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Why
the Hoopoes Have Crowns
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“Are there more living or more dead?”
“There are more dead since the poor are like dead.” “Are there
more women or more men?” “There are more women, since the
men who are ruled by their wives are like women.”
One
day when Solomon was traveling on horseback in the desert,
the sun was so hot that he felt faint. It so happened that
the King of the Hoopoes came flying past. He saw the king
fainting on his horse and in danger of falling off.
He
at once called all the hoopoes together and ordered them to
fly over the king’s head in close formation so that His Majesty
would be in the shade. They did so, and the king soon recovered
from his sunstroke. Grateful, Solomon offered the hoopoes
the fulfillment of a wish, any wish.
The hoopoes conferred and after long deliberation returned
with the following wish:“Sire, we should like to have real
golden crowns on our heads, every one of us.” King Solomon
foresaw in his wisdom that so much gold would bring great
trouble and suffering upon the hoopoes’ heads, but he could
not go back on his word. So he gave every single one of the
hoopoes a golden crown on its little head.
Away they flew, proud of their royal appearance. They looked
at themselves in every looking glass they could find and were
often seen near the water’s edge, admiring themselves in the
still reflection of lakes and ponds.
A bird catcher, perceiving
this, constructed a bird trap with a complete mirror inside
it. No sooner had he set up his trap, than a hoopoe entered
it to have a good look at its golden crown. From his hiding
place, the bird catcher quickly pulled the string and caught
the hoopoe.
He went to the city and offered the bird with the golden crown
to a metal dealer named Jacob Ben Isaac, who said that the
crown was not made of gold. “It is nothing but ordinary brass,
but I will buy it from you all the same. ” The bird-catcher
went back to the woods where he caught more hoopoes, until
one day he met a goldsmith who, after inspecting the crown
of one of the hoopoes exclaimed, “My dear hunter, that is
pure gold! I should know, I have worked with it all my life!
You have been deceived! I will pay you honest money for this.
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