A poor Woodman was cutting down a tree near the edge of a deep pool in the forest. How now!, cried Jupiter Are you not yet content? But the party ended dismally with all the birds entangled in the meshes of the Farmer's net. They hurried out into the woods, one here, one there, and hiding their axes in the bushes, pretended they had lost them. His teeth were worn away. Now the master came in, and away scampered the rascals, Mistress Cat with a burnt paw and no chestnuts. Do you ever get anywhere? he asked with a mocking laugh. I belong to the Stork family who you know are honest and birds of good character. When the case came up again, both sides had a large number of witnesses. As for the Cat, he eats us. So be thankful, my child, that you escaped with your life, and, as long as you live, never judge people by their looks.
In unity is strength.