Once upon a time the jackal went in search of the hedgehog and said to it:
"Come along. I know a garden of onions. We will fill our bellies."
"How many tricks have you?" asked the hedgehog.
"I have a hundred and one."
"And I," said the other, "have one and a half."
They entered the garden and ate a good deal. The hedgehog ate a little and
then went to see if he could get out of the entrance or not. When he had
eaten enough so that he could just barely slip out, he stopped eating. As
for the jackal, he never stopped eating until he was swollen very much.
As these things were going on, the owner of the garden arrived. The
hedgehog saw him and said to his companion:
"Escape! the master is coming." He himself took flight. But in spite of his
exhortations the jackal couldn't get through the opening. "It is
impossible," he said.
"Where are those one hundred and one tricks? They don't serve you now."
"May God have mercy on your parents, my uncle, lend me your half a trick."
"Lie down on the ground," answered the hedgehog. "Play dead, shut your
mouth, stretch out your paws as if you were dead, until the master of the
garden shall see it and cast you into the street, and then you can run
away."
On that the hedgehog departed. The jackal lay down as he had told him until
the owner of the garden came with his son and saw him lying as if dead. The
child said to his father:
"Here is a dead jackal. He filled his belly with onions until he died."