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THE CONTROLLER’S STORY.
I was the night before last in company with a number of persons who were assembled for the purpose of hearing a recitation of the Koran. The doctors of the law attended, and when the readers had made an end of reading, the table was spread, and amongst other things they set before us a ragout flavoured with cumin-seed. So we sat down to eat it; but one of our number held back and abstained from eating. We conjured him to eat of the ragout; but he swore that he would not, and we pressed him till he said, “Press me not; what has already befallen me through eating of this dish suffices me.” And he repeated the following verses:
Shoulder thy tray, ’fore God, and get thee gone with it, And to thine eyes apply such salve as thou deem’st fit.[1]
“For God’s sake,” said we, “tell us the reason of thy refusal to eat of the ragout!” “If I must eat of it,” replied he, “I will not do so, except I may wash my hands forty times with soap, forty times with potash and forty times with galingale, in all a hundred and twenty times.” So the master of the house ordered his servants to bring water and all that he required; and the young man washed his hands as he had said. Then he sat down, as if afraid, and dipping his hand into the ragout, began to eat, though with evident repugnance and as if doing himself violence, whilst we regarded him with the utmost wonder; for his hand trembled and we saw that his thumb had been cut off and he ate with his four fingers only. So we said to him, “God on thee, what has become of thy thumb? Is thy hand thus by the creation of God or has it been mutilated
- ↑ This is apparently some proverbial saying. The meaning appears to be, “Let every man be judge of his own case.”
