I remember reading this when I was a child. I vividly recall a few of the following images. The story and the illustrations are classic.
Love the inside cover.
Of course an elephant would tip his fine hat using his trunk, especially when driving.
That's little Babar there, digging in the sand with a seashell.
This is one illustration I remember seeing when I saw young.
Uh oh, the king of the elephants ate a bad mushroom and died. Someone must take his place.
Newly returned from the city, Babar is crowned king. His new wife (and cousin!) Celeste is queen.
Off on their honeymoon and further adventures.
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