The Fox one day thought of a plan to amuse himself at the expense of the Stork, at whose odd appearance he was always laughing. A wise old Cat heard the dispute and offered to settle it. Then, toward nightfall, he heard the Mother's voice again as she sat down near the window to sing and rock her baby to sleep. There he stood, unwilling to give up a single filbert and yet unable to get them all out at once. Just then the Ass kicked out with all his might, tumbling the Wolf a dozen paces away. The Cock that had won the battle flew to the top of the hen-house, and, proudly flapping his wings, crowed with all his might to tell the world about his victory. But the corn was tempting and the Mouse was determined to get in. If you had as much sense as you have beard, old fellow, he said as he ran, you would have been more cautious about finding a way to get out again before you jumped in.
Better to bear a lesser evil than to risk a greater in removing it.