A Hunter set out a net near a lake and caught a number of birds. The birds were large, and they raised the net and flew away with it. The Hunter ran after them. A Peasant saw the Hunter running, and said:
"Where are you running? How can you catch up with the birds, while you are on foot?"
The Hunter said:
"If it were one bird, I should not catch it, but now I shall."
And so it happened. When evening came, the birds began to pull for the night each in a different direction: one to the woods, another to the swamp, a third to the field; and all fell with the net to the ground, and the Hunter caught them.
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