“No, it was my fault,” the sailor said.  “And I’d like him to be loose.  I can teach him some tricks.”

“All right, do as you like,” the captain spoke.  “Only keep him off the mast.”

“I’m not going up there again,” thought Mappo to himself.  “It is too cold.”

“Come along,” said the sailor, giving him another lump of sugar, and Mappo put one hairy little paw in the hand of the sailor, and walked along the deck with him.

“I guess you were just scared, old fellow,” the man said to the monkey.  “When you get quieted down, you and I shall have lots of fun.  You are almost as nice as my elephant, Tum Tum.”

This was the first Mappo had heard of the elephant.  He knew what they were, for he had often seen the big creatures in the jungle, crashing their way through the trees, even pulling some up by the roots, in their strong trunks, to eat the tender green tops of the trees.

“I didn’t know there was an elephant on this ship,” thought Mappo.  But he was soon to find out there was.

Two or three days after this Mappo was let out of his cage once more.  This time he did not jump and run.  He stayed quietly beside the sailor, and put his paw into the man’s hand.

“That’s the way to do it,” said the sailor.  “Come now, we’ll go below and see Tum Tum.”

Down into a deep part of the ship, near the bottom, the sailor took Mappo.  Then the monkey could see a number of elephants chained to the walls.  They were swaying their big bodies to and fro, and swinging their trunks.  The sailor went up to the biggest elephant of them all, and, so Mappo thought, the most jolly-looking, and said: 

“Tum Tum, I have brought some one to see you.  Here is a little monkey.”

Mappo looked up, and saw a jolly twinkle in the little eyes of Tum Tum.  Mappo knew elephants were never unkind to monkeys, and, a moment later, Mappo had given a jump, up to the shoulder of the sailor, and then right on the back of Tum Tum.

CHAPTER VII

MAPPO IN THE CIRCUS

“Well, I declare!” exclaimed the sailor who had brought Mappo downstairs in the ship to see Tum Tum, the jolly elephant.  “You two animals seem to get along fine together!”

And indeed Mappo and Tum Tum were the best of friends at once.  Elephants and monkeys very seldom quarrel, and they live together in peace, even in the jungle, and do not fight, and bite and scratch, as some wild beasts do.

“Hello!” said Mappo to Tum Tum, as the little monkey sat on the elephant’s back.  “Hello!”

“Hello yourself!” answered Tum Tum, and his voice was deep and rumbling, away down in his long nose or trunk, while Mappo’s was chattery and shrill, as a monkey’s voice always is.

“Well, where did you come from?” asked Mappo.  “I’ve often seen you, or some elephant friends of yours in the jungle.  How did you get on this ship with the other animals?  You don’t mean to say that the hunter men caught you—­you, a great big strong elephant, do you?”