Mappo, the Merry Monkey / His Many Adventures

the striped tiger, now blind-folded himself, with his paws again, and sh

an'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 h

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, th

took eight men to carry it, for the tiger was very heavy. Side by side, slung in their crates on the poles

her 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

the tiger, the big, striped beast spoke to the little monkey. Of course he ta

you too, little monk

t, while I was eating some

ose 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 ha

cage. "Keep quiet, or I shall hit you on the nose with a stick," and the black man held up a hard stick. T

u before, somewhere, little

ease," said Mappo, who spoke politely, b

n so many monkeys that one, more or less, doesn't matter. So I tried to ea

ith an empty cocoanut shel

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 min

how he, a little monkey, could do a

out of this cage

I?" inqui

to be taken to the big ocean-water, and put in a house that floats on the wav

his is to happen t

rp-Tooth. "And, after a long while, we will land in ano

t still, it may be nice in that other c

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 caugh

asked

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

if he opened the tiger's cage for him, the big chap might be so hungry

ge for me after dark

out it," answe

dea of letting

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.

Sharp-Tooth pretended to go to sleep. He wanted to fool the nativ

!" thought the tiger. Perhaps he would not have hurt Mappo,

ere were several besides Mappo and Sharp-Tooth. There were snakes, in big boxes, other monkeys, a

way or another, to be sold to circuses and menageries. But in this book I will tell you mostly about Map

getting dark when the natives, carrying the crates, set them down in the jungle, and began to build fires to c

they began to howl for drinks. You remember I told yo

the natives knew if the animals did not get something to drink, they might die. So, pretty soon, they began

, as it grew darker and darker in the jungle. Mappo said nothing. He pretended to be asl

But the natives were smarter than the little monkey. They knew all monkeys were very good at picking open bo

any trick on the tiger, and not let S

rom his crate, near that of Mappo

myself," answered

that he growled and jumped about, trying to break out of his cage.

shall have to hit you o

e with a stick. The tiger howled and then became quiet. All the other animals who had

ying once more to open his crate s

e house in the big water," he said to himself.

through the forest. Mappo looked out of his cage, and he could see, swinging along in the trees on either side of

mamma that he had been caught in a net, and was being taken away to a far country. The w

eys are not like a boy or girl. Once they leave their homes, they do not mind it very much. They are always willing to

seen so much water before. He looked at it through the slats of his crate. A little way o

he animals were taken aboar

e found himself in a cage on deck, next to some other monkeys