, and, taking it on his back, he carried it to the
public walk, and, lighting a fire, he began to prepare a roast.
Presently, stripping their bodies, they delivered their clothes to the
Cogia, and each went aside to sleep. Whereupon the Cogia, taking their
garments, flung them all into the fire and burnt them. In a little time,
their bellies becoming hungry from the sleep they had had, they came
again, and saw that their garments were nearly reduced to a coal.
Whereupon they said to the Cogia, 'Who burnt our clothes?' 'My dear
friends,' replied the Cogia, 'to-morrow is the Day of Resurrection, so
what need can you have of clothes?'

One day a thief, entering the house of the Cogia, laid hold of everything
there was there, and, placing it on his back, went away. The Cogia,
however, spying somebody going out, followed the thief, who went into his
own house. The Cogia following close behind, pushed against him at the
door. Whereupon the thief said, 'What do you want, Cogia Efendi?' 'What
do I want?' said the Cogia. 'Why, are we not going to remove hither to-
day?'

One day certain individuals stole from the Cogia a sum of money,
whereupon the Cogia said, 'O Lord, what need have you that you give my
money to others.' So he made a dreadful outcry, and going into the
mosque, wept until it was morning, groaning like a ship labouring in the
sea. Those who were there said, 'Ye who have found salvation make up a
sum of money for the Cogia.' So whosoever had found salvation through
the assistance of the Almighty made up what he could, and brought it to
the Cogia. Whereupon the Cogia exclaimed, 'Allah, Allah! by lying one
night publicly in the mosque and weeping, I have caused Allah to send me
my money again.'

One day the Cogia borrowed a cauldron of a brazier, and carrying it home,
put a little saucepan into it, and then carrying it back, returned it to
its owner. The owner seeing a little saucepan in the cauldron, said,
'What is this?' 'Why,' cried the Cogia, 'the cauldron has borne a
child'; whereupon the owner took possession of the saucepan. One day the
Cogia asked again for the cauldron, and having obtained it, carried it
home. The owner of the cauldron waited one day and even five days for
his utensil, but no cauldron coming, he went to the house of the Cogia
and knocked at the door. The Cogia coming to the door, said, 'What do
you want?' 'The cauldron,' said the man. 'Oh, set your heart at rest,'
said