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  Onenightthegodsonwateredhisstumps,and,afterreturningtohiscell,hesatdowntorest,andwatchedthefootpath,wonderingifsomeonewouldsooncome。Butnoonecameatallthatday。Hesatalonetillevening,feelinglonelyanddull,andhethoughtabouthispastlife。Horememberedhowtherobberhadreproachedhimforlivingbyhispiety;andhereflectedonhiswayoflife。

  ’Iamnotlivingasthehermitcommandedmeto,’thoughthe。’Thehermitlaidapenanceuponme,andIhavemadebothalivingandfameoutofit;andhavebeensotemptedbyit,thatnowIfeeldullwhenpeopledonotcometome;andwhentheydocome,I

  onlyrejoicebecausetheypraisemyholiness。Thatisnothowoneshouldlive。Ihavebeenledastraybyloveofpraise。Ihavenotatonedformypastsins,buthaveaddedfreshones。Iwillgotoanotherpartoftheforestwherepeoplewillnotfindme;andIwilllivesoastoatoneformyoldsinsandcommitnofreshones。’

  Havingcometothisconclusionthegodsonfilledabagwithdriedbreadand,takingaspade,leftthecellandstartedforaravineheknewofinalonelyspot,wherehecoulddighimselfacaveandhidefromthepeople。

  Ashewasgoingalongwithhisbagandhisspadehesawtherobberridingtowardshim。Thegodsonwasfrightened,andstartedtorunaway,buttherobberovertookhim。

  ’Whereareyougoing?’askedtherobber。

  Thegodsontoldhimhewishedtogetawayfromthepeopleandlivesomewherewherenoonewouldcometohim。Thissurprisedtherobber。

  ’Whatwillyouliveon,ifpeopledonotcometoseeyou?’askedhe。

  Thegodsonhadnoteventhoughtofthis,buttherobber’squestionremindedhimthatfoodwouldbenecessary。

  ’OnwhatGodpleasestogiveme,’hereplied。

  Therobbersaidnothing,androdeaway。

  ’WhydidInotsayanythingtohimabouthiswayoflife?’thoughtthegodson。’Hemightrepentnow。To-dayheseemsinagentlermood,andhasnotthreatenedtokillme。’Andheshoutedtotherobber:

  ’Youhavestilltorepentofyoursins。YoucannotescapefromGod。’

  Therobberturnedhishorse,anddrawingaknifefromhisgirdlethreatenedthehermitwithit。Thelatterwasalarmed,andranawayfurtherintotheforest。

  Therobberdidnotfollowhim,butonlyshouted:

  ’TwiceIhaveletyouoff,oldman,butnexttimeyoucomeinmywayIwillkillyou!’

  Havingsaidthis,herodeaway。Intheeveningwhenthegodsonwenttowaterhisstumps——oneofthemwassprouting!Alittleappletreewasgrowingoutofit。

  Afterhidinghimselffromeverybody,thegodsonlivedallalone。Whenhissupplyofbreadwasexhausted,hethought:’NowImustgoandlookforsomerootstoeat。’Hehadnotgonefar,however,beforehesawabagofdriedbreadhangingonabranch。Hetookitdown,andaslongasitlastedheliveduponthat。

  Whenhehadeatenitall,hefoundanotherbagfulonthesamebranch。

  Sohelivedon,hisonlytroublebeinghisfearoftherobber。

  Wheneverheheardtherobberpassinghehidthinking:

  ’HemaykillmebeforeIhavehadtimetoatoneformysins。’

  Inthiswayhelivedfortenmoreyears。Theoneapple-treecontinuedtogrow,buttheothertwostumpsremainedexactlyastheywere。

  Onemorningthegodsonroseearlyandwenttohiswork。Bythetimehehadthoroughlymoistenedthegroundroundthestumps,hewastiredoutandsatdowntorest。Ashesattherehethoughttohimself:

  ’Ihavesinned,andhavebecomeafraidofdeath。ItmaybeGod’swillthatIshouldredeemmysinsbydeath。’

  Hardlyhadthisthoughtcrossedhismindwhenheheardtherobberridingup,swearingatsomething。Whenthegodsonheardthis,hethought:

  ’NoevilandnogoodcanbefallmefromanyonebutfromGod。’

  Andhewenttomeettherobber。Hesawtherobberwasnotalone,butbehindhimonthesaddlesatanotherman,gagged,andboundhandandfoot。Themanwasdoingnothing,buttherobberwasabusinghimviolently。Thegodsonwentupandstoodinfrontofthehorse。

  ’Whereareyoutakingthisman?’heasked。

  ’Intotheforest,’repliedtherobber。’Heisamerchant’sson,andwillnottellmewherehisfather’smoneyishidden。Iamgoingtofloghimtillhetellsme。’

  Andtherobberspurredonhishorse,butthegodsoncaughtholdofhisbridle,andwouldnotlethimpass。

  ’Letthismango!’hesaid。

  Therobbergrewangry,andraisedhisarmtostrike。

  ’WouldyoulikeatasteofwhatIamgoingtogivethisman?HaveI

  notpromisedtokillyou?Letgo!’

  Thegodsonwasnotafraid。

  ’Youshallnotgo,’saidhe。’Idonotfearyou。IfearnoonebutGod,andHewillsthatIshouldnotletyoupass。Setthismanfree!’

  Therobberfrowned,andsnatchingouthisknife,cuttheropeswithwhichthemerchant’ssonwasbound,andsethimfree。

  ’Getawaybothofyou,’hesaid,’andbewarehouryoucrossmypathagain。’

  Themerchant’ssonjumpeddownandranaway。Therobberwasabouttorideon,butthegodsonstoppedhimagain,andagainspoketohimaboutgivinguphisevillife。Therobberheardhimtotheendinsilence,andthenrodeawaywithoutaword。

  Thenextmorningthegodsonwenttowaterhisstumpsandlo!thesecondstumpwassprouting。Asecondyoungapple-treehadbeguntogrow。

  Anothertenyearshadgoneby。Thegodsonwassittingquietlyoneday,desiringnothing,fearingnothing,andwithaheartfullofjoy。

  ’WhatblessingsGodshowersonmen!’thoughthe。’Yethowneedlesslytheytormentthemselves。Whatpreventsthemfromlivinghappily?’

  Andrememberingalltheevilinmen,andthetroublestheybringuponthemselves,hisheartfilledwithpity。

  ’ItiswrongofmetoliveasIdo,’hesaidtohimself。’ImustgoandteachotherswhatIhavemyselflearnt。’

  Hardlyhadhethoughtthis,whenheheardtherobberapproaching。Helethimpass,thinking:

  ’Itisnogoodtalkingtohim,hewillnotunderstand。’

  Thatwashisfirstthought,buthochangedhismindandwentoutintotheroad。Hesawthattherobberwasgloomy,andwasridingwithdowncasteyes。Thegodsonlookedathim,pitiedhim,andrunninguptohimlaidhishanduponhisknee。

  ’Brother,dear,’saidhe,’havesomepityonyourownsoul!InyoulivesthespiritofGod。Yousuffer,andtormentothers,andlayupmoreandmoresufferingforthefuture。YetGodlovesyou,andhaspreparedsuchblessingsforyou。Donotruinyourselfutterly。

  Changeyourlife!’

  Therobberfrownedandturnedaway。

  ’Leavemealone!’saidhe。

  Butthegodsonheldtherobberstillfaster,andbegantoweep。

  Thentherobberliftedhiseyesandlookedatthegodson。Helookedathimforalongtime,andalightingfromhishorse,fellonhiskneesatthegodson’sfeet。

  ’Youhaveovercomeme,oldman,’saidhe。’FortwentyyearsIhaveresistedyou,butnowyouhaveconqueredme。Dowhatyouwillwithme,forIhavenomorepowerovermyself。Whenyoufirsttriedtopersuademe,itonlyangeredmemore。OnlywhenyouhidyourselffrommendidIbegintoconsideryourwords:forI

  sawthenthatyouaskednothingofthemforyourself。SincethatdayIhavebroughtfoodforyou,hangingituponthetree。’

  Thenthegodsonrememberedthatthewomangothertablecleanonlyaftershehadrinsedhercloth。Inthesameway,itwasonlywhenheceasedcaringabouthimself,andcleansedhisownheart,thathewasabletocleansetheheartsofothers。

  Therobberwenton。

  ’WhenIsawthatyoudidnotfeardeath,myheartturned。’

  Thenthegodsonrememberedthatthewheel-wrightscouldnotbendtherimsuntiltheyhadfixedtheirblock。So,nottillhehadcastawaythefearofdeathandmadehislifefastinGod,couldhesubduethisman’sunrulyheart。

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