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few weeks the skin came off, the black with it, and 

 now I have practically no marks left. 



The other misfortune to which I refer was the 

 death of our little Kalowatt, the ape whom we loved 

 like a child. It happened when we went down to 

 Nairobi to meet the Eastman-Pomeroy party. 



No one ever had a nicer pet than this little ape, 

 which was just a ball of fluff, little larger than a 

 man's fist. She was more intelligent than any 

 other animal I have ever seen. She was affectionate, 

 and loved everybody that knew her. She had 

 travelled all over the world with us and was the only 

 animal that I have seen that could laugh. Once I 

 had been offered two thousand dollars for her; but I 

 would not have taken two million. 



I was in the Norfolk Hotel at Nairobi and had just 

 gone out into the lobby to talk with Philip Percival 

 who was also waiting the Eastman party to act as 

 big game hunter. While sitting there I suddenly 

 saw Osa running towards me. 



"Kalowatt has got out of our room and is on the 

 roof!" she exclaimed. 



Now Kalowatt as a rule would obey our commands. 

 But I suppose she had been cramped up in our room 

 so long that she welcomed the opportunity to stretch 

 her legs. 



As I was busy, I didn't go out, but let Osa see what 

 she could do to overtake the little rascal. Kalowatt 



