<h3> <SPAN name="stick"></SPAN> THE CROOKED STICK<br/> </h3>
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First Traveler: What's that lying in the dust?<br/>
Second Traveler: A crooked stick.<br/>
First Traveler: What's it worth, if you can trust<br/>
To arithmetic?<br/>
Second Traveler: Isn't this a riddle?<br/>
First Traveler: No, a trick.<br/>
Second Traveler: It's worthless. Leave it where it lies.<br/>
First Traveler: Wait; count ten;<br/>
Rub a little dust upon your eyes;<br/>
Now, look again.<br/>
Second Traveler: Well, and what the devil is it, then?<br/>
First Traveler: It's the sort of crooked stick that shepherds know.<br/>
Second Traveler: Some one's loss!<br/>
First Traveler: Bend it, and you make of it a bow.<br/>
Break it, a cross.<br/>
Second Traveler: But it's all grown over with moss!<br/></p>
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