A magician and a tailor lived in the same city. Once they happened to meet together. “Alas !” said the tailor, “What an unfortunate man am I! If people in their want are forced to live without clothes, I have nothing to fall back upon.”
The magician said, “Indeed my friend, I pity you. You know only one petty art. But thank God, things are not so quite bad with’ me. If one trick of mine fails, I have hundred other tricks”.
“You are lucky indeed!” said the tailor. “Don’t be anxious, my friend”, said the magician. “If you ever fall in evil days, just tell me, I will help you.”
After a month a great famine visited the land. The tailor somehow managed to earn his living, for people could not do without clothes. But the proud magician with his hundred tricks could find no customer. In vain he promised to eat fire or to vomit pins, or to swallow living fishes, but not a single man cared for him. The proud magician was at last forced to beg from the very tailor whom he had pitied before.
The magician said, “Indeed my friend, I pity you. You know only one petty art. But thank God, things are not so quite bad with’ me. If one trick of mine fails, I have hundred other tricks”.
“You are lucky indeed!” said the tailor. “Don’t be anxious, my friend”, said the magician. “If you ever fall in evil days, just tell me, I will help you.”
After a month a great famine visited the land. The tailor somehow managed to earn his living, for people could not do without clothes. But the proud magician with his hundred tricks could find no customer. In vain he promised to eat fire or to vomit pins, or to swallow living fishes, but not a single man cared for him. The proud magician was at last forced to beg from the very tailor whom he had pitied before.
