Astoa Eta Otsoa.
Like many others in the world, there was an ass. He was going along
a ravine, laden with Malaga wine. (You know that asses are very much
afraid of wolves, because the wolves are very fond of the flesh of
asses.) While he was journeying along in that fashion, he sees a wolf
coming at some distance; he could not hide himself anywhere. The wolf
comes up, and the ass says to him:
"Good morning, good morning, Mr. Wolf; in case you should be thirsty,
I have some excellent Malaga to drink."
"I am not thirsty; no!--but astoundingly hungry; yes! My dinner to-day
shall be your head and ears."
"Mr. Wolf, if you were good enough to let me go and hear one mass----?"