A pair of Oxen were drawing a heavily loaded wagon along a miry country road. My sons, he said, heed what I have to say to you. But the Cat, who was still hungry for Mice, knew more tricks than one. I am sure he was just about to speak to me when the monster I have told you about let out a screaming yell, and I ran for my life. But the porter was a huge Dog whom the Wolf knew by painful experience to be very unkind toward wolves. It is a chest of gold lost from some wreck, they cried. Chickens and Geese fell by the score--and the victor always stopped for a feast. When a man decides to do his own work and not depend on any one else, then you may be sure there will be no more delay. No doubt he was hungry, but that was not an excuse for stealing. He will certainly make out that my ears are horns, no matter what I say.
It is wiser to bear a single injury in silence than to provoke thousand by flying into a rage.