An Eagle sat high in the branches of a great Oak. 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. The Beasts, too, had cause for fight. The hungry but unsuspecting Fox, went around the tree as he was told, and in a twinkling the Dog had seized him.
Two sureties are better than one.