Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1898-10-30
TALES OF THE ORIENT.

ing about to show himself to his sub
jects and listen to any complaints, a
peasant fell down before him and cried
out:
20, great and powerful ruler of the
world, take pity on my forlorn condi-
tion.''
Il don't see anything wrong with
your condition." replied the great man
as he locked the fellow over. "Didst
find a bottle of horse medicine on the
highway and drink it down for rare old
port?"
why l ache and sigh and suffer, O
ruler, is because l am poor in purse"
"Oh, that's it. EN-? Want to be a
Rothschild, do you?"
"If it so please your mighty high
ness?"
We'll, I'll send you down a CARLOAD
of ducats and enter your name upon my
list of nabobs. I'm always ready to
grant any little favors to my subjects,
you know
Next day a cart drawn by two asses
and loaded up with gold appeared be-
fore the peasants nut. The money
had not yet been unloaded when his
wife planned for jewelry and ward
robe, and bitter quarrel was the re-
suit. Then came the~peasant' father,
mother, brothers and sisters and
demanded portions, and these
were followed by the lightning
rcd man, the sewing machine
agent, the windmill man and
various others who had something to
sell. Then came neighbors who wanted
to borrow, and after them a band of rob-
bers. The peasant had not had the
treasure in his possession over twelve
hours when he went to the grand vizier
and said:
sc, thou wise and kind-hearted
ruler, take back thy ducats and leave
me as before. | thought l could run
a side-show, but l find L am mistaken"
But you owe me 600 scudi as taxes"
replied the great man, "and as you
have not paid, I'll give orders to my
executioner to whack you one hundred
whacks on the sole of each foot"
And a week later, as the peasant
was able to hobble to his door and sit
in the sun, he said to his wife:
Now, then, I've got back my appe-
tite for rye coffee and cornbread, and
if there is any mere Rothschild's bus
ness around this hut you'll dance to
the music YOURSELF"
The cadi was giving audience in his
hall one afternoon when a young girl
kelt at his feet and cried out:
20 friend of the people and boss Of
tie universe, Truth is mighty and must
prevail, but though seek for Truth 1
cannot find it,.
And what do you want with Truth,
o maiden?" kindly asked the great
man.
Il wouldst know, o cadi, whether
am handsome and attractive l have
asked my parents, and they only reply:
'Ah-un.' l have asked my friends, and
they turn from the question | have
no lack of escorts, and yet none OF
them propose marriage Have | fair
share of good-lCoks. or is it my face
that stops the town clock every time
1 pass the City Hall?''
30. maiden" said the cadi, after
scratching his ear for while. Truth
is indeed mighty and must prevail, but
at the same time Truth is jewel hid
den at the bottom of deep well. Not
having time to descend and hunt for it
to-day, | must observe in regard to
your beauty, your beaux, and so
forth"
What, o cadi?"
We'll, if l were in your place, I'd
start in to learn shorthand and type
writing. so as to be able to support
husband"
A sage of great renowp was sitting
in his cave one evening when a way
farer came along and put down his
bundle and began:
90. sage. l have travelled from Wau-
seon en- purpose to greet theee as the
greatest philosopher Of the age, and to
ask a great favor"
"What dost thou sigh for?" asked the
sage as he tossed aside the turkeybone
he had been gnawing at and wiped his
fingers on his hair.
81 would be a philosopher, 0 sage
What is your occupation?'
81 conduct a grocery business"
There is philosophy in working off
green watermelons and soft cucum
bers,'' smiled the renowned.
But not the philosophy that another
generation can bring up to prove my
claim to renown. Those things you
speak of rather belorg to the business,
you know, ard are acquired without
thought or study
well. l don't know about your being
a philosopher" said the old man as he