A PANTHER, by some mischance, fell into a hole.
The Shepherds saw him, and threw some sticks at
him and bate him with stones, while others,
moved with compassion towards him who was about
to die even though no one should hurt him, threw
in some food to prolong his life.
At night they returned home, not dreaming of
any danger, but supposing that on the next day
they would find him dead.
The Panther, however, when he had recruited
his feeble strength, freed himself with a sudden
bound from the pit, and hastened to his den with
After a few days he came forth and slaughtered
the cattle, and, killing the Shepherds who had
attacked him, raged with angry fury.
Then they who had spared his life, fearing for
their safety, surrendered to him their flocks
and begged only for their lives.
To them the Panther made this reply:
"I remember alike those who sought my life with
stones, and those who gave me food aside,
therefore, your fears. I return as an enemy only
to those who injured me."