A savage bull was kept in a farmyard constantly chained on account of
its fierceness. A gentleman who went to stay at the farm was an
especial object of dislike to the animal. One night, during a
tremendous storm of thunder and lightning, the bull was heard to roar
piteously, evidently alarmed at the strife of the elements. The
servants were ordered to lead the bull from its open shed into a close
stable, where it would be less exposed; but they were afraid to go. The
visitor, therefore, compassionating the animal, although it had shown
itself his determined foe, went out into the yard. Here he found the
bull lying on its back; having, in its struggles to get free, almost
torn the ring through the gristle of its nose. No sooner did he appear
than the creature rose, and by its fawning actions showed how delighted
it was to obtain the companionship of a human being. Now quiet as a
lamb, it allowed the stranger to lead it into the stable; and the next
morning, when he went to visit it, it endeavoured to express its
gratitude by rubbing its nose against him.
From that day forward it always treated him as a friend, while it
remained as savage as before towards every one else.
There are times when the most savage hearts can be touched. Wait for
them, and then apply the soothing balm of gentleness.