A WEASEL, inactive from age and infirmities, was not able to catch mice as he once did. —
He therefore rolled himself in flour and lay down in a dark corner. —
A Mouse, supposing him to be food, leaped upon him, and was instantly caught and squeezed to death. —
Another perished in a similar manner, and then a third, and still others after them. —
A very old Mouse, who had escaped many a trap and snare, observed from a safe distance the trick of his crafty foe and said, “Ah! —
you that lie there, may you prosper just in the same proportion as you are what you pretend to be!”