One day as he was walking in the public square of the town, he saw a statue which had been made by a great artist. And he discovered—ha-ha-ha—he discovered that the shoe-latchet of the statue was not made just right.
"Aha, aha!" he said, and his chest swelled with pride and delight. "Here is a statue made by a great artist—but he does not know how a shoe-latchet is made. Surely, I am greater than he!"
Then he began to look the statue over to see what other mistakes he might find. And after a while it seemed to him that the legs of the statue were not shaped just right, either.
"I will go to the Lord Mayor of the town," he said to himself, "and order the statue removed from our public square."
So he went to the Lord Mayor's palace, and when he came into the Lord Mayor's presence, he said, "May it please your Honor, I have discovered great errors in the statue which is in our public square, and I have come to petition your Honor to have it removed."
Then the Lord Mayor looked the cobbler
