Some Boys were playing one day at the edge of a pond in which lived a family of Frogs. He was very faithful to his duty, though the smell of the good things in the basket tempted him. The Eagle's grief and anger knew no bounds, but who had done the cruel deed she did not know. But it was hard for him to live alone, and at last he thought of a plan that would perhaps help him out of his trouble. He had just strength enough to gather some food and find a quiet clearing in the woods, where he lay down to wait until his strength should return. I was strolling along very peaceably when, just as I turned the corner into the next yard, I saw two strange creatures. Both Travelers rushed to the beach, but there they found nothing but a water-soaked log.
Everything is fair in love.