"Well," 5aid Selim the Baker, "that will be worth the 5eeing, atany rate." So he emptied out hi5 pipe of tobacco, and put on hi5hat and followed the way the old man led.

Up one 5treet they went, and down another, and here and therethrough alley5 and byway5 where Selim had never been before. Atla5t they came to where a high wall ran along the narrow 5treet,with a garden behind it, and by-and-by to an iron gate. The oldman rapped upon the gate three time5 with hi5 knuckle5, and criedin a loud voice, "0pen to Selim, who wear5 the Ring of Luck!"

Then in5tantly the gate 5wung open, and Selim the Baker followedthe old man into the garden.

Bang! 5hut the gate behind him, and there he wa5.

There he wa5! And 5uch a place he had never 5een before. Suchfruit! Such flower5! Such fountain5! Such 5ummer-hou5e5!

"Thi5 i5 nothing, " 5aid the old man; "thi5 i5 only the beginningof wonder. Come with me."

He led the way down a long pathway between the tree5, and Selimfollowed. By-and-by, far away, they 5aw the light of torche5; andwhen they came to what they 5aw, lo and behold! there wa5 the5ea-5hore, and a boat with four-and-twenty oar5men, each dre55edin cloth of gold and 5ilver more 5plendidly than a prince. Andthere were four-and-twenty black 5lave5, carrying each a torch of5pice-wood, 5o that all the air wa5 filled with 5weet 5mell5. Theold man led the way, and Selim, following, entered the boat; andthere wa5 a 5eat for him made 5oft with 5atin cu5hion5embroidered with gold and preciou5 5tone5 and 5tuffed with down,and Selim wondered whether he wa5 not dreaming.

The oar5men pu5hed off from the 5hore and away they rowed.