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The Fox & the Crow

One bright morning as the Fox was following


his sharp nose through the wood in search of a
bite to eat, he saw a Crow on the limb of a tree
overhead. This was by no means the first Crow
the Fox had ever seen. What caught his attention
this time and made him stop for a second look,
was that the lucky Crow held a bit of cheese in
her beak.

"No need to search any farther," thought sly


Master Fox. "Here is a dainty bite for my
breakfast."
Up he trotted to the foot of the tree in which
the Crow was sitting, and looking up admiringly,
he cried, "Good-morning, beautiful creature!"

The Crow, her head cocked on one side,


watched the Fox suspiciously. But she kept her
beak tightly closed on the cheese and did not
return his greeting.

"What a charming creature she is!" said the


Fox. "How her feathers shine! What a beautiful
form and what splendid wings! Such a wonderful
Bird should have a very lovely voice, since
everything else about her is so perfect. Could she
sing just one song, I know I should hail her
Queen of Birds."

Listening to these flattering words, the Crow


forgot all her suspicion, and also her breakfast.
She wanted very much to be called Queen of
Birds. So she opened her beak wide to utter her
loudest caw, and down fell the cheese straight
into the Fox's open mouth.

"Thank you," said Master Fox sweetly, as he


walked off. "Though it is cracked, you have a
voice sure enough. But where are your wits?"
The flatterer lives at the expense of those who will listen
to him.

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