New Releases by Rudyard Kipling

It was seven o''clock of a very warm evening in the Seeonee hills when Father Wolf woke up from his day''s rest, scratched himself, yawned, and spread out his paws one after the other to get rid of the sleepy feeling in their tips. Mother Wolf lay with her big gray nose dropped across her four tumbling, squealing cubs, and the moon shone into the mouth of the cave where they all lived. "Augrh!" said Father Wolf. "It is time to hunt again." He was going to spring down hill when a little shadow with a bushy tail crossed the threshold and whined: "Good luck go with you, O Chief of the Wolves. And good luck and strong white teeth go with noble children that they may never forget the hungry in this world."It was the jackal-Tabaqui, the Dish-licker-and the wolves of India despise Tabaqui because he runs about making mischief, and telling tales, and eating rags and pieces of leather from the village rubbish-heaps. But they are afraid of him too, because Tabaqui, more than anyone else in the jungle, is apt to go mad, and then he forgets that he was ever afraid of anyone, and runs through the forest biting everything in his way. Even the tiger runs and hides when little Tabaqui goes mad, for madness is the most disgraceful thing that can overtake a wild creature. We call it hydrophobia, but they call it dewanee-the madness-and run."Enter, then, and look," said Father Wolf stiffly, "but there is no food here.""For a wolf, no," said Tabaqui, "but for so mean a person as myself a dry bone is a good feast. Who are we, the Gidur-log [the jackal people], to pick and choose?" He scuttled to the back of the cave, where he found the bone of a buck with some meat on it, and sat cracking the end merrily."All thanks for this good meal," he said, licking his lips. "How beautiful are the noble children! How large are their eyes! And so young too! Indeed, indeed, I might have remembered that the children of kings are men from the beginning."Now, Tabaqui knew as well as anyone else that there is nothing so unlucky as to compliment children to their faces. It pleased him to see Mother and Father Wolf look uncomfortable.Tabaqui sat still, rejoicing in the mischief that he had made, and then he said spitefully:"Shere Khan, the Big One, has shifted his hunting grounds. He will hunt among these hills for the next moon, so he has told me."Shere Khan was the tiger who lived near the Waingunga River, twenty miles away."He has no right!" Father Wolf began angrily-"By the Law of the Jungle he has no right to change his quarters without due warning. He will frighten every head of game within ten miles, and I-I have to kill for two, these days.""His mother did not call him Lungri [the Lame One] for nothing," said Mother Wolf quietly. "He has been lame in one foot from his birth. That is why he has only killed cattle. Now the villagers of the Waingunga are angry with him, and he has come here to make our villagers angry. They will scour the jungle for him when he is far away, and we and our children must run when the grass is set alight. Indeed, we are very grateful to Shere Khan!""Shall I tell him of your gratitude?" said Tabaqui."Out!" snapped Father Wolf. "Out and hunt with thy master. Thou hast done harm enough for one night.""I go," said Tabaqui quietly. "Ye can hear Shere Khan below in the thickets. I might have saved myself the message."Father Wolf listened, and below in the valley that ran down to a little river he heard the dry, angry, snarly, singsong whine of a tiger who has caught nothing and does not care if all the jungle knows it."The fool!" said Father Wolf. "To begin a night''s work with that noise! Does he think that our buck are like his fat Waingunga bullocks?""H''sh. It is neither bullock nor buck he hunts to-night," said Mother Wolf. "It is Man."The whine had changed to a sort of humming purr that seemed to come from every quarter of the compass.

Stalky & Co. is a novel by Rudyard Kipling, about adolescent boys at a British boarding school. It was first published in 1899 (following serialisation in the Windsor Magazine). Reflecting its origins, the novel is episodic in nature, with self-contained chapters. It is set at an unnamed school referred to as the College or the Coll., which is based on the United Services College in Devon, which Kipling attended. The character Beetle, one of the main trio, is partly based on Kipling himself, while the charismatic character Stalky is based on Lionel Dunsterville, M''Turk is based on George Charles Beresford and Mr King is based on William Carr Crofts. The stories have elements of revenge, the macabre, bullying and violence, and hints about sex, making them far from childish or idealised. For example, Beetle pokes fun at an earlier, more earnest, boys'' book, Eric, or, Little by Little, thus flaunting his more worldly outlook. There is also some information about Stalky in later life

(Children''s Classics) The adventures of Mowgli, an abandoned man-cub who is raised by wolves in the Indian jungle and many other tales in this book use animals in an anthropomorphic manner to give lessons. The other stories in this Fantastica edition include Rikki-Tikki-Tavi, a heroic mongoose, and Toomai of the Elephants, the tale of a young elephant-handler. "This is the hour of pride and power, talon and tush and claw. Oh hear the call!-good hunting all that keep the Jungle Law!"" The Jungle Book contains seven short stories and seven poems. The first three stories are about Mowgli, while the remaining four each focus on different protagonists. On the night of a big hunt, Father Wolf and Mother Wolf discover a man''s cub in the bushes, abandoned and naked. Mother Wolf immediately decides she will raise him as one of her own cubs, much to the tiger Shere Khan''s dismay. Shere Khan believes the child was his to eat, and he is not happy to be turned away. Mother Wolf names the child Mowgli, which she says means frog. At the wolf Pack Council, Mowgli is accepted by the other wolves only after Baloo, a kind bear who teaches the cubs about the Jungle Law, and Bagheera, the black panther, vouch for him.

BornJoseph Rudyard Kipling 30 December 1865 Bombay, Bombay Presidency, British India Died18 January 1936 (aged 70) Middlesex Hospital, London, England, United Kingdom Resting placePoets'' Corner, Westminster Abbey, London OccupationShort story writer, novelist, poet, journalist NationalityBritish GenreShort story, novel, children''s literature, poetry, travel literature, science fiction

The Second Jungle Book is a sequel to The Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling. First published in 1895, it features five stories about Mowgli and three unrelated stories, all but one set in India, most of which Kipling wrote while living in Vermont.

Presents the adventures of Mowgli, a boy reared by a pack of wolves, and the wild animals of the jungle.

The weather door of the smoking-room had been left open to the North Atlantic fog, as the big liner rolled and lifted, whistling to warn the fishing-fleet. "That Cheyne boy''s the biggest nuisance aboard," said a man in a frieze overcoat, shutting the door with a bang. "He isn''t wanted here. He''s too fresh." A white-haired German reached for a sandwich, and grunted between bites: "I know der breed. Ameriga is full of dot kind. I dell you you should imbort ropes'' ends free under your dariff."

Contents Mowgli''s Brothers Hunting-Song of the Seeonee Pack Kaa''s Hunting Road-Song of the Bandar-Log "Tiger! Tiger!" Mowgli''s Song The White Seal Lukannon "Rikki-Tikki-Tavi" Darzee''s Chant Toomai of the Elephants Shiv and the Grasshopper Her Majesty''s Servants Parade Song of the Camp Animals

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. 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. 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. His eyes and the end of his restless nose were pink. He could scratch himself anywhere he pleased with any leg, front or back, that he chose to use. He could fluff up his tail till it looked like a bottle brush, and his war cry as he scuttled through the long grass was: "Rikk-tikk-tikki-tikki-tchk!" One day, a high summer flood washed him out of the burrow where he lived with his father and mother, and carried him, kicking and clucking, down a roadside ditch. He found a little wisp of grass floating there, and clung to it till he lost his senses. When he revived, he was lying in the hot sun on the middle of a garden path, very draggled indeed, and a small boy was saying, "Here''s a dead mongoose. Let''s have a funeral."

From Mowgli''s relentless battle against the man-eating, lame-footed tiger Shere Khan to Rikki-Tikki-Tavi''s great war against the sinister cobras Nag and Nagaina, Rudyard Kipling''s classic The Jungle Book has been filling our lives with excitement for more than a century now. No personal library is complete without this timeless novel, and this edition enhanced for use in the classroom is a must have for any teacher about to embark on this literary adventure. Inspired by eight years of successful use in his own classroom, author and teacher David Scott Fields II - of the Chronicles of the Imagination series - has compiled this latest release to include journals, vocabulary, quizzes, and writing projects all aimed at teaching the elements of fiction using a literary masterpiece. This edition includes all seven short stories originally released in the first Jungle Book published in 1883-1884, including Mowgli''s Brothers, Kaa''s Hunting, "Tiger! Tiger!", The White Seal, "Rikki-Tikki-Tavi", Toomai of the Elephants, and Her Majesty'' Servants. Great for grades 6 through 8!

A passage from the book... IN the sea, once upon a time, O my Best Beloved, there was a Whale, and he ate fishes. He ate the starfish and the garfish, and the crab and the dab, and the plaice and the dace, and the skate and his mate, and the mackereel and the pickereel, and the really truly twirly-whirly eel. All the fishes he could find in all the sea he ate with his mouth-so! Till at last there was only one small fish left in all the sea, and he was a small ''Stute Fish, and he swam a little behind the Whale''s right ear, so as to be out of harm''s way. Then the Whale stood up on his tail and said, ''I''m hungry.'' And the small ''Stute Fish said in a small ''stute voice, ''Noble and generous Cetacean, have you ever tasted Man?'' ''No,'' said the Whale. ''What is it like?'' ''Nice,'' said the small ''Stute Fish. ''Nice but nubbly.'' ''Then fetch me some,'' said the Whale, and he made the sea froth up with his tail.

A passage from the book... n summer all right-minded boys built huts in the furze-hill behind the College-little lairs whittled out of the heart of the prickly bushes, full of stumps, odd root-ends, and spikes, but, since they were strictly forbidden, palaces of delight. And for the fifth summer in succession, Stalky, McTurk, and Beetle (this was before they reached the dignity of a study) had built like beavers a place of retreat and meditation, where they smoked. Now, there was nothing in their characters as known to Mr. Prout, their house-master, at all commanding respect; nor did Foxy, the subtle red-haired school Sergeant, trust them. His business was to wear tennis-shoes, carry binoculars, and swoop hawklike upon evil boys. Had he taken the field alone, that hut would have been raided, for Foxy knew the manners of his quarry; but Providence moved Mr. Prout, whose school-name, derived from the size of his feet, was Hoofer, to investigate on his own account; and it was the cautious Stalky who found the track of his pugs on the very floor of their lair one peaceful afternoon when Stalky would fain have forgotten Prout and his works in a volume of Surtees and a new briar-wood pipe. Crusoe, at sight of the footprint, did not act more swiftly than Stalky. He removed the pipes, swept up all loose match-ends, and departed to warn Beetle and McTurk.

For the modern reader of Kipling''s Barrack-Room Ballads - among the most enduringly popular poems ever published in England - some explanation of their contemporary expressions and allusions and their military context is necessary if he is to appreciate them in their full glory. John Whitehead, critic and biographer who himself served with the Indian Army in Burma, has provided this in full measure in his entertaining and scholarly Introduction and comprehensive textual Notes. This Centenary Edition of the ballads is unlikely ever to be superseded.

A courageous mongoose thwarts the evil plans of Nag and Nagaina, two big black cobras who live in the garden.

The Jungle Books can be regarded as classic stories told by an adult to children. But they also constitute a complex literary work of art in which the whole of Kipling''s philosophy of life is expressed in miniature. They are best known for the ''Mowgli'' stories; the tale of a baby abandoned and brought up by wolves, educated in the ways and secrets of the jungle by Kaa the python, Baloo the bear, and Bagheera the black panther.

Young disciple of an old Lama, street Arab and apprentice in the secret service, receives an unique education in shady walks of Anglo-Indian life.

Esta es una edición bilingüe de la novela de Rudyard Kipling. La historia se basa en cuentos de animales de la selva india que, de forma antropomórfica, plantean lecciones morales. BiBook te permite leer esta obra en versión original y sin necesidad de diccionarios. Gracias a la tecnología BiBook podrás leer cómodamente en inglés, consultando la versión traducida al español cada vez que lo necesites. Olvídate del diccionario. Una traducción párrafo por párrafo está disponible pulsando un enlace sobre la primera letra de cada párrafo. Aprende inglés mientras disfrutas de la lectura. La mayoría de expertos coinciden en que la mejor forma de aprender un idioma es leer. Disfruta de este libro desde un ereader o también en tu móvil o tableta y tus desplazamientos en metro nunca volverán a ser aburridos.