"This is our chance to run away and go back to the jungle," went on
Keedah. "When the men are not looking, after we have hauled out a few
big logs, we will go away and hide. At night we can run off to the
jungle."
"No," said Umboo, shaking his trunk, "I am not going to do it. If we
run away they will find us and bring us back. Besides, I like it in
the lumber yard. It is fun to pile up the big logs, and lay them
straight."
"Pooh! I don't think so," said Keedah, who had not given up all his
wild ways. "I am going to run!"
And so, watching his chance, when the Indian men were not looking,
Keedah sneaked off into the dark part of the woods. In a little while
he was missed, and the keepers, with shouts, started after him. They
tied Umboo to a tree with chains, leaving him there while they went to
hunt Keedah.
"They need not have chained me," thought Umboo. "I would not run away.
I like my men friends too much, for they are good to me."
The keepers got other elephants and hunted Keedah in the forest. For
three days they searched for him, and at last they found him and
brought him back.
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