When the prince heard these words, he made his ablutions, said a couple of
prayers, then stretched himself upon the tomb and expired. They bore to Sultan
Melik-ed-Dhahir the news that his brother was dead, in the Plain of Maya, in the
tomb of Sidi Ali Asmai-ed-Din. He started at once, went to the place, and had
his brother, Sultan Melik-el-Mansour, buried with the ceremonies of great kings.
Then, after returning to Pasey, a prey to grief, he abdicated the throne in favor of
his son, Sultan Ahmed.
Some time after this, Sultan Melik-ed-Dhahir fell ill. He gave Sultan Ahmed his
last instructions. "O my son," said he, "light of my eyes, treasure of my heart,
never neglect the advice of your old servitors. In every affair take counsel with
your ministers. Neglect not the duties of piety to God, the sovereign Master.
Beware of injustice to men."
Sultan Ahmed heard in tears the last words of his father. The prince died, and
they buried him near the mosque.
Sultan Ahmed was for many years on the throne and governed with much
justice. Now, the author of this story says: "There was at Pasey a servant of God
named Toun Djana Khatite. This man made the voyage to Singapore with two
companions. Crossing the square of Singapore he passed by the palace of the
King and saw the Queen. Near the palace was an areca tree, and while Toun
Djana was looking at the Queen the tree split in two. At sight of this, King Sri
Maharadja was extremely irritated. 'You see,' he cried, 'the conduct of Toun
Djana Khatite. To call the attention of the Queen, he has acted thus. And he
ordered him to be killed. So Toun Djana was led to the place of punishment,
near a cake-shop, where Toun Djana Khatite received the blow of the poniard;
his blood ran on the earth, but his body disappeared and no one could ever tell
what became of it. The cake-shop-keeper covered the blood with the cake-cover,
and the cake-cover was changed into stone, which is still seen at Singapore.
According to a tradition, the body of Toun Djana Khatite was transported to
Langkaoui and there buried."
Some time later came the sea-monsters called toudaks and attacked Singapore.
They leaped upon the shore, and people who were there died in great numbers,
overtaken by these toudaks. If they struck a man on the breast, they pierced to
his back. If they struck the neck or the loins, they pierced clear through from one
side to the other. There were many killed. People ran about crying: