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BY 


MARY     BOYLE. 


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1890. 

LOV-CDO&C  ' 

Field  &  Tuer,  The  Leadenhall  'Press,  8.  C. 

Simpkin,  oMar  shall,  Hamilton,  Kent  &  Co.,  Ltd : 

5\>a>  York;.   Scribner  &  Welford,  "743  &  74s,  'Broadway. 


The  Leadenhall  Press, 

London,  E.C. 

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Old  cuts  are  here  wedded  to  Fables  new. 
'But  I'd  skit)  the  oMorals  if  I  were  you. 


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COT^TEC^TS. 


I. 

Courtship 

II. 

The  Taming  of  the  Shrew  - 

III. 

Unity  is  Strength 

IV. 

The  Kennel  in  Council 

V. 

The  Simple  Stork 

VI. 

The  Quarrel 

VII. 

Self- Esteem 

VIII. 

Rival  Songsters 

IX. 

Cruelty  Requited 

X. 

Foiled 

XI. 

The  Sly  Stag    - 

XII. 

Children,  Obey  your  Parents 

XIII. 

The  Victor  Spurned 

XIV. 

An  Accommodating  Defendant 

XV. 

Genius  - 

XVI. 

Simplicity  Victorious 

XVII. 

The  Duel 

XVIII. 

Gossip          ... 

XIX. 

Gardening  Extraordinary 

XX. 

Conceit        ... 

XXI. 

Plain  Speaking - 

XXII. 

Billy  and  Bully 

XXIII. 

Least  Said,  Soonest  Mended 

XXIV. 

Masher  Bunnie 

XXV. 

Duped  - 

XXVI. 

Crossed       ... 

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xxvii.  The  Old  Spider  and  a  New  Fly 

xxvill.  Caught  in  his  Own  Net 

xxix.  Bitter  Honey    - 

XXX.  Diamond  Cut  Diamond 

xxxi.  Conflicting  Statements  - 

XXXII.  Confirmed  by  Taste 

xxxin.  Prejudice  - 

xxxiv.  Dissatisfied  Madam 

xxxv.  Terpsichorean  Art         - 

xxxvi.  The  Iquisitive  Shepherd     - 

XXXVII.  Piscatory  Greatness       » 

XXXVIII.  Pride  Goes  Before  a  Fall     - 

xxxix.  The  Wrong  Word         • 

XL.  Wide  Awake  Crcesus 

XLI.  Master  Cubby  • 

XLII.  Professional  * 

XLIII.  A  Vacancy  Occurs         ... 

XLIV.  Curiosity  and  Danger  go  Hand  in  Hand 

XLV.  The  Pseudo  Mariner     - 

XLVI.  The  Ungrateful  Cur 
XLVII.     Mr.  and  Mrs.  Crow      -  -  - 

XLVIII.  Infra.  Dig   - 

XL1X.  A  Delicate  Question      - 

L.  The  Fir  Tree  ... 

Li.  The  Echo  .... 

L1I.  Tit  for  Tat  - 

LI II.  Fine  Words  versus  Kind  Actions 

LIV.  Brotherly  Love        • 

LV.  A  Cool  Reminder 


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^Esop  Redivivus. 


i. 


Courtship. 


"\\77HAT,  you  here  again,"  said  a  Milk-maid 


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to  her  Lover,  "  I  told  you  last  Spring 


I'd  have  None  of  you." 

"  Since  then  my  Uncle  is  Dead.     Now  I  am 
Wealthy.     I  can  offer  you  Riches  such  as  you 


2  jEsop  rR^divivus. 

'  never  Saw  or  even  Dreamt  of.  I'm  the  most 
Flourishing  Shepherd  in  the  Kingdom.  Your 
last  year's  Excuse  doesn't  hold  Good  now.  If 
you  Refused  me  because  I  was  Poor,  I  come 
back  to  you  Rich." 

"  What  did  I  give  you  last  Spring  ? "  she  asked. 

"  The  Mitten,"  he  answered. 

"  Then  be  Off  with  you,  and  if  Ever  you  come 
Bothering  me  again  like  This,  I'll  meet  you  with 
the  Gloves." 

The  Shepherd  went  Home  and  took  Lessons 
in  Boxing.  A  year  later  he  Called  on  his  Old 
Love. 

"Well,"  he  said,  "here  I  am.  Shall  we 
Have  it  Out  now  or  a  little  Later  On  ?" 

"  No  time  like  the  Present,"  said  the  Maiden, 
coyly,  and  after  a  Tough  Scuffle  they  Closed. 

"  Quarter  !  "  said  the  Maiden,  after  a  while. 

"  Not  a  Bit  of  it,"  said  the  Shepherd. 

"  Hold  !  "  cried  the  Girl  in  Despair. 

"  Do  you  Give  In  ?  " 

"Yes." 

"  And  will  you  Marry  me?" 

"  Yes,  if  you  will  but  Desist." 


sEsop  T^edivivus.  3 

"  There's  nothing  like  Humouring  aWoman," 
said  the  Philosophic  Shepherd,  as  he  gave  his 
Love  a  Parting  Salute. 

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jdEsop  T{edivivus. 


11. 

The  Taming  of  the  Shrew. 

"  HPHE  fact  is,  sir,"  said  a  little  ChurchoMouse 
to  his  Father-in- Law,   "  if  you  don't 
make  your  'Daughter  keep  a  Civil  Tongue  in 
her  head,  I  shall  run  away  and  Leave  her." 

"You  had  plenty  of  time  to  Judge  of  her 
character  Before  you  Married,"  said  the  Father, 
coolly.  M  If  I  remember  aright,  you  Favoured 
us  with  your  company  Pretty  Often  before  my 
'Daughter  became  your  Wife — especially  at 
Meals,"  he  added  in  an  undertone. 


udEsop  %edivivus.  5 

"I  don't  deny  it,"  said  the  Complainant,  "but 
that  doesn't  prove  she  isn't  a  Vixen  now.  She 
was  Civil  Enough  to  me  in  those  days." 

"  That's  a  Way  they've  Got,"  agreed  the 
Father,  who  was  a  well-to-do  farm-yard  dMouse, 
and  had  been  Married  thrice. 

"  But  what  would  you  advise  ? " 

"  Give  her  a  Good  Shaking." 

"I  can't,"  confessed  the  Church  dMouse,  "it's 
against  our  Rules  you  know,  and  if  I  would,  I 
couldn't,  for  she's  Ever  so  Much  bigger  and 
stronger  than  I." 

Here  the  old  dMouse  laughed  at  the  Rueful 
Face  of  his  Son-in-Law.  "  Well,  it's  very 
Disgraceful,"  he  said  at  length,  "  especially  as 
you  are  Church  people." 

Then  a  cBaby-dMouse  began  to  cry,  and  the 
Father -in- Law  went  off  to  Hush  its  Sobs. 

Instead  of  going  home  the  Vixen's  Husband 
Walked  About  till  he  was  tired,  and  then  sat 
Down  under  an  Old  Willow-tree,  the  better  to 
Reflect  on  his  grievances. 

"  She'll  be  Killing  me  some-day,"  he  said  to 
himself,  "  and  then  there  will  be  an  End  of  it. 
Oh,  dear  me,  I  wish  I  were  a  bachelor  !  " 


6  u?£sop  %edivivus. 

1  Several  qM ice  passed  by,  but  none  Perceived 
him.  At  last  he  Saw  his  Wife  coming.  It  was 
growing  dark,  but  there  was  no  Mistaking  her, 
and  what  a  Rage  she  appeared  to  be  in  to  be 
sure.  Wasn't  he  Glad  to  be  safe  under  that 
Willow-tree  ! 

Just  as  she  came  to  the  End  of  the  Walk,  a 
pugnacious  looking  oMouse  met  her.  He  had 
Come  Down  by  the  opposite  Path. 

Now  in  the  gathering  gloom,  oMrs.  Church 
oMouse  thought  it  was  her  Beloved  Spouse,  so 
she  flew  at  him,  scratched  him,  and  Banged 
him  Right  and  Left  before  he  knew  where 
he  was.  The  stranger  had  been  Taken  by 
Surprise,  but  quickly  recovered,  and  shaking 
himself  free  from  the  enraged  female,  he  Fell 
To,  and  gave  her  ladyship  an  Awful  Trouncing: 
you  should  have  Heard  her  Squeal,  and  Beg  for 
Mercv  ! 

"You'll  scratch  me  Again  like  that,  won't 
you?"  bang!  bang!  bang!  "And  you'll  Help 
yourself  to  my  Fur,  won't  you  ?  "  bang  !  bang  ! 
bang  ! 

More  dead  than  alive  oMrs.  Church  oMouse 
at  length  Made  her  Escape.    Then  oMr.  Church 


sEsop  H{edivivus.  7 

oMoiise  came  from  under  the  Willow-tree  and, 
with  his  Nose  in  the  Air,  walked  home  with 
Swaggering  Gait.     A  Hero  indeed  was  he  ! 

"  I've  often  Given  you  Warning,"  he  said,  on 
entering  their  abode.  "Now  you've  Got  what 
you  Deserved.  Don't  let  me  have  Any  More 
of  your  tantrums,  ma'am,  or  I  shall  have  to 
Repeat  the  Dose." 

11  Please  don't,"  said  his  Wife,  who  was  in  a 
corner  Bathing  her  throbbing  head.  "  Please 
don't.  And  I'll  Never  say  another  Angry 
Word  to  you  so  long  as  I  live." 

And  he  didn't. 

And  she  Never  did. 

£MO%qAL. 
%  coSBaro'e  weapon  is  an  aSuefoe  tonqut. 


sEsop  Tiedivivus. 


111. 

Unity  is  Strength. 

11  T  'M  as  good  as  you,"  said  the  ^Pen  to  the  Ink. 

1  "  Perhaps  better,"  answered  the  Ink, 
Wrathfully. 

"  I  do  all  the  Work,"  said  the  Ten. 

"And  can  make  an  Impression,  can't  you  ?" 

"  No,"  spluttered  the  Ink,  smarting  under 
the  Bitter  Sarcasm,  "I  have  to  drag  you  About 
with  me  to  do  that." 

"  You  are  a  Conceited  Upstart,"  sneered 
the  Ink. 


^Esop  TSgdivivus.  9 

"  All  the  same,  you  are  Glad  enough  to  Flow 
to  my  delicate  nib." 

M  It  seems  to  me  that,  in  the  interest  of  Both 
of  us,  'twere  better  that  this  Vexed  Question 
should  be  settled." 

"  Writer"  screamed  the  Ink  above  his  liquid, 
"  Writer,  which  does  the  Most  work,  the  'Pen 

For  a  moment  the  writer  Considered.  Then 
he  said,  "  When  both  of  you  have  Answered 
the  Question  I  am  about  to  put,  I  will  Answer 
Yours.  What  would  Either  of  you  do  With- 
out dMet" 

"  Oh  ! "  said  the  'Pen,  "  I  Never  thought  of 
That." 

"  Ah  !"  mused  the  'Pen,  "  I  Never  looked  at 
it  in  that  light." 

"No,  said  the  writer  thoughtfully,  "You 
were  so  Wrapt  Up  in  self  that  you  Failed  to 
Recognise  the  claims  of  other  people.  Rowers 
in  the  same  Craft,  had  better  Pull  Together  ii 
they  Fain  would  reach  the  Shore." 

tMOTiQAL. 
§ktt\\t  t0  a  coneunting  ftre, 
(gnfc  fof%  fane  tU  Paine, 


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sEsop  T^edivivus. 


IV. 

The  Kennel  in  Council. 

"  YV7ELL,  to  be  sure,"  said  the  C^Qew/ound- 

*  *  /and,  "  the  Expected  Spaniel  has 
arrived,  only  instead  of  One  Spaniel  there 
are  Two." 

"Captain  Gun  has  but  One  Spaniel"  re- 
marked a  'Pug. 

"True,"  answered  the  ^Newfoundland"  and 
how  are  we  to  Decide  as  to  the  Impostor  f  " 

"  That  the  Impostor  will  do  for  us,"  said  the 
blind  Collie,  who  was  an  Oracle,  "Meanwhile, 
I  will  Listen." 


s£sop  T^edivivus.  n 

In  stepped  the  Two  Claimants,  both  well-bred 
dogs,  apparently  not  a  Pin  to  Choose  between 
them. 

"We  are  very  Pleased  to  see  you,"  was  the 
C^Qewfoundland's  greeting. 

One  Spaniel  gave  a  Condescending  Sniff. 

"Thank  you,"  said  the  Other  dog,  quietly. 
After  that  the  Collie  and  the  ^Newfoundland 
Talked  Together.  The  Collie  waxed  warm  in 
his  Denunciation  of  one  of  the  dogs. 

"  Still,"  persisted  the  ^Newfoundland,  u  I've 
counted  All  points,  and  the  Impostor,  as  you 
call  him,  is  the  Better  Bred." 

"  That  may  be,"  assented  the  blind  Collie, 
"  That  is  but  Accident  of  Birth.  It  is  speech 
and  manners  that  Betray  one's  Training,  and 
you  must  Allow  that  any  dog  which  comes 
from  Captain  Gun's  will  Know  how  to  Com- 
port Himself.  Only  one  of  the  two  dogs 
Thanked  you  for  your  Greeting.  The  Impostor 
Sniffed.     Let  him  be  Turned  Away. 

dM01&4L. 
jfafoe  cofoure  tttafte  a  dancjeroue  Bait, 
Q8$tn  tvutfy  ie  out  gour  eclSemee  wiM  faif. 


12 


^Esop  T^edivivus. 


V. 

The  Simple  Stork. 

"YV7HAT  are  you  doing?"  said  a  Stork  to 

*v       a  Fox. 

11  I'm  having  a  Sip  of  Wine,"  he  answered. 

"What  does  it  Taste  like?"  asked  the  Stork 
who  was  Very  Thirsty. 

"  First  rate  !  Have  you  Never  tasted  wine?" 

11  No,"  replied  the  Stork,  honestly  enough. 

"  Why  you're  no  Stork  at  all ! "  exclaimed 
the  Fox.     "You're  a  Goose,  that's  what  you 


JEsop  T^edivivus.  13 

are.  Fancy  a  'Bird  of  your  Social  Position 
never  drinking  wine.  The  Storks  where  I 
come  from  drink  wine  Every  Day." 

"  Indeed,"  said  the  'Bird,  in  Wonder. 

"And  they  Grow  fat  and  merry.  Their 
plumage  is  sublime,  and  their  Eyes — their 
Eyes,"  repeated  the  Fox,  gaining  time  to  coin 
a  Fitting  Simile,  "why,  my  Dear,  their  Eyes 
Shine  like  Diamonds."  The  Stork  reflected, 
and  Reynard  continued,  "I've  never  seen 
Such  a  subdued  looking  'Bird  of  Your  species 
Before.  I  suppose  it  is  owing  to  your  Never 
having  Drunk  Wine." 

"What  is  it  to  looked  Subdued?"  questioned 
the  simple  Stork. 

"  Well — aw — to  look  as  if  your  Own  Tail 
didn't  Belong  to  You." 

"  Oh  "  said  the  Stork,  then  after  a  moment's 
thought,  "  what  would  you  Advise  to  me  Do  ?" 

"  Drink  wine,"  said  'Reynard. 

"  How  can  I  Drink  it  ? "  asked  the  Stork. 

"After  the  General  Fashion,  /usually  drink 
with  my  mouth.  You've  a  pretty  Long  Beak 
of  your  own,  which  is  a  Decided  Advantage." 


14  jEsop  T^edivivus. 

"  But  it  is  Such  a  funny  vessel,  I  can't  Get 
my  beak  in." 

"  Oh  yes  you  can.     Try." 

And  the  Foolish  Stork  did  try. 

"I  can't  drink,"  she  said,  from  the  Depths 
of  the  Bottle. 

"  Further  Down,  further  Down,"  advised 
the  Fox. 

"And  yet  I  can't  Drink,"  said  the  Stork,  in 
a  Muffled  Voice. 

"  Then  pull  your  head  out,"  said  the  Fox. 

"  I  can't,"  said  the  Stork. 

"Sure?" 

"Yes,  sure." 

"Very  well  then,  keep  your  head  where  it 
is.  There's  very  Little  Picking  on  it,"  he 
observed.  "  Now  I  can  have  my  Breakfast, 
sure,  I've  Waited  long  Enough."  And  the 
Wicked  Fox  Ate  up  the  poor  Stork. 

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^impftctfg  denoe, 
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Or  emuftrte  fljeir  pride. 


sEsop  T^edivivus. 


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VI. 


I  The   (Quarrel. 

"  T'M  Convinced  that  I  laid  Five  Eggs,"  said 
a  disconsolate  Hen  -  Sparrow,  as  she 
looked  Ruefully  into  her  Nest. 

"  Where  have  you  Been  ? "  enquired  her 
cMate. 

11  Only  a  little  way  Along  the  Road,"  an- 
swered the  Hen. 

"You've  been  Gadding  About,"  said  her 
oMate  sharply,  "What  Right  have  you  to 
Leave  your  Nest  at  all  ? " 


1 6  JEsop  T^divivus. 

"  Oh  ! "  gasped  the  Hen,  "  Just  Hear  him  !  " 
Then  every  individual  feather  she  Possessed 
turned  the  Wrong  Way,  and  she  said  hotly, 
"  When  you  Flew  out  this  morning  you  said 
you  would  not  be  Ten  Minutes,  and  now — look 
at  the  Sun.  What  Time  do  you  make  it  out 
to  be,  <£Mr.  Sparrow  f  " 

"  Two  o'clock,"  said  <£Mr.  Sparrow  briefly. 

"  Yes,  two  o'clock,  and  you  Left  Home  at 
Eleven."  Here  the  little  Hen  stamped  her 
Claw  with  Passion,  and  the  Cock -Sparrow 
hung  his  head,  as  Well  he  Might. 

"  Gadding  About,"  piped  the  lady  Furiously, 
gradually  working  Herself  into  Hysterics. 
"  Gadding  about  Indeed — when  I  was  Nearly 
Starving,  and  compelled  to  leave  my  nest  in 
Search  of  Food.     I  tell  you  what — " 

But  she  never  Did  tell  him.  Something  at- 
tracted her  attention.  " <£Mr.  Sparrow"  said 
she,  with  a  convulsive  sob,  "  That  is  Not  <£My 

Egg." 

And  as  cMr.  Sparrow  contemplated  the 
Cuckoo's  Legacy,  he  couldn't  say  it  Was. 

"  Why  I'd  five  Green  little  beauties,  oh  !  oh ! 
oh  ! "     She  was  Beginning  Again  cMr.  Sparrow 


jEsop  %edivivus.  17 

reflected.  He  was  a  Family  'Bird  and  Hated 
Scenes. 

"  My  dear,"  he  said,  Very  Deliberately,  as 
if  the  idea  had  Cost  him  no  end  of  Thought, 
"suppose  that  egg  were  hatched,  now,  what 
Sort  of  a  'Bird  do  you  Think  there  would  be 
inside." 

The  Hen  Dried  her  Tears.  Her  Curiosity 
was  aroused. 

"  I  don't  know,"  she  said,  Composing  herself 
for  an  Indefinite  Sit,  "but  I'll  see." 

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Q8ov&  on  pour  weaftneee,  <xnb  conquer  pou 
t$<\t  map. 


JEsop  T{edivivus. 


Vll. 


Self-Esteem. 


"  YV7ELL  to  be  sure,  what  a  Lovely  creature 
*  *  I  Am,"  exclaimed  a  Stag,  as  he  stooped 
down  to  Drink  of  a  Crystal  Stream  which 
Flowed  at  his  feet.  "  What  ears,  and  ah !  what 
Beautiful  eyes.  They  are  darker,  they  are 
larger,  than  Any  of  the  Herd,  and  there's  no- 
body, nobody  to  admire  Them."     He  sighed, 


JEsop  T^edivzvus.  jo, 

then  took  a  Step  Forward,  and  one  or  two 
steps  Backward,  threw  his  head  a  little  to  One 
Side,  and  Sniffed  the  Air  in  a  Very  supercilious 
fashion.  "  I  wish  I  could  go  to  a  Show,"  he 
said.  "  I'm  better  worth  Looking  at  than  the 
White  Bull,  or  that  Old  fat  Pig,  and  they 
Took  the  First  Prizes  at  a  show  lately.  But 
there's  no  Accounting  for  taste.  And  what 
that  pig  does  Consume  to  be  sure  !  By  the 
way,  I  feel  Very  hungry — yes,  I've  a  Silent 
Sorrow,  most  decidedly.  It  really  Must  be 
supper  time.  Hi  !  you  fellows,"  he  called 
Out  to  two  of  his  Companions  who  were 
hurrying  helter-skelter  Past  him,  M  Isn't  it 
Feeding  time  ? " 

"  Feeding  Time,"  returned  his  oMessmate 
with  surprise,  "  my  good  fellow,  we  had  our 
Supper  an  hour  ago.  Did  not  you  Hear  the 
bugle  Call?" 

"  Never  a  note." 

"  Are  you  Dull  of  Hearing  ? " 

The  Stag  shook  his  head. 

"  What  were  you  Doing  then  ? " 

The  Stag  blushed. 

c  2 


20 


JEsop  %§divivus. 


"Ah!"  said  his  Companion,  "admiring  your- 
self As  Usual — you  see  we  know  your  Failing, 
but,  my  friend,  you  won't  Grow  Fat  on  that 
sort  of  Diet — good  night." 

cMOIicAL. 

(How  ©(Soufo  pou  6e  preftp, 
QHoef  peopfe  $a$t  egee, 

§o  do  not  procfatm  it, 
§ot  tfyat  te  unJBiee. 


jEsop  T^edivivus. 


21 


Vlll. 


Rival  Songsters. 

"W7H ATS  that?"  asked  the  Wind. 

*  *       "  Me  singing,"  said  the  Corncrake,  "  I 
Sing  at  Eventide." 

"Like  me,"  brayed  C^Qeddy,  browsing  near, 
M  My  hee  haw !  is  enchanting  and  well-sustained, 


22  JEsop  1{edivivus. 

for  its  many  the  Whack  I've  had  for  the  very 
same,"  he  added. 

"  And  my  voice  is  oft  heard  at  midnight  in 
Sweet  Melody,"  said  a  quadruped  of  the  Feline 
as  she  set  up  a  prolonged  "mew." 

"  Never  heard  such  a  Row  since  I  Learned 
to  Lisp,"  shrieked  the  Wind,  and  he  Blew  a 
Blast  which  Silenced  the  trio  effectually. 

"  That's  because  you've  No  Ear  for  music," 
croaked  the  Corncrake,  after  an  interval,  "but 
Why  stay  to  question  such  as  If" 

"  I'm  on  the  look  out  for  a  musical  Freight," 
quoth  the  Wind. 

11  Bear  my  refrain  Along  with  you,"  sug- 
gested U^eddy. 

"  Phew  ! "  said  the  Wind.  Then  after  a 
while— "  What's  that  ?  " 

"  The  tinkling  of  a  Sheep  -  Bell,"  purred 
oMadame. 

"  A  trumpery  bell,"  put  in  ChQed. 

"  Little  bell,  little  bell,  wilt  Come  along  o' 
me  ? "  asked  the  Wind. 


JEsop  T^edivivus. 


23 


"If  it  please  you,"  answered  the  Sheep-TleH 
meekly.  "If  you  think  me  Worthy  to  be  borne." 

"  Worthy,  ah  !  your  very  Worth  lies  in  your 
Not  Asserting  it.     Come  along  Pretty  Tinkler." 

zMOe%£AL. 

Q)e  w#o  poeee00  a  voice  fade  (Jeeo, 

$t  map  not  cflarnt. 
§in%  not  vorxt  praiee,    $t  Sow  no  good, 

$\xt  worfte  pou  (farm* 


24 


jEsop  rRedivivtis. 


IX. 


Cruelty  Requited. 

"  /^^H  !  spare  me,  sir,"  said  a  Little  'Bird  to 
^-^  a  Hunter,  who  must  needs  shoot  at 
All  he  Saw. 

11  Fly,"  said  the  dMarksman,  "  Fly  !  You 
have  your  Chance,  and  I  would  fain  have  a 
Moving  Target." 

"Alas  !"  said  the  little  'Bird,  "my  wing  is 
broken,  I  cannot  soar,  or  even  stir." 

"Oh!  oh  !"  said  the  dMan,  "then  I  shall 
have  a  Sure  Shot." 


jEsop  T^edivivus.  25 

"Spare  me,"  cried  the  'Bird.  "Save  my  life, 
and  Of  a  Surety  I  will  save  yours — at  this  very 
moment  you  are  in  Danger." 

But  the  Hunter  heeded  not  the  Poor  Third's 
warning,  or  perhaps  he  never  heard  it,  so  Eager 
was  he  to  Shoot.  He  touched  the  Trigger, 
and  the  'Bird  tumbled  over.  As  the  shot 
Pierced  its  Side  an  oAdder,  which  the  man 
had  not  seen,  Bit  him  in  the  Leg. 

"  Zounds  !  "  he  cried,  "  what's  that  ? "  And 
turning  Quickly,  he  saw  the  Snake  and  Killed 
it.  But  the  %eptile  had  Already  Done  its 
work ;  it  had  stung  him,  and  its  Sting  meant 
Death. 

"  Ah  ! "  sighed  the  poor  little  'Bird,  when 
she  Saw  what  had  Happened.  "  Had  he  but 
Spared  Me  I  could  have  Saved  His  life,  for  I 
saw  the  deadly  Snake  ere  it  Reached  him.  I 
tried  to  warn  him,  but  his  Heart  knew  no  Pity 
Towards  the  Defenceless.  Good  bye  ! "  she 
said  to  the  Huntsman,  who  by  this  time  was 
Writhing  in  Agony.     "  Farewell  ! " 

"  Why  did  you  not  Warn  me  ? "  cried  the 
man. 

11  Alas  !  you  gave  me  No  Opportunity." 


26  ALsop  1{edivivus. 

"  Would  that  I  had,"  sighed  the  Huntsman. 
11  Could  I  but  Efface  the  Past,  never  again 
would  I  Injure  a  Hapless  Creature.  Forgive 
me,  poor  ISird"  he  said,  in  Faltering  tones. 

"  Forgiven,"  answered  the  cBird)  with  fleeting 
breath,     "  thy    Folly    has    Wrought    its   own 
Destruction ;       Surely    this     is      Punishment 
Enough." 
And  Together  the  ^Bz'rd  and  Huntsman  Died. 

tMOTioAL. 

©on'*  injure  wfyat  is  (Jefylkee,  nmr  eeeft 
£o  ta&t  abxxxnta^t  of  t$t  emaff  ano  weaft. 


JEsop  %edivivus. 


27 


X. 

Foiled. 

'  I  'HERE  was  once  a  Young  King  who  had 
A  a  very  crafty  'Vizier.  This  'Vizier  used 
to  tell  All  Sorts  of  Untruths  about  the 
<£\fonarch,  and  whenever  opportunity  Oc- 
curred tried  to  make  his  subjects  Hate  him. 
He  would  induce  the  King  to  make  Harsh 
Laws,  saying  that  the  people  were  Rebellious, 
and  wanted  Keeping  Down.    Then,  when  Such 


28  JEsofi  T^edivivus. 

laws  were  enforced,  he  would  Sympathise  with 
the  people  Behind  the  Kings  Back,  and  Say 
all  manner  of  Hard  Things  against  him.  Some 
how  or  other,  it  must  have  been  a  oMagpie 
which  Chattered,  the  King  became  Aware  of 
this  Double  Dealing,  and  he  determined  to 
trap  the  'Vizier. 

About  this  time  a  Wise  oMan  was  Expected 
from  the  East.  He  was  coming  on  a  Visit  to 
the  Court,  and  was  Very  learned,  versed  in 
All  Manner  of  science,  and  was  a  Doctor  into 
the  Bargain. 

One  day  the  King,  who  was  very  much 
harrassed  and  bothered  with  Cares  of  State, 
told  the  Vizier  that  he  felt  Too  111  to  attend 
to  business  any  longer,  and  that  he  Wanted  a 
Holiday.  Now  the  'Vizier  would  have  Jumped 
for  Joy,  only  he  Couldn't,  for  he  had  Gout  in 
his  Big  Toe,  and  people  with  Gout  don't  usually 
Jump  About  much. 

"  I  know  of  no  One  who  is  capable  of  Man- 
aging Affairs  in  your  absence,"  said  the  crafty 
'Vizier. 

"  Oh,"  said  the  King,  "  I  thought  that  Per- 
haps you  would  act  as  Regent." 


jEsop  T^edivivus.  29 

"  If  it  please  you,"  said  the  'Vizier,  Doing 
his  Best  to  make  a  polite  bow,  without  Shew- 
ing his  Joy. 

"Very  well,  then,"  assented  the  King,  "I 
shall  Appoint  you  Regent  and  Take  a  Rest. 
Goodness  knows  !  I  need  one." 

He  looked  so  111  and  Worried  that  anyone, 
save  a  nasty  old  Disagreeable  Vizier,  would 
have  been  Sorry  for  the  Young  oMonarch. 

Now,  as  soon  as  the  King  shut  Himself  up 
in  his  Palace,  you  should  have  seen  what  High 
Jinks  the  people  had.  The  Vizier  made  Galas 
and  feasted  Everybody  right  royally.  Some 
folk  liked  it,  others  didn't.  For  instance,  those 
little  'Boys  in  the  street  who  Ate  ham  sand- 
wiches and  rode  merry-go-rounds  for  an  Hour 
Together — they  Liked  these  doings  ;  but  the 
confectioner,  whose  duty  it  was  to  Provide  the 
sandwiches,  without  anyone  being  Responsible 
for  the  payment  thereof;  and  the  man  who 
owned  the  Merry-go-rounds,  and  had  Plenty 
of  Customers  but  Few  Pennies — they  didn't 
Like  it.  Still,  you  Cannot  please  everyone, 
you  know. 


30  jEsop  1{edivivus. 

Now  in  the  Midst  of  all  this  Fuss  and 
Scramble,  who  should  Come  to  the  city  but  the 
Wise  oMan  from  the  East.  What  he  Thought 
of  it  all  I  Cannot  Say,  but  he  used  to  Sit  in 
the  market-place  and  talk  to  the  Poor.  They 
Told  him  all  their  Troubles,  and  he  lent  a 
ready  Willing  Ear  to  their  Complaint.  They 
told  him  Also  that  they  had  a  very  Cruel  King 
and  a  very  Kind  Vizier. 

But  here  Discussion  Arose.  Some  said  that 
the  'Vizier  was  not  a  Good  Man,  others  said 
that  he  Was.  And  which  Side  the  Wise  oAfan 
believed  it  was  Hard  to  Determine. 

One  day  the  Wise  oMan  took  it  into  his 
wise  old  head  to  Go  to  the  Palace. 

"  I  want  to  See  the  King"  he  said  to  the 
Vizier. 

"  But  you  can't  see  him,  he's  poorly." 

"  I  must  see  him,"  persisted  the  Old  oMan, 
"  Bring  him  to  Me." 

Now  all  the  People  wanted  to  hear  the  Wise 
oMan  rebuke  their  Naughty  oMonarch,  so 
they  Thronged  into  the  Court-yard  till  it  was 
Crammed  ;  and  the  Court-yard,  I  must  tell  you, 
held  Many  persons. 


jEsop  T^edivivus.  31 

The  'Vizier  heard  all  the  OldoMan  had  to  say 
and  then  retired.  Presently  he  Returned. 
"You  can't  see  the  King"  he  said  Abruptly, 
"  the  thing's  Impossible.  But  you  can  Send  a 
Message,"  he  added  more  Civilly. 

To  tell  the  truth,  the  "Vizier  was  afraid  of 
this  August  Stranger  ;  in  fact,  he  Hated  him 
for  the  Power  he  exercised  over  the  Multitude 
— only  he  dare  not  show  it. 

"  I  will  send  no  message,"  said  the  Wise 
cMan,  "  I  will  See  the  King.  Go  and  tell 
him  so." 

The  'Vizier  went  away  Again,  and  when  he 
came  back  he  said,  M  Once  more,  I  am  to  tell 
you  that  the  King  will  Not  come.     But  he 
has  sent  a  Request." 
"And  that  is?" 

"  That  is,  as  he  will  not  Come  to  you,  he 
desires  to  Reward  your  Impertinence — your 
Head  shall  go  to  Him." 

"You  say  that  the  King  has  Sent  for  my 
Head." 

"  Of  a  surety,"  answered  the  "Vizier  stoutly. 

"  Did  you  See  him  ? " 

"  Yes  and  he  told  me  what  I  now  tell  you." 


2,2  jEsop  T{edivivus. 

"  So  the  King  Wants  my  Head.  You  are 
Sure  of  this  oMr.  'Vizier" 

"  Sure  !  and  the  Kings  wishes  must  be 
obeyed." 

"  They  must,"  agreed  the  Old  oMan,  "  as 
you  Yourself  shall  Testify." 

And  throwing  Disguise  aside,  the  Young 
King  stood  before  them,  for  the  Wise  oMan 
and  the  King  were  one. 

And  a  Head  was  Cut  Off.  But  it  Wasn't 
the  one  the  'Vizier  intended. 

^MOcF^AL. 

©ecetf  map  fPouriefl  for  a  ftme, 
(#n&  fafeeflooo  0o£o  ife  ewap; 

$3itf  frufl}  wiff  ouf,  and  egaff  erpoee 
©atrft  oeeoe  (o  £ic$f  of  dap. 


JEsop  TZgdivivus. 


33 


XI. 

The  Sly  Stag. 

"  I  would  I  were  a  bird," 
sang  a  Wolf  outside  a  hut  where  a  Stag  had 
taken  shelter, 

"  That  I  Might  Fly  to  thee, 
And  breathe—" 
"You've  been  Eating  Onions,"  interrupted  a 
voice,  and  a  Head  was  thrust  out  of  a  Square 
little  Window. 

"  What  do  you  Want  here  ? "  demanded  the 
Stag. 

D 


34  JEsop  T^edivivus. 

"  I  was  only  serenading  you,  <£Miss"  said 
the  Wolf  glibly. 

"Then  be  Off  with  you,  I  want  None  of 
your  Noise." 

"  It's  a  pleasant  evening,  wouldn't  you  Like 
a  Walk  oMiss"  persisted  the  Wolf,  who  was 
Peckish. 

"  I  can't  leave  the  hut." 

"Then  open  the  Door  and  I'll  keep  you 
Company,  I  can  Finish  my  song  Inside,"  he 
added,  by  way  of  inducement. 

"  Bide  a  wee,"  said  the  Stag,  who  was  Born 
on  the  Scotch  Moors. 

"  Dinna  fash  Yersel  aboot  makin'  the  but 
and  the  ben  tidy,"  said  the  Wolf  who  had 
once  tasted  crowdy,  which  Accounted  for  his 
Accent. 

"  Do  ye  mind  watchin'  Doon  the  road  a 
Wee  to  see  if  a  Kid  Passes  that  Way.  If  ye 
ken  him  call  out  and  I'll  let  ye  Baith  in 
Tegither." 

"Very  well,"  agreed  the  Wolf  smacking  his 
Lips  at  the  thought  of  the  Good  Things  to 
come." 


jEsop  1{edivivus.  35 

Very  stealthily  the  Stag  crept  Out  of  a 
Window  behind  the  Hut  and  Ran  Along  the 
road  in  a  different  direction  to  where  the  Wolf 
was  Looking.  She  Told  her  mate,  and  he 
Told  the  herd  of  the  Danger ;  so  they  all  Kept 
Together,  and  as  the  Wolf  dared  not  Attack 
Them  in  a  body  he  was  starved  to  Death. 

tMOT&lL. 

QJ  Ut  of  mofljer  wit,  3  0at>e  Been  toft, 
30  eomeftmee  wovtfy  a  pocht  fM  of  goto. 


D2 


36 


jEsop  TZgdivivus. 


Xll. 


Children,  Obey  your  Parents. 


11  L_I  ERE  goes,"  cried  a  Young  Shoot,  strug- 
gling  to  Push  his  Head  above  ground. 
"Keep  quiet,"  said  the  Parent  Stem.  "The 
Sun  is  Warm,  the  Wind  blows  sweet,  and  yet 
'tis  early  Spring.  Stay  where  you  Are,  gather 
strength,  when  the  Right  Time  comes  for  you 
to  peep  Above  I'll  tell  you." 


jEsop  %edivivus.  37 

"  Fudge  ! "  said  the  naughty  Shoot.  "  Right 
time  indeed,  you'll  Keep  me  Here  for  ever  if 
I  don't  Assert  myself." 

"Your  brother  and  sister  shoots  Remain 
content." 

"  Oh  !  but  they're  such  a  sleepy,  lazy  Crew. 
Now,  it's  no  Earthly  Use  your  Kicking  up  a 
Dust.  I've  Made  up  my  Mind,  and  I'm 
Coining.  Here  goes — Hullo  ! "  Already  his 
Tender  Head  was  above  ground.  A  solitary 
green  Speck  upon  the  bare  dark  earth. 

"  I  say,  you  snoozums-snorums,"  he  called 
below,  "  follow  my  Example  and  Come  aloft. 
Oh  !  it's  splendid,"  he  exclaimed  with  enthu- 
siasm. "  Why  I  never  Could  have  Believed 
there  were  such  things  if  I  had  Not  Seen  them 
for  myself.  There  are  plants  a  Thousand  times 
greater  than  mother.  She's  a  Regular  Wisp 
compared  with  some.  Come  up,  I  say,  and 
learn  what  Life  is." 

But  his  obedient  brother  and  sister  shoots 
took  no  notice  of  his  Foolish  Prattle.  They 
harkened  to  their  parent's  Voice  and  heeded 
not  vain  words. 

The  sun  shone  fair,  the  Wind  was  Soft  and 


38  JEsop  %edivivns. 

Balmy.  The  cool  and  Refreshing  showers 
strengthened  and  nourished  the  Disobedient 
Shoot,  and  he  tried  Very  Hard  to  tower  above 
his  oMothers  head. 

Soon  all  was  Changed.  The  sun  came  not. 
The  wind  Blew  hard.  Hail,  sleet,  and  snow 
Pelted  on  his  Drooping  Head,  then  he  lay  him 
down  and  Died. 

Days  and  weeks  passed  on,  and  the  cuckoo's 
Note  was  heard.  One  day  the  Whole  Family 
of  Shoots,  with  their  mother's  Consent,  prepared 
for  a  General  Rising. 

"What's  this?"  squeaked  a  tiny  sprout, 
striking  his  head  against  a  Withered  Stick. 

"  'Tis  my  first-born,"  answered  the  mother 
softly,  "my  erring  Wayward  child.  To  gratify 
a  Foolish  Whim,  he  must  needs  forfeit  Life !" 

Queefton  not  pour  mortjer'e  woro0, 
iSlje  t$ou$t  Before  pou  cried. 


jEsop  T{edivivus. 


39 


Xlll. 


The  Victor  Spurned. 

"  T  SAY  she  is  oMy  Hen  !  " 
*      "  Sir,  that  Hen  belongs  to  Me  !  " 
"  By  my  comb,  she  does  Not,  and  Shall  Not." 
"This   quarrel    must   be   Wiped    out   with 
Blood,"  said  the  Game  Cock,  Grandly,  polish- 
ing his  spurs  as  he  Spoke. 

"  You  will  find  me  a  Match  for  you,"  said 
his  spangled  antagonist.  "Ckerie,"  he  called 
out  to  the  Lady  in  Dispute,  "Cherie,  if  I  Lose 


40  JEsop  cRedivivus. 

my  Life  in  this  combat,  I  yield  it  willingly  for 
your  'sake,  for  I  could  not  live  Without  you." 

"Old  Girl!  out  of  the  way,"  said  the  Game 
Cock,  previous  to  making  Feathers  Fly. 

Then  business  began. 

An  introductory  peck  at  each  other's  crest 
was  Playful  enough  as  Far  as  it  Went,  but 
when  Spangles  wattles  Dissolved  (Partnership 
they  were  Warming  to  their  Subject.  The 
Game  Cock  was  Long-winded,  which  was  a 
decided  Advantage,  but  Spangles  Fought  like 
a  Hero.  Dig  to  the  Right  of  him,  dig  to  the 
Left  of  him,  till  it  seemed  as  if  the  Game  Cock 
were  going  to  be  Beaten,  and  that  if  Things 
didn't  come  to  a  Climax  soon  there  would  be 
Naught  left  to  Fight. 

But  the  wary  Chanticleer  was  only  Husband- 
ing his  Strength,  for  when  poor  Spangles  had 
hardly  a  Peck  left  in  him — then  it  Was  that 
the  Game  Cock  Let  Drive,  and  buffeted, 
spurred,  and  helped  himself  to  Spangles'  feathers 
wholesale.  And  at  last  he  Jumped  on  him 
and  crowed  !     "  Cock-a-doodle-do  !  " 

No  response. 

"  Cock-a-doodle-dooo  ! " 


jEsop  T^edivivus.  41 

Never  a  kick. 

"  Come  along  Old  Girl,"  said  the  Game  Cock, 
dismounting.     "  He's  Done  for." 

"  No,  thank  you,"  said  she. 

"Why  Not,"  he  asked. 

"  Because  Spangles  is  not  yet  Quite  Dead, 
and  to  tell  you  the  Truth,  I  do  not  choose  to 
Mate  with  a  Prize  fighter.  I  shall  wait  till 
Spangles  recovers.  I've  not  the  sweetest 
Temper  in  the  world,  and  it  Strikes  me  that 
if  I  Married  You,  I  should  be  Laid  Up  in  the 
hospital  for  repairs  before  the  honey  Moon 
was  over." 

ZMOTiQAL. 

Q#e  in  our  ar&our  often  eljon?  a  tvait, 
(Q#e  fain  wouft  0ide)  for  wgicfl  we  §at>e 
£0  pap. 


42 


sEsop  l^edivivus. 


XIV. 


An  Accommodating 
Defendant. 

"Y'OU  are  known  to  the  Complainant"  said 
Judge  'Peacock. 
11 1  am,  my  lord,"  replied  the  cDefenda?it. 
"  And  you  Agreed  to  Many  Her." 
"  I  did." 


jEsop  l^edivivus.  43 

"  What  could  you  have  Plainer  than  that  ?  He 
admits  it,"  piped  the  Complainant.  "  You 
hear  him." 

"  Conflicting  evidence,  Certainly,"  said  the 
Judge.  "  Let  me  hear  you  Say  it  Again,  you 
offerred  to  Marry  the  Complainant?" 

"  Certainly,  I  never  objected." 

"  Then  6Mr.  Turkey  what  is  zMiss  Turkey 
Pulling  you  Up  for  Breach  of  Promise  for? 
Are  you  still  willing  to  make  this  Lady  your 
wife." 

"  Not  my  wife,  I  never  Agreed  to  That." 

"  But  you  offered  to  Marry  her." 

"  Yes,  you  see  it's  Like  this,  I'm  the  Registrar, 
and  I'll  Marry  her  to  Any  Man  living  at  Half 
Price.     I  can't  say  Fairer  than  That,  can  I  ?  " 

mo%oAL. 

(g.  SBittp  foe  ie  a  fierce  foe, 

jge  fieate  pou  on  dje  $rouno  pou  efcmd. 


44 


jEsop  %edivivus. 


XV. 


Genius 


"  DETER  is  very  Like  his  Father." 
*        "  Aye,  the  lad  is  Right  enough." 
"  And  Jonah  Takes  after  dMy  family." 
"  Well,  I  don't   see  that  as   Much  as  you 

Appear  to  do." 

"  There's  not  a  Doubt  of  it — ask  anybody. 

He's  the  very  Image  of  my  Brother.     He  will 


jEsop  "Redivivus.  45 

be  Either  a  poet  or  a  painter,  will  Jonah.  See 
him  with  his  Book  now. 

"  I'd  as  Lief  see  him  with  a  top  and  a  whip 
like  "Peter" 

"  That's  because  you've  No  Mind,  T{euben — 
you  never  had,  my  poor  mother  used  to  say." 

"  I've  not  a  doubt  of  it.  She  was  Very 
strong  on  the  Saying  subject." 

"  If  you  speak  a  word  Against  my  Mother ! " 

"  Shouldn't  think  of  it." 

" Then  what  did  you  begin  for? " 

11  But  you  were  talking  about  Jonah"  cor- 
rected the  Husband,  who  went  so  Far  and  no 
Further  with  his  mother-in-law  for  a  topic. 

"  I  said,  I  persist  in  Saying,  and  what  is 
more  I  Mean  to  Stick  to  it,  that  Jonah  Takes 
After  oMy  family,  and  will  one  day  be  an 
Illustrious  Personage.  Why,  only  this  morn- 
ing he  asked  me  to  Draw  him  the  Ark,  and 
the  animals  coming  out  of  it.  Think  of  that 
for  a  boy  of  His  years.  The  interest  he  evinces 
for  Things  far  beyond  his  Age  is  marvellous. 
See,  now,  how  Deeply  he  is  Buried  in  my 
sketches."  Calls  :  "Jonah,  precious,  what  is  so 
Absorbing  you  ? " 


46  JEsop  T^edivivus. 

"  I  can't  make  out  some  of  the  things 
you've  Drawed  in  my  book." 

Fond  oMother  Goes  to  see. 

"  What  is  that,  oMother  f  " 

"A  camel,  'Darling." 

"  And  what's  this  creature  next  to  it  ? " 

"A  tortoise,  'Ducky" 

"And  this  Big  Brute?" 

11 A  cow,  My  boy." 

"  A  cow  is  it  ?  Well,  next  time  you  Draw  a 
Cow  just  write  c-o-w  under  it,  then  everybody 
will  Know  what  it  is." 

ZMO'RqAL. 

QJ  favoured  cflifd  ttrif?  eomefttnee  c(Surfte0  grow, 
(&nd  Bntiee  t$z  §<xnb  t$at  neper  fceaft  a  6fc>w ! 


JEsop  TZgdivivus. 


47 


XVI. 


Simplicity  Victorious. 

'  YV7HY,  my  darling,  what  are  you  Doing 
**  there  ?  "  asked,  with  Wondrous  Con- 
sideration, a  Wolf  of  a  Lamb. 

"  Please  sir  I  slipped  in." 

"  Then  slip  out." 

"  I  don't  like." 

"Why?" 

"  Because  you  are  Watching  me." 


48  jEsop  T^edivivus. 

"  Run  up  the  path,"  said  the  Wolf. 

"  But  it  is  Private  Property."  And  the  Lamb 
read  out,  "Trespassers  will  be  Prosecuted!" 

"  Oh  !  that's  all  gammon,"  said  the  Wolf. 
"You'll  not  be  prosecuted,  I  know  the  Lord  of 
the  Manor  Very  Well.  Fact  is,  he's  a  Friend 
of  Mine.  Now  you  just  Obey  me.  Come 
along  dear.  You'll  be  Getting  rheumatism  or 
cramp  if  you  Stand  in  the  Water  much  longer. 
Then  what  will  Mamma  say?  How  is  Papa, 
Lammie,  he's  a  Great  Friend  of  mine." 

"You  appear  to  have  a  Number  of  Friends," 
said  the  Lamb. 

"  Yes,  I've  a  long  visiting  list,  and  my  Visiting 
Cards  cost  me  quite  a  Fortune  ;  but  why  tarry  ? 
Come  along." 

"  I  don't  like  to  Climb  while  you  are  Looking 
at  me." 

" Should  I  turn  my  Back? " 

"  Please ;  will  you  also  Crouch  down  ? " 

"  Certainly." 

"  Thanks  ! "  Then  very  Quietly  the  little 
Lamb  Crossed  the  Stream  and  Climbed  Up  the 
opposite  bank. 

"  Are  you  coming  ? "  asked  the  Wolf. 


JEsop  %edivivus.  49 

No  reply. 

"  The  brat  must  be  deaf!" 

"Are  you  coming?"  he  Called  Out  again. 

Silence  reigned. 

11  Won't  I  Grind  his  Gristle  for  this  Impu- 
dence ! " 

"Well,  bless  me,"  said  the  Wolf,  at  length, 
11 1  can  stand  this  No  Longer.  I  must  look 
round." 

And  he  did. 

Now  what  do  you  think  he  saw  ?  Well,  the 
little  Lamb  Tearing  Along  the  fields,  putting 
Acre  after  Acre  between  him  and  the  Wolf. 
He  was  Out  of  Danger,  and  soon,  very  soon, 
would  Reach  Home. 

"  To  think,"  said  the  Wolf  with  a  savage  bay, 
"  to  think  that  a  Simple-looking  brat  Like  That 
should  Dupe  Me  ! " 

mO%oAL. 

§(}ou{fo  gou  fie  in  danger,  ttp  to  fteep  cafttt, 
€oof  conduct  tvtff  &<xb  pou  $ro«g(  ban%tt 
anb  $axm. 


50 


jEsop  %edivivus. 


XV11. 

The  Duel. 

A  LITTLE  oMouse  lived  Next  Door  to  a 
*^^  young  Frog.  They  were  firm  friends, 
and  kept  No  Secrets  from  each  Other.  They 
talked  about  the  weather,  which  showed  what 
Confidence  existed  between  them.  They  spoke 
of  the  crops,  the  state  of  the  country  Generally, 
and  each  agreed  that  the  World  was  a  very 
Bad  Place,  and  that  they  were  the  only  Decent 
People  in  it. 

When  the  oMouse  got  a  Sweetheart  she  told 


sEsop  'Redivivus.  51 

the  Frog,  and  when  the  Frog  contemplated 
matrimony  he  Consulted  the  oMouse. 

They  had  one  Common  enemy — a  Hawk. 
But  here  their  Friendship  stood  them  in  Good 
stead.  It  was  No  Use,  for  the  Hawk  never 
could  Catch  them  napping.  For  if  the  Frog 
were  in  danger  the  oMouse  would  give  him 
warning,  and  vice  versa. 

cMiss  oMouse  and  oM  aster  Frog  would  have 
been  the  Happiest  couple  in  the  World  but 
for  this  Hawk. 

Judge  the  Surprise  occasioned  when  one  Day 
these  old  friends  went  Out  for  a  Walk,  and 
each  took  a  Different  Path.  The  Hawk  was 
not  Hungry  just  then,  but  he  had  Pleasant 
Anticipations.  When  oMiss  oMouse  came 
home  she  Slammed  the  Door  in  the  Frogs 
face,  but  Peeping  out  again  to  see  How  he 
Took  this  insult,  the  Frog  not  to  he  Outdone, 
in  the  matter  of  malice,  Spat  at  the  oMouse. 

"  Things  cannot  go  on  much  longer  Like 
This,"  said  the  oMouse  to  a  Friend.  "  I'll  be 
Even  with  that  Frog  yet." 

The  Hawk  heard  this  Speech,  for  he  was 
Close  by. 

E2 


52  JEsop  T^ediviviis. 

"  How  do  you  Mean  to  Settle  it?"  asked  he. 

11  With  swords,"  said  the  Frog,  quite  Grandly, 
and  he  Inflated  his  Cheeks  and  squared  his 
Shoulders  as  though  he  could  Settle  the  Busi- 
ness of  a  hundred  Such  foes. 

"  That's  Capital,"  said  the  Hawk,  "  nothing 
like  Spirit." 

"And  steel,"  put  in  Froggy. 

"And  steel,"  assented  the  Hawk. 

"  Will  you  be  Umpire  ?  "  asked  Froggy. 

"  Yes,"  said  the  Hawk. 

11  And  will  keep  Quite  close  to  me  ? " 

"Yes." 

"  Because  the  cMouse  is  a  Treacherous  little 
Baggage.  She'll  take  Advantage  of  me  if  she 
gets  the  Least  bit  of  an  opportunity." 

"  You  may  Rely  upon  my  Championship," 
said  the  Hawk. 

Two  days  afterwards  the  Duel  was  Pro- 
claimed, and  was  attended  by  the  Whole  Village. 

The  duellists  chose  a  Pleasant  little  Spot 
near  a  Stream  where  Bulrushes  grew. 

After  shaking  hands  the  Fight  Began.  One, 
two.  One,  two,  thrust,  parry,  over  and  over 
again. 


JEsop  rR§divivus.  53 

The  cMouse  Wielded  her  Weapon  famously. 

The  Hawk  Hovered  Over  to  see  Fair  play. 

The  Frog  fought  Savagely,  but  badly.  He 
received  a  Tremendous  Dig  in  the  Stomach. 

"Oh!"  he  cried  in  Anguish,  "Hawk/ 
Hawk  !  your  aid,  Hawk  !  " 

There  was  a  Sudden  Swoop,  when  thew  ! 
thew  !  click  !  went  both  swords  right  through 
the  Hawk's  neck. 

11  Oh  ! "  cried  the  onlookers,  agast,  "  What's 
That  for?" 

11  To  rid  ourselves  of  our  Common  Enemy." 

Then  the  Frog  and  the  oMouse  Embraced, 
and  Kissed,  and  Went  on  their  Way  rejoicing. 

tMOI^QAL. 

£rue  ftrienoeflip  te  emit,  it  aioe  ue  in  efrife, 
®no  0efye  ue  (0  fieatr  weff  fl)e  Butroen  of  fife. 


54 


JEsop  %edivivus. 


XV111. 


Gossip. 


HAVE   you   Heard  the   News?"    asked 
Harry,  the  village  blacksmith. 
"Yes,"   answered  Tom  and  1>*c£,  "isn't  it 

Dreadful  ? " 

"Horrible,"    said   Harry,    "it  will   be  the 
Scandal  of  the  whole  Township,  see  if  it  isn't." 

"There  is  no  Scandal  at  All,"  said  John. 


JEsop  %edivivus.  55 

"  I  never  should  have  Anticipated  such  a 
thing,"  said  Tom. 

"A  whale  isn't  caught  Every  Day,"  said 
Harry. 

"A  whale,"  echoed  a  Trio  of  voices,  "what 
about  a  Whale  ? " 

"  I  heard,"  said  Harry,  "  that  a  Whale  had 
been  Caught  on  the  Long  Sands.  That's  my 
News." 

"And  I  heard,"  said  <Dick,  "that  a  Shark 
swallowed  Tom  Pumpkin,  and  that  Gilbert 
Filbert  held  the  shark's  Tail,  while  Parson 
Barson  read  the  Burial  Service.  That's  my 
News." 

"And  I  was  Told,  as  a  Great  Secret,  that 
the  curly-headed  coastguardsman  Became  In- 
fatuated with  a  Mermaid,  and  because  he 
Couldn't  be  amphibious  like  She  Was,  he 
Jumped  into  the  Sea,  resolving  to  Spend  the 
last  Few  Moments  of  his  life  with  her.  That's 
my  News." 

"Well,  I  was  There,"  said  John.  "On  the 
spot  when  my  News  happened." 

"  Oh,  tell  us,  speak  low,"  said  Tom,  Ttick, 
and  Harry,  all  Agape. 


56  jEsop  T{edivivus. 

"  Well,  Dan  Dan  vers  caught  a  finless  sprat 
Stuffed  with  Golden  Guineas." 

"  Some  of  us  have  been  listening  to  Silly 
Gossip,"  agreed  the  Trio. 

On  wflicf  it  rune  apace; 
3^0  footprint*  kau  a  ttait  U^inbf 
Q#0ic(5  noting  can  efface. 


JEsop  T^edivivus. 


57 


XIX. 


Gardening  Extraordinary. 

/^~\NCE  a  Rich  oMan  bought  a  Country 
^-*^  House.  He  had  been  Something  in  the 
City,  and  the  Goddess  Fortune  had  favoured 
him.  Now  he  Determined  to  Leave  fog, 
smoke,  and  tumult  Behind,  and  Spend  the  re- 
mainder of  his  Days  amid  Beauty,  Sunshine, 
and  Flowers. 

For  all  that  he  was   Rich   he   liked   Four 
Pennies  for  Every  Groat  he  Changed. 


58  JEsop  Hedivivus. 

He  had  a  Gardener  who  was  lazy,  and  de- 
served Reproof,  and  none  was  so  able  to  Ad- 
minister it  as  the  Retired  City  Magnate. 

At  noon  the  Gardener  Went  Home  to 
dinner.  Ten  minutes  afterwards  the  oMerchant 
Doffed  his  Coat  and  began  to  Dig. 

At  one  o'clock  the  Gardener  returned. 

"  See,  here,"  said  the  ^Merchant,  "  I  have 
Dug  Over  this  patch  of  ground  in  as  Little 
Time  as  it  took  you  to  Water  it.  Are  you  not 
Ashamed  of  yourself?  I  should  never  have 
Possessed  a  Garden  like  this  if  I  had  Frittered 
Away  my  time  like  you  do." 

11  Humph  !  "  said  the  cMan. 

"What  do  youSay?"  enquired  the  oMerchant 

11  Why,  sir,  I  thinks  as  you  be  t'  biggest  Softy 
I  iver  Seed  or  Hard  on  in  my  life.  You've 
gone  and  Dug  Up  t'  best  onion  bed  in  the 
country.     Yaw  !  haw  ! " 

mo%oAL. 

%  man  map  (Save  xicfytB,  ano  %ttp  wiee  fie, 
@no  ptt  on  eome  pointe  none  eo  eimpfe  ae  0e. 


JEsop  T{edivivus. 


59 


XX. 

Conceit. 


1  T^O  you   Know,"   said  a  Peacock  to   his 

^^^  cMate,  "  I've  a  Strange  Fluttering 
about  the  region  of  my  Windpipe." 

11  Pip,"  suggested  the  Lady. 

"iPip,"  echoed  her  indignant  Spouse,  u  say 
rather,  'tis  the  Forerunner  of  that  Thrilling 
Power,  the  glorious  Gift  of  Song." 

"  La  !  "  said  the  'Peahen  meekly. 


60  JEsop  Redivivus. 

"And  what  is  More,"  went  on  the  communi- 
cative 'Bird,  with  head  erect  and  Wings  out- 
spread, "  I  mean  to  Become  a  Musician." 

"  Instrumentalist  or  vocalist,"  croaked  a 
'Raven,  who  had  heard  What  was  not  Intended 
for  his  Ears. 

"  Both,"  replied  the  Peacock,  for  he  could 
not  define. 

"  Long  years  have  I  lived,"  replied  the 
Raven,  "  and  strange  and  Wondrous  Things 
have  I  Seen,  yet  never  have  I  Known  one  who 
was  Boastful  and  Vainglorious  become  a  true 
musician.  Excellence  is  the  Outcome  of 
Labour,  and  Music,  while  it  ennobles,  is  an 
Exacting  mistress.  If  after  Years  of  study  and 
Careful  Training  thou  shouldst — " 

"Come  along  dear,"  piped  the  Peacock  to 
his  oMate,  "the  Fluttering  has  gone  now." 

dMORcAL. 

3f  pou  eeeft  fame  for  fame  afone, 
gtm  cfear  of  aW  t$t  (ntueee ; 

£o%t  ^iefbe  to  foBe,  anb  patience  wine, 
Q#(Sere  t&hnt  offtme  foeee. 


jEsop  T^edivivus. 


61 


XXI. 


Plain  Speaking. 

"Y"^  ET  along  ! "  said  a  'Butterfly  to  a  Grub, 
^-*  how  dare  you  Brush  past  me  like  that?" 
"  You  once  were  a  Grub  yourself,  my  Fine 

Lady,"  said  a  'Bulrush  growing  Near. 

11  How  can  you  make  such  an  Assertion  ? " 

said  the  'Butterfly  hotly.      "  A  Grub  !  "      The 

very  thought  made  her  sneeze. 


62  jfEsop  %§divivus. 

"  You  say  that  /was  once  a  Grub  ?  " 

11 1  do,"  said  the  'Bulrush,  Firmly. 

"  I  should  like  to  Shake  you  for  your  Impu- 
dence," muttered  the  butterfly  to  herself. 
What  she  said  Aloud  was,  "  If  I  were  not  a 
Polite  Being  I  would  use  an  Epithet  to  you 
which  implies  the  Reverse  of  Truthful." 

"  I  know  quite  well  what  you  would  Say, 
but  for  all  that,  my  Dear,  I  remember  you  as 
a  Grub.  Why  Child,  I've  known  your  Family 
for  Generations.  Each  year  that  I  have  come 
up  there  has  been  Some  of  you  flitting  about 
me." 

"  Hear  him,"  said  oMtss  'Butterfly  in  Despair. 
"  I,  with  my  sparkling  Eyes  and  radiant  Hues, 
my  Sunny  wings  and  Delicate  Toes — once  a 
Grub!' 

Away  flew  the  'Butterfly,  hither  and  thither ; 
basking  first  on  a  Rose-leaf,  then  on  a  sweet 
Picotee.  Towards  the  scented  Groves,  and 
back  again  to  the  Grateful  Clover.  Oh  !  what 
a  Happy  Creature  was  she  ! 

One  day  during  her  flirtings  she  passed  the 
'Bulrush,  but  although  he  Bowed  politely,  she 
Pretended  not  to  see  him. 


JEsop  T{edivivus.  63 

The  days  were  like  years,  and  the  Sun  was 
always  shining.  Ah  !  what  it  is  to  be  a 
'Butterfly  !  There  came  an  evening  after  a 
warm  sultry  day,  when  not  a  Breath  of  wind 
Stirred  the  idrooping  flowrets,  steeped  and 
burdened  with  the  Kindly  Dew.  On  this 
particular  Evening  oMiss  'Butterfly  did  not  feel 
quite  as  Well  as  usual. 

"  I'll  go  to  the  'Bulrush"  she  said  to  a  friend, 
and  away  she  went. 

The  first  object  that  met  her  gaze  on  her 
arrival  was  an  Exquisite  specimen  of  her  own 
species. 

"Allow  me  to  Introduce  you,"  said  the 
'Bulrush  slyly,  "eMiss  Grub,  cMiss  'Butterfly ." 

"  Now,  Who  was  Who  ?  " 

Our  old  friend's  Lips  began  to  Curl  when 
the  lovely  stranger  said,  "  How  do  you  do, 
oMiss 'Butterfly  f" 

"We  have  just  been  talking  about  you,"  ex- 
claimed the 'Bulrush;  "my  little  friend  here 
is  Highly  Amused  at  your  Treatment  of  her 
as  a  Grub.  You  remember  Brushing  Past 
her  one  day  ?  " 

Pause. 


64 


sEsop  HSjzdivivus. 


"  There  is  one  thing  I  would  Say  in  Con- 
clusion,"— this  was  uttered  with  Scathing 
Sarcasm, — "  our  little  Grub  of  yore  possesses 
two  Wonderful  Qualities  which  rarely  combine: 
Besides  being  Beautiful,  and  an  Object  for 
Admiration,  she  is  Also  Politer 

(poftftneee  coete  na\x$t  8u*  is  wotty  a 
%uat  deaf. 


sEsop  T{edivivus. 


65 


XXll. 

Billy  and  Bully. 

"/^LAD  to  Meet  you,"  said  the  Goat,  "it 
V<  was  Good  of  you  to  protect  me  from 
that  dog  Yesterday." 

"  I  defended  you  because  I  believe  we  are 
Akin,"  said  the  'Bui/,  who  was  Deep  Red. 
"  We  possess  the  same  Power  of  Defence." 

"We  are  Abused  by  the  world  Generally," 
grumbled  the  Goal.  "  They  call  me  Hilly, 
which  is  an   Unwarrantable   liberty,  and  any 


66  s£sop  T^edivivus. 

human  Biped  who  happens  to  be  particularly 
Cowardly  and  Pugnacious  the  world  dubs 
'Bully,  which  is  an  affront  to  you." 

"  Hist  !  there  is  a  Lion  Looking  at  us." 

"Where?" 

"  Behind  you — don't  look.  He  thinks  that 
we  Cannot  See  him." 

"  My  hind  foot  is  lame,"  said  the  'Bull.  "  My 
corns  are  Troubling  me,  I  cannot  go,  so  don't 
leave  me,  'Billy." 

"  But  I'm  no  use,  I'm  Such  a  little  chap." 

"  None  too  small  to  do  a  Kindly  Service. 
It  is  not  the  Strong  and  Brave  who  prove  the 
Best  Friends,  but  the.  Staunch  and  True, 
whate'er  their  Stature." 

So  the  Goat  remained,  and  the  Lion,  tired 
of  waiting  till  the  Friends  should  part,  Went 
his  Way. 

qMOcRqAL. 

§tanb  firm  6p  gour  Broker, 
(fflfyatt'tt  map  Beftde, 

Je  efrong,  fong,  anb  wi&e. 


y^Esop  T^edivivus. 


67 


XX111. 

Least  Said  Soonest  Mended. 

"  T  HAVE  Made   a  Mistake,"  said  a  crafty 

*  C^otary,  as  he  went  through  the  Items 
of  a  Disputed  Account. 

"  Nay,  pardon  me,  it  is  I  who  made  the  mis- 
take," answered  the  Injured  Client. 

"How  so?" 

"  I  oMistook  You  for  an  Honest  Lawyer. 
Allow  me  to  Wish  you  a  very  good  morning." 

dMO^cAL. 
(HKtfJ  a  ftnave  bon't  content, 
§\Unu  itf  atwaptf  eafe. 

F  2 


68 


dbsop  rRedivivus. 


XXIV. 


Masher  Bunnie. 

"  r\R  !  I  wish  that  I  had  a  Brown  Coat," 
^~"^  said  a  disconsolate  little  Itunnze,  as 
he  Sat  on  a  large  dock  leaf  twirling  his 
Whiskers  in  the  sun.  "  Summer  is  Coming 
On,  and  I  am  as  Dingy  as  a  Toad.  Not  even 
a  white  front,  collar,  cuffs,  or  socks — all 
Brown." 


s£sop  cR§divivus.  69 

"  Brown  is  the  safest  of  all  colours  for  you 
my  Dear,"  said  his  QAunt. 

"How  so?" 

"  Because  it  is  the  Colour  of  the  Earth,  and 
you  can  trip  along  the  ploughed  fields  and 
under  the  hedges  without  so  much  fear  of 
Detection." 

a  Who  cares  about  being  Safe  ? "  snapped 
the  querrelous  cBunnie.  "I've  got  Four  Legs, 
haven't  I?" 

"  Oh  dear ! "  he  sighed,  when  his  QAunt 
turned  her  Back  and  left  him.  "  What  oAm  I 
to  do  ?  There  are  Plenty  of  things  which 
change  colour  for  Summer.  Why  not  I  ? 
Look  at  the  trees  ;  they've  got  a  Bran  New 
set  of  leaves  on.  And  the  birds.  Didn't  that 
Norwegian  rabbit  tell  me  that  the  ptarmigan 
in  his  country  had  White  Coats  for  winter  and 
Brown  Ones  for  summer.  Now  why  can't  I 
have  a  brown  coat  for  winter  and  a  white  one 
for  summer  ?  To  be  Brown  the  whole  year 
round  is  dreadful." 

But  he  determined  that  he  wouldn't  be 
Brown,  and  grew  so  Cross  and  Ill-tempered 
that  when  his  little  sister  passed  him  to  go  to 


7©  s£sop  T^edivivus. 

Dinner  he  gave  her  a  Severe  Shaking,  out  of 
pure  spite — not  because  she  merited  it. 

All  that  day,  and  the  next,  the  Rabbit 
Bewailed  his  Misfortune.  On  the  third  day 
he  went  for  a  Walk  alone.  His  ears  Hung 
Down  and  his  eyelids  drooped.  His  mouth 
curled  up  at  the  Corners,  his  nose  was  Several 
degrees  higher  than  his  forehead,  and  his  Tail 
swung  like  a  pendulum. 

Passing  along  a  Turnpike  road,  he  came  to 
a  mill.  The  door  was  Open,  and  he  could  see 
a  quantity  of  white  Dust  on  the  floor.  "  The 
very  thing,"  he  said,  his  features  relaxing. 
"  Now  for  a  Metamorphosis."  He  stepped  in 
and  rubbed  himself  from  head  to  foot  with  the 
dust  that  was  Heaped  Around. 

At  last  he  had  a  real  presentable  summer 
outfit.  He  came  Home  very  quickly,  but  it 
was  Already  late,  and  his  Family  were  in  bed. 
He  dare  not  go  down  his  own  Hole  for  fear  of 
spoiling  his  coat,  so  he  leaned  against  a  Hay- 
stack and  Slept  there  all  night. 

In  the  morning  none  of  his  Relations  knew 
him  till  he  spoke,  then  his  cAunt  recognised 
his  voice. 


s£sop  %edivivns. 


71 


"You  foolish  boy,"  she  said,  "mind  if  you 
don't  pay  the  Penalty  for  this  Folly." 

"  Fiddle-de-dee,'  said  cBunnie,  and  Capered 
round  the  field.  Just  then  a  sportsman  came 
up  with  a  pack  of  Dogs  after  him. 

"  To  holes  ! "  cried  a  buck,  who  was  Head 
of  the  family,  and  away  scampered  the  rabbits 
in  Compliance.  Our  white  friend  ran  as  fast 
as  any  of  the  Other  rabbits,  but  his  coat  being 
so  startling  in  Shade  the  dogs  Saw  him  much 
Plainer  than  the  rest  of  his  brethren,  and  as  if 
with  one  accord  they  made  a  Dead  Set  at  him 
— overtook  and  Worried  him. 

qMO%qAL. 

©on'f  cxcwt  for  fine  featfjere, 
%$t  Briber  fljeir  sfSaoe, 

%%t  greater  tfyt  danger 
Of  foin%  Uttaptb. 


72 


s£sop  cI{ediviviis. 


XXV. 


Duped. 


""yOU   failed   to    keep    your  Appointment 

A  with  me  yesterday,"  said  a  Frog  to 
a  Gnat. 

"  Nay,  I  was  at  the  Place  appointed,  even 
though  you  did  beg  of  me  not  to  Tell  my 
»    Mother,"  said  the  Gnat. 

11 1  beg  your  pardon." 

"  And  I  yours." 


s£sop  %edivivus.  73 

11 1  was  at  the  Monument  from  two  till  four." 

"And  I  from  one  till  five." 

"  There  must  be  Some  Mistake,  I  never 
saw  you." 

"  But  I  saw  you,  though  I  failed  to  make 
you  hear." 

"  That  is  Strange.  You  are  sure  you  were 
there  ? " 

"Yes." 

"  Well,  I  Hopped  round  and  round  for  two 
Mortal  hours." 

11  Hopped  round  it  ?  Ah  !  now  I  see.  You 
chose  the  Base  ?  " 

"Yes." 

"  I  the  summit — that's  the  Difference.  Next 
time  you  make  an  appointment  with  a  Country 
Girl,  oMr.  Frog,  please  be  More  Explicit." 

Q)oun<j  maibtw  Beware  of  tfyt  e5Bain  n?(So 

woufo  tatfyx 
Keep  out  of  $e  way  of  gout:  mottyct  cinb 

fatfier* 


74 


s£sop  cRedivivus. 


XXVI. 


Crossed. 


A    597  entered  the  ranks  of  an  Opposing 
Army  and  asked  to  be  Given  the  office 
of  trumpeter. 

There  was  a  vacancy  so  he  obtained  the 
post.  But  a  Soldier,  who  suspected  the  new 
Trumpeter  of  Treachery,  contrived  during  the 
night  to  Steal  into  the  enemy's  camp  and 
Change    Instruments.     He  gave   the  trumpet 


dEsop  %edivivus.  75 

belonging  to  his  own  corps  to  the  enemy,  and 
theirs  he  Brought  Away,  laying  it  quietly 
beside  the  Sleeping  Spy,  who  at  length  Awoke 
and  Blew  a  Blast.  Judge  everyone's  surprise 
during  the  early  morning  to  hear  a  retreat 
sounded,  and  the  enemy  recognising  their  own 
musician  and  instrument,  marched  away  leaving 
their  foe  Master  of  the  Field. 

<MO%oAL. 

(H)0en  a  ttic&eUt  ie  fricftefc 
^0en  none  can  compfain. 


76 


sEsop  T{edivivus. 


XXVll. 


The  Old  Spider  and  a  New  Fly. 

1 YV7ALK  into  your  parlour  !  for  what  do 
you  Take  me  pray  ? " 

"  A  Fly"  answered  the  Spider  Meekly. 

"  An  Idiot  you  had  better  have  said.  Walk 
into  your  Parlour  indeed  !  Flop  into  your 
web  you  mean,  and  kick,  and  kick,  and  kick, 
till  Death  releases  me,  or  you  should  want 
your  Dinner." 

"  No  offence  Miss,"  said  the  Spider,  climbing 
up  to  his  Attic. 


s£sop  %edivlvus.  jj 

"  Come  back,"  called  the  Irate  Fly  after  him. 
"  Come  back,  I  say,  and  Listen  to  what  I  have 
to  tell.  Once  there  was  a  time  when  Files, 
like  other  folk,  were  foolish.  Had  you  Invited 
my  great-grandmother,  she  Undoubtedly  would 
have  accepted  your  Alluring  Invitation.  But 
Not  Me,  cMr.  Spider,  Not  Me.  Everyone 
is  so  wise  now-a-days.  We  despise  what  once 
was  Credited.  Now  look  at  me,  oMr.  Spider. 
Mark  me  Well."  Here  the  Fly  Puffed  out 
her  Cheeks,  spread  her  wings,  rubbed  one  foot 
Against  the  Other  in  a  very  knowing  fashion, 
and  Rose  a  few  inches  in  the  air.  "I  fly,"  she 
said,  "  to  escape  from  your  Villanous  Clutches, 
and — "  a  oMartln  on  the  wing  swallowed  her  up! 

"  That's  Just  the  Way  with  the  wise  ones," 
said  the  Spider,  who  had  Watched  the  Fly's 
destruction.  "  Her  grandmother  may  have 
been  Foolish  and  old-fashioned  in  her  Ways, 
but  I'll  Wager  my  web  she  had  Eyes  enough 
to  see  a  bird." 

zMO%QAL. 
£6oee  ptoph  n?0o  eap  ttytp  an  met 


7» 


s£sop  T^edivivus. 


XXV111. 


Caught  in  his  own  Net. 

"  pAREWELL  my  Hoys,"  said  uncle  <Dick, 
who  lay  a-dying. 

He  had  been  a  Good  Man,  for  all  that  he 
believed  himself  to  be  Inspired  and  wrote 
Vile  poetry. 

"  To  think  that  you  must  Die,"  said  James. 
"  Oh  !  the  Pity  of  it !  " 


JEsop  T{edivivus.  79 

M  My  dear  kind  uncle,"  said  little  Hugh,  as 
he  kissed  the  Hand  that  had  always  dealt  so 
generously  towards  him. 

"  You  will  find  that  I  have  left  a  just  Will, 
and  divided  my  Possessions  with  Discretion." 

"Don't  speak  of  Wills,  Uncle,"  said  Hugh. 

u  I  have  Considered  both  your  Dispositions, 
and  have  apportioned  my  Property  Accord- 
ingly." 

"You  were  ever  a  Just  Man,"  said  James. 

11 1  may  have  acted  Foolishly  at  times,  but 
my  will  is  the  Outcome  of  much  thought  and 
deliberation. 

"  What  on  earth  is  the  Old  Fellow  driving 
at,"  reflected  jfames,  who  had  Toadied  his  uncle 
for  Many  Years,  hoping  to  Gain  Thereby. 

"You  have  both  been  good  'Boys,  and  will 
find  that  I  have  Appreciated  the  many  Kind- 
nesses you  have  Shown  me.     Farewell ! " 

The  uncle  died,  and  his  will  was  read. 

"To  my  nephew  James,"  it  ran,  "I  bequeath 
my  Greatest  earthly  possession — my  works, 
twenty-eight  Volumes  of  Verse.  He  liked  to 
hear  me  read  my  poetry,  and  recognised  my 
genius,   though   Nobody   Else   did.      To   my 


8o 


sEsop  cBsedivivns. 


nephew  Hugh,  who  has  No  imagination,  but 
is  Honest  and  Truthful,  and  is  business-like  in 
his  tastes  and  habits,  I  bequeath  my  money, 
lands,  goods,  and  chattels,  and  whatsoever  I 
possess." 

qMO%qAL. 

jff  cautft  in  (U  (rap  (§ai  SBe  6atf 
^Smaft?  epmpaflSp  faffe  to  our  fo^ 


^Esop  TSjzdivivus. 


81 


XXIX. 


Bitter  Honey 

"  r*  OOD-BYE,  dear  John,  it  should  be  a 
^-^  Comfort  to  you  to  know  that  you  go 
to  the  Scaffold  with  a  Clear  Conscience  and 
have  my  full  confidence  in  your  Innocence.  It 
ought  to  Alleviate  your  Distress  to  know  that 
you  bear  the  Punishment  for  one  who  is  your 
Enemy,  and  who  now  is  Free  to  roam  whither- 
soever he  will." 


82  s£sop  %edivivus. 

"  It  is  hard,"  said  the  man,  calmly. 

M  Yes,  Very  hard,  I'm  glad  you  Feel  for  me. 
You  always  did.  Whatever  shall  I  do  when 
you  are  gone  ?  To  whom  shall  I  Fly  for 
sympathy  ?  Oh  dear,  what  a  nuisance  !  There 
will  be  all  sorts  of  questions  Cropping  Up  that 
I  want  to  ask  you  when  you  are  No  More — " 

"  Quiet,  sweetheart,  say  some  Words  of 
Comfort  to  me." 

"John,  how  long  shall  I  wait,  and  who 
shall  I  Marry  when  you  are  Dead  ?  There 
now,  don't  cry  dear.  You  were  Always  a 
good  kind  Lover,  and  it  woe's  Me,  for  I  shall 
Miss  you  Sorely." 

^MO'BsAL. 

%  eefftefj  eouf  #ae  epee 
ZQ<xt  neBer  eee  oiefreee, 

(&no  eare  S$(Hc0  never  0ear 
(&  crp  of  pain. 


sSsofi  %edivivus. 


83 


XXX. 


Diamond  Cut  Diamond. 


"  "M  ®^  my  men>"  sa^  tne  ®/ww^  oMan  who 
Owned  the  stone,  M  you  have  been  to 
my  quarry  and  have  seen  Another  stone,  which 
do  you  think  the  Better  of  the  two  ?" 

"  This  one,"  said  the  <£Man  with  the  oMallet. 
He  Grimaced  to  his  friend  as  he  spoke,  for  he 


G2 


84 


y^Esop  T{edivivus. 


was  not  telling  the  truth.  He  wished  to  Cheat 
the  afflicted  oMerchant. 

"This  is  a  better  Stone  than  the  One  at  the 
Quarry  ? " 

"  Yes." 

"Then  you  shall  have  this  for  the  same 
money  as  the  other,"  said  the  li/ind  oMan, 
kindly.     "  Take  It  away." 

to  fricli  or  itytat  a  man  wgo  cannot  eee 
J0  ungeturoue  to  t$t  faet  otcpu. 


sEsop  %edivivus. 


85 


XXXI. 


Conflicting  Statements. 


"  C\&  !  let  me  Go,"  cried  z'Barn'Door  Cock 
^^     to  a  dairymaid  who  was  bent  on  his 

destruction.     "  Let  me  go,   I  Never  did  you 

any  Harm." 

"  What  is  the  matter  ? "  said  the  oMistress, 

Stepping  forward. 


86  j&sop  %edivivtis. 

"Please  ma'am,  this  Fellow  leads  all  the 
hens  into  your  flower  garden." 

"  I  don't,"  said  the  Cock.     "  It  is  untrue." 

"  Which  am  I  to  believe  ?"  said  the  oMistress. 

"Believe  me  ma'am,"  said  the  dMaid,  and 
she  Squeezed  the  bird's  throat  so  that  he  could 
offer  no  Defence. 

"  But  what  have  you  to  do  with  the  flower 
garden  that  you  should  wish  to  Kill  him,  your 
work  lies  among  the  churns." 

"  Make  her  let  me  go,  ma'am,"  said  the  Cock, 
Freeing  his  Throat  after  a  Violent  Struggle. 
Then  when  the  oMaid  released  her  Hold,  he 
shook  his  Feathers  and  said  : 

"  Ma'am,  the  maids  here  have  a  Spite  against 
me,  and  have  all  threatened  to  twist  my  Neck." 

"  Why  so  my  poor  "Bird?  " 

M  Because  I  Crow  too  loud,  I  'waken  you 
every  morning." 

"  That's  a  fact." 

u  And  you  Rout  the  maids  out  of  Bed  earlier 
than  they  Like.  They  say  if  it  were  not  for 
Me  you  would  lie  half  an  hour  longer,  and  so 
would  they." 


s£sop  eI{edivivus.  87 

"  Indeed  ! "  said  the  oMistress,  Significantly. 
"  Now  away  with  you,"  to  the  oMaid,  "  and  if 
you  Dare  to  lay  a  finger  on  that  bird,  I'll — " 

11  Cock-a-doodle-do  ! " 

tMO^oAL. 

Ifytat  BoflJ  ei&ee  voitty  ftrmneee, 

QJu  umyixt  te  Bound 
£0  mut  et>er£  cZknt 

On  imyattiat  ground. 


88 


s£sop  T^edivivus. 


XXX11. 

Confirmed  by  Taste. 

L_T  ERE'S  the  first  Thistle  I've  seen  since 

I  left  Edinbro' "  said  a  'Donkey ,  as  he 

Tramped   along    a   Private    Road   at   Dover. 

"  It   does  my   poor   old    eyes  Good   to  meet 

anything  which  comes  fra'  bonnie  Scotland." 

"  I'm  not  Scotch,"  said  the  Thistle  Disdain- 
fully, M  I'm  French,  I  was  Planted  here  because 
I  couldn't  help  it.  There  was  a  Terrible  Wind 
blowing  at  Calais  that  night." 


u^Esop  %edivivus. 


89 


11  But,  my  wee  lassie,  ye  look  Scotch," 
"  Appearances  are  sometimes  deceptive." 
"  Very  likely,  but  taste  seldom  errs  :  Aye, 
sure  enu  it's  Scotch,"  declared  the  'Don&ey, 
as  he  munched  away  at  the  Haughty  Thistle, 
"  I've  eaten  too  mony  in  my  time  for  there  to 
be  a  doot  on't." 

oMOTicAL. 

£0  oieoSSn  pour  peopfe  or  nation  t0  wrong, 
jfofft  fcutgij  at  anb  ntocft  eucjj  presence. 


9o 


yllsop  %edivivus. 


XXX111. 


Prejudice. 


1  YN77ELL,  bless  my  Keys,"  said  the  Clarionet, 

**  "if  there  isn't  old  Schmeckpiffer dam 
back  again." 

"And  looking  as  'witching  as  ever,"  said  the 
little  'Drum. 

"As  Seedy,  you  mean,"  Contradicted  the 
Cornet. 

"  His  hair  has  grown  somewhat  longer,  his 
Body  lankier,  his  Eyes  have  Grown  Duller, 


dEsop  cI{edivivus.  91 

and  his  Nose  more  pointed ;  save  for  these 
Trivial  alterations,  my  brother,  I  find  no  differ- 
ence in  the  man.  And  a  Fiddle  who  could 
Boast  of  having  been  Caressed  by  the  immortal 
Paganini  ought  to  be  an  authority." 

"Hush,"  crashed  the  Cymbals,  " old Schmeck- 
pifferdam  is  About  to  Speak." 

"  My  friends,"  began  the  Conductor,  address- 
ing the  orchestra  with  his  Usual  Politeness, 
"  I've  but  lately  returned  from  Leipzig." 

"  Tune  me  !  if  ever  I  heard  such  a  duffer  in 
my  life  !  "  struck  in  the  'Bass  Fiddle,  during  a 
pause  occasioned  by  Herr  Schmeckpifferdam 
Clearing  his  Throat.  The  Conductor  hated  the 
'Bass  Fiddle,  and  as  a  natural  consequence  the 
'Bass  Fiddle  had  a  Very  low  estimation  of  the 
Conductor. 

"  While  in  Leipzig  I  heard  Wonderful  music 
— music,  my  friends,  which  brought  Tears  to 
my  eyes,  and — " 

"A  lump  in  your  throat,"  suggested  the 
Viola.     "  Go  on." 

"  —  I  must  say  took  me  Quite  by  Surprise. 
I  heard  a  wonderfully  beautiful — an  exquisite 
symphony   composed  by  an    Englishman,  my 


92  sEsop  %edivivus. 

friends,  a  countryman  of  your  own,  one  John 
Smith." 

"  Oh "  rose  from  every  pipe,  every  string  ; 
even  the  drums  Groaned. 

"  May  I  be  tootle-tootled  if  I  Venture  to 
play  a  single  Note  of  John  Smith's  symphony," 
piped  the  Flute,  in  a  perfect  Frenzy  of  Passion. 
"John  Smith  indeed  !  Look  at  him  all  of  you  ! 
There's  a  fine  Conductor  /  Goes  to  Leipzig, 
comes  back  with  a  Tear  in  his  eye,  and  a  lump 
in  his  throat — over  what  ?  Why,  over  a  John 
Smith." 

"  I  always  told  you  old  Schmeckpifferdam 
was  an  ass,"  came  from  the  Exultant  'Bass 
Fiddle. 

Again  the  Conductor  spoke.  "  Before  I 
submit  to  you  the  score,  gentlemen,  let  me 
give  you  an  Idea  of  the  oAdagioT  Here  then 
Schmeckpifferdam  took  up  the  Fiddle,  which 
had  Always  a  tale  to  tell  of  his  beloved  Paganini, 
and  played  a  sad,  painful  strain,  as  of  some 
creature  in  distress  who  Appealed  for  Aid  in 
vain.  A  stoney-hearted  monster  seemed  to 
Jeer  at  the  suffering  one  ;  bid  her  mingle  with 
the  World  and  make  merry.     Once  more  the 


sEsop  T^edzvivus.  93 

supplicating  voice,  once  more  the  heart- 
rending wail,  then  a  Wild  Cry  of  despair, 
and  the  voice  died  away  in  the  stillness  of 
Death. 

"Well,"  sighed  the  'Cello,  "by  my  bridge, 
I  was  Never  so  affected  in  my  life." 

"  Nor  I,  Nor  I,"  echoed  the  husky  chorus. 

"I  feel,"  said  the  Cornet  sadly,  "just  the 
same  as  I  always  do  when  playing  Spohr's 
1  cRgse  Sweetly  blooming.1  When  I  come  to 
that  Exquisite  modulation,  I  feel  as  if  I  could 
bloom  away  for  ever  ! " 

"And  that  Theme,  my  friends,"  said  the 
Conductor,  bowing  to  the  orchestra,  "that 
Theme  which  I  have  Tried  to  interpret  is  but  a 
Feeble  illustration  of  John  Smith's  symphony." 

JMOTicAL. 

(prejudice  85iW  warp  tfie  min&, 
@n&  cramp  t$t  aMtet  §<xnb. 


94 


s£sop  cRKedivivus. 


XXXIV. 


Dissatisfied  Madam. 


'  I  'HERE  was  once  a  young  Couple  about  to 
Set  Up  housekeeping.     They  wandered 
round  the  fields  Together  to  seek  a  Picturesque 
spot. 

"This  situation  is  delightful,"  said  the  'Buck, 
"the  hills  Shelter  us  on  the  north  and  the 
Forest  on  the  east.  I've  heard  my  grandfather 
say  such  Surroundings  were  good." 


Alsop  %edivivus.  95 

"  Perhaps  your  grandfather  had  Rheumatism, 
and  looked  at  Everything  from  a  Painful 
Standpoint.  I  don't,  and  hate  being  sheltered 
as  if  I  were  a  bald  ^ig.  Come  along,"  said 
the  %oe. 

They  tramped  about  for  an  hour  and  stood 
at  the  Top  of  a  very  high  Cliff. 

"  See,  this  is  charming.  You  can  see  the 
country  for  Miles  around.  A  place  like  this 
ought  to  suit  you.  There  is  not  the  Shadow 
of  a  Shelter  anywhere." 

"  Have  you  brought  me  up  here  to  induce 
me  to  commit  suicide  ?  Do  you  want  our 
inquisitive  Progeny  to  break  their  dear  little 
necks  ? " 

"  You  did  not  like  the  Valley,  love ! " 

"  No." 

"  And  you  don't  fancy  the  Hills." 

11  Certainly  not." 

"  Shall  we  try  a  Level  Tract  ? " 

0  A  Level  Tract !  A  common  go-between — 
neither  one  thing  nor  another !  No,  indeed, 
oMr.  cBuck)  do  you  wish  to  Insult  me  ? " 


96 


j£sop  T^edivivus. 


11 1  wish  to  bid  you  good  day,  my  dear,  till 
you  are  in  a  better  humour.  I  will  meet  you 
again  when  you  have  found  some  Suitable  Spot 
where  we  can  make  our  Home." 

The  'Doe  is  Still  wandering. 

^MOcRqAL. 

^ome  people  erie*  n>(So  ne'er  eafteftefc  are, 
(&nb  witty  man  anb  nature  are  aftoage  at  IBar. 


y^Esop  %edivivus. 


97 


XXXV. 


Terpsichorean  Art. 


A    YOUNG   Lady  Crab   was  very  Anxious 
to  visit  France.     Some  one  of  her  ac- 
quaintance had  lived  there,  and  related  such 
Stories  of  the  delightful  cities  that  it  completely 
Turned  oMdlle  Crab's  shell. 

She  would  get  behind  a  Stone  and  commence 
dancing,  One,  Two,  Three.   Three,  Two,  One, 


H 


98  s£sop  T^edivivus. 

"At  any  rate  when  I  get  there,"  she  would 
say  to  herself  (and  this  was  a  Great  Comfort  to 
her),  "  I  shall  know  how  to  polka."  0?ie,  Two, 
Three.     Three,  Two,  One. 

A  Young  Gentleman  Crab  crawled  on  the 
beach  one  Saturday  afternoon  and  Watched 
her.  His  Crabship's  Heart  was  Touched.  She 
was  a  very  pretty  Creature  certainly.  "We 
cannot  Afford  to  let  such  a  Beauty  migrate. 
We  can  fully  Appreciate  her  Charms  at  home," 
he  said  to  the  seawrack,  and  he  closed  his 
Claws  the  better  to  Consider  how  he  might 
Win  her.  The  next  week  he  waited,  and  she 
Disappeared  as  usual  behind  a  stone. 

He  called  out,  "  Miss,  if  you'll  Condescend 
to  let  me,  I'll  teach  you  a  Newer  Step  than  the 
one  you  know." 

"  Oh  ! "  said  oMiss  Crab,  blushing  rosy  red, 
11 1  didn't  know  Anyone  was  a-looking." 

11  Of  course  not,"  said  the  Gallant  assuringly, 
"  how  should  you  ? " 

So  she  came  out  on  the  Beach,  and  he  gave 
her  a  Lesson.  She  said  he  took  Very  long 
steps,  but  he  reminded  her  that  he  had  been  in 


Aisop  H{edivivus.  99 

France,  and  knew  what  he  was  about.  He 
danced  jFour,  Five,  Six,  instead  of  One,  Two, 
Three,  to  his  polka. 

"  Now  you  can  hop  beautifully,"  he  declared, 
when  his  pupil  was  out  of  breath.  "  You  have 
Acquired  the  toe  Business,  now  you  must  begin 
with  the  language." 

"  Yes,"  simpered  the  Lady. 

11  You  know  what  a  Verb  is  ? " 

"  Of  course,"  she  answered,  raising  her 
feelers.  She  had  no  Eyebrows,  so  she  just 
raised  what  she  had. 

"Well,  we  will  take  the  verb  To  Love, 
J'aime-— say  it  after  me — J'aime,  I  love." 

"  J'aime — I  love."  The  teacher  looked  very 
Hard  at  the  pupil. 

"  Tu  aimes — thou  lovest,  ahem  ! " 

"  Tu  aimes — thou  lovest,"  repeated  the  Lady. 

"  II  aime — he  loves,"  and  the  tutor  Smacked 
his  Lips. 

"  II  aime — he  loves,"  which  made  the  Lady 
titter. 

"  Nous  aimons — we  love."  They  never  Got 
any  Further  with  the  French  language  than 

h  2 


100 


dEsop  %edivivus. 


that.  It  was  strange,  but  they  both  understood 
each  other  in  English,  and  the  young  Lady 
Crab  Sacrificed  Ambition  and  a  worldly 
craving  to  become  the  wife  of  a  plain,  matter- 
of-fact  John  Bull. 

<£MO%oAL. 

^(Jere'e  6eauty  at  0ome,  anb  Son't  croee  t$t  eeae 
^o  <jad$er  flie  \x\x\t  w§ic§  <3*on>  on  our  freee. 


s£sop  %edivivus. 


IOI 


XXXVI. 


The  Inquisitive  Shepherd. 

A  HETZgMIT  asked  an  Inquisitive  Shepherd 
**"  to  Stay  to  supper.  The  invitation  was 
accepted. 

"  This  is  fine  soup,"  said  the  oMan,  "  what  is 
it  made  of?" 

11  Eels  shins,"  said  the  Hermit. 

"  You  live  very  Retired.  Where  did  you 
Reside  before  you  came  here  ? " 


102 


s£sop  T^edivivus. 


"  In  a  balloon." 

"  And  why  did  you  leave  your  balloon  ?  " 

M  Because  I  was  Footsore." 

"  What  are  you  by  Trade  ? " 

"  A  Gentleman's  servant." 

"  And  who  did  you  Wait  upon  ?  " 

"  Myself." 

£MO%qAL. 

JnquietftEe  foil  are  eufijecf  to  enuBe, 
^(SoucjjS  i$t%  ne'er  eee  t$t  point  of  odicatt  rufie. 


v'      A 


^Esop  cBKedivivus. 


103 


XXXV11. 

Piscatory  Greatness. 

OIX  little  Trout  did  not  Deign  to  swim  in 
^     the  same  river  as  did  the  Other  fish. 

11  We  are  aristocrats,"  they  said  among 
themselves,  "and  it  is  Not  Meet  that  we  should 
Mingle  with  the  Common  Shoal.  Come,  let 
us  away,  and  find  a  place  wherein  to  Disport 
our  well-bred  fins." 

11  I've  found  a  Dear  little  creek,"  said  Fish 
V^o.i. 


104  s£sop  %edivivus. 

-  "  Ah  !  but  yesterday  I  met  an  eel  coming 
out,"  said  Fish  C^o.  2. 

11 1  see  a  splendid  pool,"  said  Fish  5\o.  3. 

"  It  smells  pikish,"  said  Fish  5\\?.  4. 

"  But  here  is  a  Delightful  Bay,"  said  Fish 

"Yes,  we'll  go  there,"  agreed  Fish  C^Qo.  6. 
And  they  went. 

"  How  Delightful  to  be  select !  " 

"  Will  you  see  that  the  Refrectory  is  all  that 
it  Should  be?" 

"  I'll  just  Swim  by  the  esplanade." 

"  Nay,  go  rather  by  the  terrace."  Were  a 
few  of  the  well-bred  Expressions  used  Imme- 
diately on  their  taking  possession. 

"  My  great  great-grandfather  used  to  say — " 

"  Piscatorian,  I  beg  of  you  not  to  Worry  us 
with  the  Maxims  and  Arguments  of  your  illus- 
trious progenitor.  There  is  No  Need  to  trade 
upon  one's  ancestor  for  greatnes,  our  position 
is  assured. 

"Ahem!  Haw-Haw!"  formed  a  trouty 
chorus. 

How  long  such  fine  Language  continued  to 
Flow  from  their  well-bred  lips  is  unknown,  but 


y£sop  cI{edivivus.  105 

when  the  Tide  turned  they  failed  to  Recognize 
the  Danger  they  were  in.  Away,  away — im- 
perceptibly at  first,  but  surely  enough,  away 
went  the  water,  leaving  a  Shallow  little  Lake 
and  the  fishes  in  it — not- to  Play  at  Greatness, 
but  to  be  Caught,  for  a  Man  passing  by  saw 
them. 

And  strange  as  it  may  Seem  to  you  and  me 
who  know  their  sentiments,  when  these  fish 
were  Cooked,  would  you  believe  it  ?  they 
tasted  Just  the  Same  as  common,  every-day 
trout. 

<£MOT{qAL. 

($■  wdb&ttb  pereon  neSer  frafcea 
(Upon  0i0  cjtrand  bwunt. 


io6 


s£sop  %edivivus. 


XXXVlll. 


Pride  goes  Before  a  Fall. 

"  /^\H  !  if  I  hadn't  such  long  legs,"  sighed  a 

^-^     'Brahma  Chick. 

"  Long  Legs  indeed  ! "  screamed  tiny  Speckles, 
the  smallest  of  the  clutch,  "  why,  I  think  Long 
Legs  are  Beautiful.  See  what  Heaps  of 
Things  you  can  reach  which  I  cannot,"  and  a 
tear  dropped  from  oMiss  Speckles1  eye,  so 
genuine  was  her  Grief. 


dEsop  T^edivtvus.  107 

"  Long  Legs  are  certainly  an  advantage," 
said  grave-looking  Ginger,  the  only  boy  of  the 
family. 

"  So  I'm  beautiful,  reflected  oMiss  'Brahma, 
both  Speckles  and  Ginger  think  so.  Now 
I  come  to  think  of  it,  those  queer  looking 
creatures  with  Green  eyes  all  over  their 
tails  have  Long  Legs.  I've  as  much  right 
to  the  front  Garden  as  they  have.  I'm  too 
good  for  the  back  Garden,  I  am,"  and  away 
strutted  oMiss  'Brahma,  to  mingle  in  Better 
Society,  as  she  put  it. 

"  What's  that  Thing  ?  "  enquired  <£Mr.  Tea- 
cock,  as  oMiss  'Brahma  made  her  debut  on  the 
lawn. 

"  Don't  be  Alarmed,  my  love.  It's  only  a 
harmless  Chick  come  to  Look  at  us,"  said 
oMrs.  'Peahen,  superciliously. 

"  Shoo  !  Shoo  ! "  said  the  Gardener,  and 
dMiss  'Brahma  had  to  go. 

"  Cook,"  said  the  oMistress  to  her  Servant, 
next  Morning,  "  Johnstone  complains  that  one 
of  the  chickens  has  begun  to  stray  on  the 
lawn.     Just  keep  a  sharp  look  out,  and  if  it 


io8 


sEsop  %edivivus. 


•ever  occur  again,  we  will  have  the  Tiresome 
Thing  for  breakfast. 

Ginger  heard  the  sentence,  and  told  his 
sister.  oMiss  cBrahma  took  the  Lesson  to 
Heart,  and  Cured  herself  of  her  Foolish  Pride. 
Eventually,  she  Became  a  sensible  and  un- 
obtrusive Hen,  the  very  pattern  of  the  roost. 

<ZM01{cAL. 

Btt  pour  eare  6e  cfoseo  to  ftattixp 
($no  open  to  aopice. 


s£sop  cBsedivivus. 


109 


XXXIX. 

The  Wrong  Word. 

A  FOOLISH  Hind  once  fell  in  love.  The 
^^  worst  of  it  was,  he  did  not  know  what  to 
say  to  the  Girl,  so  he  sought  Advice  of  his 
oMaster. 

"  What  shall  I  tell  her  ? "  he  asked,  after 
Going  into  Particulars. 

"  Well,"  said  the  oMaster,  with  a  Comical 
Twinkle  in  the  corner  of  his  eye.     "  The  easiest 


no  sEsop  T^edivivus. 

thing  for  you  to  do,  is  to  tell  the  Girl  that  she 
has  Stolen  your  Heart. 

A  few  days  afterwards  the  Hind  came  to 
his  oMaster,  in  a  perfect  Frenzy  of  Passion. 

"  A  nice  thing  you've  done — Good  Advice 
you've  given — you've  Lost  me  my  Sweetheart, 
you  have  !  " 

"  How  so  ? "  asked  the  oMaster  Anxiously. 

u  Well,  directly  I  said  to  her  what  you  Told 
me  to  say,  she  began  screaming  and  Ran 
Away." 

"  What  did  you  Say  to  her  ?  " 

"  What  you  advised  me." 

"  But  what  was  that  ? " 

"  I  told  her  she'd  stolen  my  Liver." 

ZMOTiQAL. 

(&  Sort  t0  a  ematt  tfiina;, 
QBuf  IBgen  mieappfieo, 

t£§<xt  it  map  worft  miecfKef 
Cannot  fie  oenieo. 


Aisop  %edivivus. 


ill 


xl. 

Wide-awake  Croesus, 


A  oMISET^  lay  Very  111,  and  his  relatives 
*^  thought  that  he  would  Die.  What 
Bothered  them  was,  they  did  not  know  Any- 
thing of  His  Affairs,  how  much  he  possessed, 


112  sEsop  T{edivivus. 

or  where  he  had  Invested  his  Money.  But 
the  fact  remained — he  was  rich. 

A  young  Kinsman  wishful  to  take  advantage 
of  the  Helplessness  of  the  oMiser,  and  desiring 
to  Cheat  the  other  members  of  the  family, 
bought  a  Magic  Lantern,  and  thought  he  would 
Frighten  old  Croesus  into  Confessing  Every- 
thing. 

The  oMiser  awoke,  and  behold  ! 

The  vision  said  to  him,  "  John  Thomas,  you 
are  About  to  Die  !  " 

"  That's  stale  news,"  said  the  oMiser,  blink- 
ing. "  Are  there  no  Later  Bulletins  than  that 
issued,  where  you  come  from  ? " 

"  And  you  are  Rich,"  continued  the  'Vision, 
"  but  I  know  Every  Secret  that  is  in  your 
breast.  You  would  relieve  your  mind,  I  can 
see  that  Something  is  disturbing  you.  Tell 
me  where  your  Wealth  lies  Hid,  and  your 
Conscience  will  be  the  lighter.  In  that  Box 
lies  Treasure — you  see  I  know." 

"  Pish  !  "  said  the  oMiser,  "  gammon  !  I  take 
the  gold  which  is  for  current  expenses,  out  of 
that  box  Every  Night,  and  stick  it  under  my 
Pillow.    And  as  for  all  that  Twaddle  about  my 


^Esop  T^edivivus.  113 

Conscience,  and  my  wealth  being  hid — and 
you  knowing  all  _I  know,  if  you're  a  New 
Fangled  thought-reader,  go  back  and  Learn 
your  business  properly.  You're  a  fine  Noodle 
to  hit  on  an  Empty  Box  ! " 

And  the  Invalid  chinked  his   Gold,  turned 
on  his  pillow  and  went  to  Sleep. 

oMO^cAL. 

©on'*  tvwt  (0  a  fraud  to  fitter  gour  aime, 
Out  of  n<xu$t  can  come  na\i$t,  anb  notaries 
ttmains. 


ii4 


sEsop  cB^divivus. 


xli. 

Master  Cubby. 

"  /^  O  to  bed,  dears,"  said  Reynard,  speaking 
^-^     to  his  family  generally. 
"  I  should  Never  think  of  taking  precedence 
of    you,"    said   the   first-born    in    Deferential 
tones. 


j?£sop  %edivivus.  115 

"  But,  when  I  tell  you  to  do  so  ! " 

"  Such  excellent  Training  as  I  have  received, 
cannot  be  Forgotten  at  a  moment's  notice. 
You  have  taught  me  Never  to  precede  my 
Elders." 

A  pause. 

"oMatnma,  you  look  Tired,  dear,"  said 
%eynard  to  his  Spouse,  somewhat  later,  "  I 
think  you  had  better  Go  to  Rest." 

"  Thank  you,  but  my  Breathing  is  Very  Bad 
to-night,"  and  she  glanced  Meaningly  at  the 
foot  prints  of  the  hounds,  at  the  Mouth  of  her 
Home.  Visitors  there  might  be  Within, 
awaiting  her  arrival.  Thank  you  she  would 
Prefer  remaining  out  of  doors. 

T{eynard  looked  round.  "Cubby,  you  go  to 
bed,  this  instant." 

11  Yes,  papa." 

"  And  Cubby—" 

"  Yes,  sir." 

"  When  you  get  to  the  Far  end  of  the  hole, 
call  out,  let  me  know.  That  *Bor  will  be 
having  Bronchitis  if  he  sleeps  Near  the  Door 
to-night,"  he  explained  afterwards. 

12 


1 1 6  ALsop  %edivivus. 

Cubby  was  none  so  Simple  as  he  Looked. 
He  was  Fully  Aware  why  he  had  been  sent  to 
bed  before  any  of  the  others,  and  he  deter- 
mined to  give  a  Roland  for  an  Oliver. 

He  went  to  bed. 

His  family  waited  and  listened,  peeped  and 
spied,  but  Never  a  Sound  or  a  movement. 

"And  he  had  Such  powerful  lungs,"  thought 
his  oMamma. 

"  They've  made  Short  Work  of  Cubby" 
considered  his  papa. 

Sunrise  found  the  family  of  foxes  Crampy, 
stiff,  and  Miserable. 

"  Good  Morning,"  said  Cubby,  at  length, 
coming  to  the  Mouth  of  the  Hole.  It  was 
close  upon  Noon. 

"  What !  Cubby  ?"  came  from  Every  tongue. 

"  You  young  Rascal,"  cried  T^ynard, 
"  you've  been  to  sleep.  Why  didn't  you  Call 
Out  ?  I  told  you  last  night  to  go  to  the  End  of 
the  cave,  and  then  Let  me  Know." 

11  I've  a  Treacherous  Memory,"  said  Cubby, 
11  you're  told  me  so  before  to-day,  but  wasn't 
it  jolly  having  All  the  Bed  to  Myself,  and 
rolling  off  all  the  soft ! " 


sEsop  %edivivus. 


117 


Nobody  saw  the  joke  but  Cubby. 

"  I  believe  you  were  Afraid  of  the  hounds' 
Footprints,"  said  he,  "  but  none  seemed  to  have 
gumption  enough  to  Notice  that  they  were 
turned  towards  the  village." 

£MO%oAL. 

Qfc  eimpfe  %i$t  map  6e  fiotfi  eljrewd  anb  cfear, 
Q&Un  otfyttB  tumUt  0e  map  ftnow  no  fear. 


n8 


Aisop  %edivivus. 


xlii. 

Professional. 

"  A  ND  once  a  dog  Bit  me." 
**         "  Indeed,"  said  the  "Bull. 

"And  a  cat  took  Possession  of  my  left  eye." 

"  Good  gracious  !  " 

"  I've    had    colic    and    cramp    for   Weeks 
together." 

"Well,  I  never!"      . 

"  I  was  imprisoned  in  a  disused  Watering- 
can,  and  kept  for  six  weeks  Without  Food." 


AZsop  %edivivus.  119 

"Poor  thing,  and  did  ye  live?"  asked  the 
Goat. 

"  I've  been  reduced  to  Such  Privations,  as  to 
be  obliged  to  Bolt  my  own  skin." 

"  Mercy  on  us  ! " 

Thus  the  Frog  bewailed  his  Sad  Condition  : 

"  During  a  severe  thunderstorm,  I  lost  All 
my  children,  and  my  husband  was  Struck  by 
Lightning." 

"  My  heart  Bleeds  for  you,"  said  the  Stag. 

"  And  now,  gentlemen,  the  most  Trivial 
Donation  will  receive  my  Heartfelt  Thanks." 

"  I  never  give  to  professional  croakers,"  said 
the  Fox,  "  and,"  turning  to  his  friends,  "  if  you 
are  wise,  you  will  Follow  my  Example." 

^MO^oAL. 

(geaf  Mefre60  ie  Bihnt, 
QHen&tcancg  t>cr6oee. 


120 


s£sop  %edivivus. 


xliii. 

A  Vacancy  Occurs. 

A    FOX  met  an  oApe,  "  Do  you  know  "  said 
the  Fox,  "where  the  Hunters  are  at  this 
Present  moment  ? " 

"  Following  the  hounds." 
"  Have  vou  Seen  them  ?  " 
"  Times  innumerable." 
"  Eh  ? " 
"  Times  innumerable." 


s£sop  %edivivus.  121 

"  Are  you  Daft  ?  " 

"  No,  but  my  twin-brother  is." 

"  What  turn  does  his  foolishness  take  ?  " 

"  Second  on  the  right,  third  on  the  left  ?  " 

11  Get  out  !  " 

The  Fox  went  by,  but  presently  Returned, 
and  said  to  the  QApe,  "  I  should  like  to  Help 
you  on  in  Life.  Would  you  like  a  dolt's 
place  ? " 

"  What !  are  you  leaving  a  Good  Situation  ? " 

dMO^cAL. 

Q^ecauee  one  foofie  0imp£e  jwt  Bear  t§\&  in  ntino, 
%t  map  6e  more  fearn'o  t§<m  flje  xt&t  of  0ie  &inb. 


122 


</£sop  %edivivus. 


xliv. 

Curiosity  and  Danger  go 
Hand  in  Hand. 

"T^O  you  know,"   said  a  Pert  young  'Bee, 
^"^     with  a  Smudge  on  her  Cheek,  "  that 

the  Italians  have  got  a  new  hive." 

"  No,"  replied  a  pensive  looking  'Drone,  "  I 

did  not  know,  at  least,"  he  corrected   himself, 

for  he  was  Very  Exact,  "  until  you  informed 

me  I  did  not." 


sEsop  %edivivus.  123 

"  Yes,"  went  on  oMiss  'Bee,  u  such  a  Beauty, 
Wooden,  square,  and  smooth,  with  bits  of  glass 
let  in — and  oh  !  would  you  believe  it,  artificial 
combs  ! " 

"  Never,"  cried  the  'Drone  in  horror.  "  No 
Queen  in  the  World  would  allow  it.  Artificial 
Combs  indeed  !  You'll  be  telling  me  Next 
they  extract  Honey  from  artificial  flowers," 
and  the  pensive-looking  Drone  frowned  at  the 
pert  'Bee. 

All  that  day  and  the  next,  the  inquisitive 
*Bee  kept  Buzzing  round  and  round  her  Neigh- 
bours' new  hive.  Once,  one  of  her  own  hive 
Caught  her,  and  sent  her  home  with  a  Stinging 
reprimand.  All  to  no  purpose.  She  flew 
back  in  half  an  hour,  as  Naughty  and  as 
inquisitive  as  ever.  She  whisked  under  the 
hive,  Buzzed  round  it,  soared  above  it,  then 
she  could  bear  it  No  Longer,  and  determined 
to  see  what  was  inside.  Creeping  behind  a 
very  heavily-laden  Italian  Bee,  she  just  managed 
to  get  round  the  Corner  of  the  Entrance, 
when  oh  !  she  was  pounced  upon  and  well- 
nigh  Strangled. 


124  s£sop  %edivivus. 

11  What  do  you  want  here  ?  "  demanded  the 
Janitor  'Bee. 

11  Havn't  you  got  a  Queen  of  your  Own  ?  " 
cried  an  Italian  rDrone. 

But  the  indignant  couple  did  not  wait  for  a 
reply,  and,  indeed,  had  they  Done  so,  the  poor 
'Pert  'Bee  could  not  have  Vouchsafed  one,  for 
she  was  strangled  and  beaten,  and  Uncere- 
moniously kicked  out  of  doors — a  bruised  and 
lifeless  Thing. 

"  Serve  her  right,"  said  the  Queen  of  the 
Italian  Bees,  when  the  Death  of  the  Spy  was 
reported  to  her,  with  a  full  and  detailed 
account  of  what  had  taken  place.  "  I  want 
no  Foreigners  in  my  Hive.  Take  this  as  a 
Warning,  my  subjects,  and  Protect  our  Glorious 
Home." 

"  But  your  oMajesty"  protested  a  tender- 
hearted Gentleman  'Bee,  "  she  was  so  Young. 
Had  you  let  her  live,  who  knows  but  that  she 
might  have  seen  the  Error  of  her  Ways  and 
repented." 

11  Silence  that  rebel,"  and  he  Too  was 
strangled. 


Aisop  %edivivus.  125 

0  Yes,"  said  a  wise  old  Grandmother  'Bee, 
shaking  her  head,  "  Order  must  be  Maintained. 
If  the  *Bee  forsook  her  own  hive  and  Queen, 
surely,  it  is  not  hard  to  suggest  that  she  might 
Betray  ours.  And  a  voice  that  is  Raised 
against  nature's  law,  had  better  be  Silenced 
for  ever." 

tMOI&AL. 

Qj3e  topat,  for  fogaftg  i0  £0  a  croSht 
3te  ticfywt,  moet  6eauftfu£  ^ent. 


N,V-  — 


126 


Aisop  %edivivus. 


xlv. 

The  Pseudo  Mariner. 


"  jDLEASE  will  you  Help  a  Shipwrecked 
oMariner  ? "  asked  a  'Beggar  of  a 
Sportsma?L  passing  by. 

"  How  is  it  that  you  are  so  Reduced  ?  You 
are  not  old,  and  look  Strong  and  healthy." 

"  I  was  wrecked  off  the  Coast  of  Norway, 
and  was  the  only  man  in  the  Whole  Crew  left 
to  tell  the  tale." 

"  Why  did  you  not  Appeal  to  the  owners  ? " 


s£sof>  %edivivus.  127 

"  In  the  meantime  they  had  become 
Bankrupt." 

"  I  will  Help  you  if  I  find  your  case  to  be 
genuine." 

"  Never  a  Doubt  of  it ;  Bobbie  Duff  knows, 
and  so  does  Sammie  Scrub." 

"  And  where  may  Bobbie  Duff  and  Sammie 
Scrub  be  found  ? " 

11  They're  both  Dead,  sir." 

"And  so  you  are  a  Shipwrecked  Mariner, 
Humph!" 

"As  sure  as  that  Brig  be  a-sailing  in  the  Bay." 

11  Then  that  Settles  it,  for  now  I  find  you  are 
a  Cheat.  Any  sailor  would  know  that  a  Brig 
had  Two  Masts  and  a  Schooner  three.  Your 
brig  turns  out  to  be  a  schooner,  so  good-bye." 

dMOlicAL. 

Zq  fie  a  good  cfytat 
QJou  muet  fie  Eetrp  nriee, 

Or  efoe  pou  map  eilutnfife 
$n*>  faff  over  ftee. 


128 


Aisop  cRedivivus. 


xlvi. 

The  Ungrateful  Cur. 

A  ^PTil^QCE  sate  in  his  Summer-house  one 
**  afternoon  awaiting  the  Arrival  of  his 
Guests.  He  was  giving  a  large  Garden-party. 
Presently  he  heard  a  Pitiful  Howl,  and  listen- 
ing, found  that  it  Proceeded  from  the  well. 
Thither  he  went.  Stooping  over,  he  saw  a 
'Dog  Scrambling  into  a  Bucket. 

"  My  poor  creature,"  said  the  'Prince,  Com- 
passionately, "  how  did  you  get  Down  there." 

"  I  jumped  in  after  a  Bone,"  said  the  T)og. 

11  And  where  is  the  Bone  ? " 


s£sop  %edivivus.  129 

"  I've  eaten  it.     Oh,  do  lift  me  Up  please." 

"  I  will,  on  one  Condition." 

And  that  is — 

"You  must  not  Shake  Yourself  near  me. 
I'm  giving  a  mob  garden-party,"  explained  the 
cPrince)  "  and  have  got  my  Best  Clothes  on." 

11  Oh,  I'll  not  Shake  Myself  near  you,"  said 
the  'Dog,  "just  try  me." 

Thus  assured,  the  Prince  set  to  work  to 
Wind  Up  the  Bucket,  and  Sprung  three  But- 
tons during  the  operation.  One,  two,  and 
Over  he  came. 

"  Wait  a  moment,"  said  the  cPrince)  but  the 
'Dog  Forgot  his  Promise,  and  peppered  the 
'Prince  from  top  to  toe  with  the  Muddy  Water 
from  off  his  Coat. 

"  If  I  had  Known,  I  would  have  Left  you 
where  you  were,"  said  his  Benefactor,  ruefully 
Contemplating  his  Ruined  Suit,  "  I  shall  have 
to  Change  my  Garments  now." 

The  'Dog  Uttered  not  a  Word  of  thanks  or 
apology,  but  Galloped  off  to  tell  his  friends 
what  a  Lucky  Escape  he  had  had. 

3n%tatit\xbt  ia  oft  t$t  coin 
Q#(Sic0  page  a  Benefactor. 


130 


sEsop  T^edivivus. 


xlvii. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Crow. 

WILL  tell  you  what,"  said  an  evil-looking 
Crow  to  the  Partner  of  his  Joys  and 
Sorrows.  "  We'll  build  our  Nest  There!' 
pointing  with  his  claw  to  a  Fork  in  an  ancient 
tree,  "  and  what  is  more,  we  will  Line  it  with 
Mud." 

11  Moss,"  suggested  oMrs.  Crow,  who  had  a 
Refined  Mind. 


Alsop  %edivivus.  131 

11  Mud,"  said  oMr.  Crow  decidedly,  and  soon 
the  Dual  cry  of  Mud  !  Moss !  echoed  through 
the  Rookery. 

"  Look  here  ? "  cawed  <£Mr.  Crow,  when  his 
wife  was  out  of  breath,  "  if  you  don't  stop  your 
1  Mossing '  I'll  give  you  a  Crack  on  the  Side  of 
your  Head  which  will  make  you  See  Stars." 

"  I  say  Moss,"  said  oMrs.  Crow,  defiantly. 

"And  I  say  Mud!" 

"  Again,  I  say  Moss  ! " 

"Then,  Madam,  I  wish  you  a  very  Good 
Evening,"  and  <£Mr.  Crow  strutted  away,  leav- 
ing his  Lady  in  the  Lurch. 

qMO^RqAL. 

Stan'l  m<xn%U  afiottf  die  vant 
QXntit  pou'Be  tnctib  t§t  efcepfe. 


K2 


132 


Aisop  T{edivivus. 


xlviii. 


Infra.  Dig, 


I"  'VE  a  very  Knotty  Problem  to  lay  before 
you  to-night  !  "  said  the  Speaker  of  the 
mouse  assembly.  "  You  know  that  yesterday 
we  were  twelve  United  brethren  !  " 

"  We  know  it." 

11  And  that  now,  one  of  us  has  Withdrawn." 

"  Exactly." 

11  And  will  not  Return  unless  we  concede  to 
his  request." 


dEsop  cBsedivivns.  133 

"  Alas,  it  is  so." 

"  Hitherto,  the  several  members  of  our 
Illustrious  House,  have  been  content  to  follow 
the  Trades  our  forefather's  Profited  by." 

"  We've  been  tallow-chandlers,  cheese-fac- 
tors, grocers,  dairy,  and  General  stores-men, 
from  Time  Immemorial." 

"  And  have  Always  done  a  thriving  trade, 
as  our  Stomachs  can  testify." 

"  Now,  try  and  Guess  the  trade  our  Mis- 
guided Brother  wishes  to  follow." 

11  Milliner  ?  "     "  No." 

"  Furrier  ?  "     u  No." 

"  Prize  fighter  ?  "     "  No,  worse  than  That." 

"  Then  we  give  it  up." 

"  Why,  a  poet." 

*  A  poet  !  " 

"  Yes,  a  poet,  a  mere  common  Stringer  of 
so  many  Words  a  line." 

"  He'll  have  to  have  a  license  for  that  "  put 
in  a  legal-minded  brother." 

"  No,  he  needn't.  He  has  the  Full  Com- 
plement of  feet"  contradicted  a  musical 
kinsman  who  had  an  Air  of  Finality  about 
him. 


134  Aisop  T^edivivus. 

"  Insanity  has  never  been  known  in  our 
family,"  said  one  of  Dates  and  Facts. 

"Well,  it  won't  Hurt  anyone  that  I  am 
aware  of,"  spoke  up  an  individual  who  went  by 
the  name  of  our  Obstinate  'Brother. 

"  True,  but  it  is  a  very  Out  of  the  Way 
thing." 

"  Pish  !  we  want  the  laddie  back,"  said 
'Brother  Ob.  "  I  vote  we  Set  him  Up 
in  life  with  the  same  impartiality,  as  if  he 
were  going  to  be  a  joiner,  and  Wanted  a  bag 
of  tools,  or  a  draper,  and  Required  scissors 
and  a  Tape  Measure.  Let's  give  the  lad  a 
fitting  outfit." 

"  A  fount  of  pica  —  (  )  "  "  *  !  !  ?  &S* 
shall  be  His,  if  it  will  make  him  a  Poet.  I 
propose  that  he  be  apprenticed  to-morrow." 

qMO'F^AL. 

%  %tn\uB  muet  convince  a  crowd 
®efore  gte  ftinorco  (Sarften. 


uSEsop  T{edivivus. 


135 


xlix. 

A  Delicate  Question. 

"  AND  so  it's  your  Birthday,  Child}"  said 
**■  he  to  cPrtscz//a,  whose  crow's  feet  were 
deep  enough  for  mustard-and-cress  beds. 

"Yes,  papa." 

"  I  wish  you  many  Happy  Returns." 

"  Thank  you,  papa." 

"  And  how  Old  are  you  to  day,  'Prissie  ?  " 

14  Nineteen." 


136 


yEsop  cRedtvivus. 


"  Nineteen  ?  Ah,  yes,  I'll  make  a  note  of  it. 
It's  as  Well  to  remember  so  that  I  may  not 
Put  my  Foot  into  it." 

(g.  £a&p'0  age  ie  a  $tiv<xtt  matter 
(&nd  not  a  ftt  eufijecf  for  iofe  cgatfer. 


sEsop  %edtvivus. 


137 


L 


The  Fir  Tree 


A  LITTLE  Tree  Grew  in  a  very  Large 
Forest.  It  was  so  meek  and  Humble 
that  Nobody  noticed  it.  Its  companions 
planted  at  the  Same  Time  were  much  more 
Forward,  courted  admiration,  and  Vied  with 
each  other  in  height,  breadth,  and  luxuriance 


138  ALsop  %edivivus. 

of  foliage.  But  the  gentle  Fir  did  none  of 
these  things.  One  by  one  its  companions 
severed.     One  by  one  they  went  away. 

"  You  old  dowdy,"  said  an  Impudent  Shrub, 
why  don't  you  Stir  yourself  and  look  About 
you  ?  Those  trees  that  were  your  Compeers, 
are  the  stars  knows  where  by  this  time.  One 
that  I  know  of  went  to  a  gentleman's  park  and 
was  Set  near  a  cedar,  and  a  Nice  Flirtation 
they  Struck  Up.  As  true  as  I'm  a  Shrub,  it 
was  the  Scandal  of  the  Parish.  You've  never 
Heard  that  piece  of  news,  I  dare  Say  ?  " 

"  No,  I  never  heard  of  it." 

"  Tut,  tut,  what  an  Old  Stager  to  be  Sure." 

"  And  there  was  another  one,"  continued 
the  rattle-headed  Shrub  who  went  to  a  ball, 
and  being  her  debut,  she  was  Decked  out  with 
flowers,  stars,  and  lights.  Her  life  was  a  Short 
and  a  Merry  one.  Anyhow,  I  should  Prefer 
her  lot  to  Yours.  Now  hear  the  Wisdom  of 
a  Shrub.  Open  your  arms,  keep  down  your 
stump,  and  wag  your  Head  about  as  if  you 
Knew  a  Thing  or  Two.  Then,  I've  no  Doubt, 
you  may  attract  attention." 


s£sop  1{edivivus.  139 

Years  afterwards,  when  the  Shrub  was  dead, 
and  the  Forest  was  swept  away,  the  Fir-tree 
had  grown  so  straight  and  sturdy,  that  it  was 
the  Marvel  of  a  Plain. 

In  Youth  it  was  simple  and  good.  In  Age 
it  is  great  and  renowned. 

mo%oAL. 

$t<xut}>  in  a<$e  ie  of  a  granoetr  type 

Zfan  putt?  poutfy. 
$t  ie  t$t  ntouifoina;  of  a  ntaefer  (Sand, 

ZU  wotrft  of  frutfi. 


140 


j&sop  cR^divivus. 


li. 

The  Echo. 

"  YV7HO  would  be  an  echo  ?  "  said  a  conse- 
quential  oMermaid,  whisking  her  Tail 
in  evident  Displeasure. 

"  And,"  said  a  oMerman  by  her  side,  "  just 
Repeat  anything  that  another  body  Says. 
Nothing  original,  nothing  on  its  Own  Account, 
only,  only  an  echo  !  " 

"  And  such  an  echo  too — listen  !  La-di-da- 
di-la-di-da,"  sang  she. 


y^Esop  %edivivus.  141 

This  the  gentle  echo  took  up  in  a  truly  Artistic 
Fashion,  warbling  it  To  and  Fro,  till  it  Died 
away  in  a  Tuneful  Whisper. 

"  Faugh  !  I'd  sooner  be  a  Sprat  than  an 
echo,"  said  the  oMerman. 

11  I  wish  you  were,"  retorted  another  <£Mer- 
individual  Smacking  his  Lips.  He  was  at 
hand-glasses  drawn  with  his  brother. 

"  Hist  !  "  cried  C\,eptune,  "  D'ye  hear  that 
Music  ? " 

"  Yes,  'tis  the  Gondoliers'  Evening  Song,"  said 
the  finny  Young  Woman.  She  had  kept  a 
smile  for  the  oMonarch  of  the  cDeep1  ever 
Since  her  mother  had  taught  her  the  Use  of  a 
comb. 

"  Hist  ! "  cried  V^eptune  again,  and  as  the 
Gondlier  Ceased  his  Lay,  the  sympathetic  echo 
took  up  the  last  lingering  notes,  and  Trilled 
them,  so  soft,  so  true  and  sweet,  that  None 
could  withstand  their  beauty. 

"  My  favour  for  the  One  who  can  Reproduce 
such  tones,"  cried  U^Qep. 

Oh  !  what  a  Babel  of  Discord  followed. 
The  finny  Young  Woman  well-nigh  Put  her 
Neck  out,  in  her  Joint  effort  to  accomplish  the 


142  y^Esop  %edivivus . 

feat.  But  in  all  that  Goodly  Company,  not 
one  Was  there  to  be  found,  who  could 
Repeat  so  tuneful  a  Cadence  as  did  the 
echo. 

"  Nothing  original,  nothing  of  its  own  ac- 
count, only,  only  an  echo — but,  my  friends," 
laughed  J^eptune,  "  it  has  Won  my  Favour." 

"Zi&  Better  to  eefjo  tfje  <$oo&  tfyat  pou  Seat: 
£(San  invtnt  wfat  te  wovt§  nau$t  af  aff. 


s£sop  T^gdivivus. 


*43 


lii. 

Tit  for  Tat. 

A    FAMOUS  doctor  went,  out  one  night, 
took  cold,  which  brought  on  Rheumatism, 
lumbago,  sciatica,  and  one  or  two  other  Little 
Things. 

As  he  had  lately  advocated  the  Cold  Water 
cure,  a  former  Patient  of  his  got  Another  Man 
to  help  him,  and  Together  they  carried  the 
suffering  Esculapius  to  the  sea  Shore. 


144 


dfrsop  l^edivivus. 


"Put  your  Feet  into  the  water,"  said  the 
former  Patient 

"You  idiot,  I'm  Raging  with  Fever,"  pro- 
tested the  invalid. 

"  Do  as  I  tell  you." 

"  Oh  !  what  Are  you  after  ? "  cried  out  the 
'Doctor,  as  whack  after  whack  came  down  upon 
his  Poor  Back. 

"You  always  were  in  favour  of  oMassage 
treatment,"  quoth  the  Unmerciful  'Patient. 
"You  once  prescribed  for  me.  I'll  trouble  you 
for  my  Fee  :  two  guineas,  Please." 

cMOTiQAL. 
^uite  not  t$t  docfor'e  ttomacfy. 


udisop  cRedivivus. 


145 


liii. 

Fine  Words  versus 
Kind  Actions. 

"  A  YE  marry,  but  I  Love  thee  ! " 
"*^  "  How  much  do'st  thou  Love  me  ! " 
"  I  love  thee  quite  Half  my  Dinner,"  said 
U^ed.  "Thine  ears  are  the  Longest  I  have 
Ever  Seen,  thy  step  is  Lighter  than  a  gnat's, 
thine  eyes  rival  the  Stars  that  Twinkle  so 
Pleasantly  at  Eventide,  and  thy  Courage  is 
Sublime." 


146  j^Esop  %edivivus. 

"All  the  same  my  Burden  is  Heavy,"  quoth 
yenny.  She  was  toiling  up  the  hill,  Tugging 
a  Cart  full  of  turnips  Along  with  her. 

C^Qed  nibbled  first  one  Juicy  Turnip  and  then 
Another  as  he  trotted  jauntily  by  her  Side, 
swearing  Everlasting  fidelity  and  undying 
Affection. 

"  Do'st  thou  know  that  thou  art  Beautiful, 
yenny?"  resumed  the  Amorous  Quadruped, 
after  he  had  eaten  just  Three  turnips  and  a 
Half.  "Can'st  tell  How  Much  I  love  thee? 
Certes  !  but  one  Must  be  blind  to  withstand 
such  charms  as  thine." 

"Or  such  turnips,"  thought yenny, Dreamily. 

"Hold  there  !"  cried 'Bob,  the  costermonger's 
ill-kempt  ass,  who  was  Browsing  Near  the  Four 
Lane  Ends  when  5\W  and  yenny  Hove  in 
sight. 

"Hold  there  !  oMistress yenny,  let  me  help 
Thee  with  thy  burthen.  Thy  load  is  heavy  I 
trow,  and  oMy  Way  of  making  it  lighter,  though 
Not  so  Novel  as  ^Master  Coed's  there,  will  be 
More  Beneficial  to  thee." 

So  saying,  'Bob  went  behind  the  cart  and 
pushed  with  all  his  Might. 


^Esop  %edivivus.  147 

"  I'm  but  a  Poor  Clod,  Jenny"  he  said  at 
intervals,  "  and  can  stand  but  small  chance 
'gainst  such  a  Rival  as  gentleman  5\W." 

"  There  thou  art  at  fault,"  said  Jenny,  drily. 
"  C^Qed,  it  is  True,  hath  been  breathing  Sweet 
Nothings  in  mine  Ear  this  hour  past,  but  all 
the  while  my  Poor  weary  Back  was  well-nigh 
breaking." 

5\W  sighed,  and  Jenny  continued. 

"To  prove  how  sincere  was  his  regard,  he 
had  likened  me  to  Half  his  Dinner — mark  you 
— he  had  already  Filled  his  Stomach  with  my 
master's  Turnips.  Thou,  oh  'Bob,  did'st.  vol- 
untarily ease  me  of  the  Greater  Part  of  my 
burthen,  therefore  Thou  has  won  my  Heart 
and  5\W  my  Hoof." 

So  'Bob  Won  the  day  and  5\W  limped  Away. 

dMO%cAL. 

QJ  (Sefyin<j  ^anb  in  nub  ejSaff  proBe 
Q£  qvtativ  Boon  t§<xn  any  t>on?e  of  fove. 


L2 


148 


s£sop  %edivivus. 


liv. 

Brotherly  Love 

A  GT^OOoM  was  Going  to  Exhibit  his  Tiog 
at  a  show.  It  was  a  fine  animal,  and 
would  assuredly  have  Taken  the  Prize  but  for 
one  thing — although  entered,  it  Was  not  There. 
Just  at  the  Moment  it  was  Wanted,  ^rinnie 
was  No  Where  to  be  Found.  They  called, 
Whistled,  and  shouted  its  Name  till  they  were 
hoarse,  but  All  in  Vain. 


AZsop  %edivivus.  149 

The  Groom  was  Very  Angry  when  ^Dogless 
he  went  to  the  show.  Every  terrier  that 
passed  him  he  frowned  at,  for  none  so  Good 
and  Worthy  of  a  prize  as  was  missing  cPrinnie. 

The  judges  Assembled,  and  the  dogs  Walked 
round  the  ring. 

The  Groom  was  Excessively  Angry  when  an 
Inferior  bow-wow  to  his  own  carried  Off  the 
Fox-terrier's  Championship  Cup.  He  rushed 
out  of  the  show-yard,  Mounted  his  Horse,  and 
galloped  Furiously  home.  Within  a  Few 
Yards  of  his  master's  lodge  the  Groom  saw 
'Prmnie,  who  was  Crouching  under  a  sycamore 
tree.  The  Groom  Severely  Chastised  the 
quadruped. 

"  Why  did  you  Sneak  Off  just  before  the 
show  opened  ? " 

"  Give  me  time  to  Regain  my  Breath  and  I 
will  tell  you." 

"  Well." 

"  Oh  my  poor  Bones,  they  do  Ache. 

"Never  mind  your  Bones,  proceed  with 
your  Story." 

11  You  know  Snubby  Chips  ? " 

"  The  ostler  at  the  '  White  Hart'  ?  " 


150  s£sop  T{edivivus. 

"  Yes,  sir,  he  has  a  fox  terrier." 
"  The  little  Cur  took  First  Prize  to-day." 
"  Did  he  ?  Ah  !  then  I  can  Die  happy. 
Snubby  Chip's  dog  Cappy,  is  my  brother — 
though  None  Knew  of  the  relationship  save 
Ourselves.  We  overhead  some  People  talking, 
did  Cappy  and  I,  and  it  was  Agreed,  that  if 
Cappy  did  not  Get  a  Prize  at  this  show,  he 
was  to  be  Sold,  and  shipped  off  to  America. 
He  had  tried  for  a  prize  Three  Times  in  suc- 
cession and  failed.  They  said  that  he  would 
have  a  Good  Chance  but  for  Me,  and  Oh  !  I 
couldn't  bear  to  think  of  losing  my  Only 
Brother.  Oh  !  my  poor  head  !  If  you  see 
Cappy  Tell  him —  " 

But  the  poor  ^og  died  ere  he  Breathed  his 
Farewell  Message. 

The  Groom,  struck  with  Remorse,  buried  the 
Faithful  Creature  under  the  sycamore  tree, 
and  Planted  a  fox-glove  over  his  Grave. 

MOItgAL. 

Z>$t  Brute  creation  often  teacfi 
®  feeeon  JBortfi  t§t  hatninc$. 


s£so/>  T^gdivivus. 


151 


lv. 

A  Cool  Reminder. 

IDE  off,"  said  an  Iceberg,  to  a  Sunbeam. 
"  If  you  Tickle  me  like  That,  I'll  freeze 
you,  I  will." 

"  I  bear  a  Message,"  said  the  Sunbeam, 
kindly,  "  the  sweet  message  of  Spring." 

"  I  hear  no  deputy,"  quoth  the  Iceberg, 
coldly,  "  I  deal  with  Principals,  I  do,  no 
messengers  for  me." 

"  But  I  would  Tell  you—" 


152  j£sop  %edivivus. 

111  Something  melting,  no  doubt.  Away 
with  you,  or  by  my  Latent  Heat,  I'll  make  you 
shudder ! " 

"  So,"  said  the  Sun  with  Warmth,  "  you  deal 
with  Principals  do  you  ?  " 

"  Yes,  sir,"  answered  the  Iceberg,  very 
Slipperily. 

"  Then  here  am  I : "  and  somewhat  later — 
"  but  where  are  You  ? " 

oMOT^AL. 

Qgft  courteoue  aftfU  to  tU  emaU  <xe  t$t  %vt«t 
(&  v&Ut  map  eomefttnee  0at>e  Z>taUn%&  mt§  §btatt. 


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