Fable #67

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An Eagle sat high in the branches of a great Oak. Then they wept and wailed and called on Mercury to help them. How to get them was the question. So he left his home in the woods and fields and flew down to live on the lakes and in the marshes. Just as he was about to leap over, his master caught him by the tail and tried to pull him back, but the stubborn Ass would not yield and pulled with all his might. When at last he had succeeded, he gorged himself to bursting. In the still evening air the Wolf's piping carried far. And away ran the Wolf to the woods.

The strong are apt to settle questions to their own advantage.