the man who bought umboo was one who owned part of a circus. he traveled about in india, and other far-off countries, looking for strange animals that he could send to america, across the ocean, where they would be put in cages and tents and shown to boys and girls, and also grown-up folk. you may think a circus is all fun and peanuts and pink lemonade, but it also teaches us something. without a circus many boys and girls would never know what an elephant looks like; or a lion, or tiger or camel, except, perhaps, by pictures.

"and i'll send this trick elephant over to a circus," said the man who had bought umboo from the lumber yard. "i think he will be a smart elephant, and make the boys and girls laugh." he knew umboo liked boys and girls, for many of them had ridden on his back as he worked in the lumber yard.

"i thought umboo was smart as soon as i saw him take the handkerchief from my pocket," said the lumber man to the circus man. "that is why i sent for you to let you buy him. for i knew you wanted a smart, young elephant for your circus."

"yes, i am glad to get umboo," spoke the circus man. "i wonder if he will do that handkerchief trick again? i'll try him."

so the circus man stood near our elephant friend, and let the end of his handkerchief stick a little way out of his pocket.

umboo knew at once what was wanted of him.

"i'll just pull that white rag out and hear the men laugh," thought the elephant boy to himself. "i don't know why they think it is so funny, but i'll do it. i guess they would think it more funny if they could have seen me knock keedah into the river."

umboo reached out his trunk, when the man's back was turned toward him, and gently took out the handkerchief. then the big elephant boy pretended to wipe his face with it.

"ha! ha!" laughed the circus man. "that is a good trick! i must give the elephant a big lump of sugar."

he did so, and umboo liked it very much, letting the sweet juice trickle down his throat.

"i wish they would give me sugar every time i take out the white rag," thought umboo. "it's fun!"

after this umboo did not pile lumber any more. he was taken out of the yard, and kept by himself in a small stable, and given nice things to eat until one day the circus man opened the door and called:

"well, umboo, i guess we are ready to start now. you are going to say good-bye to india and to the jungle. you are going where jumbo went—off to america to be in a circus show!"

of course umboo did not understand all that the circus man said to him, but the elephant boy thought to himself:

"well, he is kind to me. he gives me sugar. i'll go with him, and pull that white rag out of his pocket as often as he lets me. i wonder what he was saying about jumbo?"

for umboo remembered hearing the other elephants talking about jumbo, who, however, came from africa and not from india.

"come, umboo!" called the circus man. "you are going on a big ship, and take a long ride. i hope you will not be seasick."

umboo did not know exactly what a ship was. he had seen big boats come up the river, near where he worked, to get lumber, and some of the elephants, who had been down near the ocean shore, said those boats were ships. and of course umboo did not know what it meant to be seasick.

however he liked the circus man, and when the elephant boy came out of the stable he felt around with his trunk in the man's pocket.

"for," thought umboo, "if i pull that white rag out of his coat again, maybe he'll give me some more sweet sugar."

so, with the tip of his trunk, which could pick up little things, even as you can with your fingers, umboo felt about for the handkerchief. he did not find it, however.

"ha! ha!" laughed the circus man, "you did not forget, did you? you are going to be a good trick elephant, i'm sure. here is my handkerchief, in my other pocket. i put it there to fool you!" and he turned about so that the white cloth could be seen hanging down on the other side of his coat.

"ha! that's funny!" thought umboo. "i did not know the man had two pockets!"

then the elephant pulled out the handkerchief again, and the man laughed and gave him a extra large lump of sugar.

"now come with me, umboo," said the man, and he led him away, out of the lumber yard.

"where are you going?" called keedah, and some of the other boys.

"i don't know," answered umboo, in elephant talk, of course. "but i heard the man say something about making me do tricks in a circus."

"oh, then you are going to have a fine, time," said one of the keonkies, or tame elephants, that help train the wild ones. "if you go to the circus you will have fun. a friend of mine was once in one, and then, in his old age, he came back to india to live. and he said he never enjoyed himself so much as in a circus. and how he did used to talk about the peanuts!"

"what are peanuts?" asked umboo.

"i don't know," answered the keonkie, "but zoop—that the was the name of my friend—said they were almost as good as the sweet sugar and palm nuts."

"then they must be very good," said umboo, "and i shall like them. good-bye, friends!" he called. "maybe some day i'll come back from the circus."

"but you never did; did you?" asked snarlie the tiger, who, with the other animals in the tent, was listening to umboo's story. "you never did go back, for you are here yet."

"no, i haven't gone back to india, and i don't believe i ever shall," spoke umboo. "sometimes i wish i could go back in the jungle for a little while, and get a few palm nuts, but the peanuts here are just as good, and there is never any danger."

"please go on with your story," begged horni, the rhinoceros. "i want to hear how you got over here, and joined the circus."

"i came on a ship, just as you did," answered umboo, and then he went on to tell how he was led away from the lumber yard.

to get from the place where he had, for a year or more, been piling up teakwood logs, to the great, salt ocean which the ships crossed, umboo had to take a ride on the railroad. he might have walked, but this would have taken too long.

umboo had never before seen a railroad, a railroad car or a locomotive, and when he first noticed the big, black engine, puffing out smoke and steam, the elephant boy was as frightened as when he had seen the snake in the jungle. umboo raised his trunk in the air, and made a loud trumpet sound of danger.

"don't be afraid," said a tame elephant near by. "there is nothing to hurt you."

"nothing to hurt me!" cried umboo. "what do you call that big, black thing, whose breath steams out of the top of his head, as mine sometimes comes out of my trunk on a cold morning? nothing to be afraid of? why, that is worse than a big rhino! much worse!"

"that is the engine, and it will give you a nice ride," said the tame elephant. "it will pull you along the shiny rails, and you will never have to lift your foot. go close up to it, and see that it will not hurt you. don't be afraid!"

umboo trembled, but the circus man spoke kind words to him, and then the elephant walked slowly up to the engine, or locomotive. it snorted and puffed and tooted its whistle, and at each new sound umboo started back, and would have run away. but the man spoke to him, and the tame elephant talked to him, and finally umboo saw that the engine did not get off the shiny rails.

"well, if it stays on them it can't chase after me," thought umboo. "i can run to one side, but that big, black animal, that puffs steam out of the top of its head, can't. i guess i'll be all right."

then umboo was led past the engine, (which, of course, did him no harm) up a sort of little bridge of wood—a runway—that went from the ground into a big freight, or box car. at first umboo feared this bridge might break with him, as he was so heavy, and an elephant doesn't like to step on anything that will give way and let him fall.

so umboo first tried it with one foot, and then with another, and, finding it would not break, he stepped on it and walked into the car. there was plenty of straw in it, so umboo would not be hurt if the car jolted as it rumbled along over the railroad tracks, and inside his new stable the elephant boy found some sweet roots and palm nuts.

he was so interested in eating these that, at first, he did not notice when the train started, and before he knew it umboo found himself being pulled along without having to take a step.

"ha!" thought the elephant. "it's just as the keonkie told me, i can move without lifting a foot! i am having a fine ride!"

two days later umboo reached the seashore and was led from the railroad car, and over to a big ship that was waiting in the harbor. to umboo it looked more like a big house than a ship, and when they took him to the gang-plank, or another run-way, as they had taken him to the one that led into the freight car, he was again afraid something would break and let him fall. but when he tried it with his fore-feet, and found it firm, up it he walked and soon he was in a sort of stable, on board the big ship.

to his surprise, umboo found other elephants there also, and from various parts of the ship came the smell of many different wild animals—camels, sacred cows from india, a rhinoceros, a buffalo and many strange beasts.

for this was a circus ship, and was bringing to america many strange birds and animals from the jungle.

"now, umboo, we are off!" said the circus man, as he came down to see the elephants and other creatures. "you are all going to start across the ocean in this big ship, and i hope none of you will be seasick."

of course umboo and the other elephants did not understand exactly what the man said, but they knew he was kind to them, for he gave them some food to eat and water to drink.

pretty soon the ship began to pitch and toss and roll. it was out on the big ocean. the elephants did not so much mind the rolling motion, as they never stopped swaying themselves, and they were used to it, but some of the other animals had a bad time.

i wish i could tell you all that happened on board the ship, that was taking umboo to the circus, but i have not room in this book. i'll tell you one thing that happened, though, and umboo often used to laugh about it later.

one day, when the ship had been sailing about a week, a man came down in the hold, or stable where the elephants were. this man was a sort of joker. he liked to play tricks on animals and sometimes on his friends, and this time he thought he would play a trick on umboo.

the man took a sour lemon, and plastered it all on the outside with some sticky brown sugar. this he held out to umboo, saying:

"here; have a nice, sweet lump!"

of course umboo thought it was all sugar, but when he chewed it, and found inside a sour lemon, it made tears come into his eyes, and he curled his trunk, and made such a funny, wrinkled face, that the man laughed and exclaimed:

"oh, see how the elephant likes a lemon! isn't that a funny trick!"

but i don't think it was a funny trick at all, and neither did umboo. as soon as he could do so, he let the sour lemon drop out of his mouth into the straw on which he stood.

"ha!" said the elephant next to umboo. "if i could reach that man i'd tickle him with my trunk, and maybe pinch him, too."

"so would i," said umboo. "but i can't reach him," and he could not, for the elephant was chained fast to the wall of the ship.

"but i'll know him when i see him again," exclaimed umboo, "and the next time he comes near me maybe i can play a trick on him."

"i hope you can," said the other elephant.

and now you wait and see what happened.

the ship sailed on and on over the sea, each day coming nearer and nearer to america, which is the land of the circus. and umboo and the other animals grew tired of being kept below decks, in the darkness. they wanted to get out into the sunshine.

each day umboo kept watch for the man who had given him the lemon in the lump of sugar, but the trick-player did not again come down where the elephants were.

and finally, one day, the circus man came down. he quietly rubbed the trunk of umboo, patted him, and spoke kind words to him, feeding him good sugar.

"now, my trick elephant," he said, "we will soon be going ashore, and we will see how you like a circus."