everyone laughed again.

"As long as there isn't any fire, we'd better get back home," said Mr.
Brown. "Come on, Bunny and Sue."

"Oh, please let us watch 'em get Wango down," begged Bunny. "Did he
really ring the bell?"

"I guess he must have," said Mr. Gordon. "He's a great monkey for
getting loose, and doing tricks. I don't see how we're going to get him
down if he doesn't want to come, though. It's too high to climb after
him."

"If we had some peanuts or lollypops, he'd come down," said Sue. "Once
he was up on a high candy shelf in Mrs. Redden's store, and he came down
for peanuts."

"Well, we might try that," said the store-keeper. "But here comes Mr.
Winkler himself. I guess he'll know how to manage Wango."

The old sailor, who had also been awakened by the ringing of the bell,
came slowly down the street. He looked toward the church steeple in the
moonlight, and saw his pet.

"Wango, you bad monkey! Come right down here!" called Mr. Winkler.

But Wango only chattered, and stayed where he was.

"How'd he get up there?" someone asked.

"Oh, he broke loose in the night, when we were all asleep, and jumped
out of an open window," said Mr. Winkler. "I suppose he must have
climbed up inside the church steeple, and, seeing the bell rope hanging
down, he swung himself by it, as he does on a rope I have fixed for him
at home. His swinging back and forth on the rope rang the bell. I don't
really believe he meant to do it."

And that was how it had happened, and how Wango had made people think
there was a fire in the middle of the night when there wasn't any fire
at all.

"Wango, come down!" called Mr. Winkler.

But the monkey would not come.

"If you had some peanuts he'd come," said Sue.

"I have some peanuts, little Sue," said Mr. Winkler, and he brought out
a handful from his pocket. "Here, Wango, come and get these!" the old
sailor called.

Wango chattered, and came scrambling down the church steeple. He liked
peanuts very much, and he was soon perched on his master's shoulder
eating the brown kernels, and throwing the shells to one side.

"Well, now that everything is over all right, we'll go back home," said
Mr. Brown. "But the next time a bell rings at night, I don't want you
children running out," he said.

"We won't," promised Bunny. "But it was so nice and warm, and moonlight,
that we couldn't stay in, Daddy."

Daddy Brown laughed, and a little later he and his wife, with Bunny and
Sue,