CHAPTER III. 



LONG-NOSE, LONG-NECK, AND STUMPY. 



" How happy I could be with either 

 Were t'other dear charmer away." 



" AND which of all the animals in the Zoo do you like 

 best ? " I said to a bright, fair-haired little girl whom I 

 had assisted in her descent from the elephant. 



" I think I like Long-nose, Long-neck, and Stumpy 

 best, because they are so big and curous, and Long-nose 

 best of all because he has given me a ride. Did ymi 

 know it was his nose ? " 



Of course I affected the most extreme surprise and 

 delight at the novel suggestion that the big, patient 

 animal's trunk was really his nose ; and said that I had 

 always thought it was his proboscis. 



" No, it isn't that, it's his nose. Auntie says so. That's 

 Auntie over there waiting for me. I suppose you's seen 

 Stumpy ? " 



I inquired who Stumpy was, and whether I might not 

 know him by another name. 



" I think they sometimes call him Pottums. But we 

 call him Stumpy. Now I must go to Auntie." 



And so my little maiden ran off, happy at having 

 taught a fellow-creature something new. 



I know not whether what I have to tell about little 



