"The pie! The pie!" cried Little Elephant. He just knew what would happen to that beautiful pie. He was so scared he closed his eyes and reached out his trunk. Then, PLUMP! he had caught it, and right side up!
Now Father Elephant had Grandpa by the ear and was pulling him up onto the platform, and poor old Grandpa was all out of breath. The street car was crowded because it was a beautiful Sunday and every elephant family wanted to go to the country. So there were no seats and Father and Mother and Grandpa and Little Elephant all had to stand up in the aisle.
That was all right for Father and Mother and Grandpa, because they were tall and could reach the straps with their trunks. But Little Elephant swayed around with nothing to hold on to and he couldn't see out of the window. He stepped on other passengers' toes and they looked at him crossly; and Little Elephant was very unhappy indeed.
Suddenly the car stopped with a terrible jerk and all the elephants bumped and joggled against each other as they slid toward the front. Father and Mother Elephant lost their balance and Grandpa disappeared from sight. Little Elephant was squashed in the crowd.
Then suddenly he heard the gentle wheezing voice
