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very intelligent and affectionate, and my special pet, would often cuddle 

 up close to me, and if I did not voluntarily put my arm about him, he 

 would take hold of my arm and fold it about his shoulders or waist. 



When Joe was only a baby, he fell into the habit of pulling my hand 

 to his mouth and biting- my fingers, while I was talking to the people 

 about him. He was only playing and did not intend to Inirt me; but 

 often, in his efforts to get my hand to his face and in snapping at my 

 fingers, he would bite harder than he intended. Then, too, it was tire- 

 some to have him pulling on me when I was trying to talk. One morn- 

 ing I got tired of his pulling and biting. I was carrying a small stick 

 and gave him a light tap on the bare arm. He stopped instantly, lifted 

 his pretty brown eyes to mine with an expression of pained surprise and 

 incredulity upon his face, as if he could not believe I would hit him. 

 After looking at me thus intently for fully half a minute, he put up hi.-i 

 hands, folded his little black arms about my neck, and hugged me, three 

 times, before he would let me go. This display of wounded feeling and 

 tender affection almost brought tears to my eyes. 



The chimpanzee is also affectionate towards members of his ov/n 

 species and towards other animals, especially his nearest relatives, the 

 simians. Recently we had three chimpanzees in our collection, Mike and 

 Joe, already mentioned, and Jerry, a baby about thirteen months old. 

 Joe and Mike were both devoted to the baby and were always ready to 

 fight for him. Mike usually mothered the little fellow, keeping him 

 under his especial care, and was jealous of Joe. One morning Joe ap- 

 propriated the baby and sat on the floor holding him on his lap, much 

 the same way that a very small boy holds his very big baby brother. 

 Mike wanted the baby and insisted upon having him. The two almost 

 came to blows (or bites) over the youngster. Mike was itching for a 

 fight but knew that sure and condign punishment awaited him if he 

 hurt his smaller companion. First, he took a handkerchief and tried to 

 strike Joe with it, much in the spirit of the young man who wanted 

 to fight, but was afraid, and exclaimed, "I'm so mad at you I could 

 chew paper." Then he doubled up his fist and commenced a fusillade 

 of very light taps, delivered in very rapid succession about the neck 

 and shoulders of his rival, just to show him what he would like to do, 

 if he dared. 



