"who wants to stay in this afternoon, and help me clean the blackboards?" asked the owl lady teacher one day as it was almost time for the animal pupils to go home.

"i do!" cried jacko and jumpo kinkytail.

"i do!" cried jackie and peetie bow wow the puppy dog boys.

"so do i!" exclaimed johnnie and billie bushytail, the squirrels.

and all the other children, including the three wibblewobbles, dottie and munchie trot, buddy and brighteyes pigg—all of them—said they also would be glad to help teacher.

"but i only need one," said the owl lady, "and as jacko has been a very good boy lately i'll let him stay."

well, of course the others were somewhat disappointed, which means sorry, but there was no help for it, and they always did as teacher told them to, except sometimes, but this was not one of those times.

so they all went out, leaving jacko the monkey boy and the teacher in the schoolroom, with the blackboards all covered with words, and sentences, and examples, and number work and maps of different countries, including the one where cocoanuts grow.

jacko took the erasers and a cloth and so did the teacher and they began work. the red monkey boy could hear the other animal chaps playing ball outside, and getting ready to fly their kites, and the girls were shouting and giggling and screaming like anything, and they didn't know why they did it, either, but girls most always scream, you know.

"they are having lots of fun," said the owl teacher to jacko, "aren't you sorry you stayed in to help me?"

"no'm," said jacko, politely, and he brushed the chalk marks off the blackboards harder than ever. then, after a while, when there was only one more board left to clean, the teacher said:

"well, jacko, thank you very much. you have been a great help to me. run along now and have a good time."

but it was getting late then, and the other animal boys and girls had gone home. so jacko,[pg 104] putting his books in a loop in his kinky tail, also started for his house.

he had to go through rather a dark piece of woods, but he didn't mind that, for he made up his mind to run as fast as he could, so the burglar fox, or the wolf, wouldn't get him.

and pretty soon he came to the woods, so, holding his books tighter than ever in his tail, away he started. and, just as he got to a hollow stump a voice called to him:

"hold on there, jacko kinkytail! wait a minute!"

"indeed, i will not!" cried jacko, thinking it was the burglar fox, but he happened to look back, and he saw that it was a kind old gentleman squirrel, who was perched on the stump, eating a butternut.

"i just thought you might be hungry, and would like some chestnuts," went on the squirrel. "i have more than i need. help yourself to a handful."

"thank you, i will," said jacko, so he took some chestnuts for himself, and some for his brother jumpo. then jacko hurried on, as it was getting darker, and on the way he ate some of the chestnuts. and, whether it was because he was frightened, or because he was so busy eating the chestnuts and throwing away the shells, i can't say for sure—at any rate poor jacko was soon lost in the woods, with night coming on, and he couldn't find the right path.

it wasn't because jacko didn't look for the path home that he couldn't find it; no, indeed, for he searched as hard as ever a monkey boy could. but that path stayed lost.

"oh, dear! what shall i do?" said the red monkey finally. "i'm afraid i'll have to stay in these woods forever, and never see my mamma or papa or brother jumpo again! oh, dear! oh, dear!"

then he put his hand in his pocket, and he happened to feel a box of matches. finding them gave him an idea.

"i'll just make a little camp fire," he said. "then, if i have to stay in the woods all night i'll be warm. and perhaps my papa and brother will come to search for me, and they can tell where i am by the light of the fire. i'll build one."

it didn't take the monkey boy long to gather up some sticks and make a fire, and soon it was blazing merrily, while he sat down in front of it, on a flat stone, and looked at the flames. then he thought of something else.

"roast chestnuts! why not?" he exclaimed. "i'm hungry and they will be just the thing for my supper."

so he took some of the chestnuts the squirrel had given him, and put them in the hot ashes to roast. well, the nuts were almost ready to eat, after they had cooled a bit, when, all of a sudden, something reached around jacko's neck from the darkness behind him, and a voice cried out:

"ah, ha! this time i've got you sure! i thought i'd find something for my supper if i came out, and i have!"

jacko turned around and saw that the savage wolf had hold of him.

"oh, please let me go!" cried the poor monkey boy. he struggled to get loose, but couldn't.

"indeed i'll not let you go!" snarled the wolf. "i'm going to sit down by your fire, and get warm, and then i'll carry you off to my den." well, jacko felt dreadfully on hearing that. but just you wait and see what happens, if you please.

all of a sudden, just as the wolf was getting ready to carry the monkey boy off to his den, the chestnuts in the fire began bursting and popping from the heat.

"bang-bang!" they went, like fire-crackers. my! what a noise they made as they exploded.[pg 107]

"oh, i'm shot! i'm hit! some one is shooting guns at me! oh, please, don't kill me! i'll be good! i won't eat jacko! i was only fooling!" cried the wolf, in a great fright.

"bang-bang!" went more chestnuts, and some of them hit the wolf in the eye. then he gave three and a half howls, let go of jacko and ran off in the woods as fast as he could go.

then jacko heard a great shouting, and up rushed his papa and his brother jumpo, who had been looking all over for him. they heard the bursting chestnuts and they hurried toward the sound, finding the lost monkey boy just in time. they soon showed him the way home, and so the wolf didn't have any supper that night, and everybody said jacko was a very brave little monkey chap, and i think so myself; don't you?

now in case a little pig with a curly tail doesn't take my red necktie to wear to the picnic and make the angle worm laugh and turn a somersault, i'll tell you next about the kinkytails making money.