Modoc - The True Story of the Greatest Elephant That Ever Lived by Helfer Ralph

Author:Helfer, Ralph [Helfer, Ralph]
Language: spa
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 1970-05-05T21:00:00+00:00

Modoc - The True Story of the Greatest Elephant That Ever Lived

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A HUNDRED YARDS DOWNSTREAM Bram found a place where the water widened. With Bram scooping the dirt with his hands and Modoc repeatedly dragging a front foot, they succeeded in creating a fair-sized shallow pool. He had Mo lie down in the middle so he could pour cool water over her injury.

Sucking in the water, she blasted it deep into the six-inch wound. She sometimes winced from the pain. Using a scrap of cloth, he cleaned and dried the hole as best he could. He knew he had to get her to a doctor to prevent infection from setting in. Cutting off a piece of the damaged cinch, he fashioned a huge bandage, which he put around her chest, supported by another rope over her shoulder.

Due to Modoc’s weakened condition, he decided to leave the howdah behind. Putting anything worth salvaging into two bags, he tied a rope between them and hung them around his neck. Bram

walked by Mo’s side, leaving a pool of crimson red as they followed the stream, heading toward the mountains in the near distance.

It had been two days since the abduction and Modoc had slowed down considerably, occasionally dragging her feet in the dirt. Her ears hung forward, head low, eyes droopy. Her bleeding had subsided but there was considerable swelling and pus oozing from the wound.

On the morning of the third day they arrived at the edge of the mountains, where a quaint village nestled near a small sheltered valley. The community, poor as it was, existed on the side of a hill that had not been graded. No one bothered to cut horizontal floors in the houses to walk on, but rather built them on the natural slant of the hill. Although not too severe a slope, it nevertheless caused a ball to roll from one end of a room to the other with ease. The slant was everywhere, and the local citizens didn’t seem to mind walking, sleeping, sitting, or eating in this strange position. Bram was to discover the reason for this unusual phenomenon was the yearly floods that came with the monsoon season. The downpours were so heavy, the floods would roar down the mountainside, literally lifting some of the old structures off the ground. Trenches were built to avert the onslaught but it proved too powerful, and hence holes were cut into the backs of the buildings to allow the water to run its course through the houses without washing away the floors, or the houses themselves. Seeing it happen every year, they had decided long ago not to bother with repairs.

Although there were many goats, Brahmas, and pigs running loose, Bram saw no elephants. As they approached, several people came out to see the two. Apparently not many passed this way. Surrounding Bram and Modoc, they spoke among themselves in a dialect Bram had not heard before.

He pointed to Modoc’s wound and gestured for need of medical treatment.

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