FABLES. 



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THE FROGS AND THE FIGHTING BULLS. 



A Frog, one day peeping out of the lake, and 

 looking about him, saw two Bulls fighting at some 

 distance off in the meadow, and calling to his 

 associates, Look, says he, what dreadful work is 

 yonder: Dear sirs, what will become of us? Tush, 

 said one of his companions, do not frighten yourself 

 so about nothing; how can their quarrels affect us? 

 They are of a different kind, and are at present 

 only contending which shall be master of the herd. 

 That is true, replies the first, their quality and 

 station in life are different from ours; but as one of 

 them will certainly prove conqueror, he that is 

 worsted, being- beaten out of the meadow, will take 

 refuge here in the marshes, and possibly tread some 

 of us to death : so you see we are more nearly con- 

 cerned in this dispute of theirs, than you were at 

 first aware. 



