I always like
to sing a little after dinner."
The Camel waded on through the river. The water reached up to his
knees--then above them--up, up, up, higher and higher, until he was
obliged to swim. Then turning to the Jackal, he said, "I feel very
anxious to roll." "Oh, pray don't; why do you wish to do so?" asked
the Jackal. "I don't know," answered the Camel. "It is a custom I
have. I always like to have a little roll after dinner." So saying, he
rolled over in the water, shaking the Jackal off as he did so. And the
Jackal was drowned, but the Camel swam safely ashore.
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SINGH RAJAH AND THE CUNNING LITTLE JACKALS
ADAPTED BY M. FRERE
Once upon a time, in a great jungle, there lived a great lion. He was
rajah of all the country round, and every day he used to leave his
den, in the deepest shadow of the rocks, and roar with a loud, angry
voice; and when he roared, the other animals in the jungle, who were
all his subjects, got very much frightened and ran here and there; and
Singh Rajah would pounce upon them and kill them, and gobble them up
for his dinner.
This went on for a long, long time until, at last, there were no
living creatures left in the jungle but two little jackals--a Rajah
Jackal and a Ranee Jackal--husband and wife.
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