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 the Cogia, 'the cauldron is dead.' 'O Cogia,' said the man, 'can a
cauldron die?' 'Oh,' said the Cogia, 'as you believed it could bear a
child, why should you not believe that it can die?'

One day the Cogia, walking amongst the sepulchres, saw a large dog lying
upon a gravestone. The Cogia, in a great rage laying hold on a stick,
aimed a blow at the dog, who in his turn assaulted the Cogia. The Cogia
fearing that he should be torn to pieces, said to the dog, 'Get you gone:
I conquered. Get you gone.'

One day the Cogia laying hold on a crane, took it home, and saying that
its beak and feet were very long, cut them off with a knife; and placing