From Czenstochowa, the Mecca of Polish pilgrims, comes a story
of coincidences. A pilgrim went to one of the priests and
complained that some thief had stolen his purse while he was
in church, and asked for money. The priest replied that he had
no money and that the best thing for the pilgrim to do was to
try to find the thief. “I shall go into the church and steal
money from somebody else,” said the pilgrim, “for I have nothing
to go home with.” He went into the church and seeing a man in
the crowd with a wallet on his back slipt his hand into it and
pulled out his own stolen purse, with the exact sum he had left
in it. He was so glad to find his money that he hurried off to
tell the priest and the thief got away.
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See CRIMINALS, TRACING.