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idle. Whereupon he pointed the bales out to me, and sent for the person whose duty it was to keep a list of the goods that were upon the ship. When this man came he asked in what name the merchandise was to be registered.
' In the name of Sindbad the Sailor,' replied the captain.
At this I was greatly surprised, but looking carefully at him I recognised him to be the captain of the ship upon which I had made my second voyage, though he had altered much since that time. As for him, believing me to be dead it was no wonder that he had not recognised me.
' So, captain,' said I, ' the merchant who owned those bales was called Sindbad?'
' Yes,' he replied. i He was so named. He belonged to Bagdad, and joined my ship at Balsora, but by mischance he was left behind upon a desert island where we had landed to fill up our water-casks, and it was not until four hours later that he was missed. By that time the wind had freshened, and it was impossible to put back for him.'
' You suppose him to have perished then ? ' said I.
'Alas! yes,' he answered.
' Why, captain !' I cried, ' look well at me. I am that Sindbad who fell asleep upon the island and awoke to find himself abandoned!'
The captain stared at me in amazement, but was presently convinced that I was indeed speaking the truth, and rejoiced greatly at my escape.
'I am glad to have that piece of carelessness off my conscience at any rate,' said he. ' Now take your goods, and the profit I have made for you upon them, and may you prosper in future.'
I took them gratefully, and as we went from one island to another I laid in stores of cloves, cinnamon, and other spices. In one place I saw a tortoise which was