Our Little Siamese CousinWade, Mary Hazelton Blanchard
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Our Little Siamese Cousin
Wade, Mary Hazelton Blanchard
Children -- Thailand -- Juvenile literature
A part of the city is set aside for the entertainment, and it is there
that the swings are set up on high poles. A short distance away stands
another pole marked with a waving banner. Just below this banner hangs
a purse filled with gold.
Each person who enters the swing is allowed to work it back and forth
till he brings himself near the precious purse. He has one chance
given him to reach out and seize it in his mouth. If he succeeds, it
is his to keep, and he goes down to the ground on a rope ladder by the
side of the pole, while the bystanders greet him with shouts and cheers.
If he fails, however, he is obliged to jump from the swing and slide
down to the ground on the pole, while every one joins in a laugh at his
awkwardness.
On Swing Days there are many processions through the streets. Banners
and flags are waving everywhere, no work is done, and every one is
gaily dressed and full of joy.
CHAPTER VI.
WHITE ELEPHANTS
"I NEVER rode on an elephant in my life," said Chie Lo with a sigh.
Chin had just been telling her of a trip he had made with his father.
He had gone into the teak forest, and had travelled every bit of the
way on an elephant.
"Perhaps you wouldn't like it if you had a chance to try," answered her
brother. "You would feel safe enough, and the howdah is big enough for
you to lie down in and take a nap. But the elephant swings from side to
side as he walks, and the motion might make you feel sick until you get
used to it."
"It looks comfortable, anyway," said Chie Lo. "A howdah looks like a
tiny house, and the bamboo top keeps off the hot sun nicely. Doesn't
it ever slip on the elephant's back, Chin?"
[Illustration: "'THEY WOULD PICK UP THE LOGS WITH THEIR TRUNKS.'"]
"Of course not. It is fastened behind by a crupper that goes under the
tail, while it is held in front by a band of rattan passed around the
neck. So it is perfectly safe."
"Elephants are very wise animals, and I love them. Mother told me that
a long time ago there was an elephant in the city that used to ladle
out rice to the priests as they came out of the temple. He did it every
morning, and was as careful about it as any person could be. He made
no mistakes, for he never gave the rice to any people unless they were
priests. Wasn't that wonderful, Chin?"
"It was very wise, at any rate, Chie Lo. But, of course, he could
tell the priests because of their long yellow robes. I've heard more
wonderful stories than that, though.
"I've watched elephants at work in a lumber yard, myself. They would
pick up the logs with their trunks, and carry them to the place where
they were to be piled up. Then they would lay them down, one on top
of another, and each time they would place them in such good order
that the ends of the pile would be kept perfectly even. They are very
careful workers; men couldn't do any better."
"Weren't you afraid when you crossed the river on the elephant's back,
Chin? I heard you speaking about it to father when you got home."
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