<h2><SPAN name="CHAPTER_IX" id="CHAPTER_IX"></SPAN>CHAPTER IX</h2>
<p class='center'><span class="smcap">Zip and Peter-Kins Have a Fight</span></p>
<p>For several days after the molasses candy episode, Zip stayed at home and
did not go snooking into anybody's back yard. But on the fifth day he felt
he needed a little excitement, so he decided to call at Miss Belinda's,
and see what Peter-Kins and Polly were doing and incidentally get a snap
at Peter-Kins. So about three o'clock in the afternoon when the doctor was
taking a little snooze in the hammock under the big maple, Zip sneaked off
across the gardens and down the side streets to Miss Belinda's.</p>
<p>When he arrived everything was quiet. Not even a leaf on the trees
stirred, or a chicken crowed. The blinds were all down in the house, which
showed that Miss Belinda was either taking a nap or gone calling. Polly's
cage was nowhere in sight, so she must be indoors, thought Zip. And if
Polly was in the house, Peter-Kins was sure to be also, he reasoned.</p>
<p>After making a tour of the garden and barnyard, he was about to return
home, when, chancing to raise his eyes to the kitchen window, whom should
he see but Peter-Kins perched on the back of a chair, looking out at him.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_68" id="Page_68">[Pg 68]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"So—so!" thought Zip. "Miss Belinda has gone out and for fear something
would happen to her pets, she has shut them in the house. Oh, what a
chance for some fun if I only could get in!"</p>
<p>As he stood gazing at the monkey, Peter-Kins began making faces at him.
You have heard boys call out to one another, "Stop making monkey faces at
me!" haven't you? Well, I guess they get the habit from seeing some monkey
making faces. At any rate, the horrible faces Peter-Kins made at Zip were
enough to drive a boy crazy, much less a little dog with Zip's snappy
disposition, and he barked back, "Just you wait until I get hold of you
again, and I'll not only snip a piece off your tail, but I'll bite the
whole tail right off!"</p>
<p>At this Peter-Kins ran his tongue out at Zip. Then Zip flew at the door
and barked and scratched as if he would tear the house down.</p>
<p>Peter-Kins pressed his face close to the window-pane and grinned at him.
Right then the grocery boy came and seeing a little dog barking and
scratching on the door, thought he belonged there and was trying to get
in. So when he opened the door to put the groceries on the kitchen table,
he let Zip in, deposited his parcels on the table and left, shutting the
door after him, regardless of the fact that Polly was screeching, "Help!
Murder! Thieves! Fire!" at the top of her voice, and Peter-Kins was
jumping around wildly at the end of the string with which he was tied to a
chair.</p>
<div class="figcenter"> <SPAN href="images/plate_3.jpg"><ANTIMG src="images/plate_3_th.jpg" width-obs="379" height-obs="501" alt="THE MONKEY WAS TRYING TO HIT HIM WITH THE EMPTY DIPPER" title="" /></SPAN> <span class="caption">THE MONKEY WAS TRYING TO HIT HIM WITH THE EMPTY DIPPER</span></div>
<p class='right'>(<i>Page <SPAN href="#Page_71">Seventy-One</SPAN></i>)</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_69" id="Page_69">[Pg 69]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>Zip sat quietly in the middle of the kitchen floor, enjoying their fright
until the sound of the grocery wagon had died out down the street. Then he
barked, "Ha, ha! I've gotten you now just where I want you, and I am going
to bite your tail clear off! I see you have it done up in a white rag with
witch hazel on it, for I smell the stuff."</p>
<p>Zip really did not intend to bite his tail off, but only pretended to do
so, giving it a good pinch between his teeth.</p>
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<p>With a shrill scream of fright, the monkey jumped onto the kitchen table
that stood beside his chair, and he pulled so hard that the string broke.
Its giving way so suddenly sent him flying off the table onto the floor,
but he was up in a minute and leaped to the stove. The fire was out, but
the stove was still warm, so he jumped upon the tea kettle. There he
perched, hanging to the handle until Zip, seeing there was no fire in the
stove, jumped on the hearth and from the hearth up on the stove. As Zip
landed there, Peter-Kins ran up the stove pipe, but he kept slipping back,
it was so smooth. From there he leaped to the top of the roller towel, but
horrors! it began to roll up and when he stuck his claws into the towel,
it unwound and took him nearly to the floor. He was afraid to let go and
drop to the floor. Still if he held on, Zip could reach him too. He was
wondering just where he<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_70" id="Page_70">[Pg 70]</SPAN></span> could go to escape the dog when Zip jumped off
the stove and grabbed the end of his long tail. Peter-Kins gave a jerk and
tried to run up the towel, leaving his bandage in Zip's mouth. While Zip
was trying to get the cloth out of his mouth, Peter-Kins dropped to the
floor and climbed up on the kitchen table. Seeing a basket of eggs the
grocery boy had left, he began throwing them at Zip, who was having a hard
time getting rid of the bandage, for the more he pulled, the tighter it
wedged itself between his sharp teeth.</p>
<p>Now Zip was in a pretty fix, for he could not bite with the wad of cotton
in his mouth, neither could he run and jump for in trying to get the
bandage from between his teeth, he had gotten it twisted around his legs
and fast between two of his toes, which made it only possible for him to
walk slowly.</p>
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<p>And all this time Peter-Kins kept pelting him with the eggs, which broke
and ran all over his back and down into his eyes, while Polly shrieked and
cried out all the names she had ever been taught without the least knowing
what they meant. Every time an egg would hit Zip, she would laugh and call
out, "Soak him, Jimmy!"</p>
<p>Then Zip would glare at her and make as if going for her, which would
cause her to cry out, "Help! Fire! Murder! Thieves! Buttons! Polly want
cup coffee! Naughty boy, spank, spank! Tee-dull, dee-tee-dull-dum!
Catchum!<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_71" id="Page_71">[Pg 71]</SPAN></span> Catchum! Crackers, crackers, pretty Polly!" all in a jumble.</p>
<p>At last Zip managed to get his leg loose and he was working on the plug in
his mouth and not watching Peter-Kins when he had the surprise of his life
by getting a full dipper of water thrown all over him, for the monkey had
dipped it from the pail of water on the table.</p>
<p>The sudden twist Zip gave his head when the water hit him full force,
loosened the cotton in his mouth, and out it flew. With a bound Zip was
now on the chair, then on the table, snapping and barking, while the
monkey was trying to hit him with the empty dipper, when the kitchen door
unexpectedly opened and in the doorway stood Miss Belinda. Without a
second's thought Zip jumped past her and ran for dear life toward home,
never stopping to look back even once until he was safe in his own
barnyard, standing beside the watering trough preparatory to jumping in
and washing the eggs off his coat.</p>
<p>Again his encounter with the monkey had been unsatisfactory, and as for
what poor Miss Belinda thought when she saw the mess in her nice clean
kitchen it is beyond words to tell.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_73" id="Page_73">[Pg 73]</SPAN></span></p>
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