The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1876-10-05
The Red Monkey.

! laugh at her mistake WlCnOuJ nurClng
her feelings particle.
The Red Monkey.
The organ man was playing in the
street below, and Sally was sewing with
her mother in the little front room up
stairs. Sally was only 5 years old, but
she was working away on patch work,
which one of these fine days was to be
made into quilt big enough for her
mammals bed.
BY and by she heard tap on the win
dow.
Sally dropped her needle and thread
and everything. sob mamma, there's
monkey! !"
Sure enough, there he was, standing
on the window ledge, and holding his
little scarlet cap in one paw. AS Sally
ran to the window the monkey began
bowling very hard indeed, and tapped on
| the pane to be let III.
sob mamma, may I please just this
once 2"
Her mamma SAID yes, and so the win
dow was opened and the monkey jumped
into the room. He was dressed IN a
scarlet suit-jacket, vest, and trousers,
all trimmed with blue, which made his
comical little face funnier than ever.
His master below held on to the end of a
stout leather cord, which was fastened In
tiny collar about the monkey s neck.
Gwen, take good care of him,
shouted Sally out of the window, and
the man touched mis- hat, thinking that
when the monkey came down he would
bring lots of pennies.
"Oan you shake hands, Mr.. Monkey?"
asked Sally.
The monkey couldn't, Of course, say
yes, but he held out his hand, which
was just as well.
SalIy's mamma was cutting out some
thing from a long piece of cloth. This
operation seemed to amuse the monkey
very much, for, after jumping on the
tables and shelves, examining the things
ne came across, he stood by mamna's
chair, watching her very closely. How
funny it was to see the cloth tumble
away as the scissors passed along. :
BY and by mamma put down her work
and the monkey matched the scissors
and rushed away to the top OF the book
case.
"Come down, sir, this minute, and
bring them back" said mamma. But
the monkey only sat there chattering to
himself, opening and shutting the scis-
sors Just as we'll as mamma had done,
and as she went to the window to call
the man, what did the monkey do but
get the leather string between the blades
and cut it off with snap. The man
pulled on the string and it came tum-
bling down without any monkey on the
other end. Then the man rushed up
stairs, but as he opened the door the
monkey sprang to the window and In a
fash was up the spout on to the roof.
Away to the house-top they
all ran, but the monkey had climbed
one of the ragged stone chlmneys and
was comfortably seated on top, biting
his finger nails.
The man was in despair. He had left
his organ in the hall, or I've no doubt
he would have sat down on it and cried.
ST guess you'll have to build fire
and burn him up said Sally, looking
very sad.
'Iten you what we'll do" said the
man, "well smoke him down"
Now, it was the middle of July, but
that didn't make any difference. The
cook went down stairs and built ire
mendous fire of straw and green grass
from the yard, and the smoke began to
come curling out of the chimney, much
to the monkeys establishment.
Sally and her mamma took a large
shawl, the nurse took towel, and the
organ man his coat, and it would have
taken smarter monkey than this one to
get away from all that.
He stood the smoke just as long as he
could and then made rush, but Sally
and her mamma threw the shawl over
him, and just as he was squeezing out
the organ man caught him by the tail,
and he didn't have any chance at all.
But he went down stairs with his master
locking just as if nothing at all had hap
pened, and the man was the happiest
organ man in the world, for he had his
monkey and 25 cents, too, which Sally
took from her red savings bank.-NeaO
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