Mules, laden with packs were trudging along the highway. One carried panniers filled with money, the other sacks of grain.

The Mule that carried the treasure walked with head erect and stately step, jingling the bells about his neck as he went.

His companion followed at a quiet easy pace.

Suddenly a band of Robbers sprang upon them, attracted by the strong proud step and the jingling bells. The Mule that carried the gold made so great an ado that the Robbers seized his pack, wounding him with their weapons, and hearing footsteps, fled.

"I am glad," said the other, "that I was thought of so little consequence for I have lost nothing, nor am I hurt with any wound."