A Lion lay asleep in the forest, his great head resting on his paws.
A timid little Mouse came upon him unexpectedly, and in her fright
and haste to get away, ran across the Lion's nose. Roused from his
nap, the Lion laid his huge paw angrily on the tiny creature to kill
her. Spare me! begged the poor Mouse.Please let me go and some day I
will surely repay you. The Lion was much amused to think that a
Mouse could ever help him. But he was generous and finally let the
Mouse go. Some days later, while stalking his prey in the forest,
the Lion was caught in the toils of a hunter's net. Unable to free
himself, he filled the forest with his angry roaring. The Mouse knew
the voice and quickly found the Lion struggling in the net. Running
to one of the great ropes that bound him, she gnawed it until it
parted, and soon the Lion was free.
"You laughed when I said I would repay you," said the Mouse. "Now
you see that even a Mouse can help a Lion."
A kindness is never wasted.
There was once a little Kid whose growing horns made him think he
was a grown-up Billy Goat and able to take care of himself. So one
evening when the flock started home from the pasture and his mother
called, the Kid paid no heed and kept right on nibbling the tender
grass. A little later when he lifted his head, the flock was
gone.
He was all alone. The sun was sinking. Long shadows came creeping
over the ground. A chilly little wind came creeping with them making
scary noises in the grass. The Kid shivered as he thought of the
terrible Wolf. Then he started wildly over the field, bleating for
his mother. But not half-way, near a clump of trees, there was the
Wolf!
The Kid knew there was little hope for him.
"Please, Mr. Wolf," he said trembling, "I know you are going to eat
me. But first please pipe me a tune, for I want to dance and be
merry as long as I can."
The Wolf liked the idea of a little music before eating, so he
struck up a merry tune and the Kid leaped and frisked gaily.
Meanwhile, the flock was moving slowly homeward. In the still
evening air the Wolf's piping carried far. The Shepherd Dogs pricked
up their ears. They recognized the song the Wolf sings before a
feast, and in a moment they were racing back to the pasture. The
Wolf's song ended suddenly, and as he ran, with the Dogs at his
heels, he called himself a fool for turning piper to please a Kid,
when he should have stuck to his butcher's trade.
Do not let anything turn you from your purpose.
A Bat blundered into the nest of a Weasel, who ran up to catch and
eat him. The Bat begged for his life, but the Weasel would not
listen.
"You are a Mouse," he said, "and I am a sworn enemy of Mice. Every
Mouse I catch, I am going to eat!"
"But I am not a Mouse!" cried the Bat. "Look at my wings. Can Mice
fly? Why, I am only a Bird! Please let me go!"
The Weasel had to admit that the Bat was not a Mouse, so he let him
go. But a few days later, the foolish Bat went blindly into the nest
of another Weasel. This Weasel happened to be a bitter enemy of
Birds, and he soon had the Bat under his claws, ready to eat him.
"You are a Bird," he said, "and I am going to eat you!"
"What," cried the Bat, "I, a Bird! Why, all Birds have feathers! I
am nothing but a Mouse. 'Down with all Cats,' is my motto!"
And so the Bat escaped with his life a second time.
Set your sails with the wind.