In order, madam, to explain how I came to lose my right eye, and to wear the dress of a Calender,
you must first know that I am the son of a king. My father's only brother reigned over the
neighbouring country, and had two children, a daughter and a son, who were of the same age as
As I grew up, and was allowed more liberty, I went every year to pay a visit to my uncle's court,
and usually stayed there about two months. In this way my cousin and I became very intimate, and
were much attached to each other. The very last time I saw him he seemed more delighted to see
me than ever, and gave a great feast in my honour. When we had finished eating, he said to me,
"My cousin, you would never guess what I have been doing since your last visit to us! Directly
after your departure I set a number of men to work on a building after my own design. It is now
completed, and ready to be lived in. I should like to show it to you, but you must first swear two
things: to be faithful to me, and to keep my secret."
Of course I did not dream of refusing him anything he asked, and gave the promise without the
least hesitation. He then bade me wait an instant, and vanished, returning in a few moments with
a richly dressed lady of great beauty, but as he did not tell me her name, I thought it was better
not to inquire. We all three sat down to table and amused ourselves with talking of all sorts of
indifferent things, and with drinking each other's health. Suddenly the prince said to me, "Cousin,
we have no time to lose; be so kind as to conduct this lady to a certain spot, where you will find a
dome-like tomb, newly built. You cannot mistake it. Go in, both of you, and wait till I come. I
shall not be long."
As I had promised I prepared to do as I was told, and giving my hand to the lady, I escorted her,
by the light of the moon, to the place of which the prince had spoken. We had barely reached it
when he joined us himself, carrying a small vessel of water, a pickaxe, and a little bag containing
With the pickaxe he at once began to destroy the empty sepulchre in the middle of the tomb. One
by one he took the stones and piled them up in a corner. When he had knocked down the whole
sepulchre he proceeded to dig at the earth, and beneath where the sepulchre had been I saw a
trap-door. He raised the door and I caught sight of the top of a spiral staircase; then he said,
turning to the lady, "Madam, this is the way that will lead you down to the spot which I told you
The lady did not answer, but silently descended the staircase, the prince following her. At the top,
however, he looked at me. "My cousin," he exclaimed, "I do not know how to thank you for your
"What do you mean?" I cried. "I don't understand."
"No matter," he replied, "go back by the path that you came."
He would say no more, and, greatly puzzled, I returned to my room in the palace and went to bed.
When I woke, and considered my adventure, I thought that I must have been dreaming, and sent a
servant to ask if the prince was dressed and could see me. But on hearing that he had not slept at
home I was much alarmed, and hastened to the cemetery, where, unluckily, the tombs were all so
alike that I could not discover which was the one I was in search of, though I spent four days in
looking for it.
You must know that all this time the king, my uncle, was absent on a hunting expedition, and as
no one knew when he would be back, I at last decided to return home, leaving the ministers to
make my excuses. I longed to tell them what had become of the prince, about whose fate they felt
the most dreadful anxiety, but the oath I had sworn kept me silent.
On my arrival at my father's capital, I was astonished to find a large detachment of guards drawn
up before the gate of the palace; they surrounded me directly I entered. I asked the officers in
command the reason of this strange behaviour, and was horrified to learn that the army had
mutinied and put to death the king, my father, and had placed the grand-vizir on the throne.
Further, that by his orders I was placed under arrest.
Now this rebel vizir had hated me from my boy-hood, because once, when shooting at a bird with
a bow, I had shot out his eye by accident. Of course I not only sent a servant at once to offer him
my regrets and apologies, but I made them in person. It was all of no use. He cherished an
undying hatred towards me, and lost no occasion of showing it. Having once got me in his power
I felt he could show no mercy, and I was right. Mad with triumph and fury he came to me in my
prison and tore out my right eye. That is how I lost it.
My persecutor, however, did not stop here. He shut me up in a large case and ordered his
executioner to carry me into a desert place, to cut off my head, and then to abandon my body to
the birds of prey. The case, with me inside it, was accordingly placed on a horse, and the
executioner, accompanied by another man, rode into the country until they found a spot suitable
for the purpose. But their hearts were not so hard as they seemed, and my tears and prayers made
"Forsake the kingdom instantly," said the executioner at last, "and take care never to come back,
for you will not only lose your head, but make us lose ours." I thanked him gratefully, and tried
to console myself for the loss of my eye by thinking of the other misfortunes I had escaped.
After all I had gone through, and my fear of being recognised by some enemy, I could only travel
very slowly and cautiously, generally resting in some out-of-the-way place by day, and walking as
far as I was able by night, but at length I arrived in the kingdom of my uncle, of whose protection
I was sure.
I found him in great trouble about the disappearance of his son, who had, he said, vanished
without leaving a trace; but his own grief did not prevent him sharing mine. We mingled our
tears, for the loss of one was the loss of the other, and then I made up my mind that it was my
duty to break the solemn oath I had sworn to the prince. I therefore lost no time in telling my
uncle everything I knew, and I observed that even before I had ended his sorrow appeared to be
lightened a little.
"My dear nephew," he said, "your story gives me some hope. I was aware that my son was
building a tomb, and I think I can find the spot. But as he wished to keep the matter secret, let us
go alone and seek the place ourselves."
He then bade me disguise myself, and we both slipped out of a garden door which opened on to
the cemetery. It did not take long for us to arrive at the scene of the prince's disappearance, or to
discover the tomb I had sought so vainly before. We entered it, and found the trap-door which led
to the staircase, but we had great difficulty in raising it, because the prince had fastened it down
underneath with the plaster he had brought with him.
My uncle went first, and I followed him. When we reached the bottom of the stairs we stepped
into a sort of ante-room, filled with such a dense smoke that it was hardly possible to see
anything. However, we passed through the smoke into a large chamber, which at first seemed
quite empty. The room was brilliantly lighted, and in another moment we perceived a sort of
platform at one end, on which were the bodies of the prince and a lady, both half-burned, as if
they had been dragged out of a fire before it had quite consumed them.
This horrible sight turned me faint, but, to my surprise, my uncle did not show so much surprise
"I knew," he said, "that my son was tenderly attached to this lady, whom it was impossible he
should ever marry. I tried to turn his thoughts, and presented to him the most beautiful
princesses, but he cared for none of them, and, as you see, they have now been united by a
horrible death in an underground tomb." But, as he spoke, his anger melted into tears, and again I
wept with him.
When he recovered himself he drew me to him. "My dear nephew," he said, embracing me, "you
have come to me to take his place, and I will do my best to forget that I ever had a son who could
act in so wicked a manner." Then he turned and went up the stairs.
We reached the palace without anyone having noticed our absence, when, shortly after, a clashing
of drums, and cymbals, and the blare of trumpets burst upon our astonished ears. At the same
time a thick cloud of dust on the horizon told of the approach of a great army. My heart sank
when I perceived that the commander was the vizir who had dethroned my father, and was come
to seize the kingdom of my uncle.
The capital was utterly unprepared to stand a siege, and seeing that resistance was useless, at once
opened its gates. My uncle fought hard for his life, but was soon overpowered, and when he fell I
managed to escape through a secret passage, and took refuge with an officer whom I knew I
Persecuted by ill-fortune, and stricken with grief, there seemed to be only one means of safety left
to me. I shaved my beard and my eyebrows, and put on the dress of a calender, in which it was
easy for me to travel without being known. I avoided the towns till I reached the kingdom of the
famous and powerful Caliph, Haroun-al-Raschid, when I had no further reason to fear my
enemies. It was my intention to come to Bagdad and to throw myself at the feet of his Highness,
who would, I felt certain, be touched by my sad story, and would grant me, besides, his help and
After a journey which lasted some months I arrived at length at the gates of this city. It was
sunset, and I paused for a little to look about me, and to decide which way to turn my steps. I
was still debating on this subject when I was joined by this other calender, who stopped to greet
me. "You, like me, appear to be a stranger," I said. He replied that I was right, and before he
could say more the third calender came up. He, also, was newly arrived in Bagdad, and being
brothers in misfortune, we resolved to cast in our lots together, and to share whatever fate might
have in store.
By this time it had grown late, and we did not know where to spend the night. But our lucky star
having guided us to this door, we took the liberty of knocking and of asking for shelter, which
was given to us at once with the best grace in the world.
This, madam, is my story.
"I am satisfied," replied Zobeida; "you can go when you like."
The calender, however, begged leave to stay and to hear the histories of his two friends and of the
three other persons of the company, which he was allowed to do.