An Ass was being driven along a road leading down the mountain side, when he suddenly took it into his silly head to choose his own path. The Tortoise was very glad indeed. He dressed himself in it, and amused himself by hiding in a thicket and rushing out suddenly at the animals who passed that way. These he placed steaming hot on the table, and the comrades sat down very cheerfully to enjoy the meal. The Frog had a plan. A few days later, the wheat was so ripe, that when the wind shook the stalks, a hail of wheat grains came rustling down on the young Larks' heads. The happy Woodman returned to his home with his treasures, and soon the story of his good fortune was known to everybody in the village. At last one day they flew up to fight it out, beak and claw. She wanted very much to be called Queen of Birds. But the little Frogs all declared that the monster was much, much bigger and the old Frog kept puffing herself out more and more until, all at once, she burst.
Wicked deeds will not stay hid.