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    Chapter 20

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    Babbalanja Quotes From An Antique Pagan; And Earnestly Presses It Upon
    The Company, That What He Recites Is Not His, But Another's

    Journeying on, we stopped by a gurgling spring, in a beautiful grove;
    and here, we stretched out on the grass, and our attendants unpacked
    their hampers, to provide us a lunch.

    But as for that Babbalanja of ours, he must needs go and lunch by
    himself, and, like a cannibal, feed upon an author; though in other
    respects he was not so partial to bones.

    Bringing forth the treasure he had buried in his bosom, he was soon
    buried in it; and motionless on his back, looked as if laid out, to
    keep an appointment with his undertaker.

    "What, ho! Babbalanja!" cried Media from under a tree, "don't be a
    duck, there, with your bill in the air; drop your metaphysics, man,
    and fall to on the solids. Do you hear?"

    "Come, philosopher," said Mohi, handling a banana, "you will weigh
    more after you have eaten."

    "Come, list, Babbalanja," cried Yoomy, "I am going to sing."

    "Up! up! I say," shouted Media again. "But go, old man, and wake him:
    rap on his head, and see whether he be in."

    Mohi, obeying, found him at home; and Babbalanja started up.

    "In Oro's name, what ails you, philosopher? See you Paradise, that you
    look so wildly?"

    "A Happy Life! a Happy Life!" cried Babbalanja, in an ecstasy. "My
    lord, I am lost in the dream of it, as here recorded. Marvelous book!
    its goodness transports me. Let me read:--'I would bear the same mind,
    whether I be rich or poor, whether I get or lose in the world. I will
    reckon benefits well placed as the fairest part of my possession, not
    valuing them by number or weight, but by the profit and esteem of the
    receiver; accounting myself never the poorer for any thing I give.
    What I do shall be done for conscience, not ostentation. I will eat
    and drink, not to gratify my palate, but to satisfy nature. I will be
    cheerful to my friends, mild and placable to my enemies. I will
    prevent an honest request, if I can foresee it; and I will grant it,
    without asking. I will look upon the whole world as my country; and
    upon Oro, both as the witness and the judge of my words and my deeds.

    I will live and die with this testimony: that I loved a good
    conscience; that I never invaded another man's liberty; and that I
    preserved my own. I will govern my life and my thoughts, as if the
    whole world were to see the one, and to read the other; for what does
    it signify, to make any thing a secret to my neighbor, when to Oro all
    our privacies are open.'"

    "Very fine," said Media.

    "The very spirit of the
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