THE THREE LUCK-CHILDREN
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A father once called his three sons before him. He gave to the first a cock, to the second a scythe, and to the third a cat.
“I am old,” said he, “my death is nigh, and I have wished to take thought for you before my end. Money I have not, and what I now give you seems of little worth. But all depends on your making a sensible use of it. Only seek out a country where such things are still unknown, and your fortune is made.”