Early one morning a hungry Wolf was prowling around a cottage at the edge of a village, when he heard a child crying in the house. He was very faithful to his duty, though the smell of the good things in the basket tempted him. The Eagle's grief and anger knew no bounds, but who had done the cruel deed she did not know. But it was hard for him to live alone, and at last he thought of a plan that would perhaps help him out of his trouble. He had just strength enough to gather some food and find a quiet clearing in the woods, where he lay down to wait until his strength should return. I was strolling along very peaceably when, just as I turned the corner into the next yard, I saw two strange creatures. It bears no fruit whatever, and only serves to litter the ground with leaves. when a starving Grasshopper, his fiddle under his arm, came up and humbly begged for a bite to eat. The second time the Fox saw the Lion he stopped behind a tree to look at him a moment before slinking away. Pray tell me, how do your visitors find their way out again?
The wise do not let themselves be tricked a second time.