Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales; Folklore -- Arab countries
The fisherman immediately fell to work with his casting-nets, and was
just ready to draw them, when the caliph, fearing what would be the
effect of Scheich Ibrahim’s negligence, but willing to make use of it, to
bring his design about, came to the same place. The fisherman, in spite
of his disguise, knew him, and throwing himself at his feet, humbly
implored his pardon, and excused himself upon account of his poverty.
Rise, saith the caliph, and be not afraid; only draw your nets, that I
may see what fish you have got.
The fisherman, recovered of his fright, quickly obeyed the caliph’s
orders. He drew out five or six very large fishes; and the caliph,
choosing the two largest, tied them together by the head with a sprig of
a tree. After this, said he to the fisherman, Give me thy clothes, and
here take mine. The exchange was soon made; and the caliph being dressed
like a fisherman, even to his boots and turban, Take thy nets, said he to
the fisherman, and get thee about thy business.
When the fisherman, very well pleased with his good fortune, was gone,
the caliph, taking the two fishes in his hand, went to look after the
grand vizier Giafar and Mesrour. He made a full stop at the grand vizier,
who, not knowing him, asked him what he wanted, and bade him go about his
business. Upon this, the caliph fell a-laughing; by which the vizier
finding it to be him, Commander of the true believers, said he, is it
possible it can be you? I knew you not; and I ask a thousand pardons for
my rudeness: you are so strangely disguised now, that without any fear of
being discovered by Scheich Ibrahim, you may venture into the hall. Stay
you here with Mesrour, said the caliph, while I go yonder and play my
part.
The caliph went up to the hall, and knocked at the door. Noureddin
hearing him first, told Scheich Ibrahim of it, who asked who was there.
The caliph opened the door, and stepping a little way into the hall to
show himself, Scheich Ibrahim, said he, I am the fisherman Kerim, who
being informed of your design to treat some of your friends, have brought
two very large fishes, fresh caught, to see if you have any occasion for
them.
Noureddin and the Fair Persian, mightily pleased to hear him name fish,
Pray, said she to Scheich Ibrahim, let him come in, that we may look upon
them. Scheich Ibrahim, by this time, was incapable of asking this
counterfeit fisherman how or what way he came thither; but his whole
design being only to oblige the Fair Persian, with much ado he turns his
head towards the door, being quite drunk, and in a stammering tone,
calling to the caliph, whom he took to be a fisherman, Come hither, thou
nightly thief, said he, and let us see what thou hast got.
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