'
"What indeed," continued Slow-toes, "is wealth, that we should prize it,
or grieve to lose it?--
'Be not haughty, being wealthy; droop not, having lost thine all;
Fate doth play with mortal fortunes as a girl doth toss her ball.'
It is unstable by nature. We are told--
'Worldly friendships, fair but fleeting, shadows of the clouds at noon
Women, youth, new corn, and riches--these be pleasures passing soon.'
And it is idle to be anxious; the Master of Life knows how to sustain
it. Is it not written?--
'For thy bread be not o'er thoughtful--God for all hath taken thought:
When the babe is born, the sweet milk to the mother's breast is
brought.
He who gave the swan her silver, and the hawk her plumes of pride,
And his purples to the peacock--He will verily provide.'
"Yes, verily," said Slow-toes, "wealth is bad to handle, and better left
alone; there is no truer saying than this--
'Though for good ends, waste not on wealth a minute;
Mud may be wiped, but wise men plunge not in it.'
Hearing the wisdom of these monitions, Light o' Leap broke out, 'Good
Slow-toes! thou art a wise protector of those that come to thee; thy
learning comforts my enlightened friend, as elephants drag elephants
from the mire,' And thus, on the best of terms, wandering where they
pleased for food, the three lived there together.
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