. Two in a zoo . ntispiece Toots, tell me as you did yesterday, what theelephants are saying The soft brown eyes of Dozel were fixed on the face of the little Limping Boy 29 The coffee-colored little image of its mother lay sprawling across her broad nose 63 Suddenly the Princess exclaimed: Oh, here comes Reginald! 95 The rabbit stuck one of its ears straight up 139 TWO IN A ZOO The Roar of the Jungle Oh, the sweet, fresh breath of the morning breeze, And the trumpet call of my mate!Oh, the fierce, wild wind that bends the trees Where the great hills sit in state!Oh, the tender twigs in the Ju
. Two in a zoo . ntispiece Toots, tell me as you did yesterday, what theelephants are saying The soft brown eyes of Dozel were fixed on the face of the little Limping Boy 29 The coffee-colored little image of its mother lay sprawling across her broad nose 63 Suddenly the Princess exclaimed: Oh, here comes Reginald! 95 The rabbit stuck one of its ears straight up 139 TWO IN A ZOO The Roar of the Jungle Oh, the sweet, fresh breath of the morning breeze, And the trumpet call of my mate!Oh, the fierce, wild wind that bends the trees Where the great hills sit in state!Oh, the tender twigs in the Jungle deeps!Oh, the soft, moist earth where the long grass sweeps! Song of the Captive Elephant. AHMOUD, swinginghis wrinkled old trunkto and fro dejectedly,ignored the stack of fresh tim-othy which the Keeper haddumped on the floor of theElephant House. There wasa band of iron clasped tightly justabove one of his great had surged back in his discontenttill the chain, attached to the iron and to a. T W O IN A ZOO ring in the floor, creaked with the strain uponit. His broad ears flapped forward listlessly,but not far enough to conceal the moisturein his dim old eyes which gathered now andthen into glistening drops that rolled downhis cheeks and were lost in the huge wrinklesat the corners of his mouth. Duchess, hisfaithful mate, who stood at his side twistingup bunches of hay and tucking them intoher mouth, understood and was sad. At in-tervals in her repast she would pause to strokeMahmouds furrowed cheek with the tip ofher trunk. But her sorrowful mate was notto be wooed from his melancholy. Presently, from a little distance up thePark walk leading to the door of the Ele-phant House, came a familiar tinkling soundthat caused Mahmoud to turn his head inthat direction with a show of interest. A boywas approaching, and at every step some T W O IN A ZOO straps of iron on his little crooked leg clankedtogether. The sound was not unlike thatmade by the iron on Mahmou
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