with the world so new-and-all?'

'Humph!' said the Camel.

The Djinn sat down, with his chin in his hand, and began to think a
Great Magic, while the Camel looked at his own reflection in the pool of
water.

'You've given the Three extra work ever since Monday morning, all on
account of your 'scruciating idleness,' said the Djinn; and he went on
thinking Magics, with his chin in his hand.

'Humph!' said the Camel.

'I shouldn't say that again if I were you,' said the Djinn; 'you might
say it once too often. Bubbles, I want you to work.'

[Illustration: HERE is the picture of the Djinn in charge of All Deserts
guiding the Magic with his magic fan. The camel is eating a twig of
acacia, and he has just finished saying "humph" once too often (the
Djinn told him he would), and so the Humph is coming. The long
towelly-thing growing out of the thing like an onion is the Magic, and
you can see the Humph on its shoulder. The Humph fits on the flat part
of the Camel's back. The Camel is too busy looking at his own beautiful
self in the pool of water to know what is going to happen to him.

Underneath the truly picture is a picture of the World-so-new-and-all.
There are two smoky volcanoes in it, some other mountains and some
stones and a lake and a black island and a twisty river and a lot of
other things, as well as a Noah's Ark. I couldn't draw all the deserts
that the Djinn was in charge of, so I only drew one, but it is a most
deserty desert.]

And the Camel said 'Humph!' again; but no sooner had he said it than
he saw his back, that he was so proud of, puffing up and puffing up into
a great big lolloping humph.

'Do you see that?' said the Djinn. 'That's your very own humph that
you've brought upon your very own self by not working. To-day is
Thursday, and you've done no work since Monday, when the work began. Now
you are going to work.'

'How can I,' said the Camel, 'with this humph on my back?'

'That's made a-purpose,' said the Djinn, 'all because you missed those
three days. You will be able to work now for three days without eating,
because you can live on your humph; and don't you ever say I never did
anything for you. Come out of the Desert and go to the Three, and
behave. Humph yourself!'

And the Camel humphed himself, humph and all, and went away to join
the Three. And from that day to this the Camel always wears a humph (we
call it 'hump' now, not to hurt his feelings); but he has never yet
caught