A man pursued by a lion, was about
stepping into a place of safety, when he bethought
him of the power of the human eye; and, turning about,
he fixed upon his pursuer a steady look of stern reproof.
The raging beast immediately moderated his rate per
hour, and finally came to a dead halt, within a yard
of the man’s nose. After making a leisurely
survey of him, he extended his neck and bit off a small
section of his victim’s thigh.
“Beard of Arimanes!” roared
the man; “have you no respect for the Human
Eye?”
“I hold the human eye in profound
esteem,” replied the lion, “and I confess
its power. It assists digestion if taken just
before a meal. But I don’t understand why
you should have two and I none.”
With that he raised his foot, unsheathed
his claws, and transferred one of the gentleman’s
visual organs to his own mouth.
“Now,” continued he, “during
the brief remainder of a squandered existence, your
lion-quelling power, being more highly concentrated,
will be the more easily managed.”
He then devoured the remnant of his
victim, including the other eye.
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