told about finding them in her desk with an upset bottle of ink. He
related how he had taken them home over-night for safe keeping.

"And so your little girl cleaned them," said the teacher. "That was very
good of her, and I am going to make her happy. You may take back to her
this doll, with the make-believe tanned face."

"Are you really going to give my little girl the doll?" asked the
janitor.

"Yes," replied the teacher. "The little girl from whom I took the doll
is not coming back to this school any more, and her mother sent word I
might give the doll away. So I'll give her to your little girl."

"That is very kind of you," said the janitor. "My little girl will be
happy."

The Monkey was put back in the desk until after school. Then Herbert was
called up.

"Here is your Monkey on a Stick, Herbert," said the teacher. "You must
not bring him to school again."

"No'm, I won't!" promised the little boy.

"I am sorry he got that blot of ink on the end of his tail," went on the
teacher.

"Oh, I don't mind," said Herbert, with a smile. "He can climb his stick
just the same."