Twotravelinganglesstoppedtospendthenightinthehomeofawealthyfamily.Thefamilywasrudeandrefusedtolettheanglesstayinthemansion’sguestroom.Insteadtheanglesweregivenasmallspaceinthecoldbasement.Astheymadetheirbedinthehardfloor,theolderangelsawaholeinthewallandrepairedit.Whentheyoungerangleaskedwhy,theolderanglereplied,“Thingsaren’talwayswhattheyseem.”
Thenextnightthepaircametorestatthehouseofaverypoor,butveryhospitablefarmerandhiswife.Aftersharingthelittlefoodtheyhadthecouplelettheanglessleepintheirbedwheretheycouldhaveagoodnight’srest.Whenthesuncameupthenextmorningtheanglesfoundthefarmerandhisintears.Theironlycow,whosemilkhadbeentheirsoleincome,laydeadinthefield.Theyoungeranglewasinfuriatedandaskedtheolderanglehowhecouldhaveletthishappen.“Thefirstmanhadeverything,yetyouhelpedhim,”heaccused.“Thesecondfamilyhadlittlebutwaswillingtoshareeverything,andyouletthecowlie”.
“Thingsaren’talwayswhattheyseem,”theolderanglereplied.“whenwestayedinthebasementofthemansion,Inoticedtherewasgoldstoredinthatholeinthewall.Sincetheownerwassoobsessedwithgreedandunwillingtosharehisgoodfortune,Isealedthewallsohewouldn’tfindit.”
“Thenlastnightaswesleptinthefarmer’sbed,theangleofdeathcameforhiswife.Igavehimthecowinstead.Thingsaren’talwayswhattheyseem.