When Kanmakan heard this verse again spoken by the same voice yet saw no

one, he knew that the speaker was a lover like unto himself, debarred

from union with her who loved him; and he said to himself, "'Twere

fitting that this man should lay his head to my head and become my

comrade in this my strangerhood."[79] Then he hailed the speaker and

cried out to him, saying, "O thou who farest in sombrest night, draw

near to me and tell me thy tale; haply thou shalt find me one who will

succour thee in thy sufferings." And when the owner of the voice heard

these words, he cried out, "O thou that respondest to my complaint and

wouldest hear my history, who art thou amongst the knights? Art thou

human or Jinni? Answer me speedily ere thy death draw near, for I have

wandered in this desert some twenty days and have seen no one nor heard

any voice but thy voice." At these words Kanmakan said to himself, "This

one's case is like my case, for I, even I, have wandered twenty days,

nor during my wayfare have I seen man or heard voice:" and he added, "I

will make him no answer till day arise." So he was silent, and the voice

again called out to him, saying, "O thou that callest, if thou be of the

Jinn fare in peace and, if thou be man, stay awhile till the day break

stark and the night flee with the dark." The speaker abode in his place

and Kanmakan did likewise and the twain in reciting verses never failed,

and wept tears that railed till the light of day began loom and the

night departed with its gloom. Then Kanmakan looked at the other and

found him to be of the Badawi Arabs, a youth in the flower of his age;

clad in worn clothes and bearing in baldrick a rusty sword which he kept

sheathed, and the signs of love-longing were apparent on him. He went up

to him and accosted him and saluted him, and the Badawi returned the

salute and greeted him with courteous wishes for his long life, but

somewhat despised him, seeing his tender years and his condition, which

was that of a pauper. So he said to him, "O youth, of what tribe art

thou and to whom art thou kin among the Arabs; and what is thy history

that thou goest by night, after the fashion of knights? Indeed thou

spakest to me in the dark words such as are spoken of none but doughty

cavaliers and lion-like warriors; and now I hold thy life in hand. But I

have compassion on thee by reason of thy green years; so I will make

thee my companion and thou shalt go with me, to do me service." When

Kanmakan heard him speak these unseemly words, after showing him such

skill in verse, he knew that he despised him and would presume with him;

therefore he answered him with soft and well-chosen speech, saying, "O

Chief of the Arabs, leave my tenderness of age and tell me why thou

wanderest by night in the desert reciting verses. Thou talkest, I see,

of my serving thee; who then art thou and what moved thee to talk this

wise?" Answered he, "Hark ye, boy! I am Sabbáh, son of Rammáh bin

Humám.[80] My people are of the Arabs of Syria and I have a cousin,

Najmah hight, who to all that look on her brings delight. And when my

father died I was brought up in the house of his brother, the father of

Najmah; but as soon I grew up and my uncle's daughter became a woman,

they secluded her from me and me from her, seeing that I was poor and

without money in pouch. Then the Chiefs of the Arabs and the heads of

the tribes rebuked her sire, and he was abashed before them and

consented to give me my cousin, but upon condition that I should bring

him as her dower fifty head of horses and fifty dromedaries which travel

ten days[81] without a halt and fifty camels laden with wheat and a like

number laden with barley, together with ten black slaves and ten

handmaids. Thus the weight he set upon me was beyond my power to bear;

for he exacted more than the marriage-settlement as by law established.

So here am I, travelling from Syria to Irak, and I have passed twenty

days without seeing other than thyself; yet I mean to go to Baghdad that

I may ascertain what merchant men of wealth and importance start thence.

Then will I fare forth in their track and loot their goods, and I will

slay their escort and drive off their camels with their loads. But what

manner of man art thou?" Replied Kanmakan, "Thy case is like unto my

case, save that my evil is more grievous than thine ill; for my cousin

is a King's daughter and the dowry of which thou hast spoken would not

content her people, nor would they be satisfied with the like of that

from me." Quoth Sabbah, "Surely thou art a fool or thy wits for excess

of passion are gathering wool! How can thy cousin be a King's daughter?

Thou hast no sign of royal rank on thee, for thou art but a mendicant."

Rejoined Kanmakan, "O Chief of the Arabs, let not this my case seem

strange to thee; for what happened, happened;[82] and if thou desire

proof of me, I am Kanmakan, son of King Zau al-Makan, son of King Omar

bin al-Nu'uman Lord of Baghdad and the realm Khorasan; and Fortune

banned me with her tyrant ban, for my father died and my Sultanate was

taken by King Sasan. So I fled forth from Baghdad secretly, lest I be

seen of any man, and have wandered twenty days without any but thyself

to scan. So now I have discovered to thee my case, and my story is as

thy story and my need as thy need." When Sabbah heard this, he cried

out, "O my joy, I have attained my desire! I will have no loot this day

but thyself; for since thou art of the seed of Kings and hast come out

in beggar's garb, there is no help but thy people will seek thee; and,

if they find thee in any one's power, they will ransom thee with monies

galore. So show me thy back, O my lad, and walk before me." Answered

Kanmakan, "O brother of the Arabs, act not on this wise, for my people

will not buy me with silver nor with gold, not even with a copper

dirham; and I am a poor man, having with me neither much nor little; so

cease then to be upon this track and take me to thy comrade. Fare we

forth for the land of Irak and wander over the world, so haply we may

win dower and marriage-portion, and we may seek and enjoy our cousins'

kisses and embraces when we come back." Hearing this, Sabbah waxed

angry; his arrogance and fury redoubled and he said, "Woe to thee! Dost

thou bandy words with me, O vilest of dogs that be? Turn thee thy back,

or I will come down on thee with clack!" Kanmakan smiled and answered,

"Why should I turn my back for thee? Is there no justice in thee? Dost

thou not fear to bring blame upon the Arab men by driving a man like

myself captive, in shame and disdain, before thou hast proved him on the

plain, to know if he be a warrior or of cowardly strain?" Upon this

Sabbah laughed and replied, "By Allah, a wonder! Thou art a boy in years

told, but in talk thou art old. These words should come from none but a

champion doughty and bold: what wantest thou of justice?" Quoth

Kanmakan, "If thou wilt have me thy captive, to wend with thee and serve

thee, throw down thine arms and put off thine outer gear and come on and

wrestle with me; and whichever of us throw his opponent shall have his

will of him and make him his boy." Then Sabbah laughed and said, "I

think this waste of breath denoteth the nearness of thy death." Then he

arose and threw down his weapon and, tucking up his skirt, drew near

unto Kanmakan who also drew near and they gripped each other. But the

Badawi found that the other had the better of him and weighed him down,

as the quintal downweighs the dinar; and he looked at his legs firmly

planted on the ground, and saw that they were as two minarets[83]

strongly based, or two tent-poles in earth encased, or two mountains

which may not be displaced. So he acknowledged himself to be a failure

and repented of having come to wrestle with him, saying in himself,

"Would I had slain him with my weapon!" Then Kanmakan took hold of him

and mastering him, shook him till the Badawi thought his bowels would

burst in his belly, and he broke out, "Hold thy hand, O boy!" He heeded

not his words, but shook him again and, lifting him from the ground,

made with him towards the stream, that he might throw him therein:

whereupon the Badawi roared out, saying, "O thou valiant man, what wilt

thou do with me?"[84] Quoth he, "I mean to throw thee into this stream:

it will bear to the Tigris. The Tigris will bring thee to the river Isa

and the Isa will carry thee to the Euphrates, and the Euphrates will

land thee in thine own country; so thy tribe shall see thee and know thy

manly cheer and how thy passion be sincere." Then Sabbah cried aloud and

said, "O Champion of the desert-lair, do not with me what deed the

wicked dare but let me go, by the life of thy cousin, the jewel of the

fair!" Hearing this, Kanmakan set him on the ground; but when he found

himself at liberty, he ran to his sword and targe and taking them up,

stood plotting in himself treachery and sudden assault on his

adversary.[85] The Prince kenned his intent in his eye and said to him,

"I con what is in thy heart, now thou hast hold of thy sword and thy

targe. Thou hast neither length of hand nor trick of wrestling, but thou

thinkest that, wert thou on thy mare and couldst wheel about the plain,

and ply me with thy skene, I had long ago been slain. But I will give

thee thy requite, so there may be left in thy heart no despite; now give

me the targe and fall on me with thy whinger; either thou shalt kill me

or I shall kill thee." "Here it is," answered Sabbah and, throwing him

the targe, bared his brand and rushed at him sword in hand; Kanmakan

hent the buckler in his right and began to fend himself with it, whilst

Sabbah struck at him, saying at each stroke, "This is the finishing

blow!" But it fell harmless enow, for Kanmakan took all on his buckler

and it was waste work, though he did not reply lacking the wherewithal

to strike and Sabbah ceased not to smite at him with his sabre, till his

arm was weary. When his opponent saw this, he rushed upon him and,

hugging him in his arms, shook him and threw him to the ground. Then he

turned him over on his face and pinioned his elbows behind him with the

baldrick of his sword, and began to drag him by the feet and to make for

the river. Thereupon cried Sabbah, "What wilt thou do with me, O youth,

and cavalier of the age and brave of the plain where battles rage?"

Answered he, "Did I not tell thee that it was my intent to send thee by

the river to thy kin and to thy tribe, that thy heart be not troubled

for them nor their hearts be troubled for thee, and lest thou miss thy

cousin's bride-feast!" At this Sabbah shrieked aloud and wept and

screaming said, "Do not thus, O champion of the time's braves! Let me go

and make me one of thy slaves!" And he wept and wailed and began

reciting these verses:—

I'm estranged fro' my folk and estrangement's long: ✿ Shall I die amid

strangers? Ah, would that I kenned!

I die, nor my kinsmen shall know where I'm slain, ✿ Die in exile nor see

the dear face of my friend!

Thereupon Kanmakan had compassion on him and said, "Make with me a

covenant true and swear me an oath to be a comrade as due and to bear me

company wheresoever I may go." "'Tis well," replied Sabbah and swore

accordingly. Then Kanmakan loosed him and he rose and would have kissed

the Prince's hand; but he forbade him that. Then the Badawi opened his

scrip and, taking out three barley scones, laid them before Kanmakan and

they both sat down on the bank of the stream to eat.[86] When they had

done eating together, they made the lesser ablution and prayed; after

which they sat talking of what had befallen each of them from his people

and from the shifts of Time. Presently said Kanmakan, "Whither dost thou

now intend?" Replied Sabbah, "I purpose to repair to Baghdad, thy native

town, and abide there, until Allah vouchsafe me the marriage portion."

Rejoined the other, "Up then and to the road! I tarry here." So the

Badawi farewelled him and took the way for Baghdad, whilst Kanmakan

remained behind, saying to himself, "O my soul, with what face shall I

return pauper-poor? Now by Allah, I will not go back empty-handed and,

if the Almighty please, I will assuredly work my deliverance." Then he

went to the stream and made the Wuzu-washing and when prostrating he

laid his brow in the dust and prayed to the Lord, saying, "O Allah! Thou

who sendest down the dew, and feedest the worm that homes in the stone,

I beseech Thee vouchsafe me my livelihood of Thine Omnipotence and the

Grace of Thy benevolence!" Then he pronounced the salutation which

closes prayer; yet every road appeared closed to him. And while he sat

turning right and left, behold, he espied a horseman making towards him

with bent back and reins slack. He sat upright and after a time reached

the Prince; and the stranger was at the last gasp and made sure of

death, for he was grievously wounded when he came up; the tears streamed

down his cheeks like water from the mouths of skins, and he said to

Kanmakan, "O chief of the Arabs, take me to thy friendship as long as I

live, for thou wilt not find my like; and give me a little water though

the drinking of water be harmful to one wounded, especially whilst the

blood is flowing and the life with it. And if I live, I will give thee

what shall heal thy penury and thy poverty: and if I die, mayst thou be

blessed for thy good intent." Now under that horseman was a stallion, so

noble a Rabite[87] the tongue fails to describe him; and as Kanmakan

looked at his legs like marble shafts, he was seized with a longing and

said to himself, "Verily the like of this stallion[88] is not to be

found in our time." Then he helped the rider to alight and entreated him

in friendly guise and gave him a little water to swallow; after which he

waited till he had taken rest and addressed him, saying, "Who hath dealt

thus with thee?" Quoth the rider, "I will tell thee the truth of the

case. I am a horse-thief and I have busied myself with lifting and

snatching horses all my life, night and day, and my name is Ghassán, the

plague of every stable and stallion. I heard tell of this horse, that he

was in the land of Roum, with King Afridun, where they had named him

Al-Katúl and surnamed him Al-Majnún.[89] So I journeyed to

Constantinople for his sake and watched my opportunity and whilst I was

thus waiting, there came out an old woman, one highly honoured among the

Greeks, and whose word with them is law, by name Zat al-Dawahi, a past

mistress in all manner of trickery. She had with her this steed and ten

slaves, no more, to attend on her and the horse; and she was bound for

Baghdad and Khorasan, there to seek King Sasan and to sue for peace and

pardon from ban. So I went out in their track, longing to get at the

horse,[90] and ceased not to follow them, but was unable to come by the

stallion, because of the strict guard kept by the slaves, till they

reached this country and I feared lest they enter the city of Baghdad.

As I was casting about to steal the stallion lo! a great cloud of dust

arose on them and walled the horizon. Presently it opened and disclosed

fifty horsemen, gathered together to waylay merchants on the highway,

and their captain, by name Kahrdásh, was a lion in daring and dash; a

furious lion who layeth knights flat as carpets in battle-crash."——And

Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased to say her permitted say.

Now when it was the Hundred and Forty-first Night,

She said, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that the wounded rider

spake thus to Kanmakan, "Then came out the same Kahrdash, and fell on

the old woman and her men and bore down upon them bashing them, nor was

it long before they bound her and the ten slaves and bore off their

captives and the horse, rejoicing. When I saw this, I said to myself:—My

pains were in vain nor did I attain my gain. However, I waited to see

how the affair would fare, and when the old woman found herself in

bonds, she wept and said to the captain, Kahrdash:—O thou doughty

Champion and furious Knight, what wilt thou do with an old woman and

slaves, now that thou hast thy will of the horse? And she beguiled him

with soft words and she sware that she would send him horses and cattle,

till he released her and her slaves. Then he went his way, he and his

comrades, and I followed them till they reached this country; and I

watched them, till at last I found an opportunity of stealing the horse,

whereupon I mounted him and, drawing a whip from my wallet, struck him

with it. When the robbers heard this, they came out on me and surrounded

me on all sides and shot arrows and cast spears at me, whilst I stuck

fast on his back and he fended me with hoofs and forehand,[91] till at

last he bolted out with me from amongst them like unerring shaft or

shooting star. But in the stress and stowre I got sundry grievous wounds

and sore; and, since that time, I have passed on his back three days

without tasting food or sleeping aught, so that my strength is down

brought and the world is become to me as naught. But thou hast dealt

kindly with me and hast shown ruth on me; and I see thee naked stark and

sorrow hath set on thee its mark, yet are signs of wealth and gentle

breeding manifest on thee. So tell me, what and whence art thou and

whither art thou bound?" Answered the Prince, "My name is Kanmakan, son

of Zau al-Makan, son of King Omar bin al-Nu'uman. When my father died

and an orphan lot was my fate, a base man seized the throne and became

King over small and great." Then he told him all his past from first to

last; and the horse-thief said to him, for he pitied him, "By Allah,

thou art one of high degree and exceeding nobility, and thou shalt

surely attain estate sublime and become the first cavalier of thy time.

If thou can lift me on horseback and mount thee behind me and bring me

to my own land, thou shalt have honour in this world and a reward on the

day of band calling to band,[92] for I have no strength left to steady

myself; and if this be my last day, the steed is thine alway; for thou

art worthier of him than any other." Quoth Kanmakan, "By Allah, if I

could carry thee on my shoulders or share my days with thee, I would do

this deed without the steed! For I am of a breed that loveth to do good

and to succour those in need; and one kindly action in Almighty Allah's

honour averteth seventy calamities from its doer. So make ready to set

out and put thy trust in the Subtle, the All-Wise." And he would have

lifted him on to the horse and fared forward trusting in Allah, Aider of

those who seek aid, but the horse-thief said, "Wait for me awhile." Then

he closed his eyes and opening his hands, said, "I testify that there is

no god but _the_ God, and I testify that Mohammed is the Apostle of

God!" And he added, "O glorious One, pardon me my mortal sin, for none

can pardon mortal sins save the Immortal!" And he made ready for death

and recited these couplets:—

I have wronged mankind, and have ranged like wind ✿ O'er the world, and

in wine-cups my life has past:

I've swum torrent-course to bear off the horse; ✿ And my guiles high

places on plain have cast.

Much I've tried to win and o'er much my sin; ✿ And Katul of my winnings

is most and last:

I had hoped of this steed to gain wish and need, ✿ But vain was the end

of this journey vast.

I have stolen through life, and my death in strife ✿ Was doomed by the

Lord who doth all forecast;

And I've toiled these toils to their fatal end ✿ For an orphan, a pauper

sans kith or friend!

And when he had finished his verses he closed his eyes and opened his

mouth; then with a single death-rattling he left this world. Thereupon

Kanmakan rose and dug a grave and laid him in the dust; after which he

went up to the steed and kissed him and wiped his face and joyed with

exceeding joy, saying, "None hath the fellow of this stallion; no, not

even King Sasan." Such was the case with Kanmakan; but as regards King

Sasan, presently news came to him that the Wazir Dandan had thrown off

his allegiance, and with him half the army who swore that they would

have no King but Kanmakan: and the Minister had bound the troops by a

solemn covenant and had gone with them to the Islands of India and to

Berber-land and to Black-land;[93] where he had levied armies from far

and near, like unto the swollen sea for fear and none could tell the

host's van from its rear. And the Minister was resolved to make for

Baghdad and take the kingdom in ward and slay every soul who dare

retard, having sworn not to return the sword of war to its sheath, till

he had made Kanmakan King. When this news came to Sasan, he was drowned

in the sea of appal, knowing that the whole state had turned against

him, great and small; and his trouble redoubled and his care became

despair. So he opened his treasuries and distributed his monies among

his officers; and he prayed for Kanmakan's return, that he might draw

his heart to him with fair usage and bounty; and make him commander of

those troops which ceased not being faithful to him, so might he quench

the sparks ere they became a flame. Now when the news of this reached

Kanmakan by the merchants, he returned in haste to Baghdad on the back

of the aforesaid stallion, and as King Sasan sat perplexed upon his

throne he heard of the coming of Kanmakan; whereupon he despatched all

the troops and head-men of the city to meet him. So all who were in

Baghdad fared forth and met the Prince and escorted him to the palace

and kissed the thresholds, whilst the damsels and the eunuchs went in to

his mother and gave her the fair tidings of his return. She came to him

and kissed him between the eyes, but he said to her, "O mother mine, let

me go to my uncle King Sasan who hath overwhelmed me with weal and

boon." And while he so did, all the palace-people and head-men marvelled

at the beauty of the stallion and said, "No King is like unto this man."

So Kanmakan went in to King Sasan and saluted him as he rose to receive

him; and, kissing his hands and feet, offered him the horse as a

present. The King greeted him, saying, "Well come and welcome to my son

Kanmakan! By Allah, the world hath been straitened on me by reason of

thine absence, but praised be Allah for thy safety!" And Kanmakan called

down blessings on him. Then the King looked at the stallion, Al-Katul

hight, and knew him for the very horse he had seen in such and such a

year whilst beleaguering the Cross-worshippers of Constantinople with

Kanmakan's sire, Zau al-Makan, that time they slew his uncle Sharrkan.

So he said to the Prince, "If thy father could have come by this

courser, he would have bought it with a thousand blood horses: but now

let the honour return to the honourable. We accept the steed and we give

him back to thee as a gift, for to him thou hast more right than any

wight, being knightliest of knights." Then King Sasan bade bring forth

for him dresses of honour and led horses and appointed to him the chief

lodging in the palace, and showed him the utmost affection and honour,

because he feared the issue of the Wazir Dandan's doings. At this

Kanmakan rejoiced and shame and humiliation ceased from him. Then he

went to his house and, going to his mother, asked, "O my mother, how is

it with the daughter of my uncle?" Answered she, "By Allah, O my son, my

concern for thine absence hath distracted me from any other, even from

thy beloved; especially as she was the cause of thy strangerhood and thy

separation from me." Then he complained to her of his case, saying, "O

my mother, go to her and speak with her; haply she will vouchsafe me her

sight to see and dispel from me this despondency." Replied his mother,

"Idle desires abase men's necks; so put away from thee this thought that

can only vex; for I will not wend to her nor go in to her with such

message." Now when he heard his mother's words he told her what said the

horse-thief concerning Zat al-Dawahi, how the old woman was then in

their land purposing to make Baghdad, and added, "It was she who slew my

uncle and my grandfather, and needs must I avenge them with man-bote,

that our reproach be wiped out." Then he left her and repaired to an old

woman, a wicked, whorish, pernicious beldam by name Sa'adánah and

complained to her of his case and of what he suffered for love of his

cousin Kuzia Fakan and begged her to go to her and win her favour for

him. "I hear and I obey," answered the old hag and leaving him betook

herself to Kuzia Fakan's palace, that she might intercede with her in

his behalf. Then she returned to him and said, "Of a truth Kuzia Fakan

saluteth thee and promiseth to visit thee this night about

midnight."——And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased saying

her permitted say.

Now when it was the Hundred and Forty-second Night,

She said, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that when the old woman

came to Kanmakan and said, "Of a truth the daughter of thine uncle

saluteth thee and she will visit thee this night about midnight;" he

rejoiced and sat down to await the fulfilment of his cousin's promise.

But before the hour of night she came to him, wrapped in a veil of black

silk, and she went in to him and aroused him from sleep, saying, "How

canst thou pretend to love me, when thou art sleeping heart-free and in

complete content?" So he awoke and said, "By Allah, O desire of my

heart, I slept not but in the hope that thine image might visit my

dreams!" Then she chid him with soft words and began versifying in these

couplets:—

Hadst thou been leal in love's loyalty, ✿ Ne'er haddest suffered sleep

to seal those eyne:

O thou who claimest lover-loyalty, ✿ Treading the lover's path of pain

and pine!

By Allah, O my cousin, never yet ✿ Did eyes of lover sleep such sleep

indign.

Now when he heard his cousin's words, he was abashed before her and rose

and excused himself. Then they embraced and complained to each other of

the anguish of separation; and they ceased not thus till dawn broke and

day dispersed itself over the horizon; when she rose preparing to

depart. Upon this Kanmakan wept and sighed and began improvising these

couplets:—

O thou who deignest come at sorest syne, ✿ Whose lips those teeth like

necklaced pearls enshrine!

I kissed him[94] thousand times and clipt his waist, ✿ And spent the

night with cheek to cheek close li'en,

Till to depart us twain came dawning day, ✿ Like sword-edge drawn from

sheath in radiant line.

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