im
away. But when they got there they found to their surprise not only a
Jackal, but a Camel who was eating the sugarcanes! This made them very
angry, and they caught the poor Camel and drove him from the field and
beat him and beat him until he was nearly dead.

When they had gone, the Jackal said to the Camel, "We had better go
home." And the Camel said, "Very well; then jump upon my back, as you
did before."

So the Jackal jumped upon the Camel's back, and the Camel began to
recross the river. When they had got well into the water, the Camel
said: "This is a pretty way in which you have treated me, friend
Jackal. No sooner had you finished your own dinner than you must go
yelping about the place loud enough to arouse the whole village, and
bring all the villagers down to beat me black and blue, and turn me
out of the field before I had eaten two mouthfuls! What in the world
did you make such a noise for?"

"I don't know," said the Jackal. "It is a custom I have. 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.

* * * * *

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.

A very hard time of it the poor little jackals had, running this way
and that to escape the terrible Singh Rajah; and every day the little
Ranee Jackal would say to