So the crane thought it best not to break with him quite, But to view his remarks in a good-natured light.
“Come, don’t be affronted-stay with me and dine You know very well ’tis this temper of mine To say such odd things to my intimate friends But you know that poor Reynard no mischief intends.” Crane, I protest You misunderstood me-’twas only in jest.
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The crane, much offended at what she had heard, March’d off at full speed, without saying a word “Oh dear!” said the fox, “Mrs. “I CERTAINLY think,” said a fox to a crane, “That face, ma’am, of yours is remarkably plain That beak that you wear is so frightful a feature, It makes you appear a most singular creature.”
People seldom or never receive any advantage by these little ludicrous impositions and yet, if they were to ask themselves the question, would find, that they would receive the same treatment from another with a very bad grace. The rule of doing as we would be done by, so proper to be our model in every transaction of life, may more particularly be of use in this respect. Indeed, if all those who are thus paid in their own coin, would take it with the same frankness that the Fox did, the matter would not be much but we are too apt, when the jest comes to be turned home upon ourselves, to think that insufferable in another which we looked upon as pretty and facetious when the humour was our own. Whoever takes the liberty to exercise his witty talent in that way, must not be surprised if he meet reprisals in the end. It is very imprudent, as well as uncivil, to affront any one, and we should always reflect, before we rally another, whether we can bear to have the jest retorted. Reynard was heartily vexed at first but when he came to take his leave, owned ingenuously, that he had been used as he deserved and that he had no reason to take any treatment ill, of which himself had set the example. However, a few days after, he returned the compliment, and invited the Fox but suffered nothing to be brought to table excepting some minced meat in a glass jar, the neck of which was so deep, and so narrow, that, though the Stork with his long bill made a shift to fill his belly, all that the Fox, who was very hungry, could do, was to lick the brims as the Stork slabbered them with his eating. This the Fox could lap up with a great deal of ease but the Stork, who could but just dip in the point of his bill, was not a bit the better for his entertainment. The Fox invited the Stork to dinner, and, being disposed to divert himself at the expence of his guest, provided nothing for the entertainment but soup, which he served up in a wide shallow dish.