HERE was once a shoemaker, who,
through no fault of his own, became
so poor that at last he had nothing left
but just enough leather to make one
pair of shoes. He cut out the shoes at
night, so as to set to work upon them
next morning ; and as he had a good
conscience, he laid himself quietly down
in his bed, committed himself to heaven,
ind fell asleep. In the morning, after he had said his prayers,
ind was going to get to work, he found the pair of shoes made
ind finished, and standing on his table. He was very much
istonished, and could not tell what to think, and he took the
shoes in his hand to examine them more nearly ; and they
were so well made that every stitch was in its right place,
ust as if they had come from the hand of a master-workman.
Soon after a purchaser entered, and as the shoes fitted him
very well, he gave more than the usual price for them, so that
‘he shoemaker had enough money to buy leather for two more
oars of shoes. He cut them out at night, and intended to set
0 work the next morning with fresh spirit ; but that was not to
Je, for when he got up they were already finished, and a cus¬
omer even was not lacking, who gave him so much money
hat he was able to buy leather enough for four new pairs.
Karly next morning he found the four pairs also finished, and
30 it always happened ; whatever he cut out in the evening was
worked up by the morning, so that he was soon in the way of
making a good living, and in the end became very well to do.