Fable
The Wolf and The Lamb
A stray Lamb stood drinking early one morning
on the bank of a woodland stream. That very same morning a hungry Wolf came by
farther up the stream, hunting for something to eat. He soon got his eyes on
the Lamb. As a rule Mr. Wolf snapped up such delicious morsels without making
any bones about it, but this Lamb looked so very helpless and innocent that the
Wolf felt he ought to have some kind of an excuse for taking its life.
"How
dare you paddle around in my stream and stir up all the mud!" he shouted
fiercely. "You deserve to be punished severely for your rashness!"
"But,
your highness," replied the trembling Lamb, "do not be angry! I cannot
possibly muddy the water you are drinking up there. Remember, you are upstream
and I am downstream."
"You
do muddy it!" retorted the Wolf savagely. "And besides, I have heard
that you told lies about me last year!" "How could I have done
so?" pleaded the Lamb. "I wasn't born until this year."
"If
it wasn't you, it was your brother!"
"I
have no brothers."
"Well,
then," snarled the Wolf, "It was someone in your family anyway. But
no matter who it was, I do not intend to be talked out of my breakfast."
And
without more words the Wolf seized the poor Lamb and carried her off to the
forest.
Moral
- The tyrant can always find an excuse for his tyranny.
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