"An automobile? Why, my dear boy, what would you do with an automobile?" asked Mrs. Kinkytail.

 

"Oh, yes; please do get us one, mother!" begged Jumpo.

 

"Oh, my! I never heard of such a thing!" cried the monkeys' mamma, as she trimmed the dough³ off the edge of an apple pie and put it in the oven to bake. "What could you possibly do with it—you two little boys?"

 

"Why, we could soon learn to run it," said Jacko. "Then we could go to school in it, and come home and take papa to the hand organ factory, and take you to the store, and we could even take out parties on excursion trips and make money that way."

 

 

"What would you do when your auto¹ wouldn't go?" asked Mrs. Kinkytail, as she got ready to bake a chocolate cocoanut cake with cherries on the top.

 

"Oh, we could take turns pulling it then," spoke⁴ Jumpo. "Uncle Wiggily has one, so why can't we?"

 

"Uncle Wiggily is rich, since he found his fortune," said Mrs. Kinkytail, "but your papa and I haven't money enough to buy even a set of tires for an auto. Still, if you boys could earn the money yourselves you might get one," she said. Of course, she was only joking, for she never thought the boys would take her in earnest. But they did.

 

"All right, then, we'll earn the money," said Jacko. "Come on, Jumpo."

 

"Don't stay away too long," cautioned their mamma, and she smiled as the two little monkey boys slid down the tree in which the house was built, and hurried away.

 

"How are we going to make money?" asked Jumpo, as he followed after his brother. "Are you going to gather up old rags, bones and bottles, and sell them?"

 

"Come on, I'll show you," spoke Jacko, as he tied his tail in a bow knot to keep it from dragging in the dust. "I'm going to the hand organ factory, where papa works, and I'm going to ask him to lend us an old organ. Then you and I will go around and play music and people will give us pennies. We'll soon have enough to buy an automobile."

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