"Oh, our auto is stuck!" cried Jacko.
"Yes, it won't go," said Jumpo.
Grandfather Goosey took one look at the machine, then he sniffed the air and said:
"Why, of course, it won't go, you have no more gasoline. I know, for I once had a motor-boat and the same thing happened to me. You need gasoline, just as I did. Go buy some gasoline."
"Where can we get it; here in the woods?" asked Jacko.
Grandfather Goosey Gander sniffed the air again.
"I smell gasoline," he said, "and it's over this way. Come with me." So he led the monkey boys through the woods toward a big stump, and there, right behind it, was Aunt Lettie, the old lady goat. And what do you s'pose she was doing? Why, she was cleaning the spots off the trousers of Jimmie Wibblewobble, the duck boy, with gasoline. She had a big can full, for you know gasoline cleans spots off things very nicely.
"Oh, will you please give us some of your gasoline to make our auto go?" asked Jacko politely of the old lady goat.
"Mercy sakes alive, child! Of course I will," said Aunt Lettie.
So she gave the monkey boys some, and Grandfather Goosey Gander showed them how to pour it in the tank of their car. Then Jumpo twisted the tinkerum-tankerum and away the auto went, whizz-whazz! and the boys had a fine ride.