106 TRAPPING WILD ANIMALS 
Europe and took charge of the affairs of my animal 
house in Orchard Road. When it was time to go 
to the steamer, my Chinese coolie boy carried me. 
He is the only Chinese I have ever seen cry; the 
tears rolled down his cheeks as he carried me up the 
gangplank and to my cabin, for he thought that he 
should never see me again. I rather thought so 
myself, but I figured that if they didn’t drop me 
into the Red Sea, which is the last resting-place of 
so many people who have stayed too long in the 
tropics, I should recover and live to return. 
Ali and the coolie waited faithfully for me during 
the next year, while I traveled in Europe and 
‘America, recuperating and gathering new commis- 
sions for animals. And, when I came back, they, 
were on the dock to welcome me: 
Though my health was much improved by the 
woyage I did not feel able to resume the active busi- 
ness of collecting, and so I concentrated my efforts 
upon my animal house and made it the largest place 
of its kind. I had a monopoly of the business, 
Mahommed Ariff, who had a large number of 
native collectors working for him, did much of his 
dealing through me, and I had no difficulty in dis- 
posing of all the animals brought in from the jun- 
gles by our various agents. My largest market was 
Australia, where I could sell the animals f. o. b, 
Singapore without any of the risk of transportation. 
Also, I made shipments to Hagenbeck, of Germany, 
and Cross, of Liverpool. Because of the high 
