There was once a kind man whose name was Oliver Gold-smith. He wrote many de-light-ful books, some of which you will read when you are older.
He had a gentle heart. He was always ready to help others and to share with them anything that he had. He gave away so much to the poor that he was always poor himself.
He was some-times called Doctor Goldsmith; for he had studied to be a phy-si-cian.
One day a poor woman asked Doctor Goldsmith to go and see her husband, who was sick and could not eat.
Goldsmith did so. He found that the family was in great need. The man had not had work for a long time. He was not sick, but in distress; and, as for eating, there was no food in the house.
“Call at my room this evening,” said Goldsmith to the woman, “and I will give you some med-i-cine for your husband.”
In the evening the woman called. Goldsmith gave her a little paper box that was very heavy.
“Here is the med-i-cine,” he said. “Use it faith-ful-ly, and I think it will do your husband a great deal of good. But don’t open the box until you reach home.”
“What are the di-rec-tions for taking it?” asked the woman.
“You will find them inside of the box,” he answered.
When the woman reached her home, she sat down by her husband’s side, and they opened the box; What do you think they found in it?
It was full of pieces of money. And on the top were the di-rec-tions:—
“TO BE TAKEN AS OFTEN AS NE-CES-SI-TY REQUIRES.”
Goldsmith had given them all the ready money that he had.