A Boy, stung by a Nettle, ran home crying, to get his mother to blow on the hurt and kiss it. The man took off his cap and mopped his brow. But come, I know a good place to hide till he is gone. Why, I know a whole sackful of tricks! How could I have done so?, pleaded the Lamb But before he could untie the reed that bound him to the dead Mouse, a Hawk came sailing over the pond. Then one day all the Dogs in the neighborhood got together and met him on his way with the basket. After much pretty love-making and many whispered vows of constancy, the Butterfly took a tender leave of his sweetheart. Both Travelers rushed to the beach, but there they found nothing but a water-soaked log.
The loud-mouthed boaster does not impress nor frighten those who know him.