How many fibs doth good braggin need!

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Once a Piece of tinsel on a rock said to a pebble, "you see how bright I am! I am by birth related to the lightening."

"Indeed!" said the pebble; "then accept my humble respects."

Sometime after, a flash of lightning struck the rock, and the tinsel lost all its brilliancy by the scorching effects of the flash.

"Where is your brilliancy now?" said the pebble.

"Oh, it is gone to the skies," said the tinsel, "for I have lent it to the lightening that came down a moment ago to borrow it of me."

"Oh, it is gone to the skies," said the tinsel, "for I have lent it to the lightening that came down a moment ago to borrow it of me."

"Dear me!" said the pebble; "how many fibs doth good bragging need!"

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