--
Aladdin
and
the
Wonderful
Lamp
--
There
once
lived
a
poor
tailor,
who
had
a
son
called
Aladdin,
a
careless,
idle
boy
who
would
do
nothing
but
play
all
day
long
in
the
streets
with
little
idle
boys
like
himself.
This
so
grieved
the
father
that
he
died;
yet,
in
spite
of
his
mother’s
tears
and
prayers,
Aladdin
did
not
mend
his
ways.
One
day,
when
he
was
playing
in
the
streets
as
usual,
a
stranger
asked
him
his
age,
and
if
he
was
not
the
son
of
Mustapha
the
tailor.
“I
am,
sir,”
replied
Aladdin;
“but
he
died
a
long
while
ago.”
On
this
the
stranger,
who
was
a
famous
African
magician,
fell
on
his
neck
and
kissed
him
saying:
“I
am
your
uncle,
and
knew
you
from
your
likeness
to
my
brother.
Go
to
your
mother
and
tell
her
I
am
coming.”
Aladdin
ran
home
and
told
his
mother
of
his
newly
found
uncle.
“Indeed,
child,”
she
said,
“your
father
had
a
brother,
but
I
always
thought
he
was
dead.”
However,
she
prepared
supper,
and
bade
Aladdin
seek
his
uncle,
who
came
laden
with
wine
and
fruit.
He
fell
down
and
kissed
the
place
where
Mustapha
used
to
sit,
bidding
Aladdin’s
mother
not
to
be
surprised
at
not
having
seen
him
before,
as
he
had
been
forty
years
out
of
the
country.
He
then
turned
to
Aladdin,
and
asked
him
his
trade,
at
which
the
boy
hung
his
head,
while
his
mother
burst
into
tears.
On
learning
that
Aladdin
was
idle
and
would
learn
no
trade,
he
offered
to
take
a
shop
for
him
and
stock
it
with
merchandise.
Next
day
he
bought
Aladdin
a
fine
suit
of
clothes
and
took
him
all
over
the
city,
showing
him
the
sights,
and
brought
him
home
at
nightfall
to
his
mother,
who
was
overjoyed
to
see
her
son
so
fine.
--
Next
day
the
magician
led
Aladdin
into
some
beautiful
gardens
a
long
way
outside
the
city
gates.
They
sat
down
by
a
fountain
and
the
magician
pulled
a
cake
from
his
girdle,
which
he
divided
between
them.
Then
they
journeyed
onwards
till
they
almost
reached
the
mountains.
Aladdin
was
so
tired
that
he
begged
to
go
back,
but
the
magician
beguiled
him
with
pleasant
stories
and
lead
him
on
in
spite
of
himself.
At
last
they
came
to
two
mountains
divided
by
a
narrow
valley.
“We
will
go
no
farther,”
said
his
uncle.
“I
will
show
you
something
wonderful;
only
do
you
gather
up
sticks
while
I
kindle
a
fire.”
When
it
was
lit
the
magician
threw
on
it
a
powder
he
had
about
him,
at
the
same
time
saying
some
magical
words.
The
earth
trembled
a
little
in
front
of
them,
disclosing
a
square
flat
stone
with
a
brass
ring
in
the
middle
to
raise
it
by.
Aladdin
tried
to
run
away,
but
the
magician
caught
him
and
gave
him
a
blow
that
knocked
him
down.
“What
have
I
done,
uncle?”
he
said
piteously;
whereupon
the
magician
said
more
kindly:
“Fear
nothing,
but
obey
me.
Beneath
this
stone
lies
a
treasure
which
is
to
be
yours,
and
no
one
else
may
touch
it,
so
you
must
to
exactly
as
I
tell
you.”
At
the
word
treasure
Aladdin
forgot
his
fears,
and
grasped
the
ring
as
he
was
told,
saying
the
names
of
his
father
and
grandfather.
The
stone
came
up
quite
easily,
and
some
steps
appeared.
“Go
down,”
said
the
magician;
“at
the
foot
of
those
steps
you
will
find
an
open
door
leading
into
three
large
halls.
Tuck
up
your
gown
and
go
through
them
without
touching
anything,
or
you
will
die
instantly.
These
halls
lead
into
a
garden
of
fine
fruit
trees.
Walk
on
till
you
come
to
niche
in
a
terrace
where
stands
a
lighted
lamp.
Pour
out
the
oil
it
contains,
and
bring
it
me.”
He
drew
a
ring
from
his
finger
and
gave
it
to
Aladdin,
bidding
him
prosper.
--
Aladdin
found
everything
as
the
magician
had
said,
gathered
some
fruit
off
the
trees,
and,
having
got
the
lamp,
arrived
at
the
mouth
of
the
cave.
The
magician
cried
out
in
a
great
hurry:
“Make
haste
and
give
me
the
lamp.”
This
Aladdin
refused
to
do
until
he
was
out
of
the
cave.
The
magician
flew
into
a
terrible
passion,
and
throwing
some
more
powder
on
to
the
fire,
he
said
something,
and
the
stone
rolled
back
into
its
place.
--
The
man
left
the
country,
which
plainly
showed
that
he
was
no
uncle
of
Aladdin’s
but
a
cunning
magician,
who
had
read
in
his
magic
books
of
a
wonderful
lamp,
which
would
make
him
the
most
powerful
man
in
the
world.
Though
he
alone
knew
where
to
find
it,
he
could
only
receive
it
from
the
hand
of
another.
He
had
picked
out
the
foolish
Aladdin
for
this
purpose,
intending
to
get
the
lamp
and
kill
him
afterwards.
--
For
two
days
Aladdin
remained
in
the
dark,
crying
and
lamenting.
At
last
he
clasped
his
hands
in
prayer,
and
in
so
doing
rubbed
the
ring,
which
the
magician
had
forgotten
to
take
from
him.
Immediately
an
enormous
and
frightful
genie
rose
out
of
the
earth,
saying:
“What
wouldst
thou
with
me?
I
am
the
Slave
of
the
Ring,
and
will
obey
thee
in
all
things.”
Aladdin
fearlessly
replied,
“Deliver
me
from
this
place!”
whereupon
the
earth
opened,
and
he
found
himself
outside.
As
soon
as
his
eyes
could
bear
the
light
he
went
home,
but
fainted
on
the
threshold.
When
he
came
to
himself
he
told
his
mother
what
had
passed,
and
showed
her
the
lamp
and
the
fruits
he
had
gathered
in
the
garden,
which
were
in
reality
precious
stones.
He
then
asked
for
some
food.
“Alas!
child,”
she
said,
“I
have
nothing
in
the
house,
but
I
have
spun
a
little
cotton
and
will
go
sell
it.”
Aladdin
bade
her
keep
her
cotton,
for
he
would
sell
the
lamp
instead.
As
it
was
very
dirty,
she
began
to
rub
it,
that
it
might
fetch
a
higher
price.
Instantly
a
hideous
genie
appeared,
and
asked
what
she
would
have.
She
fainted
away,
but
Aladdin,
snatching
the
lamp,
said
boldly:
“Fetch
me
something
to
eat!”
The
genie
returned
with
a
silver
bowl,
twelve
silver
plates
containing
rich
meats,
two
silver
cups,
and
two
bottles
of
wine.
Aladdin’s
mother,
when
she
came
to
herself,
said:
“Whence
comes
this
splendid
feast?”
“Ask
not,
but
eat,”
replied
Aladdin.
So
they
sat
at
breakfast
till
it
was
dinner-time,
and
Aladdin
told
his
mother
about
the
lamp.
She
begged
him
to
sell
it,
and
have
nothing
to
do
with
devils.
“No,”
said
Aladdin,
“since
chance
hath
made
us
aware
of
its
virtues,
we
will
use
it,
and
the
ring
likewise,
which
I
shall
always
wear
on
my
finger.”
When
they
had
eaten
all
the
genie
had
brought,
Aladdin
sold
one
of
the
silver
plates,
and
so
on
until
none
were
left.
He
then
had
recourse
to
the
genie,
who
gave
him
another
set
of
plates,
and
thus
they
lived
many
years.
--
One
day
Aladdin
heard
an
order
from
the
Sultan
proclaimed
that
everyone
was
to
stay
at
home
and
close
his
shutters
while
the
Princess
his
daughter
went
to
and
from
the
bath.
Aladdin
was
seized
by
a
desire
to
see
her
face,
which
was
very
difficult,
as
she
always
went
veiled.
He
hid
himself
behind
the
door
of
the
bath,
and
peeped
through
a
chink.
The
Princess
lifted
her
veil
as
she
went
in,
and
looked
so
beautiful
that
Aladdin
fell
in
love
with
her
at
first
sight.
He
went
home
so
changed
that
his
mother
was
frightened.
He
told
her
he
loved
the
Princess
so
deeply
he
could
not
live
without
her,
and
meant
to
ask
her
in
marriage
of
her
father.
His
mother,
on
hearing
this,
burst
out
laughing,
but
Aladdin
at
last
prevailed
upon
her
to
go
before
the
Sultan
and
carry
his
request.
She
fetched
a
napkin
and
laid
in
it
the
magic
fruits
from
the
enchanted
garden,
which
sparkled
and
shone
like
the
most
beautiful
jewels.
She
took
these
with
her
to
please
the
Sultan,
and
set
out,
trusting
in
the
lamp.
The
Grand
Vizier
and
the
lords
of
council
had
just
gone
in
as
she
entered
the
hall
and
placed
herself
in
front
of
the
Sultan.
He,
however,
took
no
notice
of
her.
She
went
every
day
for
a
week,
and
stood
in
the
same
place.
When
the
council
broke
up
on
the
sixth
day
the
Sultan
said
to
his
Vizier:
“I
see
a
certain
woman
in
the
audience-chamber
every
day
carrying
something
in
a
napkin.
Call
her
next
time,
that
I
may
find
out
what
she
wants.”
Next
day,
at
a
sign
from
the
vizier,
she
went
up
to
the
foot
of
the
throne
and
remained
kneeling
until
the
Sultan
said
to
her:
“Rise,
good
woman,
and
tell
me
what
you
want.”
She
hesitated,
so
the
Sultan
sent
away
all
but
the
Vizier,
and
bade
her
speak
freely,
promising
to
forgive
her
beforehand
for
anything
she
might
say.
She
then
told
him
of
her
son’s
violent
love
for
the
Princess.
“I
prayed
him
to
forget
her,”
she
said,
“but
in
vain;
he
threatened
to
do
some
desperate
deed
if
I
refused
to
go
and
ask
your
Majesty
for
the
hand
of
the
Princess.
Now
I
pray
you
to
forgive
not
me
alone,
but
my
son
Aladdin.”
The
Sultan
asked
her
kindly
what
she
had
in
the
napkin,
whereupon
she
unfolded
the
jewels
and
presented
them.
He
was
thunderstruck,
and
turning
to
the
vizier,
said:
“What
sayest
thou?
Ought
I
not
to
bestow
the
Princess
on
one
who
values
her
at
such
a
price?”
The
Vizier,
who
wanted
her
for
his
own
son,
begged
the
Sultan
to
withhold
her
for
three
months,
in
the
course
of
which
he
hoped
his
son
could
contrive
to
make
him
a
richer
present.
The
Sultan
granted
this,
and
told
Aladdin’s
mother
that,
though
he
consented
to
the
marriage,
she
must
not
appear
before
him
again
for
three
months.
--
Aladdin
waited
patiently
for
nearly
three
months,
but
after
two
had
elapsed,
his
mother,
going
into
the
city
to
buy
oil,
found
everyone
rejoicing,
and
asked
what
was
going
on.
“Do
you
not
know,”
was
the
answer,
“that
the
son
of
the
Grand
Vizier
is
to
marry
the
Sultan’s
daughter
tonight?”
Breathless
she
ran
and
told
Aladdin,
who
was
overwhelmed
at
first,
but
presently
bethought
him
of
the
lamp.
He
rubbed
it
and
the
genie
appeared,
saying:
“What
is
thy
will?”
Aladdin
replied:
“The
Sultan,
as
thou
knowest,
has
broken
his
promise
to
me,
and
the
vizier’s
son
is
to
have
the
Princess.
My
command
is
that
to-night
you
bring
hither
the
bride
and
bridegroom.”
“Master,
I
obey,”
said
the
genie.
Aladdin
then
went
to
his
chamber,
where,
sure
enough,
at
midnight
the
genie
transported
the
bed
containing
the
vizier’s
son
and
the
Princess.
“Take
this
new-married
man,”
he
said,
“and
put
him
outside
in
the
cold,
and
return
at
daybreak.”
Whereupon
the
genie
took
the
vizier’s
son
out
of
bed,
leaving
Aladdin
with
the
Princess.
“Fear
nothing,”
Aladdin
said
to
her;
“you
are
my
wife,
promised
to
me
by
your
unjust
father,
and
no
harm
will
come
to
you.”
The
Princess
was
too
frightened
to
speak,
and
passed
the
most
miserable
night
of
her
life,
while
Aladdin
lay
down
beside
her
and
slept
soundly.
At
the
appointed
hour
the
genie
fetched
in
the
shivering
bridegroom,
laid
him
in
his
place,
and
transported
the
bed
back
to
the
palace.
--
Presently
the
Sultan
came
to
wish
his
daughter
good-morning.
The
unhappy
Vizier’s
son
jumped
up
and
hid
himself,
while
the
Princess
would
not
say
a
word
and
was
very
sorrowful.
The
Sultan
sent
her
mother
to
her,
who
said:
“How
comes
it,
child,
that
you
will
not
speak
to
your
father?
What
has
happened?”
The
Princess
sighed
deeply,
and
at
last
told
her
mother
how,
during
the
night,
the
bed
had
been
carried
into
some
strange
house,
and
what
had
passed
there.
Her
mother
did
not
believe
her
in
the
least,
but
bade
her
rise
and
consider
it
an
idle
dream.
--
The
following
night
exactly
the
same
thing
happened,
and
next
morning,
on
the
Princess’s
refusing
to
speak,
the
Sultan
threatened
to
cut
off
her
head.
She
then
confessed
all,
bidding
him
ask
the
Vizier’s
son
if
it
were
not
so.
The
Sultan
told
the
Vizier
to
ask
his
son,
who
owned
the
truth,
adding
that,
dearly
as
he
loved
the
Princess,
he
had
rather
die
than
go
through
another
such
fearful
night,
and
wished
to
be
separated
from
her.
His
wish
was
granted,
and
there
was
an
end
of
feasting
and
rejoicing.
--
When
the
three
months
were
over,
Aladdin
sent
his
mother
to
remind
the
Sultan
of
his
promise.
She
stood
in
the
same
place
as
before,
and
the
Sultan,
who
had
forgotten
Aladdin,
at
once
remembered
him,
and
sent
for
her.
On
seeing
her
poverty
the
Sultan
felt
less
inclined
than
ever
to
keep
his
word,
and
asked
his
Vizier’s
advice,
who
counselled
him
to
set
so
high
a
value
on
the
Princess
that
no
man
living
would
come
up
to
it.
The
Sultan
than
turned
to
Aladdin’s
mother,
saying:
“Good
woman,
a
sultan
must
remember
his
promises,
and
I
will
remember
mine,
but
your
son
must
first
send
me
forty
basins
of
gold
brimful
of
jewels,
carried
by
forty
black
slaves,
led
by
as
many
white
ones,
splendidly
dressed.
Tell
him
that
I
await
his
answer.”
The
mother
of
Aladdin
bowed
low
and
went
home,
thinking
all
was
lost.
She
gave
Aladdin
the
message
adding,
“He
may
wait
long
enough
for
your
answer!”
“Not
so
long,
mother,
as
you
think,”
her
son
replied.
“I
would
do
a
great
deal
more
than
that
for
the
Princess.”
He
summoned
the
genie,
and
in
a
few
moments
the
eighty
slaves
arrived,
and
filled
up
the
small
house
and
garden.
Aladdin
made
them
to
set
out
to
the
palace,
two
by
two,
followed
by
his
mother.
They
were
so
richly
dressed,
with
such
splendid
jewels,
that
everyone
crowded
to
see
them
and
the
basins
of
gold
they
carried
on
their
heads.
They
entered
the
palace,
and,
after
kneeling
before
the
Sultan,
stood
in
a
half-circle
round
the
throne
with
their
arms
crossed,
while
Aladdin’s
mother
presented
them
to
the
Sultan.
He
hesitated
no
longer,
but
said:
“Good
woman,
return
and
tell
your
son
that
I
wait
for
him
with
open
arms.”
She
lost
no
time
in
telling
Aladdin,
bidding
him
make
haste.
But
Aladdin
first
called
the
genie.
“I
want
a
scented
bath,”
he
said,
“a
richly
embroidered
habit,
a
horse
surpassing
the
Sultan’s,
and
twenty
slaves
to
attend
me.
Besides
this,
six
slaves,
beautifully
dressed,
to
wait
on
my
mother;
and
lastly,
ten
thousand
pieces
of
gold
in
ten
purses.”
No
sooner
said
then
done.
Aladdin
mounted
his
horse
and
passed
through
the
streets,
the
slaves
strewing
gold
as
they
went.
Those
who
had
played
with
him
in
his
childhood
knew
him
not,
he
had
grown
so
handsome.
When
the
sultan
saw
him
he
came
down
from
his
throne,
embraced
him,
and
led
him
into
a
hall
where
a
feast
was
spread,
intending
to
marry
him
to
the
Princess
that
very
day.
But
Aladdin
refused,
saying,
“I
must
build
a
palace
fit
for
her,”
and
took
his
leave.
Once
home,
he
said
to
the
genie:
“Build
me
a
palace
of
the
finest
marble,
set
with
jasper,
agate,
and
other
precious
stones.
In
the
middle
you
shall
build
me
a
large
hall
with
a
dome,
its
four
walls
of
massy
gold
and
silver,
each
side
having
six
windows,
whose
lattices,
all
except
one
which
is
to
be
left
unfinished,
must
be
set
with
diamonds
and
rubies.
There
must
be
stables
and
horses
and
grooms
and
slaves;
go
and
see
about
it!”
--
The
palace
was
finished
the
next
day,
and
the
genie
carried
him
there
and
showed
him
all
his
orders
faithfully
carried
out,
even
to
the
laying
of
a
velvet
carpet
from
Aladdin’s
palace
to
the
Sultan’s.
Aladdin’s
mother
then
dressed
herself
carefully,
and
walked
to
the
palace
with
her
slaves,
while
he
followed
her
on
horseback.
The
Sultan
sent
musicians
with
trumpets
and
cymbals
to
meet
them,
so
that
the
air
resounded
with
music
and
cheers.
She
was
taken
to
the
Princess,
who
saluted
her
and
treated
her
with
great
honour.
At
night
the
princess
said
good-bye
to
her
father,
and
set
out
on
the
carpet
for
Aladdin’s
palace,
with
his
mother
at
her
side,
and
followed
by
the
hundred
slaves.
She
was
charmed
at
the
sight
of
Aladdin,
who
ran
to
receive
her.
“Princess,”
he
said,
“blame
your
beauty
for
my
boldness
if
I
have
displeased
you.”
She
told
him
that,
having
seen
him,
she
willingly
obeyed
her
father
in
this
matter.
After
the
wedding
had
taken
place,
Aladdin
led
her
into
the
hall,
where
a
feast
was
spread,
and
she
supped
with
him,
after
which
they
danced
till
midnight.
--
Next
day
Aladdin
invited
the
Sultan
to
see
the
palace.
On
entering
the
hall
with
the
four-and-twenty
windows
with
their
rubies,
diamonds
and
emeralds,
he
cried,
“It
is
a
world’s
wonder!
There
is
only
one
thing
that
surprises
me.
Was
it
by
accident
that
one
window
was
left
unfinished?”
“No,
sir,
by
design,”
returned
Aladdin.
“I
wished
your
Majesty
to
have
the
glory
of
finishing
this
palace.”
The
Sultan
was
pleased,
and
sent
for
the
best
jewelers
in
the
city.
He
showed
them
the
unfinished
window,
and
bade
them
fit
it
up
like
the
others.
“Sir,”
replied
their
spokesman,
“we
cannot
find
jewels
enough.”
The
Sultan
had
his
own
fetched,
which
they
soon
used,
but
to
no
purpose,
for
in
a
month’s
time
the
work
was
not
half
done.
Aladdin
knowing
that
their
task
was
vain,
bade
them
undo
their
work
and
carry
the
jewels
back,
and
the
genie
finished
the
window
at
his
command.
The
Sultan
was
surprised
to
receive
his
jewels
again,
and
visited
Aladdin,
who
showed
him
the
window
finished.
The
Sultan
embraced
him,
the
envious
vizier
meanwhile
hinting
that
it
was
the
work
of
enchantment.
--
Aladdin
had
won
the
hearts
of
the
people
by
his
gentle
bearing.
He
was
made
captain
of
the
Sultan’s
armies,
and
won
several
battles
for
him,
but
remained
as
courteous
as
before,
and
lived
thus
in
peace
and
content
for
several
years.
--
But
far
away
in
Africa
the
magician
remembered
Aladdin,
and
by
his
magic
arts
discovered
that
Aladdin,
instead
of
perishing
miserably
in
the
cave,
had
escaped,
and
had
married
a
princess,
with
whom
he
was
living
in
great
honour
and
wealth.
He
knew
that
the
poor
tailor’s
son
could
only
have
accomplished
this
by
means
of
the
lamp,
and
travelled
night
and
day
till
he
reached
the
capital
of
China,
bent
on
Aladdin’s
ruin.
As
he
passed
through
the
town
he
heard
people
talking
everywhere
about
a
marvelous
palace.
“Forgive
my
ignorance,”
he
asked,
“what
is
the
palace
you
speak
of?”
Have
you
not
heard
of
Prince
Aladdin’s
palace,”
was
the
reply,
“the
greatest
wonder
in
the
world?
I
will
direct
you
if
you
have
a
mind
to
see
it.”
The
magician
thanked
him
who
spoke,
and
having
seen
the
palace
knew
that
it
had
been
raised
by
the
Genie
of
the
Lamp,
and
became
half
mad
with
rage.
He
determined
to
get
hold
of
the
lamp,
and
again
plunge
Aladdin
into
the
deepest
poverty.
--
Unluckily,
Aladdin
had
gone
a-hunting
for
eight
days,
which
gave
the
magician
plenty
of
time.
He
bought
a
dozen
lamps,
put
them
into
a
basket,
and
went
to
the
palace,
crying:
“New
lamps
for
old!”
followed
by
a
jeering
crowd.
The
Princess,
sitting
in
the
hall
of
four-and-twenty
windows,
sent
a
slave
to
find
out
what
the
noise
was
about,
who
came
back
laughing,
so
that
the
Princess
scolded
her.
“Madam,”
replied
the
slave,
“who
can
help
laughing
to
see
an
old
fool
offering
to
exchange
fine
new
lamps
for
old
ones?”
Another
slave,
hearing
this,
said,
“There
is
an
old
one
on
the
cornice
there
which
he
can
have.”
Now
this
was
the
magic
lamp,
which
Aladdin
had
left
there,
as
he
could
not
take
it
out
hunting
with
him.
The
Princess,
not
knowing
its
value,
laughingly
bade
the
slave
take
it
and
make
the
exchange.
She
went
and
said
to
the
magician:
“Give
me
a
new
lamp
for
this.”
He
snatched
it
and
bade
the
slave
take
her
choice,
amid
the
jeers
of
the
crowd.
Little
he
cared,
but
left
off
crying
his
lamps,
and
went
out
of
the
city
gates
to
a
lonely
place,
where
he
remained
till
nightfall,
when
he
pulled
out
the
lamp
and
rubbed
it.
The
genie
appeared,
and
at
the
magician’s
command
carried
him,
together
with
the
palace
and
the
Princess
in
it,
to
a
lonely
place
in
Africa.
--
Next
morning
the
Sultan
looked
out
of
the
window
towards
Aladdin’s
palace
and
rubbed
his
eyes,
for
it
was
gone.
He
sent
for
the
Vizier
and
asked
what
had
become
of
the
palace.
The
Vizier
looked
out
too,
and
was
lost
in
astonishment.
He
again
put
it
down
to
enchantment,
and
this
time
the
Sultan
believed
him,
and
sent
thirty
men
on
horseback
to
fetch
Aladdin
back
in
chains.
They
met
him
riding
home,
bound
him,
and
forced
him
to
go
with
them
on
foot.
The
people,
however,
who
loved
him,
followed,
armed,
to
see
that
he
came
to
no
harm.
He
was
carried
before
the
Sultan,
who
ordered
the
executioner
to
cut
off
his
head.
The
executioner
made
Aladdin
kneel
down,
bandaged
his
eyes,
and
raised
his
scimitar
to
strike.
At
that
instant
the
Vizier,
who
saw
that
the
crowd
had
forced
their
way
into
the
courtyard
and
were
scaling
the
walls
to
rescue
Aladdin,
called
to
the
executioner
to
stay
his
hand.
The
people,
indeed,
looked
so
threatening
that
the
Sultan
gave
way
and
ordered
Aladdin
to
be
unbound,
and
pardoned
him
in
the
sight
of
the
crowd.
Aladdin
now
begged
to
know
what
he
had
done.
“False
wretch!”
said
the
Sultan,
“come
hither,”
and
showed
him
from
the
window
the
place
where
his
palace
had
stood.
Aladdin
was
so
amazed
he
could
not
say
a
word.
“Where
is
your
palace
and
my
daughter?”
demanded
the
Sultan.
“For
the
first
I
am
not
so
deeply
concerned,
but
my
daughter
I
must
have,
and
you
must
find
her
or
lose
your
head.”
Aladdin
begged
for
forty
days
in
which
to
find
her,
promising
if
he
failed
to
return
at
suffer
death
at
the
Sultan’s
pleasure.
His
prayer
was
granted,
and
he
went
forth
sadly
from
the
Sultan’s
presence.
--
For
three
days
he
wandered
about
like
a
madman,
asking
everyone
what
had
become
of
his
palace,
but
they
only
laughed
and
pitied
him.
He
came
to
the
banks
of
a
river,
and
knelt
down
to
say
his
prayers
before
throwing
himself
in.
In
doing
so
he
rubbed
the
ring
he
still
wore.
The
genie
he
had
seen
in
the
cave
appeared,
and
asked
his
will.
“Save
my
life,
genie,”
said
Aladdin,
“and
bring
my
palace
back.”
That
is
not
in
my
power,”
said
the
genie;
“I
am
only
the
Slave
of
the
Ring;
you
must
ask
him
of
the
lamp.”
“Even
so,”
said
Aladdin,
“but
thou
canst
take
me
to
the
palace,
and
set
me
down
under
my
dear
wife’s
window.”
He
at
once
found
himself
in
Africa,
under
the
window
of
the
Princess,
and
fell
asleep
out
of
sheer
weariness.
--
He
was
awakened
by
the
singing
of
the
birds,
and
his
heart
was
lighter.
He
saw
plainly
that
all
his
misfortunes
were
owning
to
the
loss
of
the
lamp,
and
vainly
wondered
who
had
robbed
him
of
it.
--
That
morning
the
Princess
rose
earlier
than
she
had
done
since
she
had
been
carried
into
Africa
by
the
magician,
whose
company
she
was
forced
to
endure
once
a
day.
She,
however,
treated
him
so
harshly
that
he
dared
not
live
there
altogether.
As
she
was
dressing,
one
of
her
women
looked
out
and
saw
Aladdin.
The
Princess
ran
and
opened
the
window,
and
at
the
noise
she
made,
Aladdin
looked
up.
She
called
to
him
to
come
to
her,
and
great
was
the
joy
of
these
lovers
at
seeing
each
other
again.
After
he
had
kissed
her
Aladdin
said:
“I
beg
of
you,
Princess,
in
God’s
name,
before
we
speak
of
anything
else,
for
your
own
sake
and
mine,
tell
me
what
has
become
of
an
old
lamp
I
left
on
the
cornice
in
the
hall
of
four-and-twenty
windows
when
I
went
a-hunting.”
“Alas,”
she
said,
“I
am
the
innocent
cause
of
our
sorrows,”
and
told
him
of
the
exchange
of
the
lamp.
“Now
I
know,”
cried
Aladdin,
“that
we
have
to
thank
the
African
magician
for
this!
Where
is
the
lamp?”
“He
carries
it
about
with
him,”
said
the
Princess.
“I
know,
for
he
pulled
it
out
of
his
breast
to
show
me.
He
wishes
me
to
break
my
faith
with
you
and
marry
him,
saying
that
you
were
beheaded
by
my
father’s
command.
He
is
forever
speaking
ill
of
you,
but
I
only
reply
by
my
tears.
If
I
persist,
I
doubt
not
but
he
will
use
violence.”
Aladdin
comforted
her,
and
left
her
for
a
while.
He
changed
clothes
with
the
first
person
he
met
in
the
town,
and
having
bought
a
certain
powder
returned
to
the
Princess,
who
let
him
in
by
a
little
side
door.
“Put
on
your
most
beautiful
dress,”
he
said
to
her,
“and
receive
the
magician
with
smiles,
leading
him
to
believe
that
you
have
forgotten
me.
Invite
him
to
sup
with
you,
and
say
you
wish
to
taste
the
wine
of
his
country.
He
will
go
for
some,
and
while
he
is
gone
I
will
tell
you
what
to
do.”
She
listened
carefully
to
Aladdin
and
when
he
left
her,
arrayed
herself
gaily
for
the
first
time
since
she
left
China.
She
put
on
a
girdle
and
head-dress
of
diamonds
and
seeing
in
a
glass
that
she
was
more
beautiful
than
ever,
received
the
magician,
saying,
to
his
great
amazement:
“I
have
made
up
my
mind
that
Aladdin
is
dead,
and
that
all
my
tears
will
not
bring
him
back
to
me,
so
I
am
resolved
to
mourn
no
more,
and
have
therefore
invited
you
to
sup
with
me;
but
I
am
tired
of
the
wines
of
China,
and
would
fain
taste
those
of
Africa.”
The
magician
flew
to
his
cellar,
and
the
Princess
put
the
powder
Aladdin
had
given
her
in
her
cup.
When
he
returned
she
asked
him
to
drink
her
health
in
the
wine
of
Africa,
handing
him
her
cup
in
exchange
for
his,
as
a
sign
she
was
reconciled
to
him.
Before
drinking
the
magician
made
her
a
speech
in
praise
of
her
beauty,
but
the
Princess
cut
him
short,
saying:
“Let
us
drink
first,
and
you
shall
say
what
you
will
afterwards.”
She
set
her
cup
to
her
lips
and
kept
it
there,
while
the
magician
drained
his
to
the
dregs
and
fell
back
lifeless.
The
Princess
then
opened
the
door
to
Aladdin,
and
flung
her
arms
around
his
neck;
but
Aladdin
went
to
the
dead
magician,
took
the
lamp
out
of
his
vest,
and
bade
the
genie
carry
the
palace
and
all
in
it
back
to
China.
This
was
done,
and
the
Princess
in
her
chamber
felt
only
two
little
shocks,
and
little
thought
she
was
home
again.
--
The
Sultan,
who
was
sitting
in
his
closet,
mourning
for
his
lost
daughter,
happened
too
look
up,
and
rubbed
his
eyes,
for
there
stood
the
palace
as
before!
He
hastened
thither,
and
Aladdin
received
him
in
the
hall
of
the
four-and-twenty
windows,
with
the
Princess
at
his
side.
Aladdin
told
him
what
had
happened,
and
showed
him
the
dead
body
of
the
magician,
that
he
might
believe.
A
ten
days’
feast
was
proclaimed,
and
it
seemed
as
if
Aladdin
might
now
live
the
rest
of
his
life
in
peace;
but
it
was
not
meant
to
be.
--
The
African
magician
had
a
younger
brother,
who
was,
if
possible,
more
wicked
and
more
cunning
than
himself.
He
travelled
to
China
to
avenge
his
brother’s
death,
and
went
to
visit
a
pious
woman
called
Fatima,
thinking
she
might
be
of
use
to
him.
He
entered
her
cell
and
clapped
a
dagger
to
her
breast,
telling
her
to
rise
and
do
his
bidding
on
pain
of
death.
He
changed
clothes
with
her,
coloured
his
face
like
hers,
put
on
her
veil,
and
murdered
her,
that
she
might
tell
no
tales.
Then
he
went
towards
the
palace
of
Aladdin,
and
all
the
people,
thinking
he
was
the
holy
woman,
gathered
round
him,
kissing
his
hands
and
begging
his
blessing.
When
he
got
to
the
palace
there
was
such
a
noise
going
on
round
him
that
the
Princess
bade
her
slave
look
out
the
window
and
ask
what
was
the
matter.
The
slave
said
it
was
the
holy
woman,
curing
people
by
her
touch
of
their
ailments,
whereupon
the
Princess,
who
had
long
desired
to
see
Fatima,
sent
for
her.
On
coming
to
the
Princess
the
magician
offered
up
a
prayer
for
her
health
and
prosperity.
When
he
had
done
the
Princess
made
him
sit
by
her,
and
begged
him
to
stay
with
her
always.
The
false
Fatima,
who
wished
for
nothing
better,
consented,
but
kept
his
veil
down
for
fear
of
discovery.
The
princess
showed
him
the
hall,
and
asked
him
what
he
thought
of
it.
“It
is
truly
beautiful,”
said
the
false
Fatima.
“In
my
mind
it
wants
but
one
thing.”
And
what
is
that?”
said
the
Princess.
“If
only
a
roc’s
egg,”
replied
he,
“were
hung
up
from
the
middle
of
this
dome,
it
would
be
the
wonder
of
the
world.”
--
After
this
the
Princess
could
think
of
nothing
but
the
roc’s
egg,
and
when
Aladdin
returned
from
hunting
he
found
her
in
a
very
ill
humour.
He
begged
to
know
what
was
amiss,
and
she
told
him
that
all
her
pleasure
in
the
hall
was
spoilt
or
want
of
a
roc’s
egg
hanging
from
the
dome.
“If
that
is
all,”
replied
Aladdin,
“you
shall
soon
be
happy.”
He
left
her
and
rubbed
the
lamp,
and
when
the
genie
appeared
commanded
him
to
bring
a
roc’s
egg.
The
genie
gave
such
a
loud
and
terrible
shriek
that
the
hall
shook.
--
“Wretch!”
he
cried,
“is
it
not
enough
that
I
have
done
everything
for
you,
but
you
must
command
me
to
bring
my
master
and
hang
him
up
in
the
midst
of
this
dome?
You
and
your
wife
and
your
palace
deserve
to
be
burnt
to
ashes,
but
that
this
request
does
not
come
from
you,
but
from
the
brother
of
the
African
magician,
whom
you
destroyed.
He
is
now
in
your
palace
disguised
as
the
holy
woman,
whom
he
murdered.
He
it
was
who
put
that
wish
into
your
wife’s
head.
Take
care
of
yourself,
for
he
means
to
kill
you.”
So
saying,
the
genie
disappeared.
--
Aladdin
went
back
to
the
Princess,
saying
his
head
ached,
and
requesting
that
the
holy
Fatima
should
be
fetched
to
lay
her
hands
on
it.
But
when
the
magician
came
near,
Aladdin,
seizing
his
dagger,
pierced
him
to
the
heart.
“What
have
you
done?”
cried
the
Princess.
“You
have
killed
the
holy
woman!”
“Not
so,”
replied
Aladdin,
“but
a
wicked
magician,”
and
told
her
of
how
she
had
been
deceived.
--
After
this
Aladdin
and
his
wife
lived
in
peace.
He
succeeded
the
Sultan
when
he
died,
and
reigned
for
many
years,
leaving
behind
him
a
long
line
of
kings.
--
End
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