The Horse and the Ass
A HORSE, proud of his fine trappings, met an Ass on the highway. The Ass being heavily laden moved slowly out of the way.
Hardly, said the Horse:
can I resist kicking you with my heels. The Ass held his peace, and made only a silent appeal to the justice of the gods.
Not long afterwards the Horse, having become broken-winded, was sent by his owner to the farm. The Ass, seeing him drawing a dung-cart, thus derided him:
Where, O boaster, are now all thy gay trappings, thou who are thyself reduced to the condition you so lately treated with contempt?
WM. L. Allison, New York
Illustrator: Harrison Weir, John Tenniel, Ernest Griset, et.al.