Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales -- Arab countries; Tales -- Arab countries
The vessel in which I came had sailed with the merchants, who had
loaded it with the cocoa-nuts they had purchased. I waited for the
arrival of another, which shortly after came into harbour, for a
lading of the same materials. I sent on board all the cocoa-nuts
which belonged to me, and when it was ready to sail, I took leave of
the merchant to whom I was under so many obligations. As he had not
yet settled his affairs, he could not embark with me.
We set sail, and steered towards the island where pepper grows in
such abundance. From thence we made the island of Comari, [7] where
the best species of the aloe grows, and whose inhabitants submit
themselves to a law not to drink wine, or suffer any kind of
debauchery. In these two islands I exchanged all my cocoa-nuts for
pepper and aloe-wood; and I then engaged myself, with the other
merchants, in a pearl fishery, in which I employed many divers, on
my own account. I collected, by these means, a great number of very
large and perfect ones, with which I joyfully put to sea, and
arrived safely at Balsora, from whence I returned to Bagdad, where I
sold the pepper, aloes, and pearls, which I had brought with me, for
a large sum. I bestowed a tenth part of my profit in charity, as I
had done on my return from every former voyage, and endeavoured to
recover from my fatigues by every kind of diversion.
Having concluded this narrative, Sindbad gave an hundred sequins to
Hindbad, who retired with all the other guests. The same party
returned to the rich Sindbad the next day: and after having regaled
them in the same manner as on the preceding days, he requested
silence, and began the account of his sixth voyage, in the following
way.
THE SIXTH VOYAGE OF SINDBAD, THE SAILOR.
You are, no doubt, gentlemen, surprised how I could be tempted again
to expose myself to the caprice of fortune, after having undergone
so many perils in my other voyages. I am astonished myself, when I
think of it. It was fate alone that dragged me, at the expiration of
a year, to venture myself a sixth time on the unstable sea,
notwithstanding the tears and entreaties of my relations and
friends, who did all in their power to persuade me to stay.
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