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Two Pots, one of earthenware and the other of brass, were carried

away down a river in flood. The Brazen Pot urged his companion to

keep close by his side, and he would protect him. The other

thanked him, but begged him not to come near him on any account:

"For that," he said, "is just what I am most afraid of. One touch

from you and I should be broken in pieces."

Equals make the best friends.

THE OLD HOUND