The Bright Sun Brings It to Light

A tailor's apprentice was travelling about the world in search of work,
and at one time he could find none, and his poverty was so great that
he had not a farthing to live on. Presently he met a Jew on the road,
and as he thought he would have a great deal of money about him, the
tailor thrust God out of his heart, fell on the Jew, and said, "Give me
thy money, or I will strike thee dead." Then said the Jew, "Grant me my
life, I have no money but eight farthings." But the tailor said, "Money
thou hast; and it shall be produced," and used violence and beat him
until he was near death. And when the Jew was dying, the last words he
said were, "The bright sun will bring it to light," and thereupon he
died. The tailor's apprentice felt in his pockets and sought for money,
but he found nothing but eight farthings, as the Jew had said. Then he
took him up and carried him behind a clump of trees, and went onwards
to seek work. After he had traveled about a long while, he got work in
a town with a master who had a pretty daughter, with whom he fell in
love, and he married her, and lived in good and happy wedlock.

After a long time when he and his wife had two children, the wife's
father and mother died, and the young people kept house alone. One
morning, when the husband was sitting on the table before the window,
his wife brought him his coffee, and when he had poured it out into the
saucer, and was just going to drink, the sun shone on it and the
reflection gleamed hither and thither on the wall above, and made
circles on it. Then the tailor looked up and said, "Yes, it would like
very much to bring it to light, and cannot!" The woman said, "Oh, dear
husband, and what is that, then?" "What dost thou mean by that?" He
answered, "I must not tell thee." But she said, "If thou lovest me,
thou must tell me," and used her most affectionate words, and said that
no one should ever know it, and left him no rest. Then he told her how
years ago, when he was travelling about seeking work and quite worn out
and penniless, he had killed a Jew, and that in the last agonies of
death, the Jew had spoken the words, "The bright sun will bring it to
light." And now, the sun had just wanted to bring it to light, and had
gleamed and made circles on the wall, but had not been able to do it.
After this, he again charged her particularly never to tell this, or he
would lose his life, and she did promise. When however, he had sat down
to work again, she went to her great friend and confided the story to
her, but she was never to repeat it to any human being, but before two
days were over, the whole town knew it, and the tailor was brought to
trial, and condemned. And thus, after all, the bright sun did bring it
to light.
