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A Wolf, who was roaming about on the plain when the sun was

getting low in the sky, was much impressed by the size of his

shadow, and said to himself, "I had no idea I was so big. Fancy

my being afraid of a lion! Why, I, not he, ought to be King of

the beasts"; and, heedless of danger, he strutted about as if

there could be no doubt at all about it. Just then a lion sprang

upon him and began to devour him. "Alas," he cried, "had I not

lost sight of the facts, I shouldn't have been ruined by my

fancies."

THE PLOUGHMAN AND THE WOLF