The King of Persia had a favourite
hawk. One day his Majesty was hunting, and had
become separated from his attendants. Feeling
thirsty, he sought a stream of water trickling from
a rock; took a cup, and pouring some liquor into it
from his pocket-flask, filled it up with water, and
raised it to his lips. The hawk, who had been
all this time hovering about, swooped down, screaming
“No, you don’t!” and upset the cup
with his wing.
“I know what is the matter,”
said the King: “there is a dead serpent
in the fountain above, and this faithful bird has saved
my life by not permitting me to drink the juice.
I must reward him in the regular way.”
So he called a page, who had thoughtfully
presented himself, and gave directions to have the
Remorse Apartments of the palace put in order, and
for the court tailor to prepare an evening suit of
sackcloth-and-ashes. Then summoning the hawk,
he seized and dashed him to the ground, killing him
very dead. Rejoining his retinue, he dispatched
an officer to remove the body of the serpent from the
fountain, lest somebody else should get poisoned.
There wasn’t any serpent—the water
was remarkable for its wholesome purity!
Then the King, cheated of his remorse,
was sorry he had slain the bird; he said it was a
needless waste of power to kill a bird who merely
deserved killing. It never occurred to the King
that the hawk’s touching solicitude was with
reference to the contents of the royal flask.
Fabula ostendit that a “twice-told
tale” needs not necessarily be “tedious”;
a reasonable degree of interest may be obtained by
intelligently varying the details.