Ribald Classic: The Four Wishes Of Saint Martin
August, 1975
There was a peasant in Normandy who was forever calling upon Saint Martin. One morning, as he went to the fields, he was mindful of the good saint, just as usual, and he spoke the blessed name aloud.Saint Martin, suddenly appearing, said, "Peasant, I must be very dear to you, because my name seems to be forever on your lips. Therefore, I say, leave your harrow and go home now and you shall have four wishes. I tell you truthfully that whatever you name will be yours, but be careful of this,...
