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A wolfe took a dog napping at his master's door, and when he was just about to worry him, the poor creature begg'd hard, only for a reprieve. Alas (says he) I'm as lean at present as carryon; but we have a wedding at our house within these two or three days, that will plump me up you shall see with good cheare. Pray have but patience 'till then, and when I'm in a little better case, I'll throw my self in the very mouth of ye. The wolfe tooke his word, and so let him go; but passing some few days after by the same house again, he spy'd the dog in the hall, and bad him remember his promise. Heark ye, my friend, says the dog; whenever you catch me asleep again, on the wrong side of the door, never trouble your head to wait for a wedding.
Moral
Experience works upon many brutes more then upon some men. They are not to be gutted twice with the same trick; and at the worst, a bad shift is better than none.
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