So  he  went    and called  the Hare    again,  and when    the Hare    was come,   he  said    to
him:
"Brother    Hare,   there   was not a   single  other   thing   in  that    bag but pure    sense:  God
has loved   us  so  that    to-day  we  have    obtained    sense;  but do  not tell    it  to  anybody,
then    I   will    give    thee    a   little, and what    remains I   will    hide    in  my  hole    until   some
one comes   and begs    of  me, and then    I   will    give    him also    a   little."
So  he  took    one sense   and gave    to  the Hare,   saying, "If thou    takest  home    this    one
sense,  which   I   give    thee,   it  will    preserve    thee.   When    thou    sleepest    by  day open
thy eyes;   then    if  one comes   to  thee,   thinking,   'I  have    got meat,   I   will    take    it,'    and
sees    that    thine   eyes    are open,   he  will    think   that    thou    art not asleep, will    leave
thee    alone   and go; but when    thou    goest   and liest   down    without sleeping,   then
shut    thine   eyes,   and if  one sees    thee,   and sees    that    thine   eyes    are shut,   when    he
comes   close   to  thee,   saying, 'I  have    got meat,   I   will    take    it,'    then    thou    wilt    see
him,    rise    up  and run away    into    thy forest. This    one sense   will    be  enough  for thee;
but what    remains I   will    keep    in  mine    own house." The Hare    took    his one sense
and went    home.
Now if  one sees    a   Hare    lying   with    his eyes    open,   it  sleeps, but if  its eyes    are
closed  it  is  awake,  and does    not sleep.  By  this    one sense   which   it  has got the
Hare    is  preserved.
The Weasel  took    all the sense   that    was left    and hid it  in  his house.  The Weasel
surpasses   all the beasts  of  the field   in  sense.  When    you see the Weasel, and say,
"There  the King    of  Sense   has come    out,"   and drive   it  before  you,    saying, "I  will
catch   it,"    it  runs    into    its hole;   and if  you begin   to  dig up  the hole,   it  comes   out
behind  you,    and runs    until   you see it  no  more.   This    is  why now if  one sees    a
Weasel, one calls   it  "The    King    of  Sense."
Amongst all the beasts  of  the field   he  distributed sense   only    little  by  little, and
this    is  what    they    now have.
This    word,   showing how sense   came    abroad  in  the world,  and the meaning of
which   I   have    heard,  is  now finished.
What Employment Our Lord Gave to Insects