Two Mules well-laden with packs were trudging along. One carried
panniers filled with money, the other sacks weighted with grain.
The Mule carrying the treasure walked with head erect, as if
conscious of the value of his burden, and tossed up and down
the clear-toned bells fastened to his neck. His companion followed
with quiet and easy step.
All of a sudden Robbers rushed upon them from their hiding-places,
and in the scuffle with their owners, wounded with a sword the
Mule carrying the treasure, which they greedily seized while taking
no notice of the grain. The Mule which had been robbed and
wounded bewailed his misfortunes.
The other replied, "I am indeed glad that I was thought so little of,
for I have lost nothing, nor am I hurt with any wound."
(Translated by George Fyler Townsend, 1814-1900)