DOHONG, THE OKANG UTAN 109 



And this was Dohong. As I watched him 

 that first morning it was difficult to realize 

 that he had been such a little feeble creature. 

 His keeper, James Reilly, showed me two iron 

 staples which he had easily pulled out of the 

 wooden partitions, and which had been used 

 to support his gymnasium apparatus. He 

 could not tell whether this had been done dur- 

 ing the quarrel with Polly or not, but it was 

 undoubtedly Dohong who had done it. 



It turned out that the cause of the quarrel 

 that morning had been a small piece of ba- 

 nana which had in some way been left over 

 from their last meal. Polly decided to have 

 it and Dohong also seemed to have a wish for 

 it. So far Polly still had the banana and, 

 although evidently not hungry enough to eat 

 it, had no intention of giving it up to Dohong. 



So Dohong sat still, keeping his quiet eyes 

 fixed on Polly and the piece of banana. Pres- 

 ently, as though to tantalize him, Polly put 

 the banana down on the floor and seemed to 

 forget all about it— until Dohong in a seem- 

 ingly unconscious manner put one long red 



