Yes, he felt that some one thing was wanting. All his power, his
wealth, his dignity, filled not his soul with pleasure. He turned from
the writings of the great Fo--he closed the book. Alas! he sighed for a
second self to whom he might point out--"All this is mine." His heart
yearned for a fair damsel--a maid of beauty--to whose beauty he might
bow. He, to whom the world was prostrate, the universe were slaves,
longed for an amorous captivity and sighed for chains. But where was
the maiden to be found worthy to place fetters upon the brother of the
sun and moon--the magnificent master of the universe? Where was she to
be found?
Ti-tum, tilly-lilly, ti-tum, ti.
Yes, there was one, and but one, worthy to be his mate, worthy to be the
queen of a land of eternal spring, filled with trees whose stems were of
gold, branches of silver, leaves of emerald, and whose fruits were the
fragrant apples of immortality. And where was this moon, fit bride unto
the sun? Was she not plunged in grief--hidden in a well of her own
tears--even in the gardens of joy? Those eyes which should have sunned
a court of princes, were dimmed with eternal sorrow. And who was the
cause of this eclipse, but the miscreant gold-loving minister, _Suchong
Pollyhong Ka-te-tow_.
Ti-tum, tilly-lilly.
The mandarins were summoned by the great Youantee, the court in its
splendour bowed down their heads into the dust of delight as they
listened to the miracle of his eloquence. "Hear me, ye first chop
mandarins, peers, lords, and princes of the empire. Listen to the words
of Youantee. Hath not each bird that skims the air its partner in the
nest? Hath not each beast its mate? Have not you all eyes which beam
but upon you alone? Am I then so unfortunately great, or so greatly
unfortunate, that I may not be permitted to descend to love? Even the
brother of the sun and moon cannot, during his career on earth, exist
alone. Seek, then, through the universe a maiden for thy lord, that
like my brother, the sun, who sinks each night into the bosom of the
ocean, I too may repose upon the bosom of my mate. Seek, I say, search
each corner of the world, that its treasures may be poured forth at our
golden feet, and one gem be selected for our especial wear. But first,
O wise men and astrologers, summon ye the planets and stars of destiny,
that they may ascertain whether, by this conjunction, aught of evil be
threatened to our celestial person, or to our boundless empire."
Ti-tum, tilly-lilly, ti-tum, ti.
Where is the star which leaps not in his course with delight to obey the
wishes of the brother of the sun and moon? Where was the planet that
rejoiced not to assist so near a relative? Yes, they all hearkened,
bowing down to the astrolabes of the astrologers, like generous steeds,
who knelt to receive their riders; yet when they all did meet to throw
light upon the required page of destiny, was not their brightness dimmed
when they perceived as they read it that it was full of tears, and that
joy floated but as a bubble? The wise men sighed as the decree of fate
was handed down to them, and with their faces to the earth, thus did
they impart the contents of the revealed page to the magnificent
Youantee.
"The brother of the sun and moon would wed. Beauty shall be laid at the
golden feet, but the pearl beyond price will be found and lost. There
will be joy and there will be sorrow. Joy in life, sorrow both in life
and death; for a black dragon, foe to the celestial empire, threatens
like an overhanging cloud. More the stars dare not reveal."
Ti-tum, tilly-lilly, ti-tum, ti.
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Here the pacha looked at Mustapha and nodded his head in approbation, as
much as to say, "Now we are coming to the point." Mustapha bowed, and
the Chinese poet continued.
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The golden eyes of the great Youantee were filled with silver tears when
the page of destiny was made known; but the sun of hope rose and bore
away the sacred dew to heaven. Then called he the minister, ever to be
disgraced in story, Suchong Pollyhong Ka-te-tow, and the emperor desired
him to make a progress through the universe, his dominions, to find out
the most beautiful maidens to be brought to the celestial feet at the
coming feast of Lanterns. But before they could be permitted to shoot
up the rays of love through the mist of glory which surrounded the
imperial throne--before their charms were to make the attempt upon the
heart of magnanimity, it was necessary that all their portraits should
be submitted to the great Youantee, in the hail of delight. That is to
say, out of the twenty thousand virgins whose images were to be
impressed upon the ivory, one hundred only, selected by a committee of
taste, composed of the first class mandarins and princes, were to be
honoured with the beam of the celestial eye.
The avaricious, gold-seeking, Suchong Pollyhong Kate-tow, had performed
his task--wealth poured into his coffers from the ambitious parents, who
longed to boast of an alliance with the brother of the sun and moon, and
many were the ill-favoured whose portraits were dismissed by the
committee of taste, with surprise at the minister's ideas of beauty.
Now there was a certain mandarin, whose daughter had long been extolled
through the province of Kartou as a miracle of beauty, and her father,
Whanghang, brought her in a litter to the minister Suchong Pollyhong
Ka-te-tow. He felt that her charms were piercing as an arrow and that
he had found a fit mate for the brother of the sun and moon; but his
avarice demanded a sum which the father would not pay. Refuse to send
her portrait he dare not, it was therefore ordered to be taken as well
as the others, and Whanghang considered himself as the father-in-law of
the celestial Youantee. The young painter who was employed finished his
task, then laid down his pencil, and died with grief and love of such
perfection which he never could hope to obtain. The picture was sent to
the vile minister, who reserved it for himself, and wrote the name of
this pearl beyond price under that of another, unworthy to unloose her
zone as her handmaiden. The committee of taste did, however, select
that picture among the hundred to be placed in the hall of delight, not
because the picture was beautiful, but because the fame of her beauty
had reached the court, and they thought it right that the emperor should
see the picture. The virgins, whose pictures were thus selected, were
all ordered to repair to the imperial palace, and the magnificent
Youantee entered the hall of delight, which was illumined with ten
thousand lanterns, and cast his eyes over the portraits of the hundred
beauties, but not one feature touched his heart, he turned away in
disgust at the degenerate countenances of the age. "Is this all,"
exclaimed he, "that the world can lay at the feet of its lord?" And the
committee of taste prostrated themselves when they beheld his
indignation. "And this," exclaimed he, pointing to the supposed
portrait of the daughter of Whanghang; "who is this presumptuous one who
hath dared to disgrace with her features the hall of delight?"
"That, O emperor," said the wily Suchong Pollyhong Ka-te-tow, "is the
far-famed beauty _Chaoukeun_, whose insolent father dared to say, that
if it was not sent, he would lay his complaint at the celestial feet.
In her province the fame of her beauty was great, and I did not like to
be accused of partiality, so it has been placed before the imperial
eye."
"First, then," exclaimed the emperor, "let it be proclaimed, that the
whole province of Kartou is peopled by fools, and levy upon it a fine of
one hundred thousand ounces of gold, for its want of taste; and next,
let this vain one be committed to perpetual seclusion in the eastern
tower of the imperial palace. Let the other maidens be sent to their
parents, for as yet there is not found a fit bride for the brother of
the sun and moon."
The imperial mandates were obeyed; and thus was the first part of the
prophecy fulfilled, that "the pearl beyond price would be _found_ and
_lost_."
Ti-tum, tilly-lilly, ti-tum, tilly-lilly, ti-tum, ti.
Yes, she was lost, for the resplendent Chaoukeun was shut up to waste
away her peerless beauty in sorrow and in solitude. One small terrace
walk was the only spot permitted her on which to enjoy the breezes of
heaven. Night was looking down in loveliness, with her countless eyes,
upon the injustice and cruelty of men, when the magnificent Youantee,
who had little imagined that the brother of the sun and moon would be
doomed to swallow the bitter pillau of disappointment, as had been
latterly his custom, quitted the palace to walk in the gardens and
commune with his own thoughts, unattended. And it pleased destiny, that
the pearl beyond price, the neglected Chaoukeun also was induced, by the
beauty and stillness of the night, to press the shell sand which covered
the terrace walk, with her diminutive feet, so diminutive, that she
almost tottered in her gait. The tear trembled in her eye as she
thought of her own happy home, and bitterly did she bewail that beauty,
which, instead of raising her to a throne, had by malice and avarice
condemned her to perpetual solitude. She looked upwards at the starry
heaven, but felt no communion with its loveliness. She surveyed the
garden of sweets from the terrace, but all appeared to be desolate. Of
late, her only companions had been her tears and her lute, whose notes
were as plaintive as her own.
"O my mother!" exclaimed she; "beloved, but too ambitious mother! but
for one little hour to lay this head upon your bosom! Fatal hath been
the dream you rejoiced in at my nativity--in which the moon shone out so
brilliantly, and then descended into the earth at your feet. I have
shone but a little, little time, and now am I buried, as it were, in the
earth, at my joyous age. Immured in this solitary tower, my hopes
destroyed--my portrait cannot have been seen--and now I am lost for
ever. Thou lute, sole companion of my woes, let us join our voices of
complaint. Let us fancy that the flowers are listening to our grief,
and that the dews upon the half-closed petals are tears of pity for my
misfortunes." And Chaoukeun struck her lute, and thus poured out her
lament:--
"O tell me, thou all-glorious sun,
Were there no earth to drink thy light,
Would not, in vain, thy course be run,
Thy reign be o'er a realm of night?
"Thus charms were born to be enthroned
In hearts, and youth to be carest,
And beauty is not, if not own'd,
At least by one adoring breast."
Ti-tum, tilly-lilly, ti-tum, ti.
The musical notes of the peerless Chaoukeun were not thrown away only
upon flowers deaf and dumb, they vibrated in the ears of the magnificent
Youantee, who had sat down on the back of an enormous metal dragon,
which had been placed in the walk under the terrace. The emperor
listened with surprise at her soliloquy, with admiration at her
enchanting song. For some minutes he remained in a profound reverie,
and then rising from the dragon, he walked towards the gate of the
tower, and clapped his hands. The eunuch made his appearance. "Keeper
of the Yellow Tower," said the emperor, "but now I heard the sounds of a
lute."
"Even so, O Sustenance of the world," responded the slave.
"Was it not rather an angel than a mortal, whose mellifluous notes
accompanied the instrument?" said the magnificent Youantee.
"Certainly is she blessed beyond mortality, since her melody has found
favour in the celestial ears," replied the black keeper of the Yellow
Tower.
"Go then, and quickly summon all our highest officers of state, to lay
their robes upon the ground, that she may pass over them to our presence
at the dragon below the terrace."
The magnificent Youantee, brother of the sun and moon, returned to his
former seat, filled with pleasing anticipations, while the eunuch
hastened to obey the celestial commands. The mandarins of the first
class hastened to obey the orders of Youantee; their furred and velvet
cloaks, rich in gold and silver ornaments, were spread from the tower to
the dragon at the terrace, forming a path rich and beautiful as the
milky way in the heavens. The pearl beyond price, the peerless
Chaoukeun, like the moon in her splendour, passed over it into the
presence of the great Youantee.
"Immortal Fo," exclaimed the emperor, as the attendants raised their
lanterns, so as to throw light upon her countenance, "by what black
mischance have such charms been hidden from our sight?"
Then did the peerless Chaoukeun narrate, in few words, the treachery and
avarice of Suchong Pollyhong Ka-te-tow.
"Hasten, O mandarins, let the scissors of disgrace cut off the two tails
of this wretch, and then let the sword of justice sever off his head."
But the rumour of his sentence flew on the wind to Suchong Pollyhong
Ka-te-tow; and before the executioner could arrive, he had mounted a
horse fleeter than the wind, and with the portrait of the peerless
Chaoukeun in his vest, had left even rumour far behind.
Ti-tum, tilly-lilly, ti-tum, tilly-lilly, ti-tum, ti.
And to whom did the miscreant minister fly, to hide his devoted head?
He flew to the wild nations of the north, the riders of wild horses,
with sharp scimitars and long lances. For three days and three nights
did the hoofs of his fiery steed strike fire upon the flints, which he
spurned in his impetuous course, and then, as an immortal poet hath
already sung, "he bowed his head and died," With the portrait of the
peerless Chaoukeun in his bosom, and his mandarin garments raised up
under each arm, the miscreant Suchong Pollyhong Ka-te-tow reached the
presence of the Great Khan. "O khan of Tartary," said he, "may thy
sword be ever keen, thy lance unerring, and thy courser swift. I am thy
slave. O thou who commandest an hundred thousand warriors--hath thy
slave permission to address thee?"
"Speak, and be damned," replied the warrior chief, of few words, whose
teeth were busy with some pounds of horse-flesh.
"Thou knowest, O khan, that it hath been the custom for ages, that the
celestial empire should provide for thee a fair damsel for thy nuptial
bed, and that this hath been the price paid by the celestial court, to
prevent the ravages of thy insatiate warriors. O khan, there is a maid,
whose lovely features I now have with me, most worthy to be raised up to
thy nuptial couch." And the miscreant laid at the feet of the great
khan the portrait of the peerless Chaoukeun.
The chief finished his repast, and then with his lance, turned over the
image of the pearl beyond all price. He looked at it, then passed it to
those around him. The savage warriors stared at the lovely portrait,
and admired it not--yet did they long for war. "Tell me, O chiefs,"
said the great khan, "is that baby-face you look at worth contending
for?"
And, with one voice, the chiefs replied, that she was worthy to share
the nuptial couch of the great khan.
"Be it so," replied he, "I am no judge of beauty. Let the encampment be
broken up--this evening we move southwards." And the Tartar chief
entered the northern provinces of the celestial empire, with his hundred
thousand warriors, destroying all with fire and sword, proving his
sincere wish to unite himself to the Chinese nation by the
indiscriminate slaughter of man, woman, and child; and his ardent love
for the peerless Chaoukeun, by making a nuptial torch of every town and
village.
Ti-tum, tilly-lilly, ti-tum, ti.
But we must return to the celestial court, and astonish the world with
the wonderful events which there took place. The astrologers and wise
men had consulted the heavens, and had ascertained that on the
thirty-third minute after the thirteenth hour, the marriage procession
must set out, or the consummation would not be prosperous. Who can
describe the pomp and glory of the spectacle, or give an adequate idea
of its splendour? Alas! it would not be possible, even if it were
attempted by ten thousand poets, each with ten thousand tongues of
silver, singing for ten thousand years. Such, however, was the order of
the procession.
First walked ten thousand officers of justice, with long bamboos,
striking right and left to clear the way, to the cadence of soft music,
blending with the plaintive cries of those who limped away and rubbed
their shins.
Then marching, ten abreast, one hundred thousand lanterns to assist the
sun, partially eclipsed by the splendour of the procession.
Next appeared, slowly keeping time to a dead march, five thousand
decapitated criminals, each carrying his own head by its long tail of
hair.
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"Staffir Allah! What is that but a lie?" exclaimed the pacha. "Did you
hear what the dog has dared to breathe into our ears, Mustapha?"
"Mighty pacha," replied the Chinaman, with humility, "if your wisdom
pronounces it to be a lie--a lie it most certainly must be; still it is
not the lie of your slave, who but repeats the story as handed down by
the immortal eastern poet."
"Nevertheless, there appears to be a trifling mistake," observed
Mustapha. "Is the procession to proceed, O pacha?"
"Yes, yes; but by the Prophet, let the dog tremble, if again he presumes
to laugh at our beards."
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After the decapitated criminals, which your highness objects to, came in
procession those criminals with their heads on, who were to suffer for
their offences on this day of universal happiness.
First came two thousand robbers, sentenced to be hung up by their heels,
emblematic of their wish to turn every thing, upside down--so to remain
until they were pecked to death by the crows, or torn to pieces by the
vultures.
The banner of innovation.
One of the robber chiefs, ordered to be choked with an abacus, which was
suspended round his neck.
Another of the robber chiefs. This man, although a follower of the
court, and sunned in the celestial presence, had dared to utter vile
falsehoods against the celestial dynasty. He was sentenced to have his
skin peeled off; and to eat his own words, until he died from the
virulent poison which they contained.
The most important of all the criminals next appeared, who being great
in favour at court, and appointed to the high office of physician to the
celestial conscience, had been discovered in the base attempt of
drugging it with opium; he had also committed several other enormities,
such as being intoxicated in his mandarin robes, and throwing mud at the
first chief mandarin; also of throwing aside his robes, mingling with
the lower classes, and associating with mountebanks, jugglers, and
tight-rope dancers. His enormities were written on a long scroll
suspended round his neck. His sentence was the torture of
disappointment and envy, previous to a condign political death.
After him came a disgraced yellow mandarin, who had been a great enemy
of the criminal who preceded him. He was seated upon a throne of jet,
and his arms supported in derision by two prize-fighters. His crime was
playing at pitch and toss with the lower classes. His punishment was
merely exposure.
Such were the criminals who were to suffer upon this day of universal
happiness and delight.
Then came fifty thousand archers of the blue dragon battalion, carrying
in their hands chowries of horses' tails to clear away the blue-bottle
flies.
Next appeared ten thousand virgins, all modest, lovely, and in light
drapery, singing hymns in praise of Ganesa on the Rat, the god of pure
Love.
Attended by ten thousand youths, who tickled the said ten thousand
virgins, singing hymns in praise of the upright Fo.
Fifty thousand archers of the green dragon battalion, each carrying a
long peacock's feather in his right band, to ascertain how the wind
blew.
Five hundred physicians attending the celestial court, each carrying a
silver box with golden pills.
The head physician to the celestial wits, and always in attendance upon
a crisis. He carried in his right-hand a bladder-full of peas at the
end of a wand, to recall his majesty's wits when they wandered; and was
followed by...
Fifty thousand fools marching five abreast in union.
And fifty thousand rogues, marching off with every thing they could lay
their hands upon.
Then came a notorious faquir and mendicant, who was leader of a
celebrated sect. He wore but one tail instead of the two usually worn
by our nation, but that tail was of forty feet. He was followed by
numerous devotees, who threw their worldly goods at his feet, and in
return he presented them with writings and harangues, which he declared
were infallible _in all diseases_.
Ten thousand young married women, each hushing an infant to repose upon
the left breast to the sound of clarions and trumpets, emblematical of
the peaceful and quiet state of matrimony.
The banner of impudence.
Five thousand political mountebanks, contradicting each other, and
exerting themselves for the amusement of the people, who, however,
suffered rather severely from their mad tricks.
The second in command, explaining their system in an unknown tongue.
The emperor's juggler, who astonished the whole empire by his
extraordinary feats, and the rapidity with which he relieved them of all
the money in their pockets.
The banner of Love.
The celestial secretary, with goose wings on his shoulders, goose-quills
in each hand, looking very much like a goose, mounted on a mule, gaily
caparisoned in colours quadripartite, and covered with jingling brass
bells.
Five thousand old women, singing the praises of the said secretary and
taking snuff to the flourish of hautboys.
The prosperity of the celestial empire, carried by the court fool, in a
basket beautifully carved out of a wild cherry-stone; and guarded by...
Fifty thousand archers of the red dragon battalion, picking their teeth
to soft music.
Ten thousand poets, each singing at the same time, and to a different
tune, his ode upon this joyful occasion.
The immortal poet of the age, attired in velvet to his feet, and
superbly ornamented with rings and chains of gold and precious stones.
He carried his silver harp in his hand, and was mounted on a beautiful
white jackass with his face towards the tail, that he might behold and
be inspired by the charms of the peerless Chaoukeun, the pearl beyond
all price.
Then came the magnificent Youantee, and the peerless Chaoukeun, seated
in a massive car of gossamer richly studded with the eyes of live
humming-birds, drawn by twelve beautiful blue load-stars, presented by
the heavenly bodies to the brother of the sun and moon.
Twenty thousand young men, beautiful as angels, clad in the skins of the
black fox, and playing upon ivory jew's harps, all mounted upon
coal-black steeds.
Twenty thousand niggers, ugly as devils, clad in the skins of the white
polar bear, and sounding mellifluous catcalls, all mounted upon pure
white Arabian horses.
All the first class mandarins of the celestial empire, turning up their
eyes to heaven, and wishing that the procession was over.
All the second class mandarins of the celestial empire, choked with
dust, and wishing the procession at the devil.
Twenty millions of the people, extolling the liberality of the great
emperor, and crying out for bread.
Ten millions of women, who had lost their children in the crowd, and
were crying out bitterly in their search.
Ten millions of children, who had lost their mothers in the crowd, and
were crying out bitterly till they found them.
The remainder of the inhabitants of the celestial empire.
Such was the grand and pompous marriage procession, which employed the
whole population, so that there were no spectators except three blind
old women, who were so overcome with delight that, when it had passed,
they bowed their heads and died.
Ti-tum, tilly-lilly, ti-tum, tilly-lilly, ti-tum, ti.
The procession arrived at the palace, and the pearl beyond all price was
now his bride, and the heart of Youantee was oppressed with love. Upon
a jewelled throne they sat, side by side; but what was the blaze of the
diamonds, compared to one glance from her lightning eye? What were the
bright red rubies, compared to her parted coral lips--or the whiteness
of the pearls when she smiled, and displayed her teeth? Her arched
eyebrows were more beautifully pencilled than the rainbow; the blush
upon her cheek turned pale with envy every rose in the celestial
gardens; and in compassion to the court, many of whom were already
blind, by rashly lifting up their eyes to behold her charms, an edict
had been promulgated, by which it was permitted to the mandarins and
princes attending the court, to wear green spectacles to save their
eyes. The magnificent Youantee was consumed with love as with a raging
fever, and the physicians of the emperor were alarmed for his celestial
health; by their advice Chaoukeun consented only to receive him in a
darkened chamber. All was joy. The empire rang with the praises of the
pearl beyond all price. The gaols were ordered to be levelled to the
ground--criminals to be pardoned--the sword of justice to remain in its
scabbard--the bastinado to be discontinued. Even the odious lantern-tax
was taken off, in honour of the peerless Chaoukeun, whose praises were
celebrated by all the poets of the country, until they were too hoarse
to sing, and the people too tired to listen to them.
Ti-tum, tilly-lilly, ti-tum, tilly-lilly, ti-tum, ti.
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"I'm sure I don't wonder at their being tired," observed the pacha,
yawning, "if they were like you."
"God is great," replied Mustapha, with another yawn. "Shall he
proceed?"
"Yes, let him go on; wake me when the story is ended," replied the
pacha, laying down his pipe.
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Alas! how soon was all this delirium of happiness to be overthrown: how
soon was the prophecy to be fulfilled, that there should be not only joy
in life, but also sorrow! the magnificent Youantee was roused from his
dream of delight by courier after courier coming in, and laying at the
celestial feet tidings of the advance of the hundred thousand warriors.
A solemn council was summoned, and the imperial edict was passed, that
the barbarians of the north, should be driven back to their lands of
eternal frost and snow. The imperial armies departed from the capital,
each individual composing its hundred of thousands, vowing by his two
tails that he would eat all that he killed. This bloody vow was
accomplished, for they killed none; they returned discomfited, without
their bows, or arrows, or their swords, fleeing before the rage of the
Tartar chief. Then rose the great Youantee in wrath, and issued another
edict that the barbarians should be driven even into the sea which
bounds the empire of the world. And the armies were again sent forth,
but again they returned discomfited, saying, "How can we, who eat rice
with chop sticks, combat with barbarians, who not only ride on horses,
but eat them too?" The celestial edict was not attended to by the
Tartars, for they were barbarians, and knew no better; and they
continued to advance until within one day's progress of the celestial
capital; and the brother of the sun and moon, the magnificent Youantee,
was forced to submit to the disgrace of receiving an envoy from the
barbarians, who thus spoke, in sugared words:--
"The great khan of Tartary greets the magnificent Youantee; he has
slaughtered some millions of his subjects, because they were traitors,
and would not defend the celestial throne. He has burnt some thousands
of his towns, that the great Youantee may order them to be rebuilt in
greater beauty. All this has he done with much trouble and fatigue, to
prove his regard to the magnificent Youantee. All that he asks in
return is, that he may receive as his bride the peerless Chaoukeun, the
pearl beyond all price."
The great Youantee spoke from his celestial throne--"Return my thanks to
the great khan your master, for his considerate conduct, and tell him,
that he well deserves a bride from our celestial empire, but the pearl
beyond all price is wedded to the brother of the sun and moon. Any
other maiden in our empire shall be sent to him with gifts worthy to be
offered by the great Youantee, and worthy to be accepted by the great
khan of Tartary. Let it be an edict."
But the Tartar replied, "O great monarch, the great khan my master does
not require an edict, but the peerless Chaoukeun. If I return without
her, he enters the celestial city, and spares not man, or woman, or
child." Then fell at the celestial feet all the princes and mandarins
of every class, performing solemnly the great _kow tow_, and the chief
minister of state spoke thus:--"Lord of the universe, brother of the sun
and moon, who governs the world with thine edicts, whose armies are
invincible, and numerous as the sands upon the shores of the four seas,
listen to thy faithful slaves. Surrender up to this barbarian the pearl
beyond all price, so shall we all live to humble ourselves before thee."
And all the princes and mandarins cried out with one voice, "Surrender
up the pearl beyond all price." And all the brave generals drew their
swords, and waved them in the air, crying out, "Surrender up to this
barbarian the pearl beyond all price." And all the army and all the
people joined in the request.
Then rose up Youantee in great wrath, and ordered that the prime
minister, and all the mandarins, and the princes, and all the generals,
and all the army, and all the people, should be disgraced and
decapitated forthwith. "Let it be an _edict_." But as there was no one
left to put the great Youantee's edict into force, it was not obeyed.
And the brother of the sun and moon perceived that he was in the
minority; concealing therefore his bile, he graciously ordered
refreshments for the envoy, saying, "Let the dog be fed," and retired to
the apartment of the peerless Chaoukeun.
Ti-tum, tilly-lilly, ti-tum, tilly-lilly, ti-tum, ti.
Now the beauteous empress had listened to all which had taken place in
the great hall of audience, and she threw herself at the celestial feet,
saying, "Let me be sacrificed--it is my destiny. Send your slave to the
great khan to do with me as he pleases--I am all submission. They say
he is a handsome man, and of great size and strength. It is my
destiny."
Then did the great Youantee shed bitter tears at his bitter fate; but he
knew it was his destiny--and O destiny, who can resist thee? He wiped
his celestial eyes, and leading forth the peerless Chaoukeun, put her
into the hands of the barbarian envoy, saying, "I send your master the
pearl beyond all price. I have worn her for some time, but still she is
as good as new. And now let your master the great khan return, with his
hundred thousand warriors, to the confines of our territories, as it was
agreed. Thou hearest. It is an edict."
"It is enough that my great master hath given his word, and the great
Youantee hath given the pearl beyond all price. There needs not an
edict," replied the envoy, departing with the peerless Chaoukeun. Thus
was the magnificent Youantee left without a bride.
Now when the envoy had brought the peerless Chaoukeun in a close litter
to the tent of the great khan, he forthwith commanded his army to
return. Much to the mortification of the peerless damsel, he did not
express any curiosity to behold her, but commenced a rapid retreat, and,
in a few days, arrived at the confines of the celestial territory, which
was separated from the Tartar dominions by an impetuous river. As soon
as he had forded the river, he encamped on the other side, and sat down
with his generals to a sumptuous feast of horseflesh and quass. When
the liquor had mounted into his brain, he desired that the litter of the
pearl beyond price should be brought nigh to his tent, that he might
send for her, if so inclined. And the peerless Chaoukeun peeped out of
the litter, and beheld the great khan as he caroused; and when she
beheld his hairy form, his gleaming eyes, his pug-nose, and his
tremendously wide mouth--when she perceived that he had the form and
features of a ghoul, or evil spirit, she wrung her hands, and wept
bitterly, and all her love returned for the magnificent Youantee.
Now the great khan was drunk with quass, and he ordered the pearl beyond
price to be brought to him, and she replied, trembling, saying, "Tell
your lord that I am not fit to appear in his sublime presence until I
have washed myself in the river." And those who had charge of her took
back her message to the great khan, who replied, "Let her wash, since
she is so dirty."
Then was the litter of the peerless Chaoukeun taken down to the banks of
the river, and she stood upon a rock which overhung the black waters.
"How callest thou this river?" said she to her attendants.
And they replied, "This river, O princess, divides the territory of
Tartary from China, and it is called the river of the Black Dragon."
"Then is the prophecy fulfilled," cried the pearl beyond price. "It is
my destiny; and destiny who shall resist?"
She raised up her arms to heaven, and uttering a loud shriek at her
unhappy fate, she plunged headlong into the boiling waters and
disappeared for ever.
Thus was the prophecy fulfilled. The brother of the sun and moon had
wed--beauty had been laid at the golden feet--the pearl beyond price had
been found and lost. There had been joy and there had been sorrow in
life--and sorrow in death. The Black Dragon had proved the foe to the
celestial empire, for it had swallowed up the pearl beyond all price.
Ti-tum, ti-tum, tilly-lilly, tilly-lilly, ti-tum, ti.
The twang of the rude instrument awoke the pacha, who had been fast
asleep for some time.
"Is it finished, Mustapha?" said he, rubbing his eyes.
"Yes, your highness; and the destiny foretold was truly accomplished."
"Bismillah! but I'm glad of it. Before he had whined ten minutes, I
foretold that I should go to sleep. My destiny has also been
accomplished."
"Will your highness foretell the destiny of this dog with two tails?"
"Two tails! that reminds me that we have only had one out of him as yet.
Let's have him again to-morrow, and have another. At all events, we
shall have a good nap. God is great."