THE MISER OF MARSEILLES
There is a legend about how, years ago, there was an old man who used to walk the streets of that seaport town whom they called “The Miser of Marseilles.” He was an object of derision throughout the whole city and even throughout the south of France, for everybody seemed to know him.Apparently he loved nothing and had no other object than to hoard every bit of money he got hold of; for what purpose, none knew. He was hated and he was hooted whenever he appeared on the streets. When he died, he was so despised that only a single person attended his funeral. Then his will was read, and these were its strange terms:From my infancy I noticed that the poor people of Marseilles had great difficulty in getting water. I noticed that water, the gift of God, was very dear and difficult to obtain. And when they could get that water, it was not as pure and…
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