One summer he built himself a house, but it was so small that his
neighbors wondered how he could be content with it.
"What is the reason," said they, "that you, who are so great a man,
should build such a little box as this for your dwelling house?"
"Indeed, there may be little reason," said he; "but, small as the
place is, I shall think myself happy if I can fill even it with true
friends."
THE KING AND HIS HAWK.
Gen'ghis Khan was a great king and war-rior.
He led his army into China and Persia, and he con-quered many lands.
In every country, men told about his daring deeds; and they said that
since Alexander the Great there had been no king like him.
One morning when he was home from the wars, he rode out into the woods
to have a day's sport. Many of his friends were with him. They rode
out gayly, carrying their bows and arrows. Behind them came the
servants with the hounds.
It was a merry hunting party. The woods rang with their shouts and
laughter. They expected to carry much game home in the evening.
On the king's wrist sat his favorite hawk; for in those days hawks
were trained to hunt. At a word from their masters they would fly high
up into the air, and look around for prey.
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