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At this moment the donkey brayed loudly from within. "O Khoja Effendi!" cried the man, "what you say cannot be true, for I can hear your donkey quite distinctly as I stand here." "What a strange man you must be," said the Effendi. "Is it possible that you believe a donkey rather than me, who am grey-haired and a Khoja?" Tale 6. The Khoja's Gown.
When he heard what the Khoja said he chuckled to himself, saying, "Truly this Khoja is a funny fellow, and it would be a droll thing to see him refuse nine hundred and ninety-nine pieces of gold. For without doubt he would keep his word."
"O wife!" said he, "get up, I pray you, and light a candle, that I may discover what this noise in the street is about." "Lie still, man," said his wife. "What have we to do with street brawlers? Keep quiet and go to sleep." But the Khoja would not listen to her advice, and taking the bed-quilt, he threw it round his shoulders, and went out to see what was the matter.
A study of the Pishin country shows that it is, on its northwestern side supported on a limb of the Western Sulimani. This spur, which defines the west of the Barshor valley, is spread out into the broad plateau of Toba, and is then produced as a continuous ridge, dividing Pishin from the plains of Kadani, under the name of Khoja Amran.
When he reached the Bey's palace all the guests were assembled, and presently the Bey perceived him and cried out, "Why, here is the worthy Khoja! And how extraordinary! his clothes are not as wet as ours." "Why do you not praise the horse on which you mounted me?" answered the Khoja; "it carried me through the storm without a single thread of my clothes being wet."
When he got down he took off his woollen pelisse, and throwing it over the saddle, went about his affairs. But he had hardly turned his back when a thief came by who stole the woollen pelisse, and made off with it. When the Khoja returned and found that the pelisse was gone, he became greatly enraged, and beat the donkey with his stick.
"You are welcome," said their host; and he set a bowl of clear water before them. "What is this, O Khoja?" cried the men. "It is soup of 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.
From the Khoja Amran, looking toward Kandahar, the plains, several thousand feet below, are laid out like a sea, and the mountains run out into isolated promontories; to the left the desert is seen like a turbulent tide about to overflow the plains.
Several of the jests closely resemble "Joe Millers" told of Irishmen, such as this: It happened one night, after the Khoja and a guest had lain down to sleep, that the taper went out. "O Khoja Effendi," said the guest, "the taper is gone out. But there is a taper at your right side. Pray bring it and let us light it."
"There," said he, "exactly where my donkey's foot is placed there is the centre of the earth." "How do you know that?" asked the Sage. "If you do not believe me," replied the Khoja, "measure for yourself. If you find it wrong one way or the other, I will acknowledge my error." The second Sage now came forward and said: "O Khoja Effendi, how many stars are there on the face of this sky?"
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