The Kings Son and the Ogress.[FN#171]

A certain King had a son, whom he loved and favoured with exceeding

favour, over all his other children; and this son said to him one day,

“O my father, I have a mind to fare a-coursing and a-hunting.” So the

King bade furnish him and commanded one of his Wazirs to bear him

company and do all the service he needed during his trip. The Minister

accordingly took everything that was necessary for the journey and they

set out with a retinue of eunuchs and officers and pages, and rode on,

sporting as they went, till they came to a green and well-grassed

champaign abounding in pasture and water and game. Here the Prince

turned to the Minister and told him that the place pleased him and he

purposed to halt there. So they set down in that site and they loosed

the falcons and lynxes and dogs and caught great plenty of game,

whereat they rejoiced and abode there some days, in all joyance of life

and its delight. Then the King’s son gave the signal for departure;

but, as they went along, a beautiful gazelle, as if the sun rose

shining from between her horns, that had strayed from her mate, sprang

up before the Prince, whereupon his soul longed to make prize of her

and he coveted her. So he said to the Wazir, “I have a mind to follow

that gazelle;” and the Minister replied, “Do what seemeth good to

thee.” Thereupon the Prince rode single-handed after the gazelle, till

he lost sight of his companions, and chased her all that day till dusk,

when she took refuge in a bit of rocky ground[FN#172] and darkness

closed in upon him. Then he would have turned back, but knew not the

way; whereat he was sore concerned and said, “There is no Majesty and

there is no Might save in Allah, the Glorious, the Great!” He sat his

mare all night till morning dawned, in quest of relief, but found none;

and, when the day appeared, he fared on at hazard fearful, famished,

thirsty, and knowing not whither to wend till it was noon and the sun

beat down upon him with burning heat. By that time he came in sight of

a great city, with massive base and lofty bulwarks; but it was ruined

and desolate, nor was there any live thing therein save owl and raven.

As he stood among the buildings, marvelling at their ordinance, lo! his

eyes fell on a damsel, young, beautiful and lovely, sitting under one

of the city walls wailing and weeping copious tears. So he drew nigh to

her and asked, “Who art thou and who brought thee hither?” She

answered, “I am called Bint al-Tamimah, daughter of Al-Tiyakh, King of

the Gray Country. I went out one day to obey a call of nature,[FN#173]

when an Ifrit of the Jinn snatched me up and soared with me between

heaven and earth; but as he flew there fell on him a shooting-star in

the form of a flame of fire and burned him, and I dropped here, where

these three days I have hungered and thirsted; but when I saw thee I

longed for life.” —And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased

to say her permitted say.

When it was the Five Hundred and Eighty-second Night,

She said, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that the Prince when

addressed by the daughter of King Al-Tiyakh who said to him, “When I

saw thee I longed for life,” was smitten with ruth and grief for her

and took her up on his courser’s crupper, saying, “Be of good cheer and

keep thine eyes cool and clear; for, if Allah (extolled and exalted be

He!) restore me to my people and family, I will send thee back to thine

own folk.” Then he rode on, praying for deliverance, and presently the

damsel said to him, “O King’s son, set me down, that I may do an

occasion under this wall.” So he drew bridle and she alighted. He

waited for her a long while as she hid herself behind the wall; and she

came forth, with the foulest of favours; which when he saw, his hair

stood on end and he quaked for fear of her and he turned deadly pale.

Then she sprang up on his steed, behind him, wearing the most loathly

of aspects, and presently she said to him, “O King’s son, what ails

thee that I see thee troubled and thy favour changed?” “I have

bethought me of somewhat that troubles me.” “Seek aid against it of thy

father’s troops and his braves.” “He whom I fear careth naught for

troops, neither can braves affright him.” “Aid thyself against him with

thy father’s monies and treasures.” “He whom I fear will not be

satisfied with wealth.” “Ye hold that ye have in Heaven a God who seeth

and is not seen and is Omnipotent and Omniscient.” “Yes, we have none

but Him.” “Then pray thou to Him; haply He will deliver thee from me

thine enemy!” So the King’s son raised his eyes to heaven and began to

pray with his whole heart, saying, “O my God, I implore Thy succour

against that which troubleth me.” Then he pointed to her with his hand,

and she fell to the ground, burnt black as charcoal. Therewith he

thanked Allah and praised Him and ceased not to fare forwards; and the

Almighty (extolled and exalted be He!) of His grace made the way easy

to him and guided him into the right road, so that he reached his own

land and came upon his father’s capital, after he had despaired of

life. Now all this befel by the contrivance of the Wazir, who travelled

with him, to the end that he might cause him to perish on the way; but

Almighty Allah succoured him. “And this” (said the damsel) “have I told

thee, O King, that thou mayst know that wicked Wazirs deal not honestly

by nor counsel with sincere intent their Kings; wherefore be thou wise

and ware of them in this matter.” The King gave ear to her speech and

bade put his son to death; but the third Wazir came in and said to his

brother Ministers, “I will warrant you from the King’s mischief this

day” and, going in to him, kissed the ground between his hands and

said, “O King, I am thy true counsellor and solicitous for thee and for

thine estate, and indeed I rede thee the best of rede; it is that thou

hasten not to slay thy son, the coolth of thine eyes and the fruit of

thy vitals. Haply his sin is but a slight slip, which this damsel hath

made great to thee; and indeed I have heard tell that the people of two

villages once destroyed one another, because of a drop of honey.” Asked

the King, “How was that?”; and the Wazir answered, saying, “Know, O

King, that I have heard this story anent

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