THE MOUSE AND THE WEASEL
A LITTLE hungry Mouse found
his way one day into a basket of
corn. He had to squeeze himself
a good deal to get through the
narrow opening between the strips
of the basket. But the corn was
tempting and the Mouse was
determined to get in. When at
last he had succeeded, he gorged
himself to bursting. Indeed he
he became about three times as
big around the middle as he was
when he went in.
At last he felt satisfied and
dragged himself to the opening to
get out again. But the best he
could do was to get his head out.
Sc there he sat groaning and
moaning, both from the discomfort inside him and his anxiety to
escape from the basket.
Just then a Weasel came by.
He understood the situation
"My friend," he said, " I know
what you've been doing. You've
been stuff ing. That's what you
get. You will have to stay there
till you feel just like you did when
you went in. Good night, and
good enough for you.
And that was all the sympathy
the poor Mouse got.
Greediness leads to misfortune.