Mappo, the Merry Monkey by Richard Barnum
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page 13 of 99 (13%)
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"Ha! Ha! That's the time I fooled you!" laughed Mappo in his chattering way. Then Jacko gave chase after Mappo again, and the two monkey boys were having lots of fun in the trees, when Mrs. Monkey called to them: "Jacko! Mappo! Come down here. It is time for your new lesson. And you, too, Choo and Chaa! You'll have time to practice a little bit before your father comes home," and she looked down to see if the tiger were there. But the bad animal had gone away. He had heard the monkeys talking about him, and sending a warning all through the jungle where they lived. A jungle, you know, is a great big woods. "What lesson is it going to be, Mamma?" asked Mappo. "You'll soon see," she said. And Mrs. Monkey went into the tree-house, came out with a brown, shaggy thing, about as big as a small football. Have you ever seen one of those? Only, of course, it was not a football. "Oh, what is it, Mamma?" asked Chaa. "I know!" exclaimed Bumpo, as he tried to climb under a branch, and bumped his head. "Ouch!" he cried. |
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