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started back toward the timber, the little totos 

 dodging about to prevent being trampled. 



"Kongoni dared not lift his head for fear of 

 provoking an attack, so he crouched low, a 

 silent listener. Had he been able to see, there 

 would have been no trouble, for he would have 

 noticed that the stampeding elephants had 

 passed him, leaving a little toto in the rear, its 

 mother a few rods in advance. But two of 

 the brutes had torn by uncomfortably close to 

 him, which, together with the roaring and 

 trumpeting, struck terror to his heart, so in- 

 stead of holding his position, he broke cover 

 and bounded for my tree. 



"As he burst through the brush he nearly 

 collided with the toto, which gave a peculiar 

 little squeal and dodged out of the man's way. 

 The mother had heard her child's cry and, 

 wheeling about, came to its rescue. 



"Kongoni saw that he was trapped so he ran 

 for the ant-hill, dodged behind it, and stood 

 waiting. He did not have long to wait, how- 

 ever, for Mrs. Elephant soon reached the spot 

 and for a few seconds, in double-quick time, the 

 two raced around the clay pyramid. 



"Thinking that she would surely catch the 



