CROW, half-dead with thirst, came 

 upon a Pitcher which had once 

 been full of water ; but when the 

 Crow put its beak into the mouth 

 of the Pitcher he found that only very little 

 water was left in it, and that he could not 

 reach far enough down to get at it. He tried, 

 and he tried, but at last had to give up in 

 despair. Then a thought came, to him, and 

 he took a pebble and dropped it into the 

 Pitcher. Then he took another pebble and 

 dropped it into the Pitcher. Then he took 

 another pebble and dropped that into the 

 Pitcher. Then he took another pebble and 

 dropped that into the Pitcher. Then he took 

 another pebble and dropped that into the 

 Pitcher. Then he took another pebble and 



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