Long, long ago the Jackal and the Dog were
friends and lived in the bush. They hunted together every day. In the evening
they came home and ate food together.
One day they did not catch anything and came back very hungry. A cold wind was
blowing in the bush.
"Oh," said the Dog, "it is so bad to be hungry and cold!"
"Go to sleep," the Jackal said. "When morning comes, we shall go
hunting again and we shall catch a young antelope."
But the Dog could not sleep. Then he saw a red light far away.
"Jackal," he cried, "what is that red light over there?"
"There is a village there, and that red light is a man's fire," the
Jackal answered.
"Fire is warm, and it is cold here," said the Dog. "I say,
Jackal, will you go and bring some fire? You are so brave!"
"No, no, I will not. You can bring it, if you like."
The Dog did not want to go, because he was afraid of men. But he thought "I
am sure there are some bones near the fire. I can eat them, and the fire is so
warm!"
He was so