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Updated: May 10, 2025
Where is the fair-minded person who will equitably consider what hath been perpetrated against Us without any clear token or proof? O Shaykh! Ponder the behavior of men.
So I bethought me of my case and said to myself, "Do his bidding and see what are these goods!"; and I said to him, "O my nuncle the Shaykh, I hear and I obey; I may not gainsay thee in aught for Allah's blessing is on all thou dost."
Gurayyim Sa'id, "Sa'id the Brave," was an African slave, belonging to an Arab Shaykh whose name is forgotten. One day it so happened that a razzia came to plunder his lord, when the black, whose strength and stature were equal to his courage and, let us add, his appetite, did more than his duty. Thus he obtained as a reward the promise of a bride, his master's daughter.
At sight of a man approaching through the dusk, he calmed himself. "Peace to thee, Hadji," said the visitor, halting. "Is it thou, Shaykh?" "It is I, my father's son. I have a report to make." "I was thinking of certain holy things of priceless worth, sayings of the Prophet. Tell me what thou hast?" The Shaykh saluted him, and returned, "The caravan will depart to-morrow at sunrise." "Be it so.
One day, the damsel took her mistress at unawares and going forth the palace, repaired to the old grocer, to whom she told the whole case, saying, "Queen Lab is minded to make an end of thy brother's son." The Shaykh thanked her and said, "There is no help but that I take the city from her and make thee Queen thereof in her stead."
Shaykh 'Afnan and his tribe are now models of courtesy to strangers; and the traveller must devoutly wish that every Shaykh in Arabia could be subjected to the same discipline. The Baliyy are a good study of an Arab tribe in the rough.
She said, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that Sindbad the Seaman thus resumed his tale: I found that the Shaykh had taken to pieces my raft which lay on the beach and the broker was crying the sandal-wood for sale.
And this, O my son, is all I can do for thee, nothing more. When Janshah heard this, his heart was solaced and he abode with Shaykh Nasr yet another year, counting the days as they passed until the day of the coming of the birds.
One of their adventures with a shaykh named Salameh reads like a tale out of The Arabian Nights. Having led them by devious paths into an uninhabited wild, Salameh announced that, unless they made it worth his wile to do otherwise, he intended to leave them there to perish, and it took twenty-five pounds to satisfy the rogue's cupidity.
And likewise He saith: "Our God will come, and He will not be silent." O Shaykh! Reflect upon these words addressed by Him Who is the Desire of the world to Amos.
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