g and catching ceased, and the
monkeys which had been in sight disappeared, with the exception of our
little friend, who sprang, all elasticity and animation, into our
domicile.

"Now, come, my little friend, sit up and have something to eat," I said.
"You must be hungry after the expenditure of so much energy. We had
given you up for lost; but now, after this evidence of your good-will
toward us, we are satisfied that you really intend to remain with us."

I wished the monkey was able to relate to us how he managed to assemble
so many of his friends, and to get them to act with such perfect accord;
and how, in the first place, he could make them understand what he
wished them to do. Of course, not being able to talk, he could give us
no explanation of how the thing was brought about. I could therefore
only form an opinion in the matter, which was as follows:

Our little friend was undoubtedly a great favorite with his fellows, and
although he was as gentle as a kitten he was not without power, and his
companions were ever ready to serve him out of sheer good-will. When,
therefore, after he had been rescued from the ferocious monkey, his
appreciation of a kind action naturally enkindled in him a desire to
return the favor in some way, he threw me the cocoa-nuts from the trees;
and, although I believe that from the first he felt an ardent desire to
be near his benefactor, his natural modesty prevented his thrusting
himself upon me without considerable preliminary skirmishing. His
fellow monkeys, keenly sensible of his noble qualities, and happy in
having got rid of the odious despot who had so long oppressed them, were
only too glad to aid him in any reasonable and honorable project which
might benefit the hero who had slain their hated ruler. But by what
queer signs and by what sort of jabbering our little monkey had made his
wishes known to his companions, only he and they knew.

I now took occasion to tell our four-handed friend that he must have a
name.

"'Grilly' you shall be called," I said; "and, although you cannot utter
our names, common politeness requires that you be informed of them.
There is Pippity, the parrot, and here am I, Frank, the man."

As Pippity was a good scholar, while Grilly yet remained uneducated, it
was a source of grief to me that the monkey continued in his deplorable
ignorance in the midst of such enlightened society.

What was to be done?

Talk he could not. There was not the sli