know what I am talking
about." So the mother followed her puppy.

When they came near the foot of the hill, the little pug ran on ahead
of his mother and looked into the stream.

"How lucky!" he said, "he is still here. Now, mother, you see that what
I said is true."

"It is your shadow, little one."

"No, no, my eyes are better than yours, mother."

Just then his mother came up and stood beside him.

"How queer!" said the little dog. "That is the pug's mother. I did not
see her before. It would be too cold for me down in that water. Why do
they live there?"

"You foolish child," replied the mother. "It is our shadows that you
see there. See, they are just like us."

"I am not a baby. I know what dogs are, mother. Those are real dogs."

"Watch, my son, and see what happens," and the mother dropped a stone
on the two shadows. They were gone.

The little pug stood surprised. He dropped his ears and went slowly
home without saying another word.

THE PARTRIDGE IN THE NET

"I have caught one at last," said a hunter, "and this is as fine a
partridge as one often sees. It is a young one, too, I do believe," and
he reached his hand into the net to take it out.

This frightened the partridge. It fluttered and cackled, pecking at the
hunter's hand.

At last it cried out, "Let me go! Do let me go! I am but one little
bird. If you will set me free, I will lead a large flock of partridges
to your net, and will coax them to go into it."

But the hunter said, "You seem very willing to deceive the partridges;
you might also deceive me. I will not let you go."

THE NORTH WIND AND THE SUN

"I am stronger than you," said the North Wind to the Sun.

"That is not true," said the Sun. "Everyone knows that I am the
stronger."

"Show me that you are stronger than I," replied the North Wind. "You
know very well that you are not."

"Do you see that traveler coming? I can make him take off his coat. You
can not," said the Sun.

"We will see about that," answered the North Wind. "The one that makes
the traveler take off his coat is the victor."

"All right," said the Sun, "and you may have the first trial."

"Whew! How the North Wind blows," said the traveler. "Whew! whew! Hold
on there, North Wind; I would rather walk than fly. Whew! whew!

"How cold it is! I must button my coat uptight. Whew! whew! whew! I
never felt such a wind before," said the traveler, as he folded his
arms over his breast. "It