Part 8 (2/2)
The Eagle gravely answered that he did not wish to make an invidious distinction by deciding to the advantage of either party, but would give them a rule by which they might determine between themselves; ”for,” added he, ”the greater fool of the two shall in future always take precedence, but which of you it may be, yourselves must settle.”
The Boy and the Filberts
A Boy once thrust his hand into a pitcher which was full of figs and filberts.
He grasped as many as his fist could possibly hold, but when he tried to draw it out the narrowness of the neck prevented him.
Not liking to lose any of them, but unwilling to draw out his hand, he burst into tears and bitterly bemoaned his hard fortune.
An honest fellow who stood by gave him this wise and reasonable advice: ”Take only half as many, my boy, and you will easily get them.”
The Pa.s.senger and the Pilot
In a violent storm at sea, the whole crew of a vessel was in imminent danger of s.h.i.+pwreck.
After the rolling of the waves was somewhat abated, a certain Pa.s.senger, who had never been at sea before, observing the Pilot to have appeared wholly unconcerned, even in their greatest danger, had the curiosity to ask him what death his father died.
”What death?” said the Pilot, ”Why, he perished at sea, as my grandfather did before him.”
”And are you not afraid of trusting yourself to an element that has proved thus fatal to your family?”
”Afraid? By no means; why, we must all die; is not your father dead?”
”Yes, but he died in his bed.”
”And why, then, are you not afraid of trusting yourself to your bed?”
”Because I am perfectly secure there.”
”It may be so,” replied the Pilot; ”but if the hand of Providence is equally extended over all places, there is no more reason for me to be afraid of going to sea than for you to be afraid of going to bed.”
The Dog and the Crocodile
A Dog, running along the banks of the Nile, grew thirsty, but fearing to be seized by the monsters of that river, he would not stop to satiate his drought, but lapped as he ran.
A Crocodile, raising his head above the surface of the water, asked him why he was in such a hurry. He had often, he said, wished for his acquaintance, and should be glad to embrace the present opportunity.
”You do me great honour,” said the Dog, ”but it is to avoid such companions as you that I am in so much haste!”
A Matter of Arbitration
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