it is related that two sparrows once made their nest in the roof of a house; and, contenting themselves with a single grain, so lived. once on a time they had young ones, and both the mother and father used to go out in search of food for their support; and what they procured they made up into grains and dropped into their crops.
one day, the male sparrow had gone out somewhere. when he came back he beheld the female sparrow fluttering in the greatest distress around the nest, while she uttered piteous cries. he exclaimed, "sweet friend! what movements are these which i behold in thee?" she replied, "how shall i not lament, since, when i returned after a moment's absence, i saw a huge snake come and prepare to devour my offspring, though i poured forth piteous cries. it was all in vain, for the snake said, 'thy sigh will have no effect on my dark-mirrored scales.' i replied, 'dread this, that i and the father of these children will gird up the waist of vengeance, and will exert ourselves to the utmost for thy destruction.' the snake laughed on hearing me, and that cruel oppressor has devoured my young and has also taken his rest in the nest."
when the male sparrow heard this story, his frame was wrung with anguish; and the fire of regret for the loss of his offspring fell on his soul. at that moment the master of the house was engaged in lighting his lamp; and holding in his hand a match, dipped in grease and lighted, was about to put it into the lamp-holder. the sparrow flew and snatched the match from his hand and threw it into the nest. the master of the house, through fear that the fire would catch to the roof, and that the consequences would be most pernicious, immediately ran up on the terrace and began clearing away the nest from beneath, in order to put out the fire. the snake beheld in front the danger of the fire, and heard above the sound of the pickaxe. it put out its head from a hole which it had near the roof, and no sooner did it do so than it received a blow of death from the pickaxe.
and the moral of this fable is, that the snake despised its enemy, and made no account of him, until in the end that enemy pounded his head with the stone of vengeance.
