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About The Author - George S. Clason GEORGE SAMUEL CLASON was born in Louisiana, Missouri, in November 1847. He attended the University of Nebraska and served in the United States Army during the Spanish-American War.   A successful businessman, he founded the Clason Map Company of Denver, Colorado, and published the first road atlas of the United States and Canada. In 1926, he issued the first of a famous series of pamphlets on thrift and financial success, using parables set in ancient Babylon to make each of his points. These were distributed in large quantities by banks and insurance companies and became familiar to millions, the most famous being "The Richest Man in Babylon," the parable from which the present volume takes its title. These "Babylonian parables have become a modern inspirational

The Richest Man In Babylon By George S Clason Chapter 11 -   An Historical Sketch of Babylon In the pages of history there lives no city more glamorous than Babylon. It's very name conjures visions of wealth and splendour. Its treasures of gold and jewels were fabulous. One naturally pictures such a wealthy city as located in a suitable setting of tropical luxury, surrounded by rich natural resources of forests and mines. Such was not the case. It was located beside the Euphrates River, in a flat, arid valley. It had no forests, no mines—not even stone for building: It was not even located upon a natural trade route. The rainfall was insufficient to raise crops. Babylon is an outstanding example of man's ability to achieve great objectives, using whatever means are at his disposal. All of the resources supporting this large city were man-developed. All of its riches were man-made. Babylon possessed just two natural resources—a fertile ...

The Richest Man In Babylon By George S Clason Chapter 6 - The Gold Lender of Babylon Fifty pieces of gold! Never before had Rodan, the spearmaker of old Babylon, carried so much gold in his learner wallet. Happily down the king's highway from the palace of his most liberal Majesty he strode. Cheerfully the gold clinked as the wallet at his belt swayed with each step—the sweetest music he had ever heard. Fifty pieces of gold! All his! He could hardly realize his good fortune. What power in those clinking discs! They could purchase anything he wanted, a grand house, land, cattle, camels, horses, chariots, whatever he might desire. What use should he make of it? This evening as he turned into a side street toward the home of his sister, he could think of nothing he would rather possess than those same glittering, heavy pieces of gold—his to keep. It was upon an evening some days later that a perplexed Rodan entered the shop of Mathon, the lende...