We were come into the Persian gulf, and not far from Balsora, where
I hoped, considering the fair wind, we might have arrived the day
following; but in the night, when I was asleep, my sisters watched
their time, and threw me overboard. They did the same to the prince,
who was drowned. I swam some minutes on the water; but by good
fortune, or rather miracle, I felt ground. I went towards a black
place, that, by what I could discern in the dark, seemed to be land,
and actually was a flat on the coast; which, when day came, I found
to be a desert island, lying about twenty miles from Balsora. I soon
dried my clothes in the sun; and as I walked along, I found several
sorts of fruit, and likewise fresh water, which gave me some hopes
of preserving my life.
I laid myself down in a shade, and soon after I saw a winged
serpent, very large and long, coming towards me, wriggling to the
right and to the left, and hanging out his tongue, which made me
think he had got some hurt. I arose, and saw a larger serpent
following him, holding him by the tail, and endeavouring to devour
him. I had compassion on him, and instead of flying away, I had the
boldness and courage to take up a stone that by chance lay by me,
and threw it with all my strength at the great serpent, whom I hit
on the head and killed him. The other, finding himself at liberty,
took to his wings and flew away. I looked a long while after him in
the air, as an extraordinary thing; but he flew out of sight, and I
lay down again in another place in the shade, and fell asleep.
When I awaked, judge how I was surprised to see by me a black woman,
of a lively and agreeable complexion, who held tied together in her
hand, two bitches of the same colour. I sat up and asked her who she
was. I am, said she, the serpent whom you delivered not long since
from my mortal enemy. I knew not how to acknowledge the great
kindness you did me, but by doing what I have done. I knew the
treachery of your sisters, and to avenge you on them, as soon as I
was set at liberty by your generous assistance, I called several of
my companions together, fairies like myself. We have carried into
your storehouses at Bagdad all your lading that was in your vessel,
and afterwards sunk it.
These two black bitches are your sisters, whom I have transformed
into this shape, but this punishment is not sufficient; for I will
have you treat them in such a manner as I shall direct.
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