A camel and jackal were friends. The camel was wise while the jackal was cunning. One day the jackal came to the camel and began to tell him about a sugarcane filed across the river.
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The camel was fond of sugarcane. He readily agreed. He carried the jackal on his back.
The had a grand feast. The jackal, however, was soon rull. He, therefore, began to howl. The camel asked him not to howl because his howling would bring the farmer there. “It is my habit”, said the jackal. I howl after I have had my meal.
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The farmer, the owner of the sugarcane field, herd the howling of the sugarcane field, heard the howling of the jackal. “Some animals are spoiling my field”, said he to himself. He took a big stick and came there.
The jackal was nowhere to be seen. He saw the camel and beat him hard. The camel rushed out. He was very angry with the jackal. He came to the bank. His whole body was aching because of the beating.
The jackal soon came there. He wanted to be carried back. The camel took him on his back. When he was in the middle of the stream, the camel began to roll in water. “What are you doing my friend ?” “Don’t you see the water is too deep for me “, said the jackal. “It is my nature “, said the camel. The jackal was soon drowned. The camel had his revenge. Moral : Tit for Tat.