Children's stories, English; Fairy tales; Short stories, English
‘There is a chamber in the palace that has eight walls of red porphyry,
and a brass-sealed ceiling hung with lamps. The Emperor touched one of
the walls and it opened, and we passed down a corridor that was lit with
many torches. In niches upon each side stood great wine-jars filled to
the brim with silver pieces. When we reached the centre of the corridor
the Emperor spake the word that may not be spoken, and a granite door
swung back on a secret spring, and he put his hands before his face lest
his eyes should be dazzled.
‘Thou couldst not believe how marvellous a place it was. There were huge
tortoise-shells full of pearls, and hollowed moonstones of great size
piled up with red rubies. The gold was stored in coffers of
elephant-hide, and the gold-dust in leather bottles. There were opals
and sapphires, the former in cups of crystal, and the latter in cups of
jade. Round green emeralds were ranged in order upon thin plates of
ivory, and in one corner were silk bags filled, some with
turquoise-stones, and others with beryls. The ivory horns were heaped
with purple amethysts, and the horns of brass with chalcedonies and
sards. The pillars, which were of cedar, were hung with strings of
yellow lynx-stones. In the flat oval shields there were carbuncles, both
wine-coloured and coloured like grass. And yet I have told thee but a
tithe of what was there.
‘And when the Emperor had taken away his hands from before his face he
said to me: “This is my house of treasure, and half that is in it is
thine, even as I promised to thee. And I will give thee camels and camel
drivers, and they shall do thy bidding and take thy share of the treasure
to whatever part of the world thou desirest to go. And the thing shall
be done to-night, for I would not that the Sun, who is my father, should
see that there is in my city a man whom I cannot slay.”
‘But I answered him, “The gold that is here is thine, and the silver also
is thine, and thine are the precious jewels and the things of price. As
for me, I have no need of these. Nor shall I take aught from thee but
that little ring that thou wearest on the finger of thy hand.”
‘And the Emperor frowned. “It is but a ring of lead,” he cried, “nor has
it any value. Therefore take thy half of the treasure and go from my
city.”
‘“Nay,” I answered, “but I will take nought but that leaden ring, for I
know what is written within it, and for what purpose.”
‘And the Emperor trembled, and besought me and said, “Take all the
treasure and go from my city. The half that is mine shall be thine
also.”
‘And I did a strange thing, but what I did matters not, for in a cave
that is but a day’s journey from this place have, I hidden the Ring of
Riches. It is but a day’s journey from this place, and it waits for thy
coming. He who has this Ring is richer than all the kings of the world.
Come therefore and take it, and the world’s riches shall be thine.’
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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