Where was a
lion in a forest. One clay though it roamed all over the forest looking for food, it did
not get any. No animalcame its way. It was tired at the end of the day.
It saw a cave.
It thought, "Let me take rest in this cave. Perhaps some animal will come here to
sleep. I shall eat it." It hid itself in a dark comer of the cave and waited.
A fox used to come to the cave to sleep. It came there that evening, too, as usual.
When, however, it saw the foot-prints of a lion near the cave, it became suspicious.
The fox was clever. So it thought of a plan.
It called out to the cave, "O cave. O cave!"
There was no reply.