Partly," answered Aunt Sallie. "I telephoned for the fire department,
and when I heard your automobile in the side yard I thought it was the
firemen."

"But why did you send for the firemen when you found out the chimney
wasn't burning?" Uncle Toby asked.

"I thought they could get the monkey down with ladders," was the
housekeeper's reply.

"Then why did you send for the police?" went on Uncle Toby.

"To keep the crowd in order," sighed Aunt Sallie. "Oh, I've had such a
time! Some of the boys cut up so, and threw snowballs at Jack."

"My goodness! That's so, it is snowing!" cried Uncle Toby, as if, for
the time, he had forgotten all about it. "Poor Jack will catch his death
of cold up there on the roof in the storm. How did he get out? Never
mind; don't tell me now! I must get him down before he gets pneumonia.
Monkeys are very likely to get that if they get a chill."

"I don't believe he'll get cold," said Aunt Sallie. "He has a coat on."

"A coat on? Whose coat?"

"One of your old ones," answered Aunt Sallie. "He grabbed it up off the
rack as he scrambled out of the window and climbed the rain-water pipe
to the roof. If any one can get him down, you can, Uncle Toby."

"Yes, I guess I can. Jack always minds me. But it's hard to see him in
the dark."

"Oh, the electric light in front shines right on the roof," replied Aunt
Sallie. "And as the roof is white with snow, Jack shows quite plain. Do
get him down so the crowd will go away."

"Are the rest of the pets all right?" asked Mr. Bardeen.

"Yes," said Aunt Sallie, and the listening children were glad to hear
this.

"Come on in, Curlytops!" called Uncle Toby from the side porch. "There
isn't anything serious the matter. Jack has just gotten up on the roof,
that's all. It isn't the first time, for he often does it in summer, but
I never knew him to go out in the cold before. I guess he wants to show
that he'd be all right for taking out to Crystal Lake, but I'm not
going to humor him. Come on in Curlytops and the rest of you children!"

Out of the car scrambled the children, eager to see and hear all that
was going on. They had hardly more than reached the porch than out in
front of Uncle Toby's house sounded a rapidly clanging bell.

"Oh, here comes firemans! Here comes firemans!" shouted Trouble, jumping
up and down in delight.

And, surely enough, in the electrically lighted street could be seen the
glittering fire engine and the hook and ladder t