(Column ~ 11/22/14)
An old Quaker came to the end of his days as a farmer; no longer did he have the strength to work the soil. So, he placed a sign on his land that read, "This farm will be given to anyone who is truly satisfied." A wealthy merchant came riding along and saw the sign framed by the beautiful rolling hills, the rich dark soil, the barns and silos. He thought to himself, "If my friend the Quaker is so eager to part with his land, I might as well claim it. I have all I need - so I qualify."...
Stories from Saturday, November 22, 2014
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