When the dole was ended , laughingly she said , `` Master , of a million mouths , is not one unfed ? '' Laughing , Shiv made answer , `` All have had their part , Even he , the little one , hidden ` neath thy heart . '' From her breast she plucked it , Parbati the thief , Saw the Least of Little Things gnawed a new-grown leaf ! Saw and feared and wondered , making prayer to Shiv , Who hath surely given meat to all that live . All things made he -- Shiva the Preserver . Mahadeo ! Mahadeo ! He made all , -- Thorn for the camel , fodder for the kine , And mother 's heart for sleepy head , O little son of mine ! Her Majesty 's Servants You can work it out by Fractions or by simple Rule of Three , But the way of Tweedle-dum is not the way of Tweedle-dee . You can twist it , you can turn it , you can plait it till you drop , But the way of Pilly Winky 's not the way of Winkie Pop ! It had been raining heavily for one whole month -- raining on a camp of thirty thousand men and thousands of camels , elephants , horses , bullocks , and mules all gathered together at a place called Rawal Pindi , to be reviewed by the Viceroy of India . He was receiving a visit from the Amir of Afghanistan -- a wild king of a very wild country . The Amir had brought with him for a bodyguard eight hundred men and horses who had never seen a camp or a locomotive before in their lives -- savage men and savage horses from somewhere at the back of Central Asia . Every night a mob of these horses would be sure to break their heel ropes and stampede up and down the camp through the mud in the dark , or the camels would break loose and run about and fall over the ropes of the tents , and you can imagine how pleasant that was for men trying to go to sleep . My tent lay far away from the camel lines , and I thought it was safe . But one night a man popped his head in and shouted , `` Get out , quick ! They 're coming ! My tent 's gone ! '' I knew who `` they '' were , so I put on my boots and waterproof and scuttled out into the slush . Little Vixen , my fox terrier , went out through the other side ; and then there was a roaring and a grunting and bubbling , and I saw the tent cave in , as the pole snapped , and begin to dance about like a mad ghost .
A XXXXX had blundered into it , and wet and angry as I was , I could not help laughing .
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