Produced by Melissa McDaniel, Suzanne Shell and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net (This file was produced from images generously made available by The Internet Archive/American Libraries.) Transcriber's note: Inconsistent hyphenation and spelling in the original document have been preserved. Obvious typographical errors have been corrected. THE SECOND JUNGLE BOOK [Illustration: Rudyard Kipling] [Illustration] THE SECOND JUNGLE BOOK BY RUDYARD KIPLING [Illustration] DECORATED BY JOHN LOCKWOOD KIPLING, C.I.E. NEW YORK THE CENTURY CO. 1906 Copyright, 1895, by THE CENTURY CO. How Fear Came, The Law of the Jungle; The Miracle of Purun Bhagat, a Song of Kabir; The Undertakers, a Ripple-song. Copyright, 1894, by Bacheller, Johnson & Bacheller. Quiquern, "Angutivun tina." Copyright, 1895, by Irving Bacheller. The Spring Running, The Outsong. Copyright, 1895, by John Brisben Walker. Letting in the Jungle, Mowgli's Song Against People. Copyright, 1894, by Rudyard Kipling. Red Dog, Chil's Song. Copyright, 1895, by Rudyard Kipling. The King's Ankus, The Song of the Little Hunter. Copyright, 1895, by The Century Co. THE DE VINNE PRESS. "_Now these are the Laws of the Jungle, and many and mighty are they; But the head and the hoof of the Law and the haunch and the hump is--Obey!_" CONTENTS PAGE HOW FEAR CAME 1 THE LAW OF THE JUNGLE 29 THE MIRACLE OF PURUN BHAGAT 33 A SONG OF KABIR 61 LETTING IN THE JUNGLE 63 MOWGLI'S SONG AGAINST PEOPLE 112 THE UNDERTAKERS 115 A RIPPLE-SONG 155 THE KING'S ANKUS 157 THE SONG OF THE LITTLE HUNTER 191 QUIQUERN 193 "ANGUTIVUN TINA" 234 RED DOG 237 CHIL'S SONG 281 THE SPRING RUNNING 283 THE OUTSONG 321 THE SECOND JUNGLE BOOK The stream is shrunk--the pool is dry, And we be comrades, thou and I; With fevered jowl and sunken flank Each jostling each along the bank; And, by one drouthy fear made still, Foregoing thought of quest or kill. Now 'neath his dam the fawn may see The lean Pack-wolf as cowed as he, And the tall buck, unflinching, note The fangs that tore his father's throat. _The pools are shrunk--the streams are dry, And we be playmates, thou and I, Till yonder cloud--Good Hunting!--loose The rain that breaks the Water Truce._ [Illustration] HOW FEAR CAME