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Toomai of the Elephants

           Itisaverysoothinglullaby,andthefirstversesays:

           

           Shiv,whopouredtheharvestandmadethewindstoblow,

           Sittingatthedoorwaysofadayoflongago,

           Gavetoeachhisportion,foodandtoilandfate,

           FromtheKingupontheguddeetotheBeggaratthegate.

           AllthingsmadeheShivathePreserver.

           Mahadeo!Mahadeo!Hemadeall

           Thornforthecamel,fodderforthekine,

           Andmother’sheartforsleepyhead,Olittlesonofmine!

           

           LittleToomaicameinwithajoyoustunk-a-tunkattheendofeachverse,tillhefeltsleepyandstretchedhimselfonthefodderatKalaNag’sside.Atlasttheelephantsbegantoliedownoneafteranotherasistheircustom,tillonlyKalaNagattherightofthelinewasleftstandingup;andherockedslowlyfromsidetoside,hisearsputforwardtolistentothenightwindasitblewveryslowlyacrossthehills.Theairwasfullofallthenightnoisesthat,takentogether,makeonebigsilencetheclickofonebamboostemagainsttheother,therustleofsomethingaliveintheundergrowth,thescratchandsquawkofahalf-wakedbird(birdsareawakeinthenightmuchmoreoftenthanweimagine),andthefallofwatereversofaraway.LittleToomaisleptforsometime,andwhenhewakeditwasbrilliantmoonlight,andKalaNagwasstillstandingupwithhisearscocked.

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