The mirror., 1922-01-19

oCttcI uodt tHC tHiIu parry dHu tHCICDy
never lost the chance to feast on the
ignorance of the masses. If by the will
of Allah the Arrasas caused misfortune
to fall upon the heads of my faithful
publicly blamed them and equally
would censure or condemn the Parrasas
if during their stay in Office, hunger and
famine caused my people misery and
despair.
"All that the people want is an excuse
for intolerable conditions. Remedies are
matter of viewpoint Never worry about
remedies. Always protect your self by
placing the blame upon those nearest.
eff you will carefully follow my advice
the people will admire your wisdom, love
and trust you, and, no matter what may
happen to discomfort them never blame
you. That is my secret, my son. Keep
it hid in your bosom and share it only
with the few who, like you and I, see in
the great laboring masses, great cow,
fit only to be everlastingly milked, the
chosen few keeping the cream while the
skinned milk is doed out in small guam
titles to the Masses"
The son who had attentively followed
every word spoken by his father lifted
his proud head and burning with shame
because of the advice given by the ruler of
the faithful exclaimed: "But Father how
about those who thereby suffer? How
about the broken faith of the divinely en-
trusted? How about the solemn oath /
and all those elected must swear and
wherein we promise to conscientiously OBJ
serve the laws of the land for the sole
benefit of the people?"
Sultan Achmet Ben Hanezzar looked
upon his offspring as upon being totally
strange to him and his traditions. With
great sadness he reminded himself of the
large sums expended upon the boys educa-
ton to properly enable him to wear the
royal purple. 1t seemed the blood of his
forefathers did not course through the
veins of this youth and in a last attempt
to Justify the means by which he and all
other rulers of the faithful in the glorious
past had wrenched glory, wealth and
achievement, he thundered at his son:
"Why do you worry your mind about the
common herd,-the people? The people
be execrated!"
And here ended Abdul Haman's narra-
tive. A long drawn sigh passed over his
audience sigh indicating the great sus-
pense they were under while listening to
this interesting tale. One by one they
arose and made their way out of the tent.
Some gestulated, some shook their tur-
baned heads, while others argued among
themselves. The consensus of opinion was
that once more Abdul Haman had related
a masterpiece of fiction greatly amusing to
his listeners but really not applicable to
the present day. Indeed not! Such oc-
currences may well have happened 10000
years ago but now-No! No.! they cried
in unison never! it couldn't be done!
They, the people, would never stand for
it. And SO they left.
Abdul Haman's servant cleaned the
place rearranged everything in the tent
and when they had the old order restored
left the story-teller to his narghile pipe
from which he drew the fumes of an ex-
cellent Turkish tobacco, first passing them
through water thereby minimizing the ct
feet of the nicotine. Blowing blue >ringlets
into the air Abdul Haman uncrossed his
legs, stretched himself upon his couch and
unused into his flowing beard, l bow to
thy wisdom great Akiba when read
YOUR memorable words: "Where ignor-
ance is bliss, tits folly to be wise."-M W.