flung his bulk into the yoke, and the plough tore through the wet ground behind him, and the countryman goaded him till his flanks were red.

'Do you like this?' Leo called down the dripping furrows.

'No, said the Bull over his shoulder as he lifted his hind legs from the clinging mud and cleared his nostrils,

Leo left him scornfully and passed to another country, where he found his brother the Ram in the centre of a crowd of country people who were hanging wreaths round his neck and feeding him on freshly-plucked green corn.

' This is terrible,' said Leo. 'Break up that crowd and come away, my brother. Their hands are spoiling your fleece.'

'TI cannot, said the Ram. 'The Archer told me that on some day of which I had no knowledge, he would send a dart through me, and that I should die in very great pain.

'What has that to do with this disgraceful show?' said Leo, but he did not speak as confidently as before.

'Everything in the world, said the Ram. 'These people never saw a perfect sheep before, They think that I am a stray, and they will carry me from place to place as a model to all their flocks.'

'But they are greasy shepherds; we are not intended to amuse them,' said Leo.

'You may not be, [ am,' said the Ram. 'I cannot tell when the Archer may choose to send his arrow at me— perhaps before the people a mile down the road have seen me.' The Ram lowered his head