The prince having departed from the sultan repaired to his faithful friend the Oone, who welcomed his return; and having mounted him upon his back with his two brides, his jewel fruit, and the cages, immediately ascended into the air, from whence, after soaring for some hours, he gradually descended, and alighted near the ruined city, where the prince had left his tents, cattle, and followers, whom he found anxiously expecting his arrival.  The friendly Oone had scarcely set him down, when he said to the prince, “My young friend Mahummud, the obligation already conferred upon me by thy coming here was great; but I have one more favour to request.”  “What can that be?” replied the prince.  “That thou leave not this spot,” continued the Oone, “until thou hast washed my corpse, enshrouded, and laid it in the grave.”  Having said thus, the Oone suddenly uttered one loud groan, and instantly his soul took its flight from the body.  The astonished prince stood for some time overpowered with sorrow; but at length recovering himself, he, with the assistance of his domestics, washed the corpse, wrapped it in a winding sheet, and having prayed over it, deposited it in the earth.

The funeral ceremonies of his friend being over, he commenced his march homewards, and after three days arrived in sight of the inscribed pyramid, near which he perceived an extensive encampment, which, on reconnoitring, he found to be that of his father.  The aged sultan, unable to bear the absence of his son, had marched from his capital in hopes of overtaking him; but on his arrival at the junction of the three ways, being confounded at the sight of the inscriptions, he had halted, not knowing where to proceed.  Great was his joy on discovering the prince advancing towards that face of the pyramid on which was engraved, “Whoever travels this road will probably never return.”  When the raptures of meeting and mutual congratulations were over, the prince informed the sultan of his wonderful and successful adventures, which overpowered him with astonishment and joy.  After reposing a few days, they proceeded towards the capital of the sultan; where tidings having arrived of their approach, the inhabitants ornamented the city with silks, carpets, and transparent paintings; and the nobles and respectable persons issued forth with splendid trains to meet and congratulate their sovereign and the prince, who entered in triumphal procession, amid the greatest rejoicings and prayers for their welfare and prosperity.

STORY OF THE FISHERMAN’S SON.

A fisherman’s son having in company with his father caught a large fish, the latter proposed to present it to the sultan, in hopes of receiving a great reward.  While he was gone home to fetch a basket, the son, moved by compassion, returned the fish into the water; but fearful of his father’s anger, fled from his country, and repaired to a distant city, where he was entertained by a person as a servant.