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An old table tells that when Zaccheus grew old he lived in Jericho as a humble and devout believer. Every morning at sunrise, so the story goes, he went for a walk carrying a pitcher of water. Upon his return, he always seemed happy and radiant. His wife, with usual curiosity, followed him one morning. She saw him go to the sycamore tree in which he was seated when he first saw Jesus passing by. He poured the water about the roots of the tree and bowed for a moment of silent prayer. Then, placing his hands fondly upon the tree trunk, he smiled in satisfaction and returned home. He could not forget what Christ had done for him.