The Tale of Major Monkey | Page 2

was an odd one. In fact, he thought he had never
seen an odder. But if he thought the face a queer one, it was not half as peculiar as the
stranger's actions.
For, as Mr. Crow watched him, the stranger slipped into full view, hanging by his tail and
one hand from a limb, while with the other hand he waved a red cap.
Old Mr. Crow's mouth fell open. For a time he said never a word.
And for him, that was quite out of the ordinary.

II
No 'Possum
At first old Mr. Crow could scarcely believe his eyes. He stared and stared. Certainly it
was no 'possum that he saw. And yet the stranger was hanging by his tail.
There could be no doubt about that. Even as Mr. Crow watched him he waved both hands
at Mr. Crow, and swung by his tail alone.

The old gentleman was terribly upset. During all the summers he had spent in Pleasant
Valley he had never seen any such person there before.
For a moment Mr. Crow was worried about himself. He wondered if he was not ill. He
knew he had eaten a good deal of corn that day. And he half hoped that that was the
trouble--that perhaps he saw something that wasn't really in the tree at all.
Then he remembered the blow on his back. Had the queer person in the tree-top struck
him?... Mr. Crow grew angry.
"Did you hit me?" he called.
"I'm not sure," said the stranger. "But I think I did, for I saw you jump."
"Then you threw something at me!" Mr. Crow screamed.
"Oh, no!" the other replied. "I didn't throw anything at you, sir. I merely dropped
something on your back."
Mr. Crow choked. Perhaps it was as well that he could not speak just then. He coughed
and spluttered and swallowed and swayed back and forth, trying to get his breath. And he
had begun, at last to feel better, when--biff!--something struck him again and all but
knocked him over.
The stranger gave a shrill whistle.
"I threw something that time!" he jeered.
Old Mr. Crow felt that he had been terribly insulted. He looked as dignified as he could.
And he would have turned his back on the stranger--had he dared.
While he was wondering whether he had better fly away, or stay and quarrel with the
rude person who had pelted him, the boorish stranger leaped from the tall tree into the
smaller one where Mr. Crow was sitting. Then, dropping nimbly from limb to limb, with
the help of his hands and his feet and his tail, he stopped at last when he had reached Mr.
Crow's level.
One thing was certain. The stranger was bold as brass. He looked Mr. Crow up and down.
And then he said:
"You're a gay old bird! What's your name?"
Now, no doubt some people would have been angry. But Mr. Crow rather liked to be
called gay, because he couldn't help looking solemn. And most people knew he was very
old. And everybody was aware he was a bird. So he said hoarsely:
"My name is Mister Crow--and please don't forget the Mister."
The stranger put on his flat-topped red cap and touched the visor smartly with his right

hand, in a military manner.
Old Mr. Crow couldn't help admiring the newcomer's clothes. He wore a red coat
trimmed with gold braid, and bright blue trousers.
"That's a handsome suit that you have on," Mr. Crow observed. "I shouldn't mind having
one like it myself."
The stranger seemed pleased. And he touched his cap again.
"I'm afraid you can't have a suit like this," he said. "It's a uniform--that's what it is. And,
of course, a plain Mister like you can't wear a uniform. But I wear one because I'm a
soldier."
Old Mr. Crow was disappointed. But he soon brightened up. Though he wasn't a soldier
himself, at least it was pleasant to know one. So he decided to forget that he had been
angry with the stranger.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"Major Monkey," said the newcomer, knocking off his cap with one hand and catching it
with the other as it fell. "When you speak to me, please don't forget the Major," he added.

III
Getting Acquainted
Major Monkey and old Mr. Crow had a long talk. They got on famously together,
because the old gentleman liked to pry into other people's affairs and the Major loved to
talk about himself.
In reply to Mr. Crow's questions, Major Monkey explained that he was a great traveller.
And having found himself in the village a few miles away, he had taken a notion to see
the surrounding country.
"This is a delightful spot,"