And then we have the legend of “the City of Brass,” or bronze.  It relates to “an ancient age and period in the olden time.”  One of the caliphs, Abdelmelik, the son of Marwan, has heard from antiquity that Solomon, (Solomon is, in Arabic, like Charlemagne in the middle-age myths of Europe, the synonym for everything venerable and powerful,) had imprisoned genii in bottles of brass, and the Caliph desired to procure some of these bottles.

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Then Talib (the son of Sahl) tells the Caliph that a man once voyaged to the Island of Sicily, but a wind arose and blew him away “to one of the lands of God.”

“This happened during the black darkness of night.”

It was a remote, unfrequented land; the people were black and lived in caves, and were naked and of strange speech.  They cast their nets for Talib and brought up a bottle of brass or bronze, containing one of the imprisoned genii, who came out of it, as a blue smoke, and cried in a horrible voice, “Repentance, repentance, O prophet of God!”

All this was in a Western land.  And Abdelmelik sent Talib to find this land.  It was “a journey of two years and some months going, and the like returning.”  It was in a far country.  They first reach a deserted palace in a desolate land, the palace of “Kosh the son of Sheddad the son of Ad, the greater.”  He read an inscription: 

“Here was a people, whom, after their works, thou shalt see wept over for their lost dominion.

“And in this palace is the last information respecting lords collected in the dust.

“Death hath destroyed them and disunited them, and in the dust they have lost what they amassed.”

Talib goes on with his troops, until they come to a great pillar of black stone, sunk into which, to his armpits, was a mighty creature; “he had two wings and four arms; two of them like those of the sons of Adam, and two like the fore-legs of lions with claws.  He had hair upon his head like the tails of horses, and two eyes like two burning coals, and he had a third eye in his forehead, like the eye of the lynx, from which there appeared sparks of fire.”

He was the imprisoned comet-monster, and these

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arms and eyes, darting fire, remind us of the description given of the apostate angel in the other legends: 

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THE AFRITE IN THE PILLAR.

“He was tall and black; and he was crying out ’Extolled be the perfection of my Lord, who hath appointed me this severe affliction and painful torture until the day of resurrection!’”

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The party of Talib were stupefied at the sight and retreated in fright.  And the wise man, the Sheik Abdelsamad, one of the party, drew near and asked the imprisoned monster his history.  And he replied: 

“I am an Afrite of the genii, and my name is Dahish, the son of Elamash, and I am restrained here by the majesty of God.