Now there was a certain old Owl who had become very cross and hard to please as she grew older, especially if anything disturbed her daily slumbers. One warm summer afternoon as she dozed away in her den in the old oak tree, a Gra.s.shopper nearby began a joyous but very raspy song. Out popped the old Owl"s head from the opening in the tree that served her both for door and for window.
"Get away from here, sir," she said to the Gra.s.shopper. "Have you no manners? You should at least respect my age and leave me to sleep in quiet!"
But the Gra.s.shopper answered saucily that he had as much right to his place in the sun as the Owl had to her place in the old oak.
Then he struck up a louder and still more rasping tune.
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The wise old Owl knew quite well that it would do no good to argue with the Gra.s.shopper, nor with anybody else for that matter. Besides, her eyes were not sharp enough by day to permit her to punish the Gra.s.shopper as he deserved. So she laid aside all hard words and spoke very kindly to him.
"Well sir," she said, "if I must stay awake, I am going to settle right down to enjoy your singing. Now that I think of it, I have a wonderful wine here, sent me from Olympus, of which I am told Apollo drinks before he sings to the high G.o.ds. Please come up and taste this delicious drink with me. I know it will make you sing like Apollo himself."
The foolish Gra.s.shopper was taken in by the Owl"s flattering words. Up he jumped to the Owl"s den, but as soon as he was near enough so the old Owl could see him clearly, she pounced upon him and ate him up.
_Flattery is not a proof of true admiration._
_Do not let flattery throw you off your guard against an enemy._
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THE WOLF AND HIS SHADOW
A Wolf left his lair one evening in fine spirits and an excellent appet.i.te. As he ran, the setting sun cast his shadow far out on the ground, and it looked as if the wolf were a hundred times bigger than he really was.
"Why," exclaimed the Wolf proudly, "see how big I am! Fancy _me_ running away from a puny Lion! I"ll show him who is fit to be king, he or I."
Just then an immense shadow blotted him out entirely, and the next instant a Lion struck him down with a single blow.
_Do not let your fancy make you forget realities._
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THE OAK AND THE REEDS
A Giant Oak stood near a brook in which grew some slender Reeds.
When the wind blew, the great Oak stood proudly upright with its hundred arms uplifted to the sky. But the Reeds bowed low in the wind and sang a sad and mournful song.
"You have reason to complain," said the Oak. "The slightest breeze that ruffles the surface of the water makes you bow your heads, while I, the mighty Oak, stand upright and firm before the howling tempest."
"Do not worry about us," replied the Reeds. "The winds do not harm us. We bow before them and so we do not break. You, in all your pride and strength, have so far resisted their blows. But the end is coming."
As the Reeds spoke a great hurricane rushed out of the north. The Oak stood proudly and fought against the storm, while the yielding Reeds bowed low. The wind redoubled in fury, and all at once the great tree fell, torn up by the roots, and lay among the pitying Reeds.
_Better to yield when it is folly to resist, than to resist stubbornly and be destroyed._
THE RAT AND THE ELEPHANT
A Rat was traveling along the King"s highway. He was a very proud Rat, considering his small size and the bad reputation all Rats have. As Mr. Rat walked along--he kept mostly to the ditch--he noticed a great commotion up the road, and soon a grand procession came in view. It was the King and his retinue.
The King rode on a huge Elephant adorned with the most gorgeous trappings. With the King in his luxurious howdah were the royal Dog and Cat. A great crowd of people followed the procession.
They were so taken up with admiration of the Elephant, that the Rat was not noticed. His pride was hurt.
"What fools!" he cried. "Look at me, and you will soon forget that clumsy Elephant! Is it his great size that makes your eyes pop out? Or is it his wrinkled hide? Why, I have eyes and ears and as many legs as he! I am of just as much importance, and"--
But just then the royal Cat spied him, and the next instant, the Rat knew he was _not_ quite so important as an Elephant.
_A resemblance to the great in some things does not make us great._
THE BOYS AND THE FROGS
Some Boys were playing one day at the edge of a pond in which lived a family of Frogs. The Boys amused themselves by throwing stones into the pond so as to make them skip on top of the water.
The stones were flying thick and fast and the Boys were enjoying themselves very much; but the poor Frogs in the pond were trembling with fear.
At last one of the Frogs, the oldest and bravest, put his head out of the water, and said, "Oh, please, dear children, stop your cruel play! Though it may be fun for you, it means death to us!"
_Always stop to think whether your fun may not be the cause of another"s unhappiness._
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THE CROW AND THE PITCHER
In a spell of dry weather, when the Birds could find very little to drink, a thirsty Crow found a pitcher with a little water in it. But the pitcher was high and had a narrow neck, and no matter how he tried, the Crow could not reach the water. The poor thing felt as if he must die of thirst.
Then an idea came to him. Picking up some small pebbles, he dropped them into the pitcher one by one. With each pebble the water rose a little higher until at last it was near enough so he could drink.
_In a pinch a good use of our wits may help us out._
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