A Young Fawn once said to his Mother, "You are larger than a dog, and swifter, and more used to running, and you have your horns as a defense; why, then, O Mother! do the hounds frighten you so?"She smiled, and said, "I know full well, my son, that all you say is true. I have the advantages you mention, but when I hear even the bark of a single dog I feel ready to faint, and fly away as fast as I can."
A Doe blind in one eye was accustomed to graze as near to the edge of the cliff as she possibly could, in the hope of securing her greater safety. She turned her sound eye towards the land that she might get the earliest tidings of the approach of hunter or hound, and her injured eye towards the sea, from whence she entertained no anticipation of danger.Some boatmen sailing by saw her, and taking a successful aim, mortally wounded her.Yielding up her last breath, she gasped forth this lament, "O wretched creature that I am! to take such precaution against the land, and after all to find this seashore, to which I had come for safety, so much more perilous."
A Hart, hard pressed in the chase, hid himself beneath the large leaves of a Vine. The huntsmen, in their haste, overshot the place of his concealment.Supposing all danger to have passed, the Hart began to nibble the tendrils of the Vine.One of the huntsmen, attracted by the rustling of the leaves, looked back, and seeing the Hart, shot an arrow from his bow and struck it.The Hart, at the point of death, groaned, "I am rightly served, for I should not have maltreated the Vine that saved me."
A Doe had pressed by hunters sought refuge in a cave belonging to a Lion. The Lion concealed himself on seeing her approach, but when she was safe within the cave, sprang upon her and tore her to pieces."Woe is me, "exclaimed the Doe, "who have escaped from man, only to throw myself into the mouth of a wild beast?"
In avoiding one evil, care must be taken not to fall into another.
A Stag asked a Sheep to lend him a measure of wheat, and said that the Wolf would be his surety. The Sheep, fearing some fraud was intended, excused herself, saying, "The Wolf is accustomed to seize what he wants and to run off; and you, too, can quickly outstrip me in your rapid flight.How then shall I be able to find you, when the day of payment comes?"
A Stag overpowered by heat came to a spring to drink. Seeing his own shadow reflected in the water, he greatly admired the size and variety of his horns, but felt angry with himself for having such slender and weak feet.While he was thus contemplating himself, a Lion appeared at the pool and crouched to spring upon him.The Stag immediately took to flight, and exerting his utmost speed, as long as the plain was smooth and open kept himself easily at a safe distance from the Lion.But entering a wood he became entangled by his horns, and the Lion quickly came up to him and caught him.When too late, he thus reproached himself: "Woe is me! How I have deceived myself! These feet which would have saved me I despised, and I gloried in these antlers which have proved my destruction."
A Stag, roundly chased by the hounds and blinded by fear to the danger he was running into, took shelter in a farmyard and hid himself in a shed among the oxen. An Ox gave him this kindly warning, "O unhappy creature! why should you thus, of your own accord, incur destruction and trust yourself in the house of your enemy?"The Stag replied, "Only allow me, friend, to stay where I am, and I will undertake to find some favorable opportunity of effecting my escape."
At the approach of the evening the herdsman came to feed his cattle, but did not see the Stag; and even the farm-bailiff with several laborers passed through the shed and failed to notice him. The Stag, congratulating himself on his safety, began to express his sincere thanks to the Oxen who had kindly helped him in the hour of need.One of them again answered him, "We indeed wish you well, but the danger is not over.There is one other yet to pass through the shed, who has as it were a hundred eyes, and until he has come and gone, your life is still in peril."At that moment the master himself entered, and having had to complain that his oxen had not been properly fed, he went up to their racks and cried out, "Why is there such a scarcity of fodder?There is not half enough straw for them to lie on.Those lazy fellows have not even swept the cobwebs away."While he thus examined everything in turn, he spied the tips of the antlers of the Stag peeping out of the straw.Then summoning his laborers, he ordered that the Stag should be seized and killed.
A Sick Stag lay down in a quiet corner of its pasture-ground. His companions came in great numbers to inquire after his health, and each one helped himself to a share of the food which had been placed for his use; so that he died, not from his sickness, but from the failure of the means of living.