The Jackal at the Ram-Fight

Now Godly sat down perfectly carefree, for his

disciple's countless virtues had lulled his suspicions
As he rested, he saw a herd of rams, and two of them
fighting. These two would angrily draw apart and
dash together, their slablike foreheads crashing so
that blood flowed freely. This spectacle attracted a
jackal whose soul was in the fetters of carnivorous
desire, and he stood between the two, lapping up the

blood.

When Godly observed this, he thought: "Well,

well! This is a dull-witted jackal. If he happens to be
between just when they crash, he will certainly meet
death. This inference seems inescapable to me."

Now the next time, being greedy as ever to lap up

the blood, the jackal did not move away, was caught
between the crashing heads, and was killed. Then
Godly said: "The jackal at the ram-fight," and griev
ing for him, started to resume his treasure.



He returned in no haste, but when he failed to
find June, he hurried through a ceremony of purifica-
tion, then examined his robe. Finding the treasure



gone, he fell to the ground in a swoon, murmuring:


Oh, oh! I am robbed." In a moment he came to

himself, rose again, and started to scream: "June
June! Where did you go after cheating me ? Give me
answer!" With this repeated lamentation he moved
slowly on, picking up his disciple's tracks and mutter-
ing: "And we, when tricked by June.