should beg; so, when they were in the house, he asked her, “O my mother, are my brothers well?”; and she answered, “They are both well.”  Quoth he, “Why dost thou beg by the wayside?” Quoth she, “Because I am hungry, O my son,” and he, ’Before I went away, I gave thee an hundred diners one day, the like the next and a thousand on the day of my departure.”  “O my son, they cheated me and took the money from me, saying, ‘We will buy goods with it.’  Then they drove me away, and I fell to begging by the wayside, for stress of hunger.”  “O my mother, no harm shall befall thee, now I am come; so have no concern, for these saddle bags are full of gold and gems, and good aboundeth with me.”  “Verily, thou art blessed, O my son!  Allah accept of thee and increase thee of His bounties!  Go, O my son, fetch us some victual, for I slept not last night for excess of hunger, having gone to bed supperless.  “Welcome to thee, O my mother!  Call for what thou wilt to eat, and I will set it before thee this moment; for I have no occasion to buy from the market, nor need I any to cook.  “O my son, I see naught with thee.”  “I have with me in these saddle bags all manner of meats.”  “O my son, whatever is ready will serve to stay hunger.”  “True, when there is no choice, men are content with the smallest thing; but where there is plenty, they like to eat what is good:  and I have abundance; so call for what thou hast a mind to.”  “O my son, give me some hot bread and a slice of cheese.”  “O my mother, this befitteth not thy condition.”  “Then give me to eat of that which besitteth my case, for thou knowest it.”  “O my mother,” rejoined he, “what suit thine estate are browned meat and roast chicken and peppered rice and it becometh thy rank to eat of sausages and stuffed cucumbers and stuffed lamb and stuffed ribs of mutton and vermicelli with broken almonds and nuts and honey and sugar and fritters and almond cakes.”  But she thought he was laughing at her and making mock of her; so she said to him, “Yauh!  Yauh![FN#284] what is come to thee?  Dost thou dream or art thou daft?” Asked he, “Why deemest thou that I am mad?” and she answered, “Because thou namest to me all manner rich dishes.  Who can avail unto their price, and who knoweth how to dress them?” Quoth he, “By my life! thou shalt eat of all that I have named to thee, and that at once;” and quoth she, “I see nothing;” and he, “Bring me the saddle bags.”  So she fetched them and feeling them, found them empty.  However, she laid them before him and he thrust in his hand and pulled out dish after dish, till he had set before her all he had named.  Whereupon asked she, “O my son, the saddle bags are small and moreover they were empty; yet hast thou taken thereout all these dishes.  Where then were they all?”; and he answered, “O my mother, know that these saddle bags, which the Moor gave me, are enchanted and they have a servant whom, if one desire aught, he hath but to adjure by the Names which command him, saying, ’O servant of these saddle bags, bring