entreaty, promising to arrange
the pillows in such a manner that Abner could lie down or sit up, as
best suited him.

"We'll see what the doctor has to say about it," replied Uncle Daniel,
and, with much anxiety, the boys awaited the physician's coming.

"Go? Why, of course he can go, and it will do him good to be
out-of-doors," said the medical gentleman when he made his regular
afternoon visit and Uncle Daniel laid the case before him.

Toby insisted on bringing Mr. Stubbs's brother into the invalid's room
as a signal mark of rejoicing at the victory the doctor had won for
them, and Abner was so delighted with the funny pranks the monkey played
that it would have been difficult to tell by his face that the morning
ride had tired him.

Mr. Stubbs's brother was quite as mischievous as a monkey could be; he
capered around the room, picking at this thing and looking into that,
until Aunt Olive laughed herself tired, and Uncle Daniel declared that
if the other monkey was anything like this one, Toby was right when he
named him Steve Stubbs, so much did he resemble that gentleman in
inquisitiveness.

The day had been so exciting to the boy who had been confined to one
room for several weeks, that he was quite ready to go to bed when Aunt
Olive suggested it; and Toby went about his evening's work with a
lighter heart than he had had since the night he found his crippled
friend lying so still and death-like in the circus wagon.

The next morning Toby was up some time before the sun peeped in through
the crevices of Uncle Daniel's barn to awaken the cows, and he groomed
the tiny ponies till their coats shone like satin. The carriage was
washed until every portion of it reflected one's face like a mirror, and
the harnesses with their silver mountings were free from the slightest
suspicion of dirt.

Then after the cows had been driven to the pasture Mr. Stubbs's brother
was treated to a bath, and was brushed and combed until, losing all
patience at such foolishness, he escaped from his too cleanly-disposed
master, taking refuge on the top of the shed, where he chattered and
scolded at a furious rate as he tried to explain that he had no idea of
coming down until the curry-comb and brush had been put away.

But when the pony team was driven up to the door, and Toby decorated the
bridles of the little horses with some of Aunt Olive's roses, Mr.
Stubbs's brother came down from his high perch, and picked some of the
flower