An Eagle was soaring through the air
when suddenly it heard the whizz of
an Arrow, and felt itself wounded to
Slowly it fluttered down to the
earth, with its life-blood pouring
out of it.
Looking down upon the Arrow with
which it had been pierced, it found
that the shaft of the Arrow had been
feathered with one of its own
"Alas!" it cried, as it
died. "We often give our
enemies the means for our
Moral of Aesop's Fable:
"We often give our enemies the means
for our own destruction."