Come on , the whole lot of you ! Where 's your king ? Bring him to me . Here are all my fine fellows coming up and we 'll each pull up a tree by the roots and lay you all flat and your houses and towns and everything else ! Come on ! ' But the poor fat officer could do nothing but squat on his knees with his hands together , gasping . At last , when he got his breath , Moti sent him off to bring his king , and to tell him that if he was reasonable his life should be spared . Off the poor man went , and by the time the troops of Moti 's side had come up and arranged themselves to look as formidable as possible , he returned with his king . The latter was very humble and apologetic , and promised never to make war any more , to pay a large sum of money , and altogether do whatever his conqueror wished . So the armies on both sides went rejoicing home , and this was really the making of the fortune of clumsy Moti , who lived long and contrived always to be looked up to as a fountain of wisdom , valour , and discretion by all except his relations , who could never understand what he had done to be considered so much wiser than anyone else . A Pushto Story . The Enchanted Deer A young man was out walking one day in Erin , leading a stout cart-horse by the bridle . He was thinking of his mother and how poor they were since his father , who was a fisherman , had been drowned at sea , and wondering what he should do to earn a living for both of them . Suddenly a hand was laid on his shoulder , and a voice said to him : ` Will you sell me your horse , son of the fisherman ? ' and looking up he beheld a man standing in the road with a gun in his hand , a falcon on his shoulder , and a dog by his side . ` What will you give me for my horse ? ' asked the youth . ` Will you give me your gun , and your dog , and your falcon ? ' ' I will give them , ' answered the man , and he took the horse , and the youth took the gun and the dog and the falcon , and went home with them . But when his mother heard what he had done she was very angry , and beat him with a stick which she had in her hand .
` That will teach you to sell my property , ' said she , when her arm was quite tired , but Ian her son answered her nothing , and went off XXXXX his bed , for he was very sore .
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