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Aesop: In His 3rd Millenium
I. The Lion and The Mouse

About Kindness...


A Guide to this Site | Did Aesop Exist? | I. The Lion and The Mouse | II. The Scorpion and The Ladybug | III. The Dog in the Manger | IV. The Ants and The Grasshopper | V. The Frog and the Chrysalis | VI. Hercules and The Carter | VII. The Fox and his Tale | VIII. An Elephant, A Bear, and a Katydid | IX. The Spider, the Cockerel, the Sheep, and the Ram | X. The Farmer and the Snake | XI. The Lion, The Fox, and the Ass | XII. The Dog, the Cat, and the Bear | XIII. The Ship and the Whale | XIV. The Duckling, the Hawk, and the Mallard

"It is almost a definition of a gentleman to say that he is one who will never inflict pain."

John Henry Cardinal Newman


"Kindness is contagious. Be a carrier."

He is called the King of the Beasts, and there is a reason for that. A Lion was awakened from sleep by a Mouse, running from a predatory Cat. The Mouse unwittingly scampered over the Lions face. Rising up, the Lion snatched the mouse and growled at its temerity in waking him from his nap.

The Mouse entreated the Lion: "Spare my life, O great Lion. I promise I will repay your kindness."

The Lion laughed, and charmed by the Mouse's foolish audacity, let the him go. The mighty beast lightly boxed the Cat's ears, chasing her away from the Mouse and saying to her,


"There are bigger Cats in the forest who would spare so small a creature!"

Some time later the Lion became ensnared in a rope trap set by the hunters. The Mouse heard him roar in frustration and fear, and the small animal rushed to gnaw the ropes that bound the Lion, freeing him.

The Lion was amazed to see the Mouse and thanked him, but it was the Mouse who said, "When you set me free I knew from your kindness that you were truly royal." And ever after the Mouse told all the forest creatures that the Lion was King of the Beasts.

A Kindness given always returns
when needed most, when most unlikely,
and often from someone unexpected or unknown

It does not matter if one's blood is blue or red, whether one is rich or poor, strong and powerful or weak and humble. None of this matters... not one's work, one's income, one's brains, and certainly not one's "class."

There is only a single thing that defines true class.

The real gentleman is one who is kind.