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This adulation, instead of being received as he expected, proved no less offensive than the rudeness of the Bear, and the courtly Monkey was in like manner extended by the side of Sir Bruin.
And now his Majesty cast his eye upon the Fox.
"Well, Reynard," Said he, "and what scent do you discover here?"
"Great Prince," replied the cautious Fox, "my nose was never esteemed my most distinguis.h.i.+ng sense; and at present I would by no means venture to give my opinion, as I have unfortunately caught a terrible cold."
The Wolf and the Lamb
A flock of Sheep was feeding in the meadow while the Dogs were asleep, and the Shepherd at a distance playing on his pipe beneath the shade of a spreading elm.
A young, inexperienced Lamb, observing a half-starved Wolf peering through the pales of the fence, began to talk with him.
"Pray, what are you seeking for here?" said the Lamb.
"I am looking," replied the Wolf, "for some tender gra.s.s; for nothing, you know, is more pleasant than to feed in a fresh pasture, and to slake one's thirst at a crystal stream, both which I perceive you enjoy within these pales in their utmost perfection. Happy creature,"
continued he, "how much I envy you who have everything which I desire, for philosophy has long taught me to be satisfied with a little!"
"It seems, then," returned the Lamb, "those who say you feed on flesh accuse you falsely, since a little gra.s.s will easily content you. If this be true, let us for the future live like brethren, and feed together." So saying, the simple Lamb crept through the fence, and at once became a prey to the pretended philosopher, and a sacrifice to his own inexperience and credulity.
The Chameleon
Two Travellers happened on their journey to be engaged in a warm dispute about the colour of the Chameleon. One of them affirmed that it was blue and that he had seen it with his own eyes upon the naked branch of a tree, feeding in the air on a very clear day.
The other strongly a.s.serted it was green, and that he had viewed it very closely and minutely upon the broad leaf of a fig-tree.
Both of them were positive, and the dispute was rising to a quarrel; but a third person luckily coming by, they agreed to refer the question to his decision.
"Gentlemen," said the Arbitrator, with a smile of great self-satisfaction, "you could not have been more lucky in your reference, as I happen to have caught one of them last night; but, indeed, you are both mistaken, for the creature is totally black."
"Black, impossible!" cried both the disputants!"
"Nay," quoth the Umpire, with great a.s.surance, "the matter may be soon decided, for I immediately inclosed my Chameleon in a little paper box, and here it is." So saying, he drew it out of his pocket, opened his box, and, lo! it was as white as snow.
The Travellers looked equally surprised and equally confounded; while the sagacious reptile, a.s.suming the air of a philosopher, thus admonished them: "Ye children of men, learn diffidence and moderation in your opinions. 'Tis true, you happen in this present instance to be all in the right, and have only considered the subject under different circ.u.mstances, but, pray, for the future allow others to have eyesight as well as yourselves; nor wonder if every one prefers to accept the testimony of his own senses."
The Eagle, the Jackdaw, and the Magpie
The kingly Eagle kept his court with all the formalities of sovereign state, and was duly attended by all his plumed subjects in their highest feathers.
These solemn a.s.semblies, however, were frequently disturbed by the impertinent conduct of two, who a.s.sumed the importance of high-fliers; these were no other than the Jackdaw and the Magpie, who were forever contending for precedence which neither of them would give up to the other.
The contest ran so high that at length they mutually agreed to appeal to the sovereign Eagle for his decision in this momentous affair.
The Eagle gravely answered that he did not wish to make an invidious distinction by deciding to the advantage of either party, but would give them a rule by which they might determine between themselves; "for," added he, "the greater fool of the two shall in future always take precedence, but which of you it may be, yourselves must settle."
The Boy and the Filberts
A Boy once thrust his hand into a pitcher which was full of figs and filberts.
He grasped as many as his fist could possibly hold, but when he tried to draw it out the narrowness of the neck prevented him.
Not liking to lose any of them, but unwilling to draw out his hand, he burst into tears and bitterly bemoaned his hard fortune.
An honest fellow who stood by gave him this wise and reasonable advice: "Take only half as many, my boy, and you will easily get them."
The Pa.s.senger and the Pilot
In a violent storm at sea, the whole crew of a vessel was in imminent danger of s.h.i.+pwreck.
After the rolling of the waves was somewhat abated, a certain Pa.s.senger, who had never been at sea before, observing the Pilot to have appeared wholly unconcerned, even in their greatest danger, had the curiosity to ask him what death his father died.
"What death?" said the Pilot, "Why, he perished at sea, as my grandfather did before him."
"And are you not afraid of trusting yourself to an element that has proved thus fatal to your family?"
"Afraid? By no means; why, we must all die; is not your father dead?"
"Yes, but he died in his bed."
"And why, then, are you not afraid of trusting yourself to your bed?"
"Because I am perfectly secure there."
"It may be so," replied the Pilot; "but if the hand of Providence is equally extended over all places, there is no more reason for me to be afraid of going to sea than for you to be afraid of going to bed."
The Dog and the Crocodile
A Dog, running along the banks of the Nile, grew thirsty, but fearing to be seized by the monsters of that river, he would not stop to satiate his drought, but lapped as he ran.
A Crocodile, raising his head above the surface of the water, asked him why he was in such a hurry. He had often, he said, wished for his acquaintance, and should be glad to embrace the present opportunity.
"You do me great honour," said the Dog, "but it is to avoid such companions as you that I am in so much haste!"
A Matter of Arbitration