One day a crow stole a piece of meat. It flew away and sat on the branch of a tree. Suddenly a fox came along and stopped under the tree. He sniffed something good to eat. Looking about, he saw the meat in the crow's mouth and wanted it. How could he get the meat? He could not climb the tree. What good would it do if he could? The crow would away when she saw him coming. He could not coax the crow to come down to the ground. She knew what fly a fox likes to eat. At last the fox had a crafty thought. He said to himself, flatter her and she will forget about the meat." "A crow is one of the proudest birds I ever know. I will So he called out in his sweetest voice, "Good day, my pretty bird"; but the crow did not reply. She only stepped about proudly on the branch. "I wish I had such a beautiful appearance as you have," said the fox. Still no answer, but the crow held up her head and turned it first to one side and then to the other, showing that she was pleased. "What a graceful neck and bright eye!" said the fox. "The other birds may well be jealous of you." No answer yet. She only raised her wings a little and gazed down upon the fox. "If your voice were only as beautiful as your appearance and your dress, you would be the queen of all the birds; but it seems that you cannot talk at all. What a pity that you are dumb!" The crow gave a loud "caw!" As she did so, the meat fell from her mouth. The fox snapped it quickly and went away. The poor crow at last understood that the fox was only fooling her but it was too late.
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