As a labourer was at his Work a digging, he chops his Spade upon a Pot of Money; takes it up blesses the Place where he found it, and away he goes with his Treasure. It so fell out, that Fortune saw and heard all that past, and so she call'd out to him upon the Way. Hark ye Friend, says she; you are very thankful, I perceive, to the Place where you found this Money; but 'tis the Jade Fortune, I warrant ye, that's to be claw'd away for't, if you should happen to lose it again. Pray tell me now why should not you Thank Fortune for the One, as well as Curse her for the other.
We are apt to ascribe our Successes in this World, and to impute our Misfortunes to wrong Causes. We assume the One to our selves, and charge the other upon Providence.Source:
L'Estrange 231.
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