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anyone, and at once bit a hole in Mr. 

 Stephenson's mosquito boot. 



We put a collar on her and tied her 

 to the tent pole. She looked us right in 

 the eye and told us what she would do 

 to us if we should come within reach. 

 Not that she made any sound. She 

 did her talking by making faces at us 

 and by dashing at us as she ran the 

 length of her string. And she pursed 

 her lips. I never saw another monkey 

 do that. Later she would often do it 

 when she kissed the companion monkey 

 we had for her, or when anything 

 pleased her very much, or after she and 

 I became good chums and she hugged 

 me in human fashion, opening her 

 mouth in a funny little way to express 

 her feeling. 



She was so pretty and saucy that 

 when we left the Tana Eiver camp three 

 or four days later, we decided to take 

 her along with us. She rode on top of 

 a porter's load. When we got into a 

 new camp that night, she was so tired 

 and hungry that she jumped on to my 

 lap — her first acceptance of friendship 

 — and sat there and ate a banana. I 

 was a little afraid of her, but her teeth 

 were so small then that she could not 

 have injured me if she had attempted 

 to bite.i After a while I began to brush 

 her hair tentatively. She made a face 

 at me; then she decided she rather 

 liked the brushing— and after that she 

 expected it every day. 



From this camp we went up into 

 the foothills of Mount Kenia after ele- 

 phants. We did not pay much atten- 

 tion to J. T." during the first part of 

 the trip, but she gradually impressed 

 herself upon us. Monkeys seem to have 

 individuality and I think it was J. T.'s 

 personality which finally attracted us: 

 she was so intelligent and so thoroughly 

 able to take her own part. 



We were all busy at camp, however, 



^ When their fangs begin to get long, these mon- 

 keys can give a very nasty bite. The teeth of the 

 monkeys have a cutting edge like a saw, and mon- 

 keys of this species fight a good deal among them- 

 selves and even in play will bite each other. 



and left her alone with the black boys 

 a good deal. At first I used to tie her 

 to the tent pole, but she acted so afraid 

 I made a little house for her; still she 

 seemed terrified to death and would 

 go up on the table and not sit on the 

 floor. She slept on the table at night 

 and sounds outside the tent seemed to 

 terrify her. I soon remembered that 

 she was used to living high in the trees, 

 beyond reach of leopards and the many 

 other ground-prowling enemies of her 

 race. J. T. had no considerable general- 

 ized sense of fear ; she was particularly 

 courageous, and later, when she came to 

 depend on my friendliness, from the 

 vantage place of my lap she was afraid 

 of nothing, and would defy anybody. 

 She had definite fears, however, a few 

 instinctive and others which developed 

 from particular experiences. 



Her instinctive fear was always very 

 great during a thunderstorm. She 

 would get under my raincoat, hold it 

 tight together so that she could not see 

 the lightning, and not come out until 

 the storm was over. The storms in 

 British East Africa are appalling in 

 their intensity. Sometimes they come 

 up so quickly that you can hear the 

 rain long before you can see it. Par- 

 ticularly in the forest a wall of spray 

 like that of Niagara would come up 

 over the tree tops with a roar so loud 

 that we would have to shout to each 

 other and then could barely hear a voice 

 above the storm. Such a storm would 

 sweep everything before it, and if it 

 came in the night the porters would 

 rush to our tent and hang on to the 

 tent ropes and see that the big trench 

 dug around the tent to carry off the 

 water had not filled up with debris 

 washed or blown into it. I often won- 

 dered what the little wild monkeys did 

 in such a storm. In the Uganda forest, 

 for instance, there are so many dead 

 trees and dead branches that the danger 

 for the forest animals during storms 

 must be very great. 



When we went back to Nairobi, J. T. 



