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d healthy like Mohammed Ali。Well!〃 he cried to the boy who had stood still at some distance with his birds in his hand〃well; I see you have kept your word; and brought my son the wild…pigeons。〃

〃I have; and am glad that I was able to do so。〃 replied Mohammed; as he now came nearer in obedience to the bey's request; and greeted the pale boy with a joyous smile。

〃Give me your hand; Mohammed;〃 said the young boy; who had partially risen from his cushions; and was supporting himself on his elbow。 Timidly; Mohammed took the boy's pale; thin hand in his own。

〃Tell me; Mohammed; why do you not come to see me oftener? You know how glad I always am to see you。〃

〃Master; he did not visit you; because it does not become the poor to intrude upon the rich and noble;〃 replied Mohammed; his eyes fixed with an anxious expression on Osman's pale face。

〃Rich and noble!〃 repeated Osman; with a sigh。 〃You are rich; Mohammed; for you are healthy。 You are noble; Mohammed; for the inhabitants of the sea and of the air must obey you。 You have power; and that is nobility。〃

The tschorbadji was displeased with these humble words of his son; and his brow became clouded。

〃I think you should be content with your riches and nobility; my son;〃 said he。 〃Come; hand me the pigeons; Mohammed。〃

He took the beautifully feathered birds from Mohammed's hand; looked at them; and let their feathers play in the sun light。 〃Yes; they are still warm; so the world goes。 An hour since they disported themselves in life's sunshine。 The child of man comes; sends a few shot through their bodies; and their glory is at an end。 But; I thank you; Mohammed; for having so quickly complied with our wish。 Here is your reward。〃 He took two gold…pieces from his purse and handed them to the boy in his outstretched hand。

Mohammed did not take them。 He drew back at the words of the governor; a deep color suffusing itself over his cheeks。

Osman perceived this; and motioned to him to come nearer to his couch。 〃Mohammed;〃 said he; 〃father forgot to add for what purpose he wished to give you the money。 Not for yourself。 I know that your procuring these pigeons for me was an act of friendship。 You have always been friendly to me; and I shall never forget what you did for me the other day。〃

〃What was it?〃 asked the tschorbadji; with surprise。

〃You know nothing of it; father。 I did not mention it to you because I feared it might make you angry;〃 replied Osman; gently。 〃I had had myself carried out on the rock。 You know I like to rest there; in the sunlight; under the olive…tree that stretches out its limbs over the water。 From that point you can look so far out over the sea。 There you can see where heaven and earth unite; and strange dreams and wishes overcome over me there。 The sea murmurs at my feet in such wondrous; mysterious tones; that my heart warms and my breast expands。 The physician; too; had said that I should breathe the fresh air of the cliffs very often; and I had been carried out; and lay there at rest in sweet; solitary silence。 I did not observe that the sky was darkening; and a storm coming on。 It also escaped the notice of the two servants who had carried me out in the chair。 Now that the rain already began to fall in large drops; they became alarmed; and both ran away rapidly to procure a covered palanquin; as the physician had said I must be carefully guarded against taking cold。 They had hardly gone and left me alone when it began to rain harder; and I felt the large drops slowly trickling down upon me through the leaves of the olive…tree。 The rain was very cold。 The storm raged and tore the protecting foliage of the tree apart。 Suddenly I heard footsteps。 It was Mohammed Ali。 He was rapidly passing by; but when he saw me lying there under the tree; alone; he came up to me; and understood the situation at a glance。 In spite of my resistance; he spread his body over me; and protected me from the rain and discomfort。

〃When the servants arrived with the palanquin I had remained perfectly dry; while Mohammed was wet to the skin。 I begged him to come with me。 I begged him to accept a gift。 He refused both; and cried; laughing; as he ran away to escape my further thanks: 'For me it was only a welcome bath! You it would have hurt; Osman。'〃

〃Good; by Allah! That was well done;〃 said the tschorbadji; with his aristocratic smile。 〃You served my son as an umbrella。 I thank you for it; Mohammed; and will reward you。 A new mantle shall be brought you; for I perceive that your own is torn and old。〃

〃I thank you; master。 It is good enough for me。 This mantle is an inheritance from my father。 Mother preserved it for ten years; and now I wear it; and wear it with pride; as a souvenir of my father。 Thanks for your kind offer。〃

〃Then take the money;〃 said the tschorbadji。 〃You see I still hold it in my hand。〃

〃Thanks; master。 I have no need of the money。〃

〃You must take it; Mohammed;〃 said Osman; gently。 〃As I told you before; father has forgotten to add for what purpose he gives it。 You are to go and hear the new scha…er; the story…teller。 Do you know him already?〃

〃No; Osman; I do not。 What of this scha…er?〃

〃I have heard him much spoken of;〃 replied Osman; gently。 〃He is a rival of the old scha…er; Mehsed。 You know the old one always sits in the middle of the market…place; on a stone; and tells the people stories of the olden time; and of the magnificence of the Turkish Empire。 Now a new storyteller has come; from Constantinople it is said; and people say his stories are very beautiful。 But he does not seat himself on a stone in the middle of the market; but in the wide hall of a store。 There he has hired a corner; and there he sits。 Around himself; as far as his voice reaches; he has fastened a rope to stakes; and whoever wishes to enter the circle thus formed must pay to hear his stories。 I should like to do so; too; and have often entreated my father to allow me; but they say it would excite me too much; and that the air of the hall would be too close for me。 Therefore; Mohammed; I beg you to go there for me; listen to the stories; and then come and repeat them to me。 You see it was for this purpose father gave you the money。Is it not so; father?〃

〃Yes; my boy; it shall be so if you desire it。 I give him the money that he may hear the new scha…er; and if it entertains and pleases you。 Mohammed shall come to you and relate what he has heard。〃

〃Will you afford me this pleasure; Mohammed? I am not strong and healthy like you; I cannot climb the rocks; like you; cannot sit on the cliffs and listen to the voice of the sea and the storm; cannot; like you; enjoy the delight of taking exercise in the open air! Here I lie on my bed; and all that is good and beautiful must come to me; if I am to enjoy it。 Then come to me; Mohammed Ali!〃

With a kindly look; he again held out his pale; attenuated hand; and Mohammed felt that warm tears were trickling down his cheeks; and that somehow he could not speak while the pale handsome boy was looking at him so entreatingly。 He took Osman's hand and pressed heartily in his own。

〃I accept the money from Tschorbadji Hassan;〃 said he; in low; soft tones。 〃I shall go and listen to the new scha…er; and; if you wish; Osman; I shall come to…morrow; and every day; to relate to you what I have heard; and it will please me if it gives you pleasure。〃

〃I thank you; Mohammed; and beg you to come to…morrow ready to relate to me。Give me the money; father;〃 said he; addressing his father; with a gentle smile。 〃I will give it to Mohammed for the scha…er。〃

He took the money; and Mohammed willingly accepted it from him; and thanked him。

〃I will go to the scha…er at once; for this is his hour; I believe。〃

He bowed hastily and slightly before the tschorbadji; but profoundly and reverentially before the poor pale boy; and rapidly walked back toward the gate; thinking not of the beautiful flowers that surrounded him; rejoicing only at being able to do something for Osman Bey; and rejoicing; too; at the prospect of listening to the scha…er。

It was just the hour at which the new scha…er; the rival of old Mehsed; began to relate his stories in the hall。 With an earnest; respectful air; the men and boys sat around in the wide circle on their mats; and listened; slowly moving their bodies to and fro; to what the scha…er was relating。

Mohammed noiselessly entered the circle; and seating himself as close as he could in front of the scha…er; listened in breathless attention to the loud; resonant voice that told of the glories of the past

〃I have not come to tell you of the fatherland to…day; not of Turkish might and grandeur。 Your humble servant has been proclaiming to you their wonders for the last few days;〃 said he。 〃To…day I have turned my gaze toward distant worlds and kingdoms。 I am about to tell you of the provinces converted into parts of our realm by the power of the sultan。 Have you heard of the land that lies over there beyond the seathe land of the Egyptians? Great is the history of this people; and from it we can learn that Allah alone is great; and that; next to him; and next to the prophet; nothing is so great as our emperor and master; our Sultan Selim; at Stamboul; on his imperishable throne。 I told you yesterday of the origin of the kingdom of Egypt; and of the struggles carried on by barbarian hordes against each other。 I then went on to tell you of the caliphs of Bagdad; how they had ruled in Egypt; and how they; too; were overthrown in their magnificence。 Now listen。 Egypt was lost to the caliphs of Bagdad; after long struggles their rule was at an end forever。 A fortunate soldier; named Tokid; possessed himself of the rich and fertile kingdom that lies beyond the ocean。 He held the reins of government with a strong hand; and an army of four hundred thousand men spread themselves over the whole land; like a swarm of hornets and grasshoppers; and held the trembling people in subjection。 But he died; and a black slave named Kafour; took the sceptre from the hands of the dying man; and said; 'He gave it to me as to his successor。' And the four hundred thousand hornets and grasshoppers repeated these words; and the nation bowed its head and submitted to the rule of this black man。

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