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sesquipedalian adjectives to whoop up a thing of beauty； it was time for
suspicion。
It was easy to see that these doubts were having an effect upon the
animals； so the cat went off offended。 The subject was dropped for a
couple of days； but in the meantime curiosity was taking a fresh start；
aid there was a revival of interest perceptible。 Then the animals
assailed the ass for spoiling what could possibly have been a pleasure to
them； on a mere suspicion that the picture was not beautiful； without any
evidence that such was the case。 The ass was not； troubled； he was calm；
and said there was one way to find out who was in the right； himself or
the cat： he would go and look in that hole； and come back and tell what
he found there。 The animals felt relieved and grateful； and asked him to
go at oncewhich he did。
But he did not know where he ought to stand； and so； through error； he
stood between the picture and the mirror。 The result was that the
picture had no chance； and didn't show up。 He returned home and said：
〃The cat lied。 There was nothing in that hole but an ass。 There wasn't
a sign of a flat thing visible。 It was a handsome ass； and friendly； but
just an ass； and nothing more。〃
The elephant asked：
〃Did you see it good and clear？ Were you close to it？〃
〃I saw it good and clear； O Hathi； King of Beasts。 I was so close that I
touched noses with it。〃
〃This is very strange；〃 said the elephant； 〃the cat was always truthful
beforeas far as we could make out。 Let another witness try。 Go；
Baloo； look in the hole； and come and report。〃
So the bear went。 When he came back； he said：
〃Both the cat and the ass have lied； there was nothing in the hole but a
bear。〃
Great was the surprise and puzzlement of the animals。 Each was now
anxious to make the test himself and get at the straight truth。 The
elephant sent them one at a time。
First； the cow。 She found nothing in the hole but a cow。
The tiger found nothing in it but a tiger。
The lion found nothing in it but a lion。
The leopard found nothing in it but a leopard。
The camel found a camel； and nothing more。
Then Hathi was wroth； and said he would have the truth； if he had to go
and fetch it himself。 When he returned； he abused his whole subjectry
for liars； and was in an unappeasable fury with the moral and mental
blindness of the cat。 He said that anybody but a near…sighted fool could
see that there was nothing in the hole but an elephant。
MORAL； BY THE CAT
You can find in a text whatever you bring； if you will stand between it
and the mirror of your imagination。 You may not see your ears； but they
will be there。
HUNTING THE DECEITFUL TURKEY
When I was a boy my uncle and his big boys hunted with the rifle； the
youngest boy Fred and I with a shotguna small single…barrelled shotgun
which was properly suited to our size and strength； it was not much
heavier than a broom。 We carried it turn about； half an hour at a time。
I was not able to hit anything with it； but I liked to try。 Fred and I
hunted feathered small game； the others hunted deer； squirrels； wild
turkeys； and such things。 My uncle and the big boys were good shots。
They killed hawks and wild geese and such like on the wing； and they
didn't wound or kill squirrels； they stunned them。 When the dogs treed a
squirrel； the squirrel would scamper aloft and run out on a limb and
flatten himself along it； hoping to make himself invisible in that way
and not quite succeeding。 You could see his wee little ears sticking up。
You couldn't see his nose； but you knew where it was。 Then the hunter；
despising a 〃rest〃 for his rifle； stood up and took offhand aim at the
limb and sent a bullet into it immediately under the squirrel's nose； and
down tumbled the animal； unwounded； but unconscious； the dogs gave him a
shake and he was dead。 Sometimes when the distance was great and the
wind not accurately allowed for； the bullet would hit the squirrel's
head； the dogs could do as they pleased with that onethe hunter's pride
was hurt； and he wouldn't allow it to go into the gamebag。
In the first faint gray of the dawn the stately wild turkeys would be
stalking around in great flocks； and ready to be sociable and answer
invitations to come and converse with other excursionists of their kind。
The hunter concealed himself and imitated the turkey…call by sucking the
air through the leg…bone of a turkey which had previously answered a call
like that and lived only just long enough to regret it。 There is nothing
that furnishes a perfect turkey…call except that bone。 Another of
Nature's treacheries； you see。 She is full of them； half the time she
doesn't know which she likes bestto betray her chid or protect it。
In the case of the turkey she is badly mixed： she gives it a bone to be
used in getting it into trouble； and she also furnishes it with a trick
for getting itself out of the trouble again。 When a mamma…turkey answers
an invitation and finds she has made a mistake in accepting it； she does
as the mamma…partridge doesremembers a previous engagementand goes
limping and scrambling away； pretending to be very lame； and at the same
time she is saying to her not…visible children； 〃Lie low； keep still；
don't expose yourselves； I shall be back as soon as I have beguiled this
shabby swindler out of the country。〃
When a person is ignorant and confiding； this immoral device can have
tiresome results。 I followed an ostensibly lame turkey over a
considerable part of the United States one morning； because I believed in
her and could not think she would deceive a mere boy； and one who was
trusting her and considering her honest。 I had the single…barrelled
shotgun； but my idea was to catch her alive。 I often got within rushing
distance of her； and then made my rush； but always； just as I made my
final plunge and put my hand down where her back had been； it wasn't
there； it was only two or three inches from there and I brushed the tail…
feathers as I landed on my stomacha very close call； but still not
quite close enough； that is； not close enough for success； but just close
enough to convince me that I could do it next time。 She always waited
for me； a little piece away； and let on to be resting and greatly
fatigued； which was a lie； but I believed it； for I still thought her
honest long after I ought to have begun to doubt her； suspecting that
this was no way for a high…minded bird to be acting。 I followed； and
followed； and followed； making my periodical rushes； and getting up and
brushing the dust off； and resuming the voyage with patient confidence；
indeed； with a confidence which grew； for I could see by the change of
climate and vegetation that we were getting up into the high latitudes；
and as she always looked a little tireder and a little more discouraged
after each rush； I judged that I was safe to win； in the end； the
competition being purely a matter of staying power and the advantage
lying with me from the start because she was lame。
Along in the afternoon I began to feel fatigued myself。 Neither of us
had had any rest since we first started on the excursion； which was
upwards of ten hours before； though latterly we had paused awhile after
rushes； I letting on to be thinking about something else； but neither of
us sincere； and both of us waiting for the other to call game but in no
real hurry about it； for indeed those little evanescent snatches of rest
were very grateful to the feelings of us both； it would naturally be so；
skirmishing along like that ever since dawn and not a bite in the
meantime； at least for me； though sometimes as she lay on her side
fanning herself with a wing and praying for strength to get out of this
difficulty a grasshopper happened along whose time had come； and that was
well for her； and fortunate； but I had nothingnothing the whole day。
More than once； after I was very tired； I gave up taking her alive； and
was going to shoot her； but I never did it； although it was my right； for
I did not believe I could hit her； and besides； she always stopped and
posed； when I raised the gun； and this made me suspicious that she knew
about me and my marksmanship； and so I did not care to expose myself to
remarks。
I did not get her； at all。 When she got tired of the game at last； she
rose from almost under my hand and flew aloft with the rush and whir of a
shell and lit on the highest limb of a great tree and sat down and
crossed her legs and smiled down at me； and seemed gratified to see me so
astonished。
I was ashamed； and also lost； and it was while wandering the woods
hunting for myself that I found a deserted log cabin and had one of the
best meals there that in my life…days I have eaten。 The weed…grown
garden was full of ripe tomatoes； and I ate them ravenously； though I had
never liked them before。 Not more than two or three times since have I
tasted anything that was so delicious as those tomatoes。 I surfeited
myself with them； and did not taste another one until I was in middle
life。 I can eat them now； but I do not like the look of them。 I suppose
we have all experienced