And the game men play,
with balls made from elephants' tusks, is called billiards.
On and on through the jungle hurried the elephants, until at last
Tusker, who led the way, came to a stop.
"This is far enough," he said. "I do not believe the hunters will find
us here. We will rest now."
Indeed it was time to stop, for some of the smaller elephants were
quite tired out. Big elephants can hurry through the jungle very fast
for as long as twenty hours at a time, stopping, perhaps, only during
the very hottest part of the day. And when an elephant is very tired
it begins to perspire, or "sweat," over each eye, and two little
hollow places there look as though they had been wet with a sponge.
In the cooler part of the shady jungle the elephants rested, some of
them pulling down branches from the trees to get at the leaves or
tender bark. Umboo began sniffing along the ground with his trunk.
"What are you doing?" asked Keedah.
"I am smelling for sweet roots," was the answer. "My mother showed me
how to do it. Do you want me to show you?"
"I learned that long ago," said Keedah.
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