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Once upon a time, there was an old Miser who would hide his precious gold next to a tree behind his house. The gold was placed in a jar and dug into the ground with a mat covering the fresh dirt that the Miser would dig up weekly. The Miser would dig up the gold and gloat over his earnings every Saturday. He had a mirror nailed to the tree where he would pretend that the person in the mirror was a different person, and would converse with himself.
One Saturday morning, while he was arguing with his mirror image over who’s gold was brighter, he spotted a young man spying on him through the mirror. Quickly thinking, he pretended as if he didn’t see him and kept on gloating over his gold. He dug up his gold, put the mat over the ground, and walked back inside his home cheerfully. He glanced over to where the boy was but he was already gone.
He knew the boy wouldn’t dare steal his gold during the day and would come back during the night. He acted quickly by setting up a trap where a rope would pull anything that stepped near the mat where the gold lie under. He disguised the trap by putting leaves on top of the rope as well as putting multiple ropes that looked like vines, hanging from the tree so he wouldn’t suspect anything. The old Miser went to sleep comfortably, knowing that nothing could escape from his well-designed trap.
By about midnight, the Miser was woken to a loud screaming noise. He knew exactly where it came from as he caught the boy trying to steal his gold. So confident he was of his trap, that he even made himself a cup of coffee before going out to see the boy hanging up-side down from the tree. The Miser had to be a little wiser about his hideouts moving forward.
(The Young Man Spying on the Miser:
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Authors Note:
This story is very similar to that of The Miser and His Gold but with a better ending for the Miser. In the original story, the Miser gloats over his gold on a weekly basis as well but does not notice a man spying on him. The next week when he goes to gloat over his earnings, he finds nothing in the whole. The robber had run off with his gold and left nothing. I felt bad for the Miser so I made my story where he noticed the robber and caught him in the act.
Bibliography:
"The Miser and His Gold" from The Fables of Aesop by Josheph Jacobs.
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