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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. 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