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Best Selling Books by Rudyard KiplingRudyard Kipling is the author of Rudyard Kipling (1999), The Jungle Book (1994), Works of Rudyard Kipling, The Works of Rudyard Kipling: Stalky & co (1914), Rudyard Kipling, the Jungle Book (2018).
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release date: Jan 01, 1999
release date: Sep 27, 1994
The Works of Rudyard Kipling: Stalky & co
Rudyard Kipling, the Jungle Book
release date: Aug 20, 2018
The Works of Rudyard Kipling: The light that failed. Rev. ed
The Works of Rudyard Kipling: "Captain's Courageous"
The Works of Rudyard Kipling: Plain tales from the hills
The Writings in Prose and Verse of Rudyard Kipling: Puck of Pook's hill
The Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling
release date: Nov 03, 2020
The Jungle Book ( 1894) by Rudyard Kipling (Children's Classics)
release date: Mar 03, 2016
The Just So Stories for Little Children (Illustrated Edition)
release date: Dec 06, 2023
The Works of Rudyard Kipling: The Days Work
release date: Oct 27, 2022
Departmental Ditties, and Ballads, and Barrack-Room Ballads. By: Rudyard Kipling
release date: Jan 21, 2017
The Works of Rudyard Kipling. Seven Seas Edition: Departmental ditties. Barrack-room ballads and other verses
The Jungle Book (1894) by
release date: Feb 12, 2017
release date: Jan 01, 2011
The Works of Rudyard Kipling: Departmental ditties and ballads and barracks. Room ditties. Rev. ed
Rudyard Kipling's the Jungle Book - Enhanced Classroom Edition
release date: Oct 08, 2012
The Second Jungle Book (1895) by Rudyard Kipling
release date: Jan 02, 2016
The Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling (illustrated Edition)
release date: Feb 26, 2022
The Works of Rudyard Kipling: The phantom 'rickshaw
Just So Stories (1912),by:Rudyard Kipling
release date: Mar 05, 2016
The Works of Rudyard Kipling. Seven Seas Edition: The light that failed
The Works of Rudyard Kipling: Captain Courageous
release date: Oct 27, 2022
The JUNGLE BOOK, RUDYARD KIPLING, LARGE 16 Point Print
release date: Jun 20, 2016
It was seven o''clock of a very warm evening in the Seeonee hills when Father Wolf woke up from his day''s rest, scratched himself, yawned, and spread out his paws one after the other to get rid of the sleepy feeling in their tips. Mother Wolf lay with her big gray nose dropped across her four tumbling, squealing cubs, and the moon shone into the mouth of the cave where they all lived. "Augrh!" said Father Wolf. "It is time to hunt again." He was going to spring down hill when a little shadow with a bushy tail crossed the threshold and whined: "Good luck go with you, O Chief of the Wolves. And good luck and strong white teeth go with noble children that they may never forget the hungry in this world."It was the jackal-Tabaqui, the Dish-licker-and the wolves of India despise Tabaqui because he runs about making mischief, and telling tales, and eating rags and pieces of leather from the village rubbish-heaps. But they are afraid of him too, because Tabaqui, more than anyone else in the jungle, is apt to go mad, and then he forgets that he was ever afraid of anyone, and runs through the forest biting everything in his way. Even the tiger runs and hides when little Tabaqui goes mad, for madness is the most disgraceful thing that can overtake a wild creature. We call it hydrophobia, but they call it dewanee-the madness-and run."Enter, then, and look," said Father Wolf stiffly, "but there is no food here.""For a wolf, no," said Tabaqui, "but for so mean a person as myself a dry bone is a good feast. Who are we, the Gidur-log [the jackal people], to pick and choose?" He scuttled to the back of the cave, where he found the bone of a buck with some meat on it, and sat cracking the end merrily."All thanks for this good meal," he said, licking his lips. "How beautiful are the noble children! How large are their eyes! And so young too! Indeed, indeed, I might have remembered that the children of kings are men from the beginning."Now, Tabaqui knew as well as anyone else that there is nothing so unlucky as to compliment children to their faces. It pleased him to see Mother and Father Wolf look uncomfortable.Tabaqui sat still, rejoicing in the mischief that he had made, and then he said spitefully:"Shere Khan, the Big One, has shifted his hunting grounds. He will hunt among these hills for the next moon, so he has told me."Shere Khan was the tiger who lived near the Waingunga River, twenty miles away."He has no right!" Father Wolf began angrily-"By the Law of the Jungle he has no right to change his quarters without due warning. He will frighten every head of game within ten miles, and I-I have to kill for two, these days.""His mother did not call him Lungri [the Lame One] for nothing," said Mother Wolf quietly. "He has been lame in one foot from his birth. That is why he has only killed cattle. Now the villagers of the Waingunga are angry with him, and he has come here to make our villagers angry. They will scour the jungle for him when he is far away, and we and our children must run when the grass is set alight. Indeed, we are very grateful to Shere Khan!""Shall I tell him of your gratitude?" said Tabaqui."Out!" snapped Father Wolf. "Out and hunt with thy master. Thou hast done harm enough for one night.""I go," said Tabaqui quietly. "Ye can hear Shere Khan below in the thickets. I might have saved myself the message."Father Wolf listened, and below in the valley that ran down to a little river he heard the dry, angry, snarly, singsong whine of a tiger who has caught nothing and does not care if all the jungle knows it."The fool!" said Father Wolf. "To begin a night''s work with that noise! Does he think that our buck are like his fat Waingunga bullocks?""H''sh. It is neither bullock nor buck he hunts to-night," said Mother Wolf. "It is Man."The whine had changed to a sort of humming purr that seemed to come from every quarter of the compass.
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