diff options
Diffstat (limited to 'old')
| -rw-r--r-- | old/5327-h.htm.2020-03-13 | 5037 | ||||
| -rw-r--r-- | old/pnoca10.txt | 3434 | ||||
| -rw-r--r-- | old/pnoca10.zip | bin | 0 -> 58607 bytes | |||
| -rw-r--r-- | old/pnoca10h.htm | 2821 | ||||
| -rw-r--r-- | old/pnoca10h.zip | bin | 0 -> 60012 bytes | |||
| -rw-r--r-- | old/pnoca10hw.zip | bin | 0 -> 1604119 bytes |
6 files changed, 11292 insertions, 0 deletions
diff --git a/old/5327-h.htm.2020-03-13 b/old/5327-h.htm.2020-03-13 new file mode 100644 index 0000000..6a0d9c4 --- /dev/null +++ b/old/5327-h.htm.2020-03-13 @@ -0,0 +1,5037 @@ +<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?> + +<!DOCTYPE html + PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD XHTML 1.0 Strict//EN" + "http://www.w3.org/TR/xhtml1/DTD/xhtml1-strict.dtd" > + +<html xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"> + <head> + <title> + Pinocchio in Africa + </title> + <meta name="keywords" lang="en" content="book, etext, free ebooks, ebook, etext" /> + <style type="text/css" xml:space="preserve"> + + body {background: #EFE9C5; margin: 1% 15% 10% 15%; text-align:justify;} + hr {width: 25%;text-align:center;} + p {font-family: Georgia; font-size:1.35em;} + h1,h2,h3,h4,h5,h6 {color:green; text-align:center;} + + table {font-family: Georgia; font-size:1.35em;} + + + </style> + </head> + <body lang="EN-US"> +<pre xml:space="preserve"> + +The Project Gutenberg EBook of Pinocchio in Africa, by Cherubini + +This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere in the United States and most +other parts of the world at no cost and with almost no restrictions +whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of +the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at +www.gutenberg.org. If you are not located in the United States, you'll have +to check the laws of the country where you are located before using this ebook. + + + +Title: Pinocchio in Africa + +Author: Cherubini + +Release Date: July 1, 2002 [EBook #5327] +Last Updated: August 24, 2014 + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: UTF-8 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK PINOCCHIO IN AFRICA *** + + + + +Produced by Walter Moore, James Linden and James Nugen + + + + + +</pre> + <p> + <img src="images/cover.jpg" width="366" height="550" alt="" /> + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Pageii.jpg" alt="Africans bowing to Pinocchio" + width="360" height="550" /> + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Pageiii.jpg" alt="Title Page" width="360" height="550" /> + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Pageiv.jpg" alt="Copyright Page" width="360" height="550" /> + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <h1> + PINOCCHIO IN AFRICA + </h1> + <p> + Translated from the Italian<br /> of Cherubini by<br /> Angelo Patri<br /> + Principal of Public School No. 4<br /> Borough of Bronx<br /> New York City + </p> + <p> + Original Drawings by<br /> Charles Copeland + </p> + <p> + Ginn and Company<br /> Boston · New York · Chicago · London + </p> + <p> + Copyright, 1911, by Angelo Patri<br /> All Rights Reserved<br /> 811.4 + </p> + <p> + The Athenaum Press<br /> Ginn and Company Proprietors<br /> Boston · U.S.A. + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <h2> + CONTENTS + </h2> + <table> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + CHAPTER + </td> + <td> + + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + I + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c1">Why Pinocchio Did Not Go To School</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + II + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c2">Pinocchio Assists In Welcoming The Circus</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + III + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c3">Pinocchio Among The Wild Animals</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + IV + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c4">Pinocchio Makes Friends With The Wild Animals</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + V + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c5">Pinocchio Determines To Go To Africa</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + VI + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c6">Pinocchio In Doubt</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + VII + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c7">He Bids Good-By To The Animals</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + VIII + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c8">Pinocchio Does Not Sleep</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + IX + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c9">Pinocchio Eats Dates</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + X + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c10">Pinocchio Lands On A Rock</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XI + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c11">The First Night In Africa</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XII + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c12">Pinocchio Is Well Received</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XIII + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c13">Pinocchio Is Arrested</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XIV + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c14">Pinocchio's Father</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XV + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c15">Pinocchio Sells Drinking Water</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XVI + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c16">A Ride On A Dog's Back</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XVII + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c17">The Cave</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XVIII + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c18">The Caravan</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XIX + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c19">The Baby Pulls His Nose</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XX + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c20">Pinocchio Travels With The Caravan</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XXI + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c21">He Is Offered For Sale</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XXII + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c22">The Bird In The Forest</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XXIII + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c23">His Adventure With A Lion</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XXIV + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c24">Pinocchio Is Brought Before The King</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XXV + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c25">The Monkeys Stone The Marionette</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XXVI + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c26">Pinocchio Dreams Again</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XXVII + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c27">Pinocchio Is Carried Away In An Eggshell</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XXVIII + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c28">Pinocchio Escapes Again</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XXIX + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c29">Pinocchio Is Swallowed By A Crocodile</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XXX + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c30">Pinocchio Is Made Emperor</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XXXI + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c31">His First Night As Emperor</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XXXII + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c32">He Sends For The Royal Doctor</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XXXIII + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c33">An Old Story</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XXXIV + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c34">His Duties As Emperor</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XXXV + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c35">Pinocchio Makes His First Address</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XXXVI + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c36">The Emperor Becomes As Black As A Crow</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XXXVII + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c37">The Hippopotamus Hunt</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XXXVIII + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c38">The Emperor Surprises His Subjects By His Wisdom</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XXXIX + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c39">Pinocchio Travels Through The Empire</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XL + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c40">Pinocchio Is Placed In A Cage</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XLI + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c41">Pinocchio Performs For The Public</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="right"> + XLII + </td> + <td> + <a href="#c42">Pinocchio Breaks The Cage And Makes His Escape</a> + </td> + </tr> + </table> + <p> + + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <h2> + PREFACE + </h2> + <p> + Collodi’s “Pinocchio” tells the story of a wooden marionette and of his + efforts to become a real boy. Although he was kindly treated by the old + woodcutter, Geppetto, who had fashioned him out of a piece of kindling + wood, he was continually getting into trouble and disgrace. Even Fatina, + the Fairy with the Blue Hair, could not at once change an idle, selfish + marionette into a studious and reliable boy. His adventures, including his + brief transformation into a donkey, give the author an opportunity to + teach a needed and wholesome lesson without disagreeable moralizing. + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio immediately leaped into favor as the hero of Italian juvenile + romance. The wooden marionette became a popular subject for the artist’s + pencil and the storyteller’s invention. Brought across the seas, he was + welcomed by American children and now appears in a new volume which sets + forth his travels in Africa. The lessons underlying his fantastic + experiences are clear to the youngest readers but are never allowed to + become obtrusive. The amusing illustrations of the original are fully + equaled in the present edition, while the whimsical nonsense which + delights Italian children has been reproduced as closely as a translation + permits. + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <div> + <a name="c1" id="c1"></a><img src="images/Page001.jpg" + alt="Pinocchio Studying" width="750" height="468" /> + </div> + <h2> + CHAPTER I<br /> WHY PINOCCHIO DID NOT GO TO SCHOOL + </h2> + <p> + One morning Pinocchio slipped out of bed before daybreak. He got up with a + great desire to study, a feeling, it must be confessed, which did not + often take hold of him. He dipped his wooden head into the cool, + refreshing water, puffed very hard, dried himself, jumped up and down to + stretch his legs, and in a few moments was seated at his small worktable. + </p> + <p> + There was his home work for the day,—twelve sums, four pages of + penmanship, and the fable of “The Dog and the Rabbit” to learn by heart. + He began with the fable, reciting it in a loud voice, like the hero in the + play: “‘A dog was roaming about the fields, when from behind a little hill + jumped a rabbit, which had been nibbling the tender grass.’ + </p> + <p> + “<i>Roaming, nibbling</i>.—The teacher says this is beautiful language. + Maybe it is; I have nothing to say about that. Well, one more. + </p> + <p> + “‘A dog was roaming about the fields—when he saw—run out—a rabbit + which—which—’ I don’t know it; let’s begin again. ‘A dog was running about + eating, eating—’ But eating what? Surely he did not eat grass! + </p> + <p> + “This fable is very hard; I cannot learn it. Well, I never did have much + luck with dogs and rabbits! Let me try the sums. Eight and seven, + seventeen; and three, nineteen; and six, twenty-three, put down two and + carry three. Nine and three, eleven; and four, fourteen; put down the + whole number—one, four; total, four hundred thirteen. + </p> + <p> + “Ah! good! very good! I do not wish to boast, but I have always had a + great liking for arithmetic. Now to prove the answer: eight and seven, + sixteen; and three, twenty-one; and six, twenty-four; put down four—why! + it’s wrong! Eight and seven, fourteen; and three, nineteen; and six—wrong + again! + </p> + <p> + “I know what the trouble is; the wind is not in the right quarter to-day + for sums. Perhaps it would be better to take a walk in the open.” + </p> + <p> + No sooner said than done. Pinocchio went out into the street and filled + his lungs with the fresh morning air. + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page003.jpg" alt="The Circus Arrives" width="750" + height="495" /> + </p> + <p> + “Ah! here, at least, one can breathe. It is a pity that I am beginning to + feel hungry! Strange how things go wrong sometimes! Take the lessons—” he + went on. + </p> + <p> + Listen! A noise of creaking wheels, of bells ringing, the voices of + people, the cries of animals! Pinocchio stopped short. What could it all + mean? + </p> + <p> + Down the street came a huge wagon drawn by three big mules. Behind it was + a long train of men and women dressed in the strangest fashion. Some were + on foot, some on horseback, some sat or lay on other wagons larger and + heavier than the first. Two Moors, their scarlet turbans blazing in the + sun, brought up the rear. With spears at rest and with shields held before + them, they rode along, mounted on two snow-white horses. + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio stood with his mouth open. Only after the two Moors had passed + did he discover the fact that he had legs, and that these were following + on behind the procession. And he walked, walked, walked, until the + carriages and all the people stopped in the big town square. A man with a + deep voice began to give orders. In a short time there arose an immense + tent, which hid from Pinocchio and the many others who had gathered in the + square all those wonderful wagons, horses, mules, and strange people. + </p> + <p> + It may seem odd, but it is a fact that the school bell began to ring and + Pinocchio never heard it! + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page004.jpg" alt="Pinocchio follows the parade" + width="550" height="283" /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c2" id="c2"></a><img src="images/Page005.jpg" + alt="The Director Arrives" width="750" height="471" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER II<br /> PINOCCHIO ASSISTS IN WELCOMING THE CIRCUS + </h2> + <p> + That day the school bell rang longer and louder perhaps than it was wont + to ring on other days. What of that? From the tent came the loud clanging + of hammers, the sounds of instruments, the neighing of horses, the roaring + of lions and tigers and panthers, the howling of wolves, the bleating of + camels, the screeching of monkeys! Wonderful noises! Who cared for the + school bell? Pinocchio? No, not he. + </p> + <p> + Suddenly there was a loud command. All was still. + </p> + <p> + The two Moors raised the tent folds with their spears. Out came a crowd of + men dressed in all sorts of fine clothes, and women in coats of mail and + beautiful cloaks of silk, with splendid diadems on their heads. They were + all mounted upon horses covered with rich trappings of red and white. + </p> + <p> + Out they marched, and behind them came a golden carriage drawn by four + white ponies. In it was the big man with the deep voice. There he sat in + the beautiful carriage with his dazzling high hat and his tall white + collar. He wore a black suit with a pair of high boots. As he rode on he + waved his white gloves and bowed right and left. The band with its + trumpets and drums and cymbals struck up a stirring march, and a parade + such as the townsfolk had never seen before passed out among the crowds + that now filled the square. + </p> + <p> + The marionette could not believe his eyes. He rubbed them to see if he was + really awake. He forgot all about his hunger. What did he care for that? + The wonders of the whole world were before him. + </p> + <p> + The parade soon reentered the tent. The two Moors, mounted upon their + snow-white horses, again stood at the entrance. Then the director, the man + with the loud voice, came out, hat in hand, and began to address the + people. + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c3" id="c3"></a><img src="images/Page007.jpg" + alt="The Pitch to the Crowd" width="750" height="400" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER III<br /> PINOCCHIO AMONG THE WILD ANIMALS + </h2> + <p> + “Ladies and gentlemen! kind and gentle people! citizens of a great town! + officers and soldiers! I wish you all peace, health, and plenty. + </p> + <p> + “Ladies and gentlemen, first of all, let me make a brief explanation. I am + not here for gain. Far be it from me to think of such a thing as money. I + travel the world over with my menagerie, which is made up of rare animals + brought by me from the heart of Africa. I perform only in large cities. + But to-day one of the monkeys in the troupe is fallen seriously ill. It is + therefore necessary to make a short stop in order that we may consult with + some well-known doctor in this town. + </p> + <p> + “Profit, therefore, by this chance, ladies and gentlemen, to see wonders + which you have never seen before, and which you may never see again. I + labor to spread learning, and I work to teach the masses, for I love the + common people. Come forward, and I shall be glad to open my menagerie to + you. Forward, forward, ladies and gentlemen! two small francs will admit + you. Children one franc, yes, only one franc.” + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio, who stood in the front row, and who was ready to take advantage + of the kind invitation, felt a sudden shock on hearing these last words. + He looked at the director in a dazed fashion, as if to say to him, “What + are you talking about? Did you not say that you traveled around the world + for—” + </p> + <p> + Then, as he saw one of the spectators put down a two-franc piece and walk + inside, he hung his head and suffered in silence. + </p> + <p> + Having passed two or three minutes in painful thinking, the forlorn + marionette put his hands into his pockets, hoping to find in them a + forgotten coin. He found nothing but a few buttons. + </p> + <p> + He racked his brains to think of some plan whereby he could get the money + that was needed. He glanced at his clothes, which he would cheerfully have + sold could he have found a buyer. Not knowing what else to do, he walked + around the tent like a wolf prowling about the sheepfold. + </p> + <p> + Around and around he went till he found himself near an old wall which hid + him from view. He came nearer the tent and to his joy discovered a tiny + hole in the canvas. Here was his chance! He thrust in his thin wooden + finger, but seized with a sudden fear lest some hungry lion should see it + and bite it off, he hastily tried to pull it out again. In doing this, + somehow “r-r-rip” went the canvas, and there was a tear a yard wide. + Pinocchio shook with fear. But fear or no fear, there was the hole and + beyond—were the wonders of Africa! + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page009.jpg" alt="Looking into the tent" width="750" + height="523" /> + </p> + <p> + First an arm, then his head, and then his whole body went into the cage of + wild animals! He could not see them, but he heard them, and he was filled + with awe. The beasts had seen him. He felt himself grasped at once by the + shoulders and by the end of his nose. Two or three voices shouted in his + ears, “Who goes there?” + </p> + <p> + “For pity’s sake, Mr. Elephant!” said poor Pinocchio. + </p> + <p> + “There are no elephants here.” + </p> + <p> + “Pardon, Sir Lion.” + </p> + <p> + “There are no lions here.” + </p> + <p> + “Excuse me, Mr. Tiger.” + </p> + <p> + “There are no tigers.” + </p> + <p> + “Mr. Monkey?” + </p> + <p> + “No Monkeys. + </p> + <p> + “Men?” + </p> + <p> + “There are neither men nor women here; there are only Africans from + Africa, who imitate wild beasts for two francs and a half a day.” + </p> + <p> + “But the elephants, where are they?” + </p> + <p> + “In Africa.” + </p> + <p> + “And the lions?” + </p> + <p> + “In Africa.” + </p> + <p> + “And the tigers and the monkeys?” + </p> + <p> + “In Africa. And you, where do you come from? What are you doing in the + cage of the wild beasts? Didn’t you see what is written over the door? NO + ONE ALLOWED TO ENTER.” + </p> + <p> + “I cannot read in the dark,” replied Pinocchio, trembling from head to + foot; “I am no cat.” + </p> + <p> + At these words everybody began to laugh. Pinocchio felt a little + encouraged and murmured to himself, “They seem to be kind people, these + wild beasts.” + </p> + <p> + He wanted to say something pleasant to them, but just then the director of + the company began to shout at the top of his voice. + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page011.jpg" alt="Pinocchio with the wild animals" + width="577" height="550" /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c4" id="c4"></a><img src="images/Page012.jpg" + alt="The bear and tiger fight" width="750" height="423" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER IV<br /> PINOCCHIO MAKES FRIENDS WITH THE WILD ANIMALS + </h2> + <p> + “Come forward, come forward, ladies and gentlemen! The cost is small and + the pleasure is great. The show will last an hour, only one hour. Come + forward! See the battle between the terrible lion Zumbo and his wife, the + ferocious lioness Zumba. Behold the tiger that wrestles with the polar + bear, and the elephant that lifts the whole weight of the tent with his + powerful trunk. See the animals feed. Ladies and gentlemen, come forward! + Only two francs!” + </p> + <p> + At these words the men in the cages of the wild animals put horns, sea + shells, and whistles to their mouths, and the next moment there came wild + roarings and howls and shrieks. It was enough to make one shudder with + fear. + </p> + <p> + Again the director raised his voice: “Come forward, come forward, ladies + and gentlemen! two francs; children only one franc.” + </p> + <p> + The music started: <i>Boom! Boom! Boom! Par-ap’-ap’-pa! Boom! Boom! Boom! + Par-ap’ ap’ ap’ pa! parap’ ap’ ap’ pa! </i> + </p> + <p> + One surprise seemed to follow another. Pinocchio longed to enjoy the + sights, but how was he to get out of the cage? At length, taking his + courage in both hands, he said politely, “Excuse me, gentlemen, but if you + have no commands to give me—” + </p> + <p> + “Not a command!” roughly answered the bearded man who played the lion. “If + you do not go away quickly, I will have you eaten up by that large ape + behind you.” + </p> + <p> + “But I should be hard to digest,” said the marionette. + </p> + <p> + “Boy, be careful how you talk,” exclaimed the same voice. + </p> + <p> + “I said that your ape would have indigestion if he ate me,” replied + Pinocchio. “Do you think that I am joking? No, I am in earnest. He really + would. I came in here by chance while returning from a walk, and if you + will permit me, I will go home to my father who is waiting for me. As you + have no orders to give me, many thanks, good-by, and good luck to you.” + </p> + <p> + “Listen, boy,” said the large man who took the part of the elephant; “I am + very thirsty, and I will give you a fine new penny if you will fill this + bucket at the fountain and bring it to me.” + </p> + <p> + “What!” replied Pinocchio, greatly offended; “I am no servant! However + this time, merely to please you, I will go.” And crawling through the hole + by which he had entered, he went out to the fountain and returned in a + very short time with the bucket full of water. + </p> + <p> + “Good boy, good marionette!” said the men as they passed the bucket from + one to another. + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio was happy. Never had he felt so happy as at that moment. “What + good people!” he said to himself. “I would gladly stay with them.” In the + meantime the bucket was emptied, and there were still some who had not had + a drink. “I will go and refill it,” said the marionette promptly. And + without waiting to be asked, he took the bucket and flew to the fountain. + </p> + <p> + When he returned they flattered him so cleverly with praise and thanks + that a strong friendship sprang up between Pinocchio and the wild beasts. + </p> + <p> + Being a woodenhead he forgot about his father and did not go away as he + had intended to do. In fact, he was curious to know something of the + history of these people, who were forced to play at being wild animals. + </p> + <p> + After a moment’s silence he turned to the one who had asked him to go for + the water and said, “You are from Africa?” + </p> + <p> + “Yes, I am an African, and all my companions are African.” + </p> + <p> + “How interesting! but pardon me, is Africa a beautiful country?” + </p> + <p> + “I should say so! A country, my dear boy, full of plenty, where everything + is given away free! A country in which at any moment the strangest things + may happen. A servant may become a master; a plain citizen may become a + king. There are trees, taller than church steeples, with branches touching + the ground, so that one may gather sweet fruit without the least trouble. + My boy, Africa is a country full of enchanted forests, where the game + allows itself to be killed, quartered, and hung; where riches—” + </p> + <p> + No one knows how far this description would have gone, if at that moment + the voice of the director had not been heard. The music had stopped, and + the director was talking to the people, who did not seem very willing to + part with their money. + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c5" id="c5"></a><img src="images/Page016.jpg" + alt="Pinocchio talks with the animals" width="750" height="433" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER V<br /> PINOCCHIO DETERMINES TO GO TO AFRICA + </h2> + <p> + Pinocchio had already resolved to go to Africa to eat of the fruit and to + gather riches. He was eager to learn more, and impatient of interruption. + </p> + <p> + “And the director is an African also?” + </p> + <p> + “Certainly he is an African.” + </p> + <p> + “And is he very rich?” + </p> + <p> + “Is he rich? Take my word for it that if he would, he could buy up this + whole country.” + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio was struck dumb. Still he wanted to make the men believe that + what he had heard was not altogether new to him. “Oh, I know that Africa + is a very beautiful country, and I have often planned to go there,—and—if + I were sure that it would not be too much trouble I would willingly go + with you.” + </p> + <p> + “With us? We are not going to Africa.” + </p> + <p> + “What a pity! I thought I could make the journey in your company.” + </p> + <p> + “Are you in earnest?” asked the bearded man. “Do you believe that there is + any Africa outside this tent?” + </p> + <p> + “Tent or no tent, I have decided to go to Africa, and I shall go,” boldly + replied the marionette. + </p> + <p> + “I like that youngster,” said the man who played the part of a crocodile. + “That boy will make his fortune someday.” + </p> + <p> + “Of course I shall!” continued Pinocchio. “I ought to have fifty thousand + francs, because I must get a new jacket for my father, who sold his old + one to buy me a spelling book. If there is so much gold and silver in + Africa, I will fill up a thousand vessels. Is it true that there is a + great deal of gold and silver?” + </p> + <p> + “Did we not tell you so?” replied another voice. “Why, if I had not lost + all that I had put in my pockets before leaving Africa, by this time I + should have become a prince. And now were it not for the fact that I have + promised to stay with these people, to be a panther at two francs and a + half a day, I would gladly go along with you.” + </p> + <p> + “Thank you; thank you for your good intentions,” answered the marionette. + “In case you decide to go with me, I start to-morrow morning at dawn.” + </p> + <p> + “On what steamship?” + </p> + <p> + “What did you say?” asked Pinocchio. + </p> + <p> + “On what steamship do you sail?” + </p> + <p> + “Sail! I am going on foot.” + </p> + <p> + At these words everybody laughed. + </p> + <p> + “There is little to laugh at, my dear people. If you knew how many miles I + have traveled on these legs by day and by night, over land and sea, you + would not laugh. What! do you think Fairyland, the country of the + Blockheads, and the Island of the Bees are reached in a single stride? I + go to Africa, and I go on foot.” + </p> + <p> + “But it is necessary to cross the Mediterranean Sea.” + </p> + <p> + “It will be crossed.” + </p> + <p> + “On foot?” + </p> + <p> + “Either on foot or on horseback, it matters little. But pardon me, after + crossing the Mediterranean Sea, do you reach Africa?” + </p> + <p> + “Certainly, unless you wish to go by way of the Red Sea.” + </p> + <p> + “The Red Sea? No, truly!” + </p> + <p> + “Perhaps the route over the Red Sea would be better.” + </p> + <p> + “I do not wish to go near the Red Sea.” + </p> + <p> + “And why?” asked the wolf man, who up to this time had not opened his + mouth. + </p> + <p> + “Why? Why? Because I do not wish to get my clothes dyed; do you + understand?” + </p> + <p> + More laughter greeted these words. Pinocchio’s wooden cheeks got very red, + and he sputtered: “This is no way to treat a gentleman. I shall do as I + please, and I do not please to enter the Red Sea. That is enough. Now I + shall leave you,” and he started off. + </p> + <p> + “Farewell, farewell, marionette!” + </p> + <p> + “Farewell, you impolite beasts!” Pinocchio wanted to call out, but he did + not. + </p> + <p> + “Come back!” cried the bearded man; “here is the bucket; please fill it + once more, for I am still thirsty.” + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page019.jpg" alt="The animals ask for water" width="750" + height="514" /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c6" id="c6"></a><img src="images/Page020.jpg" + alt="Pinocchio goes for water" width="750" height="469" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER VI<br /> PINOCCHIO IN DOUBT + </h2> + <p> + Pinocchio went away very angry, vowing that he would avenge himself on all + who had laughed at him. + </p> + <p> + “To begin with,” said he, “I intend to make them all die of thirst. If + they wait to drink of the water that I bring, they will certainly die.” + With these thoughts in his mind the marionette started homeward, carrying + the bucket on his head. + </p> + <p> + “The bucket will repay me for all the work I have had put upon me. How + unlucky we children are! Wherever we go, there is always something for us + to do. To-day I thought I would simply enjoy myself; instead, I have had + to carry water for a company of strangers. How absurd! two trips, one + after the other, to give drink to people I do not know! And how they + drink! they seem to be sponges. For my part they can be thirsty as long as + they like. I feel now as if I would never again move a finger for them. I + am not going to be laughed at.” + </p> + <p> + As he finished these remarks Pinocchio arrived at the fountain. It was + delightful to see the clear water rushing out, but he could not help + thinking of those poor creatures who were waiting for him. He had to stop. + </p> + <p> + “Shall I or shall I not?” he asked himself. “After all, they are good + people, who are forced to imitate wild animals; and besides, they have + treated me with some kindness. I may as well carry some water to them; a + trip more or less makes no difference to me.” + </p> + <p> + He approached the fountain, filled the bucket, and ran down the road. + </p> + <p> + “Hello within there!” he said in a low voice. “Here is the bucket of + water; come and take it, for I am not going in.” + </p> + <p> + “Good marionette,” said the beasts, “thank you!” + </p> + <p> + “Don’t mention it,” replied Pinocchio, very happy. + </p> + <p> + “Why will you not come in?” + </p> + <p> + “It is impossible, thank you. I must go to school.” + </p> + <p> + “Then you are not going to Africa?” + </p> + <p> + “Who told you that! I am returning to school to bid farewell to my + teacher, and to ask him to excuse me for a few days. Then I wish to see my + father and ask his permission to go, so that he will not be anxious while + I am away.” + </p> + <p> + “Excellent marionette, you will become famous.” + </p> + <p> + “What agreeable people!” thought Pinocchio. “I am sorry to leave them.” + </p> + <p> + “So you really will not come in?” + </p> + <p> + “No, I have said so before. I must go to school first, and then—” + </p> + <p> + “But it seems to me rather late for school,” said the crocodile man. + </p> + <p> + “That is true; it is too late for school,” replied Pinocchio. + </p> + <p> + “Well, then, stay a little longer with us, and later you can go home to + your father.” + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio thrust his head through the hole and leaped into the tent. The + naughty marionette had not the least desire to go to school, and was only + too glad of an excuse to watch these strange people. + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c7" id="c7"></a><img src="images/Page023.jpg" + alt="The director gives a pitch" width="750" height="489" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER VII<br /> HE BIDS GOOD-BY TO THE ANIMALS + </h2> + <p> + The show had begun. The director was explaining to the people the wonders + of his menagerie. + </p> + <p> + “Ladies and gentlemen, observe the beauty and the wildness of all these + animals, which I have brought from Central Africa. Here they are, inclosed + in these many cages, but hidden from your view. Why are they hidden? + Because, ladies and gentlemen, you would be frightened at the sight of + them, and your peace and health greatly concern me. The first animal which + I have the pleasure to present to you is the elephant. Observe, ladies and + gentlemen, that small affair which hangs under his nose. With that he + builds houses, tills the soil, writes letters, carries trunks, and picks + flowers. You can see that the animal was painted from life and placed in + this beautiful frame.” + </p> + <p> + The people began to look at one another. + </p> + <p> + “Now, ladies and gentlemen, let us go on to the next one.” + </p> + <p> + A roar of laughter and jeers arose on all sides. The director saw the + unfortunate state of things and began to shout: “Have respect, ladies, for + the poor sick monkey I told you of. At this moment she is pressing to her + breast for the last time her friendless child.” + </p> + <p> + But not even this was sufficient to calm the crowd, which presently became + an infuriated mob. Men and women rushed about the tent, making fierce + gestures and heaping abuse upon the director. What an uproar! + </p> + <p> + In the cage where Pinocchio was, there was no confusion, and the + conversation between the marionette and the wild beasts went on without + stopping. + </p> + <p> + “When do you leave for Africa?” Pinocchio was asked. + </p> + <p> + “Have I not told you? To-morrow morning at daybreak, even if it rains.” + </p> + <p> + “Excellent! But you must carry with you several things which you may + need.” + </p> + <p> + “And those are—?” + </p> + <p> + “First of all you will need plenty of money.” + </p> + <p> + “That is not lacking,” said Pinocchio in his usual airy way. + </p> + <p> + “Good! Then you should get a rifle.” + </p> + <p> + “What for?” + </p> + <p> + “To defend yourself against the wild animals.” + </p> + <p> + “Come, come! You don’t want me to believe that! I have seen what the wild + animals of Africa are!” + </p> + <p> + “Be careful, marionette. Take a good rifle with you, for one never knows + what will happen in Africa.” + </p> + <p> + “But I do not know how to load one.” + </p> + <p> + “Well, then, stay at home. It is folly for you to begin such an + undertaking without arms and without knowing how to use them.” + </p> + <p> + “It is you who are foolish. Do not make me angry. When I have decided upon + a thing no one can stop me from carrying it out.” + </p> + <p> + “Take care, marionette; you may be sorry.” + </p> + <p> + “Nevertheless I shall go.” + </p> + <p> + “You may find things very unpleasant.” + </p> + <p> + “It is for that very reason that I am going.” + </p> + <p> + “You may never return.” + </p> + <p> + “The good Fairy will protect me.” + </p> + <p> + “Who is the Fairy?” + </p> + <p> + “How many things you want to know! If you are in need of nothing else, I + will bid you all good-by!” + </p> + <p> + “Farewell, marionette.” + </p> + <p> + “Till we meet again.” + </p> + <p> + “Good-by, blockhead.” + </p> + <p> + “Don’t be rude! said Pinocchio, greatly vexed, and out he went. + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page026.jpg" alt="Pinocchio leaves the animals" + width="621" height="550" /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c8" id="c8"></a><img src="images/Page027.jpg" + alt="Pinocchio arrives home" width="750" height="445" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER VIII<br /> PINOCCHIO DOES NOT SLEEP + </h2> + <p> + When Pinocchio arrived at his home he found his father already in bed. Old + Geppetto did not earn enough to provide a supper for two. He used to say + that he was not hungry, and go to bed. But there was always plenty for + Pinocchio. An onion, some beans moistened in water, and a piece of bread + which had been left over from the morning, were never missing. + </p> + <p> + That night Pinocchio found a better meal than usual. + </p> + <p> + His good father, not having seen his son at the regular dinner hour, knew + that the boy would be very hungry. There would have to be something out of + the ordinary. He therefore added to the fare some dried fish and a + delicious morsel of orange peel. “He will even have fruit,” the good man + had said to himself, smiling at the joy his dear Pinocchio would feel on + seeing himself treated like a man of the world. + </p> + <p> + The marionette ate his supper with relish, and having finished his meal, + went over to his sleeping father and kissed him as a reward for the fish + and the orange peel. Pinocchio, to say the least, had a good heart, and + would have done anything for his father except study and work. + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page028.jpg" alt="Pinocchio had vivid dreams" width="694" + height="550" /> + </p> + <p> + That night he slept little. Lions, elephants, tigers, panthers, beautiful + women dressed in silk and mounted on butterflies as large as eagles, men, + in large boots, armed with knives and guns, palaces of silver and gold! + All these and a great many more strange sights floated before his dreaming + eyes, while he could hear animals roaring, howling, and whistling to the + sound of trumpets and drums. + </p> + <p> + At length the night ended and Pinocchio arose. First of all he went to bid + farewell to his friends in the circus, but they were no longer to be + found. During the night the director had quietly stolen away with his + company. + </p> + <p> + “A pleasant journey to you!” said Pinocchio, and he began to search the + ground for a forgotten piece of gold, or some precious stone which might + have fallen from a lady’s diadem; but he found nothing. + </p> + <p> + “What shall I do now? Shall I go to Africa or to school? It might be + better to go to school, for the teacher says that I am a little behind in + reading, writing, composition, history, geography, and arithmetic. In + other subjects I am not so dull. Yes, yes; it will certainly do me more + good to go to school. Then I shall be a dunce no longer.” + </p> + <p> + Having made this sensible decision, the marionette started for home with + the idea of studying his lessons and of going to school. + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c9" id="c9"></a><img src="images/Page030.jpg" + alt="The Date peddler" width="750" height="429" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER IX<br /> PINOCCHIO EATS DATES + </h2> + <p> + Soon he met a man in a paper hat and a white apron. He was pushing a cart + filled with a kind of fruit that Pinocchio had never seen before. + </p> + <p> + “Dates! dates! fresh dates! sweet dates! real African dates!” came the + cry. + </p> + <p> + “Even he speaks of Africa!” thought Pinocchio. “Africa seems to follow me. + But what has Africa to do with dates, and what are these dates? I have + never heard of them.” The man stopped; Pinocchio stopped also. A lady + bought some of the dates, and it happened that one of them fell on the + ground. The marionette picked it up and handed it to her. + </p> + <p> + “Thank you,” she said with a smile. “Keep it yourself; you have earned + it.” + </p> + <p> + The man with the cart went on, “Dates! dates! fresh dates! sweet dates! + real African dates!” + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio looked after him for a time and then put the date into his + mouth. Great Caesar! How delicious! Never before had he tasted anything so + sweet. The orange peel was nothing compared with this! What the circus + people had told him, then, was really true! + </p> + <p> + “To Africa I go,” he said, “even if I break a leg. What do I care about + the Red Sea, the Yellow Sea, the Green, or any other sea? I will go!” + </p> + <p> + And the rascal, forgetting his home and his father, who at that very + moment was waiting to give him his breakfast, set out toward the sea. + </p> + <p> + As he neared the water he heard a voice call, “Pinocchio! Pinocchio!” + </p> + <p> + The marionette stopped and looked around, but seeing no one, he went on. + </p> + <p> + “Pinocchio! Pinocchio! Be careful! You know not what you do!” + </p> + <p> + “Farewell and many thanks,” answered the stubborn marionette, and + forthwith stepped into the sea. + </p> + <p> + “The water is like ice this morning. No wonder it makes me feel cold; but + I know how to get rid of a chill. A good swim, and I am as warm as ever.” + Out shot his arms and he plunged into the water. The journey to Africa had + begun. + </p> + <p> + At noon he still swam on. It grew dark and on he swam. Later the moon + arose and grinned at him. He kept on swimming, without a sign of fatigue, + of hunger, or of sleepiness. A marionette can do things that would tire a + real boy, and to Pinocchio swimming was no task at all. + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page032.jpg" alt="Pinocchio swims to Africa" width="525" + height="550" /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c10" id="c10"></a><img src="images/Page033.jpg" + alt="Pinocchio hits the rocks" width="750" height="326" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER X<br /> PINOCCHIO LANDS ON A ROCK + </h2> + <p> + The moon grinned again and disappeared behind a cloud. The night grew + dark. Pinocchio continued to swim through the black waters. He could see + nothing ahead. He swam, swam, swam into the dark. Suddenly he felt + something scrape his body, and he gave a start. + </p> + <p> + “Who goes there?” he cried. No one answered. “Perhaps it is my old friend + the shark, who has recognized me,” thought he; and he rapidly swam on to + get away from the spot which reminded him of that terrible monster. + </p> + <p> + He had not gone more than fifty yards when his head ran against something + rough and hard. “Oh!” cried the marionette, and he raised his hand to the + injured part. + </p> + <p> + Then, as he noticed a large rock standing out of the water, he cried + joyously; “I have arrived! I am in Africa!” + </p> + <p> + He got up on his feet and began to feel of himself all over,—his ribs, his + stomach, his legs. Everything was in order. + </p> + <p> + “Nothing broken!” he said. “The rocks on the way have been very kind. + However, I hope that day will break soon, for I have no matches, and it + seems to me that I am very hungry.” + </p> + <p> + Then he began to move on carefully. First he put down one foot and then + the other, and thus crept along till he found a comfortable spot. “I seem + to be very tired and sleepy also,” he said. + </p> + <p> + With that, he lay down and went off in to a deep slumber. + </p> + <p> + When he awoke it was daylight. The sun shone red and hot. There was + nothing to be seen but rocks and water. + </p> + <p> + “Is this Africa?” said the marionette, greatly troubled. “Even at dawn it + seems to be very warm. When the sun gets a little higher I am likely to be + baked.” And he wiped the sweat from his brow on his coat sleeve. Presently + clouds began to rise out of the water. They grew darker and darker, and + the day, instead of being bright, gradually became gloomy and overcast. + </p> + <p> + The sun disappeared. + </p> + <p> + “This is funny!” said Pinocchio. “What jokes the sun plays in these parts! + It shines for a while and then disappears.” + </p> + <p> + Poor marionette! It did not occur to him at first that he had slept the + whole day, and that instead of the rising he saw the setting of the sun. + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page035.jpg" alt="The Sun comes up on the rocks" + width="548" height="550" /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c11" id="c11"></a><img src="images/Page036.jpg" + alt="Pinocchio crying" width="750" height="360" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XI<br /> THE FIRST NIGHT IN AFRICA + </h2> + <p> + “And now I must pass another night here alone on these bare rocks!” he + thought. + </p> + <p> + The unhappy marionette began to tremble. He tried to walk, but the night + was so dark that it was impossible to see where to go. The tears rolled + down his wooden cheeks. He thought of his disobedience and of his + stubbornness. He remembered the warnings his father had given him, the + advice of his teacher, and the kindly words of the good Fairy. He + remembered the promises he had made to be good, obedient, and studious. + How happy he had been! He recalled the day when his father’s face beamed + with pleasure at his progress. He saw the happy smile with which his + protecting Fairy greeted him. His tears fell fast, and sobs rent his + heart. + </p> + <p> + “If I should die, here in this gloomy place! If I should die of weariness, + of hunger, of fear! To die a marionette without having had the happiness + of becoming a real boy!” + </p> + <p> + He wept bitterly, and yet his troubles had scarcely begun. Even while his + tears were flowing down his cheeks and into the dark water, he heard + prolonged howls. At the same time he saw lights moving to and fro, as if + driven by the wind. + </p> + <p> + “What in the world is this? Who is carrying those lanterns?” asked + Pinocchio, continuing to sob. + </p> + <p> + As if in answer to his questions, two lights came down the rocky coast and + drew nearer to him. + </p> + <p> + Along with the lights came the howls, which sounded like those he had + heard at the circus, only more natural and terrible. + </p> + <p> + “I hope this will end well,” the marionette said to himself, “but I have + some doubt about it.” + </p> + <p> + He threw himself on the ground and tried to hide between the rocks. A + minute later and he felt a warm breath on his face. There stood the + shadowy form of a hyena, its open mouth ready to devour the marionette at + one gulp. + </p> + <p> + “I am done for!” and Pinocchio shut his eyes and gave a last thought to + his dear father and his beloved Fatina. But the beast, after sniffing at + him once or twice from head to foot, burst into a loud, howling laugh and + walked away. He had no appetite for wooden boys. + </p> + <p> + “May you never return!” said Pinocchio, raising his head a little and + straining his eyes to pierce the darkness about him. “Oh, if there were + only a tree, or a wall, or anything to climb up on!” + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page038.jpg" alt="Hyenas" width="750" height="288" /> + </p> + <p> + The marionette was right in wishing for something to keep him far above + the ground. During the whole night these visitors were coming and going. + They came around him howling, sniffing, laughing, mocking. As each one ran + off, Pinocchio would say, “May you never return!” He lay there shivering + in the agony of his terror. If the night had continued much longer, the + poor fellow would have died of fright. But the dawn came at last. All + these strange night visitors disappeared. Pinocchio tried to get up. He + could not move. His legs and arms were stiff. A terrible weakness had + seized him, and the world swam around him. Hunger overpowered him. The + poor marionette felt that he should surely die. “How terrible,” he + thought, “to die of hunger! What would I not eat! Dry beans and cherry + stems would be delicious.” He looked eagerly around, but there was not + even a cricket or a snail in sight. There was nothing, nothing but rocks. + </p> + <p> + Suddenly, however, a faint cry came from his parched throat. Was it + possible? A few feet from him there was something between the rocks which + looked like food. The marionette did not know what it was. He dragged + himself along on hands and knees, and commenced to eat it. His nose wished + to have nothing to do with it, and would even have drawn back, but the + marionette said; “It is necessary to accustom yourself to all things, my + friends. One must have patience. Don’t be afraid; if I find any roses, I + promise to gather them for you.” + </p> + <p> + The nose became quiet, the mouth ate, the hunger was satisfied, and when + the meal was finished Pinocchio jumped to his feet and shouted joyously; + “I have had my first meal in Africa. Now I must begin my search for + wealth.” He forgot the night, his father, and Fatina. His only thought was + to get farther away from home. + </p> + <p> + What an easy thing life is to a wooden marionette! + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c12" id="c12"></a><img src="images/Page040.jpg" + alt="Pinocchio is homesick" width="750" height="380" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XII<br /> PINOCCHIO IS WELL RECEIVED + </h2> + <p> + “First of all,” he said, “I must go to the nearest castle I can find. The + master will not refuse me shelter and food. Some soup, a leg of roast + chicken, and a glass of milk will put me in fine spirits.” + </p> + <p> + The journey across the rocks was full of difficulties, but the marionette + overcame them readily, leaping from rock to rock like a goat. He walked, + walked, walked! The rocks seemed to have no ending, and the castle, which + he imagined he saw in the distance, appeared to be always farther and + farther away. As the marionette drew nearer, the towers began to disappear + and the walls to crumble. He walked on broken-hearted. Finally he sat down + in despair and put his head in his hands. “Farewell, castle! good-by, + roast chicken and soup!” He was about to weep again when he saw in the + distance a village of great beauty lying at the foot of a gentle slope. + </p> + <p> + At the sight he gave a cry of joy and without a moment’s delay set out in + that direction. He leaped over the rocks and bushes, putting to flight + several flocks of birds in his haste. Of course only a marionette could go + as fast as he did. “How beautiful Africa is!” said he. “If I had known + this I would have come here long ago.” + </p> + <p> + In a short time he reached the main square of the town. Men, women, and + children were lounging about, gossiping, buying, and selling. When they + saw the marionette they gathered around him, and many began to shout: “It + is Pinocchio! Look, here is Pinocchio! Pinocchio! Pinocchio!” + </p> + <p> + “Well, this is strange!” said the marionette to himself. “I am known even + in Africa. Surely I am a great person.” + </p> + <p> + Like most great men, Pinocchio was annoyed at his noisy reception. In some + anger he made his way through the crowd, pushing people right and left + with his elbows. He ran down a side street and finally stopped before a + restaurant, over which was the sign printed in huge letters: + </p> + <p style="text-align:center"> + MARIONETTES SERVED HERE. + </p> + <p> + “This is what I have been looking for,” said Pinocchio, and he went in. + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page042.jpg" alt="Pinocchio at the restaurant" + width="410" height="550" /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <h2> + <a name="c13" id="c13"></a>CHAPTER XIII<br /> PINOCCHIO IS ARRESTED + </h2> + <p> + Pinocchio found himself facing a man of about fifty years of age. He was + stout and good-natured, and like all good hosts, asked what the gentleman + would have to eat. Pinocchio, hearing himself called “gentleman,” swelled + with pride, and very gravely gave his order. He was served promptly, and + devoured everything before him in a way known only to hungry marionettes. + </p> + <p> + In the meantime the innkeeper eyed his customer from head to foot. He + addressed Pinocchio in a very respectful manner, but the marionette gave + only short answers. Persons of rank ate here, and to appear like one of + them he could not allow himself to waste words on common folk. + </p> + <p> + Having finished his meal, the marionette asked for something to drink. + </p> + <p> + “What is this drink called?” he asked, as he put down the glass and thrust + his thumb into his vest pocket after the manner of a gentleman. + </p> + <p> + “Nectar, your excellency.” + </p> + <p> + Upon hearing himself called “excellency” Pinocchio fairly lost his head. + He felt a strange lightness in his feet; indeed, he found it hard work to + resist the temptation to get up and dance. “I knew that in Africa I should + make my fortune,” he thought, and called for a box of cigarettes. + </p> + <p> + Having smoked one of these, the brave Pinocchio arose to go out, when the + host handed him a sheet of paper on which was written a row of figures. + </p> + <p> + “What is this?” asked the marionette. + </p> + <p> + “The bill, your excellency; the amount of your debt for the dinner.” + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio stroked his wooden chin and looked at the innkeeper in surprise. + </p> + <p> + “Is there anything astonishing about that, your excellence? Is it not + usual in your country to pay for what you eat?” + </p> + <p> + “It is amazing! I do not know what you mean! What strange custom is this + that you speak of?” + </p> + <p> + “In these parts, your excellency,” remarked the innkeeper, “when one eats, + one must pay. However, if your lordship has no money, and intends to live + at the expense of others, I have a very good remedy. One minute!” + </p> + <p> + So saying, the man stepped out of the door, uttered a curious sound, and + then returned. + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio lost his courage. He broke down and began to weep. He begged the + man to have patience. The first piece of gold he found would pay for the + meal. The innkeeper smiled as he said, “I am sorry, but the thing is + done.” + </p> + <p> + “What is done?” asked the marionette. + </p> + <p> + “I have sent for the police.” + </p> + <p> + “The police!” cried the marionette, shaking with fear. “The police! Even + in Africa there are policemen? Please, sir, send them back! I do not want + to go to prison.” + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page045.jpg" alt="Policemen confront Pinocchio" + width="750" height="414" /> + </p> + <p> + All this was useless talk. Two black policemen were already there. + Straight toward the marionette they went and asked his name. + </p> + <p> + “Pinocchio,” he answered in a faint voice. + </p> + <p> + “What is your business?” + </p> + <p> + “I am a marionette.” + </p> + <p> + “Why have you come to Africa?” + </p> + <p> + “I will tell you,” replied Pinocchio, “You gentlemen must know that my + poor father sold his coat to buy me a spelling book, and as I have heard + that there is plenty of gold and silver in Africa, I have come here.” + </p> + <p> + “What kind of talk is this?” asked the elder of the two policemen. “No + nonsense! Show us your papers.” + </p> + <p> + “What papers! I left all I had at school.” + </p> + <p> + The policemen cut short the marionette’s words by taking out their + handcuffs and preparing to lead him away to prison. But the innkeeper was + a good-hearted man, and he was sorry for the poor blockhead. He begged + them to leave Pinocchio in his charge. + </p> + <p> + “So long as you are satisfied, we are satisfied,” said the policemen. “If + you wish to give away your food, that is your own affair;” and they went + off without saying another word. + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c14" id="c14"></a><img src="images/Page047.jpg" + alt="The policemen leave" width="750" height="408" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XIV<br /> PINOCCHIO’S FATHER + </h2> + <p> + Pinocchio blushed with shame. + </p> + <p> + “Then you are the marionette Pinocchio?” + </p> + <p> + Upon hearing himself addressed in this familiar way, Pinocchio felt a + little annoyed, but recalling the unsettled account, he thought it best to + answer politely that he was Pinocchio. + </p> + <p> + “I am pleased,” continued the man; “I am very much pleased, because I knew + your father.” + </p> + <p> + “You knew my father?” exclaimed the marionette. + </p> + <p> + “Certainly I knew him! I was a servant in his house before you were born.” + </p> + <p> + “In my house as a servant? When has father Geppetto had servants?” asked + the marionette, his eyes wide with surprise. + </p> + <p> + “But who said Geppetto? Geppetto is not your father’s name.” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, indeed! Well, then, what is his name?” + </p> + <p> + “Your father’s name is not Geppetto, but Collodi. A wonderful man, my + boy.” + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio understood less and less. It was strange, he thought, to have + come to Africa to learn the story of his family. He listened with + astonishment to all that the innkeeper said. + </p> + <p> + “Remember, however, that even if you are not really the son of the good + Geppetto, it does not follow that you should forget the care he has given + you. What gratitude have you shown him? You ran away from home without + even telling him. Who knows how unhappy the poor old man may be! You never + will understand what suffering you cause your parents. Such blockheads as + you are not fit to have parents. They work from morning till night so that + you may want for nothing, and may grow up to be good and wise men, useful + to yourselves, to your family, and to your country. What do you do? + Nothing! You are worthless!” + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio listened very thoughtfully. He had never expected that in Africa + he was to hear so many disagreeable truths, and he was on the verge of + weeping. + </p> + <p> + “For your father’s sake you have been let off easily. From now on you may + regard this as your home. I am not very rich, and I need a boy to help me. + You will do. You may as well begin to work at once.” And he handed the + marionette a large broom. + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page049.jpg" alt="Pinocchio sweeps the floor" width="750" + height="446" /> + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio was vexed at this, but the thought of the black policemen and + the unsettled bill cooled his anger, and he swept as well as he knew how. + “From a gentleman to a sweeper! What fine progress I have made!” he + thought, as the tears rolled down his cheeks. + </p> + <p> + “If my father were to see me now, or my good Fairy, or my companions at + school! What a fine picture I should make!” And he continued to sweep and + dust. + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c15" id="c15"></a><img src="images/Page050.jpg" + alt="Pinocchio sells water" width="750" height="415" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XV<br /> PINOCCHIO SELLS DRINKING WATER + </h2> + <p> + The time passed quickly. At the dinner hour Pinocchio had a great appetite + and ate with much enjoyment. The master praised him highly for the tidy + appearance of the store and urged him to keep up his good work. + </p> + <p> + “At the end of twenty years,” he said, “You will have put aside enough to + return home, and a little extra money to spend on poor old Geppetto. Now + that you have eaten, take this leather bag and fill it with water, which + you are to sell about the city. When you return we shall know how much you + have made.” + </p> + <p> + The bag was soon strapped on his shoulders and the marionette was shown + the door. “Remember,” said his master, “a cent a glass!” + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio set out down the narrow street. He walked on, little caring + where he went. His wooden brains were far away. He was grieved. Had the + master known just how the marionette felt he would have run after him and + at least regained his leather bag. + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio walked on. He was soon among a hurrying crowd of people. “Can + this be Egypt in Africa? I have read about it often.” + </p> + <p> + A man, wrapped in a white cloak, touched him on the shoulder. Pinocchio + did not understand, and started to go on about his business, but the man + took him roughly by the nose. Pinocchio shrieked. The crowd stopped. At + last, he discovered that the man wanted water. Pinocchio placed the bag on + the ground. Then he poured the water into a glass. The man drank, paid, + and went his way. + </p> + <p> + “What a thirst for water Africans have!” thought the marionette, as he + remembered his companions of the circus. “I like ices better, and I am + going to try to get one with this penny.” At once he started off, leaving + the leather bag behind. + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c16" id="c16"></a><img src="images/Page052.jpg" + alt="Pinocchio rides a dog" width="750" height="312" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XVI<br /> A RIDE ON A DOG’S BACK + </h2> + <p> + A crowd of boys had by this time gathered in the street. They began, after + the manner of boys in nearly every part of the world, to annoy one who was + clearly a stranger. They did not know Pinocchio, however, nor the force of + his feet and elbows. There came a shower of kicks and punches, and the + boys scattered. Away flew Pinocchio. The people were astonished to see + those tiny legs fly like the wind. They shouted and ran after him. + Pinocchio resolved not to be caught. He turned into a side street that led + into the open country. A large dog, stretched out upon the ground, was in + his way. Pinocchio measured the distance and leaped. + </p> + <p> + At that very moment the dog sprang up, and hardly knowing how it happened, + Pinocchio found himself astride his back. Barking furiously, the animal + shot along like a cannon ball. The poor boy felt sure that he was going to + break his neck and prayed for safety. On they rushed. The dog jumped over + rocks and ditches as if he had done nothing in all his life but carry + marionettes on his back. + </p> + <p> + “Is it possible that he is a horse-dog?” thought Pinocchio. “If he is, I + shall ride him always, and when I return home, I shall present him to my + father. My companions will die of envy when they see me riding to school + like a gentleman. I shall make him a saddle like those I saw on the circus + horses, and a pair of silver stirrups. A saddle is really necessary, + because it is very uncomfortable to ride in this way.” + </p> + <p> + The came to a deep gully and the dog prepared to make the leap. Pinocchio + muttered to himself: “This is the end. If I cross this in safety, I will + surely return home and go to school.” + </p> + <p> + There was a leap, and a plunge into the black, empty air. When he opened + his eyes, he found himself lying at the bottom of a precipice in total + darkness. How long had he been in the air? The marionette did not know. He + remembered only that while flying down he had heard a familiar voice call, + “Pinocchio! Pinocchio! Pinocchio!” + </p> + <p> + “Farewell to the world and to Africa,” said the marionette. “Wooden + marionettes will never learn. Here I shall stay forever. It serves me + right.” + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c17" id="c17"></a><img src="images/Page054.jpg" + alt="Pinocchio in the cave" width="750" height="487" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XVII<br /> THE CAVE + </h2> + <p> + “If I get out of this prison alive, it will be the greatest wonder I have + ever known.” Pinocchio sat in the spot where he had fallen. He now began + to suffer from thirst. There had been a great deal of excitement, and his + throat was parched. He would have given anything for a sip of the water he + had so carelessly left in the middle of the street only a little while + before. + </p> + <p> + “I don’t want to die here,” he said. “I must get up and walk.” + </p> + <p> + So saying, he moved slowly about, groping with his hands and feet as if he + were playing blindman’s buff. The ground was soft, and the air seemed + fresh. In fact, it was not so bad as he had at first thought. Only four + things worried him,—darkness, hunger, thirst, and fear. Aside from these + he was safe and sound. + </p> + <p> + He had gone but a short distance through the darkness when suddenly he + thought he heard a faint murmur. He saw a gleam of light. The blood rushed + through his veins. He walked on. The sound became clearer, and the light + grew brighter. At length Pinocchio found himself in a cave lighted by soft + rays. The murmuring sound was caused by a small stream of water coming out + from a high rock and forming a little waterfall. Pinocchio rushed toward + the rocks, opened his mouth wide like a funnel, and drank his fill. + </p> + <p> + “I shall not die of thirst,” said the marionette. “Unfortunately, I am + still hungry. What a fate is mine! Why can we not live without eating? + Some day I am going to find a way. If I succeed, I shall teach the poor + people to live without food as I do. How happy they will be!” Meanwhile he + looked about for a means of escape. Soon he discovered the hole that + lighted the cave, and walked out once more under the open sky. + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c18" id="c18"></a><img src="images/Page056.jpg" + alt="Pinocchio sees a mirage" width="729" height="550" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XVIII<br /> THE CARAVAN + </h2> + <p> + He saw nothing but rocks and sand; rocks that shone like mirrors, and sand + that burned like fire. He walked on very sadly, without knowing where. + Presently he found himself upon a hill, from which he could see a vast + plain crossed by a wide highway. A long line of people and camels were on + the march, but how strange they looked! They were going along with heads + down and feet up. At first the marionette was filled with a strong desire + to laugh; then he became frightened and rubbed his eyes, doubting what + they told him. + </p> + <p> + “Am I dreaming?” he said to himself. + </p> + <p> + The line continued its march, and he distinctly heard the people laugh and + joke as they all sat upside down on the backs of the inverted camels. + </p> + <p> + “I was not prepared for this! What a strange way of traveling they have in + Africa! Maybe I too am walking on my head!” and he touched himself to make + sure that his head was in its proper place. + </p> + <p> + Meanwhile the caravan passed on, and Pinocchio stood still, his eyes fixed + upon the camels as they disappeared at the turning of the road. The only + thing left for him to do was to follow them. + </p> + <p> + “Either on my head or on my feet I shall surely arrive somewhere! I do not + believe that all those people will walk on air forever. Sometime or other + they will stop to eat. I shall be there to help them.” + </p> + <p> + As he spoke the marionette started forward, walking rapidly in the hot + sun. + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c19" id="c19"></a><img src="images/Page058.jpg" alt="The Caravan" + width="750" height="375" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XIX<br /> THE BABY PULLS HIS NOSE + </h2> + <p> + In half an hour he had caught up with the topsy-turvy caravan. It had + stopped at a large well, which was filled with clear, cool water. The + people were laughing and talking as if they were at home. They were all as + happy as they could be. + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio could not understand it. Had these people really stood on their + heads? What had happened to them? There was something wrong. He had + certainly seen them traveling in that strange fashion. However, a + marionette who is hungry and thirsty does not worry long about things he + cannot explain. He was there, and the people were eating and drinking. + </p> + <p> + “What a fool I am! If their heads were upside down, they could neither eat + nor drink. Surely they will not refuse me a little water, and perhaps as + they are familiar with Africa, I may discover in talking with them where + the mines of gold and precious stones are to be found.” + </p> + <p> + So saying, Pinocchio moved toward an old man who was sitting with a pipe + in his mouth. He had finished his meal and was enjoying a smoke. The + marionette took off his hat and said, “Pardon me, sir; what time is it?” + </p> + <p> + The old man’s answer came in a volume of smoke. + </p> + <p> + “Ask the sun, my boy. He will tell you.” + </p> + <p> + “Thank you!” said Pinocchio, a little taken aback by this reception, and + he moved on toward a woman with a baby on her shoulders. + </p> + <p> + “Madam, will you please tell me if I am on the right road to—” + </p> + <p> + “The world is wide,” broke in the woman. + </p> + <p> + “And long too,” thought the marionette. “How polite these Africans are!” + </p> + <p> + Of course, the marionette was a stupid fellow. He was a little ashamed to + beg for food, and had only asked these questions so that the people might + notice him and perhaps offer him food and water. An ordinary boy would + have asked for what he wanted, but the blockhead was too proud. + </p> + <p> + He was about to go on when the baby began to wave its arms, and to shout, + “I want it! I want it!” + </p> + <p> + Can you guess what it wanted? Pinocchio’s nose! The child reached out its + hands, and cried and kicked in trying to get hold of it. + </p> + <p> + The whole caravan looked toward the spot. A group of children gathered + about them. Even the camels lifted their heads to see what was the matter. + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page060.jpg" alt="The baby pulls Pinocchio's nose" + width="750" height="471" /> + </p> + <p> + The mother was distressed because the child’s screams and kicks continued. + She asked Pinocchio to let it touch his nose. His pride was hurt, but + thinking it best to humor the child, he went closer and allowed his nose + to be touched and squeezed and pulled until the baby was perfectly happy + and satisfied. The good woman laughed, and thanked Pinocchio by offering + him some bread and milk. + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio buried his face in the milk and ate the bread. There was no + doubt of his hunger. The others offered him fruit and cake. He was + pleased. Africa, after all, was a country where one could live. His hunger + satisfied, he did what marionettes usually do,—talked about himself. In a + short time all the people knew who he was and why he had come to Africa. + The old man with the pipe asked him, “Who told you that here in Africa + there is so much gold?” + </p> + <p> + “Who told me? He who knows told me!” + </p> + <p> + “But are you sure that he did not wish to deceive you?” + </p> + <p> + “Deceive <i>me</i>?” replied the marionette, “My dear sire, to deceive me + one must have a good—” and he touched his forehead with his forefinger as + much as to say that within lay a great brain. “Before leaving home I + studied so much that the teacher feared I should ruin my health.” + </p> + <p> + “Very well,” replied the old man, “let us travel together, for we also are + in search of gold and precious stones.” + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio’s heart beat fast with hope. At last there was some one to help + him in his search. He could scarcely control himself enough to say: + “Willingly, most willingly! I have no objections. Suit yourselves.” + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c20" id="c20"></a><img src="images/Page062.jpg" alt="Donkey" + width="750" height="426" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XX<br /> PINOCCHIO TRAVELS WITH THE CARAVAN + </h2> + <p> + The camels, refreshed by the large amount of water they had taken, stood + up, proud of their loads. Even the donkey brayed. Yes, there was a donkey! + And this fact displeased Pinocchio. He had for a long time felt a great + dislike for these animals. In fact, he had once been a donkey, and his + dislike was a natural one. + </p> + <p> + The donkey did not carry any load, and for that reason the marionette was + asked to ride on its back. He hesitated. It was stupid to ride a donkey, + and he would have preferred to walk, but he did not like to seem rude to + the good people, and up he mounted. + </p> + <p> + They traveled all day along the narrow road which gradually wound around + the slope of a mountain. The old man rode by the side of Pinocchio, asking + him many questions about the studies he had taken up to prepare himself + for this trip to Africa. + </p> + <p> + The marionette talked a great deal, and as might have been expected, made + many blunders. He began to think that his companions were very simple, and + that in Africa one could tell any kind of lie without being discovered. He + even went so far as to assure the old man that he knew the very spot where + they could find gold and diamonds, and ended by saying that within a week + they should all be men of great wealth. + </p> + <p> + “You must walk straight ahead,” the saucy marionette was saying, “then to + the right, and you will arrive at the bottom of a valley, through which + flows a beautiful brook of yellow water. By the side of this brook is a + tree, and beneath the tree there is gold in plenty.” + </p> + <p> + The old man was amazed to hear the tales he told. Pinocchio himself felt + ashamed of all these lies. He was afraid his nose would grow as it had + done one day at home. But no, it was still its natural size! + </p> + <p> + “Well!” he thought, “if it has not grown longer this time, it will never + grow again, no matter how many lies I tell.” + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c21" id="c21"></a><img src="images/Page064.jpg" + alt="Pinocchio is offered for sale" width="750" height="480" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XXI<br /> HE IS OFFERED FOR SALE + </h2> + <p> + They went on until they met a second caravan resting at a well. Every one + admired Pinocchio, and the old man who had him in charge treated him as if + he were his own son. + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio was greatly pleased. Yet to tell the truth he was worried. + Suppose they discovered that he had lied, and that he knew nothing about + Africa, or the gold, or the diamonds! What would happen then? + </p> + <p> + The old man was talking to three or four men of the new caravan. Pinocchio + did not like their faces. Now and then they looked toward the marionette + with open eyes of astonishment. + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio pricked up his ears to listen to the good things the old man was + saying about him. He felt highly flattered on hearing himself praised for + his character, his intelligence, and his ability to eat and drink. + </p> + <p> + Then the men lowered their voices, and the marionette only now and then + caught some stray words. + </p> + <p> + “How much do you want?” + </p> + <p> + “Come!” replied the good old man, “between us there should not be so much + talk. I cannot give him to you unless you give me twenty yards of English + calico, thirty yards of iron wire, and four strings of glass beads.” + </p> + <p> + “It is too much. It is too much,” replied one. + </p> + <p> + “They are bargaining for the donkey,” said Pinocchio, and he felt sorry + for the poor beast. + </p> + <p> + “I am sorry for you,” he went on, addressing the donkey, “because you have + made me quite comfortable. Now I must give you up and walk.” + </p> + <p> + “It is too much. It is too much,” the men were saying. + </p> + <p> + “Yes, yes, all you say is very true,” spoke one in a high voice, “but, + after all, he is made of wood.” + </p> + <p> + “Of wood? Who is made of wood? The donkey?” thought Pinocchio, looking at + the animal, which stood still, its ears erect as if it also were + listening. + </p> + <p> + “Here!” put in one of the men, “the bargain is made if you will give him + up for an elephant’s tooth; if not, let us talk no more of it.” + </p> + <p> + The old man was silent. He looked at the marionette, and then with a sigh + which came from his heart he said: “You drive a hard bargain! Add at least + the horn of a rhinoceros and let us be done with it.” + </p> + <p> + “Put in the horn!” replied the man, and they shook hands. “You have done + well, my friends,” the old man said. “That fellow there,”—and this time + pointed directly at Pinocchio,—“that fellow there has some great ideas in + his head. He knows a thing or two! He says he knows the exact spot where + one may find gold and diamonds.” + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio was thunderstruck! It was he and not the donkey that had been + sold. + </p> + <p> + “Dogs!” he cried, “farewell. I go from you forever.” And away he leaped as + fast as the north wind. They did not even try to follow him. Who could + have caught him. + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page066.jpg" alt="Pinocchio runs away" width="750" + height="248" /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c22" id="c22"></a><img src="images/Page067.jpg" + alt="Pinocchio in the forest" width="750" height="403" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XXII<br /> THE BIRD IN THE FOREST + </h2> + <p> + After two hours of hard running, Pinocchio, still angry at the treatment + he had received, came to a forest. “It’s better to be a bird in the bushes + than a bird in a cage!” he thought. + </p> + <p> + Although the walk in the forest was refreshing, he began, as usual, to be + hungry. The place was very beautiful, but beauty could not satisfy a + marionette’s appetite. He looked here and there in the hope that he might + see trees loaded with the fruit about which the elephant man had spoken. + He saw nothing but branches and leaves, leaves and branches. On he walked. + Both the forest and his hunger seemed without end. + </p> + <p> + Fortunately Pinocchio was very strong. Being made of wood, he could endure + a great many hardships. He was sure that his good Fairy would come to help + him, so he kept on bravely. He had walked a long way before he saw a large + tree, bearing fruit that resembled oranges. + </p> + <p> + “At last!” he cried aloud. The birds flew away at the sound. Pinocchio + climbed over the rocks and up the tree as fast as he could. + </p> + <p> + “I will eat enough to last for a week!” he said, as he thought of the + orange peel his father Geppetto had given him for supper. + </p> + <p> + He picked the largest of the fruit and put it into his mouth. It was as + hard as ivory. He pulled out his penknife, with which he used to sharpen + his pencil at school. With great difficulty he cut the fruit in two, to + find within only a soft, bitter pulp. Then he tried another and another. + All were like the first one, and he gave up trying because he was at + length convinced that none of the fruit was fit to eat. + </p> + <p> + Tired and unhappy, with bowed head and dangling arms, he pushed on slowly, + stumbling over rocks, and becoming entangled again and again in the + briers. He thought sadly of the disappointments he had met with in Africa. + </p> + <p> + “It is settled. I am to die of hunger. Where are the delicious fruits and + the precious stones? Should I not do better to go home and leave the gold + and silver to those who want them?” + </p> + <p> + As he went along, thinking over these things, he noticed ahead of him a + bird about the size of a canary, which looked at him as if it longed to + console him in his misery. + </p> + <p> + It went on before Pinocchio, flying from one branch to another, stopping + when the marionette stopped, and moving every time the marionette moved. + Pinocchio said to himself: “Does this dear little bird wish to be eaten? + I’ll pluck its feathers, stick a twig through it, put it in the sun, and + in half an hour it will be cooked and ready to eat.” + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page069.jpg" alt="Following the bird" width="670" + height="550" /> + </p> + <p> + While the hungry marionette was giving himself up to this thought, the + bird began to sing, + </p> + <blockquote> + <blockquote> + <p> + “Pinocchio, my dear,<br /> If you would honey + eat,<br /> Come closer to me here,<br /> And you + will find a treat.” + </p> + </blockquote> + </blockquote> + <p> + Imagine Pinocchio’s surprise! He approached the little songster and looked + up. Sure enough, there on a branch of a great tree was a beehive. + </p> + <p> + One would think that Pinocchio would at least stop to thank the bird, but + not he! Up the tree he went like a squirrel, while the bees buzzed about + him angrily. The marionette laughed. + </p> + <p> + “Sting away! sting away, brave bees! I am a marionette and made of wood. + You may sting me as much as you please.” He thrust his hand into the hive + and drew out a handful of sweet honey. + </p> + <p> + “This time at least I shall not die of hunger.” + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c23" id="c23"></a><img src="images/Page071.jpg" + alt="Pinocchio in the tree with honey" width="750" height="430" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XXIII<br /> HIS ADVENTURE WITH A LION + </h2> + <p> + The marionette was on the point of filling his mouth a second time, when + he heard a frightful roar directly under his feet. The shock almost + tumbled him down headfirst. Had he fallen, how unfortunate it would have + been! He would have gone straight into the deep mouth of an African lion + which was ready to devour him at one gulp. + </p> + <p> + “Oh, mercy!” cried the marionette. And the lion gave another dreadful roar + which seemed to say: “Mercy indeed! I have you now, you little thief.” + </p> + <p> + “Dear lion,” pleaded Pinocchio, “have pity on a poor orphan lad who is + nearly starving!” + </p> + <p> + The lion roared still louder. “Who has given you permission to take what + belongs to another without having earned it by useful and honest work? In + this world he who does not work must starve.” + </p> + <p> + “You are right, my dear lion, you are right. I am ready to pay to the last + cent for all the honey I eat, but please don’t seem so angry or I shall + die of fear.” + </p> + <p> + Then the lion stopped roaring, and sitting down upon the ground, he looked + at the marionette as if to say: “Well, what are you going to do about it? + Are you coming down or not?” + </p> + <p> + “Listen, my dear lion,” answered Pinocchio; “so long as you stay there, I + shall not come down. If you want me to go away and leave the honey, remove + yourself a hundred miles or so, and then I will obey you.” + </p> + <p> + The lion did not move. + </p> + <p> + For almost an hour Pinocchio sat glued to the tree, not daring to eat the + honey or to come down to the waiting lion. The hot rays of the sun beat + upon him. He felt that he must die, for hunger, fear, and heat seemed + ready to destroy him. + </p> + <p> + “Surely there must be away out of this,” he thought. “That lion must have + in him some spark of kindness. He has made up his mind to keep me company, + and perhaps it is my duty to thank him.” + </p> + <p> + Then the marionette raised his hand to ask permission to speak. It would + have been better had he kept still. + </p> + <p> + At this gesture the lion uttered a roar so loud that it shook the whole + forest. He began to lash the ground with his tail, sending up a cloud of + dust that nearly choked the marionette, and repeating all the while in + lion language, “If you move hand or foot, you will die!” + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio sat still. Another hour passed in silence. Pinocchio still + suffered from the heat and from hunger. Both honey and shade were within + easy reach, and he could enjoy neither. + </p> + <p> + “What an obstinate beast!” he muttered. “How stupid he is to wait there! + There is enough room in the forest for us both.” + </p> + <p> + But the lion did not move, and Pinocchio’s suffering was great. He was + sure now that he was going to die, and he looked sadly at those wooden + legs which had carried him through so many adventures. There was the + shade, but he could not reach it. There was the honey that must not be + touched. + </p> + <p> + “Eat! eat!” said the honey. “Come! come!” said the shade. + </p> + <p> + Fortunately a new character now arrived on the scene. A magnificent + giraffe came along through the bushes, eating the tender shoots as it + approached the spot. + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio saw the giraffe and recognized it at once from a picture of one + he had seen in school. The lion saw it also. What should he do? Continue + to watch the marionette, or attack and carry off the giraffe? He decided + to take the giraffe. As the animal raised its head to bite off the leaves + from a tall acacia, the lion leaped at its throat and killed it. Seizing + the body in his powerful jaws, the lion disappeared through the forest, + and Pinocchio was left behind to have his fill of honey. He ate as he had + never eaten before. + </p> + <p> + When he could eat no longer he came down from the tree, but how strange he + felt! His eyes were dim, and his head began to swim, while his legs went + here and there in every direction. He could not even talk clearly. + </p> + <p> + “African honey plays jokes upon those who eat too much of it!” he seemed + to hear some one say. He turned to see who it was that had spoken to him, + but no one was there. The next moment he fell heavily to the ground as if + he had been knocked down with a club. + </p> + <p> + “That is what happens to greedy boys!” continued the voice of the little + bird who had shown him the honey, but Pinocchio lay fast asleep. + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page075.jpg" alt="The lion and giraffe" width="373" + height="550" /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c24" id="c24"></a><img src="images/Page076.jpg" + alt="Pinocchio sleeps" width="750" height="422" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XXIV<br /> PINOCCHIO IS BROUGHT BEFORE THE KING + </h2> + <p> + Pinocchio had slept for hours when he was aroused by strange sounds. Were + these the voices of human beings. + </p> + <p> + “Yah! Yah! Hoi! Hoi! Uff! Uff!” + </p> + <p> + What could it possibly be? The marionette opened an eye, but quickly shut + it again when he saw a number of coal-black faces turned toward him. + </p> + <p> + “What do these ugly people want of me?” he asked himself, as he lay there + perfectly still. + </p> + <p> + When Pinocchio next opened his eyes he saw to his great surprise that the + men had formed a circle about him. At their chief’s command they began to + dance. It was all so funny that Pinocchio could hardly keep from laughing. + Then the chief made a sign, at which the savages advanced toward the + marionette, took him up by his arms and legs, and started away with him. + </p> + <p> + “This is not so bad,” thought the marionette. + </p> + <p> + After a time his bearers laid him gently upon the ground and commenced to + examine him. Pinocchio decided to make believe he was dead. + </p> + <p> + For that reason he kept his eyes shut tightly and lay still. + </p> + <p> + Suddenly there was a great noise. He was startled. Opening one eye, he saw + approaching a chief followed by a crowd of attendants. Judging from the + manner in which the new arrivals were received, they were persons of high + rank. At their approach the savages knelt down, raised their hands high in + the air, and bent their foreheads to the ground. + </p> + <p> + A man stepped out from the ranks and came toward Pinocchio. He examined + the marionette from head to foot, while all the others looked on in + silence. + </p> + <p> + When the examination was over the marionette hoped to be left in peace, + but another approached him and went through the same performance. Then + came a third, a fourth, a fifth, and so on. + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio was somewhat tired of this. As the last one came up he muttered, + “Now I shall see what they are going to do with me.” + </p> + <p> + The man who had first examined Pinocchio now approached him again, and + calling the bearers, said, in a tongue which, curiously enough, the + marionette understood, “Turn the little animal over!” + </p> + <p> + Upon hearing himself called an animal, Pinocchio was seized with a mad + desire to give his tormentor a kick, but he thought better of it. + </p> + <p> + The bearers advanced, took the marionette by the shoulders, and rolled him + over. + </p> + <p> + “Easy! easy! this bed is not too soft,” Pinocchio said to himself. + </p> + <p> + A second examination followed, and then another command, “Roll him over + again!” + </p> + <p> + “What do you take me for,—a top?” muttered the marionette in a burst of + rage. But he pricked up his ears when the man who had been rolling him + over turned to another and said, “Your majesty!” + </p> + <p> + “Indeed!” thought Pinocchio, “we are not dealing with ordinary persons! We + are beginning to know great people. Let me hear what he has to say about + me to his black majesty,” and the marionette listened with the deepest + attention. + </p> + <p> + “Your majesty, my knowledge of the noble art of cooking assures me that + this creature”—and he gave Pinocchio a kick—“is an animal of an extinct + race. It has been turned into wood, carried by the water to the beach, and + then brought here by the wind.” + </p> + <p> + “Not so bad for a cook,” thought Pinocchio. He felt half inclined to + strike out and hit the nose of the wise savage, who had again knelt down + to examine him. + </p> + <p> + “Your majesty,” continued the cook, “this little animal is dead, because + if it were not dead—” + </p> + <p> + “It would be alive,” Pinocchio muttered. “What a beast! How stupid!” + </p> + <p> + “Because if it were not dead, it would not be so hard. To conclude, had it + not been made of wood, I could have cooked it for your majesty’s dinner.” + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio said to himself: “Listen to this black rascal! Eaten alive! What + kind of country have I fallen into? What vulgar people! It’s lucky for me + that I am made of wood!” + </p> + <p> + His majesty then commanded that as the animal was not good to eat it + should be buried. + </p> + <p> + Immediately three or four of the men began to dig a hole, while the + unfortunate marionette, half dead with fright, tried to form some plan of + escape. The time passed. The hole was dug, and the poor fellow could not + think of any plan. Run away! But how? And if they found out that he was + alive would he not be cooked and eaten? The marionette did not know what + to do. + </p> + <p> + In the meantime two men had raised him from the ground and stood ready to + throw him into the hole. Then in spite of himself, the marionette began to + shout at the top of his lungs: “Stop! Stop! I will not be buried alive! + Help! Help! My good Fatina!—Fatina!—my Fatina! Help!” + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page080.jpg" alt="Pinocchio comes to life" width="665" + height="550" /> + </p> + <p> + At the first shout the two men who were holding him let him fall to the + ground and started off in a great fright. All the others followed their + example. + </p> + <p> + “What funny people!” said Pinocchio. “If I had known that they would all + run away like this, I should not have been so uneasy. However, I really do + not know why I have come here. If I only knew where to find diamonds and + gold, it would not be so hard. I might return home to my father, for who + knows how much he is suffering because I am not there!” + </p> + <p> + At that moment he would have given up the whole trip, but he was too + stupid to keep an idea in his head for more than a few seconds. Another + thought flashed across his mind, and he forgot his poor father. + </p> + <p> + “If these people run away, it means that they are afraid, and if they are + afraid, it means that they have no courage. Now then, I, being very brave, + may in a short time come to rule over everything in Africa. Perhaps—who + knows!—I may become a king or an emperor!” + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio, you lazy dreamer, are you never going to learn wisdom? Only a + blockhead like you could be so foolish. A wooden emperor, indeed! + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c25" id="c25"></a><img src="images/Page082.jpg" + alt="Monkeys throwing stones" width="750" height="408" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XXV<br /> THE MONKEYS STONE THE MARIONETTE + </h2> + <p> + Filled with these hopes and forgetting his fright, Pinocchio set boldly + forth without the least alarm at the difficulties of the journey. He was + going merrily along, dreaming of all the great things he would do as + emperor of Africa, when at a turn in the road there came flying after him + a volley of stones. Had any struck him he would have been killed. + Astonished and frightened at this strange turn of affairs, he glanced + around, but saw no one. He looked up at the trees, and then from right to + left, but nobody was in sight. + </p> + <p> + “This is pleasant!” exclaimed the marionette. “Have those pebbles fallen + from the sky?” And he started to go on his way. + </p> + <p> + He had taken only a few steps, when a second discharge drove him to the + shelter of a large tree. Thence he looked carefully in the direction from + which the stones continued to come. To his surprise he discovered among + the bushes and twigs a large number of monkeys. + </p> + <p> + “Well! What is this?” cried the marionette. “Those rogues must not be + allowed to play such mean tricks. I had better be on my guard.” + </p> + <p> + He picked up a stout stick lying on the ground near by. To his amazement, + the monkeys threw away the stones and began to pick up sticks likewise. + </p> + <p> + “I hope I shall get through this safely!” thought Pinocchio. He raised his + stick and threatened the whole army of monkeys. + </p> + <p> + The monkeys, as if obeying his command, raised their sticks and held them + erect, imitating exactly the action of the marionette. Then Pinocchio + lowered his stick, and the monkeys lowered theirs. Again Pinocchio lifted + his stick as high as he could, and the monkeys raised theirs, holding them + stiffly like soldiers on drill. + </p> + <p> + “Arms rest!” cried Pinocchio. + </p> + <p> + All the monkeys, imitating the marionette, lowered their sticks in perfect + order, just as soldiers do at the officer’s command. + </p> + <p> + “That’s a good idea,” thought Pinocchio, “I might become the leader of the + monkeys, and within a month conquer all Africa.” And he laughed at the + joke. + </p> + <p> + The monkeys looked straight at him, standing erect and in line waiting for + further orders. + </p> + <p> + “Ah! you wish to follow me!” said the marionette. “This might suit your + taste, but not mine, thank you! I will give you marching orders. Then I + shall be left in peace.” + </p> + <p> + Accordingly Pinocchio, who was determined to get away from these annoying + beasts, moved two steps forward. The monkeys advanced two steps also. Then + he took three steps to the rear, and the monkeys went back three steps. + </p> + <p> + “At—tention!” and facing about quickly, he started to run. All the monkeys + also turned, and began to run in the direction opposite to that taken by + the marionette. Pinocchio, laughing at his own cunning, went his way, only + now and then turning to watch the dark forms as they disappeared in the + distance. + </p> + <p> + “They all run away in this country,” he said to himself, and he too ran + on, fearing that the worthy beasts would return for further orders. + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c26" id="c26"></a><img src="images/Page085.jpg" + alt="Strange houses" width="750" height="396" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XXVI<br /> PINOCCHIO DREAMS AGAIN + </h2> + <p> + “If these people are such cowards that they run at the sound of my voice, + in a few days I shall be master of all Africa. I shall be a great man. + However, this is a country of hunger and thirst and fatigue. I must find a + place where I can rest a little before I begin my career of conquest.” + </p> + <p> + Fortune now seemed to favor Pinocchio. Not far off he thought he saw a + group of huts at the foot of a hill. He felt that besides getting rest and + shelter, he might also find something to eat. Greedy marionette! + </p> + <p> + As he approached he was struck by the strangeness of these buildings. They + looked like little towers topped with domes. He went along wondering what + race of people lived in houses built without windows or doors. He saw no + one, and he was filled with a sort of fear. + </p> + <p> + “Shall I go on or not?” he mused. “Perhaps it would be best to call out, + Some one will show me where to go for food and shelter.” + </p> + <p> + “Hello there!” he said in a low voice. No one answered. + </p> + <p> + “Hello there!” repeated the marionette a little louder. But there was no + answer. + </p> + <p> + “They are deaf, or asleep, or dead!” concluded the marionette, after + calling out at the top of his voice again and again. + </p> + <p> + Then he thought it might be a deserted village, and he entered bravely + between the towers. There was no one to be seen. As he stretched out his + tired limbs on the ground he murmured. “Since it is useless to think of + eating, I may at least rest.” And in a few minutes he was sound asleep. + </p> + <p> + He dreamed that he was being pulled along by an army of small insects that + resembled ants. It seemed to him that he was making every effort to stop + them, but he could not succeed. They dragged and rolled him down a slope + toward a frightful precipice, over which he must fall. It even seemed as + if they had entered his mouth by hundreds, busying themselves in tearing + out his tongue. It served him right, too, because his tongue had made many + false promises and caused everybody much suffering. + </p> + <p> + “You will never tell any more lies!” the ants seemed to say. + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page087.jpg" alt="Pinocchio is covered with ants" + width="689" height="550" /> + </p> + <p> + Then the marionette awoke with a struggle and a cry of fear. His dream was + a reality. He was covered with ants. He brushed them off his face, his + arms, his legs,—in short, his whole body. They had tortured him for four + or five hours, and only the fact that he was made of very hard wood had + saved his life. + </p> + <p> + “Thanks to my strong constitution.” thought the marionette, “I am as good + as new.” + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <h2> + <a name="c27" id="c27"></a>CHAPTER XXVII<br /> PINOCCHIO IS CARRIED AWAY IN + AN EGGSHELL + </h2> + <p> + Pinocchio now found himself in a dense growth of shrubbery which made his + progress difficult. He pushed on among the thorny plants. They would have + stopped any one but a wooden marionette. His clothes were torn, to be + sure, but he did not mind that. + </p> + <p> + “Soon I shall have a suit that will make me look like a prince. Goods of + the best quality, and tailoring that has never been equaled! The gold, the + silver, and the diamonds must be found.” And he went on at a brisk gait as + if he had been on the highway. + </p> + <p> + Trees, shrubs, underbrush,—nothing else! The scene would have grown + tiresome had it not been for a swarm of butterflies of the most beautiful + and brilliant colors. They flew here and there, now letting themselves be + carried by the wind, now hovering about in search of the flowers hidden in + the thick foliage. + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page089.jpg" alt="Pinocchio is carried by an ostrich" + width="372" height="550" /> + </p> + <p> + From time to time a hare would run between Pinocchio’s feet, and after a + few bounds would turn sharply around to stare at him with curious eyes, as + much as to say that a marionette was a comical sight. Young monkeys peeped + through the leaves, laughed at him, and then scampered away. + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio walked along fearlessly, caring little for what went on around + him, and thinking only of the treasures for which he was seeking. + </p> + <p> + On and on he walked until at length he found himself at the edge of a vast + plain. He gave a great sigh of relief. The long march through the woods + had tired him. However, he kept his eyes open, now and then looking down + at his feet to see if any precious stones were lying about. Presently his + attention was drawn to a great hole or nest, in which he saw some white + objects shaped like hen’s eggs, but considerably larger than his head. + </p> + <p> + Curious to see whether or not he could lift one, Pinocchio approached the + nest. Just then he heard a frightful noise behind him. + </p> + <p> + Turning quickly, the marionette saw a huge bird running toward him. The + next moment a powerful push sent him head over heels upon one of the eggs! + As he fell he heard a loud crash, and at almost the same instant found + himself carried through the air. What had befallen him? + </p> + <p> + Of course, the hole was the nest of an ostrich. Enraged at the sight of + the broken egg, the fierce bird had seized in its powerful beak that part + of the shell into which the unfortunate marionette had fallen, and was now + rushing across the plain with the swiftness of an express train. + </p> + <p> + The marionette screamed in terror, and with the stick which he still held + in his hand rained blows upon the bird’s long neck. But the blows had no + effect whatever. The furious creature ran and ran and ran. Pinocchio, + gasping for breath, was certain that his end was near. + </p> + <p> + The mad race lasted for hours. Suddenly the marionette was thrown into a + muddy pool, in which he sank up to his neck like a frog. Having no desire + to be suffocated in the mud, he raised his head a little, although he did + not try to climb out. What he saw surprised him beyond measure. + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c28" id="c28"></a><img src="images/Page092.jpg" + alt="Watching the Ostrichs" width="750" height="449" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XXVIII<br /> PINOCCHIO ESCAPES AGAIN + </h2> + <p> + His ostrich was no longer alone. There stood another. The new arrival, + somewhat smaller, but uglier and even more ferocious than the first, moved + cautiously, ready for fight. Suddenly Pinocchio saw the gleam of a knife, + and an instant later the ostrich that had carried him thus far fell to the + ground, wounded to death. The marionette could not understand how it was + possible for a bird to carry a knife hidden beneath its wings and to make + use of it. Yet the thing had happened right before his eyes; there was no + doubt about it. + </p> + <p> + While seeking an explanation for this very strange incident, he saw the + victorious ostrich draw first one arm, then the other, from beneath its + feathers, and finally take off its beak and place it upon the ground. The + second ostrich was a man. + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio now began to understand what had happened, and to hate the + trickster who had put on the feathers of an ostrich, in order to attack + and kill the poor creature that lay there breathing its last. + </p> + <p> + The man approached the dying ostrich and tried to lift the huge bird to + his shoulders, but in spite of his great strength he failed. Then looking + about in search of help, he saw the marionette, whose head was out of the + water, and signaled to him to come ashore. Pinocchio would have refused, + but there was the knife lying on the ground, and there was the man. He + decided to obey. + </p> + <p> + He came out of the pond as best he could, and the ugly black man began to + laugh. He laughed and laughed until he was able to stand no longer, and + could only throw himself upon the ground, where he lay, breathless and + weak. The marionette, seeing this, said to himself: “If I do not escape + now, it will be my own fault. My dear legs, it is no dishonor to run when + you must!” and he went on at a gallop toward a hill which could be seen a + short distance away. + </p> + <p> + “May you die of laughing, you villain!” he cried as he ran. + </p> + <p> + Presently he was somewhat alarmed to discover that the man was running + after him. Feeling sure, however, that he could easily outrun his pursuer, + he halted a moment, as if waiting for him. The man was hurrying on, + thinking that the boy could go no farther, when the saucy marionette, + putting his hand to his mouth, shouted “Cuckoo!” Then at a pace swifter + than the wind he set off once more, pausing now and again to call out, + “Cuckoo! Cuckoo!” + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio had nearly reached the top of the hill, and the man was halfway + up, when a loud roar made them both stop. Turning around, they saw that a + lion was carrying off the dead ostrich. At that, the hunter thrust his + fingers into his curly hair, and without paying further attention to the + marionette, started off to regain the knife, which was still lying where + it had fallen. + </p> + <p> + “Tit for tat,” Pinocchio shouted after him, and went on up the hill. + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page094.jpg" alt="Lion with Ostrich" width="750" + height="354" /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c29" id="c29"></a><img src="images/Page095.jpg" + alt="Pinocchio prepares to swim" width="750" height="433" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XXIX<br /> PINOCCHIO IS SWALLOWED BY A CROCODILE + </h2> + <p> + When Pinocchio reached the top of the hill he looked around for a place + where he could rest. He thought of the lion that had carried off the + ostrich, and he did not like the idea of meeting him. Fortunately there + were no signs of life, but neither was there any place where he could sit + down in comfort. Sand and rocks, rocks and sand were everywhere. In the + distance he saw water. + </p> + <p> + “At any rate,” he said, “I shall at least be able to wash myself;” and he + turned his footsteps toward the water. + </p> + <p> + He arrived before long at the water’s edge. How fresh and clean it was! He + was so dusty and tired that there was only one thing to do,—take a bath! + When Pinocchio decided upon a course of action he did not hesitate. In an + instant he was undressed. + </p> + <p> + As he started toward the water a voice cried, “Pinocchio! Pinocchio!” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, let Pinocchio alone!” the marionette said, and leaped into the air. + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page097.jpg" alt="Crocodile catches Pinocchio" + width="517" height="550" /> + </p> + <p> + Horrors! As he came flying down, a green mass rose to the surface of the + river. It was a crocodile! Pinocchio saw it and shuddered, but there was + no time to cry out. Down, down he went into that open mouth! But wooden + marionettes are always fortunate. The crocodile’s throat was so wide that + Pinocchio slipped into the stomach of the creature with great ease. Not + even a scratch! As he was accustomed to being under water and inside the + bodies of animals, he was not at all frightened. In fact, when he noticed + that he was being carried down to the bottom of the river, where it was + cool and refreshing, he uttered no word of complaint, but rather enjoyed + the experience. + </p> + <p> + The crocodile crawled in to a cave, and prepared to digest the marionette + at its leisure. Pinocchio was naturally annoyed at this and began to kick + and squirm about. + </p> + <p> + At first this did not seem to cause any ill effects, but Pinocchio kicked + and struggled until the poor reptile could not help wondering what the + trouble was, and began to twist and shake its whole body. Pinocchio did + not stop. Presently the crocodile decided to return to the surface and + deposit the marionette upon the bank. Pinocchio desired nothing better. As + soon as he saw a ray of light he became very quiet. The crocodile, now + that the trouble seemed over, was about to return to its cave, but it had + made this plan without consulting our wooden marionette. + </p> + <p> + “Suppose I let the beast carry me a short distance! I can make it throw me + upon the bank later as well as now! It may carry me to some place + where—enough, I am going to try it! A green ship, without sails, without + engines, and without a crew, is not to be found every day. Boo! boo! boo!” + muttered the marionette. + </p> + <p> + The crocodile, frightened at the strange noises inside its body, began to + swim with all its strength. It swam and swam and swam! When it slowed up + the marionette continued, “Boo! boo! boo!” and the crocodile went on + faster than ever. + </p> + <p> + The poor creature became thoroughly exhausted, and fairly wept with anger + and fright, but the strange voice went on without ceasing. + </p> + <p> + At last, growing desperate, the crocodile stopped, opened its huge jaws, + and with a great effort sent the marionette flying through the air to the + bank of the river; then it disappeared in the deep water. + </p> + <p> + “Pleasant trip home! Remember me to everybody!” cried Pinocchio as he + leaped about joyously. + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c30" id="c30"></a><img src="images/Page099.jpg" + alt="Clothes from leaves" width="750" height="437" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XXX<br /> PINOCCHIO IS MADE EMPEROR + </h2> + <p> + Finding himself without any clothes, the marionette began to think of his + condition. To go back and search for his suit was out of the question. To + go about in that state did not seem proper, although he knew that the + Africans in general were dressed in the same fashion. + </p> + <p> + Finally he decided to make himself a suit of leaves. There were some + beautiful ones near by that were just suited to the purpose. He knew how + to go to work, for at home he had often made clothes out of shavings and + twigs. He set about his task at once and in a short time had made a + garment that reached from his waist down to his knees. He was busy + selecting the leaves for a coat when he happened to raise his eyes, and + saw a crowd of men and women rushing about as if either very happy or + frantic with terror. + </p> + <p> + “Lunatics!” he murmured, and went on with his work, for he disliked to be + seen half-dressed. All at once the marionette heard a hissing, humming + sound. A cloud of arrows fell around him. He was amazed and terrified, not + by the arrows,—for what harm could arrows do to him?—but by the idea that + this meant more trouble for Pinocchio. + </p> + <p> + “So long as they shoot, I fear nothing; but if they try to capture me, I + may have to jump into the river and take to my green ship.” + </p> + <p> + The arrows continued to fall like hailstones on his shoulders, on his + breast, on his arms and legs; but of course they dropped to the ground + without doing any harm. The natives were astonished. They looked at one + another in blank surprise. + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio, weary of the game, turned in anger toward them and shouted: + “Give up shooting, stupid ones! Do you not see that you are wasting your + time?” + </p> + <p> + They had already perceived that this was true, and they stopped shooting. + A group braver than the rest now approached the marionette and surrounded + him. One of them shouted, “Hoi! Hoi! Hoi!” + </p> + <p> + “Pinocchio!” answered the marionette. + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page101.jpg" alt="Africans shoot arrows at Pinocchio" + width="750" height="406" /> + </p> + <p> + “Yah! Yah! Yah!” + </p> + <p> + “Pinocchio!” the boy repeated. “Are you deaf?” + </p> + <p> + Then they began to shout in chorus: “Yah! Yah! Hoi! Hoi! Uff! Uff! Uff!” + </p> + <p> + And Pinocchio replied: “Yah! Yah! Hoi! Hoi! Uff! Uff! Uff!” + </p> + <p> + This conversation soon began to be wearisome, and Pinocchio tried to + escape. It was too late. The Africans, quick as a flash, closed in about + him and, seizing him by the legs, raised him from the ground, shouting: + “Long live our emperor, Pinocchio the First! Long live our emperor, + Pinocchio!” + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio had never dreamed of such a welcome. + </p> + <p> + “Long live Pinocchio!” + </p> + <p> + “Ah! at last! I knew that in Africa my greatness would be recognized. Now + I shall be revenged on you, my dear restaurant-keeper, and on you, dear + policemen, who wanted to arrest me. Old man, you who wanted to sell me for + a rhinoceros horn, now it is my turn!” Thus thought Pinocchio. + </p> + <p> + This was his first triumph. Flocking like ravens, his African subjects + came to render homage to the new emperor, who was carried aloft on willing + shoulders. As he passed, all bowed to the ground and then followed in his + train. Such a multitude joined the procession that it looked, from a + distance, like a vast blot of ink. They went along singing the praises of + Pinocchio the First, Emperor and King of all the African kings, sent from + heaven to earth to replace the late emperor, who had died the preceding + day. + </p> + <p> + As they marched a great chorus chanted: “He was to come forth from the + mouth of a crocodile! He was to remain unharmed by poisoned arrows! He was + to have a wooden head! Long live our emperor, Pinocchio the First! Hurrah! + hurrah! hurrah!” + </p> + <p> + “They shot poisoned arrows at me!” thought the marionette. “That is the + way they treated their future king. Lucky for me that I am made of + wood,—very hard wood too! How fortunate that I came to Africa as a + marionette! If I had been a real boy, there would be little to say about + Pinocchio now.” + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c31" id="c31"></a><img src="images/Page103.jpg" + alt="Pinocchio is welcomed" width="750" height="468" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XXXI<br /> HIS FIRST NIGHT AS EMPEROR + </h2> + <p> + Pinocchio, his heart filled with joy, entered the capital of his new + empire amid the shouts of the people who crowded the streets. The + children, rolling on the ground in glee, raised such a dust that one could + hardly see. + </p> + <p> + Forward, forward, they marched through the streets until the main square + was reached. The city was not a large city. Pinocchio was a little + disappointed. The houses were only huts plastered with mud. The streets + and even the main square were dirty. + </p> + <p> + “I will change all that,” Pinocchio gravely said to himself. “I will build + a new city.” To the marionette such a task appeared to be an easy matter. + </p> + <p> + In a corner of the square stood a hut somewhat larger than the others. + This was the royal palace. Pinocchio was not pleased. The king of all + Africa should have something far better than this. However, he thought it + would not do, just at this time, to utter any words of complaint. + </p> + <p> + In the huts about the palace lived the people of the court. These were the + advisers and the leaders, who stood ready to carry out the commands of his + majesty. + </p> + <p> + Like many another in such a situation, Pinocchio did nothing but bow his + head in agreement with everything that was said to him. This greatly + pleased the people of the court and gained for him their admiration and + applause. They called him Pinocchio the Wise! + </p> + <p> + Night came and all the people withdrew. The emperor was left alone with + his servant, a gigantic African, who invited his majesty to pass into the + royal bedchamber. + </p> + <p> + The furniture was as simple as the palace itself. A string, stretched + across the room, served as a clothes-hanger. The bed was a leopard’s skin + that swung from four poles. Having displayed with pride these equipments, + the servant pointed to a frying pan, which was to be struck with a wooden + mallet in case his majesty desired to call the attendants. He then + withdrew from the chamber, bowing as he went out. + </p> + <p> + “Apparently they do not eat here,” said the marionette. “Maybe these + people think that an emperor is never hungry! However, night passes + quickly.” Then he undressed himself and lay down. He was quite tired out, + and he felt sure that in a few moments he should be fast asleep. But soon + he began to roll and toss about uneasily. The bed was hard and + uncomfortable. He opened his eyes. There was a spider crawling over him, + and he shivered. Other spiders, as large as crabs, were creeping quietly + over the ground and the walls as if this was their home and not the + king’s! + </p> + <p> + There was one spider twice as large as the others. Surely he was the head + of that large family. He fixed his fiery eyes upon the marionette and + spoke in the voice of the Talking Cricket: “Where have you come from—fool + that you are? What do you think you have gained by becoming the emperor of + these people? Return to your home, and be content to be a boy like the + rest, and to learn a trade by which you may help your father and be happy + yourself.” + </p> + <p> + Upon hearing these familiar words the marionette wanted to beat the pan + and call for help, but, he reflected, this would show that he lacked + courage and might lower him in the eyes of his subjects. So he endured his + fate, thinking: “A night soon passes. To-morrow night I will have a + sentinel on guard.” And he drew himself up, mallet in hand, ready to fight + the spiders if they came too near him. All was still, and Pinocchio tried + a second time to close his eyes to sleep. + </p> + <p> + <i>“Buzz! buzz! buzz!”</i> + </p> + <p> + The place swarmed with flies. + </p> + <p> + <i>“Zz! zz! Zeeee, zeeee, zmm, zmmm!”</i> + </p> + <p> + Out in the night frogs croaked, birds cried, wild animals howled. + </p> + <p> + “What a place to sleep in!” whined the poor emperor, flinging himself + about on his hard bed. + </p> + <p> + Then he thought of his own small cot, neat and clean, in which he had so + often peacefully slept and dreamed pleasant dreams. It will not seem + strange that Pinocchio wished that he were at home again, instead of being + a king in Africa. + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio the First, Emperor and King of all the African kings, passed a + very wretched night. He felt hot and feverish, and he was afraid that he + was going to die before morning came. + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c32" id="c32"></a><img src="images/Page107.jpg" + alt="The Royal Doctor" width="750" height="445" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XXXII<br /> HE SENDS FOR THE ROYAL DOCTOR + </h2> + <p> + Pinocchio presently became very anxious about his health. He was sure that + the night’s troubles had brought on a high fever, and this, of course, + would keep him from attending to affairs of state. At dawn, therefore, + Pinocchio the First rapped the pan and sent for the doctor of the court. + He was an old man, with a long white beard. Having listened to the + emperor’s lament, the doctor drew out a string of beads from his breast, + threw them on the floor, and examined them closely, all the time murmuring + strange words. Then he began to count the beads. At the end of a quarter + of an hour he said that his royal majesty was in excellent health and need + not worry. + </p> + <p> + The marionette’s rage knew no bounds, but it would not do to complain at + the very beginning of his career. He thanked the worthy doctor therefore, + and dismissed him with a polite nod of the head. Then he again rapped + furiously on the pan. There promptly appeared eight or ten servants, who + first knelt down at the foot of the imperial bed, and then advancing with + every sign of respect, raised his majesty gently, and placed him upon a + panther’s skin that was stretched upon the floor. + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page108.jpg" alt="Pinocchio rang for the doctor" + width="568" height="550" /> + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio allowed them to proceed, until they began to cover his body with + oil. At this, he asked why they anointed him in such a manner. + </p> + <p> + “To make you clean, your majesty,” answered the servants, very + respectfully. + </p> + <p> + “Fine cleaning!” thought the marionette. “How are my face and hands to get + washed this morning? Never mind. Let us see what comes next.” + </p> + <p> + This first operation ended, Pinocchio the First was made to sit + cross-legged to have his hair combed. His attendants covered his hair with + a purple cream and then sprinkled over it a golden powder. + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio’s joy upon seeing that glittering substance knew no bounds, but + he overheard one of the servants say in a melancholy undertone: “What a + pity his majesty has not a black complexion such as we have! What a pity! + What a pity!” + </p> + <p> + The marionette was moved to the bottom of his heart, and he was about to + say, “You may be sure, my dear subjects, I shall do the best I can to + become black,” when he heard footsteps approach. + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c33" id="c33"></a><img src="images/Page110.jpg" + alt="The Grand Chamberlain" width="750" height="461" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XXXIII<br /> AN OLD STORY + </h2> + <p> + The grand chamberlain was announced. + </p> + <p> + This grave person had come to inquire about his majesty’s health, and at + the same time to notify him that the council had fixed the day for the + coronation. + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio the First listened and approved. The grand chamberlain, very + much pleased with his reception, made a deep bow, and was apparently about + to retire, when, as if he had forgotten something important, he approached + the emperor again and said with great respect, “Your majesty, in the name + of the council I must announce to you that to-morrow the lessons begin.” + </p> + <p> + “What lessons?” said the marionette, feeling a chill creep down his back. + </p> + <p> + “Ah! I will explain,” the chamberlain replied meekly. “The things that + your majesty must do to straighten out the affairs of state are very + simple. Only two words are needed, ‘Yes’ and ‘No!’ But to say ‘Yes’ or + ‘No’ at the proper time requires at least one month of instruction. To + make sure that you learn, there will be, twice each day, a punishment of + ten lashes of the whip, to be given your majesty on whatever part of the + body you may desire. However, in view of the present wisdom of your + majesty, the council has agreed that the lessons and the lashings may be + delayed till the end of the month, if your majesty so decides.” + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio had listened gloomily until he heard the last words, and then he + came near laughing outright. He kept his face very serious, however, and + bowed his head as if in deep thought. After a long silence he said, “I + have decided to leave the lessons till the end of the month.” + </p> + <p> + The grand chamberlain made a profound bow and went out. + </p> + <p> + The servants went away also, and Pinocchio, finding himself alone, jumped + about in great glee. + </p> + <p> + “Compulsory fiddlesticks! What blockheads they were to think that I was + going to start to-day! At the end of the month, perhaps! There are still + thirty days, and in thirty days what may not happen!” And he looked about + quite satisfied with himself. He was sure that everything would go well + during his stay in Africa. + </p> + <p> + “If they sprinkled my hair with gold, they will fill my pockets with + money,” he thought. And then to his surprise he found that the suit they + had put on him had no pockets. + </p> + <p> + “I shall make pockets as soon as I have time,” he said, and striking the + pan, ordered the servants to bring in his breakfast. + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page112.jpg" alt="No pockets!" width="711" height="550" /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c34" id="c34"></a><img src="images/Page113.jpg" + alt="Eating smelly food" width="750" height="423" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XXXIV<br /> HIS DUTIES AS EMPEROR + </h2> + <p> + Pinocchio was served with a piece of elephant’s nose, cooked in a highly + seasoned sauce. How he twisted his face and ground his teeth! Evidently + the meal was not to his liking. He would have preferred some fish, some + grapes, and a dozen figs, but he was ashamed to ask for these dainties. He + gulped down the food as best he could, and drank from a gourd a great deal + of water; then he felt more comfortable. + </p> + <p> + His ministers had been waiting some time, and Pinocchio did not think it + wise to prolong his first meal. With a truly stately stride he entered the + audience chamber. + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio the First, Emperor and King of all Africa, felt it to be his + first duty to express his gratitude for the magnificent reception that had + been given to him. The ministers made an equally polite response. + </p> + <p> + Persons of rank now came to pay homage to the new king. Among them were + great chiefs of tribes, princes, and kings of the neighboring states. + Pinocchio received them all with much pomp. This sort of thing was at + first very pleasing to him. But day after day the visitors and the feasts + continued. As Pinocchio was the host, he had to eat with all these + newcomers. He became very stout, and his jaws ached from so much chewing. + Eating was becoming a burden to him. He even longed for the days when he + had gone hungry. However, one must take things as they come and be ready + to suffer for the good of one’s country. + </p> + <p> + One day there came to the court three kings, the most powerful within a + range of a thousand miles. The first was clad in a white skirt, and a + military coat which he had bought from an English captain. He came with + his head uncovered and a high hat in his hand. The second wore an old + helmet on the back of his head. The third carried a clumsy sword in one + hand and in the other a broken umbrella. + </p> + <p> + They bowed to the ground very respectfully, and then each in turn slapped + Pinocchio in the face. + </p> + <p> + The marionette, who did not expect this sort of greeting, was about to + express his anger, when the master of ceremonies whispered in his ear that + such a greeting was given only to great people. + </p> + <p> + “When in Rome, do as the Romans do,” thought Pinocchio, and he smiled at + the visitors. + </p> + <p> + Dinner was then announced. Pinocchio felt sick at the thought of eating + again. It was the fifth time that day, and the sun was still high in the + sky, but of course it was not proper to dismiss three kings without having + feasted them. + </p> + <p> + They went out to the dining room, which was under a tree. Beneath the + branches were more than a thousand people. They all sat on the ground, and + were waited upon by tall young men, who carried around large plates of + meat. + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page117.jpg" alt="A great feast was held" width="379" + height="550" /> + </p> + <p> + The three kings gave themselves up to the joys of eating. They took their + food in their hands and swallowed it without even stopping to chew it. + Each man ate enough to satisfy a score of ordinary people, for African + kings are great eaters. The poor marionette tried to eat as much as the + others did. He felt that his reputation depended upon it. How he suffered! + </p> + <p> + At sunset, when all had satisfied their hunger, there was placed before + them a strange-looking affair with a long tube fastened to it. A + disagreeable smoke came out of it. + </p> + <p> + “What new thing is this?” thought the marionette, but he did not say a + word, for by this time he had learned that an emperor must appear to know + everything. + </p> + <p> + The matter, however, was quickly made clear. The outfit was a huge pipe, + with a long mouthpiece. The master of ceremonies presented the mouthpiece + to the emperor and asked him to have the kindness to smoke. + </p> + <p> + “What blockheads!” the marionette muttered to himself. “I never smoke + anything but the finest cigars!” + </p> + <p> + Still, he considered it wise to make no objections. He puffed twice on the + pipe stem, and then passed it to the king that sat at his right hand. + </p> + <p> + The king drew a mouthful and then passed the pipe to his next neighbor. + Thus the pipe moved along in regular order until it came back to + Pinocchio. Poor Pinocchio! he was already feeling a little queer after his + first attempt, and did not enjoy the idea of smoking again; but he knew + that he must live up to the reputation of a great emperor. Accordingly he + bravely took the pipe and puffed half a dozen times. + </p> + <p> + Alas! It would have been better for him had he not tried it again! He was + wretchedly sick. His head swam dizzily, and the sweat stood out on his + forehead. He tried to hide his feelings by talking, but what he said was + sheer nonsense. + </p> + <p> + “When I was king in my own country, the Talking Cricket told me—because my + feet burned—that the alphabet had been swallowed by the cat—that was hung + to a tree by a dog—that was owned by the director of the circus.” + </p> + <p> + He gazed around him, frightened at his own words, but he saw the flushed + faces of the people and heard them whisper: “The sea talks—” “The sun is + filled with stars—” “The tiger laughs—” “The summer is red—” and similar + phrases equally sensible. + </p> + <p> + “What is the matter with everybody?” thought the marionette, as he looked + about, and saw one of the kings asleep on the ground beside him. Other + forms were stretched out around them. Even as he looked, Pinocchio the + First, Emperor and King of all Africa, fell over on his wooden nose, and + he too was soon fast asleep. + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c35" id="c35"></a><img src="images/Page119.jpg" + alt="Pinocchio addresses his subjects" width="750" height="414" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XXXV<br /> PINOCCHIO MAKES HIS FIRST ADDRESS + </h2> + <p> + The next day was a splendid one. The sky was a clear blue, the earth was + green and fresh. Thousands upon thousands shouted with joy. Pinocchio was + to be crowned king and emperor. + </p> + <p> + He had carefully prepared the royal address, and came proudly forward + mounted upon a large elephant, towering above his people. The trumpets + sounded, the drums beat, the children rolled on the ground. At a signal + from the master of ceremonies all was still. Even the birds ceased to + sing. A troop of monkeys, leaping about in the trees, paused to listen. + The emperor spoke as follows: + </p> + <p> + “Ministers of Africa, officers of the army, chiefs and underchiefs, + servants and slaves, men, women, and children, all, beloved subjects, + listen to the voice of your emperor!”—and Pinocchio looked around at the + multitude. + </p> + <p> + “We, Pinocchio the First, speak to you, and bring to you the word of peace + and of love. A new day is about to open to you. Rejoice, O people! We have + concluded to bring happiness to every heart and riches to every home. We + shall not reveal all the plans which, in time, we hope to see carried out. + We shall begin very modestly. Our first gift to you, O people, is Time. + Time is very valuable. We have a great deal of it in store. Our kingdom is + rich in Time; therefore we have decreed to give each of you as much Time + as you want. How can we be more generous! + </p> + <p> + “Behold the bright sun in the clear blue sky! There is not its equal + anywhere else in the world. Kings are proud of it. We, your emperor and + ruler, have decreed that every one of you, our faithful subjects, may + enjoy the sunlight free of any charge, without tax or duty. Can we be more + unselfish? + </p> + <p> + “You hear the song of the birds, the voices of the animals, the rustling + of the leaves in the wind! These also we give you to enjoy at your + leisure, and without expense. + </p> + <p> + “There is one thing, however, that needs our special notice, and this we + shall now bring to your attention. Remember, we shall enforce with all our + power this law we are about to propose.” + </p> + <p> + Here Pinocchio placed his hand upon his breast and looked toward the sky. + </p> + <p> + “We will never introduce into our kingdom that shameful system which + brings sorrow to many countries known to us. We speak of the horrible + scheme called Compulsory Education! What a disgrace it is, beloved + subjects, to see so many bright, intelligent children seated for hours and + hours before books which ruin their eyesight! The eye is a precious jewel, + and it is improved, not by books, but by looking here and there, above and + below, everywhere and anywhere, as the butterflies and the birds do. Let + us teach our children as nature teaches us. Let us burn our books and our + schools. Do not drive our dear little ones to silly words and cruel + numbers. It makes our heart bleed to see parents call their children from + some pleasant game and shut them up in ugly schoolrooms.” + </p> + <p> + At this point Pinocchio was so moved that he had to stop. He looked around + at the many mothers, and saw them wipe the tears from their eyes. Proud of + the impression his words had made on these kind hearts, he went on in a + tone so pathetic that it touched even the elephant which carried him. + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page122.jpg" alt="Tears of graditude" width="547" + height="550" /> + </p> + <p> + “These are gentle tears, dear subjects, and they show how noble are your + hearts. You love your children. We ourselves will never see them suffer. + No, a thousand times no! We are not so cruel as to tear you away from your + dear ones. They may continue to roll upon the grass, free as the birds + that fly. They are free to hunt for crickets, to steal birds’ nests, to + bite and to kick each other, to run and play in the fields and woods with + the monkeys. + </p> + <p> + “We consider these exercises very necessary, and whenever the grave + affairs of the state will permit we will visit you and encourage these + sports. You perceive that in this matter you owe much to your emperor, who + was made to go to school, and who saw the evils of education. Alas! too + many of his young companions were completely ruined so far as their eyes + and brains were concerned. + </p> + <p> + “Officers and soldiers, ministers of the crown, beloved subjects, we, + Pinocchio the First, Emperor and King, ask you to shout with all the + breath in your lungs: ‘Down with Compulsory Education! Down with the + school!’ ” + </p> + <p> + A deafening roar, louder than thunder, arose from the people: “Down with + Compulsory Education! Down with the school!” + </p> + <p> + This speech was followed by a review of the troops, which lasted till + night. + </p> + <p> + Emperor Pinocchio, tired but satisfied, then returned in state to the + royal palace. + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c36" id="c36"></a><img src="images/Page124.jpg" + alt="An emperor's life is easy" width="750" height="476" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XXXVI<br /> THE EMPEROR BECOMES AS BLACK AS A CROW + </h2> + <p> + It was no easy matter to be an emperor. There was a great deal of work to + be done, and work was always tiresome to Pinocchio. Each day he must get + out of bed at a fixed hour, and allow himself to be washed and oiled. Then + came breakfast, and after that the ministers with the affairs of state. + </p> + <p> + True, his work did not seem hard. He had only to say “Yes” or “No.” But in + the task of deciding whether it should be “Yes” or “No” lay the real + difficulty. + </p> + <p> + Sometimes he would be left with only a few servants, among them some boys + to entertain him or to drive away the flies with big feather dusters, + which tickled his nose and made him sneeze. These were pleasant moments in + his life, but he was often bored, and being a cunning rogue he thought out + a plan by which once in a while he could be freed from care. + </p> + <p> + Among the boys at the court was one who resembled him in all things except + in the color of his skin. What had Pinocchio planned? + </p> + <p> + One day, while strolling through the woods near the capital, he called the + boy to him and taking his arm, said to him in a gentle voice, “Do you love + your emperor?” + </p> + <p> + “Is it necessary to ask, your majesty?” replied the boy, moved to tears at + such an honor. + </p> + <p> + “And should you like to do your emperor a favor?” + </p> + <p> + “Your majesty, to do you a service I would go at once, with only my + feather duster to protect me, and pinch a boa constrictor’s tongue!” + </p> + <p> + “Good!” replied Pinocchio. “You are a fine lad, and you will become a + great man. But let us put aside boa constrictors for the time. I have + often been sad because I am not like my subjects. I should like to color + my skin so that it would be like a native’s, dear Marameho,—like yours. + You know how pleased the ministers would be.” + </p> + <p> + “Your majesty, it would be the brightest day of our lives!” + </p> + <p> + “Good boy!” exclaimed the marionette. “If you always answer so well, I + promise you the place of keeper of the king’s treasures.” + </p> + <p> + The boy’s eyes shone. + </p> + <p> + “Well, can it be done?” asked the marionette. + </p> + <p> + “Nothing more simple, your majesty,” replied Marameho. “I know of a plant, + the fruit of which will serve our purpose.” + </p> + <p> + “When can we get this wonderful dye?” + </p> + <p> + “To-day, if your majesty will permit me to absent myself for a short + time,” replied Marameho with great respect. + </p> + <p> + “Go, go at once,” ordered the marionette, greatly delighted. “But wait; + there is something more. We are alone and may drop our titles. <i>Your + majesty, your highness</i>, weary me to death. Call me plain Pinocchio, + and I will call you my dear Marameho.” + </p> + <p> + The poor boy was overcome with all this kindness, and planting a kiss upon + the point of his emperor’s nose, he vanished through the trees. + </p> + <p> + The next day a proclamation was made throughout the empire. His royal and + imperial highness had become as black as the blackest of his subjects. + </p> + <p> + The ministers were joyous, and they celebrated this happy event with a + great feast. That day they did nothing but eat and dance. + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page127.jpg" alt="Pinocchio becomes black" width="532" + height="550" /> + </p> + <p> + As a rule the emperor, of course, could not take part in such amusements. + It was his business to sit upon the throne while the ministers and the + people danced and played before him. This time, however, the ancient law + was broken. Pinocchio danced like a madman the entire night, while the + faithful Marameho, clothed in the emperor’s garments, sat upon the throne. + No one even dreamed of the exchange. + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c37" id="c37"></a><img src="images/Page128.jpg" alt="The Hunters" + width="750" height="430" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XXXVII<br /> THE HIPPOPOTAMUS HUNT + </h2> + <p> + The next day was set aside for a hunt in honor of the young emperor, + Pinocchio the First. He would have been content to stay home, but this + would have been taken as a grave insult to the people. + </p> + <p> + A herd of hippopotamuses had been discovered a few miles from the capital. + His ministers agreed that the emperor must go. There was nothing else for + him to do. + </p> + <p> + Besides, the hunt was for scientific purposes. As Pinocchio had made known + his views on schools, he could do no less than encourage this expedition, + which was the only educational training allowed in the country. + </p> + <p> + The hunters, in fact, were persons of high rank, who spent their time in + searching for traces of wild animals. It seemed strange to Pinocchio that + these learned hunters did not study how to protect their animals, instead + of trying to kill them. + </p> + <p> + “I suppose it is the custom of the country,” thought the marionette. + </p> + <p> + Two hours before sunrise the leaders in the hunt, armed with bows, arrows, + and javelins, stood before the royal palace waiting for the emperor. He + was to ride on the back of a bull, which the prime minister held by a + rope. + </p> + <p> + They were not kept waiting long. Pinocchio the First came forth with a + pleasant smile upon his lips. Inwardly, he was very angry, but little did + his faithful subjects suspect how he felt. + </p> + <p> + “A fine time for a king to rise!” he thought. “Am I or am I not emperor? + If I am emperor, I should sleep as long as I wish, eat what I please, and + do anything I like. It seems to me that I am the slave of my people rather + than their ruler. Wait, my dear subjects; I will soon prove to you what + stuff I am made of.” + </p> + <p> + The people waited. The ministers explained to the emperor that he was to + ride on the bull. + </p> + <p> + “My dear subjects, have you lost your senses?” thought the marionette. “I + certainly will not ride on a bull. How long have bulls been used as + horses? This beast will hurl me into the first ditch we come to. A fine + regard you have for your emperor! I almost begin to believe that you want + to get rid of me and have another king.” + </p> + <p> + However, there was no way of escape, and he decided to do as he was told. + He leaped squarely upon the bull, and calmly sat there. The bull, + fortunately, did not move. + </p> + <p> + “Good beast!” said Pinocchio, somewhat encouraged, as he gave the signal + to depart. + </p> + <p> + The sun was already up when they reached the river where the hunt was to + take place. + </p> + <p> + Hippopotamus hunting is a very dangerous sport, but it was one that the + people dearly loved. + </p> + <p> + Scouts were sent on ahead while the hunters crawled like snakes through + the high, thick grass. As they neared the river, they became very careful. + With their eyes fixed, their ears wide open, their spears firmly grasped, + they were ready to attack at any moment. + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio pretended that he was suffering with a pain in the left foot, + and slowly dropped behind the others. He had never had any great liking + for the hunt. He felt annoyed that he should always have to do things that + he did not enjoy. He would have stayed where he was, but the prime + minister came along in search of him. + </p> + <p> + Tired of the insolence of this man, the marionette thrust back his hat + with a bold sweep of his hand, as if to say, “Now I shall show you who I + am, and who I was.” Pinocchio then hastened toward the river, reaching the + bank at the very moment when the hunters had started a large hippopotamus + out of the weeds. + </p> + <p> + The huge animal tried to get away and made for the river. + </p> + <p> + “Some one must jump into the water and kill it with the javelin,” said the + prime minister. Nobody stirred. + </p> + <p> + Suddenly a loud voice rang through the stillness: + </p> + <p> + “I will go.” + </p> + <p> + And Pinocchio, amid shouts of admiration and terror from his subjects, + dived into the river and swam toward the animal. + </p> + <p> + The hippopotamus scented the enemy and turned upon him, but the nimble + marionette, swimming around the great creature, grasped it by its short, + thick tail. + </p> + <p> + When the beast felt itself gently pulled in this manner it began to turn + round and round like a dog chasing a troublesome fly. + </p> + <p> + This performance, which was both funny and terrible, lasted for fully five + minutes. During all that time Pinocchio did nothing but laugh. He did not + seem to realize what would happen to him if he were clutched by those + terrible jaws. + </p> + <p> + At length the animal, blind with rage, plunged below the surface of the + water, leaving the marionette and the others dumbfounded. + </p> + <p> + This adventure increased tenfold the admiration of the black hunters for + their emperor, although it was not wholly satisfactory to the chief cook + of the royal household, who had already planned a great dinner. But + Pinocchio quickly consoled him, assuring him that when it came to eating + the tongue and feet of a hippopotamus, the emperor would cheerfully forego + the pleasure. + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page132.jpg" alt="Pinocchio battles the hippo" + width="732" height="550" /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c38" id="c38"></a><img src="images/Page133.jpg" + alt="Pinocchio visits his subjects" width="750" height="446" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XXXVIII<br /> THE EMPEROR SURPRISES HIS SUBJECTS BY HIS WISDOM + </h2> + <p> + Pinocchio’s power grew greater and greater. The courage shown by him in + the hand-to-hand fight with the hippopotamus had made a great impression + on the ministers. + </p> + <p> + The grand council, for instance, had assembled the high court of justice, + which was to try a large number of important cases. The very next morning + the wise and brave Pinocchio was urged to pass judgment upon the cases to + be presented that day. + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio thought of playing the usual trick upon his ministers by placing + Marameho in his seat; but this was an important affair, and must be + attended to in person. + </p> + <p> + “Dignitaries! chamberlains! ministers! royal judges! guards! To the + court!” + </p> + <p> + The persons called came forward and knelt down to kiss the earth before + his majesty; then, rising, they all moved on to the court of justice. + </p> + <p> + Beneath a canopy of ostrich feathers, held aloft by a stately African, + walked Pinocchio the First, Emperor and King of all the African kings. He + was wrapped in a large green and red cloak covered with precious + stones,—that is to say, with bits of broken glass of all colors, and + shining pebbles collected with great labor from the rich mines of the + country. + </p> + <p> + The court was to sit in the open air. This greatly pleased Pinocchio, for + the day was very beautiful. When his majesty arrived all the great crowd + of people knelt and buried their heads in their hands. They did not rise + till the judges were comfortably seated on the bare ground. + </p> + <p> + At a signal from the emperor the first case was called. There appeared two + men, each with his head completely covered by a large bag which had in it + holes for eyes and mouth. The men bowed again and again to his highness + and to the court, scraping their noses along the ground. At last they + stood stiff and erect like posts. + </p> + <p> + The grand chamberlain made a sign to Pinocchio, and his majesty, turning + to one of the men, asked, “What brings you before the emperor’s court?” + </p> + <p> + The person addressed twisted his whole body and sprinkled sand over his + head. Finally he said, “There was once—” + </p> + <p> + “A king!” thought Pinocchio, “Is he going to tell a story? I, for one, + should be pleased. African stories must be amusing.” + </p> + <p> + “There was once an old man—a kind old man—blacker than I am, who had many + sons, and I was one of them. For this reason, the old man, being my + father—” + </p> + <p> + “He was his son. He reasons well,” thought the marionette, but he did not + move an eyelash, pretending to be all attention. + </p> + <p> + “For this reason, the old man, my father, sent me to tend his flocks. One + night I arrived at the brink of the river to water the flock. There I + discovered that a sheep was missing. I was heartbroken over this, and, not + wishing to return home without my little sheep, I searched everywhere, but + in vain. The sheep could not be found. I sat down and began to weep. + Behind me was a thick cane field. Upon a rock within the field was that + man, with a sheep between his knees. I rushed to the spot and shouted out + to him, ‘Why have you stolen my sheep?’ He appeared not to hear me. ‘Why + have you stolen my sheep?’ It was like talking to a stone. Blinded by + anger, I drew nearer. When he saw me approach he arose and ran away. I + hastened to my sheep and raised it from the ground, and then I saw—it + horrifies me to tell it—that what I held in my hand was only the sheep’s + coat. The robber had eaten the rest. My sheep! My poor little sheep! I + shall never see it again!” + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio was greatly touched by this pitiful tale. He had just opened his + mouth to pronounce a terrible sentence upon the thief, who was standing + motionless as a statue, when the minister whispered to him to listen to + the other side of the story. With an angry look Pinocchio ordered the + accused man to speak. + </p> + <p> + He started as if he had been roused from deep thought, gazed around, and + then said in a grave, slow voice, “The sun shines—” + </p> + <p> + “What kind of speech is he going to make?” thought Pinocchio. “Is it + necessary for him to say that the sun shines?” + </p> + <p> + And as the rogue went on to speak of starry skies, blue waters, and things + of that sort, the marionette lost his patience and shouted, “But did you + or did you not eat the sheep?” + </p> + <p> + “Your majesty,” replied the man, “certainly I ate the sheep! Ask, however, + who, on the day before, ate three fingers from my left hand!” + </p> + <p> + “Your majesty, I was hungry—” groaned the shepherd. “I was very hungry.” + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio shuddered. “What kind of people are these? What sort of place + have I fallen into? Fortunately for me I am made of wood.” + </p> + <p> + Meanwhile the two had lowered their heads, waiting for their sentence. + Pinocchio was too much shocked to say a word. + </p> + <p> + The grand chamberlain came to his aid and whispered something in his ear. + </p> + <p> + “Speak!” replied the marionette, “I bid you speak, for whatever you do is + well done.” + </p> + <p> + The minister was pleased at the faith his majesty had in him. He turned + his dark face toward the two offenders and said, “One sheep and three + fingers! You shall both be hanged.” + </p> + <p> + Pinocchio, half-dazed, watched the minister. + </p> + <p> + Case followed case, and at the end of each one Pinocchio said to the + minister, “Act. I bid you act. What you do is always well done.” + </p> + <p> + The minister knew so well how to act that on this one day there were + sentences amounting to five hundred years of imprisonment, and two hundred + years at hard labor, while a thousand prisoners were to be lashed, and one + hundred were condemned to die. + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page138.jpg" alt="Justice had been done" width="646" + height="550" /> + </p> + <p> + Justice had been done. The emperor Pinocchio was led back to the royal + palace amid the shouts of the people. He was declared to be the mildest, + the wisest, and the most just of all kings, past, present, and future. + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c39" id="c39"></a><img src="images/Page139.jpg" + alt="Pinocchio watches the monkeys" width="750" height="438" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XXXIX<br /> PINOCCHIO TRAVELS THROUGH THE EMPIRE + </h2> + <p> + In order that his faithful subjects might behold their new sovereign, + Pinocchio the First resolved to make a tour of the villages of his vast + empire and see with his own eyes the needs of his people. + </p> + <p> + The arrangements were made by the ministers of state. Messages were sent + to all the governors to make preparations for the event, to select + committees to meet the emperor, to provide entertainment, in short, to + have everything in readiness. + </p> + <p> + It was a big task. The emperor, however, did not trouble himself about it. + He amused himself watching the crickets and the birds, laughing at the + antics of some little monkeys, and playing with his boy pages. + </p> + <p> + Sometimes he spoke of his past. He told his pages about his travels, his + struggles, his suffering. He told them how he had struggled with the waves + of a stormy sea, and about the fish from whose stomach he had rescued his + father Geppetto. He recalled his dear Fatina, that gentle and beautiful + lady with the blue hair, and, placing his hand upon his breast, took an + oath, as emperor and king, that he would have her come to Africa. That + thought made him happy, and he went on to describe the feast they would + have on her arrival. He had resolved to make her queen of one of his + states. + </p> + <p> + Marameho shared the joy of his emperor, but a cloud of sadness came over + his face when he heard him build these castles in the air, and make such + plans for the future. The poor boy had already seen too many changes to + believe that anything in the world would last long. He was aware that his + emperor was in grave danger, but he did not dare to warn him. + </p> + <p> + However, events quickly ran their course. The preparations were completed, + and on a bright, sunny day, Pinocchio the First, Emperor and King of all + the African kings, took his place upon a litter made of branches, which + was borne aloft by four robust men. Following these came all the + ministers, and the day’s march was begun. + </p> + <p> + Wherever they went, there was loud applause for the emperor. The mothers + were pleased because their ruler had promised to stop compulsory + instruction. They expressed their thanks in flattering words, some of + which reached the emperor’s ears. + </p> + <p> + “How fine is that wooden head!” said one. “It is easy to see that he is a + king of great endurance! They say he can jump wonderfully—just like a + marionette!” + </p> + <p> + Toward evening the tents were erected. In the largest of these Pinocchio + gave a supper to all the ministers,—a splendid supper which lasted till + late that night. A blazing fire protected the court against the attacks of + wild animals and the cold of the night. + </p> + <p> + The ministers retired about midnight. Pinocchio, left alone, began to walk + up and down in his tent, with his hands behind him and his head lowered. + He had seen at school a picture of the great Napoleon in the same + attitude. + </p> + <p> + He thought of his stay in Africa, and of the strange things which had + befallen him. He thought of the treasures he had not yet found. While + pondering on all these things he approached the entrance of the tent, and + in the faint light of the dying fire, he saw a group of men huddled + together. Drawing nearer, he heard them talking. + </p> + <p> + “If things go well, as I hope they will, we shall gather many presents,” + the prime minister was saying. “It cannot be denied that he is attractive, + and I am sure that all our people will vie with each other in making + gifts. Therefore, I entreat you to be patient. When the visit is ended we + will share what has been gathered.” + </p> + <p> + After a long silence, interrupted only by the roar of a lion prowling + about, the prime minister continued: “As for him, we will dispatch him in + the quickest way. If he were not of wood,” he added in a deep voice, “he + would be good roasted, but—” + </p> + <p> + Then some one threw an armful of branches on the fire. The flames lit up + the tent, but Pinocchio saw and heard no more, for he had vanished out of + sight. + </p> + <p> + At dawn, notices were sent throughout the whole country that the emperor + had disappeared, and that there was no trace of him to be found! + </p> + <p> + The confusion was terrible. The people everywhere were aroused,—charges + were brought against the government. The matter became so serious that the + ministers were forced to flee. + </p> + <p> + Among those who escaped was the prime minister. He went into the forests + determined to find the emperor. Having strong legs and a keen nose, he was + well fitted to track any kind of animal, including a marionette. + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page143.jpg" alt="The Emperor is gone" width="750" + height="421" /> + </p> + <p> + In fact, after many hours of hard work, he beheld the emperor scampering + away from a herd of wild beasts. They evidently wanted to make a meal of + him. The court gentleman knew that these animals would soon give up the + chase, and was content to follow at a distance. After a while daylight + drove the beasts away, and the poor, tired emperor threw himself flat upon + the ground to regain his breath. Scarcely had he done so when a roaring + more terrible than that of wild beasts caused him to spring to his feet in + the vain hope of making his escape. + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c40" id="c40"></a><img src="images/Page144.jpg" + alt="Pinocchio is captured" width="750" height="464" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XL<br /> PINOCCHIO IS PLACED IN A CAGE + </h2> + <p> + Alas! there was the prime minister. He had caught hold of the marionette + and tied a rope around his neck. + </p> + <p> + It would be impossible to describe the wrath of the poor emperor. He + wanted to say a few things and to do even more, but the cruel minister + struck him with a whip. + </p> + <p> + This kind of argument convinced the emperor that it was best to remain + quiet. + </p> + <p> + “That is how I like to see you,” said the minister, pushing Pinocchio + forward, and holding him by the rope as the farmers do their donkeys on + returning from market. + </p> + <p> + Thus they walked a great distance, until they came to the top of a hill + from which could be seen a large tract of country covered with huts. The + minister turned toward Pinocchio and spoke as follows: “My dear emperor, + we must decide upon some plan of action, if we do not wish to starve. You + see to what a miserable state we are reduced. We have no money, nor have + we any food; in short, if we do not earn something before night, we shall + not only be compelled to sleep in the open, but we shall go to bed + supperless. If you were not made of wood, things would not be so hopeless, + because I could eat you up and you would last some time. But since this is + impossible, I have resolved to carry you around the village and place you + on exhibition before the public. You will make money, do you understand? + Now be good enough to give me your aid. Help me to put together a cage + from the bark of these trees. We shall make money,—much money!” And the + minister rubbed his hands gleefully. + </p> + <p> + The marionette did not share in his joy. In fact, he was on the point of + showering bitter reproaches upon this unfaithful servant, who was now + going to exhibit him in the public squares, but he decided to wait for a + better opportunity. Accordingly, he began to strip the bark from the trees + without making any objection. + </p> + <p> + When the cage was completed, the minister turned to the marionette and + said: “Enter. From now on, there shall be no more talk of emperor. I am + your master, and you are my faithful slave.—Forward, march!” + </p> + <p> + The command had been given in a way which made its repetition unnecessary, + and Pinocchio knew that he must obey. + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page146.jpg" alt="Pinocchio is placed in a cage" + width="532" height="550" /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c41" id="c41"></a><img src="images/Page147.jpg" + alt="People come to see Pinocchio perform" width="750" height="292" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XLI<br /> PINOCCHIO PERFORMS FOR THE PUBLIC + </h2> + <p> + With the cage on his head the ex-minister walked into the village, + whistling as he went to attract the attention of the people. + </p> + <p> + <i>“P-r-r-p, p-r-r-p, p-r-r-p!”</i> + </p> + <p> + It was a holiday, and the people flocked around him. Everybody wanted to + see, everybody wanted to admire the rare animal in the cage. Shouts of + wonder burst forth on all sides. + </p> + <p> + It is easy to fancy how Pinocchio felt! He longed to be a cricket, or a + mouse, so that he might hide in some hole. How he wished that he were a + butterfly or a bird and could fly to his home! + </p> + <p> + He stood there, huddled up in one corner of the cage, trying to present as + little of his body as possible to the eager eyes of the crowd. He prayed + for aid with all his heart. It was useless. The cruel master saw that the + square was filled with people, eager to look at the marionette. He opened + the cage, and when Pinocchio stepped out he made him run around in circles + like a monkey. + </p> + <p> + Then the minister addressed the people: + </p> + <p> + “Africans of Africa! What you see here is not, as you believe, an animal; + at least, it is not a wild animal. It is a boy. He is like many other boys + that are to be found in certain parts of the earth. How he happened to + fall into my hands would be too long a story. When I tell you about his + habits and his mode of living, you will be able to judge for yourselves + how strange a creature he is. Just think, on arising in the morning, he + wants to wash his face, neck, and hands,—and with what? Water!” + </p> + <p> + At these words, a murmur of surprise arose from the spectators, and some + of the people laughed outright. + </p> + <p> + “That is not all,” he continued. “When he has washed himself, he passes + through his hair an object, made of bone, that has long, pointed teeth. Do + you understand his purpose?” + </p> + <p> + The mothers looked at one another, and some of them touched the woolly + hair of their children, glad that their little ones did not have to + undergo such hardships. + </p> + <p> + “Nor is that all. You must know that when he wishes to blow his nose, he + takes from his pocket a piece of linen, called a handkerchief, and blows + his nose upon that.” + </p> + <p> + An outburst of laughter greeted these words and completely drowned the + voice of the speaker. + </p> + <p> + “But there is more, my people! This individual possesses the ability to + eat raw butter, yet his meat must be cooked. He takes porridge with a + spoon and caries it to his mouth. He is even stupid enough to cut bread + with a weapon called a knife.” + </p> + <p> + The astonishment was great! When it had subsided a little there was a rush + to the huts. The people came out carrying water, raw meat, and butter. One + brought a chicken, which the minister immediately killed and cooked. + </p> + <p> + At the word of command, Pinocchio washed his hands, neck, and face. This + the marionette did willingly, for he felt the need of it. Then the broiled + chicken was given to him. Pinocchio, to the delight of all, cut off one of + the legs with his knife, and having spread it with pieces of butter, + proceeded to eat it with evident relish. + </p> + <p> + The women then wished to see him comb his hair. Pinocchio, who had no + comb, passed his fingers through his tangled locks, and finally succeeded + in parting them. Then he drew a handkerchief from his pocket and blew his + nose. The children shouted with glee, and even the parents could not help + laughing at the queer things the marionette did. + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + + </p> + <p> + <a name="c42" id="c42"></a><img src="images/Page150.jpg" + alt="Pinocchio in the cage" width="701" height="550" /> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER XLII<br /> PINOCCHIO BREAKS THE CAGE AND MAKES HIS ESCAPE + </h2> + <p> + For the next few days the poor Emperor and King of all African kings was + compelled to exhibit himself, and to repeat his performances before + thousands of eyes eager to see his strange accomplishments. He was + compelled from morning till night to hear the insults of the boys and the + laughter of the men. All this made him very miserable. + </p> + <p> + What annoyed him most was the warning he received not to refuse to eat + whenever food was brought to him. “That is what the monkeys and the + elephants do,” said the marionette sorrowfully, recalling what he and his + school companions had seen when they went to the circus. + </p> + <p> + It is unnecessary to say that he thought of his father, of his dear + Fatina, and of his home. They were constantly in his mind. Slowly, slowly + it dawned upon him that this way of living could no longer be endured, and + finally he was convinced that if he did not soon see his little home, if + he did not soon eat the hard, black crust given him by the loving hands of + his father, if he did not soon drink the water from his own well, he + should die of a broken heart. + </p> + <p> + “My home, my home!” he cried, the tears rolling down his cheeks. “Home, my + home!” he repeated, no longer thinking of the gold and silver for which he + had come to Africa. + </p> + <p> + “I want to see my father again.” And then he stood erect in his cage. His + head went through the top of it and the side fell apart. Away he leaped + over the heads of the crowd,—away like lightning! Out of the village, + across the plains, beyond the hills! Compared with him, the swift south + wind would have seemed no faster than a snail. + </p> + <p> + He ran and ran and ran. Nor did he make an end of running until he reached + the wide waters of the Mediterranean Sea. + </p> + <p> + There he stopped. He looked back at Africa, the land of all his empty + dreams; then flinging himself into the water, he said aloud, “I will + return when I have a little more sense.” + </p> + <p> + At that moment a familiar voice shouted to him: “Good Pinocchio! Hurrah + for Pinocchio!” + </p> + <p> + <img src="images/Page152.jpg" alt="Pinocchio returns home" width="533" + height="550" /> + </p> + <h2> + THE END + </h2> +<pre xml:space="preserve"> + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Pinocchio in Africa, by Cherubini + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK PINOCCHIO IN AFRICA *** + +***** This file should be named 5327-h.htm or 5327-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + http://www.gutenberg.org/5/3/2/5327/ + +Produced by Walter Moore, James Linden and James Nugen + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. Special rules, +set forth in the General Terms of Use part of this license, apply to +copying and distributing Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works to +protect the PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm concept and trademark. Project +Gutenberg is a registered trademark, and may not be used if you +charge for the eBooks, unless you receive specific permission. If you +do not charge anything for copies of this eBook, complying with the +rules is very easy. You may use this eBook for nearly any purpose +such as creation of derivative works, reports, performances and +research. They may be modified and printed and given away--you may do +practically ANYTHING with public domain eBooks. Redistribution is +subject to the trademark license, especially commercial +redistribution. + + + +*** START: FULL LICENSE *** + +THE FULL PROJECT GUTENBERG LICENSE +PLEASE READ THIS BEFORE YOU DISTRIBUTE OR USE THIS WORK + +To protect the Project Gutenberg-tm mission of promoting the free +distribution of electronic works, by using or distributing this work +(or any other work associated in any way with the phrase "Project +Gutenberg"), you agree to comply with all the terms of the Full Project +Gutenberg-tm License available with this file or online at + www.gutenberg.org/license. + + +Section 1. General Terms of Use and Redistributing Project Gutenberg-tm +electronic works + +1.A. By reading or using any part of this Project Gutenberg-tm +electronic work, you indicate that you have read, understand, agree to +and accept all the terms of this license and intellectual property +(trademark/copyright) agreement. If you do not agree to abide by all +the terms of this agreement, you must cease using and return or destroy +all copies of Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works in your possession. +If you paid a fee for obtaining a copy of or access to a Project +Gutenberg-tm electronic work and you do not agree to be bound by the +terms of this agreement, you may obtain a refund from the person or +entity to whom you paid the fee as set forth in paragraph 1.E.8. + +1.B. "Project Gutenberg" is a registered trademark. It may only be +used on or associated in any way with an electronic work by people who +agree to be bound by the terms of this agreement. There are a few +things that you can do with most Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works +even without complying with the full terms of this agreement. See +paragraph 1.C below. There are a lot of things you can do with Project +Gutenberg-tm electronic works if you follow the terms of this agreement +and help preserve free future access to Project Gutenberg-tm electronic +works. See paragraph 1.E below. + +1.C. The Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation ("the Foundation" +or PGLAF), owns a compilation copyright in the collection of Project +Gutenberg-tm electronic works. Nearly all the individual works in the +collection are in the public domain in the United States. If an +individual work is in the public domain in the United States and you are +located in the United States, we do not claim a right to prevent you from +copying, distributing, performing, displaying or creating derivative +works based on the work as long as all references to Project Gutenberg +are removed. Of course, we hope that you will support the Project +Gutenberg-tm mission of promoting free access to electronic works by +freely sharing Project Gutenberg-tm works in compliance with the terms of +this agreement for keeping the Project Gutenberg-tm name associated with +the work. You can easily comply with the terms of this agreement by +keeping this work in the same format with its attached full Project +Gutenberg-tm License when you share it without charge with others. + +1.D. The copyright laws of the place where you are located also govern +what you can do with this work. Copyright laws in most countries are in +a constant state of change. If you are outside the United States, check +the laws of your country in addition to the terms of this agreement +before downloading, copying, displaying, performing, distributing or +creating derivative works based on this work or any other Project +Gutenberg-tm work. The Foundation makes no representations concerning +the copyright status of any work in any country outside the United +States. + +1.E. Unless you have removed all references to Project Gutenberg: + +1.E.1. The following sentence, with active links to, or other immediate +access to, the full Project Gutenberg-tm License must appear prominently +whenever any copy of a Project Gutenberg-tm work (any work on which the +phrase "Project Gutenberg" appears, or with which the phrase "Project +Gutenberg" is associated) is accessed, displayed, performed, viewed, +copied or distributed: + +This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with +almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + +1.E.2. If an individual Project Gutenberg-tm electronic work is derived +from the public domain (does not contain a notice indicating that it is +posted with permission of the copyright holder), the work can be copied +and distributed to anyone in the United States without paying any fees +or charges. If you are redistributing or providing access to a work +with the phrase "Project Gutenberg" associated with or appearing on the +work, you must comply either with the requirements of paragraphs 1.E.1 +through 1.E.7 or obtain permission for the use of the work and the +Project Gutenberg-tm trademark as set forth in paragraphs 1.E.8 or +1.E.9. + +1.E.3. If an individual Project Gutenberg-tm electronic work is posted +with the permission of the copyright holder, your use and distribution +must comply with both paragraphs 1.E.1 through 1.E.7 and any additional +terms imposed by the copyright holder. Additional terms will be linked +to the Project Gutenberg-tm License for all works posted with the +permission of the copyright holder found at the beginning of this work. + +1.E.4. Do not unlink or detach or remove the full Project Gutenberg-tm +License terms from this work, or any files containing a part of this +work or any other work associated with Project Gutenberg-tm. + +1.E.5. Do not copy, display, perform, distribute or redistribute this +electronic work, or any part of this electronic work, without +prominently displaying the sentence set forth in paragraph 1.E.1 with +active links or immediate access to the full terms of the Project +Gutenberg-tm License. + +1.E.6. You may convert to and distribute this work in any binary, +compressed, marked up, nonproprietary or proprietary form, including any +word processing or hypertext form. However, if you provide access to or +distribute copies of a Project Gutenberg-tm work in a format other than +"Plain Vanilla ASCII" or other format used in the official version +posted on the official Project Gutenberg-tm web site (www.gutenberg.org), +you must, at no additional cost, fee or expense to the user, provide a +copy, a means of exporting a copy, or a means of obtaining a copy upon +request, of the work in its original "Plain Vanilla ASCII" or other +form. Any alternate format must include the full Project Gutenberg-tm +License as specified in paragraph 1.E.1. + +1.E.7. Do not charge a fee for access to, viewing, displaying, +performing, copying or distributing any Project Gutenberg-tm works +unless you comply with paragraph 1.E.8 or 1.E.9. + +1.E.8. You may charge a reasonable fee for copies of or providing +access to or distributing Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works provided +that + +- You pay a royalty fee of 20% of the gross profits you derive from + the use of Project Gutenberg-tm works calculated using the method + you already use to calculate your applicable taxes. The fee is + owed to the owner of the Project Gutenberg-tm trademark, but he + has agreed to donate royalties under this paragraph to the + Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation. Royalty payments + must be paid within 60 days following each date on which you + prepare (or are legally required to prepare) your periodic tax + returns. Royalty payments should be clearly marked as such and + sent to the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation at the + address specified in Section 4, "Information about donations to + the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation." + +- You provide a full refund of any money paid by a user who notifies + you in writing (or by e-mail) within 30 days of receipt that s/he + does not agree to the terms of the full Project Gutenberg-tm + License. You must require such a user to return or + destroy all copies of the works possessed in a physical medium + and discontinue all use of and all access to other copies of + Project Gutenberg-tm works. + +- You provide, in accordance with paragraph 1.F.3, a full refund of any + money paid for a work or a replacement copy, if a defect in the + electronic work is discovered and reported to you within 90 days + of receipt of the work. + +- You comply with all other terms of this agreement for free + distribution of Project Gutenberg-tm works. + +1.E.9. If you wish to charge a fee or distribute a Project Gutenberg-tm +electronic work or group of works on different terms than are set +forth in this agreement, you must obtain permission in writing from +both the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation and Michael +Hart, the owner of the Project Gutenberg-tm trademark. Contact the +Foundation as set forth in Section 3 below. + +1.F. + +1.F.1. Project Gutenberg volunteers and employees expend considerable +effort to identify, do copyright research on, transcribe and proofread +public domain works in creating the Project Gutenberg-tm +collection. Despite these efforts, Project Gutenberg-tm electronic +works, and the medium on which they may be stored, may contain +"Defects," such as, but not limited to, incomplete, inaccurate or +corrupt data, transcription errors, a copyright or other intellectual +property infringement, a defective or damaged disk or other medium, a +computer virus, or computer codes that damage or cannot be read by +your equipment. + +1.F.2. LIMITED WARRANTY, DISCLAIMER OF DAMAGES - Except for the "Right +of Replacement or Refund" described in paragraph 1.F.3, the Project +Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation, the owner of the Project +Gutenberg-tm trademark, and any other party distributing a Project +Gutenberg-tm electronic work under this agreement, disclaim all +liability to you for damages, costs and expenses, including legal +fees. YOU AGREE THAT YOU HAVE NO REMEDIES FOR NEGLIGENCE, STRICT +LIABILITY, BREACH OF WARRANTY OR BREACH OF CONTRACT EXCEPT THOSE +PROVIDED IN PARAGRAPH 1.F.3. YOU AGREE THAT THE FOUNDATION, THE +TRADEMARK OWNER, AND ANY DISTRIBUTOR UNDER THIS AGREEMENT WILL NOT BE +LIABLE TO YOU FOR ACTUAL, DIRECT, INDIRECT, CONSEQUENTIAL, PUNITIVE OR +INCIDENTAL DAMAGES EVEN IF YOU GIVE NOTICE OF THE POSSIBILITY OF SUCH +DAMAGE. + +1.F.3. LIMITED RIGHT OF REPLACEMENT OR REFUND - If you discover a +defect in this electronic work within 90 days of receiving it, you can +receive a refund of the money (if any) you paid for it by sending a +written explanation to the person you received the work from. If you +received the work on a physical medium, you must return the medium with +your written explanation. The person or entity that provided you with +the defective work may elect to provide a replacement copy in lieu of a +refund. If you received the work electronically, the person or entity +providing it to you may choose to give you a second opportunity to +receive the work electronically in lieu of a refund. If the second copy +is also defective, you may demand a refund in writing without further +opportunities to fix the problem. + +1.F.4. Except for the limited right of replacement or refund set forth +in paragraph 1.F.3, this work is provided to you 'AS-IS', WITH NO OTHER +WARRANTIES OF ANY KIND, EXPRESS OR IMPLIED, INCLUDING BUT NOT LIMITED TO +WARRANTIES OF MERCHANTABILITY OR FITNESS FOR ANY PURPOSE. + +1.F.5. Some states do not allow disclaimers of certain implied +warranties or the exclusion or limitation of certain types of damages. +If any disclaimer or limitation set forth in this agreement violates the +law of the state applicable to this agreement, the agreement shall be +interpreted to make the maximum disclaimer or limitation permitted by +the applicable state law. The invalidity or unenforceability of any +provision of this agreement shall not void the remaining provisions. + +1.F.6. INDEMNITY - You agree to indemnify and hold the Foundation, the +trademark owner, any agent or employee of the Foundation, anyone +providing copies of Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works in accordance +with this agreement, and any volunteers associated with the production, +promotion and distribution of Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works, +harmless from all liability, costs and expenses, including legal fees, +that arise directly or indirectly from any of the following which you do +or cause to occur: (a) distribution of this or any Project Gutenberg-tm +work, (b) alteration, modification, or additions or deletions to any +Project Gutenberg-tm work, and (c) any Defect you cause. + + +Section 2. Information about the Mission of Project Gutenberg-tm + +Project Gutenberg-tm is synonymous with the free distribution of +electronic works in formats readable by the widest variety of computers +including obsolete, old, middle-aged and new computers. It exists +because of the efforts of hundreds of volunteers and donations from +people in all walks of life. + +Volunteers and financial support to provide volunteers with the +assistance they need are critical to reaching Project Gutenberg-tm's +goals and ensuring that the Project Gutenberg-tm collection will +remain freely available for generations to come. In 2001, the Project +Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation was created to provide a secure +and permanent future for Project Gutenberg-tm and future generations. +To learn more about the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation +and how your efforts and donations can help, see Sections 3 and 4 +and the Foundation information page at www.gutenberg.org + + +Section 3. Information about the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive +Foundation + +The Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation is a non profit +501(c)(3) educational corporation organized under the laws of the +state of Mississippi and granted tax exempt status by the Internal +Revenue Service. The Foundation's EIN or federal tax identification +number is 64-6221541. Contributions to the Project Gutenberg +Literary Archive Foundation are tax deductible to the full extent +permitted by U.S. federal laws and your state's laws. + +The Foundation's principal office is located at 4557 Melan Dr. S. +Fairbanks, AK, 99712., but its volunteers and employees are scattered +throughout numerous locations. Its business office is located at 809 +North 1500 West, Salt Lake City, UT 84116, (801) 596-1887. Email +contact links and up to date contact information can be found at the +Foundation's web site and official page at www.gutenberg.org/contact + +For additional contact information: + Dr. Gregory B. Newby + Chief Executive and Director + gbnewby@pglaf.org + +Section 4. Information about Donations to the Project Gutenberg +Literary Archive Foundation + +Project Gutenberg-tm depends upon and cannot survive without wide +spread public support and donations to carry out its mission of +increasing the number of public domain and licensed works that can be +freely distributed in machine readable form accessible by the widest +array of equipment including outdated equipment. Many small donations +($1 to $5,000) are particularly important to maintaining tax exempt +status with the IRS. + +The Foundation is committed to complying with the laws regulating +charities and charitable donations in all 50 states of the United +States. Compliance requirements are not uniform and it takes a +considerable effort, much paperwork and many fees to meet and keep up +with these requirements. We do not solicit donations in locations +where we have not received written confirmation of compliance. To +SEND DONATIONS or determine the status of compliance for any +particular state visit www.gutenberg.org/donate + +While we cannot and do not solicit contributions from states where we +have not met the solicitation requirements, we know of no prohibition +against accepting unsolicited donations from donors in such states who +approach us with offers to donate. + +International donations are gratefully accepted, but we cannot make +any statements concerning tax treatment of donations received from +outside the United States. U.S. laws alone swamp our small staff. + +Please check the Project Gutenberg Web pages for current donation +methods and addresses. Donations are accepted in a number of other +ways including checks, online payments and credit card donations. +To donate, please visit: www.gutenberg.org/donate + + +Section 5. General Information About Project Gutenberg-tm electronic +works. + +Professor Michael S. Hart was the originator of the Project Gutenberg-tm +concept of a library of electronic works that could be freely shared +with anyone. For forty years, he produced and distributed Project +Gutenberg-tm eBooks with only a loose network of volunteer support. + +Project Gutenberg-tm eBooks are often created from several printed +editions, all of which are confirmed as Public Domain in the U.S. +unless a copyright notice is included. Thus, we do not necessarily +keep eBooks in compliance with any particular paper edition. + +Most people start at our Web site which has the main PG search facility: + + www.gutenberg.org + +This Web site includes information about Project Gutenberg-tm, +including how to make donations to the Project Gutenberg Literary +Archive Foundation, how to help produce our new eBooks, and how to +subscribe to our email newsletter to hear about new eBooks. + + + +</pre> + </body> +</html> diff --git a/old/pnoca10.txt b/old/pnoca10.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..ebbb932 --- /dev/null +++ b/old/pnoca10.txt @@ -0,0 +1,3434 @@ +The Project Gutenberg EBook of Pinocchio in Africa, by Cherubini + +Copyright laws are changing all over the world. Be sure to check the +copyright laws for your country before downloading or redistributing +this or any other Project Gutenberg eBook. + +This header should be the first thing seen when viewing this Project +Gutenberg file. Please do not remove it. Do not change or edit the +header without written permission. + +Please read the "legal small print," and other information about the +eBook and Project Gutenberg at the bottom of this file. Included is +important information about your specific rights and restrictions in +how the file may be used. You can also find out about how to make a +donation to Project Gutenberg, and how to get involved. + + +**Welcome To The World of Free Plain Vanilla Electronic Texts** + +**eBooks Readable By Both Humans and By Computers, Since 1971** + +*****These eBooks Were Prepared By Thousands of Volunteers!***** + + +Title: Pinocchio in Africa + +Author: Cherubini + +Release Date: March, 2004 [EBook #5327] +[Yes, we are more than one year ahead of schedule] +[This file was first posted on July 1, 2002] + +Edition: 10 + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK, PINOCCHIO IN AFRICA *** + + + + +This eBook was produced by Walter Moore and formatted by James Linden and +James Nugen. + + + + Pinocchio In Africa + By Cherubini + Translated by Angelo Patri + + +1. Preface +2. Why Pinocchio Did Not Go To School +3. Pinocchio Assists In Welcoming The Circus +4. Pinocchio Among The Wild Animals +5. Pinocchio Makes Friends With The Wild Animals +6. Pinocchio Determines To Go To Africa +7. Pinocchio In Doubt +8. He Bids Good-by To The Animals +9. Pinocchio Does Not Sleep +10. Pinocchio Eats Dates +11. Pinocchio Lands On A Rock +12. The First Night In Africa +13. Pinocchio Is Well Received +14. Pinocchio Is Arrested +15. Pinocchio's Father +16. Pinocchio Sells Drinking Water +17. A Ride On A Dog's Back +18. The Cave +19. The Caravan +20. The Baby Pulls His Nose +21. Pinocchio Travels With The Caravan +22. He Is Offered For Sale +23. The Bird In The Forest +24. His Adventure With A Lion +25. Pinocchio Is Brought Before The King +26. The Monkeys Stone The Marionette +27. Pinocchio Dreams Again +28. Pinocchio Is Carried Away In An Eggshell +29. Pinocchio Escapes Again +30. Pinocchio Is Swallowed By A Crocodile +31. Pinocchio Is Made Emperor +32. His First Night As Emperor +33. He Sends For The Royal Doctor +34. An Old Story +35. His Duties As Emperor +36. Pinocchio Makes His First Address +37. The Emperor Becomes As Black As A Crow +38. The Hippopotamus Hunt +39. The Emperor Surprises His Subjects By His Wisdom +40. Pinocchio Travels Through The Empire +41. Pinocchio Is Placed In A Cage +42. Pinocchio Performs For The Public +43. Pinocchio Breaks The Cage And Makes His Escape + + +1. Preface + + Collodi's "Pinocchio" tells the story of a wooden marionette and of +his efforts to become a real boy. Although he was kindly treated by the +old woodcutter, Geppetto, who had fashioned him out of a piece of +kindling wood, he was continually getting into trouble and disgrace. +Even Fatina, the Fairy with the Blue Hair, could not at once change an +idle, selfish marionette into a studious and reliable boy. His +adventures, including his brief transformation into a donkey, give the +author an opportunity to teach a needed and wholesome lesson without +disagreeable moralizing. + + Pinocchio immediately leaped into favor as the hero of Italian +juvenile romance. The wooden marionette became a popular subject for +the artist's pencil and the storyteller's invention. Brought across the +seas, he was welcomed by American children and now appears in a new +volume which sets forth his travels in Africa. The lessons underlying +his fantastic experiences are clear to the youngest readers but are +never allowed to become obtrusive. The amusing illustrations of the +original are fully equaled in the present edition, while the whimsical +nonsense which delights Italian children has been reproduced as closely +as a translation permits. + + +2. Why Pinocchio Did Not Go To School + + ONE morning Pinocchio slipped out of bed before daybreak. He got up +with a great desire to study, a feeling, it must be confessed, which +did not often take hold of him. He dipped his wooden head into the +cool, refreshing water, puffed very hard, dried himself, jumped up and +down to stretch his legs, and in a few moments was seated at his small +worktable. + + There was his home work for the day, twelve sums, four pages of +penmanship, and the fable of "The Dog and the Rabbit" to learn by +heart. He began with the fable, reciting it in a loud voice, like the +hero in the play: "'A dog was roaming about the fields, when from +behind a little hill jumped a rabbit, which had been nibbling the +tender grass.' + + "Roaming, nibbling. - The teacher says this is beautiful language. +Maybe it is; I have nothing to say about that. Well, one more. + + "'A dog was roaming about the fields - when he saw - run out - a +rabbit which - which - ' I don't know it; let's begin again. 'A dog was +running about eating, eating - ' But eating what? Surely he did not eat +grass! + + "This fable is very hard; I cannot learn it. Well, I never did have +much luck with dogs and rabbits! Let me try the sums. Eight and seven, +seventeen; and three, nineteen; and six, twenty-three, put don two and +carry three. Nine and three, eleven; and four, fourteen; put down the +whole number - one, four; total, four hundred thirteen. + + "Ah! good! very good! I do not wish to boast, but I have always had +a great liking for arithmetic. Now to prove the answer: eight and +sever, sixteen; and three, twenty-one; and six, twenty-four; put down +four - why! it's wrong! Eight and seven, fourteen; and three, nineteen; +and six - wrong again! + + "I know what the trouble is; the wind is not in the right quarter +to-day for sums. Perhaps it would be better to take a walk in the +open." + + No sooner said than done. Pinocchio went out into the street and +filled his lungs with the fresh morning air."Ah! here, at least, one +can breathe. It is a pity that I am beginning to feel hungry! Strange +how things go wrong sometimes! Take the lessons - " he went on. + + Listen! A noise of creaking wheels, of bells ringing, the voices of +people, the cries of animals! Pinocchio stopped short. What could it +all mean? + + Down the street came a huge wagon drawn by three big mules. Behind +it was a long train of men and women dressed in the strangest fashion. +Some were on foot, some on horseback, some sat or lay on other wagons +larger and heavier than the first. Two Moors, their scarlet turbans +blazing in the sun, brought up the rear. With spears at rest and with +shields held before them, they rode along, mounted on two snow-white +horses. + + Pinocchio stood with his mouth open. Only after the two Moors had +passed did he discover the fact that he had legs, and that these were +following on behind the procession. And he walked, walked, walked, +until the carriages and all the people stopped in the big town square. +A man with a deep voice began to give orders. In a short time there +arose an immense tent, which hid from Pinocchio and the many others who +had gathered in the square all those wonderful wagons, horses, mules, +and strange people. + + It may seem odd, but it is a fact that the school bell began to ring +and Pinocchio never heard it! + + +3. Pinocchio Assists In Welcoming The Circus + + THAT day the school bell rang longer and louder perhaps than it was +wont to ring on other days. What of that? From the tent came the loud +clanging of hammers, the sounds of instruments, the neighing of horses, +the roaring of lions and tigers and panthers, the howling of wolves, +the bleating of camels, the screeching of monkeys! Wonderful noises! +Who cared for the school bell? Pinocchio? No, not he. + + Suddenly there was a loud command. All was still. + + The two Moors raised the tent folds with their spears. Out came a +crowd of men dressed in all sorts of fine clothes, and women in coats +of mail and beautiful cloaks of silk, with splendid diadems on their +heads. They were all mounted upon horses covered with rich trappings of +red and white. + + Out they marched, and behind them came a golden carriage drawn by +four white ponies. In it was the big man with the deep voice. There he +sat in the beautiful carriage with his dazzling high hat and his tall +white collar. He wore a black suit with a pair of high boots. As he +rode on he waved his white gloves and bowed right and left. The band +with its trumpets and drums and cymbals struck up a stirring march, and +a parade such as the townsfolk had never seen before passed out among +the crowds that now filled the square. + + The marionette could not believe his eyes. He rubbed them to see if +he was really awake. He forgot all about his hunger. What did he care +for that? The wonders of the whole world were before him. + + The parade soon reentered the tent. The two Moors, mounted upon +their snow-white horses, again stood at the entrance. Then the +director, the man with the loud voice, came out, hat in hand, and began +to address the people. + + +4. Pinocchio Among The Wild Animals + + "LADIES and gentlemen! kind and gentle people! citizens of a great +town! officers and soldiers! I wish you all peace, health, and +plenty. + + "Ladies and gentlemen, first of all, let me make a brief +explanation. I am not here for gain. Far be it from me to think of such +a thing as money. I travel the world over with my menagerie, which is +made up of rare animals brought by me from the heart of Africa. I +perform only in large cities. But to-day one of the monkeys in the +troupe is fallen seriously ill. It is therefore necessary to make a +short stop in order that we may consult with some well-known doctor in +this town. + + "Profit, therefore, by this chance, ladies and gentlemen, to see +wonders which you have never seen before, and which you may never see +again. I labor to spread learning, and I work to teach the masses, for +I love the common people. Come forward, and I shall be glad to open my +menagerie to you. Forward, forward, ladies and gentlemen! two small +francs will admit you. Children one franc, yes, only one franc." + + Pinocchio, who stood in the front row, and who was ready to take +advantage of the kind invitation, felt a sudden shock on hearing these +last words. He looked at the director in a dazed fashion, as if to say +to him, "What are you talking about? Did you not say that you traveled +around the world for - " + + Then, as he saw one of the spectators put down a two-franc piece and +walk inside, he hung his head and suffered in silence. + + Having passed two or three minutes in painful thinking, the forlorn +marionette put his hands into his pockets, hoping to find in them a +forgotten coin. He found nothing but a few buttons. + + He racked his brains to think of some plan whereby he could get the +money that was needed. He glanced at his clothes, which he would +cheerfully have sold could he have found a buyer. Not knowing what else +to do, he walked around the tent like a wolf prowling about the +sheepfold. + + Around and around he went till he found himself near an old wall +which hid him from view. He come nearer the tent and to his joy +discovered a tiny hole in the canvas. Here was his chance! He thrust in +his thin wooden finger, but seized with a sudden fear lest some hungry +lion should see it and bite it off, he hastily tried to pull it out +again. In doing this, somehow "r-r-rip" went the canvas, and there was +a tear a yard wide. Pinocchio shook with fear. But fear or no fear, +there was the hole and beyond - were the wonders of Africa!First an +arm, then his head, and then his whole body went into the cage of wild +animals! He could not see them, but he heard them, and he was filled +with awe. The beasts had seen him. He felt himself grasped at once by +the shoulders and by the end of his nose. Two or three voices shouted +in his ears, "Who goes there?" + + "For pity's sake, Mr. Elephant!" said poor Pinocchio. + + "There are no elephants here." + + "Pardon, Sir Lion." + + "There are no lions here." + + "Excuse me, Mr. Tiger." + + "There are no tigers." + + "Mr. Monkey?" + + "No Monkeys. + + "Men?" + + "There are neither men nor women here; there are only Africans from +Africa, who imitate wild beasts for two francs and a half a day." + + "But the elephants, where are they?" + + "In Africa." + + "And the lions?" + + "In Africa." + + "And the tigers and the monkeys?" + + "In Africa. And you, where do you come from? What are you doing in +the cage of the wild beasts? Didn't you see what is written over the +door? NO ONE ALLOWED TO ENTER." + + "I cannot read in the dark," replied Pinocchio, trembling from head +to foot; "I am no cat." + + At these words everybody began to laugh. Pinocchio felt a little +encouraged and murmured to himself, "They seem to be kind people, these +wild beasts." + + He wanted to say something pleasant to them, but just then the +director of the company began to shout at the top of his voice. + + +5. Pinocchio Makes Friends With The Wild Animals + + COME forward, come forward, ladies and gentlemen! The cost is small +and the pleasure is great. The show will last an hour, only one hour. +Come forward! See the battle between the terrible lion Zumbo and his +wife, the ferocious lioness Zumba. Behold the tiger that wrestles with +the polar bear, and the elephant that lifts the whole weight of the +tent with his powerful trunk. See the animals feed. Ladies and +gentlemen, come forward! Only two francs!" + + At these words the men in the cages of the wild animals put horns, +sea shells, and whistles to their mouths, and the next moment there +came wild roarings and howls and shrieks. It was enough to make one +shudder with fear. + + Again the director raised his voice: "Come forward, come forward, +ladies and gentlemen! two francs; children only one franc." + + The music started: Boom! Boom! Boom! Par-ap'-ap'-pa! Boom! Boom! +Boom! Par-ap'ap'ap'pa!parap'ap'ap'pa! + + One surprise seemed to follow another. Pinocchio longed to enjoy the +sights, but how was he to get out of the cage? At length, taking his +courage in both hands, he said politely, "Excuse me, gentlemen, but if +you have no commands to give me - " + + "Not a command!" roughly answered the bearded man who played the +lion. "If you do not go away quickly, I will have you eaten up by that +large ape behind you." + + "But I should be hard to digest," said the marionette. + + "Boy, be careful how you talk," exclaimed the same voice. + + "I said that your ape would have indigestion if he ate me," replied +Pinocchio. "Do you think that I am joking? No, I am in earnest. He +really would. I came in here by chance while returning from a walk, +and if you will permit me, I will go home to my father who is waiting +for me. As you have no orders to give me, many thanks, good-by, and +good luck to you." + + "Listen, boy," said the large man who took the part of the elephant; +"I am very thirsty, and I will give you a fine new penny if you will +fill this bucket at the fountain and bring it to me." + + "What!" replied Pinocchio, greatly offended; "I am no servant! +However this time, merely to please you, I will go." And crawling +through the hole by which he had entered, he went out to the fountain +and returned in a very short time with the bucket full of water. + + "Good boy, good marionette!" said the men as they passed the bucket +from one to another. + + Pinocchio was happy. Never had he felt so happy as at that moment. +"What good people!" he said to himself. "I would gladly stay with +them." In the meantime the bucket was emptied, and there were still +some who had not had a drink. "I will go and refill it," said the +marionette promptly. And without waiting to be asked, he took the +bucket and flew to the fountain. + + When he returned they flattered him so cleverly with praise and +thanks that a strong friendship sprang up between Pinocchio and the +wild beasts. + + Being a woodenhead he forgot about his father and did not go away as +he had intended to do. In fact, he was curious to know something of the +history of these people, who were forced to play at being wild +animals. + + After a moment's silence he turned to the one who had asked him to +go for the water and said, "You are from Africa?" + + "Yes, I am an African, and all my companions are African." + + "How interesting! but pardon me, is Africa a beautiful country?" + + "I should say so! A country, my dear boy, full of plenty, where +everything is given away free! A country in which at any moment the +strangest things may happen. A servant may become a master; a plain +citizen may become a king. There are trees, taller than church +steeples, with branches touching the ground, so that one may gather +sweet fruit without the least trouble. My boy, Africa is a country full +of enchanted forests, where the game allows itself to be killed, +quartered, and hung; where riches - " + + No one knows how far this description would have gone, if at that +moment the voice of the director had not been heard. The music had +stopped, and the director was talking to the people, who did not seem +very willing to part with their money. + + +6. Pinocchio Determines To Go To Africa + + PINOCCHIO had already resolved to go to Africa to eat of the fruit +and to gather riches. He was eager to learn more, and impatient of +interruption. + + "And the director is an African also?" + + "Certainly he is an African." + + "And is he very rich?" + + "Is he rich? Take my word for it that if he would, he could buy up +this whole country." + + Pinocchio was struck dumb. Still he wanted to make the men believe +that what he had heard was not altogether new to him. "Oh, I know that +Africa is a very beautiful country, and I have often planned to go +there, and - if I were sure that it would not be too much trouble I +would willingly go with you." + + "With us? We are not going to Africa." + + "What a pity! I thought I could make the journey in your company." + + "Are you in earnest?" asked the bearded man. "Do you believe that +there is any Africa outside this tent?" + + "Tent or no tent, I have decided to go to Africa, and I shall go," +boldly replied the marionette. + + "I like that youngster," said the man who played the part of a +crocodile. "That boy will make his fortune someday." + + "Of course I shall!" continued Pinocchio. "I ought to have fifty +thousand francs, because I must get a new jacket for my father, who +sold his old one to buy me a spelling book. If there is so much gold +and silver in Africa, I will fill up a thousand vessels. Is it true +that there is a great deal of gold and silver?" + + "Did we not tell you so?" replied another voice. "Why, if I had not +lost all that I had put in my pockets before leaving Africa, by this +time I should have become a prince. And now were it not for the fact +that I have promised to stay with these people, to be a panther at two +francs and a half a day, I would gladly go along with you." + + "Thank you; thank you for your good intentions," answered the +marionette. "In case you decide to go with me, I start to-morrow +morning at dawn." + + "On what steamship?" + + "What did you say?" asked Pinocchio. + + "On what steamship do you sail?" + + "Sail! I am going on foot." + + At these words everybody laughed. + + "There is little to laugh at, my dear people. If you knew how many +miles I have traveled on these legs by day and by night, over land and +sea, you would not laugh. What! do you think Fairyland, the country of +the Blockheads, and the Island of the Bees are reached in a single +stride? I go to Africa, and I go on foot." + + "But it is necessary to cross the Mediterranean Sea." + + "It will be crossed." + + "On foot?" + + "Either on foot or on horseback, it matters little. But pardon me, +after crossing the Mediterranean Sea, do you reach Africa?" + + "Certainly, unless you wish to go by way of the Red Sea." + + "The Red Sea? No, truly!" + + "Perhaps the route over the Red Sea would be better." + + "I do not wish to go near the Red Sea." + + "And why?" asked the wolf man, who up to this time had not opened + his mouth. + + "Why? Why? Because I do not wish to get my clothes dyed; do you + understand?" + + More laughter greeted these words. Pinocchio's wooden cheeks got +very red, and he sputtered: "This is no way to treat a gentleman. I +shall do as I please, and I do not please to enter the Red Sea. That is +enough. Now I shall leave you, and he started off. + + "Farewell, farewell, marionette!" + + "Farewell, you impolite beasts!" Pinocchio wanted to call out, but + he did not. + + "Come back!" cried the bearded man; "here is the bucket; please fill +it once more, for I am still thirsty." + + +7. Pinocchio In Doubt + + PINOCCHIO went away very angry, vowing that he would avenge himself +on all who had laughed at him. + + "To begin with," said he, "I intend to make them all die of thirst. +If they wait to drink of the water that I bring, they will certainly +die." With these thoughts in his mind the marionette started homeward, +carrying the bucket on his head. + + "The bucket will repay me for all the work I have had put upon me. +How unlucky we children are! Wherever we go, there is always something +for us to do. To-day I thought I would simply enjoy myself; instead, I +have had to carry water for a company of strangers. How absurd! two +trips, one after the other, to give drink to people I do not know! And +how they drink! they seem to be sponges. For my part they can be +thirsty as long as they like. I feel now as if I would never again move +a finger for them. I am not going to be laughed at." + + As he finished these remarks Pinocchio arrived at the fountain. It +was delightful to see the clear water rushing out, but he could not +help thinking of those poor creatures who were waiting for him. He had +to stop. + + "Shall I or shall I not?" he asked himself. "After all, they are +good people, who are forced to imitate wild animals; and besides, they +have treated me with some kindness. I may as well carry some water to +them; a trip more or less makes no difference to me." + + He approached the fountain, filled the bucket, and ran down the + road. + + "Hello within there!" he said in a low voice. "Here is the bucket of +water; come and take it, for I am not going in." + + "Good marionette," said the beasts, "thank you!" + + "Don't mention it," replied Pinocchio, very happy. + + "Why will you not come in?" + + "It is impossible, thank you. I must go to school." + + "Then you are not going to Africa?" + + "Who told you that! I am returning to school to bid farewell to my +teacher, and to ask him to excuse me for a few days. Then I wish to see +my father and ask his permission to go, so that he will not be anxious +while I am away." + + "Excellent marionette, you will become famous." + + "What agreeable people!" thought Pinocchio. "I am sorry to leave + them." + + "So you really will not come in?" + + "No, I have said so before. I must go to school first, and then - " + + "But it seems to me rather late for school," said the crocodile + man. + + "That is true; it is too late for school," replied Pinocchio. + + "Well, then, stay a little longer with us, and later you can go home +to your father." + + Pinocchio thrust his head through the hole and leaped into the tent. +The naughty marionette had not the least desire to go to school, and +was only too glad of an excuse to watch these strange people. + + +8. He Bids Good-by To The Animals + + THE show had begun. The director was explaining to the people the +wonders of his menagerie. + + "Ladies and gentlemen, observe the beauty and the wildness of all +these animals, which I have brought from Central Africa. Here they are, +inclosed in these many cages, but hidden from your view. Why are they +hidden? Because, ladies and gentlemen, you would be frightened at the +sight of them, and your peace and health greatly concern me. The first +animal which I have the pleasure to present to you is the elephant. +Observe, ladies and gentlemen, that small affair which hangs under his +nose. With that he builds houses, tills the soil, writes letters, +carries trunks, and picks flowers. You can see that the animal was +painted from life and placed in this beautiful frame." + + The people began to look at one another. + + "Now, ladies and gentlemen, let us go on to the next one." + + A roar of laughter and jeers arose on all sides. The director saw +the unfortunate state of things and began to shout: "Have respect, +ladies, for the poor sick monkey I told you of. At this moment she is +pressing to her breast for the last time her friendless child." + + But not even this was sufficient to calm the crowd, which presently +became an infuriated mob. Men and women rushed about the tent, making +fierce gestures and heaping abuse upon the director. What an uproar! + + In the cage where Pinocchio was, there was no confusion, and the +conversation between the marionette and the wild beasts went on without +stopping. + + "When do you leave for Africa?" Pinocchio was asked. + + "Have I not told you? To-morrow morning at daybreak, even if it + rains." + + "Excellent! But you must carry with you several things which you may + need." + + "And those are - ?" + + "First of all you will need plenty of money." + + "That is not lacking," said Pinocchio in his usual airy way. + + "Good! Then you should get a rifle." + + "What for?" + + "To defend yourself against the wild animals." + + "Come, come! You don't want me to believe that! I have seen what the +wild animals of Africa are!" + + "Be careful, marionette. Take a good rifle with you, for one never +knows what will happen in Africa." + + "But I do not know how to load one." + + "Well, then, stay at home. It is folly for you to begin such an +undertaking without arms and without knowing how to use them." + + "It is you who are foolish. Do not make me angry. When I have +decided upon a thing no one can stop me from carrying it out." + + "Take care, marionette; you may be sorry." + + "Nevertheless I shall go." + + "You may find things very unpleasant." + + "It is for that very reason that I am going." + + "You may never return." + + "The good Fairy will protect me." + + "Who is the Fairy?" + + "How may things you want to know! If you are in need of nothing +else, I will bid you all good-by!" + + "Farewell, marionette." + + "Till we meet again." + + "Good-by, blockhead." + + "Don't be rude! said Pinocchio, greatly vexed, and out he went. + + +9. Pinocchio Does Not Sleep + + WHEN Pinocchio arrived at his home he found his father already in +bed. Old Geppetto did not earn enough to provide a supper for two. He +used to say that he was not hungry, and go to bed. But there was always +plenty for Pinocchio. An onion, some beans moistened in water, and a +piece of bread which had been left over from the morning, were never +missing. + + That night Pinocchio found a better meal than usual. + + His good father, not having seen his son at the regular dinner hour, +knew that the boy would be very hungry. There would have to be +something out of the ordinary. He therefore added to the fare some +dried fish and a delicious morsel of orange peel. "He will even have +fruit," the good man had said to himself, smiling at the joy his dear +Pinocchio would feel on seeing himself treated like a man of the +world. + + The marionette ate his supper with relish, and having finished his +meal, went over to his sleeping father and kissed him as a reward for +the fish and the orange peel. Pinocchio, to say the least, had a good +heart, and would have done anything for his father except study and +work. + + That night he slept little. Lions, elephants, tigers, panthers, +beautiful women dressed in silk and mounted on butterflies as large as +eagles, men, in large boots, armed with knives and guns, palaces of +silver and gold! All these and a great many more strange sights floated +before his dreaming eyes, while he could hear animals roaring, howling, +and whistling to the sound of trumpets and drums. + + At length the night needed and Pinocchio arose. First of all he went +to bid farewell to his friends in the circus, but they were no longer +to be found. During the night the director had quietly stolen away +with his company. + + "A pleasant journey to you!" said Pinocchio, and he began to search +the ground for a forgotten piece of gold, or some precious stone which +might have fallen from a lady's diadem; but he found nothing. + + "What shall I do now? Shall I go to Africa or to school? It might be +better to go to school, for the teacher says that I am a little behind +in reading, writing, composition, history, geography, and arithmetic. +In other subjects I am not so dull. Yes, yes; it will certainly do me +more good to go to school. Then I shall be a dunce no longer." + + Having made this sensible decision, the marionette started for home +with the idea of studying his lessons and of going to school. + + +10. Pinocchio Eats Dates + + SOON he met a man in a paper hat and a white apron. He was pushing a +cart filled with a kind of fruit that Pinocchio had never seen before. + + "Dates! dates! fresh dates! sweet dates! real African dates!" came + the cry. + + "Even he speaks of Africa!" thought Pinocchio. "Africa seems to +follow me. But what has Africa to do with dates, and what are these +dates? I have never heard of them." The man stopped; Pinocchio stopped +also. A lady bought some of the dates, and it happened that one of them +fell on the ground. The marionette picked it up and handed it to her. + + "Thank you," she said with a smile. "Keep it yourself; you have + earned it." + + The man with the cart went on, "Dates! dates! fresh dates! sweet +dates! real African dates!" + + Pinocchio looked after him for a time and then put the date into his +mouth. Great Caesar! How delicious! Never before had he tasted +anything so sweet. The orange peel was nothing compared with this! What +the circus people had told him, then, was really true! + + "To Africa I go," he said, "even if I break a leg. What do I care +about the Red Sea, the Yellow Sea, the Green, or any other sea? I will +go!" + + And the rascal, forgetting his home and his father, who at that very +moment was waiting to give him his breakfast, set out toward the sea. + + As he neared the water he heard a voice call, "Pinocchio! + Pinocchio!" + + The marionette stopped and looked around, but seeing no one, he went + on. + + "Pinocchio! Pinocchio! Be careful! You know not what you do!" + + "Farewell and many thanks," answered the stubborn marionette, and +forthwith stepped into the sea. + + "The water is like ice this morning. No wonder it makes me feel +cold; but I know how to get rid of a chill. A good swim, and I am as +warm as ever." Out shot his arms and he plunged into the water. The +journey to Africa had begun. + + At noon he still swam on. It grew dark and on he swam. Later the +moon arose and grinned at him. He kept on swimming, without a sign of +fatigue, of hunger, or of sleepiness. A marionette can do things that +would tire a real boy, and to Pinocchio swimming was no task at all. + + +11. Pinocchio Lands On A Rock + + THE moon grinned again and disappeared behind a cloud. The night +grew dark. Pinocchio continued to swim through the black waters. He +could see nothing ahead. He swam, swam, swam into the dark. Suddenly he +felt something scrape his body, and he gave a start. + + "Who goes there?" he cried. No one answered. "Perhaps it is my old +friend the shark, who has recognized me," thought he; and he rapidly +swam on to get away from the spot which reminded him of that terrible +monster. + + He had not gone more than fifty yards when his head ran against +something rough and hard. "Oh!" cried the marionette, and he raised his +hand to the injured part. + + Then, as he noticed a large rock standing out of the water, he cried +joyously; "I have arrived! I am in Africa!" + + He got up on his feet and began to feel of himself all over, his +ribs, his stomach, his legs. Everything was in order. + + "Nothing broken!" he said. "The rocks on the way have been very +kind. However, I hope that day will break soon, for I have no matches, +and it seems to me that I am very hungry." + + Then he began to move on carefully. First he put down one foot and +then the other, and thus crept along till he found a comfortable spot. +"I seem to be very tired and sleepy also," he said. + + With that, he lay down and went off in to a deep slumber. + + When he awoke it was daylight. The sun shone red and hot. There was +nothing to be seen but rocks and water. + + "Is this Africa?" said the marionette, greatly troubled. "Even at +dawn it seems to be very warm. When the sun gets a little higher I am +likely to be baked." And he wiped the sweat from his brow on his coat +sleeve. Presently clouds began to rise out of the water. They grew +darker and darker, and the day, instead of being bright, gradually +became gloomy and overcast. + + The sun disappeared. + + "This is funny!" said Pinocchio. "What jokes the sun plays in these +parts! It shines for a while and then disappears." + + Poor marionette! It did not occur to him at first that he had slept +the whole day, and that instead of the rising he saw the setting of the +sun. + + +12. The First Night In Africa + + "AND now I must pass another night here alone on these bare rocks!" + he thought. + + The unhappy marionette began to tremble. He tried to walk, but the +night was so dark that it was impossible to see where to go. The tears +rolled down his wooden cheeks. He thought of his disobedience and of +his stubbornness. He remembered the warnings his father had given him, +the advice of his teacher, and the kindly words of the good Fairy. He +remembered the promises he had made to be good, obedient, and studious. +How happy he had been! He recalled the day when his father's face +beamed with pleasure at his progress. He saw the happy smile with which +his protecting Fairy greeted him. His tears fell fast, and sobs rent +his heart. + + "If I should die, here in this gloomy place! If I should die of +weariness, of hunger, of fear! To die a marionette without having had +the happiness of becoming a real boy!" + + He wept bitterly, and yet his troubles had scarcely begun. Even +while his tears were flowing down his cheeks and into the dark water, +he heard prolonged howls. At the same time he saw lights moving to and +fro, as if driven by the wind. + + "What in the world is this? Who is carrying those lanterns? asked +Pinocchio, continuing to sob. + + As if in answer to his questions, two lights came down the rocky +coast and drew nearer to him. + + Along with the lights came the howls, which sounded like those he +had heard at the circus, only more natural and terrible. + + "I hope this will end well," the marionette said to himself, "but I +have some doubt about it." + + He threw himself on the ground and tried to hide between the rocks. +A minute later and he felt a warm breath on his face. There stood the +shadowy form of a hyena, its open mouth ready to devour the marionette +at one gulp. + + "I am done for!" and Pinocchio shut his eyes and gave a last thought +to his dear father and his beloved Fatina. But the beast, after +sniffing at him once or twice from head to foot, burst into aloud, +howling laugh and walked away. He had no appetite for wooden boys. + + "May you never return! said Pinocchio, raising his head a little and +straining his eyes to pierce the darkness about him. "Oh, if there were +only a tree, or a wall, or anything to climb up on!"The marionette was +right in wishing for something to keep him far above the ground. During +the whole night these visitors were coming and going. They came around +him howling, sniffing, laughing, mocking. As each one ran off, +Pinocchio would say, "May you never return!" He lay there shivering in +the agony of his terror. If the night had continued much longer, the +poor fellow would have died of fright. But the dawn came at last. All +these strange night visitors disappeared. Pinocchio tried to get up. He +could not move. His legs and arms were stiff. A terrible weakness had +seized him, and the world swam around him. Hunger overpowered him. The +poor marionette felt that he should surely die. "How terrible," he +though, "to die of hunger! What would I not eat! Dry beans and cherry +stems would be delicious." He looked eagerly around, but there was not +even a cricket or a snail in sight. There was nothing, nothing but +rocks. + + Suddenly, however, a faint cry came from his parched throat. Was it +possible? A few feet from him there was something between the rocks +which looked like food. The marionette did not know what it was. He +dragged himself along on hands and knees, and commenced to eat it. His +nose wished to have nothing to do with it, and would even have drawn +back, but the marionette said; "It is necessary to accustom yourself to +all things, my friends. One must have patience. Don't be afraid; if I +find any roses, I promise to gather them for you." + + The nose became quiet, the mouth ate, the hunger was satisfied, and +when the meal was finished Pinocchio jumped to his feet and shouted +joyously; "I have had my first meal in Africa. Now I must begin my +search for wealth." He forgot the night, his father, and Fatina. His +only thought was to get farther away from home. + + What an easy thing life is to a wooden marionette! + + +13. Pinocchio Is Well Received + + "FIRST of all," he said, "I must go to the nearest castle I can +find. The master will not refuse me shelter and food. Some soup, a leg +of roast chicken, and a glass of milk will put me in fine spirits." + + The journey across the rocks was full of difficulties, but the +marionette overcame them readily, leaping from rock to rock like a +goat. He walked, walked, walked! The rocks seemed to have no ending, +and the castle, which he imagined he saw in the distance, appeared to +be always farther and farther away. As the marionette drew nearer, the +towers began to disappear and the walls to crumble. He walked on +broken-hearted. Finally he sat down I despair and put his head in his +hands. "Farewell, castle! good-by, roast chicken and soup!" He was +about to weep again when he saw in the distance a village of great +beauty lying at the foot of a gentle slope. + + At the sight he gave a cry of joy and without a moment's delay set +out in that direction. He leaped over the rocks and bushes, putting to +flight several flocks of birds in his haste. Of course only a +marionette could go as fast as he did. "How beautiful Africa is! said +he. "If I had known this I would have come here long ago." + + In a short time he reached the main square of the town. Men, women, +and children were lounging about, gossiping, buying, and selling. When +they saw the marionette they gathered around him, and many began to +shout: "It is Pinocchio! Look, here is Pinocchio! Pinocchio! +Pinocchio!" + + "Well, this is strange!" said the marionette to himself. "I am known +even in Africa. Surely I am a great person." + + Like most great men, Pinocchio was annoyed at his noisy reception. +In some anger he made his way through the crowd, pushing people right +and left with his elbows. He ran down a side street and finally stopped +before a restaurant, over which was the sign printed in huge +letters:MARIONETTES SERVED HERE."This is what I have been looking for," +said Pinocchio, and he went in. + + +14. Pinocchio Is Arrested + + PINOCCHIO found himself facing a man of about fifty years of age. He +was stout and good-natured, and like all good hosts, asked what the +gentleman would have to eat. Pinocchio, hearing himself called +"gentleman," swelled with pride, and very gravely gave his order. He +was served promptly, and devoured everything before him in a way known +only to hungry marionettes. + + In the meantime the innkeeper eyed his customer from head to foot. +He addressed Pinocchio in a very respectful manner, but the marionette +gave only short answers. Persons of rank ate here, and to appear like +one of them he could not allow himself to waste words on common folk. + + Having finished his meal, the marionette asked for something to + drink. + + "What is this drink called?" he asked, as he put down the glass and +thrust his thumb into his vest pocket after the manner of a gentleman. + + "Nectar, your excellency." + + Upon hearing himself called "excellency" Pinocchio fairly lost his +head. He felt a strange lightness in his feet; indeed, he found it hard +work to resist the temptation to get up and dance. "I knew that in +Africa I should make my fortune," he thought, and called for a box of +cigarettes. + + Having smoked one of these, the brave Pinocchio arose to go out, +when the host handed him a sheet of paper on which was written a row of +figures. + + "What is this?" asked the marionette. + + "The bill, your excellency; the amount of your debt for the dinner." + + Pinocchio stroked his wooden chin and looked at the innkeeper in + surprise. + + "Is there anything astonishing about that, your excellence? Is it +not usual in your country to pay for what you eat?" + + "It is amazing! I do not know what you mean! What strange custom is +this that you speak of?" + + "In these parts, your excellency," remarked the innkeeper, "when one +eats, one must pay. However, if your lordship has no money, and intends +to live at the expense of others, I have a very good remedy. One +minute!" + + So saying, the man stepped out of the door, uttered a curious sound, +and then returned. + + Pinocchio lost his courage. He broke down and began to weep. He +begged the man to have patience. The first piece of gold he found would +pay for the meal. The innkeeper smiled as he said, "I am sorry, but +the thing is done." + + "What is done?" asked the marionette. + + "I have sent for the police." + + "The police!" cried the marionette, shaking with fear. "The police! +Even in Africa there are policemen? Please, sir, send them back! I do +not want to go to prison."All this was useless talk. Two black +policemen were already there. Straight toward the marionette they went +and asked his name. + + "Pinocchio," he answered in a faint voice. + + "What is your business?" + + "I am a marionette." + + "Why have you come to Africa?" + + "I will tell you," replied Pinocchio, "You gentlemen must know that +my poor father sold his coat to buy me a spelling book, and as I have +heard that there is plenty of gold and silver in Africa, I have come +here." + + "What kind of talk is this?" asked the elder of the two policemen. +"No nonsense! Show us your papers." + + "What papers! I left all I had at school." + + The policemen cut short the marionette's words by taking out their +handcuffs and preparing to lead him away to prison. But the innkeeper +was a good-hearted man, and he was sorry for the poor blockhead. He +begged them to leave Pinocchio in his charge. + + "So long as you are satisfied, we are satisfied," said the +policemen. "If you wish to give away your food, that is your own +affair;" and they went off without saying another word. + + +15. Pinocchio's Father + + PINOCCHIO blushed with shame. + + "Then you are the marionette Pinocchio?" + + Upon hearing himself addressed in this familiar way, Pinocchio felt +a little annoyed, but recalling the unsettled account, he thought it +best to answer politely that he was Pinocchio. + + "I am pleased," continued the man; "I am very much pleased, because +I knew your father." + + "You knew my father?" exclaimed the marionette. + + "Certainly I knew him! I was a servant in his house before you were + born." + + "In my house as a servant? When has father Geppetto had servants?" +asked the marionette, his eyes wide with surprise. + + "But who said Geppetto? Geppetto is not your father's name." + + "Oh, indeed! Well, then, what is his name?" + + "Your father's name is not Geppetto, but Collodi. A wonderful man, + my boy." + + Pinocchio understood less and less. It was strange, he thought, to +have come to Africa to learn the story of his family. He listened with +astonishment to all that the innkeeper said. + + "Remember, however, that even if you are not really the son of the +good Geppetto, it does not follow that you should forget the care he +has given you. What gratitude have you shown him? You ran away from +home without even telling him. Who knows how unhappy the poor old man +may be! You never will understand what suffering you cause your +parents. Such blockheads as you are not fit to have parents. They work +from morning till night so that you may want for nothing, and may grow +up to be good and wise men, useful to yourselves, to your family, and +to your country. What do you do? Nothing! You are worthless!" + + Pinocchio listened very thoughtfully. He had never expected that in +Africa he was to hear so many disagreeable truths, and he was on the +verge of weeping. + + "For your father's sake you have been let off easily. From now on +you may regard this as your home. I am not very rich, and I need a boy +to help me. You will do. You may as well begin to work at once." And he +handed the marionette a large broom. + + Pinocchio was vexed at this, but the thought of the black policemen +and the unsettled bill cooled his anger, and he swept as well as he +knew how. "From a gentleman to a sweeper! What fine progress I have +made!" he thought, as the tears rolled down his cheeks. + + "If my father were to see me now, or my good Fairy, or my companions +at school! What a fine picture I should make!" And he continued to +sweep and dust. + + +16. Pinocchio Sells Drinking Water + + THE time passed quickly. At the dinner hour Pinocchio had a great +appetite and ate with much enjoyment. The master praised him highly for +the tidy appearance of the store and urged him to keep up his good +work. + + "At the end of twenty years," he said, "You will have put aside +enough to return home, and a little extra money to spend on poor old +Geppetto. Now that you have eaten, take this leather bag and fill it +with water, which you are to sell about the city. When you return we +shall know how much you have made." + + The bag was soon strapped on his shoulders and the marionette was +shown the door. "Remember," said his master, "a cent a glass!" + + Pinocchio set out down the narrow street. He walked on, little +caring where he went. His wooden brains were far away. He was grieved. +Had the master known just how the marionette felt he would have run +after him and at least regained his leather bag. + + Pinocchio walked on. He was soon among a hurrying crowd of people. +"Can this be Egypt in Africa? I have read about it often." + + A Man, wrapped in a white cloak, touched him on the shoulder. +Pinocchio did not understand, and started to go on about his business, +but the man took him roughly by the nose. Pinocchio shrieked. The crowd +stopped. At last, he discovered that the man wanted water. Pinocchio +placed the bag on the ground. Then he poured the water into a glass. +The man drank, paid, and went his way. + + "What a thirst for water Africans have!" thought the marionette, as +he remembered his companions of the circus. "I like ices better, and I +am going to try to get one with this penny." At once he started off, +leaving the leather bag behind. + + +17. A Ride On A Dog's Back + + A CROWD of boys had by this time gathered in the street. They began, +after the manner of boys in nearly every part of the world, to annoy +one who was clearly a stranger. They did not know Pinocchio, however, +nor the force of his feet and elbows. There came a shower of kicks and +punches, and the boys scattered. Away flew Pinocchio. The people were +astonished to see those tiny legs fly like the wind. They shouted and +ran after him. Pinocchio resolved not to be caught. He turned into a +side street that led into the open country. A large dog, stretched out +upon the ground, was in his way. Pinocchio measured the distance and +leaped. + + At that very moment the dog sprang up, and hardly knowing how it +happened, Pinocchio found himself astride his back. Barking furiously, +the animal shot along like a cannon ball. The poor boy felt sure that +he was going to break his neck and prayed for safety. On they rushed. +The dog jumped over rocks and ditches as if he had done nothing in all +his life but carry marionettes on his back. + + "Is it possible that he is a horse-dog?" thought Pinocchio. "If he +is, I shall ride him always, and when I return home, I shall present +him to my father. My companions will die of envy when they see me +riding to school like a gentleman. I shall make him a saddle like those +I saw on the circus horses, and a pair of silver stirrups. A saddle is +really necessary, because it is very uncomfortable to ride in this +way." + + The came to a deep gully and the dog prepared to make the leap. +Pinocchio muttered to himself: "This is the end. If I cross this in +safety, I will surely return home and go to school." + + There was a leap, and a plunge into the black, empty air. When he +opened his eyes, he found himself lying at the bottom of a precipice in +total darkness. How long had he been in the air? The marionette did not +know. He remembered only that while flying down he had heard a familiar +voice call, "Pinocchio! Pinocchio! Pinocchio!" + + "Farewell to the world and to Africa," said the marionette. "Wooden +marionettes will never learn. Here I shall stay forever. It serves me +right." + + +18. The Cave + + IF I get out of this prison alive, it will be the greatest wonder I +have ever known." Pinocchio sat in the spot where he had fallen. He now +began to suffer from thirst. There had been a great deal of excitement, +and his throat was parched. He would have given anything for a sip of +the water he had so carelessly left in the middle of the street only a +little while before. + + "I don't want to die here," he said. "I must get up and walk." + + So saying, he moved slowly about, groping with his hands and feet as +if he were playing blindman's buff. The ground was soft, and the air +seemed fresh. In fact, it was not so bad as he had at first thought. +Only four things worried him, darkness, hunger, thirst, and fear. Aside +from these he was safe and sound. + + He had gone but a short distance through the darkness when suddenly +he thought he heard a faint murmur. He saw a gleam of light. The blood +rushed through his veins. He walked on. The sound became clearer, and +the light grew brighter. At length Pinocchio found himself in a cave +lighted by soft rays. The murmuring sound was caused by a small stream +of water coming out from a high rock and forming a little waterfall. +Pinocchio rushed toward the rocks, opened his mouth wide like a funnel, +and drank his fill. + + "I shall not die of thirst," said the marionette. "Unfortunately, I +am still hungry. What a fate is mine! Why can we not live without +eating? Some day I am going to find a way. If I succeed, I shall teach +the poor people to live without food as I do. How happy they will be!" +Meanwhile he looked about for a means of escape. Soon he discovered the +hole that lighted the cave, and walked out once more under the open +sky. + + +19. The Caravan + + HE saw nothing but rocks and sand; rocks that shone like mirrors, +and sand that burned like fire. He walked on very sadly, without +knowing where. Presently he found himself upon a hill, from which he +could see a vast plain crossed by a wide highway. A long line of people +and camels were on the march, but how strange they looked! They were +going along with heads down and feet up. At first the marionette was +filled with a strong desire to laugh; then he became frightened and +rubbed his eyes, doubting what they told him. + + "Am I dreaming?" he said to himself. + + The line continued its march, and he distinctly heard the people +laugh and joke as they all sat upside down on the backs of the inverted +camels. + + "I was not prepared for this! What a strange way of traveling they +have in Africa! Maybe I too am walking on my head!" and he touched +himself to make sure that his head was in its proper place. + + Meanwhile the caravan passed on, and Pinocchio stood still, his eyes +fixed upon the camels as they disappeared at the turning of the road. +The only thing left for him to do was to follow them. + + "Either on my head or on my feet I shall surely arrive somewhere! I +do not believe that all those people will walk on air forever. Sometime +or other they will stop to eat. I shall be there to help them." + + As he spoke the marionette started forward, walking rapidly in the + hot sun. + + +20. The Baby Pulls His Nose + + IN half an hour he had caught up with the topsy-turvy caravan. It +had stopped at a large well, which was filled with clear, cool water. +The people were laughing and talking as if they were at home. They were +all as happy as they could be. + + Pinocchio could not understand it. Had these people really stood on +their heads? What had happened to them? There was something wrong. He +had certainly seen them traveling in that strange fashion. However, a +marionette who is hungry and thirsty does not worry long about things +he cannot explain. He was there, and the people were eating and +drinking. + + "What a fool I am! If their heads were upside down, they could +neither eat nor drink. Surely they will not refuse me a little water, +and perhaps as they are familiar with Africa, I may discover in talking +with them where the mines of gold and precious stones are to be found." + + So saying, Pinocchio moved toward an old man who was sitting with a +pipe in his mouth. He had finished his meal and was enjoying a smoke. +The marionette took off his hat and said, "Pardon me, sir; what time is +it?" + + The old man's answer came in a volume of smoke. + + "Ask the sun, my boy. He will tell you." + + "Thank you!" said Pinocchio, a little taken aback by this reception, +and he moved on toward a woman with a baby on her shoulders. + + "Madam, will you please tell me if I am on the right road to - " + + "The world is wide," broke in the woman. + + "And long too," thought the marionette. "How polite these Africans + are!" + + Of course, the marionette was a stupid fellow. He was a little +ashamed to beg for food, and had only asked these questions so that the +people might notice him and perhaps offer him food and water. An +ordinary boy would have asked for what he wanted, but the blockhead was +too proud. + + He was about to go on when the baby began to wave its arms, and to +shout, "I want it! I want it!" + + Can you guess what it wanted? Pinocchio's nose! The child reached +out its hands, and cried and kicked in trying to get hold of it. + + The whole caravan looked toward the spot. A group of children +gathered about them. Even the camels lifted their heads to see what was +the matter. The mother was distressed because the child's screams and +kicks continued. She asked Pinocchio to let it touch his nose. His +pride was hurt, but thinking it best to humor the child, he went closer +and allowed his nose to be touched and squeezed and pulled until the +baby was perfectly happy and satisfied. The good woman laughed, and +thanked Pinocchio by offering him some bread and milk. + + Pinocchio buried his face in the milk and ate the bread. There was +no doubt of his hunger. The others offered him fruit and cake. He was +pleased. Africa, after all, was a country where one could live. His +hunger satisfied, he did what marionettes usually do, talked about +himself. In a short time all the people knew who he was and why he had +come to Africa. The old man with the pipe asked him, "Who told you that +here in Africa there is so much gold?" + + "Who told me? He who knows told me!" + + "But are you sure that he did not wish to deceive you?" + + "Deceive me?" replied the marionette, "My dear sire, to deceive me +one must have a good - " and he touched his forehead with his +forefinger as much as to say that within lay a great brain. "Before +leaving home I studied so much that the teacher feared I should ruin my +health." + + "Very well," replied the old man, "let us travel together, for we +also area in search of gold and precious stones." + + Pinocchio's heart beat fast with hope. At last there was some one to +help him in his search. He could scarcely control himself enough to +say: "Willingly, most willingly! I have no objections. Suit +yourselves." + + +21. Pinocchio Travels With The Caravan + + THE camels, refreshed by the large amount of water they had taken, +stood up, proud of their loads. Even the donkey brayed. Yes, there was +a donkey! And this fact displeased Pinocchio. He had for a long time +felt a great dislike for these animals. In fact, he had once been a +donkey, and his dislike was a natural one. + + The donkey did not carry any load, and for that reason the +marionette was asked to ride on its back. He hesitated. It was stupid +to ride a donkey, and he would have preferred to walk, but he did not +like to seem rude to the good people, and up he mounted. + + They traveled all day along the narrow road which gradually wound +around the slope of a mountain. The old man rode by the side of +Pinocchio, asking him many questions about the studies he had taken up +to prepare himself for this trip to Africa. + + The marionette talked a great deal, and as might have been expected, +made many blunders. He began to think that his companions were very +simple, and that in Africa one could tell any kind of lie without being +discovered. He even went so far as to assure the old man that he knew +the very spot where they could find gold and diamonds, and ended by +saying that within a week they should all be men of great wealth. + + "You must walk straight ahead," the saucy marionette was saying, +"then to the right, and you will arrive at the bottom of a valley, +through which flows a beautiful brook of yellow water. By the side of +this brook is a tree, and beneath the tree there is gold in plenty." + + The old man was amazed to hear the tales he told. Pinocchio himself +felt ashamed of all these lies. He was afraid his nose would grow as it +had done one day at home. But no, it was still its natural size! + + "Well!" he thought, "if it has not grown longer this time, it will +never grow again, no matter how many lies I tell." + + +22. He Is Offered For Sale + + THEY went on until they met a second caravan resting at a well. +Every one admired Pinocchio, and the old man who had him in charge +treated him as if he were his own son. + + Pinocchio was greatly pleased. Yet to tell the truth he was worried. +Suppose they discovered that he had lied, and that he knew nothing +about Africa, or the gold, or the diamonds! What would happen then? + + The old man was talking to three or four men of the new caravan. +Pinocchio did not like their faces. Now and then they looked toward the +marionette with open eyes of astonishment. + + Pinocchio pricked up his ears to listen to the good things the old +man was saying about him. He felt highly flattered on hearing himself +praised for his character, his intelligence, and his ability to eat and +drink. + + Then the men lowered their voices, and the marionette only now and +then caught some stray words. + + "How much do you want?" + + "Come!" replied the good old man, "between us there should not be so +much talk. I cannot give him to you unless you give me twenty yards of +English calico, thirty yards of iron wire, and four strings of glass +beads." + + "It is too much. It is too much," replied one. + + "They are bargaining for the donkey," said Pinocchio, and he felt +sorry for the poor beast. + + "I am sorry for you," he went on, addressing the donkey, "because +you have made me quite comfortable. Now I must give you up and walk." + + "It is too much. It is too much," the men were saying. + + "Yes, yes, all you say is very true," spoke one in a high voice, +"but, after all, he is made of wood." + + "Of wood? Who is made of wood? The donkey?" thought Pinocchio, +looking at the animal, which stood still, its ears erect as if it also +were listening. + + "Here!" put in one of the men, "the bargain is made if you will give +him up for an elephant's tooth; if not, let us talk no more of it." + + The old man was silent. He looked at the marionette, and then with a +sigh which came from his heart he said: "You drive a hard bargain! Add +at least the horn of a rhinoceros and let us be done with it." + + "Put in the horn!" replied the man, and they shook hands. "You have +done well, my friends," the old man said. "That fellow there," - and +this time pointed directly at Pinocchio, "that fellow there has some +great ideas in his head. He knows a thing or two! He says he knows the +exact spot where one may find gold and diamonds." + + Pinocchio was thunderstruck! It was he and not the donkey that had + been sold. + + "Dogs!" he cried, "farewell. I go from you forever." And away he +leaped as fast as the north wind. They did not even try to follow him. +Who could have caught him + + +23. The Bird In The Forest + + AFTER two hours of hard running, Pinocchio, still angry at the +treatment he had received, came to a forest. "It's better to be a bird +in the bushes than a bird in a cage!" he thought. + + Although the walk in the forest was refreshing, he began, as usual, +to be hungry. The place was very beautiful, but beauty could not +satisfy a marionette's appetite. He looked here and there in the hope +that he might see trees loaded with the fruit about which the elephant +man had spoken. He saw nothing but branches and leaves, leaves and +branches. On he walked. Both the forest and his hunger seemed without +end. + + Fortunately Pinocchio was very strong. Being made of wood, he could +endure a great many hardships. He was sure that his good Fairy would +come to help him, so he kept on bravely. He had walked a long way +before he saw a large tree, bearing fruit that resembled oranges. + + "At last!" he cried aloud. The birds flew away at the sound. +Pinocchio climbed over the rocks and up the tree as fast as he could. + + "I will eat enough to last for a week!" he said, as he thought of +the orange peel his father Geppetto had given him for supper. + + He picked the largest of the fruit and put it into his mouth. It was +as hard as ivory. He pulled out his penknife, with which he used to +sharpen his pencil at school. With great difficulty he cut the fruit in +two, to find within only a soft, bitter pulp. Then he tried another and +another. All were like the first one, and he gave up trying because he +was at length convinced that none of the fruit was fit to eat. + + Tired and unhappy, with bowed head and dangling arms, he pushed on +slowly, stumbling over rocks, and becoming entangled again and again in +the briers. He thought sadly of the disappointments he had met with in +Africa. + + "It is settled. I am to die of hunger. Where are the delicious +fruits and the precious stones? Should I not do better to go home and +leave the gold and silver to those who want them?" + + As he went along, thinking over these things, he noticed ahead of +him a bird about the size of a canary, which looked at him as if it +longed to console him in his misery.It went on before Pinocchio, flying +from one branch to another, stopping when the marionette stopped, and +moving every time the marionette moved. Pinocchio said to himself: +"Does his dear little bird wish to be eaten? I'll pluck its feathers, +stick a twig through it, put it in the sun, and in half an hour it will +be cooked and ready to eat." + + While the hungry marionette was giving himself up to this thought, +the bird began to sing,"Pinocchio, my dear, + + If you would honey eat, + + Come closer to me here, + + And you will find a treat."Imagine Pinocchio's surprise! He +approached the little songster and looked up. Sure enough, there on a +branch of a great tree was a beehive. + + One would think that Pinocchio would at least stop to thank the +bird, but not he! Up the tree he went like a squirrel, while the bees +buzzed about him angrily. The marionette laughed. + + "Sting away! sting away, brave bees! I am a marionette and made of +wood. You may sting me as much as you please." He thrust his hand into +the hive and drew out a handful of sweet honey. + + "This time at least I shall not die of hunger." + + +24. His Adventure With A Lion + + THE marionette was on the point of filling his mouth a second time, +when he heard a frightful roar directly under his feet. The shock +almost tumbled him down headfirst. Had he fallen, how unfortunate it +would have been! He would have gone straight into the deep mouth of an +African lion which was ready to devour him at one gulp. + + "Oh, mercy!" cried the marionette. And the lion gave another +dreadful roar which seemed to say: "Mercy indeed! I have you now, you +little thief." + + "Dear lion," pleaded Pinocchio, "have pity on a poor orphan lad who +is nearly starving!" + + The lion roared still louder. "Who has given you permission to take +what belongs to another without having earned it by useful and honest +work? In this world he who does not work must starve." + + "You are right, my dear lion, you are right. I am ready to pay to +the last cent for all the honey I eat, but please don't seem so angry +or I shall die of fear." + + Then the lion stopped roaring, and sitting down upon the ground, he +looked at the marionette as if to say: "Well, what are you going to do +about it? Are you coming down or not?" + + "Listen, my dear lion," answered Pinocchio; "so long as you stay +there, I shall not come down. If you want me to go away and leave the +honey, remove yourself a hundred miles or so, and then I will obey +you." + + The lion did not move. + + For almost an hour Pinocchio sat glued to the tree, not daring to +eat the honey or to come down to the waiting lion. The hot rays of the +sun beat upon him. He felt that he must die, for hunger, fear, and heat +seemed ready to destroy him. + + "Surely there must be away out of this," he thought. "That lion must +have in him some spark of kindness. He has made up his mind to keep me +company, and perhaps it is my duty to thank him." + + Then the marionette raised his hand to ask permission to speak. It +would have been better had he kept still. + + At this gesture the lion uttered a roar so loud that it shook the +whole forest. He began to lash the ground with his tail, sending up a +cloud of dust that nearly choked the marionette, and repeating all the +while in lion language, "If you move hand or foot, you will die!" + + Pinocchio sat still. Another hour passed in silence. Pinocchio still +suffered from the heat and from hunger. Both honey and shade were +within easy reach, and he could enjoy neither. + + "What an obstinate beast!" he muttered. "How stupid he is to wait +there! There is enough room in the forest for us both." + + But the lion did not move, and Pinocchio's suffering was great. He +was sure now that he was going to die, and he looked sadly at those +wooden legs which had carried him through so many adventures. There was +the shade, but he could not reach it. There was the honey that must not +be touched. + + "Eat! eat!" said the honey. "Come! come!" said the shade. + + Fortunately a new character now arrived on the scene. A magnificent +giraffe came along through the bushes, eating the tender shoots as it +approached the spot.Pinocchio saw the giraffe and recognized it at once +from a picture of one he had seen in school. The lion saw it also. What +should he do? Continue to watch the marionette, or attack and carry off +the giraffe? He decided to take the giraffe. As the animal raised its +head to bite off the leaves from a tall acacia, the lion leaped at its +throat and killed it. Seizing the body in his powerful jaws, the lion +disappeared through the forest, and Pinocchio was left behind to have +his fill of honey. He ate as he had never eaten before. + + When he could eat no longer he came down from the tree, but how +strange he felt! His eyes were dim, and his head began to swim, while +his legs went here and there in every direction. He could not even talk +clearly. + + "African honey plays jokes upon those who eat too much of it!" he +seemed to hear some one say. He turned to see who it was that had +spoken to him, but no one was there. The next moment he fell heavily to +the ground as if he had been knocked down with a club. + + "That is what happens to greedy boys!" continued the voice of the +little bird who had shown him the honey, but Pinocchio lay fast +asleep. + + +25. Pinocchio Is Brought Before The King + + PINOCCHIO had slept for hours when he was aroused by strange sounds. +Were these the voices of human beings. + + "Yah! Yah! Hoi! Hoi! Uff! Uff!" + + What could it possibly be? The marionette opened an eye, but quickly +shut it again when he saw a number of coal-black faces turned toward +him. + + "What do these ugly people want of me?" he asked himself, as he lay +there perfectly still. + + When Pinocchio next opened his eyes he saw to his great surprise +that the men had formed a circle about him. At their chief's command +they began to dance. It was all so funny that Pinocchio could hardly +keep from laughing. Then the chief made a sign, at which the savages +advanced toward the marionette, took him up by his arms and legs, and +started away with him. + + "This is not so bad," thought the marionette. + + After a time his bearers laid him gently upon the ground and +commenced to examine him. Pinocchio decided to make believe he was +dead. + + For that reason he kept his eyes shut tightly and lay still. + + Suddenly there was a great noise. He was startled. Opening one eye, +he saw approaching a chief followed by a crowd of attendants. Judging +from the manner in which the new arrivals were received, they were +persons of high rank. At their approach the savages knelt down, raised +their hands high in the air, and bent their foreheads to the ground. + + A man stepped out from the ranks and came toward Pinocchio. He +examined the marionette from head to foot, while all the others looked +on in silence. + + When the examination was over the marionette hoped to be left in +peace, but another approached him and went through the same +performance. Then came a third, a fourth, a fifth, and so on. + + Pinocchio was somewhat tired of this. As the last one came up he +muttered, "Now I shall see what they are going to do with me." + + The man who had first examined Pinocchio now approached him again, +and calling the bearers, said, in a tongue which, curiously enough, the +marionette understood, "Turn the little animal over!" + + Upon hearing himself called an animal, Pinocchio was seized with a +mad desire to give his tormentor a kick, but he thought better of it. + + The bearers advanced, took the marionette by the shoulders, and + rolled him over. + + "Easy! easy! this bed is not too soft," Pinocchio said to himself. + + A second examination followed, and then another command, "Roll him + over again!" + + "What do you take me for, a top?" muttered the marionette in a burst +of rage. But he pricked up his ears when the man who had been rolling +him over turned to another and said, "Your majesty!" + + Indeed!" thought Pinocchio, "we are not dealing with ordinary +persons! We are beginning to know great people. Let me hear what he has +to say about me to his black majesty," and the marionette listened with +the deepest attention. + + "Your majesty, my knowledge of the noble art of cooking assures me +that this creature" - and he gave Pinocchio a kick - "is an animal of +an extinct race. It has been turned into wood, carried by the water to +the beach, and then brought here by the wind." + + "Not so bad for a cook," thought Pinocchio. He felt half inclined to +strike out and hit the nose of the wise savage, who had again knelt +down to examine him. + + "Your majesty," continued the cook, "this little animal is dead, +because if it were not dead - " + + "It would be alive," Pinocchio muttered. "What a beast! How stupid!" + + "Because if it were not dead, it would not be so hard. To conclude, +had it not been made of wood, I could have cooked it for your majesty's +dinner." + + Pinocchio said to himself: "Listen to this black rascal! Eaten +alive! What kind of country have I fallen into? What vulgar people! +It's lucky for me that I am made of wood!" + + His majesty then commanded that as the animal was not good to eat it +should be buried. + + Immediately three or four of the men began to dig a hole, while the +unfortunate marionette, half dead with fright, tried to form some plan +of escape. The time passed. The hole was dug, and the poor fellow could +not think of any plan. Run away! But how? And if they found out that he +was alive would he not be cooked and eaten? The marionette did not know +what to do. + + In the meantime two men had raised him from the ground and stood +ready to throw him into the hole. Then in spite of himself, the +marionette began to shout at the top of his lungs: "Stop! Stop! I will +not be buried alive! Help! Help! My good Fatina! - Fatina! - my Fatina! +Help!"At the first shout the two men who were holding him let him fall +to the ground and started off in a great fright. All the others +followed their example. + + "What funny people!" said Pinocchio. "If I had known that they would +all run away like this, I should not have been so uneasy. However, I +really do not know why I have come here. If I only knew where to find +diamonds and gold, it would not be so hard. I might return home to my +father, for who knows how much he is suffering because I am not there!" + + At that moment he would have given up the whole trip, but he was too +stupid to keep an idea in his head for more than a few seconds. Another +thought flashed across his mind, and he forgot his poor father. + + "If these people run away, it means that they are afraid, and if +they are afraid, it means that they have no courage. Now then, I, being +very brave, may in a short time come to rule over everything in Africa. +Perhaps - who knows! - I may become a king or an emperor!" + + Pinocchio, you lazy dreamer, are you never going to learn wisdom? +Only a blockhead like you could be so foolish. A wooden emperor, +indeed! + + +26. The Monkeys Stone The Marionette + + FILLED with these hopes and forgetting his fright, Pinocchio set +boldly forth without the least alarm at the difficulties of the +journey. He was going merrily along, dreaming of all the great things +he would do as emperor of Africa, when at a turn in the road there came +flying after him a volley of stones. Had any struck him he would have +been killed. Astonished and frightened at this strange turn of affairs, +he glanced around, but saw no one. He looked up at the trees, and then +from right to left, but nobody was in sight. + + "This is pleasant!" exclaimed the marionette. "Have those pebbles +fallen from the sky?" And he started to go on his way. + + He had taken only a few steps, when a second discharge drove him to +the shelter of a large tree. Thence he looked carefully in the +direction from which the stones continued to come. To his surprise he +discovered among the bushes and twigs a large number of monkeys. + + "Well! What is this?" cried the marionette. "Those rogues must not +be allowed to play such mean tricks. I had better be on my guard." + + He picked up a stout stick lying on the ground near by. To his +amazement, the monkeys threw away the stones and began to pick up +sticks likewise. + + "I hope I shall get through this safely!" thought Pinocchio. He +raised his stick and threatened the whole army of monkeys. + + The monkeys, as if obeying his command, raised their sticks and held +them erect, imitating exactly the action of the marionette. Then +Pinocchio lowered his stick, and the monkeys lowered theirs. Again +Pinocchio lifted his stick as high as he could, and the monkeys raised +theirs, holding them stiffly like soldiers on drill. + + "Arms rest!" cried Pinocchio. + + All the monkeys, imitating the marionette, lowered their sticks in +perfect order, just as soldiers do at the officer's command. + + "That's a good idea," thought Pinocchio, "I might become the leader +of the monkeys, and within a month conquer all Africa." And he laughed +at the joke. + + The monkeys looked straight at him, standing erect and in line +waiting for further orders. + + "Ah! you wish to follow me!" said the marionette. "This might suit +your taste, but not mine, thank you! I will give you marching orders. +Then I shall be left in peace." + + Accordingly Pinocchio, who was determined to get away from these +annoying beasts, moved two steps forward. The monkeys advanced two +steps also. Then he took three steps to the rear, and the monkeys went +back three steps. + + "At - tention!" and facing about quickly, he started to run. All the +monkeys also turned, and began to run in the direction opposite to that +taken by the marionette. Pinocchio, laughing at his own cunning, went +his way, only now and then turning to watch the dark forms as they +disappeared in the distance. + + "They all run away in this country," he said to himself, and he too +ran on, fearing that the worthy beasts would return for further +orders. + + +27. Pinocchio Dreams Again + + "IF these people are such cowards that they run at the sound of my +voice, in a few days I shall be master of all Africa. I shall be a +great man. However, this is a country of hunger and thirst and fatigue. +I must find a place where I can rest a little before I begin my career +of conquest." + + Fortune now seemed to favor Pinocchio. Not far off he thought he saw +a group of huts at the foot of a hill. He felt that besides getting +rest and shelter, he might also find something to eat. Greedy +marionette! + + As he approached he was struck by the strangeness of these +buildings. They looked like little towers topped with domes. He went +along wondering what race of people lived in houses built without +windows or doors. He saw no one, and he was filled with a sort of +fear. + + "Shall I go on or not?" he mused. "Perhaps it would be best to call +out, Some one will show me where to go for food and shelter." + + "Hello there!" he said in a low voice. No one answered. + + "Hello there!" repeated the marionette a little louder. But there + was no answer. + + "They are deaf, or asleep, or dead!" concluded the marionette, after +calling out at the top of his voice again and again. + + Then he thought it might be a deserted village, and he entered +bravely between the towers. There was no one to be seen. As he +stretched out his tired limbs on the ground he murmured. "Since it is +useless to think of eating, I may at least rest." And in a few minutes +he was sound asleep. + + He dreamed that he was being pulled along by an army of small +insects that resembled ants. It seemed to him that he was making every +effort to stop them, but he could not succeed. They dragged and rolled +him down a slope toward a frightful precipice, over which he must fall. +I even seemed as if they had entered his mouth by hundreds, busying +themselves in tearing out his tongue. It served him right, too, because +his tongue had made many false promises and caused everybody much +suffering."You will never tell any more lies!" the ants seemed to say. + + Then the marionette awoke with a struggle and a cry of fear. His +dream was a reality. He was covered with ants. He brushed them off his +face, his arms, his legs, - in short, his whole body. They had tortured +him for four or five hours, and only the fact that he was made of very +hard wood had saved his life. + + "Thanks to my strong constitution." thought the marionette, "I am as +good as new." + + +28. Pinocchio Is Carried Away In An Eggshell + + PINOCCHIO now found himself in a dense growth of shrubbery which +made his progress difficult. He pushed on among the thorny plants. They +would have stopped any one but a wooden marionette. His clothes were +torn, to be sure, but he did not mind that. + + "Soon I shall have a suit that will make me look like a price. Goods +of the best quality, and tailoring that has never been equaled! The +gold, the silver, and the diamonds must be found." And he went on at a +brisk gait as if he had been on the highway. + + Trees, shrubs, underbrush, nothing else! The scene would have grown +tiresome had it not been for a swarm of butterflies of the most +beautiful and brilliant colors. They flew here and there, now letting +themselves be carried by the wind, now hovering about in search of the +flowers hidden in the thick foliage.From time to time a hare would run +between Pinocchio's feet, and after a few bounds would turn sharply +around to stare at him with curious eyes, as much as to say that a +marionette was a comical sight. Young monkeys peeped through the +leaves, laughed at him, and then scampered away. + + Pinocchio walked along fearlessly, caring little for what went on +around him, and thinking only of the treasures for which he was +seeking. + + On and on he walked until at length he found himself at the edge of +a vast plain. He gave a great sigh of relief. The long march through +the woods had tired him. However, he kept his eyes open, now and then +looking down at his feet to see if any precious stones were lying +about. Presently his attention was drawn to a great hole or nest, in +which he saw some white objects shaped like hen's eggs, but +considerably larger than his head. + + Curious to see whether or not he could lift one, Pinocchio +approached the nest. Just then he heard a frightful noise behind him. + + Turning quickly, the marionette saw a huge bird running toward him. +The next moment a powerful push sent him head over heels upon one of +the eggs! As he fell he heard a loud crash, and at almost the same +instant found himself carried through the air. What had befallen him? + + Of course, the hole was the nest of an ostrich. Enraged at the sight +of the broken egg, the fierce bird had seized in its powerful beak that +part of the shell into which the unfortunate marionette had fallen, and +was now rushing across the plain with the swiftness of an express +train. + + The marionette screamed in terror, and with the stick which he still +held in his hand rained blows upon the bird's long neck. But the blows +had no effect whatever. The furious creature ran and ran and ran. +Pinocchio, gasping for breath, was certain that his end was near. + + The mad race lasted for hours. Suddenly the marionette was thrown +into a muddy pool, in which he sank up to his neck like a frog. Having +no desire to be suffocated in the mud, he raised his head a little, +although he did not try to climb out. What he saw surprised him beyond +measure. + + +29. Pinocchio Escapes Again + + HIS ostrich was no longer alone. There stood another. The new +arrival, somewhat smaller, but uglier and even more ferocious than the +first, moved cautiously, ready for fight. Suddenly Pinocchio saw the +gleam of a knife, and an instant later the ostrich that had carried him +thus far fell to the ground, wounded to death. The marionette could not +understand how it was possible for a bird to carry a knife hidden +beneath its wings and to make use of it. Yet the thing had happened +right before his eyes; there was no doubt about it. + + While seeking an explanation for his very strange incident, he saw +the victorious ostrich draw first one arm, then the other, from beneath +its feathers, and finally take off its beak and place it upon the +ground. The second ostrich was a man. + + Pinocchio now began to understand what had happened, and to hate the +trickster who had put on the feathers of an ostrich, in order to attack +and kill the poor creature that lay there breathing its last. + + The man approached the dying ostrich and tried to lift the huge bird +to his shoulders, but in spite of his great strength he failed. Then +looking about in search of help, he saw the marionette, whose head was +out of the water, and signaled to him to come ashore. Pinocchio would +have refused, but there was the knife lying on the ground, and there +was the man. He decided to obey. + + He came out of the pond as best he could, and the ugly black man +began to laugh. He laughed and laughed until he was able to stand no +longer, and could only throw himself upon the ground, where he lay, +breathless and weak. The marionette, seeing this, said to himself: "If +I do not escape now, it will be my own fault. My dear legs, it is no +dishonor to run when you must!" and he went on at a gallop toward a +hill which could be seen a short distance away. + + "May you die of laughing, you villain!" he cried as he ran. + + Presently he was somewhat alarmed to discover that the man was +running after him. Feeling sure, however, that he could easily outrun +his pursuer, he halted a moment, as if waiting for him. The man was +hurrying on, thinking that the boy could go no farther, when the saucy +marionette, putting his hand to his mouth, shouted "Cuckoo!" Then at a +pace swifter than the wind he set off once more, pausing now and again +to call out, "Cuckoo! Cuckoo!" + + Pinocchio had nearly reached the top of the hill, and the man was +halfway up, when a loud roar made them both stop. Turning around, they +saw that a lion was carrying off the dead ostrich. At that, the hunter +thrust his fingers into his curly hair, and without paying further +attention to the marionette, started off to regain the knife, which was +still lying where it had fallen. + + "Tit for tat," Pinocchio shouted after him, and went on up the + hill. + + +30. Pinocchio Is Swallowed By A Crocodile + + WHEN Pinocchio reached the top of the hill he looked around for a +place where he could rest. He thought of the lion that had carried off +the ostrich, and he did not like the idea of meeting him. Fortunately +there were no signs of life, but neither was there any place where he +could sit down in comfort. Sand and rocks, rocks and sand were +everywhere. In the distance he saw water. + + "At any rate," he said, "I shall at least be able to wash myself;" +and he turned his footsteps toward the water. + + He arrived before long at the water's edge. How fresh and clean it +was! He was so dusty and tired that there was only one thing to do, +take a bath! When Pinocchio decided upon a course of action he did not +hesitate. In an instant he was undressed. + + As he started toward the water a voice cried, "Pinocchio! + Pinocchio!" + + "Oh, let Pinocchio alone!" the marionette said, and leaped into the + air. + + Horrors! As he came flying down, a green mass rose to the surface of +the river. It was a crocodile! Pinocchio saw it and shuddered, but +there was no time to cry out. Down, down he went into that open mouth! +But wooden marionettes are always fortunate. The crocodile's throat was +so wide that Pinocchio slipped into the stomach of the creature with +great ease. Not even a scratch! As he was accustomed to being under +water and inside the bodies of animals, he was not at all frightened. +In fact, when he noticed that he was being carried down to the bottom +of the river, where it was cool and refreshing, he uttered no word of +complaint, but rather enjoyed the experience.The crocodile crawled in +to a cave, and prepared to digest the marionette at its leisure. +Pinocchio was naturally annoyed at this and began to kick and squirm +about. + + At first this did not seem to cause any ill effects, but Pinocchio +kicked and struggled until the poor reptile could not help wondering +what the trouble was, and began to twist and shake its whole body. +Pinocchio did not stop. Presently the crocodile decided to return to +the surface and deposit the marionette upon the bank. Pinocchio desired +nothing better. As soon as he saw a ray of light he became very quiet. +The crocodile, now that the trouble seemed over, was about to return to +its cave, but it had made this plan without consulting our wooden +marionette. + + "Suppose I let the beast carry me a short distance! I can make it +throw me upon the bank later as well as now! It may carry me to some +place where - enough, I am going to try it! A green ship, without +sails, without engines, and without a crew, is not to be found every +day. Boo! boo! boo!" muttered the marionette. + + The crocodile, frightened at the strange noises inside its body, +began to swim with all its strength. It swam and swam and swam! When it +slowed up the marionette continued, "Boo! boo! boo!" and the crocodile +went on faster than ever. + + The poor creature became thoroughly exhausted, and fairly wept with +anger and fright, but the strange voice went on without ceasing. + + At last, growing desperate, the crocodile stopped, opened its huge +jaws, and with a great effort sent the marionette flying through the +air to the bank of the river; then it disappeared in the deep water. + + "Pleasant trip home! Remember me to everybody!" cried Pinocchio as +he leaped about joyously. + + +31. Pinocchio Is Made Emperor + + FINDING himself without any clothes, the marionette began to think +of his condition. To go back and search for his suit was out of the +question. To go about in that state did not seem proper, although he +knew that the Africans in general were dressed in the same fashion. + + Finally he decided to make himself a suit of leaves. There were some +beautiful ones near by that were just suited to the purpose. He knew +how to go to work, for at home he had often made clothes out of +shavings and twigs. He set about his task at once and in a short time +had made a garment that reached from his waist down to his knees. He +was busy selecting the leaves for a coat when he happened to raise his +eyes, and saw a crowd of men and women rushing about as if either very +happy or frantic with terror. + + "Lunatics!" he murmured, and went on with his work, for he disliked +to be seen half-dressed. All at once the marionette heard a hissing, +humming sound. A cloud of arrows fell around him. He was amazed and +terrified, not by the arrows, for what harm could arrows do to him? - +but by the idea that this meant more trouble for Pinocchio. + + "So long as they shoot, I fear nothing; but if they try to capture +me, I may have to jump into the river and take to my green ship." + + The arrows continued to fall like hailstones on his shoulders, on +his breast, on his arms and legs; but of course they dropped to the +ground without doing any harm. The natives were astonished. They looked +at one another in blank surprise. + + Pinocchio, weary of the game, turned in anger toward them and +shouted: "Give up shooting, stupid ones! Do you not see that you are +wasting your time?"They had already perceived that this was true, and +they stopped shooting. A group braver than the rest now approached the +marionette and surrounded him. One of them shouted, "Hoa! Hoi! Hoi!" + + "Pinocchio!" answered the marionette. + + "Yah! Yah! Yah!" + + "Pinocchio!" the boy repeated. "Are you deaf?" + + Then they began to shout in chorus: "Yah! Yah! Hoi! Hoi! Uff! Uff! + Uff!" + + And Pinocchio replied: "Yah! Yah! Hoi! Hoi! Uff! Uff! Uff! + + This conversation soon began to be wearisome, and Pinocchio tried to +escape. It was too late. The Africans, quick as a flash, closed in +about him and, seizing him by the legs, raised him from the ground, +shouting: "Long live our emperor, Pinocchio the First! Long live our +emperor, Pinocchio!" + + Pinocchio had never dreamed of such a welcome. + + "Long live Pinocchio!" + + "Ah! at last! I knew that in Africa my greatness would be +recognized. Now I shall be revenged on you, my dear restaurant-keeper, +and on you, dear policemen, who wanted to arrest me. Old man, you who +wanted to sell me for a rhinoceros horn, now it is my turn!" Thus +thought Pinocchio. + + This was his first triumph. Flocking like ravens, his African +subjects came to render homage to the new emperor, who was carried +aloft on willing shoulders. As he passed, all bowed to the ground and +then followed in his train. Such a multitude joined the procession that +it looked, from a distance, like a vast blot of ink. They went along +singing the praises of Pinocchio the First, Emperor and King of all the +African kings, sent from heaven to earth to replace the late emperor, +who had died the preceding day. + + As they marched a great chorus chanted: "He was to come forth from +the mouth of a crocodile! He was to remain unharmed by poisoned arrows! +He was to have a wooden head! Long live our emperor, Pinocchio the +First! Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!" + + "They shot poisoned arrows at me!" thought the marionette. "That is +the way they treated their future king. Lucky for me that I am made of +wood, very hard wood too! How fortunate that I came to Africa as a +marionette! If I had been a real boy, there would be little to say +about Pinocchio now." + + +32. His First Night As Emperor + + PINOCCHIO, his heart filled with joy, entered the capital of his new +empire amid the shouts of the people who crowded the streets. The +children, rolling on the ground in glee, raised such a dust that one +could hardly see. + + Forward, forward, they marched through the streets until the main +square was reached. The city was not a large city. Pinocchio was a +little disappointed. The houses were only huts plastered with mud. The +streets and even the main square were dirty. + + "I will change all that," Pinocchio gravely said to himself. "I will +build a new city." To the marionette such a task appeared to be an easy +matter. + + In a corner of the square stood a hut somewhat larger than the +others. This was the royal palace. Pinocchio was not pleased. The king +of all Africa should have something far better than this. However, he +thought it would not do, just at this time, to utter any words of +complaint. + + In the huts about the palace lived the people of the court. These +were the advisers and the leaders, who stood ready to carry out the +commands of his majesty. + + Like many another in such a situation, Pinocchio did nothing but bow +his head in agreement with everything that was said to him. This +greatly pleased the people of the court and gained for him their +admiration and applause. They called him Pinocchio the Wise! + + Night came and all the people withdrew. The emperor was left alone +with his servant, a gigantic African, who invited his majesty to pass +into the royal bedchamber. + + The furniture was as simple as the palace itself. A string, +stretched across the room, served as a clothes-hanger. The bed was a +leopard's skin that swung from four poles. Having displayed with pride +these equipments, the servant pointed to a frying pan, which was to be +struck with a wooden mallet in case his majesty desired to call the +attendants. He then withdrew from the chamber, bowing as he went out. + + "Apparently they do not eat here," said the marionette. "Maybe these +people think that an emperor is never hungry! However, night passes +quickly." Then he undressed himself and lay down. He was quite tired +out, and he felt sure that in a few moments he should be fast asleep. +But soon he began to roll and toss about uneasily. The bed was hard and +uncomfortable. He opened his eyes. There was a spider crawling over +him, and he shivered. Other spiders, as large as crabs, were creeping +quietly over the ground and the walls as if this was their home and not +the king's! + + There was one spider twice as large as the others. Surely he was the +head of that large family. He fixed his fiery eyes upon the marionette +and spoke in the voice of the Talking Cricket: "Where have you come +from - fool that you are? What do you think you have gained by +becoming the emperor of these people? Return to your home, and be +content to be a boy like the rest, and to learn a trade by which you +may help your father and be happy yourself." + + Upon hearing these familiar words the marionette wanted to beat the +pan and call for help, but, he reflected, this would show that he +lacked courage and might lower him in the eyes of his subjects. So he +endured his fate, thinking: "A night soon passes. To-morrow night I +will have a sentinel on guard." And he drew himself up, mallet in hand, +ready to fight the spiders if they came too near him. All was still, +and Pinocchio tried a second time to close his eyes to sleep. + + "Buzz! buzz! buzz!" + + The place swarmed with flies. + + "Zz! zz! Zeeee, zeeee, smm, zmmm!" + + Out in the night frogs croaked, birds cried, wild animals howled. + + "What a place to sleep in!" whined the poor emperor, flinging +himself about on his hard bed. + + Then he thought of his own small cot, neat and clean, in which he +had so often peacefully slept and dreamed pleasant dreams. It will not +seem strange that Pinocchio wished that he were at home again, instead +of being a king in Africa. + + Pinocchio the First, Emperor and King of all the African kings, +passed a very wretched night. He felt hot and feverish, and he was +afraid that he was going to die before morning came. + + +33. He Sends For The Royal Doctor + + PINOCCHIO presently became very anxious about his health. He was +sure that the night's troubles had brought on a high fever, and this, +of course, would keep him from attending to affairs of state. At dawn, +therefore, Pinocchio the First rapped the pan and sent for the doctor +of the court. He was an old man, with a long white beard. Having +listened to the emperor's lament, the doctor drew out a string of beads +from his breast, threw them on the floor, and examined them closely, +all the time murmuring strange words. Then he began to count the beads. +At the end of a quarter of an hour he said that his royal majesty was +in excellent health and need not worry. + + The marionette's rage knew no bounds, but it would not do to +complain at the very beginning of his career. He thanked the worthy +doctor therefore, and dismissed him with a polite nod of the head. Then +he again rapped furiously on the pan. There promptly appeared eight or +ten servants, who first knelt down at the foot of the imperial bed, and +then advancing with every sign of respect, raised his majesty gently, +and placed him upon a panther's skin that was stretched upon the +floor.Pinocchio allowed them to proceed, until they began to cover his +body with oil. At this, he asked why they anointed him in such a +manner. + + "To make you clean, your majesty," answered the servants, very + respectfully. + + "Fine cleaning!" thought the marionette. "How are my face and hands +to get washed this morning? Never mind. Let us see what comes next." + + This first operation ended, Pinocchio the First was made to sit +cross-legged to have his hair combed. His attendants covered his hair +with a purple cream and then sprinkled over it a golden powder. + + Pinocchio's joy upon seeing that glittering substance knew no +bounds, but he overheard one of the servants say in a melancholy +undertone: "What a pity his majesty has not a black complexion such as +we have! What a pity! What a pity!" + + The marionette was moved to the bottom of his heart, and he was +about to say, "You may be sure, my dear subjects, I shall do the best I +can to become black," when he heard footsteps approach. + + +34. An Old Story + + THE grand chamberlain was announced. + + This grave person had come to inquire about his majesty's health, +and at the same time to notify him that the council had fixed the day +for the coronation. + + Pinocchio the First listened and approved. The grand chamberlain, +very much pleased with his reception, made a deep bow, and was +apparently about to retire, when, as if he had forgotten something +important, he approached the emperor again and said with great respect, +"Your majesty, in the name of the council I must announce to you that +to-morrow the lessons begin." + + "What lessons?" said the marionette, feeling a chill creep down his + back. + + "Ah! I will explain," the chamberlain replied meekly. "The things +that your majesty must do to straighten out the affairs of state are +very simple. Only two words are needed, 'Yes' and 'No!' But to say +'Yes' or 'No' at the proper time requires at least one month of +instruction. To make sure that you learn, there will be, twice each +day, a punishment of ten lashes of the whip, to be given your majesty +on whatever part of the body you may desire. However, in view of the +present wisdom of your majesty, the council has agreed that the lessons +and the lashings may be delayed till the end of the month, if your +majesty so decides." + + Pinocchio had listened gloomily until he heard the last words, and +then he came near laughing outright. He kept his face very serious, +however, and bowed his head as if in deep thought. After a long silence +he said, "I have decided to leave the lessons till the end of the +month." + + The grand chamberlain made a profound bow and went out. + + The servants went away also, and Pinocchio, finding himself alone, +jumped about in great glee. + + "Compulsory fiddlesticks! What blockheads they were to think that I +was going to start to-day! At the end of the month, perhaps! There are +still thirty days, and in thirty days what may not happen!" And he +looked about quite satisfied with himself. He was sure that everything +would go well during his stay in Africa. + + "If they sprinkled my hair with gold, they will fill my pockets with +money," he thought. And then to his surprise he found that the suit +they had put on him had no pockets. + + "I shall make pockets as soon as I have time," he said, and striking +the pan, ordered the servants to bring in his breakfast. + + +35. His Duties As Emperor + + PINOCCHIO was served with a piece of elephant's nose, cooked in a +highly seasoned sauce. How he twisted his face and ground his teeth! +Evidently the meal was not to his liking. He would have preferred some +fish, some grapes, and a dozen figs, but he was ashamed to ask for +these dainties. He gulped down the food as best he could, and drank +from a gourd a great deal of water; then he felt more comfortable. + + His ministers had been waiting some time, and Pinocchio did not +think it wise to prolong his first meal. With a truly stately stride he +entered the audience chamber. + + Pinocchio the First, Emperor and King of all Africa, felt it to be +his first duty to express his gratitude for the magnificent reception +that had been given to him. The ministers made an equally polite +response. + + Persons of rank now came to pay homage to the new king. Among them +were great chiefs of tribes, princes, and kings of the neighboring +states. Pinocchio received them all with much pomp. This sort of thing +was at first very pleasing to him. But day after day the visitors and +the feasts continued. As Pinocchio was the host, he had to eat with all +these newcomers. He became very stout, and his jaws ached from so much +chewing. Eating was becoming a burden to him. He even longed for the +days when he had gone hungry. However, one must take things as they +come and be ready to suffer for the good of one's country. + + One day there came to the court three kings, the most powerful +within a range of a thousand miles. The first was clad in a white +skirt, and a military coat which he had bought from an English captain. +He came with his head uncovered and a high hat in his hand. The second +wore an old helmet on the back of his head. The third carried a clumsy +sword in one hand and in the other a broken umbrella. + + They bowed to the ground very respectfully, and then each in turn +slapped Pinocchio in the face. + + The marionette, who did not expect this sort of greeting, was about +to express his anger, when the master of ceremonies whispered in his +ear that such a greeting was given only to great people. + + "When in Rome, do as the Romans do," thought Pinocchio, and he +smiled at the visitors. + + Dinner was then announced. Pinocchio felt sick at the thought of +eating again. It was the fifth time that day, and the sun was still +high in the sky, but of course it was not proper to dismiss three kings +without having feasted them. + + They went out to the dining room, which was under a tree. Beneath +the branches were more than a thousand people. They all sat on the +ground, and were waited upon by tall young men, who carried around +large plates of meat.The three kings gave themselves up to the joys of +eating. They took their food in their hands and swallowed it without +even stopping to chew it. Each man ate enough to satisfy a score of +ordinary people, for African kings are great eaters. The poor +marionette tried to eat as much as the others did. He felt that his +reputation depended upon it. How he suffered! + + At sunset, when all had satisfied their hunger, there was placed +before them a strange-looking affair with a long tube fastened to it. A +disagreeable smoke came out of it. + + "What new thing is this?" thought the marionette, but he did not say +a word, for by this time he had learned that an emperor must appear to +know everything. + + The matter, however, was quickly made clear. The outfit was a huge +pipe, with a long mouthpiece. The master of ceremonies presented the +mouthpiece to the emperor and asked him to have the kindness to smoke. + + "What blockheads!" the marionette muttered to himself. "I never +smoke anything but the finest cigars!" + + Still, he considered it wise to make no objections. He puffed twice +on the pipe stem, and then passed it to the king that sat at his right +hand. + + The king drew a mouthful and then passed the pipe to his next +neighbor. Thus the pipe moved along in regular order until it came back +to Pinocchio. Poor Pinocchio! he was already feeling a little queer +after his first attempt, and did not enjoy the idea of smoking again; +but he knew that he must live up to the reputation of a great emperor. +Accordingly he bravely took the pipe and puffed half a dozen times. + + Alas! It would have been better for him had he not tried it again! +He was wretchedly sick. His head swam dizzily, and the sweat stood out +on his forehead. He tried to hide his feelings by talking, but what he +said was sheer nonsense. + + "When I was king in my own country, the Talking Cricket told me - +because my feet burned - that the alphabet had been swallowed by the +cat - that was hung to a tree by a dog - that was owned by the director +of the circus." + + He gazed around him, frightened at his own words, but he saw the +flushed faces of the people and heard them whisper: "The sea talks - " +"The sun is filled with stars - " "The tiger laughs - " "The summer is +red - " and similar phrases equally sensible. + + "What is the matter with everybody?" thought the marionette, as he +looked about, and saw one of the kings asleep on the ground beside him. +Other forms were stretched out around them. Even as he looked, +Pinocchio the First, Emperor and King of all Africa, fell over on his +wooden nose, and he too was soon fast asleep. + + +36. Pinocchio Makes His First Address + + THE next day was a splendid one. The sky was a clear blue, the earth +was green and fresh. Thousands upon thousands shouted with joy. +Pinocchio was to be crowned king and emperor. + + He had carefully prepared the royal address, and came proudly +forward mounted upon a large elephant, towering above his people. The +trumpets sounded, the drums beat, the children rolled on the ground. At +a signal from the master of ceremonies all was still. Even the birds +ceased to sing. A troop of monkeys, leaping about in the trees, paused +to listen. The emperor spoke as follows: + + "Ministers of Africa, officers of the army, chiefs and underchiefs, +servants and slaves, men, women, and children, all, beloved subjects, +listen to the voice of your emperor!" - and Pinocchio looked around at +the multitude. + + "We, Pinocchio the First, speak to you, and bring to you the word of +peace and of love. A new day is about to open to you. Rejoice, O +people! We have concluded to bring happiness to every heart and riches +to every home. We shall not reveal all the plans which, in time, we +hope to see carried out. We shall begin very modestly. Our first gift +to you, O people, is Time. Time is very valuable. We have a great deal +of it in store. Our kingdom is rich in Time; therefore we have decreed +to give each of you as much Time as you want. How can we be more +generous! + + "Behold the bright sun in the clear blue sky! There is not its equal +anywhere else in the world. Kings are proud of it. We, your emperor and +ruler, have decreed that every one of you, our faithful subjects, may +enjoy the sunlight free of any charge, without tax or duty. Can we be +more unselfish? + + "You hear the song of the birds, the voices of the animals, the +rustling of the leaves in the wind! These also we give you to enjoy at +your leisure, and without expense. + + "There is one thing, however, that needs our special notice, and +this we shall now bring to your attention. Remember, we shall enforce +with all our power this law we are about to propose." + + Here Pinocchio placed his hand upon his breast and looked toward the + sky. + + "We will never introduce into our kingdom that shameful system which +brings sorrow to many countries known to us. We speak of the horrible +scheme called Compulsory Education! What a disgrace it is, beloved +subjects, to see so many bright, intelligent children seated for hours +and hours before books which ruin their eyesight! The eye is a precious +jewel, and it is improved, not by books, but by looking here and there, +above and below, everywhere and anywhere, as the butterflies and the +birds do. Let us teach our children as nature teaches us. Let us burn +our books and our schools. Do not drive our dear little ones to silly +words and cruel numbers. It makes our heart bleed to see parents call +their children from some pleasant game and shut them up in ugly +schoolrooms." + + At this point Pinocchio was so moved that he had to stop. He looked +around at the many mothers, and saw them wipe the tears from their +eyes. Proud of the impression his words had made on these kind hearts, +he went on in a tone so pathetic that it touched even the elephant +which carried him."These are gentle tears, dear subjects, and they show +how noble are your hearts. You love your children. We ourselves will +never see them suffer. No, a thousand times no! We are not so cruel as +to tear you away from your dear ones. They may continue to roll upon +the grass, free as the birds that fly. They are free to hunt for +crickets, to steal birds' nests, to bite and to kick each other, to run +and play in the fields and woods with the monkeys. + + "We consider these exercises very necessary, and whenever the grave +affairs of the state will permit we will visit you and encourage these +sports. You perceive that in this matter you owe much to your emperor, +who was made to go to school, and who saw the evils of education. Alas! +too many of his young companions were completely ruined so far as their +eyes and brains were concerned. + + "Officers and soldiers, ministers of the crown, beloved subjects, +we, Pinocchio the First, Emperor and King, ask you to shout with all +the breath in your lungs: 'Down with Compulsory Education! Down with +the school!'" + + A deafening roar, louder than thunder, arose from the people: "Down +with Compulsory Education! Down with the school!" + + This speech was followed by a review of the troops, which lasted + till night. + + Emperor Pinocchio, tired but satisfied, then returned in state to +the royal palace. + + +37. The Emperor Becomes As Black As A Crow + + IT was no easy matter to be an emperor. There was a great deal of +work to be done, and work was always tiresome to Pinocchio. Each day he +must get out of bed at a fixed hour, and allow himself to be washed and +oiled. Then came breakfast, and after that the ministers with the +affairs of state. + + True, his work did not seem hard. He had only to say "Yes" or "No." +But in the task of deciding whether it should be "Yes" or "No" lay the +real difficulty. + + Sometimes he would be left with only a few servants, among them some +boys to entertain him or to drive away the flies with big feather +dusters, which tickled his nose and made him sneeze. These were +pleasant moments in his life, but he was often bored, and being a +cunning rogue he thought out a plan by which once in a while he could +be freed from care. + + Among the boys at the court was one who resembled him in all things +except in the color of his skin. What had Pinocchio planned? + + One day, while strolling through the woods near the capital, he +called the boy to him and taking his arm, said to him in a gentle +voice, "Do you love your emperor?" + + "Is it necessary to ask, your majesty?" replied the boy, moved to +tears at such an honor. + + "And should you like to do your emperor a favor?" + + "Your majesty, to do you a service I would go at once, with only my +feather duster to protect me, and pinch a boa constrictor's tongue!" + + "Good!" replied Pinocchio. "You are a fine lad, and you will become +a great man. But let us put aside boa constrictors for the time. I have +often been sad because I am not like my subjects. I should like to +color my skin so that it would be like a native's, dear Marameho, like +yours. You know how pleased the ministers would be." + + "Your majesty, it would be the brightest day of our lives!" + + "Good boy!" exclaimed the marionette. "If you always answer so well, +I promise you the place of keeper of the king's treasures." + + The boy's eyes shone. + + "Well, can it be done?" asked the marionette. + + "Nothing more simple, your majesty," replied Marameho. "I know of a +plant, the fruit of which will serve our purpose." + + "When can we get this wonderful dye?" + + "To-day, if your majesty will permit me to absent myself for a short +time," replied Marameho with great respect. + + "Go, go at once," ordered the marionette, greatly delighted. "But +wait; there is something more. We are alone and may drop our titles. +Your majesty, your highness, weary me to death. Call me plain +Pinocchio, and I will call you my dear Marameho." + + The poor boy was overcome with all this kindness, and planting a +kiss upon the point of his emperor's nose, he vanished through the +trees. + + The next day a proclamation was made throughout the empire. His +royal and imperial highness had become as black as the blackest of his +subjects.The ministers were joyous, and they celebrated this happy +event with a great feast. That day they did nothing but eat and +dance. + + As a rule the emperor, of course, could not take part in such +amusements. It was his business to sit upon the throne while the +ministers and the people danced and played before him. This time, +however, the ancient law was broken. Pinocchio danced like a madman +the entire night, while the faithful Marameho, clothed in the emperor's +garments, sat upon the throne. No one even dreamed of the exchange. + + +38. The Hippopotamus Hunt + + THE next day was set aside for a hunt in honor of the young emperor, +Pinocchio the First. He would have been content to stay home, but this +would have been taken as a grave insult to the people. + + A herd of hippopotamuses had been discovered a few miles from the +capital. His ministers agreed that the emperor must go. There was +nothing else for him to do. + + Besides, the hunt was for scientific purposes. As Pinocchio had made +known his views on schools, he could do no less than encourage this +expedition, which was the only educational training allowed in the +country. + + The hunters, in fact, were persons of high rank, who spent their +time in searching for traces of wild animals. It seemed strange to +Pinocchio that these learned hunters did not study how to protect their +animals, instead of trying to kill them. + + "I suppose it is the custom of the country," thought the + marionette. + + Two hours before sunrise the leaders in the hunt, armed with bows, +arrows, and javelins, stood before the royal palace waiting for the +emperor. He was to ride on the back of a bull, which the prime minister +held by a rope. + + They were not kept waiting long. Pinocchio the First came forth with +a pleasant smile upon his lips. Inwardly, he was very angry, but little +did his faithful subjects suspect how he felt. + + "A fine time for a king to rise!" he thought. "Am I or am I not +emperor? If I am emperor, I should sleep as long as I wish, eat what I +please, and do anything I like. It seems to me that I am the slave of +my people rather than their ruler. Wait, my dear subjects; I will soon +prove to you what stuff I am made of." + + The people waited. The ministers explained to the emperor that he +was to ride on the bull. + + "My dear subjects, have you lost your senses?" thought the +marionette. "I certainly will not ride on a bull. How long have bulls +been used as horses? This beast will hurl me into the first ditch we +come to. A fine regard you have for your emperor! I almost begin to +believe that you want to get rid of me and have another king." + + However, there was no way of escape, and he decided to do as he was +told. He leaped squarely upon the bull, and calmly sat there. The bull, +fortunately, did not move. + + "Good beast!" said Pinocchio, somewhat encouraged, as he gave the +signal to depart. + + The sun was already up when they reached the river where the hunt +was to take place. + + Hippopotamus hunting is a very dangerous sport, but it was one that +the people dearly loved. + + Scouts were sent on ahead while the hunters crawled like snakes +through the high, thick grass. As they neared the river, they became +very careful. With their eyes fixed, their ears wide open, their spears +firmly grasped, they were ready to attack at any moment. + + Pinocchio pretended that he was suffering with a pain in the left +foot, and slowly dropped behind the others. He had never had any great +liking for the hunt. He felt annoyed that he should always have to do +things that he did not enjoy. He would have stayed where he was, but +the prime minister came along in search of him. + + Tired of the insolence of this man, the marionette thrust back his +hat with a bold sweep of his hand, as if to say, "Now I shall show you +who I am, and who I was." Pinocchio then hastened toward the river, +reaching the bank at the very moment when the hunters had started a +large hippopotamus out of the weeds. + + The huge animal tried to get away and made for the river. + + "Some one must jump into the water and kill it with the javelin," +said the prime minister. Nobody stirred. + + Suddenly a loud voice rang through the stillness: + + "I will go." + + And Pinocchio, amid shouts of admiration and terror from his +subjects, dived into the river and swam toward the animal. + + The hippopotamus scented the enemy and turned upon him, but the +nimble marionette, swimming around the great creature, grasped it by +its short, thick tail. + + When the beast felt itself gently pulled in this manner it began to +turn round and round like a dog chasing a troublesome fly. + + This performance, which was both funny and terrible, lasted for +fully five minutes. During all that time Pinocchio did nothing but +laugh. He did not seem to realize what would happen to him if he were +clutched by those terrible jaws. + + At length the animal, blind with rage, plunged below the surface of +the water, leaving the marionette and the others dumbfounded. + + This adventure increased tenfold the admiration of the black hunters +for their emperor, although it was not wholly satisfactory to the chief +cook of the royal household, who had already planned a great dinner. +But Pinocchio quickly consoled him, assuring him that when it came to +eating the tongue and feet of a hippopotamus, the emperor would +cheerfully forego the pleasure. + + +39. The Emperor Surprises His Subjects By His Wisdom + + PINOCCHIO'S power grew greater and greater. The courage shown by him +in the hand-to-hand fight with the hippopotamus had made a great +impression on the ministers. + + The grand council, for instance, had assembled the high court of +justice, which was to try a large number of important cases. The very +next morning the wise and brave Pinocchio was urged to pass judgment +upon the cases to be presented that day. + + Pinocchio thought of playing the usual trick upon his ministers by +placing Marameho in his seat; but this was an important affair, and +must be attended to in person. + + "Dignitaries! chamberlains! ministers! royal judges! guards! To the + court!" + + The persons called came forward and knelt down to kiss the earth +before his majesty; then, rising, they all moved on to the court of +justice. + + Beneath a canopy of ostrich feathers, held aloft by a stately +African, walked Pinocchio the First, Emperor and King of all the +African kings. He was wrapped in a large green and red cloak covered +with precious stones, that is to say, with bits of broken glass of all +colors, and shining pebbles collected with great labor from the rich +mines of the country. + + The court was to sit in the open air. This greatly pleased +Pinocchio, for the day was very beautiful. When his majesty arrived all +the great crowd of people knelt and buried their heads in their hands. +They did not rise till the judges were comfortably seated on the bare +ground. + + At a signal from the emperor the first case was called. There +appeared two men, each with his head completely covered by a large bag +which had in it holes for eyes and mouth. The men bowed again and again +to his highness and to the court, scraping their noses along the +ground. At last they stood stiff and erect like posts. + + The grand chamberlain made a sign to Pinocchio, and his majesty, +turning to one of the men, asked, "What brings you before the emperor's +court?" + + The person addressed twisted his whole body and sprinkled sand over +his head. Finally he said, "There was once - " + + "A king!" thought Pinocchio, "Is he going to tell a story? I, for +one, should be pleased. African stories must be amusing." + + "There was once an old man - a kind old man - blacker than I am, who +had many sons, and I was one of them. For this reason, the old man, +being my father - " + + "He was his son. He reasons well," thought the marionette, but he +did not move an eyelash, pretending to be all attention. + + "For this reason, the old man, my father, sent me to tend his +flocks. One night I arrived at the brink of the river to water the +flock. There I discovered that a sheep was missing. I was heartbroken +over this, and, not wishing to return home without my little sheep, I +searched everywhere, but in vain. The sheep could not be found. I sat +down and began to weep. Behind me was a thick cane field. Upon a rock +within the field was that man, with a sheep between his knees. I rushed +to the spot and shouted out to him, 'Why have you stolen my sheep?' He +appeared not to hear me. 'Why have you stolen my sheep?' It was like +talking to a stone. Blinded by anger, I drew nearer. When he saw me +approach he arose and ran away. I hastened to my sheep and raised it +from the ground, and then I saw - it horrifies me to tell it - that +what I held in my hand was only the sheep's coat. The robber had eaten +the rest. My sheep! My poor little sheep! I shall never see it again!" + + Pinocchio was greatly touched by this pitiful tale. He had just +opened his mouth to pronounce a terrible sentence upon the thief, who +was standing motionless as a statue, when the minister whispered to him +to listen to the other side of the story. With an angry look Pinocchio +ordered the accused man to speak. + + He started as if he had been roused from deep thought, gazed around, +and then said in a grave, slow voice, "The sun shines - " + + "What kind of speech is he going to make?" thought Pinocchio. "Is it +necessary for him to say that the sun shines?" + + And as the rogue went on to speak of starry skies, blue waters, and +things of that sort, the marionette lost his patience and shouted, "But +did you or did you not eat the sheep?" + + "Your majesty," replied the man, "certainly I ate the sheep! Ask, +however, who, on the day before, ate three fingers from my left hand!" + + "Your majesty, I was hungry - " groaned the shepherd. "I was very + hungry." + + Pinocchio shuddered. "What kind of people are these? What sort of +place have I fallen into? Fortunately for me I am made of wood." + + Meanwhile the two had lowered their heads, waiting for their +sentence. Pinocchio was too much shocked to say a word. + + The grand chamberlain came to his aid and whispered something in his + ear. + + "Speak!" replied the marionette, "I bid you speak, for whatever you +do is well done." + + The minister was pleased at the faith his majesty had in him. He +turned his dark face toward the two offenders and said, "One sheep and +three fingers! You shall both be hanged." + + Pinocchio, half-dazed, watched the minister. + + Case followed case, and at the end of each one Pinocchio said to the +minister, "Act. I bid you act. What you do is always well done." + + The minister knew so well how to act that on this one day there were +sentences amounting to five hundred years of imprisonment, and two +hundred years at hard labor, while a thousand prisoners were to be +lashed, and one hundred were condemned to die.Justice had been done. +The emperor Pinocchio was led back to the royal palace amid the shouts +of the people. He was declared to be the mildest, the wisest, and the +most just of all kings, past, present, and future. + + +40. Pinocchio Travels Through The Empire + + IN order that his faithful subjects might behold their new +sovereign, Pinocchio the First resolved to make a tour of the villages +of his vast empire and see with his own eyes the needs of his people. + + The arrangements were made by the ministers of state. Messages were +sent to all the governors to make preparations for the event, to select +committees to meet the emperor, to provide entertainment, in short, to +have everything in readiness. + + It was a big task. The emperor, however, did not trouble himself +about it. He amused himself watching the crickets and the birds, +laughing at the antics of some little monkeys, and playing with his boy +pages. + + Sometimes he spoke of his past. He told his pages about his travels, +his struggles, his suffering. He told them how he had struggles with +the waves of a stormy sea, and about the fish from whose stomach he had +rescued his father Geppetto. He recalled his dear Fatina, that gentle +and beautiful lady with the blue hair, and, placing his hand upon his +breast, took an oath, as emperor and king, that we would have her come +to Africa. That thought made him happy, and he went on to describe the +feast they would have on her arrival. He had resolved to make her queen +of one of his states. + + Marameho shared the joy of his emperor, but a cloud of sadness came +over his face when he heard him build these castles in the air, and +make such plans for the future. The poor boy had already seen too many +changes to believe that anything in the world would last long. He was +aware that his emperor was in grave danger, but he did not dare to warn +him. + + However, events quickly ran their course. The preparations were +completed, and on a bright, sunny day, Pinocchio the First, Emperor and +King of all the African kings, took his place upon a litter made of +branches, which was borne aloft by four robust men. Following these +came all the ministers, and the day's march was begun. + + Wherever they went, there was loud applause for the emperor. The +mothers were pleased because their ruler had promised to stop +compulsory instruction. They expressed their thanks in flattering +words, some of which reached the emperor's ears. + + "How fine is that wooden head!" said one. "It is easy to see that he +is a king of great endurance! They say he can jump wonderfully - just +like a marionette!" + + Toward evening the tents were erected. In the largest of these +Pinocchio gave a supper to all the ministers, a splendid supper which +lasted till late that night. A blazing fire protected the court against +the attacks of wild animals and the cold of the night. + + The ministers retired about midnight. Pinocchio, left alone, began +to walk up and down in his tent, with his hands behind him and his head +lowered. He had seen at school a picture of the great Napoleon in the +same attitude. + + He thought of his stay in Africa, and of the strange things which +had befallen him. He thought of the treasures he had not yet found. +While pondering on all these things he approached the entrance of the +tent, and in the faint light of the dying fire, he saw a group of men +huddled together. Drawing nearer, he heard them talking. + + "If things go well, as I hope they will, we shall gather many +presents," the prime minister was saying. "It cannot be denied that he +is attractive, and I am sure that all our people will vie with each +other in making gifts. Therefore, I entreat you to be patient. When the +visit is ended we will share what has been gathered." + + After a long silence, interrupted only by the roar of a lion +prowling about, the prime minister continued: "As for him, we will +dispatch him in the quickest way. If he were not of wood," he added in +a deep voice, "he would be good roasted, but - " + + Then some one threw an armful of branches on the fire. The flames +lit up the tent, but Pinocchio saw and heard no more, for he had +vanished out of sight. + + At dawn, notices were sent throughout the whole country that the +emperor had disappeared, and that there was no trace of him to be +found!The confusion was terrible. The people everywhere were aroused, +charges were brought against the government. The matter became so +serious that the ministers were forced to flee. + + Among those who escaped was the prime minister. He went into the +forests determined to find the emperor. Having strong legs and a keen +nose, he was well fitted to track any kind of animal, including a +marionette. + + In fact, after many hours of hard work, he beheld the emperor +scampering away from a herd of wild beasts. They evidently wanted to +make a meal of him. The court gentleman knew that these animals would +soon give up the chase, and was content to follow at a distance. After +a while daylight drove the beasts away, and the poor, tired emperor +threw himself flat upon the ground to regain his breath. Scarcely had +he done so when a roaring more terrible than that of wild beasts caused +him to spring to his feet in the vain hope of making his escape. + + +41. Pinocchio Is Placed In A Cage + + ALAS! there was the prime minister. He had caught hold of the +marionette and tied a rope around his neck. + + It would be impossible to describe the wrath of the poor emperor. He +wanted to say a few things and to do even more, but the cruel minister +struck him with a whip. + + This kind of argument convinced the emperor that it was best to + remain quiet. + + "That is how I like to see you," said the minister, pushing +Pinocchio forward, and holding him by the rope as the farmers do their +donkeys on returning from market. + + Thus they walked a great distance, until they came to the top of a +hill from which could be seen a large tract of country covered with +huts. The minister turned toward Pinocchio and spoke as follows: "My +dear emperor, we must decide upon some plan of action, if we do not +wish to starve. You see to what a miserable state we are reduced. We +have no money, nor have we any food; in short, if we do not earn +something before night, we shall not only be compelled to sleep in the +open, but we shall go to bed supperless. If you were not made of wood, +things would not be so hopeless, because I could eat you up and you +would last some time. But since this is impossible, I have resolved to +carry you around the village and place you on exhibition before the +public. You will make money, do you understand? Now be good enough to +give me your aid. Help me to put together a cage from the bark of these +trees. We shall make money, much money!" And the minister rubbed his +hands gleefully. + + The marionette did not share in his joy. In fact, he was on the +point of showering bitter reproaches upon this unfaithful servant, who +was now going to exhibit him in the public squares, but he decided to +wait for a better opportunity. Accordingly, he began to strip the bark +from the trees without making any objection. + + When the cage was completed, the minister turned to the marionette +and said: "Enter. From now on, there shall be no more talk of emperor. +I am your master, and you are my faithful slave. Forward, march!" + + The command had been given in a way which made its repetition +unnecessary, and Pinocchio knew that he must obey. + + +42. Pinocchio Performs For The Public + + WITH the cage on his head the ex-minister walked into the village, +whistling as he went to attract the attention of the people. + + "P-r-r-p, p-r-r-p, p-r-r-p!" + + It was a holiday, and the people flocked around him. Everybody +wanted to see, everybody wanted to admire the rare animal in the cage. +Shouts of wonder burst forth on all sides. + + It is easy to fancy how Pinocchio felt! He longed to be a cricket, +or a mouse, so that he might hide in some hole. How he wished that he +were a butterfly or a bird and could fly to his home! + + He stood there, huddled up in one corner of the cage, trying to +present as little of his body as possible to the eager eyes of the +crowd. He prayed for aid with all his heart. It was useless. The cruel +master saw that the square was filled with people, eager to look at the +marionette. He opened the cage, and when Pinocchio stepped out he made +him run around in circles like a monkey. + + Then the minister addressed the people: + + "Africans of Africa! What you see here is not, as you believe, an +animal; at least, it is not a wild animal. It is a boy. He is like many +other boys that are to be found in certain parts of the earth. How he +happened to fall into my hands would be too long a story. When I tell +you about his habits and his mode of living, you will be able to judge +for yourselves how strange a creature he is. Just think, on arising in +the morning, he wants to wash his face, neck, and hands, and with what? +Water!" + + At these words, a murmur of surprise arose from the spectators, and +some of the people laughed outright. + + "That is not all," he continued. "When he has washed himself, he +passes through his hair an object, made of bone, that has long, pointed +teeth. Do you understand his purpose?" + + The mothers looked at one another, and some of them touched the +woolly hair of their children, glad that their little ones did not have +to undergo such hardships. + + "Nor is that all. You must know that when he wishes to blow his +nose, he takes from his pocket a piece of linen, called a handkerchief, +and blows his nose upon that." + + An outburst of laughter greeted these words and completely drowned +the voice of the speaker. + + "But there is more, my people! This individual possesses the ability +to eat raw butter, yet his meat must be cooked. He takes porridge with +a spoon and caries it to his mouth. He is even stupid enough to cut +bread with a weapon called a knife." + + The astonishment was great! When it had subsided a little there was +a rush to the huts. The people came out carrying water, raw meat, and +butter. One brought a chicken, which the minister immediately killed +and cooked. + + At the word of command, Pinocchio washed his hands, neck, and face. +This the marionette did willingly, for he felt the need of it. Then the +broiled chicken was given to him. Pinocchio, to the delight of all, cut +off one of the legs with his knife, and having spread it with pieces of +butter, proceeded to eat it with evident relish. + + The women then wished to see him comb his hair. Pinocchio, who had +no comb, passed his fingers through his tangled locks, and finally +succeeded in parting them. Then he drew a handkerchief from his pocket +and blew his nose. The children shouted with glee, and even the parents +could not help laughing at the queer things the marionette did. + + +43. Pinocchio Breaks The Cage And Makes His Escape + + FOR the next few days the poor Emperor and King of all African kings +was compelled to exhibit himself, and to repeat his performances before +thousands of eyes eager to see his strange accomplishments. He was +compelled from morning till night to hear the insults of the boys and +the laughter of the men. All this made him very miserable. + + What annoyed him most was the warning he received not to refuse to +eat whenever food was brought to him. "That is what the monkeys and the +elephants do," said the marionette sorrowfully, recalling what he and +his school companions had seen when they went to the circus. + + It is unnecessary to say that he thought of his father, of his dear +Fatina, and of his home. They were constantly in his mind. Slowly, +slowly it dawned upon him that this way of living could no longer be +endured, and finally he was convinced that if he did not soon see his +little home, if he did not soon eat the hard, black crust given him by +the loving hands of his father, if he did not soon drink the water from +his own well, he should die of a broken heart. + + "My home, my home!" he cried, the tears rolling down his cheeks. +"Home, my home!" he repeated, no longer thinking of the gold and silver +for which he had come to Africa. + + "I want to see my father again." And then he stood erect in his +cage. His head went through the top of it and the side fell apart. Away +he leaped over the heads of the crowd, away like lightning! Out of the +village, across the plains, beyond the hills! Compared with him, the +swift south wind would have seemed no faster than a snail. + + He ran and ran and ran. Nor did he make an end of running until he +reached the wide waters of the Mediterranean Sea. + + There he stopped. He looked back at Africa, the land of all his +empty dreams; then flinging himself into the water, he said aloud, "I +will return when I have a little more sense." + + At that moment a familiar voice shouted to him: "Good Pinocchio! +Hurrah for Pinocchio!" + + + + +*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK, PINOCCHIO IN AFRICA *** + +This file should be named pnoca10.txt or pnoca10.zip +Corrected EDITIONS of our eBooks get a new NUMBER, pnoca11.txt +VERSIONS based on separate sources get new LETTER, pnoca10a.txt + +Project Gutenberg eBooks are often created from several printed +editions, all of which are confirmed as Public Domain in the US +unless a copyright notice is included. Thus, we usually do not +keep eBooks in compliance with any particular paper edition. + +We are now trying to release all our eBooks one year in advance +of the official release dates, leaving time for better editing. +Please be encouraged to tell us about any error or corrections, +even years after the official publication date. + +Please note neither this listing nor its contents are final til +midnight of the last day of the month of any such announcement. +The official release date of all Project Gutenberg eBooks is at +Midnight, Central Time, of the last day of the stated month. A +preliminary version may often be posted for suggestion, comment +and editing by those who wish to do so. + +Most people start at our Web sites at: +http://gutenberg.net or +http://promo.net/pg + +These Web sites include award-winning information about Project +Gutenberg, including how to donate, how to help produce our new +eBooks, and how to subscribe to our email newsletter (free!). + + +Those of you who want to download any eBook before announcement +can get to them as follows, and just download by date. This is +also a good way to get them instantly upon announcement, as the +indexes our cataloguers produce obviously take a while after an +announcement goes out in the Project Gutenberg Newsletter. + +http://www.ibiblio.org/gutenberg/etext04 or +ftp://ftp.ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04 + +Or /etext03, 02, 01, 00, 99, 98, 97, 96, 95, 94, 93, 92, 92, 91 or 90 + +Just search by the first five letters of the filename you want, +as it appears in our Newsletters. + + +Information about Project Gutenberg (one page) + +We produce about two million dollars for each hour we work. The +time it takes us, a rather conservative estimate, is fifty hours +to get any eBook selected, entered, proofread, edited, copyright +searched and analyzed, the copyright letters written, etc. Our +projected audience is one hundred million readers. If the value +per text is nominally estimated at one dollar then we produce $2 +million dollars per hour in 2002 as we release over 100 new text +files per month: 1240 more eBooks in 2001 for a total of 4000+ +We are already on our way to trying for 2000 more eBooks in 2002 +If they reach just 1-2% of the world's population then the total +will reach over half a trillion eBooks given away by year's end. + +The Goal of Project Gutenberg is to Give Away 1 Trillion eBooks! +This is ten thousand titles each to one hundred million readers, +which is only about 4% of the present number of computer users. + +Here is the briefest record of our progress (* means estimated): + +eBooks Year Month + + 1 1971 July + 10 1991 January + 100 1994 January + 1000 1997 August + 1500 1998 October + 2000 1999 December + 2500 2000 December + 3000 2001 November + 4000 2001 October/November + 6000 2002 December* + 9000 2003 November* +10000 2004 January* + + +The Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation has been created +to secure a future for Project Gutenberg into the next millennium. + +We need your donations more than ever! + +As of February, 2002, contributions are being solicited from people +and organizations in: Alabama, Alaska, Arkansas, Connecticut, +Delaware, District of Columbia, Florida, Georgia, Hawaii, Illinois, +Indiana, Iowa, Kansas, Kentucky, Louisiana, Maine, Massachusetts, +Michigan, Mississippi, Missouri, Montana, Nebraska, Nevada, New +Hampshire, New Jersey, New Mexico, New York, North Carolina, Ohio, +Oklahoma, Oregon, Pennsylvania, Rhode Island, South Carolina, South +Dakota, Tennessee, Texas, Utah, Vermont, Virginia, Washington, West +Virginia, Wisconsin, and Wyoming. + +We have filed in all 50 states now, but these are the only ones +that have responded. + +As the requirements for other states are met, additions to this list +will be made and fund raising will begin in the additional states. +Please feel free to ask to check the status of your state. + +In answer to various questions we have received on this: + +We are constantly working on finishing the paperwork to legally +request donations in all 50 states. If your state is not listed and +you would like to know if we have added it since the list you have, +just ask. + +While we cannot solicit donations from people in states where we are +not yet registered, we know of no prohibition against accepting +donations from donors in these states who approach us with an offer to +donate. + +International donations are accepted, but we don't know ANYTHING about +how to make them tax-deductible, or even if they CAN be made +deductible, and don't have the staff to handle it even if there are +ways. + +Donations by check or money order may be sent to: + +Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation +PMB 113 +1739 University Ave. +Oxford, MS 38655-4109 + +Contact us if you want to arrange for a wire transfer or payment +method other than by check or money order. + +The Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation has been approved by +the US Internal Revenue Service as a 501(c)(3) organization with EIN +[Employee Identification Number] 64-622154. Donations are +tax-deductible to the maximum extent permitted by law. As fund-raising +requirements for other states are met, additions to this list will be +made and fund-raising will begin in the additional states. + +We need your donations more than ever! + +You can get up to date donation information online at: + +http://www.gutenberg.net/donation.html + + +*** + +If you can't reach Project Gutenberg, +you can always email directly to: + +Michael S. Hart <hart@pobox.com> + +Prof. Hart will answer or forward your message. + +We would prefer to send you information by email. + + +**The Legal Small Print** + + +(Three Pages) + +***START**THE SMALL PRINT!**FOR PUBLIC DOMAIN EBOOKS**START*** +Why is this "Small Print!" statement here? You know: lawyers. +They tell us you might sue us if there is something wrong with +your copy of this eBook, even if you got it for free from +someone other than us, and even if what's wrong is not our +fault. So, among other things, this "Small Print!" statement +disclaims most of our liability to you. It also tells you how +you may distribute copies of this eBook if you want to. + +*BEFORE!* YOU USE OR READ THIS EBOOK +By using or reading any part of this PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm +eBook, you indicate that you understand, agree to and accept +this "Small Print!" statement. If you do not, you can receive +a refund of the money (if any) you paid for this eBook by +sending a request within 30 days of receiving it to the person +you got it from. If you received this eBook on a physical +medium (such as a disk), you must return it with your request. + +ABOUT PROJECT GUTENBERG-TM EBOOKS +This PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm eBook, like most PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm eBooks, +is a "public domain" work distributed by Professor Michael S. Hart +through the Project Gutenberg Association (the "Project"). +Among other things, this means that no one owns a United States copyright +on or for this work, so the Project (and you!) can copy and +distribute it in the United States without permission and +without paying copyright royalties. Special rules, set forth +below, apply if you wish to copy and distribute this eBook +under the "PROJECT GUTENBERG" trademark. + +Please do not use the "PROJECT GUTENBERG" trademark to market +any commercial products without permission. + +To create these eBooks, the Project expends considerable +efforts to identify, transcribe and proofread public domain +works. Despite these efforts, the Project's eBooks and any +medium they may be on may contain "Defects". Among other +things, Defects may take the form of incomplete, inaccurate or +corrupt data, transcription errors, a copyright or other +intellectual property infringement, a defective or damaged +disk or other eBook medium, a computer virus, or computer +codes that damage or cannot be read by your equipment. + +LIMITED WARRANTY; DISCLAIMER OF DAMAGES +But for the "Right of Replacement or Refund" described below, +[1] Michael Hart and the Foundation (and any other party you may +receive this eBook from as a PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm eBook) disclaims +all liability to you for damages, costs and expenses, including +legal fees, and [2] YOU HAVE NO REMEDIES FOR NEGLIGENCE OR +UNDER STRICT LIABILITY, OR FOR BREACH OF WARRANTY OR CONTRACT, +INCLUDING BUT NOT LIMITED TO INDIRECT, CONSEQUENTIAL, PUNITIVE +OR INCIDENTAL DAMAGES, EVEN IF YOU GIVE NOTICE OF THE +POSSIBILITY OF SUCH DAMAGES. + +If you discover a Defect in this eBook within 90 days of +receiving it, you can receive a refund of the money (if any) +you paid for it by sending an explanatory note within that +time to the person you received it from. If you received it +on a physical medium, you must return it with your note, and +such person may choose to alternatively give you a replacement +copy. If you received it electronically, such person may +choose to alternatively give you a second opportunity to +receive it electronically. + +THIS EBOOK IS OTHERWISE PROVIDED TO YOU "AS-IS". NO OTHER +WARRANTIES OF ANY KIND, EXPRESS OR IMPLIED, ARE MADE TO YOU AS +TO THE EBOOK OR ANY MEDIUM IT MAY BE ON, INCLUDING BUT NOT +LIMITED TO WARRANTIES OF MERCHANTABILITY OR FITNESS FOR A +PARTICULAR PURPOSE. + +Some states do not allow disclaimers of implied warranties or +the exclusion or limitation of consequential damages, so the +above disclaimers and exclusions may not apply to you, and you +may have other legal rights. + +INDEMNITY +You will indemnify and hold Michael Hart, the Foundation, +and its trustees and agents, and any volunteers associated +with the production and distribution of Project Gutenberg-tm +texts harmless, from all liability, cost and expense, including +legal fees, that arise directly or indirectly from any of the +following that you do or cause: [1] distribution of this eBook, +[2] alteration, modification, or addition to the eBook, +or [3] any Defect. + +DISTRIBUTION UNDER "PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm" +You may distribute copies of this eBook electronically, or by +disk, book or any other medium if you either delete this +"Small Print!" and all other references to Project Gutenberg, +or: + +[1] Only give exact copies of it. Among other things, this + requires that you do not remove, alter or modify the + eBook or this "small print!" statement. You may however, + if you wish, distribute this eBook in machine readable + binary, compressed, mark-up, or proprietary form, + including any form resulting from conversion by word + processing or hypertext software, but only so long as + *EITHER*: + + [*] The eBook, when displayed, is clearly readable, and + does *not* contain characters other than those + intended by the author of the work, although tilde + (~), asterisk (*) and underline (_) characters may + be used to convey punctuation intended by the + author, and additional characters may be used to + indicate hypertext links; OR + + [*] The eBook may be readily converted by the reader at + no expense into plain ASCII, EBCDIC or equivalent + form by the program that displays the eBook (as is + the case, for instance, with most word processors); + OR + + [*] You provide, or agree to also provide on request at + no additional cost, fee or expense, a copy of the + eBook in its original plain ASCII form (or in EBCDIC + or other equivalent proprietary form). + +[2] Honor the eBook refund and replacement provisions of this + "Small Print!" statement. + +[3] Pay a trademark license fee to the Foundation of 20% of the + gross profits you derive calculated using the method you + already use to calculate your applicable taxes. If you + don't derive profits, no royalty is due. Royalties are + payable to "Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation" + the 60 days following each date you prepare (or were + legally required to prepare) your annual (or equivalent + periodic) tax return. Please contact us beforehand to + let us know your plans and to work out the details. + +WHAT IF YOU *WANT* TO SEND MONEY EVEN IF YOU DON'T HAVE TO? +Project Gutenberg is dedicated to increasing the number of +public domain and licensed works that can be freely distributed +in machine readable form. + +The Project gratefully accepts contributions of money, time, +public domain materials, or royalty free copyright licenses. +Money should be paid to the: +"Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation." + +If you are interested in contributing scanning equipment or +software or other items, please contact Michael Hart at: +hart@pobox.com + +[Portions of this eBook's header and trailer may be reprinted only +when distributed free of all fees. Copyright (C) 2001, 2002 by +Michael S. Hart. Project Gutenberg is a TradeMark and may not be +used in any sales of Project Gutenberg eBooks or other materials be +they hardware or software or any other related product without +express permission.] + +*END THE SMALL PRINT! FOR PUBLIC DOMAIN EBOOKS*Ver.02/11/02*END* + diff --git a/old/pnoca10.zip b/old/pnoca10.zip Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..714deef --- /dev/null +++ b/old/pnoca10.zip diff --git a/old/pnoca10h.htm b/old/pnoca10h.htm new file mode 100644 index 0000000..162de35 --- /dev/null +++ b/old/pnoca10h.htm @@ -0,0 +1,2821 @@ +<!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.01 Transitional//EN"> +<HTML> +<HEAD> +<TITLE>The Project Gutenberg eBook of Pinocchio in Africa, by Cherubini</TITLE> +<META HTTP-EQUIV="content-Type" CONTENT="text/html; charset=iso-8859-1"> +<STYLE type=text/css>BODY { + MARGIN: 10%; TEXT-ALIGN: justify +} +BLOCKQUOTE { + FONT-SIZE: 14pt +} +P { + FONT-SIZE: 14pt +} +</STYLE> + +<META content="MSHTML 6.00.2800.1141" name=GENERATOR></HEAD> +<BODY> +<H1>The Project Gutenberg EBook of Pinocchio in Africa, by Cherubini</H1><PRE>Copyright laws are changing all over the world. Be sure to check the +copyright laws for your country before downloading or redistributing +this or any other Project Gutenberg eBook. + +This header should be the first thing seen when viewing this Project +Gutenberg file. Please do not remove it. Do not change or edit the +header without written permission. + +Please read the "legal small print," and other information about the +eBook and Project Gutenberg at the bottom of this file. Included is +important information about your specific rights and restrictions in +how the file may be used. You can also find out about how to make a +donation to Project Gutenberg, and how to get involved. + + +**Welcome To The World of Free Plain Vanilla Electronic Texts** + +**eBooks Readable By Both Humans and By Computers, Since 1971** + +*****These eBooks Were Prepared By Thousands of Volunteers!***** + + +Title: Pinocchio in Africa + +Author: Cherubini + +Release Date: March, 2004 [EBook #5327] +[Yes, we are more than one year ahead of schedule] +[This file was first posted on July 1, 2002] +[Most recently updated: June 4, 2003] + +Edition: 10 + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK, PINOCCHIO IN AFRICA *** + + + + +This eBook was produced by Walter Moore and formatted by James Linden and +James Nugen. + + + + +</PRE> +<CENTER> +<H2>Pinochio In Africa</H2><BR><I>Written by</I> +<H3>Cherubini</H3><BR><I>Translated by</I> +<H3>Angelo Patri</H3></CENTER> +<HR> + +<H3>Table of Contents</H3> +<OL> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter001">Preface</A> + + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter002">Why + Pinocchio Did Not Go To School</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter003">Pinocchio + Assists In Welcoming The Circus</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter004">Pinocchio + Among The Wild Animals</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter005">Pinocchio + Makes Friends With The Wild Animals</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter006">Pinocchio + Determines To Go To Africa</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter007">Pinocchio + In Doubt</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter008">He + Bids Good-by To The Animals</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter009">Pinocchio + Does Not Sleep</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter010">Pinocchio + Eats Dates</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter011">Pinocchio + Lands On A Rock</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter012">The + First Night In Africa</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter013">Pinocchio + Is Well Received</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter014">Pinocchio + Is Arrested</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter015">Pinocchio's + Father</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter016">Pinocchio + Sells Drinking Water</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter017">A + Ride On A Dog's Back</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter018">The + Cave</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter019">The + Caravan</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter020">The + Baby Pulls His Nose</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter021">Pinocchio + Travels With The Caravan</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter022">He + Is Offered For Sale</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter023">The + Bird In The Forest</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter024">His + Adventure With A Lion</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter025">Pinocchio + Is Brought Before The King</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter026">The + Monkeys Stone The Marionette</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter027">Pinocchio + Dreams Again</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter028">Pinocchio + Is Carried Away In An Eggshell</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter029">Pinocchio + Escapes Again</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter030">Pinocchio + Is Swallowed By A Crocodile</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter031">Pinocchio + Is Made Emperor</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter032">His + First Night As Emperor</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter033">He + Sends For The Royal Doctor</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter034">An + Old Story</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter035">His + Duties As Emperor</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter036">Pinocchio + Makes His First Address</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter037">The + Emperor Becomes As Black As A Crow</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter038">The + Hippopotamus Hunt</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter039">The + Emperor Surprises His Subjects By His Wisdom</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter040">Pinocchio + Travels Through The Empire</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter041">Pinocchio + Is Placed In A Cage</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter042">Pinocchio + Performs For The Public</A> + <LI><A + href="ftp://ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext04/pnoca10h.htm#chapter043">Pinocchio + Breaks The Cage And Makes His Escape</A> </LI></OL> +<HR> +<A name=chapter001></A> +<H3>Preface</H3> +<P> Collodi's "Pinocchio" tells the story of a wooden +marionette and of his efforts to become a real boy. Although he was kindly +treated by the old woodcutter, Geppetto, who had fashioned him out of a piece of +kindling wood, he was continually getting into trouble and disgrace. Even +Fatina, the Fairy with the Blue Hair, could not at once change an idle, selfish +marionette into a studious and reliable boy. His adventures, including his brief +transformation into a donkey, give the author an opportunity to teach a needed +and wholesome lesson without disagreeable moralizing.</P> +<P> Pinocchio immediately leaped into favor as the hero of +Italian juvenile romance. The wooden marionette became a popular subject for the +artist's pencil and the storyteller's invention. Brought across the seas, he was +welcomed by American children and now appears in a new volume which sets forth +his travels in Africa. The lessons underlying his fantastic experiences are +clear to the youngest readers but are never allowed to become obtrusive. The +amusing illustrations of the original are fully equaled in the present edition, +while the whimsical nonsense which delights Italian children has been reproduced +as closely as a translation permits.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter002></A> +<H3>Why Pinocchio Did Not Go To School</H3> +<P> ONE morning Pinocchio slipped out of bed before daybreak. +He got up with a great desire to study, a feeling, it must be confessed, which +did not often take hold of him. He dipped his wooden head into the cool, +refreshing water, puffed very hard, dried himself, jumped up and down to stretch +his legs, and in a few moments was seated at his small worktable.</P> +<P> There was his home work for the day, twelve sums, four +pages of penmanship, and the fable of "The Dog and the Rabbit" to learn by +heart. He began with the fable, reciting it in a loud voice, like the hero in +the play: "'A dog was roaming about the fields, when from behind a little hill +jumped a rabbit, which had been nibbling the tender grass.'</P> +<P> "Roaming, nibbling. - The teacher says this is beautiful +language. Maybe it is; I have nothing to say about that. Well, one more.</P> +<P> "'A dog was roaming about the fields - when he saw - run +out - a rabbit which - which - ' I don't know it; let's begin again. 'A dog was +running about eating, eating - ' But eating what? Surely he did not eat +grass!</P> +<P> "This fable is very hard; I cannot learn it. Well, I never +did have much luck with dogs and rabbits! Let me try the sums. Eight and seven, +seventeen; and three, nineteen; and six, twenty-three, put don two and carry +three. Nine and three, eleven; and four, fourteen; put down the whole number - +one, four; total, four hundred thirteen.</P> +<P> "Ah! good! very good! I do not wish to boast, but I have +always had a great liking for arithmetic. Now to prove the answer: eight and +sever, sixteen; and three, twenty-one; and six, twenty-four; put down four - +why! it's wrong! Eight and seven, fourteen; and three, nineteen; and six - wrong +again!</P> +<P> "I know what the trouble is; the wind is not in the right +quarter to-day for sums. Perhaps it would be better to take a walk in the +open."</P> +<P> No sooner said than done. Pinocchio went out into the +street and filled his lungs with the fresh morning air."Ah! here, at least, one +can breathe. It is a pity that I am beginning to feel hungry! Strange how things +go wrong sometimes! Take the lessons - " he went on.</P> +<P> Listen! A noise of creaking wheels, of bells ringing, the +voices of people, the cries of animals! Pinocchio stopped short. What could it +all mean?</P> +<P> Down the street came a huge wagon drawn by three big mules. +Behind it was a long train of men and women dressed in the strangest fashion. +Some were on foot, some on horseback, some sat or lay on other wagons larger and +heavier than the first. Two Moors, their scarlet turbans blazing in the sun, +brought up the rear. With spears at rest and with shields held before them, they +rode along, mounted on two snow-white horses.</P> +<P> Pinocchio stood with his mouth open. Only after the two +Moors had passed did he discover the fact that he had legs, and that these were +following on behind the procession. And he walked, walked, walked, until the +carriages and all the people stopped in the big town square. A man with a deep +voice began to give orders. In a short time there arose an immense tent, which +hid from Pinocchio and the many others who had gathered in the square all those +wonderful wagons, horses, mules, and strange people.</P> +<P> It may seem odd, but it is a fact that the school bell +began to ring and Pinocchio never heard it!</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter003></A> +<H3>Pinocchio Assists In Welcoming The Circus</H3> +<P> THAT day the school bell rang longer and louder perhaps +than it was wont to ring on other days. What of that? From the tent came the +loud clanging of hammers, the sounds of instruments, the neighing of horses, the +roaring of lions and tigers and panthers, the howling of wolves, the bleating of +camels, the screeching of monkeys! Wonderful noises! Who cared for the school +bell? Pinocchio? No, not he.</P> +<P> Suddenly there was a loud command. All was still.</P> +<P> The two Moors raised the tent folds with their spears. Out +came a crowd of men dressed in all sorts of fine clothes, and women in coats of +mail and beautiful cloaks of silk, with splendid diadems on their heads. They +were all mounted upon horses covered with rich trappings of red and white.</P> +<P> Out they marched, and behind them came a golden carriage +drawn by four white ponies. In it was the big man with the deep voice. There he +sat in the beautiful carriage with his dazzling high hat and his tall white +collar. He wore a black suit with a pair of high boots. As he rode on he waved +his white gloves and bowed right and left. The band with its trumpets and drums +and cymbals struck up a stirring march, and a parade such as the townsfolk had +never seen before passed out among the crowds that now filled the square.</P> +<P> The marionette could not believe his eyes. He rubbed them +to see if he was really awake. He forgot all about his hunger. What did he care +for that? The wonders of the whole world were before him.</P> +<P> The parade soon reentered the tent. The two Moors, mounted +upon their snow-white horses, again stood at the entrance. Then the director, +the man with the loud voice, came out, hat in hand, and began to address the +people.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter004></A> +<H3>Pinocchio Among The Wild Animals</H3> +<P> "LADIES and gentlemen! kind and gentle people! citizens of +a great town! officers and soldiers! I wish you all peace, health, and +plenty.</P> +<P> "Ladies and gentlemen, first of all, let me make a brief +explanation. I am not here for gain. Far be it from me to think of such a thing +as money. I travel the world over with my menagerie, which is made up of rare +animals brought by me from the heart of Africa. I perform only in large cities. +But to-day one of the monkeys in the troupe is fallen seriously ill. It is +therefore necessary to make a short stop in order that we may consult with some +well-known doctor in this town.</P> +<P> "Profit, therefore, by this chance, ladies and gentlemen, +to see wonders which you have never seen before, and which you may never see +again. I labor to spread learning, and I work to teach the masses, for I love +the common people. Come forward, and I shall be glad to open my menagerie to +you. Forward, forward, ladies and gentlemen! two small francs will admit you. +Children one franc, yes, only one franc."</P> +<P> Pinocchio, who stood in the front row, and who was ready to +take advantage of the kind invitation, felt a sudden shock on hearing these last +words. He looked at the director in a dazed fashion, as if to say to him, "What +are you talking about? Did you not say that you traveled around the world for - +"</P> +<P> Then, as he saw one of the spectators put down a two-franc +piece and walk inside, he hung his head and suffered in silence.</P> +<P> Having passed two or three minutes in painful thinking, the +forlorn marionette put his hands into his pockets, hoping to find in them a +forgotten coin. He found nothing but a few buttons.</P> +<P> He racked his brains to think of some plan whereby he could +get the money that was needed. He glanced at his clothes, which he would +cheerfully have sold could he have found a buyer. Not knowing what else to do, +he walked around the tent like a wolf prowling about the sheepfold.</P> +<P> Around and around he went till he found himself near an old +wall which hid him from view. He come nearer the tent and to his joy discovered +a tiny hole in the canvas. Here was his chance! He thrust in his thin wooden +finger, but seized with a sudden fear lest some hungry lion should see it and +bite it off, he hastily tried to pull it out again. In doing this, somehow +"r-r-rip" went the canvas, and there was a tear a yard wide. Pinocchio shook +with fear. But fear or no fear, there was the hole and beyond - were the wonders +of Africa!First an arm, then his head, and then his whole body went into the +cage of wild animals! He could not see them, but he heard them, and he was +filled with awe. The beasts had seen him. He felt himself grasped at once by the +shoulders and by the end of his nose. Two or three voices shouted in his ears, +"Who goes there?"</P> +<P> "For pity's sake, Mr. Elephant!" said poor Pinocchio.</P> +<P> "There are no elephants here."</P> +<P> "Pardon, Sir Lion."</P> +<P> "There are no lions here."</P> +<P> "Excuse me, Mr. Tiger."</P> +<P> "There are no tigers."</P> +<P> "Mr. Monkey?"</P> +<P> "No Monkeys.</P> +<P> "Men?"</P> +<P> "There are neither men nor women here; there are only +Africans from Africa, who imitate wild beasts for two francs and a half a +day."</P> +<P> "But the elephants, where are they?"</P> +<P> "In Africa."</P> +<P> "And the lions?"</P> +<P> "In Africa."</P> +<P> "And the tigers and the monkeys?"</P> +<P> "In Africa. And you, where do you come from? What are you +doing in the cage of the wild beasts? Didn't you see what is written over the +door? NO ONE ALLOWED TO ENTER."</P> +<P> "I cannot read in the dark," replied Pinocchio, trembling +from head to foot; "I am no cat."</P> +<P> At these words everybody began to laugh. Pinocchio felt a +little encouraged and murmured to himself, "They seem to be kind people, these +wild beasts."</P> +<P> He wanted to say something pleasant to them, but just then +the director of the company began to shout at the top of his voice.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter005></A> +<H3>Pinocchio Makes Friends With The Wild Animals</H3> +<P> COME forward, come forward, ladies and gentlemen! The cost +is small and the pleasure is great. The show will last an hour, only one hour. +Come forward! See the battle between the terrible lion Zumbo and his wife, the +ferocious lioness Zumba. Behold the tiger that wrestles with the polar bear, and +the elephant that lifts the whole weight of the tent with his powerful trunk. +See the animals feed. Ladies and gentlemen, come forward! Only two francs!"</P> +<P> At these words the men in the cages of the wild animals put +horns, sea shells, and whistles to their mouths, and the next moment there came +wild roarings and howls and shrieks. It was enough to make one shudder with +fear.</P> +<P> Again the director raised his voice: "Come forward, come +forward, ladies and gentlemen! two francs; children only one franc."</P> +<P> The music started: Boom! Boom! Boom! Par-ap'-ap'-pa! Boom! +Boom! Boom! Par-ap'ap'ap'pa!parap'ap'ap'pa!</P> +<P> One surprise seemed to follow another. Pinocchio longed to +enjoy the sights, but how was he to get out of the cage? At length, taking his +courage in both hands, he said politely, "Excuse me, gentlemen, but if you have +no commands to give me - "</P> +<P> "Not a command!" roughly answered the bearded man who +played the lion. "If you do not go away quickly, I will have you eaten up by +that large ape behind you."</P> +<P> "But I should be hard to digest," said the marionette.</P> +<P> "Boy, be careful how you talk," exclaimed the same +voice.</P> +<P> "I said that your ape would have indigestion if he ate me," +replied Pinocchio. "Do you think that I am joking? No, I am in earnest. He +really would. I came in here by chance while returning from a walk, and if you +will permit me, I will go home to my father who is waiting for me. As you have +no orders to give me, many thanks, good-by, and good luck to you."</P> +<P> "Listen, boy," said the large man who took the part of the +elephant; "I am very thirsty, and I will give you a fine new penny if you will +fill this bucket at the fountain and bring it to me."</P> +<P> "What!" replied Pinocchio, greatly offended; "I am no +servant! However this time, merely to please you, I will go." And crawling +through the hole by which he had entered, he went out to the fountain and +returned in a very short time with the bucket full of water.</P> +<P> "Good boy, good marionette!" said the men as they passed +the bucket from one to another.</P> +<P> Pinocchio was happy. Never had he felt so happy as at that +moment. "What good people!" he said to himself. "I would gladly stay with them." +In the meantime the bucket was emptied, and there were still some who had not +had a drink. "I will go and refill it," said the marionette promptly. And +without waiting to be asked, he took the bucket and flew to the fountain.</P> +<P> When he returned they flattered him so cleverly with praise +and thanks that a strong friendship sprang up between Pinocchio and the wild +beasts.</P> +<P> Being a woodenhead he forgot about his father and did not +go away as he had intended to do. In fact, he was curious to know something of +the history of these people, who were forced to play at being wild animals.</P> +<P> After a moment's silence he turned to the one who had asked +him to go for the water and said, "You are from Africa?"</P> +<P> "Yes, I am an African, and all my companions are +African."</P> +<P> "How interesting! but pardon me, is Africa a beautiful +country?"</P> +<P> "I should say so! A country, my dear boy, full of plenty, +where everything is given away free! A country in which at any moment the +strangest things may happen. A servant may become a master; a plain citizen may +become a king. There are trees, taller than church steeples, with branches +touching the ground, so that one may gather sweet fruit without the least +trouble. My boy, Africa is a country full of enchanted forests, where the game +allows itself to be killed, quartered, and hung; where riches - "</P> +<P> No one knows how far this description would have gone, if +at that moment the voice of the director had not been heard. The music had +stopped, and the director was talking to the people, who did not seem very +willing to part with their money.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter006></A> +<H3>Pinocchio Determines To Go To Africa</H3> +<P> PINOCCHIO had already resolved to go to Africa to eat of +the fruit and to gather riches. He was eager to learn more, and impatient of +interruption.</P> +<P> "And the director is an African also?"</P> +<P> "Certainly he is an African."</P> +<P> "And is he very rich?"</P> +<P> "Is he rich? Take my word for it that if he would, he could +buy up this whole country."</P> +<P> Pinocchio was struck dumb. Still he wanted to make the men +believe that what he had heard was not altogether new to him. "Oh, I know that +Africa is a very beautiful country, and I have often planned to go there, and - +if I were sure that it would not be too much trouble I would willingly go with +you."</P> +<P> "With us? We are not going to Africa."</P> +<P> "What a pity! I thought I could make the journey in your +company."</P> +<P> "Are you in earnest?" asked the bearded man. "Do you +believe that there is any Africa outside this tent?"</P> +<P> "Tent or no tent, I have decided to go to Africa, and I +shall go," boldly replied the marionette.</P> +<P> "I like that youngster," said the man who played the part +of a crocodile. "That boy will make his fortune someday."</P> +<P> "Of course I shall!" continued Pinocchio. "I ought to have +fifty thousand francs, because I must get a new jacket for my father, who sold +his old one to buy me a spelling book. If there is so much gold and silver in +Africa, I will fill up a thousand vessels. Is it true that there is a great deal +of gold and silver?"</P> +<P> "Did we not tell you so?" replied another voice. "Why, if I +had not lost all that I had put in my pockets before leaving Africa, by this +time I should have become a prince. And now were it not for the fact that I have +promised to stay with these people, to be a panther at two francs and a half a +day, I would gladly go along with you."</P> +<P> "Thank you; thank you for your good intentions," answered +the marionette. "In case you decide to go with me, I start to-morrow morning at +dawn."</P> +<P> "On what steamship?"</P> +<P> "What did you say?" asked Pinocchio.</P> +<P> "On what steamship do you sail?"</P> +<P> "Sail! I am going on foot."</P> +<P> At these words everybody laughed.</P> +<P> "There is little to laugh at, my dear people. If you knew +how many miles I have traveled on these legs by day and by night, over land and +sea, you would not laugh. What! do you think Fairyland, the country of the +Blockheads, and the Island of the Bees are reached in a single stride? I go to +Africa, and I go on foot."</P> +<P> "But it is necessary to cross the Mediterranean Sea."</P> +<P> "It will be crossed."</P> +<P> "On foot?"</P> +<P> "Either on foot or on horseback, it matters little. But +pardon me, after crossing the Mediterranean Sea, do you reach Africa?"</P> +<P> "Certainly, unless you wish to go by way of the Red +Sea."</P> +<P> "The Red Sea? No, truly!"</P> +<P> "Perhaps the route over the Red Sea would be better."</P> +<P> "I do not wish to go near the Red Sea."</P> +<P> "And why?" asked the wolf man, who up to this time had not +opened his mouth.</P> +<P> "Why? Why? Because I do not wish to get my clothes dyed; do +you understand?"</P> +<P> More laughter greeted these words. Pinocchio's wooden +cheeks got very red, and he sputtered: "This is no way to treat a gentleman. I +shall do as I please, and I do not please to enter the Red Sea. That is enough. +Now I shall leave you, and he started off.</P> +<P> "Farewell, farewell, marionette!"</P> +<P> "Farewell, you impolite beasts!" Pinocchio wanted to call +out, but he did not.</P> +<P> "Come back!" cried the bearded man; "here is the bucket; +please fill it once more, for I am still thirsty."</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter007></A> +<H3>Pinocchio In Doubt</H3> +<P> PINOCCHIO went away very angry, vowing that he would avenge +himself on all who had laughed at him.</P> +<P> "To begin with," said he, "I intend to make them all die of +thirst. If they wait to drink of the water that I bring, they will certainly +die." With these thoughts in his mind the marionette started homeward, carrying +the bucket on his head.</P> +<P> "The bucket will repay me for all the work I have had put +upon me. How unlucky we children are! Wherever we go, there is always something +for us to do. To-day I thought I would simply enjoy myself; instead, I have had +to carry water for a company of strangers. How absurd! two trips, one after the +other, to give drink to people I do not know! And how they drink! they seem to +be sponges. For my part they can be thirsty as long as they like. I feel now as +if I would never again move a finger for them. I am not going to be laughed +at."</P> +<P> As he finished these remarks Pinocchio arrived at the +fountain. It was delightful to see the clear water rushing out, but he could not +help thinking of those poor creatures who were waiting for him. He had to +stop.</P> +<P> "Shall I or shall I not?" he asked himself. "After all, +they are good people, who are forced to imitate wild animals; and besides, they +have treated me with some kindness. I may as well carry some water to them; a +trip more or less makes no difference to me."</P> +<P> He approached the fountain, filled the bucket, and ran down +the road.</P> +<P> "Hello within there!" he said in a low voice. "Here is the +bucket of water; come and take it, for I am not going in."</P> +<P> "Good marionette," said the beasts, "thank you!"</P> +<P> "Don't mention it," replied Pinocchio, very happy.</P> +<P> "Why will you not come in?"</P> +<P> "It is impossible, thank you. I must go to school."</P> +<P> "Then you are not going to Africa?"</P> +<P> "Who told you that! I am returning to school to bid +farewell to my teacher, and to ask him to excuse me for a few days. Then I wish +to see my father and ask his permission to go, so that he will not be anxious +while I am away."</P> +<P> "Excellent marionette, you will become famous."</P> +<P> "What agreeable people!" thought Pinocchio. "I am sorry to +leave them."</P> +<P> "So you really will not come in?"</P> +<P> "No, I have said so before. I must go to school first, and +then - "</P> +<P> "But it seems to me rather late for school," said the +crocodile man.</P> +<P> "That is true; it is too late for school," replied +Pinocchio.</P> +<P> "Well, then, stay a little longer with us, and later you +can go home to your father."</P> +<P> Pinocchio thrust his head through the hole and leaped into +the tent. The naughty marionette had not the least desire to go to school, and +was only too glad of an excuse to watch these strange people.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter008></A> +<H3>He Bids Good-by To The Animals</H3> +<P> THE show had begun. The director was explaining to the +people the wonders of his menagerie.</P> +<P> "Ladies and gentlemen, observe the beauty and the wildness +of all these animals, which I have brought from Central Africa. Here they are, +inclosed in these many cages, but hidden from your view. Why are they hidden? +Because, ladies and gentlemen, you would be frightened at the sight of them, and +your peace and health greatly concern me. The first animal which I have the +pleasure to present to you is the elephant. Observe, ladies and gentlemen, that +small affair which hangs under his nose. With that he builds houses, tills the +soil, writes letters, carries trunks, and picks flowers. You can see that the +animal was painted from life and placed in this beautiful frame."</P> +<P> The people began to look at one another.</P> +<P> "Now, ladies and gentlemen, let us go on to the next +one."</P> +<P> A roar of laughter and jeers arose on all sides. The +director saw the unfortunate state of things and began to shout: "Have respect, +ladies, for the poor sick monkey I told you of. At this moment she is pressing +to her breast for the last time her friendless child."</P> +<P> But not even this was sufficient to calm the crowd, which +presently became an infuriated mob. Men and women rushed about the tent, making +fierce gestures and heaping abuse upon the director. What an uproar!</P> +<P> In the cage where Pinocchio was, there was no confusion, +and the conversation between the marionette and the wild beasts went on without +stopping.</P> +<P> "When do you leave for Africa?" Pinocchio was asked.</P> +<P> "Have I not told you? To-morrow morning at daybreak, even +if it rains."</P> +<P> "Excellent! But you must carry with you several things +which you may need."</P> +<P> "And those are - ?"</P> +<P> "First of all you will need plenty of money."</P> +<P> "That is not lacking," said Pinocchio in his usual airy +way.</P> +<P> "Good! Then you should get a rifle."</P> +<P> "What for?"</P> +<P> "To defend yourself against the wild animals."</P> +<P> "Come, come! You don't want me to believe that! I have seen +what the wild animals of Africa are!"</P> +<P> "Be careful, marionette. Take a good rifle with you, for +one never knows what will happen in Africa."</P> +<P> "But I do not know how to load one."</P> +<P> "Well, then, stay at home. It is folly for you to begin +such an undertaking without arms and without knowing how to use them."</P> +<P> "It is you who are foolish. Do not make me angry. When I +have decided upon a thing no one can stop me from carrying it out."</P> +<P> "Take care, marionette; you may be sorry."</P> +<P> "Nevertheless I shall go."</P> +<P> "You may find things very unpleasant."</P> +<P> "It is for that very reason that I am going."</P> +<P> "You may never return."</P> +<P> "The good Fairy will protect me."</P> +<P> "Who is the Fairy?"</P> +<P> "How may things you want to know! If you are in need of +nothing else, I will bid you all good-by!"</P> +<P> "Farewell, marionette."</P> +<P> "Till we meet again."</P> +<P> "Good-by, blockhead."</P> +<P> "Don't be rude! said Pinocchio, greatly vexed, and out he +went.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter009></A> +<H3>Pinocchio Does Not Sleep</H3> +<P> WHEN Pinocchio arrived at his home he found his father +already in bed. Old Geppetto did not earn enough to provide a supper for two. He +used to say that he was not hungry, and go to bed. But there was always plenty +for Pinocchio. An onion, some beans moistened in water, and a piece of bread +which had been left over from the morning, were never missing.</P> +<P> That night Pinocchio found a better meal than usual.</P> +<P> His good father, not having seen his son at the regular +dinner hour, knew that the boy would be very hungry. There would have to be +something out of the ordinary. He therefore added to the fare some dried fish +and a delicious morsel of orange peel. "He will even have fruit," the good man +had said to himself, smiling at the joy his dear Pinocchio would feel on seeing +himself treated like a man of the world.</P> +<P> The marionette ate his supper with relish, and having +finished his meal, went over to his sleeping father and kissed him as a reward +for the fish and the orange peel. Pinocchio, to say the least, had a good heart, +and would have done anything for his father except study and work.</P> +<P> That night he slept little. Lions, elephants, tigers, +panthers, beautiful women dressed in silk and mounted on butterflies as large as +eagles, men, in large boots, armed with knives and guns, palaces of silver and +gold! All these and a great many more strange sights floated before his dreaming +eyes, while he could hear animals roaring, howling, and whistling to the sound +of trumpets and drums.</P> +<P> At length the night needed and Pinocchio arose. First of +all he went to bid farewell to his friends in the circus, but they were no +longer to be found. During the night the director had quietly stolen away with +his company.</P> +<P> "A pleasant journey to you!" said Pinocchio, and he began +to search the ground for a forgotten piece of gold, or some precious stone which +might have fallen from a lady's diadem; but he found nothing.</P> +<P> "What shall I do now? Shall I go to Africa or to school? It +might be better to go to school, for the teacher says that I am a little behind +in reading, writing, composition, history, geography, and arithmetic. In other +subjects I am not so dull. Yes, yes; it will certainly do me more good to go to +school. Then I shall be a dunce no longer."</P> +<P> Having made this sensible decision, the marionette started +for home with the idea of studying his lessons and of going to school.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter010></A> +<H3>Pinocchio Eats Dates</H3> +<P> SOON he met a man in a paper hat and a white apron. He was +pushing a cart filled with a kind of fruit that Pinocchio had never seen +before.</P> +<P> "Dates! dates! fresh dates! sweet dates! real African +dates!" came the cry.</P> +<P> "Even he speaks of Africa!" thought Pinocchio. "Africa +seems to follow me. But what has Africa to do with dates, and what are these +dates? I have never heard of them." The man stopped; Pinocchio stopped also. A +lady bought some of the dates, and it happened that one of them fell on the +ground. The marionette picked it up and handed it to her.</P> +<P> "Thank you," she said with a smile. "Keep it yourself; you +have earned it."</P> +<P> The man with the cart went on, "Dates! dates! fresh dates! +sweet dates! real African dates!"</P> +<P> Pinocchio looked after him for a time and then put the date +into his mouth. Great Caesar! How delicious! Never before had he tasted anything +so sweet. The orange peel was nothing compared with this! What the circus people +had told him, then, was really true!</P> +<P> "To Africa I go," he said, "even if I break a leg. What do +I care about the Red Sea, the Yellow Sea, the Green, or any other sea? I will +go!"</P> +<P> And the rascal, forgetting his home and his father, who at +that very moment was waiting to give him his breakfast, set out toward the +sea.</P> +<P> As he neared the water he heard a voice call, "Pinocchio! +Pinocchio!"</P> +<P> The marionette stopped and looked around, but seeing no +one, he went on.</P> +<P> "Pinocchio! Pinocchio! Be careful! You know not what you +do!"</P> +<P> "Farewell and many thanks," answered the stubborn +marionette, and forthwith stepped into the sea.</P> +<P> "The water is like ice this morning. No wonder it makes me +feel cold; but I know how to get rid of a chill. A good swim, and I am as warm +as ever." Out shot his arms and he plunged into the water. The journey to Africa +had begun.</P> +<P> At noon he still swam on. It grew dark and on he swam. +Later the moon arose and grinned at him. He kept on swimming, without a sign of +fatigue, of hunger, or of sleepiness. A marionette can do things that would tire +a real boy, and to Pinocchio swimming was no task at all.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter011></A> +<H3>Pinocchio Lands On A Rock</H3> +<P> THE moon grinned again and disappeared behind a cloud. The +night grew dark. Pinocchio continued to swim through the black waters. He could +see nothing ahead. He swam, swam, swam into the dark. Suddenly he felt something +scrape his body, and he gave a start.</P> +<P> "Who goes there?" he cried. No one answered. "Perhaps it is +my old friend the shark, who has recognized me," thought he; and he rapidly swam +on to get away from the spot which reminded him of that terrible monster.</P> +<P> He had not gone more than fifty yards when his head ran +against something rough and hard. "Oh!" cried the marionette, and he raised his +hand to the injured part.</P> +<P> Then, as he noticed a large rock standing out of the water, +he cried joyously; "I have arrived! I am in Africa!"</P> +<P> He got up on his feet and began to feel of himself all +over, his ribs, his stomach, his legs. Everything was in order.</P> +<P> "Nothing broken!" he said. "The rocks on the way have been +very kind. However, I hope that day will break soon, for I have no matches, and +it seems to me that I am very hungry."</P> +<P> Then he began to move on carefully. First he put down one +foot and then the other, and thus crept along till he found a comfortable spot. +"I seem to be very tired and sleepy also," he said.</P> +<P> With that, he lay down and went off in to a deep +slumber.</P> +<P> When he awoke it was daylight. The sun shone red and hot. +There was nothing to be seen but rocks and water.</P> +<P> "Is this Africa?" said the marionette, greatly troubled. +"Even at dawn it seems to be very warm. When the sun gets a little higher I am +likely to be baked." And he wiped the sweat from his brow on his coat sleeve. +Presently clouds began to rise out of the water. They grew darker and darker, +and the day, instead of being bright, gradually became gloomy and overcast.</P> +<P> The sun disappeared.</P> +<P> "This is funny!" said Pinocchio. "What jokes the sun plays +in these parts! It shines for a while and then disappears."</P> +<P> Poor marionette! It did not occur to him at first that he +had slept the whole day, and that instead of the rising he saw the setting of +the sun.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter012></A> +<H3>The First Night In Africa</H3> +<P> "AND now I must pass another night here alone on these bare +rocks!" he thought.</P> +<P> The unhappy marionette began to tremble. He tried to walk, +but the night was so dark that it was impossible to see where to go. The tears +rolled down his wooden cheeks. He thought of his disobedience and of his +stubbornness. He remembered the warnings his father had given him, the advice of +his teacher, and the kindly words of the good Fairy. He remembered the promises +he had made to be good, obedient, and studious. How happy he had been! He +recalled the day when his father's face beamed with pleasure at his progress. He +saw the happy smile with which his protecting Fairy greeted him. His tears fell +fast, and sobs rent his heart.</P> +<P> "If I should die, here in this gloomy place! If I should +die of weariness, of hunger, of fear! To die a marionette without having had the +happiness of becoming a real boy!"</P> +<P> He wept bitterly, and yet his troubles had scarcely begun. +Even while his tears were flowing down his cheeks and into the dark water, he +heard prolonged howls. At the same time he saw lights moving to and fro, as if +driven by the wind.</P> +<P> "What in the world is this? Who is carrying those lanterns? +asked Pinocchio, continuing to sob.</P> +<P> As if in answer to his questions, two lights came down the +rocky coast and drew nearer to him.</P> +<P> Along with the lights came the howls, which sounded like +those he had heard at the circus, only more natural and terrible.</P> +<P> "I hope this will end well," the marionette said to +himself, "but I have some doubt about it."</P> +<P> He threw himself on the ground and tried to hide between +the rocks. A minute later and he felt a warm breath on his face. There stood the +shadowy form of a hyena, its open mouth ready to devour the marionette at one +gulp.</P> +<P> "I am done for!" and Pinocchio shut his eyes and gave a +last thought to his dear father and his beloved Fatina. But the beast, after +sniffing at him once or twice from head to foot, burst into aloud, howling laugh +and walked away. He had no appetite for wooden boys.</P> +<P> "May you never return! said Pinocchio, raising his head a +little and straining his eyes to pierce the darkness about him. "Oh, if there +were only a tree, or a wall, or anything to climb up on!"The marionette was +right in wishing for something to keep him far above the ground. During the +whole night these visitors were coming and going. They came around him howling, +sniffing, laughing, mocking. As each one ran off, Pinocchio would say, "May you +never return!" He lay there shivering in the agony of his terror. If the night +had continued much longer, the poor fellow would have died of fright. But the +dawn came at last. All these strange night visitors disappeared. Pinocchio tried +to get up. He could not move. His legs and arms were stiff. A terrible weakness +had seized him, and the world swam around him. Hunger overpowered him. The poor +marionette felt that he should surely die. "How terrible," he though, "to die of +hunger! What would I not eat! Dry beans and cherry stems would be delicious." He +looked eagerly around, but there was not even a cricket or a snail in sight. +There was nothing, nothing but rocks.</P> +<P> Suddenly, however, a faint cry came from his parched +throat. Was it possible? A few feet from him there was something between the +rocks which looked like food. The marionette did not know what it was. He +dragged himself along on hands and knees, and commenced to eat it. His nose +wished to have nothing to do with it, and would even have drawn back, but the +marionette said; "It is necessary to accustom yourself to all things, my +friends. One must have patience. Don't be afraid; if I find any roses, I promise +to gather them for you."</P> +<P> The nose became quiet, the mouth ate, the hunger was +satisfied, and when the meal was finished Pinocchio jumped to his feet and +shouted joyously; "I have had my first meal in Africa. Now I must begin my +search for wealth." He forgot the night, his father, and Fatina. His only +thought was to get farther away from home.</P> +<P> What an easy thing life is to a wooden marionette!</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter013></A> +<H3>Pinocchio Is Well Received</H3> +<P> "FIRST of all," he said, "I must go to the nearest castle I +can find. The master will not refuse me shelter and food. Some soup, a leg of +roast chicken, and a glass of milk will put me in fine spirits."</P> +<P> The journey across the rocks was full of difficulties, but +the marionette overcame them readily, leaping from rock to rock like a goat. He +walked, walked, walked! The rocks seemed to have no ending, and the castle, +which he imagined he saw in the distance, appeared to be always farther and +farther away. As the marionette drew nearer, the towers began to disappear and +the walls to crumble. He walked on broken-hearted. Finally he sat down I despair +and put his head in his hands. "Farewell, castle! good-by, roast chicken and +soup!" He was about to weep again when he saw in the distance a village of great +beauty lying at the foot of a gentle slope.</P> +<P> At the sight he gave a cry of joy and without a moment's +delay set out in that direction. He leaped over the rocks and bushes, putting to +flight several flocks of birds in his haste. Of course only a marionette could +go as fast as he did. "How beautiful Africa is! said he. "If I had known this I +would have come here long ago."</P> +<P> In a short time he reached the main square of the town. +Men, women, and children were lounging about, gossiping, buying, and selling. +When they saw the marionette they gathered around him, and many began to shout: +"It is Pinocchio! Look, here is Pinocchio! Pinocchio! Pinocchio!"</P> +<P> "Well, this is strange!" said the marionette to himself. "I +am known even in Africa. Surely I am a great person."</P> +<P> Like most great men, Pinocchio was annoyed at his noisy +reception. In some anger he made his way through the crowd, pushing people right +and left with his elbows. He ran down a side street and finally stopped before a +restaurant, over which was the sign printed in huge letters:MARIONETTES SERVED +HERE."This is what I have been looking for," said Pinocchio, and he went in.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter014></A> +<H3>Pinocchio Is Arrested</H3> +<P> PINOCCHIO found himself facing a man of about fifty years +of age. He was stout and good-natured, and like all good hosts, asked what the +gentleman would have to eat. Pinocchio, hearing himself called "gentleman," +swelled with pride, and very gravely gave his order. He was served promptly, and +devoured everything before him in a way known only to hungry marionettes.</P> +<P> In the meantime the innkeeper eyed his customer from head +to foot. He addressed Pinocchio in a very respectful manner, but the marionette +gave only short answers. Persons of rank ate here, and to appear like one of +them he could not allow himself to waste words on common folk.</P> +<P> Having finished his meal, the marionette asked for +something to drink.</P> +<P> "What is this drink called?" he asked, as he put down the +glass and thrust his thumb into his vest pocket after the manner of a +gentleman.</P> +<P> "Nectar, your excellency."</P> +<P> Upon hearing himself called "excellency" Pinocchio fairly +lost his head. He felt a strange lightness in his feet; indeed, he found it hard +work to resist the temptation to get up and dance. "I knew that in Africa I +should make my fortune," he thought, and called for a box of cigarettes.</P> +<P> Having smoked one of these, the brave Pinocchio arose to go +out, when the host handed him a sheet of paper on which was written a row of +figures.</P> +<P> "What is this?" asked the marionette.</P> +<P> "The bill, your excellency; the amount of your debt for the +dinner."</P> +<P> Pinocchio stroked his wooden chin and looked at the +innkeeper in surprise.</P> +<P> "Is there anything astonishing about that, your excellence? +Is it not usual in your country to pay for what you eat?"</P> +<P> "It is amazing! I do not know what you mean! What strange +custom is this that you speak of?"</P> +<P> "In these parts, your excellency," remarked the innkeeper, +"when one eats, one must pay. However, if your lordship has no money, and +intends to live at the expense of others, I have a very good remedy. One +minute!"</P> +<P> So saying, the man stepped out of the door, uttered a +curious sound, and then returned.</P> +<P> Pinocchio lost his courage. He broke down and began to +weep. He begged the man to have patience. The first piece of gold he found would +pay for the meal. The innkeeper smiled as he said, "I am sorry, but the thing is +done."</P> +<P> "What is done?" asked the marionette.</P> +<P> "I have sent for the police."</P> +<P> "The police!" cried the marionette, shaking with fear. "The +police! Even in Africa there are policemen? Please, sir, send them back! I do +not want to go to prison."All this was useless talk. Two black policemen were +already there. Straight toward the marionette they went and asked his name.</P> +<P> "Pinocchio," he answered in a faint voice.</P> +<P> "What is your business?"</P> +<P> "I am a marionette."</P> +<P> "Why have you come to Africa?"</P> +<P> "I will tell you," replied Pinocchio, "You gentlemen must +know that my poor father sold his coat to buy me a spelling book, and as I have +heard that there is plenty of gold and silver in Africa, I have come here."</P> +<P> "What kind of talk is this?" asked the elder of the two +policemen. "No nonsense! Show us your papers."</P> +<P> "What papers! I left all I had at school."</P> +<P> The policemen cut short the marionette's words by taking +out their handcuffs and preparing to lead him away to prison. But the innkeeper +was a good-hearted man, and he was sorry for the poor blockhead. He begged them +to leave Pinocchio in his charge.</P> +<P> "So long as you are satisfied, we are satisfied," said the +policemen. "If you wish to give away your food, that is your own affair;" and +they went off without saying another word.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter015></A> +<H3>Pinocchio's Father</H3> +<P> PINOCCHIO blushed with shame.</P> +<P> "Then you are the marionette Pinocchio?"</P> +<P> Upon hearing himself addressed in this familiar way, +Pinocchio felt a little annoyed, but recalling the unsettled account, he thought +it best to answer politely that he was Pinocchio.</P> +<P> "I am pleased," continued the man; "I am very much pleased, +because I knew your father."</P> +<P> "You knew my father?" exclaimed the marionette.</P> +<P> "Certainly I knew him! I was a servant in his house before +you were born."</P> +<P> "In my house as a servant? When has father Geppetto had +servants?" asked the marionette, his eyes wide with surprise.</P> +<P> "But who said Geppetto? Geppetto is not your father's +name."</P> +<P> "Oh, indeed! Well, then, what is his name?"</P> +<P> "Your father's name is not Geppetto, but Collodi. A +wonderful man, my boy."</P> +<P> Pinocchio understood less and less. It was strange, he +thought, to have come to Africa to learn the story of his family. He listened +with astonishment to all that the innkeeper said.</P> +<P> "Remember, however, that even if you are not really the son +of the good Geppetto, it does not follow that you should forget the care he has +given you. What gratitude have you shown him? You ran away from home without +even telling him. Who knows how unhappy the poor old man may be! You never will +understand what suffering you cause your parents. Such blockheads as you are not +fit to have parents. They work from morning till night so that you may want for +nothing, and may grow up to be good and wise men, useful to yourselves, to your +family, and to your country. What do you do? Nothing! You are worthless!"</P> +<P> Pinocchio listened very thoughtfully. He had never expected +that in Africa he was to hear so many disagreeable truths, and he was on the +verge of weeping.</P> +<P> "For your father's sake you have been let off easily. From +now on you may regard this as your home. I am not very rich, and I need a boy to +help me. You will do. You may as well begin to work at once." And he handed the +marionette a large broom.</P> +<P> Pinocchio was vexed at this, but the thought of the black +policemen and the unsettled bill cooled his anger, and he swept as well as he +knew how. "From a gentleman to a sweeper! What fine progress I have made!" he +thought, as the tears rolled down his cheeks.</P> +<P> "If my father were to see me now, or my good Fairy, or my +companions at school! What a fine picture I should make!" And he continued to +sweep and dust.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter016></A> +<H3>Pinocchio Sells Drinking Water</H3> +<P> THE time passed quickly. At the dinner hour Pinocchio had a +great appetite and ate with much enjoyment. The master praised him highly for +the tidy appearance of the store and urged him to keep up his good work.</P> +<P> "At the end of twenty years," he said, "You will have put +aside enough to return home, and a little extra money to spend on poor old +Geppetto. Now that you have eaten, take this leather bag and fill it with water, +which you are to sell about the city. When you return we shall know how much you +have made."</P> +<P> The bag was soon strapped on his shoulders and the +marionette was shown the door. "Remember," said his master, "a cent a +glass!"</P> +<P> Pinocchio set out down the narrow street. He walked on, +little caring where he went. His wooden brains were far away. He was grieved. +Had the master known just how the marionette felt he would have run after him +and at least regained his leather bag.</P> +<P> Pinocchio walked on. He was soon among a hurrying crowd of +people. "Can this be Egypt in Africa? I have read about it often."</P> +<P> A Man, wrapped in a white cloak, touched him on the +shoulder. Pinocchio did not understand, and started to go on about his business, +but the man took him roughly by the nose. Pinocchio shrieked. The crowd stopped. +At last, he discovered that the man wanted water. Pinocchio placed the bag on +the ground. Then he poured the water into a glass. The man drank, paid, and went +his way.</P> +<P> "What a thirst for water Africans have!" thought the +marionette, as he remembered his companions of the circus. "I like ices better, +and I am going to try to get one with this penny." At once he started off, +leaving the leather bag behind.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter017></A> +<H3>A Ride On A Dog's Back</H3> +<P> A CROWD of boys had by this time gathered in the street. +They began, after the manner of boys in nearly every part of the world, to annoy +one who was clearly a stranger. They did not know Pinocchio, however, nor the +force of his feet and elbows. There came a shower of kicks and punches, and the +boys scattered. Away flew Pinocchio. The people were astonished to see those +tiny legs fly like the wind. They shouted and ran after him. Pinocchio resolved +not to be caught. He turned into a side street that led into the open country. A +large dog, stretched out upon the ground, was in his way. Pinocchio measured the +distance and leaped.</P> +<P> At that very moment the dog sprang up, and hardly knowing +how it happened, Pinocchio found himself astride his back. Barking furiously, +the animal shot along like a cannon ball. The poor boy felt sure that he was +going to break his neck and prayed for safety. On they rushed. The dog jumped +over rocks and ditches as if he had done nothing in all his life but carry +marionettes on his back.</P> +<P> "Is it possible that he is a horse-dog?" thought Pinocchio. +"If he is, I shall ride him always, and when I return home, I shall present him +to my father. My companions will die of envy when they see me riding to school +like a gentleman. I shall make him a saddle like those I saw on the circus +horses, and a pair of silver stirrups. A saddle is really necessary, because it +is very uncomfortable to ride in this way."</P> +<P> The came to a deep gully and the dog prepared to make the +leap. Pinocchio muttered to himself: "This is the end. If I cross this in +safety, I will surely return home and go to school."</P> +<P> There was a leap, and a plunge into the black, empty air. +When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying at the bottom of a precipice in +total darkness. How long had he been in the air? The marionette did not know. He +remembered only that while flying down he had heard a familiar voice call, +"Pinocchio! Pinocchio! Pinocchio!"</P> +<P> "Farewell to the world and to Africa," said the marionette. +"Wooden marionettes will never learn. Here I shall stay forever. It serves me +right."</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter018></A> +<H3>The Cave</H3> +<P> IF I get out of this prison alive, it will be the greatest +wonder I have ever known." Pinocchio sat in the spot where he had fallen. He now +began to suffer from thirst. There had been a great deal of excitement, and his +throat was parched. He would have given anything for a sip of the water he had +so carelessly left in the middle of the street only a little while before.</P> +<P> "I don't want to die here," he said. "I must get up and +walk."</P> +<P> So saying, he moved slowly about, groping with his hands +and feet as if he were playing blindman's buff. The ground was soft, and the air +seemed fresh. In fact, it was not so bad as he had at first thought. Only four +things worried him, darkness, hunger, thirst, and fear. Aside from these he was +safe and sound.</P> +<P> He had gone but a short distance through the darkness when +suddenly he thought he heard a faint murmur. He saw a gleam of light. The blood +rushed through his veins. He walked on. The sound became clearer, and the light +grew brighter. At length Pinocchio found himself in a cave lighted by soft rays. +The murmuring sound was caused by a small stream of water coming out from a high +rock and forming a little waterfall. Pinocchio rushed toward the rocks, opened +his mouth wide like a funnel, and drank his fill.</P> +<P> "I shall not die of thirst," said the marionette. +"Unfortunately, I am still hungry. What a fate is mine! Why can we not live +without eating? Some day I am going to find a way. If I succeed, I shall teach +the poor people to live without food as I do. How happy they will be!" Meanwhile +he looked about for a means of escape. Soon he discovered the hole that lighted +the cave, and walked out once more under the open sky.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter019></A> +<H3>The Caravan</H3> +<P> HE saw nothing but rocks and sand; rocks that shone like +mirrors, and sand that burned like fire. He walked on very sadly, without +knowing where. Presently he found himself upon a hill, from which he could see a +vast plain crossed by a wide highway. A long line of people and camels were on +the march, but how strange they looked! They were going along with heads down +and feet up. At first the marionette was filled with a strong desire to laugh; +then he became frightened and rubbed his eyes, doubting what they told him.</P> +<P> "Am I dreaming?" he said to himself.</P> +<P> The line continued its march, and he distinctly heard the +people laugh and joke as they all sat upside down on the backs of the inverted +camels.</P> +<P> "I was not prepared for this! What a strange way of +traveling they have in Africa! Maybe I too am walking on my head!" and he +touched himself to make sure that his head was in its proper place.</P> +<P> Meanwhile the caravan passed on, and Pinocchio stood still, +his eyes fixed upon the camels as they disappeared at the turning of the road. +The only thing left for him to do was to follow them.</P> +<P> "Either on my head or on my feet I shall surely arrive +somewhere! I do not believe that all those people will walk on air forever. +Sometime or other they will stop to eat. I shall be there to help them."</P> +<P> As he spoke the marionette started forward, walking rapidly +in the hot sun.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter020></A> +<H3>The Baby Pulls His Nose</H3> +<P> IN half an hour he had caught up with the topsy-turvy +caravan. It had stopped at a large well, which was filled with clear, cool +water. The people were laughing and talking as if they were at home. They were +all as happy as they could be.</P> +<P> Pinocchio could not understand it. Had these people really +stood on their heads? What had happened to them? There was something wrong. He +had certainly seen them traveling in that strange fashion. However, a marionette +who is hungry and thirsty does not worry long about things he cannot explain. He +was there, and the people were eating and drinking.</P> +<P> "What a fool I am! If their heads were upside down, they +could neither eat nor drink. Surely they will not refuse me a little water, and +perhaps as they are familiar with Africa, I may discover in talking with them +where the mines of gold and precious stones are to be found."</P> +<P> So saying, Pinocchio moved toward an old man who was +sitting with a pipe in his mouth. He had finished his meal and was enjoying a +smoke. The marionette took off his hat and said, "Pardon me, sir; what time is +it?"</P> +<P> The old man's answer came in a volume of smoke.</P> +<P> "Ask the sun, my boy. He will tell you."</P> +<P> "Thank you!" said Pinocchio, a little taken aback by this +reception, and he moved on toward a woman with a baby on her shoulders.</P> +<P> "Madam, will you please tell me if I am on the right road +to - "</P> +<P> "The world is wide," broke in the woman.</P> +<P> "And long too," thought the marionette. "How polite these +Africans are!"</P> +<P> Of course, the marionette was a stupid fellow. He was a +little ashamed to beg for food, and had only asked these questions so that the +people might notice him and perhaps offer him food and water. An ordinary boy +would have asked for what he wanted, but the blockhead was too proud.</P> +<P> He was about to go on when the baby began to wave its arms, +and to shout, "I want it! I want it!"</P> +<P> Can you guess what it wanted? Pinocchio's nose! The child +reached out its hands, and cried and kicked in trying to get hold of it.</P> +<P> The whole caravan looked toward the spot. A group of +children gathered about them. Even the camels lifted their heads to see what was +the matter. The mother was distressed because the child's screams and kicks +continued. She asked Pinocchio to let it touch his nose. His pride was hurt, but +thinking it best to humor the child, he went closer and allowed his nose to be +touched and squeezed and pulled until the baby was perfectly happy and +satisfied. The good woman laughed, and thanked Pinocchio by offering him some +bread and milk.</P> +<P> Pinocchio buried his face in the milk and ate the bread. +There was no doubt of his hunger. The others offered him fruit and cake. He was +pleased. Africa, after all, was a country where one could live. His hunger +satisfied, he did what marionettes usually do, talked about himself. In a short +time all the people knew who he was and why he had come to Africa. The old man +with the pipe asked him, "Who told you that here in Africa there is so much +gold?"</P> +<P> "Who told me? He who knows told me!"</P> +<P> "But are you sure that he did not wish to deceive you?"</P> +<P> "Deceive me?" replied the marionette, "My dear sire, to +deceive me one must have a good - " and he touched his forehead with his +forefinger as much as to say that within lay a great brain. "Before leaving home +I studied so much that the teacher feared I should ruin my health."</P> +<P> "Very well," replied the old man, "let us travel together, +for we also area in search of gold and precious stones."</P> +<P> Pinocchio's heart beat fast with hope. At last there was +some one to help him in his search. He could scarcely control himself enough to +say: "Willingly, most willingly! I have no objections. Suit yourselves."</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter021></A> +<H3>Pinocchio Travels With The Caravan</H3> +<P> THE camels, refreshed by the large amount of water they had +taken, stood up, proud of their loads. Even the donkey brayed. Yes, there was a +donkey! And this fact displeased Pinocchio. He had for a long time felt a great +dislike for these animals. In fact, he had once been a donkey, and his dislike +was a natural one.</P> +<P> The donkey did not carry any load, and for that reason the +marionette was asked to ride on its back. He hesitated. It was stupid to ride a +donkey, and he would have preferred to walk, but he did not like to seem rude to +the good people, and up he mounted.</P> +<P> They traveled all day along the narrow road which gradually +wound around the slope of a mountain. The old man rode by the side of Pinocchio, +asking him many questions about the studies he had taken up to prepare himself +for this trip to Africa.</P> +<P> The marionette talked a great deal, and as might have been +expected, made many blunders. He began to think that his companions were very +simple, and that in Africa one could tell any kind of lie without being +discovered. He even went so far as to assure the old man that he knew the very +spot where they could find gold and diamonds, and ended by saying that within a +week they should all be men of great wealth.</P> +<P> "You must walk straight ahead," the saucy marionette was +saying, "then to the right, and you will arrive at the bottom of a valley, +through which flows a beautiful brook of yellow water. By the side of this brook +is a tree, and beneath the tree there is gold in plenty."</P> +<P> The old man was amazed to hear the tales he told. Pinocchio +himself felt ashamed of all these lies. He was afraid his nose would grow as it +had done one day at home. But no, it was still its natural size!</P> +<P> "Well!" he thought, "if it has not grown longer this time, +it will never grow again, no matter how many lies I tell."</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter022></A> +<H3>He Is Offered For Sale</H3> +<P> THEY went on until they met a second caravan resting at a +well. Every one admired Pinocchio, and the old man who had him in charge treated +him as if he were his own son.</P> +<P> Pinocchio was greatly pleased. Yet to tell the truth he was +worried. Suppose they discovered that he had lied, and that he knew nothing +about Africa, or the gold, or the diamonds! What would happen then?</P> +<P> The old man was talking to three or four men of the new +caravan. Pinocchio did not like their faces. Now and then they looked toward the +marionette with open eyes of astonishment.</P> +<P> Pinocchio pricked up his ears to listen to the good things +the old man was saying about him. He felt highly flattered on hearing himself +praised for his character, his intelligence, and his ability to eat and +drink.</P> +<P> Then the men lowered their voices, and the marionette only +now and then caught some stray words.</P> +<P> "How much do you want?"</P> +<P> "Come!" replied the good old man, "between us there should +not be so much talk. I cannot give him to you unless you give me twenty yards of +English calico, thirty yards of iron wire, and four strings of glass beads."</P> +<P> "It is too much. It is too much," replied one.</P> +<P> "They are bargaining for the donkey," said Pinocchio, and +he felt sorry for the poor beast.</P> +<P> "I am sorry for you," he went on, addressing the donkey, +"because you have made me quite comfortable. Now I must give you up and +walk."</P> +<P> "It is too much. It is too much," the men were saying.</P> +<P> "Yes, yes, all you say is very true," spoke one in a high +voice, "but, after all, he is made of wood."</P> +<P> "Of wood? Who is made of wood? The donkey?" thought +Pinocchio, looking at the animal, which stood still, its ears erect as if it +also were listening.</P> +<P> "Here!" put in one of the men, "the bargain is made if you +will give him up for an elephant's tooth; if not, let us talk no more of +it."</P> +<P> The old man was silent. He looked at the marionette, and +then with a sigh which came from his heart he said: "You drive a hard bargain! +Add at least the horn of a rhinoceros and let us be done with it."</P> +<P> "Put in the horn!" replied the man, and they shook hands. +"You have done well, my friends," the old man said. "That fellow there," - and +this time pointed directly at Pinocchio, "that fellow there has some great ideas +in his head. He knows a thing or two! He says he knows the exact spot where one +may find gold and diamonds."</P> +<P> Pinocchio was thunderstruck! It was he and not the donkey +that had been sold.</P> +<P> "Dogs!" he cried, "farewell. I go from you forever." And +away he leaped as fast as the north wind. They did not even try to follow him. +Who could have caught him</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter023></A> +<H3>The Bird In The Forest</H3> +<P> AFTER two hours of hard running, Pinocchio, still angry at +the treatment he had received, came to a forest. "It's better to be a bird in +the bushes than a bird in a cage!" he thought.</P> +<P> Although the walk in the forest was refreshing, he began, +as usual, to be hungry. The place was very beautiful, but beauty could not +satisfy a marionette's appetite. He looked here and there in the hope that he +might see trees loaded with the fruit about which the elephant man had spoken. +He saw nothing but branches and leaves, leaves and branches. On he walked. Both +the forest and his hunger seemed without end.</P> +<P> Fortunately Pinocchio was very strong. Being made of wood, +he could endure a great many hardships. He was sure that his good Fairy would +come to help him, so he kept on bravely. He had walked a long way before he saw +a large tree, bearing fruit that resembled oranges.</P> +<P> "At last!" he cried aloud. The birds flew away at the +sound. Pinocchio climbed over the rocks and up the tree as fast as he could.</P> +<P> "I will eat enough to last for a week!" he said, as he +thought of the orange peel his father Geppetto had given him for supper.</P> +<P> He picked the largest of the fruit and put it into his +mouth. It was as hard as ivory. He pulled out his penknife, with which he used +to sharpen his pencil at school. With great difficulty he cut the fruit in two, +to find within only a soft, bitter pulp. Then he tried another and another. All +were like the first one, and he gave up trying because he was at length +convinced that none of the fruit was fit to eat.</P> +<P> Tired and unhappy, with bowed head and dangling arms, he +pushed on slowly, stumbling over rocks, and becoming entangled again and again +in the briers. He thought sadly of the disappointments he had met with in +Africa.</P> +<P> "It is settled. I am to die of hunger. Where are the +delicious fruits and the precious stones? Should I not do better to go home and +leave the gold and silver to those who want them?"</P> +<P> As he went along, thinking over these things, he noticed +ahead of him a bird about the size of a canary, which looked at him as if it +longed to console him in his misery.It went on before Pinocchio, flying from one +branch to another, stopping when the marionette stopped, and moving every time +the marionette moved. Pinocchio said to himself: "Does his dear little bird wish +to be eaten? I'll pluck its feathers, stick a twig through it, put it in the +sun, and in half an hour it will be cooked and ready to eat."</P> +<P> While the hungry marionette was giving himself up to this +thought, the bird began to sing,"Pinocchio, my dear,</P> +<P> If you would honey eat,</P> +<P> Come closer to me here,</P> +<P> And you will find a treat."Imagine Pinocchio's surprise! He +approached the little songster and looked up. Sure enough, there on a branch of +a great tree was a beehive.</P> +<P> One would think that Pinocchio would at least stop to thank +the bird, but not he! Up the tree he went like a squirrel, while the bees buzzed +about him angrily. The marionette laughed.</P> +<P> "Sting away! sting away, brave bees! I am a marionette and +made of wood. You may sting me as much as you please." He thrust his hand into +the hive and drew out a handful of sweet honey.</P> +<P> "This time at least I shall not die of hunger."</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter024></A> +<H3>His Adventure With A Lion</H3> +<P> THE marionette was on the point of filling his mouth a +second time, when he heard a frightful roar directly under his feet. The shock +almost tumbled him down headfirst. Had he fallen, how unfortunate it would have +been! He would have gone straight into the deep mouth of an African lion which +was ready to devour him at one gulp.</P> +<P> "Oh, mercy!" cried the marionette. And the lion gave +another dreadful roar which seemed to say: "Mercy indeed! I have you now, you +little thief."</P> +<P> "Dear lion," pleaded Pinocchio, "have pity on a poor orphan +lad who is nearly starving!"</P> +<P> The lion roared still louder. "Who has given you permission +to take what belongs to another without having earned it by useful and honest +work? In this world he who does not work must starve."</P> +<P> "You are right, my dear lion, you are right. I am ready to +pay to the last cent for all the honey I eat, but please don't seem so angry or +I shall die of fear."</P> +<P> Then the lion stopped roaring, and sitting down upon the +ground, he looked at the marionette as if to say: "Well, what are you going to +do about it? Are you coming down or not?"</P> +<P> "Listen, my dear lion," answered Pinocchio; "so long as you +stay there, I shall not come down. If you want me to go away and leave the +honey, remove yourself a hundred miles or so, and then I will obey you."</P> +<P> The lion did not move.</P> +<P> For almost an hour Pinocchio sat glued to the tree, not +daring to eat the honey or to come down to the waiting lion. The hot rays of the +sun beat upon him. He felt that he must die, for hunger, fear, and heat seemed +ready to destroy him.</P> +<P> "Surely there must be away out of this," he thought. "That +lion must have in him some spark of kindness. He has made up his mind to keep me +company, and perhaps it is my duty to thank him."</P> +<P> Then the marionette raised his hand to ask permission to +speak. It would have been better had he kept still.</P> +<P> At this gesture the lion uttered a roar so loud that it +shook the whole forest. He began to lash the ground with his tail, sending up a +cloud of dust that nearly choked the marionette, and repeating all the while in +lion language, "If you move hand or foot, you will die!"</P> +<P> Pinocchio sat still. Another hour passed in silence. +Pinocchio still suffered from the heat and from hunger. Both honey and shade +were within easy reach, and he could enjoy neither.</P> +<P> "What an obstinate beast!" he muttered. "How stupid he is +to wait there! There is enough room in the forest for us both."</P> +<P> But the lion did not move, and Pinocchio's suffering was +great. He was sure now that he was going to die, and he looked sadly at those +wooden legs which had carried him through so many adventures. There was the +shade, but he could not reach it. There was the honey that must not be +touched.</P> +<P> "Eat! eat!" said the honey. "Come! come!" said the +shade.</P> +<P> Fortunately a new character now arrived on the scene. A +magnificent giraffe came along through the bushes, eating the tender shoots as +it approached the spot.Pinocchio saw the giraffe and recognized it at once from +a picture of one he had seen in school. The lion saw it also. What should he do? +Continue to watch the marionette, or attack and carry off the giraffe? He +decided to take the giraffe. As the animal raised its head to bite off the +leaves from a tall acacia, the lion leaped at its throat and killed it. Seizing +the body in his powerful jaws, the lion disappeared through the forest, and +Pinocchio was left behind to have his fill of honey. He ate as he had never +eaten before.</P> +<P> When he could eat no longer he came down from the tree, but +how strange he felt! His eyes were dim, and his head began to swim, while his +legs went here and there in every direction. He could not even talk clearly.</P> +<P> "African honey plays jokes upon those who eat too much of +it!" he seemed to hear some one say. He turned to see who it was that had spoken +to him, but no one was there. The next moment he fell heavily to the ground as +if he had been knocked down with a club.</P> +<P> "That is what happens to greedy boys!" continued the voice +of the little bird who had shown him the honey, but Pinocchio lay fast +asleep.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter025></A> +<H3>Pinocchio Is Brought Before The King</H3> +<P> PINOCCHIO had slept for hours when he was aroused by +strange sounds. Were these the voices of human beings.</P> +<P> "Yah! Yah! Hoi! Hoi! Uff! Uff!"</P> +<P> What could it possibly be? The marionette opened an eye, +but quickly shut it again when he saw a number of coal-black faces turned toward +him.</P> +<P> "What do these ugly people want of me?" he asked himself, +as he lay there perfectly still.</P> +<P> When Pinocchio next opened his eyes he saw to his great +surprise that the men had formed a circle about him. At their chief's command +they began to dance. It was all so funny that Pinocchio could hardly keep from +laughing. Then the chief made a sign, at which the savages advanced toward the +marionette, took him up by his arms and legs, and started away with him.</P> +<P> "This is not so bad," thought the marionette.</P> +<P> After a time his bearers laid him gently upon the ground +and commenced to examine him. Pinocchio decided to make believe he was dead.</P> +<P> For that reason he kept his eyes shut tightly and lay +still.</P> +<P> Suddenly there was a great noise. He was startled. Opening +one eye, he saw approaching a chief followed by a crowd of attendants. Judging +from the manner in which the new arrivals were received, they were persons of +high rank. At their approach the savages knelt down, raised their hands high in +the air, and bent their foreheads to the ground.</P> +<P> A man stepped out from the ranks and came toward Pinocchio. +He examined the marionette from head to foot, while all the others looked on in +silence.</P> +<P> When the examination was over the marionette hoped to be +left in peace, but another approached him and went through the same performance. +Then came a third, a fourth, a fifth, and so on.</P> +<P> Pinocchio was somewhat tired of this. As the last one came +up he muttered, "Now I shall see what they are going to do with me."</P> +<P> The man who had first examined Pinocchio now approached him +again, and calling the bearers, said, in a tongue which, curiously enough, the +marionette understood, "Turn the little animal over!"</P> +<P> Upon hearing himself called an animal, Pinocchio was seized +with a mad desire to give his tormentor a kick, but he thought better of it.</P> +<P> The bearers advanced, took the marionette by the shoulders, +and rolled him over.</P> +<P> "Easy! easy! this bed is not too soft," Pinocchio said to +himself.</P> +<P> A second examination followed, and then another command, +"Roll him over again!"</P> +<P> "What do you take me for, a top?" muttered the marionette +in a burst of rage. But he pricked up his ears when the man who had been rolling +him over turned to another and said, "Your majesty!"</P> +<P> Indeed!" thought Pinocchio, "we are not dealing with +ordinary persons! We are beginning to know great people. Let me hear what he has +to say about me to his black majesty," and the marionette listened with the +deepest attention.</P> +<P> "Your majesty, my knowledge of the noble art of cooking +assures me that this creature" - and he gave Pinocchio a kick - "is an animal of +an extinct race. It has been turned into wood, carried by the water to the +beach, and then brought here by the wind."</P> +<P> "Not so bad for a cook," thought Pinocchio. He felt half +inclined to strike out and hit the nose of the wise savage, who had again knelt +down to examine him.</P> +<P> "Your majesty," continued the cook, "this little animal is +dead, because if it were not dead - "</P> +<P> "It would be alive," Pinocchio muttered. "What a beast! How +stupid!"</P> +<P> "Because if it were not dead, it would not be so hard. To +conclude, had it not been made of wood, I could have cooked it for your +majesty's dinner."</P> +<P> Pinocchio said to himself: "Listen to this black rascal! +Eaten alive! What kind of country have I fallen into? What vulgar people! It's +lucky for me that I am made of wood!"</P> +<P> His majesty then commanded that as the animal was not good +to eat it should be buried.</P> +<P> Immediately three or four of the men began to dig a hole, +while the unfortunate marionette, half dead with fright, tried to form some plan +of escape. The time passed. The hole was dug, and the poor fellow could not +think of any plan. Run away! But how? And if they found out that he was alive +would he not be cooked and eaten? The marionette did not know what to do.</P> +<P> In the meantime two men had raised him from the ground and +stood ready to throw him into the hole. Then in spite of himself, the marionette +began to shout at the top of his lungs: "Stop! Stop! I will not be buried alive! +Help! Help! My good Fatina! - Fatina! - my Fatina! Help!"At the first shout the +two men who were holding him let him fall to the ground and started off in a +great fright. All the others followed their example.</P> +<P> "What funny people!" said Pinocchio. "If I had known that +they would all run away like this, I should not have been so uneasy. However, I +really do not know why I have come here. If I only knew where to find diamonds +and gold, it would not be so hard. I might return home to my father, for who +knows how much he is suffering because I am not there!"</P> +<P> At that moment he would have given up the whole trip, but +he was too stupid to keep an idea in his head for more than a few seconds. +Another thought flashed across his mind, and he forgot his poor father.</P> +<P> "If these people run away, it means that they are afraid, +and if they are afraid, it means that they have no courage. Now then, I, being +very brave, may in a short time come to rule over everything in Africa. Perhaps +- who knows! - I may become a king or an emperor!"</P> +<P> Pinocchio, you lazy dreamer, are you never going to learn +wisdom? Only a blockhead like you could be so foolish. A wooden emperor, +indeed!</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter026></A> +<H3>The Monkeys Stone The Marionette</H3> +<P> FILLED with these hopes and forgetting his fright, +Pinocchio set boldly forth without the least alarm at the difficulties of the +journey. He was going merrily along, dreaming of all the great things he would +do as emperor of Africa, when at a turn in the road there came flying after him +a volley of stones. Had any struck him he would have been killed. Astonished and +frightened at this strange turn of affairs, he glanced around, but saw no one. +He looked up at the trees, and then from right to left, but nobody was in +sight.</P> +<P> "This is pleasant!" exclaimed the marionette. "Have those +pebbles fallen from the sky?" And he started to go on his way.</P> +<P> He had taken only a few steps, when a second discharge +drove him to the shelter of a large tree. Thence he looked carefully in the +direction from which the stones continued to come. To his surprise he discovered +among the bushes and twigs a large number of monkeys.</P> +<P> "Well! What is this?" cried the marionette. "Those rogues +must not be allowed to play such mean tricks. I had better be on my guard."</P> +<P> He picked up a stout stick lying on the ground near by. To +his amazement, the monkeys threw away the stones and began to pick up sticks +likewise.</P> +<P> "I hope I shall get through this safely!" thought +Pinocchio. He raised his stick and threatened the whole army of monkeys.</P> +<P> The monkeys, as if obeying his command, raised their sticks +and held them erect, imitating exactly the action of the marionette. Then +Pinocchio lowered his stick, and the monkeys lowered theirs. Again Pinocchio +lifted his stick as high as he could, and the monkeys raised theirs, holding +them stiffly like soldiers on drill.</P> +<P> "Arms rest!" cried Pinocchio.</P> +<P> All the monkeys, imitating the marionette, lowered their +sticks in perfect order, just as soldiers do at the officer's command.</P> +<P> "That's a good idea," thought Pinocchio, "I might become +the leader of the monkeys, and within a month conquer all Africa." And he +laughed at the joke.</P> +<P> The monkeys looked straight at him, standing erect and in +line waiting for further orders.</P> +<P> "Ah! you wish to follow me!" said the marionette. "This +might suit your taste, but not mine, thank you! I will give you marching orders. +Then I shall be left in peace."</P> +<P> Accordingly Pinocchio, who was determined to get away from +these annoying beasts, moved two steps forward. The monkeys advanced two steps +also. Then he took three steps to the rear, and the monkeys went back three +steps.</P> +<P> "At - tention!" and facing about quickly, he started to +run. All the monkeys also turned, and began to run in the direction opposite to +that taken by the marionette. Pinocchio, laughing at his own cunning, went his +way, only now and then turning to watch the dark forms as they disappeared in +the distance.</P> +<P> "They all run away in this country," he said to himself, +and he too ran on, fearing that the worthy beasts would return for further +orders.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter027></A> +<H3>Pinocchio Dreams Again</H3> +<P> "IF these people are such cowards that they run at the +sound of my voice, in a few days I shall be master of all Africa. I shall be a +great man. However, this is a country of hunger and thirst and fatigue. I must +find a place where I can rest a little before I begin my career of +conquest."</P> +<P> Fortune now seemed to favor Pinocchio. Not far off he +thought he saw a group of huts at the foot of a hill. He felt that besides +getting rest and shelter, he might also find something to eat. Greedy +marionette!</P> +<P> As he approached he was struck by the strangeness of these +buildings. They looked like little towers topped with domes. He went along +wondering what race of people lived in houses built without windows or doors. He +saw no one, and he was filled with a sort of fear.</P> +<P> "Shall I go on or not?" he mused. "Perhaps it would be best +to call out, Some one will show me where to go for food and shelter."</P> +<P> "Hello there!" he said in a low voice. No one answered.</P> +<P> "Hello there!" repeated the marionette a little louder. But +there was no answer.</P> +<P> "They are deaf, or asleep, or dead!" concluded the +marionette, after calling out at the top of his voice again and again.</P> +<P> Then he thought it might be a deserted village, and he +entered bravely between the towers. There was no one to be seen. As he stretched +out his tired limbs on the ground he murmured. "Since it is useless to think of +eating, I may at least rest." And in a few minutes he was sound asleep.</P> +<P> He dreamed that he was being pulled along by an army of +small insects that resembled ants. It seemed to him that he was making every +effort to stop them, but he could not succeed. They dragged and rolled him down +a slope toward a frightful precipice, over which he must fall. I even seemed as +if they had entered his mouth by hundreds, busying themselves in tearing out his +tongue. It served him right, too, because his tongue had made many false +promises and caused everybody much suffering."You will never tell any more +lies!" the ants seemed to say.</P> +<P> Then the marionette awoke with a struggle and a cry of +fear. His dream was a reality. He was covered with ants. He brushed them off his +face, his arms, his legs, - in short, his whole body. They had tortured him for +four or five hours, and only the fact that he was made of very hard wood had +saved his life.</P> +<P> "Thanks to my strong constitution." thought the marionette, +"I am as good as new."</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter028></A> +<H3>Pinocchio Is Carried Away In An Eggshell</H3> +<P> PINOCCHIO now found himself in a dense growth of shrubbery +which made his progress difficult. He pushed on among the thorny plants. They +would have stopped any one but a wooden marionette. His clothes were torn, to be +sure, but he did not mind that.</P> +<P> "Soon I shall have a suit that will make me look like a +price. Goods of the best quality, and tailoring that has never been equaled! The +gold, the silver, and the diamonds must be found." And he went on at a brisk +gait as if he had been on the highway.</P> +<P> Trees, shrubs, underbrush, nothing else! The scene would +have grown tiresome had it not been for a swarm of butterflies of the most +beautiful and brilliant colors. They flew here and there, now letting themselves +be carried by the wind, now hovering about in search of the flowers hidden in +the thick foliage.From time to time a hare would run between Pinocchio's feet, +and after a few bounds would turn sharply around to stare at him with curious +eyes, as much as to say that a marionette was a comical sight. Young monkeys +peeped through the leaves, laughed at him, and then scampered away.</P> +<P> Pinocchio walked along fearlessly, caring little for what +went on around him, and thinking only of the treasures for which he was +seeking.</P> +<P> On and on he walked until at length he found himself at the +edge of a vast plain. He gave a great sigh of relief. The long march through the +woods had tired him. However, he kept his eyes open, now and then looking down +at his feet to see if any precious stones were lying about. Presently his +attention was drawn to a great hole or nest, in which he saw some white objects +shaped like hen's eggs, but considerably larger than his head.</P> +<P> Curious to see whether or not he could lift one, Pinocchio +approached the nest. Just then he heard a frightful noise behind him.</P> +<P> Turning quickly, the marionette saw a huge bird running +toward him. The next moment a powerful push sent him head over heels upon one of +the eggs! As he fell he heard a loud crash, and at almost the same instant found +himself carried through the air. What had befallen him?</P> +<P> Of course, the hole was the nest of an ostrich. Enraged at +the sight of the broken egg, the fierce bird had seized in its powerful beak +that part of the shell into which the unfortunate marionette had fallen, and was +now rushing across the plain with the swiftness of an express train.</P> +<P> The marionette screamed in terror, and with the stick which +he still held in his hand rained blows upon the bird's long neck. But the blows +had no effect whatever. The furious creature ran and ran and ran. Pinocchio, +gasping for breath, was certain that his end was near.</P> +<P> The mad race lasted for hours. Suddenly the marionette was +thrown into a muddy pool, in which he sank up to his neck like a frog. Having no +desire to be suffocated in the mud, he raised his head a little, although he did +not try to climb out. What he saw surprised him beyond measure.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter029></A> +<H3>Pinocchio Escapes Again</H3> +<P> HIS ostrich was no longer alone. There stood another. The +new arrival, somewhat smaller, but uglier and even more ferocious than the +first, moved cautiously, ready for fight. Suddenly Pinocchio saw the gleam of a +knife, and an instant later the ostrich that had carried him thus far fell to +the ground, wounded to death. The marionette could not understand how it was +possible for a bird to carry a knife hidden beneath its wings and to make use of +it. Yet the thing had happened right before his eyes; there was no doubt about +it.</P> +<P> While seeking an explanation for his very strange incident, +he saw the victorious ostrich draw first one arm, then the other, from beneath +its feathers, and finally take off its beak and place it upon the ground. The +second ostrich was a man.</P> +<P> Pinocchio now began to understand what had happened, and to +hate the trickster who had put on the feathers of an ostrich, in order to attack +and kill the poor creature that lay there breathing its last.</P> +<P> The man approached the dying ostrich and tried to lift the +huge bird to his shoulders, but in spite of his great strength he failed. Then +looking about in search of help, he saw the marionette, whose head was out of +the water, and signaled to him to come ashore. Pinocchio would have refused, but +there was the knife lying on the ground, and there was the man. He decided to +obey.</P> +<P> He came out of the pond as best he could, and the ugly +black man began to laugh. He laughed and laughed until he was able to stand no +longer, and could only throw himself upon the ground, where he lay, breathless +and weak. The marionette, seeing this, said to himself: "If I do not escape now, +it will be my own fault. My dear legs, it is no dishonor to run when you must!" +and he went on at a gallop toward a hill which could be seen a short distance +away.</P> +<P> "May you die of laughing, you villain!" he cried as he +ran.</P> +<P> Presently he was somewhat alarmed to discover that the man +was running after him. Feeling sure, however, that he could easily outrun his +pursuer, he halted a moment, as if waiting for him. The man was hurrying on, +thinking that the boy could go no farther, when the saucy marionette, putting +his hand to his mouth, shouted "Cuckoo!" Then at a pace swifter than the wind he +set off once more, pausing now and again to call out, "Cuckoo! Cuckoo!"</P> +<P> Pinocchio had nearly reached the top of the hill, and the +man was halfway up, when a loud roar made them both stop. Turning around, they +saw that a lion was carrying off the dead ostrich. At that, the hunter thrust +his fingers into his curly hair, and without paying further attention to the +marionette, started off to regain the knife, which was still lying where it had +fallen.</P> +<P> "Tit for tat," Pinocchio shouted after him, and went on up +the hill.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter030></A> +<H3>Pinocchio Is Swallowed By A Crocodile</H3> +<P> WHEN Pinocchio reached the top of the hill he looked around +for a place where he could rest. He thought of the lion that had carried off the +ostrich, and he did not like the idea of meeting him. Fortunately there were no +signs of life, but neither was there any place where he could sit down in +comfort. Sand and rocks, rocks and sand were everywhere. In the distance he saw +water.</P> +<P> "At any rate," he said, "I shall at least be able to wash +myself;" and he turned his footsteps toward the water.</P> +<P> He arrived before long at the water's edge. How fresh and +clean it was! He was so dusty and tired that there was only one thing to do, +take a bath! When Pinocchio decided upon a course of action he did not hesitate. +In an instant he was undressed.</P> +<P> As he started toward the water a voice cried, "Pinocchio! +Pinocchio!"</P> +<P> "Oh, let Pinocchio alone!" the marionette said, and leaped +into the air.</P> +<P> Horrors! As he came flying down, a green mass rose to the +surface of the river. It was a crocodile! Pinocchio saw it and shuddered, but +there was no time to cry out. Down, down he went into that open mouth! But +wooden marionettes are always fortunate. The crocodile's throat was so wide that +Pinocchio slipped into the stomach of the creature with great ease. Not even a +scratch! As he was accustomed to being under water and inside the bodies of +animals, he was not at all frightened. In fact, when he noticed that he was +being carried down to the bottom of the river, where it was cool and refreshing, +he uttered no word of complaint, but rather enjoyed the experience.The crocodile +crawled in to a cave, and prepared to digest the marionette at its leisure. +Pinocchio was naturally annoyed at this and began to kick and squirm about.</P> +<P> At first this did not seem to cause any ill effects, but +Pinocchio kicked and struggled until the poor reptile could not help wondering +what the trouble was, and began to twist and shake its whole body. Pinocchio did +not stop. Presently the crocodile decided to return to the surface and deposit +the marionette upon the bank. Pinocchio desired nothing better. As soon as he +saw a ray of light he became very quiet. The crocodile, now that the trouble +seemed over, was about to return to its cave, but it had made this plan without +consulting our wooden marionette.</P> +<P> "Suppose I let the beast carry me a short distance! I can +make it throw me upon the bank later as well as now! It may carry me to some +place where - enough, I am going to try it! A green ship, without sails, without +engines, and without a crew, is not to be found every day. Boo! boo! boo!" +muttered the marionette.</P> +<P> The crocodile, frightened at the strange noises inside its +body, began to swim with all its strength. It swam and swam and swam! When it +slowed up the marionette continued, "Boo! boo! boo!" and the crocodile went on +faster than ever.</P> +<P> The poor creature became thoroughly exhausted, and fairly +wept with anger and fright, but the strange voice went on without ceasing.</P> +<P> At last, growing desperate, the crocodile stopped, opened +its huge jaws, and with a great effort sent the marionette flying through the +air to the bank of the river; then it disappeared in the deep water.</P> +<P> "Pleasant trip home! Remember me to everybody!" cried +Pinocchio as he leaped about joyously.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter031></A> +<H3>Pinocchio Is Made Emperor</H3> +<P> FINDING himself without any clothes, the marionette began +to think of his condition. To go back and search for his suit was out of the +question. To go about in that state did not seem proper, although he knew that +the Africans in general were dressed in the same fashion.</P> +<P> Finally he decided to make himself a suit of leaves. There +were some beautiful ones near by that were just suited to the purpose. He knew +how to go to work, for at home he had often made clothes out of shavings and +twigs. He set about his task at once and in a short time had made a garment that +reached from his waist down to his knees. He was busy selecting the leaves for a +coat when he happened to raise his eyes, and saw a crowd of men and women +rushing about as if either very happy or frantic with terror.</P> +<P> "Lunatics!" he murmured, and went on with his work, for he +disliked to be seen half-dressed. All at once the marionette heard a hissing, +humming sound. A cloud of arrows fell around him. He was amazed and terrified, +not by the arrows, for what harm could arrows do to him? - but by the idea that +this meant more trouble for Pinocchio.</P> +<P> "So long as they shoot, I fear nothing; but if they try to +capture me, I may have to jump into the river and take to my green ship."</P> +<P> The arrows continued to fall like hailstones on his +shoulders, on his breast, on his arms and legs; but of course they dropped to +the ground without doing any harm. The natives were astonished. They looked at +one another in blank surprise.</P> +<P> Pinocchio, weary of the game, turned in anger toward them +and shouted: "Give up shooting, stupid ones! Do you not see that you are wasting +your time?"They had already perceived that this was true, and they stopped +shooting. A group braver than the rest now approached the marionette and +surrounded him. One of them shouted, "Hoa! Hoi! Hoi!"</P> +<P> "Pinocchio!" answered the marionette.</P> +<P> "Yah! Yah! Yah!"</P> +<P> "Pinocchio!" the boy repeated. "Are you deaf?"</P> +<P> Then they began to shout in chorus: "Yah! Yah! Hoi! Hoi! +Uff! Uff! Uff!"</P> +<P> And Pinocchio replied: "Yah! Yah! Hoi! Hoi! Uff! Uff! +Uff!</P> +<P> This conversation soon began to be wearisome, and Pinocchio +tried to escape. It was too late. The Africans, quick as a flash, closed in +about him and, seizing him by the legs, raised him from the ground, shouting: +"Long live our emperor, Pinocchio the First! Long live our emperor, +Pinocchio!"</P> +<P> Pinocchio had never dreamed of such a welcome.</P> +<P> "Long live Pinocchio!"</P> +<P> "Ah! at last! I knew that in Africa my greatness would be +recognized. Now I shall be revenged on you, my dear restaurant-keeper, and on +you, dear policemen, who wanted to arrest me. Old man, you who wanted to sell me +for a rhinoceros horn, now it is my turn!" Thus thought Pinocchio.</P> +<P> This was his first triumph. Flocking like ravens, his +African subjects came to render homage to the new emperor, who was carried aloft +on willing shoulders. As he passed, all bowed to the ground and then followed in +his train. Such a multitude joined the procession that it looked, from a +distance, like a vast blot of ink. They went along singing the praises of +Pinocchio the First, Emperor and King of all the African kings, sent from heaven +to earth to replace the late emperor, who had died the preceding day.</P> +<P> As they marched a great chorus chanted: "He was to come +forth from the mouth of a crocodile! He was to remain unharmed by poisoned +arrows! He was to have a wooden head! Long live our emperor, Pinocchio the +First! Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!"</P> +<P> "They shot poisoned arrows at me!" thought the marionette. +"That is the way they treated their future king. Lucky for me that I am made of +wood, very hard wood too! How fortunate that I came to Africa as a marionette! +If I had been a real boy, there would be little to say about Pinocchio now."</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter032></A> +<H3>His First Night As Emperor</H3> +<P> PINOCCHIO, his heart filled with joy, entered the capital +of his new empire amid the shouts of the people who crowded the streets. The +children, rolling on the ground in glee, raised such a dust that one could +hardly see.</P> +<P> Forward, forward, they marched through the streets until +the main square was reached. The city was not a large city. Pinocchio was a +little disappointed. The houses were only huts plastered with mud. The streets +and even the main square were dirty.</P> +<P> "I will change all that," Pinocchio gravely said to +himself. "I will build a new city." To the marionette such a task appeared to be +an easy matter.</P> +<P> In a corner of the square stood a hut somewhat larger than +the others. This was the royal palace. Pinocchio was not pleased. The king of +all Africa should have something far better than this. However, he thought it +would not do, just at this time, to utter any words of complaint.</P> +<P> In the huts about the palace lived the people of the court. +These were the advisers and the leaders, who stood ready to carry out the +commands of his majesty.</P> +<P> Like many another in such a situation, Pinocchio did +nothing but bow his head in agreement with everything that was said to him. This +greatly pleased the people of the court and gained for him their admiration and +applause. They called him Pinocchio the Wise!</P> +<P> Night came and all the people withdrew. The emperor was +left alone with his servant, a gigantic African, who invited his majesty to pass +into the royal bedchamber.</P> +<P> The furniture was as simple as the palace itself. A string, +stretched across the room, served as a clothes-hanger. The bed was a leopard's +skin that swung from four poles. Having displayed with pride these equipments, +the servant pointed to a frying pan, which was to be struck with a wooden mallet +in case his majesty desired to call the attendants. He then withdrew from the +chamber, bowing as he went out.</P> +<P> "Apparently they do not eat here," said the marionette. +"Maybe these people think that an emperor is never hungry! However, night passes +quickly." Then he undressed himself and lay down. He was quite tired out, and he +felt sure that in a few moments he should be fast asleep. But soon he began to +roll and toss about uneasily. The bed was hard and uncomfortable. He opened his +eyes. There was a spider crawling over him, and he shivered. Other spiders, as +large as crabs, were creeping quietly over the ground and the walls as if this +was their home and not the king's!</P> +<P> There was one spider twice as large as the others. Surely +he was the head of that large family. He fixed his fiery eyes upon the +marionette and spoke in the voice of the Talking Cricket: "Where have you come +from - fool that you are? What do you think you have gained by becoming the +emperor of these people? Return to your home, and be content to be a boy like +the rest, and to learn a trade by which you may help your father and be happy +yourself."</P> +<P> Upon hearing these familiar words the marionette wanted to +beat the pan and call for help, but, he reflected, this would show that he +lacked courage and might lower him in the eyes of his subjects. So he endured +his fate, thinking: "A night soon passes. To-morrow night I will have a sentinel +on guard." And he drew himself up, mallet in hand, ready to fight the spiders if +they came too near him. All was still, and Pinocchio tried a second time to +close his eyes to sleep.</P> +<P> "Buzz! buzz! buzz!"</P> +<P> The place swarmed with flies.</P> +<P> "Zz! zz! Zeeee, zeeee, smm, zmmm!"</P> +<P> Out in the night frogs croaked, birds cried, wild animals +howled.</P> +<P> "What a place to sleep in!" whined the poor emperor, +flinging himself about on his hard bed.</P> +<P> Then he thought of his own small cot, neat and clean, in +which he had so often peacefully slept and dreamed pleasant dreams. It will not +seem strange that Pinocchio wished that he were at home again, instead of being +a king in Africa.</P> +<P> Pinocchio the First, Emperor and King of all the African +kings, passed a very wretched night. He felt hot and feverish, and he was afraid +that he was going to die before morning came.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter033></A> +<H3>He Sends For The Royal Doctor</H3> +<P> PINOCCHIO presently became very anxious about his health. +He was sure that the night's troubles had brought on a high fever, and this, of +course, would keep him from attending to affairs of state. At dawn, therefore, +Pinocchio the First rapped the pan and sent for the doctor of the court. He was +an old man, with a long white beard. Having listened to the emperor's lament, +the doctor drew out a string of beads from his breast, threw them on the floor, +and examined them closely, all the time murmuring strange words. Then he began +to count the beads. At the end of a quarter of an hour he said that his royal +majesty was in excellent health and need not worry.</P> +<P> The marionette's rage knew no bounds, but it would not do +to complain at the very beginning of his career. He thanked the worthy doctor +therefore, and dismissed him with a polite nod of the head. Then he again rapped +furiously on the pan. There promptly appeared eight or ten servants, who first +knelt down at the foot of the imperial bed, and then advancing with every sign +of respect, raised his majesty gently, and placed him upon a panther's skin that +was stretched upon the floor.Pinocchio allowed them to proceed, until they began +to cover his body with oil. At this, he asked why they anointed him in such a +manner.</P> +<P> "To make you clean, your majesty," answered the servants, +very respectfully.</P> +<P> "Fine cleaning!" thought the marionette. "How are my face +and hands to get washed this morning? Never mind. Let us see what comes +next."</P> +<P> This first operation ended, Pinocchio the First was made to +sit cross-legged to have his hair combed. His attendants covered his hair with a +purple cream and then sprinkled over it a golden powder.</P> +<P> Pinocchio's joy upon seeing that glittering substance knew +no bounds, but he overheard one of the servants say in a melancholy undertone: +"What a pity his majesty has not a black complexion such as we have! What a +pity! What a pity!"</P> +<P> The marionette was moved to the bottom of his heart, and he +was about to say, "You may be sure, my dear subjects, I shall do the best I can +to become black," when he heard footsteps approach.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter034></A> +<H3>An Old Story</H3> +<P> THE grand chamberlain was announced.</P> +<P> This grave person had come to inquire about his majesty's +health, and at the same time to notify him that the council had fixed the day +for the coronation.</P> +<P> Pinocchio the First listened and approved. The grand +chamberlain, very much pleased with his reception, made a deep bow, and was +apparently about to retire, when, as if he had forgotten something important, he +approached the emperor again and said with great respect, "Your majesty, in the +name of the council I must announce to you that to-morrow the lessons +begin."</P> +<P> "What lessons?" said the marionette, feeling a chill creep +down his back.</P> +<P> "Ah! I will explain," the chamberlain replied meekly. "The +things that your majesty must do to straighten out the affairs of state are very +simple. Only two words are needed, 'Yes' and 'No!' But to say 'Yes' or 'No' at +the proper time requires at least one month of instruction. To make sure that +you learn, there will be, twice each day, a punishment of ten lashes of the +whip, to be given your majesty on whatever part of the body you may desire. +However, in view of the present wisdom of your majesty, the council has agreed +that the lessons and the lashings may be delayed till the end of the month, if +your majesty so decides."</P> +<P> Pinocchio had listened gloomily until he heard the last +words, and then he came near laughing outright. He kept his face very serious, +however, and bowed his head as if in deep thought. After a long silence he said, +"I have decided to leave the lessons till the end of the month."</P> +<P> The grand chamberlain made a profound bow and went out.</P> +<P> The servants went away also, and Pinocchio, finding himself +alone, jumped about in great glee.</P> +<P> "Compulsory fiddlesticks! What blockheads they were to +think that I was going to start to-day! At the end of the month, perhaps! There +are still thirty days, and in thirty days what may not happen!" And he looked +about quite satisfied with himself. He was sure that everything would go well +during his stay in Africa.</P> +<P> "If they sprinkled my hair with gold, they will fill my +pockets with money," he thought. And then to his surprise he found that the suit +they had put on him had no pockets.</P> +<P> "I shall make pockets as soon as I have time," he said, and +striking the pan, ordered the servants to bring in his breakfast.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter035></A> +<H3>His Duties As Emperor</H3> +<P> PINOCCHIO was served with a piece of elephant's nose, +cooked in a highly seasoned sauce. How he twisted his face and ground his teeth! +Evidently the meal was not to his liking. He would have preferred some fish, +some grapes, and a dozen figs, but he was ashamed to ask for these dainties. He +gulped down the food as best he could, and drank from a gourd a great deal of +water; then he felt more comfortable.</P> +<P> His ministers had been waiting some time, and Pinocchio did +not think it wise to prolong his first meal. With a truly stately stride he +entered the audience chamber.</P> +<P> Pinocchio the First, Emperor and King of all Africa, felt +it to be his first duty to express his gratitude for the magnificent reception +that had been given to him. The ministers made an equally polite response.</P> +<P> Persons of rank now came to pay homage to the new king. +Among them were great chiefs of tribes, princes, and kings of the neighboring +states. Pinocchio received them all with much pomp. This sort of thing was at +first very pleasing to him. But day after day the visitors and the feasts +continued. As Pinocchio was the host, he had to eat with all these newcomers. He +became very stout, and his jaws ached from so much chewing. Eating was becoming +a burden to him. He even longed for the days when he had gone hungry. However, +one must take things as they come and be ready to suffer for the good of one's +country.</P> +<P> One day there came to the court three kings, the most +powerful within a range of a thousand miles. The first was clad in a white +skirt, and a military coat which he had bought from an English captain. He came +with his head uncovered and a high hat in his hand. The second wore an old +helmet on the back of his head. The third carried a clumsy sword in one hand and +in the other a broken umbrella.</P> +<P> They bowed to the ground very respectfully, and then each +in turn slapped Pinocchio in the face.</P> +<P> The marionette, who did not expect this sort of greeting, +was about to express his anger, when the master of ceremonies whispered in his +ear that such a greeting was given only to great people.</P> +<P> "When in Rome, do as the Romans do," thought Pinocchio, and +he smiled at the visitors.</P> +<P> Dinner was then announced. Pinocchio felt sick at the +thought of eating again. It was the fifth time that day, and the sun was still +high in the sky, but of course it was not proper to dismiss three kings without +having feasted them.</P> +<P> They went out to the dining room, which was under a tree. +Beneath the branches were more than a thousand people. They all sat on the +ground, and were waited upon by tall young men, who carried around large plates +of meat.The three kings gave themselves up to the joys of eating. They took +their food in their hands and swallowed it without even stopping to chew it. +Each man ate enough to satisfy a score of ordinary people, for African kings are +great eaters. The poor marionette tried to eat as much as the others did. He +felt that his reputation depended upon it. How he suffered!</P> +<P> At sunset, when all had satisfied their hunger, there was +placed before them a strange-looking affair with a long tube fastened to it. A +disagreeable smoke came out of it.</P> +<P> "What new thing is this?" thought the marionette, but he +did not say a word, for by this time he had learned that an emperor must appear +to know everything.</P> +<P> The matter, however, was quickly made clear. The outfit was +a huge pipe, with a long mouthpiece. The master of ceremonies presented the +mouthpiece to the emperor and asked him to have the kindness to smoke.</P> +<P> "What blockheads!" the marionette muttered to himself. "I +never smoke anything but the finest cigars!"</P> +<P> Still, he considered it wise to make no objections. He +puffed twice on the pipe stem, and then passed it to the king that sat at his +right hand.</P> +<P> The king drew a mouthful and then passed the pipe to his +next neighbor. Thus the pipe moved along in regular order until it came back to +Pinocchio. Poor Pinocchio! he was already feeling a little queer after his first +attempt, and did not enjoy the idea of smoking again; but he knew that he must +live up to the reputation of a great emperor. Accordingly he bravely took the +pipe and puffed half a dozen times.</P> +<P> Alas! It would have been better for him had he not tried it +again! He was wretchedly sick. His head swam dizzily, and the sweat stood out on +his forehead. He tried to hide his feelings by talking, but what he said was +sheer nonsense.</P> +<P> "When I was king in my own country, the Talking Cricket +told me - because my feet burned - that the alphabet had been swallowed by the +cat - that was hung to a tree by a dog - that was owned by the director of the +circus."</P> +<P> He gazed around him, frightened at his own words, but he +saw the flushed faces of the people and heard them whisper: "The sea talks - " +"The sun is filled with stars - " "The tiger laughs - " "The summer is red - " +and similar phrases equally sensible.</P> +<P> "What is the matter with everybody?" thought the +marionette, as he looked about, and saw one of the kings asleep on the ground +beside him. Other forms were stretched out around them. Even as he looked, +Pinocchio the First, Emperor and King of all Africa, fell over on his wooden +nose, and he too was soon fast asleep.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter036></A> +<H3>Pinocchio Makes His First Address</H3> +<P> THE next day was a splendid one. The sky was a clear blue, +the earth was green and fresh. Thousands upon thousands shouted with joy. +Pinocchio was to be crowned king and emperor.</P> +<P> He had carefully prepared the royal address, and came +proudly forward mounted upon a large elephant, towering above his people. The +trumpets sounded, the drums beat, the children rolled on the ground. At a signal +from the master of ceremonies all was still. Even the birds ceased to sing. A +troop of monkeys, leaping about in the trees, paused to listen. The emperor +spoke as follows:</P> +<P> "Ministers of Africa, officers of the army, chiefs and +underchiefs, servants and slaves, men, women, and children, all, beloved +subjects, listen to the voice of your emperor!" - and Pinocchio looked around at +the multitude.</P> +<P> "We, Pinocchio the First, speak to you, and bring to you +the word of peace and of love. A new day is about to open to you. Rejoice, O +people! We have concluded to bring happiness to every heart and riches to every +home. We shall not reveal all the plans which, in time, we hope to see carried +out. We shall begin very modestly. Our first gift to you, O people, is Time. +Time is very valuable. We have a great deal of it in store. Our kingdom is rich +in Time; therefore we have decreed to give each of you as much Time as you want. +How can we be more generous!</P> +<P> "Behold the bright sun in the clear blue sky! There is not +its equal anywhere else in the world. Kings are proud of it. We, your emperor +and ruler, have decreed that every one of you, our faithful subjects, may enjoy +the sunlight free of any charge, without tax or duty. Can we be more +unselfish?</P> +<P> "You hear the song of the birds, the voices of the animals, +the rustling of the leaves in the wind! These also we give you to enjoy at your +leisure, and without expense.</P> +<P> "There is one thing, however, that needs our special +notice, and this we shall now bring to your attention. Remember, we shall +enforce with all our power this law we are about to propose."</P> +<P> Here Pinocchio placed his hand upon his breast and looked +toward the sky.</P> +<P> "We will never introduce into our kingdom that shameful +system which brings sorrow to many countries known to us. We speak of the +horrible scheme called Compulsory Education! What a disgrace it is, beloved +subjects, to see so many bright, intelligent children seated for hours and hours +before books which ruin their eyesight! The eye is a precious jewel, and it is +improved, not by books, but by looking here and there, above and below, +everywhere and anywhere, as the butterflies and the birds do. Let us teach our +children as nature teaches us. Let us burn our books and our schools. Do not +drive our dear little ones to silly words and cruel numbers. It makes our heart +bleed to see parents call their children from some pleasant game and shut them +up in ugly schoolrooms."</P> +<P> At this point Pinocchio was so moved that he had to stop. +He looked around at the many mothers, and saw them wipe the tears from their +eyes. Proud of the impression his words had made on these kind hearts, he went +on in a tone so pathetic that it touched even the elephant which carried +him."These are gentle tears, dear subjects, and they show how noble are your +hearts. You love your children. We ourselves will never see them suffer. No, a +thousand times no! We are not so cruel as to tear you away from your dear ones. +They may continue to roll upon the grass, free as the birds that fly. They are +free to hunt for crickets, to steal birds' nests, to bite and to kick each +other, to run and play in the fields and woods with the monkeys.</P> +<P> "We consider these exercises very necessary, and whenever +the grave affairs of the state will permit we will visit you and encourage these +sports. You perceive that in this matter you owe much to your emperor, who was +made to go to school, and who saw the evils of education. Alas! too many of his +young companions were completely ruined so far as their eyes and brains were +concerned.</P> +<P> "Officers and soldiers, ministers of the crown, beloved +subjects, we, Pinocchio the First, Emperor and King, ask you to shout with all +the breath in your lungs: 'Down with Compulsory Education! Down with the +school!'"</P> +<P> A deafening roar, louder than thunder, arose from the +people: "Down with Compulsory Education! Down with the school!"</P> +<P> This speech was followed by a review of the troops, which +lasted till night.</P> +<P> Emperor Pinocchio, tired but satisfied, then returned in +state to the royal palace.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter037></A> +<H3>The Emperor Becomes As Black As A Crow</H3> +<P> IT was no easy matter to be an emperor. There was a great +deal of work to be done, and work was always tiresome to Pinocchio. Each day he +must get out of bed at a fixed hour, and allow himself to be washed and oiled. +Then came breakfast, and after that the ministers with the affairs of state.</P> +<P> True, his work did not seem hard. He had only to say "Yes" +or "No." But in the task of deciding whether it should be "Yes" or "No" lay the +real difficulty.</P> +<P> Sometimes he would be left with only a few servants, among +them some boys to entertain him or to drive away the flies with big feather +dusters, which tickled his nose and made him sneeze. These were pleasant moments +in his life, but he was often bored, and being a cunning rogue he thought out a +plan by which once in a while he could be freed from care.</P> +<P> Among the boys at the court was one who resembled him in +all things except in the color of his skin. What had Pinocchio planned?</P> +<P> One day, while strolling through the woods near the +capital, he called the boy to him and taking his arm, said to him in a gentle +voice, "Do you love your emperor?"</P> +<P> "Is it necessary to ask, your majesty?" replied the boy, +moved to tears at such an honor.</P> +<P> "And should you like to do your emperor a favor?"</P> +<P> "Your majesty, to do you a service I would go at once, with +only my feather duster to protect me, and pinch a boa constrictor's tongue!"</P> +<P> "Good!" replied Pinocchio. "You are a fine lad, and you +will become a great man. But let us put aside boa constrictors for the time. I +have often been sad because I am not like my subjects. I should like to color my +skin so that it would be like a native's, dear Marameho, like yours. You know +how pleased the ministers would be."</P> +<P> "Your majesty, it would be the brightest day of our +lives!"</P> +<P> "Good boy!" exclaimed the marionette. "If you always answer +so well, I promise you the place of keeper of the king's treasures."</P> +<P> The boy's eyes shone.</P> +<P> "Well, can it be done?" asked the marionette.</P> +<P> "Nothing more simple, your majesty," replied Marameho. "I +know of a plant, the fruit of which will serve our purpose."</P> +<P> "When can we get this wonderful dye?"</P> +<P> "To-day, if your majesty will permit me to absent myself +for a short time," replied Marameho with great respect.</P> +<P> "Go, go at once," ordered the marionette, greatly +delighted. "But wait; there is something more. We are alone and may drop our +titles. Your majesty, your highness, weary me to death. Call me plain Pinocchio, +and I will call you my dear Marameho."</P> +<P> The poor boy was overcome with all this kindness, and +planting a kiss upon the point of his emperor's nose, he vanished through the +trees.</P> +<P> The next day a proclamation was made throughout the empire. +His royal and imperial highness had become as black as the blackest of his +subjects.The ministers were joyous, and they celebrated this happy event with a +great feast. That day they did nothing but eat and dance.</P> +<P> As a rule the emperor, of course, could not take part in +such amusements. It was his business to sit upon the throne while the ministers +and the people danced and played before him. This time, however, the ancient law +was broken. Pinocchio danced like a madman the entire night, while the faithful +Marameho, clothed in the emperor's garments, sat upon the throne. No one even +dreamed of the exchange.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter038></A> +<H3>The Hippopotamus Hunt</H3> +<P> THE next day was set aside for a hunt in honor of the young +emperor, Pinocchio the First. He would have been content to stay home, but this +would have been taken as a grave insult to the people.</P> +<P> A herd of hippopotamuses had been discovered a few miles +from the capital. His ministers agreed that the emperor must go. There was +nothing else for him to do.</P> +<P> Besides, the hunt was for scientific purposes. As Pinocchio +had made known his views on schools, he could do no less than encourage this +expedition, which was the only educational training allowed in the country.</P> +<P> The hunters, in fact, were persons of high rank, who spent +their time in searching for traces of wild animals. It seemed strange to +Pinocchio that these learned hunters did not study how to protect their animals, +instead of trying to kill them.</P> +<P> "I suppose it is the custom of the country," thought the +marionette.</P> +<P> Two hours before sunrise the leaders in the hunt, armed +with bows, arrows, and javelins, stood before the royal palace waiting for the +emperor. He was to ride on the back of a bull, which the prime minister held by +a rope.</P> +<P> They were not kept waiting long. Pinocchio the First came +forth with a pleasant smile upon his lips. Inwardly, he was very angry, but +little did his faithful subjects suspect how he felt.</P> +<P> "A fine time for a king to rise!" he thought. "Am I or am I +not emperor? If I am emperor, I should sleep as long as I wish, eat what I +please, and do anything I like. It seems to me that I am the slave of my people +rather than their ruler. Wait, my dear subjects; I will soon prove to you what +stuff I am made of."</P> +<P> The people waited. The ministers explained to the emperor +that he was to ride on the bull.</P> +<P> "My dear subjects, have you lost your senses?" thought the +marionette. "I certainly will not ride on a bull. How long have bulls been used +as horses? This beast will hurl me into the first ditch we come to. A fine +regard you have for your emperor! I almost begin to believe that you want to get +rid of me and have another king."</P> +<P> However, there was no way of escape, and he decided to do +as he was told. He leaped squarely upon the bull, and calmly sat there. The +bull, fortunately, did not move.</P> +<P> "Good beast!" said Pinocchio, somewhat encouraged, as he +gave the signal to depart.</P> +<P> The sun was already up when they reached the river where +the hunt was to take place.</P> +<P> Hippopotamus hunting is a very dangerous sport, but it was +one that the people dearly loved.</P> +<P> Scouts were sent on ahead while the hunters crawled like +snakes through the high, thick grass. As they neared the river, they became very +careful. With their eyes fixed, their ears wide open, their spears firmly +grasped, they were ready to attack at any moment.</P> +<P> Pinocchio pretended that he was suffering with a pain in +the left foot, and slowly dropped behind the others. He had never had any great +liking for the hunt. He felt annoyed that he should always have to do things +that he did not enjoy. He would have stayed where he was, but the prime minister +came along in search of him.</P> +<P> Tired of the insolence of this man, the marionette thrust +back his hat with a bold sweep of his hand, as if to say, "Now I shall show you +who I am, and who I was." Pinocchio then hastened toward the river, reaching the +bank at the very moment when the hunters had started a large hippopotamus out of +the weeds.</P> +<P> The huge animal tried to get away and made for the +river.</P> +<P> "Some one must jump into the water and kill it with the +javelin," said the prime minister. Nobody stirred.</P> +<P> Suddenly a loud voice rang through the stillness:</P> +<P> "I will go."</P> +<P> And Pinocchio, amid shouts of admiration and terror from +his subjects, dived into the river and swam toward the animal.</P> +<P> The hippopotamus scented the enemy and turned upon him, but +the nimble marionette, swimming around the great creature, grasped it by its +short, thick tail.</P> +<P> When the beast felt itself gently pulled in this manner it +began to turn round and round like a dog chasing a troublesome fly.</P> +<P> This performance, which was both funny and terrible, lasted +for fully five minutes. During all that time Pinocchio did nothing but laugh. He +did not seem to realize what would happen to him if he were clutched by those +terrible jaws.</P> +<P> At length the animal, blind with rage, plunged below the +surface of the water, leaving the marionette and the others dumbfounded.</P> +<P> This adventure increased tenfold the admiration of the +black hunters for their emperor, although it was not wholly satisfactory to the +chief cook of the royal household, who had already planned a great dinner. But +Pinocchio quickly consoled him, assuring him that when it came to eating the +tongue and feet of a hippopotamus, the emperor would cheerfully forego the +pleasure.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter039></A> +<H3>The Emperor Surprises His Subjects By His Wisdom</H3> +<P> PINOCCHIO'S power grew greater and greater. The courage +shown by him in the hand-to-hand fight with the hippopotamus had made a great +impression on the ministers.</P> +<P> The grand council, for instance, had assembled the high +court of justice, which was to try a large number of important cases. The very +next morning the wise and brave Pinocchio was urged to pass judgment upon the +cases to be presented that day.</P> +<P> Pinocchio thought of playing the usual trick upon his +ministers by placing Marameho in his seat; but this was an important affair, and +must be attended to in person.</P> +<P> "Dignitaries! chamberlains! ministers! royal judges! +guards! To the court!"</P> +<P> The persons called came forward and knelt down to kiss the +earth before his majesty; then, rising, they all moved on to the court of +justice.</P> +<P> Beneath a canopy of ostrich feathers, held aloft by a +stately African, walked Pinocchio the First, Emperor and King of all the African +kings. He was wrapped in a large green and red cloak covered with precious +stones, that is to say, with bits of broken glass of all colors, and shining +pebbles collected with great labor from the rich mines of the country.</P> +<P> The court was to sit in the open air. This greatly pleased +Pinocchio, for the day was very beautiful. When his majesty arrived all the +great crowd of people knelt and buried their heads in their hands. They did not +rise till the judges were comfortably seated on the bare ground.</P> +<P> At a signal from the emperor the first case was called. +There appeared two men, each with his head completely covered by a large bag +which had in it holes for eyes and mouth. The men bowed again and again to his +highness and to the court, scraping their noses along the ground. At last they +stood stiff and erect like posts.</P> +<P> The grand chamberlain made a sign to Pinocchio, and his +majesty, turning to one of the men, asked, "What brings you before the emperor's +court?"</P> +<P> The person addressed twisted his whole body and sprinkled +sand over his head. Finally he said, "There was once - "</P> +<P> "A king!" thought Pinocchio, "Is he going to tell a story? +I, for one, should be pleased. African stories must be amusing."</P> +<P> "There was once an old man - a kind old man - blacker than +I am, who had many sons, and I was one of them. For this reason, the old man, +being my father - "</P> +<P> "He was his son. He reasons well," thought the marionette, +but he did not move an eyelash, pretending to be all attention.</P> +<P> "For this reason, the old man, my father, sent me to tend +his flocks. One night I arrived at the brink of the river to water the flock. +There I discovered that a sheep was missing. I was heartbroken over this, and, +not wishing to return home without my little sheep, I searched everywhere, but +in vain. The sheep could not be found. I sat down and began to weep. Behind me +was a thick cane field. Upon a rock within the field was that man, with a sheep +between his knees. I rushed to the spot and shouted out to him, 'Why have you +stolen my sheep?' He appeared not to hear me. 'Why have you stolen my sheep?' It +was like talking to a stone. Blinded by anger, I drew nearer. When he saw me +approach he arose and ran away. I hastened to my sheep and raised it from the +ground, and then I saw - it horrifies me to tell it - that what I held in my +hand was only the sheep's coat. The robber had eaten the rest. My sheep! My poor +little sheep! I shall never see it again!"</P> +<P> Pinocchio was greatly touched by this pitiful tale. He had +just opened his mouth to pronounce a terrible sentence upon the thief, who was +standing motionless as a statue, when the minister whispered to him to listen to +the other side of the story. With an angry look Pinocchio ordered the accused +man to speak.</P> +<P> He started as if he had been roused from deep thought, +gazed around, and then said in a grave, slow voice, "The sun shines - "</P> +<P> "What kind of speech is he going to make?" thought +Pinocchio. "Is it necessary for him to say that the sun shines?"</P> +<P> And as the rogue went on to speak of starry skies, blue +waters, and things of that sort, the marionette lost his patience and shouted, +"But did you or did you not eat the sheep?"</P> +<P> "Your majesty," replied the man, "certainly I ate the +sheep! Ask, however, who, on the day before, ate three fingers from my left +hand!"</P> +<P> "Your majesty, I was hungry - " groaned the shepherd. "I +was very hungry."</P> +<P> Pinocchio shuddered. "What kind of people are these? What +sort of place have I fallen into? Fortunately for me I am made of wood."</P> +<P> Meanwhile the two had lowered their heads, waiting for +their sentence. Pinocchio was too much shocked to say a word.</P> +<P> The grand chamberlain came to his aid and whispered +something in his ear.</P> +<P> "Speak!" replied the marionette, "I bid you speak, for +whatever you do is well done."</P> +<P> The minister was pleased at the faith his majesty had in +him. He turned his dark face toward the two offenders and said, "One sheep and +three fingers! You shall both be hanged."</P> +<P> Pinocchio, half-dazed, watched the minister.</P> +<P> Case followed case, and at the end of each one Pinocchio +said to the minister, "Act. I bid you act. What you do is always well done."</P> +<P> The minister knew so well how to act that on this one day +there were sentences amounting to five hundred years of imprisonment, and two +hundred years at hard labor, while a thousand prisoners were to be lashed, and +one hundred were condemned to die.Justice had been done. The emperor Pinocchio +was led back to the royal palace amid the shouts of the people. He was declared +to be the mildest, the wisest, and the most just of all kings, past, present, +and future.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter040></A> +<H3>Pinocchio Travels Through The Empire</H3> +<P> IN order that his faithful subjects might behold their new +sovereign, Pinocchio the First resolved to make a tour of the villages of his +vast empire and see with his own eyes the needs of his people.</P> +<P> The arrangements were made by the ministers of state. +Messages were sent to all the governors to make preparations for the event, to +select committees to meet the emperor, to provide entertainment, in short, to +have everything in readiness.</P> +<P> It was a big task. The emperor, however, did not trouble +himself about it. He amused himself watching the crickets and the birds, +laughing at the antics of some little monkeys, and playing with his boy +pages.</P> +<P> Sometimes he spoke of his past. He told his pages about his +travels, his struggles, his suffering. He told them how he had struggles with +the waves of a stormy sea, and about the fish from whose stomach he had rescued +his father Geppetto. He recalled his dear Fatina, that gentle and beautiful lady +with the blue hair, and, placing his hand upon his breast, took an oath, as +emperor and king, that we would have her come to Africa. That thought made him +happy, and he went on to describe the feast they would have on her arrival. He +had resolved to make her queen of one of his states.</P> +<P> Marameho shared the joy of his emperor, but a cloud of +sadness came over his face when he heard him build these castles in the air, and +make such plans for the future. The poor boy had already seen too many changes +to believe that anything in the world would last long. He was aware that his +emperor was in grave danger, but he did not dare to warn him.</P> +<P> However, events quickly ran their course. The preparations +were completed, and on a bright, sunny day, Pinocchio the First, Emperor and +King of all the African kings, took his place upon a litter made of branches, +which was borne aloft by four robust men. Following these came all the +ministers, and the day's march was begun.</P> +<P> Wherever they went, there was loud applause for the +emperor. The mothers were pleased because their ruler had promised to stop +compulsory instruction. They expressed their thanks in flattering words, some of +which reached the emperor's ears.</P> +<P> "How fine is that wooden head!" said one. "It is easy to +see that he is a king of great endurance! They say he can jump wonderfully - +just like a marionette!"</P> +<P> Toward evening the tents were erected. In the largest of +these Pinocchio gave a supper to all the ministers, a splendid supper which +lasted till late that night. A blazing fire protected the court against the +attacks of wild animals and the cold of the night.</P> +<P> The ministers retired about midnight. Pinocchio, left +alone, began to walk up and down in his tent, with his hands behind him and his +head lowered. He had seen at school a picture of the great Napoleon in the same +attitude.</P> +<P> He thought of his stay in Africa, and of the strange things +which had befallen him. He thought of the treasures he had not yet found. While +pondering on all these things he approached the entrance of the tent, and in the +faint light of the dying fire, he saw a group of men huddled together. Drawing +nearer, he heard them talking.</P> +<P> "If things go well, as I hope they will, we shall gather +many presents," the prime minister was saying. "It cannot be denied that he is +attractive, and I am sure that all our people will vie with each other in making +gifts. Therefore, I entreat you to be patient. When the visit is ended we will +share what has been gathered."</P> +<P> After a long silence, interrupted only by the roar of a +lion prowling about, the prime minister continued: "As for him, we will dispatch +him in the quickest way. If he were not of wood," he added in a deep voice, "he +would be good roasted, but - "</P> +<P> Then some one threw an armful of branches on the fire. The +flames lit up the tent, but Pinocchio saw and heard no more, for he had vanished +out of sight.</P> +<P> At dawn, notices were sent throughout the whole country +that the emperor had disappeared, and that there was no trace of him to be +found!The confusion was terrible. The people everywhere were aroused, charges +were brought against the government. The matter became so serious that the +ministers were forced to flee.</P> +<P> Among those who escaped was the prime minister. He went +into the forests determined to find the emperor. Having strong legs and a keen +nose, he was well fitted to track any kind of animal, including a +marionette.</P> +<P> In fact, after many hours of hard work, he beheld the +emperor scampering away from a herd of wild beasts. They evidently wanted to +make a meal of him. The court gentleman knew that these animals would soon give +up the chase, and was content to follow at a distance. After a while daylight +drove the beasts away, and the poor, tired emperor threw himself flat upon the +ground to regain his breath. Scarcely had he done so when a roaring more +terrible than that of wild beasts caused him to spring to his feet in the vain +hope of making his escape.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter041></A> +<H3>Pinocchio Is Placed In A Cage</H3> +<P> ALAS! there was the prime minister. He had caught hold of +the marionette and tied a rope around his neck.</P> +<P> It would be impossible to describe the wrath of the poor +emperor. He wanted to say a few things and to do even more, but the cruel +minister struck him with a whip.</P> +<P> This kind of argument convinced the emperor that it was +best to remain quiet.</P> +<P> "That is how I like to see you," said the minister, pushing +Pinocchio forward, and holding him by the rope as the farmers do their donkeys +on returning from market.</P> +<P> Thus they walked a great distance, until they came to the +top of a hill from which could be seen a large tract of country covered with +huts. The minister turned toward Pinocchio and spoke as follows: "My dear +emperor, we must decide upon some plan of action, if we do not wish to starve. +You see to what a miserable state we are reduced. We have no money, nor have we +any food; in short, if we do not earn something before night, we shall not only +be compelled to sleep in the open, but we shall go to bed supperless. If you +were not made of wood, things would not be so hopeless, because I could eat you +up and you would last some time. But since this is impossible, I have resolved +to carry you around the village and place you on exhibition before the public. +You will make money, do you understand? Now be good enough to give me your aid. +Help me to put together a cage from the bark of these trees. We shall make +money, much money!" And the minister rubbed his hands gleefully.</P> +<P> The marionette did not share in his joy. In fact, he was on +the point of showering bitter reproaches upon this unfaithful servant, who was +now going to exhibit him in the public squares, but he decided to wait for a +better opportunity. Accordingly, he began to strip the bark from the trees +without making any objection.</P> +<P> When the cage was completed, the minister turned to the +marionette and said: "Enter. From now on, there shall be no more talk of +emperor. I am your master, and you are my faithful slave. Forward, march!"</P> +<P> The command had been given in a way which made its +repetition unnecessary, and Pinocchio knew that he must obey.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter042></A> +<H3>Pinocchio Performs For The Public</H3> +<P> WITH the cage on his head the ex-minister walked into the +village, whistling as he went to attract the attention of the people.</P> +<P> "P-r-r-p, p-r-r-p, p-r-r-p!"</P> +<P> It was a holiday, and the people flocked around him. +Everybody wanted to see, everybody wanted to admire the rare animal in the cage. +Shouts of wonder burst forth on all sides.</P> +<P> It is easy to fancy how Pinocchio felt! He longed to be a +cricket, or a mouse, so that he might hide in some hole. How he wished that he +were a butterfly or a bird and could fly to his home!</P> +<P> He stood there, huddled up in one corner of the cage, +trying to present as little of his body as possible to the eager eyes of the +crowd. He prayed for aid with all his heart. It was useless. The cruel master +saw that the square was filled with people, eager to look at the marionette. He +opened the cage, and when Pinocchio stepped out he made him run around in +circles like a monkey.</P> +<P> Then the minister addressed the people:</P> +<P> "Africans of Africa! What you see here is not, as you +believe, an animal; at least, it is not a wild animal. It is a boy. He is like +many other boys that are to be found in certain parts of the earth. How he +happened to fall into my hands would be too long a story. When I tell you about +his habits and his mode of living, you will be able to judge for yourselves how +strange a creature he is. Just think, on arising in the morning, he wants to +wash his face, neck, and hands, and with what? Water!"</P> +<P> At these words, a murmur of surprise arose from the +spectators, and some of the people laughed outright.</P> +<P> "That is not all," he continued. "When he has washed +himself, he passes through his hair an object, made of bone, that has long, +pointed teeth. Do you understand his purpose?"</P> +<P> The mothers looked at one another, and some of them touched +the woolly hair of their children, glad that their little ones did not have to +undergo such hardships.</P> +<P> "Nor is that all. You must know that when he wishes to blow +his nose, he takes from his pocket a piece of linen, called a handkerchief, and +blows his nose upon that."</P> +<P> An outburst of laughter greeted these words and completely +drowned the voice of the speaker.</P> +<P> "But there is more, my people! This individual possesses +the ability to eat raw butter, yet his meat must be cooked. He takes porridge +with a spoon and caries it to his mouth. He is even stupid enough to cut bread +with a weapon called a knife."</P> +<P> The astonishment was great! When it had subsided a little +there was a rush to the huts. The people came out carrying water, raw meat, and +butter. One brought a chicken, which the minister immediately killed and +cooked.</P> +<P> At the word of command, Pinocchio washed his hands, neck, +and face. This the marionette did willingly, for he felt the need of it. Then +the broiled chicken was given to him. Pinocchio, to the delight of all, cut off +one of the legs with his knife, and having spread it with pieces of butter, +proceeded to eat it with evident relish.</P> +<P> The women then wished to see him comb his hair. Pinocchio, +who had no comb, passed his fingers through his tangled locks, and finally +succeeded in parting them. Then he drew a handkerchief from his pocket and blew +his nose. The children shouted with glee, and even the parents could not help +laughing at the queer things the marionette did.</P> +<HR> +<A name=chapter043></A> +<H3>Pinocchio Breaks The Cage And Makes His Escape</H3> +<P> FOR the next few days the poor Emperor and King of all +African kings was compelled to exhibit himself, and to repeat his performances +before thousands of eyes eager to see his strange accomplishments. He was +compelled from morning till night to hear the insults of the boys and the +laughter of the men. All this made him very miserable.</P> +<P> What annoyed him most was the warning he received not to +refuse to eat whenever food was brought to him. "That is what the monkeys and +the elephants do," said the marionette sorrowfully, recalling what he and his +school companions had seen when they went to the circus.</P> +<P> It is unnecessary to say that he thought of his father, of +his dear Fatina, and of his home. They were constantly in his mind. Slowly, +slowly it dawned upon him that this way of living could no longer be endured, +and finally he was convinced that if he did not soon see his little home, if he +did not soon eat the hard, black crust given him by the loving hands of his +father, if he did not soon drink the water from his own well, he should die of a +broken heart.</P> +<P> "My home, my home!" he cried, the tears rolling down his +cheeks. "Home, my home!" he repeated, no longer thinking of the gold and silver +for which he had come to Africa.</P> +<P> "I want to see my father again." And then he stood erect in +his cage. His head went through the top of it and the side fell apart. Away he +leaped over the heads of the crowd, away like lightning! Out of the village, +across the plains, beyond the hills! Compared with him, the swift south wind +would have seemed no faster than a snail.</P> +<P> He ran and ran and ran. Nor did he make an end of running +until he reached the wide waters of the Mediterranean Sea.</P> +<P> There he stopped. He looked back at Africa, the land of all +his empty dreams; then flinging himself into the water, he said aloud, "I will +return when I have a little more sense."</P> +<P> At that moment a familiar voice shouted to him: "Good +Pinocchio! Hurrah for Pinocchio!"</P><PRE>*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK, PINOCCHIO IN AFRICA *** + +This file should be named pnoca10h.htm or pnoca10h.zip +Corrected EDITIONS of our eBooks get a new NUMBER, pnoca11h.htm +VERSIONS based on separate sources get new LETTER, pnoca10ah.htm + +Project Gutenberg eBooks are often created from several printed +editions, all of which are confirmed as Public Domain in the US +unless a copyright notice is included. Thus, we usually do not +keep eBooks in compliance with any particular paper edition. + +We are now trying to release all our eBooks one year in advance +of the official release dates, leaving time for better editing. +Please be encouraged to tell us about any error or corrections, +even years after the official publication date. + +Please note neither this listing nor its contents are final til +midnight of the last day of the month of any such announcement. +The official release date of all Project Gutenberg eBooks is at +Midnight, Central Time, of the last day of the stated month. A +preliminary version may often be posted for suggestion, comment +and editing by those who wish to do so. + +Most people start at our Web sites at: +<A href="http://gutenberg.net/">http://gutenberg.net/</A> or +<A href="http://promo.net/pg">http://promo.net/pg</A> + +These Web sites include award-winning information about Project +Gutenberg, including how to donate, how to help produce our new +eBooks, and how to subscribe to our email newsletter (free!). + + +Those of you who want to download any eBook before announcement +can get to them as follows, and just download by date. This is +also a good way to get them instantly upon announcement, as the +indexes our cataloguers produce obviously take a while after an +announcement goes out in the Project Gutenberg Newsletter. + +<A href="http://www.ibiblio.org/gutenberg/etext04">http://www.ibiblio.org/gutenberg/etext04</A> or +<A href="ftp://ftp.ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext03">ftp://ftp.ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext03</A> + +Or /etext03, 02, 01, 00, 99, 98, 97, 96, 95, 94, 93, 92, 92, 91 or 90 + +Just search by the first five letters of the filename you want, +as it appears in our Newsletters. + + +Information about Project Gutenberg (one page) + +We produce about two million dollars for each hour we work. The +time it takes us, a rather conservative estimate, is fifty hours +to get any eBook selected, entered, proofread, edited, copyright +searched and analyzed, the copyright letters written, etc. Our +projected audience is one hundred million readers. If the value +per text is nominally estimated at one dollar then we produce $2 +million dollars per hour in 2002 as we release over 100 new text +files per month: 1240 more eBooks in 2001 for a total of 4000+ +We are already on our way to trying for 2000 more eBooks in 2002 +If they reach just 1-2% of the world's population then the total +will reach over half a trillion eBooks given away by year's end. + +The Goal of Project Gutenberg is to Give Away 1 Trillion eBooks! +This is ten thousand titles each to one hundred million readers, +which is only about 4% of the present number of computer users. + +Here is the briefest record of our progress (* means estimated): + +eBooks Year Month + + 1 1971 July + 10 1991 January + 100 1994 January + 1000 1997 August + 1500 1998 October + 2000 1999 December + 2500 2000 December + 3000 2001 November + 4000 2001 October/November + 6000 2002 December* + 9000 2003 November* +10000 2004 January* + + +The Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation has been created +to secure a future for Project Gutenberg into the next millennium. + +We need your donations more than ever! + +As of February, 2002, contributions are being solicited from people +and organizations in: Alabama, Alaska, Arkansas, Connecticut, +Delaware, District of Columbia, Florida, Georgia, Hawaii, Illinois, +Indiana, Iowa, Kansas, Kentucky, Louisiana, Maine, Massachusetts, +Michigan, Mississippi, Missouri, Montana, Nebraska, Nevada, New +Hampshire, New Jersey, New Mexico, New York, North Carolina, Ohio, +Oklahoma, Oregon, Pennsylvania, Rhode Island, South Carolina, South +Dakota, Tennessee, Texas, Utah, Vermont, Virginia, Washington, West +Virginia, Wisconsin, and Wyoming. + +We have filed in all 50 states now, but these are the only ones +that have responded. + +As the requirements for other states are met, additions to this list +will be made and fund raising will begin in the additional states. +Please feel free to ask to check the status of your state. + +In answer to various questions we have received on this: + +We are constantly working on finishing the paperwork to legally +request donations in all 50 states. If your state is not listed and +you would like to know if we have added it since the list you have, +just ask. + +While we cannot solicit donations from people in states where we are +not yet registered, we know of no prohibition against accepting +donations from donors in these states who approach us with an offer to +donate. + +International donations are accepted, but we don't know ANYTHING about +how to make them tax-deductible, or even if they CAN be made +deductible, and don't have the staff to handle it even if there are +ways. + +Donations by check or money order may be sent to: + +Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation +PMB 113 +1739 University Ave. +Oxford, MS 38655-4109 + +Contact us if you want to arrange for a wire transfer or payment +method other than by check or money order. + +The Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation has been approved by +the US Internal Revenue Service as a 501(c)(3) organization with EIN +[Employee Identification Number] 64-622154. Donations are +tax-deductible to the maximum extent permitted by law. As fund-raising +requirements for other states are met, additions to this list will be +made and fund-raising will begin in the additional states. + +We need your donations more than ever! + +You can get up to date donation information online at: + +<A href="http://www.gutenberg.net/donation.html">http://www.gutenberg.net/donation.html</A> + + +*** + +If you can't reach Project Gutenberg, +you can always email directly to: + +Michael S. Hart <hart@pobox.com> + +Prof. Hart will answer or forward your message. + +We would prefer to send you information by email. + + +**The Legal Small Print** + + +(Three Pages) + +***START**THE SMALL PRINT!**FOR PUBLIC DOMAIN EBOOKS**START*** +Why is this "Small Print!" statement here? You know: lawyers. +They tell us you might sue us if there is something wrong with +your copy of this eBook, even if you got it for free from +someone other than us, and even if what's wrong is not our +fault. So, among other things, this "Small Print!" statement +disclaims most of our liability to you. It also tells you how +you may distribute copies of this eBook if you want to. + +*BEFORE!* YOU USE OR READ THIS EBOOK +By using or reading any part of this PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm +eBook, you indicate that you understand, agree to and accept +this "Small Print!" statement. If you do not, you can receive +a refund of the money (if any) you paid for this eBook by +sending a request within 30 days of receiving it to the person +you got it from. If you received this eBook on a physical +medium (such as a disk), you must return it with your request. + +ABOUT PROJECT GUTENBERG-TM EBOOKS +This PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm eBook, like most PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm eBooks, +is a "public domain" work distributed by Professor Michael S. Hart +through the Project Gutenberg Association (the "Project"). +Among other things, this means that no one owns a United States copyright +on or for this work, so the Project (and you!) can copy and +distribute it in the United States without permission and +without paying copyright royalties. Special rules, set forth +below, apply if you wish to copy and distribute this eBook +under the "PROJECT GUTENBERG" trademark. + +Please do not use the "PROJECT GUTENBERG" trademark to market +any commercial products without permission. + +To create these eBooks, the Project expends considerable +efforts to identify, transcribe and proofread public domain +works. Despite these efforts, the Project's eBooks and any +medium they may be on may contain "Defects". Among other +things, Defects may take the form of incomplete, inaccurate or +corrupt data, transcription errors, a copyright or other +intellectual property infringement, a defective or damaged +disk or other eBook medium, a computer virus, or computer +codes that damage or cannot be read by your equipment. + +LIMITED WARRANTY; DISCLAIMER OF DAMAGES +But for the "Right of Replacement or Refund" described below, +[1] Michael Hart and the Foundation (and any other party you may +receive this eBook from as a PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm eBook) disclaims +all liability to you for damages, costs and expenses, including +legal fees, and [2] YOU HAVE NO REMEDIES FOR NEGLIGENCE OR +UNDER STRICT LIABILITY, OR FOR BREACH OF WARRANTY OR CONTRACT, +INCLUDING BUT NOT LIMITED TO INDIRECT, CONSEQUENTIAL, PUNITIVE +OR INCIDENTAL DAMAGES, EVEN IF YOU GIVE NOTICE OF THE +POSSIBILITY OF SUCH DAMAGES. + +If you discover a Defect in this eBook within 90 days of +receiving it, you can receive a refund of the money (if any) +you paid for it by sending an explanatory note within that +time to the person you received it from. If you received it +on a physical medium, you must return it with your note, and +such person may choose to alternatively give you a replacement +copy. If you received it electronically, such person may +choose to alternatively give you a second opportunity to +receive it electronically. + +THIS EBOOK IS OTHERWISE PROVIDED TO YOU "AS-IS". NO OTHER +WARRANTIES OF ANY KIND, EXPRESS OR IMPLIED, ARE MADE TO YOU AS +TO THE EBOOK OR ANY MEDIUM IT MAY BE ON, INCLUDING BUT NOT +LIMITED TO WARRANTIES OF MERCHANTABILITY OR FITNESS FOR A +PARTICULAR PURPOSE. + +Some states do not allow disclaimers of implied warranties or +the exclusion or limitation of consequential damages, so the +above disclaimers and exclusions may not apply to you, and you +may have other legal rights. + +INDEMNITY +You will indemnify and hold Michael Hart, the Foundation, +and its trustees and agents, and any volunteers associated +with the production and distribution of Project Gutenberg-tm +texts harmless, from all liability, cost and expense, including +legal fees, that arise directly or indirectly from any of the +following that you do or cause: [1] distribution of this eBook, +[2] alteration, modification, or addition to the eBook, +or [3] any Defect. + +DISTRIBUTION UNDER "PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm" +You may distribute copies of this eBook electronically, or by +disk, book or any other medium if you either delete this +"Small Print!" and all other references to Project Gutenberg, +or: + +[1] Only give exact copies of it. Among other things, this + requires that you do not remove, alter or modify the + eBook or this "small print!" statement. You may however, + if you wish, distribute this eBook in machine readable + binary, compressed, mark-up, or proprietary form, + including any form resulting from conversion by word + processing or hypertext software, but only so long as + *EITHER*: + + [*] The eBook, when displayed, is clearly readable, and + does *not* contain characters other than those + intended by the author of the work, although tilde + (~), asterisk (*) and underline (_) characters may + be used to convey punctuation intended by the + author, and additional characters may be used to + indicate hypertext links; OR + + [*] The eBook may be readily converted by the reader at + no expense into plain ASCII, EBCDIC or equivalent + form by the program that displays the eBook (as is + the case, for instance, with most word processors); + OR + + [*] You provide, or agree to also provide on request at + no additional cost, fee or expense, a copy of the + eBook in its original plain ASCII form (or in EBCDIC + or other equivalent proprietary form). + +[2] Honor the eBook refund and replacement provisions of this + "Small Print!" statement. + +[3] Pay a trademark license fee to the Foundation of 20% of the + gross profits you derive calculated using the method you + already use to calculate your applicable taxes. If you + don't derive profits, no royalty is due. Royalties are + payable to "Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation" + the 60 days following each date you prepare (or were + legally required to prepare) your annual (or equivalent + periodic) tax return. Please contact us beforehand to + let us know your plans and to work out the details. + +WHAT IF YOU *WANT* TO SEND MONEY EVEN IF YOU DON'T HAVE TO? +Project Gutenberg is dedicated to increasing the number of +public domain and licensed works that can be freely distributed +in machine readable form. + +The Project gratefully accepts contributions of money, time, +public domain materials, or royalty free copyright licenses. +Money should be paid to the: +"Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation." + +If you are interested in contributing scanning equipment or +software or other items, please contact Michael Hart at: +<A href="mailto:hart@pobox.com">hart@pobox.com</A> + +[Portions of this eBook's header and trailer may be reprinted only +when distributed free of all fees. Copyright (C) 2001, 2002 by +Michael S. Hart. Project Gutenberg is a TradeMark and may not be +used in any sales of Project Gutenberg eBooks or other materials be +they hardware or software or any other related product without +express permission.] + +*END THE SMALL PRINT! FOR PUBLIC DOMAIN EBOOKS*Ver.02/11/02*END* + + +</PRE></BODY></HTML> diff --git a/old/pnoca10h.zip b/old/pnoca10h.zip Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..0297330 --- /dev/null +++ b/old/pnoca10h.zip diff --git a/old/pnoca10hw.zip b/old/pnoca10hw.zip Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..67b582a --- /dev/null +++ b/old/pnoca10hw.zip |