The Betsy One

"I was quite carried away with the plan. Our horse was badly beaten and I lost much of my gold," he said. "This shrewd deceit taught me my first lesson in looking out for myself." He sold his horses, a slave and extra robes to make ends meet. But each day grim want crouched closer. The mother buried her face and wept softly. In those bitter days, I remembered thy confidence in me, my father.