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Updated: June 10, 2025
And it was Mohammed who continually advised the imposition of new taxes, and who was constantly engaged with Bardissi in devising new means of raising money; and the imposition of each new burden was the signal for a new cry of rage from the oppressed people. The soldiers, too, began to murmur again, and to loudly demand their long-withheld pay.
The question is a perplexing, a tormenting one, and with dismay Bardissi submits it to his faithful friend and untiring adviser, the sarechsme, Mohammed Ali.
I came alone to prove that I trust you, and, with your permission, will remain here with you a few days." "That was nobly thought and nobly done, Mohammed; you honor us more by coming alone than if you had come with all your forces," cried Bardissi, as he embraced Mohammed. "Now you are mine, Mohammed, and I love you with all my heart.
There he stands on the other bank, dripping with water, his wet blouse clinging to his person. He hastened to the camp to Bardissi, to bring the glad intelligence that there is a place where they can cross on foot to the other shore in spite of the cannon on the bridge, and of the garrison of Damietta. "Well done, brave kachef!" cried Bardissi.
The great Bardissi will be welcome, and L'Elfi may also come. They may speak to you of their love and adoration, but me you command to depart!" "No, Youssouf," cried she, "to them I shall say, depart also! I swear by Allah and by my " She stopped, she had almost pronounced the word that trembled on her lips.
"I will accompany you to the tent," said Bardissi," and give orders to have the dromedary saddled for you while you are strengthening yourself for the ride." They walked to the tent side by side, and Bardissi called the sheik, and gave him his instructions. Mohammed entered the tent. No one was there.
The vestibule of the palace is already crowded with soldiers, and new masses are continually pouring into the court-yard. In reply to Bardissi's question, they all cry loudly: "We have come for our pay! We want money! We are hungry! We want our pay, our money!" "Go back to your quarters, and remain there, quietly!" cries Bardissi. "In two days you shall have your pay. Go!"
She took it, held it to her face, and inhaled its fragrance. She then gracefully fell back on her cushion. "Arise, Bardissi!" said she. "I have accepted the gifts of both of you; and, now that you are both the same in sentiment, but one thing is wanting." "And what is this one thing still wanting?" "Grasp each other's hands," said she, smiling.
"Osman Bey Bardissi," replied the wounded man, and now, exhausted as he was from loss of blood, a proud smile flittered over his handsome countenance. "Not knowing me, you must be a stranger in Egypt," added he. "Yes, I am a stranger in Egypt, and this accounts for my not knowing you. Yet, it seems to me that we once met; were you not once on the shores of the bay of Sta. Marmora?"
He has recovered from the wounds received at Aboukir. Does it not become him to pay his respects to me? He has this privilege in common with yourself." "True, my queen; pray forgive me for daring to find fault with your pleasure. I greet you, Osman Bey Bardissi. I am glad to see you here!
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