Two frogs fell into a can of cream – or so we heard it told. The sides of the can were shiny and steep, and the cream was deep and cold. “OK, what’s the use?” said number one. “Tis fate, no one’s around! Good-bye, my friend! Good-bye sad world!” and weeping still, he drowned. But, number two, of sterner stuff, dog-paddled in surprise. Then, he wiped his creamy face, and dried his creamy eyes. “I’ll swim awhile, at least” he thought, or so it has been said. “It wouldn’t really help the world if one more frog was dead.” An hour or two he kicked and swam, not once he stopped to mutter, but kicked and swam, and swam and kicked, then hopped out – via butter!