Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1853-05-11
BIZ SAMUEL D. HARRIS, III.
THE SIEVE N BEANS
True Story Of Lefgoil,1.

The East is the land of stories.= The; Ara
around the evening watch-fre in the. desert, tn
Persian merchant in the lcarayanserai, the idl
Tsrsin hecofee-shop, lying putting in his. chi
bouk, an the sultan jaded with sensuality, loung
ingon iuxuriant cushions in the recesses of hi
palaces and the Georgian beansy, weary of slave
~, and draining of her native hilis-all value
good tale as the greatest of treats and good sto
ry.teller as the cleverest of men. When the bu
slness of the day is at an end, the shopkeeper
and merchants of the town hurry to the cafe, ant
there reclining easily,wt the bowls of their pipe
at their feet and all their senses buried in yolup
tuous dreaminess, they listen while the profes
sonal storyteller recounts the adventures of somt
follower of the Prophet, and his reward is neve
gradgingly bestowed. When his talent and flu
ency are very great, the payments made him arr
sometimes extfaYagant. The intervals between
che stories are filled up BY the performances o
she-Almee, or dancing girls. The stories are al
ways acted as well related, and sometimes witt
great dramatic power. The following tale as re
iatedsin the cefee shops of Cairo, has fallen un
dersour hand, from the pen of Charles Asselineau
and we hare put it into shape and form. a.. .s7
Ia the name of the Prophet, welcome! From
she aeginaing of the world unto the end cloud
serves thee Sor parasoI. In Cairo there are three
good Ethinps-the MaemaI, the Nile, and the
Feast ofahe Sultan. At Damascus there are two
badthings-- biasphe and faisehood. Allah is
Allah. In Care there lived not many years ago
,noor !. a. .,,a s,s wife. and his name was Ben
.af.oi,ns n uv.s an ;n,L,str;oas man bnt times
.re.e hard monevs scarce. aad with great dificul.
sy.d;d he make a sjvsno. He uouid sit in his hut
hean;ro aszses ON his sead crviae. aCod is God
.na. Mssar.,aea { his et. hut what has Ma
,.a,.,.d go aa,o g, ..ea n. v,;fe would 70
rro,ci. A., Mil, b;s u;cLedness. but n va;n-
He cnnt;,.,ed 70 find fault uith the DEGREES of
prov;aanca
One morning Ben Lefgoin rose early and pre-
pared fo ga osat His wife asked him where he
,sas oai,,c. h,4 he ,x1o,,d not saw. She nressed.
houevar verr hard and as tba c,an;ne Of woman
i preat' he II last laid hare his heart before
her. He had made up his mind to 70 out, secrete
himself on the edge, Of the desert, and rob the
first man ii at came b.. - ss5< ~ =
q Dog Of an Arab!,' cried she, angrily, ESQ you
would turn tl,ief, would you! Take book, and
and an iinkstard, and pen; 90 out into the ba-
zaar, and set you down gravely in corner, but
where, looking humble, you may be seen by all.
The people will think You learned Sheikh; they
will ask your advice, and you will become rich
mans, 2 a.f7 60. 81 s' ss
?. But, replied the husband, dolefully,"I have
not even tarbooshs to cover my head.,'
His wife looked r,und, and saw lying in cor
ner an empty yateney, kind of pumpkin, which
she cut in twain, and stuck on his head. This
gave him avery ancient and solemn aspect "A
waggish neighhor even cal led him as he went out
Sheikh Yateney, which being transla is Father
Pumpkin. Lefgoim. however, looked MOTTO the
right or the left, but, his book open, and nkstand
id hand, moved on towards the bazaar. He look
ed about him, and at last saw spot which lay
near the entrance, and there fixed himself. Now
iosbappenedithat about an hour later. peasant
from one of the neighborng villages came by,
looking around him anxiously, and prying into
every doorway. He was about to rush through
the bazaar, when, seeing the solemn-looking
sheikh seated ON the ground, he said:
"May thy-beard never be less! but, master,
have lost my donkey. You are learned man
can you tell lsme whereit isl,. s k@z@z
Oh, Fatima,'' lmuttered Lefgoim to himself
3 ssyou may expect beating for this. Never was
man placed in such wretched position by hi.
wifes,o But he felt he must answer, SO he said a
random: g Go to the cemetery. and you will fne
your donkey. .ss,1.sssa z.ss.s. !. y, ...s,sf s-x
Now il happened that the peasant! found hi
donkey in the place indicated, and returning toll
the sheikhs gave him many thanks and piece o
money. Sheikhs Yateney, as he was in future call
ed, vent home in the evening quite delighted, an