A FOX had by some means got into the store-room of a theatre. Suddenly he observed
a face glaring down on him and began to be very frightened; but looking more closely
he found it was only a Mask such as actors use to put over their face. “Ah,”
said the Fox, “you look very fine; it is a pity you have not got any brains.”<br>
<p><p>“OUTSIDE SHOW IS A POOR SUBSTITUTE FOR INNER WORTH.” <br>