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several babies were squealing and pushing each other 
—having a fine time at play. Sometimes they were 
ahead of the herd and sometimes behind it, but all 
the time in a very gay mood. There seemed to be 
something that they were playing with, but the grass 
was too high and I was too far off to make out what 
it was. However, where the trail of the herd finally 
went into the forest, I discovered the babies’ play- 
thing. It was a big dirt ball about two and one half 
_ feet in diameter, a fragment of an ant-hill. These 
ant-hills are made of a mixture of saliva and sand 
which when baked by the African sun gets almost as 
hard as brick. A steel-jacketed bullet will be cut 
all to pieces before penetrating the surface of an ant- 
hill at all. In some way the baby elephants had got 
a fragment of an old ant-hill that was nearly round 
and this they had used as a ball to roll along in their 
play. It is not so surprising, therefore, that an ele- 
phant can be made to do tricks with a ball in the 
circus! 
I am putting the youngsters and their ball into 
bronze for one group. 
The other is called At Bay and represents an ele- 
phant with trunk up standing at bay with his hind 
leg tied to a great log. 
One of the native’s methods of hunting elephants 
is to dig a pit in an elephant path, cover the pit over 
with a “basket”—a kind of trap—put a noose on 
top of the “basket,” and camouflage the whole with 
grass and leaves. When the trap is set there is no 
evidence of anything but a plain and safe path. The 
