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Adventures of Prince Camaralzaman and the Princess Badoura
Some twenty days' sail from the coast of Persia lies the isle of the
children of Khaledan. The island is divided into several provinces, in
each of which are large flourishing towns, and the whole forms an
important kingdom. It was governed in former days by a king named
Schahzaman, who, with good right, considered himself one of the most
peaceful, prosperous, and fortunate monarchs on the earth. In fact, he
had but one grievance, which was that none of his four wives had given
him an heir.
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This distressed him so greatly that one day he confided his grief to
the grand-vizir, who, being a wise counsellor, said: "Such matters are
indeed beyond human aid. Allah alone can grant your desire, and I should
advise you, sire, to send large gifts to those holy men who spend their
lives in prayer, and to beg for their intercessions. Who knows whether
their petitions may not be answered!"
The king took his vizir's advice, and the result of so many prayers
for an heir to the throne was that a son was born to him the following
year.
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Schahzaman sent noble gifts as thank offerings to all the mosques and
religious houses, and great rejoicings were celebrated in honour of the
birth of the little prince, who was so beautiful that he was named
Camaralzaman, or "Moon of the Century."
Prince Camaralzaman was brought up with extreme care by an excellent
governor and all the cleverest teachers, and he did such credit to them
that when he was grown up, a more charming and accomplished young man
was not to be found. Whilst he was still a youth the king, his father,
who loved him dearly, had some thoughts of abdicating in his favour. As
usual he talked over his plans with his grand-vizir, who, though he did
not approve the idea, would not state all his objections.
The vizir's advice once more struck the king as being good, and he
sent for his son, who lost no time in obeying the summons, and standing
respectfully with downcast eyes before the king asked for his commands.
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"I have sent for you," said the king, "to say that I wish you to
marry. What do you think about it?"
The prince was so much overcome by these words that he remained
silent for some time. At length he said: "Sire, I beg you to pardon me
if I am unable to reply as you might wish. I certainly did not expect
such a proposal as I am still so young, and I confess that the idea of
marrying is very distasteful to me. Possibly I may not always be in this
mind, but I certainly feel that it will require some time to induce me
to take the step which your Majesty desires."
Continued