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were close to it, and then it would seize a duck 

 and kill it with one bite. This is an appetite it 

 learns in the forest, where it eats little birds and 

 nestlings whenever it can take them. 



Captain Marty, the Swiss who ran a govern- 

 ment launch on Gatun Lake, told me, ''I like 

 monkeys better out of doors. ^ When my Teddy 

 was a baby, I had a monkey. One day I came 

 in and found that the monkey had taken 

 Teddy's bottle away from him and given him 

 a kitchen knife instead. Teddy had the knife 

 in his mouth and the monkey was drinking 

 Teddy's milk." 



Farther up the ravine we found more three- 

 toed tapir tracks. These were fully six inches 

 across. Then we saw large cat tracks which 

 Blanco said were "tigre" tracks and I knew must 

 be those of either jaguar or ocelot. There was 

 a muddy pig wallow by the stream and tracks 

 of the wild pig leading away. They looked like 

 those any barnyard hog might have made. As 

 we turned back to camp, the ear-filling bellow 

 of a black howling monkey came across the 

 gathering jungle twilight, but it was too late to 

 look for him. 



Under a root we caught a glimpse of an arma- 

 dillo resting in his coat of mail. When disturbed 

 he came straight toward us and disappeared down 

 his hillside hole. The natives called the arma- 

 dillo a ''ground hog." 



