Part 13 (1/2)
”Do they like peanuts?”
”Do they? Just try them”
Phil ran to a snack stand at the opposite side of the tent and bought five cents' worth of peanuts, then hurried back to the elephants with the package
”What are their na one is Emperor and the smaller one is called Jupiter,”
answered the keeper, who had already recognized his young visitor
”Are they ever ugly?”
”Never have been But you can't tell An elephant is liable to go bad most any time, then you--”
”But how can you tell, or can't you?”
”Most always, unless they are naturally bad”
”How do you know?”
”See that little slit on the cheek up there?”
”Yes,” said Phil, peering at the great joonderingly
”Well, several days before they get in a tantrum you will see a few tear drops--that's what I call the from that little slit I don't knohether it's water on the brain or what it is
But when you see the tear drops you want to get from under and chain Mr Elephant down as quickly as possible
”That is strange”
”Very But it's a sure sign Never knew it to fail, and I've known some elephants in my time But Emperor and Jupiter never have shed a tear drop since I've known the kind, you know”
The lad nodded understandingly
”How about the lions and the tigers--can you tell when they are going to have bad spells?”
”Well,” reflected the showrouch on The cats are always--”
”Cats?”
”Yes All that sort of aniot only one ambition in life”
”What's that?”