An Agreement between the _Wolves_ and the _Dogs_.
The _Wolves_ found themselves in a great Streight once how to deal with
the _Dogs_; they could do well enough with ’em one by one they saw, but
were still worsted and over-born by Numbers. They took the Matter into
Debate, and came at last to this conclusion, That unless they could make
a Party among them, and by a parcel of Fair Words and Pretences, engage
them into a Confederacy against their Masters and Themselves, there was
no good to be done in the Matter. Upon this, they sent out their Spies
among the _Dogs_, with Instructions to go to those among them that were
nearest their own Make, Size and Colour, and to reason the matter with
them, after this or the like manner. [_Why should not we that are all of
a Colour, and in a manner all of a Kind, be all of a Party too, and all
of an Interest? You’ll say perhaps, that your Masters, and your Fellows
may take it Ill, and pick a Quarrel with ye._ Well, and what will they
be able to _make on’t_ then, _against You and us together? If it comes
to that once, ’twill be but one Push for all, and the Work is done._]
This Discourse wrought as well as Heart could wish; for a great many of
the _Wolfe-Colour Dogs_ cry’d out _Well mov’d_ upon’t, and so went over
to the other side. And what came on’t at last, but that after the _Dogs_
had Deserted, the _Wolves_ Worry’d one Part of their Enemies by the help
of the _Currs_ that went over to them; and they were strong enough to
destroy the Revolters themselves.
The MORAL.
_A House divided against it self cannot stand._