Note 275
The Third Kalandar’s Tale.
Arab. "Sukkar-nabát." During my day (1842-49) we had no other sugar in the Bombay Presidency.
…d him a high bed whereon he lay down to rest, being drowsy after bathing. Then said he, "O my brother, cut me up a water melon, and sweeten it with a little sugar candy."[FN#275] So I went to the store room and bringing out a fine water melon I found there, set it on a platter and laid it before him saying, "O my master hast thou not a knife?" "Here it is," answered he, "over my head upon the high shelf." So I got up in haste …
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