CHAPTER VI. 

 DOHONG, THE ORANG UTAN. 



AMONG all my wild animal friends, 

 Dohong, the Orang Utan in the New 

 York Zoological Park, who died February 

 25th, 1907, was one of my greatest favorites. 

 We had been friends for nearly four years, 

 and our friendship grew firmer as we grew to 

 know one another better. 



It was one of the first opportunities I have 

 had to really study an orang utan carefully 

 and for so long a time, and it was through- 

 out a most interesting one in every way. 



The first time I ever saw Dohong was at a 

 time when he had just had a little spar with 

 Polly, the chimpanzee, who lived in the same 

 cage with him and was his daily companion 

 almost up to the time of his death. They 

 were always good friends but, like the ma- 

 jority of good friends, had their disagree- 



