Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales -- Arab countries; Tales -- Arab countries
Shortly after they had disappeared, the earth opened before us, and
a black and white cat appeared, the hairs of which stood quite on
end, and which made a most horrible mewing. A black wolf directly
followed, and gave it no respite. The cat being hard pressed changed
into a worm, and finding itself near a pomegranate which had fallen
by accident from a tree that grew upon the bank of a deep but narrow
canal, instantly made a hole in it, and concealed itself there. The
pomegranate immediately began to swell, and became as large as a
gourd, which then rose up as high as the gallery, and rolled
backwards and forwards there several times; it then fell down to the
bottom of the court, and broke into many pieces.
The wolf in the mean time transformed itself into a cock, ran to the
seeds of the pomegranate, and began swallowing them one after the
other as fast as possible. When it could see no more, it came to us
with its wings extended, and making a great noise, as if to inquire
of us whether there were any more seeds. There was one lying on the
border of the canal, which the cock in going back perceived, and ran
towards it as quick as possible; but at the very instant in which
its beak was upon it, the seed rolled into the canal and changed
into a small fish. The cock then flew into the canal, and becoming a
pike, pursued the little fish. They were both two hours under water,
and we knew not what was become of them, when we heard the most
horrible cries, that made us tremble. Soon after we saw the genius
and the princess all on fire. They threw the flames against each
other with their breath, and at last came to a close attack. Then
the fire increased, and every thing about was encompassed with smoke
and flame to a great height. We were afraid, and not without reason,
that the whole palace would be burnt: but we soon had a much more
dreadful cause for terror; for the Genius having disengaged himself
from the princess, came towards the gallery where we were, and blew
his flames all over us. This would have destroyed us, if the
princess, running to our assistance, had not compelled him, by her
cries, to retreat to a distance and guard himself against her. In
spite, however, of all the haste she made, she could not prevent the
sultan from having his head singed and his face scorched; the chief
of the eunuchs, too, was stifled and consumed on the spot; and a
spark flew into my right eye and blinded me. Both the sultan and
myself expected to perish, when we suddenly heard the cry of
“Victory, victory!” and the princess immediately appeared to us
in her own form, while the Genius was reduced to a heap of ashes.
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