In a province, no rain had fallen for a long time. Everything was dried up. At last the citizens decided to fetch the rainmaker. A deputation was sent to see him in the distant town where he lived with the urgent request to come as soon as possible and make rain for their parched fields.
The rainmaker, a wise old man, promised to do so on condition that he be provided with a solitary little cottage in the open country where he could withdraw by himself for three days.
No food or drink would be required, then he would see what could be done. His requests were met.
On the evening of the third day abundant rain fell and, full of praise, a grateful crowd made a pilgrimage to his house and exclaimed ‘How did you do it? Tell us.’
‘It was quite simple’ the rainmaker answered. ‘For three days all I have done is to put myself in order. For I know that once I am in order, then the world will be in order, and the drought must yield place to the rain.’