A Gnat flew over the meadow with much buzzing for so small a creature and settled on the tip of one of the horns of a Bull. He dressed himself in it, and amused himself by hiding in a thicket and rushing out suddenly at the animals who passed that way. These he placed steaming hot on the table, and the comrades sat down very cheerfully to enjoy the meal. The Frog had a plan. A few days later, the wheat was so ripe, that when the wind shook the stalks, a hail of wheat grains came rustling down on the young Larks' heads. The happy Woodman returned to his home with his treasures, and soon the story of his good fortune was known to everybody in the village. At last one day they flew up to fight it out, beak and claw. She wanted very much to be called Queen of Birds. The farmer climbed down from his seat and stood beside the wagon looking at it but without making the least effort to get it out of the rut. But just as he cast the stone, the Ant stung him in the heel, so that the pain made him miss his aim, and the startled Dove flew to safety in a distant wood.
Wicked deeds will not stay hid.