A Mule had had a long rest and much good feeding. He was feeling very vigorous indeed, and pranced around loftily, holding his head high.
"My father certainly was a full-blooded racer," he said. "I can feel that distinctly."
Next day he was put into harness again and that evening he was very downhearted indeed.
"I was mistaken," he said. "My father was an Ass after all."
Be sure of your pedigree before you boast of it.
The Stag, the Sheep and The Wolf
The two pots
The Ant and The Dove
The old Lion and the Fox
The Miller, His Son and the Ass
Lion and His Fear
The Farmer and His Sons
The Swallow and the Crow
Unity is Strength