“Very good, very good,” trumpeted the Elephant; “that suits me; we will do it.”

Little Brother Rabbit sniggered to himself.  “They won’t rule me,” he said.  He ran away and got a very long, very strong rope, and he got his big drum, and hid the drum a long way off in the bushes.  Then he went along the beach till he came to the Whale.

“Oh, please, dear, strong Mr Whale,” he said, “will you have the great kindness to do me a favour?  My cow is stuck in the mud, a quarter of a mile from here.  And I can’t pull her out.  But you are so strong and so obliging, that I venture to trust you will help me out.”

The Whale was so pleased with the compliment that he said, “Yes,” at once.

“Then,” said the Rabbit, “I will tie this end of my long rope to you, and I will run away and tie the other end round my cow, and when I am ready I will beat my big drum.  When you hear that, pull very, very hard, for the cow is stuck very deep in the mud.”

“Huh!” grunted the Whale, “I’ll pull her out, if she is stuck to the horns.”

Little Brother Rabbit tied the rope-end to the Whale, and ran off, lippety, lippety, till he came to the place where the Elephant was.

“Oh, please, mighty and kindly Elephant,” he said, making a very low bow, “will you do me a favour?”

“What is it?” asked the Elephant.

“My cow is stuck in the mud, about a quarter of a mile from here,” said little Brother Rabbit, “and I cannot pull her out.  Of course you could.  If you will be so very obliging as to help me——­”

“Certainly,” said the Elephant grandly, “certainly.”

“Then,” said little Brother Rabbit, “I will tie one end of this long rope to your trunk, and the other to my cow, and as soon as I have tied her tightly I will beat my big drum.  When you hear that, pull; pull as hard as you can, for my cow is very heavy.”

“Never fear,” said the Elephant, “I could pull twenty cows.”

“I am sure you could,” said the Rabbit, politely, “only be sure to begin gently, and pull harder and harder till you get her.”

Then he tied the end of the rope tightly round the Elephant’s trunk, and ran away into the bushes.  There he sat down and beat the big drum.

The Whale began to pull, and the Elephant began to pull, and in a jiffy the rope tightened till it was stretched as hard as could be.

“This is a remarkably heavy cow,” said the Elephant; “but I’ll fetch her!” And he braced his forefeet in the earth, and gave a tremendous pull.

“Dear me!” said the Whale.  “That cow must be stuck mighty tight”; and he drove his tail deep in the water, and gave a marvellous pull.

He pulled harder; the Elephant pulled harder.  Pretty soon the Whale found himself sliding toward the land.  The reason was, of course, that the Elephant had something solid to brace against, and, beside, as fast as he pulled the rope in a little, he took a turn with it round his trunk!