On a cold, frosty day, an ant was dragging out some of the corn he had stored during the summer to dry it. A grasshopper, half perished with hunger, besought the ant to give him a morsel to preserve his life.
"What were you doing this past summer?" asked the ant.
"Oh," replied the grasshopper, "I was not idle. I kept singing all summer long."
The ant laughed and shut his granary. "Since you could sing all summer, you may dance all winter."
Winter reveals what summer has laid by.