"Mother," answered Alla ad Deen, "I have already told you that I

foresaw all that you have said, or can say: and tell you again,

that neither your discourse nor your remonstrances shall make me

change my mind. I have told you that you must ask the princess in

marriage for me: it is a favour I desire of you, and I beg of you

not to refuse, unless you would rather see me in my grave, than

by your compliance give me new life."

The good old woman was much embarrassed, when she found Alla ad

Deen obstinately persisting in so wild a design. "My son," said

she again, "I am your mother, who brought you into the world, and

there is nothing that is reasonable but I would readily do for

you. If I were to go and treat about your marriage with some

neighbour's daughter, whose circumstances were equal with yours,

I would do it with all my heart; and even then they would expect

you should have some little estate or fortune, or be of some

trade. When such poor folks as we are wish to marry, the first

thing they ought to think of, is how to live. But without

reflecting on the meanness of your birth, and the little merit

and fortune you have to recommend you, you aim at the highest

pitch of exaltation; and your pretensions are no less than to

demand in marriage the daughter of your sovereign, who with one

single word can crush you to pieces. I say nothing of what

respects yourself. I leave you to reflect on what you have to do,

if you have ever so little thought. I come now to consider what

concerns myself. How could so extraordinary a thought come into

your head, as that I should go to the sultan and make a proposal

to him to give his daughter in marriage to you? Suppose I had,

not to say the boldness, but the impudence to present myself

before the sultan, and make so extravagant a request, to whom

should I address myself to be introduced to his majesty? Do you

not think the first person I should speak to would take me for a

mad woman, and chastise me as I should deserve? Suppose, however,

that there is no difficulty in presenting myself for an audience

of the sultan, and I know there is none to those who go to

petition for justice, which he distributes equally among his

subjects; I know too that to those who ask a favour he grants it

with pleasure when he sees it is deserved, and the persons are

worthy of it. But is that your case? Do you think you have

merited the honour you would have me ask for you? Are you worthy

of it? What have you done to claim such a favour, either for your

prince or country? How have you distinguished yourself? If you

have done nothing to merit so high a distinction, nor are worthy

of it, with what face shall I ask it? How can I open my mouth to

make the proposal to the sultan? His majestic presence and the

lustre of his court would absolutely confound me, who used even

to tremble before my dear husband your father, when I asked him

for any thing. There is another reason, my son, which you do not

think of, which is that nobody ever goes to ask a favour of the

sultan without a present. But what presents have you to make? And

if you had any that were worthy of the least attention of so

great a monarch, what proportion could they bear to the favour

you would ask? Therefore, reflect well on what you are about, and

consider, that you aspire to an object which it is impossible for

you to obtain."

Alla ad Deen heard very calmly all that his mother could say to

dissuade him from his design, and after he had weighed her

representations in all points, replied: "I own, mother, it is

great rashness in me to presume to carry my pretensions so far;

and a great want of consideration to ask you with so much heat

and precipitancy to go and make the proposal to the sultan,

without first taking proper measures to procure a favourable

reception, and therefore beg your pardon. But be not surprised

that through the violence of my passion I did not at first see

every measure necessary to procure me the happiness I seek. I

love the princess, or rather I adore her, and shall always

persevere in my design of marrying her. I am obliged to you for

the hint you have given me, and look upon it as the first step I

ought to take to procure the happy issue I promise myself.

"You say it is not customary to go to the sultan without a

present, and that I have nothing worthy of his acceptance. As to

the necessity of a present, I agree with you, and own that I

never thought of it; but as to what you say that I have nothing

fit to offer, do not you think, mother, that what I brought home

with me the day on which I was delivered from an inevitable

death, may be an acceptable present? I mean what you and I both

took for coloured glass: but now I am undeceived, and can tell

you that they are jewels of inestimable value, and fit for the

greatest monarchs. I know the worth of them by frequenting the

shops; and you may take my word that all the precious stones

which I saw in the most capital jewellers' possessions were not

to be compared to those we have, either for size or beauty, and

yet they value theirs at an excessive price. In short, neither

you nor I know the value of ours; but be it as it may, by the

little experience I have, I am persuaded that they will be

received very favourably by the sultan: you have a large

porcelain dish fit to hold them; fetch it, and let us see how

they will look, when we have arranged them according to their

different colours."

Alla ad Deen's mother brought the china dish, when he took the

jewels out of the two purses in which he had kept them, and

placed them in order according to his fancy. But the brightness

and lustre they emitted in the day-time, and the variety of the

colours, so dazzled the eyes both of mother and son, that they

were astonished beyond measure; for they had only seen them by

the light of a lamp; and though the latter had beheld them

pendant on the trees like fruit beautiful to the eye, yet as he

was then but a boy, he looked on them only as glittering

playthings.

After they had admired the beauty of the jewels some time, Alla

ad Deen said to his mother, "Now you cannot excuse yourself from

going to the sultan, under pretext of not having a present to

make him, since here is one which will gain you a favourable

reception."

Though the good widow, notwithstanding the beauty and lustre of

the precious stones, did not believe them so valuable as her son

estimated them, she thought such a present might nevertheless be

agreeable to the sultan, but still she hesitated at the request.

"My son," said she, "I cannot conceive that your present will

have its desired effect, or that the sultan will look upon me

with a favourable eye; I am sure, that if I attempt to deliver

your strange message, I shall have no power to open my mouth;

therefore I shall not only lose my labour, but the present, which

you say is so invaluable, and shall return home again in

confusion, to tell you that your hopes are frustrated. I have

represented the consequence, and you ought to believe me; but,"

added she, "I will exert my best endeavour to please you, and

wish I may have power to ask the sultan as you would have me; but

certainly he will either laugh at me, send me back like a fool,

or be in so great a rage, as to make us both the victims of his

fury."

She used many other arguments to endeavour to make him change his

mind; but the charms of the princess had made too great an

impression on his heart for him to be dissuaded from his design.

He persisted in importuning his mother to execute his resolution,

and she, as much out of tenderness as for fear he should be

guilty of greater extravagance, complied with his request.

As it was now late, and the time for admission to the palace was

passed, it was put off till the next day. The mother and son

talked of different matters the remaining part of the day; and

Alla ad Deen strove to encourage her in the task she had

undertaken; while she, notwithstanding all his arguments, could

not persuade herself she should succeed; and it must be confessed

she had reason enough to doubt. "Child," said she to Alla ad

Deen, "if the sultan should receive me as favourably as I wish

for your sake, should even hear my proposal with calmness, and

after this scarcely-to-be-expected reception should think of

asking me where lie your riches and your estate (for he will

sooner inquire after these than your person), if, I say, he

should ask me these questions, what answer would you have me

return him?"

"Let us not be uneasy, mother," replied Alla ad Deen, "about what

may never happen. First, let us see how the sultan receives, and

what answer he gives you. If it should so fall out, that he

desires to be informed of what you mention, I have thought of an

answer, and am confident that the lamp which hath supported us so

long will not fail me in time of need."

The tailor's widow could not say any thing against what her son

then proposed; but reflected that the lamp might be capable of

doing greater wonders than just providing victuals for them. This

consideration satisfied her, and at the same time removed all the

difficulties which might have prevented her from undertaking the

service she had promised her son with the sultan. Alla ad Deen,

who penetrated into his mother's thoughts, said to her, "Above

all things, mother, be sure to keep secret our possession of the

lamp, for thereon depends the success we have to expect;" and

after this caution, Alla ad Deen and his mother parted to go to

rest. But violent love, and the great prospect of so immense a

fortune, had so much possessed the son's thoughts, that he could

not repose himself so well as he could have wished. He rose

before day-break, awakened his mother, pressing her to get

herself dressed to go to the sultan's palace, and to get

admittance, if possible, before the grand vizier, the other

viziers, and the great officers of state went in to take their

seats in the divan, where the sultan always assisted in person.

Alla ad Deen's mother took the china dish, in which they had put

the jewels the day before, wrapped in two napkins, one finer than

the other, which was tied at the four corners for more easy

carriage, and set forward for the sultan's palace. When she came

to the gates, the grand vizier, the other viziers and most

distinguished lords of the court, were just gone in; but,

notwithstanding the crowd of people who had business was great,

she got into the divan, a spacious hall, the entrance into which

was very magnificent. She placed herself just before the sultan,

grand vizier, and the great lords, who sat in council, on his

right and left hand. Several causes were called, according to

their order, pleaded and adjudged, until the time the divan

generally broke up, when the sultan rising, returned to his

apartment, attended by the grand vizier; the other viziers and

ministers of state then retired, as also did those whose business

had called them thither; some pleased with gaining their causes,

others dissatisfied at the sentences pronounced against them, and

some in expectation of theirs being heard the next sitting.

Alla ad Deen's mother, seeing the sultan retire, and all the

people depart, judged rightly that he would not sit again that

day, and resolved to go home. When Alla ad Deen saw her return

with the present designed for the sultan, he knew not what to

think of her success, and in his fear lest she should bring him

some ill news, had not courage to ask her any questions; but she,

who had never set foot in the sultan's palace before, and knew

not what was every day practised there, freed him from his

embarrassment, and said to him, with a great deal of simplicity,

"Son, I have seen the sultan, and am very well persuaded he has

seen me too; for I placed myself just before him; but he was so

much taken up with those who attended on all sides of him, that I

pitied him, and wondered at his patience. At last I believe he

was heartily tired, for he rose up suddenly, and would not hear a

great many who were ready prepared to speak to him, but went

away, at which I was well pleased, for indeed I began to lose all

patience, and was extremely fatigued with staying so long. But

there is no harm done; I will go again to-morrow; perhaps the

sultan may not be so busy."

Though his passion was very violent, Alla ad Deen was forced to

be satisfied with this delay, and to fortify himself with

patience. He had at least the satisfaction to find that his

mother had got over the greatest difficulty, which was to procure

access to the sultan, and hoped that the example of those she saw

speak to him would embolden her to acquit herself better of her

commission when a favourable opportunity might offer to speak to

him.

The next morning she repaired to the sultan's palace with the

present, as early as the day before, but when she came there, she

found the gates of the divan shut, and understood that the

council sat but every other day, therefore she must come again

the next. This news she carried to her son, whose only relief was

to guard himself with patience. She went six times afterwards on

the days appointed, placed herself always directly before the

sultan, but with as little success as the first morning, and

might have perhaps come a thousand times to as little purpose, if

luckily the sultan himself had not taken particular notice of

her: for only those who came with petitions approached the

sultan, when each pleaded their cause in its turn, and Alla ad

Deen's mother was not one of them.

On the sixth day, however, after the divan was broken up, when

the sultan returned to his own apartment, he said to his grand

vizier, "I have for some time observed a certain woman, who

attends constantly every day that I give audience, with something

wrapped up in a napkin: she always stands up from the beginning

to the breaking up of the audience, and affects to place herself

just before me. Do you know what she wants?"

"Sir," replied the grand vizier, who knew no more than the sultan

what she wanted, but did not wish to seem uninformed, "your

majesty knows that women often make complaints on trifles;

perhaps she may come to complain to your majesty that somebody

has sold her some bad flour, or some such trifling matter." The

sultan was not satisfied with this answer, but replied, "If this

woman comes to our next audience, do not fail to call her, that I

may hear what she has to say." The grand vizier made answer by

lowering his hand, and then lifting it up above his head,

signifying his willingness to lose it if he failed.

By this time, the tailor's widow was so much used to go to

audience, and stand before the sultan, that she did not think it

any trouble, if she could but satisfy her son that she neglected

nothing that lay in her power to please him: the next audience

day she went to the divan, placed herself in front of the sultan

as usual; and before the grand vizier had made his report of

business, the sultan perceived her, and compassionating her for

having waited so long, said to the vizier, "Before you enter upon

any business, remember the woman I spoke to you about; bid her

come near, and let us hear and dispatch her business first." The

grand vizier immediately called the chief of the mace-bearers who

stood ready to obey his commands; and pointing to her, bade him

go to that woman, and tell her to come before the sultan.

The chief of the officers went to Alla ad Deen's mother, and at a

sign he gave her, she followed him to the foot of the sultan's

throne, where he left her, and retired to his place by the grand

vizier. The old woman, after the example of others whom she saw

salute the sultan, bowed her head down to the carpet, which

covered the platform of the throne, and remained in that posture

till the sultan bade her rise, which she had no sooner done, than

he said to her, "Good woman, I have observed you to stand a long

time, from the beginning to the rising of the divan; what

business brings you here?"

After these words, Alla ad Deen's mother prostrated herself a

second time; and when she arose, said, "Monarch of monarchs,

before I tell your majesty the extraordinary and almost

incredible business which brings me before your high throne, I

beg of you to pardon the boldness or rather impudence of the

demand I am going to make, which is so uncommon, that I tremble,

and am ashamed to propose it to my sovereign." In order to give

her the more freedom to explain herself, the sultan ordered all

to quit the divan but the grand vizier, and then told her she

might speak without restraint.

Alla ad Deen's mother, not content with this favour of the

sultan's to save her the trouble and confusion of speaking before

so many people, was notwithstanding for securing herself against

his anger, which, from the proposal she was going to make, she

was not a little apprehensive of; therefore resuming her

discourse, she said, "I beg of your majesty, if you should think

my demand the least injurious or offensive, to assure me first of

your pardon and forgiveness." "Well," replied the sultan, "I will

forgive you, be it what it may, and no hurt shall come to you:

speak boldly."

When Alla ad Deen's mother had taken all these precautions, for

fear of the sultan's anger, she told him faithfully how Alla ad

Deen had seen the princess Buddir al Buddoor, the violent love

that fatal sight had inspired him with, the declaration he had

made to her of it when he came home, and what representations she

had made "to dissuade him from a passion no less disrespectful,"

said she, "to your majesty, as sultan, than to the princess your

daughter. But," continued she, "my son, instead of taking my

advice and reflecting on his presumption, was so obstinate as to

persevere, and to threaten me with some desperate act, if I

refused to come and ask the princess in marriage of your majesty;

and it was not without the greatest reluctance that I was led to

accede to his request, for which I beg your majesty once more to

pardon not only me, but also Alla ad Deen my son, for

entertaining so rash a project as to aspire to so high an

alliance."

The sultan hearkened to this discourse with mildness, and without

shewing the least anger; but before he gave her any answer, asked

her what she had brought tied up in the napkin. She took the

china dish, which she had set down at the foot of the throne,

before she prostrated herself before him; untied it, and

presented it to the sultan.

The sultan's amazement and surprise were inexpressible, when he

saw so many large, beautiful, and valuable jewels collected in

the dish. He remained for some time motionless with admiration.

At last, when he had recovered himself, he received the present

from Alla ad Deen's mother's hand, crying out in a transport of

joy, "How rich, how beautiful!" After he had admired and handled

all the jewels, one after another, he turned to his grand vizier,

and shewing him the dish, said, "Behold, admire, wonder, and

confess that your eyes never beheld jewels so rich and beautiful

before." The vizier was charmed. "Well," continued the sultan,

"what sayst thou to such a present? Is it not worthy of the

princess my daughter? And ought I not to bestow her on one who

values her at so great price?"

These words put the grand vizier into extreme agitation. The

sultan had some time before signified to him his intention of

bestowing the princess on a son of his; therefore he was afraid,

and not without grounds, that the sultan, dazzled by so rich and

extraordinary a present, might change his mind. Therefore going

to him, and whispering him in the ear, he said, "I cannot but own

that the present is worthy of the princess; but I beg of your

majesty to grant me three months before you come to a final

resolution. I hope, before that time, my son, on whom you have

had the goodness to look with a favourable eye, will be able to

make a nobler present than Alla ad Deen, who is an entire

stranger to Your majesty."

The sultan, though he was fully persuaded that it was not

possible for the vizier to provide so considerable a present for

his son to make the princess, yet as he had given him hopes,

hearkened to him, and granted his request. Turning therefore to

the old widow, he said to her, "Good woman, go home, and tell

your son that I agree to the proposal you have made me; but I

cannot marry the princess my daughter, till the paraphernalia I

design for her be got ready, which cannot be finished these three

months; but at the expiration of that time come again."

Alla ad Deen's mother returned home much more gratified than she

had expected, since she had met with a favourable answer, instead

of the refusal and confusion she had dreaded. From two

circumstances Alla ad Deen, when he saw his mother returning,

judged that she brought him good news; the one was, that she

returned sooner than ordinary; and the other, the gaiety of her

countenance. "Well, mother," said he, "may I entertain any hopes,

or must I die with despair?" When she had pulled off her veil,

and had seated herself on the sofa by him, she said to him, "Not

to keep you long in suspense, son, I will begin by telling you,

that instead of thinking of dying, you have every reason to be

well satisfied." Then pursuing her discourse, she told him, that

she had an audience before everybody else which made her come

home so soon; the precautions she had taken lest she should have

displeased the sultan, by making the proposal of marriage between

him and the princess Buddir al Buddoor, and the condescending

answer she had received from the sultan's own mouth; and that as

far as she could judge, the present had wrought a powerful

effect. "But when I least expected it," said she, "and he was

going to give me an answer, and I fancied a favourable one, the

grand vizier whispered him in the ear, and I was afraid might be

some obstacle to his good intentions towards us, and so it

happened, for the sultan desired me to come to audience again

this day three months."

Alla ad Deen thought himself the most happy of all men at hearing

this news, and thanked his mother for the pains she had taken in

the affair, the good success of which was of so great importance

to his peace. Though from his impatience to obtain the object of

his passion, three months seemed an age, yet he disposed himself

to wait with patience, relying on the sultan's word, which he

looked upon to be irrevocable. But all that time he not only

counted the hours, days, and weeks, but every moment. When two of

the three months were past, his mother one evening going to light

the lamp, and finding no oil in the house, went out to buy some,

and when she came into the city, found a general rejoicing. The

shops, instead of being shut up, were open, dressed with foliage,

silks, and carpeting, every one striving to show their zeal in

the most distinguished manner according to his ability. The

streets were crowded with officers in habits of ceremony, mounted

on horses richly caparisoned, each attended by a great many

footmen. Alla ad Deen's mother asked the oil-merchant what was

the meaning of all this preparation of public festivity." Whence

came you, good woman," said he, "that you don't know that the

grand vizier's son is to marry the princess Buddir al Buddoor,

the sultan's daughter, to-night? She will presently return from

the baths; and these officers whom you see are to assist at the

cavalcade to the palace, where the ceremony is to be solemnized."

This was news enough for Alla ad Deen's mother. She ran till she

was quite out of breath home to her son, who little suspected any

such event. "Child," cried she, "you are undone! You depend upon

the sultan's fine promises, but they will come to nothing." Alla

ad Deen was alarmed at these words. "Mother," replied he, "how do

you know the sultan has been guilty of a breach of promise?"

"This night," answered the mother, "the grand vizier's son is to

marry the princess Buddir al Buddoor." She then related how she

had heard it; so that from all circumstances, he had no reason to

doubt the truth of what she said.

At this account, Alla ad Deen was thunder-struck. Any other man

would have sunk under the shock; but a sudden hope of

disappointing his rival soon roused his spirits, and he bethought

himself of the lamp, which had on every emergence been so useful

to him; and without venting his rage in empty words against the

sultan, the vizier, or his son, he only said, "Perhaps, mother,

the vizier's son may not be so happy to-night as he promises

himself: while I go into my chamber a moment, do you get supper

ready." She accordingly went about it, but guessed that her son

was going to make use of the lamp, to prevent, if possible, the

consummation of the marriage.

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