The sultan sent for the supposed dervish, and commanding all his attendants to retire, withdrew with him into his closet, and desired him to be seated; after which he said, “Wicked dervish, what could have induced thee to entice away my son, or to visit my kingdom?” He replied, “Heaven knows, O sultan, I did not entice him.  The boy followed me to my lodging, when I said, ‘ My son, return to thy father,’ but he would not; and I remained in continual dread till what was decreed occurred.”  The sultan was softened, spoke kindly to him, and begged him to relate his adventures, when the pretended dervish wept, and said, “My history is a wonderful one.  I had a friend whom I left as my agent and guardian to my family, while I was performing a pilgrimage to Mecca; but had scarcely left my house ten days, when accidently seeing my wife he endeavoured to debauch her, and sent an old woman with a rich present to declare his adulterous love.  My wife was enraged, and put the infamous messenger to death.  He sent a second, and a third, whom she also killed.

These last words were scarcely spoken, when the sultana bursting from her concealment ran up to the dervish, fell upon his neck, and embraced him:  upon which, the sultan her husband was enraged, put his hand to his cimeter, and exclaimed, “What means this shameless behaviour?” The sultana, at once laughing and crying with rapture, informed him that the supposed dervish was her father:  upon which the sultan also fell at his feet and welcomed him.  He then ordered the other dervish his vizier to be released, commanded royal robes to be brought for his father-in-law, and a suite of apartments in the palace to be prepared for his reception, with an attendance befitting his dignity.

When the old sultan had spent some time with his youngest daughter thus happily recovered, he became anxious to search after the others, and signified his intention of departing; but his son-in-law declared that he would accompany him on the expedition with a number of his nobles, and an army, lest some fatal accident might occur from his being unattended.  Preparations were accordingly made for march, the two sultans encamped without the city, and in a few days began their expedition, which proved successful to their wishes.  The aged monarch having recovered his children retired to his own kingdom, where he reigned prosperously till the angel of death summoned him to Paradise.

STORY OF THE BANG-EATER AND THE CAUZEE.

In a certain city there was a vagabond fellow much addicted to the use of bang, who got his livelihood by fishing.  When he had sold the product of his day’s labour, he laid part of it out in provisions and part in bang, with which (his day’s, work over) he solaced himself till he became intoxicated, and such was his constant practice.  One night, having indulged more than ordinary, his senses were unusually stupefied; and in this, condition he had