Part 17 (1/2)

”Ha!” said the elephant next to Umboo. ”If I could reach that man I'd tickle him with my trunk, and maybe pinch him, too.”

”So would I,” said Umboo. ”But I can't reach him,” and he could not, for the elephant was chained fast to the wall of the s.h.i.+p.

”But I'll know him when I see him again,” exclaimed Umboo, ”and the next time he comes near me maybe I can play a trick on him.”

”I hope you can,” said the other elephant.

And now you wait and see what happened.

The s.h.i.+p sailed on and on over the sea, each day coming nearer and nearer to America, which is the land of the circus. And Umboo and the other animals grew tired of being kept below decks, in the darkness.

They wanted to get out into the suns.h.i.+ne.

Each day Umboo kept watch for the man who had given him the lemon in the lump of sugar, but the trick-player did not again come down where the elephants were.

And finally, one day, the circus man came down. He quietly rubbed the trunk of Umboo, patted him, and spoke kind words to him, feeding him good sugar.

”Now, my trick elephant,” he said, ”we will soon be going ash.o.r.e, and we will see how you like a circus.”

CHAPTER XIV

UMBOO IN THE CIRCUS

Many things happened to Umboo after he was taken out of the s.h.i.+p in which he had crossed the ocean. And there were so many of them that he could not remember all of them to tell his circus friends who were listening to his story.

”But did you get seasick?” asked Humpo, the camel. ”That's what I want to know. Did you get seasick?”

”No, I did not,” answered Umboo. ”But I was tired of staying in the dark part of the s.h.i.+p so long. I wanted to get out in the sun. And I wanted to see if I could do that trick again, of taking the white rag from the man's pocket.”

”And did you?” asked Snarlie, the tiger.

”I did, the first chance I had,” answered Umboo. ”But that was not until I had been off the s.h.i.+p for a day or so.”

Umboo and the other animals were taken from the s.h.i.+p, and again put in railroad cars to be taken to a sort of training place. Wild animals, fresh from the jungle, are not taken at once to the circus. If they were the lions would roar, the tigers would snarl and the elephants would try to break loose and run away, and this would so scare the boys and girls who went to the circus that they would never come again.

So circus men first send the animals to a sort of training camp. There is one in Bridgeport, Conn., and another in New Jersey, on the Hackensack meadows. There the wild beasts are taken in charge, by men who know how to train them.

And it was to a place like this that Umboo was taken. It was not at all like a circus, except for the number of wild animals about. There was no big white tent; nothing but a sort of large barn, and there were no gay flags fluttering, and no bands playing music. All that would come later.

Umboo was chained in the middle of the barn, with the other elephants, and some hay was given him to eat. At first the elephant, who, not long before, had been wild in the jungle, and later piling teakwood logs, was uneasy and a bit frightened. So were his companions.

”But don't be afraid, Umboo,” said the kind man who had come all the way from India with the elephant. ”You will soon like it here, though you may not like being taught tricks. But you will like it when you can do funny things, and make the boys and girls laugh. Also, when you do your tricks well, you shall have lumps of sugar.”

”Well, I hope there will be no lemons inside the lumps,” said Umboo to Char, another big beast next to him.

”What is that about lemons in sugar?” asked Char.

”Oh, a man on the s.h.i.+p played a trick on me,” answered Umboo. ”I haven't seen him since, but I am on the lookout for him, and when I do see him, if I get near enough--well, I'll make him wish he hadn't fooled me.”

”It was a mean trick,” said Char. ”I hope you find that man.”