Sweet Old Man

Since Nel is getting married very soon, I thought she would like this story.  I heard it many years ago, and wanted to share it with you.

In ancient India a certain young princess

was being married.  Everyone in the

kingdom prepared the finest, most

elaborate gifts they could find.  Everyone,

that is, except a little old man who was

allowed to live in the tower of the temple

in exchange for ringing the bells on very

sacred occasions.  He loved the princess, as

did all her subjects, but he had no money

to buy a gift nor the talent to make one.

As the time grew shorter he was more

and more downcast.

At last the day arrived, and just as the

radiant bride was entering the temple,

the people were amazed to hear the bells

pealing mightily and beautifully.  The

princess was obviously pleased.  She looked

up and smiled at the old man.  It was the

happiest moment in his life, and it began

the custom of ringing the church bells to

proclaim a wedding.

  

Have a nice weekend, my friends.

If you hear any bells, please let me know.

~Sheri