tal and physical, of the ship's crew failed to
remove the indignant creature, so they advised the cook to remain where
he was for some time. He hit on the plan, however, of re-winning the
elephant's friendship. He opened his door a little and gave him a piece
of biscuit. Sambo took it. What his feelings were no one could tell,
but he remained at his post. Another piece of biscuit was handed out.
Then the end of the injured proboscis was smoothed and patted by the
cook. Another large piece of biscuit was administered, and by degrees
the cure was affected. Thus successfully was applied that grand
principle which has accomplished so much in this wicked world, even
among higher animals than elephants--the overcoming of evil with good!

Eventually Sambo sickened. Either the cold of the north told too
severely on a frame which had been delicately nurtured in sunny climes,
or Sambo had surreptitiously helped himself during the hours of night to
something deleterious out of the paint or pitch pots. At all events he
died, to the sincere regret of all on board--cook not excepted--and was
launched overboard to glut the sharks with an unwonted meal, and
astonish them with a new sensation.

Very dissimilar was the end of the rhinoceros. That bumptious animal
retained its unamiable spirit to the last. Fortunately it did not
possess the powers or sagacity of the elephant. It could not untie
knots or pick its cage to pieces, so that it was effectually restrained
during the greater part of the voyage; but there came a tempest at last,
which assisted him in becoming free--free, not only from durance vile,
but from the restraints of this life altogether. On the occasion
referred to, the rudder was damaged, and for a time rendered useless, so
that the good ship Wellington rolled to an extent that almost tore the
masts out of her. Everything not firmly secured about the decks was
washed overboard. Among other things, the rhinoceros was knocked so
heavily against the bars of his crib that they began to give way.

At last the vessel gave a plunge and roll which seemed to many of those
on board as though it must certainly be her last. The rhinoceros was
sent crashing through the dislocated bars; the ropes that held his legs
were snapped like the cords wherewith Samson was bound in days of old,
and away he went with the lurch of a tipsy man against the long-boat,
which he stove in.

"Hold on!" roared the bo's'n.

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