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THE TRAVELLING MUSICIANS An honest farmer had once an ass that had been a faithful servant to him a great many years， but was now growing old and every day more and more unfit for work. His master therefore was tired of keeping him and began to think of putting an end to him; but the ass， who saw that some mischief was in the wind， took himself slyly off， and began his journey towards the great city， For there， thought he， I may turn musician. After he had travelled a little way， he spied a dog lying by the roadside and panting as if he were tired. What makes you pant so， my friend? said the ass. Alas! said the dog， my master was going to knock me on the head， because I am old and weak， and can no longer make myself useful to him in hunting; so I ran away; but what can I do to earn my livelihood?Hark ye! said the ass， I am going to the great city to turn musician： suppose you go with me， and try what you can do in the same way? The dog said he was willing， and they jogged on together. They had not gone far before they saw a cat sitting in the middle of the road and making a most rueful face. Pray， my good lady， said the ass， whats the matter with you? You look quite out of spirits!Ah， me! said the cat， how can one be in good spirits when ones life is in danger? Because I am beginning to grow old， and had rather lie at my ease by the fire than run about the house after the mice， my mistress laid hold of me， and was going to drown me; and though I have been lucky enough to get away from her， I do not know what I am to live upon.Oh， said the ass， by all means go with us to the great city; you are a good night singer， and may make your fortune as a musician. The cat was pleased with the thought， and joined the party. | 
