A Young Fawn once said to
his Mother, "I
do not see, Mother.
how it is that you
should be so afraid of
the Dogs. You are
larger than a dog, and swifter;
and you are
much more used to running. Why
is it that
the mere mention of a hound
puts you into
such a terrible fright?"
The Mother smiled upon
her brave young
son. "Iknow very well,"
she said, "that all
you say is true. I look
at my long legs, and
remember all the advantages that
you men-
tion; yet when I hear the
bark of but a single
dog, I faint with terror.
No argument will give courage to the
timid.
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