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i6o MALAYAN LITERATURE<br />

words, went to the woman, <strong>and</strong> with a salutation said, '<br />

May<br />

I approach ? '<br />

'*<br />

The woman answered, '<br />

If it be by way of goodness, come/<br />

" He approached her <strong>and</strong> questioned her about her situa-<br />

tion.<br />

" The woman said :<br />

'<br />

I come from a far place ; <strong>and</strong> as it was<br />

dark when I arrived here, I could not enter the city. So I<br />

stopped at this place. My children <strong>and</strong> I are suffering from<br />

hunger <strong>and</strong> we cannot sleep.'<br />

" '<br />

The Caliph inquired, What is there in this kettle ? '<br />

" '<br />

The woman answered :<br />

Nothing but water. I put it in<br />

the kettle so that the children should imagine that I was cook-<br />

ing rice— perhaps, then, they would go to sleep <strong>and</strong> stop cry-<br />

ing so loudly.'<br />

" As soon as Omar had heard these words he returned<br />

promptly to the city of Medina. Arriving at a shop where<br />

they sold flour, be bought some <strong>and</strong> put it into a sack. In<br />

another shop he bought some meat. Then lifting the sack to<br />

his shoulders he carried it out of the city. I said to him :<br />

" ' O prince of the believers, give me this sack, that I may<br />

carry it for you.'<br />

" *<br />

If you bear the weight of this sack,' said his glorious<br />

Majesty to me, '<br />

who will bear the weight of my fault, <strong>and</strong><br />

who will clear me from the prayer of this woman in the afflic-<br />

tion of her heart when she complained to the Lord of my neg-<br />

'<br />

ligence ?<br />

"<br />

Omar, having said these words, continued to walk in tears<br />

until he had come near the woman <strong>and</strong> her children. Then<br />

he gave her the flour <strong>and</strong> the meat, <strong>and</strong> they ate till their hun-<br />

ger was appeased. The woman with a satisfied heart cried :<br />

" *<br />

May God the most high hear my prayer <strong>and</strong> render you<br />

benefits, since you are so full of compassion for the servants<br />

of God <strong>and</strong> are so much better than Omar.'<br />

" The Caliph said to her, ' O<br />

woman, blame not Omar, for<br />

"<br />

he knew not how you fared.'<br />

There was once a king in the country of Syria named Ma-<br />

lik-es-Saleh, very pious <strong>and</strong> just, <strong>and</strong> continually preoccu-<br />

pied with the state of his subjects. They say that every night<br />

he went to the mosque, cemeteries, <strong>and</strong> other solitary places,<br />

in search of strangers, fakirs, <strong>and</strong> poor people who had neither

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