The man who had his hat off
Poor man, he passed from court to court, from judge to judge, lodging a complaint against
a neighbour of his, who had taken some fallow lands from him.
"He has put his sheep there, and if I chase them away, he threatens me with a handgun.
One of these days, I'll have to forget that that is MY land, or I'll have to by a handgun,
"I don't think you should go that far." The judge told him.
"In that case, what does Your Excellency advise me to do?" asked the man, very politely.
"Nothing, nothing, because I don't have time, now. Take the pendency to a colleague of
mine and let me alone."
The man, with his hat off, went to another judge, who, coincidently, didn't have time for
him, either. They're always very busy, these judges.
From this one to that one, from that one to this one, the man lost his time. He lost his
Finally, from the toing and the froing, he seemed to go mad.
He could be seen in the main square of the city, talking to the trees. To each of them, he
told his story in details, as if trees were people, or judges.
Such an imbecility drew the king's attention, who was at his window.
As he had nothing else to amuse himself, he sent for the man.
"So, the trees talk to you!" said the king, in a mocking tone.
"They don't, Your Excellency. I talk to them, myself." answered the good man.
"What do you tell them?"
"Your Majesty, I explain them the reason why I complain about my neighbour, who wants
to take my land from me with a handgun."
The king was amused with the story.
"And you believe that trees are receptive to what you tell them!"
"The trees are as receptive as men. However there's something they're better at: Trees don't
interrupt me, and they don't excuse themselves for not having time to answer to my
"After all, the man had more sense than he seemed to have." That's what the king thought,
and he took the case into his hands, and dealt with it accordingly.
So, the man could go back home more reassured.