followed by an immense
amount of jabbering, as they gathered in little groups, no doubt
discussing the merits of the action and the valor of the hero. Doubtless
the monkey I had slain was a great tyrant over the others, by reason of
his superior size and strength, and they were congratulating one another
upon their deliverance from his hated rule.

His last victim--poor little fellow!--I raised from the ground, washed
his wounds, and, gathering some plantain-leaves, placed them carefully
over the lacerated flesh, and bound them on snugly and firmly with
strips of palm-leaf.

The little creature looked at me very affectionately, evincing by his
expression the deepest gratitude.

As he was in a very sad plight indeed, I nursed and petted him until
quite late in the afternoon, his companions not far off observing my
movements with great interest. At last I said to the wounded monkey:

"Now, little fellow, go your way in peace. Take care of yourself, and
you will get well. Good-bye!"

I took my basket and started up the hill. Occasionally I looked back to
see what he was doing, and each time his gaze was fixed on me; and when
I had entirely lost sight of him, I began to regret that I had not taken
him with me and cared for him until he should get well.

Pippity, as I returned, was overjoyed to see me. He had certainly grown
anxious at my long absence.

"Pippity," I said, "I shall not go down again into the valley for a long
time. We have had cocoa-nuts enough lately; let us enjoy that which is
around us."

But, after a couple of months had passed away, knowing that Pippity was
very fond of the cocoa-nuts (and I, too, liked very much the milk they
contained), I determined to go and get some more.

I was getting the nuts down from the trees as best I could, when, all at
once, I was surprised at their falling around me fast and thick, and on
looking up, there was a little monkey throwing them down! At first, I
thought he was throwing them at me; but he stopped when he saw me
looking up, and I went on gathering and putting them in the basket. Not
one of them that had been thrown down had hit me, so I concluded that
the monkey had no evil design, but that, on the contrary, he was trying
to do me a good turn.

"That's a pretty good sort of monkey," I thought, "and I wouldn't mind
meeting him any time I come down. He has saved me to-day considerable
trouble."

Then, up the mountain I went, and got back home quite ea