e boy.
Toby motioned him to get in, too, but he clung to his hand, and scolded
so furiously that it was apparent he had no idea of leaving his boy
companion. One of the men stepped up and was about to force him into the
wagon, when the proprietor ordered him to stop.
"What boy is that?" he asked.
"Job Lord's new boy," said someone in the crowd.
The man asked Toby how it was that he had succeeded in capturing all the
runaways; and he answered, gravely:
"Mr. Stubbs an' I are good friends, an' when he saw the others runnin'
away he just stopped 'em an' brought 'em back to me. I wish you'd let
Mr. Stubbs ride with me; we like each other a good deal."
"You can do just what you please with Mr. Stubbs, as you call him. I
expected to lose half the monkeys in that cage, and you have brought
back every one. That monkey shall be yours, and you may put him in the
cage whenever you want to, or take him with you, just as you choose, for
he belongs entirely to you."
Toby's joy knew no bounds; he put his arm around the monkey's neck, and
the monkey clung firmly to him, until even Job Lord was touched at the
evidence of affection between the two.
While the wagon was being repaired Toby and the monkey stood hand in
hand watching the work go on, while those in the cage scolded and raved
because they had been induced to return to captivity. After a while the
old monkey seated himself on Toby's arm and cuddled close up to him,
uttering now and then a contented sort of a little squeak as the boy
talked to him.
That night Mr. Stubbs slept in Toby's arms, in the band wagon, and both
boy and monkey appeared very well contented with their lot, which a
short time previous had seemed so hard.
When Toby awakened to his second day's work with the circus his monkey
friend was seated by his side, gravely exploring his pockets, and all
the boy's treasures were being spread out on the floor of the wagon by
his side. Toby remonstrated with him on this breach of confidence, but
Mr. Stubbs was more in the mood for sport than for grave conversation,
and the more Toby talked the more mischievous did he become, until
at length the boy gathered up his little store of treasures, took the
monkey by the paw, and walked him toward the cage from which he had
escaped on the previous night.
"Now, Mr. Stubbs," said Toby, speaking in an injured tone, "you must go
in here and stay till I have got more time to fool with you."
He opened the door
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