Fixing up for Company 151 



"I hope there won't be any decreases/' rejoined 

 Henry, having in mind the adventure with the wild 

 boar. 



Before William went to bed that night, he made 

 Snowball a gourd drum, a trumpet-tree whistle, a 

 little bow and some arrows, and an aeroplane kite 

 out of two big leaves of the sea grape and a few bam- 

 boo splits. "I want Snowball to have some sport, 

 too," he said. 



The next day, after the drum had been cracked 

 and the whistle broken, Snowball imagined that the 

 monkey was a dangerous wild beast and began to 

 shoot at him, which was the end of the bow and 

 arrows; for the monkey carried them up into the top 

 of a cocoanut tree and left them there, while he 

 began to throw cocoanuts at Snowball. 



The kite lasted a few days longer, but one day 

 Henrv heard a loud wail from the direction of the 

 pig pen and found that Snowball had mounted to 

 the top rail with his biplane and tried to fly, with the 

 usual result. His face was scratched, his scanty 

 clothing was badly torn, his feelings were hurt, and 

 the biplane lay beneath him, a mass of ruins. 



