ould see no one to whom he might talk. "I'm going
to cut up! Hi yi!" he shouted. "I'm going to jump and turn somersaults
and everything."

And with that he began leaping about on the soft, green grass. He
jumped this way and that. He jumped forward and backward and he turned
front somersaults and backward somersaults.

Then, all of a sudden, a voice called, saying:

"What in the world are you doing, my friend?"

The Monkey stopped short, and flipped his tail from side to side.

"Well, I don't see you, and I don't know who you are," he said, "but if
you want to know what I'm doing, I'm cutting up Monkeyshines! That's
what I'm doing! Cutting up Monkeyshines!"

CHAPTER VI

IN A CAVE

Out from under a large, green leaf, underneath which he had been
sitting, crawled a long green creature. The green creature looked at the
brown Monkey, who, after jumping about, sat down on a little hummock of
grass to rest.

"What did you say you were doing?" asked the bug.

"Cutting up Monkeyshines," was the answer. "We Monkeys, whether we are
toys or not, call our fun 'Monkeyshines,' and I thought I'd cut up a few
while I was here by myself. I didn't know you minded."

"Oh, bless you, I don't mind," said the green creature. "I like to watch
you. It is fun. You are quite a jumper, and I am something of a jumper
myself."

"Who are you?" asked the Monkey.

"I'm a Grasshopper," was the answer. "I live here in this green meadow
and sing songs all day long."

"I am glad to meet you, Mr. Grasshopper," said the Monkey. "Singing
songs must be nice."

So the Monkey and the Grasshopper sat there talking together. The Monkey
told the different things that had happened to him from the time he had
awakened in a box on the breakfast table until he fell off Carlo's back.

"Do you have any adventures here in the meadow?" asked the chap who had
been cutting up Monkeyshines.

"Oh, yes, we have had things happen here," said the Grasshopper. "Of
course they are not as exciting as those you have told me about. But we
rather like them. Do you want to----"

But just then something began running through the tall grass a short
distance away from where the Monkey sat on a hummock. At first the
Monkey thought it was Carlo, the dog, coming back, but in another moment
he saw a pink nose and two long, flapping ears.

He knew then it was not Carlo, but he thought it was another friend of
his, so the Monkey called:

"I say! Hold on there