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My first inquiry was for him. Rashîd replied: 'He is unpopular. I went to the chief people of the village' he waved his hand towards the persons who escorted him 'and they have set apart a house and stable for your Honour's use. The house turned out to be a single room, cube-shaped, and furnished only with some matting.
He must have run the whole way there and back, for, after little more than half an hour, he stood before me, breathless and with streaming brow, his bare legs dusty to the knee. Rashîd had then gone out to do some marketing. The runner handed me a note. It said: 'Why mention such a trifling detail? We shall, of course, be charmed with anything you set before us.
I then rode over to the house again, and with Rashîd planned out the changes we desired to make, the Sheykh Huseyn following us about gloomily, and his cheerful son bestowing on us his advice in broken French. They knew their tenancy was at an end.
Returning to the house with me, Rashîd arranged my bed; put candle, matches, cigarettes within my reach; fastened the shutters of two windows; and retired, informing me that he and Suleymân were sleeping at the dwelling of the headman of the place. I had got into my bed upon the floor when there came a knocking on the solid wooden shutters which Rashîd had closed.
He gave his orders boldly to my servant, and his demeanour plainly asked what business I had there, though he would never listen to my explanation. I took the whole adventure philosophically, but rage and indignation took possession of Rashîd. And his indignation was increased by the popularity of our insulter with the girls and teachers of the mission-school hard by.
Having arrived at this decision I sat down among those trees and gazed in rapture at the view across the valley. It was indeed a grand position for a house. Rashîd exclaimed: 'Our dwelling will be seen afar. The traveller on distant roads will see its windows flashing, and will certainly inquire the owner's name.
I think that you were right to spare that Nûri. Rashîd, who, with the rest of the assembly, had listened to the old man's speech with reverence, exclaimed: 'It is not just this Nûri or that bag of lentils, O my lord! My master is thus careless always. He never locks the door when he goes out during my absence, though all that we possess is in that room.
Only a small portion of this translation was ever finished, but he had it in mind all the rest of his life, and talked about it during his last visit to England. Death of Rashid Pasha, 24th June 1876. In June came the news of the murder of Rashid Pasha; and a thousand memories, sweet and bitter, thrilled the Burtons. Mrs.
The old man's eyes were wet, so were Rashîd's, so were the eyes of all the soldiers squatting round. Rashîd, dismissed, went off to change his uniform for an old suit of mine which I had brought for him, while Hasan Agha, talking of him as a father might, explained to me his character and little failings. At last I took my leave.
The caliph smiled at the menace, and drawing his cimeter, samsamah, a weapon of historic or fabulous renown, he cut asunder the feeble arms of the Greeks, without turning the edge, or endangering the temper, of his blade. He then dictated an epistle of tremendous brevity: "In the name of the most merciful God, Harun al Rashid, commander of the faithful, to Nicephorus, the Roman dog.
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