"I s'pose it's because the first peanuts came from Africa, and there are so many monkeys in Africa," answered Sam.
"I wish there was a monkey here!" exclaimed Sue. "I'd like to see him eat peanuts—I mean goobers!" she added, with a laugh at the funny word.
"There's a monkey near our house at home," explained Bunny. "We could send Wango some peanuts, couldn't we, Sue?" he asked.
"Oh, yes, let's!" cried the little girl.
"Well, come on first and pick some, or dig 'em, which is what you'll have to do," suggested Sam.
What had not been gathered of Mr. Morton's peanut crop was growing in a field not far from the plantation buildings. There were no darkies gathering the goobers, as it was more important now to pick the cotton.
"Pull up one of the vines," suggested Sam to the children from the North.
You can imagine how delighted Bunny and Sue were when they pulled up by the roots one of the vines and saw, dangling on the end, some of the peanuts they knew so well.
"Oh, wouldn't Mrs. Redden like it here?" cried Bunny, as he pulled off some of the peanuts.
"Who's she?" asked Grace.