take me to your United States. Take Baby Elephant and me. I will work so hard. I can work in your great circus. I will tend the animals. I will be your slave always."
At the sight of the faithful little brown boy, clinging to his knees, the tender heart of this man of iron was deeply stirred.
"All right, Ali," he said. "It shall be as you say. You and Baby Elephant shall go back to the United States with me, and be Americans."
Ali was so overcome that he could only sob for joy.
Thus, it came about that when the wild-animal procession started on its last day's march, the sixth day, little Ali rode upon the head of Baby Elephant's mother, while the small elephant trotted by her side; and a happier boy and small elephant could
