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There was silence for a minute: and then his harsh voice was heard again in the distance. "He looked again——come up, then! He looked again, and found it was——woa back! and found it was A letter from his—— make way there! He's a-coming!"

 

 

And in marched, or waddled——it Is hard to say which is the right word——an Elephant, on its hind-legs, and playing on an enormous fife which it held with its fore-feet.