he frog only laughed.
A hawk, looking down, saw the mouse and swooped down upon it. Since the
frog was fastened to the mouse, he too was carried off, and both lost
their lives.
When the other frogs heard of what had happened, they said, "Served him
right. Served him right," and no frog since that time has ever played a
mean joke.
THE BOYS AND THE FROGS
"Let us go to the pond and have some fun," said George.
"What fun can we have there?" asked Frank. "The pond is nothing but an
old mudhole. We can not swim in such water."
Down at the pond the sun shone warm, and an old mother frog and her
children were sunning themselves on a log. Now and then one plunged
into the water with a chug! and then crawled out on the bank.
That was a happy time in frog land.
In the midst of their play, they heard a sound which made the mother
frog tremble. It was only a boy's laugh, but as soon as the mother
heard it she said, "Into the water, every one of you. The giants are
coming;" and they all jumped into the water.
The giants had armed themselves with pebbles. Each one had a pocketful.
As soon as they caught sight of the frogs, they cried, "Now for some
fun!"
Before the mother frog could reach the water, a stone hit her on one of
her feet. The one-sided battle had begun.
Every time a little frog peeped out of the water to get a breath of air
or to look at the two giants, whiz! flew a pebble right toward it, and
it never cared to look at its enemies again.
The mother became very angry. She lifted her head boldly above the
water.
"Cowards!" she cried. "If we could sting, would you fight us? If we
could bite, would you be here? You have great sport tormenting us,
because we cannot fight for ourselves. You are cowards! cowards!"
And all the little frogs echoed, "Cowards! cowards!"
THE SHEPHERD BOY AND THE WOLF
John was a shepherd boy. He cared for his father's sheep. As there were
many wolves prowling about waiting for a chance to kill the sheep, John
had to be very watchful.
Some men were harvesting wheat in a field not far from where the flock
was feeding. One day they were startled by the cry, "A wolf! a wolf!"
They looked up and saw John motioning wildly to them and pointing
toward the sheep.
They threw down their sickles and ran to the flock. But they found the
sheep quietly grazing, and there was no wolf to be seen.
"Where is the wolf?" they asked.
"I didn't say the wolf was
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