THE SPEECH OF MONKEYS. 3 1 



talk into it just like a good little boy who knew 

 what to do and how to do it. He would some- 

 times laugh, and always chatter to me as long as 

 he could see me. He would sit on my hand and 

 kiss my cheeks, put his mouth up to my ear and 

 chatter just as though he knew what my ears 

 were for. He was quite fond of the head-keeper 

 and also of the director ; but he entertained a 

 great dislike for one of the assistant keepers, and 

 he has often told me some very bad things about 

 that man, though I could not understand what he 

 said. I shall long remember how this dear little 

 monkey would cuddle up under my chin and try so 

 hard to make me understand some sad story which 

 seemed lo be the burden of his life. He readily 

 understood the sounds of his own speech which 

 I repeated to him, and I have made some of the 

 best records of his voice that I have ever suc- 

 ceeded in making of any monkey, some of which 

 I have preserved up to this time. They present 

 a wide range of sounds, and I have studied them 

 with special care and pleasure, because I knew 

 that they were addressed to me in person ; and 

 being aware that the little creature was uttering 

 these sounds to me with the hope that I would 

 understand them, I was more anxious to learn just 



