One day a Fox seated himself on a stone by a stream and wept aloud. The Crabs in the holes around came up to him and said: "Friend, why are you wailing so loud?"  
"Alas!" said the Fox, "I have been turned by my kindred out of the wood, and do not know what to do."
 
"Why were you turned out?" asked the Crabs in a tone of pity.
 
"Because," said the Fox, sobbing, "they said they should go out to-night hunting Crabs by the stream, and I said it would be a pity to lull such pretty little creatures."
 
"Where will you go hereafter?" said the Crabs.
 
"Where I can get work," said the Fox; "for I would not go to my kindred again, come what would."
 
Then the Crabs held a meeting, and came to the conclusion that, as the Fox had been thrown out by his kindred on their account, they could do nothing better than engage his services to defend them. So they told the Fox of their intention. He readily consented, and spent the whole day in amusing the Crabs with all kinds of trick............