An elephant meeting a mouse, reproached
him for not taking a proper interest in growth.
“It is all very well,”
retorted the mouse, “for people who haven’t
the capacity for anything better. Let them grow
if they like; but I prefer toasted cheese.”
The stupid elephant, not being able
to make very much sense of this remark, essayed, after
the manner of persons worsted at repartee, to set
his foot upon his clever conqueror. In point of
fact, he did set his foot upon him, and there wasn’t
any more mouse.
The lesson imparted by this fable
is open, palpable: mice and elephants look at
things each after the manner of his kind; and when
an elephant decides to occupy the standpoint of a mouse,
it is unhealthy for the latter.
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