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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: market-place to hire himself out to carry this or that for folk
who were better off in the world, and less foolish than he.
There he sat, all day long, from morning until evening, but
nobody came to hire him. But at last, as dusk was settling, there
came along an old man with beard as white as snow hanging down
below his waist. He stopped in front of the foolish spendthrift,
and stood looking at him for a while; then, at last, seeming to
be satisfied, he beckoned with his finger to the young man.
"Come," said he, "I have a task for you to do, and if you are
wise, and keep a still tongue in your head, I will pay you as
never a porter was paid before."
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