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Presently, on turning the corner of a street, he nearly ran into an

Arab coming in the opposite direction. As soon as the children saw the

Arab they turned and fled.



"Ali Rabba is coming," they cried to one another in warning, and as

fast as their legs would carry them they made off to their homes.



The Arab shook his fist threateningly after the children. Then he

turned to the man whom they had followed.



"It is a shame," he said, hotly, "that the impudent ragamuffins of

the town should be allowed to cast words of disrespect in the public

streets at my sainted master, Rabba bar Chana, the man of profound

learning and the famous traveller--"




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"Be gentle, good Ali," interrupted Rabba. "Remember they are little

more than babes and have not full understanding. And how can they be

respectful when their parents, who should have wisdom and faith,

accept not our stories of the many adventures we have had? Yesterday,

I told them of the day when our ship had been surrounded by five

thousand whales, each a mile long, and they jeered and cried

'Impossible!'"



"Impossible!" echoed Ali, in a rage. "Was I not there with thee, my

master? Did I not count every single whale myself? Who dares to doubt

my word? Have I not, for years, been thy faithful guide on thy

marvelous journeys? Bah! What know these town fools, whose lives are

no wider than the narrow streets in which they dwell, of the wonders

of the vast world beyond the seas? Fools, ignorant fools, every one of

them, my good master. Why stay you here with them and brook their

insults and their sneers? Let us journey forth again this very day. A

good ship waits in the harbor."



Ali's voice grew louder as his rage became stronger and a crowd was

collecting. Rabba hurried him away and together they made for the

harbor. There they were soon engaged in earnest conversation with the

captain of a vessel that had come from a distant land.



"I shall be glad to have two such famous travelers on my ship," said

the captain. "I have heard of your adventures, and in my country 'tis

said that only those meet with wonders who dare to seek them and

believe in them. I, too, would see the wonders of the world, and

gladly will I give you passage on my ship."



Next day Rabba and Ali stood on the deck of the vessel as the sail was

hoisted, and it moved slowly from the harbor to the accompaniment of

cheering and some laughter from a crowd on shore.



"Silly Rabba and Ali Rabba, don't forget to bring back the moon," they

cried. "Find out where it goes when it is not here."



Soon the land was out of sight, and scudding before favorable breezes

the ship made good progress. In ten days it had reached a sea in which

no vessel had ever sailed before. Ali said he could tell this because

the fishes behaved queerly. They poked their heads out of the water

to gaze at the ship and then darted swiftly out of sight again. It was

quite plain that they had never before seen a ship, and they evidently

mistook it for some strange sea monster. Every day the fishes grew

larger, but no land was sighted until another five days had passed.

Then a desert island appeared straight ahead, and the captain steered

toward it. A few blades of grass grew here and there, and Rabba

determined to land and explore the island.



Accompanied by his faithful Ali, he entered a small boat and was rowed

to the shore. They found a few vegetables growing that they had never

seen before, and so, collecting twigs from the short, stumpy bushes,

they made a fire to cook them. While the vegetables were cooking they

looked around.



"It seems a vast land," said Rabba, "and yet over there, about three

or four miles away, I think I see water."



"I think so, too," said Ali. "This must be the width of the land, but

in the other directions I can see no end. But hark! What sound is

that?"



"'Tis like the rumbling of an earthquake," said Rabba, "and I am sure

I felt the ground move. Indeed, it seems to me as if it is heaving up

and down, like a living thing."



A shout from the boat caused them to look in that direction, and they

saw their comrades pointing wildly and calling upon them to come back.

Looking in the direction indicated, they saw the land rise up like a

huge mountain and a tremendous stream of water gush forth.



"This is not land; this is a whale," cried Rabba, in alarm. "Our fire

has wakened it from slumber. Let us hasten to the ship before the

monster plunges and drowns us."



They hurried back to the boat and boarded the ship just as the whale

began to move. It sank below the waves to quench the fire on its back,

but it rose again, and then the vessel found itself in a new danger.

It was lying between the body of the monster and one of its fins.



"Let me take command," said Ali. "I know best how to act in times of

danger like this. We must avoid being struck by the fin, or we shall

be destroyed. We must find which way the monster is moving and go in

the opposite direction; otherwise we shall be wrecked when we come to

the place where the fin joins the body."



There was no sleep for the crew that night. Everyone watched

carefully, for the least false move may have meant instant disaster.

Luckily the whale began to move on the surface of the sea against the

wind, so that the ship, traveling in the opposite direction, had the

wind behind it. Swiftly flew the ship before the breeze, but the fin

seemed to have no end, although the whale was traveling fast, too.

Three days and three nights the ship continued before it came to the

end of the fin. Then everyone on board breathed more freely.



"That was a lucky escape," said the captain to Rabba.



"Speak not too soon," replied the latter. "I have fears yet. We must

hasten to get completely away from this monster, but the wind does not

favor any alteration of our course."



Even as he spoke there was a great commotion in the water, and the

whale began to move backward at so fearful a speed that they could

scarcely see it. The water was violently agitated and the ship was

tossed about as if it were a mere cork. A whole day this lasted. Then

the motion grew slower as the head of the whale came past the ship.



"See," cried Ali, excitedly. "A small fish has stuck in the nostril of

the monster. That is the cause of this commotion. The monster will

surely be killed."



The agitation of the water now died down, and it was seen that the

whale was beginning to turn over.



"The monster is dead," said Rabba. "It will float on the waves like a

vast desert land and will be a danger to ships."



For several days the vessel was compelled to follow the dead whale.

Whenever an attempt was made to move away, the current or the wind

changed and the carcass of the monster followed the ship. The captain

did not like this at all, for it was dangerous in the extreme. He was

afraid that the dead whale would strike the vessel and wreck it.



At last land was sighted. Not even Rabba and Ali could recognize the

country. They said they had never seen it before. Beautiful cities

dotted the shore, but to everybody's alarm, the body of the whale

began to float toward the land.



To make matters worse, a storm arose, and the monster rose and fell

with each motion of the angry waves.



"The cities will be destroyed if the whale strikes them," cried Rabba,

"and it is impossible for us to warn the people."



Nearer and nearer the whale was driven, while the captain of the ship

did his utmost to keep away so as not to be struck by the backwash.



At length, with a tremendous crash, the monster was flung by the

waves, which had increased to a great height, against the shore. Above

the shrieking of the wind could be heard the noise of falling

buildings and the wild cries of the people. A huge wave caught the

ship and carried it a mile out to sea and then whirled it back again

at a speed that made the crew hold their breath in awe.



It seemed certain that the vessel would be dashed to pieces on the

land, and the crew, with cries of warning and alarm, made haste to

lash themselves to the masts. The mighty wave swept over the land,

over the ruins of the towns, carrying the ship with it, and finally

deposited it among the trees of a dense forest a mile from the shore.



"At least we are safe for the present," said Rabba, when he had

recovered from the shock and the surprise. "We are more fortunate than

the poor people who have been overwhelmed by this strange disaster."



"I should like to know how I am going to get my ship back to the sea,"

said the captain. "I never heard of such a predicament before."



Rabba merely shrugged his shoulders, and with Ali he walked to the

shore. An extraordinary sight met their gaze. Thousands of people

were rushing madly to the forests. Everywhere was ruin and

desolation. All the towns along the coast, sixty in number they

learned afterward, had been destroyed by the stranding of the monster

and the tidal wave that followed, and what had not been leveled and

swept out to sea had been carried inland to the forests and beyond.

All along the coast, as far as the eye could see, lay the body of the

whale like a mountain range, and hundreds of people ran up and down,

weeping bitterly and wringing their hands.



Rabba gathered as many of them as he could together and addressed

them.



"Good people," he said, "ye are the victims of a terrible calamity

that has robbed you at one cruel blow of your homes, and many of you

of your families. But ye that have survived have duties to yourselves

and to the future. In this hour of grief, despair not. There lies the

fearful monster that has been your destruction. It shall also be your

salvation. Its body can supply you all with food. What you cannot eat,

you can salt and store for the future. Thousands of casks of oil can

be obtained from its blubber, and with this ye can trade. Then, too,

its bones are valuable."



The people thanked Rabba for his good advice, and immediately they

set about doing what he bade them. They told him this was a bewitched

land, the country of Kishef, abounding with terrible monsters both on

land and in the sea, and ruled over by a malignant jinn, named Hormuz,

who gave them no peace. They asked Rabba to try and kill this sprite

who said that only a stranger to the land could do him harm, and so

Rabba and his faithful Ali, mounted on horses, set forth on their

adventures.



"I think I know this country," said Ali. "I believe I landed once on

the other shore. We cannot be far from the wilderness in which the

Israelites wandered."



For several days they journeyed through forests and across plains and

nothing happened. At last they came to a broad, high wall which barred

their progress. They could find no opening through which to pass, and

while they were wondering what to do, a strange figure suddenly

appeared on the wall. One of his legs was longer than the other, and

his arms were also of different length. His ears and eyes were also

unequal, and he hopped and bounded along the wall at amazing speed.



"My name is Hormuz," he cried. "Who are ye?"



"Strangers," called Rabba, and as soon as he heard the word, the

sprite darted swiftly off along the top of the wall. But although the

horses ran at topmost speed, they could not overtake him, and he

quickly disappeared. Where he was lost to sight, however, there was a

hole in the wall, and through this Rabba and Ali just managed to take

their horses. A vast wilderness lay before them.



Ali picked up two clods of earth and smelt them.



"As I thought," he said, "this is the wilderness of the Israelites.

Come, I will show thee strange sights."



Before nightfall, they came to a place where the bodies of a large

number of men lay strewn on the ground.



"These men must have been giants," said Rabba, as Ali, with his spear

uplifted, rode under the raised knee of one of the bodies. "These must

be the bodies of the Ephraimites who left Egypt before the rest of the

children of Israel and were slain."



He cut off a portion of a garment that still covered one of the

bodies, but when he tried to move he could not. He seemed to be rooted

to the spot. Nor could his horse move.



"Oh, oh," cried Ali, "my horse has lost its power to move. Thou must

have taken something from the dead. Return it, good master, or we

shall be held fast here until we perish."



Rabba returned the piece of garment, and they were able to move again.

They hurried from the place and came to a chasm in the ground from

which smoke was rising.



"This is the pit in which Korah and his children were swallowed," said

Ali.



"That must have been a wonderful sight," said Rabba. "I have heard

that the pit became like a funnel and that the air all about eddied

and sucked in everything that belonged to Korah. Even the things that

people had borrowed from him, such as dishes, rolled along the ground

from a distance and into the pit. Come, let us hasten away."



They continued their journey for many days, but could not see the

demon again. One day the desert ended and they came to the sea. They

encamped for the night, and when morning broke Rabba was surprised to

find that the basket, in which they kept their provisions, had

disappeared.



"I think I can explain," said Ali. "No thieves have been here, but

this is the end of the world, the edge of the earth. Here, once in

every twenty-four hours, the sky and the earth in their revolution,

scrape together. The sky must have caught up your basket and carried

it away. It will be returned at the same hour tomorrow morning."



Rabba awoke next morning before the sunrise and saw his basket

floating down to earth on a cloud. Both he and Ali were overjoyed when

they recovered it, for they were very hungry. While they were eating,

the sky grew dark, and looking up they saw what appeared to be a great

cloud above their heads. Out of the sea a mighty tree seemed suddenly

to have grown. They moved cautiously forward to investigate.



"Take heed," cried a voice of thunder. "I am a bird standing in the

water. It is so deep, with such swift currents, that seven years ago

an axe fell in and has not yet reached the bottom."



Rabba and Ali crouched on the ground in great fear, until at last

Rabba called: "Mighty bird, we seek your help. We are anxious to find

the wicked jinn, Hormuz, and slay him so that people shall be free."



"Follow me," answered the bird, and like a spreading cloud it flew

along the coast. Rabba and Ali followed on their horses.



"Look," cried Ali, suddenly, pointing out to sea.



A huge snake and dragon were fighting, and at last the sea-serpent,

which was almost as big as the whale that had destroyed the towns,

swallowed the dragon. No sooner had it done so, however, than the

giant bird swooped down and gobbled up the snake.



"That was a good fat worm for breakfast," called the bird. "Now I

shall rest."



It flew toward a gigantic tree which now appeared. So tall was it that

its upper branches were lost in the clouds. The bird perched on a

branch of the tree.



"Proceed along the coast until you come to two bridges," said the

bird. "There you will find Hormuz. Give him two cups of wine to drink,

then you can slay him. But be sure you take the diamond from his cap.

I, the ziz, give you this warning."



Rabba thanked the bird for its information, and with Ali continued on

his journey. After three days they came to a river crossed by two

bridges, and with one foot on each stood Hormuz.



As soon as he saw them he began to run, but Rabba called after him,

"We bring thee an offering of good wine," and he promptly returned.

Rabba filled the two cups which he had from a leathern bottle, and

Hormuz took a cup in each hand, smacking his lips as he did so.



"See," he said, and he tossed the wine into the air, and the wine from

the right hand cup fell into the left hand cup and that from the left

hand cup into the right and not a drop was spilt. Then he swallowed

them both at one gulp.



Almost immediately he fell down in a stupor, and Rabba stabbed him

again and again with his spear. Yet, when he seemed quite dead, he

jumped up again.



"The diamond," cried Rabba, excitedly, and Ali snatched it from the

cap of Hormuz. Then the demon fell dead.



"We can return now," said Rabba, and they set out at once, taking the

body with them. They halted only to take food, and the first time they

did so a funny thing happened. Ali had killed an animal and Rabba had

caught some fish, and, while these were cooking, Rabba took the jinn's

diamond from his pocket and examined it. At once the fish and the

animal came to life again, jumped out of the cooking pot and made off.



"This is a magic diamond," said Rabba, "that has the power to bring

dead things to life. We keep it covered when we wish to eat."



They did so, and after long journeying they came in sight of the great

wall and at last reached the place from which they had started. They

had been away twelve months in all, and the people were heartily glad

to see them, especially when they heard that Hormuz had been killed

and saw his body. They had worked hard on the carcass of the huge

whale and were rebuilding the sixty towns and villages that had been

destroyed, with the bones of the monster, using the skin as coverings

for their tents.



With the help of the magic diamond, Rabba called the ziz, and it took

the ship which had been carried into the forest in its beak and flew

with it to the sea. Gathering their old comrades, Rabba and Ali set

sail for home.



All the inhabitants stood on shore and cheered as long as the ship was

in sight. They were sorry that Rabba was gone, but they felt certain

now that Hormuz was dead, that nevermore would they be troubled by

monsters which brought them such terrible disasters.