The Spendthrift and the Swallow
A young fellow, who was very
popular among his boon companions as a good spender, quickly
wasted his fortune trying to live
up to his reputation. Then one
fine day in early spring he found
himself with not a penny left,
and no property save the clothes
he wore.
He was to meet some jolly
young men that morning, and he
was at his wits' end how to get
enough money to keep up appearances. Just then a Swallow flew
by, twittering merrily, and the
young man, thinking summer
had come, hastened off to a
clothes dealer, to whom he sold
all the clothes he wore down to
his very tunic.
A few days later a change in
weather brought a severe frost,
and the poor swallow and that
foolish young man in his light
tunic, and with his arms and
knees bare, could scarcely
keep
life in their shivering bodies.
One swallow does not make a summer.
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