way."
The Camel did so, and for a time was very well contented. Then, looking around,
he said: "If I could only put my forelegs inside I should feel a great deal better."
His Master moved a little and said: "You may put your forelegs and shoulders
inside, for I know that the wind blows cold to-night."
The Camel had hardly planted his forefeet within the tent when he spoke again:
"Master," he said, "I keep the tent open by standing here. I think I ought to go
wholly within."
"Yes, come in," said the Man. "There is hardly room for us both, but I do not
want to keep you out in the cold."
So the Camel crowded into the tent, but he was no sooner inside than he said:
"You were right when you said that there was hardly room for us both. I think it
would be better for you to stand outside and so give me a chance to turn around
and lie down."
Then, without more ado, he rudely pushed the Man out at the door, and took the
whole tent for himself.
The Flies and the Honey-pot
A jar of Honey having been upset in a housekeeper's room, a number of Flies
were attracted by its sweetness, and placing their feet in it ate it greedily.
Their feet, however, became so smeared with the Honey that they could not use
their wings, nor release themselves, and so were suffocated.
Just as they were expiring, they exclaimed, "O foolish creatures that we are; for
the sake of a little pleasure we have destroyed ourselves!"
The Spectacles