A Boy, stung by a Nettle, ran home crying, to get his mother to blow on the hurt and kiss it. Surprised but delighted at the prospect of so delicious a meal, the Wolf settled down under an open window, expecting every moment to have the child handed out to him. It was late in the day and the Woodman was tired. Seeing the body of the Mouse floating on the water, the Hawk swooped down, seized the Mouse and carried it off, with the Frog dangling from its leg. No need to search any farther, thought sly Master Fox. But keep quiet or you will be sorry. Then they wept and wailed and called on Mercury to help them. No, no, replied the other, You would not say 'we' before, so now stick to your 'I'. Say 'I am lost.
We cannot expect any one to share our misfortunes unless we are willing to share our good fortune also.