The Horse And The Ass |
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The Horse And The Ass
The Horse And The Ass
A Horse and an Ass were travelling together, the Horse prancing along in
its fine trappings, the Ass carrying with difficulty the heavy weight in its
panniers. "I wish I were you," sighed the Ass; "nothing to do and well fed,
and all that fine harness upon you." Next day, however, there was a great
battle, and the Horse was wounded to death in the final charge of the day. His
friend, the Ass, happened to pass by shortly afterwards and found him on the
point of death. "I was wrong," said the Ass:
"Better Humble Security Than Gilded Danger."
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