Fable #588

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A Giant Oak stood near a brook in which grew some slender Reeds. The grapes seemed ready to burst with juice, and the Fox's mouth watered as he gazed longingly at them. 'Down with all Cats,' is my motto! Then he heard the Mother's voice say: Hush, child, hush! What news?, asked the Cock very calmly. But he had a queer, fluttery feeling inside him. The Bees were just as sure that the treasure was theirs. But the Dolphins took the shipwrecked people on their backs and swam with them to shore. Every Mouse I catch, I am going to eat! There was much fluttering and trying out of wings that afternoon, and at sunrise next day, when the Farmer and his son cut down the grain, they found an empty nest.

The weak are made to suffer for the misdeeds of the powerful.