"
"Eat, unhappy one," said the mother, "your sister Aftelis has become the
slave of slaves."
"But look at it," insisted the young girl. "You have not even looked at it.
I will give this piece to the one who will weep a little."
"Well," said the cat, "if you give me that piece I will weep with one eye."
* * * * *
THE KING AND HIS SON
He had a son whom he brought up well. The child grew and said one day to
the King, "I am going out for a walk."
"It is well," answered the King. At a certain place he found an olive-tree
on fire.
"O God," he cried, "help me to put out this fire!"
Suddenly God sent the rain, the fire was extinguished, and the young man
was able to pass. He came to the city and said to the governor:
"Give me a chance to speak in my turn."
"It is well," said he; "speak."
"I ask the hand of your daughter," replied the young man.
"I give her to you," answered the governor, "for if you had not put out
that fire the city would have been devoured by the flames."
He departed with his wife.
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