An old peasant was sitting in a meadow watching his donkey, which was grazing close by, when all of a sudden he caught sight of armed men stealthily approaching. He jumped up in a moment, and begged the donkey to fly with him as fast as he could, “Or else,” said he, “we shall both be captured by the enemy.”

But the donkey just looked round lazily and said, “And if so, do you think they’ll make me carry heavier loads than I have to now?”

“No,” said his master.

“Oh, well, then,” said the donkey, “I don’t mind if they do take me, for I shan’t be any worse off.”

In a change of government the poor change nothing beyond the name of their master.

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