<h2><SPAN name="THE_YELLOW_DOG_TRAMP" id="THE_YELLOW_DOG_TRAMP"></SPAN>THE YELLOW DOG TRAMP</h2>
<p>Well, after the monkey learned that the Yellow Dog Tramp wanted to go to
work to help Uncle Sam and Aunt Columbia, as I mentioned in the story
before this, he said:</p>
<p>"You can whitewash the back fence if you want to. It may take you a week
or it may take you a month, for I don't know how fast you can work."</p>
<p>"Well, I'll start right in," said the Yellow Dog Tramp bravely, and he
stood up on his hind legs and wagged his tail.</p>
<p>"You'd better wait until to-morrow morning," said the monkey. "It's too
late now, and you couldn't see in the dark."</p>
<p>"I should think one could whitewash in the dark," said the tramp dog.
"But just as you say," and he went over to the kitchen stove and lay
down on the little rag rug and went sound asleep, for he was very tired,
because he had tramped all day long.</p>
<p>"Let him sleep," said the little monkey in a whisper. "He looks tired
out." And after that the monkey got the supper ready and when everything
was nice and hot and on the table the Yellow Dog Tramp opened his eyes
and yawned and pretty soon he was wide awake enough to sit down to eat.</p>
<p>Well, by and by it was time to go to bed, so they all went to sleep, and
just about midnight a big owl looked in through the window and saw by
the light of the silvery moon Little Jack Rabbit and the monkey sound
asleep on the bed.</p>
<p>"Ha, ha," said the big owl to himself, "I must get that little bunny."
So he perched himself on the roof and pondered how to get inside the
little house.</p>
<p>Well, by and by, after he had flown around and peeked through all the
windows, he looked down the chimney. And then he carefully stepped over
the edge and, spreading out his wings, jumped right down to the bottom.</p>
<p>But, goodness me. When he rolled from the hearth into the sitting room
he looked just like a crow, he was so covered with soot, and it would
have taken the Gold Dust Twins twenty-three days and one night to clean
him.</p>
<p>"What's that noise?" barked the Yellow Dog Tramp, and he ran in from the
kitchen and looked all around. At first he didn't see the owl, for he
was so black with soot, you know. But what that Yellow Dog Tramp said
when he did see that bad Owl I'll tell you in the next story, unless,</p>
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<span class="i0">The Gold Dust Twins with a scrubbing brush<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Should scour that old Sooty Owl,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">All through the night until he was bright<br/></span>
<span class="i0">And clean as a snow-white fowl.<br/></span></div>
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