IN THE old days, Terrapin had a fine whistle and Partridge had none. Terrapin whistled constantly. He was always boasting of his fine whistle.
One day Partridge said, “Let me try your whistle.”
Terrapin said, “No.” He was afraid Partridge would try some trick.
Partridge said, “Oh, if you are afraid, stay right here while I use it.”
So Terrapin gave it to him. Partridge strutted around, whistling constantly.
He said, “How does it sound with me?”
“You do it very well,” said Terrapin, walking by his side.
“Now how do you like it?” asked Partridge, running ahead.
“It’s fine,” said Terrapin, trying to keep up with him. “But don’t run so fast!”
“How do you like it now?” asked Partridge, spreading his wings and flying to a tree top. Terrapin could only look up at him.