The
kites and the crows made an agreement among themselves that they should go
halves in everything obtained in the forest. One day they saw a fox that had
been wounded by hunters lying helpless under a tree, and gathered round it.
The
crows said, “we will take the upper half of the fox.” “Then we will take the
lower half,” said the kites.
The
fox laughed at this, and said, “I always thought the kites were superior in
creation to the crows; as such they must get the upper half of my body, of
which my head, with the brain and other delicate things in it, forms a portion.”
“Oh,
yes, that is right,” said the kites, “we will have that part of the fox.” “Not
at all,” said the crows, “we must have it, as already agreed.” Then a war arose
between the rival parties, and a great many fell on both sides, and the
remaining few escaped with difficulty.
The
fox continued there for some days, leisurely feeding on the dead kites and
crows, and then left the place hale and hearty.
Observing,
“the weak benefit by the quarrels of the mighty.”
Indian
Fables
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