Let us run,"
and away they all went.

When the sheep saw the wolves, they too began to run.

The shepherd was taking care of a lame lamb in a distant part of the
field. When he saw the wolves chasing his sheep, he ran toward them;
but before he could frighten the wolves away, they had killed several
sheep.

"What a fool I have been," said the shepherd, "to let my neighbor do my
thinking for me!"

THE BOY AND THE NUTS

A glass jar half full of nuts stood on a table.

Albert, who was very fond of nuts, saw it. He climbed up on the table
and thrust his hand into the jar, grasping a whole handful. He tried to
pull his hand out. The mouth of the jar was too narrow for his fist.

He pulled and pulled and became very angry at the jar, but it was of no
use.

At last he began to scream and cry. His mother hurried into the room to
find out what was the matter with him.

"What hurts you, Albert?" she asked.

"This old jar will not let me have this handful of nuts," cried Albert.

His mother laughed when she saw the cause of all his trouble.

"Do you wish so many nuts?" she asked. "Try taking out a few at a time."

Albert did as his mother told him to do, and found that he could easily
get the nuts.

"When you get into trouble again, my son, stop and think of a way out,
instead of screaming," said his mother.

THE CROW AND THE PITCHER

No rain had fallen for many weeks. All the small streams and the ponds
were dried up.

An old crow had been looking for water all the morning. At last he
found some in a pitcher in a garden. He flew down to it and thrust in
his bill; but he could not reach the water.

He walked around to the other side and tried again; but he could not
get a drink. Oh, how very thirsty he was! It seemed as if he should
faint.

"I must have that water. I will have it," he said.

Again he stretched his neck into the pitcher. No, he could not reach it.

He stopped a second and seemed to be thinking; then he said, "I will
break the pitcher. My bill is strong and hard." So he gave the pitcher
a hard thump. It did not break. He "thumped! thumped! thumped!" first
here, then there. What a strong pitcher that was! It did not even crack.

"This will not do," he said. "I must try some other plan. I am big and
strong. I will tip the pitcher over."

With that he pushed against it with his breast. It did not move. It
seemed as if he must give up the attempt to get the water, but he did