A HUNTER, not very bold, was searching for the tracks of a Lion. He asked a man felling oaks in the forest if he had seen any marks of his footsteps or knew where his lair was. —
“I will,” said the man, “at once show you the Lion himself. —
” The Hunter, turning very pale and chattering with his teeth from fear, replied, “No, thank you. —
I did not ask that; it is his track only I am in search of, not the Lion himself.”
The hero is brave in deeds as well as words.