A Carter was driving a wagon along a country lane, when
the wheels sank down deep into a rut. The rustic driver,
stupefied and aghast, stood looking at the wagon, and did
nothing but utter loud cries to Hercules to come and help him.
Hercules, it is said, appeared and thus addressed him: "Put your
shoulders to the wheels, my man. Goad on your bullocks, and
never more pray to me for help, until you have done your best
to help yourself, or depend upon it you will henceforth pray in
vain." Self-help is the best help.
(Translated by George Fyler Townsend, 1814-1900)