"Oh, please don't!" begged the monkey. "It was all a mistake. I didn't mean to do it!"
"Well, there won't be any mistake about this!" growled the bear. "Here I come!" And up he climbed, for bears can climb a tree better than can a cat.
Well, you can just imagine how scared that monkey was. He was so frightened that he didn't think to run to the top of the pine tree, and jump into another, so he could get away. Instead he just sat there on a limb, shivering. And Uncle Wiggily was also frightened as he hid behind the stone.
"The poor monkey will be eaten up," thought the rabbit, "and it will be my fault, because he was looking for my fortune. Oh! what can I do?"
And just then Uncle Wiggily heard a rustling in the leaves at his feet. He jumped back, thinking it might be a little baby bear, but, instead out pounced a tiny brown and white chap without any tail.
"Why, Buddy Pigg!" exclaimed the rabbit. "How does it happen that you are here?"
"I'm just walking about for exercise," said the guinea-pig boy, for he it was. "But what is the trouble, Uncle Wiggily?"
"The bear is going to eat up the red monkey," said the old gentleman rabbit, sadly. "Look!"
Buddy Pigg looked, and by this time the bear had almost climbed up to where the monkey was sitting and shivering.
"Oh, I must stop that!" exclaimed Buddy. "Wait a minute and watch. You know how I can whistle, don't you? so listen."