Hajji Baba Chapter XVII: He Puts on New Clothes, Goes to the Bath and Appears in a New Character When the bathing man at length brought me the looking-glass, as a signal for paying the bath, I detained him for the purpose of surveying, arranging my curls to twist up...
Hajji Baba, Chapter XVI: He Makes Plans for the Future, and is Involved in a Quarrel As soon as I was recognized by the courier, immediately the whole brunt of the quarrel, like a thunder-cloud, burst on my head, and I was almost overwhelmed by its violence. Rascal, thief, cheat...
Hajji Baba, Chapter XV: Hajji Baba Reaches Tehran, and Goes to the Poet's House The poet's house was situated in a pleasant quarter of the town, surrounded by gardens filled with poplars and pomegranate trees, and in a street through which ran a stream of water, bordered...
Hajji Baba Chapter XIV: Of the Man He Meets and of the Consequences of the Encounter He then groped up, from the deep folds of his riding trousers, a pocket handkerchief, in which were wrapped several lumps of cold boiled rice, and three or flaps of bread, which he spread before us...
Chapter XIII: Hajji Baba Leaves Meshed, is Cured of his Sprain and Relates a Story with a Moral. The farrier accordingly brought a pan of charcoal, a pair of bellows, and some small skewers: when they were red hot, I was placed on the ground flat on my facer, and...
Chapter XII: Hajji Baba Finds That Fraud Does Not Remain Unpunished, Even in This World He Makes Fresh Plans At length, when I came to myself, I found myself seated with my head against the wall on the side of the road, surrounded by a crowd gaping a my...
Boarding Action This story has a bit of history behind it. And a challenge to myself. I wrote this in the first person narrative, which is something that I have never done before. I wanted to see if I could pull it off, and I do believe that I did so successfully. Secondly it was written as a favor to a friend, Col. Oliver S....
Hajji Baba Chapter XI: History of Dervish Sefer, and of the Two Other Dervishes I am the son of the Luti Bashi by a celebrated courtezan of the name of Taous, or the Peacock. With such parents, I leave you to imagine the education which I received. My principal associates, during my...
Hajji Baba Chapter X: He Makes a Soliloquy and Becomes an itinerant Vendor of Smoke My tobacco was of various sorts -- Tabas, Shiraz, Susa, and Damascus. It is true that I was not very scrupulous about giving it pure; for with a very small quantity of the...
Second Encounter For the record I do not care for Fan Fiction. I started writing fan fiction many, many years ago, but quickly learned that I would much rather create my own worlds, my own characters and bring them to life rather than dabble in other people's worlds. As my skill grew, I moved further and further away from...
Chapter IX: Hajji Baba in his Distress Becomes a Saka or Water Carrier The water which I had a moment before drawn from a filthy reservoir, I extolled as having flowed from a spring created by Ali in person, equal to the sacred well of Zem Zem, and a branch of the river which...
The Argument Before you read this short story I have to explain it's origins and the meaning behind it. This was written as a gift for my best friend. He's a huge Star Wars fan (as am I), and I love Aliens (as if anyone who reads my blogs can attest). At the Calgary Comic and Entertainment Expo in 2015 we both Cosplayed and had our...

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