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 and other plain food, or perhaps some dry fish if he was lucky. But he often went hungry, aside from the fruit.

The Malay villagers looked askance at him. So at the end of the second day when forty miles in all had been covered Ali was footsore, stiff, and weary-hearted. But he did not give up, for his only salvation was in "carrying on." If he lost the Sahib and the animal caravan, he lost everything.

So again that night he crept into camp and poured his grief into the large, sympathetic ear of Baby Elephant and was much comforted.

The following morning when Sahib Anderson made the round of his camp to inspect the animals, he again stopped at Baby Elephant and his mother to pay his respects to Baby Elephant, as he was very