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was soon met by a bee, who remarked that he had not a very courageous air, and said to him,
"Bear, you have a very depressed countenance, what has become of your high spirit?"
"You may well ask," answered the bear. "In the fox's hole there sits a grisly beast with fiery eyes, and we cannot drive him out."
The bee answered, "I know you despise me, bear. I am a poor feeble little creature, but I think I can help you."
So she flew into the fox's hole, and settling on the goat's smooth-shaven head, stung her so severely that she jumped up, crying, "Ba-baa!" and ran out like mad into the world; and to this hour no one knows where she ran to.