` Oh , my true son ! ' cried the king as he clasped the prince in his arms , whilst all the pachas and emirs shouted , ` Long live Prince Omar ! ' In the midst of all the noise and rejoicing Labakan slipped off with his little box under his arm . He went to the stables , saddled his old horse , Murva , and rode out of the gate towards Alexandria . Nothing but the ivory box with its diamond motto was left to show him that the last few weeks had not been a dream . When he reached Alexandria he rode up to his old master 's door . When he entered the shop , his master came forward to ask what was his pleasure , but as soon as he saw who it was he called his workmen , and they all fell on Labakan with blows and angry words , till at last he fell , half fainting , on a heap of old clothes . The master then scolded him soundly about the stolen robe , but in vain Labakan told him he had come to pay for it and offered three times its price . They only fell to beating him again , and at last pushed him out of the house more dead than alive . He could do nothing but remount his horse and ride to an inn . Here he found a quiet place in which to rest his bruised and battered limbs and to think over his many misfortunes . He fell asleep fully determined to give up trying to be great , but to lead the life of an honest workman . Next morning he set to work to fulfil his good resolutions . He sold his little box to a jeweller for a good price , bought a house and opened a workshop . Then he hung up a sign with , ` Labakan , Tailor , ' over his door , and sat down to mend his own torn clothes with the very needle which had been in the ivory box . After a while he was called away , and when he went back to his work he found a wonderful thing had happened ! The needle was sewing away all by itself and making the neatest little stitches , such as Labakan had never been able to make even at his best . Certainly even the smallest gift of a kind fairy is of great value , and this one had yet another advantage , for the thread never came to an end , however much the needle sewed . Labakan soon got plenty of customers . He used to cut out the clothes , make the first stitch with the magic needle , and then leave it to do the rest .
Before long the whole town went to him , for his XXXXX was both so good and so cheap .
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