"
"Well, that is lucky," said the old man, smiling. "I happen to be going
that way, and I will carry your turkey, if you will allow me."
"Oh, certainly!" said Mr. Johnson. "Here it is. You may follow me."
When they reached Mr. Johnson's house, the old man politely handed him
the turkey and turned to go.
"Here, my friend, what shall I pay you?" said the young gentleman.
"Oh, nothing, sir, nothing," answered the old man. "It was no trouble
to me, and you are welcome."
He bowed and went on. Young Mr. Johnson looked after him and wondered.
Then he turned and walked briskly back to the market.
"Who is that polite old gentleman who carried my turkey for me?" he
asked of the market man.
"That is John Marshall, Chief Justice of the United States. He is one
of the greatest men in our country," was the answer.
The young gentleman was surprised and ashamed. "Why did he offer to
carry my turkey?" he asked.
"He wished to teach you a lesson," answered the market man.
"What sort of lesson?"
"He wished to teach you that no man should feel himself too fine to
carry his own packages."
"Oh, no!" said another man who had seen and heard it all.
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