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title: The Elephant’s Child — Just so stories · full text with trees · page 2
description: The Elephant’s Child, «Just so stories» by Rudyard Kipling: the whole chapter, every sentence with its dependency tree and pragmatics. It begins: IN the High and Far-Off Times the Elephant, O Best Beloved, had no trunk.
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# The Elephant’s Child · page 2

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- [101](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2781/6/101/) — When they came back nobody spanked anybody any more; and ever since that day, O Best Beloved, all the Elephants you will ever see, besides all those that you won’t, have trunks precisely like the trunk of the ‘satiable Elephant’s Child.
- [102](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2781/6/102/) — I Keep six honest serving-men: (They taught me all I knew) Their names are What and Where and When And How and Why and Who.
- [103](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2781/6/103/) — I send them over land and sea, I send them east and west; But after they have worked for me, I give them all a rest.
- [104](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2781/6/104/) — I let them rest from nine till five.
- [105](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2781/6/105/) — For I am busy then, As well as breakfast, lunch, and tea, For they are hungry men: But different folk have different views: I know a person small-- She keeps ten million serving-men, Who get no rest at all!
- [106](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2781/6/106/) — She sends ‘em abroad on her own affairs, From the second she opens her eyes-- One million Hows, two million Wheres, And seven million Whys!

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