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 Aladdin’s mother listened with interest to what her son told her; but when he talked of asking the princess in marriage, she could not help bursting out into a loud laugh. He would have gone on with his rhapsody, but she interrupted him: “Alas! child,” said she, “what are you thinking of? you must be mad to talk thus.”

“I assure you, mother,” replied Aladdin, “that I am not mad, but in my right senses; I foresaw that you would reproach me with folly and extravagance; but I must tell you once more, that I am resolved to demand the princess in marriage!”

“Indeed, son,” replied the mother seriously, “I cannot help telling you that you have forgotten yourself, and I do not see who will venture to make the proposal for you.” “You yourself,” replied he immediately. “I go to the sultan!’’ answered the mother, amazed. “I shall be cautious how I engage in such an errand. Why, who are you, son,” continued she, ‘‘that you can have the assurance to think of your sultan’s daughter? Have you forgotten that your father was one of the poorest tailors in the capital, and that I am of no better extraction; and do not you know that sultans never marry their daughters but to sons of sovereigns like themselves?”

“Mother,” answered Aladdin, “I foresaw all that you have said, or can say: and tell you that neither your discourse nor your remonstrances shall make me change my mind. I have told you that you must ask the princess in marriage for me. I beg of you not to refuse, unless you would rather see me in my grave, than by your compliance give me new life.”

The good old woman was much embarrassed, when she found Aladdin persisting in so wild a design. “My son,” said she again, “I am your mother, and there is nothing that is reasonable but I would readily do for you. If I were to go and treat