In a spell of dry weather, when the Birds could find very little to drink, a thirsty Crow found a pitcher with a little water in it. As they pulled him out of the mud, one of them said: You pretend to read the future in the stars, and yet you fail to see what is at your feet! Soon a little Lamb was following him about and was quickly led away to slaughter. Take me, said the Kite; I am very strong, stronger even than you! The two fought furiously for the prize until they had received so many wounds that both sank down unable to continue the battle. Buy! screamed the Miser angrily. Then he picked up a stone and threw it, breaking the Goat's horn. Proudly she presented her baby among the other contestants. Though Jupiter may not give him the prize, I know that he is the prettiest, the sweetest, the dearest darling in the world.
The same measures will not suit all circumstances.