Page:Jungle Joe, pride of the circus; the story of a trick elephant (IA junglejoeprideof00hawk).pdf/133

 "If your wild brother would kill you, say to him, 'Peace, brother, peace. So as the mighty tiger stood in the half moonlight glaring with eyes of burning fire at little Ali, he began saying slowly to himself, "Peace, brother, peace." Then, as the tiger seemed to make no further move to advance, "he said it aloud, but it was almost a whisper because of his fear.

"Peace, brother, peace."

At the sound the tiger uttered an angry growl, deep like distant thunder.

But Ali repeated the command.

"Peace, brother, peace."

Again the tiger growled, though not so loud as before, but to Ali's great consternation, he began creeping slowly forward, and with each stealthy step he would stop and look intently at the half-reclining boy.