.
"Can you tell me where I can find shelter for my horse and myself?" asked the King.
"If you care to come with me to my cottage you will be very welcome," answered Ralph.
The King was only too glad to accompany the man to his house in the forest. When they reached the door the charcoal-burner called to his wife to hasten to let them in. Ralph stood aside for his companion to pass in first, but Charlemagne hung back behind. Seeing this the man took him by the neck and pushed him in the house, saying, "It is only right that my guest should enter first."
When supper was ready the charcoal-burner bade King Charlemagne go to the table before him. But again His Majesty held back. Then Ralph gave his visitor such a sound box on the ear that he staggered and fell.
"Why will you not do as I bid you?" he cried angrily.
"These are strange doings indeed," said the King to himself, as he rose from the ground.
"Now tell me who you are, and where you live?" said the peasant to his royal guest.
THE CHARCOAL-BURNER AT THE PALACE"My name is Uzmond, and I live at Court, where I have an office with the Queen," replied Charlemagne.
Early the next morning, Charlemagne before starting offered


