Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1872-10-31

tHe OIlosAeS wiz
diyan were gently raised, and man
stood in respectful attitude before
Mustapha.
What wouldst thou!' asked the Sui
tan.
The Bostangi-Bassa-for it was he
replied briefly, according to the GUS
tom of the seraglio: "A juggler stands
without; he might pcrchance amuse
your highness.'
The Sultan made an impatient sign
in the negative.
This man. continued the Bassa,
knows strange things. He can read
the future
Let him come in
The Bostangi bowed profoundly. and
retired.
Black slaves, armed with Drawn
scimitars, surrounded the imperial So
IA when the juggler was introduced.
After slight salutaton, the young
man leaned gracefully on his ya,aghan,
awaiting the orders Of the Sultan.
Thy name 7 demanded Mustapha.
'Mehalle.
Thy country
.Jugglers have no country.
Thy agc:'
| was five years old when YOU first
girled on the sword Of Ottoman,
Whence concst thou.'
From the Morca, sgnoir,' replied
the juggler, pronouncing the words
with emphasis.
The Sultan remained silent for a mo-
mcnt, but soon added, gailv: Since
you can read the future. will put Your
knowledge to the proof. When pc o.
pie know the future they ought to know
the past.
You say right, signoir; he who secs
the evening star rise on the horizon
has but to turn his head 10 view the
last rays of the setting sun
Well tell me how made my ablu-
tons Yesterday
The first with canary wine, the sec
ond with wine OF Cyprus ard the third
with that OF Chios'
/ The chief of believers smiled ami
sirokcl HIS beard he was indeed in
the habit Of dcrogating in this respect,
A. in many others, from the prescrip
tion OF the Koran.
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cisn, whom the Zingaro's answer had
put into pleasant humor-'knowest
thou that | could have thee behead-
/ ed.'
Doubtless said the juggler un-
dauntedly-'as you did the Spanish
merchant who watered mis- wine before
he sold it TO vou.'
Mustapha applauded the knowledge
/ Of the magician. He hesitated, never.
! theless, before he ventured 10 put the
dreaded question that tyrants, who are
ever superstitions, never fail to de
mand of those who can read the stars :
How long have | to live:'
The grand signior assumed a prrsua-
I sive tone, and even condescended TO
halter the organ Of destiny, Ia hopes
I of obtaining a favorable answer.
Thou art wonderful YOUTH said
/ he; thou knowest things Of which.
besides thysclt. the mutes only possess
/ the secret. | have questioned many
/ fakirs. marabouts and dervishcs, some
/ of whom had three times seen the
( tomb of the Prophet, but not one OF
/ them all ever answered me as thou
| hast. should wish TO keep thee
in my palace; will make thee richer
than all the merchants Of Gaiata il
thou wilt tell me the year when l must
/ die
Mehalle approached the Sultan, and
taking his hand, appeared TO study the
lines of its palm with great attention.
Having finished his examination, he
went 10 the window and fixed his cyes
for some time upon the heavens. The
fires of Bciram are lighting up the
cupola Of the grand mosque said he
slowly night is at ham
Mustapha anXiously awaited the an
swer Of the astrologer. Tie latter
continued ia mysterious manner ::
The declining day still eclipscs the
light of the consultations. will
answer YOU. signior. when the evening
star appears.
The Sultan made a movement of im-
patience anger was depicted in his
countenance. and the look which he
darted at the mutes showed Mehalle
that he had incurred his highness's dis
pleasure. Curiosity, however, doubt
less prevailed over every other feeling
of the princes mind. for turning to the
young man, he said, Il am little ac-
customed to wait; l will do so. how
ever, if thou canst amuse me unit. the
propitiOus hour arrives
Would your highness like to see
some feats ofjuggling 2 asked Mehalle,
drawing his sabre from the scabbard.
NO, nor exclaimed the Sultan.
making the circle of slaves close in
about him. Leave thy armsv
Would yon prefer story, signior!'
Stories that lull an Arab to sleep