by another: he would not have been lost in a
desert, or cheated by a Jew: he would not have
set a ship on fire; nor would he have caught the plague,
and spread it through Grand Cairo: he would not
have run my sultana’s looking-glass through
the body, instead of a robber: he would not have
believed that the fate of his life depended on certain
verses on a china vase: nor would he, at last,
have broken this precious talisman, by washing it
with hot water. Henceforward, let Murad the Unlucky
be named Murad the Imprudent: let Saladin preserve
the surname he merits, and be henceforth called Saladin
the Prudent.”
So spake the sultan, who, unlike the generality of
monarchs, could bear to find himself in the wrong;
and could discover his vizier to be in the right,
without cutting off his head. History farther
informs us that the sultan offered to make Saladin
a pacha, and to commit to him the government of a
province; but Saladin the Prudent declined this honour,
saying he had no ambition, was perfectly happy in his
present situation, and that, when this was the case,
it would be folly to change, because no one can be
more than happy. What farther adventures befel
Murad the Imprudent are not recorded; it is known
only that he became a daily visitor to the Teriaky;
and that he died a martyr to the immoderate use of
opium. [Footnote: Those among the Turks who give
themselves up to an immoderate use of opium are easily
to be distinguished by a sort of rickety complaint,
which this poison produces in course of time.
Destined to live agreeably only when in a sort of drunkenness,
these men present a curious spectacle, when they are
assembled in a part of Constantinople called Teriaky
or Tcharkissy, the market of opium-eaters. It
is there that, towards the evening, you may see the
lovers of opium arrive by the different streets which
terminate at the Solymania (the greatest mosque in
Constantinople): their pale and melancholy countenances
would inspire only compassion, did not their stretched
necks, their heads twisted to the right or left, their
back-bones crooked, one shoulder up to their ears,
and a number of other whimsical attitudes, which are
the consequences of the disorder, present the most
ludicrous and the most laughable picture.—Vide
De Tott’s Memoirs.]
THE MANUFACTURERS
CHAPTER I.
By patient persevering attention to business, Mr.
John Darford succeeded in establishing a considerable
cotton manufactory, by means of which he secured to
himself in his old age what is called, or what he called,
a competent fortune. His ideas of a competent
fortune were, indeed, rather unfashionable; for they
included, as he confessed, only the comforts and conveniences,
without any of the vanities of life. He went farther
still in his unfashionable singularities of opinion,
for he was often heard to declare that he thought
a busy manufacturer might be as happy as any idle
gentleman.
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