. The second jungle book. adraged at the Sack of the P^ields of Bhurtporc. The Jungle will swallow these shells, said aquiet voice in the wreckage. It is the outer wallsthat must lie down, and Mowgli, with the rain sluic-ing over his bare shoulders and arms, leaped backfrom a wall that was settling like a tired buffalo. /\11 in good time, panted Hathi. Oh, but mytusks were red at Bhurtpore! To the outer wall,children ! With the head ! Together ! Now 1 The four pushed side by side ; the outer wallbulged, split, and fell, and the villagers, dumb withhorror, saw the savage, clay-streaked heads of
. The second jungle book. adraged at the Sack of the P^ields of Bhurtporc. The Jungle will swallow these shells, said aquiet voice in the wreckage. It is the outer wallsthat must lie down, and Mowgli, with the rain sluic-ing over his bare shoulders and arms, leaped backfrom a wall that was settling like a tired buffalo. /\11 in good time, panted Hathi. Oh, but mytusks were red at Bhurtpore! To the outer wall,children ! With the head ! Together ! Now 1 The four pushed side by side ; the outer wallbulged, split, and fell, and the villagers, dumb withhorror, saw the savage, clay-streaked heads of thewreckers in the ragged gap. Then they fled, house-less and foodless, down the valley, as their village,shredded and tossed and trampled, melted behindthem. A month later the place was a dimpled mound,covered with soft, green \oung stuff; and by theend of the Rains there was the roaring Jungle in fullblast on the spot that had been under plough notsix months before. 84 THE SECOND JUNGLE BOOK MOWGLIS SONG AGAINST PEOPLE. WILL let loose against you the fleet-footedvines—1 will call in the Jungle to stamp out yourlines !The roofs shall fade before it,The house-beams shall fall,And the Karela, the bitter Karela,Shall cover it all! In the gates of these your councils my people shall sing,In the doors of these your garners theBat-folk shall cling;And the snake shall be your watchman, By a hearthstone unswept;For the Karela, the bitter Karela,Shall fruit where ye slept! Ye shall not see my strikers; ye shall hear them and guess;By night, before the moon-rise, I will send for my cess,And the wolf shall be your herdsman By a landmark the Karela, the bitter Karela,Shall seed where ye loved ! I will reap your fields before you at the hands of a host;Ye shall glean behind my reapers for the bread that is lost;And the deer shall be your oxen By a headland untilled,For the Karela, the bitter Karela,Shall leaf where ye build ! MOWGLIS SONG AGAINST PEOPLE I have untied against
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