screamed, and if he had only got hold of me, I should never have come
out alive."

The wolves never went calling on their neighbors any more.




THE PARSON AND THE CLERK


There was once a parson who was such a bully that whenever he met anyone
driving on the king's highway, he called out, ever so far off--"Out of
the way! Out of the way! Here comes the parson!"

One day when he was driving along and behaving so, he met the king. "Out
of the way! Out of the way!" he bawled a long way off. But the king
drove on and held his own; so it was the parson who had to turn his
horse aside that time, and when the king came up beside him, he said,
"To-morrow you shall come to me at the palace, and if you can't answer
three questions which I shall ask you, you shall lose your office for
your pride's sake."

This was something quite different from what the parson was wont to
hear. He could bawl and bully, shout and scold. All that he could do,
but question and answer were not in his line. So he set off to the
clerk, who was said to be worth more than the parson, and told him he
had no mind to go to the king. "For one fool can ask more than ten wise
men can answer;" and the end was, he got the clerk to go in his place.