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+Title: Zanzibar Tales
+       Told by natives of the East Coast of Africa
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+Author: Various
+
+Illustrator: Walter Bobbett
+
+Translator: George W. Bateman
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+                             ZANZIBAR TALES
+              Told by Natives of the East Coast of Africa
+
+
+                  Translated from the Original Swahili
+                                   By
+                           GEORGE W. BATEMAN
+
+
+                     Illustrated by WALTER BOBBETT
+
+
+
+                                Chicago
+                          A. C. McClurg & Co.
+                                 1901.
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+TO MY READERS.
+
+
+Thirty years ago Central Africa was what people who are fond of airing
+their learning would call a terra incognita. To-day its general
+characteristics are pretty well known. Then, as now, the little
+island of Zanzibar, situated just south of the equator, on the east
+coast, was the starting place of all expeditions into the interior,
+and Unguja (pronounced Oon-goo'jah), the big town of that island, the
+place where the preparations for plunging into the unknown were made.
+
+At that period these expeditions consisted, almost without exception,
+of caravans loaded with beads and cotton cloth, which were exchanged
+among the inland tribes for elephants' tusks and slaves--for Unguja
+boasted the only, and the last, open slave-market in the world then.
+
+The few exceptions were a would-be discoverer now and then, or a
+party of rich white men going to hunt "big game;" that is, travelling
+hundreds--aye, thousands--of miles, and enduring many hardships,
+for the momentary pleasure of holding a gun in such a position that
+when they pulled the trigger the bullet hit such a prominent mark as
+an elephant or a lion, which was living in its natural surroundings
+and interfering with no one.
+
+Between you and me, I don't mind remarking that many of their
+expeditions ended, on their return to Unguja, in the purchase of a
+few elephants' tusks and wild animal skins in the bazaars of that
+thriving city, after the method pursued by unsuccessful anglers in
+civilized countries.
+
+But even the most successful of these hunters, by reason of having
+followed the few beaten paths known to their guides, never came
+within miles of such wonderful animals as those described by the
+tribesmen from the very center of the dark continent. If you have
+read any accounts of adventure in Africa, you will know that travelers
+never mention animals of any kind that are gifted with the faculty of
+speech, or gazelles that are overseers for native princes, or hares
+that eat flesh. No, indeed; only the native-born know of these; and,
+judging by the immense and rapid strides civilization is making in
+those parts, it will not be long before such wonderful specimens of
+zoology will be as extinct as the ichthyosaurus, dinornis, and other
+poor creatures who never dreamed of the awful names that would be
+applied to them when they were too long dead to show their resentment.
+
+As to the truth of these tales, I can only say that they were told
+to me, in Zanzibar, by negroes whose ancestors told them to them,
+who had received them from their ancestors, and so back; so that the
+praise for their accuracy, or the blame for their falsity, lies with
+the first ancestor who set them going.
+
+You may think uncivilized negroes are pretty ignorant people, but the
+white man who is supposed to have first told the story of "The House
+that Jack Built" was a mighty poor genius compared with the unknown
+originator of "Goso, the Teacher," who found even inanimate things
+that were endowed with speech, which the pupils readily understood and
+were not astonished to hear; while "Puss in Boots" was not one-half
+so clever as the gazelle that ran things for Haamdaanee. It would be a
+severe task to rattle off "Goso" as you do "The House that Jack Built."
+
+Don't stumble over the names in these tales; they are very easy. Every
+one is pronounced exactly as it is spelled, and the accent is always on
+the last syllable but one; as, Poon'dah, the donkey; Haam-daa'nee, etc.
+
+Finally, if the perusal of these tales interests you as much as
+their narration and translation interested me, everything will be
+satisfactory.
+
+
+    GEORGE W. BATEMAN.
+
+    Chicago, August 1, 1901.
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+CONTENTS
+
+
+                                                            PAGE
+          To my Readers                                        5
+    I.    The Monkey, the Shark, and the Washerman's Donkey   17
+    II.   The Hare and the Lion                               31
+    III.  The Lion, the Hyena, and the Rabbit                 47
+    IV.   The Kites and the Crows                             57
+    V.    Goso, the Teacher                                   67
+    VI.   The Ape, the Snake, and the Lion                    81
+    VII.  Haamdaanee                                          99
+    VIII. Mkaaah Jeechonee, the Boy Hunter                   155
+    IX.   The Magician and the Sultan's Son                  183
+    X.    The Physician's Son and the King of the Snakes     197
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
+
+
+                                                            PAGE
+    "Throw me some food, my friend"                           18
+    "Miss Poonda, I am sent to ask your hand in marriage"     23
+    Bookoo and the hare started off immediately               33
+    Soongoora crept out and ran away while the lion was
+        looking up                                            35
+    The lion continued rubbing on a piece of rock             39
+    The lion, the hyena, and the rabbit go in for a little
+        farming                                               49
+    Said the hyena, "I'm thinking"                            51
+    "I should say not"                                        59
+    They found him lying down                                 63
+    When they found the gazelle they beat it                  75
+    "Mother, we are always hungry"                            83
+    "Where are you going, son of Adam?"                       89
+    Neeoka filled the bag with chains of gold and silver      93
+    Dropping the diamond wrapped in leaves into the
+        sultan's lap                                         115
+    The gazelle wept with the old woman                      147
+    They crept cautiously through the bushes                 167
+    They camped for the night                                173
+    The magician gave the youth all the keys                 185
+    Right into the big pot!                                  191
+    "I scared him away"                                      215
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+ZANZIBAR TALES.
+
+
+I.
+
+THE MONKEY, THE SHARK, AND THE WASHERMAN'S DONKEY.
+
+
+Once upon a time Kee'ma, the monkey, and Pa'pa, the shark, became
+great friends.
+
+The monkey lived in an immense mkooyoo tree which grew by the margin
+of the sea--half of its branches being over the water and half over
+the land.
+
+Every morning, when the monkey was breakfasting on the kooyoo nuts,
+the shark would put in an appearance under the tree and call out,
+"Throw me some food, my friend;" with which request the monkey complied
+most willingly.
+
+This continued for many months, until one day Papa said, "Keema,
+you have done me many kindnesses: I would like you to go with me to
+my home, that I may repay you."
+
+"How can I go?" said the monkey; "we land beasts can not go about in
+the water."
+
+"Don't trouble yourself about that," replied the shark; "I will carry
+you. Not a drop of water shall get to you."
+
+"Oh, all right, then," said Mr. Keema; "let's go."
+
+When they had gone about half-way the shark stopped, and said:
+"You are my friend. I will tell you the truth."
+
+"Why, what is there to tell?" asked the monkey, with surprise.
+
+"Well, you see, the fact is that our sultan is very sick, and we
+have been told that the only medicine that will do him any good is
+a monkey's heart."
+
+"Well," exclaimed Keema, "you were very foolish not to tell me that
+before we started!"
+
+"How so?" asked Papa.
+
+But the monkey was busy thinking up some means of saving himself,
+and made no reply.
+
+"Well?" said the shark, anxiously; "why don't you speak?"
+
+"Oh, I've nothing to say now. It's too late. But if you had told me
+this before we started, I might have brought my heart with me."
+
+"What? haven't you your heart here?"
+
+"Huh!" ejaculated Keema; "don't you know about us? When we go out we
+leave our hearts in the trees, and go about with only our bodies. But
+I see you don't believe me. You think I'm scared. Come on; let's go
+to your home, where you can kill me and search for my heart in vain."
+
+The shark did believe him, though, and exclaimed, "Oh, no; let's go
+back and get your heart."
+
+"Indeed, no," protested Keema; "let us go on to your home."
+
+But the shark insisted that they should go back, get the heart,
+and start afresh.
+
+At last, with great apparent reluctance, the monkey consented,
+grumbling sulkily at the unnecessary trouble he was being put to.
+
+When they got back to the tree, he climbed up in a great hurry,
+calling out, "Wait there, Papa, my friend, while I get my heart,
+and we'll start off properly next time."
+
+When he had got well up among the branches, he sat down and kept
+quite still.
+
+After waiting what he considered a reasonable length of time, the
+shark called, "Come along, Keema!" But Keema just kept still and
+said nothing.
+
+In a little while he called again: "Oh, Keema! let's be going."
+
+At this the monkey poked his head out from among the upper branches
+and asked, in great surprise, "Going? Where?"
+
+"To my home, of course."
+
+"Are you mad?" queried Keema.
+
+"Mad? Why, what do you mean?" cried Papa.
+
+"What's the matter with you?" said the monkey. "Do you take me for
+a washerman's donkey?"
+
+"What peculiarity is there about a washerman's donkey?"
+
+"It is a creature that has neither heart nor ears."
+
+The shark, his curiosity overcoming his haste, thereupon begged to
+be told the story of the washerman's donkey, which the monkey related
+as follows:
+
+"A washerman owned a donkey, of which he was very fond. One day,
+however, it ran away, and took up its abode in the forest, where it
+led a lazy life, and consequently grew very fat.
+
+"At length Soongoo'ra, the hare, by chance passed that way, and saw
+Poon'da, the donkey.
+
+"Now, the hare is the most cunning of all beasts--if you look at
+his mouth you will see that he is always talking to himself about
+everything.
+
+"So when Soongoora saw Poonda he said to himself, 'My, this donkey
+is fat!' Then he went and told Sim'ba, the lion.
+
+"As Simba was just recovering from a severe illness, he was still so
+weak that he could not go hunting. He was consequently pretty hungry.
+
+"Said Mr. Soongoora, 'I'll bring enough meat to-morrow for both of
+us to have a great feast, but you'll have to do the killing.'
+
+"'All right, good friend,' exclaimed Simba, joyfully; 'you're very
+kind.'
+
+"So the hare scampered off to the forest, found the donkey, and said
+to her, in his most courtly manner, 'Miss Poonda, I am sent to ask
+your hand in marriage.'
+
+"'By whom?' simpered the donkey.
+
+"'By Simba, the lion.'
+
+"The donkey was greatly elated at this, and exclaimed: 'Let's go at
+once. This is a first-class offer.'
+
+"They soon arrived at the lion's home, were cordially invited in,
+and sat down. Soongoora gave Simba a signal with his eyebrow, to
+the effect that this was the promised feast, and that he would wait
+outside. Then he said to Poonda: 'I must leave you for a while to
+attend to some private business. You stay here and converse with your
+husband that is to be.'
+
+"As soon as Soongoora got outside, the lion sprang at Poonda, and
+they had a great fight. Simba was kicked very hard, and he struck
+with his claws as well as his weak health would permit him. At last
+the donkey threw the lion down, and ran away to her home in the forest.
+
+"Shortly after, the hare came back, and called, 'Haya! Simba! have
+you got it?'
+
+"'I have not got it,' growled the lion; 'she kicked me and ran away;
+but I warrant you I made her feel pretty sore, though I'm not strong.'
+
+"'Oh, well,' remarked Soongoora; 'don't put yourself out of the way
+about it.'
+
+"Then Soongoora waited many days, until the lion and the donkey
+were both well and strong, when he said: 'What do you think now,
+Simba? Shall I bring you your meat?'
+
+"'Ay,' growled the lion, fiercely; 'bring it to me. I'll tear it in
+two pieces!'
+
+"So the hare went off to the forest, where the donkey welcomed him
+and asked the news.
+
+"'You are invited to call again and see your lover,' said Soongoora.
+
+"'Oh, dear!' cried Poonda; 'that day you took me to him he scratched
+me awfully. I'm afraid to go near him now.'
+
+"'Ah, pshaw!' said Soongoora; 'that's nothing. That's only Simba's
+way of caressing.'
+
+"'Oh, well,' said the donkey, 'let's go.'
+
+"So off they started again; but as soon as the lion caught sight of
+Poonda he sprang upon her and tore her in two pieces.
+
+"When the hare came up, Simba said to him: 'Take this meat and roast
+it. As for myself, all I want is the heart and ears.'
+
+"'Thanks,' said Soongoora. Then he went away and roasted the meat in
+a place where the lion could not see him, and he took the heart and
+ears and hid them. Then he ate all the meat he needed, and put the
+rest away.
+
+"Presently the lion came to him and said, 'Bring me the heart and
+ears.'
+
+"'Where are they?' said the hare.
+
+"'What does this mean?' growled Simba.
+
+"'Why, didn't you know this was a washerman's donkey?'
+
+"'Well, what's that to do with there being no heart or ears?'
+
+"'For goodness' sake, Simba, aren't you old enough to know that if
+this beast had possessed a heart and ears it wouldn't have come back
+the second time?'
+
+"Of course the lion had to admit that what Soongoora, the hare,
+said was true.
+
+"And now," said Keema to the shark, "you want to make a washerman's
+donkey of me. Get out of there, and go home by yourself. You are not
+going to get me again, and our friendship is ended. Good-bye, Papa."
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+II.
+
+THE HARE AND THE LION.
+
+
+One day Soongoo'ra, the hare, roaming through the forest in search
+of food, glanced up through the boughs of a very large calabash tree,
+and saw that a great hole in the upper part of the trunk was inhabited
+by bees; thereupon he returned to town in search of some one to go
+with him and help to get the honey.
+
+As he was passing the house of Boo'koo, the big rat, that worthy
+gentleman invited him in. So he went in, sat down, and remarked:
+"My father has died, and has left me a hive of honey. I would like
+you to come and help me to eat it."
+
+Of course Bookoo jumped at the offer, and he and the hare started
+off immediately.
+
+When they arrived at the great calabash tree, Soongoora pointed out
+the bees' nest and said, "Go on; climb up." So, taking some straw with
+them, they climbed up to the nest, lit the straw, smoked out the bees,
+put out the fire, and set to work eating the honey.
+
+In the midst of the feast, who should appear at the foot of the tree
+but Sim'ba, the lion? Looking up, and seeing them eating, he asked,
+"Who are you?"
+
+Then Soongoora whispered to Bookoo, "Hold your tongue; that old
+fellow is crazy." But in a very little while Simba roared out angrily:
+"Who are you, I say? Speak, I tell you!" This made Bookoo so scared
+that he blurted out, "It's only us!"
+
+Upon this the hare said to him: "You just wrap me up in this straw,
+call to the lion to keep out of the way, and then throw me down. Then
+you'll see what will happen."
+
+So Bookoo, the big rat, wrapped Soongoora, the hare, in the straw,
+and then called to Simba, the lion, "Stand back; I'm going to throw
+this straw down, and then I'll come down myself." When Simba stepped
+back out of the way, Bookoo threw down the straw, and as it lay on the
+ground Soongoora crept out and ran away while the lion was looking up.
+
+After waiting a minute or two, Simba roared out, "Well, come down,
+I say!" and, there being no help for it, the big rat came down.
+
+As soon as he was within reach, the lion caught hold of him, and asked,
+"Who was up there with you?"
+
+"Why," said Bookoo, "Soongoora, the hare. Didn't you see him when I
+threw him down?"
+
+"Of course I didn't see him," replied the lion, in an incredulous
+tone, and, without wasting further time, he ate the big rat, and then
+searched around for the hare, but could not find him.
+
+Three days later, Soongoora called on his acquaintance, Ko'bay,
+the tortoise, and said to him, "Let us go and eat some honey."
+
+"Whose honey?" inquired Kobay, cautiously.
+
+"My father's," Soongoora replied.
+
+"Oh, all right; I'm with you," said the tortoise, eagerly; and away
+they went.
+
+When they arrived at the great calabash tree they climbed up with
+their straw, smoked out the bees, sat down, and began to eat.
+
+Just then Mr. Simba, who owned the honey, came out again, and,
+looking up, inquired, "Who are you, up there?"
+
+Soongoora whispered to Kobay, "Keep quiet;" but when the lion repeated
+his question angrily, Kobay became suspicious, and said: "I will
+speak. You told me this honey was yours; am I right in suspecting
+that it belongs to Simba?"
+
+So, when the lion asked again, "Who are you?" he answered, "It's only
+us." The lion said, "Come down, then;" and the tortoise answered,
+"We're coming."
+
+Now, Simba had been keeping an eye open for Soongoora since the day
+he caught Bookoo, the big rat, and, suspecting that he was up there
+with Kobay, he said to himself, "I've got him this time, sure."
+
+Seeing that they were caught again, Soongoora said to the tortoise:
+"Wrap me up in the straw, tell Simba to stand out of the way, and then
+throw me down. I'll wait for you below. He can't hurt you, you know."
+
+"All right," said Kobay; but while he was wrapping the hare up he
+said to himself: "This fellow wants to run away, and leave me to
+bear the lion's anger. He shall get caught first." Therefore, when he
+had bundled him up, he called out, "Soongoora is coming!" and threw
+him down.
+
+So Simba caught the hare, and, holding him with his paw, said, "Now,
+what shall I do with you?" The hare replied, "It's of no use for you
+to try to eat me; I'm awfully tough." "What would be the best thing
+to do with you, then?" asked Simba.
+
+"I think," said Soongoora, "you should take me by the tail, whirl
+me around, and knock me against the ground. Then you may be able to
+eat me."
+
+So the lion, being deceived, took him by the tail and whirled him
+around, but just as he was going to knock him on the ground he slipped
+out of his grasp and ran away, and Simba had the mortification of
+losing him again.
+
+Angry and disappointed, he turned to the tree and called to Kobay,
+"You come down, too."
+
+When the tortoise reached the ground, the lion said, "You're pretty
+hard; what can I do to make you eatable?"
+
+"Oh, that's easy," laughed Kobay; "just put me in the mud and rub my
+back with your paw until my shell comes off."
+
+Immediately on hearing this, Simba carried Kobay to the water, placed
+him in the mud, and began, as he supposed, to rub his back; but the
+tortoise had slipped away, and the lion continued rubbing on a piece
+of rock until his paws were raw. When he glanced down at them he saw
+they were bleeding, and, realizing that he had again been outwitted,
+he said, "Well, the hare has done me to-day, but I'll go hunting now
+until I find him."
+
+So Simba, the lion, set out immediately in search of Soongoora,
+the hare, and as he went along he inquired of every one he met,
+"Where is the house of Soongoora?" But each person he asked answered,
+"I do not know." For the hare had said to his wife, "Let us remove
+from this house." Therefore the folks in that neighborhood had no
+knowledge of his whereabouts. Simba, however, went along, continuing
+his inquiries, until presently one answered, "That is his house on
+the top of the mountain."
+
+Without loss of time the lion climbed the mountain, and soon arrived at
+the place indicated, only to find that there was no one at home. This,
+however, did not trouble him; on the contrary, saying to himself, "I'll
+hide myself inside, and when Soongoora and his wife come home I'll eat
+them both," he entered the house and lay down, awaiting their arrival.
+
+Pretty soon along came the hare with his wife, not thinking of any
+danger; but he very soon discovered the marks of the lion's paws
+on the steep path. Stopping at once, he said to Mrs. Soongoora:
+"You go back, my dear. Simba, the lion, has passed this way, and I
+think he must be looking for me."
+
+But she replied, "I will not go back; I will follow you, my husband."
+
+Although greatly pleased at this proof of his wife's affection,
+Soongoora said firmly: "No, no; you have friends to go to. Go back."
+
+So he persuaded her, and she went back; but he kept on, following the
+footmarks, and saw--as he had suspected--that they went into his house.
+
+"Ah!" said he to himself, "Mr. Lion is inside, is he?" Then,
+cautiously going back a little way, he called out: "How d'ye do,
+house? How d'ye do?" Waiting a moment, he remarked loudly: "Well,
+this is very strange! Every day, as I pass this place, I say, 'How
+d'ye do, house?' and the house always answers, 'How d'ye do?' There
+must be some one inside to-day."
+
+When the lion heard this he called out, "How d'ye do?"
+
+Then Soongoora burst out laughing, and shouted: "Oho, Mr. Simba! You're
+inside, and I'll bet you want to eat me; but first tell me where you
+ever heard of a house talking!"
+
+Upon this the lion, seeing how he had been fooled, replied angrily,
+"You wait until I get hold of you; that's all."
+
+"Oh, I think you'll have to do the waiting," cried the hare; and then
+he ran away, the lion following.
+
+But it was of no use. Soongoora completely tired out old Simba, who,
+saying, "That rascal has beaten me; I don't want to have anything more
+to do with him," returned to his home under the great calabash tree.
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+III.
+
+THE LION, THE HYENA, AND THE RABBIT.
+
+
+Once upon a time Sim'ba, the lion, Fee'see, the hyena, and Keetee'tee,
+the rabbit, made up their minds to go in for a little farming. So
+they went into the country, made a garden, planted all kinds of seeds,
+and then came home and rested quite a while.
+
+Then, when the time came when their crops should be about ripe and
+ready for harvesting, they began to say to each other, "Let's go over
+to the farm, and see how our crops are coming along."
+
+So one morning, early, they started, and, as the garden was a long way
+off, Keeteetee, the rabbit, made this proposition: "While we are going
+to the farm, let us not stop on the road; and if any one does stop,
+let him be eaten." His companions, not being so cunning as he, and
+knowing they could outwalk him, readily consented to this arrangement.
+
+Well, off they went; but they had not gone very far when the rabbit
+stopped.
+
+"Hullo!" said Feesee, the hyena; "Keeteetee has stopped. He must
+be eaten."
+
+"That's the bargain," agreed Simba, the lion.
+
+"Well," said the rabbit, "I happened to be thinking."
+
+"What about?" cried his partners, with great curiosity.
+
+"I'm thinking," said he, with a grave, philosophical air, "about those
+two stones, one big and one little; the little one does not go up,
+nor does the big one go down."
+
+The lion and the hyena, having stopped to look at the stones, could
+only say, "Why, really, it's singular; but it's just as you say;"
+and they all resumed their journey, the rabbit being by this time
+well rested.
+
+When they had gone some distance the rabbit stopped again.
+
+"Aha!" said Feesee; "Keeteetee has stopped again. Now he must be
+eaten."
+
+"I rather think so," assented Simba.
+
+"Well," said the rabbit, "I was thinking again."
+
+Their curiosity once more aroused, his comrades begged him to tell
+them his think.
+
+"Why," said he, "I was thinking this: When people like us put on new
+coats, where do the old ones go to?"
+
+Both Simba and Feesee, having stopped a moment to consider the matter,
+exclaimed together, "Well, I wonder!" and the three went on, the
+rabbit having again had a good rest.
+
+After a little while the hyena, thinking it about time to show off
+a little of his philosophy, suddenly stopped.
+
+"Here," growled Simba, "this won't do; I guess we'll have to eat
+you, Feesee."
+
+"Oh, no," said the hyena; "I'm thinking."
+
+"What are you thinking about?" they inquired.
+
+"I'm thinking about nothing at all," said he, imagining himself very
+smart and witty.
+
+"Ah, pshaw!" cried Keeteetee; "we won't be fooled that way."
+
+So he and Simba ate the hyena.
+
+When they had finished eating their friend, the lion and the rabbit
+proceeded on their way, and presently came to a place where there
+was a cave, and here the rabbit stopped.
+
+"H'm!" ejaculated Simba; "I'm not so hungry as I was this morning,
+but I guess I'll have to find room for you, little Keeteetee."
+
+"Oh, I believe not," replied Keeteetee; "I'm thinking again."
+
+"Well," said the lion, "what is it this time?"
+
+Said the rabbit: "I'm thinking about that cave. In olden times our
+ancestors used to go in here, and go out there, and I think I'll try
+and follow in their footsteps."
+
+So he went in at one end and out at the other end several times.
+
+Then he said to the lion, "Simba, old fellow, let's see you try to
+do that;" and the lion went into the cave, but he stuck fast, and
+could neither go forward nor back out.
+
+In a moment Keeteetee was on Simba's back, and began eating him.
+
+After a little time the lion cried, "Oh, brother, be impartial;
+come and eat some of the front part of me."
+
+But the rabbit replied, "Indeed, I can't come around in front; I'm
+ashamed to look you in the face."
+
+So, having eaten all he was able to, he left the lion there, and went
+and became sole owner of the farm and its crops.
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+IV.
+
+THE KITES AND THE CROWS.
+
+
+One day Koongoo'roo, sultan of the crows, sent a letter to Mway'way,
+sultan of the kites, containing these few words: "I want you folks
+to be my soldiers."
+
+To this brief message Mwayway at once wrote this short reply:
+"I should say not."
+
+Thereupon, thinking to scare Mwayway, the sultan of the crows sent
+him word, "If you refuse to obey me I'll make war upon you."
+
+To which the sultan of the kites replied, "That suits me; let us fight,
+and if you beat us we will obey you, but if we are victors you shall
+be our servants."
+
+So they gathered their forces and engaged in a great battle, and in a
+little while it became evident that the crows were being badly beaten.
+
+As it appeared certain that, if something were not done pretty
+quickly, they would all be killed, one old crow, named Jeeoo'see,
+suddenly proposed that they should fly away.
+
+Directly the suggestion was made it was acted upon, and the crows left
+their homes and flew far away, where they set up another town. So,
+when the kites entered the place, they found no one there, and they
+took up their residence in Crowtown.
+
+One day, when the crows had gathered in council, Koongooroo stood up
+and said: "My people, do as I command you, and all will be well. Pluck
+out some of my feathers and throw me into the town of the kites;
+then come back and stay here until you hear from me."
+
+Without argument or questioning the crows obeyed their sultan's
+command.
+
+Koongooroo had lain in the street but a short time, when some passing
+kites saw him and inquired threateningly, "What are you doing here
+in our town?"
+
+With many a moan he replied, "My companions have beaten me and turned
+me out of their town because I advised them to obey Mwayway, sultan
+of the kites."
+
+When they heard this they picked him up and took him before the sultan,
+to whom they said, "We found this fellow lying in the street, and
+he attributes his involuntary presence in our town to so singular a
+circumstance that we thought you should hear his story."
+
+Koongooroo was then bidden to repeat his statement, which he did,
+adding the remark that, much as he had suffered, he still held to
+his opinion that Mwayway was his rightful sultan.
+
+This, of course, made a very favorable impression, and the sultan said,
+"You have more sense than all the rest of your tribe put together;
+I guess you can stay here and live with us."
+
+So Koongooroo, expressing much gratitude, settled down, apparently,
+to spend the remainder of his life with the kites.
+
+One day his neighbors took him to church with them, and when they
+returned home they asked him, "Who have the best kind of religion,
+the kites or the crows?"
+
+To which crafty old Koongooroo replied, with great enthusiasm, "Oh,
+the kites, by long odds!"
+
+This answer tickled the kites like anything, and Koongooroo was looked
+upon as a bird of remarkable discernment.
+
+When almost another week had passed, the sultan of the crows slipped
+away in the night, went to his own town, and called his people
+together.
+
+"To-morrow," said he, "is the great annual religious festival of
+the kites, and they will all go to church in the morning. Go, now,
+and get some wood and some fire, and wait near their town until I
+call you; then come quickly and set fire to the church."
+
+Then he hurried back to Mwayway's town.
+
+The crows were very busy indeed all that night, and by dawn they had
+an abundance of wood and fire at hand, and were lying in wait near
+the town of their victorious enemies.
+
+So in the morning every kite went to church. There was not one person
+left at home except old Koongooroo.
+
+When his neighbors called for him they found him lying
+down. "Why!" they exclaimed with surprise, "are you not going to
+church to-day?"
+
+"Oh," said he, "I wish I could; but my stomach aches so badly I can't
+move!" And he groaned dreadfully.
+
+"Ah, poor fellow!" said they; "you will be better in bed;" and they
+left him to himself.
+
+As soon as everybody was out of sight he flew swiftly to his soldiers
+and cried, "Come on; they're all in the church."
+
+Then they all crept quickly but quietly to the church, and while some
+piled wood about the door, others applied fire.
+
+The wood caught readily, and the fire was burning fiercely before the
+kites were aware of their danger; but when the church began to fill
+with smoke, and tongues of flame shot through the cracks, they tried
+to escape through the windows. The greater part of them, however,
+were suffocated, or, having their wings singed, could not fly away,
+and so were burned to death, among them their sultan, Mwayway; and
+Koongooroo and his crows got their old town back again.
+
+From that day to this the kites fly away from the crows.
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+V.
+
+GOSO, THE TEACHER.
+
+
+Once there was a man named Go'so, who taught children to read,
+not in a schoolhouse, but under a calabash tree. One evening, while
+Goso was sitting under the tree deep in the study of the next day's
+lessons, Paa, the gazelle, climbed up the tree very quietly to steal
+some fruit, and in so doing shook off a calabash, which, in falling,
+struck the teacher on the head and killed him.
+
+When his scholars came in the morning and found their teacher lying
+dead, they were filled with grief; so, after giving him a decent
+burial, they agreed among themselves to find the one who had killed
+Goso, and put him to death.
+
+After talking the matter over they came to the conclusion that the
+south wind was the offender.
+
+So they caught the south wind and beat it.
+
+But the south wind cried: "Here! I am Koo'see, the south wind. Why
+are you beating me? What have I done?"
+
+And they said: "Yes, we know you are Koosee; it was you who threw
+down the calabash that struck our teacher Goso. You should not have
+done it."
+
+But Koosee said, "If I were so powerful would I be stopped by a
+mud wall?"
+
+So they went to the mud wall and beat it.
+
+But the mud wall cried: "Here! I am Keeyambaa'za, the mud wall. Why
+are you beating me? What have I done?"
+
+And they said: "Yes, we know you are Keeyambaaza; it was you who
+stopped Koosee, the south wind; and Koosee, the south wind, threw
+down the calabash that struck our teacher Goso. You should not have
+done it."
+
+But Keeyambaaza said, "If I were so powerful would I be bored through
+by the rat?"
+
+So they went and caught the rat and beat it.
+
+But the rat cried: "Here! I am Paan'ya, the rat. Why are you beating
+me? What have I done?"
+
+And they said: "Yes, we know you are Paanya; it was you who bored
+through Keeyambaaza, the mud wall; which stopped Koosee, the south
+wind; and Koosee, the south wind, threw down the calabash that struck
+our teacher Goso. You should not have done it."
+
+But Paanya said, "If I were so powerful would I be eaten by a cat?"
+
+So they hunted for the cat, caught it, and beat it.
+
+But the cat cried: "Here! I am Paa'ka, the cat. Why do you beat
+me? What have I done?"
+
+And they said: "Yes, we know you are Paaka; it is you that eats Paanya,
+the rat; who bores through Keeyambaaza, the mud wall; which stopped
+Koosee, the south wind; and Koosee, the south wind, threw down the
+calabash that struck our teacher Goso. You should not have done it."
+
+But Paaka said, "If I were so powerful would I be tied by a rope?"
+
+So they took the rope and beat it.
+
+But the rope cried: "Here! I am Kaam'ba, the rope. Why do you beat
+me? What have I done?"
+
+And they said: "Yes, we know you are Kaamba; it is you that ties Paaka,
+the cat; who eats Paanya, the rat; who bores through Keeyambaaza,
+the mud wall; which stopped Koosee, the south wind; and Koosee, the
+south wind, threw down the calabash that struck our teacher Goso. You
+should not have done it."
+
+But Kaamba said, "If I were so powerful would I be cut by a knife?"
+
+So they took the knife and beat it.
+
+But the knife cried: "Here! I am Kee'soo, the knife. Why do you beat
+me? What have I done?"
+
+And they said: "Yes, we know you are Keesoo; you cut Kaamba, the rope;
+that ties Paaka, the cat; who eats Paanya, the rat; who bores through
+Keeyambaaza, the mud wall; which stopped Koosee, the south wind;
+and Koosee, the south wind, threw down the calabash that struck our
+teacher Goso. You should not have done it."
+
+But Keesoo said, "If I were so powerful would I be burned by the fire?"
+
+And they went and beat the fire.
+
+But the fire cried: "Here! I am Mo'to, the fire. Why do you beat
+me? What have I done?"
+
+And they said: "Yes, we know you are Moto; you burn Keesoo, the knife;
+that cuts Kaamba, the rope; that ties Paaka, the cat; who eats Paanya,
+the rat; who bores through Keeyambaaza, the mud wall; which stopped
+Koosee, the south wind; and Koosee, the south wind, threw down the
+calabash that struck our teacher Goso. You should not have done it."
+
+But Moto said, "If I were so powerful would I be put out by water?"
+
+And they went to the water and beat it.
+
+But the water cried: "Here! I am Maa'jee, the water. Why do you beat
+me? What have I done?"
+
+And they said: "Yes, we know you are Maajee; you put out Moto, the
+fire; that burns Keesoo, the knife; that cuts Kaamba, the rope; that
+ties Paaka, the cat; who eats Paanya, the rat; who bores through
+Keeyambaaza, the mud wall; which stopped Koosee, the south wind;
+and Koosee, the south wind, threw down the calabash that struck our
+teacher Goso. You should not have done it."
+
+But Maajee said, "If I were so powerful would I be drunk by the ox?"
+
+And they went to the ox and beat it.
+
+But the ox cried: "Here! I am Ng'om'bay, the ox. Why do you beat
+me? What have I done?"
+
+And they said: "Yes, we know you are Ng'ombay; you drink Maajee, the
+water; that puts out Moto, the fire; that burns Keesoo, the knife;
+that cuts Kaamba, the rope; that ties Paaka, the cat; who eats Paanya,
+the rat; who bores through Keeyambaaza, the mud wall; which stopped
+Koosee, the south wind; and Koosee, the south wind, threw down the
+calabash that struck our teacher Goso. You should not have done it."
+
+But Ng'ombay said, "If I were so powerful would I be tormented by
+the fly?"
+
+And they caught a fly and beat it.
+
+But the fly cried: "Here! I am Een'zee, the fly. Why do you beat
+me? What have I done?"
+
+And they said: "Yes, we know you are Eenzee; you torment Ng'ombay, the
+ox; who drinks Maajee, the water; that puts out Moto, the fire; that
+burns Keesoo, the knife; that cuts Kaamba, the rope; that ties Paaka,
+the cat; who eats Paanya, the rat; who bores through Keeyambaaza,
+the mud wall; which stopped Koosee, the south wind; and Koosee, the
+south wind, threw down the calabash that struck our teacher Goso. You
+should not have done it."
+
+But Eenzee said, "If I were so powerful would I be eaten by the
+gazelle?"
+
+And they searched for the gazelle, and when they found it they beat it.
+
+But the gazelle said: "Here! I am Paa, the gazelle. Why do you beat
+me? What have I done?"
+
+And they said: "Yes, we know you are Paa; you eat Eenzee, the fly;
+that torments Ng'ombay, the ox; who drinks Maajee, the water; that
+puts out Moto, the fire; that burns Keesoo, the knife; that cuts
+Kaamba, the rope; that ties Paaka, the cat; who eats Paanya, the rat;
+who bores through Keeyambaaza, the mud wall; which stopped Koosee,
+the south wind; and Koosee, the south wind, threw down the calabash
+that struck our teacher Goso. You should not have done it."
+
+The gazelle, through surprise at being found out and fear of the
+consequences of his accidental killing of the teacher, while engaged
+in stealing, was struck dumb.
+
+Then the scholars said: "Ah! he hasn't a word to say for himself. This
+is the fellow who threw down the calabash that struck our teacher
+Goso. We will kill him."
+
+So they killed Paa, the gazelle, and avenged the death of their
+teacher.
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+VI.
+
+THE APE, THE SNAKE, AND THE LION.
+
+
+Long, long ago there lived, in a village called Keejee'jee, a woman
+whose husband died, leaving her with a little baby boy. She worked
+hard all day to get food for herself and child, but they lived very
+poorly and were most of the time half-starved.
+
+When the boy, whose name was 'Mvoo' Laa'na, began to get big, he said
+to his mother, one day: "Mother, we are always hungry. What work did
+my father do to support us?"
+
+His mother replied: "Your father was a hunter. He set traps, and we
+ate what he caught in them."
+
+"Oho!" said 'Mvoo Laana; "that's not work; that's fun. I, too, will
+set traps, and see if we can't get enough to eat."
+
+The next day he went into the forest and cut branches from the trees,
+and returned home in the evening.
+
+The second day he spent making the branches into traps.
+
+The third day he twisted cocoanut fiber into ropes.
+
+The fourth day he set up as many traps as time would permit.
+
+The fifth day he set up the remainder of the traps.
+
+The sixth day he went to examine the traps, and they had caught so
+much game, beside what they needed for themselves, that he took a
+great quantity to the big town of Oongoo'ja, where he sold it and
+bought corn and other things, and the house was full of food; and, as
+this good fortune continued, he and his mother lived very comfortably.
+
+But after a while, when he went to his traps he found nothing in them
+day after day.
+
+One morning, however, he found that an ape had been caught in one of
+the traps, and he was about to kill it, when it said: "Son of Adam,
+I am Neea'nee, the ape; do not kill me. Take me out of this trap and
+let me go. Save me from the rain, that I may come and save you from
+the sun some day."
+
+So 'Mvoo Laana took him out of the trap and let him go.
+
+When Neeanee had climbed up in a tree, he sat on a branch and said
+to the youth: "For your kindness I will give you a piece of advice:
+Believe me, men are all bad. Never do a good turn for a man; if you
+do, he will do you harm at the first opportunity."
+
+The second day, 'Mvoo Laana found a snake in the same trap. He
+started to the village to give the alarm, but the snake shouted:
+"Come back, son of Adam; don't call the people from the village to
+come and kill me. I am Neeo'ka, the snake. Let me out of this trap,
+I pray you. Save me from the rain to-day, that I may be able to save
+you from the sun to-morrow, if you should be in need of help."
+
+So the youth let him go; and as he went he said, "I will return your
+kindness if I can, but do not trust any man; if you do him a kindness
+he will do you an injury in return at the first opportunity."
+
+The third day, 'Mvoo Laana found a lion in the same trap that had
+caught the ape and the snake, and he was afraid to go near it. But
+the lion said: "Don't run away; I am Sim'ba Kong'way, the very old
+lion. Let me out of this trap, and I will not hurt you. Save me from
+the rain, that I may save you from the sun if you should need help."
+
+So 'Mvoo Laana believed him and let him out of the trap, and Simba
+Kongway, before going his way, said: "Son of Adam, you have been kind
+to me, and I will repay you with kindness if I can; but never do a
+kindness to a man, or he will pay you back with unkindness."
+
+The next day a man was caught in the same trap, and when the youth
+released him, he repeatedly assured him that he would never forget the
+service he had done him in restoring his liberty and saving his life.
+
+Well, it seemed that he had caught all the game that could be taken
+in traps, and 'Mvoo Laana and his mother were hungry every day, with
+nothing to satisfy them, as they had been before. At last he said to
+his mother, one day: "Mother, make me seven cakes of the little meal
+we have left, and I will go hunting with my bow and arrows." So she
+baked him the cakes, and he took them and his bow and arrows and went
+into the forest.
+
+The youth walked and walked, but could see no game, and finally he
+found that he had lost his way, and had eaten all his cakes but one.
+
+And he went on and on, not knowing whether he was going away from
+his home or toward it, until he came to the wildest and most desolate
+looking wood he had ever seen. He was so wretched and tired that he
+felt he must lie down and die, when suddenly he heard some one calling
+him, and looking up he saw Neeanee, the ape, who said, "Son of Adam,
+where are you going?"
+
+"I don't know," replied 'Mvoo Laana, sadly; "I'm lost."
+
+"Well, well," said the ape; "don't worry. Just sit down here and
+rest yourself until I come back, and I will repay with kindness the
+kindness you once showed me."
+
+Then Neeanee went away off to some gardens and stole a whole lot of
+ripe paw-paws and bananas, and brought them to 'Mvoo Laana, and said:
+"Here's plenty of food for you. Is there anything else you want? Would
+you like a drink?" And before the youth could answer he ran off with a
+calabash and brought it back full of water. So the youth ate heartily,
+and drank all the water he needed, and then each said to the other,
+"Good-bye, till we meet again," and went their separate ways.
+
+When 'Mvoo Laana had walked a great deal farther without finding
+which way he should go, he met Simba Kongway, who asked, "Where are
+you going, son of Adam?"
+
+And the youth answered, as dolefully as before, "I don't know;
+I'm lost."
+
+"Come, cheer up," said the very old lion, "and rest yourself here a
+little. I want to repay with kindness to-day the kindness you showed
+me on a former day."
+
+So 'Mvoo Laana sat down. Simba Kongway went away, but soon returned
+with some game he had caught, and then he brought some fire, and the
+young man cooked the game and ate it. When he had finished he felt a
+great deal better, and they bade each other good-bye for the present,
+and each went his way.
+
+After he had traveled another very long distance the youth came to
+a farm, and was met by a very, very old woman, who said to him:
+"Stranger, my husband has been taken very sick, and I am looking
+for some one to make him some medicine. Won't you make it?" But he
+answered: "My good woman, I am not a doctor, I am a hunter, and never
+used medicine in my life. I can not help you."
+
+When he came to the road leading to the principal city he saw a well,
+with a bucket standing near it, and he said to himself: "That's just
+what I want. I'll take a drink of nice well-water. Let me see if the
+water can be reached."
+
+As he peeped over the edge of the well, to see if the water was high
+enough, what should he behold but a great big snake, which, directly
+it saw him, said, "Son of Adam, wait a moment." Then it came out of
+the well and said: "How? Don't you know me?"
+
+"I certainly do not," said the youth, stepping back a little.
+
+"Well, well!" said the snake; "I could never forget you. I am Neeoka,
+whom you released from the trap. You know I said, 'Save me from the
+rain, and I will save you from the sun.' Now, you are a stranger in
+the town to which you are going; therefore hand me your little bag,
+and I will place in it the things that will be of use to you when
+you arrive there."
+
+So 'Mvoo Laana gave Neeoka the little bag, and he filled it with
+chains of gold and silver, and told him to use them freely for his
+own benefit. Then they parted very cordially.
+
+When the youth reached the city, the first man he met was he whom
+he had released from the trap, who invited him to go home with him,
+which he did, and the man's wife made him supper.
+
+As soon as he could get away unobserved, the man went to the sultan
+and said: "There is a stranger come to my house with a bag full of
+chains of silver and gold, which he says he got from a snake that
+lives in a well. But although he pretends to be a man, I know that
+he is a snake who has power to look like a man."
+
+When the sultan heard this he sent some soldiers who brought 'Mvoo
+Laana and his little bag before him. When they opened the little bag,
+the man who was released from the trap persuaded the people that some
+evil would come out of it, and affect the children of the sultan and
+the children of the vizir.
+
+Then the people became excited, and tied the hands of 'Mvoo Laana
+behind him.
+
+But the great snake had come out of the well and arrived at the town
+just about this time, and he went and lay at the feet of the man who
+had said all those bad things about 'Mvoo Laana, and when the people
+saw this they said to that man: "How is this? There is the great snake
+that lives in the well, and he stays by you. Tell him to go away."
+
+But Neeoka would not stir. So they untied the young man's hands,
+and tried in every way to make amends for having suspected him of
+being a wizard.
+
+Then the sultan asked him, "Why should this man invite you to his
+home and then speak ill of you?"
+
+And 'Mvoo Laana related all that had happened to him, and how the ape,
+the snake, and the lion had cautioned him about the results of doing
+any kindness for a man.
+
+And the sultan said: "Although men are often ungrateful, they are
+not always so; only the bad ones. As for this fellow, he deserves
+to be put in a sack and drowned in the sea. He was treated kindly,
+and returned evil for good."
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+VII.
+
+HAAMDAANEE.
+
+
+Once there was a very poor man, named Haamdaa'nee, who begged from
+door to door for his living, sometimes taking things before they
+were offered him. After a while people became suspicious of him, and
+stopped giving him anything, in order to keep him away from their
+houses. So at last he was reduced to the necessity of going every
+morning to the village dust heap, and picking up and eating the few
+grains of the tiny little millet seed that he might find there.
+
+One day, as he was scratching and turning over the heap, he found a
+dime, which he tied up in a corner of his ragged dress, and continued
+to hunt for millet grains, but could not find one.
+
+"Oh, well," said he, "I've got a dime now; I'm pretty well fixed. I'll
+go home and take a nap instead of a meal."
+
+So he went to his hut, took a drink of water, put some tobacco in
+his mouth, and went to sleep.
+
+The next morning, as he scratched in the dust heap, he saw a countryman
+going along, carrying a basket made of twigs, and he called to him:
+"Hi, there, countryman! What have you in that cage?"
+
+The countryman, whose name was Moohaad'eem, replied, "Gazelles."
+
+And Haamdaanee called: "Bring them here. Let me see them."
+
+Now there were three well-to-do men standing near; and when they
+saw the countryman coming to Haamdaanee they smiled, and said,
+"You're taking lots of trouble for nothing, Moohaadeem."
+
+"How's that, gentlemen?" he inquired.
+
+"Why," said they, "that poor fellow has nothing at all. Not a cent."
+
+"Oh, I don't know that," said the countryman; "he may have plenty,
+for all I know."
+
+"Not he," said they.
+
+"Don't you see for yourself," continued one of them, "that he is on
+the dust heap? Every day he scratches there like a hen, trying to get
+enough grains of millet to keep himself alive. If he had any money,
+wouldn't he buy a square meal, for once in his life? Do you think he
+would want to buy a gazelle? What would he do with it? He can't find
+enough food for himself, without looking for any for a gazelle."
+
+But Moohaadeem said: "Gentlemen, I have brought some goods here to
+sell. I answer all who call me, and if any one says 'Come,' I go to
+him. I don't favor one and slight another; therefore, as this man
+called me, I'm going to him."
+
+"All right," said the first man; "you don't believe us. Well, we
+know where he lives, and all about him, and we know that he can't
+buy anything."
+
+"That's so," said the second man. "Perhaps, however, you will see
+that we were right, after you have a talk with him."
+
+To which the third man added, "Clouds are a sign of rain, but we have
+seen no signs of his being about to spend any money."
+
+"All right, gentlemen," said Moohaadeem; "many better-looking people
+than he call me, and when I show them my gazelles they say, 'Oh, yes,
+they're very beautiful, but awfully dear; take them away.' So I shall
+not be disappointed if this man says the same thing. I shall go to
+him, anyhow."
+
+Then one of the three men said, "Let us go with this man, and see
+what the beggar will buy."
+
+"Pshaw!" said another; "buy! You talk foolishly. He has not had a
+good meal in three years, to my knowledge; and a man in his condition
+doesn't have money to buy gazelles. However, let's go; and if he
+makes this poor countryman carry his load over there just for the
+fun of looking at the gazelles, let each of us give him a good hard
+whack with our walking-sticks, to teach him how to behave toward
+honest merchants."
+
+So, when they came near him, one of those three men said: "Well,
+here are the gazelles; now buy one. Here they are, you old hypocrite;
+you'll feast your eyes on them, but you can't buy them."
+
+But Haamdaanee, paying no attention to the men, said to Moohaadeem,
+"How much for one of your gazelles?"
+
+Then another of those men broke in: "You're very innocent, aren't
+you? You know, as well as I do, that gazelles are sold every day at
+two for a quarter."
+
+Still taking no notice of these outsiders, Haamdaanee continued,
+"I'd like to buy one for a dime."
+
+"One for a dime!" laughed the men; "of course you'd like to buy one
+for a dime. Perhaps you'd also like to have the dime to buy with."
+
+Then one of them gave him a push on the cheek.
+
+At this Haamdaanee turned and said: "Why do you push me on the cheek,
+when I've done nothing to you? I do not know you. I call this man,
+to transact some business with him, and you, who are strangers,
+step in to spoil our trade."
+
+He then untied the knot in the corner of his ragged coat, produced
+the dime, and, handing it to Moohaadeem, said, "Please, good man,
+let me have a gazelle for that."
+
+At this, the countryman took a small gazelle out of the cage and
+handed it to him, saying, "Here, master, take this one. I call it
+Keejee'paa." Then turning to those three men, he laughed, and said:
+"Ehe! How's this? You, with your white robes, and turbans, and swords,
+and daggers, and sandals on your feet--you gentlemen of property,
+and no mistake--you told me this man was too poor to buy anything;
+yet he has bought a gazelle for a dime, while you fine fellows,
+I think, haven't enough money among you to buy half a gazelle, if
+they were five cents each."
+
+Then Moohaadeem and the three men went their several ways.
+
+As for Haamdaanee, he stayed at the dust heap until he found a few
+grains of millet for himself and a few for Keejeepaa, the gazelle,
+and then went to his hut, spread his sleeping mat, and he and the
+gazelle slept together.
+
+This going to the dust heap for a few grains of millet and then going
+home to bed continued for about a week.
+
+Then one night Haamdaanee was awakened by some one calling,
+"Master!" Sitting up, he answered: "Here I am. Who calls?" The gazelle
+answered, "I do!"
+
+Upon this, the beggar man became so scared that he did not know
+whether he should faint or get up and run away.
+
+Seeing him so overcome, Keejeepaa asked, "Why, master, what's the
+matter?"
+
+"Oh, gracious!" he gasped; "what a wonder I see!"
+
+"A wonder?" said the gazelle, looking all around; "why, what is this
+wonder, that makes you act as if you were all broken up?"
+
+"Why, it's so wonderful, I can hardly believe I'm awake!" said his
+master. "Who in the world ever before knew of a gazelle that could
+speak?"
+
+"Oho!" laughed Keejeepaa; "is that all? There are many more wonderful
+things than that. But now, listen, while I tell you why I called you."
+
+"Certainly; I'll listen to every word," said the man. "I can't help
+listening!"
+
+"Well, you see, it's just this way," said Keejeepaa; "I've allowed you
+to become my master, and I can not run away from you; so I want you to
+make an agreement with me, and I will make you a promise, and keep it."
+
+"Say on," said his master.
+
+"Now," continued the gazelle, "one doesn't have to be acquainted
+with you long, in order to discover that you are very poor. This
+scratching a few grains of millet from the dust heap every day,
+and managing to subsist upon them, is all very well for you--you're
+used to it, because it's a matter of necessity with you; but if I
+keep it up much longer, you won't have any gazelle--Keejeepaa will
+die of starvation. Therefore, I want to go away every day and feed
+on my own kind of food; and I promise you I will return every evening."
+
+"Well, I guess I'll have to give my consent," said the man, in no
+very cheerful tone.
+
+As it was now dawn, Keejeepaa jumped up and ran out of the door,
+Haamdaanee following him. The gazelle ran very fast, and his master
+stood watching him until he disappeared. Then tears started in the
+man's eyes, and, raising his hands, he cried, "Oh, my mother!" Then
+he cried, "Oh, my father!" Then he cried, "Oh, my gazelle! It has
+run away!"
+
+Some of his neighbors, who heard him carrying on in this manner,
+took the opportunity to inform him that he was a fool, an idiot,
+and a dissipated fellow.
+
+Said one of them: "You hung around that dust heap, goodness knows
+how long, scratching like a hen, till fortune gave you a dime. You
+hadn't sense enough to go and buy some decent food; you had to buy
+a gazelle. Now you've let the creature run away. What are you crying
+about? You brought all your trouble on yourself."
+
+All this, of course, was very comforting to Haamdaanee, who slunk
+off to the dust heap, got a few grains of millet, and came back to
+his hut, which now seemed meaner and more desolate than ever.
+
+At sunset, however, Keejeepaa came trotting in; and the beggar was
+happy again, and said, "Ah, my friend, you have returned to me."
+
+"Of course," said the gazelle; "didn't I promise you? You see, I feel
+that when you bought me you gave all the money you had in the world,
+even though it was only a dime. Why, then, should I grieve you? I
+couldn't do it. If I go and get myself some food, I'll always come
+back evenings."
+
+When the neighbors saw the gazelle come home every evening and run
+off every morning, they were greatly surprised, and began to suspect
+that Haamdaanee was a wizard.
+
+Well, this coming and going continued for five days, the gazelle
+telling its master each night what fine places it had been to, and
+what lots of food it had eaten.
+
+On the sixth day it was feeding among some thorn bushes in a thick
+wood, when, scratching away some bitter grass at the foot of a big
+tree, it saw an immense diamond of intense brightness.
+
+"Oho!" said Keejeepaa, in great astonishment; "here's property, and no
+mistake! This is worth a kingdom! If I take it to my master he will
+be killed; for, being a poor man, if they say to him, 'Where did you
+get it?' and he answers, 'I picked it up,' they will not believe him;
+if he says, 'It was given to me,' they will not believe him either. It
+will not do for me to get my master into difficulties. I know what
+I'll do. I'll seek some powerful person; he will use it properly."
+
+So Keejeepaa started off through the forest, holding the diamond in
+his mouth, and ran, and ran, but saw no town that day; so he slept
+in the forest, and arose at dawn and pursued his way. And the second
+day passed like the first.
+
+On the third day the gazelle had traveled from dawn until between
+eight and nine o'clock, when he began to see scattered houses, getting
+larger in size, and knew he was approaching a town. In due time he
+found himself in the main street of a large city, leading direct
+to the sultan's palace, and began to run as fast as he could. People
+passing along stopped to look at the strange sight of a gazelle running
+swiftly along the main street with something wrapped in green leaves
+between its teeth.
+
+The sultan was sitting at the door of his palace, when Keejeepaa,
+stopping a little way off, dropped the diamond from its mouth,
+and, lying down beside it, panting, called out: "Ho, there! Ho,
+there!" which is a cry every one makes in that part of the world when
+wishing to enter a house, remaining outside until the cry is answered.
+
+After the cry had been repeated several times, the sultan said to
+his attendants, "Who is doing all that calling?"
+
+And one answered, "Master, it's a gazelle that's calling, 'Ho, there!'"
+
+"Ho-ho!" said the sultan; "Ho-ho! Invite the gazelle to come near."
+
+Then three attendants ran to Keejeepaa and said: "Come, get up. The
+sultan commands you to come near."
+
+So the gazelle arose, picked up the diamond, and, approaching
+the sultan, laid the jewel at his feet, saying, "Master, good
+afternoon!" To which the sultan replied: "May God make it good! Come
+near."
+
+The sultan ordered his attendants to bring a carpet and a large
+cushion, and desired the gazelle to rest upon them. When it protested
+that it was comfortable as it was, he insisted, and Keejeepaa had
+to allow himself to be made a very honored guest. Then they brought
+milk and rice, and the sultan would hear nothing until the gazelle
+had fed and rested.
+
+At last, when everything had been disposed of, the sultan said,
+"Well, now, my friend, tell me what news you bring."
+
+And Keejeepaa said: "Master, I don't exactly know how you will like
+the news I bring. The fact is, I'm sent here to insult you! I've come
+to try and pick a quarrel with you! In fact, I'm here to propose a
+family alliance with you!"
+
+At this the sultan exclaimed: "Oh, come! for a gazelle, you certainly
+know how to talk! Now, the fact of it is, I'm looking for some one
+to insult me. I'm just aching to have some one pick a quarrel with
+me. I'm impatient for a family alliance. Go on with your message."
+
+Then Keejeepaa said, "You don't bear any ill will against me, who am
+only a messenger?"
+
+And the sultan said, "None at all."
+
+"Well," said Keejeepaa, "look at this pledge I bring;" dropping the
+diamond wrapped in leaves into the sultan's lap.
+
+When the sultan opened the leaves and saw the great, sparkling jewel,
+he was overcome with astonishment. At last he said, "Well?"
+
+"I have brought this pledge," said the gazelle, "from my master,
+Sultan Daaraa'ee. He has heard that you have a daughter, so he sent
+you this jewel, hoping you will forgive him for not sending something
+more worthy of your acceptance than this trifle."
+
+"Goodness!" said the sultan to himself; "he calls this a trifle!" Then
+to the gazelle: "Oh, that's all right; that's all right. I'm
+satisfied. The Sultan Daaraaee has my consent to marry my daughter,
+and I don't want a single thing from him. Let him come empty-handed. If
+he has more of these trifles, let him leave them at home. This is my
+message, and I hope you will make it perfectly clear to your master."
+
+The gazelle assured him that he would explain everything
+satisfactorily, adding: "And now, master, I take my leave. I go
+straight to our own town, and hope that in about eleven days we shall
+return to be your guests." So, with mutual compliments, they parted.
+
+In the meantime, Haamdaanee was having an exceedingly tough
+time. Keejeepaa having disappeared, he wandered about the town moaning,
+"Oh, my poor gazelle! my poor gazelle!" while the neighbors laughed
+and jeered at him, until, between them and his loss, he was nearly
+out of his mind.
+
+But one evening, when he had gone to bed, Keejeepaa walked in. Up
+he jumped, and began to embrace the gazelle, and weep over it, and
+carry on at a great rate.
+
+When he thought there had been about enough of this kind of thing,
+the gazelle said: "Come, come; keep quiet, my master. I've brought
+you good news." But the beggar man continued to cry and fondle,
+and declare that he had thought his gazelle was dead.
+
+At last Keejeepaa said: "Oh, well, master, you see I'm all right. You
+must brace up, and prepare to hear my news, and do as I advise you."
+
+"Go on; go on," replied his master; "explain what you will, I'll
+do whatever you require me to do. If you were to say, 'Lie down on
+your back, that I may roll you over the side of the hill,' I would
+lie down."
+
+"Well," said the gazelle, "there is not much to explain just now,
+but I'll tell you this: I've seen many kinds of food, food that is
+desirable and food that is objectionable, but this food I'm about to
+offer you is very sweet indeed."
+
+"What?" said Haamdaanee. "Is it possible that in this world there
+is anything that is positively good? There must be good and bad in
+everything. Food that is both sweet and bitter is good food, but if
+food were nothing but sweetness would it not be injurious?"
+
+"H'm!" yawned the gazelle; "I'm too tired to talk philosophy. Let's
+go to sleep now, and when I call you in the morning, all you have to
+do is to get up and follow me."
+
+So at dawn they set forth, the gazelle leading the way, and for five
+days they journeyed through the forest.
+
+On the fifth day they came to a stream, and Keejeepaa said to his
+master, "Lie down here." When he had done so, the gazelle set to and
+beat him so soundly that he cried out: "Oh, let up, I beg of you!"
+
+"Now," said the gazelle, "I'm going away, and when I return I
+expect to find you right here; so don't you leave this spot on any
+account." Then he ran away, and about ten o'clock that morning he
+arrived at the house of the sultan.
+
+Now, ever since the day Keejeepaa left the town, soldiers had been
+placed along the road to watch for and announce the approach of Sultan
+Daaraaee; so one of them, when he saw the gazelle in the distance,
+rushed up and cried to the sultan, "Sultan Daaraaee is coming! I've
+seen the gazelle running as fast as it can in this direction."
+
+The sultan and his attendants immediately set out to meet his guests;
+but when they had gone a little way beyond the town they met the
+gazelle coming along alone, who, on reaching the sultan, said,
+"Good day, my master." The sultan replied in kind, and asked the
+news, but Keejeepaa said: "Ah, do not ask me. I can scarcely walk,
+and my news is bad!"
+
+"Why, how is that?" asked the sultan.
+
+"Oh, dear!" sighed the gazelle; "such misfortune and misery! You see,
+Sultan Daaraaee and I started alone to come here, and we got along
+all right until we came to the thick part of the forest yonder, when
+we were met by robbers, who seized my master, bound him, beat him,
+and took everything he had, even stripping off every stitch of his
+clothing. Oh, dear! oh, dear!"
+
+"Dear me!" said the sultan; "we must attend to this at once." So,
+hurrying back with his attendants to his house, he called a groom,
+to whom he said, "Saddle the best horse in my stable, and put on him
+my finest harness." Then he directed a woman servant to open the
+big inlaid chest and bring him a bag of clothes. When she brought
+it he picked out a loin-cloth, and a long white robe, and a black
+overjacket, and a shawl for the waist, and a turban cloth, all of
+the very finest. Then he sent for a curved sword with a gold hilt,
+and a curved dagger with gold filigree, and a pair of elegant sandals,
+and a fine walking-cane.
+
+Then the sultan said to Keejeepaa, "Take some of my soldiers, and
+let them convey these things to Sultan Daaraaee, that he may dress
+himself and come to me."
+
+But the gazelle answered: "Ah, my master, can I take these soldiers
+with me and put Sultan Daaraaee to shame? There he lies, beaten and
+robbed, and I would not have any one see him. I can take everything
+by myself."
+
+"Why," exclaimed the sultan, "here is a horse, and there are clothes
+and arms. I don't see how a little gazelle can manage all those
+things."
+
+But the gazelle had them fasten everything on the horse's back, and
+tie the end of the bridle around his own neck, and then he set off
+alone, amidst the wonder and admiration of the people of that city,
+high and low.
+
+When he arrived at the place where he had left the beggar-man, he
+found him lying waiting for him, and overjoyed at his return.
+
+"Now," said he, "I have brought you the sweet food I promised. Come,
+get up and bathe yourself."
+
+With the hesitation of a person long unaccustomed to such a thing,
+the man stepped into the stream and began to wet himself a little.
+
+"Oh," said the gazelle, impatiently, "a little water like that won't
+do you much good; get out into the deep pool."
+
+"Dear me!" said the man, timidly; "there is so much water there;
+and where there is much water there are sure to be horrible animals."
+
+"Animals! What kind of animals?"
+
+"Well, crocodiles, water lizards, snakes, and, at any rate, frogs;
+and they bite people, and I'm terribly afraid of all of them."
+
+"Oh, well," said Keejeepaa, "do the best you can in the stream; but
+rub yourself well with earth, and, for goodness' sake, scrub your
+teeth well with sand; they are awfully dirty."
+
+So the man obeyed, and soon made quite a change in his appearance.
+
+Then the gazelle said: "Here, hurry up and put on these things. The
+sun has gone down, and we ought to have started before this."
+
+So the man dressed himself in the fine clothes the sultan had sent,
+and then he mounted the horse, and they started; the gazelle trotting
+on ahead.
+
+When they had gone some distance, the gazelle stopped, and said,
+"See here: nobody who sees you now would suspect that you are the man
+who scratched in the dust heap yesterday. Even if we were to go back to
+our town the neighbors would not recognize you, if it were only for the
+fact that your face is clean and your teeth are white. Your appearance
+is all right, but I have a caution to give you. Over there, where we
+are going, I have procured for you the sultan's daughter for a wife,
+with all the usual wedding gifts. Now, you must keep quiet. Say nothing
+except, 'How d'ye do?' and 'What's the news?' Let me do the talking."
+
+"All right," said the man; "that suits me exactly."
+
+"Do you know what your name is?"
+
+"Of course I do."
+
+"Indeed? Well, what is it?"
+
+"Why, my name is Haamdaanee."
+
+"Not much," laughed Keejeepaa; "your name is Sultan Daaraaee."
+
+"Oh, is it?" said his master. "That's good."
+
+So they started forward again, and in a little while they saw soldiers
+running in every direction, and fourteen of these joined them to
+escort them. Then they saw ahead of them the sultan, and the vizirs,
+and the emirs, and the judges, and the great men of the city, coming
+to meet them.
+
+"Now, then," said Keejeepaa, "get off your horse and salute your
+father-in-law. That's him in the middle, wearing the sky-blue jacket."
+
+"All right," said the man, jumping off his horse, which was then led
+by a soldier.
+
+So the two met, and the sultans shook hands, and kissed each other,
+and walked up to the palace together.
+
+Then they had a great feast, and made merry and talked until night,
+at which time Sultan Daaraaee and the gazelle were put into an inner
+room, with three soldiers at the door to guard and attend upon them.
+
+When the morning came, Keejeepaa went to the sultan and said: "Master,
+we wish to attend to the business which brought us here. We want
+to marry your daughter, and the sooner the ceremony takes place,
+the better it will please the Sultan Daaraaee."
+
+"Why, that's all right," said the sultan; "the bride is ready. Let
+some one call the teacher, Mwaalee'moo, and tell him to come at once."
+
+When Mwaaleemoo arrived, the sultan said, "See here, we want you to
+marry this gentleman to my daughter right away."
+
+"All right; I'm ready," said the teacher. So they were married.
+
+Early the next morning the gazelle said to his master: "Now I'm off on
+a journey. I shall be gone about a week; but however long I am gone,
+don't you leave the house till I return. Good-bye."
+
+Then he went to the real sultan and said: "Good master, Sultan Daaraaee
+has ordered me to return to our town and put his house in order; he
+commands me to be here again in a week; if I do not return by that
+time, he will stay here until I come."
+
+The sultan asked him if he would not like to have some soldiers go
+with him; but the gazelle replied that he was quite competent to
+take care of himself, as his previous journeys had proved, and he
+preferred to go alone; so with mutual good wishes they parted.
+
+But Keejeepaa did not go in the direction of the old village. He
+struck off by another road through the forest, and after a time came
+to a very fine town, of large, handsome houses. As he went through
+the principal street, right to the far end, he was greatly astonished
+to observe that the town seemed to have no inhabitants, for he saw
+neither man, woman, nor child in all the place.
+
+At the end of the main street he came upon the largest and most
+beautiful house he had ever seen, built of sapphire, and turquoise,
+and costly marbles.
+
+"Oh, my!" said the gazelle; "this house would just suit my master. I'll
+have to pluck up my courage and see whether this is deserted like
+the other houses in this mysterious town."
+
+So Keejeepaa knocked at the door, and called, "Hullo, there!" several
+times; but no one answered. And he said to himself: "This is
+strange! If there were no one inside, the door would be fastened
+on the outside. Perhaps they are in another part of the house, or
+asleep. I'll call again, louder."
+
+So he called again, very loud and long, "Hul-lo, th-e-re! Hul-lo!" And
+directly an old woman inside answered, "Who is that calling so loudly?"
+
+"It is I, your grandchild, good mistress," said Keejeepaa.
+
+"If you are my grandchild," replied the old woman, "go back to your
+home at once; don't come and die here, and bring me to my death also."
+
+"Oh, come," said he, "open the door, mistress; I have just a few
+words I wish to say to you."
+
+"My dear grandson," she replied, "the only reason why I do not open
+the door is because I fear to endanger both your life and my own."
+
+"Oh, don't worry about that; I guess your life and mine are safe enough
+for a while. Open the door, anyhow, and hear the little I have to say."
+
+So the old woman opened the door.
+
+Then they exchanged salutations and compliments, after which she
+asked the gazelle, "What's the news from your place, grandson?"
+
+"Oh, everything is going along pretty well," said he; "what's the
+news around here?"
+
+"Ah!" sighed the old creature; "the news here is very bad. If you're
+looking for a place to die in, you've struck it here. I've not the
+slightest doubt you'll see all you want of death this very day."
+
+"Huh!" replied Keejeepaa, lightly; "for a fly to die in honey is not
+bad for the fly, and doesn't injure the honey."
+
+"It may be all very well for you to be easy about it," persisted the
+old person; "but if people with swords and shields did not escape,
+how can a little thing like you avoid danger? I must again beg of
+you to go back to the place you came from. Your safety seems of more
+interest to me than it is to you."
+
+"Well, you see, I can't go back just now; and besides, I want to find
+out more about this place. Who owns it?"
+
+"Ah, grandson, in this house are enormous wealth, numbers of people,
+hundreds of horses, and the owner is Neeo'ka Mkoo', the wonderfully
+big snake. He owns this whole town, also."
+
+"Oho! Is that so?" said Keejeepaa. "Look here, old lady; can't you
+put me on to some plan of getting near this big snake, that I may
+kill him?"
+
+"Mercy!" cried the old woman, in affright; "don't talk like
+that. You've put my life in danger already, for I'm sure Neeoka Mkoo
+can hear what is said in this house, wherever he is. You see I'm a
+poor old woman, and I have been placed here, with those pots and pans,
+to cook for him. Well, when the big snake is coming, the wind begins
+to blow and the dust flies as it would do in a great storm. Then,
+when he arrives in the courtyard, he eats until he is full, and
+after that, goes inside there to drink water. When he has finished,
+he goes away again. This occurs every other day, just when the sun
+is overhead. I may add that Neeoka Mkoo has seven heads. Now, then,
+do you think yourself a match for him?"
+
+"Look here, mother," said the gazelle, "don't you worry about me. Has
+this big snake a sword?"
+
+"He has. This is it," said she, taking from its peg a very keen
+and beautiful blade, and handing it to him; "but what's the use in
+bothering about it? We are dead already."
+
+"We shall see about that," said Keejeepaa.
+
+Just at that moment the wind began to blow, and the dust to fly,
+as if a great storm were approaching.
+
+"Do you hear the great one coming?" cried the old woman.
+
+"Pshaw!" said the gazelle; "I'm a great one also--and I have the
+advantage of being on the inside. Two bulls can't live in one
+cattle-pen. Either he will live in this house, or I will."
+
+Notwithstanding the terror the old lady was in, she had to smile at
+the assurance of this little undersized gazelle, and repeated over
+again her account of the people with swords and shields who had been
+killed by the big snake.
+
+"Ah, stop your gabbling!" said the gazelle; "you can't always judge
+a banana by its color or size. Wait and see, grandma."
+
+In a very little while the big snake, Neeoka Mkoo, came into the
+courtyard, and went around to all the pots and ate their contents. Then
+he came to the door.
+
+"Hullo, old lady," said he; "how is it I smell a new kind of odor
+inside there?"
+
+"Oh, that's nothing, good master," replied the old woman; "I've been
+so busy around here lately I haven't had time to look after myself;
+but this morning I used some perfume, and that's what you smell."
+
+Now, Keejeepaa had drawn the sword, and was standing just inside
+the doorway; so, when the big snake put his head in, it was cut off
+so quickly that its owner did not know it was gone. When he put in
+his second head it was cut off with the same quickness; and, feeling
+a little irritation, he exclaimed, "Who's inside there, scratching
+me?" He then thrust in his third head, and that was cut off also.
+
+This continued until six heads had been disposed of, when Neeoka Mkoo
+unfolded his rings and lashed around so that the gazelle and the old
+woman could not see one another through the dust.
+
+Then the snake thrust in his seventh head, and the gazelle, crying:
+"Now your time has come; you've climbed many trees, but this you can
+not climb," severed it, and immediately fell down in a fainting fit.
+
+Well, that old woman, although she was seventy-five years of age,
+jumped, and shouted, and laughed, like a girl of nine. Then she ran
+and got water, and sprinkled the gazelle, and turned him this way
+and that way, until at last he sneezed; which greatly pleased the
+old person, who fanned him and tended him until he was quite recovered.
+
+"Oh, my!" said she; "who would have thought you could be a match for
+him, my grandson?"
+
+"Well, well," said Keejeepaa; "that's all over. Now show me everything
+around this place."
+
+So she showed him everything, from top to bottom: store-rooms
+full of goods, chambers full of expensive foods, rooms containing
+handsome people who had been kept prisoners for a long time, slaves,
+and everything.
+
+Next he asked her if there was any person who was likely to lay
+claim to the place or make any trouble; and she answered: "No one;
+everything here belongs to you."
+
+"Very well, then," said he, "you stay here and take care of these
+things until I bring my master. This place belongs to him now."
+
+Keejeepaa stayed three days examining the house, and said to himself:
+"Well, when my master comes here he will be much pleased with what I
+have done for him, and he'll appreciate it after the life he's been
+accustomed to. As to his father-in-law, there is not a house in his
+town that can compare with this."
+
+On the fourth day he departed, and in due time arrived at the
+town where the sultan and his master lived. Then there were great
+rejoicings; the sultan being particularly pleased at his return,
+while his master felt as if he had received a new lease of life.
+
+After everything had settled down a little, Keejeepaa told his master
+he must be ready to go, with his wife, to his new home after four
+days. Then he went and told the sultan that Sultan Daaraaee desired
+to take his wife to his own town in four days; to which the sultan
+strongly objected; but the gazelle said it was his master's wish,
+and at last everything was arranged.
+
+On the day of the departure a great company assembled to escort Sultan
+Daaraaee and his bride. There were the bride's ladies-in-waiting,
+and slaves, and horsemen, and Keejeepaa leading them all.
+
+So they traveled three days, resting when the sun was overhead, and
+stopping each evening about five o'clock to eat and sleep; arising
+next morning at day-break, eating, and going forward again. And all
+this time the gazelle took very little rest, going all through the
+company, from the ladies to the slaves, and seeing that every one was
+well supplied with food and quite comfortable; therefore the entire
+company loved him and valued him like the apples of their eyes.
+
+On the fourth day, during the afternoon, many houses came into
+view, and some of the folks called Keejeepaa's attention to
+them. "Certainly," said he; "that is our town, and that house you
+see yonder is the palace of Sultan Daaraaee."
+
+So they went on, and all the company filed into the courtyard, while
+the gazelle and his master went into the house.
+
+When the old woman saw Keejeepaa, she began to dance, and shout, and
+carry on, just as she did when he killed Neeoka Mkoo, and taking up
+his foot she kissed it; but Keejeepaa said: "Old lady, let me alone;
+the one to be made much of is this my master, Sultan Daaraaee. Kiss
+his feet; he has the first honors whenever he is present."
+
+The old woman excused herself for not knowing the master, and
+then Sultan Daaraaee and the gazelle went around on a tour of
+inspection. The sultan ordered all the prisoners to be released,
+the horses to be sent out to pasture, all the rooms to be swept,
+the furniture to be dusted, and, in the meantime, servants were busy
+preparing food. Then every one had apartments assigned to him, and
+all were satisfied.
+
+After they had remained there some time, the ladies who had accompanied
+the bride expressed a desire to return to their own homes. Keejeepaa
+begged them not to hurry away, but after a while they departed, each
+loaded with gifts by the gazelle, for whom they had a thousand times
+more affection than for his master. Then things settled down to their
+regular routine.
+
+One day the gazelle said to the old woman: "I think the conduct of
+my master is very singular. I have done nothing but good for him
+all the time I have been with him. I came to this town and braved
+many dangers for him, and when all was over I gave everything to
+him. Yet he has never asked: 'How did you get this house? How did
+you get this town? Who is the owner of this house? Have you rented
+all these things, or have they been given you? What has become of
+the inhabitants of the place?' I don't understand him. And further:
+although I have done nothing but good for him, he has never done one
+good thing for me. Nothing here is really his. He never saw such a
+house or town as this since the day he was born, and he doesn't own
+anything of it. I believe the old folks were right when they said,
+'If you want to do any person good, don't do too much; do him a little
+harm occasionally, and he'll think more of you.' However, I've done
+all I can now, and I'd like to see him make some little return."
+
+Next morning the old woman was awakened early by the gazelle calling,
+"Mother! Mother!" When she went to him she found he was sick in his
+stomach, feverish, and all his legs ached.
+
+"Go," said he, "and tell my master I am very ill."
+
+So she went upstairs and found the master and mistress sitting on a
+marble couch, covered with a striped silk scarf from India.
+
+"Well," said the master, "what do you want, old woman?"
+
+"Oh, my master," cried she, "Keejeepaa is sick!"
+
+The mistress started and said: "Dear me! What is the matter with him?"
+
+"All his body pains him. He is sick all over."
+
+"Oh, well," said the master, "what can I do? Go and get some of that
+red millet, that is too common for our use, and make him some gruel."
+
+"Gracious!" exclaimed his wife, staring at him in amazement; "do you
+wish her to feed our friend with stuff that a horse would not eat if
+he were ever so hungry? This is not right of you."
+
+"Ah, get out!" said he, "you're crazy. We eat rice; isn't red millet
+good enough for a gazelle that cost only a dime?"
+
+"Oh, but he is no ordinary gazelle. He should be as dear to you as
+the apple of your eye. If sand got in your eye it would trouble you."
+
+"You talk too much," returned her husband; then, turning to the old
+woman, he said, "Go and do as I told you."
+
+So the old woman went downstairs, and when she saw the gazelle,
+she began to cry, and say, "Oh, dear! oh, dear!"
+
+It was a long while before the gazelle could persuade her to tell
+him what had passed upstairs, but at last she told him all. When
+he had heard it, he said: "Did he really tell you to make me red
+millet gruel?"
+
+"Ah," cried she, "do you think I would say such a thing if it were
+not so?"
+
+"Well," said Keejeepaa, "I believe what the old folks said was
+right. However, we'll give him another chance. Go up to him again,
+and tell him I am very sick, and that I can't eat that gruel."
+
+So she went upstairs, and found the master and mistress sitting by
+the window, drinking coffee.
+
+The master, looking around and seeing her, said: "What's the matter
+now, old woman?"
+
+And she said: "Master, I am sent by Keejeepaa. He is very sick indeed,
+and has not taken the gruel you told me to make for him."
+
+"Oh, bother!" he exclaimed. "Hold your tongue, and keep your feet
+still, and shut your eyes, and stop your ears with wax; then, if that
+gazelle tells you to come up here, say that your legs are stiff; and
+if he tells you to listen, say your ears are deaf; and if he tells you
+to look, say your sight has failed you; and if he wants you to talk,
+tell him your tongue is paralyzed."
+
+When the old woman heard these words, she stood and stared, and was
+unable to move. As for his wife, her face became sad, and the tears
+began to start from her eyes; observing which, her husband said,
+sharply, "What's the matter with you, sultan's daughter?"
+
+The lady replied, "A man's madness is his undoing."
+
+"Why do you say that, mistress?" he inquired.
+
+"Ah," said she, "I am grieved, my husband, at your treatment of
+Keejeepaa. Whenever I say a good word for the gazelle you dislike to
+hear it. I pity you that your understanding is gone."
+
+"What do you mean by talking in that manner to me?" he blustered.
+
+"Why, advice is a blessing, if properly taken. A husband should
+advise with his wife, and a wife with her husband; then they are
+both blessed."
+
+"Oh, stop," said her husband, impatiently; "it's evident you've
+lost your senses. You should be chained up." Then he said to the old
+woman: "Never mind her talk; and as to this gazelle, tell him to stop
+bothering me and putting on style, as if he were the sultan. I can't
+eat, I can't drink, I can't sleep, because of that gazelle worrying
+me with his messages. First, the gazelle is sick; then, the gazelle
+doesn't like what he gets to eat. Confound it! If he likes to eat,
+let him eat; if he doesn't like to eat, let him die and be out of the
+way. My mother is dead, and my father is dead, and I still live and
+eat; shall I be put out of my way by a gazelle, that I bought for a
+dime, telling me he wants this thing or that thing? Go and tell him
+to learn how to behave himself toward his superiors."
+
+When the old woman went downstairs, she found the gazelle was bleeding
+at the mouth, and in a very bad way. All she could say was, "My son,
+the good you did is all lost; but be patient."
+
+And the gazelle wept with the old woman when she told him all that
+had passed, and he said, "Mother, I am dying, not only from sickness,
+but from shame and anger at this man's ingratitude."
+
+After a while Keejeepaa told the old woman to go and tell the
+master that he believed he was dying. When she went upstairs she
+found Daaraaee chewing sugar-cane, and she said to him, "Master,
+the gazelle is worse; we think him nearer to dying than getting well."
+
+To which he answered: "Haven't I told you often enough not to
+bother me?"
+
+Then his wife said: "Oh, husband, won't you go down and see the poor
+gazelle? If you don't like to go, let me go and see him. He never
+gets a single good thing from you."
+
+But he turned to the old woman and said, "Go and tell that nuisance
+of a gazelle to die eleven times if he chooses to."
+
+"Now, husband," persisted the lady, "what has Keejeepaa done to
+you? Has he done you any wrong? Such words as yours people use to
+their enemies only. Surely the gazelle is not your enemy. All the
+people who know him, great and lowly, love him dearly, and they will
+think it very wrong of you if you neglect him. Now, do be kind to him,
+Sultan Daaraaee."
+
+But he only repeated his assertion that she had lost her wits, and
+would have nothing further of argument.
+
+So the old woman went down and found the gazelle worse than ever.
+
+In the meantime Sultan Daaraaee's wife managed to give some rice to
+a servant to cook for the gazelle, and also sent him a soft shawl to
+cover him and a pillow to lie upon. She also sent him a message that
+if he wished, she would have her father's best physicians attend him.
+
+All this was too late, however, for just as these good things arrived,
+Keejeepaa died.
+
+When the people heard he was dead, they went running around crying
+and having an awful time; and when Sultan Daaraaee found out what
+all the commotion was about he was very indignant, remarking, "Why,
+you are making as much fuss as if I were dead, and all over a gazelle
+that I bought for a dime!"
+
+But his wife said: "Husband, it was this gazelle that came to ask
+me of my father, it was he who brought me from my father's, and it
+was to him I was given by my father. He gave you everything good,
+and you do not possess a thing that he did not procure for you. He
+did everything he could to help you, and you not only returned him
+unkindness, but now he is dead you have ordered people to throw him
+into the well. Let us alone, that we may weep."
+
+But the gazelle was taken and thrown into the well.
+
+Then the lady wrote a letter telling her father to come to her
+directly, and despatched it by trusty messengers; upon the receipt
+of which the sultan and his attendants started hurriedly to visit
+his daughter.
+
+When they arrived, and heard that the gazelle was dead and had been
+thrown into the well, they wept very much; and the sultan, and the
+vizir, and the judges, and the rich chief men, all went down into the
+well and brought up the body of Keejeepaa, and took it away with them
+and buried it.
+
+Now, that night the lady dreamt that she was at home at her father's
+house; and when dawn came she awoke and found she was in her own bed
+in her own town again.
+
+And her husband dreamed that he was on the dust heap, scratching;
+and when he awoke there he was, with both hands full of dust, looking
+for grains of millet. Staring wildly he looked around to the right
+and left, saying: "Oh, who has played this trick on me? How did I
+get back here, I wonder?"
+
+Just then the children going along, and seeing him, laughed and hooted
+at him, calling out: "Hullo, Haamdaanee, where have you been? Where
+do you come from? We thought you were dead long ago."
+
+So the sultan's daughter lived in happiness with her people until the
+end, and that beggar-man continued to scratch for grains of millet
+in the dust heap until he died.
+
+If this story is good, the goodness belongs to all; if it is bad,
+the badness belongs only to him who told it.
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+VIII.
+
+MKAAAH JEECHONEE, THE BOY HUNTER.
+
+
+Sultan Maaj'noon had seven sons and a big cat, of all of whom he was
+very proud.
+
+Everything went well until one day the cat went and caught a calf. When
+they told the sultan he said, "Well, the cat is mine, and the calf is
+mine." So they said, "Oh, all right, master," and let the matter drop.
+
+A few days later the cat caught a goat; and when they told the sultan
+he said, "The cat is mine, and the goat is mine;" and so that settled
+it again.
+
+Two days more passed, and the cat caught a cow. They told the sultan,
+and he shut them up with "My cat, and my cow."
+
+After another two days the cat caught a donkey; same result.
+
+Next it caught a horse; same result.
+
+The next victim was a camel; and when they told the sultan he said:
+"What's the matter with you folks? It was my cat, and my camel. I
+believe you don't like my cat, and want it killed, bringing me tales
+about it every day. Let it eat whatever it wants to."
+
+In a very short time it caught a child, and then a full-grown man;
+but each time the sultan remarked that both the cat and its victim
+were his, and thought no more of it.
+
+Meantime the cat grew bolder, and hung around a low, open place
+near the town, pouncing on people going for water, or animals out at
+pasture, and eating them.
+
+At last some of the people plucked up courage; and, going to the
+sultan, said: "How is this, master? As you are our sultan you are
+our protector,--or ought to be,--yet you have allowed this cat to do
+as it pleases, and now it lives just out of town there, and kills
+everything living that goes that way, while at night it comes into
+town and does the same thing. Now, what on earth are we to do?"
+
+But Maajnoon only replied: "I really believe you hate my cat. I suppose
+you want me to kill it; but I shall do no such thing. Everything it
+eats is mine."
+
+Of course the folks were astonished at this result of the interview,
+and, as no one dared to kill the cat, they all had to remove from
+the vicinity where it lived. But this did not mend matters, because,
+when it found no one came that way, it shifted its quarters likewise.
+
+So complaints continued to pour in, until at last Sultan Maajnoon
+gave orders that if any one came to make accusations against the cat,
+he was to be informed that the master could not be seen.
+
+When things got so that people neither let their animals out nor went
+out themselves, the cat went farther into the country, killing and
+eating cattle, and fowls, and everything that came its way.
+
+One day the sultan said to six of his sons, "I'm going to look at
+the country to-day; come along with me."
+
+The seventh son was considered too young to go around anywhere,
+and was always left at home with the women folk, being called by his
+brothers Mkaa'ah Jeecho'nee, which means Mr. Sit-in-the-kitchen.
+
+Well, they went, and presently came to a thicket. The father was in
+front and the six sons following him, when the cat jumped out and
+killed three of the latter.
+
+The attendants shouted, "The cat! the cat!" and the soldiers asked
+permission to search for and kill it, which the sultan readily granted,
+saying: "This is not a cat, it is a noon'dah. It has taken from me
+my own sons."
+
+Now, nobody had ever seen a noondah, but they all knew it was a
+terrible beast that could kill and eat all other living things.
+
+When the sultan began to bemoan the loss of his sons, some of those who
+heard him said: "Ah, master, this noondah does not select his prey. He
+doesn't say: 'This is my master's son, I'll leave him alone,' or,
+'This is my master's wife, I won't eat her.' When we told you what
+the cat had done, you always said it was your cat, and what it ate
+was yours, and now it has killed your sons, and we don't believe it
+would hesitate to eat even you."
+
+And he said, "I fear you are right."
+
+As for the soldiers who tried to get the cat, some were killed and
+the remainder ran away, and the sultan and his living sons took the
+dead bodies home and buried them.
+
+Now when Mkaaah Jeechonee, the seventh son, heard that his brothers
+had been killed by the noondah, he said to his mother, "I, too, will
+go, that it may kill me as well as my brothers, or I will kill it."
+
+But his mother said: "My son, I do not like to have you go. Those
+three are already dead; and if you are killed also, will not that be
+one wound upon another to my heart?"
+
+"Nevertheless," said he, "I can not help going; but do not tell
+my father."
+
+So his mother made him some cakes, and sent some attendants with
+him; and he took a great spear, as sharp as a razor, and a sword,
+bade her farewell, and departed.
+
+As he had always been left at home, he had no very clear idea what
+he was going to hunt for; so he had not gone far beyond the suburbs,
+when, seeing a very large dog, he concluded that this was the animal
+he was after; so he killed it, tied a rope to it, and dragged it
+home, singing,
+
+
+        "Oh, mother, I have killed
+        The noondah, eater of the people."
+
+
+When his mother, who was upstairs, heard him, she looked out of the
+window, and, seeing what he had brought, said, "My son, this is not
+the noondah, eater of the people."
+
+So he left the carcass outside and went in to talk about it, and his
+mother said, "My dear boy, the noondah is a much larger animal than
+that; but if I were you, I'd give the business up and stay at home."
+
+"No, indeed," he exclaimed; "no staying at home for me until I have
+met and fought the noondah."
+
+So he set out again, and went a great deal farther than he had gone
+on the former day. Presently he saw a civet cat, and, believing it
+to be the animal he was in search of, he killed it, bound it, and
+dragged it home, singing,
+
+
+        "Oh, mother, I have killed
+        The noondah, eater of the people."
+
+
+When his mother saw the civet cat, she said, "My son, this is not
+the noondah, eater of the people." And he threw it away.
+
+Again his mother entreated him to stay at home, but he would not
+listen to her, and started off again.
+
+This time he went away off into the forest, and seeing a bigger
+cat than the last one, he killed it, bound it, and dragged it home,
+singing,
+
+
+        "Oh, mother, I have killed
+        The noondah, eater of the people."
+
+
+But directly his mother saw it, she had to tell him, as before,
+"My son, this is not the noondah, eater of the people."
+
+He was, of course, very much troubled at this; and his mother said,
+"Now, where do you expect to find this noondah? You don't know where
+it is, and you don't know what it looks like. You'll get sick over
+this; you're not looking so well now as you did. Come, stay at home."
+
+But he said: "There are three things, one of which I shall do: I
+shall die; I shall find the noondah and kill it; or I shall return
+home unsuccessful. In any case, I'm off again."
+
+This time he went farther than before, saw a zebra, killed it, bound
+it, and dragged it home, singing,
+
+
+        "Oh, mother, I have killed
+        The noondah, eater of the people."
+
+
+Of course his mother had to tell him, once again, "My son, this is
+not the noondah, eater of the people."
+
+After a good deal of argument, in which his mother's persuasion,
+as usual, was of no avail, he went off again, going farther than
+ever, when he caught a giraffe; and when he had killed it he said:
+"Well, this time I've been successful. This must be the noondah." So
+he dragged it home, singing,
+
+
+        "Oh, mother, I have killed
+        The noondah, eater of the people."
+
+
+Again his mother had to assure him, "My son, this is not the noondah,
+eater of the people." She then pointed out to him that his brothers
+were not running about hunting for the noondah, but staying at home
+attending to their own business. But, remarking that all brothers were
+not alike, he expressed his determination to stick to his task until
+it came to a successful termination, and went off again, a still
+greater distance than before.
+
+While going through the wilderness he espied a rhinoceros asleep
+under a tree, and turning to his attendants he exclaimed, "At last
+I see the noondah."
+
+"Where, master?" they all cried, eagerly.
+
+"There, under the tree."
+
+"Oh-h! What shall we do?" they asked.
+
+And he answered: "First of all, let us eat our fill, then we will
+attack it. We have found it in a good place, though if it kills us,
+we can't help it."
+
+So they all took out their arrowroot cakes and ate till they were
+satisfied.
+
+Then Mkaaah Jeechonee said, "Each of you take two guns; lay one beside
+you and take the other in your hands, and at the proper time let us
+all fire at once."
+
+And they said, "All right, master."
+
+So they crept cautiously through the bushes and got around to the
+other side of the tree, at the back of the rhinoceros; then they
+closed up till they were quite near it, and all fired together. The
+beast jumped up, ran a little way, and then fell down dead.
+
+They bound it, and dragged it for two whole days, until they reached
+the town, when Mkaaah Jeechonee began singing,
+
+
+        "Oh, mother, I have killed
+        The noondah, eater of the people."
+
+
+But he received the same answer from his mother: "My son, this is
+not the noondah, eater of the people."
+
+And many persons came and looked at the rhinoceros, and felt very
+sorry for the young man. As for his father and mother, they both
+begged of him to give up, his father offering to give him anything
+he possessed if he would only stay at home. But he said, "I don't
+hear what you are saying; good-bye," and was off again.
+
+This time he still further increased the distance from his home, and
+at last he saw an elephant asleep at noon in the forest. Thereupon
+he said to his attendants, "Now we have found the noondah."
+
+"Ah, where is he?" said they.
+
+"Yonder, in the shade. Do you see it?"
+
+"Oh, yes, master; shall we march up to it?"
+
+"If we march up to it, and it is looking this way, it will come at us,
+and if it does that, some of us will be killed. I think we had best
+let one man steal up close and see which way its face is turned."
+
+As every one thought this was a good idea, a slave named Keerobo'to
+crept on his hands and knees, and had a good look at it. When he
+returned in the same manner, his master asked: "Well, what's the
+news? Is it the noondah?"
+
+"I do not know," replied Keeroboto; "but I think there is very little
+doubt that it is. It is broad, with a very big head, and, goodness,
+I never saw such large ears!"
+
+"All right," said Mkaaah Jeechonee; "let us eat, and then go for it."
+
+So they took their arrowroot cakes, and their molasses cakes, and
+ate until they were quite full.
+
+Then the youth said to them: "My people, to-day is perhaps the last we
+shall ever see; so we will take leave of each other. Those who are to
+escape will escape, and those who are to die will die; but if I die,
+let those who escape tell my mother and father not to grieve for me."
+
+But his attendants said, "Oh, come along, master; none of us will die,
+please God."
+
+So they went on their hands and knees till they were close up, and
+then they said to Mkaaah Jeechonee, "Give us your plan, master;"
+but he said, "There is no plan, only let all fire at once."
+
+Well, they fired all at once, and immediately the elephant jumped
+up and charged at them. Then such a helter-skelter flight as there
+was! They threw away their guns and everything they carried, and made
+for the trees, which they climbed with surprising alacrity.
+
+As to the elephant, he kept straight ahead until he fell down some
+distance away.
+
+They all remained in the trees from three until six o'clock in the
+morning, without food and without clothing.
+
+The young man sat in his tree and wept bitterly, saying, "I don't
+exactly know what death is, but it seems to me this must be very
+like it." As no one could see any one else, he did not know where
+his attendants were, and though he wished to come down from the tree,
+he thought, "Maybe the noondah is down below there, and will eat me."
+
+Each attendant was in exactly the same fix, wishing to come down,
+but afraid the noondah was waiting to eat him.
+
+Keeroboto had seen the elephant fall, but was afraid to get down
+by himself, saying, "Perhaps, though it has fallen down, it is not
+dead." But presently he saw a dog go up to it and smell it, and then
+he was sure it was dead. Then he got down from the tree as fast as
+he could and gave a signal cry, which was answered; but not being
+sure from whence the answer came, he repeated the cry, listening
+intently. When it was answered he went straight to the place from which
+the sound proceeded, and found two of his companions in one tree. To
+them he said, "Come on; get down; the noondah is dead." So they got
+down quickly and hunted around until they found their master. When
+they told him the news, he came down also; and after a little the
+attendants had all gathered together and had picked up their guns
+and their clothes, and were all right again. But they were all weak
+and hungry, so they rested and ate some food, after which they went
+to examine their prize.
+
+As soon as Mkaaah Jeechonee saw it he said, "Ah, this is the
+noondah! This is it! This is it!" And they all agreed that it was it.
+
+So they dragged the elephant three days to their town, and then the
+youth began singing,
+
+
+        "Oh, mother, this is he,
+        The noondah, eater of the people."
+
+
+He was, naturally, quite upset when his mother replied, "My son,
+this is not the noondah, eater of the people." She further said:
+"Poor boy! what trouble you have been through. All the people are
+astonished that one so young should have such a great understanding!"
+
+Then his father and mother began their entreaties again, and finally
+it was agreed that this next trip should be his last, whatever the
+result might be.
+
+Well, they started off again, and went on and on, past the forest,
+until they came to a very high mountain, at the foot of which they
+camped for the night.
+
+In the morning they cooked their rice and ate it, and then Mkaaah
+Jeechonee said: "Let us now climb the mountain, and look all over the
+country from its peak." And they went and they went, until after a
+long, weary while, they reached the top, where they sat down to rest
+and form their plans.
+
+Now, one of the attendants, named Shindaa'no, while walking about,
+cast his eyes down the side of the mountain, and suddenly saw a great
+beast about half way down; but he could not make out its appearance
+distinctly, on account of the distance and the trees. Calling his
+master, he pointed it out to him, and something in Mkaaah Jeechonee's
+heart told him that it was the noondah. To make sure, however, he
+took his gun and his spear and went partly down the mountain to get
+a better view.
+
+"Ah," said he, "this must be the noondah. My mother told me its ears
+were small, and those are small; she told me the noondah is broad and
+short, and so is this; she said it has two blotches, like a civet cat,
+and there are the blotches; she told me the tail is thick, and there
+is a thick tail. It must be the noondah."
+
+Then he went back to his attendants and bade them eat heartily, which
+they did. Next he told them to leave every unnecessary thing behind,
+because if they had to run they would be better without encumbrance,
+and if they were victorious they could return for their goods.
+
+When they had made all their arrangements they started down the
+mountain, but when they had got about half way down Keeroboto and
+Shindaano were afraid. Then the youth said to them: "Oh, let's go on;
+don't be afraid. We all have to live and die. What are you frightened
+about?" So, thus encouraged, they went on.
+
+When they came near the place, Mkaaah Jeechonee ordered them to take
+off all their clothing except one piece, and to place that tightly
+on their bodies, so that if they had to run they would not be caught
+by thorns or branches.
+
+So when they came close to the beast, they saw that it was asleep,
+and all agreed that it was the noondah.
+
+Then the young man said, "Now the sun is setting, shall we fire at it,
+or let be till morning?"
+
+And they all wished to fire at once, and see what the result would
+be without further tax on their nerves; therefore they arranged that
+they should all fire together.
+
+They all crept up close, and when the master gave the word, they
+discharged their guns together. The noondah did not move; that one
+dose had been sufficient. Nevertheless, they all turned and scampered
+up to the top of the mountain. There they ate and rested for the night.
+
+In the morning they ate their rice, and then went down to see how
+matters were, when they found the beast lying dead.
+
+After resting and eating, they started homeward, dragging the dead
+beast with them. On the fourth day it began to give indications of
+decay, and the attendants wished to abandon it; but Mkaaah Jeechonee
+said they would continue to drag it if there was only one bone left.
+
+When they came near the town he began to sing,
+
+
+        "Mother, mother, I have come
+        From the evil spirits, home.
+        Mother, listen while I sing;
+        While I tell you what I bring.
+        Oh, mother, I have killed
+        The noondah, eater of the people."
+
+
+And when his mother looked out, she cried, "My son, this is the
+noondah, eater of the people."
+
+Then all the people came out to welcome him, and his father was
+overcome with joy, and loaded him with honors, and procured him a rich
+and beautiful wife; and when he died Mkaaah Jeechonee became sultan,
+and lived long and happily, beloved by all the people.
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+IX.
+
+THE MAGICIAN AND THE SULTAN'S SON.
+
+
+There was once a sultan who had three little sons, and no one seemed
+to be able to teach them anything; which greatly grieved both the
+sultan and his wife.
+
+One day a magician came to the sultan and said, "If I take your three
+boys and teach them to read and write, and make great scholars of them,
+what will you give me?"
+
+And the sultan said, "I will give you half of my property."
+
+"No," said the magician; "that won't do."
+
+"I'll give you half of the towns I own."
+
+"No; that will not satisfy me."
+
+"What do you want, then?"
+
+"When I have made them scholars and bring them back to you, choose
+two of them for yourself and give me the third; for I want to have
+a companion of my own."
+
+"Agreed," said the sultan.
+
+So the magician took them away, and in a remarkably short time
+taught them to read, and to make letters, and made them quite good
+scholars. Then he took them back to the sultan and said: "Here are
+the children. They are all equally good scholars. Choose."
+
+So the sultan took the two he preferred, and the magician went away
+with the third, whose name was Keejaa'naa, to his own house, which
+was a very large one.
+
+When they arrived, Mchaa'wee, the magician, gave the youth all the
+keys, saying, "Open whatever you wish to." Then he told him that he
+was his father, and that he was going away for a month.
+
+When he was gone, Keejaanaa took the keys and went to examine the
+house. He opened one door, and saw a room full of liquid gold. He
+put his finger in, and the gold stuck to it, and, wipe and rub as
+he would, the gold would not come off; so he wrapped a piece of rag
+around it, and when his supposed father came home and saw the rag,
+and asked him what he had been doing to his finger, he was afraid to
+tell him the truth, so he said that he had cut it.
+
+Not very long after, Mchaawee went away again, and the youth took
+the keys and continued his investigations.
+
+The first room he opened was filled with the bones of goats, the
+next with sheep's bones, the next with the bones of oxen, the fourth
+with the bones of donkeys, the fifth with those of horses, the sixth
+contained men's skulls, and in the seventh was a live horse.
+
+"Hullo!" said the horse; "where do you come from, you son of Adam?"
+
+"This is my father's house," said Keejaanaa.
+
+"Oh, indeed!" was the reply. "Well, you've got a pretty nice parent! Do
+you know that he occupies himself with eating people, and donkeys,
+and horses, and oxen and goats and everything he can lay his hands
+on? You and I are the only living things left."
+
+This scared the youth pretty badly, and he faltered, "What are we
+to do?"
+
+"What's your name?" said the horse.
+
+"Keejaanaa."
+
+"Well, I'm Faaraa'see. Now, Keejaanaa, first of all, come and
+unfasten me."
+
+The youth did so at once.
+
+"Now, then, open the door of the room with the gold in it, and I
+will swallow it all; then I'll go and wait for you under the big
+tree down the road a little way. When the magician comes home,
+he will say to you, 'Let us go for firewood;' then you answer,
+'I don't understand that work;' and he will go by himself. When he
+comes back, he will put a great big pot on the hook and will tell you
+to make a fire under it. Tell him you don't know how to make a fire,
+and he will make it himself.
+
+"Then he will bring a large quantity of butter, and while it is
+getting hot he will put up a swing and say to you, 'Get up there,
+and I'll swing you.' But you tell him you never played at that game,
+and ask him to swing first, that you may see how it is done. Then
+he will get up to show you; and you must push him into the big pot,
+and then come to me as quickly as you can."
+
+Then the horse went away.
+
+Now, Mchaawee had invited some of his friends to a feast at his
+house that evening; so, returning home early, he said to Keejaanaa,
+"Let us go for firewood;" but the youth answered, "I don't understand
+that work." So he went by himself and brought the wood.
+
+Then he hung up the big pot and said, "Light the fire;" but the
+youth said, "I don't know how to do it." So the magician laid the
+wood under the pot and lighted it himself.
+
+Then he said, "Put all that butter in the pot;" but the youth answered,
+"I can't lift it; I'm not strong enough." So he put in the butter
+himself.
+
+Next Mchaawee said, "Have you seen our country game?" And Keejaanaa
+answered, "I think not."
+
+"Well," said the magician, "let's play at it while the butter is
+getting hot."
+
+So he tied up the swing and said to Keejaanaa, "Get up here, and learn
+the game." But the youth said: "You get up first and show me. I'll
+learn quicker that way."
+
+The magician got into the swing, and just as he got started Keejaanaa
+gave him a push right into the big pot; and as the butter was by this
+time boiling, it not only killed him, but cooked him also.
+
+As soon as the youth had pushed the magician into the big pot, he
+ran as fast as he could to the big tree, where the horse was waiting
+for him.
+
+"Come on," said Faaraasee; "jump on my back and let's be going."
+
+So he mounted and they started off.
+
+When the magician's guests arrived they looked everywhere for him,
+but, of course, could not find him. Then, after waiting a while, they
+began to be very hungry; so, looking around for something to eat, they
+saw that the stew in the big pot was done, and, saying to each other,
+"Let's begin, anyway," they started in and ate the entire contents of
+the pot. After they had finished, they searched for Mchaawee again,
+and finding lots of provisions in the house, they thought they would
+stay there until he came; but after they had waited a couple of days
+and eaten all the food in the place, they gave him up and returned
+to their homes.
+
+Meanwhile Keejaanaa and the horse continued on their way until they
+had gone a great distance, and at last they stopped near a large town.
+
+"Let us stay here," said the youth, "and build a house."
+
+As Faaraasee was agreeable, they did so. The horse coughed up all the
+gold he had swallowed, with which they purchased slaves, and cattle,
+and everything they needed.
+
+When the people of the town saw the beautiful new house and all the
+slaves, and cattle, and riches it contained, they went and told their
+sultan, who at once made up his mind that the owner of such a place
+must be of sufficient importance to be visited and taken notice of,
+as an acquisition to the neighborhood.
+
+So he called on Keejaanaa, and inquired who he was.
+
+"Oh, I'm just an ordinary being, like other people."
+
+"Are you a traveler?"
+
+"Well, I have been; but I like this place, and think I'll settle
+down here."
+
+"Why don't you come and walk in our town?"
+
+"I should like to very much, but I need some one to show me around."
+
+"Oh, I'll show you around," said the sultan, eagerly, for he was
+quite taken with the young man.
+
+After this Keejaanaa and the sultan became great friends; and in the
+course of time the young man married the sultan's daughter, and they
+had one son.
+
+They lived very happily together, and Keejaanaa loved Faaraasee as
+his own soul.
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+X.
+
+THE PHYSICIAN'S SON AND THE KING OF THE SNAKES.
+
+
+Once there was a very learned physician, who died leaving his wife
+with a little baby boy, whom, when he was old enough, she named,
+according to his father's wish, Hassee'boo Kareem' Ed Deen'.
+
+When the boy had been to school, and had learned to read, his mother
+sent him to a tailor, to learn his trade, but he could not learn
+it. Then he was sent to a silversmith, but he could not learn his
+trade either. After that he tried many trades, but could learn none
+of them. At last his mother said, "Well, stay at home for a while;"
+and that seemed to suit him.
+
+One day he asked his mother what his father's business had been,
+and she told him he was a very great physician.
+
+"Where are his books?" he asked.
+
+"Well, it's a long time since I saw them," replied his mother,
+"but I think they are behind there. Look and see."
+
+So he hunted around a little and at last found them, but they were
+almost ruined by insects, and he gained little from them.
+
+At last, four of the neighbors came to his mother and said, "Let
+your boy go along with us and cut wood in the forest." It was their
+business to cut wood, load it on donkeys, and sell it in the town
+for making fires.
+
+"All right," said she; "to-morrow I'll buy him a donkey, and he can
+start fair with you."
+
+So the next day Hasseeboo, with his donkey, went off with those
+four persons, and they worked very hard and made a lot of money that
+day. This continued for six days, but on the seventh day it rained
+heavily, and they had to get under the rocks to keep dry.
+
+Now, Hasseeboo sat in a place by himself, and, having nothing else to
+do, he picked up a stone and began knocking on the ground with it. To
+his surprise the ground gave forth a hollow sound, and he called to
+his companions, saying, "There seems to be a hole under here."
+
+Upon hearing him knock again, they decided to dig and see what was
+the cause of the hollow sound; and they had not gone very deep before
+they broke into a large pit, like a well, which was filled to the
+top with honey.
+
+They didn't do any firewood chopping after that, but devoted their
+entire attention to the collection and sale of the honey.
+
+With a view to getting it all out as quickly as possible, they told
+Hasseeboo to go down into the pit and dip out the honey, while they
+put it in vessels and took it to town for sale. They worked for three
+days, making a great deal of money.
+
+At last there was only a little honey left at the very bottom of the
+pit, and they told the boy to scrape that together while they went
+to get a rope to haul him out.
+
+But instead of getting the rope, they decided to let him remain in the
+pit, and divide the money among themselves. So, when he had gathered
+the remainder of the honey together, and called for the rope, he
+received no answer; and after he had been alone in the pit for three
+days he became convinced that his companions had deserted him.
+
+Then those four persons went to his mother and told her that they had
+become separated in the forest, that they had heard a lion roaring,
+and that they could find no trace of either her son or his donkey.
+
+His mother, of course, cried very much, and the four neighbors pocketed
+her son's share of the money.
+
+To return to Hasseeboo.
+
+He passed the time walking about the pit, wondering what the end
+would be, eating scraps of honey, sleeping a little, and sitting down
+to think.
+
+While engaged in the last occupation, on the fourth day, he saw a
+scorpion fall to the ground--a large one, too--and he killed it.
+
+Then suddenly he thought to himself, "Where did that scorpion come
+from? There must be a hole somewhere. I'll search, anyhow."
+
+So he searched around until he saw light through a tiny crack; and
+he took his knife and scooped and scooped, until he had made a hole
+big enough to pass through; then he went out, and came upon a place
+he had never seen before.
+
+Seeing a path, he followed it until he came to a very large house,
+the door of which was not fastened. So he went inside, and saw golden
+doors, with golden locks, and keys of pearl, and beautiful chairs
+inlaid with jewels and precious stones, and in a reception room he
+saw a couch covered with a splendid spread, upon which he lay down.
+
+Presently he found himself being lifted off the couch and put in a
+chair, and heard some one saying: "Do not hurt him; wake him gently,"
+and on opening his eyes he found himself surrounded by numbers of
+snakes, one of them wearing beautiful royal colors.
+
+"Hullo!" he cried; "who are you?"
+
+"I am Sulta'nee Waa' Neeo'ka, king of the snakes, and this is my
+house. Who are you?"
+
+"I am Hasseeboo Kareem Ed Deen."
+
+"Where do you come from?"
+
+"I don't know where I come from, or where I'm going."
+
+"Well, don't bother yourself just now. Let's eat; I guess you are
+hungry, and I know I am."
+
+Then the king gave orders, and some of the other snakes brought the
+finest fruits, and they ate and drank and conversed.
+
+When the repast was ended, the king desired to hear Hasseeboo's story;
+so he told him all that had happened, and then asked to hear the
+story of his host.
+
+"Well," said the king of the snakes, "mine is rather a long story,
+but you shall hear it. A long time ago I left this place, to go
+and live in the mountains of Al Kaaf', for the change of air. One
+day I saw a stranger coming along, and I said to him, 'Where are you
+from?' and he said, 'I am wandering in the wilderness.' 'Whose son are
+you?' I asked. 'My name is Bolookee'a. My father was a sultan; and
+when he died I opened a small chest, inside of which I found a bag,
+which contained a small brass box; when I had opened this I found
+some writing tied up in a woolen cloth, and it was all in praise of
+a prophet. He was described as such a good and wonderful man, that
+I longed to see him; but when I made inquiries concerning him I was
+told he was not yet born. Then I vowed I would wander until I should
+see him. So I left our town, and all my property, and I am wandering,
+but I have not yet seen that prophet.'
+
+"Then I said to him, 'Where do you expect to find him, if he's not
+yet born? Perhaps if you had some serpent's water you might keep on
+living until you find him. But it's of no use talking about that;
+the serpent's water is too far away.'
+
+"'Well,' he said, 'good-bye. I must wander on.' So I bade him farewell,
+and he went his way.
+
+"Now, when that man had wandered until he reached Egypt, he met
+another man, who asked him, 'Who are you?'
+
+"'I am Bolookeea. Who are you?'
+
+"'My name is Al Faan'. Where are you going?'
+
+"'I have left my home, and my property, and I am seeking the prophet.
+
+"'H'm!' said Al Faan; 'I can tell you of a better occupation than
+looking for a man that is not born yet. Let us go and find the king
+of the snakes and get him to give us a charm medicine; then we will
+go to King Solomon and get his rings, and we shall be able to make
+slaves of the genii and order them to do whatever we wish.'
+
+"And Bolookeea said, 'I have seen the king of the snakes in the
+mountain of Al Kaaf.'
+
+"'All right,' said Al Faan; 'let's go.'
+
+"Now, Al Faan wanted the ring of Solomon that he might be a great
+magician and control the genii and the birds, while all Bolookeea
+wanted was to see the great prophet.
+
+"As they went along, Al Faan said to Bolookeea, 'Let us make a cage
+and entice the king of the snakes into it; then we will shut the door
+and carry him off.'
+
+"'All right,' said Bolookeea.
+
+"So they made a cage, and put therein a cup of milk and a cup of wine,
+and brought it to Al Kaaf; and I, like a fool, went in, drank up all
+the wine and became drunk. Then they fastened the door and took me
+away with them.
+
+"When I came to my senses I found myself in the cage, and Bolookeea
+carrying me, and I said, 'The sons of Adam are no good. What do you
+want from me?' And they answered, 'We want some medicine to put on
+our feet, so that we may walk upon the water whenever it is necessary
+in the course of our journey.' 'Well,' said I, 'go along.'
+
+"We went on until we came to a place where there were a great number
+and variety of trees; and when those trees saw me, they said, 'I am
+medicine for this;' 'I am medicine for that;' 'I am medicine for the
+head;' 'I am medicine for the feet;' and presently one tree said,
+'If any one puts my medicine upon his feet he can walk on water.'
+
+"When I told that to those men they said, 'That is what we want;'
+and they took a great deal of it.
+
+"Then they took me back to the mountain and set me free; and we said
+good-bye and parted.
+
+"When they left me, they went on their way until they reached the sea,
+when they put the medicine on their feet and walked over. Thus they
+went many days, until they came near to the place of King Solomon,
+where they waited while Al Faan prepared his medicines.
+
+"When they arrived at King Solomon's place, he was sleeping, and was
+being watched by genii, and his hand lay on his chest, with the ring
+on his finger.
+
+"As Bolookeea drew near, one of the genii said to him 'Where are you
+going?' And he answered, 'I'm here with Al Faan; he's going to take
+that ring.' 'Go back,' said the genie; 'keep out of the way. That
+man is going to die.'
+
+"When Al Faan had finished his preparations, he said to Bolookeea,
+'Wait here for me.' Then he went forward to take the ring, when a
+great cry arose, and he was thrown by some unseen force a considerable
+distance.
+
+"Picking himself up, and still believing in the power of his medicines,
+he approached the ring again, when a strong breath blew upon him and
+he was burnt to ashes in a moment.
+
+"While Bolookeea was looking at all this, a voice said, 'Go your
+way; this wretched being is dead.' So he returned; and when he got
+to the sea again he put the medicine upon his feet and passed over,
+and continued to wander for many years.
+
+"One morning he saw a man sitting down, and said 'Good-morning,' to
+which the man replied. Then Bolookeea asked him, 'Who are you?' and
+he answered: 'My name is Jan Shah. Who are you?' So Bolookeea told
+him who he was, and asked him to tell him his history. The man, who
+was weeping and smiling by turns, insisted upon hearing Bolookeea's
+story first. After he had heard it he said:
+
+"'Well, sit down, and I'll tell you my story from beginning to end. My
+name is Jan Shah, and my father is Tooeegha'mus, a great sultan. He
+used to go every day into the forest to shoot game; so one day I said
+to him, "Father, let me go with you into the forest to-day;" but he
+said, "Stay at home. You are better there." Then I cried bitterly,
+and as I was his only child, whom he loved dearly, he couldn't stand
+my tears, so he said: "Very well; you shall go. Don't cry."
+
+"'Thus we went to the forest, and took many attendants with us; and
+when we reached the place we ate and drank, and then every one set
+out to hunt.
+
+"'I and my seven slaves went on until we saw a beautiful gazelle,
+which we chased as far as the sea without capturing it. When the
+gazelle took to the water I and four of my slaves took a boat, the
+other three returning to my father, and we chased that gazelle until
+we lost sight of the shore, but we caught it and killed it. Just then
+a great wind began to blow, and we lost our way.
+
+"'When the other three slaves came to my father, he asked them,
+"Where is your master?" and they told him about the gazelle and the
+boat. Then he cried, "My son is lost! My son is lost!" and returned
+to the town and mourned for me as one dead.
+
+"'After a time we came to an island, where there were a great many
+birds. We found fruit and water, we ate and drank, and at night we
+climbed into a tree and slept till morning.
+
+"'Then we rowed to a second island, and, seeing no one around, we
+gathered fruit, ate and drank, and climbed a tree as before. During
+the night we heard many savage beasts howling and roaring near us.
+
+"'In the morning we got away as soon as possible, and came to a third
+island. Looking around for food, we saw a tree full of fruit like
+red-streaked apples; but, as we were about to pick some, we heard a
+voice say, "Don't touch this tree; it belongs to the king." Toward
+night a number of monkeys came, who seemed much pleased to see us,
+and they brought us all the fruit we could eat.
+
+"'Presently I heard one of them say, "Let us make this man our
+sultan." Then another one said: "What's the use? They'll all run
+away in the morning." But a third one said, "Not if we smash their
+boat." Sure enough, when we started to leave in the morning, our boat
+was broken in pieces. So there was nothing for it but to stay there
+and be entertained by the monkeys, who seemed to like us very much.
+
+"'One day, while strolling about, I came upon a great stone house,
+having an inscription on the door, which said, "When any man comes to
+this island, he will find it difficult to leave, because the monkeys
+desire to have a man for their king. If he looks for a way to escape,
+he will think there is none; but there is one outlet, which lies to
+the north. If you go in that direction you will come to a great plain,
+which is infested with lions, leopards, and snakes. You must fight all
+of them; and if you overcome them you can go forward. You will then
+come to another great plain, inhabited by ants as big as dogs; their
+teeth are like those of dogs, and they are very fierce. You must fight
+these also, and if you overcome them, the rest of the way is clear."
+
+"'I consulted with my attendants over this information, and we came
+to the conclusion that, as we could only die, anyhow, we might as
+well risk death to gain our freedom.
+
+"'As we all had weapons, we set forth; and when we came to the first
+plain we fought, and two of my slaves were killed. Then we went on
+to the second plain, fought again; my other two slaves were killed,
+and I alone escaped.
+
+"'After that I wandered on for many days, living on whatever I could
+find, until at last I came to a town, where I stayed for some time,
+looking for employment but finding none.
+
+"'One day a man came up to me and said, "Are you looking for work?" "I
+am," said I. "Come with me, then," said he; and we went to his house.
+
+"'When we got there he produced a camel's skin, and said, "I shall
+put you in this skin, and a great bird will carry you to the top of
+yonder mountain. When he gets you there, he will tear this skin off
+you. You must then drive him away and push down the precious stones
+you will find there. When they are all down, I will get you down."
+
+"'So he put me in the skin; the bird carried me to the top of the
+mountain and was about to eat me, when I jumped up, scared him away,
+and then pushed down many precious stones. Then I called out to the
+man to take me down, but he never answered me, and went away.
+
+"'I gave myself up for a dead man, but went wandering about, until at
+last, after passing many days in a great forest, I came to a house,
+all by itself; the old man who lived in it gave me food and drink,
+and I was revived.
+
+"'I remained there a long time, and that old man loved me as if I
+were his own son.
+
+"'One day he went away, and giving me the keys, told me I could open
+the door of every room except one which he pointed out to me.
+
+"'Of course, when he was gone, this was the first door I opened. I
+saw a large garden, through which a stream flowed. Just then three
+birds came and alighted by the side of the stream. Immediately they
+changed to three most beautiful women. When they had finished bathing,
+they put on their clothes, and, as I stood watching them, they changed
+into birds again and flew away.
+
+"'I locked the door, and went away; but my appetite was gone, and I
+wandered about aimlessly. When the old man came back, he saw there
+was something wrong with me, and asked me what was the matter. Then
+I told him I had seen those beautiful maidens, that I loved one of
+them very much, and that if I could not marry her I should die.
+
+"'The old man told me I could not possibly have my wish. He said the
+three lovely beings were the daughters of the sultan of the genii, and
+that their home was a journey of three years from where we then were.
+
+"'I told him I couldn't help that. He must get her for my wife, or I
+should die. At last he said, "Well, wait till they come again, then
+hide yourself and steal the clothes of the one you love so dearly."
+
+"'So I waited, and when they came again I stole the clothes of the
+youngest, whose name was Sayadaa'tee Shems.
+
+"'When they came out of the water, this one could not find her
+clothes. Then I stepped forward and said, "I have them." "Ah," she
+begged, "give them to me, their owner; I want to go away." But I said
+to her, "I love you very much. I want to marry you." "I want to go
+to my father," she replied. "You cannot go," said I.
+
+"'Then her sisters flew away, and I took her into the house, where the
+old man married us. He told me not to give her those clothes I had
+taken, but to hide them; because if she ever got them she would fly
+away to her old home. So I dug a hole in the ground and buried them.
+
+"'But one day, when I was away from home, she dug them up and put
+them on; then, saying to the slave I had given her for an attendant,
+"When your master returns tell him I have gone home; if he really
+loves me he will follow me," she flew away.
+
+"'When I came home they told me this, and I wandered, searching for
+her, many years. At last I came to a town where one asked me, "Who
+are you?" and I answered, "I am Jan Shah." "What was your father's
+name?" "Taaeeghamus." "Are you the man who married our mistress?" "Who
+is your mistress?" "Sayadaatee Shems." "I am he!" I cried with delight.
+
+"'They took me to their mistress, and she brought me to her father
+and told him I was her husband; and everybody was happy.
+
+"'Then we thought we should like to visit our old home, and her
+father's genii carried us there in three days. We stayed there a
+year and then returned, but in a short time my wife died. Her father
+tried to comfort me, and wanted me to marry another of his daughters,
+but I refused to be comforted, and have mourned to this day. That is
+my story.'
+
+"Then Bolookeea went on his way, and wandered till he died."
+
+Next Sultaanee Waa Neeoka said to Hasseeboo, "Now, when you go home
+you will do me injury."
+
+Hasseeboo was very indignant at the idea, and said, "I could not be
+induced to do you an injury. Pray, send me home."
+
+"I will send you home," said the king; "but I am sure that you will
+come back and kill me."
+
+"Why, I dare not be so ungrateful," exclaimed Hasseeboo. "I swear I
+could not hurt you."
+
+"Well," said the king of the snakes, "bear this in mind: when you go
+home, do not go to bathe where there are many people."
+
+And he said, "I will remember." So the king sent him home, and he
+went to his mother's house, and she was overjoyed to find that he
+was not dead.
+
+Now, the sultan of the town was very sick; and it was decided that
+the only thing that could cure him would be to kill the king of the
+snakes, boil him, and give the soup to the sultan.
+
+For a reason known only to himself, the vizir had placed men at the
+public baths with this instruction: "If any one who comes to bathe
+here has a mark on his stomach, seize him and bring him to me."
+
+When Hasseeboo had been home three days he forgot the warning of
+Sultaanee Waa Neeoka, and went to bathe with the other people. All of
+a sudden he was seized by some soldiers, and brought before the vizir,
+who said, "Take us to the home of the king of the snakes."
+
+"I don't know where it is," said Hasseeboo.
+
+"Tie him up," commanded the vizir.
+
+So they tied him up and beat him until his back was all raw, and being
+unable to stand the pain he cried, "Let up! I will show you the place."
+
+So he led them to the house of the king of the snakes, who, when he
+saw him, said, "Didn't I tell you you would come back to kill me?"
+
+"How could I help it?" cried Hasseeboo. "Look at my back!"
+
+"Who has beaten you so dreadfully?" asked the king.
+
+"The vizir."
+
+"Then there's no hope for me. But you must carry me yourself."
+
+As they went along, the king said to Hasseeboo, "When we get to your
+town I shall be killed and cooked. The first skimming the vizir will
+offer to you, but don't you drink it; put it in a bottle and keep
+it. The second skimming you must drink, and you will become a great
+physician. The third skimming is the medicine that will cure your
+sultan. When the vizir asks you if you drank that first skimming say,
+'I did.' Then produce the bottle containing the first, and say, 'This
+is the second, and it is for you.' The vizir will take it, and as soon
+as he drinks it he will die, and both of us will have our revenge."
+
+Everything happened as the king had said. The vizir died, the sultan
+recovered, and Hasseeboo was loved by all as a great physician.
+
+
+
+
+
+
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