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A Wolf hung about near a flock of sheep for a long time, but made

no attempt to molest them. The Shepherd at first kept a sharp eye

on him, for he naturally thought he meant mischief: but as time

went by and the Wolf showed no inclination to meddle with the

flock, he began to look upon him more as a protector than as an

enemy: and when one day some errand took him to the city, he felt

no uneasiness at leaving the Wolf with the sheep. But as soon as

his back was turned the Wolf attacked them and killed the greater

number. When the Shepherd returned and saw the havoc he had

wrought, he cried, "It serves me right for trusting my flock to a

Wolf."

THE FARMER AND THE STORK