AN OWL, accustomed to feed at night and to sleep during the day, was greatly disturbed by the noise of a Grasshopper and earnestly besought her to stop chirping. —
The Grasshopper refused to desist, and chirped louder and louder the more the Owl entreated. —
When she saw that she could get no redress and that her words were despised, the Owl attacked the chatterer by a stratagem. —
“Since I cannot sleep,” she said, “on account of your song which, believe me, is sweet as the lyre of Apollo, I shall indulge myself in drinking some nectar which Pallas lately gave me. —
If you do not dislike it, come to me and we will drink it together. —
” The Grasshopper, who was thirsty, and pleased with the praise of her voice, eagerly flew up. —
The Owl came forth from her hollow, seized her, and put her to death.