The Old Man and Death

The Old Man and Death

An old laborer, bent double with age and toil, was gathering sticks in a forest. At last, he grew so tired and hopeless that he threw down the bundle of sticks, and cried out. “I cannot bear this life any longer. Ah, I wish Death would only come and take me!” As he spoke, Death, a grisly skeleton, appeared and said to him.

        “What just happened, Mortal? I heard someone call me.” “Please, sir,” replied the woodcutter, “would you kindly help me to lift this faggot of sticks on to my shoulder?” We would often be sorry if our wishes were gratified.

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