“O, listen to the words that come to thee from the ages; that come to thee alone; that tell thee a secret no other man may know.
“O, listen to the words.
“O, listen to the words that came into the ear of thy servant, We Ali, through his eye as he gazed into this magic glass thy hand has produced.
“These are the words.
“O, listen.
“O, listen and learn: In the mountains of Siberia is a place; deep in the ground lies a treasure; a treasure rich beyond imagination; powerful beyond words; there lies a treasure and it is thine.
“O, listen: When thou approachest the place thou shalt know it by its fearful power; for it shall draw metals unto it with great vehemence.”
We Ali stopped. I meditated. He was repeating to me a message the owner of this brain had received, and he thought it a message to me.
By the aid of the Arabs I got my ship of state on the nest. Soon there came a great simoon from the north and I sailed away.
As I proceeded I found great difficulty in breathing, on account of the coldness of the air and the speed at which I was traveling. But I had prepared for this, having with me a coil of pipe, beneath which I lighted a spirit lamp; thereupon by breathing through this pipe I got along very well, as the air was warmed sufficiently by the lamp to make my respiration comfortable.