soup of soup of the hare-soup," answered the Khoja.

_Tale_ 50.--The Khoja out Fishing.

One day the Khoja accompanied some men who were going a-fishing, and he
became much excited in watching the sport.

Suddenly, as they cast the net into the sea, the Khoja threw himself
into it.

"What can you be thinking of, Effendi?" cried the fishermen.

"I forgot," said the Khoja; "I was thinking I was a fish."

_Tale_ 51.--A Desire Satisfied.

Nasr-ed-Deen Effendi had an old cow with horns so exceedingly broad that
one could certainly sit between them if he had a mind to do so.

"I should very much like to try," the Khoja kept thinking; "I should
exceedingly like to sit for once between those horns."

The notion haunted him, and he kept saying to himself, "I certainly
should like it, just for once."

One day the cow came before the house, and after a while lay down.

"The opportunity has arrived," cried the Khoja, and running out, he
seated himself between the cow's horns. "It is just as I thought," said
he; but as he spoke the cow got up, and tossed the Khoja violently to
the ground.

The Khoja was stunned, and when his wife hastened to the spot she found
him lying senseless. After some time he opened his eyes, and perceived
his wife weeping near him.

"O wife!" said the Khoja, "weep not; I am not less fortunate than other
men. I have suffered for it, but I have had my desire."

_Tale_ 52.--The Khoja and the Incompetent Barber.

On one occasion the Khoja was shaved by a most incompetent barber. At
every stroke the man cut his head with the razor, and kept sticking on
bits of cotton to stop the bleeding.

At last the Khoja lost patience.

"That will do," said he, jumping up: "you've sown cotton on half my
head, I'll keep the other half for flax;" and he ran out of the shop
with his head half shaved.

FOOTNOTES:

[Footnote 3: A _Khoja_ is a religious teacher, and sometimes a
school-master also.]

THE SNARLING PRINCESS.

(_Freely adapted from the German._)

[Illustration]

Ever so long ago there lived a certain king, at whose court great
rejoicings were held for the birth of a child. But this joy was soon
turned to sorrow, when the young queen died, and left her infant
daughter motherless. As the body of the young queen lay in state,
wrapped in a shroud of gold all embroidered with flowers, and with so
sweet a smile upon her face that she looked like one who dreams happy
dreams in sle