“Sir,” replied the princess, “it is as your majesty conjectures; and to let you know that this water has no communication with any spring, I must inform you that the basin is one entire stone, so that the water cannot come in at the sides or underneath. But what your majesty will think most wonderful is that all this water proceeded but from one small flagon, emptied into this basin, which increased to the quantity you see, by a property peculiar to itself, and formed this fountain.” “Well,” said the emperor, going from the fountain, “this is enough for one time. I promise myself the pleasure to come and visit it often; but now let us go and see the Talking Bird.”
As he went toward the hall, the emperor perceived a prodigious number of singing birds in the trees around, filling the air with their songs and warblings, and asked why there were so many there and none on the other trees in the garden. “The reason, sir,’’ answered the princess, “is because they come from all parts to accompany the song of the Talking Bird, which your majesty may see in a cage in one of the windows of the hall we are approaching; and if you attend, you will perceive that his notes are sweeter than those of any of the other birds, even the nightingale’s.”
The emperor went into the hall; and as the Bird continued singing, the princess raised her voice, and said, “My slave, here is the emperor, pay your compliments to him.” The Bird left off singing that instant, when all the other birds ceased also, and said: ‘‘The emperor is welcome; God prosper him and prolong his life!” As the entertainment was served on the sofa near the window where the Bird was placed, the sultan replied, as he was taking his seat: ‘‘Bird, I thank you, and am overjoyed to find in you the sultan and king of birds.”
As soon as the emperor saw the dish of cucumbers set before
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