Tolstoi for the young: Select tales from TolstoiTolstoy, Leo, graf
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Tolstoi for the young: Select tales from Tolstoi
Tolstoy, Leo, graf
Children's stories
“You don’t know me, but I know you. I am your enemy who vowed to be
revenged on you for having executed my brother and taken away my
property: I knew that you went alone to the hermit and resolved to kill
you on your way back. But the day passed and you did not come. I lost
patience and came out to find you, when I stumbled upon your body-guard.
They recognized me and wounded me. I escaped from them, but would have
died from loss of blood had you not bound my wound. I wanted to kill you
and you saved my life. If I continue to live I will serve you as your
most faithful slave should you desire it, and I will order my sons to do
likewise. Forgive me.”
The King was very glad that he had been able to make peace with his
enemy so easily, and not only forgave him but promised to return his
property and to send him his own servants and physician.
Taking leave of the wounded man the King came out of the cell and sought
for the hermit with his eyes. Before going away he wanted to ask him for
the last time to answer his three questions. The hermit was on his knees
by the beds they had dug yesterday, sowing vegetable seeds.
The King approached him and said, “For the last time, wise man, I ask
you to answer my questions.”
“But they are answered already,” the hermit said, squatting on his
emaciated legs and looking at up the King, who stood before him.
“How?” the King asked.
“Don’t you see?” the hermit began; “had you not pitied my weakness
yesterday and dug these beds for me and gone back alone, the man would
have attacked you and you would have regretted that you had not stayed
with me. The important hour at the time was when you dug these beds, and
I was the most essential person to you, and the most essential act was
to do me a kindness. And later, when the man ran up, the most important
hour was when you looked after him, for, had you not bandaged his wound,
he would have died without making his peace with you. He was the most
essential man to you at that time, and what you did for him was the most
essential thing to be done. Always bear in mind that the most important
time is _now_, for it is the only time we have any power over
ourselves; the most essential man is the one with whom you happen to be
at the moment, because you can never be sure whether you will ever have
relations with any one else, and the most essential thing to do is a
kindness to that man, for it was for this purpose we were sent into the
world.”
[Illustration: THE GODSON.
_To face page_ 167.]
THE GODSON
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