Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales -- Arab countries; Tales -- Arab countries
After we had filled the ship with whatever we wished to carry away,
we set sail with the wind as favourable as we could wish; having
first taken in such a supply of provisions and water as we judged
sufficient for our voyage. Of the former indeed there yet remained a
considerable quantity, which we had brought from Bagdad.
From the commencement of our voyage, the young prince, my sisters,
and myself, entertained ourselves very agreeably every day: but
alas! this harmony and good humour did not last long. My sisters
became jealous of the good understanding which they observed to
subsist between the prince and myself: and in a malicious manner
asked me what I intended to do with him, when we arrived at Bagdad.
I was very well aware, that they put this question to me only for
the purpose of discovering my sentiments. I therefore pretended to
give the matter a pleasant turn, and jocosely told them I intended
to make him my husband; then turning directly to the prince, I said
to him, “I entreat you, my prince, to accede to my plan. As soon
as we arrive at Bagdad, it is my intention to offer you my person as
the humblest of your slaves, to render you every service in my
power, and to acknowledge you as absolute master over my actions.”
“Madam,” replied the prince, “I know not whether you say this
in joke or not; but with respect to myself, I declare most
seriously, before these ladies, your sisters, that I accept from
this instant the offer you have now made me, most willingly; not
indeed to consider you in the light of my slave, but as my mistress
and wife, and I here claim no power whatever over your actions.”
--At this speech my sisters instantly changed colour; and from this
moment I observed, that they no longer continued to have the same
regard for me as before.
We had already reached the Persian gulf, and were very near Balsora;
where, if the wind proved strong and favourable, I hoped to arrive
on the following day. But in the night, while I was fast asleep, my
sisters seized that opportunity to throw me into the sea: they
treated the prince also in the same manner; and he was unfortunately
drowned. For some moments I supported myself on the surface of the
water; and by good fortune, or rather by a miracle, I afterwards
touched the bottom. I advanced forward towards something that
appeared very black, and which, as well as the obscurity would
suffer me to distinguish, I conjectured to be land. I happily gained
the shore, and when the day appeared, I found that I was in a small
desert island, about twenty miles from the town of Balsora. I
immediately dried my clothes in the sun, and in walking about I
discovered many sorts of fruit, and also a spring of fresh water.
From these circumstances I had great hopes of being able to preserve
my life.
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