The Tale of the Simpleton Husband.[FN#371]

There was once in olden time a foolish man and an ignorant, who

had abounding wealth, and his wife was a beautiful woman, who

loved a handsome youth. The Cicisbeo used to watch for her

husband's absence and come to her, and on this wise he abode a

long while. One day of the days, as the woman was closeted with

her lover, he said to her, "O my lady and my beloved, an thou

desire me and love me, give me possession of thy person and,

satisfy my need in the presence of thy husband; otherwise I will

never again come to thee nor draw near thee while I live my

life." Now she loved him with exceeding love and could not suffer

his separation an hour nor could endure to anger him; so, when

she heard his words, she said to him, "Bismillah, so be it, in

Allah's name, O my darling and coolth of mine eyes: may he not

live who would vex thee!" Quoth he, "To-day?" and quoth she,

"Yes, by thy life," and made an appointment with him for this.

When her husband came home, she said to him, "I want to go

a-pleasuring," and he said, "With all my heart." So he went, till

he came to a goodly place, abounding in vines and water, whither

he carried her and pitched her a tent by the side of a tall tree;

and she betook herself to a place alongside the tent and made her

there a Sardáb, in which she hid her lover. Then said she to her

husband, "I want to climb this tree;"[FN#372] and he said, "Do

so." So she clomb it and when she came to the tree-top, she cried

out and slapped her face, saying, "O thou lecher, are these thy

lewd ways? Thou swarest faith to me, and thou liedest." And she

repeated her speech twice and thrice. Then she came down from the

tree and rent her raiment and said, "O lecher, an these be thy

dealings with me before my eyes, how dost thou when thou art

absent from me?" Quoth he, "What aileth thee?" and quoth she, "I

saw thee futter the woman before my very eyes." Cried he, "Not

so, by Allah! But hold thy peace till I go up and see." So he

clomb the tree and no sooner did he begin to do so than out came

the lover from his hiding-place and taking the woman by the legs,

fell to shagging her. When the husband came to the top of the

tree, he looked and beheld a man futtering his wife; so he called

out, "O whore, what doings are these?" and he made haste to come

down from the tree to the ground. But meanwhile the lover had

returned to his hiding-place and his wife asked him, "What sawest

thou?" and he answered, "I saw a man shag thee;" but she said,

"Thou liest; thou sawest naught and sayst this only by way of

phantasy." The same they did three several times, and every time

he clomb the tree the lover came up out of the underground place

and mounted her, whilst her husband looked on and she still said,

"Seest thou aught, O liar?" "Yes," would he answer, and came down

in haste, but saw no one and she said to him, "By my life, look

and speak naught but sooth!" Then he cried to her, "Arise, let us

depart this place, for 'tis full of Jinn and Marids."[FN#373]

Accordingly, they returned to their house and nighted there, and

the man arose in the morning, assured that this was all but

phantasy and fascination. And so the lover won his wicked will.

"Nor, O king of the age," continued the Wazir, "is this stranger

than the story of the King and the Tither." When the king heard

this from the Minister, he bade him go away, and he went.

The Tenth Night of the Month.

When it was eventide, the king summoned the Wazir and sought of

him the story of the King and the Tither, and he said, "Hear, O

king,

The Tale of the Unjust King and the Tither.

There was once a king of the kings of the earth, who dwelt in a

flourishing city, abounding in good; but he wronged its people

and entreated them foully, so that he ruined the city; and he was

named naught else but tyrant and oppressor. Now he was wont,

whenas he heard of a violent man in another land, to send after

him and lure him with lucre to take service with him; and there

was a certain Tither, who exceeded all other Tithers in

oppression of the people and foul dealing. So the king sent after

him and when he stood before him, he found him a man of mighty

fine presence and said to him, "Thou hast been described to me,

but I see thou surpassest the description. Set out to me some of

thy doings and sayings, so I may be dispensed therewith from

enquiring into the whole of thy case." Answered the other, "With

all my heart! Know, O King, that I oppress the folk and people

the land, whilst other than I ruineth it and peopleth it not."

Now the king was leaning back: but presently he sat upright and

said, "Tell me of this." The Tither replied, "'Tis well: I go to

the man whom I purpose to tithe and cozen him and feign to be

busied with certain business, so that I seclude myself therewith

from the people; and meanwhile the man is squeezed with the

foulest of extortion, till naught of money is left him. Then I

appear and they come in to me and questions arise concerning him

and I say, 'Indeed, I was ordered worse than this, for some one

(may Allah curse him!) hath slandered him to the king.' Presently

I take half of his good and return him the rest publicly before

the folk and dismiss him to his house, in all honour and worship,

and he garreth the money returned be carried before him, whilst

he blesseth me and all who are with him also bless me. So is it

bruited abroad in the city that I have restored to him his monies

and he himself notifieth the like, to the intent that he may have

a claim on me for the favour due to those who praise me. On this

wise I keep half his property. Then I seem to forget him till the

year[FN#374] hath passed over him, when I send for him and recall

to him somewhat of that which hath befallen aforetime and require

of him somewhat of money in secret; accordingly he doth this and

hasteneth to his house and forwardeth whatso I bid him, with a

contented heart. Then I send to another man, between whom and the

first is enmity, and lay hands upon him and feign to the other

man that it is he who hath slandered him to the king and hath

taken the half of his good; and the people praise me."[FN#375]

The King wondered at this and at his wily dealing and clever

contrivance and made him controller of all his affairs and of his

kingdom and the land was placed under his governance, and he said

to him, "Take and people." [FN#376] One day, the Tither went out

and saw an old man, a woodcutter, and with him wood; so he said

to him, "Pay a dirham tithe for thy load." Quoth the Shaykh,

"Behold, thou killest me and killest my family;" and quoth the

Tither, "What? Who killeth the folk?" And the oldster answered,

"An thou let me enter the city, I shall there sell the load for

three dirhams, whereof I will give thee one and buy with the

other two silvers what will support my family; but, an thou press

me for the tithe outside the city, the load will sell but for one

dirham and thou wilt take it and I shall abide without food, I

and my family. Indeed, thou and I in this circumstance are like

unto David and Solomon (on the twain be the Peace!)" "How so?"

asked the Tither, and the woodcutter answered, "Do thou hear

The Story of David and Solomon.

Certain husbandmen once made complaint to David (on whom be the

Peace!) against some sheep-owners, whose flocks had come down

upon their crops by night and had devoured them, and he bade

value the crops and that the shepherds should make good the

damage. But Solomon (on whom be the Peace!) rose and said, "Nay,

but let the sheep be delivered to the husbandmen, so they may

take their milk and wool, till they have recouped the value of

their crops; then let the sheep return to their owners."

Accordingly David reversed his own decision and caused execute

that of Solomon; yet was David no oppressor; but Solomon's

judgment was the juster and he showed himself therein better

versed in jurisprudence and Holy Law.[FN#377] When the Tither

heard the old man's speech, he felt ruthful and said to him, "O

Shaykh, I make thee a gift of that which is due from thee, and do

thou cleave to me and leave me not, so haply I may get of thee

gain which shall do away from me my wrongousness and guide me on

the path of righteousness." So the old man followed him, and

there met him another with a load of wood. Quoth the Tither to

him, "Pay me that which thou owest me;" and quoth he, "Have

patience with me till to-morrow, for I owe the hire of a house,

and I will sell another load of fuel and pay thee two days'

tithe." But he refused him this and the Shaykh said to him, "An

thou constrain him unto this, thou wilt compel him quit thy

country, because he is a stranger here and hath no domicile; and

if he remove on account of one dirham, thou wilt forfeit of him

three hundred and sixty dirhams a year.[FN#378] Thus wilt thou

lose the mickle in keeping the little." Quoth the Tither,

"Verily[FN#379] will I give him a dirham every month to the rent

of his lodging." Then he went on and presently there met him a

third woodcutter and he said to him, "Pay thy due;" but he said,

"I will pay thee a dirham, when I enter the city; or take of me

four dániks[FN#380] now." Quoth the Tither, "I will not do it,"

but the Shaykh said to him, "Take of him the four daniks

presently, for 'tis easy to take and hard to give back."

Exclaimed the Tither, "By Allah 'tis good!" and he arose and hied

on, crying out at the top of his voice and saying, "I have no

power this day to do evil."[FN#381] Then he doffed his dress and

went forth wandering at a venture, repenting unto his Lord. "Nor"

(continued the Wazir), "is this story stranger than that of the

Robber who believed the Woman and sought refuge with Allah

against falling in with her like, by reason of her cunning

contrivance for herself." When the king heard this, he said to

himself, "Since the Tither repented, in consequence of the

woodcutter's warnings, it behoveth I leave this Wazir on life so

I may hear the story of the Robber and the Woman." And he bade

Al-Rahwan return to his lodging.

The Eleventh Night of the Month.

When the evening came and the king had taken his seat, he

summoned the Wazir and required of him the story of the Robber

and the Woman. Quoth the Minister, "Hear, O king,

The Tale of the Robber and the Woman.

A certain Robber was a cunning workman and used not to steal

aught, till he had wasted all that was with him; moreover, he

stole not from his neighbours, neither companied with any of the

thieves, for fear lest some one should betray him, and his case

become public. After this fashion he abode a great while, in

flourishing condition, and his secret was concealed, till

Almighty Allah decreed that he broke in upon a beggar, a poor man

whom he deemed rich. When he gained access to the house, he found

naught, whereat he was wroth, and necessity prompted him to wake

that man, who lay asleep alongside of his wife. So he aroused him

and said to him, "Show me thy treasure." Now he had no treasure

to show; but the Robber believed him not and was instant upon him

with threats and blows. When he saw that he got no profit of him,

he said to him, "Swear by the oath of divorce[FN#382] from thy

wife that thou hast nothing." So he sware and his wife said to

him, "Fie on thee! Wilt thou divorce me? Is not the hoard buried

in yonder chamber?" Then she turned to the Robber and conjured

him to be weightier of blows upon her husband, till he should

deliver to him the treasure, anent which he had forsworn himself.

So he drubbed him with a grievous drubbing, till he carried him

to a certain chamber, wherein she signed to him that the hoard

was and that he should take it up. So the Robber entered, he and

the husband; and when they were both in the chamber, she locked

on them the door, which was a stout and strong, and said to the

Robber, "Woe to thee, O fool! Thou hast fallen into the trap and

now I have but to cry out and the officers of police will come

and take thee and thou wilt lose thy life, O Satan!" Quoth he,

"Let me go forth;" and quoth she, "Thou art a man and I am a

woman; and in thy hand is a knife, and I am afraid of thee." He

cried, "Take the knife from me." So she took it and said to her

husband, "Art thou a woman and he a man? Pain his neck-nape with

tunding, even as he tunded thee; and if he put out his hand to

thee, I will cry out a single cry and the policemen will come and

take him and hew him in two." So the husband said to him, "O

thousand-horned,[FN#383] O dog, O dodger, I owe thee a

deposit[FN#384] wherefor thou hast dunned me." And he fell to

bashing him grievously with a stick of holm-oak,[FN#385] whilst

he called out to the woman for help and prayed her to deliver

him: but she said, "Keep thy place till the morning, and thou

shalt see queer things." And her husband beat him within the

chamber, till he killed[FN#386] him and he swooned away. Then he

left beating him and when the Robber came to himself, the woman

said to her husband, "O man, this house is on hire and we owe its

owners much money, and we have naught; so how wilt thou do?" And

she went on to bespeak him thus. The Robber asked "And what is

the amount of the rent?" 'The husband answered, "'Twill be eighty

dirhams;" and the thief said, "I will pay this for thee and do

thou let me go my way." Then the wife enquired, "O man, how much

do we owe the baker and the greengrocer?" Quoth the Robber, "What

is the sum of this?" And the husband said, "Sixty dirhams."

Rejoined the other, "That makes two hundred dirhams; let me go my

way and I will pay them." But the wife said, O my dear, and the

girl groweth up and needs must we marry her and equip her and do

what else is needful." So the Robber said to the husband, "How

much dost thou want?" and he rejoined, "An hundred dirhams in a

modest way."[FN#387] Quoth the Robber, "That maketh three hundred

dirhams." Then the woman said, "O my dear, when the girl is

married, thou wilt need money for winter expenses, charcoal and

firewood and other necessaries." The Robber asked "What wouldst

thou have?" And she answered, "An hundred dirhams." He rejoined,

"Be it four hundred dirhams." And she continued, "O my dear and O

coolth of mine eyes, needs must my husband have capital in

hand,[FN#388] wherewith he may buy goods and open him a shop."

Said he, "How much will that be?" And she, "An hundred dirhams."

Quoth the Robber, "That maketh five hundred dirhams; I will pay

it; but may I be triply divorced from my wife if all my

possessions amount to more than this, and they be the savings of

twenty years! Let me go my way, so I may deliver them to thee."

Cried she, "O fool, how shall I let thee go thy way? Utterly

impossible! Be pleased to give me a right token."[FN#389] So he

gave her a token for his wife and she cried out to her young

daughter and said to her, "Keep this door." Then she charge her

husband to watch over the Robber, till she should return, and

repairing to his wife, acquainted her with his case and told her

that her husband the thief had been taken and had compounded for

his release, at the price of seven hundred dirhams, and named to

her the token. Accordingly, she gave her the money and she took

it and returned to her house. By this time, the dawn had dawned;

so she let the thief go his way, and when he went out, she said

to him, "O my dear, when shall I see thee come and take the

treasure?" And he, "O indebted one,[FN#390] when thou needest

other seven hundred dirhams, wherewith to amend thy case and that

of thy children and to pay thy debts." And he went out, hardly

believing in his deliverance from her. "Nor," continued the

Wazir, "is this stranger than the story of the Three Men and our

Lord Ísà." So the king bade him hie to his own home.

The Twelfth Night of the Month.

When it was eventide, the king summoned the Minister and bade him

tell the promised tale. He replied, "Hearing and obeying. Give

ear, O glorious king, to

The Tale of the Three Men and our Lord Isa.

Three men once went out questing treasure and came upon a nugget

of gold, weighing fifty maunds.[FN#391] When they saw it, they

took it up on their shoulders and carried it till they drew near

a certain city, when one of them said, "Let us sit in the

cathedral-mosque,[FN#392] whilst one of us shall go and buy us

what we may eat." So they sat down in the mosque and one of them

arose and entered the city. When he came therein, his soul

prompted him to false his two fellows and get the gold to himself

alone. Accordingly, he bought food and poisoned it: but, when he

returned to his comrades, they sprang upon him and slew him, in

order that they might enjoy the gold without him. Then they ate

of the poisoned food and died, and the gold lay cast down over

against them. Presently, Ísà bin Maryam (on whom be the Peace!)

passed by and seeing this, besought Allah Almighty for tidings of

their case; so He told him what had betided them, whereat great

was his surprise and he related to his disciples[FN#393] what he

had seen. Quoth one of them, "O Spirit of Allah,[FN#394] naught

resembleth this but my own adventure." Quoth Isa, "How so?" and

the other began to tell

The Disciple's Story.

Once I was in such a city, where I hid a thousand dirhams in a

monastery. After a while, I went thither and taking the money,

bound it about my waist. Then I set out to return and when I came

to the Sahará[FN#395]-waste, the carrying of the money was heavy

upon me. Presently, I espied a horseman pushing on after me; so I

waited till he came up and said to him, "O rider, carry this

money for me and earn reward and recompense in Heaven." Said he,

"No, I will not do it, for I should tire myself and tire out my

horse." Then he went on but, before he had gone far, he said in

his mind, "An I take up the money and put my steed to speed and

devance him, how shall he overtake me?" And I also said in my

mind, "Verily, I erred; for, had he taken the money and made off,

what could I have done?" Then he turned back to me and cried to

me, "Hand over the money, that I may carry it for thee." But I

replied to him, "That which hath occurred to thy mind hath

occurred to mine also; so go thou and go safe." Quoth Isa (on

whom be the Peace!), "Had these done prudently, they had taken

thought for themselves; but they unheeded the issues of events;

for that whoso acteth cautiously is safe and winneth his wish,

and whoso neglecteth precaution is lost and repenteth."[FN#396]

"Nor," continued the Wazir, "is this stranger or rarer than the

story of the King, whose kingdom was restored to him and his

wealth, after he had become poor, possessing not a single

dirham." When the king heard this, he said in himself, "How like

is this to my own story in the matter of the Minister and his

slaughter! Had I not used deliberation, I had done him dead." And

he bade AlRahwan hie to his own home.

The Thirteenth Night of the Month.

When the even evened, the king sent for the Wazir to his

sitting-chamber and bade him tell the promised tale. So he said,

"Hearkening and obedience. They relate, O king,

The Tale of the Dethroned Ruler Whose Reign and Wealth

Were Restored to Him.

There was once, in a city of the cities of Al-Hind, a just king

and a beneficent, and he had a Wazir, a man of understanding,

upright in his rede, and praiseworthy in his policy, a Minister

in whose hand was the handling of all the affairs of the realm;

for he was firmly based on the Sultan's favour and high in esteem

with the folk of his time, and the king set great store by him

and entrusted himself to him in all his transactions, by reason

of his excellent management of the lieges, and he had

guards[FN#397] who were content with him and grateful to him. Now

that king had a brother, who envied him and would lief have taken

his place; and when he was a-weary of looking for his death and

the term of his life seemed distant, he took counsel with certain

of his partisans and they said, "The Minister is the monarch's

counsellor and but for this Wazir the king were kingdomless." So

the pretender cast about for the ruin of the defender, but could

find no means of furthering his design; and when the affair grew

longsome upon him, he said to his wife, "What deemest thou will

gar us gain herein?" "What is it?" "I mean in the matter of

yonder Minister, who inciteth my brother to worship with all his

might and biddeth him unto devoutness, and indeed the king doteth

upon his counsel and stablisheth him governor of all monies and

matters." "True; but how shall we devise with him?" "I have a

device, so thou wilt help me in that which I shall say to thee."

"Thou shalt have my help in whatsoever thou desirest." "I mean to

dig him a pit in the vestibule and conceal it artfully."

Accordingly, he did this, and when it was night, he covered the

pit with a light covering, so that, when the Wazir trod upon it,

it would give way under his tread. Then he sent to him and

summoned him to the Court in the king's name, and the messenger

bade him enter by the private wicket-way. So he came in alone,

and when he stepped upon the covering of the pit, it caved in

with him and he fell to the bottom; whereupon the king's brother

fell to pelting him with stones. When the Minister beheld what

had betided him he gave himself up for lost; so he stirred not

for a while and lay still. The Prince, seeing him make no sign,

deemed him dead; so he took him forth and wrapping him up in his

robes, cast him into the surges of the sea in the middle night.

When the Wazir felt the water, he awoke from the swoon and swam

for an hour or so, till a ship passed by him, whereupon he

shouted to the sailors and they took him up. Now when the morning

morrowed, the people went seeking for him, but found him not; and

the king learning this, was perplexed concerning his affair and

abode unknowing whatso he should do. Then he sought for a

Minister to stand in his stead, and the king's brother said, "I

have for Wazir an efficient man." Said the king, "Bring him to

me." So he brought him a man, whom he set at the head of affairs;

but he seized upon the kingdom and threw the king in fetters and

made his brother king in lieu of him. The new ruler gave himself

up to all manner of frowardness, whereat the folk murmured and

his Minister said to him, "I fear lest the Hindians take the old

king and restore him to the kingship and we both come to ruin:

so, if we seize him and cast him into the sea, we shall be at

rest from him; and we will publish among the folk that he is

dead." And they, agreeing upon this, took him up and carrying him

out to sea, cast him in. When he felt the water, he struck out,

and ceased not swimming till he landed upon an island, where he

tarried five days finding nothing which he might eat or drink;

but, on the sixth day, when he despaired of his life, behold,

there passed a ship; so he made signals to the crew and they came

and took him up and fared on with him to an inhabited country,

where they set him ashore, mother-naked as he was. There, seeing

a man seeding, he sought guidance of him and the husbandman

asked, "Art thou a foreigner?" "Yes," answered the king and sat

with him and they talked. The peasant found him clever and

quick-witted and said to him, "An thou beheld a comrade of mine,

thou wouldst see him the like of what I see thee, for his case is

even as thy case, and he is at this present my friend." Quoth the

king, "Verily, thou makest me long to look at him. Canst thou not

bring us together, me and him?" Quoth the husbandman, "With joy

and goodly gree;" and the king sat with him till he had made an

end of his seeding, when he carried him to his homestead and

brought him in company with the other stranger, and behold it was

his Wazir. When each saw other, the twain wept and embraced, and

the sower wept for their weeping; but the king hid their affair

and said to him, "This man is from my mother-land and he is as my

brother." So they homed with the husbandman and helped him for a

hire, wherewith they supported themselves a long spell.

Meanwhile, they sought news of their patrial stead and learned

that which its people suffered of straitness and severity. One

day there came a ship and in it a merchant from their own

country, who knew them and rejoiced in them with joy exceeding

and clad them in goodly clothing. He also acquainted them with

the manner of the treachery that had been practised upon them,

and counselled them to return to their own land, they and he with

whom they had made friends,[FN#398] assuring them that Almighty

Allah would restore them to their former rank. So the king

returned and the folk joined themselves to him and he fell upon

his brother and his Wazir and took them and threw them into jail.

Then he sat down again upon the throne of his kingship, whilst

the Minister stood between his hands and they returned to their

former estate, but they had naught of worldly wealth. Presently

the king said to his Wazir, "How shall we continue tarrying in

this city, and we thus poorly conditioned?" and he answered, "Be

at thine ease and have no concern." Then he singled out one of

the soldiers[FN#399] and said to him, "Send us thy

service[FN#400] for the year." Now there were in the city fifty

thousand subjects[FN#401] and in the hamlets and villages[FN#402]

a like number; and the Minister sent to each of these, saying,

"Let each and every of you get an egg and set it under a hen."

They did this and it was neither burden nor grievance to them;

and when twenty days had passed by, each egg was hatched, and the

Wazir bade them pair the chickens, male with female, and rear

them well. They did accordingly and it was found a charge unto no

one. Then they waited for them awhile and after this the Minister

asked of the chickens and was answered that they were become

fowls. Furthermore, they brought him all their eggs and he bade

set them; and after twenty days there were hatched from each pair

of them thirty or five-and-twenty or fifteen chickens at the

least. The Wazir bade note against each man the number of

chickens which pertained to him, and after two months, he took

the old partlets and the cockerels, and there came to him from

each man some half a score, and he left the young partlets with

them. Even so he sent to the country folk and let the cocks

remain with them. Thus he got him whole broods of young poultry

and appropriated to himself the sale of the fowls, and on this

wise he gained for him, in the course of a year, that which the

kingly estate required of the King, and his affairs were set

right for him by the cunning contrivance of the Minister. And he

caused the country to thrive and dealt justly by his subjects and

returned to them all that he took from them and lived a grateful

and prosperous life. Thus right counsel and prudence are better

than wealth, for that understanding profiteth at all times and

seasons. "Nor," continued the Wazir, "is this stranger than the

story of the Man whose caution slew him." When the king heard the

words of his Wazir, he wondered with the uttermost wonder and

bade him retire to his lodging.

The Fourteenth Night of the Month.

When the Minister returned to the presence, the King sought of him

the story of the Man whose caution slew him and he said, "Hear, O

auspicious King,

The Tale of the Man whose Caution Slew Him.

There was once a man who was cautious exceedingly concerning

himself, and he set out one day on a journey to a land abounding

in wild beasts. The caravan wherewith he fared came by night to

the gate of a city; but the warders would not open to them, for

there were lions there; so they nighted without the walls. Now

that man, of the excess of his caution, could not determine a

place wherein he should pass the night, for fear of the wild

beasts and reptiles; so he went about seeking an empty stead

wherein he might lie. At last, as there was a ruined building

hard by, he climbed up on to a high wall and ceased not

clambering hither and thither, of the excess of his carefulness,

till his feet betrayed him and he slipped and fell to the bottom

and died, whilst his companions arose in the morning safe and

sound. Now, had he overmastered his wrongous rede and had he

submitted himself to Fate and Fortune, it had been safer and

better for him; but he made light of the folk and belittled their

wit and was not content to take example by them; for his soul

whispered him that he was a man of wits and he fancied that, an

he abode with them, he would perish; so his folly cast him into

perdition. "Nor," continued the Wazir, "is this stranger than the

story of the Man who was lavish of his house and his provision to

one he knew not." When the King heard this, he said, "I will not

separate myself from the folk and slay my Minister." And he bade

him hie to his own house.

The Fifteenth Night of the Month.

When the evening evened, the King bade fetch the Wazir and

required of him the story. So he said, "Hear, O King,

The Tale of the Man who was Lavish of his House and his

Provision to One Whom He Knew Not.

There was once an Arab of high rank and noble presence, a model

of magnanimity and exalted generosity, and he had brethren, with

whom he consorted and caroused, and they were wont to assemble by

rotation at one another's homes. When it came to his turn, he gat

ready in his house all manner goodly meats and pleasant and

dainty drinks and the fairest flowers and the finest fruits, and

he provided all kinds of instruments of music and store of

wondrous dictes and marvellous stories and pleasant instances and

histories and witty anecdotes and verses and what not else, for

there was none among those with whom he was wont to company but

enjoyed this in every goodly fashion, and the entertainment he

had provided contained all whereof each had need. Then he sallied

forth in quest of his friends, and went round about the city, so

he might assemble them; but found none of them at home. Now in

that town was a man of pleasant conversation and large

generosity, a merchant of condition, young of years and bright of

blee, who had come to that place from his own country with

merchandise in great store and wealth galore. He took up his

abode therein and the town was pleasant to him and he was large

in lavishing, so that he came to the end of all this wealth and

there remained in his hand naught save what was upon him of

raiment. So he left the lodging which had homed him in the days

of his prosperity; after he had wasted that which was therein of

furniture, and fell to finding refuge in the houses of the

townsfolk from night to night. One day, as he went wandering

about the streets, he beheld a woman of the uttermost beauty and

loveliness, and what he saw of her charms amazed him and there

happened to him what made him forget his sorry plight. She

accosted him and jested with him and he besought her of union and

intimacy; so she consented to this and said to him, "Let us go to

thy lodging." Herewith he repented and was perplexed concerning

his procedure and grieved for that which must escape him of her

company by reason of the straitness of his hand, for that he had

not a whit of spending-money. But he was ashamed to say "No,"

after he had sued and wooed her; wherefore he went on before her,

bethinking him how he should rid himself of her and seeking some

excuse which he might put off on her, and gave not over going

from street to street, till he entered one that had no issue and

saw, at the farther end, a door, whereon was a padlock.[FN#403]

Then said he to her, "Do thou excuse me, for my lad hath locked

the door and how shall we open it?" Said she, "O my lord, the

padlock is worth only some ten dirhams;" and presently she tucked

up her sleeves from forearms as they were crystal and taking a

stone, smote the padlock and broke it; and, opening the door,

said to him, "Enter, O my lord." Accordingly he went in,

committing his affair to Allah (to whom belong Honour and Glory),

and she entered after him and locked the door from within. They

found themselves in a pleasant house, collecting all good and

gladness; and the young man fared forwards, till he came to the

sitting-chamber, and, behold, it was furnished with the finest of

furniture as hath before been set out.[FN#404] He seated himself

and leant upon a cushion, whilst she put out her hand to her veil

and doffed it. Then she threw off her heavy outer clothes till

she was clad in the thinnest which showed her charms, whereupon

the young man embraced her and kissed her and enjoyed her; after

which they washed with the Ghusl-ablution and returned to their

place and he said to her, "Know that I have little knowledge of

what goeth on in my own house, for that I trust to my servant: so

arise thou and see what the lad hath made ready in the kitchen."

Accordingly, she arose and going down into the kitchen, saw

cooking pots over the fire, wherein were all manner of dainty

viands, and firstsbread[FN#405] and fresh almond cakes.[FN#406]

So she set bread on a dish and ladled out what she would from the

pots and brought it to him. They ate and drank and played and

made merry a while of the day; and as they were thus engaged,

suddenly up came the master of the house, with his friends, whom

he had brought with him, that they might converse together, as of

wont. He saw the door opened and knocked a light knock, saying to

his company, "Have patience with me, for some of my family are

come to visit me: wherefore excuse belongeth first to Allah

Almighty, and then to you."[FN#407] So they farewelled him and

fared their ways, whilst he rapped another light rap at the door.

When the young man heard this, he changed colour and the woman

said to him, "Methinks thy lad hath returned." He answered,

"Yes;" and she arose and opening the door to the master of the

house, said to him, "Where hast thou been? Indeed, thy master is

angry with thee!" and he said, "O my lady, I have not been save

about his business." Then he girt his waist with a kerchief and

entering, saluted the young merchant, who said to him, "Where

hast thou been?" Quoth he, "I have done thine errands;" and quoth

the youth, "Go and eat and come hither and drink." So he went

away, as he bade him, and ate; then he washed hands and returning

to the sitting-room, sat down on the carpet and fell to talking

with them; whereupon the young merchant's heart was heartened and

his breast broadened and he applied himself to pleasure. They

were in all joyance of life and the most abounding pleasance till

a third part of the night was past, when the house-master arose,

and spreading them a bed, invited them to take their rest. So

they lay down and the youth wide awake, pondering their affair

till daybreak, when the woman roused herself from sleep and said

to her companion, "I wish to go." He farewelled her and she

departed; whereupon the master of the house followed her with a

purse of silver and gave it to her, saying, "Blame not my lord,"

and made his excuse to her for his master. Then he returned to

the youth and said to him, "Arise and come to the

Hammam;"[FN#408] and he fell to shampooing his hands and feet,

whilst the youth called down blessings on him and said "O my

lord, who art thou? Methinks there is not in the world the like

of thee; no, nor a pleasanter in thy disposition." Then each of

the twain acquainted the other with his case and condition and

they went to the bath; after which the master of the house

conjured the young merchant to return with him and summoned his

friends. So they ate and drank and he told them the tale,

wherefore they thanked the house-master and praised him; and

their friendship was complete while the young merchant abode in

the town, till Allah made easy to him a means of travel,

whereupon they farewelled him and he departed; and this is the

end of his tale. "Nor," continued the Wazir, "O king of the age,

is this stranger than the story of the Richard who lost his

wealth and his wit." When the king heard the Minister's story, it

pleased him and he bade him hie to his home.

The Sixteenth Night of the Month.

When the evening evened, the King sat in his sitting-chamber and

sending for his Wazir, bade him relate the story of the Wealthy

Man who lost his wealth and his wit. So he said, "Hear, O King,

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