Dear friends, two tales: ONCE there was an old sage out for a walk at dusk. As he strode along the road, far from the village, he was suddenly accosted by a robber. The sage was so frightened that he held his hands out, and surrendered without even a whimper. The robber did not need to harm a hair, but simply thieved the sage’s purse, his rings, his beads, and even his fine sandals, before letting him go.
Sages and Scoundrels
Sages and Scoundrels
Sages and Scoundrels
Dear friends, two tales: ONCE there was an old sage out for a walk at dusk. As he strode along the road, far from the village, he was suddenly accosted by a robber. The sage was so frightened that he held his hands out, and surrendered without even a whimper. The robber did not need to harm a hair, but simply thieved the sage’s purse, his rings, his beads, and even his fine sandals, before letting him go.