2. Where Luck Goes
A fable that follows: More to Birds!
The wolf wanted chicken too and so that very next night the farmer and his wife heard another “Squak!” from the chicken coop. “Shall I go out, wife?” asked the farmer. “No,” she answered, “it’s that fox again. I’ll not be fooled twice.” When the wolf heard the wife, he quickly dressed himself in feathers to roost with the chickens.
The wife saw twelve chickens and one with a very long snout. “Well, well, well,” she said, “you all look like chickens but I see that one is a little grey. Are you ill?” The wife took the wolf by its snout. “I have just the thing for that,” she said and sprinkled a handful of pepper onto the wolf’s black nose. When she left the wolf let out a horrible sneeze. Out came the chicken! He flew into a rage, gulping down six more. “Squak!” The wife hurried back.
“Bak!” said the wolf. “Still grey?” asked the wife. “Something you’ve eaten?” She took the wolf by its snout again and poured castor oil down its throat. “That will help!” she said. Once she left, up came the chickens! The wolf was not feeling so well, but enraged, he swallowed all twelve chickens in one great gulp! The wife returned (this time with an axe). “Burp,” said the wolf. “Better?” asked the wife. “And very plump! I think I shall have you for dinner!” She raised the axe and the wolf ran quick to the door but couldn’t fit! Round and round they went and the Wolf gasped and choked until one after the other he coughed the chickens up! At last he fit through the door. The fox, on hearing the story, said,
“Where luck goes, fools will follow!”
Be it known that this fable is followed by: One Bad Apple: The Third of Several Fables!