Then Prince Firouz Schah advanced, and leaping upon the horse he cried

defiance to the eighty thousand men that stood in battle array against

him. And they, on their part, seeing the youth so hardily set on his

own destruction, drew sword and couched spear, and came all together

to the charge. The prince waited till they were almost upon him, then

turning the peg which stood in the pommel of his saddle he caused the

horse to rise suddenly in the air, and all the foremost ranks of the

enemy came clashing together beneath him. At that sight the King and

all his court drew a breath of astonishment, and the army staggered and

swung about this way and that, striking vainly up at the hoofs of the

magic horse as it flew over them. Then the King, full of dread lest

this should indeed be some evil genie that sought to carry his daughter

away from him, called to his archers to shoot, but before they could

make ready their bows Prince Firouz Schah had given another turn to

the peg, and immediately the horse sprang upward and rose higher than

the roof of the palace, so that all the arrows fell short and rained

destruction on those that were below.

Then the prince called to the King, "O King of Bengal, have I not now

proved myself worthy to be thy son-in-law, and wilt thou not give me

the hand of thy daughter in marriage?" But the King's wrath was very

great, for he had been made foolish in the eyes of his people, and

panic had broken the ranks of his army and many of them were slain; and

by no means would he have for his son-in-law one that possessed such

power to throw down the order and establishment of his kingdom. So he

cried back to the prince, saying, "O vile enchanter, get hence as thou

valuest thy life, for if ever thou darest to return and set foot within

my dominions thy death and not my daughter shall be thy reward!" Thus

he spoke in his anger, forgetting altogether the promise he had made.

Now it should be known that all this time the princess had been

watching the combat from the roof of the palace; and as her fear and

anxiety for the prince had in the first instance been great, so now was

she overjoyed when she saw him rise superior to the dangers which had

threatened him. But as soon as she heard her father's words she became

filled with fresh fear lest she and her lover were now to be parted;

so as the prince came speeding by upon the magic horse she stretched

up her arms to him, crying, "O master of the flying bird, leave me not

desolate, for if thou goest from me now I shall die."

[Illustration: All this time the Princess had been watching the combat

from the roof of the palace.]

No sooner did Prince Firouz Schah hear those words than he checked his

steed in its flight, and swooping low he bore down over the palace

roof, and catching the princess up in his arms placed her upon the

saddle before him; and straightway at the pressure of its rider the

horse rose under them and carried them away high in air, so that they

disappeared forthwith from the eyes of the King and his people.

But as they travelled the day grew hot and the sun burned fiercely upon

them; and the prince looking down beheld a green meadow by the side of

a lake; so he said, "O desire of my heart, let us go down into yonder

meadow and seek rest and refreshment, and there let us wait till it

is evening, so that we may come unperceived to my fathers palace; and

when I have brought thee thither safely and secretly, then will I make

preparation so that thou mayest appear at my fathers court in such a

manner as befits thy rank."

[Illustration: In the garden of the summer palace all was silence and

solitude.]

So the princess consenting, they went down and sat by the lake and

solaced themselves sweetly with love till it was evening. Then they

rose up and mounted once more upon the magic horse and came by night

to the outskirts of the city where dwelt the King of Persia. Now in

the garden of the summer palace which stood without the walls all was

silence and solitude, and coming thither unperceived the King's son led

the princess to a pavilion, the door of which lay open, and placing

before it the magic horse he bade her stay within and keep watch till

his messenger should come to take her to the palace which he would

cause to be prepared for her.

[Illustration: Sat by the lake and solaced themselves sweetly with

love.]

Leaving her thus safely sheltered, the prince went in to the city to

present himself before the King his father; and there he found him in

deep mourning and affliction because of his son's absence; and his

father seeing him, rose up and embraced him tenderly, rejoicing because

of his safe return, and eager to know in what way he had fared. And

the prince said, "O my father, if it be thy good will and pleasure,

I have come back to thee far richer than I went. For I have brought

with me the fairest princess that the eyes of love have ever looked

upon, and she is the daughter of the King of Bengal; and because of my

love for her and the great service which she rendered me when I was a

stranger in the midst of enemies, therefore have I no heart or mind or

will but to win your consent that I may marry her." And when the King

heard that, and of all that the princess had done, and of how they had

escaped together, he gave his consent willingly, and ordered that a

palace should be immediately got ready for her reception that she might

on the next day appear before the people in a manner befitting her rank.

Then while preparation was going forward, the prince sought news

concerning the sage, for he feared that the King might have slain him.

"Do not speak of him," cried the King. "Would to Heaven that I had

never set eyes on him or his invention, for out of this has arisen all

my grief and lamentation. Therefore he now lies in prison awaiting

death."

"Nay," said the prince "now surely should he be released and suitably

rewarded, seeing that unwittingly he hath been the cause of my fortune;

but do not give him my sister in marriage."

So the King sent and caused the Indian to be brought before him clad

in a robe of rank. And the King said to him, "Because my son, whom thy

vile invention carried away from me, hath returned safe and sound,

therefore will I spare thy life. And for the reward of thine ingenuity

I give thee this robe of honour; but now take thy horse, wherever it

may be, and go, nor ever appear in my sight again. And if thou wilt

marry, seek one of thine own rank, but do not aspire to the daughters

of kings."

When the Indian heard that, he dissembled his rage, and bowing himself

to the earth departed from the King's presence. And, as he went,

everywhere in the palace ran the tale how the King's son had returned

upon the magic horse, bringing with him a princess of most marvellous

beauty, and how they had alighted in the gardens of the summer palace

that lay outside the walls.

Now when this was told him the Indian at once saw his opportunity, and

going forth from the city in haste he arrived at the summer palace

before the messenger with the appointed retinue which the prince and

the King were sending. So coming to the pavilion in the garden he found

the princess waiting within, and before the door the horse of ivory

and ebony. Then was his heart uplifted for joy, the more so when he

perceived how far the damsel exceeded in loveliness all that had been

told of her. Entering the chamber where she sat he kissed the ground

at her feet; and she, seeing one that wore a robe of office making

obeisance before her, speak to him without fear, saying, "Who art thou?"

The sage answered, "O moon of beauty, I am but the dust which lies

upon the road by which thou art to travel. Yet I come as a messenger

from the King's son who hath sent me to bring thee with all speed to a

chamber in the royal palace where he now awaits thee."

Now the Indian was of a form altogether hideous and abominable. The

princess looked at him, therefore, in surprise, saying, "Could not the

King's son find any one to send to me but thee?" The sage laughed, for

he read the meaning of her words. "O searcher of hearts," he said, "do

not wonder that the prince hath sent to thee a man whose looks are

unattractive, for because of his love toward thee he is grown exceeding

jealous. Were it otherwise, I doubt not that he would have chosen the

highest and most honourable in the land; but, being what I am, he has

preferred to make me his messenger."

When the princess heard that, she believed him, and because her

impatience to be with her lover was great, she yielded herself

willingly into his hands. Then the sage mounted upon the horse and

took up the damsel behind him; and having bound her to his girdle for

safety, he turned the pin so swiftly that immediately they rose up into

the air far above the roof of the palace and in full view of the royal

retinue which was even then approaching.

Now because his desire to be with his beloved was so strong, the prince

himself had come forth before all others to meet her; and when he saw

her thus carried away captive, he uttered a loud cry of lamentation,

and stretched out his hands toward her. The cry of her lover reached

the ears of the princess, and looking down she saw with wonder his

gestures of grief and despair. So she said to the Indian, "O slave,

why art thou bearing me away from thy lord, disobeying his command?"

The sage answered, "He is not my lord, nor do I owe him any duty or

obedience. May Heaven repay on him all the grief he has brought on me,

for I was the maker of this horse on which he won thee, and because he

stole it from me I was cast into prison. But now for all my wrongs I

will take full payment, and will torture his heart as he hath tortured

mine. Be of good cheer, therefore, for doubt not that presently I shall

seem a more desirable lover in thine eyes than ever he was."

On hearing these words the princess was so filled with terror and

loathing that she endeavoured to cast herself from the saddle; but the

Indian having bound her to his girdle, no present escape from him was

possible.

The horse had meanwhile carried them far from the city of the King

of Persia, and it was yet an early hour after dawn when they arrived

over the land of Cashmire. Assured that he was now safe from pursuit,

and perceiving an uninhabited country below him, the Indian caused

the horse to descend on the edge of a wood bordered by a stream.

Here he made the princess dismount, and was proceeding to force upon

her his base and familiar attentions, when the cries raised by the

princess drew to that spot a party of horsemen who had been hunting

in the neighbourhood. The leader of the party, who chanced to be no

other than the Sultan of that country, seeing a fair damsel undergoing

ill-treatment from one of brutish and malevolent aspect, rode forward

and demanded of the Indian by what right he so used her. The sage

boldly declared that she was his wife and that how he used her was

no man's business but his own. The damsel, however, contradicted his

assertion with indignation and scorn, and so great were her beauty and

the dignity of her bearing that her statement of the case had only to

be heard to be believed. The Sultan therefore ordered the Indian to be

bound and beaten, and afterwards to be led away to the adjacent city

and there cast into the deepest dungeon. As for the princess and magic

horse, he caused them to be brought to the palace; and there for the

damsel he provided a magnificent apartment with slaves and attendants

such as befitted her rank; but the horse, whose properties remained

secret, since no other use for it could be discovered, was placed in

the royal treasury.

Now though the princess was full of joy over her escape from the

Indian, and of gratitude to her deliverer, she could not fail to read

in the Sultan's manner towards her the spell cast by her beauty. And,

in fact, no later than the next day, awakened by sounds throughout the

whole city of tumult and rejoicing, and inquiring as to the reason,

she was informed that these festivities were the prelude to her own

nuptials with the Sultan which were to be celebrated that very day

before sundown.

At this news her consternation was so great that she immediately

swooned away, and remained for a long while speechless. But no sooner

had she recovered possession of her faculties than her resolution was

formed, and when the Sultan entered, as is customary on such occasions,

to present his compliments and make inquiries as to her health, she

fell into an extravagance of attitude and speech, so artfully contrived

that all who beheld her became convinced of her insanity. And the more

surely to effect her purpose, and at the same time to relieve her

feelings, she made a violent attack upon the Sultan's person; nor did

she desist until she had brought him to recognize that all hopes for

the present consummation of the nuptials were useless.

On the following day also, and upon every succeeding one, the princess

showed the same violent symptoms whenever the Sultan approached her. It

was in vain that all the wisest physicians in the country were summoned

into consultation. While some declared that her malady was curable,

others, to whose word the princess by her actions lent every possible

weight, declared that it was incurable; and in no case was any remedy

applied that did not seem immediately to aggravate the disorder.

[Illustration: It was in vain that all the wisest physicians in the

country were summoned into consultation.]

And here for a while we must leave the princess and return to Prince

Firouz Schah, whose affliction no words can describe. Unable to

endure the burden of his beloved one's absence in the splendours of

his father's palace, or to leave her the victim of fate without an

attempt at rescue, he put on the disguise of a travelling dervish, and

departing secretly from the Persian court set out into the world to

seek for her.

For many months he travelled without clue or tidings to guide him; but

as Heaven ever bestows favour on constancy in love, so it led him at

last to the land of Cashmire, and to the city of its Sultan. Now as

he drew near to it by the main road, he fell into conversation with

a certain merchant, and inquired of him as to the city and the life

and conditions of its inhabitants. And the merchant looked at him in

surprise, saying, "Surely you have come from a far country not to have

heard of the strange things which have happened here, for everywhere in

these regions and among all the caravans goes the story of the strange

maiden, and the ebony horse, and the waiting nuptials."

[Illustration: For many months he travelled without clue.]

Now when the prince heard that, he knew that the end of his wanderings

was in sight: so looking upon the city with eyes of gladness, "Tell

me," he said, "for I know none of these things." So the merchant told

him truly all that has here been narrated; and having ended he said,

"O dervish, though you are young, you have in your eyes the light of

wisdom; and if you have also in your hands the power of healing, then I

tell you that in this city fortune awaits you, for the Sultan will give

even the half of his kingdom to any man that shall restore health of

mind to this damsel."

Then the King's son felt his heart uplifted within him, howbeit he knew

well that the fortune he sought would not be of the Sultan's choosing;

so parting from the merchant, he put on the robe of a physician, and

went and presented himself at the palace.

The Sultan was glad at his coming, for though many physicians had

promised healing and had all failed, still each new arrival gave him

fresh hopes. Now as the sight of a physician seemed ever greatly to

increase the princess's malady, the Sultan led him to a small closet

or balcony, that thence he might look upon her unperceived. So Prince

Firouz Schah, having travelled so many miles in search of her, saw his

beloved seated in deep despondency by the side of a fountain; and ever

with the tears falling down from her eyes she sighed and sang. Now when

he heard her voice and the words, and beheld the soft grief of her

countenance, then the prince knew that her disorder was only feigned;

and he went forth and said to the Sultan, "This malady is curable; but

for the cure something is yet lacking. Let me go in and speak with the

damsel alone, and on my life I promise that if all be done according

to my requirements, before this time to-morrow the cure shall be

accomplished."

[Illustration: And ever with the tears falling down from her eyes she

sighed and sang.]

At these words the Sultan rejoiced greatly, and he ordered the doors of

the princess's chamber to be opened to the physician. So Firouz Schah

passed in, and he and his beloved were alone together. Now because of

his grief and wanderings and the growth of his beard, the face of the

prince was so changed that the princess did not know him; but seeing

one before her in the dress of a physician she rose up in pretended

frenzy and began to throw herself about with violence, until from utter

exhaustion she fell prostrate. Thereupon the prince drew near, and

called her gently by name; and immediately when she heard his voice she

knew him, and uttered a loud cry. Then the king's son put his mouth to

her ear and said "O temptation of all hearts, now spare my life and

have patience, for surely I am come to save thee; but if the Sultan

learn who I am we are dead, thou and I, because his jealousy is great."

So she replied, saying, "O thou that bringest me life, tell me what I

shall do?" The prince said, "When I depart hence let it appear that

I have restored to thee the possession of thy faculties; howbeit the

full cure is to come after. Therefore when the Sultan comes to thee, be

sad and meek and do not repulse him as thou hast done aforetime. Yet

have no fear but that I will keep thee safe from him to the last." And

so saying he left the princess and returned to the Sultan, and said

to him, "Go in and see whether the cure be not already at work; but

approach not near to her, for though the genie that possessed her is

bound he is not yet cast forth: nevertheless to-morrow before noon the

remedy shall be complete."

So the Sultan went and found her even as he had been told; and with joy

and gratitude he returned to Firouz Schah, saying, "Truly thou art a

healer and the rest are but bunglers and fools. Now, therefore, give

orders and all shall be done according to thy will. Doubt not that thy

reward shall be great."

Then the prince said, "Let the horse of ivory and ebony which was with

her at the first be brought forth and set again in the place where it

was found, and let the damsel also be brought and put into my hand;

and it shall be that when I have set her upon the horse, then the evil

genie that held her shall be suddenly loosed, passing from her into

that which was aforetime his place of bondage. So shall the remedy be

complete, and the princess find joy in her lord before the eyes of all."

Now when the Sultan heard that, the mystery of the ebony horse seemed

plain to him, and its use manifest. Therefore he gave orders that with

all speed the thing should be done as the physician of the princess

required it.

So early on the morrow they brought the horse from the royal treasury,

and the princess from her chamber, and carried them to the place where

they were first found; and all about, a great crowd of the populace

was gathered to behold the sight. Then Prince Firouz Schah took the

princess and set her upon the horse, and leaping into the saddle before

her he turned the pin of ascent, and immediately the horse rose with a

great sound into the air, and hung above the heads of the affrighted

populace. And the King's son leaned down from the saddle and cried in a

loud voice, "O Sultan of Cashmire, when you wish to espouse princesses

which seek your protection, learn first to obtain their consent." And

so saying he put the horse to its topmost speed, and like an arrow on

the wind he and the princess were borne away, and passed and vanished,

and were no more seen in that land.

But in the city of the King of Persia great joy and welcome and

thanksgiving awaited them; and there without delay the nuptials were

solemnized and through all the country the people rejoiced and feasted

for a full month. But because of the grief and affliction that it had

caused him the King broke the ebony horse and destroyed its motions.

As for the maker thereof, the Sultan of Cashmire caused him to be put

to a cruel death: and thus is the story of the sage and his invention

brought to a full ending.

THE STORY OF THE WICKED HALF-BROTHERS

In the city of Harran there once lived a King who had every happiness

which life and fortune could bestow save that he lacked an heir.

Although, according to royal custom, he had in his household fifty

wives, fair to look upon and affectionate in disposition, and though

he continually invoked on these unions the blessing of Heaven, still

he remained childless; for which cause all his joy was turned to

affliction, and his wealth and power and magnificence became as of no

account.

[Illustration: There appeared before him an old man of venerable

appearance.]

Now one night as he slept there appeared before him an old man of

venerable appearance who, addressing him in mild accents, spoke

thus: "The prayer of the faithful among fifty has been heard. Arise,

therefore and, go into the gardens of your palace and cause the

gardener to bring you a pomegranate fully ripe. Eat as many of the

seeds as you desire children, and your wish shall be fulfilled."

[Illustration: Pirouzè, the fairest and most honourably born.]

Immediately upon awaking the King remembered the dream, and going down

into the gardens of the palace he took fifty pomegranate seeds, and

counting them one by one ate them all. So in due course according to

the promise of his dream, each of his wives gave birth to a son all

about the same time. To this, however, there was an exception, for

one of the fifty whose name was Pirouzè, the fairest and the most

honourably born, she alone, as time went on, showed no sign of that

which was expected of her. Then was the King's anger kindled against

her because in her alone the promise of his dream was not fulfilled;

and deeming such a one hateful in the eyes of Heaven he was minded

to put her to death. His vizier, however, dissuaded him. "Time alone

can show," said he, "whether her demerits are so great as you now

suppose. Let her go back to her own people and remain in banishment

until the will of Heaven shall declare itself, and if within due time

she give birth to a son then can she return to you with all honour."

So the King did as his vizier advised, and sent Pirouzè back to her

own country to the court of the Prince of Samaria; and there before

long she who had seemed barren had the joy of becoming a mother and

gave birth to a son whom she named Codadad, that is to say, "the Gift

of God." Nevertheless, because the King of Harran had put upon her so

public a disgrace, the Prince of Samaria would send no word to him of

the event; so the young Prince was brought up at his uncle's court,

and there he learned to ride and to shoot and to perform such warlike

feats as become a prince, and in all that country he had no equal for

accomplishment or courage.

Now one day, when Codadad had reached the age of eighteen, word came

to him that his father the King of Harran was engaged in war and

surrounded by enemies; so the Prince said to his mother, "Now is it

time that I should go and prove myself worthy of my birth and the equal

of my brethren; for here in Samaria all is peace and indolence, but in

Harran are hardship and dangers, and great deeds waiting to be done."

And his mother said to him, "O my son, since it seems good to thee,

go; but how wilt thou declare thyself to thy father, or cause him to

believe thy word, seeing that he is ignorant of thy birth?" Codadad

answered, "I will so declare myself by my deeds that before my father

knows the truth he shall wish that it were true."

So he departed and came in princely arms to the city of Harran, and

there offered his service to the King against all his enemies. Now,

no sooner had the King looked upon the youth than his heart was drawn

toward him because of his beauty and the secret ties of blood, but when

he asked from what country he came, Codadad answered, "I am the son of

an emir of Cairo, and wherever there is war I go to win fame, nor do I

care in what cause I fight so long as I be proved worthy."

The Prince was not slow in making his valour known; before long he had

risen to the command of the whole army, not only over the heads of his

brethren but also of the more experienced officers. And thereafter,

when peace was re-established, the King, finding Codadad as prudent as

he was valiant, appointed him governor to the young Princes.

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