A SMALL girl, with twinkling eyes and a merry face, got up, just behind Miss Laura, and made her way to the front.

"My dranfadder says," she began, in a piping little voice, "dat when he was a little boy his fadder brought him a little monkey from de West Indies.

De naughty boys in de village used to tease de little monkey, and he runned up a tree one day.

Dey was drowing stones at him, and a man dat was paintin' de house druv 'em away.

De monkey runned down de tree, and shook hands wid de man.