“Willie had a purple monkey
Climbing on a yellow stick.”
It never occurred to me to lick off the paint. I knew nothing more. I was asleep, with the jumping-jack in my arms.
IV.
AMONG THE GNOMES.
HYPNOTIZED BY A MONKEY
WHILE I was sleeping I experienced a horrible dream. The jumping-jack before me assumed the features of a baboon, having a great resemblance to Professor Cracker, and besides this there were two grotesque figures standing at the foot of the pole. One was wooden nut-cracker with goggle eyes, a long nose and protruding chin, the very image of Jeremiah Stiffbone; and the other a curiously shaped whisky-jug of stoneware, having the form and features of Mr Scalawag; and while the monkey was moving up and down on the pole, the nut-cracker and the whisky-jug danced, and all three sang the following song:
Huzza and hey-day! Up and down we go;
There being nothing that we do not know.
We prove that black is white and white is black,