Ours was a pleasure excursion; therefore we stayed with that bird an hour and made the most of him.

We stirred him up occasionally, but he only unclosed an eye and slowly closed it again, abating no jot of his stately piety of demeanor or his tremendous seriousness.

He only seemed to say, "Defile not Heaven's anointed with unsanctified hands." We did not know his name, and so we called him "The Pilgrim." Dan said: "All he wants now is a Plymouth Collection." The boon companion of the colossal elephant was a common cat! This cat had a fashion of climbing up the elephant's hind legs and roosting on his back.

She would sit up there, with her paws curved under her breast, and sleep in the sun half the afternoon.

It used to annoy the elephant at first, and he would reach up and take her down, but she would go aft and climb up again.