THE SPEECH OF MONKEYS. 69 



nized me as I entered the door. About this time 

 there came to Washington a little girl who was 

 deaf, dumb, and blind. She was accompanied 

 by her teacher, who acted as her interpreter. 

 One of the greatest desires of this little girl's life 

 was to see a live monkey — that is, to see it with 

 her fingers. The dealer who owned the monkey 

 sent for me to come down and show it to her, as 

 I could handle the monkey for her. I took Nel- 

 lie from the cage, and when any one except my- 

 self would put hands upon her she would growl 

 and scold and show her temper; and when the 

 little blind girl first attempted to put her hands 

 on her, Nellie did not like it at all. I stroked the 

 child's hair and cheeks with my own hand first, 

 and then with Nellie's. She looked up at me in 

 an inquiring manner, and uttered one of those 

 soft, flute-like sounds a few times, and then be- 

 gan to pull at the cheeks and ears of the child. 

 Within a few moments they were like old friends 

 and playmates, and for nearly an hour they 

 afforded each other great pleasure, at the end of 

 which time they separated with reluctance. The 

 little simian acted as if she was conscious of 

 the sad affliction of the child, but seemed at per- 

 fect ease with her, although she would decline 



