a ride on a dog's back. What a wonderful adventure it may be!"

The Monkey was not afraid. He was a courageous chap, almost as brave as
the Bold Tin Soldier. One has to be brave to climb up and down a stick
day after day, and turn somersaults from the top; I think.

"How can we make my Monkey stay on your Carlo's back?" asked Herbert, as
they reached Dick's house.

"We can tie him on, same as my sister once tied her Sawdust Doll to the
back of the Lamb on Wheels," Dick answered.

"And maybe, some day, we can have a little show," said Herbert.

"What kind of show?" Dick asked, as he ate the last piece of candy he
had bought on his way from school, having shared some with Herbert.

"Oh, a show with my Monkey in it, and your Rocking Horse, and Arnold's
Tin Soldiers, and Mirabell's Lamb and Madeline's Candy Rabbit," Herbert
replied.

"Here, Carlo! Carlo!" called Dick. "Come and give Herbert's Monkey a
ride on your back."

Carlo came running up, wagging his tail. He liked to play with the boys,
and he did not make a bit of fuss when Dick and Herbert tied the Monkey
on his back. Of course the Monkey was taken off his stick for this
strange ride. He was tied on with bits of string, as the boys had plenty
of this in their pockets.