THE SQUIRREL IN SERVICE
SQUIRREL once served a Lion—I know not where or in what capacity. But this
much is certain—the Squirrel found favor in the Lionís eyes, and
to satisfy the Lion is certainly no light affair.
In return for this he was promised a whole wagonload of nuts.
 Promised—yes; but meanwhile time continues to fly by. The
Squirrel often suffers hunger and, while grinning in his masterís
presence, has eyes full of tears.
When he looks around in the forest, his former comrades show
themselves here and there, high up among the trees. He looks
at them till his eyes begin to blink, but they keep on cracking nuts.
The Squirrel takes a look at them—he can do no more. At
one time he is called away; at another, even dragged off in
the Lionís service.
But see! At last the Squirrel has grown old and become tiresome
to the Lion. It is time for him to retire. They have granted the
Squirrel his discharge, and they have actually given him the full
load of nuts—excellent nuts, such as
 the world has never seen before; all picked fruit, one as good as
another, a perfect marvel. Only one thing is unlucky—the
Squirrel has long ago lost all his teeth.