The Wolf and the Lamb

002. THE WOLF AND THE LAMB. One hot sultry day, a wolf and a lamb happened to come just at the same time to quench their thirst in the stream of a clear silver brook, that ran tumbling down the side of a rocky mountain. The wolf stood upon the higher ground; and the lamb at some distance from him down the current. However, the wolf having a mind to pick a quarrel with him, asked him what he meant by disturbing the water and making it so muddy that he could not drink, and at the same time, demanded satisfaction.
The lamb, frightened at this threatening charge, told him, in a tone as mild as possible, that with humble submission he could not conceive how that could be: since the water that he drank ran down from the wolf to him, and therefore could not be disturbed so far up the stream.
“Be that as it will,” replies the wolf, “you are a rascal; and I have been told that you treated me with ill language behind my back, about half a year ago.”
“Upon my word,” says the lamb, “the time you mention was before I was born.”
The wolf, finding it to no purpose to argue any longer against the truth, fell into a great passion, snarling and foaming at the mouth, as if he had been mad; and drawing nearer to the lamb, “Sirrah,” says he, “If it was not you, it was your father, and that's all one.” So he seized the poor innocent, helpless thing, tore it to pieces, and made a meal of it. [more info]

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