THE APES, THE GLOW-WORM, AND THE POPINJAY
A TROOP of Apes once lived on a mountain, where they fed upon
fruits and herbs. When the winter came on, the cold drove
them down into the valleys. As they were wandering about here,
looking for food and shelter, one of them came upon a Glow-Worm
in the bushes. "Come quickly," he called to his brother
Apes, ,and bring a large pile of driftwood. I have found
a spark of fire, and we shall soon be warm now!"
From all directions the Apes came, running and scrambling
along the ground, their arms full of driftwood. A few moments
later, the huge pile was heaped on top of the Glow-Worm,
and the Apes, sat around in a circle waiting for the wood
to catch fire.
As they were waiting, a Popinjay in a tree called out,—
"You silly Apes, you may sit there with your teeth
chattering until Doomsday, but that pile will never catch
fire. That was not a spark that you found, but only a worm
with a shining light in his tail!"
"Foolish bird," retorted the Apes, "do you think that we
do not know a worm from a spark of fire?"
"It is not a spark," repeated the Popinjay. "It is not a
spark. It is not a spark." And she flew down into their
midst, still crying, "It is not a spark."
Whereupon the foolish Apes in anger sprang upon the
Popinjay and tore her to pieces, feather by feather and bone
by bone, until there was nothing left of her.