d the Monkey.

"I think you are going to get your wish," was the Grasshopper's answer.
"I hear boys talking and a dog barking. We had better be going, Miss
Cricket. Good-bye, Mr. Monkey on a Stick!"

"Good-bye," called the Cricket.

With that they hopped away. The Monkey listened, and, surely enough, he
heard the barking of a dog and the talking of two boys.

"It was right about here he must have fallen off," said one boy.

"It might have been farther on," said another boy.

And just then the grass began to wave from side to side, and through it
came bursting Carlo, the little dog! At once he saw the Monkey.

"Bow wow! Oh, here you are!" barked Carlo. "I thought I should find
you."

"I'm glad you did," said the Monkey. Then the two friends had no further
chance to talk, for Dick and his chum came running along when they heard
the dog bark.

"Oh, here he is!" cried Herbert. "I've found my lost Monkey. Now I'm
going to put him back on his stick!"

CHAPTER IX

MONKEY IN A TENT

Herbert and Dick, with Carlo the dog, had searched through the meadow
all the afternoon, to find the Monkey, but they did not find him. At
night the two boys had gone to their homes, and Herbert felt sad at
losing his toy.

"Never mind," said Madeline, as she let Herbert hold her Candy Rabbit,
"to-morrow I'll help you look for your Monkey. Maybe he's hiding down in
the tall grass, as Dorothy's Sawdust Doll once did."

"Maybe," said Herbert hopefully. But still he felt sad.

The next day he and Dick and Carlo again went to the meadow. They looked
all around, and at last they found the Monkey, as I have told you.

Of course neither of the boys knew what an adventure the Monkey had had,
nor how he had gone to visit Jack Hare in the cave, and had seen the
little Rabbits. Nor did they know how he had become dried out by
sleeping under the fern leaf.

"Well, now we'll have some fun, as long as I have my Monkey back," said
Herbert, and he and Dick, followed by the dog, went back across the
meadow.

"What are you going to do?" asked Dick.

"Put up a tent and have a show," Herbert answered. "You can bring your
White Rocking Horse, and Arnold can bring his Bold Tin Soldier. If
Dorothy wants to, she can bring her Sawdust Doll, Mirabell can bring
her Lamb of Wheels, and my sister Madeline can bring her Candy Rabbit."

"That'll be a fine show!" cried Dick.

The two little boys hurried back to Herbert's house, and told his mothe