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Longman Dictionary of Contemporary English
mahout
noun
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▪ A mahout washes down his charge.
▪ At first the difficulty was with the mahouts rather than the koonkies.
▪ It probably depends on the mahout who rides and works them.
▪ Most mahouts, though sadly not all, value their elephants too highly to ill-treat them.
▪ She'd read that when an elephant has a wound, the mahout squirts chilli juice in its eyes by way of distraction.
▪ The mahout, as he gives a command, reinforces the order with leg pressure just as if riding a horse.
▪ The drawing was of an infuriated male elephant about the charge a little mahout or elephant driver.
The Collaborative International Dictionary
Mahout

Mahout \Ma*hout"\, n. [Hind. mah[=a]wat, Skr. mah[=a]m[=a]tra; mahat great + m[=a]tr[=a] measure.] The keeper and driver of an elephant. [East Indies]

Wiktionary
mahout

n. an elephant driver and keeper

WordNet
mahout

n. the driver and keeper of an elephant

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Mahout
For the machine learning project, see Apache Mahout.

A mahout is an elephant rider, trainer, or keeper. Usually, a mahout starts as a boy in the family profession when he is assigned an elephant early in its life. They remain bonded to each other throughout their lives.

Usage examples of "mahout".

Then the Dame de Doubtance, an odd light in her faded eyes, turned from the silent bed and addressed the mahout in brisk French.

It was after they had cared for the Gul Moti with the best they had--water from a mountain stream and food Neela Deo had carried, in a shelter made of tender deodar tips, where she now slept on a bed made of the same--that the mahouts told the Chief Commissioner and Skag, all they themselves had seen.

Nut Kut, who had already made his reputation as the most deadly fighter known to the mahouts, was exulting in strength.

The animal trainer rode the elephant, Nut Kut, into one of the villages in the tiger-ranging grounds and left him in charge of the mahout, saying that he might be gone two or three days and that he was out for a ramble among the waste places of the valley.

Four mahouts had worked every day since-in Utica and Tarentum, on the Via Appia, at Capua-to tame the recalcitrant pachyderms sufficiently to persuade them to act as beasts of slight burden.

The elephants were under the control of the mahouts, each one sitting between a pair of massive, wrinkled grey shoulders more than ten feet off the ground.

Through the use of cunning potions I brought all his mahouts under my sway!

A dozen blue coated gunners were clustered about a six-pounder cannon, evidently the gun that would be rammed against the city gate, while just beyond them was a battery of four twelve-pounder cannon drawn by elephants and, as Sharpe and McCandless urged their horses towards Wallace, the four mahouts halted their elephants and the gunners hurried to unharness the four guns.

They were of different sizes, and some had their mahouts or palanquins on their backs.

As he watched, the mahout gave a low command, reinforced with a jab behind the ear from his ankus, or goad.

It was this: he didn't know she was serious because for him, Jessie Mahout Burlingame, wife of Gerald, sister of Maddy and Will, daughter of Tom and Sally, mother of no one, was really not here at all.

Of course she was still the center­piece, gosh, yes — Jessie Mahout Burlingame, still a shade under forty, still fairly trim at five-seven and a hundred and twenty-five pounds, gray eyes, brownish-red hair (she covered the gray that had begun to show up about five years ago with a glossy rinse and was fairly sure Gerald had never known).

Jessie Mahout Burlingame, now presumably the widow of Gerald, still mother of no one, and tethered to this goddamned bed by two sets of police handcuffs.

She had run just as fast as her legs could carry her — Jessie Mahout Burlingame, also known as The Amazing Gingerbread Girl, the last wonder of a dubious age, survivor of the day the sun had gone out, now handcuffed to the bed and able to run no more.

Still, I'd be lying if I said I didn't like seeing that look in his eyes, the one that says I'm part of his agenda now — me, Jessie Angela Mahout Burlingame, as opposed to an inanimate lump his bosses probably think of as That Unfortunate Burlingame Business.