Once on a time the fox was talking to the wolf of the strength of man; how no animal could withstand him, and how all were obliged to employ cunning in order to preserve themselves from him. Then the wolf answered, “If I had but the chance of seeing a man for once, I would set on him notwithstanding.”
“I can help thee to do that,” said the fox. “Come to me early tomorrow morning, and I will show thee one.” The wolf presented himself betimes, and the fox took him out on the road by which the huntsmen went daily. First came an old discharged soldier.
“Is that a man?” inquired the wolf.
“No,” answered the fox, “that was one.”
Afterwards came a little boy who was going to school. “Is that a man?”