The Second Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling Chapter 7 Page 16

very long — nearly all my life, and my reward has been bites and blows,” said the Jackal.

“Ho! ho! ho!” roared the Adjutant.

“In August was the Jackal born;

The Rains fell in September;

‘Now such a fearful flood as this,’

Says he, ‘I can’t remember!’”

There is one very unpleasant peculiarity about the Adjutant. At uncertain times he suffers from acute attacks of the fidgets or cramp in his legs, and though he is more virtuous to behold than any of the cranes, who are all immensely respectable, he flies off into wild, cripple-stilt war-dances,