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"
Forty
years
and
five
,
"
said
Machua
Appa
,
"
have
I
followed
my
lord
,
the
elephant
,
but
never
have
I
heard
that
any
child
of
man
had
seen
what
this
child
has
seen
.
By
all
the
Gods
of
the
Hills
,
it
is
--
what
can
we
say
?
"
and
he
shook
his
head
.
When
they
got
back
to
camp
it
was
time
for
the
evening
meal
.
Petersen
Sahib
ate
alone
in
his
tent
,
but
he
gave
orders
that
the
camp
should
have
two
sheep
and
some
fowls
,
as
well
as
a
double
ration
of
flour
and
rice
and
salt
,
for
he
knew
that
there
would
be
a
feast
.
Big
Toomai
had
come
up
hotfoot
from
the
camp
in
the
plains
to
search
for
his
son
and
his
elephant
,
and
now
that
he
had
found
them
he
looked
at
them
as
though
he
were
afraid
of
them
both
.
And
there
was
a
feast
by
the
blazing
campfires
in
front
of
the
lines
of
picketed
elephants
,
and
Little
Toomai
was
the
hero
of
it
all
.
And
the
big
brown
elephant
catchers
,
the
trackers
and
drivers
and
ropers
,
and
the
men
who
know
all
the
secrets
of
breaking
the
wildest
elephants
,
passed
him
from
one
to
the
other
,
and
they
marked
his
forehead
with
blood
from
the
breast
of
a
newly
killed
jungle-cock
,
to
show
that
he
was
a
forester
,
initiated
and
free
of
all
the
jungles
.
And
at
last
,
when
the
flames
died
down
,
and
the
red
light
of
the
logs
made
the
elephants
look
as
though
they
had
been
dipped
in
blood
too
,
Machua
Appa
,
the
head
of
all
the
drivers
of
all
the
Keddahs
--
Machua
Appa
,
Petersen
Sahib
's
other
self
,
who
had
never
seen
a
made
road
in
forty
years
:
Machua
Appa
,
who
was
so
great
that
he
had
no
other
name
than
Machua
Appa
--
leaped
to
his
feet
,
with
Little
Toomai
held
high
in
the
air
above
his
head
,
and
shouted
:
"
Listen
,
my
brothers
.
Listen
,
too
,
you
my
lords
in
the
lines
there
,
for
I
,
Machua
Appa
,
am
speaking
!
This
little
one
shall
no
more
be
called
Little
Toomai
,
but
Toomai
of
the
Elephants
,
as
his
great-grandfather
was
called
before
him
.
What
never
man
has
seen
he
has
seen
through
the
long
night
,
and
the
favor
of
the
elephant-folk
and
of
the
Gods
of
the
Jungles
is
with
him
.
He
shall
become
a
great
tracker
.
He
shall
become
greater
than
I
,
even
I
,
Machua
Appa
!
He
shall
follow
the
new
trail
,
and
the
stale
trail
,
and
the
mixed
trail
,
with
a
clear
eye
!
He
shall
take
no
harm
in
the
Keddah
when
he
runs
under
their
bellies
to
rope
the
wild
tuskers
;
and
if
he
slips
before
the
feet
of
the
charging
bull
elephant
,
the
bull
elephant
shall
know
who
he
is
and
shall
not
crush
him
Aihai
!
my
lords
in
the
chains
,
"
--
he
whirled
up
the
line
of
pickets
--
"
here
is
the
little
one
that
has
seen
your
dances
in
your
hidden
places
--
the
sight
that
never
man
saw
!
Give
him
honor
,
my
lords
!
Salaam
karo
,
my
children
.
Make
your
salute
to
Toomai
of
the
Elephants
!
Gunga
Pershad
,
ahaa
!
Hira
Guj
,
Birchi
Guj
,
Kuttar
Guj
,
ahaa
!
Pudmini
--
thou
hast
seen
him
at
the
dance
,
and
thou
too
,
Kala
Nag
,
my
pearl
among
elephants
!
--
ahaa
!
Together
!
To
Toomai
of
the
Elephants
.
Barrao
!
"
And
at
that
last
wild
yell
the
whole
line
flung
up
their
trunks
till
the
tips
touched
their
foreheads
,
and
broke
out
into
the
full
salute
--
the
crashing
trumpet-peal
that
only
the
Viceroy
of
India
hears
,
the
Salaamut
of
the
Keddah
.
But
it
was
all
for
the
sake
of
Little
Toomai
,
who
had
seen
what
never
man
had
seen
before
--
the
dance
of
the
elephants
at
night
and
alone
in
the
heart
of
the
Garo
hills
!
Shiv
,
who
poured
the
harvest
and
made
the
winds
to
blow
,
Sitting
at
the
doorways
of
a
day
of
long
ago
,
