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I could see it through the corner of my eye, but I determined not to look straight at him for fear he would tell another story. But although I am not a woman, I did finally look, and as soon as I did he went right into another story. I COULD SEE IT THROUGH THE CORNER OF MY EYE BUT I DETERMINED NOT TO LOOK STRAIGHT AT HIM FOR FEAR HE WOULD TELL ANOTHER STORY BUT ALTHOUGH I AM NOT A WOMAN I DID FINALLY LOOK AND AS SOON AS I DID HE WENT RIGHT INTO ANOTHER STORY
own friends. RUSSELL H. CONWELL. ACRES OF DIAMONDS [1] WHEN going down the Tigris and Euphrates rivers many years ago with a party of English travelers I found myself under the direction of an old Arab guide whom we hired up at Bagdad, and I have often thought how that guide resembled our barbers in certain mental characteristics. He thought that it was not only his duty to guide us down those rivers, and do what he was paid for doing, but also to entertain us with stories curious and weird, ancient and modern, strange and familiar. Many of them I have forgotten, and I am glad I have, but there is one I shall never forget. The old guide was leading my camel by its halter along the banks of those ancient rivers, and he told me story after story until I grew weary of his story-telling and ceased to listen. I have never been irritated with that guide when he lost his temper as I ceased listening. But I remember that he took off his Turkish cap and swung it in a circle to get my attention. X DOT ORG ACRES OF DIAMONDS BY RUSSELL H CONWELL PART ONE WHEN GOING DOWN THE TIGRIS AND EUPHRATES RIVER MANY MANY YEARS AGO WITH MY PARTY OF ENGLISH TRAVELLERS I FOUND MYSELF UNDER THE DIRECTION OF AN OLD ARAB GUIDE WHOM WE HIRED UP AT BAGDAD AND I HAVE OFTEN THOUGHT HOW THAT GUIDE RESEMBLED OUR BARBERS IN CERTAIN MENTAL CHARACTERISTICS HE THOUGHT THAT IT WAS NOT ONLY HIS DUTY TO GUIDE US DOWN THOSE RIVERS AND DO WHAT HE WAS PAID FOR DOING BUT ALSO TO ENTERTAIN US WITH STORIES CURIOUS AND WEIRD ANCIENT AND MODERN STRANGE AND FAMILIAR MANY OF THEM I HAVE FORGOTTEN AND I AM GLAD THAT I HAVE BUT THERE IS ONE I SHALL NEVER FORGET THE OLD GUIDE WAS LEADING MY CAMEL BY ITS HALTER ALONG THE BANKS OF THOSE ANCIENT RIVERS AND HE TOLD ME STORY AFTER STORY UNTIL I GREW WEARY OF HIS STORY TELLING AND CEASED TO LISTEN I HAVE NEVER BEEN IRRITATED WITH THAT GUIDE WHEN HE LOST HIS TEMPER AS I CEASED LISTENING BUT I REMEMBER THAT HE TOOK OFF HIS TURKISH CAP AND SWUNG IT IN A CIRCLE TO GET MY ATTENTION
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