Bunny Brown and his Sister Sue Giving a Show by Laura Lee Hope
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on a high shelf. "Come on down, that's a good chap! Come on down!"
"He doesn't seem to want to come," suggested a man with a red moustache. "Oh, I'll get him. He needs a little coaxing," returned the old sailor. "Come on down, Wango!" he went on. Wango looked at the egg beater he held in one paw, and then, seeing the little handle which turned the wheel, he began to twist it. To do this he dropped the pie pans he held in the other paw and they fell to the floor with a crash. "Land goodness, he certainly makes noise enough!" said one of the women in the store, covering her ears with her hands. Perched above the heads of the crowd, and paying no attention to the calls of Jed Winkler, the monkey began turning the egg beater. He seemed to like that most of all. "Maybe he thinks it's a hand organ," suggested Bunny Brown, and the people in the store laughed. "Come on, Wango! Come down!" cried Mr. Winkler, but the monkey would not leap down from the high shelf. "Guess you'll have to climb up and get him yourself, Jed," suggested Mr. Reinberg, who kept the drygoods store next door. He had run in, together with other neighboring shopkeepers, to see what the excitement was about. |
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