<+> The Voices of the \Yilderness 



A party of these wonderful creatures seems to be in good 

 humour, for their song comes to me in chorus unceasingly, 



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and in rising strength. " Muruh-muruh-muruh-rrrrrrmuh 

 rrrrrrmiih-muruh quoi-quo-quo-quo-rrrr," it sounds, now 

 swelling -strongly out, now gently dying away. These, 

 too, are doomed to death, who now are letting us hear 

 their primitive song, that in our days may so easily be 



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their death-song ; for these monkeys are keenly hunted 

 for the sake of their beautiful fur, and their song often 

 betrays them to the hunter, eager for their spoils. Some 

 poisoned darts, which I find here with points as sharp 

 as needles, and which were once shot with a bad 

 aim at the little monkeys, are evidence enough of this. 



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And again 1 hear the great wood ringing and echoing 



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