A Dog, to whom the butcher had thrown a bone, was hurrying home with his prize as fast as he could go. What a crime, cried one, to load up a poor dumb beast like that! I move that the Bees and the Wasps be both instructed to build a honey comb. It must have been true, for the Bear snuffed at the Man's head awhile, and then, seeming to be satisfied that he was dead, walked away. You deserve to be punished severely for your rashness!, But, your highness, replied the trembling Lamb, do not be angry! That is some fisherman's skiff, with the day's catch of savoury fish. I did not even know you were there.
Do not try to ape your betters.