The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1900-02-08

to go to my mammal" he cried. OF
course the elephant did not know
what he meant. Besides, he had his
own notions of what he ought to do
with the boy; and so he went on.
Over high hills and across deep VAL
lcys went the elephant with long,
swinging steps.
by and by he set the child down, be-
cause he wanted to eat the leaves of
some young palm trees. Moro start
ed to run away, but the elephant took
him up and placed him high up in the
fork of n tree, and then Moro began
to cry. The elephant paid no atten-
ton to his crying, and while eating
would reach up to him a bit of the fod-
der, but Moro only cried the louder.
When he had eaten all he wanted, the
elephant took him down from the tree
and went onward till they came to n
spring, where he took a good drink,
after having again put Moro in n tree.
Then taking up the hollow husli of n
large nut lying on the ground, he
dipped up some water and lifted it to
Moro, and the little fellow, being
very thirsty, drank heartily. This
pleased the elephant very much.
Leaving the spring, it was not long
before they were under some tall trees
bearing fruit. Moro knew the fruit
quite well, and was fond of it. The elc-
plant too, liked it very much, and,
reaching high up with his trunk,
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with great relish. He did not forget
the little boy, again pcrchcd aloft in
the fork of a tree and to him he gave
fruit as fast as he could eat. And now
more than ever was the elephant
Hlcascd-not so much because he was
eating what he himself liked, but be-
cause the child ate also. Besides
fruits, they also had nuts of several
sorts.
When the sun went down and tho
darkness came on, Moro began once
more to think of his mother, and that
made him cry; but at length he fell
asleep. Then the elephant spread on
the ground some large palm leaves
and soft, dry grass, making Moore a
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morning the little boy again thought
of his mamma and cried; but as each
day passed he cried less and less.
The elephant had placed him in q
large Tclican's nest, made of a great
many sticks, and so high up in the
branches of tall tree that he could
just reach it with his trunk and put
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very hard the elephant would take
Moro from his nest and place him I'M
der his body, closing his huge legs
around him, and setting up great,
broad palm leaves on each side Of him.
and it was a rare thing that drop Of
rain fell into the snug shelter whero
Moro was cozily nesting. Sometimes
these heavy showers lasted for hours.
While the rain came down in torrents,
he would peep out to see the monkeys
and the squirrels running for shelter
among the trees and branches.
With these creatures he soon was on
The best of terms. The monkeys grew
very fond of him, and when he was
up in his nest they would come to him
with choice fruits and nuts, on pur-
pose to see him eat Besides, they
brought the little baby monkeys to
play with him; and nothing afforded
them greater sport than to see him
try to climb after the young monkeys
as they bounded from limb to limb;
and, out Of sheer joy the older ones
themselves would scamper up and
down among the branches.
Certainly this was not the best So
ciety for a child to grow up in; but IL
ne did not learn his letters, he grew
strong and active.