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The Crab And The Monkey
There was once a crab who lived in a hole on the shady side of a mountain. She was a
very good housewife, and so careful and industrious that there was no creature in the
whole country whose hole was so neat and clean as hers, and she took great pride in it.
One day she saw lying near the mouth of her hole a handful of cooked rice which some
pilgrim must have let fall when he was stopping to eat his dinner. Delighted at this
discovery, she hastened to the spot, and was carrying the rice back to her hole when a
monkey, who lived in some trees near by, came down to see what the crab was doing. His
eyes shone at the sight of the rice, for it was his favourite food, and like the sly fellow he
was, he proposed a bargain to the crab. She was to give him half the rice in exchange for
the kernel of a sweet red kaki fruit which he had just eaten. He half expected that the crab
would laugh in his face at this impudent proposal, but instead of doing so she only looked
at him for a moment with her head on one side and then said that she would agree to the
exchange. So the monkey went off with his rice, and the crab returned to her hole with
the kernel.
For some time the crab saw no more of the monkey, who had gone to pay a visit on the
sunny side of the mountain; but one morning he happened to pass by her hole, and found
her sitting under the shadow of a beautiful kaki tree.
'Good day,' he said politely, 'you have some very fine fruit there! I am very hungry, could
you spare me one or two?'
'Oh, certainly,' replied the crab, 'but you must forgive me if I cannot get them for you
myself. I am no tree-climber.'
'Pray do not apologise,' answered the monkey. 'Now that I have your permission I can get
them myself quite easily.' And the crab consented to let him go up, merely saying that he
must throw her down half the fruit.
In another moment he was swinging himself from branch to branch, eating all the ripest
kakis and filling his pockets with the rest, and the poor crab saw to her disgust that the
few he threw down to her were either not ripe at all or else quite rotten.
'You are a shocking rogue,' she called in a rage; but the monkey took no notice, and went
on eating as fast as he could. The crab understood that it was no use her scolding, so she
resolved to try what cunning would do.
'Sir Monkey,' she said, ' you are certainly a very good climber, but now that you have
eaten so much, I am quite sure you would never be able to turn one of your somersaults.'
The monkey prided himself on turning better somersaults than any of his family, so he
instantly went head over heels three times on the bough on which he was sitting, and all