The Goldsmith and the Carpenter; and the Theft and Concealment of the Golden Images.
WHEN the sun was set, and the moon risen, Kho-
Khojisteh having desired to hear the detail of the story, the parrot repeated it as follows:
“In a certain city there had subsisted such friend-
“The other Brahmins, beholding their mode of worshipping, were so much ashamed that every day one or two Brahmins left the temple, and did not return; and if any person questioned them why they had done so, they would say, Because we men are not able to perform the ceremonies in the manner that these two persons go through them; on which account we feel shame. After some days the temple was entirely deserted by the Brahmins, no person remaining but the goldsmith and the carpenter. One night the goldsmith and the carpenter seized all the images, and set out for their own city.
“When they arrived in the neighbourhood of
their own city, they buried the images under a
tree, and then went to their respective homes.
One night the goldsmith went alone, and carried all
the images to his own house. In the morning
he exclaimed against the carpenter, saying, Thief!
thou hast forgotten our long friendship, and stolen
my share: this money you will devour in a few
days. At first the carpenter was astonished, and
said to himself, What is that he saith? O gold-
“Some time after, the carpenter made a figure of
wood resembling the goldsmith, and having dressed
it in his clothes, got from some place or other, two
bears' cubs, whose victuals he put into the skirts and
sleeves of the clothes on the figure. Whenever
the cubs were hungry, they ate their food out of
the skirts and sleeves of the effigy's garment. As
soon as the cubs had conceived a great attachment
to the figure, the carpenter made a feast for the
goldsmith and the females of his family, with other
women of the neighbourhood. The goldsmith's
wife, with her two sons, came to the carpenter's
house. The carpenter having concealed the boys,
brought in the two whelps, and then began to bawl
and cry out, that the goldsmith's sons were trans-
The parrot having finished the story of the goldsmith and the carpenter, said to Khojisteh, Carry not these jewels with you, lest your lover covet them, and cease to entertain friendship and regard for you. Khojisteh wanted to take off the ornaments from her person, and lay them aside, and to go to her sweet-heart, when Aurora appearing, the departure was deferred.