The North Wind and the Sun had a quarrel about which of them was the stronger. The Bear lost his temper in an instant, and sprang upon the log tooth and claw, to destroy the nest. The wise old Owl knew quite well that it would do no good to argue with the Grasshopper, nor with anybody else for that matter. Mother Mole saw she would have to get such conceit out of his head. The Country Mouse stopped in the Town Mouse's den only long enough to pick up her carpet bag and umbrella. But he immediately wrapped it closely around him, and the harder the Wind blew, the tighter he held it to him. But he spoke in an absent way, and stretching up on tiptoes, seemed to be looking at something afar off. So she asked him if he knew someone who would answer for him. Your feathers may do very well in spring, replied the Crow, but I don't remember ever having seen you around in winter, and that's when I enjoy myself most.
There's a time for work and a time for play