Having received an order for twenty yards of silk from Princess

　　Lioness, the Silkworm sat down at her loom1 and worked away with

　　zeal. A Spider soon came around and asked to hire a web-room near

　　by. The Silkworm acceded2, and the Spider commenced her task and worked

　　so rapidly that in a short time the web was finished. "Just look at

　　it," she said, "and see how grand and delicate it is. You cannot but

　　acknowledge that I'm a much better worker than you. See how quickly

　　I perform my labors3." "Yes," answered the Silkworm, "but hush4 up,

　　for you bother me. Your labors are designed only as base traps, and

　　are destroyed whenever they are seen, and brushed away as useless

　　dirt; while mine are stored away, as ornaments5 of Royalty6."

　　"True art is thoughtful, delights and endures."