Qabihah Says My Father Threw The Lady Of The Oleander Out Of His House
Dear Readers,
After my third suitor ied, hte gossip grew vicious. At night passersby threw melons and eggs at our house. They scrawled graffiti, and it was ugly. Some said:
MERCHANT, WHY DO YOU HARBOR THE LADY OF THE OLEANDER?
Others said:
PERHAPS MOHAMED WANTS TO TAKE OVER THE CITY HE WILL SEND THE LADY OF THE OLEANDER AFTER THE SULTAN NEXT
Several weeks passed in this fashion before my father summoned my weeping mother and me to the dining room table. He told me that if I refused to marry, he could not afford to keep me in his house anymore.
The next day I was given an hour or two to pack. Then my father summoned a litter bearer to take my away. Before I left he gave me a purse of money.
"This was to be your dowry," he said. "Use it well."
I smiled. The money was just what I needed. It would be enough to set me up in business. What business? Think of the bees buzzing around the oleander bush, and you know.
Sincerely yours,
Qabihah, Witch of Cairo
P.S. You can read all about my further adventures in Dora, Lady Ware's, memoirs entitled Hitler's Daughter.
After my third suitor ied, hte gossip grew vicious. At night passersby threw melons and eggs at our house. They scrawled graffiti, and it was ugly. Some said:
MERCHANT, WHY DO YOU HARBOR THE LADY OF THE OLEANDER?
Others said:
PERHAPS MOHAMED WANTS TO TAKE OVER THE CITY HE WILL SEND THE LADY OF THE OLEANDER AFTER THE SULTAN NEXT
Several weeks passed in this fashion before my father summoned my weeping mother and me to the dining room table. He told me that if I refused to marry, he could not afford to keep me in his house anymore.
The next day I was given an hour or two to pack. Then my father summoned a litter bearer to take my away. Before I left he gave me a purse of money.
"This was to be your dowry," he said. "Use it well."
I smiled. The money was just what I needed. It would be enough to set me up in business. What business? Think of the bees buzzing around the oleander bush, and you know.
Sincerely yours,
Qabihah, Witch of Cairo
P.S. You can read all about my further adventures in Dora, Lady Ware's, memoirs entitled Hitler's Daughter.
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