"
So he found a great big tree that the wind had blown down, and, taking
this in his strong trunk, the elephant laid it across the river, and then
he laid another tree and another, and pretty soon he had as good a bridge
as one could wish, and he and Uncle Wiggily crossed over on it.
Well, they hadn't gone on very far, before, all of a sudden the elephant
fell down, and he was so heavy that he shook the ground just like when a
locomotive choo-choo engine rushes past.
"Oh, whatever is the matter?" asked Uncle Wiggily. "Did you hurt
yourself?"
"No," said the elephant, sad-like, "I am not hurt, but I am sick. I guess
I drank too much ice water, which is a bad thing to do in hot weather. Oh,
how ill I am! You had better go for a doctor."
Well, that poor elephant was so ill that he had to lie down on the ground,
and he cried and groaned, and the big tears rolled down his trunk, and
made quite a mud puddle on the earth. For when an elephant is ill he is
very ill, indeed, as there is so much of him.
"I'll cover you with leaves so you won't get sunburned," said Uncle
Wiggily, "and then I'll hop off for a doctor." Well, it takes a great
number of leaves to cover up an elephant, but finally the rabbit did it,
and then away he started.
He looked everywhere for an elephant doctor, but he couldn't seem to find
any.
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