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Tooker</h1> +<pre> +This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with +almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at <a href = "https://www.gutenberg.org">www.gutenberg.org</a></pre> +<p>Title: Mappo, the Merry Monkey</p> +<p>Author: Richard Barnum</p> +<p>Release Date: November 8, 2004 [eBook #13980]</p> +<p>Language: English</p> +<p>Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1</p> +<p>***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK MAPPO, THE MERRY MONKEY***</p> +<br><br><h3>E-text prepared by Suzanne Lybarger, Kathryn Lybarger,<br> + and the Project Gutenberg Online Distributed Proofreading Team</h3><br><br> +<hr class="full" noshade> +<br /> + +<a name="image-1"><!-- Image 1 --></a> +<center><a href="images/001_lg.jpg"> +<img border=0 src="images/001.jpg" height="410" width="300" +alt="With all his might he threw the empty cocoanut shell right +at the tiger's head. (Page 35) <i>Frontispiece</i>"> +</a> +</center> + +<p style="text-align: center"><span style=' +font-style:italic; font-weight:700'><small>With all his might he threw the +empty cocoanut<br>shell right at the tiger's head. +(<a href="#threw">Page 35</a>)</small></span></p> + +<br /> +<br> +<h2><i>Kneetime Animal Stories</i></h2> + +<h1>MAPPO,<br>THE MERRY MONKEY</h1> + +<h2>HIS MANY ADVENTURES</h2> +<br><br> +<h3>BY</h3> + +<h2>RICHARD BARNUM</h2> +<h4>Author of "Squinty, the Comical Pig," "Slicko the Jumping Squirrel," +"Tum Tum, the Jolly Elephant," "Don, a Runaway Dog," etc.</h4> +<br><br> +<h3><i>ILLUSTRATED BY</i></h3> + +<h2><i>HARRIET H. TOOKER</i></h2> +<br /> +<br /> +<h4>1915</h4> + +<br> +<hr style='width: 65%;' /> +<br> +<br> + +<a name="TABLE_OF_CONTENTS"></a><h2>TABLE OF CONTENTS</h2> +<center> +<!-- Autogenerated TOC. Modify or delete as required. --> +<a href='#CHAPTER_I'><b>MAPPO AND THE COCOANUT</b></a><br /> + <a href='#CHAPTER_II'><b>MAPPO PLAYS A TRICK</b></a><br /> + <a href='#CHAPTER_III'><b>MAPPO IN A NET</b></a><br /> + <a href='#CHAPTER_IV'><b>MAPPO IN A BOX</b></a><br /> + <a href='#CHAPTER_V'><b>MAPPO ON THE SHIP</b></a><br /> + <a href='#CHAPTER_VI'><b>MAPPO MEETS TUM TUM</b></a><br /> + <a href='#CHAPTER_VII'><b>MAPPO IN THE CIRCUS</b></a><br /> + <a href='#CHAPTER_VIII'><b>MAPPO AND HIS TRICKS</b></a><br /> + <a href='#CHAPTER_IX'><b>MAPPO RUNS AWAY</b></a><br /> + <a href='#CHAPTER_X'><b>MAPPO AND SQUINTY</b></a><br /> + <a href='#CHAPTER_XI'><b>MAPPO AND THE ORGAN-MAN</b></a><br /> + <a href='#CHAPTER_XII'><b>MAPPO AND THE BABY</b></a><br /> +</center> +<!-- End Autogenerated TOC. --> +<hr style='width: 65%;' /> + +<div style='text-align:center;border-style:double; +margin-left:20%;margin-right:20%'> +<h3>KNEETIME ANIMAL STORIES</h3> +<b>By Richard Barnum</b><br /> +<i>Illustrated.</i><br /> +<br /> +SQUINTY, THE COMICAL PIG<br /> +SLICKO, THE JUMPING SQUIRREL<br /> +MAPPO, THE MERRY MONKEY<br /> +TUM TUM, THE JOLLY ELEPHANT<br /> +DON, A RUNAWAY DOG<br /> +DIDO, THE DANCING BEAR<br /> +BLACKIE, A LOST CAT<br /> +FLOP EAR, THE FUNNY RABBIT<br /> +TINKLE, THE TRICK PONY<br /> +LIGHTFOOT, THE LEAPING GOAT<br /> +(<i>Other volumes in preparation</i>)<br /> +</div> + + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<a name="LIST_OF_ILLUSTRATIONS"></a><h2>LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS</h2> +<center> +<a href="#image-1"><b> +With all his might he threw the empty cocoanut +shell right at the tiger's head. +</b></a><br /> +<a href="#image-2"><b> +Mr. Monkey, with a bunch of bananas slung over his +back, came scrambling up to the tree-house. +</b></a><br /> +<a href="#image-3"><b> +So he gave a jump out of the net, but, in a second found +himself inside the wooden crate or box. +</b></a><br /> +<a href="#image-4"><b> +Away up to the top he went, and, curling his tail around +a rope, there he sat. +</b></a><br /> +<a href="#image-5"><b> +Around and around in a ring went Prince carrying +Mappo. +</b></a><br /> +<a href="#image-6"><b> +He rode around a little wooden platform on the bicycle, +holding a flag over his shoulder. +</b></a><br /> +<a href="#image-7"><b> +Mappo sat up at the table and eat his dinner with knife, +fork and spoon. +</b></a><br /> +</center> + +<hr style='width: 65%;' /> +<h1>MAPPO, THE MERRY MONKEY</h1> + + + +<hr style='width: 65%;' /> +<a name='CHAPTER_I'></a><h2>CHAPTER I</h2> +<p style="text-align: center"><b>MAPPO AND THE COCOANUT</b></p> +<br /> + +<p>Once upon a time, not so very many years ago, there lived in a tree, in +a big woods, a little monkey boy. It was in a far-off country, where +this little monkey lived, so far that you would have to travel many days +in the steam cars, and in a steamship, to get there.</p> + +<p>The name of the little monkey boy was Mappo, and he had two brothers and +two sisters, and also a papa and a mamma. One sister was named Choo, and +the other Chaa, and one brother was called Jacko, and the other Bumpo. +They were funny names, but then, you see, monkeys are funny little +creatures, anyhow, and have to be called by funny names, or things would +not come out right.</p> + +<p>Mappo was the oldest of the monkey children, and he was the smartest. +Perhaps that was why he had so many adventures. And I am going to tell +you some of the wonderful things that happened to Mappo, while he lived +in the big woods, and afterwards, when he was caught by a hunter, and +sent off to live in a circus.</p> + +<p>But we will begin at the beginning, if you please.</p> + +<p>Mappo, as I have said, lived in a tree in the woods. Now it might seem +funny for you to live in a tree, but it came very natural to Mappo. Lots +of creatures live in trees. There are birds, and squirrels, and +katydids. Of course they do not stay in the trees all the time, any more +than you boys and girls stay in your houses all the while. They go down +on the ground to play, occasionally.</p> + +<p>"But you will find the safest place for you is the tree," said Mappo's +mother to him one day, when he had been playing down on the ground with +his brothers and sisters. And, while they were down playing a game, +something like your game of tag, all of a sudden along came a big +striped tiger, with long teeth.</p> + +<p>"Run! Run fast! Everybody run!" yelled Mappo, in the queer, chattering +language monkeys use.</p> + +<p>His brothers and sisters scrambled up into the tree where their house +was, and Mappo scrambled up after them. He was almost too late, for the +tiger nearly caught Mappo by the tail. But the little monkey boy managed +to get out of the way, and then he sat down on a branch in front of the +tree house where he lived.</p> + +<p>"That wasn't very nice of that tiger to chase us!" said Mappo, when he +could get his breath.</p> + +<p>"No, indeed," said Mrs. Monkey. "Tigers are not often nice. After this +you children had better stay in the tree—until you are a little larger, +at least."</p> + +<p>"But it's more fun on the ground," said Mappo.</p> + +<p>"That may be," said Mrs. Monkey, as she looked down through the branches +to see if the tiger were still waiting to catch one of her little ones. +"But, Mappo, you and your brothers and sisters can run much better and +faster in a tree than on the ground," said Mrs. Monkey.</p> + +<p>And this is so. A monkey can get over the ground pretty fast on his four +legs, as you can easily tell if you have ever watched a hand-organ +monkey. But they can travel much faster up in the trees. For there is a +hand on the end of each monkey's four limbs, and his curly tail is as +good as another hand for grasping branches. So you see a monkey really +has five hands with which to help himself along in the trees, and that +is why he can swing himself along so swiftly, from one branch to +another.</p> + +<p>That is why it is safer for monkeys to be up in a tree than on the +ground. There are very few other animals that can catch monkeys, once +the five-handed creatures are up among the leaves. And monkeys can +travel a long way through the forest without ever coming down to the +ground. They swing themselves along from one tree to another, for miles +and miles through the forest.</p> + +<p>"Is it safe to go down now, Mamma?" asked Mappo of his mother, in monkey +talk. This was a little while after the scare.</p> + +<p>"No, not yet," she said. "That tiger may still be down there, waiting +and hiding. You and Jacko and Bumpo, and Choo and Chaa stay up here, and +pretty soon I will give you a new lesson."</p> + +<p>"Oh, a new lesson!" exclaimed Jacko. "I wonder what kind it will be. We +have learned to swing by our tails, and to hang by one paw. Is there +anything else we can learn?"</p> + +<p>"Many things," said the mamma monkey, for she and her husband had been +teaching the children the different things monkeys must know to get +along in the woods.</p> + +<p>So the four little monkeys sat in the tree in front of their home, and +waited for their mother to teach them a new lesson.</p> + +<p>If you had seen Mappo's house, you would not have thought it a very nice +one. It was just some branches of a tree, twined together, over a sort +of platform, or floor, of dried branches. About all the house was used +for was to keep off some of the rain that fell very heavily in the +country where Mappo lived.</p> + +<p>But this house suited the monkeys very well. They did not need to have a +warm one, for it was never winter in the land where they lived. It was +always hot and warm—sometimes too warm. There was never any snow or +ice, but, instead, just rain. It rained half the year, and the other +half it was dry. So, you see, Mappo's house was only needed to keep off +the rain.</p> + +<p>Mappo and the other monkeys did not stay in their houses very much. They +went in them to sleep, but that was about all. The rest of the time they +jumped about in the trees, looking for things to eat, and, once in a +while, when there was no danger, they went down on the ground to play.</p> + +<p>"I guess that tiger is gone now," said Jacko to Mappo. "Let's go down on +the ground again, and get some of those green things that are good to +eat."</p> + +<p>The little monkeys had been eating some fruit, like green pears, which +they liked very much, when the tiger came along and frightened them. +Tigers would rather eat monkeys than green pears, I guess.</p> + +<p>"Yes, I think we can go down now," said Mappo, looking through the +leaves, and seeing nothing of the savage, striped tiger.</p> + +<p>"You'd better ask mamma," said Choo, one of the little girl monkeys.</p> + +<p>"Indeed I will not! I can see as good as she can that the tiger isn't +there!" exclaimed Mappo.</p> + +<p>You see monkey children don't want to mind, and be careful, any more +than some human children do.</p> + +<p>Mappo started to climb down the tree, holding on to the branches by his +four paws and by his tail. He was almost to the ground, and Jacko and +Bumpo were following him, when, all at once, there was a dreadful roar, +and out sprang the tiger again.</p> + +<p>"Oh, run! Run quick! Jump back!" screamed Mappo, and he and his brothers +got back to their tree-house not a second too soon. The tiger snapped +his teeth, and growled, he was so mad at being fooled the second time.</p> + +<p>"Here! What did I tell you monkeys? You must stay up in the tree!" +chattered Mrs. Monkey, as she jumped out of the house. She had been +inside shaking up the piles of leaves that were the beds for her family.</p> + +<p>"We—we thought the tiger was gone," said Mappo, who was trembling +because he was so frightened.</p> + +<p>"But he wasn't," said Bumpo, shivering.</p> + +<p>"No, he was right there," added Jacko, looking around.</p> + +<p>"Yes, and he'll be there for some time," said Mrs. Monkey. "I told you +to be careful. Now you just sit down, all of you, and don't you dare +stir out of this tree until I tell you to. I'll let you know when the +tiger is gone," and she looked down through the leaves toward the +ground.</p> + +<p>"He is still there," said Mrs. Monkey, for she caught sight of the +stripes of the tiger's skin. She had very sharp eyes, and though the +patches of sunlight through the jungle leaves hid the bad creature +somewhat, Mrs. Monkey could tell he was there, waiting to catch one of +her little children.</p> + +<p>"Your father will be coming along, soon," said Mrs. Monkey, to her +children. "The tiger may lay in wait for him. I'd better let him know he +must be careful as he comes along through the woods."</p> + +<p>So Mrs. Monkey raised up her head, and called as loudly as she could, in +her chattering talk. You would not have understood what she said, even +if you had heard it, though there are some men who say they can +understand monkey talk.</p> + +<p>But the other monkeys in the woods heard what the mother of Mappo was +saying, and they, too, began to shout, in their language:</p> + +<p>"Look out for the tiger! There is a tiger hiding down under the bushes! +Look out for him!"</p> + +<p>Soon the whole jungle was filled with the sound of the chattering of the +monkeys, as, one after another, they began to shout. It was a warning +they shouted—a warning to Mr. Monkey to be careful when he came near +his home—to be careful of the tiger lying in wait for him.</p> + +<p>My! what a noise those monkeys made, shouting and chattering in the +jungle. You could hear them for a mile or more. It was their way of +telephoning to Mappo's papa. Monkeys cannot really telephone, you +know—that is, not the way we do—but they can shout, one after another, +so as to be heard a long way off.</p> + +<p>First one would chatter something about the tiger—then another monkey, +farther off, would take up the cry, and so on until Mr. Monkey heard it. +So it was as good as a telephone, anyhow.</p> + +<p>As soon as Mappo's papa, who had gone a long distance from the +tree-house to look for some bananas for his family—as soon as he heard +the shouting about the tiger, he said to himself:</p> + +<p>"Well, I must get home as quickly as I can, to look after my family. But +I'll be careful. I hope Mappo and the others will stay in the tall +trees."</p> + +<p>For Mr. Monkey well knew that if his wife and little ones stayed up in +the high trees the tiger could not very well get at them, though tigers +can sometimes climb low trees.</p> + +<p>Meanwhile Mrs. Monkey was keeping good watch over her little ones. They +had no idea, now, of going down on the ground to play—at least as long +as the tiger was hiding near them in the bushes.</p> + +<p>"But I wish we had something to do," said Mappo, who was a merry little +chap, always laughing, shouting, running about or playing some trick on +his brothers and sisters. Just then he thought of a little trick.</p> + +<p>He went softly up behind Jacko, and tickled him on the ear with a long +piece of a tree branch. Jacko thought it was a fly, and put up his paw +to brush it away. Mappo pulled the tree branch away just in time, and +while Jacko was peeling the skin off a bit of fruit, to eat it, Mappo +again tickled his brother.</p> + +<p>"Oh that fly!" chattered Jacko. "If I get hold of him!" and again he +brushed with his paw at what he thought was a fly.</p> + +<p>This made Mappo laugh. The merry little monkey laughed so hard that the +next time he tried to tickle Jacko, Mappo's paw slipped, and Jacko, +turning around, saw his brother.</p> + +<p>"Oh ho! So it was you, and not a fly!" cried Jacko. He dropped his +fruit, and raced after his brother. Up through the tree, nearly to the +top, went the two monkeys, as fast as they could. They laughed and +chattered, for it was all in fun.</p> + +<p>Finally Jacko caught Mappo by the tail.</p> + +<p>"Oh, let go!" begged Mappo.</p> + +<p>"Will you stop tickling me?" asked Jacko.</p> + +<p>"I guess so—maybe!" laughed Mappo, trying to pull his tail out of his +brother's paw.</p> + +<p>"No, you'll have to say for sure, before I let you go!"</p> + +<p>Jacko pulled pretty hard on Mappo's tail.</p> + +<p>"Oh! let go! Yes, I'll be good! I won't tickle you any more!" cried +Mappo.</p> + +<p>Then Jacko let go, and started to climb down the tree to the little +platform in front of the monkey house. But Mappo was not done with his +jokes. He scrambled down faster than did Jacko, and finally, when Jacko +was not looking, Mappo grasped the end of his brother's tail, and gave +it a hard pinch.</p> + +<p>"Ouch! Oh dear! Mamma, the tiger's got me!" cried Jacko.</p> + +<p>"Ha! Ha! That's the time I fooled you!" laughed Mappo in his chattering +way.</p> + +<p>Then Jacko gave chase after Mappo again, and the two monkey boys were +having lots of fun in the trees, when Mrs. Monkey called to them:</p> + +<p>"Jacko! Mappo! Come down here. It is time for your new lesson. And you, +too, Choo and Chaa! You'll have time to practice a little bit before +your father comes home," and she looked down to see if the tiger were +there.</p> + +<p>But the bad animal had gone away. He had heard the monkeys talking about +him, and sending a warning all through the jungle where they lived. A +jungle, you know, is a great big woods.</p> + +<p>"What lesson is it going to be, Mamma?" asked Mappo.</p> + +<p>"You'll soon see," she said.</p> + +<p>And Mrs. Monkey went into the tree-house, came out with a brown, shaggy +thing, about as big as a small football. Have you ever seen one of +those? Only, of course, it was not a football.</p> + +<p>"Oh, what is it, Mamma?" asked Chaa.</p> + +<p>"I know!" exclaimed Bumpo, as he tried to climb under a branch, and +bumped his head.</p> + +<p>"Ouch!" he cried.</p> + +<p>That was why he was called Bumpo—he was always bumping his head, +though it did not hurt him very much, for he was covered with a heavy +growth of hair.</p> + +<p>"Well, what is it, if you know?" asked Mappo, for he was looking at the +big, round, brown thing, and trying to guess what it was.</p> + +<p>"It's—it's a new kind of banana," said Bumpo, for he and his brothers +and sisters were very fond of the soft red and yellow fruit.</p> + +<p>"No, it isn't a banana," said Mrs. Monkey. "It's a cocoanut."</p> + +<p>"I never saw a cocoanut as big as that," spoke Mappo, for his papa had +brought some smaller, round nuts to the tree-house, and had said they +were cocoanuts. The little monkeys had not been allowed to eat any of +the white meat inside the cocoanut though, for they were too small for +it then.</p> + +<p>"Yes, this is a cocoanut," went on Mrs. Monkey. "You are now getting +large enough to have some for your meals, and so I am going to give you +a lesson in how to open a cocoanut."</p> + +<p>"I thought cocoanut was white," said Choo.</p> + +<p>"It is, inside," said Mrs. Monkey. "This cocoanut I now have has the +outer shell still on it. That is why it is not round, like some you may +have seen. Inside this soft covering is the round nut, and inside that +round nut is the white meat. Now, Mappo, you are a smart little monkey, +let me see if you will know how to open the cocoanut. And, when you do, +you may all have some to eat."</p> + +<p>Mappo took the cocoanut and looked at it. He turned it over and over in +his paws. Then, with his fingers, he tried to pull it apart. But he +could not do it. The nut was too hard for him. Next he tried to bite it +open, but he could not.</p> + +<p>"Let me try. I can open it!" exclaimed Jacko.</p> + +<p>"No, I'll do it," said Mappo.</p> + +<p>"If you can't, I can," spoke Bumpo, and he gave a jump over toward +Mappo, and once more he hit his head on a branch, Bumpo did.</p> + +<p>"Ouch!" he chattered, rubbing the sore place with his paw.</p> + +<p>Mappo turned the cocoanut over and over again. He was looking for some +hole in it through which he could put his paw and get out the white +meat. But he saw none.</p> + +<p>"Maybe I could open it," said Choo, gently.</p> + +<p>"No, we must let Mappo have a good try," said Mrs. Monkey. "Then, if he +cannot do it, you may all have a turn. But it is a good lesson to know +how to open a cocoanut. When you get to be big monkeys, you will have to +open a great many of them."</p> + +<p>Mappo was pulling and tearing at the hard husk of the cocoanut.</p> + +<p>"If I had something sharp, I could tear it open," he said. Then he +happened to look up in the tree, and he saw where a branch had been +broken off, leaving a sharp point.</p> + +<p>"Ha! I have it!" he cried.</p> + +<p>He broke off the branch, and with the sharp point he soon had torn a +hole in the outer husk of the cocoanut. He pulled the round nut out.</p> + +<p>"I have it!" he chattered.</p> + +<p>"Yes, but it isn't good to eat yet," said Bumpo. "How are you going to +open the rest of it?"</p> + +<p>Mappo did not know. Once more he tried to bite a hole, but he could not. +All of a sudden the nut slipped from his paws, and fell down toward the +ground.</p> + +<p>"Oh!" cried Mappo, and he started to climb down after the nut. "My +cocoanut is lost!"</p> + +<p>"Look out for the tiger!" cried Jacko. "Look out, Mappo!"</p> + + + +<hr style='width: 65%;' /> +<a name='CHAPTER_II'></a><h2>CHAPTER II</h2> + +<p style="text-align: center"><b>MAPPO PLAYS A TRICK</b></p> +<br /> + +<p>Mappo, who had started to climb down to the ground, to get the cocoanut +he had lost, stopped short when he heard his brother Jacko cry out about +the tiger.</p> + +<p>"Don't be afraid," said Mrs. Monkey. "The tiger is not there now. He has +gone, or else I shouldn't have let you try to open the cocoanut, Mappo. +Go on and get it; don't be afraid."</p> + +<p>So Mappo went on down to the ground. And, when he reached it, he saw +something that was very strange to him.</p> + +<p>"Oh, Mamma!" cried Mappo. "The cocoanut is all broken to pieces. I can +pick out the white meat now. Oh, Mamma, it's all broken."</p> + +<p>"Is it?" cried Bumpo, and he hurried down so fast that he hit his nose, +and sneezed.</p> + +<p>"Yes, it's all cracked open," said Mappo. "Oh, goodie!"</p> + +<p>Of course Mappo didn't just say that in so many words, but he talked, in +his monkey talk, just as you children would have done, had the same +thing happened to you.</p> + +<p>"Maybe the tiger broke open the cocoanut for you," said Bumpo, as he +rubbed his hurt nose.</p> + +<p>"No, the tiger is not there," said Mrs. Monkey. "You may all go down and +see how Mappo opened the cocoanut."</p> + +<p>Down trooped all the five little monkeys, Mappo was the first to reach +his cocoanut.</p> + +<p>"Why!" he cried. "It fell on a stone, and smashed open. That's what +cracked the shell, Mamma."</p> + +<p>"Yes, I thought it would," said Mrs. Monkey. "And that is the lesson you +little ones are to learn. You cannot bite open a cocoanut. You must +crack it on a stone. Mappo dropped his by accident, but it can also be +dropped, or thrown, on purpose. So, when you get a cocoanut, the first +thing to do is to get a sharp stick, and take off the outer shell. Then, +go up in a tall tree, and drop the inside nut down on a stone. The fall +will break it, and you can then eat the white meat."</p> + +<p>"Oh, isn't that a nice thing to know!" cried Choo.</p> + +<p>"Yes, indeed," said her sister Chaa. "I wish we had a cocoanut to break +open."</p> + +<p>"Come up in the tree and I'll give you each one," said Mrs. Monkey.</p> + +<p>Up into the tree, where their house was, scrambled Mappo, and his +brothers and sisters. Mappo carried in his paws the pieces of white +cocoanut he had broken out of the round, brown shell. He nibbled at a +piece.</p> + +<p>"Oh, doesn't that taste good!" he cried.</p> + +<p>"Please give me some," begged Chaa, holding out one little, brown paw.</p> + +<p>"No, I want it all," said Mappo.</p> + +<p>"Oh, you must not be selfish!" said Mrs. Monkey. "Give your brothers and +sisters some, Mappo, and when they open their nuts, they will give you +some."</p> + +<p>Mappo was sorry he had been a little selfish. He gave each of the other +monkeys some cocoanut. Mrs. Monkey went into the tree-house and came out +with four other cocoanuts. She gave one each to the other monkeys, and +soon they had torn off the tough, outer husk, or covering, with a sharp +stick, the way Mappo did.</p> + +<p>Then they threw the round brown nuts down on a flat stone under the +tree, cracking the shell so they could pick out the white meat.</p> + +<p>"Oh, but this is good!" exclaimed Mappo, as he chewed some of the pieces +his brothers and sisters gave him.</p> + +<p>All of a sudden, as the little monkeys were eating away, there sounded a +rustling in the trees. Something was coming through the branches.</p> + +<p>"Look out!" cried Jacko.</p> + +<p>"Run!" shouted Mappo.</p> + +<p>"Don't be afraid, children, it's only your papa," said a kind, +chattering voice, and <a name="scramble">Mr. Monkey, with a bunch of bananas slung over his +back, came scrambling up to the tree-house.</a></p> + +<p>"Did you see the tiger?" asked Mrs. Monkey.</p> + +<p>"No, but I heard the other monkeys calling out about him, so I was +careful," said the papa monkey. "Are you all right here?"</p> + +<p>"Oh, yes. We saw him in time," spoke Mrs. Monkey.</p> + +<p>"Oh, papa, I can open a cocoanut!" cried Mappo.</p> + +<p>"So can I!" exclaimed Bumpo. "Look!" and he was in such a hurry to show +what he could do that he slipped, and bumped his head against Mappo, +nearly knocking him off the branch on which the monkey boy was sitting.</p> + +<p>In fact, Mappo did fall off, but he had his tail tightly wound around +the branch, so he did not fall all the way to the ground, as he might +have done.</p> + +<p>"Look out! What are you doing?" cried Mappo to Bumpo, after having swung +himself up on the branch again.</p> + +<p>"Oh dear! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to," said Bumpo. "I just wanted to +show papa how I can open a cocoanut."</p> + +<a name="image-2"><!-- Image 2 --></a> +<center><a href="images/002_lg.jpg"> +<img border=0 src="images/002.jpg" height="508" width="300" +alt="Mr. Monkey, with a bunch of bananas slung over his back, +came scrambling up to the tree-house. (Page 25)"> +</a> +</center> + +<p style="text-align: center"><span style=' +font-style:italic; font-weight:700'><small>Mr. Monkey, with a bunch of bananas +slung over his back, came scrambling up to the tree-house. +(<a href="#scramble">Page 25</a>)</small></span></p> + +<p>"We can all open cocoanuts! We've had our lessons," said Chaa.</p> + +<p>"Good!" cried Mr. Monkey. "To open cocoanuts is a good thing to know. +And now here are some bananas I have brought you." He passed around the +yellow fruit from the bunch he had brought home. Then, having eaten +bananas and cocoanut, all the monkeys went to sleep.</p> + +<p>That is about all monkeys in the jungle do—eat and sleep. Of course +some of the younger ones play tricks once in a while. Monkeys are very +mischievous and fond of playing tricks. That is what makes them so funny +in the circus, and with the hand-organ men.</p> + +<p>When the monkeys awakened, they were thirsty. Mappo was going down, +right away, to the ground and get a drink at a water-pool near the +family tree.</p> + +<p>"Wait!" called his father, stretching out his long, hairy arms. "I must +first look to see that the tiger is not there, Mappo."</p> + +<p>But the tiger was far away, so the monkeys scrambled down and took long +drinks. Then they crawled back into their tree again.</p> + +<p>For two or three days after this, Mappo, his brothers and sisters +practiced their new lesson of opening cocoanuts, until they could do it +as well as Mr. and Mrs. Monkey.</p> + +<p>Meanwhile they had gone off together, a little way into the woods, +looking for different things to eat. Mappo used to go a little ahead of +the others.</p> + +<p>"Be careful," his mother warned him. "If you get too far away from us, +the tiger will catch you."</p> + +<p>Then Mappo would come back.</p> + +<p>One day, after the monkeys had opened some cocoanuts and eaten out the +white meat, Mappo thought of a good trick to play on Bumpo or Jacko.</p> + +<p>Down on the ground, under the family tree, were some empty cocoanut +shells. One was almost whole, with only a small piece broken out.</p> + +<p>"I'll put that piece of shell back in the hole," said Mappo, "and it +will look as though it had not been opened. Then I'll give it to Jacko +or Bumpo. They'll think it's a good cocoanut, and try to break it open. +Then won't they feel funny when they see it's empty!"</p> + +<p>Mappo was thinking so much about the trick he was going to play, that he +did not look about, as he ought to have done, for any signs of danger. +He was down on the ground, putting the piece of shell back in the hole +in the empty cocoanut, to play a trick on one of his brothers, when, all +of a sudden, there was a crashing in the bushes, right in front of +Mappo, and out jumped the big, yellow and black striped tiger.</p> + +<p>"Oh my!" exclaimed Mappo, and he was so frightened that he could not +move.</p> + + + +<hr style='width: 65%;' /> +<a name='CHAPTER_III'></a><h2>CHAPTER III</h2> + +<p style="text-align: center"><b>MAPPO IN A NET</b></p> +<br /> + +<p>Mappo crouched down on the ground, trying to hide under a green bush of +the jungle. In his paw he held the empty cocoanut shell with which he +was going to play a trick on Bumpo or Jacko. The tiger was creeping, +slowly, slowly along, on his soft, padded feet, just as your cat creeps +after a bird. Mappo was too frightened to move.</p> + +<p>"Ah ha!" growled the tiger, away down deep in his throat. "At last I +have caught a monkey!"</p> + +<p>Of course he had not yet really caught Mappo, but he soon would; there +was very little doubt of that. Mappo shivered. He wished he had not +tried to play the trick. If he had stayed safe up in the tree, the tiger +could not have gotten at him.</p> + +<p>Mappo, with his queer little eyes, almost like yours, looked up toward +where he knew his tree-house was. He was looking to see if his papa or +mamma were in sight.</p> + +<p>"Ha! There is no use looking up there!" said the cunning tiger, lashing +his striped sides with his long tail. "There's no one up there to help +you!"</p> + +<p>Poor Mappo saw that this was so. There was none of his brothers or +sisters up in the tree-house. Nor was his papa or mamma there. The whole +monkey family had gone off to look for more cocoanuts, since those they +had had were all eaten up.</p> + +<p>Just before starting out Mrs. Monkey had said:</p> + +<p>"Where is Mappo?"</p> + +<p>"Oh, he just went on ahead," said Bumpo, who had seen his brother +scrambling down the tree toward the ground. Bumpo did not know what his +brother was going to do, or that Mappo intended to play a trick with the +empty cocoanut shell.</p> + +<p>"Oh, if he's gone on ahead, then we'll catch up to him," said Mrs. +Monkey. So away they all went, leaving the tree-house empty, and +expecting to meet Mappo somewhere on the road through the jungle.</p> + +<p>But they did not, and there was poor Mappo on the ground right in front +of the bad tiger. The tiger knew none of the monkey family was near the +tree-house except Mappo. That was what made the tiger so bold.</p> + +<p>For, had Mr. Monkey, or Mrs. Monkey, been at home they would have seen, +or smelled the tiger. Monkeys, and other creatures of the jungle, can +often smell danger much better and more quickly than they can see it. +And, had Mr. or Mrs. Monkey smelled the tiger, they would have kept +their little ones safe in the tree, and would have shouted loudly, to +warn all the other monkeys of the danger of the bad tiger.</p> + +<p>"Well, you can't get away from me this time!" growled the tiger, +speaking in his own language, which Mappo understood very well, just as +the tiger understood the monkey talk.</p> + +<p>For, though monkeys, tigers and elephants, as well as cats and dogs, +cannot speak our language, they have a way of their own for talking one +to another. To us it may sound only like chatter, growls, meows and +barks, but it is really talk. Wouldn't it be nice if we could understand +animals as well as they understand us?</p> + +<p>For they can understand our talk, you know. Else how would a horse know +when to start and stop, when the driver tells him? Or how would your dog +know when to come to you, and to lie down when you tell him to, if he +didn't understand you? Tell me that, if you please.</p> + +<p>So Mappo understood the tiger, and the tiger understood Mappo.</p> + +<p>The little monkey, still keeping tight hold of the empty cocoanut shell, +looked at the crouching tiger as bravely as he could. Nearer and nearer +crept the striped beast. But don't you be afraid. I have a way of saving +Mappo, and I'm going to do it, too!</p> + +<p>"Chatter! Chatter! Chip! Chip! Whew! Zur-r-r-r-r!" went Mappo in his +queer monkey talk. That was his way of calling for help. All monkeys do +that in the jungle, when they are in danger. They want a whole lot more +monkeys to come and help them.</p> + +<p>"There's no use in your calling that way!" growled the tiger, deep in +his throat. "Nobody can hear you!"</p> + +<p>Mappo began to believe that this was so. All the monkeys seemed to have +gone away from that part of the jungle. He was all alone with the tiger.</p> + +<p>Now Mappo was a brave little chap, but being brave is not going to do +one much good, when there's a tiger in the way. So Mappo thought, +besides being brave, he might be polite, and ask a favor of the tiger. +For animals are often more kind to one another than we think. If you +watch them sometimes, as I have done, you will see that this is so.</p> + +<p>So Mappo made up his mind he would ask the tiger, as a favor, not to +bite or eat him.</p> + +<p>"And, if he won't be kind to me," thought Mappo, "well, then maybe +something else will happen. Maybe papa will come, with a whole lot more +monkeys, and drive the tiger away. Or, if he does not, well, maybe +something else will happen," and Mappo looked at the empty cocoanut +shell in his paw.</p> + +<p>"Please let me go, Mr. Tiger!" begged Mappo. "I never did anything to +you. Let me go!"</p> + +<p>"No. I'll not!" growled the tiger. "I'm hungry and I want something to +eat. I chased after a goat half the morning, but it got away from me. +Then I tried to get a little deer, but it ran back with the rest of the +deer, and, as the big deer had such sharp horns, I dared not go after +it. So I haven't had anything to eat, and I'm very hungry. You haven't +any horns, none of your monkey friends are near, and I'm going to eat +you!"</p> + +<p>Mappo looked to see how far it was to the nearest tree. It was some +distance off, but the little monkey boy knew if he could reach it he +would be safe. For, in the tree, he could run much faster, from branch +to branch, than could the tiger on the ground. But in getting over the +ground on his four paws the monkey was a bit slow. And the tiger, in one +jump could grab Mappo if the monkey started to run.</p> + +<p>"Well, there's no use trying to get away from him by running on the +ground," thought Mappo. "He'd have me in a second. And there's no use +asking a favor of him. He seems to be mad at me. I wonder how I can get +away from him!"</p> + +<p>Once more Mappo looked at the empty cocoanut shell in his paw—the shell +with which he was going to play a trick on Jacko or Bumpo.</p> + +<p>Nearer and nearer to Mappo crept the tiger, lashing his tail from side +to side. Tigers always do that, just as cats do when they are trying to +catch a bird in the garden. Tigers are only big cats, you know, very +much bigger and stronger than your pussy. And they always creep slowly, +slowly up toward anything they are going to catch, until they are near +enough to give one jump and grab it in their claws. That is what the +tiger was trying to do to Mappo.</p> + +<p>All of a sudden Mappo raised the paw that held the cocoanut shell. The +little monkey chap made up his mind to be brave and save himself if he +could.</p> + +<p>"Take that, Mr. Tiger!" called Mappo, all at once.</p> + +<p><a name="threw">With all his might he threw the empty cocoanut shell right at the +tiger's head.</a> Monkeys are very good throwers. They are almost as good as +are baseball boys at that sort of thing.</p> + +<p>"Bang!" went the cocoanut on the tiger's head. It cracked open—I mean +the cocoanut cracked open—where Mappo had stuck it together. It made +quite a noise.</p> + +<p>"Oh my!" cried the tiger, jumping up suddenly, for he did not know what +to make of the cocoanut shell in his face. Mappo had thrown it so +suddenly.</p> + +<p>Then, as the tiger heard the cracking of the cocoanut shell, he thought +it was his own head. Tigers are sometimes silly that way, no matter if +they are strong, and have sharp claws.</p> + +<p>"Oh my head! My head!" cried the tiger. "It is broken!"</p> + +<p>You see he really thought it was. The crack of the cocoanut shell made +him think that it was his own silly, bad head.</p> + +<p>Up in the air reared the tiger on his hind legs. This was just the +chance Mappo wanted.</p> + +<p>"Here I go!" thought the little monkey chap. "Here's where I get away."</p> + +<p>As fast as Mappo could go he scrambled over the ground toward the tree +where his house was built. By this time the tiger had seen the empty +cocoanut shell fall to the ground, and the striped creature knew what +had happened.</p> + +<p>"Ha! That monkey boy! He did that!" growled the tiger. "He can't fool me +that way! I'll get him! I'll fix him for playing tricks on me!"</p> + +<p>Finding that his head was all right, and not cracked as he had feared +it was, the tiger gave a big jump, and ran after Mappo. But Mappo was +not waiting for him. The little monkey boy was now far across the open +place on the ground, and was climbing up into a tree as fast as he could +go.</p> + +<p>"Come back here!" growled the tiger, making a spring for Mappo. But +Mappo was safely out of the way. The tiger's claws stuck in the trunk of +the tree, tearing loose some bits of bark, but Mappo was not hurt. He +got safely away.</p> + +<p>Then, sitting up in the tree on a high limb, Mappo, as he looked down at +the tiger, chattered:</p> + +<p>"Ha! You didn't get me after all! You didn't catch me! I fooled you! +Chatter-chatter-chat! Bur-r-r-r! Wuzzzzzzz! Whir-r-r-r-r-r!"</p> + +<p>That's the way Mappo chattered, not so much to make fun of the bad +tiger, as to warn the other monkeys in the woods that the bad striped +animal was near, and that there was danger in the jungle.</p> + +<p>"Chatter-chatter-chat! Bur-r-r-r-r! Whe-e-e-e-e! Zir-r-r-r!" chattered +the other monkeys, far off in the jungle, as they heard Mappo's warning. +The woods were filled with the sound they made.</p> + +<p>"Well, I might as well go away," thought the tiger. "They will all be +on the lookout for me now. I'll have to wait until after dark to catch a +monkey, or something else to eat. Bur-r-r-r-r-r! But I'm hungry!"</p> + +<p>So the tiger slunk away, and I guess no one else in the woods felt sorry +that he had not caught Mappo. They were all glad the monkey boy had +gotten away, and Mappo was especially glad, on his own account.</p> + +<p>"Ha! That was a good trick of yours—to throw the empty cocoanut shell +at the tiger, Mappo," said an old grandfather monkey, high in a tree. +Mappo had told his friends, the other monkeys, what had happened.</p> + +<p>"Yes, indeed it was," said an uncle monkey. "Mappo is a smart boy to +think of such a trick."</p> + +<p>This made Mappo feel pretty proud of himself.</p> + +<p>"Do you know where my papa and mamma are?" he asked.</p> + +<p>"They went off over toward the banana grove," said the grandfather +monkey. "Be careful of the tiger if you follow them."</p> + +<p>"I will," promised Mappo. But the tiger had slunk away now, so Mappo +thought it would be safe to travel through the jungle, especially if he +kept up in the trees, and did not go down on the ground.</p> + +<p>Off Mappo started after his folks, who had gone on, thinking to catch +up to him.</p> + +<p>Mappo had not gone very far before he came to a place in the woods where +he saw something very strange. It was strange and also nice, for, down +on the ground, were a number of pieces of white cocoanut.</p> + +<p>"Well, that's good!" thought Mappo. "Cocoanut already shelled to eat. I +wonder who could have left that there for me. Maybe my papa or mamma +did, knowing I would come this way. Yes, that must be it. They are very +kind to me. I'll go down and get some of that sweet cocoanut."</p> + +<p>Now Mappo was not a very wise little monkey. He had not lived long +enough to know all the dangers of the jungle. There were dangers from +tigers and other wild beasts.</p> + +<p>Some of those dangers Mappo knew about, and he also knew how to keep out +of their way. But there were other dangers from men—from hunters—and +these Mappo did not know so well. For, as yet, he had never seen a +man—a human being. Mappo had only lived in the jungle where men very +seldom came, and those men were brown or black men.</p> + +<p>But men knew monkeys were in the woods, and men wanted the monkeys for +circuses, for menageries and for hand-organs. That is the reason men +try to catch monkeys.</p> + +<p>Mappo looked all around the forest from the top of the tree where he had +come to rest. He saw no signs of danger. He saw only white pieces of +cocoanut on the ground.</p> + +<p>"I'll go down and get some, and then I'll run on and find my papa and +mamma and brothers and sisters," thought Mappo. "They will want some of +this cocoanut."</p> + +<p>Down he went, and began picking up the bits of cocoanut. They were +rather small pieces and Mappo had to eat a great many of them before he +felt he had enough. Each piece was a little way beyond the next one, and +Mappo kept on walking along slowly as he picked them up.</p> + +<p>Finally he saw a very large piece. He reached for it with his paw, and +then, all at once something happened.</p> + +<p>Something like a big spider's web seemed to fall down out of a tree +right over Mappo. In an instant he was all tangled up—his paws and tail +were caught. He yelled and chattered in fright, and tried to get loose, +but the more he tried, the tighter the meshes of the net fell about him.</p> + +<p>Poor Mappo was caught. He had been caught by a hunter's net in the +jungle, and the pieces of cocoanut were only bait, just as you bait a +mouse trap with cheese.</p> + +<p>"Oh!" cried Mappo, in his shrill, chattering voice. "Oh dear! I am +caught!"</p> + +<p>Tighter and tighter the net closed over him.</p> + + + +<hr style='width: 65%;' /> +<a name='CHAPTER_IV'></a><h2>CHAPTER IV</h2> + +<p style="text-align: center"><b>MAPPO IN A BOX</b></p> +<br /> + +<p>Poor Mappo was not a merry monkey just then. Usually he was a jolly +little fellow, laughing and chattering in his own way, and playing +tricks on his brothers and sisters. Now he felt very little like doing +anything of that sort.</p> + +<p>"And to think that I was going to play a trick with the empty cocoanut +shell, just a little while before this happened to me," thought Mappo, +as he tried very hard to get loose from the net in which he was all +tangled up. "I wonder what has happened to me, anyhow," said Mappo to +himself.</p> + +<p>And, as Mappo did not find out for some little time I will tell you. He +had been caught by a native hunter, in a net made from long pieces of a +trailing vine, which was as strong as a rope.</p> + +<p>In the country where Mappo lived there were many people called +natives—that is they had never lived in any country but their own, and +they were a queer sort of people.</p> + +<p>They wore very few clothes, for it was too hot to need many. They were +a black, savage people, and they lived by hunting with their spears, and +bows and arrows. They hunted wild animals—lions, tigers, elephants and +monkeys. Some of the wild animals they used for food, and others they +sold to white men who wanted them for circuses and menageries. And +monkeys were generally the easiest to catch.</p> + +<p>Some of these black, half-clothed, savage natives had spread a vine net +in the forest. The net, being made of vines, could not be seen until +some animal got close to it. And to make monkeys come close to the net, +so it would fall down over them, when one end was pulled loose by a +native (hidden behind a tree) bits of cocoanut were sprinkled about. +Monkeys are very fond of cocoanut, and the natives knew, when the little +long-tailed creatures went to pick up the white pieces, that they would +come nearer and nearer to the trap-net, until they were caught. That was +what had happened to Mappo.</p> + +<p>The little monkey tried and tried again to break out of the net, but he +could not. It was too strong. Tighter and tighter it was pulled about +him, until he could struggle no more. He lay there, a sad little lump of +monkey in the net.</p> + +<p>Then some black men, with long sharp sticks, or spears, gathered about +him, and talked very fast and loud. You would not have understood what +they said, if you had heard them, any more than you can understand dog +and cat talk, but Mappo knew some of what they were saying, for he had +lived in the jungle all his life, and these were natives, or jungle men.</p> + +<p>"Ha! We caught only one monkey!" exclaimed one tall, black man, with a +long spear.</p> + +<p>"Well, but he is a good one," another man said. "We will take him to the +coast in a box, and sell him to the white men who will take him away in +a ship. We will get many things for him, lots of beads to put around our +necks, some brass wire to make rings for our noses and ankles, and red +cloth to wear."</p> + +<p>The natives, you see, did not want money. They wanted beads and bits of +shiny brass wire, or gay-colored cloth, to make themselves look, as they +thought, very fine. They even put rings in their noses, as well as in +their ears, to decorate themselves.</p> + +<p>"Ha! So this is not the end of me!" thought Mappo, when he heard the +black men thus talking. "I am to be put in a box, and taken to a ship, +it seems. I wonder what a ship is like. Well, as long as I am not to be +hurt, perhaps it will be fun after all. But I wish they would let my +mamma and papa, and sisters and brothers come with me. It is no fun +being all by yourself."</p> + +<p>But of course Mappo's folks were, by this time, a long way off in the +jungle woods, wondering where Mappo himself was. If they had seen him in +the net, they might have tried to get him out, but they did not see him.</p> + +<p>The net was now pulled so tightly about the little monkey, that he was +in some pain.</p> + +<p>"Bring up the box, and we'll put him in it," said one of the black men. +Another native came up with a box made of tree branches nailed together. +It was what is called a crate—that is, there were spaces between the +slats so Mappo could look out and get air.</p> + +<p>"Look out. He may bite you!" called one native to another, as the crate +was placed near the net.</p> + +<p>"Oh, I won't give him a chance!" the other native said.</p> + +<p>"Ha! I won't bite!" chattered Mappo, but the natives did not understand +him. They knew very little of monkey talk. Mappo made up his mind that +he would be good, for his mamma had often told him that was the best way +to get along in this world. "But I'm sure she never thought I would be +caught in a net," said Mappo to himself. "I wonder if she would mean me +to be good now; and not bite. I guess she would, so I won't nip +anybody."</p> + +<p>Mappo had very sharp teeth, even if he was a monkey, and he could give +some good hard bites. But now he was going to be good.</p> + +<p>The net, with poor Mappo in it, was dragged up close to the crate, and a +door in the crate was opened. Then part of the net was pulled to one +side, and Mappo saw a hole where he thought he might slip out. He gave a +jump, hoping he could get back into the tall trees again.</p> + +<p>"And if I do, I'll never eat any more cocoanut, unless my mamma or papa +gives it to me!" thought Mappo.</p> + +<p><a name="jumpout">So he gave a jump out of the net, but, in a second he found himself +inside the wooden crate, or box.</a> He had gone into it when the net was +open opposite the door of the crate. In another second the door was shut +and fastened, and Mappo was a prisoner in a new prison. He could not get +out, no matter how hard he tried.</p> + +<p>"There he is, safe and sound!" chattered the natives, in their queer +language, which was as much like monkey talk as anything else. "Now we +can carry him to the coast, and sell him to the white men. Come on."</p> + +<p>"I wonder where the coast is," thought Mappo, and I might tell you, +in case you don't know, that the coast is the seashore.</p> + +<a name="image-3"><!-- Image 3 --></a> +<center><a href="images/003_lg.jpg"> +<img border=0 src="images/003.jpg" height="505" width="300" +alt="So he gave a jump out of the net, but, in a second, +found himself inside the wooden crate or box. (Page 47)"> +</a> +</center> + +<p style="text-align: center"><span style=' +font-style:italic; font-weight:700'><small> +So he gave a jump out of the net, but, in a second, +found himself inside the wooden crate or box. +(<a href="#jumpout">Page 47</a>)</small></span></p> + +<p>The ships, in which white men come to the jungle countries, go only as +far as the seashore. They cannot go on the land, or into the interior, +where the wild animals live. So when the natives catch monkeys, or other +creatures, they have to carry them to the coast.</p> + +<p>"Well, this isn't very nice," thought Mappo, as he looked at the little +crate, inside of which he now found himself. "I haven't much room to +move around here, and I don't see anything to eat, or drink."</p> + +<p>He was not very hungry, for he had eaten a lot of the cocoanut just +before being caught in the net. But he was thirsty. However, he saw no +water, and, though he chattered, and asked for it as nicely as he knew +how, he got none—at least, not right away.</p> + +<p>Mappo's fur was all ruffled by being caught in the net, and he now began +to smooth that out, until he looked more like himself. He peered through +between the slats of his cage with his queer little eyes, and there was +a sad look in them, if any one had noticed. But no one did. The natives +were getting ready to carry Mappo to the coast.</p> + +<p>Poor Mappo looked out on the green jungle where he had lived ever since +he could remember. He did not know that he was never to see it again. +He would never climb the big trees, and swing from one branch to +another. He would not play tag with his brothers and sisters, nor would +he open cocoanuts on a sharp stick and by dropping them on a stone. +Mappo was to be taken away from his nice jungle.</p> + +<p>Of course he did not know all this at once. All he knew now was that he +was in a little crate, where he had hardly room enough to turn around, +and no room at all to hang by his tail.</p> + +<p>"Come on—let's start with him!" called one of the black men. "We'll +take him to the white people, and come back and catch some more +monkeys."</p> + +<p>"Oh, I hope they catch some of my folks!" thought Mappo. He did not wish +any harm to happen to his father or mother, or sisters or brothers, you +know, but he was so lonesome, that he wanted to see some of them.</p> + +<p>The natives thrust long poles through the slats of Mappo's box, and, +putting the poles over their shoulders, off through the jungle they +started to march.</p> + +<p>Poor Mappo was very thirsty by this time, but though he chattered very +hard, and cried "Water!" over and over again, in his monkey language, no +one paid any attention to him.</p> + +<p>On and on went the natives, carrying the little monkey in a crate. +After a while some other black men came along another path, and they, +too, had boxes slung on poles, and in the boxes were other animals. In +one was a big striped tiger, and when Mappo saw him, the monkey crouched +down in a corner of his box and covered his eyes with his paws.</p> + +<p>"Oh, maybe it's the same tiger that tried to catch me, and whom I hit on +the head with the empty cocoanut," thought Mappo. "If it is, he'll be +very angry at me, and try to get me.</p> + +<p>"Oh dear! This is too bad. I guess this is the end of me!" Mappo cried.</p> + +<p>The natives carrying Mappo, in his box, ran forward with him, and as he +looked out, he saw that his crate was close to the one in which was the +growling, striped tiger.</p> + +<p>"Oh! Oh! Oh!" thought poor Mappo. "He'll get me sure!"</p> + + + +<hr style='width: 65%;' /> +<a name='CHAPTER_V'></a><h2>CHAPTER V</h2> + +<p style="text-align: center"><b>MAPPO ON THE SHIP</b></p> +<br /> + +<p>Mappo, who had taken his paws down from his eyes long enough to look at +the striped tiger, now blind-folded himself, with his paws again, and +shivered. All of a sudden the tiger growled, and Mappo shivered still +more.</p> + +<p>"Ha! Growl and roar as much as you like!" called one of the black +natives. "You can't get out of there, Sharp-Tooth!" That was the name +the jungle men had given the tiger. "You can't get out of that crate!" +went on the native, and when Mappo heard that, he took down his paws +once more, and looked at the tiger. He was sure it was the same one at +whom he had thrown the cocoanut, and he wondered how the fierce, strong +beast had been caught. Then Mappo looked at the crate in which the tiger +was being carried along through the jungle.</p> + +<p>"Ha! That is a good, strong crate!" thought Mappo. "It is much stronger +than the one I am in. I guess the tiger can't get out, and I am glad of +it. I mean I am sorry he is shut up, and I am sorry for myself, that I +am shut up, and being taken away, but I would not like the tiger to get +loose, while I am near him."</p> + +<p>And indeed the cage holding the tiger was very strong. It had big pieces +of tree branches for slats, and it took eight men to carry it, for the +tiger was very heavy. Side by side, slung in their crates on the poles, +over the shoulders of the black natives, Mappo and Sharp-Tooth, the +tiger, were carried through the jungle.</p> + +<p>The tiger kept walking back and forth in his cage. It was just long +enough to allow him to take two steps one way, and two steps the other +way. And he kept going back and forth all the while, up and down, his +red tongue hanging out of his mouth, for it was very hot. His fur, too, +was scratched and cut, as though he had fought very hard, before he had +let the natives catch him and put him into the crate.</p> + +<p>Mappo was not so much afraid now, and once, when his cage was close to +that of the tiger, the big, striped beast spoke to the little monkey. Of +course he talked in tiger language, which the natives could not +understand, but Mappo could.</p> + +<p>"Ha! So they caught you too, little monkey?" asked the tiger.</p> + +<p>"Yes, I got caught in a net, while I was eating some cocoanut," answered +Mappo.</p> + +<p>"The cocoanut was bait," said the tiger. "I got caught eating a little +goat. The goat was bait, too, and they caught me in a noose that almost +choked me. Then they slipped me in this box when I was half dead. If I +had had my strength, they never would have gotten me in it!" and the +tiger roared and growled, and tried to break out of his crate. But it +was too strong—he could not.</p> + +<p>"Keep quiet there, Sharp-Tooth!" cried one of the black natives who was +marching along beside the tiger's cage. "Keep quiet, or I shall hit you +on the nose with a stick," and the black man held up a hard stick. The +tiger growled, away down deep in his throat, and kept quiet. But still +he spoke to Mappo, now and then.</p> + +<p>"Seems to me I have seen you before, somewhere, little monkey," said +Sharp-Tooth.</p> + +<p>"Yes, you—you tried to eat me, if you please," said Mappo, who spoke +politely, because he was still afraid of the tiger.</p> + +<p>"Did I?" asked the tiger. "Well, I have to live, you know. And I have +eaten so many monkeys that one, more or less, doesn't matter. So I tried +to eat you, eh? I wonder why I didn't finish. I usually eat what I set +out to."</p> + +<p>"I—I hit you on the head with an empty cocoanut shell and ran away," +said Mappo.</p> + +<p>"Oh, that's so. You did!" exclaimed the tiger. "I thought I remembered +you. So you're the chap who played that trick on me, eh? Well, I thought +I knew you. Ha! Yes. An empty cocoanut shell! I remember I was quite +frightened. I thought my head was broken. But never mind. I forgive you. +One shouldn't remember things like that when friends are in trouble. +Listen, little monkey, will you do me a favor?"</p> + +<p>"What is it?" asked Mappo, wondering how he, a little monkey, could do +anything to help a big, strong tiger.</p> + +<p>"Will you help me out of this cage?" asked the tiger.</p> + +<p>"How can I?" inquired Mappo.</p> + +<p>"Very easily," the tiger said. "I know what is going to become of us. We +are to be taken to the big ocean-water, and put in a house that floats +on the waves." That was what the tiger called a ship; a house that +floats on the waves.</p> + +<p>"How do you know this is to happen to us?" asked Mappo.</p> + +<p>"Because I heard the black men talking of it," said Sharp-Tooth. "And, +after a long while, we will land in another country, where there is no +jungle, such as we love."</p> + +<p>"That will be too bad," Mappo said. "But still, it may be nice in that +other country, and we may have many adventures."</p> + +<p>"Bah! I do not want adventures!" the tiger growled. "All I want is to +be left alone in my jungle, where I can kill what I want to eat, drink +from the jungle pool, and sleep in the sun. I hate these men! I hate +this cage! Once before I was caught and put in one, but I broke out and +got away. This time they have been too strong for me. But you can help +me to escape."</p> + +<p>"How?" asked Mappo.</p> + +<p>"Listen!" whispered the tiger, putting his big mouth, filled with sharp +teeth, close to the side of his cage, and nearest to Mappo's crate. +"Listen! Your paws are like hands and fingers. To-night, when the +natives set our crates down, to take their sleep, you can open your +cage, slip out and come over and open mine. I have tried to open my own, +but I cannot. However, you can easily do it. Then we will both be free, +and we can run away to the jungle together: Come, will you do it? I am +very hungry! I want to get off in the jungle and get something to eat."</p> + +<p>Mappo thought for a minute. He was a smart little monkey, and he feared +if he opened the tiger's cage for him, the big chap might be so hungry +that he would eat the first thing he saw, which would be Mappo himself.</p> + +<p>"Will you open my cage for me after dark?" asked Sharp-Tooth.</p> + +<p>"I'll think about it," answered back Mappo.</p> + +<p>But he had no idea of letting out that tiger.</p> + +<p>"I'm sure he must still be angry at me for hitting him with that empty +cocoanut," said Mappo, "and if he is loose he can easily crush me with +one stroke of his paw. No, I think I will not let him out, though I am +sorry he is caught. But I will try to get out myself, and run back to my +mamma and papa, and sisters and brothers. Yes, I will do that."</p> + +<p>After the tiger had asked Mappo to help him get out of the cage, +Sharp-Tooth pretended to go to sleep. He wanted to fool the natives, you +see, and make believe he was going to be good and gentle.</p> + +<p>"Oh, but won't I roar and bite and scratch when I do get out!" thought +the tiger. Perhaps he would not have hurt Mappo, had the monkey opened +the cage; but I cannot be sure of that.</p> + +<p>All day long through the jungle tramped the natives, carrying the wild +animals in their crates. There were several besides Mappo and +Sharp-Tooth. There were snakes, in big boxes, other monkeys, a +rhinoceros, a hippopotamus, two lions, who roared dreadfully all the +while, and many other beasts. </p> + +<p>In fact, it was a small circus marching through the jungle, and all the +animals had been caught, in one way or another, to be sold to circuses +and menageries. But in this book I will tell you mostly about Mappo, +just as in other books I have told you of Squinty, the comical pig, and +Slicko, the jumping squirrel.</p> + +<p>"Oh, I do wish I had something to eat!" thought poor Mappo. But he did +not see anything for a long time. It was getting dark when the natives, +carrying the crates, set them down in the jungle, and began to build +fires to cook their supper. They were going to camp out in the woods all +night, and they had stopped near a pool of water.</p> + +<p>Mappo smelled the water. So did the other animals, and they began to +howl for drinks. You remember I told you wild animals can often smell +better than they can see.</p> + +<p>The natives did not want to be cruel to the animals; they only wanted to +sell them to the white people. And the natives knew if the animals did +not get something to drink, they might die. So, pretty soon, they began +to give the beasts water to drink. Mappo got some, and oh! how good it +was to his little dry throat and mouth.</p> + +<p>"Don't forget, you are going to let me loose in the night," whispered +the tiger to Mappo, as it grew darker and darker in the jungle. Mappo +said nothing. He pretended to be asleep. But, all the same, he made up +his mind that he was <i>not</i> going to let the tiger loose.</p> + +<p>When it was all dark and quiet in the camp, Mappo tried to open his own +cage with his smart little fingers. But the natives were smarter than +the little monkey. They knew all monkeys were very good at picking open +boxes, so they had made this one, for Mappo, especially tight. Mappo +tried his best, but he could not get out.</p> + +<p>So, after all, he did not have to play any trick on the tiger, and not +let Sharp-Tooth out, and he was glad of it.</p> + +<p>"Hist! Hist!" the tiger called, from his crate, near that of Mappo. +"Aren't you going to let me out?"</p> + +<p>"I can't get out myself," answered the little monkey.</p> + +<p>"Bur-r-r-r-r! Wow! Wuff!" roared the tiger. And then he was so angry +that he growled and jumped about, trying to break out of his cage. The +natives awoke, and one of them, running over to Sharp-Tooth, said:</p> + +<p>"Quiet here, tiger, or I shall have to hit you on the nose with a +stick!"</p> + +<p>But the tiger would not be quiet, and, surely enough, the black man hit +him on the nose with a stick. The tiger howled and then became quiet. +All the other animals who had made different noises when they heard the +racket made by Sharp-Tooth, grew quiet also.</p> + +<p>Mappo went back to sleep, after trying once more to open his crate so he +could get away in the jungle.</p> + +<p>"I guess I shall have to let them put me on the house in the big water," +he said to himself. "Never mind, I may have some fine adventures."</p> + +<p>When morning came, the natives got their breakfast, fed the animals in +the crates, and off they started once more through the forest. Mappo +looked out of his cage, and he could see, swinging along in the trees on +either side of the jungle path, other monkeys like himself. But they +were free, and could climb to the tops of the tallest trees.</p> + +<p>Mappo called to them, in his own language, and told them to take the +news to his papa and mamma that he had been caught in a net, and was +being taken away to a far country. The wild monkeys promised that they +would let Mr. and Mrs. Monkey know what had become of Mappo.</p> + +<p>In this way Mappo's folks learned what had happened to him, but they +never saw him again, nor did he see them. But monkeys are not like a +boy or girl. Once they leave their homes, they do not mind it very much. +They are always willing to look at something new. Though, of course, +they may often wish they were out of their cages, and back in the jungle +again.</p> + +<p>After some days the natives, with the wild animals, reached the big +ocean. Mappo had never seen so much water before. He looked at it +through the slats of his crate. A little way out from shore he saw what +looked like a big house floating on the water. This was the ship.</p> + +<p>Soon, in small boats, all the animals were taken aboard the ship, Mappo +among them.</p> + +<p>"Now my adventures are really beginning," thought Mappo, as he found +himself in a cage on deck, next to some other monkeys, and a big cow +with a hump on her back. She was a sacred cow.</p> + + + +<hr style='width: 65%;' /> +<a name='CHAPTER_VI'></a><h2>CHAPTER VI</h2> + +<p style="text-align: center"><b>MAPPO MEETS TUM TUM</b></p> +<br /> + +<p>Mappo did not know what a ship was, nor how it floated over the ocean +from one country to another, blown by the wind or pushed by steam +engines. The little monkey could not see much except the other monkeys +in crates on the deck near him. Finally Mappo did hear a deep growl from +somewhere behind him.</p> + +<p>"Ha!" snarled a voice. "There will be little chance to get away now! Why +didn't you let me out of my cage, monkey?"</p> + +<p>"I—I couldn't," said Mappo, and he looked around to see the tiger close +to him. Sharp-Tooth was in his own cage and could not reach Mappo. For +this the monkey was very glad.</p> + +<p>All the black men who had carried the wild animals through the jungle +had gone now. In their places were white men, quite different. Mappo did +not know which he liked better, but the white men seemed to be kind, for +some of them brought food and water to the animals.</p> + +<p>"Are we on the ship, or water-house, now?" asked Mappo, as he felt as +though he were being moved along.</p> + +<p>"Yes, we are on a ship, and we'll never see the jungle any more," said +the tiger. "Oh wow!" and he roared very loudly.</p> + +<p>"Quiet there!" called one of the white men, and he banged with his stick +on the tiger's cage. The tiger growled, and lay down.</p> + +<p>Now it was quiet aboard the ship, which soon started away from the +shores of the hot, jungle country toward another land, where it is warm +part of the time and cold part of the time. Mappo was on his way to have +many new adventures.</p> + +<p>For several days the little monkey boy did nothing but stay in his cage, +crouched in one corner, looking out between the slats. He could see +nothing, for, all around him, were other cages. But when he looked up, +through the top of his cage, he could see a little bit of blue sky.</p> + +<p>It was the same kind of blue sky he had looked at from his tree-house in +the jungle, now so far away, and Mappo did not feel so lonesome, or +homesick, when he watched the white clouds sail over the little patch of +blue sky.</p> + +<p>For you know animals do get homesick just as do boys and girls. Often, +in circuses and menageries, the animals become so homesick, and long so +for the land from which they have been taken, that they become ill and +die. When a keeper sees one of his pet animals getting homesick, he +tries to cure him.</p> + +<p>He may put the homesick animal into another cage, or give him different +things to eat—things he had in his own country. Or the keeper may put +the homesick animal in with some different and new beasts, so the +homesick one may have something new to think about. Monkeys very often +become homesick, but so do elephants, tigers and lions. It is a sad +thing to be homesick, even for animals.</p> + +<p>But Mappo was not very homesick. In the first place he was not a very +old monkey, and he had not lived in the jungle very long, though he had +been there all his life. Then, too, he was anxious to have some +adventures.</p> + +<p>So, though when he looked at the bit of blue sky, and thought of his +home in the deep, green woods, he had a wish, only for a moment, to go +back there. He had enough to eat on the ship, plenty of cool water to +drink, and he knew he was in no danger from the tiger or other wild +beasts bigger than himself. For the tiger was fastened up in a big +strong cage, and could not get out.</p> + +<p>Mappo, on board the ship, chattered and talked with the other monkeys in +cages all around him. He asked how they had been caught, and they told +him it was in the same way as he had been—by picking up good things to +eat on the ground, and so being tangled up in a net.</p> + +<p>"And I don't know what is going to happen to me now," said a little girl +monkey, with a very sad face.</p> + +<p>"Oh, cheer up!" cried Mappo, in his most jolly voice. "I am sure +something nice will happen to all of us. See, we are having a nice ride +in the water-house, and we have all we want to eat, without having to +hunt for it in the woods."</p> + +<p>"Yes, but I want my papa and mamma!" cried the little girl monkey.</p> + +<p>Mappo tried to make her feel happier, but it was hard work. As for +Mappo, himself, he was feeling pretty jolly, but then he was always a +merry monkey.</p> + +<p>As the ship sailed on, over the ocean, it left behind the warm, jungle +country where Mappo had always lived. The weather grew more cool, and +though Polar Bears like cold weather, and are happy when they have a +cake of ice to sit on, monkeys do not. Monkeys must be kept very warm, +or they catch cold, just as boys and girls do.</p> + +<p>So, as the ship sailed farther and farther north, on its way to a new +country, Mappo felt the change. Though he was covered with thick hair, +or fur, he could not help shivering, especially at night when the sun +had gone down.</p> + +<p>The man in charge of the wild animals that were to go to the circus knew +how to look after them. He knew which ones had to be kept warm, and +which ones cold.</p> + +<p>"You must cover up the monkeys' cages these nights," said the man to a +sailor one afternoon, as he saw Mappo and the others shivering. "Keep +them warm."</p> + +<p>"Aye, aye, sir," answered the sailor, which was his way of saying, "Yes, +sir!"</p> + +<p>Heavy coverings were spread over the monkeys' cages every night, but +even then Mappo shivered, and so did the others. It was quite different +from the warm jungle where he could sleep out of doors with only his own +fur for a bedquilt.</p> + +<p>"I guess we'll have to move the monkeys down below, if it gets much +colder," said the animal man to the sailor. "They'll freeze up here."</p> + +<p>"Free-e-e-e-eze! I-I-I-I—I g-g-g-g-guess we will!" chattered Mappo, and +he shivered so that he stuttered when he talked. Of course he spoke +monkey language, and the men could not understand him. But they could +understand his shivering, and soon they began to move the cages to a +warmer place.</p> + +<p>Mappo and the other animals who need to be kept warm were lowered +through a hole down inside the ship. It was in a place called a "hold." +And it was called that, I suppose, because it was made to hold the cargo +of wild animals carried by the ship.</p> + +<p>Mappo did not like it so well down in this part of the ship as he had +liked it on deck. But it was warmer, and that was a great deal. Still he +could not see the little patch of blue sky that had reminded him of his +jungle home.</p> + +<p>"I wonder what has become of Sharp-Tooth, the big tiger?" asked Mappo, +of one of the other monkeys.</p> + +<p>"Oh, I saw them lower his cage down into another part of the ship," said +a big monkey. "I am glad of it, too, for I don't like him so near us. He +might break out some night, and bite us."</p> + +<p>"He wanted me to let him out," said Mappo.</p> + +<p>"Gracious! I hope you didn't think of such a thing!" cried a little girl +monkey.</p> + +<p>"No, I didn't," Mappo said.</p> + +<p>"How did you happen to know the tiger?" asked the big monkey.</p> + +<p>"Oh, he tried to get me once," Mappo answered, "and I threw an empty +cocoanut shell in his face!"</p> + +<p>"You did!" cried all the other monkeys.</p> + +<p>"How brave you were!" said the little girl monkey.</p> + +<p>Mappo was beginning to feel that way himself!</p> + +<p>For several days nothing much happened to Mappo, after he and his monkey +friends had been moved to the warm part of the ship. They had things to +eat, and water to drink, and they slept a good deal of the time. One day +the sailor who always fed Mappo stood in front of the cage, and, looking +in, said:</p> + +<p>"I wonder if you'd bite me if I petted you a bit? You look like a nice +chap, and I like monkeys. I wonder if I couldn't teach you some tricks. +Then you'd be worth more to the circus. You'll have to learn tricks in +the circus, anyhow, and you might as well begin now. I think I'll pet +you a bit."</p> + +<p>"Chatter! Chatter! Chat! Bur-r-r-r! Snip!" went Mappo. That meant, in +his language, that he would not think of biting the kind sailor who had +fed and watered him. But the sailor was careful. Very slowly he put out +his hand, and, reaching through the bars, he stroked Mappo's soft fur.</p> + +<p>"That's a good chap!" said the sailor. "I believe you are going to be +nice after all."</p> + +<p>"Bur-r-r-r! Wopp!" said Mappo. That meant: "Of course I am!"</p> + +<p>In a few days the sailor and Mappo were good friends, and one afternoon +the sailor opened the cage door and let the monkey out. Then Mappo grew +quite excited. It was the first time he had been loose since he had been +caught, and he was so glad to run about, and use his legs and tail, +that, before he knew what he was doing, he had jumped right over the +sailor's head, and had scrambled up on the ship's deck.</p> + +<p>"Oh, a monkey's loose! One of the monkeys has gotten away!" cried the +sailors.</p> + +<p>"Never mind! I'll catch him!" said the one who had been kind to Mappo.</p> + +<p>Mappo ran and leaped. He saw something like a tall tree, only it had no +branches on it. But there were ropes and ladders fast to it, and, in an +instant, Mappo had scrambled up them to the top of the tall thing. It +was the mast of the ship, but Mappo did not know that.</p> + +<p><a name="awayup">Away up to the top he went, and, curling his tail around a rope, there +he sat.</a></p> + +<p>"Make him come down!" cried the captain. "I can't have a monkey on top +of my ship's mast! Somebody climb up after him and bring him down."</p> + +<p>"I'll go," said a sailor.</p> + +<p>Now a sailor is a good climber, but not nearly so good as a monkey. +Mappo waited until the sailor was almost up to him, and then, quick as a +flash, Mappo swung himself out of the way by another rope, and, just as +he had done in the jungle, he went over to the top of another mast.</p> + +<p>"There he goes!" cried the sailors on deck.</p> + +<p>"Yes, I see he does," said the sailor who had tried to catch Mappo.</p> + +<p>"You had better come down," spoke the man who had let Mappo out of the +cage. "I think he'll come down for me." In his hand he held some lumps +of sugar, of which Mappo was very fond.</p> + +<p>"Come on down, old chap," called the sailor. "No one will hurt you. Come +and get the sugar."</p> + +<p>Now whether Mappo had had enough of being loose, or whether it was too +cold for him up on the mast, I can't say. Perhaps he wanted the sugar, +and, again, he might not have wanted to make trouble for his kind +friend, the sailor, who had let him out.</p> + +<p>Anyhow, Mappo came slowly down, and took some of the sugar from the +sailor's hand. The sailor took hold of the collar around Mappo's +neck.</p> + +<a name="image-4"><!-- Image 4 --></a> +<center><a href="images/004_lg.jpg"> +<img border=0 src="images/004.jpg" height="498" width="300" +alt="Away up to the top he went, and, curling his tail around +a rope, there he sat. (Page 71)"> +</a> +</center> + +<p style="text-align: center"><span style=' +font-style:italic; font-weight:700'><small> +Away up to the top he went, and, curling his tail around +a rope, there he sat. +(<a href="#awayup">Page 71</a>)</small></span></p> + +<p>"Now lock up that monkey!" cried the captain. "And if he runs away +again, we'll whip him."</p> + +<p>"No, it was my fault," the sailor said. "And I'd like him to be loose. I +can teach him some tricks."</p> + +<p>"All right, do as you like," the captain spoke. "Only keep him off the +mast."</p> + +<p>"I'm not going up there again," thought Mappo to himself. "It is too +cold."</p> + +<p>"Come along," said the sailor, giving him another lump of sugar, and +Mappo put one hairy little paw in the hand of the sailor, and walked +along the deck with him.</p> + +<p>"I guess you were just scared, old fellow," the man said to the monkey. +"When you get quieted down, you and I shall have lots of fun. You are +almost as nice as my elephant, Tum Tum."</p> + +<p>This was the first Mappo had heard of the elephant. He knew what they +were, for he had often seen the big creatures in the jungle, crashing +their way through the trees, even pulling some up by the roots, in their +strong trunks, to eat the tender green tops of the trees.</p> + +<p>"I didn't know there was an elephant on this ship," thought Mappo. But +he was soon to find out there was.</p> + +<p>Two or three days after this Mappo was let out of his cage once more. +This time he did not jump and run. He stayed quietly beside the sailor, +and put his paw into the man's hand.</p> + +<p>"That's the way to do it," said the sailor. "Come now, we'll go below +and see Tum Tum."</p> + +<p>Down into a deep part of the ship, near the bottom, the sailor took +Mappo. Then the monkey could see a number of elephants chained to the +walls. They were swaying their big bodies to and fro, and swinging their +trunks. The sailor went up to the biggest elephant of them all, and, so +Mappo thought, the most jolly-looking, and said:</p> + +<p>"Tum Tum, I have brought some one to see you. Here is a little monkey."</p> + +<p>Mappo looked up, and saw a jolly twinkle in the little eyes of Tum Tum. +Mappo knew elephants were never unkind to monkeys, and, a moment later, +Mappo had given a jump, up to the shoulder of the sailor, and then right +on the back of Tum Tum.</p> + + + +<hr style='width: 65%;' /> +<a name='CHAPTER_VII'></a><h2>CHAPTER VII</h2> + +<p style="text-align: center"><b>MAPPO IN THE CIRCUS</b></p> +<br /> + +<p>"Well, I declare!" exclaimed the sailor who had brought Mappo downstairs +in the ship to see Tum Tum, the jolly elephant. "You two animals seem to +get along fine together!"</p> + +<p>And indeed Mappo and Tum Tum were the best of friends at once. Elephants +and monkeys very seldom quarrel, and they live together in peace, even +in the jungle, and do not fight, and bite and scratch, as some wild +beasts do.</p> + +<p>"Hello!" said Mappo to Tum Tum, as the little monkey sat on the +elephant's back. "Hello!"</p> + +<p>"Hello yourself!" answered Tum Tum, and his voice was deep and rumbling, +away down in his long nose or trunk, while Mappo's was chattery and +shrill, as a monkey's voice always is.</p> + +<p>"Well, where did you come from?" asked Mappo. "I've often seen you, or +some elephant friends of yours in the jungle. How did you get on this +ship with the other animals? You don't mean to say that the hunter men +caught you—you, a great big strong elephant, do you?"</p> + +<p>"That's just what they did, Mappo," said Tum Tum, and the sailor, +looking at the two animals, did not know they were telling secrets to +each other.</p> + +<p>"I'll just leave 'em together a while," said the sailor. "I don't +believe the monkey will run away, and, as he's getting homesick, it may +make him feel better to be with the elephant a while."</p> + +<p>Mappo was indeed getting homesick for the jungle, and for his folks, but +when he saw Tum Tum, he felt much better.</p> + +<p>"How did they catch you?" asked the monkey, as the sailor went up on +deck, while Mappo and the elephant stayed down in the lower part of the +ship, where it was nice and warm, talking to one another.</p> + +<p>"Oh, the hunters made a big, strong fence in the jungle," said Tum Tum. +"They left one opening in it, and then they began to drive us elephants +along toward it. We did not know what was happening until it was too +late, and at last we were caught fast in a sort of big trap, and could +not get out."</p> + +<p>"I should think you were so strong that you could easily have gotten +out," Mappo said.</p> + +<p>"Well, we did try—we wild elephants," spoke Tum Tum. "We rushed at the +bamboo fence, and tried to break it down with our big heads. But tame +elephants, who had helped to drive us into the trap, came up, and struck +us with their trunks, and stuck us with their tusks, and told us to be +good, and not to break the fence, and that we would be kindly treated. +So we behaved, and, after a while, we found ourselves on this ship."</p> + +<p>"Do you like it here?" asked Mappo.</p> + +<p>"Well, it isn't so bad," said Tum Tum. "I get all I want to eat, and I +don't have to hunt for it. I am to go in a circus and menagerie, I hear. +I don't quite know what that is, do you?"</p> + +<p>"Not exactly," answered Mappo, scratching his nose.</p> + +<p>"Well, maybe we'll be in it together," went on Tum Tum. "But how did you +happen to get caught, and brought away from the jungle, little monkey?"</p> + +<p>Then Mappo told of being caught in the net when he picked up the pieces +of cocoanut.</p> + +<p>"Were any other animals caught with you?" asked Tum Tum.</p> + +<p>"Oh, yes, the hunters had other animals—some monkeys, and a big tiger +in a cage. He was named Sharp-Tooth, the tiger was."</p> + +<p>"Hush!" whispered Tum Tum through his trunk, and looking around +carefully, he went on: "Don't let him know I'm here!"</p> + +<p>"Let who know?" asked Mappo.</p> + +<p>"Sharp-Tooth, the tiger. Don't tell him I'm here," Tum Tum said.</p> + +<p>"Why not?" the little monkey wanted to know.</p> + +<p>"Well, because he and I aren't friends," said Tum Tum. "You know in the +jungle, hunters sometimes ride on the backs of myself, and my elephant +friends, to hunt tigers. That's why the tigers don't like us. So don't +mention to Sharp-Tooth that I'm on board this ship."</p> + +<p>"I won't, of course," spoke Mappo in his funny, monkey talk. "But it +wouldn't matter, anyhow, as he's in a cage."</p> + +<p>"He might break loose, and scratch me," said Tum Tum. "So don't mention +it to him."</p> + +<p>Mappo promised not to. He sat up there on the elephant's back a long +time, and they talked of many things that had happened in the jungle +woods.</p> + +<p>"Well, you two seem to like each other so well that I guess I'll leave +you together," said the sailor, when he came back and found Mappo asleep +on Tum Tum's back. "I'll bring the monkey's cage down here," the sailor +went on, "and let him stay. They might just as well get acquainted, for +they'll be together in the circus, anyhow."</p> + +<p>"That will be nice," thought Mappo, as he heard what the sailor said.</p> + +<p>Many things happened to Mappo aboard the ship in which he journeyed +from the jungle to this country. I have not room to tell you about all +of them in this book.</p> + +<p>Once there came a great storm, so that the big ship rolled and rocked +like a rocking-chair, and Mappo felt ill. So did Tum Tum, and the other +elephants, and they made loud noises through their trunks. Mappo and the +other monkeys chattered with fear, and even Sharp-Tooth, the big striped +tiger, in his cage, was afraid, and growled, while the lions roared like +thunder.</p> + +<p>But finally the storm passed, the sea grew calm and the animals felt +better. Then came a day when Mappo was shut up in his cage again. Most +of the time he had been loose, to run about as he pleased.</p> + +<p>"I'm sorry to have to do it, old chap," said his sailor friend, "but all +you animals are going to be taken off the ship now, and put ashore, and +we don't want to lose you."</p> + +<p>"I don't want to get lost, either," said Mappo to himself. "I wonder +what is going to happen now."</p> + +<p>Many things happened to him, and also to Tum Tum and the others. Mappo's +cage, as well as the cages holding the lions and tigers, were lifted off +the ship onto land. Then they were put on big wagons and carted off +through a strange place. At first Mappo thought it was a new kind of +jungle, for he saw some trees.</p> + +<p>But when Mappo saw many boys and girls, and men and women, all in +strange dresses, not at all like the brown natives, and when he saw many +houses, he knew it could not be a jungle. No, it was a big city where +Mappo had been taken. And it was the city where the circus stayed in +winter, the animals living in barns, and in menageries, instead of in +tents. But when the warm summer came, they would be taken out on the +road, and sent from place to place with the traveling circus. Of course, +Mappo knew nothing of this yet. Neither did Tum Tum.</p> + +<p>Mappo's cage, with a number of others, was finally put into a big barn, +where it was nice and warm. On the earth-floor of the barn was sawdust, +and Mappo saw many men and horses, and many strange things. Finally a +man came up to Mappo's cage.</p> + +<p>"Ha! So these are some of the monkeys I am to teach to do tricks, eh?" +said the man. "Well, they look like nice monkeys. And that one seems a +little tame. I think I'll begin on him," and he pointed right at Mappo.</p> + +<p>"Better look out," said another man. "Maybe he is an ugly chap, and will +bite you."</p> + +<p>"Oh, indeed I won't!" chattered Mappo. "I guess I know better than +that!" But of course the circus man did not understand this monkey talk. +Mappo jumped about in his cage, for he felt that he was going to be +taken out, and he was tired of being shut up. He wanted to hang by his +tail, and do other things, as he had done in the jungle.</p> + +<p>"He's a lively little fellow, anyhow," said the circus man, as he opened +the door of Mappo's cage. "Come on out, old chap," he went on, "and +let's see what you look like."</p> + +<p>Very gently he took Mappo out, and Mappo was very quiet. He wanted to +show the man how polite and nice even a jungle monkey could be, when he +tried.</p> + +<p>"You're a nice fellow," the man said, stroking Mappo's back. "Now let's +see. I guess I'll teach you first to ride a pony, or a dog, and then +jump through paper hoops. After that you can turn somersaults, and sit +up at the table and eat like a real child. Oh, I'll teach you many +tricks."</p> + +<p>Mappo did not understand very much of this talk. No monkey could. But +Mappo did understand the word "eat," and he wondered when the man was +going to feed him, for Mappo was hungry.</p> + +<p>All around the circus barn different animals were being taught tricks, +for the men were training them to be ready for the summer circus in the +big tents. Horses were racing about sawdust rings, men were shouting and +calling, and snapping long whips. In one corner a man was trying to make +an elephant stand on his hind legs. Mappo looked a second time.</p> + +<p>"Why, that's Tum Tum! He's learning tricks too!" said Mappo, to himself. +"That's fine! I hope he and I can do tricks together."</p> + +<p>Tum Tum did not look very happy. A long rope was fastened to him, and he +was being pulled up so his head and trunk were in the air. That's how +elephants are first taught to do the trick of standing on their hind +legs. After a bit they learn to do it without being hoisted up by a +rope.</p> + +<p>"Now then, monkey boy, here we are!" exclaimed the man who had taken +Mappo out of his cage. The man soon found that Mappo was good and +gentle. "Now for your first trick," the man said. "Here, Prince!"</p> + +<p>A great big, shaggy dog, almost as large as Sharp-Tooth, the tiger, came +bounding into the circus ring. Right at Mappo rushed the dog, barking as +loudly as he could:</p> + +<p>"Bow wow! Bow wow! Bow wow!"</p> + + + +<hr style='width: 65%;' /> +<a name='CHAPTER_VIII'></a><h2>CHAPTER VIII</h2> + +<p style="text-align: center"><b>MAPPO AND HIS TRICKS</b></p> +<br /> + +<p>Mappo, the merry monkey, gave one look at the big dog rushing at him, +and then, with a chatter of fright, sprang right up on the shoulder of +the circus man. There Mappo sat, shivering, and looking down at the dog +who kept on barking.</p> + +<p>"Oh ho! So you're afraid, are you?" asked the man, as he put up his hand +and patted Mappo. "Well, you don't need to be, little chap. Prince +wouldn't hurt you a bit, would you, old chap?"</p> + +<p>"Bow wow!" barked the dog, and I think he meant that he certainly would +not—that he loved monkeys. In fact, any one would have loved Mappo, he +was so kind and gentle, even though he had not had much training.</p> + +<p>"Now, Prince, just show this monkey how you can stand on your head," +went on the circus man. "Show him how it's done."</p> + +<p>The dog kicked his hind legs up in the air, and there he was, standing +up partly on his head, and partly on his forepaws.</p> + +<p>"That'll do, Prince!" the man called. "Down!"</p> + +<p>"Bow wow!" barked Prince, as he turned a somersault, and stood on his +four feet.</p> + +<p>"You'll soon be doing tricks like that, little monkey," went on the +circus man, speaking to Mappo, as though the little chap from the jungle +could understand and answer him.</p> + +<p>And, as I have told you, Mappo could understand pretty nearly all the +man said, but he could not talk back to him, except in monkey language, +and that the man did not understand.</p> + +<p>"Now, Prince," said the circus man, "Mappo is going to have a ride on +your back. I want you to go slowly with him at first so he will not fall +off. Later on, you may run fast, and we'll have a race, with other +monkeys on the backs of other dogs. And, when Mappo has learned to ride +dog-back, I'll teach him to ride pony-back."</p> + +<p>"Bow wow!" barked Prince, just as though he understood it all.</p> + +<p>A bright red blanket was strapped around Prince, like a saddle on a +horse, and over the dog's head were put some straps like the reins of a +horse. Those were for Mappo to take hold of, and pretend he was driving +the dog around the ring.</p> + +<p>"All right now. Here we go!" cried the man. "Come, Mappo!"</p> + +<p>Mappo, who had been watching Tum Tum learn to stand on his hind legs, +now looked at the man and dog. The man lifted up the monkey and set him +on the dog's back. He also put the reins in Mappo's little paws.</p> + +<p>"Now go, Prince!" said the man, and he walked along with the dog, +holding Mappo on the back of Prince.</p> + +<p>At first Mappo did not understand what was wanted of him, and when +Prince started off, the little monkey grew afraid, and tried to jump +down and run away. But the man spoke gently to him.</p> + +<p>"There now, old fellow," said the circus man kindly. "No one is going to +hurt you. You'll be all right. Just sit on. Prince won't run away with +you."</p> + +<p>Mappo was not so frightened now, and as the man held him on the dog's +back, he did not fall off. <a name="around">Around and around in a ring went Prince +carrying Mappo.</a> Finally the monkey saw that he was in no danger of +falling, and he sat up straighter.</p> + +<p>"I guess you can go alone now," said the man. "Go on, Prince!"</p> + +<p>Mappo sat up proudly, holding the reins. He was riding alone, though of +course not very fast, for Prince only walked now.</p> + +<p>For two or three days Mappo practiced this trick, and each day he did +it better. Each day, too, when he had finished it, he was given +something good to eat, and so was Prince.</p> + +<p>"Now we'll try it faster to-day," said the man, after Mappo had been in +the circus about a week. "Run, Prince, and give Mappo a fast ride."</p> + +<p>Off started Prince, almost before Mappo was ready for him. And, just as +you might expect, Mappo fell off and rolled over and over in the +sawdust.</p> + +<p>"Chatter-chatter-chat! Bur-r-r-r! Buz-z-z-z-z! Wur-r-r-r-r!" went Mappo, +excitedly.</p> + +<p>"Bow wow!" barked Prince, capering about.</p> + +<p>"Hold on! That's not the way to do it! You must hold on tightly!" cried +the circus man.</p> + +<p>"Did you hurt yourself, Mappo?" asked Tum Tum, the jolly elephant, who +was resting, after having stood up on his hind legs. He had seen Mappo +fall.</p> + +<p>"No," answered the monkey, "I didn't hurt myself, but I don't like to +fall that way. I don't like that trick."</p> + +<p>"Never mind," spoke Tum Tum kindly. "The next time you do it, and Prince +runs fast, just wrap your tail around him, as you used to wrap it around +a tree limb in the big jungle. Then you won't fall."</p> + +<p>"That's a good idea—I'll do it!" cried Mappo.</p> + +<a name="image-5"><!-- Image 5 --></a> +<center><a href="images/005_lg.jpg"> +<img border=0 src="images/005.jpg" height="500" width="300" +alt="Around and around in a ring went Prince carrying Mappo. (Page 87)"> +</a> +</center> + +<p style="text-align: center"><span style=' +font-style:italic; font-weight:700'><small> +Around and around in a ring went Prince carrying Mappo. +(<a href="#around">Page 87</a>)</small></span></p> + +<p>"Now we'll try it again," said the circus man. "Go a bit slower this +time, Prince."</p> + +<p>"Bow wow! I will!" barked the dog.</p> + +<p>Once more Mappo took his place on the red blanket on the dog's back. He +took the reins in his little paws, that were almost like your hands, and +then, remembering what Tum Tum had said to him, Mappo wound his tail +around the neck of Prince, but not so tightly as to hurt him.</p> + +<p>"Bow wow! What are you doing that for?" asked the dog. He knew how to +speak so Mappo would understand him.</p> + +<p>"I am doing it so I will not fall off when you run fast, Prince," +answered Mappo.</p> + +<p>"Ha! Ha! Very good!" laughed Prince, in the only way dogs can laugh, +which is by barking softly. "That's a good trick, little monkey. If +other monkeys were as smart as you they would learn their lessons more +quickly. Now hold on tight, for I am going to run!"</p> + +<p>"I will!" promised Mappo.</p> + +<p>The circus man looked at what Mappo had done.</p> + +<p>"That is a smart little monkey," he said. "Now he will not fall."</p> + +<p>And this time, when Prince started off, and ran very fast around the +sawdust ring, Mappo did not fall off. His tail, which was as good as a +hand to him, was wrapped about the neck of Prince, and kept Mappo from +slipping.</p> + +<p>Mappo could now do the dog-riding trick very well. No matter how fast +Prince ran, the monkey would not fall off. A few days later more dogs +and other monkeys were brought into the circus ring in the big barn, and +they, too, raced around. But none of them could go as fast as Mappo and +Prince, and, each time, they won the race around the sawdust ring.</p> + +<p>"That certainly is a smart little monkey!" the circus man would say over +and over again. "I shall teach him many tricks. I will now see how he +can ride on the back of a pony, and, after that, I will teach him to +jump through paper hoops."</p> + +<p>Mappo did not very well understand what this meant, but he made up his +mind he would do whatever was asked of him, and that he would do it as +well as he could.</p> + +<p>A few days later some little Shetland ponies were brought into the barn, +and Mappo was placed on the back of one of them. The pony was a little +larger than Prince, and Mappo was farther from the ground. But the +little monkey had climbed tall trees in the jungle, and he was not +afraid of going up even on an elephant's back. So, of course, he was not +afraid on Trotter, the pony.</p> + +<p>A blanket was strapped on Trotter's back, and as there was an iron ring +in the strap, Mappo stuck his tail through that, and so held on. The +other monkeys, who were also to ride ponies, saw what Mappo was doing, +and they did the same thing.</p> + +<p>"Ha! It's good to have a smart monkey in the circus," said the man. "He +shows the others what to do."</p> + +<p>Mappo was so smart, and such a good rider, that he easily took the lead +in the race, and kept it. The ponies ran faster than the dogs had done, +but, even then, neither Mappo nor any of the other monkeys fell off, for +their tails were in the iron rings of the straps.</p> + +<p>"Well, how are you coming on?" asked Tum Tum of Mappo one day, when they +were resting after having eaten their dinners.</p> + +<p>"Fine!" answered Mappo. "I can do many tricks now. What are you +learning?"</p> + +<p>"Oh, many things," answered Tum Tum. "I have to play ball, grind a +hand-organ with my trunk and make music, I have to play soldier, march +around, and stand up on my hind legs and on my head."</p> + +<p>"Is it hard work?" asked Mappo.</p> + +<p>"Yes, but I like it," said Tum Tum. And some day soon, in another book, +I shall tell you the many adventures of Tum Tum, the jolly elephant.</p> + +<p>"Well, now for a new trick," said the circus man to Mappo, one morning. +"Soon it will be time for the circus to go out on the road, under the +big tents, and I want you to do many tricks for the boys and girls."</p> + +<p>"I'll do all I can!" chattered Mappo, in his monkey language.</p> + +<p>This time, after he had ridden around the ring once or twice on the back +of Prince, the circus man brought out some big wooden hoops, covered +with paper.</p> + +<p>"You are to jump through these, Mappo," said the man. "Come, let me see +how you can do it." Mappo was riding on Prince's back. All of a sudden, +as Prince went around the sawdust ring, he came near to one of the rings +the man held out. Mappo did not in the least know what he was to do, +but, all at once, the man caught him up off the dog's back, and fairly +tossed him through the paper ring. The paper burst with a crackling +noise, and Mappo felt himself falling.</p> + +<p>"Oh dear!" thought the little monkey, "I wonder where I shall land!"</p> + + + +<hr style='width: 65%;' /> +<a name='CHAPTER_IX'></a><h2>CHAPTER IX</h2> + +<p style="text-align: center"><b>MAPPO RUNS AWAY</b></p> +<br /> + +<p>Mappo was so surprised, as he felt himself fairly flying through the +paper hoop, that he did not know exactly what was happening.</p> + +<p>"I may land on the back of Tum Tum, for all I know," he thought.</p> + +<p>But, just as he said that to himself, he came down on the back of +Prince, as if nothing had happened.</p> + +<p>"Hello, here we are again!" cried Prince, running on around the sawdust +ring, with Mappo on his back. "You did that trick all right."</p> + +<p>"Yes, but the man tossed me through the paper-covered hoop," spoke +Mappo, wonderingly.</p> + +<p>"That was to show you how to do it," went on Prince. "I have seen many +monkeys do that trick."</p> + +<p>"Oh, I see," said Mappo. "There's the man with another hoop. Shall I +jump right through it?"</p> + +<p>"Yes, don't wait for him to toss you," Prince said. "Though he didn't +hurt you, did he?"</p> + +<p>"Not a bit," laughed Mappo, who rather liked doing that trick.</p> + +<p>The circus man stood up on a little box, holding the ring, all covered +with red paper, ready for Mappo to jump through. And the man would have +picked Mappo up, and tossed him through the ring, only the monkey did +not wait for that. Instead, he gave a jump himself, and right through +the ring he went, coming down on Prince's back as nicely as you please. +Prince kept right on running around the sawdust ring.</p> + +<p>"Fine! That's the way to do it!" cried the circus man, clapping his +hands. "I'll have to get you to show the other monkeys how to do it, +Mappo! You're the first monkey who ever learned that trick so quickly."</p> + +<p>I guess I told you Mappo was a smart little chap.</p> + +<p>The rest of that day he spent practicing jumping through more +paper-covered hoops, doing some of his jumps from the back of Trotter, +the pony. Then other monkeys were brought in, and they watched Mappo.</p> + +<p>"Now let's see if they can do it," said the man, after Mappo had done +his trick several times. Well, the other monkeys tried, and while some +of them could do it pretty well, others fell off, or else were afraid +of the paper hoops. No one did it as well as Mappo.</p> + +<p>From then on, the little monkey learned many circus tricks. He did not +learn all of them as easily as he had learned to ride the dog and pony, +or jump through the hoops. In fact, it took him several days to learn +the trick of turning a somersault. And it took him longer to learn to +sit up at a table, and eat with a knife, fork and spoon, dressed up like +a little boy, with real clothes on.</p> + +<p>All this while the circus animals had remained in the big, warm barn, +for it was still winter. But spring and summer were coming, and would +soon be over all the land. Then the circus would start out with the +tents, and the big red, green and golden wagons.</p> + +<p>Other animals were being trained, too. Tum Tum, the jolly elephant could +do many tricks, and Mappo loved to watch his big friend, with the long +trunk, and the long white teeth, or tusks, sticking out of his mouth. +Tum Tum's trainer would sometimes sit on these tusks, or on Tum Tum's +trunk, and ride around the ring. Tum Tum liked his keeper, or trainer, +very much, just as Mappo liked his own circus man.</p> + +<p>One day, when Mappo had finished doing his tricks for the day, and had +been given a whole, ripe, yellow banana for himself, as a treat for +being good and smart, the little monkey wandered off to another part of +the circus barn. Mappo, unlike the other monkeys, was not kept in a +cage, or chained up.</p> + +<p>As Mappo was walking along he came underneath a cage, and from over his +head came a loud roar.</p> + +<p>"A lion!" cried Mappo, springing away. "He'll get me!"</p> + +<p>In the jungle he and his brothers and sisters had been taught to run and +hide when a lion roared, and, for the moment, Mappo did just as he had +been used to doing in the jungle. Then he sort of laughed to himself, in +a way monkeys have, and he said:</p> + +<p>"Ha! Ha! That lion can't get at me! He is locked in his cage. I'm not +afraid."</p> + +<p>But, just the same, Mappo ran over on the other side of the circus barn, +and watched the lion from there.</p> + +<p>The "King of Beasts," as he is called, though a lion is often no braver +that any other animal, paced back and forth in his cage. He peered out +between the bars, and tried to break them with his big paws. But he +could not. Now and then the lion would utter a deep, loud roar, that +seemed to shake the very ground. I suppose he roared as he had done in +the jungle, when he wanted to let the other animals know he was coming. +A lion must be very proud of his roar.</p> + +<p>"Well, you can't get me, anyhow," thought Mappo. "You are safe in your +cage, and I am glad of it."</p> + +<p>"Well, how are you to-day, Tum Tum?" asked Mappo, of the jolly elephant.</p> + +<p>"Tired. Very tired!" exclaimed Tum Tum.</p> + +<p>"What makes you tired?" asked the monkey.</p> + +<p>"Doing so many tricks," the elephant answered. "And you know I am a big, +heavy chap, and it tires me to run fast around the ring. But never mind, +we will soon be out of here, and on a journey."</p> + +<p>"Where are we going?" asked Mappo.</p> + +<p>"To travel from town to town, as all circuses do. We shall soon be +living in tents," the elephant answered.</p> + +<p>"I'll like that," said Mappo. "I am getting rather tired of staying here +so long."</p> + +<p>And, surely enough, a few days later, the circus started out "on the +road," as it is called. The big red, golden and green wagons were drawn +by many horses, and rumbled up hill and down. In the wagons the animals +and tents and other things, all of which go to make up a circus, were +carried.</p> + +<p>One day, after a lot of traveling, part of which was by train, Mappo and +the other animals came to a place where a big, white tent was set up in +a wide, green field. The tent had been set up in the night, ready for +the circus.</p> + +<p>"Ah! Now our real circus work will begin!" said Tum Tum. And so it did.</p> + +<p>The bands began to play, and when the tent was filled with boys and +girls, and their papas and mammas, and grandpas and grandmas, there was +a grand procession of all the performers. The elephants, of which Tum +Tum was one, also marched around, as did lots of the ponies and dogs.</p> + +<p>"I wonder when it will come my turn to do tricks?" thought Mappo. His +turn soon came. The kind circus man who had taught the little monkey, +came and dressed him up in a nice red suit, with a little red cap. Then +Prince, the dog, was led in, wearing a fine yellow blanket.</p> + +<p>"Now for the race!" cried the man, as Mappo jumped up on Prince's back. +The other monkeys jumped up on the backs of other dogs, and, as the band +played, off they ran.</p> + +<p>Mappo liked it very much, especially when the children laughed and +clapped their hands, for he was glad he had pleased them. Faster and +faster went the racing dogs, and Mappo and Prince won.</p> + +<p>Then came the jumping through the paper hoops, first from the backs of +dogs, and, afterward backs of the ponies. In all of these tricks +Mappo did very well.</p> + +<a name="image-6"><!-- Image 6 --></a> +<center><a href="images/006_lg.jpg"> +<img border=0 src="images/006.jpg" height="495" width="300" +alt="He rode around a little wooden platform on the bicycle, +holding a flag over his shoulder. (Page 99)"> +</a> +</center> + +<p style="text-align: center"><span style=' +font-style:italic; font-weight:700'><small> +He rode around a little wooden platform on the bicycle, +holding a flag over his shoulder. +(<a href="#herode">Page 99</a>)</small></span></p> + +<p>Then Mappo did his other tricks—turning somersaults, standing on his +head, and even riding a little bicycle the man had made for him. That +was Mappo's best trick, and one that ended his part of the circus. <a name="herode">He +rode around a little wooden platform on the bicycle, holding a flag over +his shoulder</a>, and my! how the children did laugh at that.</p> + +<p>Mappo did not see all the circus. As soon as his act was over, he was +taken back to his cage, but he was not chained up. His keeper knew he +could trust Mappo not to run away.</p> + +<p>Mappo wandered around the animal tent. After a while he came to where +the tiger's cage stood.</p> + +<p>"Ah ha! There you are!" snarled Sharp-Tooth, the striped tiger, as he +saw Mappo. "You're the monkey who is to blame for my being here."</p> + +<p>"I to blame! How?" asked Mappo.</p> + +<p>"Yes, you are to blame," went on Sharp-Tooth. "You wouldn't open my +cage, and let me out when we were in the jungle. Never mind! I'll fix +you! When I get out of here—and some day I'm going to break loose—when +I get out of here, I'll bite you."</p> + +<p>"Oh dear!" thought Mappo. "I hope that never happens!" and he went off +to talk to Tum Tum, the jolly elephant.</p> + +<p>For nearly a week the circus traveled from town to town, Mappo doing his +tricks very well indeed. Once again Sharp-Tooth, the tiger, said to the +monkey chap:</p> + +<p>"Oh, wait until I get hold of you. I was nearly out of my cage last +night. To-night I'll be out for sure, and then I'll fix you!"</p> + +<p>Poor Mappo was frightened. The more he thought of the tiger getting +loose and biting him, the more frightened he became. And that day, as +Mappo was riding along in his own cage in the circus wagon, he thought +he heard the tiger getting loose from the big cage.</p> + +<p>"Oh, he'll get me, sure!" cried Mappo. He looked up. The door of his +cage was open the least little bit. Mappo pulled it open wider with his +paws, and then, when none of the circus men was looking, Mappo slipped +out, and dropped down to the road.</p> + +<p>The door of his cage snapped shut after Mappo got out, keeping the other +monkeys in.</p> + +<p>"I'm going to run away," said Mappo. "I'm not going to stay, and let +that bad tiger catch me." And so Mappo ran away.</p> + + + +<hr style='width: 65%;' /> +<a name='CHAPTER_X'></a><h2>CHAPTER X</h2> + +<p style="text-align: center"><b>MAPPO AND SQUINTY</b></p> +<br /> + +<p>Mappo, as soon as he got outside the traveling circus cage on wheels, +looked all about him to see if any one were watching him. But no one +seemed to be doing so.</p> + +<p>His man friend, who had trained him to do many tricks, was riding on the +seat with the driver of the big monkey-cage wagon, and this man never +looked around, as Mappo slipped out. All the other circus men were too +busy to look after one monkey.</p> + +<p>Mappo slipped down to the dusty country road, along which the circus +procession was then going, and quickly running across it, the merry +little monkey hid in the bushes on the other side.</p> + +<p>Slowly the big circus wagons rumbled past the place where Mappo was +hiding in the bushes. When the cage, in which Sharp-Tooth, the tiger, +was pacing up and down, came along, the big striped beast growled and +roared, and to Mappo it sounded just as if he were saying:</p> + +<p>"Where's that monkey? Oh, wait until I get hold of him! He wouldn't let +me out of my cage, and I'll fix him!"</p> + +<p>When the last wagon in, the procession had gone past—and it was the +steam piano which brought up at the end—Mappo breathed a long breath.</p> + +<p>"Now I'm all right!" he thought. "They can't find me now. I'm going over +into those woods. Maybe there is a jungle where I can find cocoanuts."</p> + +<p>Scrambling over rocks, stones and fences, Mappo made his way to the big +woods. It looked cool and green there, much better than the hot, dusty +road, down which the circus procession was rumbling, with the big red, +green and gold wagons.</p> + +<p>Mappo was much disappointed when he reached the woods. He could not see +any cocoanuts or bananas, and those were the things he liked best of +all.</p> + +<p>"I wonder what I shall eat," said Mappo, for he was quite hungry.</p> + +<p>He ran about, climbing trees, going away up to the top, and hanging down +by his tail. He had not had a chance to do this since he had been with +the circus, and, really, it was lots of fun for him.</p> + +<p>Soon he felt hungry again, and he looked around for something to chew. +He saw nothing.</p> + +<p>"Oh dear!" he cried out loud. "I wonder what I can eat."</p> + +<p>"Ha!" cried a grunting little voice near him, "why don't you eat acorns, +as I do?"</p> + +<p>"What's that? Who are you? Where are you?" asked Mappo, looking up and +down.</p> + +<p>"Here I am, under this bush," the voice went on, and out walked a little +pig.</p> + +<p>"What's your name?" asked Mappo.</p> + +<p>"My name is Squinty," answered the little pig. I suppose you had guessed +that before I told you—at least those of you who have read my other +book, called "Squinty, the Comical Pig."</p> + +<p>"Squinty, eh?" remarked Mappo. "That's a queer name."</p> + +<p>"They call me that because one of my eyes squints," said the little pig. +"See!" and he looked up at Mappo in such a funny way, with one eye half +shut, and the other wide open, and with one ear cocked forward and the +other backward, that Mappo had to laugh.</p> + +<p>"My name is Mappo, and I'm from the circus. I've run away, and I'm +hungry," the monkey said.</p> + +<p>"Ha! I'm running away myself," said Squinty, "and I was hungry too, but +I found some acorns to eat."</p> + +<p>"What are acorns, and where did you run from?" asked Mappo.</p> + +<p>"Acorns are nuts, good for pigs to eat," Squinty answered, "and I ran +away from my pen."</p> + +<p>"I wish I had something to eat," said Mappo. "I am very hungry."</p> + +<p>"Come with me, and I'll see if I can't find you something to eat," +Squinty said. "Then you can tell me all about the circus, and I'll tell +you all about my pen."</p> + +<p>"All right," agreed Mappo, and the two little animal friends went off +together into the woods.</p> + +<p>"Are there any cocoanuts here?" asked Mappo, when they had gone on for +some distance.</p> + +<p>"I don't know," answered Squinty. "What are cocoanuts?"</p> + +<p>Mappo told the little pig how cocoanuts and bananas grew in the jungle, +and the little pig told about how he liked sour milk and things like +that. And, after a while, they managed to find some berries for Mappo to +eat, as he did not like the acorn nuts.</p> + +<p>The two friends went on in the woods for some distance, and they were +having a good time, telling each other about their adventures, when, +all of a sudden, as Mappo was swinging along by his tail on a tree +branch, he stopped short and cried:</p> + +<p>"Ha! They're after me. I guess I'd better run."</p> + +<p>"Who is after you?" asked Squinty.</p> + +<p>"The circus men. They must have found out I ran away."</p> + +<p>Mappo and Squinty looked through the bushes, and they saw a number of +men in red coats and blue trousers coming through the woods. Squinty +also saw something else.</p> + +<p>"Oh, look!" cried the little pig. "What is that funny animal with two +tails? I'm afraid of him, he's so big!"</p> + +<p>Mappo looked and laughed.</p> + +<p>"He hasn't two tails," he said. "One is his tail and the other is his +trunk. That is Tum Tum, the circus elephant. And you needn't be afraid +of him, for he is the jolliest elephant in the whole show.</p> + +<p>"But I'm not going to be caught," went on Mappo. "I want to run away +farther, and have more adventures. So I guess I'll go before Tum Tum and +the men see me. Good-by, Squinty. I'm glad I met you."</p> + +<p>"And I'm glad that I met you," said the comical little pig. Then he ran +one way through the woods, for he did not want to be caught, either, +and Mappo ran the other way.</p> + +<p>On and on through the woods roamed the merry little monkey, and many +things happened to him. He met Slicko, the jumping girl squirrel, and in +the book about Slicko you may read all about her wonderful adventures.</p> + +<p>At first Mappo had lots of fun, after running away from the circus. It +was warm, and he managed to make himself a little house of leaves, in +the woods where he slept nights, or when it rained. But, for all that, +he did not have as good things to eat as he had had when he was in his +cage. He missed doing his tricks, too, and he missed seeing the boys and +girls and their parents, in the big tent.</p> + +<p>One day, as Mappo was asleep in the woods, he was suddenly awakened by +feeling himself caught by two hands, and a voice cried:</p> + +<p>"Oh, I've caught a monkey. I'm going to take him home and keep him. Oh, +a real, live monkey!"</p> + +<p>Mappo opened his eyes, and he saw that a boy was holding him, and +holding him so tightly that the little monkey could not get away.</p> + +<p>"Well, I'm caught!" thought Mappo, but he was not very sorry.</p> + + + +<hr style='width: 65%;' /> +<a name='CHAPTER_XI'></a><h2>CHAPTER XI</h2> + +<p style="text-align: center"><b>MAPPO AND THE ORGAN-MAN</b></p> +<br /> + +<p>Some monkeys, if they had been caught by a boy, in the woods, would have +bit and scratched and fought to get away. But Mappo was both a merry +monkey, and a good, kind one. So, when he saw that the boy was holding +him tightly, Mappo made up his mind that it would not be nice to try to +get away.</p> + +<p>Besides, he liked boys, as well as girls, for so many of them had fed +him peanuts in the circus. And I rather think that Mappo was getting +tired of having run away, for he did not find these woods as nice as he +thought he would.</p> + +<p>"Oh, father, look!" the boy cried. "I've caught a monkey."</p> + +<p>"Have you, really?" asked a man, who came up near the boy. "Why, so you +have!" he exclaimed. "It must have escaped from the circus that went +through here the other day."</p> + +<p>"Oh, father, mayn't we keep it?" the boy asked, as he patted Mappo. +"See, he is real tame, and maybe he does tricks."</p> + +<p>"Of course I'm tame and do tricks!" Mappo chattered, but the boy did +not understand monkey talk.</p> + +<p>"Oh, let me keep him!" the boy begged of his father.</p> + +<p>"Well, I don't know," spoke the man, slowly. "A monkey is a queer sort +of a pet, and we haven't really any place for him."</p> + +<p>"Oh, I'll make a place," the boy said. "Do let me keep him!"</p> + +<p>"Well, you may try," his father said. "But if the circus men come back +after him, you'll have to give up your monkey. And he may run away, no +matter what sort of a cage you keep him in."</p> + +<p>"Oh, I don't believe he will," the boy said.</p> + +<p>So Mappo was taken home to the boy's house. It was quite different from +the circus where the merry little monkey had lived so long. There were +no sawdust rings, no horses or other animals, and there was no +performance in the afternoon, and none in the evening.</p> + +<p>But, for all that, Mappo liked it. For one thing he got enough to eat, +and the things he liked—cocoanuts and bananas, for the boy read in a +book what monkeys liked, and got them for his new pet. The boy made a +nice box cage for Mappo to sleep in, and tied him fast with a string +around the collar, which Mappo wore.</p> + +<p>"But I could easily loosen that string and get away if I wanted to," +Mappo thought as he played with the knot in his odd little fingers. +Monkeys can untie most knots, and a chain is about the only thing that +will hold them.</p> + +<p>The boy's mother was afraid of Mappo at first, but the little monkey was +so kind and gentle, that she grew to like him. And Mappo was a very good +monkey. He did not bite or scratch.</p> + +<p>The house where the boy lived was quite different from the circus tent, +or the big barn where Mappo had first learned to do tricks. There was an +upstairs and downstairs to the house, and many windows. Mappo soon +learned to go up and down stairs very well indeed, and he liked nothing +better than to slide down the banisters. Sometimes he would climb up on +the gas chandelier and hang by his tail. This always made the boy laugh.</p> + +<p>"See, my monkey can do tricks!" he would cry.</p> + +<p>Then, one day, something sad happened. Mappo was sitting near the +dining-room window, which was open, and he was half asleep, for the sun +was very warm. The little monkey was dreaming, perhaps of the days when +he used to sleep in the tree-house in the jungle, or he may have been +thinking of the time when he went with the circus.</p> + +<p>Suddenly he was awakened by hearing some music. He looked out in the +street, and there he saw a hand-organ man grinding away at the crank +which made the nice music. Mappo liked it very much. It reminded him a +little of the circus music.</p> + +<p>And, as soon as the hand-organ man saw the monkey, he cried out:</p> + +<p>"Ha! A monkey! Just what I need. My monkey has gone away, and I'll take +this new little monkey to go around with me and get the pennies in his +cap."</p> + +<p>Then, before Mappo knew what was going to happen, the hand-organ man ran +up to the open window, grabbed the little monkey off the sill, and, +stuffing him under his coat, ran away down the street with him as fast +as he could go.</p> + +<p>"Let me go! Let me out!" chattered Mappo, in his own, queer language. +The man paid no attention to him. Perhaps he did not understand what +Mappo meant, though hand-organ men ought to know monkey talk, if any one +does. At any rate, the man did not let Mappo go. Instead, he carried him +on and on through the streets, until he came to the place where he +lived.</p> + +<p>"Now I'll put a chain and a long string on you, and take you around with +me when I make music," said the hand-organ man. "You will have a little +red cap to take the pennies the children give you."</p> + +<p>While he was thus talking the man thrust Mappo into a box, that was not +very clean, and tossed him a crust of bread.</p> + +<p>"I wonder if that is all I am to get to eat," thought Mappo. "Oh, dear! +I might better have stayed in the circus. It was nice at the boy's +house, but it is not nice here."</p> + +<p>Mappo was shut up in the box, with only a little water, and that one +piece of bread crust to eat. And then the hand-organ man went to sleep.</p> + +<p>Poor Mappo did not like this at all, but what could he do? He was shut +up in a box, and try as he did, he could not get out. Some other monkey +had lived in the box before. Mappo could tell that, because there were +scratches and teeth marks in the wood which Mappo knew must have been +made by some such little monkey as himself.</p> + +<p>Mappo's life from then on, for some time, was rather hard. The next +morning the hand-organ man fastened a chain to the collar of the monkey, +and a long rope to the chain.</p> + +<p>"Now I'll teach you to climb up on porch houses, go up the rain-water +pipes, and up to windows, to get pennies," said the hand-organ man. +"Come, be lively!"</p> + +<p>He did not-have to teach Mappo very much, for the monkey could already +do those things.</p> + +<p>"Ha! I see you are a trick monkey!" the man said. "So much the better +for me. I'll get many pennies from the children."</p> + +<p>Then, every day, Mappo was made to go out with the man and his +hand-organ, and when the man played tunes, Mappo would watch the windows +of the houses in front of which his master stopped. The children would +come to the windows when they heard the music.</p> + +<p>"Go up and get the pennies!" the man would cry, and he would pull and +jerk on the long string so that the collar around Mappo's neck choked +and hurt him. Then the monkey would squeal, and hold the chain with his +paw, so the pulling on it would not pain him so much. The hand-organ man +was not very kind to Mappo.</p> + +<p>But Mappo made up his mind he would do his best to please his master.</p> + +<p>"Some day I may get loose," Mappo thought. "If I do, I'll run back to +the circus, and never go away from it again. Oh that circus! And Tum +Tum! I wonder if I'll ever see the jolly elephant again."</p> + +<p>Thinking such thoughts as these, Mappo would climb up the front of the +houses, to the windows, scrambling up the rain-water pipe, and he would +take off his cap, and catch in it the pennies the children threw to +him. Then sometimes, on the porch roof, Mappo would turn a somersault, +or play soldier, doing some of his circus tricks. This made the children +laugh again, and they would ask their mammas for more pennies.</p> + +<p>"Ah, he is a fine monkey!" the hand-organ man would say. "He brings me +much money."</p> + +<p>The hand-organ man never let him loose; always was there that chain and +string fast to the collar on Mappo's neck.</p> + +<p>Mappo was made to wear a little red jacket, as well as a cap, and, as +the things had been made for a smaller monkey than he, they were rather +tight for him.</p> + +<p>For many weeks Mappo was kept by the hand-organ man, and made to gather +pennies. Mappo grew very tired of it.</p> + +<p>"Oh, if I had only stayed with the circus," thought Mappo, sorrowfully.</p> + +<p>One morning the hand-organ man got up earlier than usual.</p> + +<p>"We make much money to-day," he said to Mappo, for he had a habit of +speaking to the monkey as though he could understand. And indeed, Mappo +knew a great deal of what his master said. "We will make many pennies +to-day," went on the man. "Out by the big show, where everybody will be +jolly."</p> + +<p>He brushed Mappo's jacket and cap, and then, after a very little +breakfast, out they started. Through street after street they went, but +the man did not stop to play in front of any houses.</p> + +<p>"I wonder why that is," thought Mappo, for his master had never done +that before.</p> + +<p>And then, all of a sudden, Mappo saw a big white tent, with gay flags +flying from the poles. He saw the big red, gold and green wagons. He +heard the neighing of the horses, the trumpeting of the elephants, the +roaring of the lions, and the snarling of the tigers.</p> + +<p>"Oh, it's the circus! It's my circus!" cried Mappo to himself, and so it +was.</p> + +<p>"Now we make much money!" said the hand-organ man. "The people who come +to the circus have many pennies. They give them to me when I play. Come, +Mappo, be lively—do tricks and get the pennies," and he shook the +string and chain, hurting Mappo's neck.</p> + +<p>Then the organ began to play. But Mappo did not hear it. He heard only +the circus band. And he smelled the sawdust ring.</p> + +<p>"Oh, I must get back to my dear circus!" he chattered. Then, with one +big, strong pull of his paws, Mappo broke the collar around his neck, +and, as fast as he could run, he scampered toward the big tent—the tent +where he knew his cage was. Oh, how Mappo ran!</p> + + + +<hr style='width: 65%;' /> +<a name='CHAPTER_XII'></a><h2>CHAPTER XII</h2> + +<p style="text-align: center"><b>MAPPO AND THE BABY</b></p> +<br /> + +<p>"Come back here! Come back! My monkey! He is running away!" cried the +hand-organ man, as he raced after Mappo. Mappo looked behind, and saw +his unkind master coming, so the little monkey ran faster than ever.</p> + +<p>"Oh, if I can only find Tum Tum, the jolly elephant, and get up on his +back, that man can never get me again!" thought Mappo. "I must find Tum +Tum!"</p> + +<p>Into the big circus tent ran Mappo. The show had not yet begun, and one +of the men who was at the entrance to take tickets seeing Mappo, cried +out:</p> + +<p>"Ha! One of our monkeys must have gotten loose. I will call the animal +trainer."</p> + +<p>So Mappo came back to the circus again. But his adventures were not yet +over.</p> + +<p>That afternoon, when he had been given his own circus suit, which fitted +him better than the one the hand-organ man had put on him, Mappo went +through his tricks in the big tent. He had not forgotten them.</p> + +<p>He rode on the back of Prince, the big dog, and also on Trotter, the +pony, coming in first in every race. Then Mappo jumped through the +paper-covered hoops, he played soldier, and <a name="eat">he sat up at the table and +ate his dinner with a knife, fork and spoon</a>, almost as nicely as you +could have done it. He used his napkin, too.</p> + +<p>The circus traveled on and on. One day it came to a big city, and some +of the tents were set up in a field, near some houses. From his place +near his cage Mappo could look out of the crack in the top of the tent, +and see the windows of the houses near him.</p> + +<p>"I used to climb in windows like that," said Mappo to Tum Tum. "I used +to go up the rain-water pipe to get the pennies from the children."</p> + +<p>"It must have been fun for you," said Tum Tum, "as you are such a good +climber."</p> + +<p>"Oh, it wasn't so much fun as you'd imagine," answered Mappo as he slyly +tickled another monkey with a straw. Mappo was always up to some trick +or other; he was a very merry monkey.</p> + +<p>It was almost time for the circus performance to start. Mappo was +thinking he had better go, and get on his pretty new red, white and blue +suit, when suddenly, from outside the tent, he heard the cry of:</p> + +<p>"Fire! Fire! Fire!"</p> + +<a name="image-7"><!-- Image 7 --></a> +<center><a href="images/007_lg.jpg"> +<img border=0 src="images/007.jpg" height="503" width="300" +alt="Mappo sat up at the table and eat his dinner with knife, +fork and spoon. (Page 119)"> +</a> +</center> + +<p style="text-align: center"><span style=' +font-style:italic; font-weight:700'><small> +Mappo sat up at the table and eat his dinner with knife, +fork and spoon. +(<a href="#eat">Page 119</a>)</small></span></p> + +<p>Now Mappo knew what a fire was. There used to be a fire in the stove at +the big circus barn, and once he went too close and burned his paw.</p> + +<p>So Mappo knew what fire meant, even though it was cried in some other +language than monkey talk. Then Mappo looked out of a crack in the tent, +and he saw one of the houses, near the circus grounds, all ablaze. Black +smoke was coming from it.</p> + +<p>"One of those houses is burning," said Mappo to Tum Tum. The monkey had +often seen the natives, in his jungle, kindle fires at night to cook +their suppers, and also to keep wild beasts away. For wild beasts are +afraid of fire.</p> + +<p>"A house burning, eh?" said Tum Tum. "Well, that is nothing to us. We +have to go on with the show, no matter what happens."</p> + +<p>"I'm going out to see it," spoke Mappo. "I have a little time yet before +I must do my tricks."</p> + +<p>Mappo was not chained, so he had no trouble in slipping under the tent, +and in going toward the burning house. There was great excitement. Men, +boys, girls and women were running all around. Some of them were +carrying things out of the blazing dwelling. Then up came the fire +engines, tooting and whistling. Mappo of course did not know what fire +engines were. All he cared for was the black smoke, and the bright, red +fire.</p> + +<p>Suddenly a woman in the crowd began to scream.</p> + +<p>"My baby! Oh, my little baby is up in that room," and she pointed to one +on the side of the house which was not yet burning as much as the rest. +"Oh, my baby!" she cried, and she tried to run back into the blazing +house, but some men stopped her.</p> + +<p>"The firemen will get your baby," they said.</p> + +<p>"Oh, they will never be in time!" the woman cried.</p> + +<p>Just then Mappo's circus trainer came running up.</p> + +<p>"Oh, here you are!" he cried to Mappo. "I was afraid you had run away +again."</p> + +<p>"No! No!" chattered Mappo, in his own language.</p> + +<p>Mappo reached up, and put his arms around the keeper's neck. Just then +the woman cried again:</p> + +<p>"My baby! Oh, my baby is left behind in the room, and the stairs are all +on fire. How can I get him?"</p> + +<p>"What, is there a baby in the house?" cried Mappo's trainer.</p> + +<p>"Yes. In that room where the window is," she said. "Oh, but we can't get +him." </p> + +<p>"Yes, I think we can!" said the circus man. "Mappo, my monkey is very +strong, and he is a good climber. There is a rain-water pipe going up +the side of the house, close to the window. I'll send my monkey up the +pipe, and he can go in through the window, get the baby, and bring it +down to you."</p> + +<p>"Oh, a monkey could never do that!" sobbed the woman.</p> + +<p>"Yes, my monkey can," the man replied. "Here, Mappo!" he called. "Up you +go!" and he pointed to the rain-water pipe on the side of the house. "Go +in the window and get the baby—get the little one and bring her safely +down."</p> + +<p>"Yes, yes!" chattered Mappo, only he spoke in his language and the man +talked as we talk. But Mappo understood. Many times he had been sent up +rain-water pipes by the hand-organ man. Of course this was a bit +different, for this house was on fire. But there were not many flames on +the side where the pipe was.</p> + +<p>Mappo sprang for the pipe, and began to climb up it. He did not know +exactly what he was going after, but he knew it must be something +important, or his master would not be so excited.</p> + +<p>"Get the baby! Get the baby!" cried the circus man, for the firemen had +not yet come up with their ladders. Of course they could have saved the +baby, if they had been in time. But it would soon be too late.</p> + +<p>Up and up the rain-water pipe went the nimble Mappo. In a few seconds he +was on the window sill of the room. He stood there, looking down at his +master.</p> + +<p>"Go on in! Get the baby and bring her down!" called the circus man, +waving his arms at Mappo.</p> + +<p>Down into the room jumped Mappo. He knew at once it was a bedroom, for +he had been in such rooms in the home of the boy who found him in the +woods. And, in a little bed, close to the window, was something that +Mappo at first thought was a large doll, such as the sisters of the boy +used to play with.</p> + +<p>"I wonder if this is the baby," said Mappo. "I guess it is. I'll carry +it down."</p> + +<p>The baby was asleep. Mappo took her up in one of his strong hairy arms, +and, very luckily he picked her right-side up. Some monkeys would carry +a baby upside down, and think nothing of it. But Mappo was different.</p> + +<p>With the baby held closely, the monkey jumped to the window sill again, +and how his master and the others yelled when they saw him!</p> + +<p>"He has her! Oh, he has your baby!" cried the circus man.</p> + +<p>Down the rain-pipe came Mappo carrying the little baby, which was just +beginning to wake up and cry. Mappo gave the little one to his master, +who put the baby in its anxious mother's arms.</p> + +<p>"There's your child," he said.</p> + +<p>"Oh, what a smart monkey, to save her!" sobbed the woman, but her tears +were tears of joy. Then the firemen put out the fire in the house, and +no one was hurt. Mappo choked a little from the smoke, but he did not +mind that.</p> + +<p>"You surely are a smart monkey!" said the circus man, as he took him +back to the tent to do his tricks. The show went on after a while, and +Mappo was more looked at than any animal, for every one heard how he had +saved the baby.</p> + +<p>And, after the show was over that night, the father of the baby went to +the circus man and said:</p> + +<p>"I want to buy the monkey that saved my little girl. Please sell him to +me. We will give him a good home, and we will always love him, for what +he did for us."</p> + +<p>"Well, I don't like to lose such a good trick monkey," said Mappo's +master, "but I will let you have him. Be kind to him, for he is a good +little chap."</p> + +<p>"Oh, we'll be very kind to him," the baby's papa promised. "We have a +dog named Don, and a cat named Tabby. I am sure Mappo will like them. +We will be very good to him."</p> + +<p>And so Mappo, after having lived in the jungle, and afterward joining a +circus, went to live at the home of the baby, after it was built over, +for it was badly damaged by the fire. And Mappo made friends with Don +and Tabby and had a lovely time.</p> + +<p>But there are other animals of whose lives I can tell you, and the next +book in this series is going to be called "Tum Tum, the Jolly Elephant: +His Many Adventures."</p> + +<p>"Weren't you afraid when you climbed up that rain-water pipe to get the +baby?" asked Don the dog of Mappo, one day.</p> + +<p>"I wasn't afraid of climbing, but I was a little afraid of the fire," +said the monkey.</p> + +<p>"I wish I were as brave as you," said Tabby, the cat. "Come on, let's +have a game of tag."</p> + +<p>And the three animal friends played a game very much like our tag; and +now we will say good-by to them.</p> + +<h2>THE END</h2> + +<hr style='width: 65%;' /> + +<h3>GOOD STORIES FOR CHILDREN</h3> + +<h4>(From four to nine years old)</h4> + +<h2>THE KNEETIME ANIMAL STORIES</h2> + +<h4>By RICHARD BARNUM</h4> +<div style='margin-left:10%;margin-right:10%'> +<a name="image-8"><!-- Image 8 --></a> +<a href="images/008_lg.jpg"> +<img border=0 alt="Squinty, the Comical Pig" src="images/008.jpg" +align="left" height="140" width="100" style="margin-right: 1em;"></a> +<p><small>In all nursery literature animals have played a conspicuous part; and +the reason is obvious, for nothing entertains a child more than the +antics of an animal. These stories abound in amusing incidents such as +children adore, and the characters are so full of life, so appealing to +a child's imagination, that none will be satisfied until they have met +all of their favorites—Squinty, Slicko, Mappo, and the rest.</small></p> +</div> +<br /> +<div style='margin-left:30%;margin-right:20%'> +<b>1 Squinty, the Comical Pig.</b><br /> +<b>2 Slicko, the Jumping Squirrel.</b><br /> +<b>3 Mappo, the Merry Monkey.</b><br /> +<b>4 Tum Tum, the Jolly Elephant.</b><br /> +<b>5 Don, a Runaway Dog.</b><br /> +<b>6 Dido, the Dancing Bear.</b><br /> +<b>7 Blackie, a Lost Cat.</b><br /> +<b>8 Flop Ear, the Funny Rabbit.</b><br /> +<b>9 Tinkle, the Trick Pony.</b><br /> +<b>10 Lightfoot, the Leaping Goat.</b><br /> +<b>11 Chunky, the Happy Hippo.</b><br /> +<b>12 Sharp Eyes, the Silver Fox.</b><br /> +<b>13 Nero, the Circus Lion.</b><br /> +<b>14 Tamba, the Tame Tiger.</b><br /> +<b>15 Toto, the Rustling Beaver.</b><br /> +<b>16 Shaggo, the Mighty Buffalo.</b><br /> +</div> +<p style='text-align:center'><i>Cloth, Large 12mo., Illustrated</i>.</p> +<br /> +<hr class="full" noshade> + +<br> +<br> +<p>***END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK MAPPO, THE MERRY MONKEY***</p> +<p>******* This file should be named 13980-h.txt or 13980-h.zip *******</p> +<p>This and all associated files of various formats will be found in:<br /> +<a href="https://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/1/3/9/8/13980">https://www.gutenberg.org/1/3/9/8/13980</a></p> +<p>Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed.</p> + +<p>Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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Tooker + + +This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with +almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + + + + +Title: Mappo, the Merry Monkey + +Author: Richard Barnum + +Release Date: November 8, 2004 [eBook #13980] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-646-US (US-ASCII) + + +***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK MAPPO, THE MERRY MONKEY*** + + +E-text prepared by Suzanne Lybarger, Kathryn Lybarger, and the Project +Gutenberg Online Distributed Proofreading Team + + + +Note: Project Gutenberg also has an HTML version of this + file which includes the original illustrations. + See 13980-h.htm or 13980-h.zip: + (https://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/1/3/9/8/13980/13980-h/13980-h.htm) + or + (https://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/1/3/9/8/13980/13980-h.zip) + + + + + +Kneetime Animal Stories + +MAPPO, THE MERRY MONKEY + +His Many Adventures + +by + +RICHARD BARNUM + +Author of _Squinty, the Comical Pig_, _Slicko the Jumping Squirrel_, +_Tum Tum, the Jolly Elephant_, _Don, a Runaway Dog_, etc. + +Illustrated by Harriet H. Tooker + +1915 + + + + + + + +[Illustration: With all his might he threw the empty cocoanut shell +right at the tiger's head. (Frontispiece)] + + + + +CONTENTS + + CHAPTER + + I MAPPO AND THE COCOANUT + + II MAPPO PLAYS A TRICK + + III MAPPO IN A NET + + IV MAPPO IN A BOX + + V MAPPO ON THE SHIP + + VI MAPPO MEETS TUM TUM + + VII MAPPO IN THE CIRCUS + + VIII MAPPO AND HIS TRICKS + + IX MAPPO RUNS AWAY + + X MAPPO AND SQUINTY + + XI MAPPO AND THE ORGAN-MAN + + XII MAPPO AND THE BABY + + + + +KNEETIME ANIMAL STORIES + +Richard Barnum + +Illustrated. + + SQUINTY, THE COMICAL PIG + SLICKO, THE JUMPING SQUIRREL + MAPPO, THE MERRY MONKEY + TUM TUM, THE JOLLY ELEPHANT + DON, A RUNAWAY DOG + DIDO, THE DANCING BEAR + BLACKIE, A LOST CAT + FLOP EAR, THE FUNNY RABBIT + TINKLE, THE TRICK PONY + LIGHTFOOT, THE LEAPING GOAT + (Other volumes in preparation) + + + +ILLUSTRATIONS + +With all his might he threw the empty cocoanut shell right at the +tiger's head (Frontispiece) + +Mr. Monkey, with a bunch of bananas slung over his back, came scrambling +up to the tree-house + +So he gave a jump out of the net, but, in a second found himself inside +the wooden crate or box + +Away up to the top he went, and, curling his tail around a rope, there +he sat + +Around and around in a ring went Prince carrying Mappo + +He rode around a little wooden platform on the bicycle, holding a flag +over his shoulder + +Mappo sat up at the table and eat his dinner with knife, fork and spoon + + + + + +CHAPTER I + +MAPPO AND THE COCOANUT + + +Once upon a time, not so very many years ago, there lived in a tree, in +a big woods, a little monkey boy. It was in a far-off country, where +this little monkey lived, so far that you would have to travel many days +in the steam cars, and in a steamship, to get there. + +The name of the little monkey boy was Mappo, and he had two brothers and +two sisters, and also a papa and a mamma. One sister was named Choo, and +the other Chaa, and one brother was called Jacko, and the other Bumpo. +They were funny names, but then, you see, monkeys are funny little +creatures, anyhow, and have to be called by funny names, or things would +not come out right. + +Mappo was the oldest of the monkey children, and he was the smartest. +Perhaps that was why he had so many adventures. And I am going to tell +you some of the wonderful things that happened to Mappo, while he lived +in the big woods, and afterwards, when he was caught by a hunter, and +sent off to live in a circus. + +But we will begin at the beginning, if you please. + +Mappo, as I have said, lived in a tree in the woods. Now it might seem +funny for you to live in a tree, but it came very natural to Mappo. Lots +of creatures live in trees. There are birds, and squirrels, and +katydids. Of course they do not stay in the trees all the time, any more +than you boys and girls stay in your houses all the while. They go down +on the ground to play, occasionally. + +"But you will find the safest place for you is the tree," said Mappo's +mother to him one day, when he had been playing down on the ground with +his brothers and sisters. And, while they were down playing a game, +something like your game of tag, all of a sudden along came a big +striped tiger, with long teeth. + +"Run! Run fast! Everybody run!" yelled Mappo, in the queer, chattering +language monkeys use. + +His brothers and sisters scrambled up into the tree where their house +was, and Mappo scrambled up after them. He was almost too late, for the +tiger nearly caught Mappo by the tail. But the little monkey boy managed +to get out of the way, and then he sat down on a branch in front of the +tree house where he lived. + +"That wasn't very nice of that tiger to chase us!" said Mappo, when he +could get his breath. + +"No, indeed," said Mrs. Monkey. "Tigers are not often nice. After this +you children had better stay in the tree--until you are a little larger, +at least." + +"But it's more fun on the ground," said Mappo. + +"That may be," said Mrs. Monkey, as she looked down through the branches +to see if the tiger were still waiting to catch one of her little ones. +"But, Mappo, you and your brothers and sisters can run much better and +faster in a tree than on the ground," said Mrs. Monkey. + +And this is so. A monkey can get over the ground pretty fast on his four +legs, as you can easily tell if you have ever watched a hand-organ +monkey. But they can travel much faster up in the trees. For there is a +hand on the end of each monkey's four limbs, and his curly tail is as +good as another hand for grasping branches. So you see a monkey really +has five hands with which to help himself along in the trees, and that +is why he can swing himself along so swiftly, from one branch to +another. + +That is why it is safer for monkeys to be up in a tree than on the +ground. There are very few other animals that can catch monkeys, once +the five-handed creatures are up among the leaves. And monkeys can +travel a long way through the forest without ever coming down to the +ground. They swing themselves along from one tree to another, for miles +and miles through the forest. + +"Is it safe to go down now, Mamma?" asked Mappo of his mother, in monkey +talk. This was a little while after the scare. + +"No, not yet," she said. "That tiger may still be down there, waiting +and hiding. You and Jacko and Bumpo, and Choo and Chaa stay up here, and +pretty soon I will give you a new lesson." + +"Oh, a new lesson!" exclaimed Jacko. "I wonder what kind it will be. We +have learned to swing by our tails, and to hang by one paw. Is there +anything else we can learn?" + +"Many things," said the mamma monkey, for she and her husband had been +teaching the children the different things monkeys must know to get +along in the woods. + +So the four little monkeys sat in the tree in front of their home, and +waited for their mother to teach them a new lesson. + +If you had seen Mappo's house, you would not have thought it a very nice +one. It was just some branches of a tree, twined together, over a sort +of platform, or floor, of dried branches. About all the house was used +for was to keep off some of the rain that fell very heavily in the +country where Mappo lived. + +But this house suited the monkeys very well. They did not need to have a +warm one, for it was never winter in the land where they lived. It was +always hot and warm--sometimes too warm. There was never any snow or +ice, but, instead, just rain. It rained half the year, and the other +half it was dry. So, you see, Mappo's house was only needed to keep off +the rain. + +Mappo and the other monkeys did not stay in their houses very much. They +went in them to sleep, but that was about all. The rest of the time they +jumped about in the trees, looking for things to eat, and, once in a +while, when there was no danger, they went down on the ground to play. + +"I guess that tiger is gone now," said Jacko to Mappo. "Let's go down on +the ground again, and get some of those green things that are good to +eat." + +The little monkeys had been eating some fruit, like green pears, which +they liked very much, when the tiger came along and frightened them. +Tigers would rather eat monkeys than green pears, I guess. + +"Yes, I think we can go down now," said Mappo, looking through the +leaves, and seeing nothing of the savage, striped tiger. + +"You'd better ask mamma," said Choo, one of the little girl monkeys. + +"Indeed I will not! I can see as good as she can that the tiger isn't +there!" exclaimed Mappo. + +You see monkey children don't want to mind, and be careful, any more +than some human children do. + +Mappo started to climb down the tree, holding on to the branches by his +four paws and by his tail. He was almost to the ground, and Jacko and +Bumpo were following him, when, all at once, there was a dreadful roar, +and out sprang the tiger again. + +"Oh, run! Run quick! Jump back!" screamed Mappo, and he and his brothers +got back to their tree-house not a second too soon. The tiger snapped +his teeth, and growled, he was so mad at being fooled the second time. + +"Here! What did I tell you monkeys? You must stay up in the tree!" +chattered Mrs. Monkey, as she jumped out of the house. She had been +inside shaking up the piles of leaves that were the beds for her family. + +"We--we thought the tiger was gone," said Mappo, who was trembling +because he was so frightened. + +"But he wasn't," said Bumpo, shivering. + +"No, he was right there," added Jacko, looking around. + +"Yes, and he'll be there for some time," said Mrs. Monkey. "I told you +to be careful. Now you just sit down, all of you, and don't you dare +stir out of this tree until I tell you to. I'll let you know when the +tiger is gone," and she looked down through the leaves toward the +ground. + +"He is still there," said Mrs. Monkey, for she caught sight of the +stripes of the tiger's skin. She had very sharp eyes, and though the +patches of sunlight through the jungle leaves hid the bad creature +somewhat, Mrs. Monkey could tell he was there, waiting to catch one of +her little children. + +"Your father will be coming along, soon," said Mrs. Monkey, to her +children. "The tiger may lay in wait for him. I'd better let him know he +must be careful as he comes along through the woods." + +So Mrs. Monkey raised up her head, and called as loudly as she could, in +her chattering talk. You would not have understood what she said, even +if you had heard it, though there are some men who say they can +understand monkey talk. + +But the other monkeys in the woods heard what the mother of Mappo was +saying, and they, too, began to shout, in their language: + +"Look out for the tiger! There is a tiger hiding down under the bushes! +Look out for him!" + +Soon the whole jungle was filled with the sound of the chattering of the +monkeys, as, one after another, they began to shout. It was a warning +they shouted--a warning to Mr. Monkey to be careful when he came near +his home--to be careful of the tiger lying in wait for him. + +My! what a noise those monkeys made, shouting and chattering in the +jungle. You could hear them for a mile or more. It was their way of +telephoning to Mappo's papa. Monkeys cannot really telephone, you +know--that is, not the way we do--but they can shout, one after another, +so as to be heard a long way off. + +First one would chatter something about the tiger--then another monkey, +farther off, would take up the cry, and so on until Mr. Monkey heard it. +So it was as good as a telephone, anyhow. + +As soon as Mappo's papa, who had gone a long distance from the +tree-house to look for some bananas for his family--as soon as he heard +the shouting about the tiger, he said to himself: + +"Well, I must get home as quickly as I can, to look after my family. But +I'll be careful. I hope Mappo and the others will stay in the tall +trees." + +For Mr. Monkey well knew that if his wife and little ones stayed up in +the high trees the tiger could not very well get at them, though tigers +can sometimes climb low trees. + +Meanwhile Mrs. Monkey was keeping good watch over her little ones. They +had no idea, now, of going down on the ground to play--at least as long +as the tiger was hiding near them in the bushes. + +"But I wish we had something to do," said Mappo, who was a merry little +chap, always laughing, shouting, running about or playing some trick on +his brothers and sisters. Just then he thought of a little trick. + +He went softly up behind Jacko, and tickled him on the ear with a long +piece of a tree branch. Jacko thought it was a fly, and put up his paw +to brush it away. Mappo pulled the tree branch away just in time, and +while Jacko was peeling the skin off a bit of fruit, to eat it, Mappo +again tickled his brother. + +"Oh that fly!" chattered Jacko. "If I get hold of him!" and again he +brushed with his paw at what he thought was a fly. + +This made Mappo laugh. The merry little monkey laughed so hard that the +next time he tried to tickle Jacko, Mappo's paw slipped, and Jacko, +turning around, saw his brother. + +"Oh ho! So it was you, and not a fly!" cried Jacko. He dropped his +fruit, and raced after his brother. Up through the tree, nearly to the +top, went the two monkeys, as fast as they could. They laughed and +chattered, for it was all in fun. + +Finally Jacko caught Mappo by the tail. + +"Oh, let go!" begged Mappo. + +"Will you stop tickling me?" asked Jacko. + +"I guess so--maybe!" laughed Mappo, trying to pull his tail out of his +brother's paw. + +"No, you'll have to say for sure, before I let you go!" + +Jacko pulled pretty hard on Mappo's tail. + +"Oh! let go! Yes, I'll be good! I won't tickle you any more!" cried +Mappo. + +Then Jacko let go, and started to climb down the tree to the little +platform in front of the monkey house. But Mappo was not done with his +jokes. He scrambled down faster than did Jacko, and finally, when Jacko +was not looking, Mappo grasped the end of his brother's tail, and gave +it a hard pinch. + +"Ouch! Oh dear! Mamma, the tiger's got me!" cried Jacko. + +"Ha! Ha! That's the time I fooled you!" laughed Mappo in his chattering +way. + +Then Jacko gave chase after Mappo again, and the two monkey boys were +having lots of fun in the trees, when Mrs. Monkey called to them: + +"Jacko! Mappo! Come down here. It is time for your new lesson. And you, +too, Choo and Chaa! You'll have time to practice a little bit before +your father comes home," and she looked down to see if the tiger were +there. + +But the bad animal had gone away. He had heard the monkeys talking about +him, and sending a warning all through the jungle where they lived. A +jungle, you know, is a great big woods. + +"What lesson is it going to be, Mamma?" asked Mappo. + +"You'll soon see," she said. + +And Mrs. Monkey went into the tree-house, came out with a brown, shaggy +thing, about as big as a small football. Have you ever seen one of +those? Only, of course, it was not a football. + +"Oh, what is it, Mamma?" asked Chaa. + +"I know!" exclaimed Bumpo, as he tried to climb under a branch, and +bumped his head. + +"Ouch!" he cried. + +That was why he was called Bumpo--he was always bumping his head, +though it did not hurt him very much, for he was covered with a heavy +growth of hair. + +"Well, what is it, if you know?" asked Mappo, for he was looking at the +big, round, brown thing, and trying to guess what it was. + +"It's--it's a new kind of banana," said Bumpo, for he and his brothers +and sisters were very fond of the soft red and yellow fruit. + +"No, it isn't a banana," said Mrs. Monkey. "It's a cocoanut." + +"I never saw a cocoanut as big as that," spoke Mappo, for his papa had +brought some smaller, round nuts to the tree-house, and had said they +were cocoanuts. The little monkeys had not been allowed to eat any of +the white meat inside the cocoanut though, for they were too small for +it then. + +"Yes, this is a cocoanut," went on Mrs. Monkey. "You are now getting +large enough to have some for your meals, and so I am going to give you +a lesson in how to open a cocoanut." + +"I thought cocoanut was white," said Choo. + +"It is, inside," said Mrs. Monkey. "This cocoanut I now have has the +outer shell still on it. That is why it is not round, like some you may +have seen. Inside this soft covering is the round nut, and inside that +round nut is the white meat. Now, Mappo, you are a smart little monkey, +let me see if you will know how to open the cocoanut. And, when you do, +you may all have some to eat." + +Mappo took the cocoanut and looked at it. He turned it over and over in +his paws. Then, with his fingers, he tried to pull it apart. But he +could not do it. The nut was too hard for him. Next he tried to bite it +open, but he could not. + +"Let me try. I can open it!" exclaimed Jacko. + +"No, I'll do it," said Mappo. + +"If you can't, I can," spoke Bumpo, and he gave a jump over toward +Mappo, and once more he hit his head on a branch, Bumpo did. + +"Ouch!" he chattered, rubbing the sore place with his paw. + +Mappo turned the cocoanut over and over again. He was looking for some +hole in it through which he could put his paw and get out the white +meat. But he saw none. + +"Maybe I could open it," said Choo, gently. + +"No, we must let Mappo have a good try," said Mrs. Monkey. "Then, if he +cannot do it, you may all have a turn. But it is a good lesson to know +how to open a cocoanut. When you get to be big monkeys, you will have to +open a great many of them." + +Mappo was pulling and tearing at the hard husk of the cocoanut. + +"If I had something sharp, I could tear it open," he said. Then he +happened to look up in the tree, and he saw where a branch had been +broken off, leaving a sharp point. + +"Ha! I have it!" he cried. + +He broke off the branch, and with the sharp point he soon had torn a +hole in the outer husk of the cocoanut. He pulled the round nut out. + +"I have it!" he chattered. + +"Yes, but it isn't good to eat yet," said Bumpo. "How are you going to +open the rest of it?" + +Mappo did not know. Once more he tried to bite a hole, but he could not. +All of a sudden the nut slipped from his paws, and fell down toward the +ground. + +"Oh!" cried Mappo, and he started to climb down after the nut. "My +cocoanut is lost!" + +"Look out for the tiger!" cried Jacko. "Look out, Mappo!" + + + + +CHAPTER II + +MAPPO PLAYS A TRICK + + +Mappo, who had started to climb down to the ground, to get the cocoanut +he had lost, stopped short when he heard his brother Jacko cry out about +the tiger. + +"Don't be afraid," said Mrs. Monkey. "The tiger is not there now. He has +gone, or else I shouldn't have let you try to open the cocoanut, Mappo. +Go on and get it; don't be afraid." + +So Mappo went on down to the ground. And, when he reached it, he saw +something that was very strange to him. + +"Oh, Mamma!" cried Mappo. "The cocoanut is all broken to pieces. I can +pick out the white meat now. Oh, Mamma, it's all broken." + +"Is it?" cried Bumpo, and he hurried down so fast that he hit his nose, +and sneezed. + +"Yes, it's all cracked open," said Mappo. "Oh, goodie!" + +Of course Mappo didn't just say that in so many words, but he talked, in +his monkey talk, just as you children would have done, had the same +thing happened to you. + +"Maybe the tiger broke open the cocoanut for you," said Bumpo, as he +rubbed his hurt nose. + +"No, the tiger is not there," said Mrs. Monkey. "You may all go down and +see how Mappo opened the cocoanut." + +Down trooped all the five little monkeys, Mappo was the first to reach +his cocoanut. + +"Why!" he cried. "It fell on a stone, and smashed open. That's what +cracked the shell, Mamma." + +"Yes, I thought it would," said Mrs. Monkey. "And that is the lesson you +little ones are to learn. You cannot bite open a cocoanut. You must +crack it on a stone. Mappo dropped his by accident, but it can also be +dropped, or thrown, on purpose. So, when you get a cocoanut, the first +thing to do is to get a sharp stick, and take off the outer shell. Then, +go up in a tall tree, and drop the inside nut down on a stone. The fall +will break it, and you can then eat the white meat." + +"Oh, isn't that a nice thing to know!" cried Choo. + +"Yes, indeed," said her sister Chaa. "I wish we had a cocoanut to break +open." + +"Come up in the tree and I'll give you each one," said Mrs. Monkey. + +Up into the tree, where their house was, scrambled Mappo, and his +brothers and sisters. Mappo carried in his paws the pieces of white +cocoanut he had broken out of the round, brown shell. He nibbled at a +piece. + +"Oh, doesn't that taste good!" he cried. + +"Please give me some," begged Chaa, holding out one little, brown paw. + +"No, I want it all," said Mappo. + +"Oh, you must not be selfish!" said Mrs. Monkey. "Give your brothers and +sisters some, Mappo, and when they open their nuts, they will give you +some." + +Mappo was sorry he had been a little selfish. He gave each of the other +monkeys some cocoanut. Mrs. Monkey went into the tree-house and came out +with four other cocoanuts. She gave one each to the other monkeys, and +soon they had torn off the tough, outer husk, or covering, with a sharp +stick, the way Mappo did. + +Then they threw the round brown nuts down on a flat stone under the +tree, cracking the shell so they could pick out the white meat. + +"Oh, but this is good!" exclaimed Mappo, as he chewed some of the pieces +his brothers and sisters gave him. + +All of a sudden, as the little monkeys were eating away, there sounded a +rustling in the trees. Something was coming through the branches. + +"Look out!" cried Jacko. + +"Run!" shouted Mappo. + +"Don't be afraid, children, it's only your papa," said a kind, +chattering voice, and Mr. Monkey, with a bunch of bananas slung over his +back, came scrambling up to the tree-house. + +"Did you see the tiger?" asked Mrs. Monkey. + +"No, but I heard the other monkeys calling out about him, so I was +careful," said the papa monkey. "Are you all right here?" + +"Oh, yes. We saw him in time," spoke Mrs. Monkey. + +"Oh, papa, I can open a cocoanut!" cried Mappo. + +"So can I!" exclaimed Bumpo. "Look!" and he was in such a hurry to show +what he could do that he slipped, and bumped his head against Mappo, +nearly knocking him off the branch on which the monkey boy was sitting. + +In fact, Mappo did fall off, but he had his tail tightly wound around +the branch, so he did not fall all the way to the ground, as he might +have done. + +"Look out! What are you doing?" cried Mappo to Bumpo, after having swung +himself up on the branch again. + +"Oh dear! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to," said Bumpo. "I just wanted to +show papa how I can open a cocoanut." + +[Illustration: Mr. Monkey, with a bunch of bananas slung over his back, +came scrambling up to the tree-house. (Page 25)] + +"We can all open cocoanuts! We've had our lessons," said Chaa. + +"Good!" cried Mr. Monkey. "To open cocoanuts is a good thing to know. +And now here are some bananas I have brought you." He passed around the +yellow fruit from the bunch he had brought home. Then, having eaten +bananas and cocoanut, all the monkeys went to sleep. + +That is about all monkeys in the jungle do--eat and sleep. Of course +some of the younger ones play tricks once in a while. Monkeys are very +mischievous and fond of playing tricks. That is what makes them so funny +in the circus, and with the hand-organ men. + +When the monkeys awakened, they were thirsty. Mappo was going down, +right away, to the ground and get a drink at a water-pool near the +family tree. + +"Wait!" called his father, stretching out his long, hairy arms. "I must +first look to see that the tiger is not there, Mappo." + +But the tiger was far away, so the monkeys scrambled down and took long +drinks. Then they crawled back into their tree again. + +For two or three days after this, Mappo, his brothers and sisters +practiced their new lesson of opening cocoanuts, until they could do it +as well as Mr. and Mrs. Monkey. + +Meanwhile they had gone off together, a little way into the woods, +looking for different things to eat. Mappo used to go a little ahead of +the others. + +"Be careful," his mother warned him. "If you get too far away from us, +the tiger will catch you." + +Then Mappo would come back. + +One day, after the monkeys had opened some cocoanuts and eaten out the +white meat, Mappo thought of a good trick to play on Bumpo or Jacko. + +Down on the ground, under the family tree, were some empty cocoanut +shells. One was almost whole, with only a small piece broken out. + +"I'll put that piece of shell back in the hole," said Mappo, "and it +will look as though it had not been opened. Then I'll give it to Jacko +or Bumpo. They'll think it's a good cocoanut, and try to break it open. +Then won't they feel funny when they see it's empty!" + +Mappo was thinking so much about the trick he was going to play, that he +did not look about, as he ought to have done, for any signs of danger. +He was down on the ground, putting the piece of shell back in the hole +in the empty cocoanut, to play a trick on one of his brothers, when, all +of a sudden, there was a crashing in the bushes, right in front of +Mappo, and out jumped the big, yellow and black striped tiger. + +"Oh my!" exclaimed Mappo, and he was so frightened that he could not +move. + + + + +CHAPTER III + +MAPPO IN A NET + + +Mappo crouched down on the ground, trying to hide under a green bush of +the jungle. In his paw he held the empty cocoanut shell with which he +was going to play a trick on Bumpo or Jacko. The tiger was creeping, +slowly, slowly along, on his soft, padded feet, just as your cat creeps +after a bird. Mappo was too frightened to move. + +"Ah ha!" growled the tiger, away down deep in his throat. "At last I +have caught a monkey!" + +Of course he had not yet really caught Mappo, but he soon would; there +was very little doubt of that. Mappo shivered. He wished he had not +tried to play the trick. If he had stayed safe up in the tree, the tiger +could not have gotten at him. + +Mappo, with his queer little eyes, almost like yours, looked up toward +where he knew his tree-house was. He was looking to see if his papa or +mamma were in sight. + +"Ha! There is no use looking up there!" said the cunning tiger, lashing +his striped sides with his long tail. "There's no one up there to help +you!" + +Poor Mappo saw that this was so. There was none of his brothers or +sisters up in the tree-house. Nor was his papa or mamma there. The whole +monkey family had gone off to look for more cocoanuts, since those they +had had were all eaten up. + +Just before starting out Mrs. Monkey had said: + +"Where is Mappo?" + +"Oh, he just went on ahead," said Bumpo, who had seen his brother +scrambling down the tree toward the ground. Bumpo did not know what his +brother was going to do, or that Mappo intended to play a trick with the +empty cocoanut shell. + +"Oh, if he's gone on ahead, then we'll catch up to him," said Mrs. +Monkey. So away they all went, leaving the tree-house empty, and +expecting to meet Mappo somewhere on the road through the jungle. + +But they did not, and there was poor Mappo on the ground right in front +of the bad tiger. The tiger knew none of the monkey family was near the +tree-house except Mappo. That was what made the tiger so bold. + +For, had Mr. Monkey, or Mrs. Monkey, been at home they would have seen, +or smelled the tiger. Monkeys, and other creatures of the jungle, can +often smell danger much better and more quickly than they can see it. +And, had Mr. or Mrs. Monkey smelled the tiger, they would have kept +their little ones safe in the tree, and would have shouted loudly, to +warn all the other monkeys of the danger of the bad tiger. + +"Well, you can't get away from me this time!" growled the tiger, +speaking in his own language, which Mappo understood very well, just as +the tiger understood the monkey talk. + +For, though monkeys, tigers and elephants, as well as cats and dogs, +cannot speak our language, they have a way of their own for talking one +to another. To us it may sound only like chatter, growls, meows and +barks, but it is really talk. Wouldn't it be nice if we could understand +animals as well as they understand us? + +For they can understand our talk, you know. Else how would a horse know +when to start and stop, when the driver tells him? Or how would your dog +know when to come to you, and to lie down when you tell him to, if he +didn't understand you? Tell me that, if you please. + +So Mappo understood the tiger, and the tiger understood Mappo. + +The little monkey, still keeping tight hold of the empty cocoanut shell, +looked at the crouching tiger as bravely as he could. Nearer and nearer +crept the striped beast. But don't you be afraid. I have a way of saving +Mappo, and I'm going to do it, too! + +"Chatter! Chatter! Chip! Chip! Whew! Zur-r-r-r-r!" went Mappo in his +queer monkey talk. That was his way of calling for help. All monkeys do +that in the jungle, when they are in danger. They want a whole lot more +monkeys to come and help them. + +"There's no use in your calling that way!" growled the tiger, deep in +his throat. "Nobody can hear you!" + +Mappo began to believe that this was so. All the monkeys seemed to have +gone away from that part of the jungle. He was all alone with the tiger. + +Now Mappo was a brave little chap, but being brave is not going to do +one much good, when there's a tiger in the way. So Mappo thought, +besides being brave, he might be polite, and ask a favor of the tiger. +For animals are often more kind to one another than we think. If you +watch them sometimes, as I have done, you will see that this is so. + +So Mappo made up his mind he would ask the tiger, as a favor, not to +bite or eat him. + +"And, if he won't be kind to me," thought Mappo, "well, then maybe +something else will happen. Maybe papa will come, with a whole lot more +monkeys, and drive the tiger away. Or, if he does not, well, maybe +something else will happen," and Mappo looked at the empty cocoanut +shell in his paw. + +"Please let me go, Mr. Tiger!" begged Mappo. "I never did anything to +you. Let me go!" + +"No. I'll not!" growled the tiger. "I'm hungry and I want something to +eat. I chased after a goat half the morning, but it got away from me. +Then I tried to get a little deer, but it ran back with the rest of the +deer, and, as the big deer had such sharp horns, I dared not go after +it. So I haven't had anything to eat, and I'm very hungry. You haven't +any horns, none of your monkey friends are near, and I'm going to eat +you!" + +Mappo looked to see how far it was to the nearest tree. It was some +distance off, but the little monkey boy knew if he could reach it he +would be safe. For, in the tree, he could run much faster, from branch +to branch, than could the tiger on the ground. But in getting over the +ground on his four paws the monkey was a bit slow. And the tiger, in one +jump could grab Mappo if the monkey started to run. + +"Well, there's no use trying to get away from him by running on the +ground," thought Mappo. "He'd have me in a second. And there's no use +asking a favor of him. He seems to be mad at me. I wonder how I can get +away from him!" + +Once more Mappo looked at the empty cocoanut shell in his paw--the shell +with which he was going to play a trick on Jacko or Bumpo. + +Nearer and nearer to Mappo crept the tiger, lashing his tail from side +to side. Tigers always do that, just as cats do when they are trying to +catch a bird in the garden. Tigers are only big cats, you know, very +much bigger and stronger than your pussy. And they always creep slowly, +slowly up toward anything they are going to catch, until they are near +enough to give one jump and grab it in their claws. That is what the +tiger was trying to do to Mappo. + +All of a sudden Mappo raised the paw that held the cocoanut shell. The +little monkey chap made up his mind to be brave and save himself if he +could. + +"Take that, Mr. Tiger!" called Mappo, all at once. + +With all his might he threw the empty cocoanut shell right at the +tiger's head. Monkeys are very good throwers. They are almost as good as +are baseball boys at that sort of thing. + +"Bang!" went the cocoanut on the tiger's head. It cracked open--I mean +the cocoanut cracked open--where Mappo had stuck it together. It made +quite a noise. + +"Oh my!" cried the tiger, jumping up suddenly, for he did not know what +to make of the cocoanut shell in his face. Mappo had thrown it so +suddenly. + +Then, as the tiger heard the cracking of the cocoanut shell, he thought +it was his own head. Tigers are sometimes silly that way, no matter if +they are strong, and have sharp claws. + +"Oh my head! My head!" cried the tiger. "It is broken!" + +You see he really thought it was. The crack of the cocoanut shell made +him think that it was his own silly, bad head. + +Up in the air reared the tiger on his hind legs. This was just the +chance Mappo wanted. + +"Here I go!" thought the little monkey chap. "Here's where I get away." + +As fast as Mappo could go he scrambled over the ground toward the tree +where his house was built. By this time the tiger had seen the empty +cocoanut shell fall to the ground, and the striped creature knew what +had happened. + +"Ha! That monkey boy! He did that!" growled the tiger. "He can't fool me +that way! I'll get him! I'll fix him for playing tricks on me!" + +Finding that his head was all right, and not cracked as he had feared +it was, the tiger gave a big jump, and ran after Mappo. But Mappo was +not waiting for him. The little monkey boy was now far across the open +place on the ground, and was climbing up into a tree as fast as he could +go. + +"Come back here!" growled the tiger, making a spring for Mappo. But +Mappo was safely out of the way. The tiger's claws stuck in the trunk of +the tree, tearing loose some bits of bark, but Mappo was not hurt. He +got safely away. + +Then, sitting up in the tree on a high limb, Mappo, as he looked down at +the tiger, chattered: + +"Ha! You didn't get me after all! You didn't catch me! I fooled you! +Chatter-chatter-chat! Bur-r-r-r! Wuzzzzzzz! Whir-r-r-r-r-r!" + +That's the way Mappo chattered, not so much to make fun of the bad +tiger, as to warn the other monkeys in the woods that the bad striped +animal was near, and that there was danger in the jungle. + +"Chatter-chatter-chat! Bur-r-r-r-r! Whe-e-e-e-e! Zir-r-r-r!" chattered +the other monkeys, far off in the jungle, as they heard Mappo's warning. +The woods were filled with the sound they made. + +"Well, I might as well go away," thought the tiger. "They will all be +on the lookout for me now. I'll have to wait until after dark to catch a +monkey, or something else to eat. Bur-r-r-r-r-r! But I'm hungry!" + +So the tiger slunk away, and I guess no one else in the woods felt sorry +that he had not caught Mappo. They were all glad the monkey boy had +gotten away, and Mappo was especially glad, on his own account. + +"Ha! That was a good trick of yours--to throw the empty cocoanut shell +at the tiger, Mappo," said an old grandfather monkey, high in a tree. +Mappo had told his friends, the other monkeys, what had happened. + +"Yes, indeed it was," said an uncle monkey. "Mappo is a smart boy to +think of such a trick." + +This made Mappo feel pretty proud of himself. + +"Do you know where my papa and mamma are?" he asked. + +"They went off over toward the banana grove," said the grandfather +monkey. "Be careful of the tiger if you follow them." + +"I will," promised Mappo. But the tiger had slunk away now, so Mappo +thought it would be safe to travel through the jungle, especially if he +kept up in the trees, and did not go down on the ground. + +Off Mappo started after his folks, who had gone on, thinking to catch +up to him. + +Mappo had not gone very far before he came to a place in the woods where +he saw something very strange. It was strange and also nice, for, down +on the ground, were a number of pieces of white cocoanut. + +"Well, that's good!" thought Mappo. "Cocoanut already shelled to eat. +I wonder who could have left that there for me. Maybe my papa or mamma +did, knowing I would come this way. Yes, that must be it. They are very +kind to me. I'll go down and get some of that sweet cocoanut." + +Now Mappo was not a very wise little monkey. He had not lived long +enough to know all the dangers of the jungle. There were dangers from +tigers and other wild beasts. + +Some of those dangers Mappo knew about, and he also knew how to keep out +of their way. But there were other dangers from men--from hunters--and +these Mappo did not know so well. For, as yet, he had never seen a +man--a human being. Mappo had only lived in the jungle where men very +seldom came, and those men were brown or black men. + +But men knew monkeys were in the woods, and men wanted the monkeys for +circuses, for menageries and for hand-organs. That is the reason men +try to catch monkeys. + +Mappo looked all around the forest from the top of the tree where he had +come to rest. He saw no signs of danger. He saw only white pieces of +cocoanut on the ground. + +"I'll go down and get some, and then I'll run on and find my papa and +mamma and brothers and sisters," thought Mappo. "They will want some of +this cocoanut." + +Down he went, and began picking up the bits of cocoanut. They were +rather small pieces and Mappo had to eat a great many of them before he +felt he had enough. Each piece was a little way beyond the next one, and +Mappo kept on walking along slowly as he picked them up. + +Finally he saw a very large piece. He reached for it with his paw, and +then, all at once something happened. + +Something like a big spider's web seemed to fall down out of a tree +right over Mappo. In an instant he was all tangled up--his paws and tail +were caught. He yelled and chattered in fright, and tried to get loose, +but the more he tried, the tighter the meshes of the net fell about him. + +Poor Mappo was caught. He had been caught by a hunter's net in the +jungle, and the pieces of cocoanut were only bait, just as you bait a +mouse trap with cheese. + +"Oh!" cried Mappo, in his shrill, chattering voice. "Oh dear! I am +caught!" + +Tighter and tighter the net closed over him. + + + + +CHAPTER IV + +MAPPO IN A BOX + + +Poor Mappo was not a merry monkey just then. Usually he was a jolly +little fellow, laughing and chattering in his own way, and playing +tricks on his brothers and sisters. Now he felt very little like doing +anything of that sort. + +"And to think that I was going to play a trick with the empty cocoanut +shell, just a little while before this happened to me," thought Mappo, +as he tried very hard to get loose from the net in which he was all +tangled up. "I wonder what has happened to me, anyhow," said Mappo to +himself. + +And, as Mappo did not find out for some little time I will tell you. He +had been caught by a native hunter, in a net made from long pieces of a +trailing vine, which was as strong as a rope. + +In the country where Mappo lived there were many people called +natives--that is they had never lived in any country but their own, and +they were a queer sort of people. + +They wore very few clothes, for it was too hot to need many. They were +a black, savage people, and they lived by hunting with their spears, and +bows and arrows. They hunted wild animals--lions, tigers, elephants and +monkeys. Some of the wild animals they used for food, and others they +sold to white men who wanted them for circuses and menageries. And +monkeys were generally the easiest to catch. + +Some of these black, half-clothed, savage natives had spread a vine net +in the forest. The net, being made of vines, could not be seen until +some animal got close to it. And to make monkeys come close to the net, +so it would fall down over them, when one end was pulled loose by a +native (hidden behind a tree) bits of cocoanut were sprinkled about. +Monkeys are very fond of cocoanut, and the natives knew, when the little +long-tailed creatures went to pick up the white pieces, that they would +come nearer and nearer to the trap-net, until they were caught. That was +what had happened to Mappo. + +The little monkey tried and tried again to break out of the net, but he +could not. It was too strong. Tighter and tighter it was pulled about +him, until he could struggle no more. He lay there, a sad little lump of +monkey in the net. + +Then some black men, with long sharp sticks, or spears, gathered about +him, and talked very fast and loud. You would not have understood what +they said, if you had heard them, any more than you can understand dog +and cat talk, but Mappo knew some of what they were saying, for he had +lived in the jungle all his life, and these were natives, or jungle men. + +"Ha! We caught only one monkey!" exclaimed one tall, black man, with a +long spear. + +"Well, but he is a good one," another man said. "We will take him to the +coast in a box, and sell him to the white men who will take him away in +a ship. We will get many things for him, lots of beads to put around our +necks, some brass wire to make rings for our noses and ankles, and red +cloth to wear." + +The natives, you see, did not want money. They wanted beads and bits of +shiny brass wire, or gay-colored cloth, to make themselves look, as they +thought, very fine. They even put rings in their noses, as well as in +their ears, to decorate themselves. + +"Ha! So this is not the end of me!" thought Mappo, when he heard the +black men thus talking. "I am to be put in a box, and taken to a ship, +it seems. I wonder what a ship is like. Well, as long as I am not to be +hurt, perhaps it will be fun after all. But I wish they would let my +mamma and papa, and sisters and brothers come with me. It is no fun +being all by yourself." + +But of course Mappo's folks were, by this time, a long way off in the +jungle woods, wondering where Mappo himself was. If they had seen him in +the net, they might have tried to get him out, but they did not see him. + +The net was now pulled so tightly about the little monkey, that he was +in some pain. + +"Bring up the box, and we'll put him in it," said one of the black men. +Another native came up with a box made of tree branches nailed together. +It was what is called a crate--that is, there were spaces between the +slats so Mappo could look out and get air. + +"Look out. He may bite you!" called one native to another, as the crate +was placed near the net. + +"Oh, I won't give him a chance!" the other native said. + +"Ha! I won't bite!" chattered Mappo, but the natives did not understand +him. They knew very little of monkey talk. Mappo made up his mind that +he would be good, for his mamma had often told him that was the best way +to get along in this world. "But I'm sure she never thought I would be +caught in a net," said Mappo to himself. "I wonder if she would mean me +to be good now; and not bite. I guess she would, so I won't nip +anybody." + +Mappo had very sharp teeth, even if he was a monkey, and he could give +some good hard bites. But now he was going to be good. + +The net, with poor Mappo in it, was dragged up close to the crate, and +a door in the crate was opened. Then part of the net was pulled to one +side, and Mappo saw a hole where he thought he might slip out. He gave +a jump, hoping he could get back into the tall trees again. + +"And if I do, I'll never eat any more cocoanut, unless my mamma or papa +gives it to me!" thought Mappo. + +So he gave a jump out of the net, but, in a second he found himself +inside the wooden crate, or box. He had gone into it when the net was +open opposite the door of the crate. In another second the door was shut +and fastened, and Mappo was a prisoner in a new prison. He could not get +out, no matter how hard he tried. + +"There he is, safe and sound!" chattered the natives, in their queer +language, which was as much like monkey talk as anything else. "Now we +can carry him to the coast, and sell him to the white men. Come on." + +"I wonder where the coast is," thought Mappo, and I might tell you, +in case you don't know, that the coast is the seashore. + +[Illustration: So he gave a jump out of the net, but, in a second, +found himself inside the wooden crate or box. (Page 47)] + +The ships, in which white men come to the jungle countries, go only as +far as the seashore. They cannot go on the land, or into the interior, +where the wild animals live. So when the natives catch monkeys, or other +creatures, they have to carry them to the coast. + +"Well, this isn't very nice," thought Mappo, as he looked at the little +crate, inside of which he now found himself. "I haven't much room to +move around here, and I don't see anything to eat, or drink." + +He was not very hungry, for he had eaten a lot of the cocoanut just +before being caught in the net. But he was thirsty. However, he saw no +water, and, though he chattered, and asked for it as nicely as he knew +how, he got none--at least, not right away. + +Mappo's fur was all ruffled by being caught in the net, and he now began +to smooth that out, until he looked more like himself. He peered through +between the slats of his cage with his queer little eyes, and there was +a sad look in them, if any one had noticed. But no one did. The natives +were getting ready to carry Mappo to the coast. + +Poor Mappo looked out on the green jungle where he had lived ever since +he could remember. He did not know that he was never to see it again. +He would never climb the big trees, and swing from one branch to +another. He would not play tag with his brothers and sisters, nor would +he open cocoanuts on a sharp stick and by dropping them on a stone. +Mappo was to be taken away from his nice jungle. + +Of course he did not know all this at once. All he knew now was that he +was in a little crate, where he had hardly room enough to turn around, +and no room at all to hang by his tail. + +"Come on--let's start with him!" called one of the black men. "We'll +take him to the white people, and come back and catch some more +monkeys." + +"Oh, I hope they catch some of my folks!" thought Mappo. He did not wish +any harm to happen to his father or mother, or sisters or brothers, you +know, but he was so lonesome, that he wanted to see some of them. + +The natives thrust long poles through the slats of Mappo's box, and, +putting the poles over their shoulders, off through the jungle they +started to march. + +Poor Mappo was very thirsty by this time, but though he chattered very +hard, and cried "Water!" over and over again, in his monkey language, +no one paid any attention to him. + +On and on went the natives, carrying the little monkey in a crate. +After a while some other black men came along another path, and they, +too, had boxes slung on poles, and in the boxes were other animals. In +one was a big striped tiger, and when Mappo saw him, the monkey crouched +down in a corner of his box and covered his eyes with his paws. + +"Oh, maybe it's the same tiger that tried to catch me, and whom I hit on +the head with the empty cocoanut," thought Mappo. "If it is, he'll be +very angry at me, and try to get me. + +"Oh dear! This is too bad. I guess this is the end of me!" Mappo cried. + +The natives carrying Mappo, in his box, ran forward with him, and as he +looked out, he saw that his crate was close to the one in which was the +growling, striped tiger. + +"Oh! Oh! Oh!" thought poor Mappo. "He'll get me sure!" + + + + +CHAPTER V + +MAPPO ON THE SHIP + + +Mappo, who had taken his paws down from his eyes long enough to look at +the striped tiger, now blind-folded himself, with his paws again, and +shivered. All of a sudden the tiger growled, and Mappo shivered still +more. + +"Ha! Growl and roar as much as you like!" called one of the black +natives. "You can't get out of there, Sharp-Tooth!" That was the name +the jungle men had given the tiger. "You can't get out of that crate!" +went on the native, and when Mappo heard that, he took down his paws +once more, and looked at the tiger. He was sure it was the same one at +whom he had thrown the cocoanut, and he wondered how the fierce, strong +beast had been caught. Then Mappo looked at the crate in which the tiger +was being carried along through the jungle. + +"Ha! That is a good, strong crate!" thought Mappo. "It is much stronger +than the one I am in. I guess the tiger can't get out, and I am glad of +it. I mean I am sorry he is shut up, and I am sorry for myself, that I +am shut up, and being taken away, but I would not like the tiger to get +loose, while I am near him." + +And indeed the cage holding the tiger was very strong. It had big pieces +of tree branches for slats, and it took eight men to carry it, for the +tiger was very heavy. Side by side, slung in their crates on the poles, +over the shoulders of the black natives, Mappo and Sharp-Tooth, the +tiger, were carried through the jungle. + +The tiger kept walking back and forth in his cage. It was just long +enough to allow him to take two steps one way, and two steps the other +way. And he kept going back and forth all the while, up and down, his +red tongue hanging out of his mouth, for it was very hot. His fur, too, +was scratched and cut, as though he had fought very hard, before he had +let the natives catch him and put him into the crate. + +Mappo was not so much afraid now, and once, when his cage was close to +that of the tiger, the big, striped beast spoke to the little monkey. Of +course he talked in tiger language, which the natives could not +understand, but Mappo could. + +"Ha! So they caught you too, little monkey?" asked the tiger. + +"Yes, I got caught in a net, while I was eating some cocoanut," answered +Mappo. + +"The cocoanut was bait," said the tiger. "I got caught eating a little +goat. The goat was bait, too, and they caught me in a noose that almost +choked me. Then they slipped me in this box when I was half dead. If I +had had my strength, they never would have gotten me in it!" and the +tiger roared and growled, and tried to break out of his crate. But it +was too strong--he could not. + +"Keep quiet there, Sharp-Tooth!" cried one of the black natives who was +marching along beside the tiger's cage. "Keep quiet, or I shall hit you +on the nose with a stick," and the black man held up a hard stick. The +tiger growled, away down deep in his throat, and kept quiet. But still +he spoke to Mappo, now and then. + +"Seems to me I have seen you before, somewhere, little monkey," said +Sharp-Tooth. + +"Yes, you--you tried to eat me, if you please," said Mappo, who spoke +politely, because he was still afraid of the tiger. + +"Did I?" asked the tiger. "Well, I have to live, you know. And I have +eaten so many monkeys that one, more or less, doesn't matter. So I tried +to eat you, eh? I wonder why I didn't finish. I usually eat what I set +out to." + +"I--I hit you on the head with an empty cocoanut shell and ran away," +said Mappo. + +"Oh, that's so. You did!" exclaimed the tiger. "I thought I remembered +you. So you're the chap who played that trick on me, eh? Well, I thought +I knew you. Ha! Yes. An empty cocoanut shell! I remember I was quite +frightened. I thought my head was broken. But never mind. I forgive you. +One shouldn't remember things like that when friends are in trouble. +Listen, little monkey, will you do me a favor?" + +"What is it?" asked Mappo, wondering how he, a little monkey, could do +anything to help a big, strong tiger. + +"Will you help me out of this cage?" asked the tiger. + +"How can I?" inquired Mappo. + +"Very easily," the tiger said. "I know what is going to become of us. We +are to be taken to the big ocean-water, and put in a house that floats +on the waves." That was what the tiger called a ship; a house that +floats on the waves. + +"How do you know this is to happen to us?" asked Mappo. + +"Because I heard the black men talking of it," said Sharp-Tooth. "And, +after a long while, we will land in another country, where there is no +jungle, such as we love." + +"That will be too bad," Mappo said. "But still, it may be nice in that +other country, and we may have many adventures." + +"Bah! I do not want adventures!" the tiger growled. "All I want is to +be left alone in my jungle, where I can kill what I want to eat, drink +from the jungle pool, and sleep in the sun. I hate these men! I hate +this cage! Once before I was caught and put in one, but I broke out and +got away. This time they have been too strong for me. But you can help +me to escape." + +"How?" asked Mappo. + +"Listen!" whispered the tiger, putting his big mouth, filled with sharp +teeth, close to the side of his cage, and nearest to Mappo's crate. +"Listen! Your paws are like hands and fingers. To-night, when the +natives set our crates down, to take their sleep, you can open your +cage, slip out and come over and open mine. I have tried to open my own, +but I cannot. However, you can easily do it. Then we will both be free, +and we can run away to the jungle together: Come, will you do it? I am +very hungry! I want to get off in the jungle and get something to eat." + +Mappo thought for a minute. He was a smart little monkey, and he feared +if he opened the tiger's cage for him, the big chap might be so hungry +that he would eat the first thing he saw, which would be Mappo himself. + +"Will you open my cage for me after dark?" asked Sharp-Tooth. + +"I'll think about it," answered back Mappo. + +But he had no idea of letting out that tiger. + +"I'm sure he must still be angry at me for hitting him with that empty +cocoanut," said Mappo, "and if he is loose he can easily crush me with +one stroke of his paw. No, I think I will not let him out, though I am +sorry he is caught. But I will try to get out myself, and run back to my +mamma and papa, and sisters and brothers. Yes, I will do that." + +After the tiger had asked Mappo to help him get out of the cage, +Sharp-Tooth pretended to go to sleep. He wanted to fool the natives, you +see, and make believe he was going to be good and gentle. + +"Oh, but won't I roar and bite and scratch when I do get out!" thought +the tiger. Perhaps he would not have hurt Mappo, had the monkey opened +the cage; but I cannot be sure of that. + +All day long through the jungle tramped the natives, carrying the wild +animals in their crates. There were several besides Mappo and +Sharp-Tooth. There were snakes, in big boxes, other monkeys, a +rhinoceros, a hippopotamus, two lions, who roared dreadfully all the +while, and many other beasts. + +In fact, it was a small circus marching through the jungle, and all the +animals had been caught, in one way or another, to be sold to circuses +and menageries. But in this book I will tell you mostly about Mappo, +just as in other books I have told you of Squinty, the comical pig, and +Slicko, the jumping squirrel. + +"Oh, I do wish I had something to eat!" thought poor Mappo. But he did +not see anything for a long time. It was getting dark when the natives, +carrying the crates, set them down in the jungle, and began to build +fires to cook their supper. They were going to camp out in the woods all +night, and they had stopped near a pool of water. + +Mappo smelled the water. So did the other animals, and they began to +howl for drinks. You remember I told you wild animals can often smell +better than they can see. + +The natives did not want to be cruel to the animals; they only wanted to +sell them to the white people. And the natives knew if the animals did +not get something to drink, they might die. So, pretty soon, they began +to give the beasts water to drink. Mappo got some, and oh! how good it +was to his little dry throat and mouth. + +"Don't forget, you are going to let me loose in the night," whispered +the tiger to Mappo, as it grew darker and darker in the jungle. Mappo +said nothing. He pretended to be asleep. But, all the same, he made up +his mind that he was _not_ going to let the tiger loose. + +When it was all dark and quiet in the camp, Mappo tried to open his own +cage with his smart little fingers. But the natives were smarter than +the little monkey. They knew all monkeys were very good at picking open +boxes, so they had made this one, for Mappo, especially tight. Mappo +tried his best, but he could not get out. + +So, after all, he did not have to play any trick on the tiger, and not +let Sharp-Tooth out, and he was glad of it. + +"Hist! Hist!" the tiger called, from his crate, near that of Mappo. +"Aren't you going to let me out?" + +"I can't get out myself," answered the little monkey. + +"Bur-r-r-r-r! Wow! Wuff!" roared the tiger. And then he was so angry +that he growled and jumped about, trying to break out of his cage. The +natives awoke, and one of them, running over to Sharp-Tooth, said: + +"Quiet here, tiger, or I shall have to hit you on the nose with a +stick!" + +But the tiger would not be quiet, and, surely enough, the black man hit +him on the nose with a stick. The tiger howled and then became quiet. +All the other animals who had made different noises when they heard the +racket made by Sharp-Tooth, grew quiet also. + +Mappo went back to sleep, after trying once more to open his crate so he +could get away in the jungle. + +"I guess I shall have to let them put me on the house in the big water," +he said to himself. "Never mind, I may have some fine adventures." + +When morning came, the natives got their breakfast, fed the animals in +the crates, and off they started once more through the forest. Mappo +looked out of his cage, and he could see, swinging along in the trees on +either side of the jungle path, other monkeys like himself. But they +were free, and could climb to the tops of the tallest trees. + +Mappo called to them, in his own language, and told them to take the +news to his papa and mamma that he had been caught in a net, and was +being taken away to a far country. The wild monkeys promised that they +would let Mr. and Mrs. Monkey know what had become of Mappo. + +In this way Mappo's folks learned what had happened to him, but they +never saw him again, nor did he see them. But monkeys are not like a +boy or girl. Once they leave their homes, they do not mind it very much. +They are always willing to look at something new. Though, of course, +they may often wish they were out of their cages, and back in the jungle +again. + +After some days the natives, with the wild animals, reached the big +ocean. Mappo had never seen so much water before. He looked at it +through the slats of his crate. A little way out from shore he saw what +looked like a big house floating on the water. This was the ship. + +Soon, in small boats, all the animals were taken aboard the ship, Mappo +among them. + +"Now my adventures are really beginning," thought Mappo, as he found +himself in a cage on deck, next to some other monkeys, and a big cow +with a hump on her back. She was a sacred cow. + + + + +CHAPTER VI + +MAPPO MEETS TUM TUM + + +Mappo did not know what a ship was, nor how it floated over the ocean +from one country to another, blown by the wind or pushed by steam +engines. The little monkey could not see much except the other monkeys +in crates on the deck near him. Finally Mappo did hear a deep growl from +somewhere behind him. + +"Ha!" snarled a voice. "There will be little chance to get away now! Why +didn't you let me out of my cage, monkey?" + +"I--I couldn't," said Mappo, and he looked around to see the tiger close +to him. Sharp-Tooth was in his own cage and could not reach Mappo. For +this the monkey was very glad. + +All the black men who had carried the wild animals through the jungle +had gone now. In their places were white men, quite different. Mappo did +not know which he liked better, but the white men seemed to be kind, for +some of them brought food and water to the animals. + +"Are we on the ship, or water-house, now?" asked Mappo, as he felt as +though he were being moved along. + +"Yes, we are on a ship, and we'll never see the jungle any more," said +the tiger. "Oh wow!" and he roared very loudly. + +"Quiet there!" called one of the white men, and he banged with his stick +on the tiger's cage. The tiger growled, and lay down. + +Now it was quiet aboard the ship, which soon started away from the +shores of the hot, jungle country toward another land, where it is warm +part of the time and cold part of the time. Mappo was on his way to have +many new adventures. + +For several days the little monkey boy did nothing but stay in his cage, +crouched in one corner, looking out between the slats. He could see +nothing, for, all around him, were other cages. But when he looked up, +through the top of his cage, he could see a little bit of blue sky. + +It was the same kind of blue sky he had looked at from his tree-house in +the jungle, now so far away, and Mappo did not feel so lonesome, or +homesick, when he watched the white clouds sail over the little patch of +blue sky. + +For you know animals do get homesick just as do boys and girls. Often, +in circuses and menageries, the animals become so homesick, and long so +for the land from which they have been taken, that they become ill and +die. When a keeper sees one of his pet animals getting homesick, he +tries to cure him. + +He may put the homesick animal into another cage, or give him different +things to eat--things he had in his own country. Or the keeper may put +the homesick animal in with some different and new beasts, so the +homesick one may have something new to think about. Monkeys very often +become homesick, but so do elephants, tigers and lions. It is a sad +thing to be homesick, even for animals. + +But Mappo was not very homesick. In the first place he was not a very +old monkey, and he had not lived in the jungle very long, though he had +been there all his life. Then, too, he was anxious to have some +adventures. + +So, though when he looked at the bit of blue sky, and thought of his +home in the deep, green woods, he had a wish, only for a moment, to go +back there. He had enough to eat on the ship, plenty of cool water to +drink, and he knew he was in no danger from the tiger or other wild +beasts bigger than himself. For the tiger was fastened up in a big +strong cage, and could not get out. + +Mappo, on board the ship, chattered and talked with the other monkeys in +cages all around him. He asked how they had been caught, and they told +him it was in the same way as he had been--by picking up good things to +eat on the ground, and so being tangled up in a net. + +"And I don't know what is going to happen to me now," said a little girl +monkey, with a very sad face. + +"Oh, cheer up!" cried Mappo, in his most jolly voice. "I am sure +something nice will happen to all of us. See, we are having a nice ride +in the water-house, and we have all we want to eat, without having to +hunt for it in the woods." + +"Yes, but I want my papa and mamma!" cried the little girl monkey. + +Mappo tried to make her feel happier, but it was hard work. As for +Mappo, himself, he was feeling pretty jolly, but then he was always a +merry monkey. + +As the ship sailed on, over the ocean, it left behind the warm, jungle +country where Mappo had always lived. The weather grew more cool, and +though Polar Bears like cold weather, and are happy when they have a +cake of ice to sit on, monkeys do not. Monkeys must be kept very warm, +or they catch cold, just as boys and girls do. + +So, as the ship sailed farther and farther north, on its way to a new +country, Mappo felt the change. Though he was covered with thick hair, +or fur, he could not help shivering, especially at night when the sun +had gone down. + +The man in charge of the wild animals that were to go to the circus knew +how to look after them. He knew which ones had to be kept warm, and +which ones cold. + +"You must cover up the monkeys' cages these nights," said the man to a +sailor one afternoon, as he saw Mappo and the others shivering. "Keep +them warm." + +"Aye, aye, sir," answered the sailor, which was his way of saying, +"Yes, sir!" + +Heavy coverings were spread over the monkeys' cages every night, but +even then Mappo shivered, and so did the others. It was quite different +from the warm jungle where he could sleep out of doors with only his own +fur for a bedquilt. + +"I guess we'll have to move the monkeys down below, if it gets much +colder," said the animal man to the sailor. "They'll freeze up here." + +"Free-e-e-e-eze! I-I-I-I--I g-g-g-g-guess we will!" chattered Mappo, and +he shivered so that he stuttered when he talked. Of course he spoke +monkey language, and the men could not understand him. But they could +understand his shivering, and soon they began to move the cages to a +warmer place. + +Mappo and the other animals who need to be kept warm were lowered +through a hole down inside the ship. It was in a place called a "hold." +And it was called that, I suppose, because it was made to hold the cargo +of wild animals carried by the ship. + +Mappo did not like it so well down in this part of the ship as he had +liked it on deck. But it was warmer, and that was a great deal. Still he +could not see the little patch of blue sky that had reminded him of his +jungle home. + +"I wonder what has become of Sharp-Tooth, the big tiger?" asked Mappo, +of one of the other monkeys. + +"Oh, I saw them lower his cage down into another part of the ship," said +a big monkey. "I am glad of it, too, for I don't like him so near us. He +might break out some night, and bite us." + +"He wanted me to let him out," said Mappo. + +"Gracious! I hope you didn't think of such a thing!" cried a little girl +monkey. + +"No, I didn't," Mappo said. + +"How did you happen to know the tiger?" asked the big monkey. + +"Oh, he tried to get me once," Mappo answered, "and I threw an empty +cocoanut shell in his face!" + +"You did!" cried all the other monkeys. + +"How brave you were!" said the little girl monkey. + +Mappo was beginning to feel that way himself! + +For several days nothing much happened to Mappo, after he and his monkey +friends had been moved to the warm part of the ship. They had things to +eat, and water to drink, and they slept a good deal of the time. One day +the sailor who always fed Mappo stood in front of the cage, and, looking +in, said: + +"I wonder if you'd bite me if I petted you a bit? You look like a nice +chap, and I like monkeys. I wonder if I couldn't teach you some tricks. +Then you'd be worth more to the circus. You'll have to learn tricks in +the circus, anyhow, and you might as well begin now. I think I'll pet +you a bit." + +"Chatter! Chatter! Chat! Bur-r-r-r! Snip!" went Mappo. That meant, in +his language, that he would not think of biting the kind sailor who had +fed and watered him. But the sailor was careful. Very slowly he put out +his hand, and, reaching through the bars, he stroked Mappo's soft fur. + +"That's a good chap!" said the sailor. "I believe you are going to be +nice after all." + +"Bur-r-r-r! Wopp!" said Mappo. That meant: "Of course I am!" + +In a few days the sailor and Mappo were good friends, and one afternoon +the sailor opened the cage door and let the monkey out. Then Mappo grew +quite excited. It was the first time he had been loose since he had been +caught, and he was so glad to run about, and use his legs and tail, +that, before he knew what he was doing, he had jumped right over the +sailor's head, and had scrambled up on the ship's deck. + +"Oh, a monkey's loose! One of the monkeys has gotten away!" cried the +sailors. + +"Never mind! I'll catch him!" said the one who had been kind to Mappo. + +Mappo ran and leaped. He saw something like a tall tree, only it had no +branches on it. But there were ropes and ladders fast to it, and, in an +instant, Mappo had scrambled up them to the top of the tall thing. It +was the mast of the ship, but Mappo did not know that. + +Away up to the top he went, and, curling his tail around a rope, there +he sat. + +"Make him come down!" cried the captain. "I can't have a monkey on top +of my ship's mast! Somebody climb up after him and bring him down." + +"I'll go," said a sailor. + +Now a sailor is a good climber, but not nearly so good as a monkey. +Mappo waited until the sailor was almost up to him, and then, quick as a +flash, Mappo swung himself out of the way by another rope, and, just as +he had done in the jungle, he went over to the top of another mast. + +"There he goes!" cried the sailors on deck. + +"Yes, I see he does," said the sailor who had tried to catch Mappo. + +"You had better come down," spoke the man who had let Mappo out of the +cage. "I think he'll come down for me." In his hand he held some lumps +of sugar, of which Mappo was very fond. + +"Come on down, old chap," called the sailor. "No one will hurt you. Come +and get the sugar." + +Now whether Mappo had had enough of being loose, or whether it was too +cold for him up on the mast, I can't say. Perhaps he wanted the sugar, +and, again, he might not have wanted to make trouble for his kind +friend, the sailor, who had let him out. + +Anyhow, Mappo came slowly down, and took some of the sugar from the +sailor's hand. The sailor took hold of the collar around Mappo's +neck. + +[Illustration: Away up to the top he went, and, curling his tail around +a rope, there he sat. (Page 71)] + +"Now lock up that monkey!" cried the captain. "And if he runs away +again, we'll whip him." + +"No, it was my fault," the sailor said. "And I'd like him to be loose. +I can teach him some tricks." + +"All right, do as you like," the captain spoke. "Only keep him off the +mast." + +"I'm not going up there again," thought Mappo to himself. "It is too +cold." + +"Come along," said the sailor, giving him another lump of sugar, and +Mappo put one hairy little paw in the hand of the sailor, and walked +along the deck with him. + +"I guess you were just scared, old fellow," the man said to the monkey. +"When you get quieted down, you and I shall have lots of fun. You are +almost as nice as my elephant, Tum Tum." + +This was the first Mappo had heard of the elephant. He knew what they +were, for he had often seen the big creatures in the jungle, crashing +their way through the trees, even pulling some up by the roots, in their +strong trunks, to eat the tender green tops of the trees. + +"I didn't know there was an elephant on this ship," thought Mappo. But +he was soon to find out there was. + +Two or three days after this Mappo was let out of his cage once more. +This time he did not jump and run. He stayed quietly beside the sailor, +and put his paw into the man's hand. + +"That's the way to do it," said the sailor. "Come now, we'll go below +and see Tum Tum." + +Down into a deep part of the ship, near the bottom, the sailor took +Mappo. Then the monkey could see a number of elephants chained to the +walls. They were swaying their big bodies to and fro, and swinging their +trunks. The sailor went up to the biggest elephant of them all, and, so +Mappo thought, the most jolly-looking, and said: + +"Tum Tum, I have brought some one to see you. Here is a little monkey." + +Mappo looked up, and saw a jolly twinkle in the little eyes of Tum Tum. +Mappo knew elephants were never unkind to monkeys, and, a moment later, +Mappo had given a jump, up to the shoulder of the sailor, and then right +on the back of Tum Tum. + + + + +CHAPTER VII + +MAPPO IN THE CIRCUS + + +"Well, I declare!" exclaimed the sailor who had brought Mappo downstairs +in the ship to see Tum Tum, the jolly elephant. "You two animals seem to +get along fine together!" + +And indeed Mappo and Tum Tum were the best of friends at once. Elephants +and monkeys very seldom quarrel, and they live together in peace, even +in the jungle, and do not fight, and bite and scratch, as some wild +beasts do. + +"Hello!" said Mappo to Tum Tum, as the little monkey sat on the +elephant's back. "Hello!" + +"Hello yourself!" answered Tum Tum, and his voice was deep and rumbling, +away down in his long nose or trunk, while Mappo's was chattery and +shrill, as a monkey's voice always is. + +"Well, where did you come from?" asked Mappo. "I've often seen you, or +some elephant friends of yours in the jungle. How did you get on this +ship with the other animals? You don't mean to say that the hunter men +caught you--you, a great big strong elephant, do you?" + +"That's just what they did, Mappo," said Tum Tum, and the sailor, +looking at the two animals, did not know they were telling secrets to +each other. + +"I'll just leave 'em together a while," said the sailor. "I don't +believe the monkey will run away, and, as he's getting homesick, it may +make him feel better to be with the elephant a while." + +Mappo was indeed getting homesick for the jungle, and for his folks, but +when he saw Tum Tum, he felt much better. + +"How did they catch you?" asked the monkey, as the sailor went up on +deck, while Mappo and the elephant stayed down in the lower part of the +ship, where it was nice and warm, talking to one another. + +"Oh, the hunters made a big, strong fence in the jungle," said Tum Tum. +"They left one opening in it, and then they began to drive us elephants +along toward it. We did not know what was happening until it was too +late, and at last we were caught fast in a sort of big trap, and could +not get out." + +"I should think you were so strong that you could easily have gotten +out," Mappo said. + +"Well, we did try--we wild elephants," spoke Tum Tum. "We rushed at the +bamboo fence, and tried to break it down with our big heads. But tame +elephants, who had helped to drive us into the trap, came up, and struck +us with their trunks, and stuck us with their tusks, and told us to be +good, and not to break the fence, and that we would be kindly treated. +So we behaved, and, after a while, we found ourselves on this ship." + +"Do you like it here?" asked Mappo. + +"Well, it isn't so bad," said Tum Tum. "I get all I want to eat, and I +don't have to hunt for it. I am to go in a circus and menagerie, I hear. +I don't quite know what that is, do you?" + +"Not exactly," answered Mappo, scratching his nose. + +"Well, maybe we'll be in it together," went on Tum Tum. "But how did you +happen to get caught, and brought away from the jungle, little monkey?" + +Then Mappo told of being caught in the net when he picked up the pieces +of cocoanut. + +"Were any other animals caught with you?" asked Tum Tum. + +"Oh, yes, the hunters had other animals--some monkeys, and a big tiger +in a cage. He was named Sharp-Tooth, the tiger was." + +"Hush!" whispered Tum Tum through his trunk, and looking around +carefully, he went on: "Don't let him know I'm here!" + +"Let who know?" asked Mappo. + +"Sharp-Tooth, the tiger. Don't tell him I'm here," Tum Tum said. + +"Why not?" the little monkey wanted to know. + +"Well, because he and I aren't friends," said Tum Tum. "You know in the +jungle, hunters sometimes ride on the backs of myself, and my elephant +friends, to hunt tigers. That's why the tigers don't like us. So don't +mention to Sharp-Tooth that I'm on board this ship." + +"I won't, of course," spoke Mappo in his funny, monkey talk. "But it +wouldn't matter, anyhow, as he's in a cage." + +"He might break loose, and scratch me," said Tum Tum. "So don't mention +it to him." + +Mappo promised not to. He sat up there on the elephant's back a long +time, and they talked of many things that had happened in the jungle +woods. + +"Well, you two seem to like each other so well that I guess I'll leave +you together," said the sailor, when he came back and found Mappo asleep +on Tum Tum's back. "I'll bring the monkey's cage down here," the sailor +went on, "and let him stay. They might just as well get acquainted, for +they'll be together in the circus, anyhow." + +"That will be nice," thought Mappo, as he heard what the sailor said. + +Many things happened to Mappo aboard the ship in which he journeyed +from the jungle to this country. I have not room to tell you about all +of them in this book. + +Once there came a great storm, so that the big ship rolled and rocked +like a rocking-chair, and Mappo felt ill. So did Tum Tum, and the other +elephants, and they made loud noises through their trunks. Mappo and the +other monkeys chattered with fear, and even Sharp-Tooth, the big striped +tiger, in his cage, was afraid, and growled, while the lions roared like +thunder. + +But finally the storm passed, the sea grew calm and the animals felt +better. Then came a day when Mappo was shut up in his cage again. Most +of the time he had been loose, to run about as he pleased. + +"I'm sorry to have to do it, old chap," said his sailor friend, "but all +you animals are going to be taken off the ship now, and put ashore, and +we don't want to lose you." + +"I don't want to get lost, either," said Mappo to himself. "I wonder +what is going to happen now." + +Many things happened to him, and also to Tum Tum and the others. Mappo's +cage, as well as the cages holding the lions and tigers, were lifted off +the ship onto land. Then they were put on big wagons and carted off +through a strange place. At first Mappo thought it was a new kind of +jungle, for he saw some trees. + +But when Mappo saw many boys and girls, and men and women, all in +strange dresses, not at all like the brown natives, and when he saw many +houses, he knew it could not be a jungle. No, it was a big city where +Mappo had been taken. And it was the city where the circus stayed in +winter, the animals living in barns, and in menageries, instead of in +tents. But when the warm summer came, they would be taken out on the +road, and sent from place to place with the traveling circus. Of course, +Mappo knew nothing of this yet. Neither did Tum Tum. + +Mappo's cage, with a number of others, was finally put into a big barn, +where it was nice and warm. On the earth-floor of the barn was sawdust, +and Mappo saw many men and horses, and many strange things. Finally a +man came up to Mappo's cage. + +"Ha! So these are some of the monkeys I am to teach to do tricks, eh?" +said the man. "Well, they look like nice monkeys. And that one seems a +little tame. I think I'll begin on him," and he pointed right at Mappo. + +"Better look out," said another man. "Maybe he is an ugly chap, and will +bite you." + +"Oh, indeed I won't!" chattered Mappo. "I guess I know better than +that!" But of course the circus man did not understand this monkey talk. +Mappo jumped about in his cage, for he felt that he was going to be +taken out, and he was tired of being shut up. He wanted to hang by his +tail, and do other things, as he had done in the jungle. + +"He's a lively little fellow, anyhow," said the circus man, as he opened +the door of Mappo's cage. "Come on out, old chap," he went on, "and +let's see what you look like." + +Very gently he took Mappo out, and Mappo was very quiet. He wanted to +show the man how polite and nice even a jungle monkey could be, when he +tried. + +"You're a nice fellow," the man said, stroking Mappo's back. "Now let's +see. I guess I'll teach you first to ride a pony, or a dog, and then +jump through paper hoops. After that you can turn somersaults, and sit +up at the table and eat like a real child. Oh, I'll teach you many +tricks." + +Mappo did not understand very much of this talk. No monkey could. But +Mappo did understand the word "eat," and he wondered when the man was +going to feed him, for Mappo was hungry. + +All around the circus barn different animals were being taught tricks, +for the men were training them to be ready for the summer circus in the +big tents. Horses were racing about sawdust rings, men were shouting and +calling, and snapping long whips. In one corner a man was trying to make +an elephant stand on his hind legs. Mappo looked a second time. + +"Why, that's Tum Tum! He's learning tricks too!" said Mappo, to himself. +"That's fine! I hope he and I can do tricks together." + +Tum Tum did not look very happy. A long rope was fastened to him, and he +was being pulled up so his head and trunk were in the air. That's how +elephants are first taught to do the trick of standing on their hind +legs. After a bit they learn to do it without being hoisted up by a +rope. + +"Now then, monkey boy, here we are!" exclaimed the man who had taken +Mappo out of his cage. The man soon found that Mappo was good and +gentle. "Now for your first trick," the man said. "Here, Prince!" + +A great big, shaggy dog, almost as large as Sharp-Tooth, the tiger, came +bounding into the circus ring. Right at Mappo rushed the dog, barking as +loudly as he could: + +"Bow wow! Bow wow! Bow wow!" + + + + +CHAPTER VIII + +MAPPO AND HIS TRICKS + + +Mappo, the merry monkey, gave one look at the big dog rushing at him, +and then, with a chatter of fright, sprang right up on the shoulder of +the circus man. There Mappo sat, shivering, and looking down at the dog +who kept on barking. + +"Oh ho! So you're afraid, are you?" asked the man, as he put up his hand +and patted Mappo. "Well, you don't need to be, little chap. Prince +wouldn't hurt you a bit, would you, old chap?" + +"Bow wow!" barked the dog, and I think he meant that he certainly would +not--that he loved monkeys. In fact, any one would have loved Mappo, he +was so kind and gentle, even though he had not had much training. + +"Now, Prince, just show this monkey how you can stand on your head," +went on the circus man. "Show him how it's done." + +The dog kicked his hind legs up in the air, and there he was, standing +up partly on his head, and partly on his forepaws. + +"That'll do, Prince!" the man called. "Down!" + +"Bow wow!" barked Prince, as he turned a somersault, and stood on his +four feet. + +"You'll soon be doing tricks like that, little monkey," went on the +circus man, speaking to Mappo, as though the little chap from the jungle +could understand and answer him. + +And, as I have told you, Mappo could understand pretty nearly all the +man said, but he could not talk back to him, except in monkey language, +and that the man did not understand. + +"Now, Prince," said the circus man, "Mappo is going to have a ride on +your back. I want you to go slowly with him at first so he will not fall +off. Later on, you may run fast, and we'll have a race, with other +monkeys on the backs of other dogs. And, when Mappo has learned to ride +dog-back, I'll teach him to ride pony-back." + +"Bow wow!" barked Prince, just as though he understood it all. + +A bright red blanket was strapped around Prince, like a saddle on a +horse, and over the dog's head were put some straps like the reins of a +horse. Those were for Mappo to take hold of, and pretend he was driving +the dog around the ring. + +"All right now. Here we go!" cried the man. "Come, Mappo!" + +Mappo, who had been watching Tum Tum learn to stand on his hind legs, +now looked at the man and dog. The man lifted up the monkey and set him +on the dog's back. He also put the reins in Mappo's little paws. + +"Now go, Prince!" said the man, and he walked along with the dog, +holding Mappo on the back of Prince. + +At first Mappo did not understand what was wanted of him, and when +Prince started off, the little monkey grew afraid, and tried to jump +down and run away. But the man spoke gently to him. + +"There now, old fellow," said the circus man kindly. "No one is going to +hurt you. You'll be all right. Just sit on. Prince won't run away with +you." + +Mappo was not so frightened now, and as the man held him on the dog's +back, he did not fall off. Around and around in a ring went Prince +carrying Mappo. Finally the monkey saw that he was in no danger of +falling, and he sat up straighter. + +"I guess you can go alone now," said the man. "Go on, Prince!" + +Mappo sat up proudly, holding the reins. He was riding alone, though of +course not very fast, for Prince only walked now. + +For two or three days Mappo practiced this trick, and each day he did +it better. Each day, too, when he had finished it, he was given +something good to eat, and so was Prince. + +"Now we'll try it faster to-day," said the man, after Mappo had been in +the circus about a week. "Run, Prince, and give Mappo a fast ride." + +Off started Prince, almost before Mappo was ready for him. And, just as +you might expect, Mappo fell off and rolled over and over in the +sawdust. + +"Chatter-chatter-chat! Bur-r-r-r! Buz-z-z-z-z! Wur-r-r-r-r!" went Mappo, +excitedly. + +"Bow wow!" barked Prince, capering about. + +"Hold on! That's not the way to do it! You must hold on tightly!" cried +the circus man. + +"Did you hurt yourself, Mappo?" asked Tum Tum, the jolly elephant, who +was resting, after having stood up on his hind legs. He had seen Mappo +fall. + +"No," answered the monkey, "I didn't hurt myself, but I don't like to +fall that way. I don't like that trick." + +"Never mind," spoke Tum Tum kindly. "The next time you do it, and Prince +runs fast, just wrap your tail around him, as you used to wrap it around +a tree limb in the big jungle. Then you won't fall." + +"That's a good idea--I'll do it!" cried Mappo. + +[Illustration: Around and around in a ring went Prince carrying Mappo. +(Page 87)] + +"Now we'll try it again," said the circus man. "Go a bit slower this +time, Prince." + +"Bow wow! I will!" barked the dog. + +Once more Mappo took his place on the red blanket on the dog's back. He +took the reins in his little paws, that were almost like your hands, and +then, remembering what Tum Tum had said to him, Mappo wound his tail +around the neck of Prince, but not so tightly as to hurt him. + +"Bow wow! What are you doing that for?" asked the dog. He knew how to +speak so Mappo would understand him. + +"I am doing it so I will not fall off when you run fast, Prince," +answered Mappo. + +"Ha! Ha! Very good!" laughed Prince, in the only way dogs can laugh, +which is by barking softly. "That's a good trick, little monkey. If +other monkeys were as smart as you they would learn their lessons more +quickly. Now hold on tight, for I am going to run!" + +"I will!" promised Mappo. + +The circus man looked at what Mappo had done. + +"That is a smart little monkey," he said. "Now he will not fall." + +And this time, when Prince started off, and ran very fast around the +sawdust ring, Mappo did not fall off. His tail, which was as good as a +hand to him, was wrapped about the neck of Prince, and kept Mappo from +slipping. + +Mappo could now do the dog-riding trick very well. No matter how fast +Prince ran, the monkey would not fall off. A few days later more dogs +and other monkeys were brought into the circus ring in the big barn, and +they, too, raced around. But none of them could go as fast as Mappo and +Prince, and, each time, they won the race around the sawdust ring. + +"That certainly is a smart little monkey!" the circus man would say over +and over again. "I shall teach him many tricks. I will now see how he +can ride on the back of a pony, and, after that, I will teach him to +jump through paper hoops." + +Mappo did not very well understand what this meant, but he made up his +mind he would do whatever was asked of him, and that he would do it as +well as he could. + +A few days later some little Shetland ponies were brought into the barn, +and Mappo was placed on the back of one of them. The pony was a little +larger than Prince, and Mappo was farther from the ground. But the +little monkey had climbed tall trees in the jungle, and he was not +afraid of going up even on an elephant's back. So, of course, he was not +afraid on Trotter, the pony. + +A blanket was strapped on Trotter's back, and as there was an iron ring +in the strap, Mappo stuck his tail through that, and so held on. The +other monkeys, who were also to ride ponies, saw what Mappo was doing, +and they did the same thing. + +"Ha! It's good to have a smart monkey in the circus," said the man. "He +shows the others what to do." + +Mappo was so smart, and such a good rider, that he easily took the lead +in the race, and kept it. The ponies ran faster than the dogs had done, +but, even then, neither Mappo nor any of the other monkeys fell off, for +their tails were in the iron rings of the straps. + +"Well, how are you coming on?" asked Tum Tum of Mappo one day, when they +were resting after having eaten their dinners. + +"Fine!" answered Mappo. "I can do many tricks now. What are you +learning?" + +"Oh, many things," answered Tum Tum. "I have to play ball, grind a +hand-organ with my trunk and make music, I have to play soldier, march +around, and stand up on my hind legs and on my head." + +"Is it hard work?" asked Mappo. + +"Yes, but I like it," said Tum Tum. And some day soon, in another book, +I shall tell you the many adventures of Tum Tum, the jolly elephant. + +"Well, now for a new trick," said the circus man to Mappo, one morning. +"Soon it will be time for the circus to go out on the road, under the +big tents, and I want you to do many tricks for the boys and girls." + +"I'll do all I can!" chattered Mappo, in his monkey language. + +This time, after he had ridden around the ring once or twice on the back +of Prince, the circus man brought out some big wooden hoops, covered +with paper. + +"You are to jump through these, Mappo," said the man. "Come, let me see +how you can do it." Mappo was riding on Prince's back. All of a sudden, +as Prince went around the sawdust ring, he came near to one of the rings +the man held out. Mappo did not in the least know what he was to do, +but, all at once, the man caught him up off the dog's back, and fairly +tossed him through the paper ring. The paper burst with a crackling +noise, and Mappo felt himself falling. + +"Oh dear!" thought the little monkey, "I wonder where I shall land!" + + + + +CHAPTER IX + +MAPPO RUNS AWAY + + +Mappo was so surprised, as he felt himself fairly flying through the +paper hoop, that he did not know exactly what was happening. + +"I may land on the back of Tum Tum, for all I know," he thought. + +But, just as he said that to himself, he came down on the back of +Prince, as if nothing had happened. + +"Hello, here we are again!" cried Prince, running on around the sawdust +ring, with Mappo on his back. "You did that trick all right." + +"Yes, but the man tossed me through the paper-covered hoop," spoke +Mappo, wonderingly. + +"That was to show you how to do it," went on Prince. "I have seen many +monkeys do that trick." + +"Oh, I see," said Mappo. "There's the man with another hoop. Shall I +jump right through it?" + +"Yes, don't wait for him to toss you," Prince said. "Though he didn't +hurt you, did he?" + +"Not a bit," laughed Mappo, who rather liked doing that trick. + +The circus man stood up on a little box, holding the ring, all covered +with red paper, ready for Mappo to jump through. And the man would have +picked Mappo up, and tossed him through the ring, only the monkey did +not wait for that. Instead, he gave a jump himself, and right through +the ring he went, coming down on Prince's back as nicely as you please. +Prince kept right on running around the sawdust ring. + +"Fine! That's the way to do it!" cried the circus man, clapping his +hands. "I'll have to get you to show the other monkeys how to do it, +Mappo! You're the first monkey who ever learned that trick so quickly." + +I guess I told you Mappo was a smart little chap. + +The rest of that day he spent practicing jumping through more +paper-covered hoops, doing some of his jumps from the back of Trotter, +the pony. Then other monkeys were brought in, and they watched Mappo. + +"Now let's see if they can do it," said the man, after Mappo had done +his trick several times. Well, the other monkeys tried, and while some +of them could do it pretty well, others fell off, or else were afraid +of the paper hoops. No one did it as well as Mappo. + +From then on, the little monkey learned many circus tricks. He did not +learn all of them as easily as he had learned to ride the dog and pony, +or jump through the hoops. In fact, it took him several days to learn +the trick of turning a somersault. And it took him longer to learn to +sit up at a table, and eat with a knife, fork and spoon, dressed up like +a little boy, with real clothes on. + +All this while the circus animals had remained in the big, warm barn, +for it was still winter. But spring and summer were coming, and would +soon be over all the land. Then the circus would start out with the +tents, and the big red, green and golden wagons. + +Other animals were being trained, too. Tum Tum, the jolly elephant could +do many tricks, and Mappo loved to watch his big friend, with the long +trunk, and the long white teeth, or tusks, sticking out of his mouth. +Tum Tum's trainer would sometimes sit on these tusks, or on Tum Tum's +trunk, and ride around the ring. Tum Tum liked his keeper, or trainer, +very much, just as Mappo liked his own circus man. + +One day, when Mappo had finished doing his tricks for the day, and had +been given a whole, ripe, yellow banana for himself, as a treat for +being good and smart, the little monkey wandered off to another part of +the circus barn. Mappo, unlike the other monkeys, was not kept in a +cage, or chained up. + +As Mappo was walking along he came underneath a cage, and from over his +head came a loud roar. + +"A lion!" cried Mappo, springing away. "He'll get me!" + +In the jungle he and his brothers and sisters had been taught to run and +hide when a lion roared, and, for the moment, Mappo did just as he had +been used to doing in the jungle. Then he sort of laughed to himself, in +a way monkeys have, and he said: + +"Ha! Ha! That lion can't get at me! He is locked in his cage. I'm not +afraid." + +But, just the same, Mappo ran over on the other side of the circus barn, +and watched the lion from there. + +The "King of Beasts," as he is called, though a lion is often no braver +that any other animal, paced back and forth in his cage. He peered out +between the bars, and tried to break them with his big paws. But he +could not. Now and then the lion would utter a deep, loud roar, that +seemed to shake the very ground. I suppose he roared as he had done in +the jungle, when he wanted to let the other animals know he was coming. +A lion must be very proud of his roar. + +"Well, you can't get me, anyhow," thought Mappo. "You are safe in your +cage, and I am glad of it." + +"Well, how are you to-day, Tum Tum?" asked Mappo, of the jolly elephant. + +"Tired. Very tired!" exclaimed Tum Tum. + +"What makes you tired?" asked the monkey. + +"Doing so many tricks," the elephant answered. "And you know I am a big, +heavy chap, and it tires me to run fast around the ring. But never mind, +we will soon be out of here, and on a journey." + +"Where are we going?" asked Mappo. + +"To travel from town to town, as all circuses do. We shall soon be +living in tents," the elephant answered. + +"I'll like that," said Mappo. "I am getting rather tired of staying here +so long." + +And, surely enough, a few days later, the circus started out "on the +road," as it is called. The big red, golden and green wagons were drawn +by many horses, and rumbled up hill and down. In the wagons the animals +and tents and other things, all of which go to make up a circus, were +carried. + +One day, after a lot of traveling, part of which was by train, Mappo and +the other animals came to a place where a big, white tent was set up in +a wide, green field. The tent had been set up in the night, ready for +the circus. + +"Ah! Now our real circus work will begin!" said Tum Tum. And so it did. + +The bands began to play, and when the tent was filled with boys and +girls, and their papas and mammas, and grandpas and grandmas, there was +a grand procession of all the performers. The elephants, of which Tum +Tum was one, also marched around, as did lots of the ponies and dogs. + +"I wonder when it will come my turn to do tricks?" thought Mappo. His +turn soon came. The kind circus man who had taught the little monkey, +came and dressed him up in a nice red suit, with a little red cap. Then +Prince, the dog, was led in, wearing a fine yellow blanket. + +"Now for the race!" cried the man, as Mappo jumped up on Prince's back. +The other monkeys jumped up on the backs of other dogs, and, as the band +played, off they ran. + +Mappo liked it very much, especially when the children laughed and +clapped their hands, for he was glad he had pleased them. Faster and +faster went the racing dogs, and Mappo and Prince won. + +Then came the jumping through the paper hoops, first from the backs of +dogs, and, afterward backs of the ponies. In all of these tricks +Mappo did very well. + +[Illustration: He rode around a little wooden platform on the bicycle, +holding a flag over his shoulder. (Page 99)] + +Then Mappo did his other tricks--turning somersaults, standing on his +head, and even riding a little bicycle the man had made for him. That +was Mappo's best trick, and one that ended his part of the circus. He +rode around a little wooden platform on the bicycle, holding a flag over +his shoulder, and my! how the children did laugh at that. + +Mappo did not see all the circus. As soon as his act was over, he was +taken back to his cage, but he was not chained up. His keeper knew he +could trust Mappo not to run away. + +Mappo wandered around the animal tent. After a while he came to where +the tiger's cage stood. + +"Ah ha! There you are!" snarled Sharp-Tooth, the striped tiger, as he +saw Mappo. "You're the monkey who is to blame for my being here." + +"I to blame! How?" asked Mappo. + +"Yes, you are to blame," went on Sharp-Tooth. "You wouldn't open my +cage, and let me out when we were in the jungle. Never mind! I'll fix +you! When I get out of here--and some day I'm going to break loose--when +I get out of here, I'll bite you." + +"Oh dear!" thought Mappo. "I hope that never happens!" and he went off +to talk to Tum Tum, the jolly elephant. + +For nearly a week the circus traveled from town to town, Mappo doing his +tricks very well indeed. Once again Sharp-Tooth, the tiger, said to the +monkey chap: + +"Oh, wait until I get hold of you. I was nearly out of my cage last +night. To-night I'll be out for sure, and then I'll fix you!" + +Poor Mappo was frightened. The more he thought of the tiger getting +loose and biting him, the more frightened he became. And that day, as +Mappo was riding along in his own cage in the circus wagon, he thought +he heard the tiger getting loose from the big cage. + +"Oh, he'll get me, sure!" cried Mappo. He looked up. The door of his +cage was open the least little bit. Mappo pulled it open wider with his +paws, and then, when none of the circus men was looking, Mappo slipped +out, and dropped down to the road. + +The door of his cage snapped shut after Mappo got out, keeping the other +monkeys in. + +"I'm going to run away," said Mappo. "I'm not going to stay, and let +that bad tiger catch me." And so Mappo ran away. + + + + +CHAPTER X + +MAPPO AND SQUINTY + + +Mappo, as soon as he got outside the traveling circus cage on wheels, +looked all about him to see if any one were watching him. But no one +seemed to be doing so. + +His man friend, who had trained him to do many tricks, was riding on the +seat with the driver of the big monkey-cage wagon, and this man never +looked around, as Mappo slipped out. All the other circus men were too +busy to look after one monkey. + +Mappo slipped down to the dusty country road, along which the circus +procession was then going, and quickly running across it, the merry +little monkey hid in the bushes on the other side. + +Slowly the big circus wagons rumbled past the place where Mappo was +hiding in the bushes. When the cage, in which Sharp-Tooth, the tiger, +was pacing up and down, came along, the big striped beast growled and +roared, and to Mappo it sounded just as if he were saying: + +"Where's that monkey? Oh, wait until I get hold of him! He wouldn't let +me out of my cage, and I'll fix him!" + +When the last wagon in, the procession had gone past--and it was the +steam piano which brought up at the end--Mappo breathed a long breath. + +"Now I'm all right!" he thought. "They can't find me now. I'm going over +into those woods. Maybe there is a jungle where I can find cocoanuts." + +Scrambling over rocks, stones and fences, Mappo made his way to the big +woods. It looked cool and green there, much better than the hot, dusty +road, down which the circus procession was rumbling, with the big red, +green and gold wagons. + +Mappo was much disappointed when he reached the woods. He could not see +any cocoanuts or bananas, and those were the things he liked best of +all. + +"I wonder what I shall eat," said Mappo, for he was quite hungry. + +He ran about, climbing trees, going away up to the top, and hanging down +by his tail. He had not had a chance to do this since he had been with +the circus, and, really, it was lots of fun for him. + +Soon he felt hungry again, and he looked around for something to chew. +He saw nothing. + +"Oh dear!" he cried out loud. "I wonder what I can eat." + +"Ha!" cried a grunting little voice near him, "why don't you eat acorns, +as I do?" + +"What's that? Who are you? Where are you?" asked Mappo, looking up and +down. + +"Here I am, under this bush," the voice went on, and out walked a little +pig. + +"What's your name?" asked Mappo. + +"My name is Squinty," answered the little pig. I suppose you had guessed +that before I told you--at least those of you who have read my other +book, called "Squinty, the Comical Pig." + +"Squinty, eh?" remarked Mappo. "That's a queer name." + +"They call me that because one of my eyes squints," said the little pig. +"See!" and he looked up at Mappo in such a funny way, with one eye half +shut, and the other wide open, and with one ear cocked forward and the +other backward, that Mappo had to laugh. + +"My name is Mappo, and I'm from the circus. I've run away, and I'm +hungry," the monkey said. + +"Ha! I'm running away myself," said Squinty, "and I was hungry too, but +I found some acorns to eat." + +"What are acorns, and where did you run from?" asked Mappo. + +"Acorns are nuts, good for pigs to eat," Squinty answered, "and I ran +away from my pen." + +"I wish I had something to eat," said Mappo. "I am very hungry." + +"Come with me, and I'll see if I can't find you something to eat," +Squinty said. "Then you can tell me all about the circus, and I'll tell +you all about my pen." + +"All right," agreed Mappo, and the two little animal friends went off +together into the woods. + +"Are there any cocoanuts here?" asked Mappo, when they had gone on for +some distance. + +"I don't know," answered Squinty. "What are cocoanuts?" + +Mappo told the little pig how cocoanuts and bananas grew in the jungle, +and the little pig told about how he liked sour milk and things like +that. And, after a while, they managed to find some berries for Mappo to +eat, as he did not like the acorn nuts. + +The two friends went on in the woods for some distance, and they were +having a good time, telling each other about their adventures, when, +all of a sudden, as Mappo was swinging along by his tail on a tree +branch, he stopped short and cried: + +"Ha! They're after me. I guess I'd better run." + +"Who is after you?" asked Squinty. + +"The circus men. They must have found out I ran away." + +Mappo and Squinty looked through the bushes, and they saw a number of +men in red coats and blue trousers coming through the woods. Squinty +also saw something else. + +"Oh, look!" cried the little pig. "What is that funny animal with two +tails? I'm afraid of him, he's so big!" + +Mappo looked and laughed. + +"He hasn't two tails," he said. "One is his tail and the other is his +trunk. That is Tum Tum, the circus elephant. And you needn't be afraid +of him, for he is the jolliest elephant in the whole show. + +"But I'm not going to be caught," went on Mappo. "I want to run away +farther, and have more adventures. So I guess I'll go before Tum Tum and +the men see me. Good-by, Squinty. I'm glad I met you." + +"And I'm glad that I met you," said the comical little pig. Then he ran +one way through the woods, for he did not want to be caught, either, +and Mappo ran the other way. + +On and on through the woods roamed the merry little monkey, and many +things happened to him. He met Slicko, the jumping girl squirrel, and in +the book about Slicko you may read all about her wonderful adventures. + +At first Mappo had lots of fun, after running away from the circus. It +was warm, and he managed to make himself a little house of leaves, in +the woods where he slept nights, or when it rained. But, for all that, +he did not have as good things to eat as he had had when he was in his +cage. He missed doing his tricks, too, and he missed seeing the boys and +girls and their parents, in the big tent. + +One day, as Mappo was asleep in the woods, he was suddenly awakened by +feeling himself caught by two hands, and a voice cried: + +"Oh, I've caught a monkey. I'm going to take him home and keep him. Oh, +a real, live monkey!" + +Mappo opened his eyes, and he saw that a boy was holding him, and +holding him so tightly that the little monkey could not get away. + +"Well, I'm caught!" thought Mappo, but he was not very sorry. + + + + +CHAPTER XI + +MAPPO AND THE ORGAN-MAN + + +Some monkeys, if they had been caught by a boy, in the woods, would have +bit and scratched and fought to get away. But Mappo was both a merry +monkey, and a good, kind one. So, when he saw that the boy was holding +him tightly, Mappo made up his mind that it would not be nice to try to +get away. + +Besides, he liked boys, as well as girls, for so many of them had fed +him peanuts in the circus. And I rather think that Mappo was getting +tired of having run away, for he did not find these woods as nice as he +thought he would. + +"Oh, father, look!" the boy cried. "I've caught a monkey." + +"Have you, really?" asked a man, who came up near the boy. "Why, so you +have!" he exclaimed. "It must have escaped from the circus that went +through here the other day." + +"Oh, father, mayn't we keep it?" the boy asked, as he patted Mappo. +"See, he is real tame, and maybe he does tricks." + +"Of course I'm tame and do tricks!" Mappo chattered, but the boy did +not understand monkey talk. + +"Oh, let me keep him!" the boy begged of his father. + +"Well, I don't know," spoke the man, slowly. "A monkey is a queer sort +of a pet, and we haven't really any place for him." + +"Oh, I'll make a place," the boy said. "Do let me keep him!" + +"Well, you may try," his father said. "But if the circus men come back +after him, you'll have to give up your monkey. And he may run away, no +matter what sort of a cage you keep him in." + +"Oh, I don't believe he will," the boy said. + +So Mappo was taken home to the boy's house. It was quite different from +the circus where the merry little monkey had lived so long. There were +no sawdust rings, no horses or other animals, and there was no +performance in the afternoon, and none in the evening. + +But, for all that, Mappo liked it. For one thing he got enough to eat, +and the things he liked--cocoanuts and bananas, for the boy read in a +book what monkeys liked, and got them for his new pet. The boy made a +nice box cage for Mappo to sleep in, and tied him fast with a string +around the collar, which Mappo wore. + +"But I could easily loosen that string and get away if I wanted to," +Mappo thought as he played with the knot in his odd little fingers. +Monkeys can untie most knots, and a chain is about the only thing that +will hold them. + +The boy's mother was afraid of Mappo at first, but the little monkey was +so kind and gentle, that she grew to like him. And Mappo was a very good +monkey. He did not bite or scratch. + +The house where the boy lived was quite different from the circus tent, +or the big barn where Mappo had first learned to do tricks. There was an +upstairs and downstairs to the house, and many windows. Mappo soon +learned to go up and down stairs very well indeed, and he liked nothing +better than to slide down the banisters. Sometimes he would climb up on +the gas chandelier and hang by his tail. This always made the boy laugh. + +"See, my monkey can do tricks!" he would cry. + +Then, one day, something sad happened. Mappo was sitting near the +dining-room window, which was open, and he was half asleep, for the sun +was very warm. The little monkey was dreaming, perhaps of the days when +he used to sleep in the tree-house in the jungle, or he may have been +thinking of the time when he went with the circus. + +Suddenly he was awakened by hearing some music. He looked out in the +street, and there he saw a hand-organ man grinding away at the crank +which made the nice music. Mappo liked it very much. It reminded him a +little of the circus music. + +And, as soon as the hand-organ man saw the monkey, he cried out: + +"Ha! A monkey! Just what I need. My monkey has gone away, and I'll take +this new little monkey to go around with me and get the pennies in his +cap." + +Then, before Mappo knew what was going to happen, the hand-organ man ran +up to the open window, grabbed the little monkey off the sill, and, +stuffing him under his coat, ran away down the street with him as fast +as he could go. + +"Let me go! Let me out!" chattered Mappo, in his own, queer language. +The man paid no attention to him. Perhaps he did not understand what +Mappo meant, though hand-organ men ought to know monkey talk, if any one +does. At any rate, the man did not let Mappo go. Instead, he carried him +on and on through the streets, until he came to the place where he +lived. + +"Now I'll put a chain and a long string on you, and take you around with +me when I make music," said the hand-organ man. "You will have a little +red cap to take the pennies the children give you." + +While he was thus talking the man thrust Mappo into a box, that was not +very clean, and tossed him a crust of bread. + +"I wonder if that is all I am to get to eat," thought Mappo. "Oh, dear! +I might better have stayed in the circus. It was nice at the boy's +house, but it is not nice here." + +Mappo was shut up in the box, with only a little water, and that one +piece of bread crust to eat. And then the hand-organ man went to sleep. + +Poor Mappo did not like this at all, but what could he do? He was shut +up in a box, and try as he did, he could not get out. Some other monkey +had lived in the box before. Mappo could tell that, because there were +scratches and teeth marks in the wood which Mappo knew must have been +made by some such little monkey as himself. + +Mappo's life from then on, for some time, was rather hard. The next +morning the hand-organ man fastened a chain to the collar of the monkey, +and a long rope to the chain. + +"Now I'll teach you to climb up on porch houses, go up the rain-water +pipes, and up to windows, to get pennies," said the hand-organ man. +"Come, be lively!" + +He did not-have to teach Mappo very much, for the monkey could already +do those things. + +"Ha! I see you are a trick monkey!" the man said. "So much the better +for me. I'll get many pennies from the children." + +Then, every day, Mappo was made to go out with the man and his +hand-organ, and when the man played tunes, Mappo would watch the windows +of the houses in front of which his master stopped. The children would +come to the windows when they heard the music. + +"Go up and get the pennies!" the man would cry, and he would pull and +jerk on the long string so that the collar around Mappo's neck choked +and hurt him. Then the monkey would squeal, and hold the chain with his +paw, so the pulling on it would not pain him so much. The hand-organ man +was not very kind to Mappo. + +But Mappo made up his mind he would do his best to please his master. + +"Some day I may get loose," Mappo thought. "If I do, I'll run back to +the circus, and never go away from it again. Oh that circus! And Tum +Tum! I wonder if I'll ever see the jolly elephant again." + +Thinking such thoughts as these, Mappo would climb up the front of the +houses, to the windows, scrambling up the rain-water pipe, and he would +take off his cap, and catch in it the pennies the children threw to +him. Then sometimes, on the porch roof, Mappo would turn a somersault, +or play soldier, doing some of his circus tricks. This made the children +laugh again, and they would ask their mammas for more pennies. + +"Ah, he is a fine monkey!" the hand-organ man would say. "He brings me +much money." + +The hand-organ man never let him loose; always was there that chain and +string fast to the collar on Mappo's neck. + +Mappo was made to wear a little red jacket, as well as a cap, and, as +the things had been made for a smaller monkey than he, they were rather +tight for him. + +For many weeks Mappo was kept by the hand-organ man, and made to gather +pennies. Mappo grew very tired of it. + +"Oh, if I had only stayed with the circus," thought Mappo, sorrowfully. + +One morning the hand-organ man got up earlier than usual. + +"We make much money to-day," he said to Mappo, for he had a habit of +speaking to the monkey as though he could understand. And indeed, Mappo +knew a great deal of what his master said. "We will make many pennies +to-day," went on the man. "Out by the big show, where everybody will be +jolly." + +He brushed Mappo's jacket and cap, and then, after a very little +breakfast, out they started. Through street after street they went, but +the man did not stop to play in front of any houses. + +"I wonder why that is," thought Mappo, for his master had never done +that before. + +And then, all of a sudden, Mappo saw a big white tent, with gay flags +flying from the poles. He saw the big red, gold and green wagons. He +heard the neighing of the horses, the trumpeting of the elephants, the +roaring of the lions, and the snarling of the tigers. + +"Oh, it's the circus! It's my circus!" cried Mappo to himself, and so it +was. + +"Now we make much money!" said the hand-organ man. "The people who come +to the circus have many pennies. They give them to me when I play. Come, +Mappo, be lively--do tricks and get the pennies," and he shook the +string and chain, hurting Mappo's neck. + +Then the organ began to play. But Mappo did not hear it. He heard only +the circus band. And he smelled the sawdust ring. + +"Oh, I must get back to my dear circus!" he chattered. Then, with one +big, strong pull of his paws, Mappo broke the collar around his neck, +and, as fast as he could run, he scampered toward the big tent--the tent +where he knew his cage was. Oh, how Mappo ran! + + + + +CHAPTER XII + +MAPPO AND THE BABY + + +"Come back here! Come back! My monkey! He is running away!" cried the +hand-organ man, as he raced after Mappo. Mappo looked behind, and saw +his unkind master coming, so the little monkey ran faster than ever. + +"Oh, if I can only find Tum Tum, the jolly elephant, and get up on his +back, that man can never get me again!" thought Mappo. "I must find Tum +Tum!" + +Into the big circus tent ran Mappo. The show had not yet begun, and one +of the men who was at the entrance to take tickets seeing Mappo, cried +out: + +"Ha! One of our monkeys must have gotten loose. I will call the animal +trainer." + +So Mappo came back to the circus again. But his adventures were not yet +over. + +That afternoon, when he had been given his own circus suit, which fitted +him better than the one the hand-organ man had put on him, Mappo went +through his tricks in the big tent. He had not forgotten them. + +He rode on the back of Prince, the big dog, and also on Trotter, the +pony, coming in first in every race. Then Mappo jumped through the +paper-covered hoops, he played soldier, and he sat up at the table and +ate his dinner with a knife, fork and spoon, almost as nicely as you +could have done it. He used his napkin, too. + +The circus traveled on and on. One day it came to a big city, and some +of the tents were set up in a field, near some houses. From his place +near his cage Mappo could look out of the crack in the top of the tent, +and see the windows of the houses near him. + +"I used to climb in windows like that," said Mappo to Tum Tum. "I used +to go up the rain-water pipe to get the pennies from the children." + +"It must have been fun for you," said Tum Tum, "as you are such a good +climber." + +"Oh, it wasn't so much fun as you'd imagine," answered Mappo as he slyly +tickled another monkey with a straw. Mappo was always up to some trick +or other; he was a very merry monkey. + +It was almost time for the circus performance to start. Mappo was +thinking he had better go, and get on his pretty new red, white and blue +suit, when suddenly, from outside the tent, he heard the cry of: + +"Fire! Fire! Fire!" + +[Illustration: Mappo sat up at the table and eat his dinner with knife, +fork and spoon. (Page 119)] + +Now Mappo knew what a fire was. There used to be a fire in the stove at +the big circus barn, and once he went too close and burned his paw. + +So Mappo knew what fire meant, even though it was cried in some other +language than monkey talk. Then Mappo looked out of a crack in the tent, +and he saw one of the houses, near the circus grounds, all ablaze. Black +smoke was coming from it. + +"One of those houses is burning," said Mappo to Tum Tum. The monkey had +often seen the natives, in his jungle, kindle fires at night to cook +their suppers, and also to keep wild beasts away. For wild beasts are +afraid of fire. + +"A house burning, eh?" said Tum Tum. "Well, that is nothing to us. We +have to go on with the show, no matter what happens." + +"I'm going out to see it," spoke Mappo. "I have a little time yet before +I must do my tricks." + +Mappo was not chained, so he had no trouble in slipping under the tent, +and in going toward the burning house. There was great excitement. Men, +boys, girls and women were running all around. Some of them were +carrying things out of the blazing dwelling. Then up came the fire +engines, tooting and whistling. Mappo of course did not know what fire +engines were. All he cared for was the black smoke, and the bright, red +fire. + +Suddenly a woman in the crowd began to scream. + +"My baby! Oh, my little baby is up in that room," and she pointed to one +on the side of the house which was not yet burning as much as the rest. +"Oh, my baby!" she cried, and she tried to run back into the blazing +house, but some men stopped her. + +"The firemen will get your baby," they said. + +"Oh, they will never be in time!" the woman cried. + +Just then Mappo's circus trainer came running up. + +"Oh, here you are!" he cried to Mappo. "I was afraid you had run away +again." + +"No! No!" chattered Mappo, in his own language. + +Mappo reached up, and put his arms around the keeper's neck. Just then +the woman cried again: + +"My baby! Oh, my baby is left behind in the room, and the stairs are all +on fire. How can I get him?" + +"What, is there a baby in the house?" cried Mappo's trainer. + +"Yes. In that room where the window is," she said. "Oh, but we can't get +him." + +"Yes, I think we can!" said the circus man. "Mappo, my monkey is very +strong, and he is a good climber. There is a rain-water pipe going up +the side of the house, close to the window. I'll send my monkey up the +pipe, and he can go in through the window, get the baby, and bring it +down to you." + +"Oh, a monkey could never do that!" sobbed the woman. + +"Yes, my monkey can," the man replied. "Here, Mappo!" he called. "Up you +go!" and he pointed to the rain-water pipe on the side of the house. "Go +in the window and get the baby--get the little one and bring her safely +down." + +"Yes, yes!" chattered Mappo, only he spoke in his language and the man +talked as we talk. But Mappo understood. Many times he had been sent up +rain-water pipes by the hand-organ man. Of course this was a bit +different, for this house was on fire. But there were not many flames on +the side where the pipe was. + +Mappo sprang for the pipe, and began to climb up it. He did not know +exactly what he was going after, but he knew it must be something +important, or his master would not be so excited. + +"Get the baby! Get the baby!" cried the circus man, for the firemen had +not yet come up with their ladders. Of course they could have saved the +baby, if they had been in time. But it would soon be too late. + +Up and up the rain-water pipe went the nimble Mappo. In a few seconds he +was on the window sill of the room. He stood there, looking down at his +master. + +"Go on in! Get the baby and bring her down!" called the circus man, +waving his arms at Mappo. + +Down into the room jumped Mappo. He knew at once it was a bedroom, for +he had been in such rooms in the home of the boy who found him in the +woods. And, in a little bed, close to the window, was something that +Mappo at first thought was a large doll, such as the sisters of the boy +used to play with. + +"I wonder if this is the baby," said Mappo. "I guess it is. I'll carry +it down." + +The baby was asleep. Mappo took her up in one of his strong hairy arms, +and, very luckily he picked her right-side up. Some monkeys would carry +a baby upside down, and think nothing of it. But Mappo was different. + +With the baby held closely, the monkey jumped to the window sill again, +and how his master and the others yelled when they saw him! + +"He has her! Oh, he has your baby!" cried the circus man. + +Down the rain-pipe came Mappo carrying the little baby, which was just +beginning to wake up and cry. Mappo gave the little one to his master, +who put the baby in its anxious mother's arms. + +"There's your child," he said. + +"Oh, what a smart monkey, to save her!" sobbed the woman, but her tears +were tears of joy. Then the firemen put out the fire in the house, and +no one was hurt. Mappo choked a little from the smoke, but he did not +mind that. + +"You surely are a smart monkey!" said the circus man, as he took him +back to the tent to do his tricks. The show went on after a while, and +Mappo was more looked at than any animal, for every one heard how he had +saved the baby. + +And, after the show was over that night, the father of the baby went to +the circus man and said: + +"I want to buy the monkey that saved my little girl. Please sell him to +me. We will give him a good home, and we will always love him, for what +he did for us." + +"Well, I don't like to lose such a good trick monkey," said Mappo's +master, "but I will let you have him. Be kind to him, for he is a good +little chap." + +"Oh, we'll be very kind to him," the baby's papa promised. "We have a +dog named Don, and a cat named Tabby. I am sure Mappo will like them. +We will be very good to him." + +And so Mappo, after having lived in the jungle, and afterward joining a +circus, went to live at the home of the baby, after it was built over, +for it was badly damaged by the fire. And Mappo made friends with Don +and Tabby and had a lovely time. + +But there are other animals of whose lives I can tell you, and the next +book in this series is going to be called "Tum Tum, the Jolly Elephant: +His Many Adventures." + +"Weren't you afraid when you climbed up that rain-water pipe to get the +baby?" asked Don the dog of Mappo, one day. + +"I wasn't afraid of climbing, but I was a little afraid of the fire," +said the monkey. + +"I wish I were as brave as you," said Tabby, the cat. "Come on, let's +have a game of tag." + +And the three animal friends played a game very much like our tag; and +now we will say good-by to them. + +THE END + + + + +GOOD STORIES FOR CHILDREN + +(From four to nine years old) + +THE KNEETIME ANIMAL STORIES + +By RICHARD BARNUM + +[Illustration] + +In all nursery literature animals have played a conspicuous part; and +the reason is obvious, for nothing entertains a child more than the +antics of an animal. These stories abound in amusing incidents such as +children adore, and the characters are so full of life, so appealing to +a child's imagination, that none will be satisfied until they have met +all of their favorites--Squinty, Slicko, Mappo, and the rest. + + 1 Squinty, the Comical Pig. + 2 Slicko, the Jumping Squirrel. + 3 Mappo, the Merry Monkey. + 4 Tum Tum, the Jolly Elephant. + 5 Don, a Runaway Dog. + 6 Dido, the Dancing Bear. + 7 Blackie, a Lost Cat. + 8 Flop Ear, the Funny Rabbit. + 9 Tinkle, the Trick Pony. + 10 Lightfoot, the Leaping Goat. + 11 Chunky, the Happy Hippo. + 12 Sharp Eyes, the Silver Fox. + 13 Nero, the Circus Lion. + 14 Tamba, the Tame Tiger. + 15 Toto, the Rustling Beaver. + 16 Shaggo, the Mighty Buffalo. + +Cloth, Large 12mo., Illustrated. + + + +***END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK MAPPO, THE MERRY MONKEY*** + + +******* This file should be named 13980.txt or 13980.zip ******* + + +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: +https://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/1/3/9/8/13980 + + + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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