Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales -- Arab countries; Tales -- Arab countries
“As soon as the first old man, Sire, had finished his history,”
continued the sultana, “the second, who led the two black dogs,
said to the Genius, “I will relate to you what has happened to me
and these two dogs which you see, and I am sure you will find my
history still more astonishing than that which you have heard. But
when I have told it, will you grant to this merchant another third
of his pardon?--“Yes,” answered the Genius, “provided your
history surpasses that of the hind.” This being settled, the
second old man began.”
THE HISTORY
OF THE SECOND OLD MAN AND THE TWO BLACK DOGS.
Great Prince of the Genii, you must know, that these two black dogs,
which you see here, and myself, are three brothers. Our father left
us, when he died, one thousand sequins each. With this sum we all
embarked in the same profession; namely, as merchants. Soon after we
had opened our warehouse, my eldest brother, who is now one of these
dogs, resolved to travel, and carry on his business in foreign
countries. With this view he sold all his goods, and bought such
other sorts of merchandize as were adapted to the different
countries he proposed visiting.
He set out, and was absent a whole year. At the end of this time, a
poor man who seemed to me to be asking charity, presented himself at
my warehouse, “God help you,” said I.--“And you also,”
answered he: “is it possible you do not know me?”--On looking
attentively at him, I recognized his person, “Ah, my brother,” I
cried, embracing him, “how should I possibly know you in this
state?” I made him come in directly, and enquired both after his
health and the success of his voyage.--“Do not ask me,” he
replied; “in beholding me you see the whole. To enter into a
detail of all the misfortunes that I have suffered in the last year,
and which have reduced me to the state you see, would only be to
renew my affliction.”
I instantly shut up my shop, and neglecting everything else, I took
him to the bath, and dressed him in the best apparel my wardrobe
afforded. I examined the state of my business, and finding, by my
accounts, that I had just doubled my capital, that is, that I was
now worth two thousand sequins, I presented him with the half.
“Let this, my brother,” I said, “make you forget your
losses.” He joyfully accepted the thousand sequins; again settled
his affairs; and we lived together as before.
Some time after this, my second brother, which is the other of these
black dogs, wished also to dispose of his property. Both his elder
brother and myself tried every thing in our power to dissuade him
from it, but in vain. He sold all, and with the money he bought such
merchandize as he wished for his journey. He took his departure, and
joined a caravan. At the end of a year he also returned in the same
condition as his brother did. I furnished him with clothes; and as I
had gained another thousand sequins, I gave them to him. He directly
bought a shop, and continued to exercise his business.
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