board. I found her full of merchants and passengers, and one of them
cried, "O Captain, this ill-omened brute will bring us ill luck!"
And another said, "Turn this ill-omened beast out from among us."
The Captain said, "Let us kill it!" Another said, "Slay it with the
sword," a third, "Drown it," and a fourth, "Shoot it with an arrow."
But I
sprang up and laid hold of the rais's skirt, and shed tears
which poured down my chops. The Captain took pity on me, and said,
"O merchants, this ape hath appealed to me for
protection and I will
protect him. Henceforth he is under my
charge, so let none do him
aught hurt or harm,
otherwise there will be bad blood between us."
Then he entreated me kindly, and
whatsoever he said I understood,
and
ministered to his every want and served him as a servant, albeit
my tongue would not obey my wishes, so that he came to love me. The
vessel sailed on, the wind being fair, for the space of fifty days, at
the end of which we cast
anchor under the walls of a great city
wherein was a world of people, especially
learned men. None could tell
their number save Allah. No sooner had we arrived than we were visited
by certain Mameluke officials from the King of that city, who, after
boarding us, greeted the merchants and, giving them joy of safe
arrival, said: "Our King welcometh you, and sendeth you this roll of
paper,
whereupon each and every of you must write a line. For ye shall
know that the King's Minister, a calligrapher of
renown, is dead,
and the King hath sworn a
solemn oath that he will make none Wazir
in his stead who cannot write as well as he could."
He then gave us the
scroll, which measured ten cubits long by a
breadth of one, and each of the merchants who knew how to write
wrote a line thereon, even to the last of them, after which I stood up
(still in the shape of an ape) and snatched the roll out of their
hands. They feared lest I should tear it or throw it
overboard, so
they tried to stay me and scare me, but I signed to them that I
could write,
whereat all marveled,
saying, "We never yet saw an ape
write." And the Captain cried: "Let him write, and if he scribble
and scrabble we will kick him out and kill him. But if he write fair
and scholarly, I will adopt him as my son, for surely I never yet
saw a more
intelligent and well-mannered
monkey than he. Would
Heaven my real son were his match in morals and manners!"
I took the reed and, stretching out my paw, dipped it in ink and
wrote, in the hand used for letters, these two couplets:
Time hath recorded gifts she gave the great,
But none recorded thine, which be far higher.
Allah ne'er
orphan men by loss of thee
Who be of Goodness mother, Bounty's sire.
And I wrote in Rayhani or larger letters elegantly curved:
Thou hast a reed of rede to every land,
Whose driving causeth all the world to thrive.
Nil is the Nile of Misraim by thy boons,
Who makest
misery smile with fingers five.
Then I wrote in the Suls
character:
There be no
writer who from Death shall fleet
But what his hand hath writ men shall repeat.
Write,
therefore,
naught save what shall serve thee when
Thou see't on Judgment Day an so thou see't!
Then I wrote in the
character of Naskh:
When to sore
parting Fate our love shall doom,
To distant life by Destiny decreed,
We cause the inkhom's lips to 'plain our pains,
And tongue our
utterance with the talking reed.
Then I gave the
scroll to the officials, and after we all had
written our line, they carried it before the King. When he saw the
paper, no
writing pleased him save my
writing, and he said to the
assembled courtiers: "Go seek the
writer of these lines and dress
him in a splendid robe of honor. Then mount him on a she-mule, let a
band of music
precede him, and bring him to the presence." At these
words they smiled and the King was wroth with them and cried "O
accursed! I give you an order and you laugh at me?" "O King,"
replied they, "if we laugh 'tis not at thee and not without a
cause." "And what is it?" asked he, and they answered, "O King, thou
orderest us to bring to thy presence the man who wrote these lines.
Now the truth is that he who wrote them is not of the sons of Adam,
but an ape, a tailless baboon, belonging to the ship Captain." Quoth
he, "Is this true that you say?" Quoth they, "Yea! by the rights of
thy munificence!" The King marveled at their words and shook with
mirth and said, "I am
minded to buy this ape of the Captain."
Then he sent messengers to the ship with the mule, the dress, the
guard, and the state drums,
saying, "Not the less do you clothe him in