TALES FROM ZOÖLOGY
CHAPTER I
THE OWL AND THE HARE
IT was growing dark. The owls began to fly in the forest, over the ravine, in search of their prey.
A big gray hare was bounding over the field, and began to smooth his fur.
An old owl, as she sat on the bough, was watching the gray hare; and a young owl said, "Why don't you pounce down on the hare?"
The old one replied:—
"I am not strong enough. The hare is large. If you should clutch him, he would carry you off into the thicket."
But the young owl said:—
"Why, I could hold him with one claw, and with the other I could cling to the tree."
And the young owl swooped down on the hare, clutched his back with his claw in such a way that all the nails sank into the fur, and he was going to cling to the tree with the other claw; and he said to himself:—
"He will not escape."
But the hare darted himself away, and pulled the owl in two. One claw remained in the tree; the other in the hare's back.
The next year a sportsman killed this hare, and was surprised to find on his back the talons of a full-grown owl.
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