The Voyages of Sindbad (2)

The Voyages of Sindbad (2)

  He wondered who lived in this magnificent house which he had never seen before, the street in which it stood being one which he soldom had occasion to pass.

  To satisfy his curiousity he went up to some splendidly dressed servants who stood at the door, and asked one of them the name of the master of the mansion.

  " What, " replied he, " do you live in Bagdad and not know that here lives the noble Sindbad the Sailor, that famous traveller who sailed over every sea upon which the sun shines ? "

  The porter, who had often heard people speak of the immense wealth of Shindbad, could not help feeling envious of one whose lot seemed to be as happy as his own was miserable.

  Casting his eyes up to the sky he exclaimed aloud : " Consider, O Might Creator of all things, the difference between Sindbad's life and mine. every day I suffer a thousand hardships and misfortunes, and have hard work to get even enough bad barley bread to keep myself and my family alive, while the lucky shindbad spends money right and left and lives upon the fat of the land ! What has he done that you should give him this pleasant life ー and what have I done to deserve so hard a fate ? "

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