"
"I should say not!" laughed Bert. "Even a baby elephant would be too
heavy. Look at this one stretch out his trunk to us. He wants something to
eat, I guess!"
The big elephant, in front of whose barred cage the Bobbsey twins stood,
did seem to be begging for something to eat.
Flossie had carried from the hotel a rosy-cheeked apple, which the waiter
had given her at breakfast. Not wanting to eat it, she carried it with her
to the park, and had it in her hand.
Now, for some reason or other, probably without thinking, she held it out
to the elephant. The big animal saw what she was doing and turned toward
Flossie.
"Oh, you mustn't feed the elephant!" cried Mrs. Bobbsey. "It's against the
rules."
"I'm not feeding him, Mother," Flossie answered. "I'm just lettin' him
_smell_ it. It smells awful good!"
And just then the apple slipped from Flossie's hand and rolled or bounced
straight into the elephant's cage, between the iron bars.
"Oh, my nice apple!" cried the little girl, and before any one could stop
her she had crawled under the front rail, and had run in between the bars.
Right into the cage of the big elephant ran Flossie after her apple.
CHAPTER XVII
CALLED HOME
For a moment Mr. Bobbsey, as well as his wife, was so surprised at what
Flossie had done that neither could say or do anything. They just stood
and looked at the little girl who was walking toward the apple, which lay
in the straw just in front of the big elephant.
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