We raised our lance when he rose to breathe , We drove it downward -- so ! And we played him thus , and we killed him thus , Out on the edge of the floe . Our gloves are glued with the frozen blood , Our eyes with the drifting snow ; But we come back to our wives again , Back from the edge of the floe ! Au jana ! Aua ! Oha ! Haq ! And the loaded dog-teams go , And the wives can hear their men come back . Back from the edge of the floe ! RED DOG For our white and our excellent nights -- for the nights of swift running . Fair ranging , far seeing , good hunting , sure cunning ! For the smells of the dawning , untainted , ere dew has departed ! For the rush through the mist , and the quarry blind-started ! For the cry of our mates when the sambhur has wheeled and is standing at bay , For the risk and the riot of night ! For the sleep at the lair-mouth by day , It is met , and we go to the fight . Bay ! O Bay ! It was after the letting in of the Jungle that the pleasantest part of Mowgli 's life began . He had the good conscience that comes from paying debts ; all the Jungle was his friend , and just a little afraid of him . The things that he did and saw and heard when he was wandering from one people to another , with or without his four companions , would make many many stories , each as long as this one .
So you will never be told how he met the Mad Elephant of Mandla , who killed two-and-twenty bullocks drawing eleven carts of coined silver to the Government Treasury , and scattered the shiny rupees in the dust ; how he fought Jacala , the Crocodile , all one long XXXXX in the Marshes of the North , and broke his skinning-knife on the brute 's back-plates ; how he found a new and longer knife round the neck of a man who had been killed by a wild boar , and how he tracked that boar and killed him as a fair price for the knife ; how he was caught up once in the Great Famine , by the moving of the deer , and nearly crushed to death in the swaying hot herds ; how he saved Hathi the Silent from being once more trapped in a pit with a stake at the bottom , and how , next day , he himself fell into a very cunning leopard-trap , and how Hathi broke the thick wooden bars to pieces above him ; how he milked the wild buffaloes in the swamp , and how -- But we must tell one tale at a time .
Au Aua Bay Haq Oha day dog-teams night nights sambhur