A man with a round wicker basket containing different kinds of cheese was going through the street and calling his wares.
"Hush, Osman." His father pointed to the tower of a small mosque.
High up in this tower stood a man crying out to all faithful believers of Mohammed. It was the call to prayer.
Five times each day this prayer-caller mounted the tower. Each time he cried out to the people who were within reach of his voice.
Osman and his father instantly turned toward the sacred city of Mecca, and, kneeling down right where they stood, repeated a short prayer.
Then they slowly rose and turned their steps toward a restaurant, where they could get a delicious lunch.
There were many other peddlers in the streets besides the cheese-seller. Some of the shoppers bought what they wished from these peddlers. They could get unleavened bread or biscuits, custards, ices, sherbet, sweetmeats, hot vegetables, and many other things.
But Osman's father said, "We can be more comfortable in the restaurant. Besides, I should like a good dish of kebaby."