TWO gentlemen were riding past a beautiful park. The one said to the other, “How much do you think this estate is worth?” “I don’t know how much it is worth,” was the answer; “but I know what it cost the late owner of it.” “How much?” “His soul,” was the startling reply. “The owner of it died a wretched death, stating on his deathbed that all his misery was due to his love of money, which had often led him into fraud and sin.”
ML 08/12/1906