A prince, walking in the field, saw a poor man, who was very pleased, to till the land. Poz to talk to him. D’After some questions, I learned that the field does not belong to man, but worked on him through a salary of twelve pennies a day. The prince, who for their expenses d’administration and representation needed large sums of money, cost him at first to realize, like they did with twelve-penny daily, walking is still over satisfied. Expressed her amazement at the villager, who replied:

“I spend every day with me a third of that amount d’, another third is to pay my dues, [66] and the rest is to go along some savings.”

It was a new puzzle for the prince. But the happy peasant lh’o d’explained this way.

“Reparto I get with my old parents, who can no longer work, and my children, not yet teem strength to do so. At the first pay them the love they gave me so many proofs in my childhood, and I hope that the latter do not forsake me, when the years have weighed on me. “

The prince heard this, they wanted to reward the honest peasant, took charge of the education of their children, and the blessing that gave him his old parents, your children deserve it after the turn, an equal surrounding his pious old age care and more tender loving care.