A Lion had been watching three Bullocks feeding in an open field. This Weasel happened to be a bitter enemy of Birds, and he soon had the Bat under his claws, ready to eat him. But it was served in a tall jar with a very narrow neck. As he stood wringing his hands and weeping, the god Mercury suddenly appeared and asked what the trouble was. If that Lion had been alive, he said, it would have been a very different story. What is it?, he asked very respectfully, that has given you such beautiful voices? We are very well, thank you, and more so, if you only keep away from here.
Do not play tricks on your neighbors unless you can stand the same treatment yourself.