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“But Mushkil Gusha is already helping you. If you want your good fortune to continue,

here’s what you must do. Every Friday eve, find someone in need. Then share what you
have and tell a tale of Mushkil Gusha. That way, you both will be helped.” And with that, the
holy man vanished .

As the woodcutter stared at the empty spot, the door to his house swung open.

“Father, where have you been? Oh, please come inside! I was so worried!” said his
daughter.

A few days passed, while the woodcutter and his daughter enjoyed the many date cakes
he bought after selling his wood. Then one morning, when the woodcutter had gone to the
desert and his daughter had finished her housework, she decided to go walking in a public
park. She was strolling down a broad path when a
vanished : disappeared
carriage stopped beside her.
“What a pretty little girl!” said a royal

young lady. “I am the daughter of the
king. Would you like to be my
handmaiden?”

“Yes, Your Highness,” the girl
said, blushing.

So, the woodcutter’s daughter
became a handmaiden of the

princess. With the gifts the princess
gave her, she and her father
became quite rich. He bought a
nice house and he didn’t have to
gather thorn bushes anymore.

But, somehow he forgot

what the dervish told him. One
month passed.
One day, the princess went

on a picnic to one of her
father’s private gardens along
with the woodcutter’s daughter.

There was a small lake there, so
they decided to go for a swim.

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