Lack of Love
A friend of mine employed for five years an ex-convict who had seemed to be converted, and during that time this man handled $24,000 a year of his employer’s money without the misappropriation of a cent. At the close of that time my friend, not having need for him, told his whole story to a gentleman in another city who needed such a helper, and who received this former convict into his employ. Inside of three weeks he was arrested for stealing from his new employer. And when my friend heard of it he went to see him in the jail and said to him: “Ike, how is it that when you worked for me you could be trusted with anything, and that as soon as you came into this new employment you went back to your old dishonest life?” The man burst into tears and said: “I couldn’t help it. He suspected me, and I had to steal.”