In the old days, when men were allowed to have many wives, a
middle-aged Man had one wife that was old and one that was young; each
loved him very much, and desired to see him like herself. Now the Man
began to dress up for going to the market with the young Wife, when she
did not like his wrinkles and powdered his face. Shortly afterwards,
she felt sick and became unable to attend him. So he decided to go to
the market with the elder Wife. As she did not like his powdered face
for she might be mistaken for his mother, she painted the wrinkles on
his powdered face. Shortly afterwards, however, she also felt sick.
Knowing the young Wife felt better, he decided again to go to the
market with the young Wife. She powdered his face again to conceal the
painted wrinkles. When he and his young Wife arrived at the market, as
it is a hot summer's day, the powder and paints on his face dissolved
with his sweat so that his face became like a weasel and no one in the
market could tell who he was.

Yield to all and you will soon yield something worst.

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