Fable
The Man and The Satyr
A long time ago a Man met a Satyr in the
forest and succeeded in making friends with him. The two soon became the best
of comrades, living together in the Man's hut. But one cold winter evening, as
they were walking homeward, the Satyr saw the Man blow on his fingers.
"Why
do you do that?" asked the Satyr.
"To
warm my hands," the Man replied.
When
they reached home the Man prepared two bowls of porridge. These he placed
steaming hot on the table, and the comrades sat down very cheerfully to enjoy
the meal. But much to the Satyr's surprise, the Man began to blow into his bowl
of porridge.
"Why
do you do that?" he asked.
"To
cool my porridge," replied the Man.
The
Satyr sprang hurriedly to his feet and made for the door.
"Goodbye,"
he said, "I've seen enough. A fellow that blows hot and cold in the same
breath cannot be friends with me!"
Moral
–
The man who talks for both sides is not to be trusted by either.
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