Fatigue and the consoling assurances of the friendly hermit had

greatly composed the mind of Ins al Wujjood, who enjoyed a

refreshing sleep, nor did he awake till the sun was mounted high

in the heavens, when he joined his venerable host in his

devotions; after which they partook of a repast of bread, milk,

and fresh fruits. This ended, the old man requested him to fetch

from the forest a bundle of the filaments of palm bark, which,

when brought to him, he plaited into a shape resembling a little

boat, and giving it to Ins al Wujjood, said, "Repair to the lake,

and put this into the water, when it will become instantly large

enough to hold thee, then embark in it, and trust to Heaven for

the rest. Farewell!"

Ins al Wujjood having taken leave of his venerable friend the

hermit, with many thanks, did as he had been commanded, and soon

arrived on the margin of the lake, into which he launched his

little vessel, when, to his great surprise, it instantaneously

became a handsome boat with the sails set. He got into it, and a

fair wind springing up was soon out of sight of land. For some

days he was wafted over the deep; but at length the shore of an

island appeared, on which he landed, and made his boat fast to

the trunk of a large tree. He then walked into the country, and

found it beautifully interspersed with green meadows, clear

streams, and shady groves of bending fruit trees, on the branches

of which all sorts of birds were warbling in their different

strains. Having refreshed himself with several fruits, he

proceeded onwards, and at length came in sight of a superb

edifice, to the gateway of which he advanced; but found it

locked. For three days he waited in hopes of seeing some of its

inhabitants, but in vain. However on the fourth morning the gate

was opened by a man, who seeing Ins al Wujjood, advanced towards

him, and inquired who he was, whence he came, and what was his

reason for waiting at the gate. "I am of Ispahaun," replied Ins

al Wujjood, "and was shipwrecked in a trading voyage upon this

coast, to the shore of which I alone of all my companions had the

good fortune to escape." Upon hearing this the man burst into

tears, embraced him, and said, "May God preserve thee from future

calamities! I am also a native of Ispahaun, where also dwelt my

cousin, whom I dearly loved, and by whom I was beloved. At this

happy period of my youth a nation stronger than ours made war

against us, overcame us, and among other captives forced me from

my country; after which they sold me as a slave to my present

master: but come, my dear countryman, enter the palace, and

repose thyself in my apartment, where we will endeavour to

console each other under our misfortunes till Providence shall

restore us to our homes."

Ins al Wujjood gladly accepted such a friendly invitation, and on

entering the court beheld a lofty and wide-spreading tree, from

the branches of which were suspended several golden cages, each

inhabited by a beautiful bird, and each striving to rival the

other in melody, as if in welcome of his approach. He inquired of

his host to whom the splendid edifice belonged, and was informed

to the vizier of sultan Shamikh; who, to secure his daughter from

the vicissitudes of fortune, had lodged her here, and only

visited her annually to inquire after her health, and bring the

necessary supplies for her convenience and the support of her

attendants in the castle. Upon hearing the above circumstances,

Ins al Wujjood was nearly overcome with ecstacy; but restraining

his feelings, exclaimed to himself, "At length I have reached the

abode of my beloved, and may hope for success;" which was yet,

however, afar off. His charming mistress, little thinking that

her lover was so near, and weary of absence and the solitude of

her abode, had that very evening resolved to escape from

confinement. In the darkness of night she accordingly let herself

down from the battlements by a silken rope, which she had twisted

from slips of various robes, and reached the ground unhurt. With

haste she fled towards the sea shore, where she perceived a

fishing boat, the owner of which, though at first alarmed,

supposing her, from her dazzling appearance (for she was covered

with jewels), to be an ensnaring genie, at length, on her

assurances that she was really a woman, admitted her into his

vessel. She thanked him for his kindness, which she rewarded by

the gift of many rich jewels, and requested to be conveyed across

the lake. The fisherman hoisted sail, and for some hours the wind

was prosperous; but now a heavy tempest arose, which tossed them

constantly in imminent danger for three days, and drove them far

from their intended course. At length the gale subsided, the sea

became assuaged, and land appeared. As they approached the shore

a stately city rose to their view, the buildings of which seemed

unusually magnificent. Under the terrace of the sultan's palace

they safely, at last, cast anchor; and it chanced that the

prince, who was named Dara, was then sitting with his daughter in

a balcony to enjoy the fresh sea breeze, and the view of the

extensive harbour, crowded with the vessels of every country.

Perceiving the boat, the sultan commanded his officers to bring

the master and his crew to the presence. Great was his surprise

at the introduction of the beautiful Wird al Ikmaum. From her

rich dress, dignified air, and demeanour, he concluded her to be

of superior rank, and having seated her near his daughter, he

graciously requested to be informed of the name of her country,

and the cause of her having travelled to his capital; to which

she replied in eloquent language, giving a summary detail of all

her adventures. The sultan consoled her by encouraging assurances

of his protection, promised to exert his authority to effect a

union with her beloved, and immediately dispatched his vizier

with costly presents to sultan Shamikh, requesting him to send

Ins al Wujjood to his court.

The vizier, after a prosperous voyage, having reached the capital

of sultan Shamikh, presented his offerings, and made known the

request of his master; to which the sultan replied, That nearly a

year had elapsed since Ins al Wujjood had, to his great regret,

absented himself from his court, nor had any tidings been

obtained of the place of his retirement; but that he would order

his vizier to accompany the ambassador in search of his retreat,

being willing to oblige his master the sultan to the utmost of

his power. Accordingly, after a repose of some days, the two

viziers departed in search of Ins al Wujjood, but without knowing

where to bend their journey. At length they reached the shore of

the ocean of Kunnooz, on which they embarked in a hired vessel,

and sailed to the mountainous island of Tukkalla, of which the

vizier of sultan Shamikh gave to his companion the following

account. "This island was some ages back inhabited by genii; a

princess of whom became violently enamoured of a handsome young

man, a son of an ameer of the city of Misr, or Cairo, whom she

beheld in her flight sleeping in his father's garden in the heat

of the day. She sat down by him, and having gently awoke him, the

youth, on looking up, to his astonishment and rapture saw a most

beautiful damsel who courted his addresses: he was not backward

in offering them; and mutual protestations of love and constancy

took place. After some hours of happiness the genie princess took

an affectionate leave, promising soon to visit him again, and

vanished from sight. The youth remained musing on his fortunate

adventure till the dews of night began to fall, when his parents,

fearful of some injury, sent attendants to conduct him to their

palace, but he refused to go; and talked, as it appeared to them,

so incoherently concerning his beloved, that they thought him

distracted; seized him roughly, and forced him homewards. His

father and mother were alarmed: it was in vain that they courted

him to partake of refreshment; he was sullen and gloomy, and at

length abruptly retired to his chamber, where he remained in

restless anxiety all night, waiting impatiently for morning, that

he might revisit the happy spot where his charmer had promised

again to meet him.

"At early dawn the ameer's son repaired to the garden, and was

soon gratified with the sight of his beloved; but while they were

exchanging mutual protestations of regard, the mother of the

genie princess, who had suspected from her daughter's conduct

that she was carrying on some intrigue, and had followed her in

the air unperceived, suddenly appeared. Rushing upon the lovers,

she seized her daughter by the hair, beat, and abused her in the

harshest language for having disgraced the honour of the genii by

an amour with a wretched son of mortality: to all which the genie

princess replied, that her remonstrances were vain; she had fixed

her affections, and would rather be torn into a thousand pieces

than desert the object of her heart. The mother upon this finding

the case desperate, and being herself softened by the uncommon

beauty of the youth, who had fallen at her feet, entreating mercy

for his beloved, at length relented, and agreed to sanctify their

loves by her consent to their marriage. It was accordingly

celebrated; and this island, which after the name of the genie

princess was called Tukkalla, was fixed upon for the place of

their residence. Its magnificent palace still remains, after the

lapse of many ages, and is at present in my possession. Here I

hope to meet my only daughter, whom I brought to reside in it

nearly a year ago, to secure her from the attempts of a young

courtier, on whom she had, against my consent, fixed her

affections."

The two viziers now disembarked, and proceeded up the island; but

what was the astonishment and mortification of Ibrahim on

learning, when he arrived at the palace, that his daughter had

escaped, nor had the attendants heard of her since her departure,

though they had repeatedly searched every quarter of the island.

Perceiving among his attendants whom he had left at the palace a

strange young man of pallid countenance, wasted frame, and

melancholy air, the vizier inquired how he had come among them;

and received for reply, that he was a shipwrecked merchant of

Ispahaun, whom they had taken in for the sake of charity. Ibrahim

now requested of the vizier of sultan Dara that he would return

to his master, and inform him of their vain search after Ins al

Wujjood; at the same time desiring him to receive into his suite

the supposed merchant as far as the city of Ispahaun, which lay

in his route. To this the vizier of sultan Dara consented: and

the two ministers having taken a friendly leave of each other

separated, and departed for their several capitals.

The vizier of sultan Dara, in the course of the journey, became

so pleased with the agreeable manners of the supposed merchant,

that he often conversed with him familiarly; and at length the

young man, emboldened by his condescending attention, ventured to

inquire the cause of his travels to regions so distant from his

own country: upon which he was informed of the arrival of the

beautiful Wird al Ikmaum at the court of sultan Dara; of the

compassion of that sultan for her misfortunes; his generous

protection; and his own fruitless mission in search of her lover

Ins al Wujjood. A this happy intelligence, the latter, overcome

with ecstacy, could no longer contain himself, but discovered who

he was; and the vizier was also overjoyed at knowing, when least

expected, that he had found the despaired of object of his long

journey. He embraced the young man, congratulated him upon the

speedy termination of absence from his beloved, and the happy

union which awaited him. He then made him an inmate of his own

tents, supplied him with rich attire, and every necessary

becoming the condition of a person for whose fortunes he knew his

sovereign to be so highly concerned. Ins al Wujjood, now easy in

mind, and renovated by the happy prospects before him, daily

recovered health and strength, so that by the time of their

arrival at the capital of sultan Dara he had regained his

pristine manliness and vigour.

When the vizier waited upon his master the sultan Dara to

communicate his successful commission, the sultan commanded the

youth to his presence. Ins al Wujjood performed the usual

obeisance of kissing the ground before the throne, with the

graceful demeanour of one who had been used to a court. The

sultan graciously returned his salutation, and commanded him to

be seated; after which he requested him to relate his adventures,

which he did in eloquent language, interspersing in his narrative

poetical quotations, and extempore verses applicable to the

various incidents and situations. The sultan was charmed with his

story; and when he had finished its relation, sent for a cauzee

and witnesses to tie the marriage knot between the happy Ins al

Wujjood and the beautiful Wird al Ikmaum; at the same time

dispatching a messenger to announce the celebration of the

nuptials to sultan Shamikh and Ibrahim his vizier, who were

bewailing their supposed irrecoverable losses; one that of his

favourite, and the latter that of his daughter. Sultan Dara

detained the happy couple at his court for some time, after which

he dismissed them with valuable presents to their own country,

which they reached in safety, and were received with the most

heart-felt rejoicings by the sultan and the repentant vizier, who

now recompensed them by his kindness for the former cruelty of

his behaviour towards them; so that in favour with the sultan,

and happy in their own family, the lovers henceforth enjoyed

every earthly felicity, sweetened by the reflection on past

distresses, till the angel of death summoned them to submit to

the final destination of mortality.

THE ADVENTURES OF MAZIN OF KHORASSAUN.

In ancient days there resided in the city of Khorassaun a youth

named Mazin, who, though brought up by his mother, a poor widow,

to the humble occupation of a dyer, was so celebrated for his

personal accomplishments and capacity as to become the admiration

of crowds, who daily flocked to his shop to enjoy the pleasure of

his conversation. This young man was as good as he was able, nor

did flattery take away his humility, or make him dissatisfied

with his laborious occupation, which he followed with industry

unceasing, and maintained his mother and himself decently from

the fruits of his labour. So delicate was his taste in the choice

of colours, that veils, turbans, and vests of Mazin's dyeing were

sought after by all the young and gay of Khorassaun; and many of

the females would often cast a wishful glance at him from under

their veils as they gave him their orders. Mazin, however, was

destined by fate not always to remain a dyer, but for higher

fortunes and surprising adventures.

As he was one day busy in his occupation, a man of Hijjem came to

his shop, and after looking at him earnestly for some moments,

exclaimed, "Alas, that such a noble youth should be confined to

drudge at so mean an employment!" "I thank you, father, for your

compassion," replied Mazin, "but honest industry can never be

disgraceful." "True," said the old man of Hijjem, "yet if

Providence puts affluence and distinction in our way, should we

refuse it?" "By no means," said Mazin; "canst thou point me out

the way to it without making me forfeit my integrity? If so, I

assure thee I am not so fond of my trade but I would be glad to

live at ease in an honest manner without it; for I should like to

enjoy leisure to follow my studies, which have already gained me

some little celebrity." "Son," said the Hijjemmee, "thy wishes

shall be satisfied: thou hast no father, but I will be one to

thee; from this instant I adopt thee as my son. I possess the art

of transmuting common metals into gold: be ready at thy shop

early in the morning, when I will meet thee. Farewell!" Having

thus said, the old man took leave.

Mazin's curiosity and ambition were raised: he shut up his shop

sooner than usual, and returned with a full heart to his mother,

to whom he communicated the offered kindness of the Hijjemmee.

The good woman, after some moments of reflection, said, "Son, I

fear some evil lurks under this apparent kindness, for we live in

wicked days, when men profess more than they mean to do for the

sake of attaining an object; be cautious then, and do not till

thou hast proof of his sincerity regard his office. We have at

present all we want, and what can riches give more?" Mazin agreed

to the propriety of his mother's advice, and promised to be wary.

They ate their usual cheerful meal, and retired to rest; but the

young man could sleep but little, and he longed with impatience

for the morning that was to put him into possession of the art of

transmuting metals into gold.

The morning arrived, and Mazin repaired impatiently to his shop,

where he had soon after the satisfaction of seeing his adopted

father, who came bearing in his hands a crucible. "Welcome, son!"

"Welcome, father!" was the mutual salutation; after which the

Hijjemmee desired Mazin to kindle a fire: he did so, when the old

man inquired of Mazin if he had any old metal, iron, brass,

copper, &c. Mazin produced some pieces of an old pot of the

latter metal, which were put into the crucible. When melted, the

Hijiemmee took from his turban a paper containing powder of a

yellowish hue, which he threw into the crucible, over which he

repeated some cabalistic words while he stirred the melting

metal. At length he took it from the fire, and to his

astonishment Mazin beheld a large lump of pure gold, which the

Hijiemmee desired him to carry to a goldsmith's and get it

exchanged for coin He did did so, and received a handsome sum,

with which he returned to his adopted father.

"Well, my son," said the Hijjemmee, "art thou now convinced of my

skill, and my sincerity in offering to promote thy fortunes?" "I

am," said Mazin, "and am ready to follow wherever thou choosest,

in hopes of learning this invaluable secret" "That shall soon be

thine," replied the transmuter of metals; "I will sup with thee

this evening, and in the privacy of retirement give thee the

necessary instruction." Mazin, overjoyed, immediately shut up his

shop, and with his adopted father repaired to his own house,

where he seated him in his best apartment. He then went to his

mother, desiring that she would go and spend the night at a

neighbour's, shewing her the gold which his broken copper had

procured, as a proof of the sincerity of his new friend. The old

lady no longer doubted upon such evidence, and cheerfully took

leave and departed to a friend's house.

Mazin next went to a cook's shop, from which he returned laden

with every sort of refreshment, nor was wine forgotten, though

forbidden to the faithful. The adopted father and son ate

heartily, at the same time pushing about the spirit-stirring

liquor, till at last Mazin, who had not been used to drink wine,

became intoxicated. The wily magician, for such in fact was his

pretended friend, watching his opportunity, infused into the

goblet of his unsuspecting host a certain potent drug, which

Mazin had scarcely drunk oft, when he fell back upon his cushion

totally insensible, the treacherous wizard tumbled him into a

large chest, and shutting the lid, locked it. He then ransacked

the apartments of the house of every thing portable worth having,

which, with the gold, he put into another chest, then fetching in

porters, he made them take up the chests and follow him to the

seaside, where a vessel waited his orders to sail, and embarked

with the unfortunate Mazin and his plunder. The anchor was

weighed, and the wind being fair, the ship was soon out of sight

of the land.

Mazin's mother early in the morning returning to her house found the

door open, her son missing, and the rooms ransacked of all her

valuables. She gave a loud shriek, tore her hair, beat her bosom, and

threw herself on the ground, crying out for her son, who she thought

must have been murdered by the treacherous magician, against whose

professions she had warned him to be cautious, till the sight of the

transmuted gold had deceived her, as well as the unfortunate victim of

his accursed arts. Some neighbours hearing her lamentations rushed in,

lifted her from the ground, and inquired the cause of her distress;

which, when informed of, they endeavoured to alleviate by every

consolation in their power, but in vain: the afflicted old lady was

not to be comforted. She commanded a tombstone to be raised in the

court-yard, over which she sat night and day bewailing her son, taking

scarcely food sufficient to preserve her miserable existence.

The infidel Hijjemmee, who was a wicked magician and a worshipper

of fire, by name Bharam, hated the true believers, one of whom

annually for several years past he had inveigled by his offers of

instructing in the science of transmuting metals into his power;

and after making him subservient to his purposes in procuring the

ingredients necessary for his art, had treacherously put him to

death, lest the secret should be divulged: such was now his

intention towards the unfortunate Mazin.

On the evening of the second day after the sailing of the vessel,

Bharam thought proper to awaken his victim to a sense of his

misery. He opened the chest, which had been placed in his cabin,

and poured a certain liquid down the throat of Mazin, who

instantly sneezed several times; then opening his eyes, gazed for

some minutes wildly around him. At length, seeing the magician,

observing the sea, and feeling the motion of the ship, his mind

surmised to him the misfortune which had happened; and he guessed

his having fallen into the snares of the treacherous Bharam,

against which his mother had warned him, but in vain. Still,

being a virtuous Mussulmaun, he would not complain against the

decrees of Heaven; and instead of lamentation uttered the

following verse of the sacred Koran: "There is no support or

refuge but from the Almighty, whose we are, and to whom we must

return. Deal gently with me, O my God, in the dictates of thy

omnipotence; and make me resigned under thy chastening, O Lord of

all being."

Having finished the above prayer, Mazin turning humbly towards

his accursed betrayer, said in a supplicating tone, "What hast

thou done, my father? didst thou not promise me enjoyment and

pleasure?" The magician, after striking him, with a scowling and

malignant sneer, exclaimed, "Thou dog! son of a dog! my pleasure

is in thy destruction. Nine and thirty such ill-devoted wretches

as thyself have I already sacrificed, and thou shalt make the

fortieth victim to my enjoyment, unless thou wilt abjure thy

faith, and become, like me, a worshipper of the sacred fire, in

which case thou shalt be my son, and I will teach thee the art of

making gold." "Cursed be thou, thy religion, and thy art,"

exclaimed the enraged Mazin: "God forbid that for the pleasures

of this world I should apostatize from our holy prophet, and give

up the glorious rewards reserved in certain store for his

faithful disciples. Thou mayest indeed destroy my body, but my

soul despises thy torments" "Vile dog!" roared out the now

furious sorcerer, "I will try thy constancy." He then called in

his slaves, who held Mazin on the floor of the cabin while their

abominable master beat him with a knotted whip till he was

covered with a gore of blood, but the resolute youth, instead of

complaining, uttered only prayers to Heaven for divine support

under his pangs, and strength of fortitude to acquire the glory

of martyrdom. At length the magician, exhausted by his cruel

exercise, desisted, and making his slaves load his unfortunate

victim with heavy fetters, chained him down with only a coarse

mat to lie upon in a dark closet, in which was placed some

stinking water and coarse bread, just sufficient to keep up his

miserable existence. Mazin's courage was not to be overcome He

washed his wounds, and comforted himself with the hope that if he

died he should enjoy the blisses of Paradise, or if Providence

had decreed his continuance in life, that the same Providence

would present a mode of relief from his present and future

afflictions. In this assurance he took a little of his wretched

fare, and in spite of the agony of his wounds fell asleep, but

only to awake to fresh misery In the morning he was again

persecuted by his cruel tormentor, who for three months daily

harassed him with blows, with revilings, and every sort of insult

that malice could invent or cruelty devise.

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