Fable #670

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A poor Woodman was cutting down a tree near the edge of a deep pool in the forest. But much to the Satyr's surprise, the Man began to blow into his bowl of porridge. Running to one of the great ropes that bound him, she gnawed it until it parted, and soon the Lion was free. One day the Wolf ran down a Stag and immediately called his comrades to divide the spoil. One set her foot on the log. The other did likewise. What a charming creature she is! said the Fox. How her feathers shine! What a beautiful form and what splendid wings! Of course, they were all hungry, and helped themselves freely to the Stag's food; and as you would expect, the Stag soon starved to death.

Behavior that is regarded as agreeable in one is very rude and impertinent in another.