A Bull once escaped from a Lion by entering a cave which the Goatherds used to house their flocks in stormy weather and at night. When the Miser discovered his loss, he was overcome with grief and despair. Yes, replied the Tortoise, and I get there sooner than you think. That evening the Wolf entered the fold with the flock. No, no, replied the other angrily. I found it and I am going to keep it. Well, retorted the Cat, I admit I know one trick only, but that one, let me tell you, is worth a thousand of yours! What! All the Mice were much surprised that they had not thought of such a plan before. Son, said the Boy's mother, when she had comforted him, the next time you come near a Nettle, grasp it firmly, and it will be as soft as silk.
Take warning from the misfortunes of others.