One day as he sat watching the Sheep and the quiet forest, and
thinking what he would do should he see a Wolf, he thought of a plan to
amuse himself.
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| He shouted |
His Master had told him to call for help should a Wolf attack the
flock, and the Villagers would drive it away. So now, though he had not
seen anything that even looked like a Wolf, he ran toward the village
shouting at the top of his voice, “Wolf! Wolf!”
As he expected, the Villagers who heard the cry dropped their work
and ran in great excitement to the pasture. But when they got there they
found the Boy doubled up with laughter at the trick he had played on
them.
A few days later the Shepherd Boy again shouted, “Wolf! Wolf!” Again the Villagers ran to help him, only to be laughed at again.
Then one evening as the sun was setting behind the forest and the
shadows were creeping out over the pasture, a Wolf really did spring
from the underbrush and fall upon the Sheep.
In terror the Boy ran toward the village shouting “Wolf! Wolf!” But
though the Villagers heard the cry, they did not run to help him as they
had before. “He cannot fool us again,” they said.
The Wolf killed a great many of the Boy’s sheep and then slipped away into the forest.
