The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-12-24

mans wife, who said; ''Why do you hold
MS tail up so carefully2 Things are as
pad as they can be already with him. 5"
They would be worse if 1 left that to get
wet alson
Donkeys furnish the subjects of many
OF the Oriental tales, but l have chosen
only such as have never been published
before here. There is one in particular
which also has its origin in one of the
Nar-Hastri-Hodj books, which shows
the folly Of too sanguine nature.
Enthusiastically wife had always
wanted him to buy donkey to assist him
In his travels, which often took him a
three days journey, but somehow his
finances never reached that desired
point. Finally one day he came in from a
walk joyfully saying:
Congratulate me, my dear, l have got
your donkey"
Where is he?" cried she delightedly.
II mean have as good as got him"
What do you meanln
We'll, have found a shoe, and it only
needs that l should find three more and a
donkey and then we will have one.n
1t is lucky that Allah gave me two
ears so that what you say could go in one
and ont the other, otherwise your fool
lshness would split my head" declared
the wife as she went about her business
so vexed she could not add another word
"a tongue has no bones, but it can
break them" grumbled the Hodia as he
retired to his books.
Extreme innocent simplicity and belief
In everything others SAID is a peculiar
trait or failing in the old man character
and he was often brought into a great
deal of trouble by it, and earned thereby
many a scolding from his worthy wife.
One night he was returning from meet
ing of scientists, and he passed a dark
and lonely street, where he found two
robbers with long iile working away on
the bars which fastened the door of a
wealthy mans house. Nar-Hastri- Hod1a
paused and watched the maneuver for
some time, and then asked: SIN the
name of the prophet, what are you do
ing2"
"Playihg the VIOLIN" was the reply.
But hear no music"
''If you Up to the Grand Caimakan to-
morrow you will hear it. This is a new
style of violin, which you play at night,
and the sound comes the next morning in
another place"
Nar-Hastri-Hodj could not sleep for
thinking of the promised musical treat,
and the next day went up to the Grand
CaimakaH, or high court of justice, where
he sat silent and immovable listening for
the music, which never sounded. After
two or three hours waiting the owner of
the house came, and, in great distress,
told how burglars had filed off the bars
and entered his house and carried off all
his valuables. NarHastrI-Hodja listened
in silence and then said TO himself:
81 see now. This is the music from the
violin played last night
And he went home to his pilaff and pipe.
Nar-Hastri-Hodia's simple trust in the
a Of ic al -
see, and it is related that he had a garden
which was suffering for want of rain.
He went into his private room and prayed
that God would send a shower, but none
came that day, He prayed again and
none came, and again the third day he
made it the subject Of fervent prayer.
That night rain fell, which was nearer
deluge than rain, and it washed away
every plant in the garden and left it a
little pond. When the Hodja saw the
ruin he stood and looked at it in dismay,
then he said:
SIT is not your fault, Oh, Lord, but
mine. told you where my garden was.
l ought to have kept that a secret"
He showed more foresight in other re-
spects, for whenever he sent one of his
children to buy anything he always
whipped the child before he started. A
neighbor once asked why he did this.
III Is Detber 10 whip BOY DeIore ne
breaks the pitcher than after, isn't itl"
answered the poor old philosopher, who
had been poor so long that, he said, he
had got into the habit of it. One of his
neighbors came along one day and found
the Hodja sitting in his window with
every evidence Of being in a state of great
physical comfort and satisfaction.
What has happened to you Hodia,
that you look so happy2" asked his neigh
Dor.
~ am enjoying a delightful dinner, by
Allah's grace" answered he.
81 see no dinner" said his friend
cit is my neighbor's dinner. get the
smell of it here, and assure you it is de-
licious," said the Hodja, who rarely had
anything more substantial than the smell.