There was once a Countryman who possessed the most wonderful Goose you can imagine, for every day when he visited the nest, the Goose had laid a beautiful, glittering, golden egg. For the moment he forgot just where he was. He wanted to see the world too, and there he was with a house on his back and little short legs that could hardly drag him along. At last they paid no attention whatever to the Farmer. When the work of plowing was done, they patiently watched him sow the seed. You should have seen him, On top of his head and in front of his neck hung pieces of raw red meat. The Ass did not dislike being carried, but so many people came up to point at him and laugh and shout, that he began to kick and bray, and then, just as they were crossing a bridge, the ropes that held him gave way, and down he tumbled into the river. It is clear, said the Judge, who made the comb and who could not have made it. Have you heard the wonderful news? cried the Fox in a very joyful and excited manner. When you are up there it is the roof that's talking, not you.
The man who talks for both sides is not to be trusted by either.