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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Twilight Land by Howard Pyle: maybe, after all, your luck is not all gone. And now, if you will
choose as you should choose, you shall not go away from here
comfortless. In the pantry yonder are two great pies--one is for
you and one for me. Go in and take whichever one you please."
"A pie!" thought the beggar to himself; "does the man think that
a big pie will comfort me for the loss of three hundred pieces of
money?" Nevertheless, as it was the best thing to be had, into
the pantry the beggar went and there began to feel and weigh the
pies, and the one filled with the rusty nails and scraps of iron
was ever so much the fatter and the heavier.
"This is the one that I shall take," said he to the rich man,
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