The Ears Of Wheat


Ages upon ages ago, says the German grandmother, when angels used to

wander on earth, the ground was more fruitful than it is now. Then

the stalks of wheat bore not fifty or sixty fold, but four times five

hundred fold. Then the wheat-ears grew from the bottom to the top of the

stalk. But the men of the earth forgot that this blessing came from God,

and they became idle and selfish.

One day a woman went through a wheat-field, and her little child, who

accompanied her, fell into a puddle and soiled her frock. The mother

tore off a handful of the wheat-ears and cleaned the child's dress with


Just then an angel passed by and saw her. Wrathfully he spoke:--

"Wasteful woman, no longer shall the wheat-stalks produce ears. You

mortals are not worthy of the gifts of Heaven!"

Some peasants who were gathering wheat in the fields heard this, and

falling on their knees, prayed and entreated the angel to leave the

wheat alone, not only on their account, but for the sake of the little

birds who otherwise must perish of hunger.

The angel pitied their distress, and granted a part of the prayer. And

from that day to this the ears of wheat have grown as they do now.

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