hok shai! wonderful thing. Then I have lost not only that beautiful
animal but my own horse as well. Oh pity! Oh pity!"

He gave up his horse, but before parting he begged the priest to tell
him how he knew it would snow.

"My pig told me as we were walking in the garden yesterday. I saw it
put its nose in the heap of manure you see in that corner, and I knew
that to be a sure sign that it would snow on the morrow," replied the
priest.

Deeply mystified, the Turk and his slave proceeded on foot. Reaching a
Turkish village before nightfall, he sought and obtained shelter for
the night from the Imam, the Mohammedan priest of the village. While
partaking of the evening meal he asked the Imam when the feast of the
Bairam would be.

"Truly, I do not know! When the cannons fire, I will know it is
Bairam," said his host.

"What!" said the traveller, becoming angry, "you an Imam,--a learned
Hodja,--and don't know when it will be Bairam, and the pig of the
Greek priest knew when it would snow? Shame! Shame!"

And becoming much angered, he declined the hospitality of the Imam and
went elsewhere.

WHO WAS THE THIRTEENTH SON

In the town of Adrianople there lived an Armenian Patriarch, Munadi
Hagop by name, respected and loved alike by Mussulman and Christian.
He was a man of wide reading and profound judgment. The Ottoman
Governor of the same place, Usref Pasha, happened also to be a man of
considerable acquirements and education. The Armenian and the Turk
associated much together. In fact, they were always either walking out
together or visiting, one at the residence of the other. This went on
for some time, and the twelve wise men who were judges in the city
thought that their Governor was doing wrong in associating so much
with a dog of a Christian; so they resolved to call him to account.

This resolution taken, the entire twelve proceeded to the house of the
Governor and told him that he was setting a bad example to his
subjects. They feared, too, that the salvation of his own soul and of
his posterity was in danger, should this Armenian in any way influence
his mind.

"My friends," answered the Governor, "this man is very learned, and
the only reason why we so often come together is because a great
sympathy exists between us, and much mutual pleasure is derived from
this friendship. I ask his advice, and he gives me a clear
explanation. He is my friend, and I would gladly see him your friend."

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