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Project Gutenberg · 59, free ebooks · 77 by Rudyard Kipling. The Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling. No cover available. Download; Bibrec. Joseph Rudyard Kipling (30 December – 18 January ) was an English author and poet. Born in Bombay, British India (now Mumbai), he is best known. The Standard Ebooks edition of Kim: An orphaned street-urchin follows a holy man Rudyard Kipling's novel Kim, published in , tells the story of Kimberly .
As he reached the years of indiscretion, he learned to avoid missionaries and white men of serious aspect who asked who he was, and what he did.
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For Kim did nothing with an immense success. True, he knew the wonderful walled city of Lahore from the Delhi Gate to the outer Fort Ditch; was hand in glove with men who led lives stranger than anything Haroun al Raschid dreamed of; and he lived in a life wild as that of the Arabian Nights, but missionaries and secretaries of charitable societies could not see the beauty of it.
His nickname through the wards was 'Little Friend of all the World'; and very often, being lithe and inconspicuous, he executed commissions by night on the crowded housetops for sleek and shiny young men of fashion. It was intrigue,—of course he knew that much, as he had known all evil since he could speak,—but what he loved was the game for its own sake—the stealthy prowl through the dark gullies and lanes, the crawl up a waterpipe, the sights and sounds of the women's world on the flat roofs, and the headlong flight from housetop to housetop under cover of the hot dark.
Then there were holy men, ash-smeared fakirs by their brick shrines under the trees at the riverside, with whom he was quite familiar—greeting them as they returned from begging-tours, and, when no one was by, eating from the same dish. The woman who looked after him insisted with tears that he should wear European clothes—trousers, a shirt and a battered hat. Kim found it easier to slip into Hindu or Mohammedan garb when engaged on certain businesses.
One of the young men of fashion—he who was found dead at the bottom of a well on the night of the earthquake—had once given him a complete suit of Hindu kit, the costume of a lowcaste street boy, and Kim stored it in a secret place under some baulks in Nila Ram's timber-yard, beyond the Punjab High Court, where the fragrant deodar logs lie seasoning after they have driven down the Ravi. When there was business or frolic afoot, Kim would use his properties, returning at dawn to the veranda, all tired out from shouting at the heels of a marriage procession, or yelling at a Hindu festival.
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Author Index. The Hefflelinga means well. Loco parentis, by gum! Boys with bad consciences show it. They slink out past the Fives Court in haste, and smile nervously when questioned. They return, disordered, in bare time to save a call-over.
They nod and wink and giggle one to the other, scattering at the approach of a master. But Stalky and his allies had long out-lived these manifestations of youth. They strolled forth unconcernedly, and returned in excellent shape after a light refreshment of strawberries and cream at the Lodge. The man, too, gave them a squirrel, which they presented to the Natural History Society; thereby checkmating little Hartopp, who wished to know what they were doing for Science.
Foxy faithfully worked some deep Devon lanes behind a lonely cross-roads inn; and it was curious that Prout and King, members of Common-room seldom friendly, walked together in the same direction—that is to say, northeast. Now, the Pleasant Isle of Aves lay due southwest. That was enough for Foxy, and it cheered him up a little. Did you see old Heffy cock his eye at us when we answered our names? Come on!
I trust you will enjoy yourselves, my young friends. No need to hurry. When you hear him move in the bushes, go straight across to Aves. The Sergeant, out of breath, was leaning against the fence, raking the furze with his binoculars, but he might as well have tried to see through a sand-bag. Anon, Prout and King appeared behind him. They conferred.
The boys reached the shelter of the wood and looked down through a belt of hollies. I move we go into the Lodge and get something to eat. We might as well see the fun out. Leave him alone, you, sir. He is executing my orders. Yeou come up to the master. Come on up to master! Yeou other folk bide your side fence. Evidently the Sergeant had surrendered to the major force.
Beetle lay at full length on the turf behind the Lodge, literally biting the earth in spasms of joy. Stalky kicked him upright. There was nothing of levity about Stalky or McTurk save a stray muscle twitching on the cheek. They tapped at the Lodge door, where they were always welcome.
Iss fai! Us Dartymoor folk niver forgit their friends. Never yeou mind us. There was a scuffle of feet on the gravel outside the heavily-leaded diamond panes, and then the voice of Colonel Dabney, something clearer than a bugle.
Ye have! Your duty? Curse your impudence, sir. Your duty was to keep off my grounds. Keep your boys at home, then! A sergeant? Oh, damnable! Did ye, or did ye not, see my notice-boards?
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Ye did. Silence, Sergeant! He obeyed. A sergeant to tell me my duty!
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McTurk was eating the rag-carpet before the speckless hearth, and the sofa heaved to the emotions of Beetle.
Through the thick glass the figures without showed blue, distorted, and menacing.
Let—let me give you my card. They could hear him pant. I do not own your boys. Oh, my King! Oh, my Heffy!
Oh, my Foxy! Zeal, all zeal, Mr. Oh I Oh! They found the beast in an evil-smelling box, left two half-crowns for payment, and staggered home.
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Only the badger grunted most marvelous like Colonel Dabney, and they dropped him twice or thrice with shrieks of helpless laughter. They were but imperfectly recovered when Foxy met them by the Fives Court with word that they were to go up to their dormitory and wait till sent for. He was sorely ruffled in his mind.
Deprived of tea. Keep your eye on King, and, if he gives us a chance, appeal to the Head. Then the examination began.
Yes, they had walked along the cliffs. Yes, they had seen the notice-boards at this point Beetle sputtered hysterically. He begged them not to add mendacity to open insolence. But the badger was in Mr.The side nearest to them was open grass, and fairly bristled with notice-boards. Presently the Horse came to him on Monday morning, with a saddle on his back and a bit in his mouth, and said, 'Camel, O Camel, come out and trot like the rest of us.
Oh, my Heffy! And they are so careful to avoid all overt acts, too. Never yeou mind us. His nickname through the wards was 'Little Friend of all the World'; and very often, being lithe and inconspicuous, he executed commissions by night on the crowded housetops for sleek and shiny young men of fashion.