A Traveler had hired an Ass to carry him to a distant part of the country. Then handing the bundle to each of his Sons in turn he told them to try to break it. I dislike causing sorrow to anybody, and I am sure I can soon gnaw this string to pieces. But after the wedding, when the Kite flew away to find something to eat for his bride, all he had when he returned, was a tiny Mouse. The poor Miller now set out sadly for home. But the Reeds bowed low in the wind and sang a sad and mournful song. The Kid shivered as he thought of the terrible Wolf. I know it will make you sing like Apollo himself. You are a Bird, he said, and I am going to eat you! If you had as much sense as you have beard, old fellow, he said as he ran, you would have been more cautious about finding a way to get out again before you jumped in.
Ability proves itself by deeds.