Page 11 - Ridiculous Wishes

here was once a poor woodcutter
who, tired of his hard life, longed for rest
in the world to come.In his unhappiness,
he declared that in all his days
heaven had not granted even

one of his wishes.

One day in the woods, as the woodcutter was

complaining of his unhappy lot, Jupiter appeared
before him, his thunderbolts in his hands. It would be
difficult to picture the terror of the poor man.
"I desire nothing," he said, casting himself on the
ground. I will give up my wishes if you, in turn, will
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