97. The Hat Maker and Monkeys
Once upon a time there was a man who made hats. He was a hat maker. He had enough hats to sell. One day he put the hats into his barrow and went along the road to the market. It was a long way and the hat maker was tired and hot. He came to a tree and sat down. Soon he fell asleep. There were monkeys up in the tree. The hat maker did not know this. The monkeys looked down. They saw the hats. Then they came down and took them. Each monkey put a hat on and each monkey went up the tree again. Then the man woke up. His barrow was empty. There were no hats in it. "Where are my hats?" he said. He looked left. He looked right. He looked round about. Then he looked up. He saw the monkeys with his hats on. "Oh dear!" he said. "Those naughty monkeys have stolen my hats." He shook his fist at them. The monkeys shook their fists too. The hat maker had an idea. He took off his hat and threw it on the ground. The monkeys took their hats too and threw them on the ground. The hat maker put his hats back in his barrow and quickly left for the market.
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