I am the son of the king of Moussul, the great Ben-Ortoc. As soon as I

had reached my twentieth year, my father permitted me to make a

journey to Bagdad; and, to support the rank of a king's son in that

great city, he ordered a splendid suite to attend me. He opened his

treasures and took out for me four camel-loads of gold; he appointed

officers of his own household to wait upon me, and a hundred soldiers

of his guard to form my escort.

I took my departure from Moussul with this numerous retinue in order

to travel to Bagdad. Nothing happened the first few days; but one

night, whilst we were quietly reposing in a meadow where we had

encamped, we were suddenly attacked so furiously by an overwhelming

body of Bedouin Arabs, that the greater part of my people were

massacred almost before I was aware of the danger. After the first

confusion I put myself at the head of such of the guards and officers

of my father's household as had escaped the first onslaught, and

charged the Bedouins. Such was the vigour of our attack, that more

than three hundred fell under our blows. As the day dawned, the

robbers, who were still sufficiently numerous to surround us on all

sides, seeing our insignificant numbers, and ashamed and irritated by

the obstinate resistance of such a handful of men, redoubled their

efforts. It was in vain that we fought with the fury of desperation;

they overpowered us; and at length we were forced to yield to

numbers.

They seized our arms and stripped off our clothes, and then, instead

of reserving us for slaves, or letting us depart, as people already

sufficiently wretched, in the state to which we were reduced, they

resolved to revenge the deaths of their comrades; and were cowards and

barbarians enough to slaughter the whole of their defenceless

prisoners. All my people perished; and the same fate was on the point

of being inflicted on me, when making myself known to the robbers,

"Stay, rash men," I exclaimed, "respect the blood of kings. I am

prince Al Abbas, only son of Ben-Ortoc, king of Moussul, and heir to

his throne." "I am glad to learn who thou art," replied the chief of

the Bedouins. "We have hated thy father mortally these many years; he

has hanged several of our comrades who fell into his hands; thou shalt

be treated after the same manner."

Thereupon they bound me; and the villains, after first sharing among

them all my baggage, carried me along with them to the foot of a

mountain between two forests, where a great number of small grey tents

were pitched. Here was their well-concealed camping ground. They

placed me under the chief's tent, which was both loftier and larger

than the rest. Here I was kept a whole day, after which they led me

forth and bound me to a tree, where, awaiting the lingering death that

was to put an end to my existence, I had to endure the mortification

of finding myself surrounded by the whole gang, insulted with bitter

taunts, and every feeling miserably outraged.

I had been tied to the tree for some considerable time, and the last

moments of my life appeared fast approaching, when a scout came

galloping in to inform the chief of the Bedouins that a splendid

chance offered itself seven leagues from thence; that a large caravan

was to encamp the next evening in a certain spot, which he named. The

chief instantly ordered his companions to prepare for the expedition;

this was accomplished in a very short time. They all mounted their

horses, and left me in their camp, not doubting but at their return

they would find me a corpse. But Heaven, which renders useless all the

resolves of men which do not agree with its eternal decrees, would not

suffer me to perish so young. The wife of the robber chief had, it

seems, taken pity on me; she managed to creep stealthily, during the

night, to the tree where I was bound, and said to me, "Young man, I am

touched by thy misfortune, and I would willingly release thee from the

dangers that surround thee; but, if I were to unbind thee, dost thou

think that thou hast strength enough left to escape." I replied, "The

same good God who has inspired thee with these charitable feelings

will give me strength to walk." The woman loosed my cords, gave me an

old caftan of her husband's, and showing me the road, "Take that

direction," said she, "and thou wilt speedily arrive at an inhabited

place." I thanked my kind benefactress, and walked all that night

without deviating from the road she had pointed out.

The next day, I perceived a man on foot, who was driving before him a

horse, laden with two large packages. I joined him, and, after telling

him that I was an unfortunate stranger, who did not know the country,

and had missed my way, I inquired of him where he was going. "I am

going," replied he, "to sell my merchandise at Bagdad, and I hope to

arrive there in two days." I accompanied this man, and only left him

when I entered that great city; he went about his business, and I

retired to a mosque, where I remained two days and two nights. I had

no desire to go forth into the streets; I was afraid of meeting

persons from Moussul, who might recognize me. So great was my shame at

finding myself in this plight, that far from thinking of making my

condition known, I wished to conceal it, even from myself. Hunger at

length overcame my shame, or rather I was obliged to yield to that

necessity which brooks no refusal. I resolved to beg my bread, until

some better prospect presented itself. I stood before the lower

window of a large house, and solicited alms with a loud voice. An old

female slave appeared almost immediately, with a loaf in her hand,

which she held out to me. As I advanced to take it, the wind by chance

raised the curtain of the window, and allowed me to catch a glimpse of

the interior of the chamber; there I saw a young lady of surpassing

beauty; her loveliness burst upon my vision like a flash of lightning.

I was completely dazzled. I received the bread without thinking what I

was about, and stood motionless before the old slave, instead of

thanking her, as I ought to have done.

I was so surprised, so confused, and so violently enamoured, that

doubtless she took me for a madman; she disappeared, leaving me in the

street, gazing intently, though fruitlessly, at the window, for the

wind did not again raise the curtain. I passed the whole day awaiting

a second favourable breeze. Not until I perceived night coming on,

could I make up my mind to think of retiring; but before quitting the

house, I asked an old man, who was passing, if he knew to whom it

belonged. "It is," replied he, "the house of Mouaffac, the son of

Adbane; he is a man of rank, and, moreover, a rich man and a man of

honour. It is not long since he was the governor of the city, but he

quarrelled with the cadi, who found means of ruining him in the

estimation of the caliph, and thereby caused him to lose his

appointment."

With my thoughts fully taken up by this adventure, I slowly wandered

out of the city, and entering the great cemetery determined to pass

the night there. I ate my bread without appetite, although my long

fast ought to have given me a good one, and then lay down near a tomb,

with my head resting on a pile of bricks. It was with difficulty that

I composed myself to sleep: the daughter of Mouaffac had made too deep

an impression upon me; the remembrance of her loveliness excited my

imagination too vividly, and the little food I had eaten was not

enough to cause the usual tendency to a refreshing sleep. At length,

however, I dozed off, in spite of the ideas that filled my

imagination; but my sleep was not destined to be of long duration; a

loud noise within the tomb soon awoke me.

Alarmed at the disturbance, the cause of which I did not stay to

ascertain, I started up, with the intention of flying from the

cemetery, when two men, who were standing at the entrance of the tomb,

perceiving me, stopped me, and demanded who I was, and what I was

doing there. "I am," I replied, "an unfortunate stranger, whom

misfortune has reduced to live upon the bounty of the charitable, and

I came here to pass the night, as I have no place to go to in the

town." "Since thou art a beggar," said one of them, "thank Heaven that

thou hast met with us; we will furnish thee with an excellent supper."

So saying, they dragged me into the tomb, where four of their comrades

were eating large radishes and dates, and washing them down with

copious draughts of raki.

They made me sit near them, at a long stone that served as a table,

and I was obliged to eat and drink, for politeness' sake. I suspected

them to be what they really were, that is to say, thieves, and they

soon confirmed my suspicions by their discourse. They began to speak

of a considerable theft they had just committed, and thought that it

would afford me infinite pleasure to become one of their gang; they

made me the offer, which threw me into great perplexity. You may

imagine that I had no desire to associate myself with such fellows,

but I was fearful of irritating them by a refusal. I was embarrassed,

and at a loss for a reply, when a sudden event freed me from my

trouble. The lieutenant of the cadi, followed by twenty or thirty

_asas_ (archers) well armed, entered the tomb, seized the robbers and

me, and took us all off to prison, where we passed the remainder of

the night. The following day, the cadi came and interrogated the

prisoners. The thieves confessed their crime, as they saw there was no

use in denying it; for myself, I related to the judge how I had met

with them, and, as they corroborated my statement, I was put on one

side. The cadi wished to speak to me in private, before he set me

free. Accordingly, he presently came over to me, and asked what took

me into the cemetery where I was caught, and how I spent my time in

Bagdad. In fact, he asked me a thousand questions, all of which I

answered with great candour, only concealing the royalty of my birth.

I recounted to him all that had happened to me, and I even told him of

my having stopped before the window of Mouaffac's house to beg, and of

my having seen, by chance, a young lady who had charmed me.

At the name of Mouaffac I noticed the eyes of the cadi sparkle, with a

curious expression. He remained a few moments immersed in thought;

then, assuming a joyous countenance, he said, "Young man, it depends

only on thyself to possess the lady thou sawest yesterday. It was

doubtless Mouaffac's daughter; for I have been informed that he has a

daughter of exquisite beauty. Though thou wert the most abject of

beings, I would find means for thee to possess the object of thine

ardent wishes. Thou hast but to leave it to me, and I will make thy

fortune."

I thanked him, without being able to penetrate his designs, and then

by his orders followed the aga of his black eunuchs, who released me

from the prison, and took me to the bath.

Whilst I was there, the judge sent two of his _tchaous_ (guards) to

Mouaffac's house, with a message that the cadi wished to speak to him

upon business of the greatest importance. Mouaffac accompanied the

guards back. As soon as the cadi saw him coming he went forward to

meet him, saluted him, and kissed him several times. Mouaffac was in

amazement at this reception.

"Ho! ho!" said he to himself, "how is this, that the cadi, my greatest

enemy, is become so civil to me to-day? There is something at the

bottom of all this."

"Friend Mouaffac," said the judge, "Heaven will not suffer us to be

enemies any longer. It has furnished us with an opportunity of

extinguishing that hatred which has separated our families for so many

years. The prince of Bozrah arrived here last night. He left Bozrah

without taking leave of his father the king. He has heard of your

daughter; and from the description of her beauty which he has

received, he has become so enamoured of her, that he is resolved to

ask her in marriage. He wishes me to arrange the marriage,--a task

which is the more agreeable to me, as it will be the means of

reconciling us."

"I am astounded," replied Mouaffac, "that the prince of Bozrah should

have condescended to confer upon me the honour of marrying my

daughter; and that you of all men should be the chosen means of

communicating this happiness to me, as you have always shown yourself

so anxious to injure me."

"Let us not speak of the past, friend Mouaffac," returned the cadi;

"pray let all recollection of what we have done to annoy each other be

obliterated in our happiness at the splendid connexion which is to

unite your daughter with the prince of Bozrah; let us pass the

remainder of our days in good fellowship."

Mouaffac was naturally as good and confiding as the cadi was crafty

and bad: he allowed himself to be deceived by the false expressions of

friendship that his enemy displayed. He stifled his hatred in a

moment, and received without distrust the perfidious caresses of the

cadi. They were in the act of embracing each other, and pledging an

inviolable friendship, when I entered the room, conducted by the aga.

This officer, on my coming out of the bath, had clothed me with a

beautiful dress, which he had ready, and a turban of Indian muslin,

with a gold fringe that hung down to my ear, and altogether my

appearance was such as fully to bear out the statements of the cadi.

"Great prince," said the cadi as soon as he perceived me, "blessed be

your feet, and your arrival in Bagdad, since it has pleased you to

take up your abode with me. What tongue can express to you the

gratitude I feel for so great an honour? Here is Mouaffac, whom I have

informed of the object of your visit to this city. He consents to give

you in marriage his daughter, who is as beautiful as a star."

Mouaffac then made me a profound obeisance, saying, "O son of the

mighty, I am overwhelmed with the honour you are willing to confer

upon my daughter; she would esteem herself sufficiently honoured in

being made a slave to one of the princesses of your harem."

Judge of the astonishment that this discourse caused me. I knew not

what to answer. I saluted Mouaffac without speaking; but the cadi,

perceiving my embarrassment, and fearing lest I should make some reply

which would destroy his plot, instantly took up the conversation.

"I venture to submit," said he, "that the sooner the marriage contract

is made in presence of the proper witnesses the better." So saying, he

ordered his aga to go for the witnesses, and in the mean time drew up

the contract himself.

When the aga arrived with the witnesses, the contract was read before

them. I signed it, then Mouaffac, and then the cadi, who attached his

signature the last. The judge then dismissed the witnesses, and

turning to Mouaffac said, "You know that with great people these

affairs are not managed as with persons of humble rank. Besides, in

this case you readily perceive that silence and despatch are

necessary. Conduct this prince, then, to your house, for he is now

your son-in-law; give speedy orders for the consummation of the

marriage, and take care that every thing is arranged as becomes his

exalted rank."

I left the cadi's house with Mouaffac. We found two mules richly

caparisoned awaiting us at the door; the judge insisted upon our

mounting them with great ceremony. Mouaffac conducted me to his house;

and when we were in the court-yard dismounted first, and with a

respectful air presented himself to hold my stirrup,--a ceremony to

which of course I was obliged to submit. He then took me by the hand

and conducted me to his daughter, with whom he left me alone, after

informing her of what had passed at the cadi's.

Zemroude, persuaded that her father had espoused her to a prince of

Bozrah, received me as a husband who would one day place her upon the

throne,--and I, the happiest of men, passed the day at her feet,

striving by tender and conciliating manners to inspire her with love

for me. I soon perceived that my pains were not bestowed in vain, and

that my youth and ardent affection produced a favourable impression

upon her. With what rapture did this discovery fill me! I redoubled my

efforts, and I had the gratification of remarking that each moment I

made advances in her esteem.

In the mean time Mouaffac had prepared a splendid repast to celebrate

his daughter's nuptials, at which several members of his family were

present. The bride appeared there more brilliant and more beautiful

than the houris. The sentiments with which I had already inspired her,

seemed to add new lustre to her beauty.

The next morning I heard a knock at my chamber-door; I got up and

opened it. There stood the black aga of the cadi carrying a large

bundle of clothes. I thought that perhaps the cadi had sent robes of

honour to my wife and myself, but I was deceived.

"Sir adventurer," said the negro in a bantering tone, "the cadi sends

his salutations, and begs you to return the dress he lent you

yesterday to play the part of the prince of Bozrah in. I have brought

you back your own old garment, and the rest of the tatters, which are

more suited to your station than the other."

I was astounded at the application; my eyes were opened, and I saw

through the whole malicious scheme of the cadi. However, making a

virtue of necessity, I gravely restored to the aga the robe and turban

of his master, and retook my own old caftan, which was a mass of rags.

Zemroude had heard part of the conversation; and seeing me covered

with rags, "O heavens!" she exclaimed, "what is the meaning of this

change, and what has that man been saying to you?"

"My princess," I replied, "the cadi is a great rascal, but he is the

dupe of his own malice. He thinks he has given you a beggar for a

husband, a man born in the lowest grade, but you are, indeed, the wife

of a prince, and my rank is in no way inferior to that of the husband,

whose hand you fancy you have received. I am to the full the equal of

the prince of Bozrah, for I am the only son of the king of Moussul,

and am heir to the kingdom of the great Ben-Ortoc; my name is Al

Abbas." I then related my history to her, without suppressing the

least circumstance. When I had finished the recital,

"My prince," said she, "even were you not the son of a great king, I

should love you none the less; and, believe me, that if I am overjoyed

to learn the circumstance of your exalted birth, it is but out of

regard to my father, who is more dazzled by the honours of the world

than I; my only ambition is to possess a husband who will love me

alone, and not grieve me by giving me rivals."

I did not fail to protest that I would love her, and her alone, all my

life, with which assurance she appeared delighted. She then summoned

one of her women, and ordered her to proceed with all speed and

secrecy to a merchant's, and buy a dress, ready made, of the richest

materials that could be procured. The slave who was charged with this

commission acquitted herself in the most satisfactory manner. She

returned speedily, bringing a magnificent dress and robe, and a turban

of Indian muslin as handsome, even handsomer, than what I had worn the

previous day, so that I found myself even more gorgeously dressed than

on the occasion of my first interview with my father-in-law. "Well, my

lord," said Zemroude, "do you think the cadi has much reason to be

satisfied with his work? He thought to heap reproaches on my family,

and he has bestowed upon it an imperishable honour. He thinks that we

are now overwhelmed with shame. What will be his grief when he knows

that he has conferred such a benefit upon his enemy? But before he is

made aware of your birth, we must invent some means of punishing him

for his wicked designs against us. I will take that task upon me.

There is in this city a dyer, who has a daughter most frightfully

ugly. I will not tell you further," she continued, checking herself.

"I will not deprive you of the pleasure of the surprise. I shall only

let you know that I have conceived a project which will drive the cadi

nearly mad, and make him the laughingstock of the court and the city."

She then dressed herself in plain clothes, and covering her face with

a thick veil, asked my permission to go out, which I granted her. She

went alone, repaired to the cadi's house, and placed herself in one

corner of the hall, where the judge gave audience.

He no sooner cast his eyes upon her, than he was struck with her

majestic figure; he sent an officer to ask who she was, and what she

desired. She answered that she was the daughter of an artisan in the

town, and that she wished to speak to the cadi on important private

business. The officer having borne her answer to the cadi, the judge

made a sign to Zemroude to approach, and enter his private apartment,

which was on one side of the court; she complied, making a low

obeisance. When she entered the cadi's private apartment, she took her

seat upon the sofa, and raised her veil. The cadi had followed her,

and as he seated himself near her, was astonished at her beauty.

"Well! my dear child," said he, patronizingly, "of what service can I

be to you?"

"My lord," she replied, "you, who have the power to make the laws

obeyed, who dispense justice to rich and poor alike, listen, I pray

you, to my complaint, and pity the unfortunate situation in which I am

placed."

"Explain yourself," replied the judge, already moved, "and I swear by

my head and my eyes that I will do every thing that is possible, ay,

and impossible, to serve you."

"Know then, my lord," replied Zemroude, "that, notwithstanding the

attractions which Heaven has bestowed upon me, I live in solitude and

obscurity in a house, forbidden not only to men, but even to women, so

that even the conversation of my own sex is denied me. Not that

advantageous proposals were at one time wanting for my hand; I should

have been married long ago, if my father had not had the cruelty to

refuse me to all who have asked me in marriage. To one he says, I am

as withered as a dead tree; to another, that I am bloated with

unnatural fat; to this one, that I am lame, and have lost the use of

my hands; to that one, that I have lost my senses, that I have a

cancer on my back, that I am dropsical; in fact, he wishes to make me

out a creature not worthy the society of human beings, and has so

decried me, that he has at length succeeded in making me the reproach

of the human race; nobody inquires about me now, and I am condemned to

perpetual celibacy."

When she ceased speaking she pretended to weep, and played her part so

well that the judge allowed himself to be deceived.

"What can be the reason, my angel," said he, "that your father

prevents your marrying? What can his motive be?"

"I know not, my lord," replied Zemroude; "I cannot conceive what his

intentions can be; but I confess my patience is exhausted. I can no

longer live in this state. I have found means to leave home, and I

have escaped to throw myself into your arms, and to implore your help;

take pity on me, I implore you, and interpose your authority, that

justice may be done to me, otherwise I will not answer for my life."

"No, no," replied he, "you shall not die, neither shall you waste your

youth in tears and sighs. It only remains with yourself to quit the

darkness in which your perfections are buried, and to become this very

day the wife of the cadi of Bagdad. Yes, lovely creature, more fair

than the houris, I am ready to marry you, if you will consent."

"My lord," replied the lady, "even were not your station one of the

most dignified and honourable in the city, I could have no objection

to give you my hand, for you appear to be one of the most amiable of

men; but I fear that you will not be able to obtain the consent of my

father, notwithstanding the honour of the alliance."

"Don't trouble yourself upon that point," replied the judge, "I will

pledge myself as to the issue; only tell me in what street your father

lives, what his name is, and what his profession."

"His name is Ousta Omar," replied Zemroude; "he is a dyer, he lives

upon the eastern quay of the Tigris, and in front of his door is a

palm-tree laden with dates."

"That is enough," said the cadi; "you can return home now; you shall

soon hear from me, depend upon my word."

The lady, after bestowing a gracious smile upon him, covered her face

again with her veil, left the private chamber, and returned to me.

"We shall be revenged," she said, laughing gaily; "our enemy, who

thought to make us the sport of the people, will himself become so."

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