Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales; Folklore -- Arab countries
Noureddin came away in the greatest confusion in the world. Ah! base,
ungrateful wretch! said he to himself, to treat me so basely to-day,
after the vows and protestations of love and friendship that you made me
yesterday! From thence he went to another door, but that friend ordered
his slaves also to say he was gone out. He had the same answer at the
third; and, in short, all the rest denied themselves, though every one of
them was at home at the same time.
It was now that Noureddin began in earnest to reflect with himself, and
be convinced of the folly of his too credulous temper, in relying so much
upon the vows and protestations of amity, that his false friends in the
time of his prosperity had solemnly made him. It is very true, said he to
himself, that a fortunate man, as I was, may be compared to a tree laden
with fruit, which, as long as there is any remaining on its boughs,
people will be crowding round; but, as soon as it is stripped of all,
they immediately leave it, and go to another. He smothered his passions
as much as possible while he was abroad; but, no sooner was he got home,
than he gave loose to his sorrow, and resigned himself wholly to it.
The Fair Persian, seeing him so extremely concerned, fancied he had not
found his friends so ready to assist him as he expected. Well, sir, said
she, are you now convinced of the truth of what I told you? Ah! cried he,
my dear, thou hast been too true a prophetess; for not one of them would
so much as know me, see me, or speak to me. Oh! who could ever have
believed that persons so highly obliged to me as they are, and on whom I
have spent my estate, could ever have used me so barbarously? I am
distracted, and I fear committing some dishonourable action, below
myself, in the deplorable condition I am reduced to, without the aid and
assistance of your prudent advice. Sir, replied the Fair Persian, I see
no other way of supporting yourself in your misfortunes, but selling off
your slaves and moveables, and living upon the money, till Heaven shall
find out some other means to deliver you from your present misery.
Noureddin was very loath to make use of this expedient; but what could he
do in the necessitous circumstance he was in? He first sold off his
slaves; those unprofitable mouths, which were a greater expense to him
than what his present condition could bear. He lived on the money for
some time; and when all of it was spent, he ordered his goods to be
carried into the market-place, where they were sold for half their worth;
among which were several valuable things that cost immense sums. Upon
this he lived for a considerable time: but that supply failing at last,
he had nothing at all left by which he could raise any more money; of
which he complained to the Fair Persian in the most tender expressions
that sorrow could inspire.
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