Chamberss Edinburgh Journal, No. 449 | Page 2

the Jew. 'If they were taught to
read good books, it would probably mend their manners. But if that
were all, why should there be so much mystery about it? why should
these people do it so secretly, and deny it so stoutly?' and again he
shook his head, and shuddered. But being fully persuaded that he had
gained his point, he thought it safest to change the subject; and
accordingly he did so as soon as he had emphatically and earnestly
entreated the sultan not to say a word of the secret he had been led to
impart, or, at all events, not to let it be known that he had given any
information on the subject.
When the doctor was gone, the sultan fell into a reverie on the
advantages and disadvantages of his bear learning to read. When he
went to bed, the same train of thought kept him awake; and after a
sleepless night, he sent early in the morning for the patriarch. The
venerable Mar Yusef lost no time in obeying the summons. Taking his
patriarchal staff in his hand, and followed by his two deacons with their
heads bare, and their hands crossed on their bosoms, he silently bent his
way towards the palace, pondering in his mind on all the various things
he could think of as possible causes for his being wanted by the sultan.
The sultan dismissed all his attendants; and as soon as he and the
patriarch were alone, he beckoned him to approach, and when the aged
ecclesiastic had come quite close, and again bowed, not only out of
respect, but instinctively, as one does who expects a whisper, the sultan
said in a low, earnest tone: 'You know my bear?'
'I do, please your sublime highness,' replied Mar Yusef; 'and a very fine
bear he is.'
'I know that,' answered the sultan; 'but the matter is this,' and he
lowered his voice, and increased the earnestness of his tone: 'You must
teach him to read.'
'To read!' exclaimed the patriarch, thunderstruck. 'To read! the thing is
impossible.'
'Of course, I knew you would say that,' said the sultan; 'you must do it,
however, or it will be the worse for you and for all your people.'

'Most willingly would I do that, or anything lawful, to shew my respect
for your sublime highness,' said the astonished patriarch; 'but, as I have
already had the honour to observe, the thing is impossible.'
'Don't tell me,' said the sultan. 'I know more about the matter than you
imagine. There is no use in trying to conceal it. I know upon undoubted
authority, that you have taught bears, and many of them, I daresay, of
less capacity than mine. I shall send him to you this evening, and if you
do not bring him back in six weeks able to read, it will be as I have
already told you--at your peril, and to the ruin of all that belong to you.
So, now, do not waste time, for I am quite in earnest about it; but go
and make preparations to receive him, for he has been used to
courteous treatment.'
This speech was accompanied by a wave of the hand, which precluded
all reply, and the troubled patriarch silently and slowly withdrew.
'My children,' said the patriarch on his way home, addressing the two
young men who were supporting him, 'the sultan has resolved to
destroy us, and all the Christians in his dominions. He is seeking
occasion against us. He does not make open war upon us; but he
secretly commands us to do what is impossible, in order that he may
have a pretext for our destruction. He requires that in six weeks we
should teach his bear to read!'
'The old brute!' exclaimed the deacon Timothy.
'My father,' said the other deacon, Titus, 'suffer me to speak.'
'Speak, my son,' replied the aged man, in a voice scarcely articulate,
while he gently withdrew his hand, and laid it on the deacon's head;
'what wouldst thou say?'
'Under favour, most dear and reverend father,' replied Titus, 'I would
say that, whatever the sultan's design may be, you should not be
discouraged; and that if you will only do one thing, which I earnestly
entreat you to do, I will cheerfully undertake all the rest, and I doubt
not that we may get clear through this difficulty.'

'What would you have me do, my son?' said the patriarch.
'Just this,' replied the deacon, 'if I may be permitted to advise: go back
to the sultan as quickly as possible, and say that, on consideration, you
are sorry that you hesitated--that you will be happy to receive his
bear--that you will do your best, and hope to give him satisfaction in