1.There was once a wind-mill that swung its arms round and round day after day.It did no harm to anybody.
2.But there was a flock of crows living near who did not like the busy mill.They said it wanted to kill some of them.What else could it mean by swinging its great arms the whole day long？
3.They made up their minds to call a meeting of all the crows in the countr y.One fine summer evening they all met together near the mill.
4.The leader of the flock told his story.The crows thought the wind-mill a very bad thing indeed.The younger ones wanted to go and pull it down at once.
5.At last an old crow said：“Does the wind-mill ever leave its place，and chase crows or try to hurt them？”
6.The crows had to own that it did not.“How，then，”asked the old crow，“is it likely to kill any of you？”-“Oh，it will do that if we go near it，”they all said.
7.“And is that the only way that any of you will be hurt by it？”-“Yes，of course.”-“Then，”said the wise old crow，“I have only one thing to say：Keep out of harm‘s way.”
8.The crows did so.Boys and girls might very well do the same-“KEEP OUT OF HARM’S WAY.”
