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able to get out, he laid himself down so as to be taken for 

 dead. The dyer, coming in presently and finding what 

 seemed to be a dead jackal, carried him into the jungle 

 and flung him away. Left to himself the jackal found his 

 natural colour changed to a splendid blue. "Really," he 

 /reflected, "I am now of a most magnificent tint; why 

 should I not make it conduce to my elevation?" With 

 this in view he assembled the other jackals, and thus 

 harangued them: 



"Good people, the goddess of the wood, with her own 

 divine hand, and with every magical herb of the forest, 

 has anointed me King. Behold the complexion of 

 royalty! And henceforth transact nothing without my 

 imperial permission. " 



The jackals, overcome by so distinguished a colour, 

 could do nothing but prostrate themselves and promise 

 obedience. His reign, thus begun, extended to the lions 

 and tigers; and with these high-bom attendants he 

 allowed himself to despise the jackals, keeping his own 

 kindred at a distance as though ashamed of them. The 

 jackals were indignant, but an old beast of their number 

 thus consoled them : 



"Leave the impudent fellow to me. I will contrive his 

 ruin. These tigers and the rest think him a King because 

 he is coloured blue; we must therefore show them his true 

 colours. Do this now. In the evening-time, come close 

 about him and set up a great jackal-yell. He is sure to 

 join in as he used to do : 



I "Hard it is to conquer nature; 

 If a dog be made a King, 

 'Mid the coronation trumpets 

 He would gnaw his sandal string. 



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