WISDOM’S WAGES AND FOLLY’S PAY

If you will go along with me I will make your fortune
also.”

“Very well,” said Babo, and the bargain was struck.
So the next morning bright and early off they started
upon their journey, cheek by jowl, the wise man and the
simpleton, to make their fortunes in the wide world, and
the two of them made a pair. On they jogged and on
they jogged, and the way was none too smooth. By-and-

 

by they came to a great field covered all over with round
stones.

“Let us each take one of these,” said Simon Agricola ;
“they will be of use by-and-by ;” and, as he spoke, he
picked up a great stone as big as his two fists, and
dropped it into the pouch that dangled at his side.

“Not I,” said Babo; “I will carry no stone with me.
It is as much as my two legs can do to carry my body,
let alone lugging a great stone into the bargain.”

“Very well,” said Agricola ; “‘born a fool, live a fool,
die a fool.’” And on he tramped, with Babo at his heels.

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