Chapter Eight

by Ruth Stiles Gannett

　　MY FATHER MEETS A GORILLA

　　My father was very hungry so he sat down under a baby banyan tree onthe side of the trail and ate four tangerines. He wanted to eat eightor ten, but he had only thirteen left and it might be a long timebefore he could get more. He packed away all the peels and was aboutto get up when he heard the familiar voices of the boars.

　　"I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen them with my own eyes,but wait and see for yourself. All the tigers are sitting aroundchewing gum to beat the band. Old Rhinoceros is so busy brushing histusk that he doesn't even look around to see who's going by, andthey're all so busy they won't even talk to me!"