Hares, as you know, are very
timid. The least shadow, sends them scurrying in fright to a
hiding place. Once they decided to die rather than live in such
misery. But while they were debating how best to meet death,
they thought they heard a noise and in a flash were scampering
off to the warren. On the way they passed a pond where a family
of Frogs was sitting among the reeds on the bank. In an instant
the startled Frogs were seeking safety in the mud.
"Look," cried a
Hare, "things are not so bad after all, for here are
creatures who are even afraid of us!"