A Panther, by some mischance, fell into a pit. The Shepherds
discovered him, and some threw sticks at him and pelted him
with stones, while others, moved with compassion towards
one about to die even though no one should hurt him, threw
in some food to prolong his life. At night they returned home,
not dreaming of any danger, but supposing that on the morrow
they would find him dead.
The Panther, however, when he had recruited his feeble
strength, freed himself with a sudden bound from the pit, and
hastened to his den with rapid steps. After a few days he
came forth and slaughtered the cattle, and, killing the Shepherds
who had attacked him, raged with angry fury.
Then they who had spared his life, fearing for their safety,
surrendered to him their flocks and begged only for their lives.
To them the Panther made this reply: "I remember alike those
who sought my life with stones, and those who gave me food.
Set aside, therefore, your fears. I return as an enemy only to
those who injured me."
(Translated by George Fyler Townsend, 1814-1900)