A SHEPHERD, watching his Ass feeding in a meadow, was alarmed all of a sudden by the cries of the enemy. —
He appealed to the Ass to fly with him, lest they should both be captured, but the animal lazily replied, “Why should I, pray? —
Do you think it likely the conqueror will place on me two sets of panniers? —
’ “No,” rejoined the Shepherd. —
“Then,” said the Ass, “as long as I carry the panniers, what matters it to me whom I serve?’
In a change of government the poor change nothing beyond the name of their master.