The Jungle Book - Rudyard Kipling

made already, six feet wide, in front of him, where the bent jungle-grass was trying to recover itse ...

way up the hillside, but as soon as they were within the circle of the tree trunks they moved like g ...

Still lying down, Little Toomai looked down upon scores and scores of broad backs, and wagging ears, and to ...

backs, and a dull booming noise began, not very loud at first, and Little Toomai could not tell what i ...

who had been double chained that night, began to trumpet, and Pudmini, mired to the shoulders, with Kala ...

Big Toomai had come up hotfoot from the camp in the plains to search for his son and his elephant, and now that ...

who he is and shall not crush him. Aihai! my lords in the chains,”—he whirled up the line of pickets—“here ...

Shiv and the Grasshopper (The song that Toomai’s mother sang to the baby) Shiv ...

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Her Majesty’s Servants You can work it out by Fractions or by simple Rule of Three, ...

At last I fell over the tail-end of a gun, and by that knew I was somewhere near the artillery ...

“I’m the breech-piece mule of number two gun of the First Screw Battery,” said the mule, “and the other’ ...

Nearly all our horses for the English cavalry are brought to India from Australia, and ar ...

“Now, don’t be angry after you’ve been afraid. That’s the worst kind of cowardice,” said the troo ...

of yelling, hairy men with knives—long shiny knives, worse than the farrier’s knives—and I have to take ...

“H’m!” said Billy. “It sounds very foolish. Knives are dirty things at any time. The proper thing to do is ...

teach us in riding school to lie down and let our masters fire across us, but Dick Cunliffe is the only man ...

well-balanced load, a driver you can trust to let you pick your own way, and I’m your mule. But—the othe ...

little boy saying a poem, “I don’t quite know whether you’d understand.” “We don’t, but we have to pull ...

“If I could do that and nothing else, you wouldn’t be needed to pull the big guns at all. If I was ...