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Seven Mice

Once upon a time there lived seven brother mice. They owned as much
land as the palm of a hand. One day, when a handful of snow fell on the
ground, the seven brothers were clearing it away they found some butter
as big as an ankle-bone.

Once upon a time there lived seven brother mice. They owned as much land as the palm of a hand. One day, when a handful of snow fell on the ground, the seven brothers were clearing it away they found some butter as big as an ankle-bone. They gave it to the youngest mouse to keep, but he licked it up and ate it. So the other six brothers beat him to death.

Then they went to a lama (monk) and told him about this deed:

"There were seven of us."

-"You have a large family."

"We have as much ground as the palm of your hand."

-"You have a big piece of ground."

"One day a handful of snow fell on our ground."

-"That sounds to me like a disaster."

"We seven brothers cleared it away."

-"You all worked hard."

"While we were clearing away the snow we found some butter as big as an ankle-bone."

-"You became rich."

"We gave it to the youngest brother to keep, but he licked it up and ate it."

-"He is a good storekeeper."

"The six of us beat him to death."

-"That was almost a war," the lama answered. And he paid absolutely no attention to them.

The six mice had come to the lama to get a decisive answer, but they didn't. They were very disappointed and they knew that the lama didn't know anything and was a fool. Also, they repented of their mistake very much, that they had done the wrong thing in killing their youngest brother.

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