The wife of a dervish had become enceinte and when the time of her confinement was at hand, the dervish who had no child during all his life said: `If God the most high and glorious presents me with a son, I shall bestow everything I possess as alms upon dervishes, except this patched garment of mine which I am wearing.? It happened that the infant was a son. He rejoiced and gave a banquet to the dervishes, as he had promised. Some years afterwards when I returned from a journey to Syria, I passed near the locality of the dervish and asked about his circumstances but was told that he had been put in prison by the police. Asking for the cause, I was told that his son, having become drunk, quarrelled and having shed the blood of a man, had fled; whereon his father was instead of him loaded with a chain on his neck and heavy fetters on his legs. I replied: `He had himself asked God the most high and glorious for this calamity.?

 If pregnant women, O man of intellect, 
 Bring forth serpents at the time of birth, 
 It is better in the opinion of the wise 
 Than to give birth to a wicked progeny.