The Jungle Book
By Rudyard Kipling and GP Editors
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Mowgli's wonderful life in the jungle with Bagheera the panther and Baloo the bear is threatened when the man-eating tiger Shere Khan returns. Bagheera decides to take Mowgli to the Man-village, but the Man-cub runs away. Will Bagheera and Baloo find Mowgli before Shere Khan does?
Along with the riveting story of Mowgli’s coming
Rudyard Kipling
Rudyard Kipling was born in Bombay (now known as Mumbai), India, but returned with his parents to England at the age of five. Among Kipling’s best-known works are The Jungle Book, Just So Stories, and the poems “Mandalay” and “Gunga Din.” Kipling was the first English-language writer to receive the Nobel Prize for literature (1907) and was among the youngest to have received the award.
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The Jungle Book - Rudyard Kipling
Contents
Introduction
Rudyard Kipling
Preface
Mowgli’s Brothers
Hunting-Song of the Seeonee Pack
Kaa’s Hunting
Road-Song of the Bandar-Log
Tiger! Tiger!
Mowgli’s Song
The White Seal
Lukannon
Rikki-Tikki-Tavi
Darzee’s Chaunt
Toomai of the Elephants
Shiv and the Grasshopper
Her Majesty’s Servants
Parade-Song of the Camp Animals
Elephants of the Gun-Team
Gun-Bullocks
Cavalry Horses
Screw-Gun Mules
Commissariat Camels
All the Beasts Together
Introduction
Imagine growing up among wolves, being friends with a panther and a bear, and hunting the most fearsome animal in the wild—the man-killing tiger Shere Khan. Rudyard Kipling portrays the exciting and adventurous jungle upbringing of Mowgli in this timeless classic. Still amazingly contemporary even though it was written more than 100 years ago, the pacing, language, and characters will keep readers young and old turning the pages, and then begging for more.
Rudyard Kipling
Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936) was a leading English short-story writer, poet, and novelist. He is best known for his stories about India during the late 1800’s, when India was a British colony. Kipling wrote more than 300 short stories, which illustrate a wide variety of narrative techniques. He also wrote children’s stories that became popular worldwide. In 1907, Kipling was the first English writer to receive the Nobel Prize for literature.
Rudyard Kipling was born in Bombay, India, on Dec. 30, 1865. His father, John Lockwood Kipling, had come to Bombay after being appointed to a teaching post at a Bombay school of art. Indian servants took care of Rudyard and taught him the Hindi language of India.
When Kipling was 5 years old, his parents brought him to Southsea, England, near Portsmouth. At the age of 12, Kipling was enrolled at the United Services College, a school established to educate inexpensively the sons of Army officers. Kipling, an eager reader, was made editor of the school journal.
Limited family finances prevented Kipling from going to a university. In 1882, he returned to India instead and joined the staff of the Civil and Military Gazette, a newspaper in the northwestern city of Lahore. He learned much about life in the region by reporting on local events. By 1886, his feature articles and stories had many readers. The newspaper also printed some of his poems, later collected in Departmental Ditties (1886) and enlarged in later editions. In 1887, Kipling joined the staff of the Pioneer, a newspaper in Allahabad. He wrote articles based on his travels in northern India. Many were later collected in From Sea to Sea (1899).
Kipling’s first book of fiction, Plain Tales from the Hills (1888), consists of 40 stories, 32 of them originally written for the Civil and Military Gazette. Stories for the Pioneer soon were collected in six paperback books in the Indian Railway Library series. These books, sold at Railway Stations, were popular with travelers and spread Kipling’s fame outside India.
Kipling returned to England in 1889. Kipling’s first novel, The Light That Failed, was also published in 1890. The novel received mixed reviews, but Kipling by this time was the most talked about writer in both England and the United States. Life’s Handicap (1891) is another collection of short stories.
Kipling wrote The Jungle Book in 1894 and The Second Jungle Book in 1895, children’s stories that gained a wide international audience. These stories describe the adventures of Mowgli, an Indian child who gets lost in the jungle and is brought up by a family of wolves.
Kipling returned to the subject of India in his finest novel, Kim (1900). The story tells of an Irish orphan who adopts early and completely to Indian ways. The novel became a classic because of its rich rendering of the multiple cultures of India. It offers portraits of unforgettable characters – especially native Indians. Another book of children’s stories, the Just So Stories, appeared in 1902. It gives humorous explanations of such questions as how the leopard got its spots and how the elephant got its trunk. Kipling reviewed English history for children in Puck of Pook’s Hill (1906) and Rewards and Fairies (1910).
Kipling’s later works reveal a darkened view of the world. His daughter, Josephine, died of pneumonia in 1899, and his son, John, died in 1915 in the Battle of Loos during World War I. In addition, Kipling’s concerns about his own health coloured the fiction of his later years. He suffered from a bleeding ulcer for years before it was finally diagnosed in 1933. Kipling’s last three volumes of short stories, A Diversity of Creatures (1917), Debits and Credits (1926), and Limits and Renewals (1932), stress the realities of pain and death. An unfinished auto-biography, Something of Myself, was published in 1937, after his death.
Preface
The Jungle Book, published in 1894, was immensely successful collection of children’s stories linked by poems. Set in colonial India, the stories tell mostly of Mowgli, an Indian boy who is raised by wolves from infancy and who learns self-sufficiency and wisdom from the jungle animals. Kipling had accrued much knowledge about the jungles in India through listening to others and using research. All of the stories were published in magazines in 1893-4. The original publications contained illustrations, some by Rudyard’s father, John Lockwood Kipling. These books were written when Kipling lived in Vermont.
The book describes the social life of the wolf pack and, more fancifully, the justice and natural order of life in the jungle. The tales in the book are fables, using animals in an anthropomorphic manner to give moral lessons. The verses of The Law of the Jungle, for example, lay down rules for the safety of individuals, families and communities.
Among the animals whose tales are related in the work are Akela the wolf; Baloo the brown bear; Shere Khan, the boastful Bengal tiger who is Mowgli’s enemy; Kaa the python; Bagheera the panther; and Rikki-tikki-tavi the mongoose.
Mowgli’s Brothers
04.jpgNow Rann the Kite brings home the night
That Mang the Bat sets free –
The herds are shut in byre and hut
For loosed till dawn are we.
This is the hour of pride and power,
Talon and tush and claw.
Oh, hear the call! – Good hunting all
That keep the Jungle Law!
Night-Song in the Jungle
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
; and he was going to spring downhill 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 the noble children, that they may never forget the hungry in this world.
Good Luck Go With You, O Chief of the Wolves.
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. They are afraid of him too, because Tabaqui, more than any one else in the jungle, is apt to go mad, and then he forgets that he was ever afraid of any one, and runs through the forest biting everything in his way. Even the tiger 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 any one else that there is nothing so unlucky as to compliment children to their faces; and 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 during 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 in the dark 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 that he hunts to-night,
said Mother Wolf. It is Man.
The whine had changed to a sort of humming purr that seemed to roll from every quarter of the compass. It was the noise that bewilders wood-cutters, and gipsies sleeping in the open, and makes them run sometimes into the very mouth of the tiger.
Man!
said Father Wolf, showing all his white teeth. Faugh! Are there not enough beetles and frogs in the tanks that he must eat Man, and on our ground too!
The Law of the Jungle, which never orders anything without a reason, forbids every beast to eat Man except when he is killing to show his children how to kill, and then he must hunt outside the hunting-grounds of his pack or tribe. The real reason for this is that man-killing means, sooner or later, the arrival of white men on elephants, with guns, and hundreds of brown men with gongs and rockets and torches. Then everybody in the jungle suffers. The reason the beasts give among themselves is that Man is the weakest and most defenseless of all living things, and it is unsportsmanlike to touch him. They say too – and it is true – that man-eaters become mangy, and lose their teeth.
The purr grew louder, and ended in the full-throated Aaarh!
of the tiger’s charge.
Then there was a howl – an untigerish howl – from Shere Khan. He has missed,
said Mother Wolf. What is it?
Father Wolf ran out a few paces and heard Shere Khan muttering and mumbling savagely, as he tumbled about in the scrub.
The fool has had no more sense than to jump at a wood-cutters’ camp-fire, so he has burned his feet,
said Father Wolf, with a grunt. Tabaqui is with him.
Something is coming uphill,
said Mother Wolf, twitching one ear. Get ready.
The bushes rustled a little in the thicket, and Father Wolf dropped with his haunches under him, ready for his leap. Then, if you had been watching, you would have seen the most wonderful thing in the world – the wolf checked in mid-spring. He made his bound before he saw what it was he was jumping at, and then he tried to stop himself. The result was that he shot up straight into the air for four or five feet, landing almost where he left ground.
Man!
he snapped. A man’s cub. Look!
Directly in front of him, holding on by a low branch, stood a naked brown baby who could just walk, as soft and as dimpled a little thing as ever came to a wolf’s cave at night. He looked up into Father Wolf’s face and laughed.
Is that a man’s cub?
said Mother Wolf. I have never seen one. Bring it here.
A wolf accustomed to moving his own cubs can, if necessary, mouth an egg without breaking it, and though Father Wolf’s jaws closed right on the child’s back not a tooth even scratched the skin, as he laid it down among the cubs.
How little! How naked, and – how bold!
said Mother Wolf, softly. The baby was pushing his way between the cubs to get close to the warm hide. Ahai! He is taking his meal with the others. And so this is a man’s cub. Now was there ever a wolf that could boast of a man’s cub among her children?
I have heard now and again of such a thing, but never in our pack or in my time,
said Father Wolf. He is altogether without hair, and I could kill him with a touch of my foot. But see, he looks up and is not afraid.
The moonlight was blocked out of the mouth of the cave, for Shere Khan’s great square head and shoulders were thrust into the entrance, Tabaqui, behind him, was squeaking: My Lord, my Lord, it went in here!
Shere Khan does us great honour,
said Father Wolf, but his eyes were very angry. What does Shere Khan need?
My quarry. A man’s cub went this, way
said Shere Khan. Its parents have run off. Give it to me.
Shere Khan had jumped at a wood-cutter’s campfire, as Father Wolf had said, and was furious from the pain of his burned feet. But Father Wolf knew that the mouth of the cave was too narrow for a tiger to come in by. Even where he was, Shere Khan’s shoulders and fore paws were cramped for want of room, as a man’s would be if he tried to fight in a barrel.
The Wolves are a free people,
said Father Wolf. "They take orders from the Head of the Pack, and not from any striped