A Fox was caught in a trap one fine morning, because he had got too near the Farmer's hen house. One warm summer afternoon as she dozed away in her den in the old oak tree, a Grasshopper nearby began a joyous but very raspy song. Indeed he became about three times as big around the middle as he was when he went in. Very well, said his master, go your way, you willful beast, and see where it leads you. If it were not for those Dogs who are always stirring up trouble, I am sure we should get along beautifully. Wolf!, As he expected, the Villagers who heard the cry dropped their work and ran in great excitement to the pasture. Why, I am only a Bird! They soon made him feel so ridiculous that he dropped the basket and seized a large piece of roast meat intended for his master's dinner. The Farmer, of course, knew the Cranes and their ways. But if you should ask him, he would say he is an Eagle.
Industry is itself a treasure.