Umboo, the Elephant by Howard R. (Howard Roger) Garis
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very long.
"New York a jungle? Of course not!" laughed Snarlie, the tiger. "New York is a big city, and sometimes we circus animals are taken there to help with the show. I've been in New York lots of times." "Well, don't let it make you proud," said Chako, the other monkey. "I have been there myself, and I'd much rather be in the jungle." "Say, are we going to listen to you animals talk or hear the story Umboo is going to tell us?" asked Humpo, the camel. "I thought he was going to make us forget the heat." "So I am," said Umboo, in a kind voice, "Only I wanted to speak about old Jumbo, There used to be a song about him, many years ago. It went something like this, and I heard a little English boy sing it: "Alice said to Jumbo: 'I love you!' Jumbo said to Alice: 'I don't believe you do; 'Cause if you love me truly, As you say you do, Come over to America To Barnum's show!'" "That's the song they used to sing about Jumbo, more than twenty years ago," said Umboo. "My! How can you remember so far back?" asked Chako. |
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