our pardon," said the little Jackal. "I know I am very
slow; I can never understand things well unless I see just how they
were if you could show me now exactly how that door works I am sure I
could understand. How does it shut?"

"It shuts like this," said the Brahmin, pushing it to.

"Yes; but I don't see any lock," said the little Jackal, "does it lock
on the outside?"

"It locks like this," said the Brahmin. And he shut and bolted the door!

"Oh, does it, indeed?" said the little Jackal. "Does it, INDEED!
Well, Brother Brahmin, now that it is locked, I should advise you to
let it stay locked! As for you, my friend," he said to the Tiger, "I
think you will wait a good while before you'll find any one to let you
out again!"

Then he made a very low bow to the Brahmin.

"Good-by, Brother," he said. "Your way lies that way, and mine lies
this; good-by!"

THE LITTLE JACKAL AND THE CAMEL

All these stories about the little Jackal that I have told you, show
how clever the little Jackal was. But you know--if you don't, you will
when you are grown up-- that no matter how clever you are, sooner or
later you surely meet some one who is cleverer. It is always so in
life. And it was so with the little Jackal. This is what happened.

The little Jackal was, as you know, exceedingly fond of shell-fish,
especially of river crabs. Now there came a time when he had eaten all
the crabs to be found on his own side of the river. He knew there must
be plenty on the other side, if he could only get to them, but he could
not swim.

One day he thought of a plan. He went to his friend the Camel, and
said,--

"Friend Camel, I know a spot where the sugar-cane grows thick; I'll
show you the way, if you will take me there."

"Indeed I will," said the Camel, who was very fond of sugar-cane.
"Where is it?"

"It is on the other side of the river," said the little Jackal; "but we
can manage it nicely, if you will take me on your back and swim over."

The Camel was perfectly willing, so the little Jackal jumped on his
back, and the Camel swam across the river, carrying him. When they were
safely over, the little Jackal jumped down and showed the Camel the
sugar-cane field; then he ran swiftly along the river bank, to hunt for
crabs; the Camel began to eat sugar-cane. He ate happily, and noticed
nothing around him.

Now, you know, a Camel is very big, and a Jackal is very little.
Consequently, the little Jackal had