Fatima, who had lain down in her habit, got up, trembling with

fear. "Do not be so much frightened," said the magician; "I only

want your habit, give it me and take mine." Accordingly Fatima

and he changed clothes. He then said to her, "Colour my face,

that I may be like you;" but perceiving that the poor creature

could not help trembling, to encourage her he said, "I tell you

again you need not fear anything: I swear by the name of God I

will not take away your life." Fatima lighted her lamp, led him

into the cell, and dipping a soft brush in a certain liquor,

rubbed it over his face, assured him the colour would not change,

and that his face was of the same hue as her own: after which,

she put her own head-dress on his head, also a veil, with which

she shewed him how to hide his face as he passed through the

town. After this, she put a long string of beads about his neck,

which hung down to the middle of his body, and giving him the

stick she used to walk with in his hand, brought him a looking-

glass, and bade him look if he was not as like her as possible.

The magician found himself disguised as he wished to be; but he

did not keep the oath he so solemnly swore to the good Fatima;

but instead of stabbing her, for fear the blood might discover

him, he strangled her; and when he found she was dead, threw her

body into a cistern just by the cell.

The magician, thus disguised like the holy woman Fatima, spent

the remainder of the night in the cell. The next morning, two

hours after sunrise, though it was not a day the holy woman used

to go out on, he crept out of the cell, being well persuaded that

nobody would ask him any questions; or, if they should, he had an

answer ready for them. As one of the first things he did after

his arrival was to find out Alla ad Deen's palace, where he was

to complete his designs, he went directly thither.

As soon as the people saw the holy woman, as they imagined him to

be, they presently gathered about him in a great crowd. Some

begged his blessing, others kissed his hand, and others, more

reserved, only the hem of his garment; while others, whether

their heads ached, or they wished to be preserved against that

disorder, stooped for him to lay his hands upon them; which he

did, muttering some words in form of prayer; and, in short,

counterfeited so well, that everybody took him for the holy

woman.

After frequently stopping to satisfy people of this description,

who received neither good nor harm from this imposition of hands,

he came at last to the square before Alla ad Deen's palace. The

crowd was so great that the eagerness to get at him increased in

proportion. Those who were the most zealous and strong forced

their way through the crowd. There were such quarrels, and so

great a noise, that the princess, who was in the hall of four-

and-twenty windows, heard it, and asked what was the matter; but

nobody being able to give her an answer, she ordered them to

inquire and inform her. One of her women looked out of a window,

and then told her it was a great crowd of people collected about

the holy woman to be cured of the headache by the imposition of

her hands.

The princess, who had long heard of this holy woman, but had

never seen her, was very desirous to have some conversation with

her, which the chief of the eunuchs perceiving, told her it was

an easy matter to bring her to her, if she desired and commanded

it; and the princess expressing her wishes, he immediately sent

four eunuchs for the pretended holy woman.

As soon as the crowd saw the eunuchs, they made way, and the

magician perceiving also that they were coming for him, advanced

to meet them, overjoyed to find his plot proceeded so well. "Holy

woman," said one of the eunuchs, "the princess wants to see you,

and has sent us for you." "The princess does me too great an

honour," replied the false Fatima; "I am ready to obey her

command," and at the same time followed the eunuchs to the

palace.

When the magician, who under a holy garment disguised a wicked

heart, was introduced into the great hall, and perceived the

princess, he began a prayer, which contained a long enumeration

of vows and good wishes for the princess's health and prosperity,

and that she might have every thing she desired. He then

displayed all his hypocritical rhetoric, to insinuate himself

into the princess's favour under the cloak of piety, which it was

no hard matter for him to do; for as the princess herself was

naturally good, she was easily persuaded that all the world were

like her, especially those who made profession of serving God in

solitude.

When the pretended Fatima had finished his long harangue, the

princess said to him, "I thank you, good mother, for your

prayers: I have great confidence in them, and hope God will hear

them. Come, and sit by me." The false Fatima sat down with

affected modesty: the princess then resuming her discourse, said,

"My good mother, I have one thing to request, which you must not

refuse me; it is to stay with me, that you may edify me with your

way of living; and that I may learn from your good example how to

serve God." "Princess," said the counterfeit Fatima, "I beg of

you not to ask what I cannot consent to, without neglecting my

prayers and devotion." "That shall be no hinderance to you,"

answered the princess; "I have a great many apartments

unoccupied; you shall choose which you like best, and have as

much liberty to perform your devotions as if you were in your own

cell."

The magician, who desired nothing more than to introduce himself

into the palace, where it would be a much easier matter for him

to execute his designs, under the favour and protection of the

princess, than if he had been forced to come and go from the cell

to the palace, did not urge much to excuse himself from accepting

the obliging offer which the princess made him. "Princess," said

he, "whatever resolution a poor wretched woman as I am may have

made me renounce the pomp and grandeur of this world, I dare not

presume to oppose the will and commands of so pious and

charitable a princess."

Upon this the princess, rising up, said, "Come with me, I will

shew you what vacant apartments I have, that you may make choice

of that you like best." The magician followed the princess, and

of all the apartments she shewed him, made choice of that which

was the worst furnished, saying it was too good for him, and that

he only accepted of it to please her.

Afterwards the princess would have brought him back again into

the great hall to make him dine with her; but he considering that

he should then be obliged to shew his face, which he had always

taken care to conceal; and fearing that the princess should find

out that he was not Fatima, he begged of her earnestly to excuse

him, telling her that he never ate anything but bread and dried

fruits, and desiring to eat that slight repast in his own

apartment. The princess granted his request, saying, "You may be

as free here, good mother, as if you were in your own cell: I

will order you a dinner, but remember I expect you as soon as you

have finished your repast."

After the princess had dined, and the false Fatima had been

informed by one of the eunuchs that she was risen from table, he

failed not to wait upon her. "My good mother," said the princess,

"I am overjoyed to have the company of so holy a woman as

yourself, who will confer a blessing upon this palace. But now I

am speaking of the palace, pray how do you like it? And before I

shew it all to you, tell me first what you think of this hall."

Upon this question, the counterfeit Fatima, who, to act his part

the better, affected to hang down his head, without so much as

ever once lifting it, at last looked up, and surveyed the hall

from one end to the other. When he had examined it well, he said

to the princess, "As far as such a solitary being as I am, who am

unacquainted with what the world calls beautiful, can judge, this

hall is truly admirable and most beautiful; there wants but one

thing." "What is that, good mother?" demanded the princess; "tell

me, I conjure you. For my part, I always believed, and have heard

say, it wanted nothing; but if it does, it shall be supplied."

"Princess," said the false Fatima, with great dissimulation,

"forgive me the liberty I have taken; but my opinion is, if it

can be of any importance, that if a roe's egg were hung up in the

middle of the dome, this hall would have no parallel in the four

quarters of the world, and your palace would be the wonder of the

unit verse."

"My good mother," said the princess, "what bird is a roe, and

where may one get an egg?" "Princess," replied the pretended

Fatima, "it is a bird of prodigious size, which inhabits the

summit of mount Caucasus; the architect who built your palace can

get you one."

After the princess had thanked the false Fatima for what she

believed her good advice, she conversed with her upon other

matters; but could not forget the roe's egg, which she resolved

to request of Alla ad Deen when he returned from hunting. He had

been gone six days, which the magician knew, and therefore took

advantage of his absence; but he returned that evening after the

false Fatima had taken leave of the princess, and retired to his

apartment. As soon as he arrived, he went directly to the

princess's apartment, saluted and embraced her, but she seemed to

receive him coldly. "My princess," said he, "I think you are not

so cheerful as you used to be; has any thing happened during my

absence, which has displeased you, or given you any trouble or

dissatisfaction In the name of God, do not conceal it from me; I

will leave nothing undone that is in my power to please you." "It

is a trifling matter," replied the princess, "which gives me so

little concern that I could not have thought you could have

perceived it in my countenance; but since you have unexpectedly

discovered some alteration, I will no longer disguise a matter of

so little consequence from you."

"I always believed," continued the princess," that our palace was

the most superb, magnificent, and complete in the world: but I

will tell you now what I find fault with, upon examining the hall

of four-and-twenty windows. Do not you think with me, that it

would be complete if a roe's egg were hung up in the midst of the

dome?" "Princess," replied Alla ad Deen, "it is enough that you

think there wants such an ornament; you shall see by the

diligence used to supply that deficiency, that there is nothing

which I would not do for your sake."

Alla ad Deen left the princess Buddir al Buddoor that moment, and

went up into the hall of four-and-twenty windows, where pulling

out of his bosom the lamp, which, after the danger he had been

exposed to, he always carried about him, he rubbed it; upon which

the genie immediately appeared. "Genie," said Alla ad Deen,

"there wants a roe's egg to be hung up in the midst of the dome;

I command thee, in the name of this lamp, to repair the

deficiency." Alla ad Deen had no sooner pronounced these words,

than the genie gave so loud and terrible a cry, that the hall

shook, and Alla ad Deen could scarcely stand upright. "What!

wretch," said the genie, in a voice that would have made the most

undaunted man tremble, "is it not enough that I and my companions

have done every thing for you, but you, by an unheard-of

ingratitude, must command me to bring my master, and hang him up

in the midst of this dome? This attempt deserves that you, your

wife, and your palace, should be immediately reduced to ashes:

but you are happy that this request does not come from yourself.

Know then, that the true author is the brother of the African

magician, your enemy, whom you have destroyed as he deserved. He

is now in your palace, disguised in the habit of the holy woman

Fatima, whom he has murdered; and it is he who has suggested to

your wife to make this pernicious demand. His design is to kill

you, therefore take care of yourself." After these words, the

genie disappeared.

Alla ad Deen lost not a word of what the genie had said. He had

heard talk of the holy woman Fatima, and how she pretended to

cure the headache. He returned to the princess's apartment, and

without mentioning a word of what had happened, sat down, and

complained of a great pain which had suddenly seized his head;

upon which the princess ordered the holy woman to be called, and

then told him how she had invited her to the palace, and that she

had appointed her an apartment.

When the pretended Fatima came, Alla ad Deen said, "Come hither,

good mother; I am glad to see you here at so fortunate a time; I

am tormented with a violent pain in my head, and request your

assistance, by the confidence I have in your good prayers, and

hope you will not refuse me that favour which you do to so many

persons afflicted with this complaint." So saying, he arose, but

held down his head. The counterfeit Fatima advanced towards him,

with his hand all the time on a dagger concealed in his girdle

under his gown; which Alla ad Deen observing, he seized his hand

before he had drawn it, pierced him to the heart with his own

dagger, and then pushed him down on the floor.

"My dear husband, what have you done?" cried the princess in

surprise. "You have killed the holy woman." "No, my princess,"

answered Alla ad Deen, with emotion, "I have not killed Fatima,

but a villain, who would have assassinated me, if I had not

prevented him. This wicked wretch," added he, uncovering his

face, "has strangled Fatima, whom you accuse me of killing, and

disguised himself in her clothes with intent to murder me: but

that you may know him better, he is brother to the African

magician." Alla ad Deen then informed her how he came to know

these particulars, and afterwards ordered the dead body to be

taken away.

Thus was Alla ad Deen delivered from the persecution of two

brothers, who were magicians. Within a few years afterwards, the

sultan died in a good old age, and as he left no male children,

the princess Buddir al Buddoor, as lawful heir of the throne,

succeeded him, and communicating the power to Alla ad Deen, they

reigned together many years, and left a numerous and illustrious

posterity.

ADVENTURE OF THE CALIPH HAROON AL

RUSHEED.

The caliph Haroon al Rusheed was one day suffering from

depression of spirits, when his faithful and favourite grand

vizier Jaaffier came to him. This minister finding him alone,

which was seldom the case, and perceiving as he approached that

he was in a very melancholy humour, and never lifted up his eyes,

stopped till he should vouchsafe to look at him.

At last the caliph turned his eyes towards him, but presently

withdrew them again, and remained in the same posture motionless

as before.

The grand vizier, observing nothing in the caliph's eyes which

regarded him personally, took the liberty to speak to him, and

said, "Commander of the faithful, will your majesty give me leave

to ask whence proceeds this melancholy, of which you always

seemed to me so little susceptible?"

"Indeed, vizier," answered the caliph, brightening up his

countenance, "I am very little subject to it, and had not

perceived it but for you, but I will remain no longer in this

hippish mood. If no new affair brought you hither, you will

gratify me by inventing something to dispel it."

"Commander of the faithful," replied the grand vizier, "my duty

obliged me to wait on you, and I take the liberty to remind your

majesty, that this is the day which you have appointed to inform

yourself of the good government of your capital and its environs;

and this occasion very opportunely presents itself to dispel

those clouds which obscure your natural gaiety."

"You do well to remind me," replied the caliph, "for I had

entirely forgotten it; go and change your dress, while I do the

same."

They each put on the habit of a foreign merchant, and under that

disguise went out by a private door of the palace-garden, which

led into the country. After they had gone round part of the city

to the banks of the Euphrates, at some distance from the walls,

without having observed anything disorderly, they crossed the

river in the first boat they met, and making a tour on the other

side, crossed the bridge, which formed the communication betwixt

the two parts of the town.

At the foot of this bridge they met an old blind man, who asked

alms of them; the caliph turned about, and put a piece of gold

into his hand. The blind man instantly caught hold of his hand,

and stopped him; "Charitable person," said he, "whoever you are,

whom God hath inspired to bestow alms on me, do not refuse the

favour I ask of you, to give me a box on the ear, for I deserve

that, and a greater punishment." Having thus spoken, he let the

caliph's hand go, that he might strike, but for fear he should

pass on without doing it, held him fast by his clothes.

The caliph, surprised both at the words and action of the blind

man, said, "I cannot comply with your request. I will not lessen

the merit of my charity, by treating you as you would have me."

After these words, he endeavoured to get away from the blind man.

The blind man, who expected this reluctance of his benefactor,

exerted himself to detain him. "Sir," said he, "forgive my

boldness and importunity; I desire you would either give me a box

on the ear, or take your alms back again, for I cannot receive it

but on that condition, without breaking a solemn oath, which I

have sworn to God; and if you knew the reason, you would agree

with me that the punishment is very slight."

The caliph, unwilling to be detained any longer, yielded to the

importunity of the blind man, and gave him a very slight blow:

whereupon he immediately let him go, thanked and blessed him.

When the caliph and vizier had got so me small distance from the

blind man, the caliph said to Jaaffier, "This blind man must

certainly have some very uncommon reasons, which make him behave

himself in this manner to all who give him alms. I should be glad

to know them; therefore return, tell him who I am, and bid him

not fail to come to my palace about prayer-time in the afternoon

of to-morrow, that I may have some conversation with him."

The grand vizier returned, bestowed his alms on the blind man,

and after he had given him a box on the ear, told him the

caliph's order, and then returned to the caliph.

When they came into the town, they found in a square a great

crowd of spectators, looking at a handsome well-shaped young man,

who was mounted on a mare, which he drove and urged full speed

round the place, spurring and whipping the poor creature so

barbarously, that she was all over sweat and blood.

The caliph, amazed at the inhumanity of the rider, stopped to ask

the people if they knew why he used the mare so ill; but could

learn nothing, except that for some time past he had every day,

at the same hour, treated her in the same manner.

At they went along, the caliph bade the grand vizier take

particular notice of the place, and not fail to order the young

man to attend the next day at the hour appointed to the blind

man. But before the caliph got to his palace, he observed in a

street, which he had not passed through a long time before, an

edifice newly built, which seemed to him to be the palace of some

one of the great lords of the court. He asked the grand vizier if

he knew to whom it belonged; who answered he did not, but would

inquire; and thereupon asked a neighbour, who told him that the

house was that of one Khaujeh Hassan, surnamed Al Hubbaul, on

account of his original trade of rope-making, which he had seen

him work at himself, when poor; that without knowing how fortune

had favoured him, he supposed he must have acquired great wealth,

as he defrayed honourably and splendidly the expenses he had been

at in building.

The grand vizier rejoined the caliph, and gave him a full account

of what he had heard. "I must see this fortunate rope-maker,"

said the caliph, "therefore go and tell him to come to my palace

at the same hour you have ordered the other two." Accordingly the

vizier obeyed.

The next day, after afternoon prayers, the caliph retired to his

own apartment, when the grand vizier introduced the three persons

we have been speaking of, and presented them to the caliph.

They all three prostrated themselves before the throne, and when

they rose up, the caliph asked the blind man his name, who

answered, it was Baba Abdoollah.

"Baba Abdoollah," replied the caliph, "your manner of asking alms

seemed so strange to me yesterday, that if it had not been for

some private considerations I should not have complied with your

request, but should have prevented you from giving any more

offence to the public. I ordered you to come hither, to know from

yourself what could have induced you to make the indiscreet oath

you told me of, that I may judge whether you have done well, and

if I ought to suffer you to continue a practice that appears to

me to set so ill an example. Tell me freely how so extravagant a

thought came into your head, and do not disguise any thing from

me, for I will absolutely know the truth."

Baba Abdoollah, intimidated by this reprimand, cast himself a

second time at the foot of the caliph's throne, with his face to

the ground, and when he rose up, said, "Commander of the

faithful, I most humbly ask your majesty's pardon for my

presumption, in daring to have required, and almost forced you to

do a thing which indeed appears so contrary to reason. I

acknowledge my offence, but as I did not then know your majesty,

I implore your clemency, and hope you will consider my ignorance.

"As to the extravagance of my action, I own it, and own also that

it must seem strange to mankind; but in the eye of God it is a

slight penance I have enjoined myself for an enormous crime of

which I have been guilty, and for which, if all the people in the

world were each to give me a box on the ear, it would not be a

sufficient atonement. Your majesty will judge of this yourself,

when, in telling my story, in obedience to your commands I shall

inform you what that heinous crime was."

The Story of Baba Abdoollah.

Commander of the faithful, I was born at Bagdad, had a moderate

fortune left me by my father and mother, who died within a few

days of each other. Though I was then but young, I did not

squander away my fortune as most young men do, in idle expenses

and debauchery; on the contrary, I neglected no opportunity to

increase it by my industry. At last I became rich enough to

purchase fourscore camels, which I let out to merchants for

caravans, who paid me well for every journey I went with them

throughout the extent of your majesty's dominions.

In the midst of this prosperity, and with an ardent desire of

growing much richer, as I was returning one day with my camels

unloaded from Bussorah, whither I had carried some bales that

were to be embarked for the Indies, I met with good pasturage, at

some distance from any habitation; made a halt, and let my beasts

graze for some time. While I was seated, a dervish, who was

walking to Bussorah, came and sat down by me to rest himself: I

asked him whence he came, and where he was going; he put the same

questions to me: and when we had satisfied each other's

curiosity, we produced our provisions and ate together.

During our repast, after we had talked on many indifferent

subjects, the dervish told me that he knew of a spot a small

distance from thence, where there were such immense riches, that

if all my fourscore camels were loaded with the gold and jewels

that might be taken from it, they would not be missed.

This intelligence surprised and charmed me; and I was so

overjoyed, that I could scarcely contain myself. I could not

believe that the dervish was capable of telling me a falsehood;

therefore I fell upon his neck, and said, "Good dervish, I know

you value not the riches of this world, therefore of what service

can the knowledge of this treasure be to you? You are alone, and

cannot carry much of it away; shew me where it is, I will load

all my camels, and as an acknowledgment of the favour done me,

will present you with one of them."

Indeed I offered very little, but after he had communicated the

secret to me, my desire of riches was become so violent, that I

thought it a great deal, and looked upon the seventy-nine camel

loads which I reserved for myself as nothing in comparison of

what I allowed him.

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