came to an immense desert which the eye of man had never seen nor the foot of man trodden. In the midst of it was a beautiful palace, and by the road-*side sat the Mother of Devils, and the smell of her was as the pestilence in the air all round about her.
The youth went straight up to the Mother of Devils, hugged her to his breast, kissed her all over, and said: "Good-day, little mother mine! I am thine own true lad till death!" and he kissed her hand.
"A good-day to thee also, my little son!" replied the Mother of Devils. "If thou hadst not called me thy dear little mother, if thou hadst not embraced me, and if thy innocent mother had not been under the earth, I would have devoured thee at once. But tell me now, my little son, whither away?"
The poor youth said that he wanted a branch from the garden of the Queen of the Peris.
"Who put that word in thy mouth, my little son?" asked the woman in amazement." Hundreds and hundreds of talismans guard that garden, and hundreds of souls have perished there by reason thereof."
Yet the youth did not hold back. "I can but die once," thought he.—"Thou dost but go to salute thy innocent, buried mother," said the old woman; and then she made the youth sit down beside her and taught him the way: "Set out on thy quest at day-
