IN AFRICAN FOREST AND JUNGLE 



sympathized always with Ndova when I thought he 

 felt lonely — for I often felt lonely myself, and longed 

 for friends and those of my kind. 



Finally Ndova went to his cage, and began to eat 

 the nuts, berries, and fruits I had put there for him 

 in the morning. After he had satisfied his appetite 

 he filled his two pouches to their utmost capacity, the 

 skin of his cheeks being drawn quite tight over them. 

 He looked comical enough, with a big lump on each 

 side of his face. 



When he came out of his cage, I tied him to the 

 ring of his pole so that he might go up and down as 

 he pleased. After he reached the top of the pole, 

 he seated himself on the platform and then became 

 thoughtful again. After a while he uttered that pe- 

 culiar sound he always gave when he called for his 

 species, the ndovas. When I saw this, I said to myself: 

 " Yes ; when Ndova has a sad face, it is because he 

 feels lonely. That is the reason he calls for some of 

 his kind to come and keep him company." 



From time to time he called, but no answer came 

 back ; there were no ndovas around, but he was not 

 disheartened and kept calling. Finally an answer 

 came from far off. At this he grew excited, and went 

 up and down his pole several times. 



I hid, so that if the monkeys came into our camp 



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