An old woman found
an empty jar which had lately been full of prime old
wine and which still retained the fragrant smell of
its former contents. She greedily placed it
several times to her nose, and drawing it backwards
and forwards said, “O most delicious! How
nice must the Wine itself have been, when it leaves
behind in the very vessel which contained it so sweet
a perfume!”
The memory of a good deed lives.
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