Evening star., 1921-11-06
By ELISA Rhais'

1t spreads. When it has spread it
| will work for you.'
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NEVERTHELESS, Sid Moulay's
peace Of mind did not last. The
prince Of a neighboring region had
heard tales of Moulay and his sorcery.
People told him Of the miracles which
Sid had performed. The prince was q
good son Of Allah, but a little skep-
tical. He asked the sultan to send
him this talib, Of whom there was 80
much talk. He wished, he said, to
inquire as to the whereabouts Of some
articles recently stolen from him.
When Moulay heard this news he
was panic-stricken. He said to Bou-
zemzem:
second was butter: the third will be
9nsiS 9,tSh; . This t'me' surely it means
Sid Moulay was received In the new
country with great pomp. The prince
himself came to meet him. accom-.
panied by his three young sons. At
honor. He scarcely touched the sue
culent Viands and failed to enter
into the joyous conversation about
him. He was profoundly troubled and
began to lose his self command.
At the end OF the meal the prince
Master Talib. I want to make you
acquainted with a loss which I suf-
cred about four days ago"
There was u deep silence in the hall.
ened breathlessiy. The princes chii.
dren were mute, but the traces OF a
malicious smile Showed at the corners
Of their mouths.
The former woodcutter couldn't
solved to tell everything. to confess
everything. He felt that frankness
would be, under the circumstances.
the surest means of saving his head.
Prince" he began -"Prince, the
er Ts' e Ess thpa h1aey; s pte phs second was but
But what was his stupefaction
when he heard the children roll over
on the couches and shout:
That's right! That's right! Sid
Talib has guessed it."
At the same time chorus Of yow-
VOWS came from behind, a curtain.
May God bless the wise man! May
God protect him from the evil eye"
cried the women Of the court, who
We're invisible.
The children clapped their hands in
excitemen and repeated together:
He is right father! He has guessed
IT,"
The prince arose. Lively emotion
and sincere admiration were pictured
on his face. He came over and saluted
the great talib. Then, taking him
by the arm, while poor Sid Moulay
did not know yet whether he could
believe his eyes or his ears, he led
him into the palace garden.
I'm truth" said the prince. II
doubted your power, which people
said was so enormous. I wanted to
test it. Tho three Jars which had
buried in the back of my garden
contained ono Of them honey, the
second butter and the third PITCH
In the presence of the dumfounded
Sid Moulay. a negro slave uncovered
the three Jars to tho suns rays.
The prince overwhelmed Sid Mou-
lay with gifts. A whole caravan es-
corted him back to the sultan's cap
ita'. But before he re-entered his
house Sid Moulay shaped himself 81
paddle out Of q piece Of fir tree, with
which to threaten his wife II she
insisted on living any longer in tho
sultanS domain.
Hurry up. wife" he cried. "or
may God burn your bones on the
day of your death: Make haste. We
must disappear at once. We are
bloated with wealth"
Bon-zemgem made no opposition
this time.
And thereafter no one ever heard
anything of Sid Moulay, the wonder
full talib.
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