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<h2>THE FOWLER, THE PARTRIDGE, AND THE COCK</h2>
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<p>One day, as a Fowler was sitting down to a scanty supper of
herbs and bread, a friend dropped in unexpectedly. The larder was
empty; so he went out and caught a tame Partridge, which he kept as
a decoy, and was about to wring her neck when she cried, "Surely
you won't kill me? Why, what will you do without me next time you
go fowling? How will you get the birds to come to your nets?" He
let her go at this, and went to his hen-house, where he had a plump
young Cock. When the Cock saw what he was after, he too pleaded for
his life, and said, "If you kill me, how will you know the time of
night? and who will wake you up in the morning when it is time to
get to work?" The Fowler, however, replied, "You are useful for
telling the time, I know; but, for all that, I can't send my friend
supperless to bed." And therewith he caught him and wrung his
neck.</p>
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