Eloquence stream

There was it or was not - there lived once in Khoresm the well-known story-teller Sejfutdin, by a nickname Eloquent. The glory about it, like the river abounding in water, flew from one country in another, and many people came to Khoresm from apart to take pleasure in honey of its conversation and to get drunk from a source of its eloquence.

And here about this story-teller услыхал one rich Bukhara merchant. He in what has not got used to refuse to itself(himself) and has, of course, wanted to listen well-known Сейфутдина, but could not throw the trade and itself to go to far Khoresm. Then the merchant has decided to invite to itself this nice master of eloquence. He has put on a silver tray rich gifts and a purse with money, has gone to a caravan-shed and the caravan - баши, poisoning with camels to Khoresm has bowed old. The merchant has told:

- If you bring to me Сейфутдина Eloquent, these gifts and a purse become yours.

The purse was heavy, and to gifts there was no price, and the caravan - баши has agreed. The moon has not had time to be updated twice as it has brought to Bukhara well-known Сейфутдина. The merchant has welcomed the visitor with the greatest honour. It showered with its gifts, and in the evening when the visitor has had a rest from a long journey, the merchant has called native, friends and neighbours, has set the story-teller on precious текинский a carpet and has asked to please it all with colours of eloquence and wit diamonds.

In the house became so silently, that was audible, as on a terrace - айване - the mosquito which has got confused in a web peeps, and Сейфутдин Eloquent has begun the first story.

With what praises visitors of the story-teller showered, having heard to its first story! They spoke it words the flatteries similar to a sweet water-ice. And encouraged Сейфутдин has begun the second story.

The second story has caused such delight, that many of listeners got from pillows, and the owner became similar lost reason and sat with an uncombed beard and protruding eyes. And though the ancient custom forbade to be present at conversation of men to women and children, both children and women have run together from all house to listen to third story Сейфутдина.

To take pleasure in the fourth story birds from all garden were flied.

When the well-known story-teller has begun the fifth story, under windows купцова houses have run together all camels and donkeys from a market though all very long time ago know, what even the reasonable donkey prefers to verses of poets an armful of fresh hay. Here incomparable, extraordinary, unique, made and plunging into the trembling, granting pleasure and excellent art Eloquent Сейфутдина was what!

Night went, and words the gold river flew and flew from lips of the story-teller. Day has come, and tireless Сейфутдин all told, told and told, and it seemed, there will be no end to a stream of its eloquence.

When Сейфутдин the beginnings the hundred first story, the owner has politely suggested it to have a rest and be supported with tea, but, carried away by the art, Сейфутдин already saw nothing also nothing heard - he continued to tell. He told, told and told, but on the two hundred first story even the most patient and hardy have on the sly left the house of a merchant.

On the three hundred first story women and children have run up.

On four hundred first donkeys and camels got замертво. And Сейфутдин all told and told. The house has plunged into night darkness, anybody any more did not light fixtures, nobody made tea, there was nobody even притворить to a door because all servants have run up. One only the owner is not dared to break a hospitality debt; it sat before the tireless story-teller and burnt itself for ears not to fall asleep and that not to offend the visitor. He asked the Allah about fast death and did not know how to get rid of the ruthless tsar of story-tellers.

And here, when the merchant was already close to death, in a window its true wife Saltan-Bibi has glanced. The poor woman did not doubt, that the merchant has choked for a long time with a terrible downpour of narrations, and has come to bury a lifeless body of the husband. But the merchant still breathed. Having seen the wife, it has cheered up and, having collected last forces, has moaned:

- About Saltan-Bibi, вернейшая from вернейших! Run more soon to a caravan-bashi and redeem my soul at death!

The witness the Allah! When the grey-haired caravan-bashi has entered into the house of a merchant, Сейфутдин told the eight hundred first fairy tale!

The unfortunate owner has embraced knees of the aged man and has begun to yell:

- My father, that you have brought to me Сейфутдина, I has given you a tray with gifts and a gold purse, but that you will take away it, I am ready to give you everything, that at me is - both this house, and a garden, both benches, and all riches!

Much saw on the century of miracles a grey-haired caravan-bashi, he was not surprised and купцовой to the request. He has smiled in a beard and has told:

- Truly people speak: not that master who has well begun, and the one who is able to terminate in time!

We will terminate also our fairy tale not to assimilate Eloquent Сейфутдину.