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diff --git a/old/62135-0.txt b/old/62135-0.txt deleted file mode 100644 index b65bbde..0000000 --- a/old/62135-0.txt +++ /dev/null @@ -1,3402 +0,0 @@ -The Project Gutenberg EBook of Chunky, the Happy Hippo, by Richard Barnum - -This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere in the United States and most -other parts of the world at no cost and with almost no restrictions -whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of -the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at -www.gutenberg.org. If you are not located in the United States, you'll have -to check the laws of the country where you are located before using this ebook. - -Title: Chunky, the Happy Hippo - His Many Adventures - -Author: Richard Barnum - -Illustrator: Walter S. Rogers - -Release Date: May 15, 2020 [EBook #62135] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: UTF-8 - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK CHUNKY, THE HAPPY HIPPO *** - - - - -Produced by Donald Cummings and the Online Distributed -Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net - - - - - - - - - -[Illustration: “There was Alice on Chunky’s broad back!”] - - - - - _Kneetime Animal Stories_ - - - CHUNKY - THE HAPPY HIPPO - - HIS MANY ADVENTURES - - - BY - RICHARD BARNUM - - Author of “Squinty, the Comical Pig,” “Mappo, the - Merry Monkey,” “Tum Tum, the Jolly Elephant,” - “Tinkle, the Trick Pony,” - “Lightfoot, the Leaping Goat,” etc. - - - _ILLUSTRATED BY - WALTER S. ROGERS_ - - - PUBLISHERS - BARSE & CO. - NEW YORK, N. Y. NEWARK, N. J. - - - - - Copyright, 1918 - by - BARSE & CO. - - Chunky, The Happy Hippo - - - _Printed in the United States of America_ - - - - -CONTENTS - - - CHAPTER PAGE - I CHUNKY HAS A LAUGH 7 - II CHUNKY IS SURPRISED 17 - III CHUNKY IS BITTEN 26 - IV CHUNKY IN THE MUD 36 - V CHUNKY IS CAUGHT 45 - VI CHUNKY TAKES A TRIP 55 - VII CHUNKY’S NEW FRIENDS 66 - VIII CHUNKY ON A SHIP 75 - IX CHUNKY FALLS OVERBOARD 84 - X CHUNKY IN THE CIRCUS 91 - XI CHUNKY’S NEW TRICK 102 - XII CHUNKY AND THE LITTLE GIRL 112 - - - - -ILLUSTRATIONS - - - PAGE - - “There was Alice on Chunky’s broad back!” _Frontispiece_ - - “He went in backward and made a great splash” 15 - - “It was the crocodile that had bitten Chunky” 35 - - “Out came Chunky as nicely as you please” 51 - - “The little hippo boy was being taken away” 65 - - “Splash! That was Chunky himself falling overboard” 87 - - “‘Now he is smiling at you!’” 109 - - - - -CHUNKY, THE HAPPY HIPPO - - - - -CHAPTER I - -CHUNKY HAS A LAUGH - - -Once upon a time, some years ago, but not so long that you could not -easily remember if you tried, there lived in a muddy river of a far-off -country called Africa, a great, big, animal-baby named “Chunky.” He was -not a fish, though he could stay under water, not breathing at all, for -maybe ten minutes, and that is why he swam in the muddy river so much. -He did not mind the mud in the river. He rather liked it, for when he -sank away down under the dark, brown water no one could see him. - -And Chunky did not want any of the lions or tigers, or perhaps the -black African hunters to see him, for they might have hurt him. - -But, for all that, Chunky was a happy, jolly, little animal-baby, and -would soon grow up to be a big animal boy, for he ate pecks and pecks -of the rich, green grass that grew on the bottom and banks of the -African river. - -Now, I suppose, you are wondering what sort of animal-baby Chunky was. -In the first place he was quite large――as large as the largest fat pig -on your grandfather’s farm. And Chunky really looked a little like a -pig, except that his nose was broad and square instead of pointed. - -Chunky was a hippopotamus, as perhaps you have guessed. But, as -hippopotamus is quite a long and hard word for little boys and girls to -remember, I will first tell you what it means, and then I will make it -short for you, so you will have no hard work at all to remember it, or -say it. - -Hippopotamus means “river-horse”; and a great many years ago when -people first saw the queer animals swimming in the African rivers, they -thought they were horses that liked to be in the water instead of on -land. So that is how the hippopotamus got its name of river horse. But -we’ll call them hippos for short, and it will do just as well. - -Chunky was called the happy hippo. And he was very happy. In fact when -he opened his big mouth to swallow grass and river weeds you might have -thought he was laughing. - -Chunky lived with Mr. and Mrs. Hippo, who were his father and mother, -in a sort of big nest among the reeds and bushes on the bank of the -river. Near them were other hippos, some large and some small, but -Chunky liked best to be with his own folks. - -Besides his father and mother, there was Mumpy, his sister, and Bumpy, -his brother. Funny names, aren’t they? And I’ll tell you how the little -hippos happened to get them. - -One day, when Chunky didn’t have any name, nor his brother or sister -either, a great, big, fat hippo mother came over to see Mrs. Hippo. The -visitor, whose name was Mrs. Dippo, as we might say, because she liked -to dip herself under the water so much――this Mrs. Dippo said, talking -hippopotamus talk of course: - -“My, what nice children you have, Mrs. Hippo.” - -“Yes, they are rather nice,” said Mrs. Hippo, as she looked at the -three of them asleep in the soft, warm mud near the edge of the river. -You may think it queer for the little hippo babies to sleep in the mud. -But they liked it. The more mud they had on them the better it kept off -the mosquitoes and other biting bugs. - -“Have you named them yet?” asked Mrs. Dippo. - -“Not yet,” answered Mrs. Hippo. “I’ve been waiting until I could think -of good names.” - -“Well, I’d call that one Chunky,” said Mrs. Dippo, pointing with her -left ear at the largest of the three little hippos. Mrs. Dippo had to -point with her ear, for she was too heavy to raise one foot to point -and stand on three. She had only her ears to point with. “I’d call him -Chunky,” said Mrs. Dippo. - -“Why?” asked Mrs. Hippo. - -“Oh, because he’s so jolly-looking; just like a great, big fat chunk of -warm mud,” answered Mrs. Dippo. “Call him Chunky.” - -“I will,” said Mrs. Hippo, and that is how Chunky got his name. - -“Now for your other two children,” went on Mrs. Dippo. “That one,” and -she pointed her ear at Chunky’s sister, “I should call Mumpy.” - -“Why?” Mrs. Hippo again asked. - -“Oh, because she looks just as if her cheeks were all swelled out with -the mumps,” answered Mrs. Dippo. For animals sometimes have mumps, -or pains and aches just like them. But Chunky’s sister didn’t have -them――at least not then. The reason her cheeks stuck out so was because -she had a big mouthful of river grass on which she was chewing. - -“Yes, I think Mumpy will be a good name for her,” said Mrs. Hippo, and -so Chunky’s sister was named. Then there was left only his brother, who -was younger than Chunky. - -Just as Mrs. Dippo finished naming the two little animal children, the -one who was left without a name awakened from his sleep and got up. -He slipped on a muddy place near the bank of the river and bumped into -Chunky, nearly knocking him over. - -“Oh, look out, you bumpy boy!” cried Mrs. Hippo, speaking, of course, -in animal talk. - -“Ha! That’s his name!” cried Mrs. Dippo, with a laugh. - -“What is?” asked Mrs. Hippo. - -“Bumpy!” said Mrs. Dippo. “Don’t you see? He bumped into Chunky, so you -can call him Bumpy!” - -“That’s a fine name,” said Mrs. Hippo, and Bumpy liked it himself. - -So that is how the three little hippos were named, and after that they -kept on eating and growing and growing and eating until they were quite -large――larger even than pigs. - -One day, Mr. and Mrs. Hippo and most of their animal friends were quite -far out in the river, diving down to dig up the sweet roots that grew -near the bottom. Chunky, Mumpy and Bumpy were on the bank lying in the -sun to get dry, for they had been swimming about near shore. - -“Are you going in again?” asked Mumpy, of her brothers, talking, of -course, in the way hippos do. - -“No, I’ve been in swimming enough to-day,” said Bumpy. “I’m going back -into the jungle and sleep,” for the river where the hippos lived was -near a jungle, in which there were elephants, monkeys and other wild -animals. - -“I’m going in the water once more,” said Mumpy. “I haven’t had enough -grass to eat.” - -“I haven’t, either,” said Chunky, who was fatter than ever and jollier -looking. “I’ll go in with you, Mumpy.” - -So the two young hippos walked slowly down to the edge of the deep, -muddy river. Far out in the water they could see their father and -mother, with the larger animals, having a swim. Chunky and Mumpy walked -slowly now, though they could run fast when they needed to, to get away -from danger; for though a hippo is fat and seems clumsy, and though his -legs are very short, he can, at times, run very fast. - -And as they went slowly along, Chunky and Mumpy looked about on all -sides of them, and sniffed the air very hard. They were trying to see -danger, and also to smell it. In the jungle wild animals can sometimes -tell better by smelling when there is danger than by looking. For the -tangled vines do not let them see very far among the trees, but there -is nothing to stop them from smelling unless the wind blows too hard. - -“Is everything all right, Chunky?” asked Mumpy of her brother, as she -saw him stop on the edge of a patch of reeds just before going into -the water, and sniff the air very hard. - -“Yes, I think so,” he answered in hippo talk. For his father and mother -had taught him something of how to look for danger and smell for -it――the danger of lions or of tigers or of the black or white hunter -men who came into the jungle to shoot or catch the wild animals. - -“Come on, Mumpy!” called Chunky. “We’ll have another nice swim.” - -“And we’ll get some more sweet grass to eat――I’m hungry yet!” replied -the little girl hippo; for animals, such as elephants and hippos who -live in the jungle or river, need a great deal of food. - -Out to the edge of the river went Chunky and his sister. They saw some -other young hippos――some mere babies and others quite large boys and -girls, as we would say――on the bank or in the water. - -Just as Chunky and Mumpy were going to wade in, they noticed, on a high -part of the bank, not far away, a fat hippo boy who was called Big Foot -by the jungle animals, as one of his feet was larger than the other -three. - -“Watch me jump into the river!” called Big Foot. - -Then, when they were all looking, and he thought, I suppose, that he -was going to do something smart, he gave a jump and splashed into the -water. But something went wrong. Big Foot stumbled, just as he jumped, -and, instead of making a nice dive, he went in backward and made a -great splash. - -“Ha! Ha! Ha!” laughed Chunky, wagging his stubby tail. “Ho! Ho! I can -jump better than that, and I’m not as large as you, Big Foot! Ha! Ha!” -and Chunky laughed again. “That was an awful funny jump!” - -Big Foot climbed out of the water up on the bank. His eyes, which -seemed like lumps or bumps on his head, appeared to snap at Chunky as he -looked at him and Mumpy. - -“Some one laughing at me, eh?” growled Big Foot in his deep voice. “Ha! -I’ll show you! Why are you laughing at me?” he asked, and he went so -close to Mumpy that he bumped into her and almost knocked her into the -river. - -“Here! You let my sister alone!” bravely cried Chunky, stepping close -to Big Foot. - -“Well, what did she want to laugh for when I splashed in the water?” -asked Big Foot. - -“I didn’t laugh,” answered Mumpy, speaking more gently than did the two -boy hippos. - -“Yes, you did!” exclaimed Big Foot, angrily. - -[Illustration: “He went in backward and made a great splash”] - -“No, she didn’t laugh. I laughed,” said Chunky, and his sister thought -he was very brave to say it right out that way. “I laughed at you, Big -Foot,” said Chunky. “You looked so funny when you fell into the water -backwards. Ha! Ha!” and Chunky laughed again. - -“So! You’ll laugh at me, will you?” asked Big Foot, and his voice was -more angry. “Well, I’ll fix you!” and with a loud grunt, like a great -big pig, he rushed straight at Chunky. - - - - -CHAPTER II - -CHUNKY IS SURPRISED - - -“Oh, Chunky!” cried Mumpy, as she saw Big Foot rushing at her brother. -“Oh, Chunky, come on home!” - -“Pooh! I’m not afraid of him!” said Chunky, as he stood still on the -river bank and looked at the on-rushing Big Foot. - -“I’ll go and call father,” went on Mumpy, as she waded into the water -and began to swim out toward the grown hippos where they were having -fun of their own in the river. - -“I’ll show you that you can’t laugh at me!” grunted Big Foot, who came -on as fast as he could. “I’ll bite you and push you into the river, and -see how you like that.” - -“Pooh! I’m not afraid!” said Chunky again, but really he was, a little -bit. - -Of course, if you had been in the jungle, or hidden among the reeds -on the bank of the African river, you would not have understood what -Chunky and Big Foot said. In fact, you would not even have guessed -that they were talking; but they were, all the same, though to you -the noises they made would have sounded only like grunts, squeals -and puffings. But that is the way the hippos talk among themselves, -and they mean the same things you mean when you talk, only a little -different, of course. - -“Oh, look! Big Foot is going to do something to Chunky!” cried the -other boy hippos, and they gathered around to see what would happen. -For fights often took place among the jungle animals. They did not know -any better than to bite, kick and bump into one another when they were -angry. - -“I’ll fix you!” said Big Foot again. - -“Pooh! I’m not afraid,” answered Chunky once more, just as you may -often have heard boys say. - -To tell the truth, Chunky would have been glad to run away, but he did -not like to do it with so many of his young hippo friends looking on. -They would have thought him a coward. So he had to stand and wait to -see what Big Foot would do. - -On came the larger hippo boy, and, all of a sudden, when he was quite -close to Chunky, he gave a jump and bumped right into him. Chunky tried -to get out of the way, but he was not quick enough. - -The next minute he found himself slipping into the river, for Big Foot -had knocked him off the bank. But Chunky did not mind falling into the -water. He had been going in anyhow for a swim with his sister. Chunky -was not hurt. No water even went up his nose, as it does up yours when -you fall into the water. For Chunky could close his nose, as you close -your mouth, and not a drop of water got in. - -“There, I told you I’d fix you for laughing at me!” growled Big Foot, -as he stood on the bank and watched Chunky swimming around in the -water. “If you laugh at me any more I’ll push you in again!” - -“Oh, you will, will you?” exclaimed a voice back of Big Foot. “Well, -you just let my Chunky alone after this! He can laugh if he wants to, I -guess!” - -And with that Mrs. Hippo, who had quickly swum to shore when Mumpy told -her what was going on, gave Big Foot a shove, and into the water _he_ -splashed. - -“Ha-ha!” laughed all the other hippo boys and girls, as they saw what -had happened. “Look at Big Foot! Ha-ha-ha!” - -Big Foot was very angry because Mrs. Hippo had pushed him in. But when -he saw all the others laughing at him, he knew that he could not knock -them all into the water, as he had knocked Chunky, so he made the best -of it. - -“Ha-ha!” laughed Chunky. “So you’re here too, Big Foot! I saw my -mother push you in. She’s awful strong, she is! I hope she didn’t hurt -you. She didn’t mean to if she did. Here are some nice sweet grass -roots I dived down and pulled up off the bottom of the river. Have -some?” and Chunky held out some in his mouth. - -Now Big Foot liked grass roots very much indeed, as did all the hippos. -So, though he still felt a little angry, he took them from Chunky, and -when the big boy hippo, with one foot larger than his other three, had -swallowed the sweet, juicy roots he felt much better. - -“They were good,” he said. “Thanks! And say, I hope I didn’t hurt you -when I shoved you into the river just now, Chunky.” - -“No, you didn’t,” Chunky answered. “And I hope my mother didn’t hurt -you when she shoved you in.” - -“Ho! Ho! I should say not!” answered Big Foot, and he laughed now. “I’m -sorry I got mad,” he went on. “Come on, have a game of water-tag!” - -“All right,” said Chunky, “I will. Come on, Mumpy!” he called to his -sister. “We’re going to have a game of water-tag.” - -“Let’s all play!” cried Bumpo, who had not after all gone away. Then he -slid down the river bank into the water. - -“Yes, we’ll all play tag!” chimed in the rest of the hippos, and they -were soon swimming and diving about in the water, splashing and bumping -into one another almost as you boys and girls play when you go in -bathing at the beach in the summer. Only, of course, the hippos, being -very big, made heavy splashes. - -“This is lots of fun!” cried Chunky, as he tagged Bumpy and then dived -to get out of the way, for sometimes the hippos “tagged back,” just as -you children play. - -“Yes, it’s jolly fun!” yelled Big Foot. - -So the animal children swam, splashed and dived in the water, having -much more fun than when the one was angry at the other and had pushed -him into the river. - -All of a sudden, Mrs. Hippo, who had stayed on the bank after making -Big Foot behave, gave a grunting cry. - -“Quick!” she called in her own language. “Swim ashore, all you little -hippos! Swim ashore, quick!” - -“What’s the matter?” asked Big Foot. He thought he was too large to -mind without first asking questions. - -“Don’t stop to talk! Swim ashore as fast as you can!” cried Mrs. Hippo. - -Chunky, Bumpy and Mumpy, her own three children-hippos, did as they -were told, and paddled for shore as fast as they could. For, though a -hippopotamus is a very big animal and looks very clumsy, there are few -as large as he who can swim so well or so fast, or dive so easily. - -On and on toward shore swam the hippo children, who, a few seconds -before, had been playing tag. Last of all came Big Foot. As yet neither -he nor any of the others knew why Mrs. Hippo wanted them to come ashore. - -Big Foot partly turned in the water and looked back. Then he saw what -it was. A big crocodile, which is something like an alligator, only -with a longer and more slender nose, or snout, its mouth filled with -long, sharp teeth, was swimming after the little hippos. - -“Is that why you wanted us to come ashore?” asked Big Foot of Chunky’s -mother, calling to her as he swam toward land. - -“Yes, indeed it is!” she answered, in her big deep voice. “And don’t -stop to ask any more questions! Hurry!” - -So they all hurried and got safely into shallow water, where the -crocodile dared not come, bold and hungry as he was. He thought perhaps -big Mrs. Hippo would step on him and smash him. A crocodile can grab -hold of a baby hippo, and take it away, but dare not touch a big hippo. -So this crocodile, with an angry snap of his teeth, turned and swam -back into the middle of the river again, to wait for another chance to -grab a tender, baby hippo. - -“My! how frightened I was!” said Mrs. Hippo, when she saw that her own -and the rest of the animal children were safe. “I saw the crocodile -coming toward you, but you didn’t see him because you were playing tag -so hard.” - -“It’s a good thing you called to us to swim out of his way,” said Big -Foot. “I’m much obliged to you, Mrs. Hippo, and I’m sorry I pushed your -Chunky in!” - -“Oh, you didn’t hurt me!” laughed Chunky, as he stood on the bank and -looked out to the middle of the river, where he could just see the nose -of the crocodile in the water, as the long animal swam away. - -And then Chunky had another surprise, for escaping from the crocodile -surely was _one_. All of a sudden, out from the jungle flew a lot of -birds, and before the hippos knew what was happening the birds began to -settle down on their backs. - -“Oh, look!” cried Chunky. “What are the birds going to do?” he asked -his mother. “Are they going to bite me?” - -“No; don’t be afraid, silly little hippo boy!” she answered, with a -loud laugh. “The birds just came to get the snails and water bugs that -are sticking to your back. The river is full of snails, and when you go -in to swim they stick to you. The birds like to pick them off and eat -them, and that’s what they’re doing now.” - -And that is just what the birds were doing. Out of the jungle they had -flown, and they circled around and lighted, one after another, on the -broad, flat backs of Chunky and the other hippo children. The skin of -a hippo is very thick――two inches in some places――but there are tender -spots where mosquitoes, or bad bugs like that, can bite. But on the -backs of the hippos nothing could bite through, and even when the birds -picked off the water spiders and snails with their sharp bills the -hippos did not feel it. - -“Isn’t it funny to have birds on your back?” said Chunky to Big Foot. - -“Oh, it has happened to me before,” said the larger hippo boy. “Of -course you’re young yet――you’ve got lots to learn.” - -“Well, I’m glad the birds can get something to eat off me,” laughed -Chunky in his jolly way. He laughed, in his own fashion, more than any -of the other hippos, and seemed quite happy, so much so that often, -when he was spoken of, he was called “Chunky, the happy hippo.” - -Here and there fluttered the birds on the backs of the hippos, picking -off the water insects, which might get under the folds of the skin of -Chunky and his mates and pain them. So the birds not only got a meal -for themselves but they helped the animals. - -After a while all the bugs and snails were picked off and the birds -flew back into the jungle. Chunky watched them as they sailed above the -tree tops, and then he, too, walked slowly into the deep woods. - -“Where are you going?” asked his sister. - -“Oh, off into the jungle to have a sleep,” he answered. “Want to come -along?” - -“No,” she said. “I’m going with some of the other hippo girls to roll -in the mud.” - -So Chunky went into the jungle by himself. On and on among the trees he -wandered, making his way through the tangled vines, breaking them off -without any trouble, because he was very strong. - -All at once Chunky heard a funny noise, like a big horn blowing, and, -looking up, he saw, standing in front of him, a big animal, much taller -than himself. And this animal had two big long white teeth sticking out -in front, and he seemed to have two tails, one longer than the other. - -“Oh dear!” thought Chunky. “This is a terrible beast! I wonder if he -will bite me as the crocodile tried to;” and in order to get away, -Chunky turned to run back through the jungle. - - - - -CHAPTER III - -CHUNKY IS BITTEN - - -“Hold on there! Wait a minute! Don’t be afraid! Wait for me, little -hippo chap!” cried the big animal to Chunky. - -“Oh, no! You’ll bite me!” answered Chunky, as he crashed his way -through the jungle. - -“Bite you? I wouldn’t bite you for the world. I never bite anything -except the grass and leaves I chew for my dinner. I might tickle you -with my trunk, if I wanted to have some fun, but I’d never bite,” and -the big animal talked in such a kind way that Chunky no longer felt -frightened. He stopped and looked back. - -“What do you mean――tickle me with your trunk?” he asked, speaking -animal talk, of course. “Do you mean with one of your two tails?” - -“I haven’t two tails,” answered the big animal. “The little one is a -tail, to be sure, but the other is my trunk, or nose. See! I can wiggle -it any way I like to;” and this he did. - -“My! that’s wonderful!” cried Chunky. “I can wiggle my tail, even if it -is shorter than yours, and I can open my mouth real wide, but I can’t -make my nose go as yours does. And so you call it a trunk! What do you -do with it?” - -“It is like a hand to me,” said the big animal. “I pick up in it things -to eat, and I pull off the leaves of trees that grow above my head on -the high branches. What is your name, little hippo boy?” - -“My name is Chunky. And what is yours?” - -“I’m called Tum Tum, the jolly elephant, and I’m in a book,” said the -big animal. “Now don’t ask me what a book is, for I don’t know. All I -know is I’m _in_ one and the book is about a lot of my adventures.” - -“What’s adventures?” asked Chunky. - -“Things that happen to you,” said Tum Tum, the jolly elephant. “If I -had tickled you with my trunk, that would have been an adventure.” - -“And if the crocodile had bitten me when I was out playing water-tag a -while ago, would that have been an adventure?” asked Chunky. - -“It would,” said Tum Tum. “But that’s all I know about a book――I’m in -one, and there’s a picture of me. I had a lot of adventures in the -jungle, and then I was caught and taken away far off and put in a -circus. There I had lots of fun.” - -“Why aren’t you in the circus now?” asked Chunky. - -“Well, I’m getting too old to do circus tricks any more, though I feel -as jolly as ever,” answered Tum Tum. “So the man who owned me said he’d -take me out of the circus and bring me back to the jungle to help train -any wild elephants he might catch. That’s why I’m back in the jungle. -I’m going to help tame and train wild elephants, which the hunters, who -are with the man who owns me, are going to try to catch.” - -“Ha! So there are hunters here, are there?” cried Chunky, for he had -heard his father and mother speak of these creatures, and they had told -him always to keep out of their way. - -“Yes, there are some hunters in the jungle,” said Tum Tum. “They are -after elephants.” - -“Do you think they’ll want a hippo?” asked Chunky anxiously. - -“Well, I can’t tell. Maybe they might. Would you like to be caught and -put in a circus?” - -“Indeed I would not!” cried Chunky. “I want to stay in the jungle, and -swim in the muddy river with my brother Bumpy and my sister Mumpy. We -have lots of fun.” - -“We had fun in the circus, too,” said Tum Tum, the jolly elephant. -“There I met Mappo, the merry monkey, and I know lots of other animals, -about whom those things that are called books have been written.” - -“Oh, tell me about the other animals!” begged Chunky. “Was there one -like me?” - -“Yes, there was a hippo in the circus,” said Tum Tum; “but he was old -and big, and slept in his tank of water most of the time. I didn’t have -much to say to him. But I like you. - -“Then there were other animals in the circus, and out of it, too, for -that matter, and I liked most of them. I met Squinty, a comical pig, -and there was Don, a runaway dog, besides Flop Ear, a funny rabbit. -They all have books written about them, and you’d be surprised at the -many adventures my friends had.” - -“I was surprised, just now, when the jungle birds perched on my back,” -said Chunky. - -“You’d be more surprised if you could read about my adventures in the -book,” said Tum Tum, with a jolly twinkle in his eyes, as he reached -his trunk up in a tree and pulled off some sweet, green leaves. “Have -some,” he invited Chunky, and Chunky did. - -“Well, I’m very glad to meet you,” said the little hippo boy, after -a while, when he and Tum Tum had talked for some time, and the jolly -elephant had told him a few of his adventures, especially of once -having been in a fire when the circus barns caught, and of how he had -helped save some of the animals from being burned, including Dido, a -dancing bear. - -“My! that _was_ an adventure!” cried Chunky. - -“Pooh! that’s nothing,” said Tum Tum. “Maybe I’ll have more adventures -now that I’ve come to the jungle. What! you aren’t going, are you?” - -“Yes, I guess I’d better go home,” said Chunky. “Some of those hunter -friends of yours might try to catch me to put me in a circus, and I -don’t want to go. Maybe I’ll see you some other time,” and away he went -through the jungle toward the river, on the edge of which, amid the -tall reeds, he lived with the other hippos. - -“Good-bye!” called Tum Tum. “If ever you get caught by the hunters, and -you don’t like it, I’ll help you get away if I’m around.” - -“Thank you!” said Chunky, and he made up his mind never to be caught if -he could help it. But you just wait and see what happens to the little -hippo boy! - -Chunky made his way through the jungle to where his father and mother -had their home. It was not a house, or even a nest, such as birds live -in, though I have called it a nest. It was just a place where the reeds -and weeds were trampled down smooth to make a soft place for the hippos -to sleep. - -There was no roof over the top of the hippos’ house, if you can call -such a place a house. There were no windows in it, nor doors, and when -it rained the water came in all over. But Chunky and his brother and -sister did not mind the wetness. They liked being in the water as much -as being on dry land, and they spent more than half their time in the -river, anyhow. - -So, really, all they needed of a house was a place where they could lie -down and sleep, and it was easy to make such a place. All Mr. and Mrs. -Hippo had to do was to lie down in the weeds and reeds, roll over once -or twice to make them stay down smoothly, and the house was made. - -There was no furniture in it――neither tables nor chairs, and not even -a piano or a talking machine. The hippos had no use for these things. -All they needed was a place to lie down, and such a place need not even -be dry. Then all else they wanted was something to eat, and this they -could get on land or in the water. - -“I think I like my home on the river bank better than the circus, even -if Tum Tum did say it was jolly,” thought Chunky, as he crashed his way -back through the jungle to where he had left his sister. She was out in -the river now, playing water-tag with some of the other hippo boys and -girls. - -“Aren’t you afraid of the crocodile?” asked Chunky, as he, too, waded -out to get some more grass roots, for he was hungry again. Hippos and -elephants eat very often during the day. - -“The crocodile has gone away,” answered Mumpy. “The big hippos swam -around in the water and drove him to the other side of the river. We -are not afraid. Come and play tag with us, Chunky.” - -“Not now,” he answered. “I’m going to eat. After I eat I will play.” - -Chunky waded out into the river until he felt the water coming up over -his nose. Then he shut the breathing holes, so no water would run into -them. It was just as if one of you boys had ducked your head under -water and held your nose closed with your fingers, only Chunky did not -need to hold his nose. - -He could not have done so if he had wanted, for he had no hands, and -he needed his four feet to walk on. For, though in deep water he could -swim, as could the other hippos, he now wanted to walk along under -water on the soft, oozy, muddy bottom of the river and eat grass and -plant-roots. - -Chunky had in his jaw some long, sharp teeth, called tusks. They were -not as big as the tusks of Tum Tum the elephant, and they did not show -when Chunky closed his big lips. But when he opened his mouth his tusks -could easily be seen and so, too, could his other big teeth, called -molars, which were used for grinding up the grass and other things he -ate, just as your teeth grind, or chew, your food. - -It was with his long, sharp tusks that Chunky dug up from the muddy -bottom, or from the banks of the river, the roots which he loved so -well. And now, as the boy hippo waded out, he opened his eyes under -water to look about and to find a good feeding place. - -“Ah, I shall have a fine feast!” thought Chunky to himself, as he saw, -a little ahead of him, under water, a big clump of rich, green grass. -“There must be some fine roots there.” - -Walking along on the soft mud at the bottom of the river, the little -hippo boy peered about, trying to decide which was the best place to -begin his meal. The surface of the water was about a foot over his -back, and he could see quite well, for the sun was shining overhead in -the blue sky. - -Opening wide his mouth, so he could use his tusk-like teeth to uproot -the grass, Chunky began his feast. With a motion of his big head, which -made the water above him boil and bubble, the hippo tore out a lot of -the juicy roots, getting them into his mouth. - -“Ah! but these are good!” he thought to himself. “I don’t believe that -Tum Tum, even if he was in a circus, and was put in an adventure-book, -ever had anything as good as this. Yum-yum!” said Chunky, or whatever -it is hippos say when they have something good to eat. - -Chunky was chewing away, wishing his sister Mumpy and his brother Bumpy -were with him to enjoy the sweet grass roots, when, all of a sudden, -Chunky felt something sharp nip him on the end of his nose. - -“Ouch!” he cried to himself. “I must have run against a sharp stone.” - -He tried to step backward, and then he felt the sharp pain again. This -time he knew he had not struck himself. - -“Something has bit me!” cried Chunky. “Oh, it must be a big fish! I -must get out of here!” - -He started to rise to the top of the water, so he could swim ashore, -but, just as he did so, there came a third bite on his big nose, and he -saw, right in front of him, a great big crocodile with a lot of teeth -in his long jaws. - -It was the crocodile that had bitten Chunky and which now had hold of -his nose, hanging on like a mud turtle. - -“Oh dear! Oh dear! Oh dear!” blubbered Chunky, as he wiggled about -under water, trying to get loose from the crocodile. - -[Illustration: “It was the crocodile that had bitten Chunky”] - - - - -CHAPTER IV - -CHUNKY IN THE MUD - - -Poor Chunky was having a dreadful time. Never before had he been caught -by a crocodile. It would not have been so bad, he thought in his hippo -way, if it had happened on top of the water. There some of the big -animals might have seen him and they would have helped him. But down -under the muddy river――who could help him there? - -Chunky flopped about in the water, sticking his feet deep down in the -muddy bottom, and pushing back as hard as he could, trying to get his -nose loose from the crocodile’s teeth. But the crocodile held fast to -the hippo. - -“Let me go! Let me go!” blubbered Chunky, speaking in a strange way -because his mouth was partly closed by the crocodile. - -“Indeed and I’ll not let you loose!” answered the crocodile. “I want -you for my supper!” At least he might have answered that if his mouth -had not been busy holding fast to Chunky’s nose. - -Chunky pulled and pulled and pulled, but still he could not get loose, -and the crocodile was slowly, but surely, dragging him out to a deeper -part of the river, when, all at once, there was a great splashing in -the water, and something big and heavy sank down beside the little -hippo boy. - -“Get away from here, Mr. Crocodile!” a voice shouted, sounding like -thunder under the water. “Leave my Chunky alone.” - -And then a great, big body began pushing and shoving the crocodile, and -Chunky saw that it was his father who had come to save him. - -Mr. Hippo, being big and strong, squeezed the crocodile up against the -hard bank of the river, down under the water, and nearly squeezed the -breath out of him. So the crocodile was very glad, indeed, to take his -jaws off Chunky’s nose and let the little hippo go. Then, with another -shove of his big body, Mr. Hippo thrust the crocodile far out into the -river. The crocodile made a snap at Mr. Hippo, trying to bite him, but -the big hippo floated out of the way just in time, and that was the end -of the fight. - -“Oh dear!” cried Chunky to his father, who swam up beside him under -water. “Oh dear! How my nose hurts!” - -“Yes, I guess it does, little chap,” said Mr. Hippo. “Come along with -me and I’ll get your mother to put a grass poultice on it. Or you can -hold it in the soft, cool mud on the edge of the river. That will cure -it.” - -Of course I don’t mean to say that sick animals really _doctor_ -themselves, but if you ever see your cat or dog eat grass, you may be -sure it is doing it because it feels ill, so, in a way, it is taking -medicine. - -And if you have ever watched a dog when it has been stung by a bee, you -may have seen him go to some place where there is cool, wet mud that he -can lie down in, and so get some plastered on the stung place, to make -it pain less. So he takes this kind of medicine. - -In the jungle wild animals, when they are shot, or hurt by one of their -own kind, or by another kind, get away if they can, where they can -drink water and let some of it wash up on their wound. Water, mud and -some kinds of grass and leaves are jungle medicines for the animal folk. - -And that is what Mr. Hippo meant. He did not mean that Mrs. Hippo -would make a _real_ grass poultice for Chunky’s sore nose, only that -she might chew up some grass until it was soft and mushy and then her -little boy hippo could lay his nose against it to make the bites of the -crocodile feel better. - -“Where have you been?” asked Mrs. Hippo, as she saw Mr. Hippo and -Chunky coming home. - -“Oh, the boy got into trouble――one of those crocodiles,” said the -father hippo, in his own kind of talk. “We’ll have to move away from -here, I guess, if many more crocodiles come to this river.” - -Jungle animals do move from place to place; hippos, monkeys and -elephants especially. They stay around one spot until they have eaten -all the good food there, or until all the water is gone, and then they -move on to a new home. Sometimes they move from one place to another -because of danger, such as crocodiles or snakes might make. - -“Oh, Chunky, your nose is bleeding!” said Mrs. Hippo. - -“That’s where the crocodile bit me,” he answered. - -His mother showed him a place where he could lie down and put his nose -in some soft mud. Then she brought him some sweet lily-plant roots to -eat, and made a little cushion of soft grass for his sore nose to rest -on that night. - -Chunky did not sleep very well. His nose pained him too much, but he -did not cry. Wild animals do not know anything about crying, no matter -how much pain they may feel. In the morning the sore nose was a little -better, but Chunky could not go to play with his brother and sister and -the other young hippos. He had to stay on the river bank. - -Still he was quite happy, for all the other animals were kind to him, -and brought him nice things to eat. Mumpy and Bumpy came to see him, -and told him what fun they were having playing water-tag and other -games in the river. - -“I wish I could play!” said Chunky. - -“Oh, but you can’t go into deep water until your nose gets better!” -said his mother. “You must stay on shore. Perhaps you might go in -wading, but even then you must keep your head out of water. In a few -days you will be better, and then you can have fun.” - -“Did you see any crocodiles?” asked Chunky of Bumpy. - -“No. But if I do I’ll step on ’em and make ’em go away!” he answered -boastfully. - -“Better not try that!” said Mr. Hippo. “You are not yet big enough to -fight the crocodiles. Leave that to me!” - -For three days Chunky had to keep out of the deep part of the river. He -could only wade about and splash near shore, not diving or swimming. -And as he had been used to going far out in the water ever since he was -a tiny baby, he missed this very much indeed. - -But at last his nose was almost well, and his mother said it would be -good for him to go in the water. Then Chunky was happy. He splashed in -the river, dived away down to the bottom, rolled over and over in the -mud and swam about as much as he pleased. - -“Glad to see you!” cried Big Foot, for he and Chunky had become good -friends since their little quarrel. “Is your nose all well?” - -“Almost,” Chunky answered. “But I don’t want to see any more -crocodiles!” - -“I should say not!” agreed Big Foot. “But when I get larger I’m going -to fight them, same as your father did.” - -Then Chunky played with the other hippos in the water, diving and -having games of what you would call tag, until finally Big Foot said: - -“Oh, come on! Let’s wade ashore and go into the jungle!” - -“All right!” agreed Chunky. “Maybe we can have some fun there.” - -So into the jungle they went, trampling their way through the thick -tangle of vines, chasing one another and grunting like pigs; and indeed -they looked something like pigs as they pushed their noses in wet and -muddy places to get at the sweet roots underneath. - -All at once Big Foot, who was walking ahead, cried: - -“Look out, Chunky! I hear something coming! Maybe it’s a crocodile!” - -“Crocodiles don’t come this far into the jungle,” said Chunky. - -“Well, it’s _something_!” went on Big Foot. “Oh, look what a big -animal, Chunky! I’m going to run back to the river! I’m afraid!” - -Chunky looked at the animal to which Big Foot was pointing with his -ears, and then the little hippo laughed. - -“You don’t need to be afraid of him!” he said. - -“Why, do you know him?” asked Big Foot. - -“Yes, that is Tum Tum, the jolly elephant,” was the answer. “I met him -here in the jungle the other day, and he told me about being in a book -and having adventures. Hello, Tum Tum!” cried Chunky in jungle talk. - -“Hello yourself,” answered the big, jolly elephant. “I see you have a -friend with you.” - -“Yes, Tum Tum, this is Big Foot,” said Chunky, waving his ears toward -the other hippo. Big Foot, though older than Chunky, had never seen -an elephant before, and he was much surprised. Just as Chunky had -supposed, Big Foot thought Tum Tum had two tails, but he soon learned -better, and he, too, liked the jolly elephant. - -“What are you doing here in the jungle?” asked Chunky of his big friend. - -“Oh, I’m looking to see if there are some wild elephants about, so the -men with whom I am staying can catch them and train them for a circus,” -was the answer. - -“Are there men hunters around here?” Big Foot asked in an awed and very -rumbling whisper. - -“Yes, they are back in the jungle, and they will soon be here,” -answered Tum Tum. - -“Then we’d better run!” cried Big Foot to Chunky. “My folks always told -me to look out for hunters.” - -“That’s right!” agreed Chunky. “We had better go back to the river.” - -“Oh, don’t be in a hurry,” said Tum Tum. “The hunters are not here yet. -I can hear them coming long before they can see you, and I’ll tell you -in time for you to get away. Still, maybe you _would_ like to be caught -and sent to a circus.” - -“Not _me_!” cried Big Foot. - -“Nor I,” added Chunky, though the more he thought about it the more he -wished he could have some adventures, such as Tum Tum had had, many of -them being written about in a book like this one you are reading. - -So the elephant and the two hippos stayed in the jungle for some little -time, talking. Then, all of a sudden, Tum Tum raised his big ears, -lifted his trunk, sniffed the air, and said: - -“The hunters are coming now. You had better run if you do not want to -be caught. Good-bye! I hope I’ll see you again some day.” - -“Good-bye!” called Chunky and Big Foot to Tum Tum, and then the hippos -went back to their river, while Tum Tum began his search for wild -elephants. - -It was two or three days after this that Chunky, who had gone off by -himself up along the river bank to look for a certain kind of sweet -grass, had another adventure. - -The little hippo was thinking of what Tum Tum had said about the -circus, and how nice it was there, when, all of a sudden, Chunky -stepped into a pool of water, which he did not think was very deep. But -it was, and the worst of it turned out to be that under the water was -some very sticky mud. So sticky, in fact, that Chunky sank down deep -in it, being quite heavy and fat for his age. He tried to pull out his -little short, stumpy legs, one after the other, but he could not. He -only sank deeper and deeper in the mud. He was held fast there. - -“Oh, dear!” thought Chunky. “I’m stuck tight! I wonder if this can be a -trap of the hunters to catch me for the circus. Oh, I wish Tum Tum were -here to help me out! Oh, dear!” - - - - -CHAPTER V - -CHUNKY IS CAUGHT - - -Chunky, the happy hippo, was not as jolly as he had been when playing -water-tag in the river with Bumpy, his brother, and Mumpy, his sister. -In fact, he was rather sad. Stuck fast in the mud as he was, he pulled -and twisted and wiggled and turned, trying to get loose. But he could -not. He was still held fast. - -“Oh, dear!” said Chunky again, in hippo talk. I guess this was about -the tenth time he had said it. - -Then, all at once, he sort of smiled――that is, he opened his mouth, as -if he were laughing, though I don’t suppose that jungle animals really -either smile or laugh as you do. - -But, at any rate, Chunky, who was usually a jolly, happy little chap, -made up his mind there was no use in feeling too bad about what had -happened to him. - -“I am stuck in the mud――that’s true,” he said to himself; “but it is -better than being held fast at the bottom of the river by a crocodile -who has you by the nose. This is much better. - -“I am out on the land, and I don’t have to hold my breath under water -for fear of being drowned. And the mud doesn’t hurt me. In fact it is -rather nice and soft,” continued the hippo boy. - -So Chunky made the mud go “squee-gee” between his toes, and tried to -make himself think he was happy. But he was a little anxious, for he -feared he had fallen into a trap. - -He had heard his father and mother, as well as the other big hippos, -talk about traps set by hunters in the jungle. Some of the hunters were -the black or brown people who lived in the big woods, and others were -white hunters who came from far-off countries. And the traps they set -were of different kinds. - -Some were nets, made of strong jungle vines. Others were great pits, -or holes, dug in the ground and covered with leaves and grass, so -the animals could not see them. Whenever they stepped on the grass -scattered over the hole, the animals fell through and could not get out -of the pit. - -Other traps were made of big stones or of logs, so fixed that they -would fall on the animals that walked beneath them, and would hurt the -animals very much. The hole-traps were the most common, though Chunky -thought a mud trap was very good, for catching hippos. - -“Anyhow it has caught me!” thought Chunky. - -Then he listened again, waving his ears to and fro for any sound that -might tell him the hunters were coming to get him. But he heard nothing -but the noises of the jungle, which he heard every day――the cries of -the red and green parrots, the trumpeting of elephants afar off, the -chatter of monkeys and, now and then, the roar of a lion. - -“I hope one of the lions doesn’t get me,” thought Chunky. “They could -easily, now that I am fast in the mud.” - -Once more he tried to pull his feet loose, but could not. The mud was -too sticky. Chunky was sinking deeper and deeper into it. But still he -tried to be cheerful. - -“After all,” he thought to himself, in the queer way that such animals -have of thinking, “it may not be so bad to be caught and taken to a -circus. Tum Tum said it was jolly. Maybe it will be so for me.” - -So Chunky waited in the mud. He could not do anything to get himself -loose. He put his nose down in the water and drank some, but it was not -nice like the water of the river near which he lived. The water in the -muddy pool where he was held fast was hot, and not at all tasty. - -“Still, it is better than none at all,” thought Chunky. “And it is a -good thing I ate a good breakfast this morning, or I would be hungry -now.” And it was a good thing, I suppose, for there was nothing to eat -near the jungle pool, and no sweet grass grew on the muddy bottom. - -All at once, after the happy hippo, who was not as jolly as he had -been at other times, had tried again and again to get loose――all of a -sudden, I say, he heard a noise back of him. He tried to look around to -see what it was, but he could not turn far enough. - -The noise came closer. - -“Oh, I guess it’s the hunters!” thought Chunky, sadly. - -He tried very hard, now, to get loose, but it was of no use. He was -just making up his mind that he would be caught and carried off to the -circus, as Tum Tum had been, when he heard a voice shout, in animal -talk: - -“Hello there! What’s the matter?” - -Then Chunky knew who it was! It was Tum Tum, the jolly elephant! - -“What’s the matter?” asked Tum Tum again, and he blew a big lot of -air through his long hosey-nosey trunk, until it made a noise like a -Christmas tin horn. - -“Oh, is that you, Tum Tum?” asked Chunky, and he felt ever so much -better――more like his happy self. - -“Yes, it is I, Chunky,” answered the jolly elephant. “But what is the -matter with you?” - -“I’ve fallen into one of the hunter traps,” answered the hippo, “and -now they’ll come and catch me and send me off to a circus as you were -sent.” - -“Oh, no they won’t!” laughed Tum Tum. - -“Why not?” - -“Because you’re not in a trap at all,” Tum Tum said, laughing again. - -“But I’m stuck fast! Look!” and Chunky tried to pull himself loose, but -he could not. - -“Oh yes, you are _stuck_ all right,” laughed Tum Tum. “But don’t let -that worry you. You are not in a trap. This is just one of those jungle -pools with sticky mud at the bottom. I often got stuck in them myself, -years ago.” - -“But how am I going to get out?” asked Chunky. “I’ve tried and tried -and tried, but I can’t!” - -“I’ll help you,” said Tum Tum. “Just wait until I get hold of you with -my trunk. Then I’ll pull you right out of that mud. Just you wait, -Chunky!” - -So Chunky waited, and Tum Tum, the jolly elephant, going as close to -the edge of the pool as he dared without danger of getting stuck in the -mud himself, stretched out his trunk, and wound it around Chunky as if -the little boy hippo were a bundle. - -“Now, all ready!” cried Tum Tum. - -Then he gave a haul and a pull and another one. There was a squidgy-idgy -sound, a sort of squeaking in the mud, just as when you step on a rubber -ball, and out came Chunky as nicely as you please. - -“There you are!” cried Tum Tum, as he set the little boy hippo down on -a firm place in the ground where Chunky could step without sinking in. -“Now you’re all right!” - -“Yes, thank you, I am,” said Chunky, for, though you may not know it, -jungle animals are often kind to one another, and they do not scratch -or bite one another unless they are very hungry or very angry. So -Chunky was polite to Tum Tum. - -“Take care, after this,” went on the elephant, “not to step into a pool -when you can not see the bottom.” - -“I’ll be careful,” promised Chunky. - -Then he and Tum Tum walked through the jungle, and the elephant reached -up, with his long trunk, and picked green leaves off the trees, putting -them where Chunky could get them. - -[Illustration: “Out came Chunky as nicely as you please”] - -For many months after this Chunky lived in the jungle on the edge -of the river, which he had known ever since he was a baby hippo. He -ate lots of green grass and roots, learning to dig the last from the -bottom of the river with his big front teeth. And Chunky grew to be a -large hippo, though he was not yet full size, and only about a year -old. Mumpy, his sister, and Bumpy, his brother, also grew larger and -stronger, as they also ate grass and roots. - -After having lived for quite a while in their home among the reeds near -the place in the river where the crocodile had caught Chunky, the hippo -family moved on to a new spot, where the grass was better and where -there were not so many crocodiles. - -“It is getting too dangerous around here for the little ones,” said -Mrs. Hippo one day, when the little-girl hippo who lived next door had -been carried off by one of the biting animals. - -So Chunky and his family moved away. It was very easy for them to move. -All they had to do was to walk on the ground or swim in the river. They -did not have to pack up or take anything with them. That is one of the -nice parts of being a jungle animal. It’s so easy to move. - -“I hope I’ll see Tum Tum again where we are going,” thought Chunky, -remembering how the jolly elephant had helped him. “I like him very -much.” - -But though the hippo boy looked all over the jungle, near his new home, -he did not meet Tum Tum. Sometimes he could hear the wild elephants -trumpeting in the forest, or crashing their way among the big trees. -But Chunky could not see any of them, and he wondered if the hunters, -led by Tum Tum, were after the big animals to catch them for a circus. - -And then, one day, after Chunky had been playing in the river with his -brother and sister, and had gone on shore to rest, he thought it would -be nice to take a walk by himself. - -“Maybe I’ll have an adventure, just as Tum Tum did, and somebody will -put it in a book,” said Chunky to himself. - -He did not know what was going to happen to him, or he would not have -wished for the kind of adventure that came to him. - -So, saying nothing to any of the other hippos about what he was going -to do, Chunky set off by himself. He walked along and along, now and -then stopping to chew a bit of grass in his big mouth, when all at once -he happened to see a path leading off through the jungle. - -“Maybe if I go along that path,” thought Chunky to himself, “I’ll meet -Tum Tum again. I wish I could. I’ll try it!” - -So he started off along that path. But he had not gone very far when, -all at once, he felt the ground sinking away from under him, just as -it feels to you when you go down in an elevator. Down and down went -Chunky, and a lot of sticks and leaves went with him. - -“Oh, I’m going to be stuck in the mud again!” he cried. - -But he was not. Instead, he suddenly landed with a hard bump and a -thump on the ground. It was quite dark around him. - -Chunky looked up. He could see some blue sky above him, but all around -were walls of dark, brown earth. - -“Why!” exclaimed Chunky, “I’m in a hole――a deep hole! I must try to get -out!” - -So he raised himself up a little on his hind feet――not very far for he -was very heavy――and he tried to reach the top of the hole. - -But Chunky could not. The top was far above his head. Then he looked -around him once more. All he could see was dirt, sticks and leaves. - -“Oh, I know what’s happened!” cried Chunky. “I’ve fallen into a -pit-trap! That’s it! I’ve fallen into a trap, and I’m caught! Oh, dear!” - -Then Chunky was not the happy hippo――at least just then. He was sad. -For he really had walked across a hidden pit along the jungle path, -and was caught. There was no getting out of the deep hole. Chunky was -surely caught. - - - - -CHAPTER VI - -CHUNKY TAKES A TRIP - - -Poor Chunky did not know what to do. He could hardly move around on the -bottom of the hole, because it was so small. It had not been made to -catch him, but he did not know that. The black hunters who had dug the -pit hoped to catch in it a small deer. Chunky was really a little too -big for the pit-trap, but it was too late to think of that now. He was -in it. - -“Oh dear!” thought Chunky, “I wonder if any of my friends will come to -help me out? I wish Tum Tum would come. He could lift me out with his -strong trunk. I’ll call him.” - -So, in a sort of grunting voice, Chunky called: - -“Tum Tum! where are you? Please come and get me out of the hole!” - -After he had called the name of his big animal friend Chunky kept still -and listened. He could hear nothing but the sounds of the jungle all -about him. He could not see anything except the earth sides of the deep -pit. - -“Tum Tum! where are you? Come and help me out of this hole!” called the -hippo boy, in animal talk of course. - -But no one answered him. He could hear the birds in the jungle making -their queer noises, not at all like the sweet sound your canary makes. -The birds screamed instead of singing, though now and then one or -another would utter a pleasant note. - -And the monkeys! How they chattered! Other animals ran here and there -through the jungle, going to get something to eat or something to -drink. None of them, however, paid any attention to Chunky’s calls. Tum -Tum did not answer him, because the jolly elephant was far away; and if -any of the other jungle animals heard what Chunky was saying, they did -not reply to him. Perhaps they, too, were in some sort of trouble, or -they may have been busy. - -“Well, I guess no one is coming to help me out of this hole,” said -Chunky to himself, after a while. “Oh, dear! I wish I’d been more -careful, and had not stepped on the dried leaves over the hole. Then I -wouldn’t have fallen in!” - -But it was too late to think of that now. Chunky knew he must try to -get out before the black or white hunters came, for that he was in a -pit dug by these men the hippo boy very well knew. Tum Tum, as well as -his father and mother, had told him about such places and had warned -him to be careful. - -“I _must_ get out!” thought Chunky. - -So he turned and twisted himself about on the bottom of the pit, and -tried to raise himself up to look over the top, but he could not. In -the first place he was too heavy to raise himself up very far on his -hind legs. If he had been Lightfoot, the leaping goat, about whom some -stories have been told you, Chunky might have done this, or he might -even have jumped out of the pit. But, as it was, he could only bob up a -little way and then drop back again. - -“Maybe I could dig my way out with my big, long teeth, the same as I -dig up the grass roots at the bottom of the river,” thought Chunky to -himself. “Oh, dear! I wish I were back in the river now! I’m going to -try to dig myself out.” - -But though Chunky’s front teeth, or tusks, answered well enough for -digging up grass or lily roots on the bottom of the river, where the -mud was soft, they were not made for digging in the hard, earthen sides -of the pit. The hippo boy could only make a few scratches, and these -did him no good. - -“It’s of no use!” sadly thought Chunky. “I guess I’ll have to stay -here. But if only Tum Tum would come! I’ll call him again!” - -So lifting up his head, with his big, broad nose pointing toward the -opening at the top of the pit, Chunky called: - -“Tum Tum! Please come and help me!” - -He waited, but no one answered. The jolly elephant was still far away. -Pretty soon, however, a little bird perched itself on top of a tree -where it could look down into the pit. The bird saw the hippo and heard -his big voice calling. - -“My! what a funny way you have of singing,” remarked the bird. - -“I am not _singing_,” answered Chunky. - -“Not singing? Then what do you call it?” asked the bird, looking down -at Chunky, its little head on one side, just as your canary often looks -at you. - -“No, I wasn’t singing,” went on Chunky. “I can’t sing――at least not -like you. I was calling for my friend Tum Tum, the jolly elephant, to -come and help me get out of this hole.” - -“What did you want to go and get in the hole for?” asked the bird, -somewhat pertly. - -“I didn’t want to,” Chunky explained patiently. “I fell in. This isn’t -a regular hole. It’s a trap. It was all covered with leaves, sticks and -grass, and I didn’t see it until I stepped right into it. Now I can’t -get out unless my friend Tum Tum comes and lifts me out with his big, -strong trunk, as he lifted me out of the mud. Oh, if Tum Tum were only -here!” - -“Maybe I can find him for you,” said the bird kindly, realizing now -that Chunky was in a sad plight. - -“I wish you would!” exclaimed Chunky. “You can fly all over the jungle. -Perhaps you will see Tum Tum, the jolly elephant. If you do, please -tell him to come and help me.” - -“I will,” promised the bird. - -“And tell him to hurry, please,” went on Chunky. “If I don’t get out of -here soon, the black or white hunters――whoever made this pit――will come -and get me, and then maybe they’ll put me in a circus.” - -“What’s a circus?” asked the bird. - -“I don’t know, but Tum Tum does,” answered Chunky. “He was in one long -ago. He can tell you what a circus is when you find him to ask him to -come to help me.” - -“So he can!” chirped the bird. “Well, I’ll go off and see if I can find -your jolly elephant friend for you. Good-bye, Chunky. Don’t worry; I’ll -get Tum Tum to help you.” - -“Good-bye, birdie, and thank you,” said the hippo boy. - -Then the bird flew away across the jungle, and the hippo stayed at the -bottom of the pit-trap, waiting for what would happen next. Though he -did not know it, his real adventures had begun, and he was to have a -great many. - -Away flew the bird over the jungle, but it did not find Tum Tum, at -least in time to be of any use to Chunky. The jolly elephant was -helping the white hunters catch some wild elephants for the circus. -And, while this was going on, along came the black hunters who had dug -the pit into which Chunky had fallen. The black hunters were Africans, -and they had on very little clothing, for it was very hot. - -Along the jungle path they came, with their spears and guns――for the -white hunters had sold the black hunters guns――jabbering and talking -in their own language. This would have sounded very queer to you, but -no queerer than your talk would sound to those black Africans. And it -sounded queer to Chunky, who heard it, down in the bottom of the pit as -he was. But then his way of talking in animal language sounded queer to -the black hunters, so matters were even, you see. - -“I wonder if we have caught anything in our trap,” said one black -hunter to another, as he walked along the jungle. - -“I hope we have a nice deer, so we can have a good meal,” observed -another. - -They were close, now, to the pit they had dug, and the black men walked -more softly along the jungle path, for they wanted to see what was in -their trap without being seen. One of them went carefully up and looked -in. When he saw Chunky, the hippo boy, at the bottom, the black man -gave a cry of delight. - -“Oh, we have caught a hippo! We have caught a young hippo!” he shouted, -leaping about and waving his sharp spear over his head. “It is much -better than a goat or a pig, for we shall have much more meat to eat. -Ho! for the hippo!” - -Of course the black hunter talked in his own language which his -friends, the other hunters, understood. They gathered with him about -the edge of the pit and looked down. They could see poor Chunky there, -though, of course, they did not know his name. - -“Ha!” cried the black hunters. “We shall have a fine meal now! We shall -have lots to eat!” - -For the reason they had dug the pit in the jungle was to get something -to eat. They had no store or market where they could go to buy -anything. When they were hungry they had to hunt pigs, elephants or -hippos with their guns or spears, or trap them in pits or nets. - -“We must get him out of the pit,” said the first black hunter. “We -cannot cook him and eat him if he is down there.” - -Chunky did not understand what the men were saying, and he did not -know what they were going to do to him. But he soon found out. The men -brought long ropes, made from twisted jungle vines, and lowered them -down into the pit. They did not dare jump down themselves, for though -Chunky was only a little hippo, compared to the grown ones, still he -was strong, and his big teeth could bite very hard. The black hunters -wanted to tie him with ropes before they lifted him out. - -So down into the pit they dangled their strong vine ropes. Chunky saw -them coming and felt them on his back, but he could not get out of the -way of them. Soon they were tangled about his legs and body, and then, -all the black hunters pulling together, they lifted the hippo out of -the hole. - -Chunky grunted and wiggled, but it was of no use. He could not get away -from the ropes that were soon wound all about him. - -Then just as one of the black hunters was about to stick him with a -spear, to kill him, suddenly there was a loud noise in the jungle that -made the black hunters look in the direction from which it sounded. - -They saw, coming toward them, some white men with black men――servants -to carry their guns, tents and boxes of food. It was a party of white -hunters out seeking wild animals. - -“What have you there?” asked the leader of the white hunters of the -head of the black hunters――the one who had first looked down at Chunky -in the pit. “What have you there?” - -“We have a small hippo,” was the answer. - -“And what are you going to do with him?” - -“We are going to eat him, for we are hungry, and he has much meat on -him――he is nice and fat.” - -“Oh, don’t kill him!” said the white hunter. “I will buy him from you -alive, and I’ll take him to a far-off land where people who do not see -many hippos can see him. I can sell him to a circus. Don’t kill the -little hippo. Sell him to me. Then you can buy other things to eat.” - -“Well, we will do that,” said the black hunter. “But how can you carry -this hippo alive to a far country?” - -“I’ll show you,” answered the white hunter. “Leave him to me. Here are -lots of beads and copper rings and looking glasses that flash in the -sun like silver. I will give you these for the hippo.” - -The black hunters liked very much the pretty things the white man had, -so they took them and let him take Chunky, though of course the white -man, as yet, did not know the hippo’s name. - -“Make me a strong cage of jungle vines and poles of wood,” said the -white hunter to his black helpers. “In the cage we will carry the hippo -through the jungle until we come to the ‘great water,’ as you call the -ocean. There, in a ship, I can take him to America, where I live. Make -me a strong cage for the hippo.” - -So they made a strong cage for Chunky, and when he was put in it and -the ropes slipped off him, he could stand up, and move about, though he -could not get out. And oh! how hot and tired and cramped and thirsty he -was! How he would have liked to take a swim in his river, dive down out -of sight and chew some of the sweet grass roots! But this was not to be. - -Chunky was caught, and was in a cage, and, pretty soon, many of the -black men with the white hunter, taking hold of poles thrust through -the cage, began carrying Chunky through the jungle. - -The little hippo boy was being taken away. He was beginning a very long -trip, and on it he was to have many adventures. - -“Oh, dear!” thought Chunky, as he felt himself being lifted up and -carried along. “I guess that bird didn’t find Tum Tum and tell him to -come and help me! I wonder what is going to happen to me?” - -And well might Chunky, the happy hippo, wonder. He did not feel very -happy now, but better times were coming, though he did not know it. - -[Illustration: “The little hippo boy was being taken away”] - - - - -CHAPTER VII - -CHUNKY’S NEW FRIENDS - - -Along through the jungle jogged the black men, carrying the cage with -Chunky in it. Now and then the black men would sing a funny song. At -least it would have sounded queer to you, for it was like a lot of -coughs, sneezes, hiccoughs and giggles. But it was a song the men often -sang as they marched, so the way would not seem so long, nor their -burdens so heavy, and Chunky was quite a heavy load, let me tell you! - -After a while the men stopped in the jungle, to make a fire and cook -something to eat. Farther back, the other black hunters who had caught -Chunky and sold him to the white man, were doing the same thing. They -had found a deer, which one of them speared, and they cooked it. - -The cage, with Chunky in it, was set down in the jungle, not far from -the fire the men made to cook their meal. This was the first time the -hippo had seen a blaze, and, for a time, he was frightened, as are all -jungle animals at the sight of fire. But, after a bit, when Chunky -found that the fire did not come near him, he was not so much afraid. -But he was very hungry for some grass, and he wanted very much to swim -in a lot of water, and wallow in the mud. - -Pretty soon, when it had grown dark in the jungle, and the black men -were eating their meal, along came the white hunter. - -“Have you given that little hippo anything to eat?” he asked the black -men. - -“No,” they answered, “we have not.” - -“Well, you’d better do so,” said the white man. “He is hungry, as well -as you. And I want him to be nice and fat and strong when I put him on -the ship to take him to America to the circus. Get him some grass and -water.” - -Then two or three of the black men, putting their fingers in their -mouths, and sucking them, which was their way of cleaning them instead -of using napkins, went down to the river bank, near which they were -camped, and pulled up a lot of grass for Chunky. They also brought him -water in hollow gourds, which were as large as a water pail. They knew -the hippo liked lots of water. - -My! how thirsty Chunky was! He drank almost a barrel full, it seemed, -and then he ate some of the grass the men tossed into his cage. It -tasted good, and he felt better after that. - -The men went to sleep around their jungle fire then, and Chunky, -having had something to drink and something to eat, fell asleep also. - -You might have thought, being carried away from his home as he was, -Chunky would have felt so bad that he could not sleep. I know you -would, but animals are not like that――especially jungle animals. As -long as Chunky had enough to eat he was pretty well satisfied. - -And though back in the jungle his father and mother missed him, they -did not worry much. When night came and Chunky was not home, Bumpy and -Mumpy, his brother and sister, asked Mrs. Hippo: - -“Where is Chunky?” - -“I don’t know,” she replied. “He may be lost in the jungle or he may -have gone away. He is getting old enough, now, to look after himself. I -guess he is all right.” - -And so, after a little while, Chunky’s folks forgot all about him, and -went to sleep too. They did not know that the little boy hippo was -being taken on a long journey. - -Early in the morning Chunky, in his wooden cage, awoke in the jungle -camp. It is so hot in Africa that when hunters travel they do so early -in the morning and late in the afternoon. At mid-day the sun is too hot -to walk out in it. - -So, after breakfast, Chunky being given more grass and water, the black -men picked up his cage again and set off. As they went along under the -jungle trees, Chunky could hear, overhead, many monkeys chattering away. - -“Oh, look at that poor hippo the hunters have caught,” said one. “Isn’t -it too bad! I wouldn’t want to be in a cage.” - -“Oh, I don’t mind it so much as I did at first,” said Chunky, speaking -to the monkeys in jungle talk, which the black men and white men could -not understand. “I’ve had enough to eat and drink and no one is hurting -me. No crocodiles can get me here.” - -“Well, you certainly are a happy chap,” went on the monkey who, by -leaping from branch to branch overhead in the trees, easily kept up -with the marching men carrying Chunky. “What makes you so jolly?” - -“I guess I must have caught it from Tum Tum, the elephant,” was the -answer, and Chunky actually opened his big mouth as if he were smiling. - -“Oh, I know Tum Tum!” cried one of the monkeys. “He’s a jolly elephant -who once was in a circus. And he knows a friend of ours.” - -“Who?” asked another chattering chap. - -“Mappo, the merry monkey,” was the answer. “Don’t you remember Mappo, -who used to live in the jungle with us?” - -“Oh, yes!” - -“Well, he went away, and, for a long time we did not see him.” - -“Yes,” said the other monkeys. “That’s so!” - -“Well, he was caught and sent to a circus, and that is where Tum Tum -was, only he’s out now. Maybe you’ll go to a circus, Chunky,” said the -monkey. - -“Maybe,” agreed the happy hippo, who smiled again. “I guess it won’t be -so bad. Tum Tum was telling me about it. Yes, I think I would like to -go to a circus.” - -“Tum Tum said Mappo liked it,” put in another monkey, with a queer -twist to his tail. “Mappo did tricks, and he had a lot of adventures -and had a book written about him.” - -“Do you know what that is like?” asked Chunky. “I heard Tum Tum speak -of adventures and a book.” - -“No, I don’t know,” was the answer. “I never heard of a book except -from Tum Tum, and I don’t believe he really knows what it is.” - -“Well, perhaps if I go to a circus I shall find out,” went on Chunky. - -“Do you want us to go and get Tum Tum, and have him break your cage -with his big feet and strong trunk, so you can get out?” asked a -white-whiskered monkey. - -Chunky thought about this for a while, as the black men carried him -through the jungle, while the monkeys leaped along in the tree tops -overhead. - -“No,” said the hippo boy after a while. “I guess you don’t need to -bother Tum Tum, though it’s kind of you to offer. I sent a little bird -to find him, but I guess my elephant friend is too far away. - -“Besides, I think I won’t try to break loose. I feel very good here, -though I wish my cage was a bit larger. But I’ve had water to drink, -and sweet grass to eat, and I am having a nice ride. I think I’ll stay -longer and see what else happens to me. I want to have some adventures -and be put in a book.” - -“All right, then we won’t get Tum Tum,” said the monkey who had offered -to try to find the elephant. “And, Chunky, if you do get in a circus, -and see our old friend Mappo, give him our love, will you?” - -“I’ll certainly do that!” promised the hippo boy. - -Then, all at once, the hissing of a snake was heard, and as monkeys are -very much afraid of snakes, they gave loud chatters and scurried away -through the jungle, leaving Chunky in his cage being carried along by -the black hunters. - -For many mornings and afternoons the white men and their black helpers, -who were out to get live animals for circuses and parks in big cities, -traveled on through the jungle. They caught two more hippos, though -neither was as large as Chunky, and they caught other animals and -birds, all of which were carefully put in cages to be carried to the -ship to go across the sea. - -Chunky felt happier now that he had some friends with him, and he was -especially glad there were two more hippos. - -“Now I shall not be lonesome,” he said to his new friends, in animal -talk. “How did you come here?” - -“I was caught in a big net as I went through the jungle,” said Short -Tooth, one of the hippos that had one tusk which was shorter than the -other. - -“And I was caught as I was swimming in the river with my mother,” said -the other hippo, which was named Gimpy by Chunky and Short Tooth. Gimpy -walked a little lame from having stepped on a sharp stone when he was a -baby, cutting his foot. - -So the three hippos were kept in cages close together, and were carried -through the jungle, down toward the seacoast, with the other wild -animals. Chunky made friends with them all, for he was a happy chap, -and tried to look on the bright side of everything――as much as any -animal can. - -“We might be a good deal worse off,” he said to a young lion who was -grumbling because he had been caught and put in a cage. “Just think, -here we have all we want to eat without ever going after it.” - -“Burr-r-r-r-r!” growled the lion. “I don’t like it at all! I want to -get out of here!” and he leaped about, scratching and clawing at the -wooden bars of his cage until the black hunters cried in fright and ran -away. But one of the white men came and stood near the lion’s cage and -spoke to the lion, which was a small cub. - -“Be quiet!” said the white man, though of course the lion could not -tell what the man was saying. “Be quiet, little King of Beasts! You -shall have good meat to eat, clean water to drink and you need never -hunt for food again. Besides, you are going to be in a circus! Be -quiet!” - -And the man spoke in such a kind way that the lion was quiet. - -Then the white man, who was the head, or chief, of the others out -looking for live wild animals, came over to where the hippos were in -their cages. - -“Three of you, eh?” he said, though of course Chunky could not -understand what he said. “Three nice hippos! Well, you will be worth a -lot of money if I can get you across the ocean safely and to the big -city. There I can sell you to a circus or a menagerie in the park. - -“Ha! You are a fat, chunky chap!” the man went on, looking at our -hippo. “And you seem quite contented. I should even say you were happy -by the way you smile,” continued the white man, for, just then, Chunky -opened his mouth as wide as he could. Perhaps he was only yawning, -sleepy-like, but it looked like a big laugh. - -“Yes, you are quite fat, I think Chunky would be a good name for you,” -went on the white hunter, and so the hippo was named over again, the -same name his mother’s friend had given him in the jungle. - -For many more days the white and black men traveled on with the live -animals they had caught. Then, one morning, after quite a long march, -Chunky noticed that the black men suddenly stopped singing and broke -into loud cries. They seemed quite happy. - -“What do you suppose has happened?” asked Gimpy, as he stood up in his -traveling cage. - -“I don’t know,” answered Short Tooth. “Maybe they have caught an -elephant.” - -“I hope it’s my friend, Tum Tum,” thought Chunky. “I’d like to see him -now.” - - - - -CHAPTER VIII - -CHUNKY ON A SHIP - - -Standing up in the cage made of jungle vines, Chunky, the happy -hippo――happy even though he had been caught and taken away from -home――listened, hoping to hear the trumpeting of his friend, Tum Tum, -the jolly elephant. But no such sound came. Instead, the black men -shouted more loudly than before, and began dancing. - -“What is it all about?” asked Chunky of some monkeys who had been -caught a few days before. “Why are the men shouting?” - -“I think it’s because they can see the ocean from the top of the hill,” -returned one monkey. “I can smell the salt air. I remember it; for -once, years ago, a troop of monkeys of which I was one, came down to -the seashore. It smells now just as it did then.” - -“But why should the black men be glad to get to the ocean?” asked -Chunky. - -“I can tell you why,” growled the lion. “It means they have come safely -through the jungle with us animals, and do not have to march and carry -us any more. I know, for I heard a lion friend of my father’s tell -about it. He was caught and carried through the jungle to the sea, -ready to be put on a big floating house and sent across the ocean. But -he got away and ran back into the jungle. - -“And now they are going to take _us_ away. I’m not going! I’m going to -break out of my cage!” and once more the lion roared and tried to break -loose, but he could not. - -“Quiet! Quiet!” said the white hunter in a gentle voice, but the lion -roared, and would not be still. - -“You are very silly,” said Chunky. “You can’t get out, and you may as -well make the best of it. Being in a circus may not be so bad. Tum Tum -liked it.” - -“But I am not Tum Tum!” roared the lion, and he would not be quiet -until they gave him a lot of meat. When he chewed on that he could not -very well roar. - -It was the sight of the ocean that had made the black men shout so -joyfully, and soon Chunky, in his cage, was carried down to a spot from -which he could see what, at first, he thought was a big river. But it -was the sea, not a river. - -“I think we’ll give the hippos a bath,” said the head white hunter -to his men, though the animals, of course, did not know what he was -saying. “The hippos like lots of water,” went on the man, “and they -haven’t had a chance to get a good soaking since we caught them. Take -their cages down to the ocean and dip them in, but don’t let the -animals out.” - -Chunky, Short Tooth and Gimpy did not know what was going to happen -to them when they found themselves being lifted up again and carried -forward. But they soon found out. - -Long ropes were fastened to their cages, and they were dipped right -down into the salty ocean. This was the first time Chunky or any of the -other hippos had been in salt water, for the rivers where they lived -in the jungle were of fresh water, though it was muddy. But salt water -or fresh is all the same to a hippo, except for taking a drink. They -like to swim in one as well as in the other, and often, when the jungle -where the hippos live is near the sea, they spend all day in the ocean, -near shore and travel inland at night to feed. - -So, though it was the first time Chunky had had a salt bath, he and his -two friends liked it. In their cages they sank away down on the sandy -bottom of the ocean near the shore, closing their nose holes, so as not -to swallow any of the briny water. - -Short Tooth thought he could break out of his cage while he was in it -under water, and he tried, but it was of no use. The black men knew -how to make cages strong enough to hold even a young hippo. - -“Ah ha! Now I feel fine!” cried Chunky, as they raised his cage out of -the ocean, and he puffed and blew out the air from his nose, which he -had kept closed under water. “I feel just dandy!” - -Of course Chunky didn’t use the word “dandy,” but he used one in animal -talk which means the same thing, only it would be too hard for you to -pronounce if I put it in here. - -“What makes you so happy?” asked one of the monkeys, who sat in -his cage near the shore, really shivering, though the day was -warm――shivering as he saw how the hippos liked the cool water. - -“I am happy because I hope I am going to be in a circus,” said Chunky. - -“Well, I’m not!” growled the lion; “though I am feeling a little better -since they fed me.” - -“Chunky is always happy,” said Gimpy. “He has been jolly ever since -I’ve known him.” - -“Yes, so he has,” added Short Tooth, as he stood up to let the water -drip off him. - -“Well, why shouldn’t I be?” asked Chunky. “It’s true I’ve been taken -away from the river I liked so well, away from the jungle, away from -my father and mother, away from Mumpy, my sister, and Bumpy, my funny -brother. But what of that? I’d have had to leave them some day, anyhow, -and why not now? Besides, I am going to be in a circus, and I may meet -Mappo, the merry monkey.” - -“I wish I could be jolly, like you,” said one of the monkeys. - -“Well, just think what fun you may be going to have, and not about the -trouble you’re in now, and you’ll be happy,” said the hippo, and he -opened his mouth as wide as he could. - -The black hunters, who were just then bringing up great quantities of -grass for the hippos to eat, thought Chunky was opening his mouth to -take a big bite of the food, but, instead, he was smiling because he -felt so jolly. It’s hard to tell, sometimes, when a hippo is laughing, -or when he is smiling, or when he just opens his mouth to eat, but once -you learn to know the difference, you’ll never make a mistake. Chunky -was smiling. - -None of the other wild animals that had been caught in the jungle and -brought to the sea, felt as happy as Chunky did, though the other two -hippos were pretty jolly. Having a bath in the sea and getting sweet -grass to eat made them that way, I guess. - -And now began a busy time, for all the animal cages――in some of -which were lions, big apes, snakes, monkeys, and deer with big -horns, besides the hippos――had to be hoisted up into the ship, or the -“floating house,” as some of the jungle beasts called it. In this ship -the animals would be carried across the ocean from Africa to America, -where they were to be put on exhibition in circuses or in zoological -parks or in menageries. - -Of course Chunky and his friends knew nothing of this. They did not -even know what a circus was, though Chunky had heard Tum Tum talk about -one, and about books and adventures. - -“I shall be very glad to get to a circus, I think, and off this -floating house, or whatever it is,” thought Chunky, when the ship had -started. Chunky was in his cage up on deck, as were his two hippo -friends and some of the larger animals. The others were under the deck, -in the hold of the ship. - -“I don’t like this at all,” Chunky said to the other hippos. “It’s too -swishy-swashy like!” - -He meant the ship was rolling to and fro, and pitching and tossing up -and down with the waves, for it was soon out of sight of land, and -going far away from Africa and the jungle. - -Though Chunky and his friends were used to being tossed about in the -river, when they played tag and other water games, this motion of the -ship was different. It made some of the animals seasick, and the lion, -especially, was quite sad and miserable. He grumbled and growled, but -he was too sick to roar, and Chunky, too, did not feel as well as when -he had been carried through the jungle in the vine cage. - -“Still, I suppose I might be worse,” thought the hippo. “I might have -nothing to eat or be chased by a crocodile,” and he sort of looked down -cross-eyed at his nose, which was scarred by the teeth of the crocodile -that had bit Chunky. - -Indeed Chunky and the other animals had all they wanted to eat, and -were kindly treated, for the men who had bought them from the black -hunters wanted the animals to be well and strong when they were taken -off the ship. So Chunky, Short Tooth, Gimpy and all the rest were well -treated, though of course they were not allowed to go around loose. - -On and on steamed the big ship with its load of animals. There was -nothing much Chunky could do except eat and sleep and drink water. He -wanted a bath, but there seemed to be no way of giving him one. - -However, one day, as an animal man passed along the deck and looked -in at the hippos, he saw that their skin was very dry and that it was -getting hard and cracking open. - -“That will never do!” he said to the captain. “We must fix it so the -hippos can have a bath.” - -“How can we?” asked another animal man. - -“Very easily,” put in the captain. “I’ll get a big wooden tank up on -deck. We can pump it full of sea water from a hose and let the hippos -have a bath in it.” - -“That will be just the thing for them!” said the animal man. “Get a -tank for the hippos.” - -The sailors soon made one, for I guess sailors can do almost anything. -On deck a big wooden box as large as a room in your house, was set, and -water was pumped into this. It was salt water from the ocean in which -the ship was steaming along, but the hippos liked salt water to wash in -as well as fresh, as I have told you. - -“Now we’re all ready,” said the animal man. “We’ll hoist the hippos up, -one at a time in their cages, and dip them into the tank.” - -Chunky and the others rather hoped they might be allowed to come out of -their cages and splash around loose in the water tank, but this could -not be. They might have gotten out and run all about the ship, not -knowing any better. So they had to stay in their jungle cages still. - -“Oh, but this is fine!” cried Chunky, as he sank down in the water and -let it soak into his hard, dry skin. “This is fine!” - -“Just what we wanted!” said Short Tooth. - -“Couldn’t be better!” gurgled Gimpy, as he let the water come up over -his back. - -“How happy those hippos seem,” said a giraffe. He had stuck his head -out of a hole in the deck, for he was down below, though he could look -out, as he was very tall and had a long neck. - -“Yes, they are happy,” said the lion. “Especially the one they call -Chunky. I never saw such a jolly chap. He thinks he’s going to have -lots of fun in a circus; but wait until he sees how it is! Then he -won’t open his big mouth and smile any more.” - -The hippos liked the tank so much that the animal man said they could -stay in it during the rest of the voyage. It was not so deep but what -they could put their heads out to breathe, and this just suited Chunky -and the others. - -One day, when they had been steaming over the ocean a long while, the -sun went under some clouds and it became very dark, though it was not -night. The sailors ran here and there about the ship, making everything -fast. - -“We are going to have a bad storm!” cried the captain. “I hope none of -the animals will get loose.” - -“We must take the hippos out of the tank, and tie their cages fast on -deck,” said the animal man. But, before that could be done, the storm -came and the ship was in the midst of wind and rain. - - - - -CHAPTER IX - -CHUNKY FALLS OVERBOARD - - -The storm was a very hard one, and it tossed the ship, large as she -was, up and down and sidewise. Sometimes it seemed as if the steamer -would go entirely down under the water, and again it seemed as if -she would be tossed up to the angry clouds that blew along so fast -overhead. The wind blew the rain so hard that the water drops sounded -like hail stones. - -“What shall we do about those hippos?” asked the animal man of the -captain. “They are in the big tank, and that may slide overboard. It is -so big you can not very well make it fast.” - -“That is so,” answered the captain, who was wet through with the rain. -“We had better lift the hippos out in their small cages. Those we can -fasten to the deck more easily.” - -So, though it rained and it blew, and the ship pitched and tossed, the -sailors went to lift from the tank the small cages of the three hippos. - -First they hoisted up, with long ropes, the cage which Short Tooth -occupied. This hippo had not heard much of the storm, for he had stuck -his head under water. But as soon as he was lifted out and felt the -wind blowing across the deck, he knew there was great danger. - -“Oh, I wouldn’t like to be in the ocean now!” thought Short Tooth, as -he saw the big waves, almost as high as the masts of the ship. - -“Nor I,” added Gimpy, as he, in his cage, was lifted out of the tank. -“I’d be afraid.” - -Then it came the turn of Chunky to be lifted out. The sailors fastened -ropes to the top of his cage, and began to pull on them to raise him -out of the tank. All the while the ship was pitching and tossing, -sometimes almost going in under the big waves that sloshed around on -deck near the tank in which the hippos had been living. Some of the -bigger animal cages had been put below the deck to keep them from being -washed away. - -All of a sudden, just as Chunky’s cage was being lifted out, the ship -was struck by a very big wave――the largest yet. At the same time the -wind blew very hard and the rain came down twice as bad as before. - -“The rope is slipping!” cried one of the sailors, who was helping lift -Chunky out of the tank. “The hippo’s ropes are slipping!” - -“Hold them――don’t let him go overboard!” yelled the animal man. - -But one of the sailors must have gotten some rain in his eyes, or else -the ship went too deep into the water. How it happened, I can’t exactly -say, but the next instant the big water tank, in which Chunky and his -two friends had been kept for a while, slid off the deck into the ocean. - -At the same time a big wave struck the sailors who had hold of the -ropes on Chunky’s cage. They let go, and down the cage crashed to the -deck, with Chunky in it. - -“Ugh!” grunted Chunky as he came down with a thump. “Ugh! This is no -fun!” - -And it was even less fun when the cage broke, just as another big wave -came on deck. The first thing Chunky knew, he was out of his cage in -which he had been kept ever since he was taken from the jungle pit. Out -of the broken cage rolled Chunky, turning over and over on the slanting -deck like a queer football rolling down a cellar door. The cage went -one way and Chunky another. - -“Look! Look!” shouted some of the sailors, but they could hardly be -heard, for the storm was making so much noise. “Look! The happy hippo -is out of his cage!” - -And so Chunky was. I think it was nice of the sailors, even if they -were all excited in the storm, to call Chunky the “happy hippo,” for if -ever there was one, he was. - -[Illustration: “Splash! That was Chunky himself falling overboard”] - -“Get him!” yelled the animal man! “Get that hippo! He’s the best of the -three, and I want him for a circus! Get Chunky!” - -But this was more easily said than done. The deck of the ship, pitched -and tossed as it was in the storm, now looked like the slanting roof -of a house. Anything that was not fast to it would roll off. The other -hippo cages had been made fast. But Chunky’s, out of which he had been -tossed when it fell and broke, now began to slide down the wooden deck -toward the water. And Chunky himself, not being able to stand on the -slippery deck, began to slide too. Right toward the ocean slid the -hippo, not as happy now as he had been in the jungle. - -“Splash!” - -That was Chunky’s broken cage falling into the water off the deck of -the ship. - -“Look out that Chunky doesn’t fall in!” cried the captain. - -Some of the sailors, with ropes in their hands, made a rush, intending -to tie Chunky fast to the deck. But they were too late. - -“Splash!” - -That was Chunky himself falling overboard. Right into the salty ocean -he fell, off the deck of the ship, and then the ship steamed on, -leaving the hippo and his floating cage on the big ocean. For the ship -had to steam on, or else the big waves would have made her sink. - -As for Chunky, as soon as he found himself tossed into the water, he -did what he had been taught to do by his mother and father when he was -a little baby hippo. He closed his nose and mouth so he would not choke -in the water. Fresh water or salt water, did not matter to Chunky. As -soon as he jumped in, fell in, or was pushed in, shut went his nose and -mouth! - -Down, down, down in the ocean sank Chunky. He thought it safest to -sink down quite a way at first, until he saw what would happen next. -Besides, down under the waves it was quieter than on top, where they -were being tossed about by the wind. - -Hippos can dive, sink, float or swim as they please, almost like a big -fish, but they can not stay under water more than about ten minutes -without breathing. After ten minutes they have to come up to fill their -lungs with air. Then they can dive again. - -So Chunky dived down in the ocean. He did not know how deep it really -was, and at first had an idea he might go to the bottom and perhaps -find some grass or lily roots there. - -But the ocean was not like his jungle river, as he very soon found. It -was much deeper, and there did not seem, at least, in the part where he -was, to be any grass or other roots. - -“I guess I’d better not sink any deeper,” thought Chunky, after a bit. -“I can’t find any place on which to stand. I’ll go up and get some air. -I need it.” - -So he swam toward the top, and when he stuck his head out of the water, -to take a breath and to look around, he could see nothing except big -waves, ever so much bigger than any he had seen in his river. - -“Well, now that I am off that floating house, and out of my cage, now -that I can do as I please,” thought Chunky to himself, as he swam along -with just his nose and eyes out of water, “I guess I’ll go on shore and -back to my jungle. I’m free now, and I won’t go to the circus. I’ll go -back home.” - -Ah, Chunky little knew all that was going to happen to him, and the -adventures he was to have! - - - - -CHAPTER X - -CHUNKY IN THE CIRCUS - - -Chunky began to feel quite happy again. He felt that these were more -like the times when he had been in the jungle. But he did not open his -mouth to smile or to laugh, and there was a very good reason for this. -If he had opened his mouth, as he was swimming in the stormy ocean, he -would have swallowed a lot of salty water, and he did not want to do -that. So he kept his mouth closed tightly, and his nose holes also, -whenever a wave broke over him, which often happened. - -“Yes, I’ll swim back to shore and go to my jungle again,” thought -Chunky to himself. “I guess I don’t want to be in a circus, even if Tum -Tum said it was so jolly. I’m glad my cage fell and broke so I could -get out.” - -So Chunky began to swim. I have told you that hippos are very good -swimmers and divers in the water, and Chunky was one of the best. Even -if his legs were very short, he knew how to use them to paddle himself -through the ocean waves, and he was soon swimming in fine style. - -At first Chunky liked it, but, after awhile, he became tired. - -“I wonder how much farther away the shore is,” thought Chunky. “I ought -to be there pretty soon. And I wonder if I can get down to the bottom -of this big pond of water and dig up some grass roots to eat. I guess -I’ll try that.” - -Taking a long breath, so he would not have to come up to breathe for -about ten minutes, Chunky let himself sink under the waves. Down and -down he went, quite a distance in the ocean, but he did not come to the -bottom. That was more than a mile down, and quite too far for Chunky to -sink. - -As he was floating around in the water, big fish brushed by him, and -tried to talk to him, but he could not understand what they said. They -were asking him what kind of fish _he_ was, and, of course, he was not -a fish at all! - -Then, all of a sudden, a big shark, with a large mouth and very sharp -teeth, made a rush for Chunky, intending to bite him. - -“My!” thought the hippo. “This is as bad as the crocodile! I must get -away from here!” - -He began swimming toward the top as fast as he could go, and the shark -for some reason or other, not liking to go too near the surface, -stopped following Chunky. - -For two or three hours Chunky swam about in the ocean, and by that -time the storm had commenced to die down. The wind did not blow so hard -and the rain did not come down so heavily. The waves, too, were not so -large. - -“But it’s queer I don’t get to shore,” thought Chunky. He did not know -what a big place the ocean was, especially when one falls overboard in -the middle of it, as the young hippo had done. - -Chunky was beginning to feel tired now. He raised his head as far out -of the water as he could, and looked all about him. Afar off he saw a -black speck, and he remembered, once, when he had swum far out in the -jungle river, and looked back, the shore had seemed to him but a black -speck. - -“That must be the shore,” thought Chunky. “I’ll swim toward that. Then -I’ll be all right.” - -So Chunky swam toward the black speck, which, though it got larger, did -not seem large enough for the shore. And then Chunky noticed a queer -thing. When he stopped swimming, which he did now and then to rest his -legs, the black speck seemed to be coming toward him. - -And then, all at once, a lot of black smoke came out of the black speck -and Chunky knew what it was. It was the very ship off which he had -fallen earlier in the day during the storm. - -“Well,” thought Chunky to himself, “if I can’t get to shore, and it -doesn’t seem as if I was going to, I suppose I may as well go back to -that floating house. At least I can rest there, and, even if I have to -go to the circus, maybe it will be as jolly as Tum Tum said it would -be. Yes, I’ll go back to the ship.” - -At first, those on the steamer knew nothing of Chunky’s swimming about -in the ocean. They knew he had fallen overboard when his cage fell and -broke, but, if they thought any more about it, they must have thought -the hippo was drowned. And so there was much surprise when one of the -sailors cried: - -“I see something in the water! It looks like a big, black pig!” - -“A black pig!” exclaimed the captain. “More likely it’s a shark or a -whale!” - -However, the captain had the ship steered toward Chunky, where he was -swimming, and then, looking through a telescope, the captain saw what -really was in the water, and cried: - -“Why, there’s that hippo we lost overboard! Get ready, men, and we’ll -hoist him on deck again! Lower a boat.” - -The ship was steered close to Chunky where he floated in the water. -Then a rowboat was lowered, with some sailors in it, carrying ropes to -put about the hippo and hoist him on deck again. Of course Chunky might -have dived down, and, keeping under water, out of sight, he could have -swum far away. But he was tired, and quite ready to go back on deck -again. - -The small boat came close to him. At first some of the sailors were -afraid, and one called: - -“Look out that he doesn’t open his big mouth and bite our boat in two!” - -“Oh, he won’t do that!” said one of the animal men, who was in the -rowboat with the sailors. “This hippo is very good-natured and happy.” - -And Chunky showed that he was by letting the sailors put ropes around -him in the water, for they could not lift him out unless they did this. - -Once the ropes were fastened about Chunky, he was towed to the side -of the ship, and there, by means of a derrick, he was hoisted on deck -again. - -“There you are!” cried the animal man. “I’m glad to get you back again, -Chunky.” - -And so Chunky had fallen overboard and got back on the ship again, for -the vessel had not moved far from the spot where, in the storm, the -hippo had slid off the deck. - -Chunky was so tired from his swim, and from having been in the water -so long, that he was very easy to handle. He made no trouble at all, -though he had been wild in the jungle only a few weeks before, and had -never seen a man, white or black. He was put in another cage, and then -the ship kept on, for the storm was over. - -“Oh, so you are back with us again!” cried Gimpy, when he saw Chunky. - -“Yes,” was the answer. “I started to swim to shore, but it was too far. -I got tired, and then I saw this ship and swam toward it. I am glad to -be back.” - -“And we are glad to have you back,” said Short Tooth. “We were lonesome -without you. Now tell us about your adventure.” - -“I didn’t have any adventure,” said Chunky, in surprise. - -“Yes you did!” declared a monkey in the cage next to Chunky’s. -“Falling overboard was an adventure. I’ve heard Tum Tum tell about his -adventures, and some that Mappo, the merry monkey, had, and some of -them were no more exciting than yours. Tell us about it.” - -“Well, I didn’t suppose that was an adventure,” said Chunky. “But I’ll -tell you about it,” and he did, just as it is set down in this book, -which tells many more of Chunky’s adventures. - -“Well,” said the lion, who had listened to Chunky’s tale, “if _I_ ever -get off this ship I’ll never come back.” - -“Maybe you’ll be glad to,” said the happy hippo. “I was.” - -So the ship steamed on and on with its load of wild animals. There were -one or two other storms, but they did no damage, and no more cages -slid overboard. Another and larger tank was built for the hippos on -deck, and in this they took long baths each day. The animal men, for -there were several of them, would come around to feed and talk to the -different beasts. One special man always came to the hippos, and they -learned to know him and watch for him, for he brought them long, yellow -sweet vegetables every day. They were carrots, of which the hippos grew -very fond, though they never had had any in the jungle. - -“Why are you so good to the hippos?” one of the sailors asked this -animal man one day. - -“I want them to know and like me,” he answered. “Then I can teach them -a few tricks to do when they are in the circus.” - -“Ho! Ho!” laughed the sailor. “What tricks can a great, big clumsy -hippo do?” - -“Well, not very many, it is true,” admitted the animal man. “Not as -many as an elephant. But maybe I can teach Chunky to do a few.” - -The animal man seemed to like Chunky a little better than he did the -other two hippos, though he was kind to all three. Perhaps he saw that -Chunky was a little smarter than Gimpy or Short Tooth. - -After many days of steaming the ship came, at last, to a big city. -Chunky did not know it was a city, but he knew it was quite different -from his jungle. There were only a few trees here and there, and he -could see no rivers with nice, muddy, oozy banks on which he might -sleep. And it was very noisy, not at all like the jungle, where the -only noises were the wind blowing in the trees, the howling of animals, -the chatter of the monkeys, and the songs and screechings of birds. - -With the other animals, some of them still seasick, and most of them -very lonesome for the forest or jungle they had left, Chunky was -hoisted off the ship in his cage and put on a big wagon. He was drawn -through the city, but he could see nothing of it, for his cage was -covered with a big sheet of canvas, such as tents are made of. - -Then Chunky was taken to a large building, where his cage was set down -among those containing Gimpy, Short Tooth, the lion, the monkeys and -others. - -“What place are we in now?” asked Chunky of the monkey who knew Mappo -and Tum Tum. “Is this the circus?” - -“No, I guess it is just the beginning of it,” was the answer. “Tum Tum -said the circus was a jolly place. This isn’t!” - -And it was not, for it was just a sort of barn, or storehouse, where -the animals were kept until they were sold to circuses or park -menageries. - -For more than a month Chunky stayed in this animal barn. Every day he -could go into a tank, specially made for him and the other hippos, and -have a nice swim, though not for very far. - -And every day Chunky had grass or hay or bran-mash to eat, with -carrots, apples and other fruit. In fact he had much nicer things to -eat than he had had in the jungle, and he liked them very much. - -One day the man who looked after Chunky, feeding him and seeing that -the hippo had plenty of water to drink and swim in, came to the cage, -looked in, and said: - -“I think you are tame enough now, to be taught a trick or two.” - -“You can’t teach a hippo tricks!” said another man. “They are too -clumsy to stand on their heads.” - -“Well, I wouldn’t teach this one that kind of trick,” returned the -first man. “But I think I can get him to open his mouth wide when I -tell him to, and I’ll teach him to raise one leg and stand on only -three. They are not very hard tricks, but they will be something for -the circus, if ever we sell Chunky to one.” - -Of course Chunky did not understand this talk, nor did he know what the -man wanted when he stood in front of him and said: - -“Open your mouth, Chunky! Open your mouth!” - -Chunky did not open his mouth until he got ready, which was when he -wanted to take a bite of hay. And then, as he opened it wide, the man, -all of a sudden, gave Chunky some carrots, which he liked very much. - -“Every time you open your mouth wide when I tell you to, I’ll give you -some carrots,” the man said. - -Chunky did not understand this talk, either, but he soon came to know -that each time he opened his jaws as wide as he could when the man was -standing in front of him and making that, to Chunky, queer noise, he -would get one of the long, sweet, yellow vegetables; so, after a while, -all the man had to say was: - -“Open wide, Chunky!” - -Then the jaws would open like a big window, and you could look down -Chunky’s throat, which seemed to be lined with red flannel. - -“Ha!” cried the man. “Chunky has learned to do a trick! Now he is ready -for a circus.” - -And so Chunky was, for, besides learning to do the mouth trick, the -hippo had learned to be gentle, and not to try to bite the man who fed -him, knowing the man would not hurt him, but would be kind to him. The -man could go into the cage with Chunky and pat him on the head, and -Chunky rather liked that. - -Then, one day something new happened to the hippo, who was quite happy -once more; happier than he had been in the jungle. Some men brought a -new, small cage up beside Chunky’s big one, in which he stayed with -Short Tooth and Gimpy, and Chunky was gently pushed into the small -cage. He went readily enough, for he saw a pile of carrots in the small -cage. Once inside, the door was shut and the cage was wheeled away. - -“Oh! are you going to leave us?” asked Gimpy. - -“Why, it seems so!” replied Chunky, rather surprised. - -“Where are they taking you?” asked Short Tooth. - -“I don’t know,” answered Chunky. - -“I can tell you,” said an old elephant, who had lived in the animal -house many years. “You have been sold to a circus, Chunky, and they are -taking you there.” - -And so it happened. The next day Chunky found himself in a circus, but -what happened to him there I’ll save for the next chapter. - - - - -CHAPTER XI - -CHUNKY’S NEW TRICK - - -Chunky thought the circus was a very queer place. When the cage, on -wheels, in which he was kept, was drawn up for the first time on the -lot where the circus tent was pitched, the happy hippo thought he had -never before seen so many people. There was a big crowd trying to get -in the tents to look at the animals, watch the men and women ride -horses around the ring, jump from the trapezes, and see the clowns do -their funny tricks. Of course Chunky knew nothing of that. All he knew -was that he had been brought to the circus. He knew this much because -of what the elephant had said. - -The circus happened to stop in the town where Chunky was being kept, -and, as they needed a hippo, one of the men who owned the circus bought -Chunky. - -The circus had been traveling about from place to place, and Chunky’s -wagon, of which half was a tank containing water in which he could -float around, had been put on the car and hauled with the other circus -wagons. At first Chunky was afraid of the train of cars, but he soon -grew to like it. - -So the hippo really came to the show in the middle of the season, when -it was traveling from city to city. At what was the first performance -for Chunky, his cage was wheeled into the animal tent, and placed in a -ring next to a cage of monkeys on one side and a cage with a rhinoceros -in it on the other. - -“How do you do,” said Chunky, as politely as he could to the monkeys. - -“Who are you?” asked one of the big monkeys. - -“They call me Chunky, the happy hippo,” was the answer. “I used to live -in the jungle, but I fell into a pit and was caught, put on a ship, and -then I fell overboard into the ocean.” - -“My! you’ve had a lot of adventures!” said the monkey. - -“Did you say you just came from the jungle?” asked the rhinoceros. - -“Well, not long ago,” answered Chunky. - -“Oh, tell me about it!” begged the rhino. “I used to live in the jungle -myself, and I would like to hear about it again, though it is much -easier to live here in the circus, where you get all you want to eat. -Tell me about the jungle.” - -So Chunky told about swimming in the muddy river, of the crocodile that -bit him, and how Tum Tum had pulled him out of the mud. - -“Did I hear you speak of Tum Tum?” asked one of the elephants on the -other side of the animal tent. - -“Yes, I met him in the jungle,” said Chunky. “He said he used to be in -a circus. Perhaps you knew him.” - -“Know him? I should say I _did_!” trumpeted a large elephant. “Why, Tum -Tum used to be in this very circus! He was such a jolly fellow! We were -all sorry to see him go.” - -“Who’s that you’re speaking of?” asked a bear, who came into the tent -just then. He was dressed up like a clown. - -“We were speaking of Tum Tum,” said one of the elephants. “Here is a -hippo who has just joined our circus. He met Tum Tum in the jungle.” - -“I have been wondering what had become of him,” went on the bear, who -had been out in the ring doing some funny tricks with a clown. - -“Did you know Tum Tum?” asked Chunky. - -“I should say so!” laughed the bear. “My name is Dido, and I’m a -dancer. Why, Tum Tum once saved me and some other animals from a fire -when we were shut in our cages. He opened mine and the others’, and let -us out, so we did not get burned. Tum Tum is a great elephant! He has a -book written about his adventures. And so have I!” - -“So I heard,” said Chunky, and then he told more of the things that had -happened to him. - -“You’ll have a book written about you before you know it,” said one of -the monkeys. “You’ve had as many adventures already as Mappo, who was -one of us once.” - -“Yes, I met friends of his in the jungle,” said Chunky. - -Then he and the circus animals talked for some time, discussing -together how the show moved from place to place and how the animal -cages were put on railroad cars and hauled many miles, from one big -city to another. - -Out in the other tent there was music, as Chunky could hear. It was not -like the music the black Africans of the jungle made, and which Chunky -had heard when he and the other hippos ate at night near the jungle -towns. But it was music that Chunky liked. - -“Well, it is time for us to go into the rings and do our tricks,” said -one of the elephants, as the men came in to lead them away. - -“I wish I could do tricks outside my cage,” said Chunky. - -“Can you do any tricks at all?” asked Dido, the dancing bear. - -“Yes, I can open my mouth wide, and eat carrots,” said the happy hippo. -“See!” and he did his one and only trick. - -“Well, that is very nice,” said Dido, “but I guess it would hardly do -for the circus ring. You have to jump through hoops, or stand on your -head or turn somersaults to get taken out to the rings or the platforms -in the big tent, where the people sit down to watch you.” - -“I guess I’ll never be able to do any of those tricks,” said Chunky. “I -have only one.” - -But in a few days he learned another. It happened this way. - -Every circus day his wagon stood in a ring with the others in the -animal tent, and the people used to crowd about to look at him, at the -elephants, at Dido and the others. Then Chunky’s trainer, who had been -told about the mouth-opening trick, would call: - -“Open, Chunky!” and open would go his big mouth. - -“Oh-o-o-o-o!” all the people would cry, and one little boy said: - -“I wouldn’t want to fall down _his_ throat. I’d never get up -again――never!” - -“No, indeed!” said the little boy’s mother. - -So Chunky did his only trick, and wished he could do more, and pretty -soon he did. One day a keeper was tossing loaves of bread to the -elephants who stood in line, that time, next to Chunky’s wagon. One of -the loaves was not thrown straight, and went toward Chunky’s cage. - -Now the happy hippo happened to be hungry; so he opened his mouth as -wide as he could, as he saw the loaf of bread coming his way, and right -in it went. And Chunky chewed it with his big teeth, and it tasted very -well. - -“Ha!” cried Chunky’s keeper, who had seen what happened. “If he could -do that every day it would make a good trick. I’ll try it.” - -Chunky learned this trick very easily. Whenever he saw his friend, the -keeper, standing in front of the cage with a loaf of bread in his hand, -Chunky knew what was going to happen. - -“Catch this now!” the keeper would cry, and, as he tossed the loaf, the -happy hippo would open his mouth as wide as ever he could, and down it -would go. Then the boys and girls in the circus tent would laugh and -clap their hands, and even the big folks would smile, for the loaf of -bread looked so small in Chunky’s big mouth. - -“Now my hippo can do two tricks!” the keeper cried. “Maybe I can teach -him some others.” - -But if you have ever looked at a hippo in a circus or in a menagerie, -you can easily see that they can not do very many tricks――not as many -as an elephant or a horse. But, in time, Chunky learned to lie down -and roll over outside his tank, and that was something to do. He also -learned to stand on three legs, and raise the other toward his keeper -when told to do so. Thus Chunky had four tricks he could do, and one -day the man said: - -“My hippo is getting so smart I think I can take him out in the big -tent where the music is, and have him do his tricks there.” - -This the man did, and Chunky was quite proud and happy. He opened his -mouth wide when his master told him to. - -“Now he is smiling at you!” the keeper would say to the circus crowds, -and then the boys and girls would laugh. It seemed funny for a hippo to -smile, but that is what Chunky meant it for. He was very happy now, and -quite jolly among the other animals. - -“He is almost as jolly as Tum Tum was, when he was here,” said the -rhino. “And it needs some one to keep us animals jolly. When I think of -the jungle where I used to live, I get lonesome.” - -“Oh, well, the circus is a nice place!” Chunky would say, and then he -would open his big mouth and smile in such a way that all the other -animals had to laugh. So Chunky made them jolly whether they wanted to -be or not. But most of them did. - -Chunky stayed with the circus for a number of years, and grew very -large and heavy, so that he weighed about five thousand pounds, or more -than two tons of coal. - -[Illustration: “‘Now he is smiling at you!’”] - -In fact Chunky grew too large for the circus, as he had to be carried -around in a tank wagon, and could not walk, as the elephants did, to -and from the trains. So one day Chunky was sold to a park in a big -city, and the park had a menagerie in which different animals were -kept, including some elephants, camels and giraffes. - -In this park Chunky had a very fine and large cage, with a big tank at -one end. Into this he could go whenever he wanted to, and stay as long -as he liked. - -Many people came to the park to see him, for he was one of the largest -hippos in the world, it was said, and people seem to like to look at -very large or very small things. - -Chunky did not forget his tricks, though soon after he went to live in -the menagerie he became too heavy to stand on three legs and raise the -other. And he could hardly roll over when the keeper told him to. - -But Chunky could still do his trick of catching a loaf of bread in his -mouth, and he could open his jaws as wide as ever, and the children who -came to the park to see the animals never were tired of watching the -keeper make Chunky do his two best tricks. - -One day when Chunky was in the dry part of his cage, at the end where -there was no water tank, he saw a small animal run in between the -heavy iron bars――that is, an animal much smaller than he was, but -almost as large as Dido, the dancing bear, it seemed to Chunky. - -“Ho! who are you that dares come into my cage without asking me?” -inquired Chunky, though he did not speak crossly. “Do you belong to the -park menagerie? If you do, you must have gotten out of your cage.” - -“No, I don’t belong here,” answered the small animal. “I am Don; and -I am a dog. Once I was a runaway dog, but I am not any more. I’ve had -lots of adventures, and a book has been written about me.” - -“My!” grunted Chunky. “It seems also every animal I meet has had a book -written about him or her. Well, Don, I am glad to see you.” - -“Have you had any adventures?” asked Don, with a friendly bark. - -“Oh, yes, many of them,” answered Chunky. “If you want to lie down on -that pile of hay, I’ll tell you about them.” - -So Don lay down on the pile of hay in the cage, and Chunky told some of -his jungle adventures. And, though the happy hippo did not know it, he -was soon to have an adventure with Don. - - - - -CHAPTER XII - -CHUNKY AND THE LITTLE GIRL - - -Chunky liked it very much in the park menagerie. He could do almost as -he pleased. There was water always ready for him to swim in, and on -cold days in winter it was made warm for him. - -Chunky had all he wanted to eat, and, though it was not quite the same -as he had had in the jungle, it was very nice and good for him. He -could not go down to the bottom of his tank and dig up grass or lily -roots, but one can’t have everything. - -Though it had been quite jolly in the circus, Chunky liked it rather -better in the park menagerie. For he did not have to be carted from -city to city each night. The park stayed in one place, and the circus -moved about nearly every day. - -Nor was Chunky lonesome in the park, though there were not so many -animals near him as there had been in the circus. But across from him -were the elephants, in great big cages with iron bars in front, and -next to him was a rhinoceros, almost like the one in the circus. - -Chunky made friends with these animals, and often, even when crowds -came in to see them, he and his friends could talk together in their -own way. - -Don, the runaway dog, about whom a book has been written, often came -to the park, and he never failed to pay a visit to Chunky, slipping in -between the bars of the hippo’s cage, and lying down on a pile of hay -to talk. - -“Did you ever live in the jungle?” asked Chunky of Don one day. - -“Not that I remember,” Don answered. “I have lived in different places -though, and once I caught Squinty, the comical pig, when he got out of -his pen. Did you ever meet Squinty?” - -“I don’t believe I did,” said Chunky. “He didn’t live in the jungle, -did he?” - -“No. In a pen. But he got out, and I had to lead him back by the ear. -And did you ever meet my friend Blackie, the lost cat, or Flop Ear, the -funny rabbit?” - -“I’m sorry, but I don’t believe I did,” answered Chunky. - -“Or did you ever know Lightfoot, the leaping goat, or Tinkle, the trick -pony?” asked Don. - -“Never,” answered Chunky. - -“Well, you may. They’ve had lots of adventures, and books have been -written about them,” went on Don. “If I meet Blackie or Tinkle on my -way home, I’ll tell them to stop in to see you.” - -“Do, please,” begged Chunky. “But where do you live, if you don’t come -from the jungle?” - -“Oh, I live in a house in this big city, not far from this park,” said -Don. “I belong to a little girl who pats me and is very kind to me. She -gives me nice things to eat.” - -“I’d like to see her,” remarked Chunky. “I love children. Does she ever -come to the park?” - -“Oh, yes, when her mother or father brings her. She is too little to -come alone. Some day when she comes I’ll walk along with her, and then -I can tell you who she is. I’ll come into your cage and tell you.” - -“All right,” said Chunky. “I’d like to see the little girl.” And he was -going to, soon, in a queer way. - -For some time Chunky lived in his cage in the park. Sometimes he -thought of the jungle he had been taken away from, and he wondered what -his brother and sister were doing――whether they were playing water-tag -in the muddy river or sleeping in the soft grass. - -Back in the African forest Mr. and Mrs. Hippo had given up thinking -about Chunky. If they ever remembered him at all, it was only for a -moment, to wonder what had happened to him that he did not come home -the last time he went away. But they thought he had been killed by -some other animal, or perhaps by the black or white hunters, and they -knew it was of no use to try to find the happy hippo. - -One day, just after Chunky had finished doing his trick of catching -some loaves of bread tossed into his mouth by his keeper, the hippo -heard a voice saying in animal talk: - -“Well, Chunky, to-morrow I will bring my little girl mistress to see -you,” and in ran Don, the dog. - -“Will you, really? That will be fine!” said Chunky. “I’ll be glad to -see any friend of yours.” - -Then he opened his mouth wide, as the keeper told him to, and all the -people laughed. - -The next afternoon, as Chunky was about to go into his tank to have a -cool swim, for the day was hot, he saw Don run in between the bars of -the cage. The dog said: - -“Here comes my little girl. I’ll bark three times when she gets right -in front of you, so you’ll know which one is she. And do some of your -tricks for her, please.” - -“I’ll do them all except stand on three legs,” promised Chunky. “I’m -too fat for that.” - -“Thank you; that will be all right,” said Don. - -Pretty soon a little girl, wearing a blue dress, and holding her -father’s hand, came and stood in front of the hippo cage where Don was. -The dog had run on ahead to tell Chunky who was coming. Don barked -three times, as he had said he would, then he said: - -“Do some nice tricks for my little girl!” - -“I will,” said Chunky. - -Then the hippo caught loaves of bread in his mouth, and opened his jaws -as wide as he could. He even rolled over on the floor of his cage, but -it was hard work, as he was very fat. - -“Oh, Daddy! look at the funny hippo!” cried the little girl. “Isn’t he -happy looking?” - -“Well, yes, I guess you could call him happy when he smiles in such a -broad grin,” answered her father. “He looks very jolly.” - -Chunky liked so much the nice way the little girl laughed that he tried -to do for her the trick of standing on three legs and lifting the other -up in the air. But he could not, as he was too fat and heavy. - -“I like that hippo,” said the little girl. - -Of course Chunky could not understand just what she said, but he could -tell, by the way she talked, that the little girl liked his tricks. - -“I’ll do another one for her,” said the happy hippo to Don. “I’ll go in -the water and roll over and over like a tub. Maybe she’ll like that.” - -“I’m sure she will,” said Don. - -So, down into the tank of water walked Chunky. The little girl had -never seen anything like this before, and, very much excited, she let -go of her father’s hand and cried: - -“Oh, Daddy, he’ll be drowned!” - -“No; hippos can stay under water a long time,” said her father, for -by this time Chunky was out of sight. The waters had closed over his -broad, flat back. - -“Oh, he’s gone! My nice, happy hippo is gone!” cried the little girl, -and before her father, or anyone else, could stop her, she ran right in -between the bars of the cage toward the tank. - -“Come back, Alice!” cried her father. - -“Bow-wow!” barked Don, and that was his way of saying the same thing. - -But the little girl did not come back. On she ran, right into Chunky’s -cage, and her father was too big to squeeze in between the bars after -her. Don ran in, though. - -All at once the little girl stumbled and fell, right over the edge of -the tank, into the water. - -“Oh! Oh, my!” cried all the people. - -Don the dog saw what had happened, and, while Alice’s father was trying -to get the keeper to open the door of Chunky’s cage, so they could go -in and get the little girl, Don was barking: - -“Don’t hurt my little girl, Chunky! Don’t hurt her!” - -This kind of talk――being animal language――Chunky could understand. -Down under the water he had heard the splash as Alice fell in, and then -he saw the little girl sinking down near him. - -“This is no place for her!” quickly thought Chunky. “She is not a fish -to live in the water. I must help her out.” - -Then the hippo sank away down in the water and got under the little -girl, so that she floated right on his broad back. And when Alice was -there, gasping and choking and grabbing Chunky by the ears, up rose the -hippo, and there was Alice safe and sound, but very wet, of course, on -Chunky’s broad back, under water no longer. - -“Oh, look!” cried all the people. - -“Your little girl is safe,” said the keeper, who opened the door of the -cage. “The hippo has her on his back.” - -Then, with Alice on his back, Chunky swam to the side of the pool, and -there her father and the keeper lifted her off, Don taking hold of her -dress as if he were helping also. And how Don did bark! But he was -happy. - -“I knew you wouldn’t let my little girl get hurt,” he said. - -“Of course not!” grunted Chunky. “I came to the top as soon as I got -her on my back, for I knew she couldn’t stay as long under water -without breathing as I can.” - -Alice was very much frightened, and she cried. She was wet, too, but -not hurt a bit, and her father called an automobile and took her home -with Don. - -“I’ll come and see you to-morrow and let you know how she is,” the dog -promised the happy hippo. - -“I wish you would,” said Chunky. - -And Don did. Alice was all right as soon as she got on dry clothes, the -dog said, and she promised never again to run up to a tank of water to -see what was happening to a hippo. - -What Chunky did――saving Alice from drowning in the pool――became known -to many people who went to the park, and there was even something in -the papers about it. It made quite a hero of Chunky, though of course -he did not know that. All he knew was that crowds of people came to see -him, and his keepers were good and kind to him. - -So Chunky lived in the park menagerie for many years. He did his tricks -and was glad to have the boys and girls come to look at him. - -“It is much better, after all, than the jungle,” he said to one of the -elephants. - -“Yes, we like it better than the jungle,” said the biggest elephant. “I -was in a circus once.” - -“So was I,” said Chunky. “I liked it, but it’s nicer not to have to -travel at night. I can sleep better here.” - -Then, having had a good meal of carrots, he lay down in the hay and -went to sleep. - -Chunky had many more adventures, but this book is full enough of them, -I think. And I want to write another for you. It will be about a fox, -and the name of it will be “Sharp Eyes, the Silver Fox. His Many -Adventures.” - -Chunky grunted in his sleep, and talked something in animal language. - -“What did I say?” he asked the elephant who told him about it afterward. - -“You said: ‘Now you stop pushing, Bumpy.’” - -“I guess I was dreaming about my brother in the jungle,” said Chunky. - -And so we will let him dream on, and say good-bye to him. - - -THE END - - - - - Transcriber’s Notes: - - ――Text in italics is enclosed by underscores (_italics_). - - ――Printer’s, punctuation and spelling inaccuracies were silently - corrected. - - ――Archaic and variable spelling has been preserved. - - ――Variations in hyphenation and compound words have been preserved. - - - - - -End of Project Gutenberg's Chunky, the Happy Hippo, by Richard Barnum - -*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK CHUNKY, THE HAPPY HIPPO *** - -***** This file should be named 62135-0.txt or 62135-0.zip ***** -This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: - http://www.gutenberg.org/6/2/1/3/62135/ - -Produced by Donald Cummings and the Online Distributed -Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net - -Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions will -be renamed. - -Creating the works from print editions not protected by U.S. copyright -law means that no one owns a United States copyright in these works, -so the Foundation (and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United -States without permission and without paying copyright -royalties. 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