<h2><SPAN name="STORY_XII" id="STORY_XII" ></SPAN>STORY XII</h2>
<h3>UNCLE WIGGILY AND THE FUNNY MONKEY</h3>
<p>It was a bright and beautiful sunshiny day, and Uncle Wiggily was hopping
along the road, thinking many thoughts and about the busy bug and the
black cricket and all things like that and how hard it was to look and
look for your fortune and never find it, when all of a sudden, just as he
happened to put his crutch down on a round stone, it slipped, and down he
fell kerthump.</p>
<p>"Oh, wow! Ouch!" cried the old gentleman rabbit as he bumped his nose on a
sharp stick. "That hurt! My, I hope I haven't broken one of my ears or
paw-nails. If I did I'll have to get in the ambulance and go to the
hospital."</p>
<p>So he sat up very slowly and carefully and looked himself all over and he
was glad to see that he hadn't broken anything except a lettuce sandwich
that he carried in his satchel and, as it was just as good broken as it
was whole, it didn't matter much.</p>
<p>"Oh, are you hurt?" suddenly cried a voice, as Uncle Wiggily took some
dirt out of his left ear. "If you are I can give you something to put on
your cuts," and out from under a big leaf came a beautiful butterfly.</p>
<p>"What can you put on my cuts?" asked the rabbit.</p>
<p>"Oh, I can get some sticky gum from a tree or a flower and spread it on a
leaf and make some court plaster," spoke the butterfly. "It will cure a
cut very quickly."</p>
<p>"Thank you very much," said Uncle Wiggily, "but very luckily I haven't any
cuts. I'm all right, I guess, but because you are so kind to me here is
just a drop of honey that I found in the bottom of my satchel. The bee
gave it to me." So he handed to the kind butterfly a little honey he had
left. The butterfly was very glad to get it, and fluttered away, jumping
from one flower to another as easily as a boy can spin his top.</p>
<p>Then the old gentleman rabbit traveled on, and pretty soon, when it was
just about time for dinner, he came to a beautiful place in the woods. The
trees were nice and green and shady, and there was a little brook that was
bubbling and babbling over the mossy stones and then all at once Uncle
Wiggily heard the queerest music he had ever heard. It was like
forty-'leven bands all playing in the park at once.</p>
<p>"My, I must be near a big picnic!" cried the rabbit. "I shall have to look
out for myself, or some boys may chase me."</p>
<p>The music kept getting louder but still the old gentleman rabbit didn't
see any people, and he went on very slowly until he came to a little house
built of shingles, and there in front of it sat a monkey. And he was the
funniest monkey you ever saw.</p>
<p>For that monkey was playing five hand organs all at once. Yes, just as
true as I'm telling you, he was. He played one organ with his left paw and
he played another organ with his right paw, and he played still another
with his left foot and he twisted the crank of another with his right
foot. And then, to finish off with, he whirled around the crank of the
fifth organ with his long tail. Oh, he was a smart monkey, I tell you!</p>
<p>"My! This is almost as good as a circus!" exclaimed Uncle Wiggily. "I'm
glad I came this way."</p>
<p>Well, that funny monkey played faster than ever, and on one organ he
played the tune "Please Bring Your Umbrella Inside When it Rains," and on
another he played "May I Have Some of Your Ice Cream Cone if I Give You a
Kiss?" And on the third hand organ the monkey was playing the tune "Come
Out Into the Hammock and See Who'll Fall Out First," and another tune was
"Please Don't Let that Big Black Bug Tickle Me," and on the organ that he
twisted with his tail the monkey ground out the song "Come On Inside the
Motorboat and Have a Nice, Cool Swim."</p>
<p>"My, how do you do it?" asked the rabbit of the monkey. "You must be very
musical."</p>
<p>"Oh, it comes natural to me," said the monkey, not a bit proud like.</p>
<p>"But where did you get so many organs?"</p>
<p>"Oh, I saved up my pennies for them," said the monkey. "You see, it was
this way. I used to work for a man who had a hand organ, and he used to
take me around with him to climb up on the porches, and in the
second-story windows to get the pennies from the children. Well, I always
loved music, and I wanted the man to let me play his organ, but he never
would. So I made up my mind I would save up all my pennies and some day
buy an organ for myself.</p>
<p>"Well, I did that, for you know often when I used to go around to collect
pennies for the man, some children would give me a few for myself. Finally
I got rich and I didn't work for the man any longer, and I had enough to
buy five hand organs, for I can play five at once. Then I came here, and
built this shingle house and every day I amuse myself by playing tunes,
and I never have to climb up the rainwater pipe to get money. Oh, it is a
happy life," and the monkey felt so funny that he hung by his tail from a
tree branch, and made faces at Uncle Wiggily—just in fun, you understand.</p>
<p>Uncle Wiggily was very glad he had met the monkey, and he listened to the
music, and the monkey even let the rabbit play one tune for himself, and
it was called, "When You Wiggle Your Wiggily Ears Wiggle Them Good and
Hard."</p>
<p>And then, all of a sudden, just as that tune was finished, there was a
terrible noise in the bushes.</p>
<p>"My goodness! What's that?" cried the monkey as he hopped up on top of one
of his hand organs and curled his tail around the handle.</p>
<p>"It sounds like a bear!" said the rabbit. "But don't worry. I'll do just
as the cricket did to the alligator and make him laugh so that he won't
hurt us."</p>
<p>"Good!" cried the monkey. And then the noise became louder and out from
the bushes popped a big animal. But it was an elephant instead of a bear,
and as soon as he saw the monkey and Uncle Wiggily he ran up to them and
shook his trunk at them and cried:</p>
<p>"Oh, I'm so glad to see you! I just got away from the circus, and I want
to have some fun!" and he was as kind and gentle as he could be and he and
Uncle Wiggily had quite an adventure the next day.</p>
<p>I'll tell you about it on the next page, when, in case the little boy
across the street doesn't tickle my pussy cat and make him sneeze the
rubbers off the umbrella plant, the story will be about Uncle Wiggily and
the big dog.</p>
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