AN OX drinking at a pool trod on a brood of young frogs and crushed one of them to death. —
The Mother coming up, and missing one of her sons, inquired of his brothers what had become of him. —
“He is dead, dear Mother; —
for just now a very huge beast with four great feet came to the pool and crushed him to death with his cloven heel. —
” The Frog, puffing herself out, inquired, “if the beast was as big as that in size. —
” “Cease, Mother, to puff yourself out,” said her son, “and do not be angry; —
for you would, I assure you, sooner burst than successfully imitate the hugeness of that monster.”