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swallow substances which no self-respecting chimpanzee would 

 have touched with the tip of his tongue. Instead of noticing the 

 improvements of his gymnasium, he would turn over on his side 

 and stare into the darkest corner of his den for hours together, 

 with the perversity of a fourhanded Schopenhauer, resolved to 

 see only the shady side of things. On extra warm days he be- 

 came restless, running to and fro as if under the impulse of 

 some unsatisfied desire, or watch the playground of his privi- 

 leged neighbors like an orphan boy viewing the forbidden para- 

 dise through the bars of a poorhouse window, and wondering 

 how he came to deserve his sad predicament. At such times the 

 invalid's face, indeed, often assumed an expression more pathet- 

 ically human than anything ever observed in his fits of mimicry ; 

 he looked haggard and contemplative, but his appearance was 

 ascribed to gastric causes some transient indigestion, brought 

 on by his dietetic aberration. Yes, it must be dyspepsia ; it 

 seemed impossible, with such precautions against cold, that he 

 could have contracted a disorder of the lungs. Were not the 

 glass plates fitted tight all around, almost like the walls of an 

 aquarium ? And were they not double ? 



The sick half-brother sighed when sympathetic visitors crowded 

 around his sweatbox ; he evidently guessed their benevolent inten- 

 tions, but some instinct seemed to tell him that his complaint 

 had passed the remediable stage. Once, in October, and again in 

 January, during a spell of bracing, clear cold weather, the flick- 

 ering flame burned a little brighter, but the progress of emacia- 

 tion continued, till the deliquium of the knee-muscles and an 

 almost total loss of appetite marked the beginning of the end. 

 One afternoon Pat astonished his keeper by declining his brandy 

 ration. He sniffed it, but turned away with disgust, looking 

 " life-weary," as a local journalist expressed it, " and anxious to 

 leave a world where a monkey without a tail can not hope to get 

 a fair chance anyhow." 



The next morning those expressive eyes had faded into a blind 

 stare, and the directors of the Zoo invited a number of medical 

 men to attend the autopsy. All sorts of diagnostic theories had 

 been advanced, but the first slit through the pleura set those 

 controversies at rest. " Gentlemen, I was mistaken," said the 

 oJBficiating surgeon ; " I'm no monkey-doctor : Pat Rooney is just 

 a mass of tubercles." 



About the same time when the champion chimpanzee made 

 his debut at Cincinnati, Ohio, a southern railway official brought 

 a pair of Mangaby apes to Old Fort, North Carolina. They had 

 originally been intended as a present to a resident of Asheville, in 

 the adjoining county, but the addressee having intimated his 

 aversion to zoological side shows, the importer sent them to his 



