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Title: The second jungle book
Year: 1895 (1890s)
Authors: Kipling, Rudyard, 1865-1936
Subjects: Animals, Legends and stories of
Publisher: London New York : Macmillan
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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RED DOG For our white and our excellent nights—for the nights of swift running, Fair ranging, far-seeing, good hunting, sure cunning !For the smells of the dawning, untainted ere dew has departed !For the rush through the mist, and the quarry blend-started !For the cry of our mates when the sanibhitr has wheeled and is standingat bay, For the risk and the riot of night !For the sleep at the lair-mouth by day—It is met, and we go to the fight.Bay ! O Bay ! T was after the letting in of theJungle that the pleasantest part ofMowglis life began. He had thegood conscience that comes frompaying a just debt ; and all theJungle was his friend, for all theJungle was afraid of him. Thethings that he did and saw andheard when he was wandering fromone people to another, with or with-out his four companions, wouldmake many, many stories, each aslong as this one. So you willnever be told how he met and escaped from the MadElephant of Mandla, who killed two-and-twenty
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RED DOG 175 bullocks drawing eleven carts of coined silver to theGovernment Treasury, and scattered the shiny rupeesin the dust ; how he fought Jacala, the Crocodile, allone long night in the Marshes of the North, and brokehis skinning knife on the brutes back-plates ; how hefound a new and longer knife round the neck of a manwho had been killed by a wild boar, and how he trackedthat boar and killed him as a fair price for the knife ;how he was caught up in the Great Famine by themoving of the deer, and nearly crushed to death inthe swaying hot herds ; how he saved Hathi theSilent from being caught in a pit with a stake at thebottom, and how next day he himself fell into a verycunning leopard-trap, and how Hathi broke thethick wooden bars to pieces about him ; how hemilked the wild buffaloes in the swamp, andhow — But we must tell one tale at a time. Father andMother Wolf died, and Mowgli rolled a big boulderagainst the mouth of the cave and cried the DeathSong over them, and Baloo

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