A boy's integrity

This is a story my father told me as a boy. I read it recently in a
talk by N. Eldon Tanner found at http://tinyurl.com/bc7q28

A story is told of an English farmer at work one day in his fields
when he saw a party of huntsmen riding about his farm. Concerned that
they might ride into a field where the crop could be damaged by the
tramp of horses, he sent one of his workmen to shut the gate and then
keep watch over it and on no account to open it. He had scarcely
arrived at his post when the hunters came up and ordered that the gate
be opened. He declined to do so, stating the orders he had received,
and steadfastly refused to open the gate in spite of the threats and
bribes as one after another of the hunters came forward.

Then one of the riders came up and said in commanding tones, "My boy,
do you know me? I am the Duke of Wellington, one not accustomed to
being disobeyed, and I command you to open that gate, that I and my
friends may pass through."

The boy lifted his hat, and before the man whom all England delighted
to honor, answered firmly, "I am sure the Duke of Wellington would not
wish me to disobey orders. I must keep this gate shut, nor suffer
anyone to pass but by my master's express permission."

Greatly pleased, the duke lifted his own hat and said, "I honor the
man or boy who can be neither bribed or frightened into doing wrong.
With an army of such soldiers, I could conquer not only the French,
but the world." (Adapted from "The Boy Who Kept Out Wellington," in
Moral Stories for Little Folks, Salt Lake City: Juvenile Instructor
Office, 1891, pp. 112–13.)