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A Dog was chasing a Wolf, and as he ran he thought what a fine

fellow he was, and what strong legs he had, and how quickly they

covered the ground. "Now, there's this Wolf," he said to himself,

"what a poor creature he is: he's no match for me, and he knows

it and so he runs away." But the Wolf looked round just then and

said, "Don't you imagine I'm running away from you, my friend:

it's your master I'm afraid of."

GRIEF AND HIS DUE