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. But the Hare slept on very peacefully; and when at last he did wake up, the Tortoise was near the goal. It is said the quarrel grew out of the persecution the race of Geese suffered at the teeth of the Fox family. As you can imagine, there was quite a laugh when the Animals saw the ugly flat-nosed, hairless, pop-eyed little creature. He had tried to attack them several times, but they had kept together, and helped each other to drive him off. Off he started on a run. Wait, cried the Cock. Now that I think of it, I have a wonderful wine here, sent me from Olympus, of which I am told Apollo drinks before he sings to the high gods. He had no chance to bite the watchful Countryman. Wolf!, But though the Villagers heard the cry, they did not run to help him as they had before. He would not honor the fool with even so much as a stroke of his claws.
The useful is of much more importance and value, than the ornamental.