“There! On the other side of that queer little box you call the Taj Mahal.” From their great height they could easily see over the building to the jungle beyond. And there they beheld her. “’Es, but it’s only a tiny wee toy eferlent!” exclaimed Kiddiwee, disappointedly. “No, it isn’t a bit,” exclaimed Coppertop; “that’s only because we’re so huge. It’s quite the ordinary size. Oh, don’t you understand?” “’Es, I ’spect I do,” said Kiddiwee, rather doubtfully. “What are you going to do, Miss Smiler?” inquired Tibbs. “Oh, call me Smiler, for short!” corrected the Camel. “What am I going to do? Why, I’m going to hop over the Taj Mahal, like a bird, and sit right down on the little Elephant. That’ll surprise the Rajah, won’t it?” and Miss Smiler smiled hugely at the very idea. In an instant Miss Smiler jumped right over the Taj Mahal, and with one stride reached the White Elephant. Without a moment’s hesitation, she sat down on it, greatly to the terror of the Rajah and his servants, who thought the end of the world had come. Smiler was in the highest of spirits at the success of her plan, and shook with laughter when she saw the Rajah and his attendants running away like frightened rabbits. The little White Elephant was most indignant. She was accustomed to be treated with the greatest respect, and she objected strongly to being sat on; in fact, she kicked and struggled, and she raised her trunk and trumpeted her loudest. But it was all to no purpose. As soon as he saw that the Elephant was secure, Tibbs ran off in the direction of Tibet, to find the East Wind and tell him the good news. Kiddiwee climbed on to the Taj Mahal to watch for his return. Unfortunately, Miss Smiler had acted rather hastily in jumping over the Taj Mahal, for, in so doing, her hind legs caught against the beautiful central dome, and partly destroyed it; and her shoulder struck against one of the marble towers and broke it in half. This unlucky accident was the cause of much delay in finding the December day. For it so happened that the rascally Clerk of the Weather was watching from a passing cloud, and saw the whole thing happen, and, in order to upset the plan of Smiler and the children, he rushed off to find the East Wind and poison his heart against them before Tibbs could reach him. CHAPTER XIX. THE EAST WIND IN A RAGE. “I can’t see Tibbs anywhere, I can’t!” cried Kiddiwee, after watching a long time for his return, to Coppertop, who was seated on the Camel and laughing heartily at the antics of the Rajah and his attendants, as they rushed madly about, trying to find some means of getting the little White Elephant from under Miss Smiler. But I’m afraid that-- Not all the King’s horses, Nor all the King’s men, Could lift such a Camel As Smiler was then. “Oh, he’ll be back soon!” cried Coppertop. “Do look at these queer little excited things. They’re too funny for words!” and she laughed until she nearly fell off Miss Smiler’s back.