Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales -- Arab countries; Tales -- Arab countries
Noureddin Ali performed the last duties to his father-in-law, with
the greatest kindness and gratitude, and as soon as Bedreddin
Hassan, his son, had reached the age of seven years, he placed him
under the tuition of an excellent master, who began his education in
a way suitable to his birth. He found in his pupil a quick and
penetrating understanding, capable of profiting from the
instructions it received.
In the course of two years after Bedreddin Hassan had been with his
tutor, he had learnt to read, and was also acquainted with the koran
by heart. Noureddin Ali, his father, then procured him other
masters, by which he made such a rapid progress in his studies, that
at the age of twelve years he was no longer in need of their
assistance. By that time, as the features of his countenance were
fully formed, he became the admiration of all who saw him.
Till then Noureddin Ali had only sought to make him study, and had
not brought him out into the world. He now took him to the palace,
in order to have the honour of introducing him to the sultan, who
received him very favourably. The people in the streets, who saw him
as he went along, were so struck with his beauty, that they uttered
a thousand benedictions and exclamations of surprise.
As his father wished to make him capable of being equal, one day, to
fill the situation he himself held, he spared nothing to qualify him
for it, and by making him enter into affairs of the most difficult
nature, he prepared him early for that kind of employment. In short,
he neglected nothing that could tend to the advancement of a son
whom he tenderly loved; and he began to enjoy the fruits of his
trouble, when he was suddenly attacked by a disease so violent, that
he was sensible his end was approaching. He, therefore, did not
flatter himself with hopes of recovery, but prepared to die like a
good mussulman. In these precious moments, he did not forget his
beloved son Bedreddin; he ordered him to be called to his bedside,
and thus addressed him: “My son, you see that this world is
perishable: that only, to which I am shortly going, is eternal. You
must, from this moment, begin to adopt the sentiments I now feel,
and prepare to take this journey without regret; your conscience
acquitting you of having neglected any of the duties of a mussulman,
or of an honest man. With regard to your religion, you have been
sufficiently instructed in that by the masters you have had, as well
as by what you have read. As to what relates to an honest man, I
will now give you some advice, from which I hope you will endeavour
to profit. As it is in the first place necessary to know yourself,
and you cannot possibly have that knowledge without knowing who I
am, I will now inform you.
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