Fox and the
A peasant had a faithful horse which had grown old and could
do no more work, so his master would no longer give him anything to eat
and said, "I can certainly make no more use of thee, but still I mean
well by thee; if thou provest thyself still strong enough to bring me a
lion here, I will maintain thee, but now take thyself away out of my
stable," and with that he chased him into the open country.
The horse was
sad, and went to the forest to seek a little protection there from the
Then the fox met him and said, "Why dost thou hang thy head so, and go
about all alone?"
replied the horse, "avarice and fidelity do not dwell together in one
My master has forgotten what services I have performed for him for so
many years, and because I can no longer plough well, he will give me no
more food, and has driven me out."
"Without giving thee a chance?" asked the fox.
"The chance was a bad one. He said, if I were still strong enough to
bring him a lion, he would keep me, but he well knows that I cannot do
The fox said, "I will help thee, just lay thyself down, stretch thyself
out, as if thou wert dead, and do not stir."
The horse did as the fox desired, and the fox went to the
lion, who had his den not far off, and said,
"A dead horse is lying outside there, just come with me, thou canst
have a rich meal."
The lion went with him, and when they were both standing by the horse
the fox said,
"After all, it is not very comfortable for thee here I tell thee what I
will fasten it to thee by the tail, and then thou canst drag it into
thy cave, and devour it in peace."
This advice pleased the lion: he lay down, and in order that
the fox might tie the horse fast to him, he kept quite quiet.
But the fox tied the lion's legs together with the horse's tail, and
twisted and fastened all so well and so strongly that no strength could
When he had finished his work, he tapped the horse on the shoulder and
said, "Pull, white horse, pull."
Then up sprang the horse at once, and drew the lion away with him.
The lion began to roar so that all the birds in the forest flew out in
terror, but the horse let him roar, and drew him and dragged him over
the country to his master's door.
When the master saw the lion, he was of a better mind, and said to the
horse, "Thou shalt stay with me and fare well," and he gave him plenty
to eat until he died
Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm, Household
Tales, trans. Margaret Hunt
(London: George Bell, 1884), 2:177-178