He catch a lot of foxes with some traps; he kill them and he take their skins to Jaffa to the tailor, and he tell the tailor: "Make me one big skin out of these little ones." The tailor make one thundering big fox's skin, big enough for Simpson to get inside of it.

Then Simpson, he put on that skin one night, and go and sit out in the field and make the same noise what the little foxes make.

The little foxes come out of their holes to look; they see one big fox sitting there, and they not know it's really Simpson.

They come quite near and Simpson catch hold of their tails and tie their tails together.

Then they make the noise, and still more foxes come, and Simpson catch hold of their tails and tie their tails together, till he got hundreds and hundreds.' 'Whatever did he do with them ?' inquired the parson.
'He set fire to them.' 'What on earth did he do that for ?' 'That, sir, was to annoy his wife's relations.' 'And would you believe it,' added Suleyman when he told me the story, 'that foolish preacher did not know that it is in the Bible.