A greedy Hunter one day shot a fine Deer, and ere he could dress it, a pretty Fawn¹ came that way, and an arrow brought it to the ground. A Boar now chanced to be passing, and the Hunter wounded it so that it lay upon the ground as if dead. Not satisfied with this game, he must needs pursue a Partridge that came fluttering near, and while he was doing so the wounded Boar regained² enough strength to spring upon him and kill him. A Wolf came that way, and seeing the four dead bodies, said: "Here is food for a month; but I will save the best, and be content to-day with the bow-string." But when he seized the string it loosened the fixed³ arrow, which shot him through the heart.

The greedy man and the miser⁴ cannot enjoy their gains.