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A Public-Spirited Citizen who had failed miserably in trying to secure a National political convention for his city suffered acutely from dejection. While in that frame of mind he leaned thoughtlessly against a druggist's show-window, wherein were one hundred and fifty kinds of a.s.sorted snakes. The gla.s.s breaking, the reptiles all escaped into the street.
"When you can't do what you wish," said the Public-spirited Citizen, "it is worth while to do what you can."
Fortune and the Fabulist
A Writer of Fables was pa.s.sing through a lonely forest when he met a Fortune. Greatly alarmed, he tried to climb a tree, but the Fortune pulled him down and bestowed itself upon him with cruel persistence.
"Why did you try to run away?" said the Fortune, when his struggles had ceased and his screams were stilled. "Why do you glare at me so inhospitably?"
"I don't know what you are," replied the Writer of Fables, deeply disturbed.
"I am wealth; I am respectability," the Fortune explained; "I am elegant houses, a yacht, and a clean s.h.i.+rt every day. I am leisure, I am travel, wine, a s.h.i.+ny hat, and an uns.h.i.+ny coat. I am enough to eat."
"All right," said the Writer of Fables, in a whisper; "but for goodness'
sake speak lower."
"Why so?" the Fortune asked, in surprise.
"So as not to wake me," replied the Writer of Fables, a holy calm brooding upon his beautiful face.
A Smiling Idol
An Idol said to a Missionary, "My friend, why do you seek to bring me into contempt? If it had not been for me, what would you have been?
Remember thy creator that thy days be long in the land."
"I confess," replied the Missionary, fingering a number of ten-cent pieces which a Sunday-school in his own country had forwarded to him, "that I am a product of you, but I protest that you cannot quote Scripture with accuracy and point. Therefore will I continue to go up against you with the Sword of the Spirit."
Shortly afterwards the Idol's wors.h.i.+ppers held a great religious ceremony at the base of his pedestal, and as a part of the rites the Missionary was roasted whole. As the tongue was removed for the high priest's table, "Ah," said the Idol to himself, "that is the Sword of the Spirit--the only Sword that is less dangerous when unsheathed."
And he smiled so pleasantly at his own wit that the provinces of Ghargaroo, M'gwana, and Scowow were affected with a blight.
Philosophers Three
A Bear, a Fox, and an Opossum were attacked by an inundation.
"Death loves a coward," said the Bear, and went forward to fight the flood.
"What a fool!" said the Fox. "I know a trick worth two of that." And he slipped into a hollow stump.
"There are malevolent forces," said the Opossum, "which the wise will neither confront nor avoid. The thing is to know the nature of your antagonist."
So saying the Opossum lay down and pretended to be dead.
The Boneless King
Some Apes who had deposed their king fell at once into dissension and anarchy. In this strait they sent a Deputation to a neighbouring tribe to consult the Oldest and Wisest Ape in All the World.
"My children," said the Oldest and Wisest Ape in All the World, when he had heard the Deputation, "you did right in ridding yourselves of tyranny, but your tribe is not sufficiently advanced to dispense with the forms of monarchy. Entice the tyrant back with fair promises, kill him and enthrone. The skeleton of even the most lawless despot makes a good const.i.tutional sovereign."
At this the Deputation was greatly abashed. "It is impossible," they said, moving away; "our king has no skeleton; he was stuffed."
Uncalculating Zeal
A Man-Eating tiger was ravaging the Kingdom of d.a.m.nasia, and the King, greatly concerned for the lives and limbs of his Royal subjects, promised his daughter Zodroulra to any man who would kill the animal. After some days Camaraladdin appeared before the King and claimed the reward.
"But where is the tiger?" the King asked.
"May jacka.s.ses sing above my uncle's grave," replied Camaraladdin, "if I dared go within a league of him!"
"Wretch!" cried the King, unsheathing his consoler-under-disappointment; "how dare you claim my daughter when you have done nothing to earn her?"
"Thou art wiser, O King, than Solyman the Great, and thy servant is as dust in the tomb of thy dog, yet thou errest. I did not, it is true, kill the tiger, but behold! I have brought thee the scalp of the man who had acc.u.mulated five million pieces of gold and was after more."
The King drew his consoler-under-disappointment, and, flicking off Camaraladdin's head, said:
"Learn, caitiff, the expediency of uncalculating zeal. If the millionaire had been let alone he would have devoured the tiger."
A Transposition
Travelling through the sage-brush country a Jacka.s.s met a rabbit, who exclaimed in great astonishment:
"Good heavens! how did you grow so big? You are doubtless the largest rabbit living."
"No," said the Jacka.s.s, "you are the smallest donkey."