THE STORY OF ZOBEIDE
TOLD. BY HERSELF.

HE FOLLOWING STORY is one of
the strangest that ever was heard.
Two black dogs long: dwelt with me
in my house, and were very affection-
ately disposed towards. me. These.
two black dogs and myself — were.

sisters, and I shall acquaint you by

  

what strange accident they came to
be metamorphosed. After our father’s
S death, the estate that he left was
equally divided among us. My two sisters and myself stayed with
our mother, who was still alive, and when she died she left each
of us a thousand sequins. As soon as we received our portions, the
two elder (for I am the youngest), being married, followed their
_ husbands and left me alone. Some time after, my eldest sister’s
husband sold all that he had, and with that money and my sister’s
portion they both went into Africa, where her husband, ‘by riotous |
living, spent all; and finding himself reduced to poverty, he found
a pretext for divorcing. my sister, and sent her away.
She returned to this city, and, having suffered incredible hardships
by the way, came to me in so lamentable a condition that it would
have moved the hardest heart to compassion.. I received her with all
the tenderness she could expect, and on my inquiring into the cause
N