Every day a peddler pulled his cart of wool from his home to the village
market. It was a long trip. He had to travel around the perimeter of a large
lake that was owned by the town tycoon, a modern-day scrooge.
One day during the winter the lake frozen over. The peddler realized that he
could cut off two miles from his trip if he crossed over the lake. He was
spotted halfway across the lake by the tycoon. Scrooge came racing out of
his mansion and screamed at the peddler, “Stop! Stop! I won’t let anyone
pull the wool over my ice!”
~~~
Dr Bob Griffin
bob@grif.net www.grif.net
“Jesus Knows Me, This I Love!”
