From
these he made a hearty meal, and the old monkey fairly reveled in
them, for he ate all he possibly could, and then stowed enough in
his cheeks to make a good sized luncheon when he should be hungry
again.
Refreshed very much by his breakfast of fruit, Toby again started
on his journey with renewed vigor, and the world began to look very
bright to him. He had not thought that he might find berries when
the thoughts of starvation came into his mind, and, now that his
hunger was satisfied, he began to believe that he might possibly
be able to live, perhaps for weeks, in the woods solely upon what
he might find growing there.
Shortly after he had breakfast he came upon a brook, which he thought
was the same upon whose banks he had encamped the first night he
spent in the woods, and, pulling off his clothes, he waded into
the deepest part and had a most refreshing bath, although the water
was rather cold.
Not having any towels with which to dry himself, he was obliged
to sit in the sun until the moisture had been dried from his skin
and he could put his clothes on once more. Then he started out on
his walk again, feeling that sooner or later he would come out all
right.
All this time he had been traveling without any guide to tell him
whether he was going straight ahead or around in a circle, and he
now concluded to follow the course of the brook, believing that
that would lead him out of the forest some time.
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