Short Stories Old and New

certainly think it unwise to enter the town till night was well advanced. By midnight Cassim's wife was still more alarmed, and wept till

rror at the dismal sight of his brother's body. He could not leave it there, and hastened within to find something to wrap around it. Laying the body on one of his asses, he covered it with wood. The other two asses he loaded with bags of gold, covering them also with wood as before. Th

slave, full of devices to conquer difficulties. When he came into the

e two panniers. We must bury him as if he had died a natural death. Go now

and, charging Morgiana to act well her p

ed it, she answered with a sigh: "My good master Cassim. He can neither eat nor speak." In the evening she went to the same druggist, and with tears in her

nd Cassim's, and in the evening nobody was surprised to hear the shrieks and c

ld cobbler, who was always early at work, and

t bring your sewing-tac

l blindfold you when we

uld have me do something agai

nother piece of gold in his hand; "onl

eyes with a handkerchief, which she never unloosed till they had entere

d sew the parts of this body together, and when you

romised, and, charging him with secrecy, took him back to the place where she had first bound his eyes. Taking o

as a slave of the dead man, walked in the procession, weeping, beating her breast, and tearing her hair. Cassim's wife stayed at home, uttering dol

a Mohammed

Three or four days after the funeral, Ali Baba removed his few goods openly to his sister-in-law's house, in which he was to live in the future; but the