aid.

In the hope of recovering his money, the Armenian had the case brought
before Mehmet Ali Pasha of Egypt, a clever and learned judge. No
witnesses, however, could be cited to prove that the money had either
been borrowed or repaid. The entries were verified, and it was thought
that perhaps the Armenian had forgotten. Before dismissing the case,
however, Mehmet Ali Pasha called in the Public Weigher and ordered
that both the Armenian and Jewish merchants be weighed. This done,
Mehmet Ali Pasha took note of their respective weights. The Jew
weighed fifty okes and the Armenian sixty okes. He then discharged
them, saying that he would send for them later on.

The Armenian waited patiently for a month or two, but no summons came
from the Pasha. Every Friday he endeavored to meet the Pasha so as to
bring the case to his mind, but without avail; for the Pasha,
perceiving him from a distance, would turn away his head or otherwise
purposely avoid catching his eye. At last, after about eight months of
anxious waiting, the Armenian and the Jew were summoned to appear
before the court. Mehmet Ali Pasha, in opening the case, called in the
Public Weigher and had them weighed again. On this occasion it was
found that the Armenian had decreased, now only weighing fifty okes,
for worry makes a man grow thin; but the Jew, on the contrary, had put
on several okes. These facts were gravely considered, and the Pasha
accused the Jew of having received the money and at once ordered the
brass pot to be heated and placed on his head to force confession. The
Jew did not care to submit to this fearful ordeal, so he confessed
that he had not repaid the debt, and had to do so then and there.

HOW THE FARMER LEARNED TO CURE HIS WIFE--A TURKISH AESOP

There once lived a farmer who understood the language of animals. He
had obtained this knowledge on condition that he would never reveal
its possession, and with the further provision that should he prove
false to his oath the penalty would be certain death.

One day he chanced to listen to a conversation his ox and his horse
were having. The ox had just come in from a weary and hard day's work
in the rain.

"Oh," sighed the ox, looking over to the horse, "how fortunate you are
to have been born a horse and not an ox. When the weather is bad you
are kept in the stable, well fed, groomed every morning, and caressed
every evening. Oh that I were a horse!"

"What you say is true," repl