You could count the stories worth reading in the Bible on one hand, but The Wisdom of King Solomon ( 1 Kings 3:16-27 ) is one of them.
The story goes like this:
Two women come before King Solomon to settle a maternity dispute over a baby they each claim to be the mother of. What happened was they were living in a house together as harlots when they both gave birth to boys around the same time.
One night, one of the mothers killed her baby by rolling over it in her sleep. For reasons that aren't fully explained, she simply got up and stole the other woman's baby to replace her dead one. The mother of the living baby woke up, freaked out and then realised what had happened.
The kidnapper denied stealing the baby, of course; so the two women were trapped in a classic "She said, she said" situation and these were the days before DNA tests so King Solomon is like, "This is bullshit. I don't have time for this. Take a sword, chop the baby in two and give half to each one."
He's a busy King, he doesn't have all day to listen to women who are professional liars accuse each other of lying.
A soldier pulls out his sword as commanded and grabs the baby, at which point one of the two women cries out in horror, "No, don't kill my baby. Give it to her." And King Solomon, wise as an owl, is like, "Aha! That's the real mother right there," because the other woman was all like, "Yeah, chop it up. Fair is fair."
