Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales -- Arab countries; Tales -- Arab countries
The sultan halted on the side of the pond; and after observing the
fish with signs of great admiration, he inquired of his emirs, and
all his courtiers, if it could be possible, that they had never seen
this pond, which was so close to the city. They all said, they had
never heard it even mentioned. “Since you all agree then,” said
he, “that you have never heard it spoken of, and since I am not
less astonished than you are at this novelty, I am resolved not to
return to my palace, till I have discovered for what reason this
pond is now placed here, and why there are fish of only four colours
in it.” After having thus spoken, he ordered them to encamp around
it; his own pavilion, and the tents of his immediate household, were
pitched on the borders of the pond.
When the day closed, the sultan retired to his pavilion, and entered
into a particular conversation with his vizier. “My mind,” said
he, “is much disturbed; this pond suddenly placed here, this
black, who appeared to us in my cabinet, these fish too, which we
heard speak; all this so much excites my curiosity, that I cannot
conquer my impatience to be satisfied. It is on this account, that I
am absolutely determined to execute the design I meditate. I shall
go quite alone from my camp, and order you to keep my departure a
profound secret. Remain in my pavilion, and when my emirs and
courtiers present themselves at the entrance to-morrow morning, send
them away, and say I have a slight indisposition, and wish to remain
alone. You will also continue to do so every day till my return.
The grand vizier endeavoured by many arguments to persuade the
sultan not to do as he intended. He represented the great danger to
which he exposed himself, and the unnecessary trouble and
difficulties he might thus encounter, and probably to no purpose.
All his eloquence, however, was exhausted to no effect; the sultan
did not alter his resolution, but prepared to set out. He put on a
proper dress for walking, and armed himself with a sabre; and as
soon as he found that every thing in the camp was quiet, he
departed, unaccompanied by any one.
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