‘Well, go straight on till you reach a town, and in that town you
will find a maiden called Dschemila and a young man called
Dschemil. Take this mirror and this comb with you, and say to
Dschemila, "Your father, the ogre, greets you, and begs you to
look at your face in this mirror, and it will appear as it was
before, and to comb your hair with this comb, and it will be as
formerly." If you do not carry out my orders, I will eat you the
next time we meet.'

‘Oh, I will obey you punctually,' cried the Jew.

After thirty days the Jew entered the gate of the town, and sat
down in the first street he came to, hungry, thirsty, and very
tired.

Quite by chance, Dschemil happened to pass by, and seeing a man
sitting there, full in the glare of the sun, he stopped, and
said, ‘ Get up at once, Jew; you will have a sunstroke if you sit
in such a place.'

‘Ah, good sir,' replied the Jew, ‘for a whole month I have been
travelling, and I am too tired to move.'

‘Which way did you come?' asked Dschemil.

‘From out there,' answered the Jew pointing behind him.

‘And you have been travelling for a month, you say? Well, did you
see anything remarkable?'