A FATHER, being on the point of death, wished to be sure that his sons would give the same attention to his farm as he himself had given it. —
He called them to his bedside and said, “My sons, there is a great treasure hid in one of my vineyards. —
” The sons, after his death, took their spades and mattocks and carefully dug over every portion of their land. —
They found no treasure, but the vines repaid their labor by an extraordinary and superabundant crop.