THE LITTLE VOICE INSIDE
Mark Twain once told the following story in a speech he delivered on “honesty.” When I was a boy, I was walking along a street and happened to spy a car full of watermelons. I was fond of watermelon, so I sneaked quietly up to the cart and snitched one. Then I ran into a nearby alley and sank my teeth into the melon. No sooner had I done so, however, than a strange feeling came over me. Without a moment’s hesitation, I made my decision. I walked back to the cart, replaced the melon — and took a ripe one. Sunday Sermons Treasury of Illustrations, Vol. 1 , p. 232 (#438)
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