The Mule

a mule1, frolicsome2 from lack of work and from too much corn,

galloped about in a very extravagant3 manner, and said to himself:

"my father surely was a high-mettled racer, and i am his own

child in speed and spirit." on the next day, being driven a long

journey, and feeling very wearied, he exclaimed in a disconsolate

tone: "i must have made a mistake; my father, after all, could

have been only an ass4."