Mappo called to them, in his own language, and told them to take the news to his papa and mamma that he had been caught in a net, and was being taken away to a far country.  The wild monkeys promised that they would let Mr. and Mrs. Monkey know what had become of Mappo.

In this way Mappo’s folks learned what had happened to him, but they never saw him again, nor did he see them.  But monkeys are not like a boy or girl.  Once they leave their homes, they do not mind it very much.  They are always willing to look at something new.  Though, of course, they may often wish they were out of their cages, and back in the jungle again.

After some days the natives, with the wild animals, reached the big ocean.  Mappo had never seen so much water before.  He looked at it through the slats of his crate.  A little way out from shore he saw what looked like a big house floating on the water.  This was the ship.

Soon, in small boats, all the animals were taken aboard the ship, Mappo among them.

“Now my adventures are really beginning,” thought Mappo, as he found himself in a cage on deck, next to some other monkeys, and a big cow with a hump on her back.  She was a sacred cow.

CHAPTER VI

MAPPO MEETS TUM TUM

Mappo did not know what a ship was, nor how it floated over the ocean from one country to another, blown by the wind or pushed by steam engines.  The little monkey could not see much except the other monkeys in crates on the deck near him.  Finally Mappo did hear a deep growl from somewhere behind him.

“Ha!” snarled a voice.  “There will be little chance to get away now!  Why didn’t you let me out of my cage, monkey?”

“I—­I couldn’t,” said Mappo, and he looked around to see the tiger close to him.  Sharp-Tooth was in his own cage and could not reach Mappo.  For this the monkey was very glad.

All the black men who had carried the wild animals through the jungle had gone now.  In their places were white men, quite different.  Mappo did not know which he liked better, but the white men seemed to be kind, for some of them brought food and water to the animals.

“Are we on the ship, or water-house, now?” asked Mappo, as he felt as though he were being moved along.

“Yes, we are on a ship, and we’ll never see the jungle any more,” said the tiger.  “Oh wow!” and he roared very loudly.

“Quiet there!” called one of the white men, and he banged with his stick on the tiger’s cage.  The tiger growled, and lay down.

Now it was quiet aboard the ship, which soon started away from the shores of the hot, jungle country toward another land, where it is warm part of the time and cold part of the time.  Mappo was on his way to have many new adventures.

For several days the little monkey boy did nothing but stay in his cage, crouched in one corner, looking out between the slats.  He could see nothing, for, all around him, were other cages.  But when he looked up, through the top of his cage, he could see a little bit of blue sky.