So , one morning , he put a hundred gold pieces into it , and hanging the kettle once more on his arm , he returned to the seller of it . ' I have no right to keep it any longer , ' he added when he had ended his tale , ` so I have brought it back to you , and inside you will find a hundred gold pieces as the price of its hire . ' The man thanked Jimmu , and said that few people would have been as honest as he . And the kettle brought them both luck , and everything went well with them till they died , which they did when they were very old , respected by everyone . The Shifty Lad In the land of Erin there dwelt long ago a widow who had an only son . He was a clever boy , so she saved up enough money to send him to school , and , as soon as he was old enough , to apprentice him to any trade that he would choose . But when the time came , he said he would not be bound to any trade , and that he meant to be a thief . Now his mother was very sorrowful when she heard of this , but she knew quite well that if she tried to stop his having his own way he would only grow more determined to get it . So all the answer she made was that the end of thieves was hanging at the bridge of Dublin , and then she left him alone , hoping that when he was older he might become more sensible . One day she was going to church to hear a sermon from a great preacher , and she begged the Shifty Lad , as the neighbours called him from the tricks he played , to come with her . But he only laughed and declared that he did not like sermons , adding : ` However , I will promise you this , that the first trade you hear named after you come out from church shall be my trade for the rest of my life . ' These words gave a little comfort to the poor woman , and her heart was lighter than before as she bade him farewell . When the Shifty Lad thought that the hour had nearly come for the sermon to be over , he hid himself in some bushes in a little path that led straight to his mother 's house , and , as she passed along , thinking of all the good things she had heard , a voice shouted close to her ear ` Robbery ! Robbery ! Robbery ! ' The suddenness of it made her jump . The naughty boy had managed to change his voice , so that she did not know it for his , and he had concealed himself so well that , though she peered about all round her , she could see no one . As soon as she had turned the corner the Shifty Lad came out , and by running very fast through the wood he contrived to reach home before his mother , who found him stretched out comfortably before the fire . ` Well , have you got any news to tell me ? ' asked he .
` No , nothing ; for I XXXXX the church at once , and did not stop to speak to anyone . '
Dublin Erin Jimmu Lad Robbery day fire first left morning