A SCHOOL OF MONKEYS 



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Presently a rustle of the leaves is heard, and a porcu- 

 pine comes waddling into view. He pokes his nose about 

 in search of food, but he has not yet discovered my pres- 

 ence. He comes closer. The scent or sight of me startles 

 him, and away he goes. Now a civet comes stealing through 

 the bush, till he observes me and hastily departs. 



After an hour of patient waiting the sound of clashing 

 boughs is heard. A few minutes later is seen a school of 

 monkeys, led by a solemn-looking old pilot, who doubtless 



A Peep at My Cage 



knows every palm tree that bears nuts within many miles 

 around. They are now coming to inspect my cage and 

 see what new thing this is set up in monkeydom. 



As they draw nearer they become more cautious. They 



