into the tent where his Master was lying and
said: "Kind Master, will you not let me put my head inside of the door?
The wind blows very cold to-night."

"Oh, yes," said the Man. "There is plenty of room."

So the Camel moved forward and stretched his head into the tent. "Ah!"
he said, "this is what I call comfort."

In a little while he called to his Master again. "Now if I could only
warm my neck also," he said.

"Then put your neck inside," said his Master, kindly. "You will not be
in my way."

The Camel did so, and for a time was very well contented. Then,
looking around, he said: "If I could only put my forelegs inside I
should feel a great deal better."

His Master moved a little and said: "You may put your forelegs and
shoulders inside, for I know that the wind blows cold to-night."

The Camel had hardly planted his forefeet within the tent when he spoke
again:

"Master," he said, "I keep the tent open by standing here. I think I
ought to go wholly within."

"Yes, come in," said the Man. "There is hardly room for us both, but I
do not want to keep you out in the cold."

So the Camel crowded into the tent, but he was no sooner inside than he
said: "You were right when you said that there was hardly room for us
both. I think it would be better for you to stand outside and so give
me a chance to turn around and lie down."

Then, without more ado, he rudely pushed the Man out at the door, and
took the whole tent for himself.

The Flies and the Honey-pot

A jar of Honey having been upset in a housekeeper's room, a number of
Flies were attracted by its sweetness, and placing their feet in it ate
it greedily.

Their feet, however, became so smeared with the Honey that they could
not use their wings, nor release themselves, and so were suffocated.

Just as they were expiring, they exclaimed, "O foolish creatures that
we are; for the sake of a little pleasure we have destroyed ourselves!"

The Spectacles

Jupiter, one day, enjoying himself over a bowl of nectar, and in a
merry humour, determined to make mankind a present.

Momus was appointed to convey it, who, mounted on a rapid car, was
presently on earth. "Come hither," said he, "ye happy mortals; great
Jupiter has opened for your benefit his all-gracious hands. 'Tis true
he made you somewhat short-sighted, but, to remedy that inconvenience,
behold now he has favoured you!"

So saying, he opened his portmanteau, when an infini