“Why does no one play with me, while every one plays with you?” asked a cross boy, one day, of his brother.
“Because I give up to my playfellows, and you beat and abuse them.”
THE QUARREL AMONG THE BEASTS.
One day the Lion and Tiger fell out. The other beasts stood at a distance, in affright, to see the quarrel between the king of beasts and the mighty Tiger. As for the Fox he got as far out of the way as ever he could. But a poor foolish little Fawn, that was always running away from its mother’s side, said, “I will make them friends again;” and wanted to run up to them.
“You had better stay where you are, my young friend,” said Reynard.