
The Lark and her Young Ones.A Lark had made her nest in the young green wheat. The brood had almostgrown, when the owner of the field, overlooking his crop, said: "I mustsend to all my neighbors to help me with my harvest." One of the youngLarks heard him, and asked his mother to what place they should move forsafety. "There is no occasion to move yet, my son," she replied. Theowner of the field came a few days later, and said: "I will come myselfto-morrow, and will get in the harvest." Then the Lark said to herbrood: "It is time now to be off—he no longer trusts to his friends,but will reap the field himself." Self-help is the best help. From Aesop's Fables |
If wishes were horses, beggars would ride.
By James Halliwell