. St. Nicholas [serial]. ument, which grewEach day more bitter. Wind andSun Each claimed to be the stronger that neither one wouldmake The least concession, for the sakeOf peace, the two agreed at lengthUpon a trial of their see that Traveler, said theSun, On yonder road? which ever oneThe sooner forces him to stripHis cloak off, wins the champion-ship! The Wind, rejoicing in a fight,Sprang up and blew with all hismight, Quite confident that he would very soon, to his chagrin,He found the harder that he blew,The Traveler more tightly drewHis cloak about him. On
. St. Nicholas [serial]. ument, which grewEach day more bitter. Wind andSun Each claimed to be the stronger that neither one wouldmake The least concession, for the sakeOf peace, the two agreed at lengthUpon a trial of their see that Traveler, said theSun, On yonder road? which ever oneThe sooner forces him to stripHis cloak off, wins the champion-ship! The Wind, rejoicing in a fight,Sprang up and blew with all hismight, Quite confident that he would very soon, to his chagrin,He found the harder that he blew,The Traveler more tightly drewHis cloak about him. One last puffHe gave, then shouted in a huff:I give it up; it cant be done!Then, with a smile, arose the SunAnd beamed his brightest on the Man,So that he presently beganTo feel his cloak; then bit by bit,As he grew warmer, loosened last he threw it off. You win!Exclaimed the Wind. I now beginTo see the light! I thought till nowThat everything to force must bow;But you compel me to admitPersuasion has the best of it!. Are softer far! This was too muchFor Pussy. With a flattered Mew!She reached into the fire and drewA chestnut out. The hot coals searedHer paw, but Pussy perseveredTill she had pulled out every turning round to gaze uponThe chestnuts, found that there was noJust empty shells! All Pussy hadWere burns and the reflection sadThat she had singed her paws to feedHer folly and the Monkeys greed. THE CAT, THE MON-KEY, AND THECHESTNUTS A Monkey and a Cat one day Were sitting by the hearth,where lay Some chestnuts roasting. Bythe way, Exclaimed the Ape, I never saw <\* A Cat with such a perfect paw * For pulling chestnuts from a mfire; ?m*. And though I always did ad-mire 0 Our Masters hands, yours tothe touch
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