She headed straight for the long grass by the thorn-bush, and as he was running Rikki-tikki heard Darzee still singing his foolish little song of triumph. When morning came he was very stiff, but well pleased with his doings. I must get to the melon-bed, and if I went there now she'd see me. But Rikki did not know. Rikki-tikki heard them going up the path from the stables, and he raced for the end of the melon patch near the wall. Great is Rikki-tikki with the white teeth.
We must sing his death song. He was a mongoose, r This is the story of the great war that Rikki-tikki-tavi fought single-handed, through the bath-rooms of the big bungalow in Segowlee cantonment. The big man has gone for his gun! The great God Brahm put his mark upon all our people, when the first cobra spread his hood to keep the sun off Brahm as he slept. He bit off the tops of the eggs as fast as he could, taking care to crush the young cobras, and turned over the litter from time to time to see whether he had missed any. Let's give him something to eat. He was dizzy, aching, and felt shaken to pieces when something went off like a thunderclap just behind him. It was a serious matter for him.
He sat on all their laps one after the other, because every well-brought-up mongoose always hopes to be a house mongoose some day and have rooms to run about in; and Rikki-tikki's mother she used to live in the general's house at Segowlee had carefully told Rikki what to do if ever he came across white men. And if he fights--O Rikki! It still lay on the veranda, and Nagaina came nearer and nearer to it, till at last, while Rikki-tikki was drawing breath, she caught it in her mouth, turned to the veranda steps, and flew like an arrow down the path, with Rikki-tikki behind her. I am not ready yet. They are still and white. The house was as still as still, but he thought he could just catch the faintest scratch-scratch in the world--a noise as faint as that of a wasp walking on a window-pane--the dry scratch of a snake's scales on brick-work. Go in quietly, and remember that the big man who killed Karait is the first one to bite. When a snake misses its stroke, it never says anything or gives any sign of what it means to do next.
This is the story of the great war that Rikki-tikki-tavi fought single-handed, through the bath-rooms of the big bungalow in Segowlee cantonment. The big man had been wakened by the noise, and had fired both barrels of a shotgun into Nag just behind the hood. It gave him confidence in himself, and when Teddy came running down the path, Rikki-tikki was ready to be petted. Nag coiled himself up, raised his head, and looked into the bathroom in the dark, and Rikki could see his eyes glitter. Darzee, the Tailorbird, helped him, and Chuchundra, the musk-rat, who never comes out into the middle of the floor, but always creeps round by the wall, gave him advice, but Rikki-tikki did the real fighting. Nag was asleep, and Rikki-tikki looked at his big back, wondering which would be the best place for a good hold. Rikki-tikki jumped up and backward.
After receiving his education in England, he returned to India and worked as a journalist, composing and publishing short stories and poetry in his spare time. She hid them there weeks ago. You may want to reference a to use animals from the country where the story takes place. Teddy's mother might just as well have petted Teddy for playing in the dust. Perhaps he isn't really dead.
First, have each student select an animal to write about. Darzee's wife fluttered on, piping sorrowfully, and never leaving the ground, and Nagaina quickened her pace. If Darzee had helped they might have turned her, but Nagaina only lowered her hood and went on. Your students should conclude that the illustrations help tell the story: the artist mirrors Rudyard Kipling's style and reflects or adds to the feelings and events in each illustration. Nag waved to and fro, and then Rikki-tikki heard him drinking from the biggest water-jar that was used to fill the bath. Rikki-tikki saw Teddy's father shoot out a big hand, catch Teddy by the shoulder, and drag him across the little table with the tea-cups, safe and out of reach of Nagaina. I shall wait here till he comes.
The hooded Death has missed! Chuchundra is a broken-hearted little beast. This shall end when one is dead; At thy pleasure, Nag. He whimpers and cheeps all the night, trying to make up his mind to run into the middle of the room. But Darzee had built it out of reach of snakes, and it only swayed to and fro. He nearly drowned himself in the bath-tubs, put his nose into the ink on a writing table, and burned it on the end of the big man's cigar, for he climbed up in the big man's lap to see how writing was done.
Have your students write and illustrate a story about an animal that includes examples of fact and personification. Then he was battered to and fro as a rat is shaken by a dog--to and fro on the floor, up and down, and around in great circles, but his eyes were red and he held on as the body cart-whipped over the floor, upsetting the tin dipper and the soap dish and the flesh brush, and banged against the tin side of the bath. He heard her savage hiss as the stroke missed. Oh, foolish people, who killed my Nag! Rikki-tikki shook some of the dust out of his fur and sneezed. Turn for turn and twist for twist-- Run and hide thee, Nag. Come and fight with me. He was a mongoose, rather like a little cat in his fur and his tail, but quite like a weasel in his head and his habits.
Rikki-tikki looked down between the boy's collar and neck, snuffed at his ear, and climbed down to the floor, where he sat rubbing his nose. The boy in the house threw a stone at me and broke it. It was dark in the hole; and Rikki-tikki never knew when it might open out and give Nagaina room to turn and strike at him. But his wife was a sensible bird, and she knew that cobra's eggs meant young cobras later on. But Darzee's wife was wiser.
If you move I strike, and if you do not move I strike. For you will go to the rubbish heap with Nag. Keep very still, all you three! If Rikki-tikki had only known, he was doing a much more dangerous thing than fighting Nag, for Karait is so small, and can turn so quickly, that unless Rikki bit him close to the back of the head, he would get the return stroke in his eye or his lip. After the discussion, you may wish to have each student illustrate a passage of his or her choice using either the available from or traditional art materials. When your students finish, have them return to the online text and scroll down to the following two illustrations to discuss the artwork: 1. But he was a restless companion, because he had to get up and attend to every noise all through the night, and find out what made it.