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support his heavy bulk. The elephant knelt 

 down as he had done thousands of times in the 

 service of man, but even 

 so there was no relief ; 

 dizzy he rolled over on his 

 side and groaned aloud. 



At once from the hut 

 came the watchful mahout 

 with the cry of, " What ails you, oh! my 

 brother ? " but the elephant was unable to 

 respond to the exhortation to rise ; he now 

 lay as if insensible, breathing heavily. The 

 mahout quickly despatched a messenger for 

 aid, but it was long before the " sahib" in 

 charge of the stud arrived. He found nothing 

 but an elephant extended tranquilly on the 

 earth, at his side squatted the mahout, weeping 

 bitterly with cries of, "My brother, my brother!" 



