hidest thy faults.--A dwarf brought a complaint to his king. "No one," said the king, "would hurt such a pigmy." "But," retorted the dwarf, "my injurer is smaller than I am."--A dolt sat on a stone. "Lo, a blockhead on a block," said the passers-by.--"What prayer make you by night?" they asked a sage. "Fear God by day, and by night you will sleep, not pray."--Rather a wise enemy than a foolish friend.--Not everyone who flees escapes, not everyone who begs has need.--A sage had weak eyes. "Heal them," said they. "To see what?" he rejoined.--A fool quarrelled with a sage. Said the former, "For every word of abuse I hear from thee, I will retort ten." "Nay," replied the other, "for every ten words of abuse I hear from thee, I will not retort one."--An honest man cannot catch a thief.--All things grow with time except grief.--The character of the sent tells the character of the sender.--What is man's best means of concealment? Speech.--"Why walkest thou so slowly?" asked the lad of the greybeard. "My years are a chain to my feet: and thy years are preparing thy chain."--Do not swallow poison because you know an antidote.--The king heard a woman at prayer. "O God," she said, "remove this king from us." "And put a better in his stead," added the eavesdropping monarch.--Take measure for this life as though thou wilt live forever; prepare for the next world as though thou diest to-morrow.--"He will die," said the doctor, but the patient recovered. "You have returned from the other world," said the doctor when he met the man. "Yes," said the latter, "and the doctors have a bad time there. But fear not. Thou art no doctor."--Three things weary: a lamp that will not burn, a messenger that dawdles, a table spread and waiting. Then follows a string of sayings about _threes_: Reason rules the body, wisdom is the pilot, law is its light. Might is the lion's, burdens are the ox's, wisdom is man's; spinning the spider's, building the bee's, making stores the ant's. In three cases lying is permissible: in war, in reconciling man to man, in appeasing one's wife. Their host concludes his lengthy list of sententious remarks thus: A king had a signet ring, on which were engraved the words, "Thou hast bored me: rise!" and when a guest stayed too long, he showed the visitor the ring.-The heir of a wealthy man squandered his money, and a sage saw him eating bread and salted olives. "Hadst thou thought that this would be thy food, this would not be thy food."-Marry no widow. She will lament her first husband's death. THE CITY OF ENAN This was the signal for the party to retire to rest.