Once upon a time, in an Eastern city, there was a riot.The people were hungry and blamed the Caliph. When he rode through the streets of the city, some of the city, some of the citizens mobbed him; and one man more desperate than the rest, caught him by the beard and but for the intervention of the guard, would have dragged him fom the saddle.
Order was restored, food was distributed and the discontent subsided. But a shopkeeper named Hassan sought to curry favour with the Caliph by telling him the name of the man who had pulled him by the beard.
The ruler sent for the man whose name was Kasim. He arrived at the palace trembling with fear. He threw himself at the Caliph's feet, begging for mercy, 'Get up, Kasim,' said the Caliph, 'I did not send for you punish you but to warn you that Hassan is a bad neighbor. It was he who told me that you were my chief assailant in the riot. Go in peace, and never trust a tale bearer.'
Order was restored, food was distributed and the discontent subsided. But a shopkeeper named Hassan sought to curry favour with the Caliph by telling him the name of the man who had pulled him by the beard.
The ruler sent for the man whose name was Kasim. He arrived at the palace trembling with fear. He threw himself at the Caliph's feet, begging for mercy, 'Get up, Kasim,' said the Caliph, 'I did not send for you punish you but to warn you that Hassan is a bad neighbor. It was he who told me that you were my chief assailant in the riot. Go in peace, and never trust a tale bearer.'
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