man or the monkey."

"Giddap!" called Mr. Anderson to his horse. "We must try someone else."

They drove along a little farther, and next they met Sam White, a colored
man, who cut grass and did other work for the neighbors of the
Curlytops.

"Oh, Sam! have you seen our monkey, Jack?" called Teddy.

"Seen a monkey? No'm, I hasn't," answered the colored man, who had been
wheeling a lawn-mower.

"Did you see a hand-organ man?" asked Janet.

"Yes'm, I done seen a hand-organ man," was the answer. "He's jest 'round
de corner ob de next street. But I didn't see him hab no monkey."

"Maybe he has our monkey hidden inside the hand-organ so no one will see
Jack!" cried Teddy. "Please hurry, Mr. Anderson!"

"I will," promised the grocery man. "Giddap there, Molasses!" he called
to his horse. "We're in a hurry!"

And as they turned the corner of the street, toward which Sam White had
pointed, there came to the ears of the Curlytops the strains of
hand-organ music.

"There he is! I see him!" cried Janet, pointing. "He's stopped, and he's
playing!"

"Yes, and I see our monkey, too!" added Teddy. "Please hurry down there,
Mr. Anderson, and we'll take Jack away from that bad hand-organ man."

"Maybe it isn't your monkey," said the grocer. "All monkeys look alike to
me. I couldn't tell one from the other, but maybe you can. Giddap,
Molasses!" he called again to his horse, and down the street clattered
the Curlytops.

They came to a stop in front of the organ grinder just as the
dark-colored Italian ground out the last strains of a tune. And there,
surely enough, perched on the top of the organ, was a monkey.

"Jack! Jack! Come here!" cried Teddy, getting ready to jump down from his
seat in the wagon.

"Come away from that bad man!" added Janet.

The organ grinder turned quickly, gave one look at the Curlytops and at
Mr. Anderson, and then, slinging his organ up on his back, started
hurriedly up the street, taking the monkey with him.

"Here! Hold on a minute!" called the grocer, getting down off the seat,
and then helping Teddy and Janet down. "If you have a monkey belonging to
these children you must give it back, or I'll call a policeman!"

[Illustration: JACK MADE ONE LEAP AND LANDED SAFELY IN TEDDY'S ARMS. "The
Curlytops and Their Pets." Page 174]

"No! No!" jabbered the Italian. "Dis a-monk mine! Long time mine! No
belong childerns! Goo'-bye!"

He would have been off down the street and around the corner