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THE STORY OF THE MONKEY. 



of several hours it returned home. Disappointed there it again came to me, 

 and this time its master was there. The Httle creature was overjoyed and 

 ckmg to him as a child would to its mother. 



When at Malwa in Northern India, which is one of the lakes where I 

 spent a day, I was warned that, in passing under a landslip which slopes 

 down to the lake, I should be liable to have stones thrown at me by monkeys. 

 Regarding this as being possibly a traveler's tale, I made a particular point 



MONKEYS STONING MR. SEYMOUR. 



of going tO' the spot in order to see what could havp given rise to it. As I 

 approached the base of the landslip on the north side of the lake, I saw a 

 number of brown monkeys rush to the sides and across the top of the slip, 

 and presently pieces of loosened stone and shale came tumbling down near 

 where I stood. I fully satisfied myself that this was not merely accidental; 

 for I distinctly saw one monkey industriously, with both forepaws, and 

 with obvious malice, pushing the loose shingle oft' a shoulder of rock. I 



