Our Little Persian Cousin

and vicious, and ready to break away, if possible, in order to get into a fierce fight with each other. After Karim learned

sr'ullah, "but I have no good saddle

a new saddle?" as

am willing," s

h round openings above for light and air. It was crowded with people. There were women wrapped in shapeless masses of blue cloth, with faces carefully covered; long robed "sayids" with green turbans on to show that they were descendants of t

e them at once. Here were shops where a dozen men were making a great noise hammering out brass vases, bowls and tea urns. Just beyond were the shops of the sadd

to you," s

ith God's blessing have you come. I can see by your looks that you are a good rider

a good one, suited to an attendant of Ardashir Khan, the son of the governor.

poor gift, but take it, for you are a servant of our good governor, whom I hope G

not rob you so. I shall buy it, and p

eeper, "take it. It is yo

im. "I will buy it.

e said, "you must name your own price. I can sell nothing to the servant of our gov

ce," said Karim, feeling rather

a saddle fit for the hero Rustem! What pack horse's sa

med to ride on it. See how the leather is worn, here, and here, and here. One toman is t

e faces of us who are poor. The leather alone of this saddle cost more tha

t is long, and I must treat you with respect. For

"Ask any one of these merchants here, and he will tell you that if I sell the saddle for six tomans I s

rim offered

eper came d

the saddle for three tomans. He carried it home on his shoul

room laug

did you tell him you were a servant of the governor? They se