Fable #781

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One day, a long time ago, an old Miller and his Son were on their way to market with an Ass which they hoped to sell. Your gold!, There in that hole? Here is a dainty bite for my breakfast. One day he met a pair of Ducks and told them all his trouble. Yes, yes, replied the Monkey.Indeed, I do. I am with him constantly. Constancy! laughed the Butterfly. I had no sooner left you than I saw Zephyr kissing you. The poor Jackdaw returned sadly to his former companions. To find the thief I offered to sacrifice a fat Calf. Far into the sky he soared trying to shake off his enemy. And when the farmer put his shoulder to the wheel and urged on the horses, the wagon moved very readily, and soon the Farmer was riding along in great content and with a good lesson learned.

When the great fall out, the weak must suffer for it.