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When the Monkey on a Stick first finds that he has been taken from the toy store where he and all of his friends live, he's confused and somewhat sad. But when he discovers that life with his new owner Herbert is full of exciting adventures, he begins to appreciate his new job.

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Publié par	The Floating Press
Date de parution	01 février 2017
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781776676712
Langue	English

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THE STORY OF A MONKEY ON A STICK
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LAURA LEE HOPE

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The Story of a Monkey on a Stick First published in 1920 Epub ISBN 978-1-77667-671-2 Also available: PDF ISBN 978-1-77667-672-9 © 2015 The Floating Press and its licensors. All rights reserved. While every effort has been used to ensure the accuracy and reliability of the information contained in The Floating Press edition of this book, The Floating Press does not assume liability or responsibility for any errors or omissions in this book. The Floating Press does not accept responsibility for loss suffered as a result of reliance upon the accuracy or currency of information contained in this book. Do not use while operating a motor vehicle or heavy equipment. Many suitcases look alike. Visit www.thefloatingpress.com
Contents
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Chapter I - A Strange Awakening Chapter II - The Monkey at School Chapter III - The Janitor's House Chapter IV - A Queer Ride Chapter V - Monkeyshines Chapter VI - In a Cave Chapter VII - Out in the Rain Chapter VIII - Herbert Finds the Monkey Chapter IX - Monkey in a Tent Chapter X - Monkey in a Show
Chapter I - A Strange Awakening
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The Monkey on a Stick opened his eyes and looked around. That is hetried to look around; but all he could see, on all sides of him, waspasteboard box. He was lying on his back, with his hands and feetclasped around the stick, up which he had climbed so often.
"Well, this is very strange," said the Monkey on a Stick, as he rubbedhis nose with one hand, "very strange indeed! Why should I wake up here,when last night I went to sleep in the toy store? I can't understandthis at all!"
Once more he looked about him. He surely was inside a pasteboard box. Hecould see the cover of it over his head as he lay on his back, and hecould see one side of the box toward his left hand, while another sideof the box was at his right hand.
"And," said the Monkey on a Stick, speaking to himself, as he often did,"I suppose the bottom of the pasteboard box is under me. I must be lyingon that."
He unclasped the toes of his left foot from the stick and banged hisfoot down two or three times.
"Yes, there's pasteboard all around me," said the Monkey. "This surelyis very strange! I wonder if the Calico Clown has been up to any of histricks? Maybe he thinks I'm a riddle, and he's going to tell it to theElephant from the Noah's Ark, or else make a joke of me to the JumpingJack. I haven't been shut up in a box before—not since the time SantaClaus brought me from his workshop at the North Pole. I wonder what thismeans?"
The Monkey raised his head and banged it on the box cover.
"Oh, my cocoanut!" cried the Monkey, for that is what he sometimescalled his head. "My poor cocoanut!" he went on, as he put up his hand."I wonder if I raised a big lump on my cocoanut!"
But his head seemed to be all right, and, taking care not to banghimself again, the Monkey began pushing on the box cover. It was notheavy, and he slowly raised it until he could look out.
As I have told you in the other books of this series, the Monkey on aStick, and the other toys as well, could move about and talk, when theykept to certain rules. You may find out what those rules were by lookingin the other books.
The Monkey on a Stick looked out from beneath the cover of the box, andwhat he saw surprised him almost as much as he had been startled when hefound pasteboard on all sides of him. For the Monkey saw that he was inthe room of a strange house, and not in the big toy department of thestore where he had lived for so long a time.
"I say!" chattered the Monkey to himself, "there is something wronghere. They must have given me paregoric to make me sleep, and then haveput me in a box and carted me down to some other part of the store. I'msure the Calico Clown must have had a hand in this. He and his jokes andriddles about what makes more noise than a pig under a gate! I'll fixhim when I get out of here!"
The Monkey raised the box cover higher and began to call:
"Hi there, Calico Clown! what do you mean by shutting me up in apasteboard box? What's the joke? Come on, Mr. Elephant from Noah's Ark!Come and help me out! Ho, Jack-Jump! Hi, Jack-Box! Where are you all? Idon't see any of you!"
For, as he looked around the room, from under the cover of the box, theMonkey saw not a sign of his former friends.
"This is stranger and stranger," he murmured. "I say!" he cried aloudagain, "isn't any one here?"
"Yes, I'm here," answered a voice which, the Monkey knew at once, camefrom a toy like himself. "What's the trouble?" this voice went on. "Whyare you making such a fuss? Who are you, anyhow?"
"I'm a Monkey on a Stick," answered the toy chap in the box. "And whoare you? I seem to know your voice. Where are you?"
"Here I am," came the answer.
The Monkey raised the box cover higher, and then he cried:
"Why, bless my tail! The Candy Rabbit! Well, of all things! Oh, I'm soglad to see you! How are you?" and the Monkey jumped out of his box,and, laying down his stick, ran across the table and shook paws with abeautiful Candy Rabbit, who had a pink nose and pink glass eyes. TheRabbit was on the table, and the Monkey saw that his pasteboard box wasthere likewise.
"I am quite well, thank you," answered the Candy Rabbit, as he waved hisbig ears to and fro. "And I am glad to see you—very glad! I knew therewas some kind of toy in that box, but I did not know it was you. Ihaven't seen you since we lived in the toy store together, with theSawdust Doll, the Lamb on Wheels, the Bold Tin Soldier, the Calico Clownand the White Rocking Horse."
"Yes, and don't forget the two Jacks," went on the Monkey on a Stick,"the Jumping Jack and the Jack in the Box. Then there was the Elephantwho tried to race on roller skates with the White Rocking Horse."
"I'm not forgetting them," answered the Rabbit.
"But listen!" exclaimed the Monkey. "Can you tell me this? I went tosleep in the toy store, and I woke up here—in a house, I guess itis—in a pasteboard box on a table set with dishes."
"Yes, this is a house," said the Candy Rabbit. "I live here with alittle girl named Madeline. There is also a boy named Herbert here. Andthese really are dishes on the table. It is the breakfast table, andsoon the children will be down to eat."
"But what am I doing here?" asked the Monkey in great surprise. "I can'tunderstand it! Why am I here? I went to sleep in the store, and I wokeup on a breakfast table. Can this be a trick or a riddle of the CalicoClown's? Is he going to ask what is more surprised than a Monkey on aStick at the breakfast table, as he asks what makes more noise than apig under a gate?"
"No, I think the Calico Clown had nothing to do with your being here,"said the Candy Rabbit with a smile.
"Then who did?" asked the Monkey.
"Herbert. A boy who lives here with his sister Madeline," went on theRabbit.
"Dear me! this is getting more and more riddly-like and jokey," said theMonkey. "I don't understand it at all! Why am I not in the store where Ibelong?"
"Because you don't belong there any more," cried the Candy Rabbit. "Youwere bought for the boy Herbert, and you are here at his breakfast plateas a surprise."
"Well, he isn't going to be any more surprised than I am," chattered theMonkey. "I don't seem to understand this at all. How did I get here?"
"I imagine that, after you went to sleep in the store last night, one ofthe clerks at the toy counter put you in the pasteboard box, wrapped youup and sent you here."
"I see how it happened," said the Monkey. "I went to sleep in the storeyesterday afternoon. I had been up late the night before, as we toyswere having some fun. I was trying to guess a riddle the Calico Clownasked. It was how do the seeds get inside the apple when there aren'tany holes in the skin. I was thinking of that riddle, and it kept me upquite late the night before."
"Did you think of the answer?"
"No, I didn't," said the Monkey; "any more than I can think of theanswer to the Clown's riddle of what makes more noise than a—"
"Hush! Here come Madeline and Herbert to breakfast!" suddenly whisperedthe Rabbit. "Back to your box as quick as you can. We toys are notallowed to move about by ourselves when any one sees us, you know."
"Yes, I know!" chattered the Monkey.
Nimbly he sprang back to his box, and clasped the stick, up and downwhich he climbed when a string was pulled. As he pulled the box coverdown over his head he heard the joyous shouts and laughter of twochildren as they ran into the room.
"Happy birthday, Herbert!" called Madeline. "Look and see what Daddybought for you yesterday!"
When Herbert had the cover off the box and had looked at the Monkey on aStick lying there with a funny grin on his face, the boy smiled andcried:
"Oh, it's a Climbing Monkey! Oh, this is just what I wanted! Oh, now Ican have a show and a circus and I'll ask Dick to come and bring hisRocking Horse, and Arnold can come and bring his Bold Tin Soldier, andwe'll have lots of fun. Oh, look at my Monkey climb his stick!"
Herbert took his new birthday toy from the box, and, by pulling thestring, made the Monkey go up and down as fast as anything. Madelinepicked up her Candy Rabbit, and though that Bunny said nothing, he couldsee all that went on.
"Oh, this is a dandy Monkey!" cried Herbert. "I can give a show withhim!"
While the little boy was making the funny chap go up and down the stick,the door of the breakfast room opened and some one came in.
Chapter II - The Monkey at School
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"Well, children, why aren't you eating breakfast?" a voice asked, andHerbert, turning around, saw his mother. The Monkey on a Stick, who, ifhe could not talk or do any tricks just then, could use his eyes, saw apleasant-faced lady entering the room. She was smiling at Madeline, whohad her Candy Rabbit in her hands, and at Herbert.
"Oh, look, Mother, what I found at my plate!" exclaimed Herbert, and hepulled the string, and made the Monkey run up and down the stick.