An Ass was feeding in a pasture near a wood when he saw a Wolf lurking in the shadows along the hedge. Why do you do that? asked the Satyr. Thus it happened that the axe slipped and flew out of his hands into the pool. The Lion felt a flash of anger. The Ants shrugged their shoulders in disgust. Making music, were you? they cried. Now the Fox made as if to climb a tree, now he fell over and lay still, playing dead, and the next instant he was hopping on all fours, his back in the air, and his bushy tail shaking so that it seemed to throw out silver sparks in the moonlight. But before starting out he made a vow to Jupiter that if he would help him find the thief he would offer a fat Calf as a sacrifice. The Sun's rays grew warmer and warmer. Then the Stag perceived that the legs of which he was so ashamed would have saved him had it not been for the useless ornaments on his head.
Industry is itself a treasure.