And the Monkey really could. The ink on his tail didn't bother him a
bit. Up and down the stick he went, when Herbert pulled the string, and
even the teacher had to laugh, the Monkey was so funny.

"I'm so glad I have my Monkey back!" thought Herbert as he ran along the
street.

All the other boys and girls were ahead of him, as he had been kept in
a little while after school to get his toy back. All at once, as Herbert
was passing a candy store, he saw, coming out of it, Dick, the boy who
owned the White Rocking Horse.

"Oh, hello, Herbert!" called Dick, giving his friend a piece of candy.
"So you have your Monkey back!"

"Yes," Herbert answered. "I stayed in to get him."

"I know how we can have some fun with him," went on Dick.

"How?" Herbert wanted to know.

"We can give him a ride on the back of our dog Carlo," went on Dick. "We
can take the Monkey off the stick, and tie him on Carlo's back. Then
Carlo will run and the Monkey will have a fine ride."

The two boys hurried down the street toward Dick's house.

"This world is full of surprises," thought the Monkey. "I wonder what
my toy friends in the store would think if they knew I was going to have