like that," went on the Monkey.

"Well, you're tied on, so I don't believe you'll fall," replied the dog.
"Those boys are used to tying things. Once they tied Madeline's Candy
Rabbit on the end of a kite tail, and he nearly went to the moon, I
guess."

"Oh, yes, I heard about that," said the Monkey. "Only I heard it was a
star, not the moon."

And then he noticed that he was tied on rather tightly, and he felt
there was not much chance of his falling. So he did not hold so hard to
the dog's back, and Carlo was glad of this.

Herbert and Dick, looking back to see if Carlo was running after them
(which indeed he was) saw the Monkey bobbing to and fro on the dog's
back.

"It looks just as if the Monkey was holding on, doesn't it?" asked Dick
of his chum.

"Yes, it does," admitted Herbert. "Wouldn't it be funny if my Monkey was
_really_ alive, as your dog is, and could ride him whenever he wanted
to?"

"It would be funny," said Dick. "Very funny!"

Pretty soon the boys came to a little brook that ran through the meadow.
They stopped on the edge, and looked down into the water in which tiny
fishes were swimming.