IN AFRICAN FOREST AND JUNGLE 



They kept calling again and again, however, for 

 a time ; then at last we heard nothing more. We 

 swung the monkeys over our backs, and had regained 

 the hunting path leading towards our camp, when 1 

 thought I heard a slight noise on a tree. I looked 

 up, thinking a bird had made it, when to my surprise 

 I saw a monkey looking down upon us. He was a 

 nkago, and was following his dead mate, and looking 

 down upon her in deep silence. I could see his 

 human-like eyes watching us. He had wondered 

 why his call had not been answered by her, had left 

 the troop to seek her, and then seen her lifeless form 

 on the back of Rogala. He seemed to know that 

 something was wrong. I would have given a good 

 deal to know his thoughts. 



We continued on our way. The monkey kept 

 following us, watching, peeping down upon us 

 and upon his dead mate. When we stopped, he 

 stopped, his eyes always looking down upon us. I 

 see them still to this day. I was so sorry I had 

 killed his mate. I noticed that he never jumped 

 from one limb of a tree to another, but crept along 

 their trunks and branches, evidently wishing to make 

 no noise to attract attention. He followed us to 

 our camp. I could not tell why, but I did not feel 

 like eating monkey that evening, for I thought I 



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