A Mirror for the Sultan If he had his way, the vizier thought to himself countless number of times, there would be no Jews in Morocco. He hated the Jews, but, although he was very powerful, he could do nothing. How could he? The sultan showed favor towards his Jewish subjects and would not let the wicked vizier harm them. The cruel viceroy bided his time. And then the opportunity arose. The sultan decided to travel to the distant provinces of his land, leaving his viceroy in charge of affairs. The vizier prepared a trumped-up charge against the Jews of the capital and incited the Moslem populace to attack the Jewish quarter. The bloodthirsty Arabs did not need much of an excuse. The sultan had, meanwhile, reached the city of Meknes where R Chaim ibn Atar, the Or HaChaim , lived. The Or HaChaim was aware of the danger threatening his brethren and wished to avert it. He went to the palace where the sultan was staying and asked for an audience. He was refused. Tell the king that I have brought him a gift for his birthday, but that I insist on giving it to him personally. The sultan, his curiosity aroused, gave instructions for the Jew to be brought before him. R Chaim bowed deferentially and took out a small mirror from his case. This is my gift to Your Majesty. It is a mirror with special powers. Just look into it, and tell me what you see. The sultan gazed into the small looking glass and his eyes grew round with wonder. There was the capital, his palace, his throne -- and the vizier was sitting on it as if he were sultan! A heavy scowl suffused his features as he ordered his servants to prepare for his immediate return home. The sultan arrived just in time to prevent a massacre. In a fit of fury, he slew his rebellious vizier. And the Jews of Morocco breathed freely, once more, thanking G-d for the great miracle.
Posted on: Sun, 16 Nov 2014 02:10:00 +0000