The Draft Horse

Barom inherited a delivery business, which consisted of a wagon and a horse.

The wagon was in good shape, but the horse had been poorly treated. Weak and near death, it needed rest. Even though curtailing deliveries would cost the man a lot of money, he did just that.

He even borrowed money to pay for doctors, medicines and better food for the horse.

In time, the horse and the business made a full recovery.

Barom, who had other pressing things to do, passed the horse and wagon to his brother, Dontru, who seemed to be a very good businessman.

In fact, Dontru was interested in making money and nothing else. He knew he could make more money if he made more deliveries, so he pulled out the old whip and beat the horse.

And, indeed, the horse moved faster and Dontru made more money.

But many people saw the poor animal and complained, "Look at the pathetic beast. It's suffering."

"I don't care if it's suffereing," said Dontru. "I'm making more money and that's all that counts."

The people pleaded, "Please stop."

Dontru threw back his shoulders and said, "Make me stop. You have no power. It's my horse and I can do what I want."

And so it came to pass, Dontu inflicted irreparable harm. The horse overheated and died. The wagon fell into disrepair. Foods were not delivered and people died.

But Dontru didn't care. He had his money.