"Hold still a minute, Carlo!" called Dick, for the dog was wiggling and
twisting around. "Hold still and we'll soon be ready."

"How are you going to make him run, after we get the Monkey fastened on
his back?" asked Herbert.

"Oh, that's easy," Dick answered. "We'll just run down the meadow toward
the brook and he'll follow us all right. He'll give the Monkey a fine
ride, won't you, Carlo?"

"Bow wow!" barked the dog, which, I suppose, was his way of saying:
"Yes!"

"Well, I surely hope nothing serious will happen," thought the Monkey,
as he found himself being tied on the dog's fuzzy back. "I have had many
adventures, but never one like this. I hope nothing terrible happens!"

In another minute the boys tied the last knot. There sat the Monkey, off
his stick, on Carlo's back.

"Come on, now!" cried Dick, and he and Herbert started to run.

With a bark Carlo took after them, the Monkey bobbing backward and
forward on the dog's back.

"As long as they can't very well see me, I'll grab hold of the dog's
hair in my hands," said the Monkey. "In that way I can hold on better.
Some of the strings may break."

He clutched his hands tightly in the dog's hair. Carlo ran faster and