TWO LITTLE MONKEYS. 



On a sultry summer day I saw a poor 

 little Monkey with a man who was play- 

 ing an organ. Although the heat was 

 intense, that poor little Monkey was 

 dressed in a thick, red coat and he 

 dragged a heavy chain. He did a number 

 of funny little tricks. He was turning 

 head over heels and dancing. When 

 anyone gave him a coin, he raised his lit- 

 tle hat and made a graceful bow and also 

 offered his little paw to shake hands with. 



A man who was standing by took a 

 coin from his waistcoat pocket, which 

 he gave to another man, to give to the 

 Monkey. Mr. Monk must have seen the. 

 whole proceedings, for, intsead of bow- 

 ing to the last man, he turned to the one 

 who actually gave away the coin and of- 

 fered him his little paw, but the man 

 kept retreating from him, keeping his 

 hands in his pocket. When the Monkey 

 saw that he really didn't mean to shake 

 hands with him, he just ran up him and 

 sat on his shoulder. Then he took off 

 the man's hat which he placed on his own 

 little head, completely extinguishing him- 

 self ; he took it off again and holding it 

 out in his paw, he made a most graceful 

 bow. He then replaced it on the man's 

 head and got down again. Fancy a poor 

 little Monkey giving a lesson in polite- 

 ness ! I do hope that, when he reached 

 his home he had a very good supper after 

 his hard day's toil. 



When I, was a little girl my Sunday- 

 school teacher, Miss Tucker, who wrote 

 many stories for boys and girls, told me 

 a true story of a Monkey. When she 

 was a little girl she lived in India. Their 

 bungalow stood near a jungle. Her 

 aunt in England bought a fine doll which 

 she dressed beautifully and when oppor- 

 tunity offered she sent the doll to her 

 little niece. Little girls in America do 

 not know the treasure that a European 

 doll was to a child in India. That morn- 

 ing she had been to school. The school 

 began at six o'clock. The session was 



only for one hour for small children. 

 The heat in India is so great during the 

 summer, that between sunrise and sun- 

 down nothing is done by Europeans that 

 can possibly be avoided. 



When the little girl reached home her 

 father presented her with the lovely doll. 

 Her delight knew no bounds. She went 

 outside the bungalow to sit with her 

 nurse in the open air before it be- 

 came too hot to go out. She sat down 

 and took off all her doll's clothes, show- 

 ing her nurse how every garment was 

 made so that it could be taken off and 

 put on. Her nurse, who was a kind, 

 intelligent woman, admired everything; 

 then the child redressed dolly and laid 

 her by her side on the grass, while her 

 nurse began to read her a story. At that 

 moment a little Monkey (who must have 

 been watching her every movement) 

 darted out of the jungle so suddenly that 

 he had snatched the doll before the child 

 could realize her loss. When she saw 

 that the doll was actually gone, her grief 

 was intense. Her nurse tried to soothe 

 her, but unavailingly. Then a funny 

 thing happened. There was a great 

 chattering of Monkeys, and the nurse and 

 child looked and saw that the Monkey 

 had come back to the edge of the jungle, 

 still carrying the doll. He was seated in 

 the center of five or six other Monkeys 

 who were all talking at once, probablv 

 giving their opinion about it. Presently 

 the possessor of the doll commenced tak- 

 ing off the doll's clothing, just as the lit- 

 tle girl had done. When he had satisfied 

 himself about everything, he started to 

 redress it. Another Monkey seized the 

 doll's hat which he placed on his own 

 head, putting the elastic under his chin. 

 The other Monkeys, seeing this, also 

 snatched up little garments with which 

 they ran, chattering away, further into 

 the jungle, the Monkey with the naked 

 dollv following in pursuit. 



The whole incident was so funny, that, 



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