"I am very sorry, but you had better keep out of my way."
"You think to overtake me? What foolishness! I run like the wind."
"We will run," said the stone.
The fox darted away like an arrow. The stone began to roll, and then to jump and to jump, until it wounded to death its rival just as he was arriving at the foot of the hill.
THE REWARD OF A DESIRE FOR VAIN DISPLAY.
A panther met a fox wearing a crown tuft.
"What a beautiful ornament you wear! How did you make it?" said the panther.
"Very easily," said the fox. "I cut open the head with a flint, and then introduced into the wound the beautiful plumes of an ostrich."
"How admirable! I wish to go through the same process. Would you take the trouble to do it for me?"