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From: rick@ucla-cs.UUCP
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Subject: A story with a moral
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Date: Thu, 20-Sep-84 13:46:06 EDT
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Posted: Thu Sep 20 13:46:06 1984
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Once upon a time a primitive tribe lived in a backward section of deepest,
darkest Africa. These people were throw-backs to the stone age and lived in
small huts woven from tall grasses, ate a vegetarian diet, and were a very
gentle group. They were ruled over by a good king named Umba. Umba had but
one fault: he always had to be the BEST king anywhere. Well, one day the 
tranquillity of the tribe was disturbed by a team of explorers from a small
European country; small in terms of size, but extremely rich. As it turned out
the shiny stones hanging around the necks of the tribe members were actually
diamonds, and the Europeans were greatly interested. But these were highly
honorable explorers and they were not about to exploit these simple natives.
After some time, King Umba was taught to speak with the Europeans and to
read some of the books brought on the expedition. One book which described the
monarchy of the homeland of the explorers fascinated Umba; he was particularly
interested in the ornate throne used by the other king. So interested was he
that a deal was made to trade some diamonds for the throne. Eventually the
throne was delivered to Umba and placed in his hut. Unfortunately, the
throne took up almost all the space in the hut. Umba then ordered that an
addition be added to his house so that he would have a room for his 
magnificent new chair. Although warned against it, Umba had a second story
added to his hut making it the only two-level hut for many miles. The throne
was then stored away in the new room. That night, after spending several
hours relaxing in his kingly piece of furniture Umba retired to his straw mat
bed downstairs. Suddenly a great storm blew up with tremendous winds blowing!
The poor huts were being devastated by the gusts. Umba's hut was so unbalanced
because of the heavy thone stored upstairs that it fell over, and the throne 
fell on poor Umba killing him instantly.

MORAL: People who live in grass houses shouldn't stow thrones.


					Rick Gillespie
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					rick@ucla-cs

     "Things are more like they are now than they ever have been before."