swered the Jew, "I have been asleep, and have
not followed your conversation; and if I had, what worth could my
opinion be, I, a poor Jew?"

The converted Jew then said: "At least, you can tell us, to pass the
time, where you have been in your sleep?" and he burst out laughing,
thinking it a capital joke.

"I dreamt I was in Paradise," replied the poor Jew. "Oh! it was
wonderful! There were three great golden gates, and on the inside, at
the side of the keeper of each gate, stood Mohammed at one, Moses at
the other, and Jesus at the third. No one was allowed to pass into
Paradise, unless Mohammed, Moses, or Jesus gave the order that they
should pass. At Mohammed's gate a man knocked, and on being opened,
the keeper asked:

"'What is your name?' to which he replied, 'Ahmet.'

"'And your father's name?' again asked the keeper. 'Abdullah.'

"And the prophet signed with his hand that he might enter.

"I then went to the gate where Jesus stood, and heard the same
questions put to an applicant. He told the keeper that his name was
Aristide, and that his father's name was Vassili, and Jesus permitted
him to enter.

"Hearing a loud knocking at Mohammed's gate again, I hurried to see
who the important comer was. There stood a man of confident mien, who
proudly answered that his name was Hussein Effendi.

"'And your father's name?' asked the keeper. 'Abraham,' replied
Hussein. At this Mohammed said: 'Shut the door; you can't enter here;
mixtures will not do.'"

"Eh! What happened next?" asked the Turk.

"Just then, as the gate was shutting, I heard your voice and I awoke,
Pasha Effendi," answered the Jew; "and so I can't tell you."

And as they approached the Scala (landing), they disembarked at
Scutari and separated without a word.

THE METAMORPHOSIS

Hussein Agha was much troubled in spirit and mind. He had saved a
large sum of money in order that he might make the pilgrimage to
Mecca. What troubled him was, that after having carefully provided for
all the expenses of this long journey there still remained a few
hundred piasters over and above. What was he to do with these? True,
they could be distributed amongst the poor, but then, might not he, on
his return, require the money for even a more meritorious purpose?

After much consideration, he decided that it was not Allah's wish that
he should at once give this money in charity. On the other hand, he
felt convinced that he should not give it to a bro