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Acres of Diamonds

Acres of Diamonds

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Published by: enas on Jun 12, 2009
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While this eBook is optimized for viewing on screen, it may be printed outand assembled in booklet form. Because it is optimized for screenviewing it has larger than normal type when printed. This free eBook is distributed athttp://www.AsAManThinketh.net.  Permission to duplicate and distribute copies is granted so long as it isdistributed in whole, without addition, subtraction or modification, andso long as it is distributed without charge.Copyright © 2001AsAManThinketh.net All rights reserved.
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[Editor’s note: Dr. Russell Conwell, who was the founder of TempleUniversity, delivered this lecture over 6,000 times. This is the mostrecent and complete form of the lecture. It happened to be delivered inPhiladelphia, Dr. Conwell's home city. When he says ``right here inPhiladelphia,'' he means the home city, town, or village of everyreader of this book, just as he would use the name of it if deliveringthe lecture there, instead of doing it through the pages that follow.]
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 atBagdad, and I have often thought how that guide resembledour barbers in certain mental characteristics. He thought thatit was not only his duty to guide us down those rivers, and do what he was paid for doing, but also to entertain us withstories curious and weird, ancient and modern, strange andfamiliar. 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 alongthe banks of those ancient rivers, and he told me story afterstory until I grew weary of his story telling and ceased tolisten. I have never been irritated with that guide when he losthis temper as I ceased listening. But I remember that he tookoff his Turkish cap and swung it in a circle to get myattention. I could see it through the corner of my eye, but Idetermined not to look straight at him for fear he would tellanother story. But although I am not a woman, I did finallylook, and as soon as I did he went right into another story.Said he, ``I will tell you a story now which I reserve formy particular friends.'' When he emphasized the words``particular friends,'' I listened, and I have ever been glad I did.I really feel devoutly thankful, that there are 1,674 young men

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