no My Friend the Elephant 



hear the clanging of a bell over to the left ; but, 

 suddenly roused, I perceived an engine that was bear- 

 ing down in my direction. I knew it would not 

 come upon me, but, following with my eye the 

 course of the switch, I saw it would take the 

 track on which the elephants were walking. I 

 shouted a warning. If the engineer heard me, he 

 gave no sign ; but Jumbo clearly heard my voice, 

 and I could see that he recognized me. Turning 

 his head, he saw the coming danger. There, upon 

 the track, directly before him, stood the baby ele- 

 phant. A short distance up the track was the re- 

 morseless engine, its brazen bell clanging angrily and 

 its headlight glaring like a huge evil eye. 



If I should live to extreme old age, I can never 

 forget the scene. The grand old animal gave one 

 look around him, and then, as though his resolution 

 was taken quickly, thrust the baby elephant away 

 from all danger, and stood confronting the on-coming 

 engine. What a sight it was ! There stood the 

 highest type of animate power defying the inanimate 

 force of the mighty engine. There was no sign of 

 fear, not the slightest trace of flinching. He calmly 



