The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night — Volume 01 (of 10)
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The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night — Volume 01 (of 10)
Fairy tales -- Arab countries; Folklore -- Arab countries
sinner, but letteth him not escape. I say to thee as said the Sage
Duban to King Yunan, "Spare me so Allah may spare thee!" The Ifrit
burst into laughter and stalked away, saying to the Fisherman, "Follow
me;" and the man paced after him at a safe distance (for he was not
assured of escape) till they had passed round the suburbs of the city.
Thence they struck into the uncultivated grounds, and crossing them
descended into a broad wilderness, and lo! in the midst of it stood a
mountain-tarn. The Ifrit waded in to the middle and again cried,
"Follow me;" and when this was done he took his stand in the centre and
bade the man cast his net and catch his fish. The Fisherman looked into
the water and was much astonished to see therein vari-coloured fishes,
white and red, blue and yellow; however he cast his net and, hauling it
in, saw that he had netted four fishes, one of each colour. Thereat he
rejoiced greatly and more when the Ifrit said to him, "Carry these to
the Sultan and set them in his presence; then he will give thee what
shall make thee a wealthy man; and now accept my excuse, for by Allah
at this time I wot none other way of benefiting thee, inasmuch I have
lain in this sea eighteen hundred years and have not seen the face of
the world save within this hour. But I would not have thee fish here
save once a day." The Ifrit then gave him Godspeed, saying, "Allah
grant we meet again;"[104] and struck the earth with one foot,
whereupon the ground clove asunder and swallowed him up. The Fisherman,
much marvelling at what had happened to him with the Ifrit, took the
fish and made for the city; and as soon as he reached home he filled an
earthen bowl with water and therein threw the fish which began to
struggle and wriggle about. Then he bore off the bowl upon his head
and, repairing to the King's palace (even as the Ifrit had bidden him)
laid the fish before the presence; and the King wondered with exceeding
wonder at the sight, for never in his lifetime had he seen fishes like
these in quality or in conformation. So he said, "Give those fish to
the stranger slave-girl who now cooketh for us," meaning the
bond-maiden whom the King of Roum had sent to him only three days
before, so that he had not yet made trial of her talents in the
dressing of meat. Thereupon the Wazir carried the fish to the cook and
bade her fry them,[105] saying, "O damsel, the King sendeth this say to
thee:—I have not treasured thee, O tear o' me! save for stress-time of
me; approve, then, to us this day thy delicate handiwork and thy
savoury cooking; for this dish of fish is a present sent to the Sultan
and evidently a rarity." The Wazir, after he had carefully charged her,
returned to the King, who commanded him to give the Fisherman four
hundred dinars: he gave them accordingly, and the man took them to his
bosom and ran off home stumbling and falling and rising again and
deeming the whole thing to be a dream.
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