So Fatma was married to Abdul. But neither she nor any other ever knew
that the iron casket connected with her young lord's rise and power
was empty. The Caliph advised his son-in-law to maintain the deepest
silence as to the absence of the magic jewels.
In the fifth year of their wedded life the Caliph, feeling the weight
of advancing years, abdicated in Abdul Kassim's favour, so the verse
on the casket was fulfilled, and Abdul Kassim reigned many, many years
over Bagdad, the best and wisest ruler who had ever ascended the
throne. Allah's name be praised!
_The Knights of the Fish_
Once upon a time there was a poor cobbler, who, being unable to live
by mending shoes, determined to buy a net and turn fisherman. He went
a-fishing for several days, but could draw up nothing in his net but
old boots and shoes, though few enough of them could he get hold of
when he was a cobbler. At last he thought:
"This is the very last day I will go fishing. If I catch nothing I
will go and hang myself."
He cast his net, and this time he found a fine fish in it. When he had
taken the fish in his hand, it opened its mouth and said to him:
"Take me home to your house; cut me in six pieces and stew me with
salt and pepper, cinnamon and cloves, laurel leaves and mint. Give two
of the pieces to your wife, two to your mare, and the other two to the
plant in the garden."
The cobbler did exactly what the fish had told him to do, such was the
faith he had in its words. And he was duly rewarded, for several
months afterward his wife presented him with two fine boys, and his
mare with two colts, whilst the plant in his garden grew two lances
which, instead of flowers, bore two shields, on which were to be seen
a silver fish on an azure ground.
Everything went on so prosperously that in course of time, one fine
day, might be seen two gallant youths issuing from the cobbler's
house, mounted upon two superb chargers, and bearing slender lances
and brilliant shields.
These two brothers were so much alike that they were known as The
Double Knight; and each of them wishing, as was just, to preserve his
own individuality, they determined to separate and each seek his own
fortune. After embracing affectionately, the one took his way toward
the West, and the other toward the East.
After travelling for some days the first arrived at Madrid, and found
the royal city pouring bitter tears into the pure, sweet waters of her
cherished river, the Manzanares. Everybody was weeping when our
gallant youth arrived at the Spanish capital; he inquired the cause of
this universal lamentation, and was informed that every year a fiery
dragon came and carried off a beautiful maiden, and that this luckless
year the lot had fallen upon their princess, the king's good and
peerless daughter.
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