49-1  - The
    Fisherman and His Son:  
    The Fisherman's Son Marries the Sultaan's Daughter 
      Once
      there was a fisherman who was very poor. He had a wife and a family. He
      daily went to river with his net, caught fish for his daily bread. He
      would sell a portion of his catch, buy food from a part of it and give rest to his wife
      and children. One day he said to his growing up son - "Come with me,
      Allaah may give us livelihood with your footsteps." He said,
      "Very well, Father." When they reached at the river, the father
      said - "Today I throw my net upon your luck." He threw the net
      and waited for one hour or so, and then he drew it out. He found it heavy so he
      asked his son to lend a hand to pull it outside the water. They took it
      out and found a large fish of several colors. 
      
      The
      father said - "This fish befits only for Caliph. You stay here till I
      go and bring a cart to carry it to the Caliph." The boy sat down beside
      the fish, and when his father had gone away, he went to the fish and said to her,
      "I am sure you have children too." At this the fish said -
      "Do good to me and cast me back upon the waters." So he took up the fish and
      setting her near the river, loosened the net and said to her - "Go to
      your children. This is even better than to give you to Caliph."
      But after releasing the fish the fear of his father grew so strong upon
      the boy that he fled the village without delay. He did not stop till he
      reached the land of Iraq whose capital was under the King of dominion. 
      
      He
      entered the city and met a baker who asked him - "O Son, Will you
      serve?" "Yes Uncle, I will." The baker employed him at the
      wage of two silver Nusfs a day plus his food. He worked there for a while.
      One day he saw a lad carrying a cock for selling when he met a Jew who
      asked him - "Will you sell this fowl?" "Yes."
      "How much? Ten Faddaas?" "No, Sir." "For 20
      Faddaas?" "No, Sir." So the Jew bought it for one gold coin
      (Deenaar). He immediately slaughtered it and asked one his servants to
      give it to his wife and say to her - "Pluck it, but don't open it
      until I return." 
      
      Now
      the fisherman's son was seeing all this and heard this conversation too.
      As soon as the servant had left, he ran and bought two cocks for four
      Faddaas. He slaughtered them and took them to that Jews house. He knocked
      the door and said to the mistress - "The house master has said
      "Take these two fowls and send me the bird which was brought to you
      by the servant boy." She said "OK." So he gave her the two
      fowls and took back the previous fowl which her husband had slaughtered.
      He came back to the bakery. When he was in private, he opened the belly of
      the cock and found there a signet ring with a bezel gem which in the Sun
      showed one color and in the shade another color. He took it up, hid it in
      his clothes, and ate the bird. 
      
      The
      Jew, after finishing his business went home and asked his wife to bring
      the cock. She brought him two fowls. Seeing them he asked - "Which is
      the first one?" She said - "You yourself sent the boy with these
      two birds and ordered him to bring the first cock." The Jew showed
      his calmness outwardly, but at heart he was distressed, and he was so
      distressed that he wanted to die. He said to himself, "It has slipped
      off my grasp." 
      
      The
      fisherman's son waited till evening and then said "By Allaah, This
      bezel must have some mystery, so he went into privacy again and felled it
      while rubbing it. Immediately the Slave of the Ring appeared and spoke -
      "Here I stand between your hands. What can I do for you?" He thought it a big fortune
      and returned the ring to his pocket. Next day in the morning when the
      baker came, he said to him - "I had left my country long time ago, I
      wish to visit it now. I will return to you soon." The baker paid him his
      wages and he left the bakery only to come to Sultaan. 
      
      As he
      reached the palace he saw about a hundred heads hung near the gate. He got
      frightened seeing this. A Sherbet seller was standing nearby, he asked him
      - "Why these heads are hanging here?" The Sharbat seller said -
      "Don't ask my son, what has been done." He asked him again, then
      the seller said - "The Sultaan has a very beautiful daughter.
      Whosoever comes to marry her, her father keeps a condition for him."
      "What?" "There is great mound of ashes under the latticed
      windows of the Sultaan's palace. He has this condition that he will marry
      his daughter only to him who will remove that heap within 40 days
      otherwise his head will be cut off." The boy asked - "And the heap
      is high?" "Like a hill."  
      
      He
      came back from there and went to a Khaan and rented a room to stay there.
      He pondered there for some time as how he should proceed for this matter. Although he
      himself wanted to marry Sultaan's daughter but at the same time he was afraid too.
      So he brought out the ring and rubbed it. The Slave of the Ring spoke to
      him - "Here I stand between your hands. What can I do for you?"
      The boy said - "I want a suit of kingly clothes." A bundle of
      such clothes came before him. Without any delay, he took bath and wore
      those clothes. He looked like a Prince in those clothes. 
      
      He
      went to Sultaan's palace, greeted him "Salaam". The King
      welcomed him and asked the purpose of his coming. He said - "I wish
      to marry your daughter." The king asked - "Are you aware of the
      condition? I don't want any money, or precious stone, or any other thing,
      except that the heap of the ash has to be removed from beneath the windows
      of my palace." Then he called him near him, opened the window and
      showed him the hill of ash and said to him - "I will marry my
      daughter to you if you will remove this hill of ash and if you could not
      remove it, I will cut your head." The fisherman's son said - "I
      am satisfied with that. Grant me 40 days." "It is fine."
      The Sultaan wrote the document for this contract and gave it to the boy to
      hang it on the door of his house until the 40th day. The boy went away and
      the people present there cried for him. 
      
      The
      boy returned home and thought whether the Ring had the power to do this.
      He shut himself in his room, rubbed the Ring and its Genie spoke -
      "Here I stand between your hands. What can I do for you?"
      "I want to remove the ash heap which stands under the windows of the
      royal palace. Then lay out a garden there and build a palace in it for the
      daughter of the Sultaan. This all should be finished in 40 days." The
      Genie said - "As you say, Master." 
      
      After
      this the boy went there to see and found that 1/4th of its part was
      removed everyday. So on the 4th day there was nothing there. Then the
      Genie lay the garden and a palace in it. It was all done in 15 days. Then
      one day he went to the Sultaan, greeted him and  asked him to open
      his window and peep outside. He immediately went and opened his window and
      saw that that the ash hill was gone, instead there was a large garden and
      inside the garden there was a beautiful palace. He was very surprised to
      see it. He was so perplexed to see this that he sent for his councilor to
      advise him what should he do in this case. How could he save himself from
      this boy. 
      
      The
      councilor said - "What can I say?  You might have thought that
      you could cut his head like others. Now there is no other alternative
      except marrying the girl to him. So the Sultaan married his daughter to
      him and the boy took her to that palace and they started living there
      happily. 
      
        
      
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