The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night — Volume 06 (of 10)
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The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night — Volume 06 (of 10)
Fairy tales; Tales -- Arab countries
leave of Moor Abd al-Samad and rubbed the ring, whereupon Al-Ra’ad
presented himself, saying, “Adsum; ask and it shall be given to thee.”
Said Judar, “Carry me to Cairo this day;” and he replied, “Thy will be
done;” and, taking him on his back, flew with him from noon till
midnight, when he set him down in the courtyard of his mother’s house
and disappeared. Judar went in to his mother, who rose weeping, and
greeted him fondly, and told him how the King had beaten his brothers
and cast them into gaol and taken the two pairs of saddle bags; which
when he heard, it was no light matter to him and he said to her,
“Grieve not for the past; I will show thee what I can do and bring my
brothers hither forth right.” So he rubbed the ring, whereupon its
servant appeared, saying, “Here am I! Ask and thou shalt have.” Quoth
Judar, “I bid thee bring me my two brothers from the prison of the
King.” So the Jinni sank into the earth and came not up but in the
midst of the gaol where Sálim and Salím lay in piteous plight and sore
sorrow for the plagues of prison,[FN#297] so that they wished for
death, and one of them said to the other, “By Allah, O my brother,
affliction is longsome upon us! How long shall we abide in this prison?
Death would be relief.” As he spoke, behold, the earth clove in sunder
and out came Al-Ra’ad, who took both up and plunged with them into the
earth. They swooned away for excess of fear, and when they recovered,
they found themselves in their mother’s house and saw Judar seated by
her side. Quoth he, “I salute you, O my brothers! you have cheered me
by your presence.” And they bowed their heads and burst into tears.
Then said he, “Weep not, for it was Satan and covetise that led you to
do thus. How could you sell me? But I comfort myself with the thought
of Joseph, whose brothers did with him even more than ye did with me,
because they cast him into the pit.”—And Shahrazad perceived the dawn
of day and ceased saying her permitted say.
When it was the Six Hundred and Nineteenth Night,
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