He had hidden in some bushes where he could look on and
enjoy their surprise and anger. At last they went back to their
work.
One day wolves did come. John was very much frightened. He ran to
the men for help. They only laughed at him. "Oh, you have fooled
us twice," they said. "You shall not have another chance."
"But the wolves are surely there," cried John. "They are killing
the sheep. Do come and help!" The men kept on with their work and
did not even look at John.
Before he could find anyone who would believe him, many of the
sheep had been killed.
THE TWO GOATS
A small stream ran between two hills. Over this stream there was a
very narrow bridge. If two persons came to the opposite ends of
this bridge at the same time, one must wait for the other to cross
before he could go over.
One morning, two goats, a black one and a white one, reached the
opposite ends of the bridge at the same moment.
The black goat called out to the white one, "Hold on a minute; I
am coming over."
The white goat replied, "No, I will go over first; I am in a
hurry."
"No," said the black goat, "I will not wait for you. I am the
older."
"You shall wait for me," roared the white goat as he stepped upon
the bridge and started across.
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