I  took  and  daubed  the  pole  of  a  cart  with  honey — which done,  I  hid  myself  hard  by,  to  see  what  would  happen.  A  bear of  gigantic  size,  attracted  by  the  smell  of  the  honey,  came and  set  to  work  to  lick  the  end  of  the  pole  so  greedily,  that  he ended  by  letting  it  slide  whole  into  his  throat,  and  so  into  his stomach. When  he  was  well  spitted,  I  ran  up  and  drove  a  big peg  into  the  hole  placed  at  the  pole's  end  ;  and  so,  cutting  off the  epicure's  retreat,  I  left  him  where  he  was  till  next  morning. I  thought  the  Sultan,  who  chanced  to  walk  that  way,  would  have died  of  laughing  when  he  saw  the  trick  I  had  played  the  bear.

- Chapter 5