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Identifier: junglebookkipl (find matches)
Title: The jungle book
Year: 1894 (1890s)
Authors: Kipling, Rudyard, 1865-1936
Subjects: Animals
Publisher: New York : The Century Co.
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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up with thecubs, though they of course were grown wolvesalmost before he was a child, and Father Wolftaught him his business, and the meaning ofthings in the jungle, till every rustle in the grass,every breath of the warm night air, every noteof the owls above his head, every scratch of abats claws as it roosted for a while in a tree, andevery splash of every little fish jumping in a pool,meant just as much to him as the work of hisoffice means to a business man. When he wasnot learning he sat out in the sun and slept, andate, and went to sleep again ; when he felt dirtyor hot he swam in the forest pools; and when hewanted honey (Baloo told him that honey andnuts were just as pleasant to eat as raw meat) heclimbed up for it, and that Bagheera showedhim how to do. Bagheera would lie out on a branch and call, Come along, Little Brother, and at first Mow-gli would cling like the sloth, but afterward hewould fling himself through the branches al-most as boldly as the gray ape. He took his
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;> \N: :BAGHEERA WOULD LIE OUT ON A BRANCH AND CALL,COME ALONG, LITTLE BROTHER. MOWGLIS BROTHERS 25 place at the Council Rock, too, when the Packmet, and there he discovered that if he staredhard at any wolf, the wolf would be forced todrop his eyes, and so he used to stare for fun. At other times he would pick the long thornsout of the pads of his friends, for wolves sufferterribly from thorns and burs in their coats. Hewould go down the hillside into the cultivatedlands by night, and look very curiously at thevillagers in their huts, but he had a mistrust ofmen because Bagheera showed him a square boxwith a drop-gate so cunningly hidden in the jun-gle that he nearly walked into it, and told him itwas a trap. He loved better than anything else to go withBagheera into the dark warm heart of the forest,to sleep all through the drowsy day, and at nightsee how Bagheera did his killing. Bagheerakilled right and left as he felt hungry, and so didMowgli—with one exception. As soon as h

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