Mahmout, the Persian: an Allegory

Mahmout, the Persian, builded him a house, long after "the Adam-dream; long after the morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God shouted for joy." And Mahmout was glad, for all he saw was good. The sun smiled in kindly approval upon all within, and touched each door and window, each picture on the wall, with a tender kiss, and for very joy Mahmout sang all day long. And when evening came he waved his hand in grateful acknowledgment to the setting sun and the sun grew conscious of him and was glad.

A brook, like melted crystal, talked to the grasses and flowers on its brink as it tumbled its way onward to the distant hills. Great trees, laden with fruit, nodded in the breeze and whispered. "How beautiful!" and the brook answered back again, "How beautiful!"

But one morning, as the sun rose from behind a great bank of clouds, tipping their peaks with torches of golden fire, he saw, to his astonishment, that a cloud had settled upon the face of his friend, the builder of the house. And he called to him, "Mahmout, what ails thee?"

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