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ments occasionally. In this instance Polly 

 had decidedly got the best of it — she gen- 

 erally does in most matters— and Dohong, 

 then not much more than a baby, sat in a 

 corner of the cage and glanced furtively at 

 Polly as if to see what she was going to do 

 next. He took not the slightest notice of 

 me, although I tried in every way to at- 

 tract his attention. But at that time I did 

 not care much; I was thinking of his piti- 

 ful little history which Mr. Hornaday, the 

 Director of the Park, had just told me : 



About a year before that time, one dark, 

 miserable night, there arrived at the New 

 York Zoological Park, a mother and infant, 

 two orang utans, who had been brought many 

 thousands of miles at the cost of much trouble, 

 pains, worry, and money. The mother was 

 one of the finest specimens of the orang 

 ever seen in captivity, but particularly wild 

 and savage, fierce, and bitterly angry at her 

 wrongs. Her long, red, hairy arms clasped 

 tightly to her with true motherly instinct a 

 grotesque looking little object, somewhat re- 



