William Crooke, The Talking Thrush, and Other Tales from India
“ The Jackal was always hungry, and he had eaten everything within reach; so he used to sit on the river bank and bemoan his luck. "All those ripe melons," said he, "and nobody to eat them but men. It is really a shame. I don't know what Providence is doing, to treat me so scurvily."Perhaps Providence knew what it was about, and the Jackal, as you shall hear, deserved no better than he got.As he sat one day by the river, moaning and groaning, a big Tortoise popped up his funny head out of the water. There was a big tear in each of the Tortoise's round eyes. ”
