_THE TENTH CHAPTER_
THE RAREST ANIMAL OF ALL
PUSHMI-PULLYUS are now extinct. That means, there aren’t any more. Butlong ago, when Doctor Dolittle was alive, there were some of them stillleft in the deepest jungles of Africa; and even then they were very,very scarce. They had no tail, but a head at each end, and sharp hornson each head. They were very shy and terribly hard to catch. The blackmen get most of their animals by sneaking up behind them while they arenot looking. But you could not do this with the pushmi-pullyu—because,no matter which way you came towards him, he was always facing you.And besides, only one half of him slept at a time. The other headwas always awake—and watching. This was why they were never caughtand never seen in Zoos. Though many of the greatest huntsmen andthe cleverest menagerie-keepers spent years of their lives searchingthrough the jungles in all weathers for pushmi-pullyus, not a singleone had ever been caught. Even then, years ago, he was the only animalin the world with two heads.
Well, the monkeys set out hunting for this animal through the forest.And after they had gone a good many miles, one of them found peculiarfootprints near the edge of a river; and they knew that a pushmi-pullyumust be very near that spot.
Then they went along the bank of the river a little way and they saw aplace where the grass was high and thick; and they guessed that he wasin there.
So they all joined hands and made a great circle round the high grass.The pushmi-pullyu heard them coming; and he tried hard to break throughthe ring of monkeys. But he couldn’t do it. When he saw that it was nouse trying to escape, he sat down and waited to see what they wanted.
They asked him if he would go with Doctor Dolittle and be put on showin the Land of the White Men.
But he shook both his heads hard and said, “Certainly not!”
They explained to him that he would not be shut up in a menagerie butwould just be looked at. They told him that the Doctor was a very kindman but hadn’t any money; and people would pay to see a two-headedanimal and the Doctor would get rich and could pay for the boat he hadborrowed to come to Africa in.
But he answered, “No. You know how shy I am—I hate being stared at.”And he almost began to cry.
Then for three days they tried to persuade him.
And at the end of the third day he said he would come with them and seewhat kind of a man the Doctor was, first.
So the monkeys traveled back with the pushmi-pullyu. And when they cameto where the Doctor’s little house of grass was, they knocked on thedoor.
The duck, who was packing the trunk, said, “Come in!”
And Chee-Chee very proudly took the animal inside and showed him to theDoctor.
“What in the world is it?” asked John Dolittle, gazing at the strangecreature.
“Lord save us!” cried the duck. “How does it make up its mind?”
“It doesn’t look to me as though it had any,” said Jip, the dog.
“This, Doctor,” said Chee-Chee, “is the pushmi-pullyu—the rarest animalof the African jungles, the only two-headed beast in the world! Takehim home with you and your fortune’s made. People will pay any money tosee him.”
“But I don’t want any money,” said the Doctor.
“Yes, you do,” said Dab-Dab, the duck. “Don’t you remember how we hadto pinch and scrape to pay the butcher’s bill in Puddleby? And how areyou going to get the sailor the new boat you spoke of—unless we havethe money to buy it?”
“‘Lord save us!’ cried the duck. ‘How does it make upits mind?’”]
“I was going to make him one,” said the Doctor.
“Oh, do be sensible!” cried Dab-Dab. “Where would you get all the woodand the nails to make one with?—And besides, what are we going tolive on? We shall be poorer than ever when we get back. Chee-Chee’sperfectly right: take the funny-looking thing along, do!”
“Well, perhaps there is something in what you say,” murmured theDoctor. “It certainly would make a nice new kind of pet. But does theer—what-do-you-call-it really want to go abroad?”
“Yes, I’ll go,” said the pushmi-pullyu who saw at once, from theDoctor’s face, that he was a man to be trusted. “You have been so kindto the animals here—and the monkeys tell me that I am the only one whowill do. But you must promise me that if I do not like it in the Landof the White Men you will send me back.”
“Why, certainly—of course, of course,” said the Doctor. “Excuse me,surely you are related to the Deer Family, are you not?”
“Yes,” said the pushmi-pullyu—“to the Abyssinian Gazelles and theAsiatic Chamois—on my mother’s side. My father’s great-grandfather wasthe last of the Unicorns.”
“Most interesting!” murmured the Doctor; and he took a book out of thetrunk which Dab-Dab was packing and began turning the pages. “Let ussee if Buffon says anything—”
“I notice,” said the duck, “that you only talk with one of your mouths.Can’t the other head talk as well?”
“Oh, yes,” said the pushmi-pullyu. “But I keep the other mouth foreating—mostly. In that way I can talk while I am eating without beingrude. Our people have always been very polite.”
When the packing was finished and everything was ready to start, themonkeys gave a grand party for the Doctor, and all the animals of thejungle came. And they had pineapples and mangoes and honey and allsorts of good things to eat and drink.
After they had all finished eating, the Doctor got up and said,
“My friends: I am not clever at speaking long words after dinner, likesome men; and I have just eaten many fruits and much honey. But I wishto tell you that I am very sad at leaving your beautiful country.Because I have things to do in the Land of the White Men, I must go.After I have gone, remember never to let the flies settle on your foodbefore you eat it; and do not sleep on the ground when the rains arecoming. I—er—er—I hope you will all live happily ever after.”
When the Doctor stopped speaking and sat down, all the monkeys clappedtheir hands a long time and said to one another, “Let it be rememberedalways among our people that he sat and ate with us, here, under thetrees. For surely he is the Greatest of Men!”
And the Grand Gorilla, who had the strength of seven horses in hishairy arms, rolled a great rock up to the head of the table and said,
“This stone for all time shall mark the spot.”
And even to this day, in the heart of the jungle, that stone stillis there. And monkey-mothers, passing through the forest with theirfamilies, still point down at it from the branches and whisper to theirchildren, “Sh! There it is—look—where the Good White Man sat and atefood with us in the Year of the Great Sickness!”
Then, when the party was over, the Doctor and his pets started out togo back to the seashore. And all the monkeys went with him as far asthe edge of their country, carrying his trunk and bags, to see himoff.