The Story of the Little Hunch-Back
     The Story Told by the Christian Merchant
     The Story Told by the Sultan of Casgar’s Purveyor
     The Story Told by the Jewish Physician
     The Story Told by the Tailor
     The Story Told by the Barber
     The Story Told by the Barber’s Eldest Brother
     The Story Told by the Barber’s Second Brother
     The Story Told by the Barber’s Third Brother
     The Story Told by the Barber’s Fourth Brother
     The Story Told by the Barber’s Fifth Brother
     The Story Told by the Barber’s Sixth Brother

The History of Aboulhassen Ali Ebn Ecar, and Schemselnihar, Favourite of Caliph Haroon Al Rusheed

The Story of the Loves of Kummir Al Zummaun, Prince of the Isles of the Children of Khaledan, and of Badoura, Princess of China

The Story of the Princes Amgiad and Assad
     The Story of the Prince Amgiad and a Lady of the City of
Magicians

The Story of Noor Ad Deen and the Fair Persian

The story of the little hunch-back.

There was in former times at Casgar, on the extreme boundaries of Tartary, a tailor who had a pretty wife, whom he affectionately loved, and by whom he was beloved with reciprocal tenderness.  One day while he was at work, a little hunch-back seated himself at the shop door and began to sing, and play upon a tabor.  The tailor was pleased with his performance, and resolved to take him to his house to entertain his wife:  “This little fellow,” said he, “will divert us both this evening.”  He accordingly invited him, and the other readily accepted the invitation:  so the tailor shut up his shop, and carried him home.  Immediately after their arrival the tailor’s wife placed before them a good dish of fish; but as the little man was eating, he unluckily swallowed a bone, which, notwithstanding all that the tailor and his wife could do, choked him.  This accident greatly alarmed them both, dreading, if the magistrates should hear of it, that they would be punished as murderers.  However, the husband devised a scheme to get rid of the corpse.  He reflected that a Jewish doctor lived just by, and having formed his plan, his wife and he took the corpse, the one by the feet and the other by the head, and carried it to the physician’s house.  They knocked at the door, from which a steep flight of stairs led to his chamber.  The servant maid came down without any light, and opening the door, asked what they wanted.  “Have the goodness,” said the tailor, “to go up again, and tell your master we have brought him a man who is very ill, and wants his advice.  Here,” continued he, putting a piece of money into her hand, “give him that beforehand, to convince him that we do not mean to impose.”  While the servant was gone up to inform her master, the tailor and his wife hastily conveyed the hunchbacked corpse to the head of the stairs, and leaving it there, hurried away.