Cobwebs from an Empty Skull by Ambrose Bierce
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hearing this they were all stricken with grief, and began to lament
their hard fate most piteously. "How," said they, "shall we, who are unskilled in magic, unread in philosophy, and untaught in the secrets of the stars--who have neither wit, eloquence, nor song--how shall we essay to teach wisdom to the wise?" Nevertheless, they were compelled to make the attempt. After many had failed and been dispatched, another fox arrived on the ground, and learning the condition of affairs, scampered slyly up the steps, and whispered something in the ear of the cat, who was about entering the tower. So the latter stuck her head in at the door, and shrieked: "Pullets with a southern exposure ripen earliest, and have yellow legs." At this the magician was so delighted that he dissolved the spell and let them all go free. XLIII. One evening a jackass, passing between a village and a hill, looked over the latter and saw the faint light of the rising moon. "Ho-ho, Master Redface!" said he, "so you are climbing up the other |
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