could enter Paradise, and this I did."

The Cadis, after consulting, gave judgment as follows:

"We note that you could not have done anything else but sell the two
hundred yards of Paradise, and the fact that you cannot enter there is
ample punishment for the wrong committed; but there is still a
grievous charge against you, which, if you can clear to our
satisfaction, you will at once be dismissed. How much did the document
cost you and what did you sell it for?"

"Effendim, it cost me two hundred piasters, and I sold it for two
hundred piasters."

This statement having been proved by producing the deed in question,
and the tithe-collector who had given it to the Imam for two hundred
piasters, the Jew was acquitted.

JEW TURNED TURK

Sirkedji, the landing-place on the Stamboul side of the Golden Horn,
is always a scene of bustle and noise. The Caiquedjis, striving for
custom, cry at the top of their voices: "I am bound for Haskeuy; I can
take another man; my fare is a piaster!"

Others call in lusty tones, that they are bound for Karakeuy. Further
out in the stream are other caiques, bound for more distant places,
some with a passenger or two, others without. In one of these sat a
Jew patiently waiting, while the Caiquedji, standing erect, backed in
and out, every now and then calling at the top of his voice:
'Iuskidar,' meaning that he was bound for Scutari, on the Asiatic
shore.

At last a Mussulman signed to him to approach, and inquired his fare.
After some bargaining, the Turk entered the caique, and the boatman
still held on to the pier in the hope of securing a third passenger,
which, after a very short time, he did. The third passenger happened
to be a Jew, who had forsaken his faith for that of Islam.

This converted individual saw at a glance that one of his
fellow-passengers was a Moslem and the other a Jew, and wishing to
gain favor in the eyes of the former, he called the other a 'Yahoudi'
(meaning Jew, but usually employed as a term of disdain) and told him
to make room for him. This the Jew meekly did, without a murmur, and
the Caiquedji bent his oars for the Asiatic shore. The converted Jew
and the Turk started a conversation, which they kept up till within a
short distance of Scutari, when the Turk turned and said to the Jew,
who had humbly been sitting on the low seat with bowed head and closed
eyes:

"And what have you to say on the subject, Moses?"

"Alas! Pasha Effendi," an