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idle, for they are always jealous of the fame of 

 their respective animals. They shouted with 

 hearty good-will indeed, with frantic energy 

 pricking them with a sharp pointed iron, 

 called a peod, at the same time ; at last the ele- 

 phant called Malleer began to get the advantage 

 of his adversary, who was retreating step by 

 step. At length he was pushed to the bank of 

 a river, which ran past the scene of the conflict, 

 when he threw his vast carcass down the bank 

 into it, and then swam off to the opposite side. 

 Malleer was furious at this escape of his adver- 

 sary. His mahout wanted him to follow, but 

 he was too savage to obey. He was wild with 

 fury, and looked round to see what he could 

 attack. Just then his mahout lost his balance, 

 and fell to the ground, right before the infuriated 

 beast. In a moment, the huge creature put his 

 foot on the man's breast and crushed him to 

 death. Nor was this all. With his proboscis 

 he first tore off one of his arms and then another, 

 holding them up as the blood flowed from them. 

 At this moment a woman, with a child in her 

 arms, was seen rushing towards the elephant. 

 It was the mahout's wife. " Oh ! Malleer, 

 Malleer!" she cried, " cruel, savage beast, see 



