People are glad to be assured that an interesting story is true. The
following history was communicated to the writer by a friend, residing
in the East, who had it from the French Consul himself. It reminds one
of the Arabian Nights.
In the year 1836, a Jewish family residing in Algiers were plunged in
the greatest distress by the death of the father. A son, two
daughters, and a mother were by this calamity left almost destitute.
After the funeral, the son, whose name was Ibrahim, sold what little
property there was to realise and gave it to his mother and sisters;
after which, commending them to the charity of a distant relative, he
left Algiers and departed for Tunis, hoping that if he did not find
his fortune, he would at least make a livelihood there.
He presented himself to the French Consul with his papers, and
requested a license as a donkey-driver. This was granted, and Ibrahim
entered the service of a man who let out asses, both for carrying
water and for hire.
Ibrahim was extremely handsome and very graceful in his demeanour;
but, being so poor, his clothes were too ragged for him to be employed
on anything but drudgery that was out of sight. He used to be sent
with water-skins to the meanest parts of the town.
One day, as he was driving his ass laden with water up a narrow
street, he met a cavalcade of women riding (as usual in that country)
upon donkeys covered with sumptuous housings. He drew on one side to
allow them to pass by, but a string of camels coming up at the same
instant, there ensued some confusion. The veil of one of the women
became slightly deranged, and Ibrahim caught sight of a lovely
countenance.
He contrived to ascertain who the lady was and where she lived. She
was Rebecca, the only daughter of a wealthy Jew.
From this time, Ibrahim had but one thought; that of becoming rich
enough to demand Rebecca in marriage. He had already saved up a few
pieces of money; with these he bought himself better clothes, and he
was now sometimes sent to conduct the donkeys hired out for riding.
It so chanced, that one of his first expeditions was to take Rebecca
and her attendants to a mercer’s shop. Either from accident or
coquetry, Rebecca’s veil became again deranged, and again Ibrahim
beheld the heavenly face beneath it. Ibrahim’s appearance, and his
look of burning passionate love, did not displease the young Jewess.
He frequently attended her on her excursions, and he was often
permitted to see beneath the veil.
Ibrahim deprived himself almost of the necessaries of life, and at
length saved enough money to purchase an ass of his own. By degrees he
was able to buy more, and became a master employing boys under him.
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