Jinny. The Taming of a Bad Monkey 
the catalogues of dealers, there is little doubt that 
she was the head-keeper’s favorite. It was not 
wholly because of his own triumph in converting 
her from an outlaw into the “most lovable Monkey 
he ever knew,” but because back of her bright 
dark eyes there really seemed to be a personality 
almost human; keenly alert, deeply affectionate, 
and Bonamy’s morning walk to the office took 
him invariably now to call first on Jinny. 
One morning he was late in arriving. There 
was a crowd of visitors around the cage as he went 
by. Every few minutes a small outburst of ap- 
plause or laughter showed that some of the animals 
there were making hits with the audience, and 
he was not surprised to catch a glimpse of Jinny 
busy at her usual antics. He had indeed guessed 
that it was her crowd, for she had more drolleries 
than all the rest put together. She used to walk 
a tight rope after chalking her feet with a piece 
of chalk given her at first in play, but she was 
taught to use it, and later learned to chalk the 
end of her nose at the same time, to the joy of the 
multitude. Her other specialty was to stand on 
her head near the front bars, catch hold high up 
with her hind feet, then swing herself up bodily 
sidewise till her front feet had hold far above her 
hind ones; then repeat the movement till she had 
