How the Leopard Got His Spots by Rudyard Kipling
IN the days when everybody started fair, Best Beloved, the Leopard
lived in a place called the High Veldt. 'Member it wasn't the Low
Veldt, or the Bush Veldt, or the Sour Veldt, but the 'sclusively bare,
hot, shiny High Veldt, where there was sand and sandy-coloured rock
and 'sclusively tufts of sandy- yellowish grass. The Giraffe and the
Zebra and the Eland and the Koodoo and the Hartebeest lived there; and
they were 'sclusively sandy-yellow-brownish all over; but the Leopard,
he was the 'sclusivest sandiest-yellowish-brownest of them all--a
greyish-yellowish catty-shaped kind of beast, and he matched the
'sclusively yellowish-greyish-brownish colour of the High Veldt to one
hair. This was very bad for the Giraffe and the Zebra and the rest of
them; for he would lie down by a 'sclusively
yellowish-greyish-brownish stone or clump of grass, and when the
Giraffe or the Zebra or the Eland or the Koodoo or the Bush-Buck or
the Bonte-Buck came by he would surprise them out of their jumpsome
lives. He would indeed! And, also, there was an Ethiopian with bows
and arrows (a 'sclusively greyish-brownish-yellowish man he was then),
who lived on the High Veldt with the Leopard; and the two used to hunt
together--the Ethiopian with his bows and arrows, and the Leopard
'sclusively with his teeth and claws--till the Giraffe and the Eland
and the Koodoo and the Quagga and all the rest of them didn't know
which way to jump, Best Beloved. They didn't indeed!
After a long time--things lived for ever so long in those
days--they learned to avoid anything that looked like a Leopard or an
Ethiopian; and bit by bit--the Giraffe began it, because his legs were
the longest--they went away from the High Veldt. They scuttled for
days and days and days till they came to a great forest, 'sclusively
full of trees and bushes and stripy, speckly, patchy-blatchy shadows,
and there they hid: and after another long time, what with standing
half in the shade and half out of it, and what with the slippery-slidy
shadows of the trees falling on them, the Giraffe grew blotchy, and
the Zebra grew stripy, and the Eland and the Koodoo grew darker, with
little wavy grey lines on their backs like bark on a tree trunk; and
so, though you could hear them and smell them, you could very seldom
see them, and then only when you knew precisely where to look. They
had a beautiful time in the 'sclusively speckly-spickly shadows of the
forest, while the Leopard and the Ethiopian ran about over the
'sclusively greyish-yellowish-reddish High Veldt outside, wondering
where all their breakfasts and their dinners and their teas had gone.
At last they were so hungry that they ate rats and beetles and
rock-rabbits, the Leopard and the Ethiopian, and then they had the
Big Tummy-ache, both together; and then they met Baviaan--the
dog-headed, barking Baboon, who is Quite the Wisest Animal in All
Said Leopard to Baviaan (and it was a very hot day), 'Where has
all the game gone?'
And Baviaan winked. He knew.
Said the Ethiopian to Baviaan, 'Can you tell me the present
habitat of the aboriginal Fauna?' (That meant just the same thing,
but the Ethiopian always used long words. He was a grown-up.)
And Baviaan winked. He knew.
Then said Baviaan, 'The game has gone into other spots; and my
advice to you, Leopard, is to go into other spots as soon as you
And the Ethiopian said, 'That is all very fine, but I wish to know
whither the aboriginal Fauna has migrated.'
Then said Baviaan, 'The aboriginal Fauna has joined the aboriginal
Flora because it was high time for a change; and my advice to you,
Ethiopian, is to change as soon as you can.'
That puzzled the Leopard and the Ethiopian, but they set off to
look for the aboriginal Flora, and presently, after ever so many
days, they saw a great, high, tall forest full of tree trunks all
'sclusively speckled and sprottled and spottled, dotted and splashed
and slashed and hatched and cross-hatched with shadows. (Say that
quickly aloud, and you will see how very shadowy the forest must have
'What is this,' said the Leopard, 'that is so 'sclusively dark,
and yet so full of little pieces of light?'
'I don't know, said the Ethiopian, 'but it ought to be the
aboriginal Flora. I can smell Giraffe, and I can hear Giraffe, but I
can't see Giraffe.'
'That's curious,' said the Leopard. 'I suppose it is because we
have just come in out of the sunshine. I can smell Zebra, and I can
hear Zebra, but I can't see Zebra.'
'Wait a bit, said the Ethiopian. 'It's a long time since we've
hunted 'em. Perhaps we've forgotten what they were like.'
'Fiddle!' said the Leopard. 'I remember them perfectly on the High
Veldt, especially their marrow-bones. Giraffe is about seventeen feet
high, of a 'sclusively fulvous golden-yellow from head to heel; and
Zebra is about four and a half feet high, of a'sclusively grey-fawn
colour from head to heel.'
'Umm, said the Ethiopian, looking into the speckly-spickly shadows
of the aboriginal Flora-forest. 'Then they ought to show up in this
dark place like ripe bananas in a smokehouse.'
But they didn't. The Leopard and the Ethiopian hunted all day; and
though they could smell them and hear them, they never saw one of
'For goodness' sake,' said the Leopard at tea-time, 'let us wait
till it gets dark. This daylight hunting is a perfect scandal.'
So they waited till dark, and then the Leopard heard something
breathing sniffily in the starlight that fell all stripy through the
branches, and he jumped at the noise, and it smelt like Zebra, and it
felt like Zebra, and when he knocked it down it kicked like Zebra, but
he couldn't see it. So he said, 'Be quiet, O you person without any
form. I am going to sit on your head till morning, because there is
something about you that I don't understand.'
Presently he heard a grunt and a crash and a scramble, and the
Ethiopian called out, 'I've caught a thing that I can't see. It
smells like Giraffe, and it kicks like Giraffe, but it hasn't any
'Don't you trust it,' said the Leopard. 'Sit on its head till the
morning--same as me. They haven't any form--any of 'em.'
So they sat down on them hard till bright morning-time, and then
Leopard said, 'What have you at your end of the table, Brother?'
The Ethiopian scratched his head and said, 'It ought to be
'sclusively a rich fulvous orange-tawny from head to heel, and it
ought to be Giraffe; but it is covered all over with chestnut
blotches. What have you at your end of the table, Brother?'
And the Leopard scratched his head and said, 'It ought to be
'sclusively a delicate greyish-fawn, and it ought to be Zebra; but it
is covered all over with black and purple stripes. What in the world
have you been doing to yourself, Zebra? Don't you know that if you
were on the High Veldt I could see you ten miles off? You haven't any
'Yes,' said the Zebra, 'but this isn't the High Veldt. Can't you
'I can now,' said the Leopard. 'But I couldn't all yesterday. How
is it done?'
'Let us up,' said the Zebra, 'and we will show you.
They let the Zebra and the Giraffe get up; and Zebra moved away to
some little thorn-bushes where the sunlight fell all stripy, and
Giraffe moved off to some tallish trees where the shadows fell all
'Now watch,' said the Zebra and the Giraffe. 'This is the way it's
done. One--two--three! And where's your breakfast?'
Leopard stared, and Ethiopian stared, but all they could see were
stripy shadows and blotched shadows in the forest, but never a sign
of Zebra and Giraffe. They had just walked off and hidden themselves
in the shadowy forest.
'Hi! Hi!' said the Ethiopian. 'That's a trick worth learning. Take
a lesson by it, Leopard. You show up in this dark place like a bar of
soap in a coal-scuttle.'
'Ho! Ho!' said the Leopard. 'Would it surprise you very much to
know that you show up in this dark place like a mustard-plaster on a
sack of coals?'
'Well, calling names won't catch dinner, said the Ethiopian. 'The
long and the little of it is that we don't match our backgrounds. I'm
going to take Baviaan's advice. He told me I ought to change; and as
I've nothing to change except my skin I'm going to change that.'
'What to?' said the Leopard, tremendously excited.
'To a nice working blackish-brownish colour, with a little purple
in it, and touches of slaty-blue. It will be the very thing for
hiding in hollows and behind trees.'
So he changed his skin then and there, and the Leopard was more
excited than ever; he had never seen a man change his skin before.
'But what about me?' he said, when the Ethiopian had worked his
last little finger into his fine new black skin.
'You take Baviaan's advice too. He told you to go into spots.'
'So I did,' said the Leopard. I went into other spots as fast as I
could. I went into this spot with you, and a lot of good it has done
'Oh,' said the Ethiopian, 'Baviaan didn't mean spots in South
Africa. He meant spots on your skin.'
'What's the use of that?' said the Leopard.
'Think of Giraffe,' said the Ethiopian. 'Or if you prefer stripes,
think of Zebra. They find their spots and stripes give them per-feet
'Umm,' said the Leopard. 'I wouldn't look like Zebra--not for ever
'Well, make up your mind,' said the Ethiopian, 'because I'd hate
to go hunting without you, but I must if you insist on looking like a
sun-flower against a tarred fence.'
'I'll take spots, then,' said the Leopard; 'but don't make 'em too
vulgar-big. I wouldn't look like Giraffe--not for ever so.'
'I'll make 'em with the tips of my fingers,' said the Ethiopian.
'There's plenty of black left on my skin still. Stand over!'
Then the Ethiopian put his five fingers close together (there was
plenty of black left on his new skin still) and pressed them all over
the Leopard, and wherever the five fingers touched they left five
little black marks, all close together. You can see them on any
Leopard's skin you like, Best Beloved. Sometimes the fingers slipped
and the marks got a little blurred; but if you look closely at any
Leopard now you will see that there are always five spots--off five
fat black finger-tips.
'Now you are a beauty!' said the Ethiopian. 'You can lie out on
the bare ground and look like a heap of pebbles. You can lie out on
the naked rocks and look like a piece of pudding-stone. You can lie
out on a leafy branch and look like sunshine sifting through the
leaves; and you can lie right across the centre of a path and look
like nothing in particular. Think of that and purr!'
'But if I'm all this,' said the Leopard, 'why didn't you go spotty
'Oh, plain black's best for a nigger,' said the Ethiopian. 'Now
come along and we'll see if we can't get even with Mr. One-Two-
So they went away and lived happily ever afterward, Best Beloved.
That is all.
Oh, now and then you will hear grown-ups say, 'Can the Ethiopian
change his skin or the Leopard his spots?' I don't think even
grown-ups would keep on saying such a silly thing if the Leopard and
the Ethiopian hadn't done it once--do you? But they will never do it
again, Best Beloved. They are quite contented as they are.
I AM the Most Wise Baviaan, saying in most wise tones,
'Let us melt into the landscape--just us two by our lones.'
People have come--in a carriage--calling. But Mummy is there....
Yes, I can go if you take me--Nurse says she don't care.
Let's go up to the pig-sties and sit on the farmyard rails!
Let's say things to the bunnies, and watch 'em skitter their
Let's--oh, anything, daddy, so long as it's you and me,
And going truly exploring, and not being in till tea!
Here's your boots (I've brought 'em), and here's your cap and
And here's your pipe and tobacco. Oh, come along out of it