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There once lived a poor tailor who had a son called Aladdin, a careless, idle boy 21 would do nothing but play all day long in the streets with little idle boys like himself. This so grieved the father that 22 died; yet, in spite of his mother's tears and prayers, Aladdin did not 23 his ways. One day, when he was playing in the streets as usual, a stranger 24 him if he was not the son of Mustapha the tailor. 'I am, sir,' replied Aladdin, 'but he died a 25 while ago.' On this the stranger, who was a 26 magician, fell on his neck and kissed him saying: 'I am your uncle, and 27 you from your likeness to my brother. Go to your mother and tell her I am coming.' Aladdin ran home and told his mother of his newly 28 uncle. 'Indeed, child,' she said, 'your father had a 29 , but I always thought he was dead.' However, she prepared supper, and told Aladdin to seek his 30 , who came laden with wine and fruit. He fell down and kissed the place where Mustapha used to sit, telling Aladdin's mother not to be 31 at not having seen him before, as he had been out of the country for forty years. He then 32 to Aladdin, and asked him his trade, at which the boy hung his head, while his mother burst into tears. On learning that Aladdin was idle and had learned 33 trade, he offered to get a shop for him and stock it with merchandise. The next 34 he bought Aladdin a fine suit of clothes and took him all over the city, showing him the sights, and brought him home at nightfall 35 his mother, who was overjoyed to see her son dressed so fine.