By Eric B. Hare
A lazy hermit once lived in a shack high on a mountain overlooking a beautiful valley. Content to live as a recluse, he occasionally ventured to town to barter for food.
One day he heard the clippity-clop of an approaching horse. A noble stranger dismounted and stood admiring the view below.
“Oh, good friend,” said the stranger, “you have the most beautiful view in the kingdom! It makes me want to be a better man! Could I sit awhile to admire it?”
The hermit was speechless, for his only chair was broken. As he gathered his thoughts, the stranger mounted his horse, waved goodbye, and departed down the mountain.
The stranger seemed familiar. Where had the hermit seen him? Ah, yes—it was the king! Ashamed of his disheveled appearance and of how poorly he had treated his king, he vowed to be ready should the king return! On his
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