The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1881-03-23
The End of MY Monkey.
Jimmy Brown in Harper's Young People

Jimmy Brown in Harper's Young People,
haven't any monkey now, and don
care what becomes of me. His loss was an
awful blow, and / never expect to recover
from it. am a crushed boy and when the
grown folks find what their conduct has
done to me, they will wish they had done
differently.
1t was on Thursday that l got the mon
KEY, and by Thursday everybody began TO
treat him coldly. Ii began with my littlest
sister. .JockO took her doll away and
climbed up to the top of the door with it,
where he sat and pulled it to pieces, and
tried its clothes on, only they wouldn't fit
HIM, while sister, who is nothing but little
girl, stood and hOwled as though she were
being killed. This made mother begin to
dislike the monkey and she saidithat if his
conduct was such he couldn't stay in her
house ] call this unkind. for the monkey
was invited into the house, and I've been
told we must bear with visitors.
A little while afterward, while mother was
talking TO Susan on the front piazza, she
heard the sewing-machine mp stairs, and
said, "Well, l never that cook has the impu-
dence to be sewing on my machine without
ever asking leave" So she ran up stairs,
and found that JOckO was working the ma
chine like mad. He'd taken Sues night
gown and fathers black coat and lot of
stockings, and showed them aAslnder the
needle, and was sewing them all together.
Mother boxed his ears, and then she andSue
sat down and worked all the morning trying
to unsew the things with the scissors.
They had to give it up after while, and
the things are sewed together yet, like man
and wife, which no man can put asunder.
All this made my mother more cool toward
the monkey than ever, and / heard her call
him a nasty little beast.
The next day was Sunday, and as Sue was
sitting in the hall waiting for mother TO go
to Church with her, JOcko gets up on her
chair, and pulls the feathers out of her bon
net He thought he was doing right, for he
had seen the cook pulling the feathers off
the chickens, but Sue called him dreadful
names, and said that when father came
home. either she or that monkey would
leave the house.
Father came home early Monday, and
seemed quite pleased with the monkey. He
said ii was an interesting study and he told
Susan that he hoped that she would be con-
tented with fewer beaux, now that there was
a monkey constantly in the house. In a
little while father caught Jocko lathering
himself with the mucilage brush, and with
a kitchen knife already to shave himself
He just laughed at the monkey, and told
me TO take good care of him, and not
let him hurt himself OF course | was
dreadfully pleased to find that father
liked JockO, and knew il was because he
was Uldu, dIu Ildu UlOTt StllSt llldn plIlS.
But was only deceiving myself and leaning
on a broken weed. That very evening when
father went into his studio after supper he
found JOcko on his desk He had torn all
his papers to pieces, except a splendid new
map, and that he was covering with ink,
and making believe that he was writing a
Presidents Message about the Panama
Canal. Father was Just raging He took
Jocko by the scruff of the neck, locked him
in the closet, and sent him away by express
the next morning to man in the city with
orders to sell him.
The expresman afterward told Mr. Travers
hat the monkey pretty nearly killed every
body on the train, for he got hold of the sig
nal cord and pulled it. and the engineer
thought il was the conductor and stopped
the train, and another train Just behind il
came within an inch of running into il
and smashing it to pieces Jocko did the
same thing three times before they found
cut what was the matter and tied him up
so that he couldn't reach the cord. Oh, he
was just beautiful But | shall never see
him again, and Mr.. Travers says that it's all
right and that I'm monkey enough for one
house. That's because Sue has been saying
things against the monkey to him. but
never mind.
First my dog went, and now my monkey
has gone. 1t seems as if everything that is
beautiful must disappear. Very likely |
shall go next and when am gone, let them
find the dog and the monkey, and bury us
together.