The first edition of this book is dated 1835. The edition used is dated 1849. The publisher was Richard Bentley, New Burlington Street, London. The number of pages is 379.

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General information

Captain Frederick Marryat was born July 10 1792, and died August 8 1848. He retired from the British navy in 1828 in order to devote himself to writing. In the following 20 years he wrote 26 books, many of which are among the very best of English literature, and some of which are still in print.

Marryat had an extraordinary gift for the invention of episodes in his stories. He says somewhere that when he sat down for the day’s work, he never knew what he was going to write. He certainly was a literary genius.

“The Pacha of Many Tales” was published in 1835, the sixth book to flow from Marryat’s pen. It is designedly reminiscent of “The Arabian Nights”. Marryat has let his genius for inventing delightful little stories and episodes run riot in this unusual book.

This e-text was transcribed in 1998 by Nick Hodson, and was re- formatted in 2003, and again in 2005.

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Contents

Volume the First — Chapter I.
Every one acquainted with the manners and customs of the East must be aware that there is no situation of eminence more unstable, or more dangerous to its possessor, than that of a pacha.

Volume the First — Chapter II.
The pacha called for coffee, and in a few minutes, accompanied, as before, by Mustapha and the armed slaves, was prowling through the city in search of a story-teller.

Volume the First — Chapter III.
“Mustapha,” said the pacha the next day, when they had closed the hall of audience, “have you the other Giaour in readiness?“

Volume the First — Chapter IV.
The next day the Spanish slave was summoned to continue his narrative.

Volume the First — Chapter V.
The pacha had repeated his perambulations for many nights, without success; and Mustapha, who observed that he was becoming very impatient, thought it advisable to cater for his amusement.

Volume the First — Chapter VI.
“Mashallah! How wonderful is God! Did the caliph Haroun ever hear such stories?” observed the pacha, taking the pipe from his mouth, as he was indulging in company with Mustapha: “that infidel tells strange histories of strange countries—What will his mouth open to next?“

Volume the First — Chapter VII.
“Keoda shefa midêhed—God gives relief!” cried the pacha, as the divan closed: and, certainly, during its continuance many had been relieved of their worldly goods, and one or two from all future worldly thoughts or wanderings.

Volume the Second — Chapter I.
The next morning the pacha observed to Mustapha, “I have been thinking whether, as we have no story, it would not be as well to let the Greek finish the story of yesterday evening.

Volume the Second — Chapter II.
“Hham d’illah! Praise be to God!” exclaimed the pacha, as the divan closed.

Volume the Second — Chapter III.
The next day the renegade commenced his fourth voyage, in the following words:—

Volume the Second — Chapter IV.
The next morning the pacha hurried over the business of the day, for Mustapha had intimated that the renegade considered his fifth voyage to be one of great marvels.

Volume the Second — Chapter V.
On the ensuing day, after the usual business of the divan had been gone through, the renegade was called in, and taking his seat, commenced the narrative of his sixth voyage.

Volume the Second — Chapter VI.
The Last Voyage of Huckaback.

Volume the Second — Chapter VII.
“Mustapha,” said the pacha, taking his pipe out of his mouth, after an hour’s smoking in silence, “I have been thinking it very odd that our Holy Prophet (blessed be his name!) should have given himself so much trouble about such a son of Shitan as that renegade rascal, Huckaback, whose religion is only in his turban.

Volume the Second — Chapter VIII.
On the ensuing day, the pacha was sitting at his divan, according to his custom, Mustapha by his side, lending his ear to the whispers of divers people who came to him in an attitude of profound respect.

Volume the Third — Chapter I.
The next morning the pacha and his minister, after the business of the divan, with their heads aching from the doubts of Hudusi, or the means that they had taken to remove them, in not the best humour in the world listened to the continuation of them, as follows:—

Volume the Third — Chapter II.
“Mashallah! God be praised! we are rid of that fellow and his doubts.

Volume the Third — Chapter III.
The departure of the caravan was delayed for two or three days by the vizier upon various pretexts—although it was his duty to render it every assistance—that Menouni might afford further amusement to the pacha.

Volume the Third — Chapter IV.
“Mustapha,” observed the pacha, taking his pipe out of his mouth, “what makes the poets talk so much about the Book of Fate?“

Volume the Third — Chapter V.
“Mustapha,” said the pacha, “I feel as the caliph Haroun Alraschid, in the tale of Yussuf, related by Menouni, full of care; my soul is weary—my heart is burnt as roast meat.

Volume the Third — Chapter VI.
The next evening the old woman made her appearance without raising any difficulty as on the previous day, and took her seat before the pacha, and thus continued:—

Volume the Third — Chapter VII.
Although the pacha, with the usual diplomacy of a Turk, had, so far from expressing his displeasure against Mustapha, treated him with more than usual urbanity, he had not forgotten the advice of the old woman.

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