When the world was young, they say, a giant lived in the cliffs above Canon de Chelly. The food he lived on was human beings, and he caught the clouds and squeezed them <span>into his mouth for drink. The people called him Swallower of clouds, and the bravest </span> <span>of the men tried to destroy him. How ever, anyone who went out to kill the giant </span> was never seen again. Before long, because he was swallowing all the clouds, the rain no longer came from the west. Because he was shallowing all the clouds, the mist <span>above the mountains to the east disappeared. Because he was swallowing all the </span> <span>clouds, the springs to the south dried up. The crops dried up and died. The people </span> <span>were suffering and some began to die.</span>
<span>George Orwell was hesitant to kill the elephant,
but also felt that he needed to do his duty in a situation where he mustn’t show
any weakness to the townspeople. He had to be cruel and at the same time,
pitiful.</span>
