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The Translator's Foreword.

This volume has been entitled "THE NEW ARABIAN 1 NIGHTS," a namenow hackneyed because applied to its contents as far back as 1819in Henry Weber's "Tales of the East" (Edinburgh, Ballantyne).

The original MS. was brought to France by Al-Káhin DiyánisiásSháwísh, a Syrian priest of the Congregation of St. Basil, whosename has been Frenchified to Dom Dennis (or Denys) Chavis. He wasa student at the European College of Al-Kadís Ithanásiús (St.Athanasius) in Rúmiyah the Grand (Constantinople) and wassummoned by the Minister of State, Baron de Breteuil, to Paris,where he presently became "Teacher of the Arabic Tongue at the

rn sounded, and the mail-coach drew up at thedoor of the George and Dragon to set down a passenger and his luggage.

Dick Turnbull rose and went out to the hall with careful bustle, andDoctor Torvey followed as far as the door, which commanded a view of it,and saw several trunks cased in canvas pitched into the hall, and bycareful Tom and a boy lifted one on top of the other, behind the cornerof the banister. It would have been below the dignity of his cloth to goout and read the labels on these, or the Doctor would have doneotherwise, so great was his curiosity.

CHAPTER III

Philip Feltram

The new guest was now in the hall of the George, and Doctor Torvey couldhear him talking with Mr. Turnbull. Being himself one of the dignitariesof Golden Friars, the Doctor, having regard to first impressions, didnot care to be seen in his post of observation; and closing the doorgently, returned to his chair by the fire, and in an under-tone informedhis cronie

Ne,rozo ne estas birdo, rozo estas floro.

LESSON 2.

Every "describing" word, that is, every word which tells the kind orquality of a person or thing, ends in "a," as "granda", large; "rugxa",red.

(A describing word is called an ADJECTIVE).

VOCABULARY.

bEla : beautiful. jUna : young.blAnka : white. matUra : mature, ripe.blUa : blue. nOva : new.bOna : good. nUtra : nutritious.fidEla : faithful. pUra : pure, clean.fOrta : strong. rIcxa : rich.frEsxa : fresh. sAna : well (healthy).

cxiElo : sky, heaven. nEgxo : snow.fEsto : holiday. pAno : bread.frauxlIno : maiden lady, Miss papEro : paper.hOmo : man (human being). tAblo : table.hUndo : dog. vIno : wine.infAno : child.

he samovar has been on the table fortwo hours, and they are all out walking!

VOITSKI. All right, don't get excited; here they come.

Voices are heard approaching. SEREBRAKOFF, HELENA, SONIA, andTELEGIN come in from the depths of the garden, returning fromtheir walk.

SEREBRAKOFF. Superb! Superb! What beautiful views!

TELEGIN. They are wonderful, your Excellency.

SONIA. To-morrow we shall go into the woods, shall we, papa?

VOITSKI. Ladies and gentlemen, tea is ready.

SEREBRAKOFF. Won't you please be good enough to send my tea intothe library? I still have some work to finish.

SONIA. I am sure you will love the woods.

HELENA, SEREBRAKOFF, and SONIA go into the house. TELEGIN sitsdown at the table beside MARINA.

VOITSKI. There goes our learned scholar on a hot, sultry day likethis, in his overcoat and goloshes and carrying an umbrella!

ASTROFF. He is trying to take good care of his health.

VOITSKI. How lovely she is! How lovely! I have never in my lifeseen a more beautifu

at he is hardly even a caricaturist; that he is something very like a realist. Those comic monstrosities which the critics found incredible will be found to be the immense majority of the citizens of this country. We shall find that Sweedlepipe cuts our hair and Pumblechook sells our cereals; that Sam Weller blacks our boots and Tony Weller drives our omnibus. For the exaggerated notion of the exaggerations of Dickens (as was admirably pointed out by my old friend and enemy Mr. Blatchford in a Clarion review) is very largely due to our mixing with only one social class, whose conventions are very strict, and to whose affectations we are accustomed. In cabmen, in cobblers, in charwomen, individuality is often pushed to the edge of insanity. But as long as the Thackerayan platform of gentility stood firm all this was, comparatively speaking, concealed. For the English, of all nations, have the most uniform upper class and the most varied democracy. In France it is the peasants who are solid to uniformi

llen reiteration. Far away and more faintly sounded a whisper of different timbre: thrum, throom, thrum! Back and forth went the vibrations as the throbbing drums spoke to each other. What tales did they carry? What monstrous secrets whispered across the sullen, shadowy reaches of the unmapped jungle?

"This, you are sure, is the bay where the Spanish ship put in?"

"Yes, Senhor; the Negro swears this is the bay where the white man left the ship alone and went into the jungle."

Kane nodded grimly.

"Then put me ashore here, alone. Wait seven days; then if I have not returned and if you have no word of me, set sail wherever you will."

"Yes, Senhor."

The waves slapped lazily against the sides of the boat that carried Kane ashore. The village that he sought was on the river bank but set back from the bay shore, the jungle hiding it from sight of the ship.

Kane had adopted what seemed the most hazardous course, that of going ashore by night, for the

ed. We were at war.

There was no craft near us, and our surface speed is nearly twice that of our submerged, so I blew out the tanks and our whale-back came over the surface. All night we were steering south-west, making an average of eighteen knots. At about five in the morning, as I stood alone upon my tiny bridge, I saw, low down in the west, the scattered lights of the Norfolk coast. "Ah, Johnny, Johnny Bull," I said, as I looked at them, "you are going to have your lesson, and I am to be your master. It is I who have been chosen to teach you that one cannot live under artificial conditions and yet act as if they were natural ones. More foresight, Johnny, and less party politics--that is my lesson to you." And then I had a wave of pity, too, when I thought of those vast droves of helpless people, Yorkshire miners, Lancashire spinners, Birmingham metal-workers, the dockers and workers of London, over whose little homes I would bring the shadow of starvation. I seemed to see all those wasted eager ha

gish insect food that I felt the moment degrading.

Kitty was, I felt, being a little too clever over it.

"How is he wounded?" she asked.

The caller traced a pattern on the carpet with her blunt toe.

"I don't know how to put it; he's not exactly wounded. A shell burst--"

"Concussion?" suggested Kitty.

She answered with an odd glibness and humility, as though tendering us a term she had long brooded over without arriving at comprehension, and hoping that our superior intelligences would make something of it:

"Shell-shock." Our faces did not illumine, so she dragged on lamely, "Anyway, he's not well." Again she played with her purse. Her face was visibly damp.

"Not well? Is he dangerously ill?"

"Oh, no." She was too kind to harrow us. "Not dangerously ill."

Kitty brutally permitted a silence to fall. Our caller could not bear it, and broke it in a voice that nervousness had turned to a funny, diffident croak.

"He's in the Queen Mary Hos

am, Gentlemen,Yours obediently,Richard F. Burton.

Bodleian Library, August 5th, 1888

Contents of the Fifteenth Volume.

1. The History of the King's Son of Sind and the Lady Fatimah2. History of the Lovers of Syria3. History of Al-Hajjaj Bin Yusuf and the Young Sayyid4. Night Adventure of Harun Al-Rashid and the Youth Manjaba. Story of the Darwaysh and the Barber's Boy and theGreedy Sultanb. Tale of the Simpleton HusbandNote Concerning the "Tirrea Bede," Night 6555. The Loves of Al-Hayfa and Yusuf6. The Three Princes of China7. The Righteous Wazir Wrongfully Gaoled8. The Cairene Youth, the Barber and the Captain9. The Goodwife of Cairo and Her Four Gallantsa. The Tailor and the Lady and the Captainb. The Syrian and the Three Women of Cairoc. The Lady With Two Coyntesd. The Whorish Wife Who Vaunted Her Virtue10

rted by some magic sleight into another world, in which he was to become at home. With eagerness he now fell upon every thing that he could get hold of respecting China, the Chinese, and Pekin; and having somewhere found the Chinese sounds described, he laboured to pronounce them according to the description, with a fine chanting voice; nay, he even endeavoured, by means of the paper-scissors, to give his handsome calimanco bed-gowns the Chinese cut as much as possible, that he might have the pleasure of walking the streets of Pekin in the fashion. Nothing else could excite his attention--to the great annoyance of his tutor, who just then wished to instil into him the history of the Hanseatic League, according to the express wish of Mr. Tyss; but the old gentleman found to his sorrow, that Peregrine was not to be brought out of Pekin, wherefore he brought Pekin out of the boy's chamber.

The elder Mr. Tyss had always considered it a bad omen that Peregrine, as a little child, should prefer counters to d