Ernest was a small boy when he became interested in the Great Stone Face. He felt that the face smiled on him. He wished to love the man with such a face. He was dutiful and helpful to his mother. He grew up to be a gentle and quiet youth. He regarded the Stone Face as his teacher. He turned to the Face for advice. He was not influnced by the common belief that Gather gold or Blood-and-Thunder General had any resemblance With the Stone Face.
Even the poet’s face made him sad. And he was right when the poet himself admitted that he wasn’t worthy to be the likeness of the face. Finally, the same poet shouted with joy that Ernest himself was the likeness of the Stone Face. But Ernest remained humble to the last. He kept hoping that some wiser and better man than himself would appear.
