THE ENDS THEREOF ARE THE WAYS OF DEATH
One day a man, out hiking in the country, happened to see a magnificent golden eagle flying upward into the sky. He watched it with delight and admiration as it soared higher and higher. But suddenly, something went wrong! The eagle seemed incapable of going any higher. As a matter of fact, it began to fall, and before too long lay at his feet as a lifeless mass. What possibly could have happened? No human hand had harmed it. No sportsman shot had reached it. Filled with bewilderment, the man went over and examined the bird only to discover an astounding sight. Still curled up in the talons of that great bird, was a little weasel, no doubt the prey of the bird that had been carried off up into the sky. As that weasel had been drawn in close to the big bird’s body for flight, it had managed to worm itself partly out of…
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