The Old Hound
A Hound, who
in the days of
his youth and strength had never yielded to any beast of the forest,
encountered
in his old age a boar in the chase.
He seized
him boldly by the
ear, but could not retain his hold because of the decay of his teeth,
so
that the boar escaped.
His master,
quickly coming
up, was very much disappointed, and fiercely abused the dog.
The Hound
looked up and said,
"It was not my fault. master: my spirit was as good as ever, but I
could
not help my infirmities. I rather deserve to be praised for what I have
been, than to be blamed for what I am."
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