Monkeys, they say, bring two young into the world; of these two children they cherish and nourish the one with great care, but the other they hate and neglect. Now it happens, by a strange twist of fate, that the young one that its mother tends fondly and clasps tight in her arms dies smothered by her, and that the one she neglects reaches full growth.
Fortune is stronger than all human foresight.Moral
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