and stored the fruits of the land in squat yellow bungalows, with fluted
iron roofs which were difficult to tear off? Therefore the elephant
lifted up his voice in rage, whereat many things happened, and a
high-caste man, clad in the blue of the sky and the gold of the sun, ran
up and down upon the earth, and declared that he should forthwith be
taken to the "Court" and delivered to the "Damconsul."
What a "Damconsul" was the elephant did not know; but concluded that it
was the title these barbarous people bestowed on the Maharajah of that
district. Since he lived at a Court, it seemed certain that he would
know how to appreciate and fittingly entertain him. The elephant
therefore consented to follow his attendant slaves, though they
understood not the noble art of riding him, but were fain to lead him
like a beast of burden. On the way he found a spring of sweet water, of
which he drank his fill, despite the protestations of his leaders and
the outcries of the inhabitants of the bungalow of the well, whose
lamentations showed them to be of low caste and little sensible of the
honour done them.
The procession at length reached the gate of the Court; and while the
attendants were in the lodge explaining matters to the astonished
keeper, the elephant, realising that "drink was good but food better,"
determined to do a little foraging on his own account, and so moved
softly off, taking along the stake to which his keepers fondly imagined
he was tethered.
He judged that he was now in the park of the Court of the "Damconsul";
and the fact that there were many clumps of familiar plants scattered
over the grass increased his belief that this was the case. He tried a
few coleus and ate a croton or two; but found them insipid and lacking
the freshness of those which bloomed in his native land. Then turning to
a grove of young palms, he tore a number up by the roots; which he found
required no expenditure of strength, and so gave him little
satisfaction. Moreover, they grew in green tubs, which rolled about
between his feet and were pitfalls for the unwary. He lay down on a few
of the beds; but the foliage was pitifully thin and afforded him no
comfortable resting-place; moreover, there were curious rows of
slanting things which glistened in the sunlight, and which he much
wished to investigate. On examination he found them quite brittle, and
easily smashed a number of them with his trunk. Nor was this all, for in
the wreckage he discovered a large quantity of most excellent
fruit--grapes and nectarines and some very passable plums. Evidently the
"Damconsul" was an enlightened person, who knew how to live; and,
indeed, it is not fitting for even an elephant to turn up his trunk at
espalier peaches at a guinea apiece.
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