CHAPTER III

ENTITLED _AL-TAWAJIN_, OR THE PIPKINS

On the appointed day of the next week, when, with the hour of public

executions, the noon-day amusements of the city come to an end, and

the citizens betake themselves to the early afternoon’s repose, the

seven boys were once more seated in the presence of their uncle, whom

they discovered in a radiant humour.

He welcomed them so warmly that they imagined for a moment he

might be upon the point of offering them sherbet, sweetmeats, or

even money; they were undeceived, however, when the excellent but

extremely wealthy old man, drawing his purse lovingly through his

fingers, ordered to have poured out for each of them by a slave a

further draught of delicious cold water, put himself at his ease for

a long story, and resumed his tale:

“You will remember, my delightful nephews,” he said, “how I found

myself in the hermit’s hut without a friend in the world, and with a

capital of no more than twelve thousand dinars which I had carried

thither in a sack upon donkey-back. Indeed, it was entirely due to

the Mercy of Allah that my small capital was even as large as it was:

for had the merchant in the bazaar discovered the pearls to be false

he would not only have offered me far less but might possibly, after

having disposed of the pearls, have given me over to the police. As

it was, Heaven had been kind to me, though not bountiful, and I still

had to bethink me what to do next if I desired to increase my little

treasure.

“Taking leave, therefore, of the good hermit, I pressed into his hand

a small brass coin the superscription of which was unknown to me and

which I therefore feared I might have some difficulty in passing. I

assured my kind host that it was a coin of the second Caliph Omar

and of value very far superior to any modern gold piece of a similar

size. As the hermit, like many other saintly men, was ignorant

of letters, his gratitude knew no bounds. He dismissed me with a

blessing so long and complicated that I cannot but ascribe to it some

part of the good fortune which next befell me.

“For you must know that when, after laying in stores at a

neighbouring village, I had driven my donkey forward for nearly a

week over barren and uninhabited mountains, and when I had nearly

exhausted my provision of dried cakes and wine (a beverage which our

religion allows us to consume when no one is by), I was delighted to

come upon a fertile valley entirely closed in by high, precipitous

cliffs save at one issue, where a rough track led from this enchanted

region to the outer world. In this valley I discovered, to my

astonishment, manners to be so primitive or intelligence so low that

the whole art of money-dealing was ignored by the inhabitants and by

the very Governors themselves.

“The King (who, I am glad to say, was of the Faithful) had, indeed,

promulgated laws against certain forms of fraud which he imagined

to be denounced in the Koran; but these were of so infantile a

character that a man of judgment could very easily avoid them in any

plans he might frame for the people’s betterment and his own. The

population consisted entirely of soldiers and rustics, among all of

whom not one could be discovered capable of calculating with justice

a compound interest for ten years.

“Under these circumstances my only difficulty lay in choosing what

form my first enterprise should take. After a little thought I

decided that what we call in Bagdad an Amalgamation of Competing

Interests would be no bad beginning.

“I began with due caution by investing a couple of thousand dinars

in the merchandise of a potter who had recently died and whose

widow needed ready cash to satisfy the sacred demands of the dead.

She spent the money in the ornamentation of his tomb, with which

unproductive expenditure the foolish woman was in no small degree

concerned.”

Here the eldest of the nephews interrupted Mahmoud to ask, most

respectfully, why with a capital of twelve thousand dinars he had

used but two, and why he had begun his experiment upon the petty

business of a poor widow.

“My son,” said his uncle affectionately, “you do well to ask these

questions. They show a reasoned interest in the great art of Getting.

Well then, as to the smallness of my beginning, it was, I hope, due

to humility. For ostentation is hateful. But a good deed is never

thrown away--and how useful I found this reserve of ten thousand

dinars (which I had in my meekness kept aside) you shall soon learn.

“As to why I began operations in the kiln of this poor widow, it was

because I have ever loved the little ones of this world and aided

them to my best endeavour. This charitable action also turned out

to be wise, as such actions often do; for I could thus proceed at

first unnoticed and begin my new adventures without exciting any

embarrassing attention.

“I continued to live in the same small hut I had hired on my arrival,

under the floor of which I kept my modest capital; and I put it

about, as modesty demanded, that I was almost destitute.

“As it was indifferent to me for the moment whether I obtained

a return upon this paltry investment or no, I was able to sell

my wares at very much the same sum as they had cost me, and as I

had bought the whole stock cheap, that sum was less than the cost

of manufacture. There was a considerable store of pipkins in the

old sheds, and while I sold them off at charitable rates (very

disconcerting to other merchants), I had time to consider my next

step.

“Upon this next step I soon determined. When, with due delay,

my original stock of pipkins had been sold, I purchased a small

consignment of clay, I relit the fires in the kiln, I hired a couple

of starving potters, and I began to manufacture.

“The fame of my very cheap pipkins had spread, as was but natural,

and secured me an increasing number of customers for my newly made

wares. But I thought it wrong to debauch the peasants by selling

them their pots under cost price any longer. I was constrained

by the plainest rule of duty to raise my prices to the cost of

manufacture--though no more, keeping Justice as my guiding star. For,

depend upon it, my dear nephews, in business as in every other walk

of life an exact rectitude alone can lead us to the most dazzling

rewards.

“This price of mine was still lower than that of all the other

pipkin-makers, who had been accustomed from immemorial time to the

base idea of profit, and were in a perpetual surmise what secret

powers I had to permit me such quotations. But I made no mystery

of the affair. I allowed all my friends to visit my simple factory

and I explained to their satisfaction how organization and a close

attention to costings were sufficient to account for my prosperity.

“Still, as my sales continued to grow, new doubts arose, and with

them, I am glad to say, new respect for my skill in affairs.

“The simple folk wondered by what art I had contrived so difficult a

financial operation, but as it was traditional among them that one

who sold goods cheap was a benefactor to the community, my action was

lauded, my fame spread, and the number of my customers continually

increased.

“You will not be slow to perceive, my dear boys, that my competitors

in the bazaar, being compelled, to compete with my ruinous prices,

were all embarrassed, and that the less attentive or privileged soon

began to fall into financial difficulties, the first of course being

those who were the most renowned among these simpletons for their

cunning, their silence, their lying, and their commercial skill in

general. These, as they were perpetually trying new combinations to

discover or to defeat my supposed schemes, were an easy prey. Even

the straightforward fellows who knew of no art more subtle than the

charging of ten per cent. above cost price, and who did not play into

my hands by any wearisome financial strategy, began to be roped into

my net as the area of my operations spread. For when I had acquired,

at a calculated loss, a good half of the pottery business in this

sequestered paradise, I could, by what is known as the Fluctuation of

the Market (but I will not confuse you with technical terms), put my

remaining competitors into alternate fevers of panic and expectation

very destructive to a Sound Business Judgment.

“Upon one day I would declare that a large consignment of pottery

being about to reach me, I could sell pipkins at half the usual

price. Pipkins fell heavily, and I bought through my agent every

pipkin I could lay hold of. The supposed consignment, I would then

put about, had been broken to atoms by an avalanche which had

overwhelmed the caravan at the very boundaries of the State. Price

leapt upward, and as I was the author of the rumour I was also the

first to take advantage of the rise in price. But the very moment,

my dear nephews, that my sluggish competitors attempted to follow

suit the market would, oddly enough, fluctuate again in a _downward_

direction.

“Upon a certain morning when one Abdullah (who was my boon companion

and the next merchant in importance to myself) decided to mark his

best pipkins at ten dinars the dozen I happened most prudently to

have offered my own at eight and a half dinars to my favourite

customers.

“And all this while I lived upon my hidden hoard.

“Poor Abdullah came to me in a sweat, very early the next morning,

and after some meaningless compliments and many pauses, asked me to

go into partnership. ‘For’ (said he) ‘though he admitted he had not

my capacities, yet he had a long experience in the trade, a large

connection and many influential friends in the allied lines of Pipkin

brokerage, Pipkin insurance, Pipkin discount, Pipkin remainders,

and--a most important branch--the buying and selling of Imaginary

Pipkins.’

“He could--he anxiously assured me--be of great service as an ally,

but he was free to confess that if he continued as he was he would be

ruined; for, to tell the truth, he had already come to the end of his

resources and had not a dinar in the house.

“I heard him out with a grave and sympathetic countenance, heaving

deep sighs when he touched upon his fears, nodding and smiling when

he spoke of his advantages, patting him affectionately when he

professed his devotion to myself, and assuming a look of anguish when

he spoke of his approaching ruin.

“But when he had concluded--almost in tears--I told him in tones

somewhat slower and graver than my ordinary, that I had one fixed

principle in life, bequeathed me by my dear father, now in Paradise,

_never to enter into partnership_; no, not with my nearest and

dearest, but ever to remain alone in my transactions. I frankly

admitted that this made me a poor man and would keep me poor. It

would be greatly to my advantage, in the despicable goods of this

world, to have at my disposal Abdullah’s marvellous experience, his

great array of family and business connections (to which my wretched

birth could make no claim), and above all his genius for following

the market. But the goods of this world were perishable--especially

earthenware--and the sacred pledge given to my sainted parent counted

more with me than all the baked mud in the world.

“As I thus spoke Abdullah’s breast heaved with tempestuous sobs,

provoked by the affecting example of my filial piety, but also, I

fear, by the black prospect of his own future.

“I could not bear to witness his distress. I hastened to relieve it.

Though my vow (I said) forbade me solemnly to enter into partnership,

yet I could be of service to him in another manner. I would lend him

money at a low rate of interest to the value of half his stock upon

the security of the whole. Times would change. The present ruinous

price of pipkins (by which I myself suffered severely) could not

long endure. He would lift his head again and could repay me at his

leisure.

“He thanked me profusely, kissed my hand again and again, and gave

me an appointment next day to view his merchandise and draw up the

contract.

“I visited him at the hour agreed. The public notaries drew up an

inventory of his whole stock, including his house and furniture, his

prayer beads (which I was interested in, for they were of a costly

Persian make), his dead wife’s jewels, all his clothes, his bed, and

his pet cat--an animal of no recorded pedigree but reputed to be of

the pure Kashmir breed. I carefully noted all flaws, however slight,

in each pipkin of his warehouse and set all such damaged goods aside

as a makeweight. The sound pipkins I made no bones of but accepted

frankly at their market value, and when the whole was added up the

valuation came to no less than 20,000 dinars. Yet so hide-bound in

routine were the inhabitants of the place that Abdullah--if you will

believe me!--had actually set his business stock down in his old

books at four-fold that amount!

“As I had had to carry on, I had not now left by me my full hoard of

10,000 dinars. I had but 8,000 left. Yet I was in no difficulty. Half

20,000 is 10,000--but there would be deductions!

“The costs of all this inventory and mortgage were, of course, set

down against my valued friend Abdullah, but since he had not the

ready cash wherewith to pay the notaries, their clerks, the demurrage

fees, the stamps, the royal licence, the enregistration, the

triplicates, the broker’s commission, the ...”

“Pray, uncle,” cried the youngest of the nephews, “what are all

these?”

“You must not interrupt me, my boy,” answered the great merchant,

a little testily, “they are the necessary accompaniments of such

transactions.... Well, as I was saying, the broker’s commission,

the porter’s wages, the gratuities to the notaries’ servants, the

cleaning up of the warehouse after all was over, and a hundred other

petty items, I generously allowed them to be deducted from the loan;

for our Prophet has said, ‘_Blessed is he that shall grant delay to

his debtor._’ That very evening, with every phrase of goodwill and

expressed hopes for his speedy recovery of fortune, I counted out

to my dear friend Abdullah the full balance of 16,325 dinars and

one half dinar, and left him overjoyed at the possession of so much

immediate wealth.

“But, alas! no man can forecast the morrow, and all things were

written at the beginning to be as they shall be. So far from pipkins

rising, the price fell slowly and regularly for three months, during

which time I was careful to restrict my own production somewhat,

though my poor dear friend, in his necessity, produced more

feverishly than ever, and thereby did but lower still further the now

really infamous price of pipkins.

“At last he came to a dead stop, and could produce no more. I gladly

allowed the first, the second and even the third arrears of interest

to be added to the principal at a most moderate compound rate, but

there was some fatality upon him, and I was inexpressibly shocked to

hear one morning that Abdullah had drowned himself over night in a

beautiful little lake which his long dead wife had designed for him

in his once charming pleasure grounds.”

“Oh! Poor man!” cried all the nephews in chorus.

“Poor man! Poor man indeed!” echoed their benevolent uncle, “I was a

stranger in that country. He was the closest tie I had to it, and,

indeed, in my loneliness, the nearest companion I had in the whole

world.” And here the good old man paused to breathe a prayer for the

departed companion of his long-past youth. He then sighed deeply and

continued:

“I used what had now become my considerable influence with the

government to provide him a costly funeral at the public expense--for

he had left no effects, nor even children to follow him. I walked

behind the coffin as chief mourner, and though I attempted to control

my grief, all the vast crowd assembled were moved by my manly sorrow,

and several spoke to me upon it at the conclusion of the sad rites.

“I allowed the decent interval of three days to elapse and then did

what I had no choice but to do. I took over Abdullah’s factory on

foreclosure and added it to my own.

“In this way the valuable kilns and stores of clay and wheels and

vehicles, etc., all became my property. I had them valued, and was

pleasurably surprised to discover that they were worth at least

25,000 dinars.

“A full two years had now passed since my first coming to this happy

and secluded valley where Allah had poured out upon me His blessings

in so marvellous a fashion. I was lonely, as you may imagine, but

I manfully faced my duty. I continued to supervise and extend my

manufactory of pipkins which now provided these articles for more

than half the households of the State. I therefore could and did put

the price of these useful articles upon a basis which, if it was

somewhat higher than that to which people had grown accustomed during

my earlier manipulations, had the priceless advantage of security,

so that the housewife could always know exactly what she had to

disburse--and I what I should receive. As I manufactured upon so

large a scale my overhead charges....”

“What are overhead ...” began the eldest nephew, when his uncle,

visibly perturbed, shouted “Silence!... You have made me forget what

I was going to say!”

There was an awkward pause, during which the old man restored his

ruffled temper and proceeded:

“I was able to buy clay more cheaply and better than the private

pipkin-makers (for so they were now called, with well merited

contempt) who still vainly attempted to compete with me, and my

business automatically grew as the poor remnant of theirs declined.

“Not only did I continually increase in wealth by these somewhat

obvious methods, but also in the power of controlling property; for

when some fresh fool among my fellow pipkin-makers found himself in

difficulties, it was my practice to seek him secretly, to condole

with him upon what I had heard was his approaching misfortune,

and to save him from ruin by taking over the whole of his stock.

Nay! I would do more. I would rescue him from the sad necessity

of attempting some new unknown trade by taking him into my own

employment at a generous salary (but upon a monthly agreement); with

a pretty concession to sentiment I would even leave him to manage

his own dear old booth in the bazaar to which so many years had now

accustomed him. I look back with pleasure upon the tears of gratitude

which stood in the eyes of those to whom I extended such favours.

“So things went on for one more year, and another, and another, till

the fifth year of my sojourn among these simple people was completed.

“I was in complete control of the pipkin trade, making all the

pipkins that the nation needed, and free from any rival. The house

which I had built for myself was the finest in the place, but

covered, I humbly add, with many a sacred text. Above its vast

horseshoe gate, ablaze with azure tiles, was inscribed in gold the

sentence, ‘Wealth is of God alone.’

“I was popularly known as ‘Melek-al-Tawajin,’ or the Pipkin King, but

officially decorated with the local title of ‘Warzan Dahur,’ which

was the highest they knew and signifies ‘Leader in battle.’ I was

entitled to wear a sword with a silver hilt in a jewelled scabbard,

an ornament of which I was justly proud, but the blade of which I

very sensibly kept blunt lest my servant should cut himself when he

polished it, or even I should inadvertently do myself a mischief

when I pulled it out with a flourish to display it to my guests, or

saluted with it on parade. I had become a most intimate companion of

the Court and was the most trusted counsellor of the King, to whose

wives also I often lent small sums of money; nor did I ask to be

repaid.

“In such a situation I mused upon my condition, and felt within me

strange promptings for a new and larger life. I was now well advanced

in manhood, I was filled with desires for action and device which the

narrow field of that happy but restricted place could not fulfil. I

longed for adventurous action in a larger world.

“The output and consumption of pipkins was at an exact unchangeable

level; the revenue a fixed amount. The profit of the trade I held

came to some 20,000 dinars in the year, the full purchase of which

should be, say, 200,000 dinars.

“I prayed earnestly for guidance, and one night as I so prayed an

idea was revealed to me by the Most High.

“I approached the King and told him how, all my life, I had nourished

the secret belief that a trade necessary to the whole community

should not, in justice, be controlled by a private individual, but

should rather be the full property of the State, of which His Majesty

was the sole guardian.

“The King listened to me with rapt attention as I unfolded with an

inspired eloquence my faith that no one man should intercept profits

which were due to the work of all. ‘It is your majesty,’ I cried,

‘who alone should have control over what concerns the body corporate

of your people.’ He and he alone should superintend the purchase of

pipkins, should regulate their sales, should receive all sums paid

for them, and should use that revenue as he might think best for

himself and the commonwealth. ‘While I was struggling in the dust

and confusion of commercial life,’ I concluded, ‘I had no leisure to

work out my scheme in its entirety, nor even to appreciate its serene

equity--but now ... now, I see, I understand, I know!’

“Carried away by the fire of my conviction, my Royal Master could no

longer brook delay. He bade me put the idea in its main lines before

him at once, and assured me it should at once be put into execution.

“I thereupon pulled out a paper showing that since I was fully

agreeable to take no more than the cash value of the trade _plus_

goodwill and _plus_ certain probable gains which I might reasonably

expect in the future, I would be amply compensated if I were to hand

all over to the Commonwealth for the merely nominal sum of half a

million dinars--500,000. ‘A sum which,’ I continued, ‘is of little

moment to your Majesty; especially as it will be met by the taxation

of your willing and loyal subjects.’

“The matter was at once concluded. My great act of renunciation was

everywhere acclaimed with transports of public joy. Every honour

was heaped upon me. The King himself pronounced my panegyric at the

farewell banquet given in my honour, and an inscription was ordered

to be encrusted in the most gorgeous tiles on the chief gate of the

city: ‘On the tenth day of the month Shaaban in the three hundred and

third year from the Flight of the Prophet, by the act of Mahmoud the

Magnificent all citizens became in the matter of PIPKINS his common

heirs.’”

The Merchant had been so moved by these old memories that he had

difficulty in proceeding. He was silent for a few moments, and then

ended in a more subdued tone.

“The sum of 500,000 dinars, well packed, will load without discomfort

some dozen camels. These and their drivers were provided me by a

grateful nation. I passed out of the town at sunrise, attended by a

vast concourse of the populace who pressed round me in a delirium of

grateful cries, and so took my way eastward across the mountains and

left this happy vale forever.”

At that moment the detestable falsetto of the Muezzin was heard from

the neighbouring minaret, and the boys, all dazed at the recital of

such triumphs, left the presence of their uncle as though it had been

that of a God.

القنطرة

AL-KANTARA

That is:

THE BRIDGE

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