Howard Roger Garis

Howard Roger Garis

Summary

Portrait of Howard Roger Garis Howard Roger Garis Umboo, the Elephant

A rush of elephants through the jungle to get away from danger is almost as hard to stop as a runaway locomotive and train of cars.
"Can you keep up with us?" asked Umboo's mother of him as he trotted along beside her. "Are we going too fast for you?"
"Oh, no. I can go quite fast now," said the elephant boy, and he really could, for he had grown much in the last few months. Plenty of palm nuts and the bark and leaves of the jungle trees had made him taller and stronger, and his legs were better fitted for running.
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Portrait of Howard Roger Garis Howard Roger Garis Umboo, the Elephant

Stumptail. "That must be the danger of which Tusker spoke. Be quiet and listen to what he is saying."
The old elephant leader had to trumpet through his trunk as loudly as he could to be heard above the noise of the guns and clappers.
"There is danger, O Elephants!" cried Tusker. "The man-smell is all around us, and the terrible noises are behind, and on both sides of us. There is only one place that is quiet, and that is straight ahead.
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Portrait of Howard Roger Garis Howard Roger Garis Umboo, the Elephant

But seeing the children remind me of the days in India," added Umboo.
"And it reminded me also," spoke Snarlie. "Well do I recall how little Princess Toto rode on the back of a great elephant like yourself, Umboo, and how it was then I first saw her. Afterward I went to live with her, and there was a palace, with a fountain in it where the water sparkled in the sun."
"What's a palace?" asked Chako, the monkey. "Is it something good to eat, like a cocoanut?"
"Indeed it is not," said Snarlie. "A palace is a big house, like this circus tent, only it is made of stone.
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