A PARABLE.
A mother quail with her young quail brood had a home in a wheat field. When the wheat was ripe and the harvest time was come, the little quails suggested to their mother that it was time to move. While they were discussing it, the owner of the field came near, and was heard to say to some one with him, that he was going to get his neighbors to help him harvest. The mother quail said to her young. "We will not move yet." Several days passed by and the wheat had grown very ripe, The quail again heard the owner say that he was going after some friends over in another neighborhood, to help him cut the wheat. The mother quail said to her young, "We will not move yet." A few days later, when the wheat was so ripe it was falling and going to waste, the quails heard the farmer say, "I am going to cut the wheat myself." The mother quail then said to her young: "Now we will move. The wheat is to be cut."—From an old Scrap Book.
