While a man was trying with all his
might to cross a fence, a bull ran to his assistance,
and taking him upon his horns, tossed him over.
Seeing the man walking away without making any remark,
the bull said:
“You are quite welcome, I am
sure. I did no more than my duty.”
“I take a different view of
it, very naturally,” replied the man, “and
you may keep your polite acknowledgments of my gratitude
until you receive it. I did not require your
services.”
“You don’t mean to say,”
answered the bull, “that you did not wish to
cross that fence!”
“I mean to say,” was the
rejoinder, “that I wished to cross it by my
method, solely to avoid crossing it by yours.”
Fabula docet that while the
end is everything, the means is something.
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