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A man was walking through the forest one day when he saw a funny black

thing like a whip wriggling about under a big stone. He was curious to

know what it all meant. So he lifted up the stone and found there a

huge black snake.



"That's well," said the snake. "I have been trying to get out for two

days, and, Oh, how hungry I am. I must have something to eat, and

there is nobody around, so I must eat you."



"But that wouldn't be fair," said the man with a trembling voice. "But

for me you would never have come out from under the stone."



"I do not care for that," said the snake. "Self-preservation is the

first law of life; you ask anybody if that isn't so."



"Any one will tell you," said the man, "that gratitude is a person's

first duty, and surely you owe me thanks for saving your life."



"But you haven't saved my life, if I am to die of hunger," said the

snake.



"Oh yes, I have," said the man; "all you have to do is to wait till

you find something to eat."



"Meanwhile I shall die, and what's the use of being saved!"



So they disputed and they disputed whether the case was to be decided

by the claims of gratitude or the rights of self-preservation, till

they did not know what to do.



"I tell you what I'll do," said the snake, "I'll let the first

passer-by decide which is right."



"But I can't let my life depend upon the word of the first comer."



"Well, we'll ask the first two that pass by."



"Perhaps they won't agree," said the man; "what are we to do then? We

shall be as badly off as we are now."



"Ah, well," said the snake, "let it be the first three. In all law

courts it takes three judges to make a session. We'll follow the

majority of votes."



So they waited till at last there came along an old, old horse. And

they put the case to him, whether gratitude should ward off death.



"I don't see why it should," said the horse. "Here have I been slaving

for my master for the last fifteen years, till I am thoroughly worn

out, and only this morning I heard him say, 'Roger'--that's my

name--'is no use to me any longer; I shall have to send him to the

knacker's and get a few pence for his hide and his hoofs.' There's

gratitude for you."



So the horse's vote was in favour of the snake. And they waited till

at last an old hound passed by limping on three legs, half blind with

scarcely any teeth. So they put the case to him.



"Look at me," said he; "I have slaved for my master for ten years, and

this very day he has kicked me out of his house because I am no use to

him any longer, and he grudged me a few bones to eat. So far as I can

see nobody acts from gratitude."



"Well," said the snake, "there's two votes for me. What's the use of

waiting for the third? he's sure to decide in my favour, and if he

doesn't it's two to one. Come here and I'll eat you!"



"No, no," said the man, "a bargain's a bargain; perhaps the third

judge will be able to convince the other two and my life will be

saved."



So they waited and they waited, till at last a fox came trotting

along; and they stopped him and explained to him both sides of the

case. He sat up and scratched his left ear with his hind paw, and

after a while he beckons the man to come near him. And when he did so

the fox whispered,



"What will you give me if I get you out of this?"



The man whispered back, "A pair of fat chickens."



"Well," said the fox, "if I am to decide this case I must clearly

understand the situation. Let me see! If I comprehend aright, the man

was lying under the stone and the snake----"



"No, no," cried out the horse and the hound and the snake. "It was the

other way."



"Ah, ha, I see! The stone was rolling down and the man sat on it, and

then----"



"Oh, how stupid you are," they all cried; "it wasn't that way at all."



"Dear me, you are quite right. I am very stupid, but, really, you

haven't explained the case quite clearly to me."



"I'll show you," said the snake, impatient from his long hunger; and

he twisted himself again under the stone and wriggled his tail till at

last the stone settled down upon him and he couldn't move out. "That's

the way it was."



"And that's the way it will be," said the fox, and, taking the man's

arm, he walked off, followed by the horse and the hound. "And now for

my chickens."



"I'll go and get them for you," said the man, and went up to his

house, which was near, and told his wife all about it.



"But," she said, "why waste a pair of chickens on a foxy old fox! I

know what I'll do."



So she went into the back yard and unloosed the dog and put it into a

meal-bag and gave it to the man, who took it down and gave it to the

fox, who trotted off with it to his den.



But when he opened the bag out sprung the dog and gobbled him all up.



There's gratitude for you.





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