As the caliph had in his disguise a grave and awful air, Abon Hassan, who

thought him to be a Moussel merchant, went directly to him; and, after

having saluted him with a smiling countenance, and kissed his hand, said,

Sir, I congratulate you on your happy arrival, and beg of you to do me

the honour to go and sup with me, and repose yourself at my home this

night, after the fatigue of your voyage; and, to oblige him not to deny

him that favour, he told him his custom of entertaining the first

stranger he met with. The caliph found something so odd and singular in

Abon Hassan’s taste, that he was very desirous to know the bottom,

without quitting the character of a merchant; and told him, that he could

not better answer that great civility, which he did not expect at his

arrival at Bagdad, than by accepting the obliging offer that he made him.

Abon Hassan, who knew not that the guest which fortune presented to him

was so very much above him, treated him as his equal, carried him home,

and led him into a room very neatly furnished, where he set him on a

sofa, at the upper end of a table that was ready laid for supper, which

was soon after sent up by Abon Hassan’s mother, who took upon herself the

care of the kitchen, and consisted of three dishes. The first was a capon

and four large pullets, which were set in the middle; and the second and

third, placed on each side, were a fat roasted goose and boiled pigeons,

all dressed very neatly, and with proper sauces.

Abon Hassan sat down over against his guest, and he and the caliph began

to eat heartily of what they liked best, without speaking or drinking,

according to the custom of the country. When they had done eating, the

caliph’s slave brought them water to wash their hands; and, in the mean

time, Abon Hassan’s mother sent up a dessert of all sorts of dried

sweetmeats, and all the fruits then in season, as grapes, peaches,

apples, pears, &c. As soon as it grew dark, wax-candles were lighted, and

Abon Hassan, after charging his mother to take care of the caliph’s

slave, brought bottles and glasses.

Then Abon Hassan, sitting down with the pretended Moussel merchant again,

filled out a glass of wine, before he touched the dessert; and holding it

out in his hand, said to the caliph, You know, sir, that the cock never

drinks before he calls to his hens to come and drink with him; so I

invite you to follow my example. I do not know what you may think; for my

part, I cannot reckon him a wise man who does not love wine: come, let us

leave those sort of people to their dull melancholy humours, and seek for

mirth, which is only to be found in a brimmer.

While Abon Hassan was drinking, the caliph, taking the glass that was set

by him, said, Now I like you, you are an honest fellow; I am mightily

taken with your pleasant temper, and expect you should fill me as much.

Abon Hassan, as soon as he had drunk, filled the caliph’s glass, and

giving it to him, Here, sir, said he, taste this wine; I will warrant it

good. I am very well persuaded, replied the caliph, laughing, that you

know how to make choice of the best. O, replied Abon Hassan, while the

caliph was taking off his glass, one may easily find that you know what

good living is, and have seen the world. Alas! how happy is my house in

your presence, and how overjoyed am I for meeting with a man of so much

merit.

The caliph, who was naturally a merry man, was mightily diverted with

these sallies of Abon Hassan, and took great pleasure in promoting

drinking, often asking for wine, thinking that when that began to work,

he might penetrate so far into his discourse as to satisfy his curiosity.

Therefore, to enter into conversation, he asked him his name, his

business, and how he spent his life. My name, sir, replied he, is Abon

Hassan: my father, whom I buried, was a merchant of Bagdad; and though he

was not the richest, yet he lived very well. When he died, he left me

enough in my station to live free from ambition; but as he always kept a

very strict hand over me in his life-time, I was willing, when he was

gone, to make up the time I thought I had lost.

But notwithstanding, continued Abon Hassan, in this I was more prudent

than most young people are, who give themselves unto debauchery without

any thought, and who reduce themselves to the utmost poverty, and are

forced to do penance all the rest of their lives after. Now I, to avoid

this misfortune, divided what I had left me in two parts, and with one

bought an estate, with a resolution not to finger my rents at that time;

and kept the other in ready money to pursue my extravagances with. I

associated myself with young people of my age, and with my ready money,

which I spent profusely, treated them every day; and, in short, spared

for no sort of pleasure. But these feastings did not last long; for by

that time the year was out, I had got to the bottom of my cash, and then

all my friends vanished. I made a visit to every one of them, and

represented to them the miserable condition I was in, but none of them

would relieve me. Upon this, I renounced their friendship, and retrenched

so far as to live within the compass of my income, and obliged myself to

keep company with none but the first stranger I could meet with, coming

that day into Bagdad, and to entertain him but one night. I have told you

the rest before; and I thank my good fortune this day for meeting with a

stranger of so much worth.

The caliph was very well satisfied with this information, and said to

Abon Hassan, I cannot enough commend the measures you have taken, and the

prudence with which you have acted, by forsaking your debauchery; a

conduct rarely to be met with in young persons; and I esteem you the more

for being so just to yourself as you have been. It was a slippery path

you trode in; and I cannot enough admire, how, after having seen the end

of your ready money, you had so great a command over yourself not to

enter upon your estate. In short, I must own I envy your happiness: you

are the only happy man in the world, to enjoy every day the company of

some one honest man, with whom you can discourse freely and agreeably,

and to whom you give an opportunity to declare, wherever he goes, how

handsomely he was received by you. But we talk too long without drinking;

come drink, and pour out to me.

In this manner the caliph and Abon Hassan entertained each other,

drinking and talking of indifferent matters till the night was pretty far

advanced; when the caliph, pretending to be fatigued after his voyage,

told his host he stood in need of a little rest; but, added he, that I

may not deprive you of yours, before we part, because to-morrow I may be

gone before you are stirring, I would be glad to show you how sensible I

am of your civility, and the kind and obliging hospitality you have shown

me. The only thing that troubles me is, that I know not which way to pay

my acknowledgment; therefore I beg of you to let me understand how I may,

and you shall see I will not be ungrateful; for certainly you must have

some business in which you may be served, or must want something which

you could wish for. Speak freely, and declare your mind; for, though I am

but a merchant, it may be in mine or some friend’s power to oblige you.

To these offers of the caliph, Abon Hassan, taking him still for a

Moussel merchant, replied, I am very well persuaded, good sir, that it is

not out of a compliment that you make me these generous tenders; but,

upon the word of an honest man, I have nothing that troubles me, no

business nor desires, and want not any thing. I have not the least

ambition, as I told you before, but am very well satisfied with my

condition. Therefore, I can only thank you for your obliging proffers,

and the honour you have done me to come and take a slight repast with me.

Yet I must tell you, pursued Abon Hassan, there is one thing gives me

great uneasiness. You know the town of Bagdad is divided into several

parts and divisions, to each of which there belongs a mosque, and an iman

to read prayers at certain hours. The iman of the division I live in is

an old man, of an austere countenance, and the greatest hypocrite in the

world. This man, and four old men of this neighbourhood, who are people

of the same stamp, meet every day at the iman’s house; there they vent

their slander, calumny, and malice against me and the whole division, to

the disturbance of the public peace of the neighbourhood, and the

promotion of dissension. Some they threaten, others they rail against;

and, in short, would be lords paramount, and have every one govern

himself according to their caprice; and, at the same time, know not how

to govern themselves. Indeed, I would have them meddle with nothing but

their Alcoran, and let the world live quietly.

Well, I suppose, said the caliph, you would willingly put a stop to this

disorder. You have guessed it, answered Abon Hassan; and the only thing I

should desire, would be to be caliph only for one day, in the stead of

our sovereign lord and master Haroun Alraschid, the commander of the

faithful. What would you do if you were? said the caliph. I would make

them examples, answered Abon Hassan, to the satisfaction of all honest

men. I would punish the four old men with each a hundred bastinadoes on

the soles of their feet, and the iman with four hundred, to learn them

not to disturb and abuse their neighbours any more.

The caliph was extremely well pleased with this thought of Abon Hassan’s;

and, as he was a prince who loved adventures, he fancied to make this a

very singular one. Indeed, said he, I approve very much of your wish,

which I see proceeds from an upright mind, that cannot bear to see the

malice of wicked people go unpunished. I could like to see it take

effect, and that is not so impossible a thing as you imagine. I am

persuaded that the caliph would willingly put his authority for

twenty-four hours into your hands, if he knew your good intentions, and

the just use you would make of it. I see, said Abon Hassan, you laugh at

my foolish fancy; and the caliph himself would laugh at my extravagance

too if he knew it; but yet it would be a means of informing him of the

iman’s and his companions’ behaviour, and he might chastise them.

Heaven forbid, replied the caliph, that I, who have been so handsomely

entertained by you, should laugh at you; neither do I believe, as much a

stranger as I am, that the caliph would be displeased. But let us lay

this discourse aside; it is almost midnight, and time to go to bed. With

all my heart, said Abon Hassan, I would not be any hindrance to your

going to rest; but there is still some wine in the bottle, and, if you

please, we will drink it off first. The only thing that I have to

recommend to you is, that, when you go out in the morning, if I am not

up, you will give yourself the trouble of shutting the door after you,

which the caliph promised; and while Abon Hassan was talking, took the

bottle and two glasses, and filled his own first, saying, Here is a cup

of thanks to you; and then filling the other, put artfully a little

powder, which he had about him, into it, and giving it to Abon Hassan,

said, you have taken the pains to fill for me all this night, and it is

the least I can do to save you the trouble once; come, drink to our good

repose.

Abon Hassan took the glass, and, to show his guest with how much pleasure

he received the honour he did him, whipped it off at once; but had

scarcely set the glass upon the table before the powder began to work,

and he fell into so sound a sleep, that his head knocked against his

knees. The caliph ordered the slave that he had brought along with him,

and who came again into the room as soon as he had supped, to take him

upon his back, and follow him; but to be sure to observe the house, that

he might know it again when he should bring him back; and in this manner

the caliph, followed by the slave with Abon Hassan on his back, went out

of the house, but without shutting the door after him, as Abon Hassan

desired, and went directly to his palace, and, by a backdoor, into his

own apartment, where all the officers of his apartment were waiting for

him, whom he ordered to undress him, and put him in his bed, which they

immediately performed.

Then the caliph sent for all the officers and ladies of the palace, and

said to them, I would have all those whose business it is to attend my

levee wait to-morrow morning upon this man who lies in my bed, and pay

the same respect to him as to myself, and obey him in whatever he

commands; let him be refused in nothing that he asks for, and be spoken

to and answered in every thing he says or does, as if he was the

commander of the faithful. In short, I expect you to look upon him as the

true caliph, and neglect not the least circumstance.

The officers and ladies presently understood that the caliph had a mind

to divert himself, and made low bows to show their obedience, and then

withdrew, every one full of the part they were to act.

Then he sent for the grand vizier: Giafar, said he, I have sent for you

to instruct you, and to prevent your being surprised to-morrow when you

come to an audience, to see this man, that is laid here in my bed, seated

on my throne in my royal robes: accost him with the same reverence and

respect you pay to myself; observe, and punctually execute, whatever he

bids you do, the same as if I commanded you, even if his liberality

should extend so far as to empty all the coffers in my treasury; and

remember to acquaint all my emirs and huissirs, all the officers without

the palace, to pay him the same honour at audience as the commander of

the believers himself; and to carry on the matter so well, that he might

not perceive the least thing that may interrupt this joke which I am

diverting myself with.

Afterwards the grand vizier retired, and the caliph went to bed in

another apartment; and ordered Mesrour, the chief of his eunuchs, to take

care to manage things so well, that he might see how Abon Hassan would

use the power and authority of the caliph for the time he desired to have

it; and, above all, charged him to awake him at the usual hour, before he

awakened Abon Hassan, because he had a mind to be present when he rose.

Mesrour failed not to do as the caliph had commanded; and, as soon as the

caliph went into the room where Abon Hassan lay, he placed himself in a

little closet, from whence he could see all that passed. All the officers

and ladies who were to attend Abon Hassan’s levee, took their posts

according to their rank, with great silence, and discharged themselves as

punctually of their offices as if the caliph had been to rise.

As it was just day-break, and time to rise to morning prayer before

sun-rise, the officer that stood nearest to the head of the bed, put a

sponge steeped in vinegar to Abon Hassan’s nose; who, presently turning

his head about without opening his eyes, sneezed heartily, which was

generally the effect of the caliph’s powder, and which lasted longer or

shorter in proportion to the dose. Then opening his eyes, he found

himself, by the small light that appeared, in a stately room

magnificently furnished, the ceiling of which was finely painted, and the

floor covered with a rich silk tapestry, and surrounded by a great many

young and handsome ladies, with all sorts of instruments of music in

their hands, and black eunuchs richly clothed, all standing with great

modesty and respect. After casting his eyes on the quilt of the bed, he

perceived it was cloth of gold, richly embossed with pearls and diamonds;

and that there was laid by the bed a habit of the same stuff and

trimmings, with a caliph’s turban.

At the sight of these glittering objects, Abon Hassan was in the most

inexpressible confusion and amazement, and looked upon all he saw as a

dream. So, said he to himself, I am caliph; but, added he a little after,

it is only a dream, the effect of the wish I entertained my guest with

last night; and then he turned himself about to sleep again. At the same

time, the eunuch said very respectfully, Commander of the Faithful, it is

time for your majesty to rise to prayers; the morning begins to advance.

These words very much surprised Abon Hassan. Am I awake, or do I sleep?

said he to himself. Ah! certainly I am asleep! continued he, keeping his

eyes shut; there is no reason to doubt of it.

Immediately the eunuch, who saw he had no inclination to get up, and that

he gave him no answer, said again, Your majesty, I hope, will not be

angry, if I tell you once more that it is time to rise to morning prayer,

which you never neglect, and the sun is just upon rising. I am mistaken,

said Abon Hassan presently; I am not asleep, but awake: for those that

sleep do not hear, and I hear very distinctly. Then opening his eyes, he

saw plainly by broad daylight, what appeared but uncertain before, and

rising upon his breech, with a smiling countenance, like a man overjoyed

at a sudden promotion, pleased the caliph, who penetrated into the bottom

of his thoughts.

Then the ladies of the palace prostrated themselves with their faces to

the ground before Abon Hassan, and those who had the instruments of music

in their hands, wished him a good-morrow, by a concert of soft flutes,

hautboys, theorboes, and other harmonious instruments, with which he was

ravished, and was in such an ecstasy, that he knew not himself, nor where

he was; but, recovering at last his first idea, he doubted whether what

he saw was a dream or matter of fact. He clapped his hands before his

eyes, and lowering his head, said to himself, What means all this? where

am I? and whom does this palace belong to? What can these eunuchs,

officers, beautiful ladies, and musicians signify? How is it possible for

me to distinguish whether I am in my right senses or in a dream? When he

took his hands from his eyes, the sun shone full in at the

chamber-window; and at that instant, Mesrour, the chief of the eunuchs,

came in, prostrated himself before Abon Hassan, and said, Commander of

the Faithful, your majesty will excuse me for representing to you, that

you used not to lie so long, and that the time of prayer is over; I am

afraid your majesty has had an ill night, and has been indisposed, and

may not be able to ascend your throne in council as usual: all your

generals, governors, and other officers of state, wait your presence in

the council-hall.

At this discourse of Mesrour’s, Abon Hassan was verily persuaded that he

was neither asleep nor in a dream; but, at the same time, was very much

embarrassed and confused. At last, looking earnestly at Mesrour, he said

to him in a serious tone, Who is it you speak to, and call the commander

of the faithful? For my part, I do not know you, and you mistake me for

somebody else.

Any person but Mesrour would have been dashed at these questions of Abon

Hassan’s; but he had been so well instructed by the caliph, that he

played his part to a wonder. My worthy lord and master, said he, your

majesty only speaks thus to try me: is not your majesty the commander of

the faithful, monarch of the world, and the prophet’s vicar on earth?

Mesrour, your slave, has not forgot you, after so many years that he has

had the honour and happiness to serve and pay his respects to your

majesty; and should think himself the most unhappy of all men if he has

incurred your displeasure, and begs of you most humbly to remove his

fears; but is apt to believe that you have been disturbed by some

troublesome dream last night.

Abon Hassan burst out a-laughing at these words of Mesrour’s, and fell

backwards upon the bolster, which pleased the caliph so much, that he

would have laughed as loud himself, if he had not been afraid of putting

a stop to the pleasant scene he promised himself.

Abon Hassan, when he had tired himself with laughing, sat up again on his

breech, and, speaking to a little black eunuch that stood by him, said,

Hark ye, tell me who I am. Sir, answered the little boy modestly, your

majesty is the commander of the believers, and God’s vicar on earth. You

are a liar, sooty face, said Abon Hassan. Then he called the lady that

stood the nearest to him: Come hither, fair one, said he, holding out his

hand, bite the end of my finger, that I may feel whether I am asleep or

awake.

The lady, who knew the caliph saw all that passed, was overjoyed to show

how capable she was of diverting him, and went with a grave countenance,

and putting his finger between her teeth, she bit so hard that he cried

out; and, snatching his hand quickly back again, said, I find I am awake,

and not asleep. But by what miracle am I become caliph in a night’s time?

This is certainly the most strange and surprising thing in the world!

Then addressing himself to the same lady, he said, I conjure you, for

Heaven’s sake, not to hide the truth from me; am I really the commander

of the faithful? It is so true, answered the lady, that we, who are your

slaves, are amazed to find that you will not believe yourself to be so.

Ah! you are a deceiver, replied Abon Hassan; I know very well who I am.

As the chief of the eunuchs perceived that Abon Hassan had a mind to

rise, he lent him his hand, and helped him to get out of bed. No sooner

were his feet set on the floor, than the chamber rang again with repeated

acclamations of the officers and ladies, who cried out, God preserve your

majesty, and give you a good day. O Heaven! cried Abon Hassan, what a

strange thing is this! Last night I was Abon Hassan, and this morning I

am the commander of the believers! I cannot comprehend this sudden and

surprising change. Presently some of the officers began to dress him; and

when they had done, Mesrour led him through all the eunuchs and ladies,

who were ranged on both sides quite to the council-chamber door, which

was opened by one of the huissirs. Mesrour walked before him to the foot

of the throne, where he stopped, and putting one hand under one arm,

while another officer did the same by the other, they helped him to

ascend the throne.

The caliph, in the mean time, came out of the closet where he was hid,

and went into another which looked into the council-hall, from whence he

could hear all that passed, and see Abon Hassan, who filled his throne

with all the gravity imaginable.

As soon as Abon Hassan had seated himself, the grand vizier Giafar

prostrated himself at the foot of the throne, and addressing himself to

him, said, God shower down blessings on your majesty in this life,

receive you into his paradise in the other world, and confound your

enemies!

Abon Hassan, after all that had happened that morning, and these words of

the grand vizier, never doubted but he was caliph, as he wished to be;

and so, without examining any farther, how, or by what adventure or

sudden change of fortune, he immediately began to exercise his power, and

looking very gravely upon the vizier, asked him what he had to say.

Commander of the Faithful, replied the grand vizier, the emirs, viziers,

and other officers who are of your majesty’s council, wait at the door,

until your majesty give them leave to come in, and pay their usual

respects to you. Abon Hassan presently bade that the door be opened, and

the grand vizier gave the sign to the huissir that waited for it.

When the door was opened, the viziers, emirs, and principal officers of

the court, all dressed magnificently in their habits of ceremony, went in

their order to the foot of the throne, and paid their respects to Abon

Hassan; and bowing their heads down to the carpet, kneeling on one knee,

saluted him with the title of Commander of the Faithful, according to the

instruction of the grand vizier, and afterwards took their seats.

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