met him on the street and began to praise a well-known
artist.... "Good gracious!" exclaimed the fool, "that artist was
relegated to the archives long ago.... Don't you know that?--I did not
expect that of you.... You are behind the times."

The acquaintance was frightened, and immediately agreed with the fool.

"What a fine book I have read to-day!" said another acquaintance to him.

"Good gracious!" cried the fool.--"Aren't you ashamed of yourself? That
book is good for nothing; everybody dropped it in disgust long
ago.--Don't you know that?--You are behind the times."

And that acquaintance also was frightened and agreed with the fool.

"What a splendid man my friend N. N. is!" said a third acquaintance to
the fool.--"There's a truly noble being for you!"

"Good gracious!"--exclaimed the fool,--"it is well known that N. N. is a
scoundrel! He has robbed all his relatives. Who is there that does not
know it? You are behind the times."

The third acquaintance also took fright and agreed with the fool, and
renounced his friend. And whosoever or whatsoever was praised in the
fool's presence, he had the same retort for all.

He even sometimes added reproachfully: "And do you still believe in the
authorities?"

"A malicious person! A bilious man!" his acquaintances began to say
about the fool.--"But what a head!"

"And what a tongue!" added others.

"Oh, yes; he is talented!"

It ended in the publisher of a newspaper proposing to the fool that he
should take charge of his critical department.

And the fool began to criticise everything and everybody, without making
the slightest change in his methods, or in his exclamations.

Now he, who formerly shrieked against authorities, is an authority
himself,--and the young men worship him and fear him.

But what are they to do, poor fellows? Although it is not
proper--generally speaking--to worship ... yet in this case, if one does
not do it, he will find himself classed among the men who are behind
the times!

There is a career for fools among cowards.

April, 1878.

AN ORIENTAL LEGEND

Who in Bagdad does not know the great Giaffar, the sun of the universe?

One day, many years ago, when he was still a young man, Giaffar was
strolling in the suburbs of Bagdad.

Suddenly there fell upon his ear a hoarse cry: some one was calling
desperately for help.

Giaffar was distinguished among the young men of his own age for his
good sense and prudence; b