The juggler exhibited a seed, covered it with earth in a small flower-pot, then put a rag over the pot; after a minute the rag began to rise; in ten minutes it had risen a foot; then the rag was removed and a little tree was exposed, with leaves upon it and ripe fruit. We ate the fruit, and it was good. But Satan said:
“ Why do you cover the pot? Can't you grow the tree in the sunlight?”
“ No,” said the juggler; “no one can do that.”
“ You are only an apprentice; you don't know your trade. Give me the seed. I will show you.” He took the seed and said, “What shall I raise from it?”
“ It is a cherry seed; of course you will raise a cherry.”
“ Oh no; that is a trifle; any novice can do that. Shall I raise an orange-tree from it?”
“ Oh yes!” and the juggler laughed.
“ And shall I
