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One Algerian king Bauakas wanted to find out for himself whether he was told the truth, that in one of his cities there was a righteous judge, that he would immediately know the truth and that not a single rogue could hide from him. Bauakas disguised himself as a merchant and rode on horseback to the city where the judge lived. At the entrance to the city, a cripple approached Bauakas and began to beg. Bauakas gave it to him and wanted to go on, but the cripple clung to his dress.

- What do you need? Bauakas asked. “Did I not give you charity?

- You gave alms, - said the cripple, - but also do me a favor - take me on your horse to the square, otherwise the horses and camels would not crush me.

Bauakas put the cripple behind him and drove him to the square. At Bauakas Square he stopped his horse. But the beggar did not get down.

Bauakas said:

- Well, you sit, get down, we have arrived.

And the beggar said:

- Why get off, - my horse; if you don't want to give the horse away, let's go to the judge.

The people gathered around them and listened as they argued; everyone shouted:

- Go to the judge, he will judge you.

Bauakas and the cripple went to the judge. There were people in the court, and the judge called in turn those whom he judged. Before it was Bauakas' turn, the judge summoned the scientist and the peasant: they were suing for his wife. The man said that it was his wife, and the scientist said that it was his wife. The judge listened to them, paused and said:

“Leave the woman with me, and come tomorrow yourself.”

When they had gone, the butcher and the butter-maker came in. The butcher was all covered in blood, and the butter man was covered in oil. The butcher held the money in his hand, the oiler held the butcher's hand.

Butcher said:

“I bought oil from this man and took out my wallet to pay, and he grabbed my hand and wanted to take the money. So we came to you - I hold a wallet in my hand, and he holds my hand. But my money, and he is a thief.

But the oilman said:

- It is not true. The butcher came to me to buy butter. When I poured him a full jug, he asked me to change him a gold one. I took out the money and put it on the bench, and he took it and wanted to run. I caught him by the hand and brought him here.

The judge paused and said:

Leave your money here and come back tomorrow.

When the turn came to Bauakas and the cripple, Bauakas told how it was. The judge listened to him and asked the beggar. Beggar said:

- It's not true. I rode through the city, and he sat on the ground and asked me to give him a ride. I put him on a horse and took him where he needed; but he did not want to get down and said that the horse was his. It is not true.

The judge thought and said:

Leave the horse with me and come back tomorrow.

The next day, many people gathered to listen to the judge judge.

The scientist and the peasant were the first to come up.

“Take your wife,” the judge said to the scientist, “and give the peasant fifty sticks.”

The scientist took his wife, and the peasant was immediately punished. Then the judge called the butcher.

“Your money,” he said to the butcher; then he pointed to the oilman and said: “Give him fifty sticks.”

Then Bauakas and the cripple were called.

- Do you recognize your horse from twenty others? Judge Bauakas asked.

“And I will know,” said the cripple.

“Follow me,” the judge said to Bauakas.

They went to the stable. Bauakas immediately, among the other twenty horses, pointed to his own.

Then the judge called the cripple into the stable and also ordered him to point to the horse. The cripple recognized the horse and showed it.

Then the judge sat down in his place and said to Bauakas:

- Your horse take her. And give the cripple fifty sticks. After the trial, the judge went home and Bauakas followed him.

- What are you, or are you dissatisfied with my decision? the judge asked.

"No, I'm satisfied," Bauakas said. “But I would like to know why you found out that the wife was a scientist, and not a peasant, that the money was from the butchers, and not from the Maslennikovs, and that the horse was mine, and not a beggar?

“I learned about the woman this way: I called her to my place in the morning and said to her: “Pour ink into my inkwell.” She took the inkwell, washed it quickly and deftly, and poured out the ink. So she was used to doing it. If she were the wife of a peasant, she would not have been able to do this. It turns out that the scientist was right. This is how I found out about money: I put the money in a cup of water and this morning I looked to see if oil floated on the water. If the money were Maslenikov's, they would be stained with his oily hands. There was no oil on the water, so the butcher was telling the truth. It was harder to find out about the horse. The cripple, just like you, out of twenty horses, immediately pointed to the horse. Yes, I did not bring you both to the stable to see if you recognize the horse, but in order to see which of you two the horse recognizes. When you approached her, she turned her head, reached out to you; and when the cripple touched her, she flattened her ears and lifted her leg. That's how I knew you were the real owner of the horse. Then Bauakas said:

“I am not a merchant, but King Bauakas. I came here to see if what they say about you is true. I see now that you are a wise judge.

One Algerian king Bauakas wanted to find out for himself whether he was told the truth, that in one of his cities there was a righteous judge, that he would immediately know the truth and that not a single rogue could hide from him. Bauakas disguised himself as a merchant and rode on horseback to the city where the judge lived. At the entrance to the city, a cripple approached Bauakas and began to beg. Bauakas gave it to him and wanted to go on, but the cripple clung to his dress.

- What do you need? Bauakas asked. “Did I not give you charity?

- You gave alms, - said the cripple, - but also do me a favor - take me on your horse to the square, otherwise the horses and camels would not crush me.

Bauakas put the cripple behind him and drove him to the square. At Bauakas Square he stopped his horse. But the beggar did not get down.

Bauakas said:

- Well, you sit, get down, we have arrived.

And the beggar said:

- Why get off, - my horse; if you don't want to give the horse away, let's go to the judge.

The people gathered around them and listened as they argued; everyone shouted:

- Go to the judge, he will judge you.

Bauakas and the cripple went to the judge. There were people in the court, and the judge called in turn those whom he judged. Before it was Bauakas' turn, the judge summoned the scientist and the peasant: they were suing for his wife. The man said that it was his wife, and the scientist said that it was his wife. The judge listened to them, paused and said:

“Leave the woman with me, and come tomorrow yourself.”

When they had gone, the butcher and the butter-maker came in. The butcher was all covered in blood, and the butter man was covered in oil. The butcher held the money in his hand, the oiler held the butcher's hand.

Butcher said:

“I bought oil from this man and took out my wallet to pay, and he grabbed my hand and wanted to take the money. So we came to you - I hold a wallet in my hand, and he holds my hand. But my money, and he is a thief.

But the oilman said:

- It is not true. The butcher came to me to buy butter. When I poured him a full jug, he asked me to change him a gold one. I took out the money and put it on the bench, and he took it and wanted to run. I caught him by the hand and brought him here.

The judge paused and said:

Leave your money here and come back tomorrow.

When the turn came to Bauakas and the cripple, Bauakas told how it was. The judge listened to him and asked the beggar. Beggar said:

- It's not true. I rode through the city, and he sat on the ground and asked me to give him a ride. I put him on a horse and took him where he needed; but he did not want to get down and said that the horse was his. It is not true.

The judge thought and said:

Leave the horse with me and come back tomorrow.

The next day, many people gathered to listen to the judge judge.

The scientist and the peasant were the first to come up.

“Take your wife,” the judge said to the scientist, “and give the peasant fifty sticks.”

The scientist took his wife, and the peasant was immediately punished. Then the judge called the butcher.

“Your money,” he said to the butcher; then he pointed to the oilman and said: “Give him fifty sticks.”

Then Bauakas and the cripple were called.

- Do you recognize your horse from twenty others? Judge Bauakas asked.

“And I will know,” said the cripple.

“Follow me,” the judge said to Bauakas.

They went to the stable. Bauakas immediately, among the other twenty horses, pointed to his own.

Then the judge called the cripple into the stable and also ordered him to point to the horse. The cripple recognized the horse and showed it.

Then the judge sat down in his place and said to Bauakas:

- Your horse take her. And give the cripple fifty sticks. After the trial, the judge went home and Bauakas followed him.

- What are you, or are you dissatisfied with my decision? the judge asked.

"No, I'm satisfied," Bauakas said. “But I would like to know why you found out that the wife was a scientist, and not a peasant, that the money was from the butchers, and not from the Maslennikovs, and that the horse was mine, and not a beggar?

“I learned about the woman this way: I called her to my place in the morning and said to her: “Pour ink into my inkwell.” She took the inkwell, washed it quickly and deftly, and poured out the ink. So she was used to doing it. If she were the wife of a peasant, she would not have been able to do this. It turns out that the scientist was right. This is how I found out about money: I put the money in a cup of water and this morning I looked to see if oil floated on the water. If the money were Maslenikov's, they would be stained with his oily hands. There was no oil on the water, so the butcher was telling the truth. It was harder to find out about the horse. The cripple, just like you, out of twenty horses, immediately pointed to the horse. Yes, I did not bring you both to the stable to see if you recognize the horse, but in order to see which of you two the horse recognizes. When you approached her, she turned her head, reached out to you; and when the cripple touched her, she flattened her ears and lifted her leg. That's how I knew you were the real owner of the horse. Then Bauakas said:

“I am not a merchant, but King Bauakas. I came here to see if what they say about you is true. I see now that you are a wise judge.

One Algerian king Bauakas wanted to find out for himself whether he was told the truth, that in one of his cities there was a righteous judge, that he would immediately know the truth and that not a single rogue could hide from him. Bauakas disguised himself as a merchant and rode on horseback to the city where the judge lived. At the entrance to the city, a cripple approached Bauakas and began to beg. Bauakas gave it to him and wanted to go on, but the cripple clung to his dress.

- What do you need? Bauakas asked. “Did I not give you charity?

- You gave alms, - said the cripple, - but also do me a favor - take me on your horse to the square, otherwise the horses and camels would not crush me.

Bauakas put the cripple behind him and drove him to the square. At Bauakas Square he stopped his horse. But the beggar did not get down.

Bauakas said:

- Well, you sit, get down, we have arrived.

And the beggar said:

- Why get off, - my horse; if you don't want to give the horse away, let's go to the judge.

The people gathered around them and listened as they argued; everyone shouted:

- Go to the judge, he will judge you.

Bauakas and the cripple went to the judge. There were people in the court, and the judge called in turn those whom he judged. Before it was Bauakas' turn, the judge summoned the scientist and the peasant: they were suing for his wife. The man said that it was his wife, and the scientist said that it was his wife. The judge listened to them, paused and said:

“Leave the woman with me, and come tomorrow yourself.”

When they had gone, the butcher and the butter-maker came in. The butcher was all covered in blood, and the butter man was covered in oil. The butcher held the money in his hand, the oiler held the butcher's hand.

Butcher said:

“I bought oil from this man and took out my wallet to pay, and he grabbed my hand and wanted to take the money. So we came to you - I hold a wallet in my hand, and he holds my hand. But my money, and he is a thief.

But the oilman said:

- It is not true. The butcher came to me to buy butter. When I poured him a full jug, he asked me to change him a gold one. I took out the money and put it on the bench, and he took it and wanted to run. I caught him by the hand and brought him here.

The judge paused and said:

Leave your money here and come back tomorrow.

When the turn came to Bauakas and the cripple, Bauakas told how it was. The judge listened to him and asked the beggar. Beggar said:

- It's not true. I rode through the city, and he sat on the ground and asked me to give him a ride. I put him on a horse and took him where he needed; but he did not want to get down and said that the horse was his. It is not true.

The judge thought and said:

Leave the horse with me and come back tomorrow.

The next day, many people gathered to listen to the judge judge.

The scientist and the peasant were the first to come up.

“Take your wife,” the judge said to the scientist, “and give the peasant fifty sticks.”

The scientist took his wife, and the peasant was immediately punished. Then the judge called the butcher.

“Your money,” he said to the butcher; then he pointed to the oilman and said: “Give him fifty sticks.”

Then Bauakas and the cripple were called.

- Do you recognize your horse from twenty others? Judge Bauakas asked.

“And I will know,” said the cripple.

“Follow me,” the judge said to Bauakas.

They went to the stable. Bauakas immediately, among the other twenty horses, pointed to his own.

Then the judge called the cripple into the stable and also ordered him to point to the horse. The cripple recognized the horse and showed it.

Then the judge sat down in his place and said to Bauakas:

- Your horse take her. And give the cripple fifty sticks. After the trial, the judge went home and Bauakas followed him.

- What are you, or are you dissatisfied with my decision? the judge asked.

"No, I'm satisfied," Bauakas said. “But I would like to know why you found out that the wife was a scientist, and not a peasant, that the money was from the butchers, and not from the Maslennikovs, and that the horse was mine, and not a beggar?

“I learned about the woman this way: I called her to my place in the morning and said to her: “Pour ink into my inkwell.” She took the inkwell, washed it quickly and deftly, and poured out the ink. So she was used to doing it. If she were the wife of a peasant, she would not have been able to do this. It turns out that the scientist was right. This is how I found out about money: I put the money in a cup of water and this morning I looked to see if oil floated on the water. If the money were Maslenikov's, they would be stained with his oily hands. There was no oil on the water, so the butcher was telling the truth. It was harder to find out about the horse. The cripple, just like you, out of twenty horses, immediately pointed to the horse. Yes, I did not bring you both to the stable to see if you recognize the horse, but in order to see which of you two the horse recognizes. When you approached her, she turned her head, reached out to you; and when the cripple touched her, she flattened her ears and lifted her leg. That's how I knew you were the real owner of the horse. Then Bauakas said.

One Algerian king Bauakas wanted to find out for himself whether he was told the truth, that in one of his cities there is a righteous judge, that he would immediately find out the truth and that not a single rogue could hide from him. Bauakas disguised himself as a merchant and rode on horseback to the city where the judge lived. At the entrance to the city, a cripple approached Bauakas and began to beg. Bauakas gave it to him and wanted to go on, but the cripple clung to his dress. "What do you need? Bauakas asked. “Didn’t I give you charity?” “You gave alms,” said the cripple, “but do yourself a favor and take me on your horse to the square, otherwise the horses and camels would not crush me.” Bauakas put the cripple behind him and drove him to the square. At Bauakas Square he stopped his horse. But the beggar did not get down. Bauakas said: “Well, why are you sitting, get down, we have arrived.” And the beggar said: “Why get down, my horse; if you don’t want to give the horse away, let’s go to the judge.” The people gathered around them and listened as they argued; everyone shouted: "Go to the judge, he will judge you."

Bauakas and the cripple went to the judge. There were people in the court, and the judge called in turn those whom he judged. Before the turn came to Bauakas, the judge called the scientist and the peasant: they were suing for his wife. The man said that it was his wife, and the scientist said that it was his wife. The judge listened to them, paused and said: "Leave the woman with me, and come tomorrow yourself."

When they had gone, the butcher and the oil-maker entered. The butcher was covered in blood, and the oiler was covered in oil. The butcher held money in his hand, the oiler held the butcher's hand. The butcher said: “I bought oil from this man and took out my wallet to pay, and he grabbed my hand and wanted to take the money. So we came to you - I hold a wallet in my hand, and he holds my hand. But the money is mine, and he is a thief.”

But the oilman said, “That’s not true. The butcher came to me to buy butter. When I poured him a full jug, he asked me to change him a gold one. I took out the money and put it on the bench, and he took it and wanted to run. I caught him by the hand and brought him here.”

The judge paused and said: "Leave the money here and come back tomorrow."

When the turn came to Bauakas and the cripple, Bauakas told how it was. The judge listened to him and asked the beggar. The beggar said, “This is not true. I rode through the city, and he sat on the ground and asked me to give him a lift. I put him on a horse and took him where he needed; but he did not want to get down and said that the horse was his. It is not true".

The judge thought and said: "Leave the horse with me and come tomorrow"

The next day, many people gathered to listen to the judge judge.

The scientist and the peasant were the first to come up.

“Take your wife,” the judge said to the scientist, “and give the peasant fifty sticks.” - The scientist took his wife, and the peasant was immediately punished.

Then the judge called the butcher.

“Your money,” he said to the butcher; then he pointed to the oil shop and said to him: “Give him fifty sticks.”

Then Bauakas and the cripple were called. “Do you recognize your horse from twenty others?” Judge Bauakas asked.

“And I will know,” said the cripple.

“Follow me,” the judge said to Bauakas.

They went to the stable. Bauakas immediately, among the other twenty horses, pointed to his own. Then the judge called the cripple into the stable and also ordered him to point to the horse. The cripple recognized the horse and showed it. Then the judge sat down in his place and said to Bauakas:

- The horse is yours: take it. And give the cripple fifty sticks.

After the trial, the judge went home and Bauakas followed him.

- What are you, or are you not satisfied with my decision? the judge asked.

"No, I'm satisfied," Bauakas said. “But I would like to know how did you know that the wife was a scientist and not a peasant, that the money was from butchers, and not from Maslennikov, and that the horse was mine, and not a beggar?”

“This is how I found out about the woman: I called her to my place in the morning and said to her: pour ink into my inkwell. She took the inkwell, washed it quickly and deftly, and poured out the ink. So she was used to doing it. If she were the wife of a peasant, she would not have been able to do this. It turns out that the scientist was right. “I found out about money this way: I put the money in a cup of water and this morning I looked to see if oil floated on the water. If the money had been Maslennikov's, it would have been stained with his oily hands. There was no oil on the water, so the butcher was telling the truth.

It was more difficult to find out about the horse. The cripple, just like you, out of twenty horses, immediately pointed to the horse. Yes, I did not bring you both to the stable to see if you recognize the horse, but in order to see which of you two the horse recognizes. When you approached her, she turned her head, reached out to you; and when the cripple touched her, she flattened her ears and lifted her leg. That's how I knew you were the real owner of the horse.

Then Bauakas said:

“I am not a merchant, but King Bauakas. I came here to see if what they say about you is true. I see now that you are a wise judge. Ask me what you want, I will reward you.

The judge said, “I don't need an award; I am already happy that my king has praised me.”

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One Algerian king Bauakas wanted to find out for himself whether he was told the truth, that in one of his cities there was a righteous judge, that he would immediately know the truth and that not a single rogue could hide from him. Bauakas disguised himself as a merchant and rode on horseback to the city where the judge lived. At the entrance to the city, a cripple approached Bauakas and began to beg. Bauakas gave it to him and wanted to go on, but the cripple clung to his dress.
- What do you need? Bauakas asked. “Did I not give you charity?
- You gave alms, - said the cripple, - but also do me a favor - take me on your horse to the square, otherwise the horses and camels would not crush me.
Bauakas put the cripple behind him and drove him to the square. At Bauakas Square he stopped his horse. But the beggar did not get down. Bauakas said:
- Well, you sit, get down, we have arrived. And the beggar said:
- Why get off, - my horse; if you don't want to give the horse away, let's go to the judge.
The people gathered around them and listened as they argued; everyone shouted:
- Go to the judge, he will judge you.
Bauakas and the cripple went to the judge. There were people in the court, and the judge called in turn those whom he judged. Before the turn came to Bauakas, the judge called the scientist and the peasant, they were suing for his wife. The man said that it was his wife, and the scientist said that it was his wife. The judge listened to them, paused and said:
“Leave the woman with me, and come tomorrow yourself.”
When they had gone, the butcher and the butter-maker came in. The butcher was all covered in blood, and the butter man was covered in oil. The butcher held the money in his hand, the oiler held the butcher's hand. Butcher said:
“I bought oil from this man and took out my wallet to pay, and he grabbed my hand and wanted to take the money. So we came to you - I hold a wallet in my hand, and he holds my hand. But my money, and he is a thief.
But the oilman said:
- It is not true. The butcher came to me to buy butter. When I poured him a full jug, he asked me to change, he was golden. I took out the money and put it on the bench, and he took it and wanted to run. I caught him by the hand and brought him here.
The judge paused and said:
Leave your money here and come back tomorrow.
When the turn came to Bauakas and the cripple, Bauakas told how it was. The judge listened to him and asked the beggar.
Beggar said:
- It's not true. I rode through the city, and he sat on the ground and asked me to give him a lift. I put him on a horse and took him where he needed; but he did not want to get down and said that the horse was his.

It is not true.
The judge thought and said:
Leave the horse with me and come back tomorrow.
The next day, many people gathered to listen to the judge judge.
The scientist and the peasant were the first to come up.
“Take your wife,” said the judge to the scholar, “and give the peasant fifty sticks.”
The scientist took his wife, and the peasant was immediately punished.
Then the judge called the butcher.
“Your money,” he said to the butcher; then he pointed to the oil shop and said: “Give him fifty sticks.”
Then Bauakas and the cripple were called.
- Do you recognize your horse from twenty others? Judge Bauakas asked.
- I know.
- And you?
“And I will know,” said the cripple.
“Follow me,” the judge said to Bauakas.
They went to the stable. Bauakas immediately, among the other twenty horses, pointed to his own.
Then the judge called the cripple into the stable and also ordered him to point to the horse. The cripple recognized the horse and showed it.
Then the judge sat down in his place and said to Bauakas:
- Your horse take her. And give the cripple fifty sticks.
After the trial, the judge went home and Bauakas followed him.
- What are you, or are you dissatisfied with my decision? the judge asked.
"No, I'm satisfied," Bauakas said. “But I would like to know why you found out that the wife was a scientist, and not a peasant, that the money was from the butchers, and not from the Maslennikovs, and that the horse was mine, and not a beggar?
“I found out about the woman this way: I called her to my place in the morning and said to her: “Pour ink into my inkwell.” She took the inkwell, washed it quickly and deftly, and poured out the ink. So she was used to doing it. If she were the wife of a peasant, she would not have been able to do this. It turns out that the scientist was right. This is how I found out about money: I put the money in a cup of water and this morning I looked to see if oil floated on the water. If the money were Maslenikov's, they would be stained with his oily hands. There was no oil on the water, so the butcher was telling the truth. It was harder to find out about the horse. The cripple, just like you, out of twenty horses, immediately pointed to the horse. Yes, I did not bring you both to the stable to see if you recognize the horse, but in order to see which of you two the horse recognizes. When you approached her, she turned her head, reached out to you; and when the cripple touched her, she flattened her ears and lifted her leg. That's how I knew you were the real owner of the horse.
Then Bauakas said:
“I am not a merchant, but King Bauakas. I came here to see if what they say about you is true. I see now that you are a wise judge.

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