the Princes Bahman and Perviz and the Princess Perie-zadeh
to their enraptured mother.

"These, much injured wife," said he, "are the two princes your sons,
and this the princess your daughter; embrace them with the same
tenderness I have done, since they are worthy both of me and you."

The tears flowed plentifully down the cheeks of all, but especially of
the queen, from her exceeding joy at having two such princes for her
sons, and such a princess for her daughter, on whose account she had
so long endured the severest afflictions.

The two princes and the princess had prepared a magnificent repast for
the emperor and queen and their court. As soon as that was over, the
emperor led the queen into the garden, and showed her the
harmonious-tree and the beautiful yellow-fountain. She had already
seen and heard the speaking-bird in his cage, and the emperor had
spared no panegyric in his praise during the repast.

When there was nothing to detain the emperor any longer, he took
horse, and with the Princes Bahman and Perviz on his right hand, and
the queen and the princess at his left, preceded and followed by all
the officers of his court according to their rank, returned to his
capital. Crowds of people came out to meet them, and with acclamations
of joy ushered them into the city, where all eyes were fixed not only
upon the queen, the two princes, and the princess, but also upon the
bird which the princess carried before her in his cage, admiring his
sweet notes which had drawn all the other birds about him, which
followed him, flying from tree to tree in the country, and from one
housetop to another in the city.

The Princes Bahman and Perviz and the Princess Perie-zadeh were at
length brought to the palace with this pomp, and nothing was to be
seen or heard all that night but illuminations and rejoicings both in
the palace and in the utmost parts of the city, which lasted for many
days, and extended throughout the empire of Persia.

THE STORY OF ALADDIN; OR, THE WONDERFUL LAMP

In one of the large and rich cities of China there once lived a tailor
named Mustapha. He was very poor. He could hardly, by his daily labor,
maintain himself and his family, which consisted only of his wife and
a son.

His son, who was called Aladdin,[41] was a very careless and idle
fellow. He was disobedient to his father and mother, and would go out
early in the morning and stay out all day, playing in the streets and
pub