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A Harte being pursued of a hunter, ran into an Oxe stall, praying the Oxen to hide him in the rack: they tolde him that there was no safe harbo∣ring, for both their maister & his seruants would come thither: He answered yt he was safe inough so that they would not bewray him: the seruants came in, and mistrusting nothing to be hid in the hey, departed: the Hart was excéedingly glad, and
feared nothing. Then one of the Oxen older and wiser than the rest, sayd to him: It is an easy ma∣ter to deceiue him that is as blinde as a Mole, but if thou escape our maister, which hath an hundred eyes, I will warrant thée: Streight after came in the maister to redresse his seruants negligēce, looked rounde aboute, and groping in the racke, felte the hornes of the Hart, and cryed out for his seruants, who straightway came, tooke the beast and slue him.
MOR. When one is in perill, it is harde to finde a place to hide him in, eyther it is that Fortune tosseth the oppressed, or that béeing afrayde, and vncertaine what to do, thorough follie they betray themselues.