An ant went to the bank of a river to quench its thirst, and being carried away by the rush of the stream, was on the point of drowning.
A Dove sitting on a tree overhanging the water plucked a leaf and let it fall into the stream close to her.
The Ant climbed onto it and floated in safety to the bank. Shortly afterwards a bird catcher came and stood under the tree, and laid his lime-twigs for the Dove, which sat in the branches. The Ant, perceiving his design, stung him in the foot. In pain the bird catcher threw down the twigs, and the noise made the Dove take wing.
One good turn deserves another.
A doe had lost one of her eyes, and could not see anyone approaching her from one side.
In order to avoid any danger, she always ate on a high cliff near the sea, and looked at the land with her good eye when she was eating.
By this means she could see whenever the hunters approached her on land.
But one hunter found out that she was blind in one eye. He rowed a boat under the cliff, and shot her from the sea.