Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales -- Arab countries; Tales -- Arab countries
I was much rejoiced at having so effectually got rid of this old
man, and I walked towards the sea-shore, where I met some people,
who belonged to a vessel which had anchored there to get fresh
water. They were very much astonished at seeing me, and hearing the
account of my adventure. “You had fallen,” said they, “into
the hands of the Old Man of the Sea, and you are the first whom he
has not strangled; he never left those he had once mastered, till he
had put an end to their existence; and this island is famous for the
number of persons he has killed. The sailors and merchants who land
here, never dare approach excepting they are in a strong body.”
Having informed me of this, they took me to their ship, where the
captain received me with the greatest politeness, when he heard what
had befallen me. He set sail, and in a few days we landed at the
port of a large city, where the bouses were built of stone.
One of the merchants of the ship having contracted a friendship for
me, entreated me to accompany him, and conducted me to the lodging
destined for foreign merchants. He gave me a large sack, and then
introduced me to some people belonging to the city, who were also
furnished with sacks; then having desired them to take me with them
to gather cocoa, “Go,” said he, “follow them, and do as they
do; and do not stray from them, for your life will be in danger if
you leave them.” He gave me provisions for the day, and I set off
with them.
We arrived at a large forest of tall, straight, trees, the trunks of
which were so smooth, that it was impossible to climb up to the
branches where the fruit grew. They were all cocoa-trees, and we
wanted to knock down the fruit and fill our sacks. On entering the
forest, we saw an amazing number of monkeys, of all sizes, which
fled at our approach, and ran up the trees with surprising agility.
The merchants I was with collected some stones, and threw them with
great force at the monkeys, who had reached some of the highest
branches. I did the same, and soon perceived that these animals were
aware of our design; they gathered the cocoa-nuts, and threw them
down at us, with gestures which plainly showed their anger and
animosity. We picked up the cocoa-nuts, and, at intervals, threw up
stones to irritate the monkeys. By this contrivance, we filled our
sacks with the fruit: a thing utterly impracticable by any other
method.
When we had got a sufficient quantity, we returned to the city,
where the merchant who had sent me to the forest, gave me the value
of the cocoa-nuts I had collected. “Continue to do the same every
day,” said he, “till you have amassed sufficient money to convey
you to your own country.” I thanked him for the good advice he
gave me, and by degrees I acquired such a quantity of cocoa-nuts,
that I sold them for a considerable sum.
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