He had obtained great wealth by the aid of the curious lamp he had found
in the most marvelous manner, but which is of small importance in
comparison with what I am about to relate; and he so considered it, for
he gave the lamp to a beggar when he had secured the talisman which is
the subject of this sketch.
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Then be it remembered that in the land of the Sapphires and Diamonds
there lived a princess of such matchless beauty no man had yet looked
upon her and survived the fire of the love which was instantaneously
engendered within his breast; for he could sleep neither by day nor by
night, nor could he eat or drink, but could think of nothing but this
lovely princess. And the final end of each was the final end of all,
which was by kissing the princess on the lips, for so cold was she the
chilling shock to the burning heart produced instant death.
It was the serious desire of this princess when she became queen to wed,
and so great was her disappointment at the death of each and every
suitor she offered her realm to the man who should survive her kiss.
It so happened upon the publication of that information in the daily
papers of the kingdom, the number of dead bodies in the queen’s palace
became so great she could not move from where she stood, and suitors
were not permitted to make the attempt for the space of six months, it
requiring that time to remove and properly bury the dead, which were men
of valor and renown, and their deaths were much deplored. No war had
ever destroyed so many mighty warriors and statesmen and poets and
clergymen and priests and common men in the history of the world.
It was about the end of the six months that my forefather entered the
kingdom and became possessed of this information.
Being at the age when all the fires of existence are strong and steady,
he would have at once entered the lists had he not been awakened one
dark night by the moaning of the wind. Being well versed in the language
of the breezes he accurately read the message and without loss of time
took to his horse and sped over the mountains. He traveled steadily
onward for several days, all the while rising high and higher.
But one gigantic peak remained to be scaled, when his progress was
stopped by the great body of a terrible serpent so large in
circumference it would have taken years to have built a bridge across
it, as it extended several times around the peak.
This serpent my ancestor knew to be the genii which stood guard over the
treasure of which he was in search. So, leaving his horse, he crept
stealthily along until he found the monster’s head and it was sound
asleep. He took from his pouch two large burning glasses and calculated
the distance with such nicety the fire of the sun consumed both its eyes
instantly. So great was its pain it uncoiled itself from about the
mountain and rushed off into the valley, not knowing whither it went.
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