Aladdin and the Wonderful Lamp

There once lived a poor tailor, who had a son called Aladdin, a careless, idle boy who would do nothing but play all day long in the streets with little idle boys like himself. This so grieved the father that he died; yet, in spite of his mother's tears and prayers, Aladdin did not mend his ways. One day, when he was playing in the streets as usual, a stranger asked him his age, and if he were not the son of Mustapha the tailor.

从前住着一个贫穷的裁缝，他有一个名叫阿拉丁的儿子。阿拉丁是个粗心、游手好闲的孩子，整天什么事也不做，只知道和街上像他一样游手好闲的小男孩们一起玩耍。这让父亲非常伤心，以致郁郁而终；然而，尽管母亲流泪祈求，阿拉丁依然没有改邪归正。一天，当他像往常一样在街上玩耍时，一个陌生人走过来询问他的年龄，并问他是不是裁缝穆斯塔法的儿子。

"I am, sir," replied Aladdin; "but he died a long while ago."

“是的，先生，”阿拉丁回答说，“但他很久以前就去世了。”

On this the stranger, who was a famous African magician, fell on his neck and kissed him, saying: "I am your uncle, and knew you from your likeness to my brother. Go to your mother and tell her I am coming."

听了这话，这位著名的非洲魔法师陌生人搂住他的脖子吻了他，说道：“我是你的叔叔，我从你和我弟弟相像的模样认出了你。快回去告诉你母亲，说我就要来了。”