1 70 DAN BEARD'S ANIMAL BOOK 



When I met Nannie in the Selkirk Mountains 

 she had grown to be a 



BIG FLUFFY KID 



and though extremely bashful was quick to form a 

 friendship for those who treated her kindly. In 

 fact she became so very friendly that when I would 

 seat myself on the grass near by to make sketches, 

 my model would proceed to climb up my back to 

 a perch on my shoulders, there she would push off 

 my hat to lick the bald spot on my head, a scandal- 

 ous thing for an artist's model to do, but it greatly 

 amused Hasler and Bohrn, the Swiss guides. 

 These two men came to New York in October, 

 1901, and brought with them poor little Nannie, 

 the Rocky Mountain goat and sold her to the 

 Philadelphia Zoological Society, I believe, where 

 she probably died, for it is a tough goat that can 

 live long in a zoological garden. 



