The Paradise of Monkeys Pag 
of nature. From this retreat I have watched the monkeys hour after hour, and in the 
course of time got them so that they had but little fear of my presence. In view of 
the friendly terms thus made I should have felt that it was criminal to betray the 
confidence of those free and happy creatures, and really I felt a sense of gratitude 
to them for the privilege of sharing the beauties and bounties of thew pavadise. 
In passing by canoe along the rivers it is not rare to see, sitting im the crotch 
of a palm, or perched upon the arch of its strong leaf, a saucy little imp eatmg 
palm nuts. As the canoe comes near him he turns his bright eyes upon it as 
if to inquire the nature and purpose of the visitor. Sometimes he holds the nut 
aloft and utters a sound as though inviting you to join him. At other times he 
drops the nut and gets behind a leaf or something that will hide him, and from 
there watches your movements. Often you see his shaggy little head just above the 
leaf and his brown eyes catching everything in sight. When you have passed him, 
