they resolved to carry with them such commodities as were likely to suit the market.  When I found that they were making preparations for their departure, I went to my father, and begged of him, with tears in my eyes, that he would suffer me to make one of the party, and allow me some stock of goods to trade with on my own account.  “You are too young,” said he, “to travel into Egypt; the fatigue is too great for you; and, besides, I am sure you will come off a loser in your traffic.”  These words, however, did not suppress my eager desire to travel.  I made use of my uncles’ interest with my father, who at last granted me permission to go as far as Damascus, where they were to leave me, till they had travelled through Egypt.  “The city of Damascus,” said my father, “may likewise glory in its beauties, and my son must be content with leave to go so far.”  Though my curiosity to see Egypt was very pressing, I considered he was my father, and submitted to his will.

I set out from Moussol in company with him and my uncles.  We travelled through Mesopotamia, passed the Euphrates, and arrived at Aleppo, where we stayed some days.  From thence we went to Damascus, the first sight of which struck me with agreeable surprise We lodged all together in one khan; and I had the view of a city that was large, populous, full of handsome people, and well fortified.  We employed some days in walking up and down the delicious gardens that surrounded it; and we all agreed that Damascus was justly said to be seated in a paradise.  At last my uncles thought of pursuing their journey; but took care, before they went, to sell my goods so advantageously for me, that I gained by them five hundred per cent.  This sale brought me a sum so considerable, as to fill me with delight.

My father and my uncles left me in Damascus, and pursued their journey.  After their departure, I used great caution not to lay out my money idly.  But at the same time I took a stately house, built of marble, adorned with paintings of gold, silver foliage, and a garden with fine water-works.  I furnished it, not so richly indeed as the magnificence of the place deserved, but at least handsomely enough for a young man of my rank.  It formerly belonged to one of the principal lords of the city; but was then the property of a rich jewel-merchant, to whom I paid for it only two sherifs a month.  I had a number of domestics, and lived honourably; sometimes I gave entertainments to such people as I had made an acquaintance with, and sometimes was treated by them.  Thus did I spend my time at Damascus, waiting for my father’s return; no passion disturbed my repose, and my only employment was conversing with people of credit.

One day, as I sat taking the cool air at my gate, a very handsome, well-dressed lady came to me, and asked if I did not sell stuffs?  She had no sooner spoken the words, than she went into my house.