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He could not go very fast, for he was aged, and he was a little lame, because of rheumatism, from having been out so many cold and wet nights when he was a sailor on a ship. "Well, well, youngsters!" exclaimed Mr. Winkler. "You had quite a spill; didn't you?" "But we didn't get hurt," said Bunny, who was looking at the wagon and harness to see that it was not broken.
"And I've searched high and low for it all over this house, but I can't find it!" said Miss Winkler. Bunny and Sue did not know quite what to make of all the excitement over the lost wig which Mr. Treadwell wore on his head in certain parts of the play. So they stood to one side while the search went on. Sue looked in the sitting room, while Mr.
I'll make Jed put a good lock on the monkey-cage after this. Now come out to the kitchen and I'll give you each a cookie." Wango seemed to want a cookie also, for he chattered and made queer faces as he shook the door of his cage. "No, indeed! You sha'n't have a bit!" scolded Miss Winkler. "You were very bad." Wango chattered louder than ever.
If I use one like if in the play I'll have to send to New York for another. My wig is lost." "No, it isn't, either!" exclaimed Miss Winkler. "There it is on Wango!" She pointed to the monkey, which, just then, ran around from behind the chair on which he had been standing. And, surely enough Wango had on the big, white wig for which Mr. Treadwell and Miss Winkler had been searching so long.
The negotiations continued, but the interest of the King had slackened; the proceedings of the Collegium Charitativum at Berlin, which sat under the presidency of Bishop Ursinus, were somewhat discredited by the wilder schemes started by Winkler, one of its chief members; the grave political questions debated at Utrecht diverted attention from ecclesiastical matters; Archbishop Sharp, who had taken an active part in the correspondence, became infirm; and the conferences were finally brought to a termination by the death, early in 1713, of Frederick I. Frederick William's rough and contracted mind was far too much absorbed in the care of his giant regiment, and in the amassing of treasure, to feel the slightest concern in matters so entirely uncongenial to his temper as plans for the advancement of Church unity.
"Yes, and my lovely ring is lost, and it hasn't been found," and Aunt Lu looked at the finger on which used to sparkle the diamond. "I wish I could find it for you," said Bunny. "But Sue and I have looked everywhere." "I know you have, my dear." As Bunny and his mother reached the street they saw Jed Winkler walking along, carrying a long chain that rattled.
Oh, Sue, let's go home and get our Splash, and sic him on the tramp!" By this time Miss Winkler had reached the kitchen door. Bunny and Sue, with Lucile and Mart, stood to one side, so the sailor's sister could go in and stop the funny old man from taking her cookies. Into the kitchen hurried Miss Winkler.
"Indeed! Wango must be a funny monkey!" said Mr. Clayton. "He's funny, and so's Miss Winkler," said Bunny. They all laughed at this, and then Mr. Clayton told his story. He had been an actor as were many of his relatives, including Mart and Lucile. He had been stricken blind some years before, and had been in many Homes and hospitals, trying to get cured.
For as the letter carrier passed him, he called out: 'Haven't you anything for me? and as the man shook his head Winkler seemed greatly disappointed and depressed. Before he left to go to lunch, he wrote a hasty letter, which he put in his pocket. "He came in half an hour later than the rest of us. He had often been reprimanded for his lack of punctuality, but it seemed to do no good.
"It's about our show." "That will keep until later," said Mrs. Brown with a smile. "I want you to come back with me now and help entertain the company," and she smiled and nodded to Mart and Lucile Clayton. "Oh, yes. I I didn't mean to be impolite," said Bunny, as he walked slowly back. "But I wanted to ask Mr. Winkler if we could have his monkey in our show."
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