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"My, how do you do it?" asked the rabbit of the monkey. "You must be very
musical."
"Oh, it comes natural to me," said the monkey, not a bit proud like.
"But where did you get so many organs?"
"Oh, I saved up my pennies for them," said the monkey. "You see, it was
this way. I used to work for a man who had a hand organ, and he used to
take me around with him to climb up on the porches, and in the
second-story windows to get the pennies from the children. Well, I always
loved music, and I wanted the man to let me play his organ, but he never
would. So I made up my mind I would save up all my pennies and some day
buy an organ for myself.
"Well, I did that, for you know often when I used to go around to collect
pennies for the man, some children would give me a few for myself. Finally
I got rich and I didn't work for the man any longer, and I had enough to
buy five hand organs, for I can play five at once. Then I came here, and
built this shingle house and every day I amuse myself by playing tunes,
and I never have to climb up the rainwater pipe to get money. Oh, it is a
happy life," and the monkey felt so funny that he hung by his tail from a
tree branch, and made faces at Uncle Wiggily--just in fun, you understand.
Uncle Wiggily was very glad he had met the monkey, and he listened to the
music, and the monkey even let the rabbit play one tune for himself, and
it was called, "When You Wiggle Your Wiggily Ears Wiggle Them Good and
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