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others Who Met Poverty A Polish Story by Aleksandra-Dokurno Once upon a time, in a faraway village by a great river, there lived two brothers named Antek and Jonek. Jonek was a kind hearted and patient man, always eager to help others, and it was with gratitude that he took over the running of his parents’ farm once they had become too old to care for the animals. Jonek was a successful farmer and soon married a beautiful woman who was as gentle and hardworking as he. Antek helped his brother at the beginning, but he soon tired of farming and moved on from one job to another, first becoming a carpenter’s apprentice, then a baker’s assistant, and then a blacksmith’s assistant. Being a lazy man, Antek was unable to stay in any one job and would always move on when the work became too hard or tiresome. Finally he settled down and married the daughter of a very rich widow and lived a comfortable and luxurious life which required very little work. Jonek, despite being a diligent and compassionate man, had no such luck. He toiled in the fields but his crops did not yield very much come harvest time. The wheat that did grow was soon beaten down by angry storms and merciless winds, and his cattle were plagued by disease and hunger. His wife fell ill, and just as she began to recover, four of his children were struck down by yellow fever. When he finally ran out of money, Jonek was forced to pay a visit to his heartless brother. ‘Antek, lend me some money,’ pleaded Jonek. ‘My beloved children are ill, my horse is dying, and my ox is lame. I cannot work, and we are so hungry.’ ‘Alright, but you must pay me back what you owe and more,’ replied Antek with a smug grin on his face. Jonek was saddened by his brother’s lack of goodwill, but he had no choice but to borrow the money despite such unreasonable demands. Jonek borrowed and borrowed from his brother, and Antek let this happen, believing that one day he would be able to take over the family farm and re

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