There was a cock who was once roaming up and down the farmyard among the hens when suddenly he saw something shinning amid the straw.
"Ho! ho!" quote he, "that's for me," and soon
rooted it out from beneath the straw. What did
it turn out to be but a Pearl that by some
chance had been lost in the yard? "You may be a
treasure," quote Master Cock, "to men that prize
you, but for me I would rather have a single
barley-corn than a peck of pearls."
Moral: Precious things are for those
that can prize them.