THE FOOLISH QUACK

 

                                                               The Foolish Quack

One nighttime, because the sun became setting, a few travellers stopped to relax below a thicket of trees, loosened their camels and made them sit down to graze. It so came about that an animal entered the melon discipline and was given caught in its throat. Seeing this, the owner tied a blanket around his neck for worry of dropping the animal after which hit the area with all his may. Right away, the melon broke into portions in the camel's throat and then without problems swallowed.

A man who had just come upstairs was watching the operation, shrugged his shoulders, and went to the next village, pretending to be a doctor.

"However what can you remedy"? Requested the villagers

"I will treat the goitre,? Replied the quack.

An antique lady, whose throat was swollen to frightful sie, exclaimed; " O my son, if you may handiest treatment  my goitre, I might bless you forevermore!"

"Of course," replied the man, "here, bring me a blanket and a good-sized hammer."

As soon as they were brought, he tied up the woman's throat and struck the swollen part with so much force that the poor old creature instantly expired. 

"Ah," people shouted, "this man is a villain!"

So they seized him and brought him before the king. However, one of them said; "She was a very old woman who died very soon. So we forced this  man to dig her grave, and then we beat him and then let him  go." So they took it and went to work, but the ground was so hard and hard that it. He digs the grave slowly.

They said, "If you do not dig it up, you will go in front of the king, and then you will be hanged."

 Thus admonishing the unfortunate man, in the greatest fear, went away working with all his might. And finally, when the villagers saw that he had finished his work and buried the victim of his mistake treatment, they beat him well and let him go.

Undeterred by the severity of his punishment, the man rode his camel to the next village, and once again presented himself as a great physician.

"And what can you cure?" said someone.

"I can cure goitre, " answered he. 

This time an old man offered himself for treatment. But the pretended doctor said; "Look here, good people.  I will do my best to fix this case. But remember, if I was lucky enough to kill him, I wouldn't be forced to dig this man's grave. "

"A pretty sort of doctor you must be!"Before you start your treatment, you are talking about digging the patient's grave, "they began to cry.  Away with you; we shall have nothing to do with you."

The doctor pretending to hear this said to himself: "What a strange thing! My best plan is to go back to the camels and tell them that they have not shown me the right way to cure this disease." Perhaps they will advise me."

When he overpowered them, he cried out: “How foolish you are! I met an old woman who was suffering from a nodule like your camel, I tied a blanket around her neck and slapped her with a hammer, but she died instead of recovering like your camel and instead of getting paid I had to dig Her grave!

The camel owners replied, "It's not us who are fools, it's you." We are not stupid at all. These animals are camels of magnificent size and strength. How was a feeble old woman to stand the blow of a mallet? No; It is you, and only you, who are fools. "

One of the men now stepped forward, saying to his friend: "You remain quiet, and leave this fellow to me." Then, addressing himself to the newcomer, he cried: "Hear you, Sir, these people do not understand at all. I can fix everything for you in a minute. ”With that, he picked up a heavy stick tied to an iron chain and struck a camel that was grazing off the leaves of a wild plum tree. He took one or two steps forward, even though he did not feel any shock." You observe," said the man, "the effect of this treatment on the camel. Now observe its effect on a human being!""Then he struck the man himself with the same blow, causing him to fall to the ground like a tree. When consciousness returned, this bewildered victim inquired: "Why, sir, this cruel usage?" 

"Do you not perceive?" answered the camel man. "I wished to show you that what is good for camels is not good for poor men and women.'' 

"Ah," said the wretched man, "I now begin to see my error. Never, never again shall I set me up for a doctor!"