Some cranes made their feeding grounds on some
plowlands newly sown with wheat. For a long time the Farmer, brandishing an
empty sling, chased them away by the terror he inspired; but when the birds
found that the sling was only swung in the air, they ceased to take any notice
of it and would not move. The Farmer, on seeing this, charged his sling with
stones, and killed a great number. The remaining birds at once forsook his
fields, crying to each other, "It is time for us to be off to Liliput: for
this man is no longer content to scare us, but begins to show us in earnest
what he can do."
If words suffice not, blows must follow.
If words suffice not, blows must follow.
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