<h2><SPAN name="CHAPTER_V" id="CHAPTER_V"></SPAN>CHAPTER V</h2>
<h2>Elephants: The Tricky Trap</h2>
<p>Salar and his father were going through the jungle, feeding from tree
to tree, and from bush to bush. One day they saw a little clear space
and in the middle of it a banana tree—just one tree. But beautiful
bunches of ripe bananas were growing on it from a large stalk.</p>
<p>Salar just loved bananas. In fact, all elephants do, as they cannot
get them in the jungle more than once in many months; for bananas grow
mostly in plantations kept by men. So Salar ran toward the tree
joyously.</p>
<p>But the wise old elephant had seen at once that the space all around
the tree was rather level and clear of bushes. That was strange in the
jungle, he thought!</p>
<p>Now, why did it look strange? Can <i>you</i> tell? Why was it strange that
the space should be all flat and level, and clear of bushes? Just
think!</p>
<p>Because in the jungle that was not natural! In the jungle the space
should be all covered with grass and bushes, or at least with small
shrubs of different sizes, just as you have seen in fields<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[50]</SPAN></span> which are
allowed to grow wild. So somebody must have <i>made</i> the place level and
flat, and cleared away the bushes! That is what the wise old elephant
thought!</p>
<p>Then, also, he had seen that there was just <i>one</i> banana tree, with no
other anywhere near it. That also seemed strange! Why? Because banana
trees always grow in groups of many dozens, whether they are in the
jungle or in a plantation.</p>
<p>"Halt!" the old elephant cried, just in time. Salar was not more than
five or six yards from the tree when he heard his father's voice. I
have told you before that, when an elephant child is told to do
anything by his Mamma or Papa, he obeys <i>at once</i>, or else he might
fall into some awful danger—just as a child in a town might get run
over by an auto or a street car.</p>
<p>So as soon as Salar heard his father's voice, he halted just where he
was. And that saved him, as you will see.</p>
<h3><SPAN name="Anch5_1" id="Anch5_1"></SPAN><i>The Elephant Taps Suspicious Ground with his Trunk</i></h3>
<p>His father came up to him, and looked around carefully. Then he
<i>tapped on the ground with the end of his trunk</i>.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[51]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"An elephant must always tap with his trunk when he is coming to
suspicious ground, before he puts his foot on it," he said to Salar.</p>
<p>"What does suspicious ground mean?" Salar asked.</p>
<p>"Ground where there might be danger, though you do not <i>see</i> the
danger," his father answered.</p>
<p>He went on a couple of yards, tapping the ground before him all the
time. Then he suddenly stopped.</p>
<p>"Gr-r-r-rump!" he cried, "it sounds strange and hollow!"</p>
<p>Most carefully he put his foot forward and <i>felt</i> the ground with it,
as an elephant always does when he thinks there is danger. Now the
ground <i>bent down</i> a little just where he pressed it with his foot!</p>
<p>"I thought so!" he muttered.</p>
<p>Then he felt most carefully all along the <i>front</i> edge of the open
space, first tapping it with his trunk, then pressing on it with his
foot—of course with the toe end of the foot. And all along that front
edge of the open space the ground bent down a little wherever he
pressed it with his foot.</p>
<p>Then he came to the <i>right side</i> of the open space where the banana
tree grew, and tried the<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[52]</SPAN></span> ground there also along the edge. And this
ground too bent down a little wherever he pressed it with his foot.</p>
<p>He came to the <i>back</i> of the open space, and tried it in the same way.
And there also the ground bent down a little along the edge, wherever
he pressed it with his foot.</p>
<p>He came around at last to the <i>left side</i>, and tried that also. And
there again the ground bent down in the same way.</p>
<p>"All four sides are suspicious!" he cried. "My son, this is <i>a most
tricky trap</i>!"</p>
<p>And though he did not see them, a dozen men were hiding in the tops of
trees all around. They were the hunters kept by a great Prince, who
had ordered them to catch the big elephant and also the young one.</p>
<p>The hunters had first dug a huge pit. It was ten feet deep and
twenty-five feet wide on each side; so it was as big as a large room.
Then they had covered the top of the pit by laying many long bamboos
right across from side to side and very close to each other; so it was
just like the roof of a large room. And on the top of the bamboos they
had spread a layer of earth—just like what you have seen in flower
beds in a garden; and on that they had planted<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[53]</SPAN></span> grass, to make it look
quite natural—only, they forgot that it might look natural for a
garden, but not for a wild jungle. Or perhaps they thought that an
elephant would not know any better!</p>
<p>And then they had gone to a plantation and fetched from there a banana
tree, with a huge bunch of ripe bananas on it. They had set up the
tree in the middle of that space; and as it would not keep straight,
they had first driven a long bamboo rod right through into the ground,
and then tied the banana tree to the top of the rod.</p>
<p>After doing all that, the hunters were hiding in the trees around.
They were watching to see the big elephant and the little elephant
come right up to the banana tree to eat the bananas, and get caught!
For if any elephant stepped upon that place, the top would give way
under his full weight, and he would fall right through into the pit.</p>
<p>But Salar's father grabbed him with his trunk, and pulled him away.</p>
<p>"Come away!" he said. "This is a most hideous trap!"</p>
<p>But Salar, who loved bananas quite as much as you love ice cream,
began to cry.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[54]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"I want the bananas; I want them; I do, I do!" he kept saying over and
over again.</p>
<p>Now his Papa was very fond of Salar, but he did not know how to reach
the bananas and not fall into the pit. He and Salar walked home
slowly.</p>
<p>"I must think it over a bit," he said, scratching his head with a
bough.</p>
<p>He came there the next day with Salar, and looked all around the
place; but he could think of no safe way to get the bananas. The
hunters also came there the next day, for by this time they were quite
excited to see what the wily old elephant would do. In fact, it was
from the chief hunter of that Prince that I heard afterwards what the
elephant did do.</p>
<p>I must tell you here that these hunters had been watching the big
elephant for many years, and trying to catch him by different kinds of
traps; and that is how we know all about him and Salar. For when an
elephant is very big and has fine tusks, people sometimes try for ten
years to catch him, so that he may be used as the leading elephant of
a grand palace.</p>
<p><i>Almost all the elephants you see in the zoo or in a circus were once
quite wild in the jungle</i>, and have been caught by some kind of trap.
They<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[55]</SPAN></span> are then tamed, and finally trained to do tricks that men want
them to do. I shall tell you all about that in another book, when you
are a little older.</p>
<p>But now about Salar and his father. On the third day the big elephant
came there again, with Salar; and again the hunters came and hid in
the trees around. This time the big elephant looked farther into the
jungle. Then he saw the long bamboos growing in a clump—the very
clump from which the hunters had got the bamboos to make the trap. As
the elephant looked at the clump of bamboos, a thought came slowly
into his head.</p>
<p>He pulled out a long bamboo, and returned to the place where the trap
was. He stood just outside the trap, and thought again for some time.
Then he held one end of the bamboo in his trunk, pointed the other end
to the banana tree just where the stalk of the bunch began, and gave a
jab.</p>
<p>But he did not aim right, and the bamboo slipped off from the stalk.
So he tried again, and gave another jab at the stalk. In this way,
after trying many times, he managed at last to hit the stalk and break
it. Down fell the bunch of bananas to the ground.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[56]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>Meanwhile Salar was jumping around his father for joy. But his father
told him to keep still. He had not succeeded in getting those bananas
yet! How could he get them out of the place of danger?</p>
<p>It puzzled him a long time. He poked at the bunch with the bamboo, but
that only broke off one or two of the bananas. Then he poked at the
stalk of the bunch, but the end of the bamboo slipped off it, as there
was nothing on the bamboo to grip the stalk with.</p>
<p>So he drew back the bamboo and looked at that end of it, to see why it
did not grip the stalk. Of course the end of the bamboo was all
smooth, and could not grip anything at all.</p>
<h3><SPAN name="Anch5_2" id="Anch5_2"></SPAN><i>Elephant Tricks the Tricky Trappers</i></h3>
<p>Then at last another thought seemed to come into the wise old
elephant's head. He put that end of the bamboo into his mouth and
began to <i>chew</i> it; for an elephant has very strong teeth at the back
of his mouth. As his mouth was very big, that clever elephant chewed
as much of the end of the bamboo as his mouth would hold—and that was
as long as your arm. So the end of the bamboo became like fibers, that
is, like a bunch of hair, only very thick and rough.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[57]</SPAN></span></p>
<div class="figcenter"><SPAN name="Pic_6" id="Pic_6"></SPAN> <ANTIMG src="images/image_067.jpg" width-obs="500" height-obs="793" alt="Elephant Pulling Bananas out of a Tricky Trap" title="" /> <span class="caption">Elephant Pulling Bananas out of a Tricky Trap</span></div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[59]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>Then that cunning elephant sat down on the ground and pushed the
bamboo along the ground straight before him toward the bananas. When
the hairy end of the bamboo reached the stalk of the bananas, he began
to <i>twist</i> the other end of the bamboo with the tips of his trunk; for
<i>an elephant can use the tips of his trunk in the same way that you
use your fingers</i>.</p>
<p>He twisted and twisted many times, taking care to keep the hairy end
of the bamboo pressed against the stalk of the bananas.</p>
<p>In this way the hairy end of the bamboo got knotted around the stalk.
That was just what the wise old elephant wanted.</p>
<p>Then he pulled the bamboo slowly along the ground, as you see in the
picture, taking care to give one or two more twists in case the knots
came undone. He pulled the bamboo lap by lap; that is, he pulled the
bamboo for about a yard, then he let go and took hold of the bamboo
farther up; he pulled again for another yard, and so on. In this way
he at last pulled the bunch of bananas quite out of the trap.</p>
<p>I need not tell you how he and Salar enjoyed that feast!</p>
<p>And the hunters, who were hiding in the trees<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[60]</SPAN></span> around, laughed and
laughed at the trick the wily old elephant had played on them! For, as
you see, he got the bananas and yet escaped from that trap! He beat
the men at their own game!</p>
<p>But now I must tell you about other animals,—first about buffaloes.
They are the brave knights who helped that timid little lady, the blue
deer. They are just as wonderful as the elephants, in their own way.</p>
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