As soon as the Crow had made her bill nice and sharp she returned from the stone, and looked about for the Frog. Not finding him where she had left him she hopped to the edge of the well and peeped over, craning her head from side to side. Presently she spied the Frog in the water, and called out to him:
“Oh, Brother Frog, I was afraid you were lost. My [[50]]bill is quite nice and sharp now, so come along up and be eaten.”
“I am so sorry, Sister Crow,” replied the Frog, “but the fact is, I cannot get up the sides of this well. The best thing would be for you to come down here to eat me.”
And so saying he dived to the bottom of the well. [[51]]
STORY No. IX.
THE HARE AND THE LIONS.
Once upon a time there lived a Lion and a Lioness who inhabited a den amongst some rocks on the slopes of a mountain. They were both very fine, well-grown animals, and they used to prey upon all the smaller beasts in that part of the country; until at last they became so powerful that no other animal was safe from their clutches, and the wild beasts of the neighbourhood lived in a continual state of terror.
It chanced one day that while the Lion was hunting for something to eat, he came across a Hare sleeping behind a boulder; and seizing the Hare in his great paws he was just about to devour him, when the Hare spoke as follows:
“Oh! Uncle Lion,” said he, “before eating me I just want to tell you about another animal who lives in that pond down there in the valley. He is very big and fierce, and I think he must be even stronger than you are. But if you will allow me to do so I will show you where he lives, and if you can succeed in killing him he will make a very much better meal for you than a poor little beast like me.”