The Rabbit and the Monkey

ONCE upon a time, there lived in the mountains a Rabbit and a Monkey,

who were great friends. One day, as they sat by the roadside hobnobbing

together, who should come by but a man with a bamboo pole over his

shoulder, and at each end of the pole was a bundle hung to a string; and

there were plantains in one bundle, and sugar in the other.

Said the Monkey to the Rabbit, "Friend of my heart, do as I shall tell

you. Go and sit upon the road in front of that man, and as soon as he

sees you, run--he is sure to drop his load and follow. Then I will pick

up his load, and hide it safely; and when you come back, we will share

it together."

No sooner said than done: the Rabbit ran, and the man dropped his burden

and ran after him; while the Monkey, who had been hiding in the tall

grass by the wayside, pounced upon the sugar and the plantains, and

climbed up into a tree, and began to gobble them up at his leisure.

By-and-by the man came back, hot and empty-handed, and finding that his

goods were gone as well as the Rabbit, cursed loudly, and went home to

be scolded by his wife.

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Soon the Rabbit came back too, and began hunting about for his friend

the Monkey. High and low he searched, and not a trace could he find;

till he happened to cast his eyes aloft, and lo and behold, there was

Mr. Monkey up in a tree, munching away with every sign of enjoyment.

"Hullo, friend," said he, "come down out of that."

"I'm very comfortable here, thank you," said the Monkey.

"But where's my share?" asked the Rabbit indignantly.

"All gone, all gone," mumbled the Monkey, and pelted him with the

plantain-peel and balls of paper made out of the packets where the sugar

had been. "Why did you stay so long? I got hungry, and could not wait

any longer."

The Rabbit thought his friend was joking, and would not believe it; but

it was only too true--the greedy creature had not left a scrap.

"Do you really mean it?" said the poor Rabbit.

"If you don't believe me, come and see," said the Monkey, and seizing

the Rabbit by his long ears, he hauled him up into the tree; and after

mocking him, and making great game, he left him there, and went away.

Now the Rabbit was afraid to jump down from such a height, for fear of

breaking his neck, so up in the tree he remained for a long time. Many

animals passed under the tree, but none took pity on the rabbit, until

at last came an old and foolish Rhinoceros, who rubbed his withered hide

against the trunk.

"Kind Rhinoceros," said the Rabbit, "let me jump down upon your back."

The Rhinoceros, being a simple creature, agreed. Down came the Rabbit,

with such a thud, that the Rhinoceros fell on his stupid old nose, and

broke his fat old neck, and died.

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The Rabbit ran away, and away he ran, until he came to the King's

palace; and he hid under the King's golden throne. By-and-by in came the

King, and in came the court; all the grandees stood around in their

golden robes, glittering with rubies and diamonds, and their swords were

girt about their waists. Suddenly they all heard a terrific sneeze!

Everybody said, "God bless you," while the King thundered out: "Who has

the bad manners to sneeze in the King's presence?" Everybody looked at

his neighbour, and wondered who did it. "Off with his head," shouted the

King.

Another sneeze came. This time, however, everybody was on the watch, and

they noticed that the sound came from under the King's golden throne. So

they dived in, and lugged out the Rabbit, looking more dead than alive.

"All right," said the King, "off with his head." The executioner ran to

get his sword.

But our friend the Rabbit, for all he was frightened, had his wits about

him; and sitting up on his hind-legs, and putting his two fore-paws

together, he said respectfully, "O great King, strike, but hear. If thou

wilt send a score of men with me, I will give thee a dead Rhinoceros."

The King laughed, the courtiers laughed loud and long. However, just to

see what would come of it, the King gave him a score of men.

The Rabbit led them to the place where the Rhinoceros fell on his stupid

old nose, and there he lay dead. With great difficulty the men dragged

the Rhinoceros home. They were very pleased to get a Rhinoceros, because

his horn is good for curing many diseases, and the court physician

ground his horn into powder, and made out of it a most wonderful

medicine. And the King was so pleased, that he gave the Rabbit a fine

new coat, and a horse to ride on.

So the Rabbit put on his fine coat, and got on the back of his horse,

and rode off.

On the way, who should meet him but his friend the Monkey.

"Hullo!" says the Monkey, "where did you get all that finery?"

"The King gave it to me," says the Rabbit.

Says the Monkey, "And why should the King give all this to a fool like

you?"

The Rabbit replied, "I, whom you call a fool, got it by sneezing under

the King's golden throne; such a lucky sneeze, that the soothsayers

prophesied to the King long life and many sons!" Then he rode away.

The Monkey fell a-thinking how nice it would be if he could get a fine

coat and horse as the Rabbit had done. "I can sneeze," thought he; "what

if I try my luck?"

So he scampered away, and away he scampered, till he came to the King's

palace, and hid himself under the King's golden throne. When the King

came in, and all his courtiers, in gorgeous array as before, our Monkey

underneath the throne sneezed in the most auspicious manner he could

contrive.

"Who is that?" thundered the King, glaring about him. "Who has the bad

manners to sneeze in the King's presence?"

They searched about until they found the Monkey hidden under the throne,

and hauled him out.

"What hast thou, wily tree-climber," asked the King, "that I should not

bid the executioner cut off thy head?"

The monkey had no answer ready. At last he

said, "O King, I have some plantain-peel

and pellets of paper." But

the King was angry at this,

and the greedy Monkey

was led away, and

his head was

cut off.

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