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unintentionally set in the way proved too much for simian curi- 
osity. She ate of the pigment, and in pitiful agony perished. 
This was dolorous tidings to us, and our temper rose to a spurt 
of indignation. Ah well, our soul contains no green-room secrets, 
so it may as well be confessed: it did make our placid spirits 
rily to see our pet comique go off like a contemptible Doryphora, 
dosed with Paris green. 
Shall not proper names be respected? And were not James 
and John apostles? How then could our learned friend ever 
again speak in meeting after that irreverent pun of calling his 
two monkeys, Jack and Jim, “ the sons of Cebidæ”? But there 
are some things that common folks cannot cope with. Once 
happening in upon our savant friend, we made the acquaintance 
of Jack, who now was alone. As his master said, Jack was 4 
Cebus, and his proper name was Cebus, capucinus; hence he was 
a cousin, so to speak, of our Ateles, as they both belonged to the 
same family, Cebide. I suppose that capucinus would indicate 
' that this Cebus had a monkish head on his shoulders.. Though 
very much more demonstrative, Jack had not the winning ways 
of Marimonda. His accomplishments were in another line. 
While the voice of Ateles was soft and musical, and in general 
her actions were gentle, Jack abounded in guttural gibberings 
and genuine monkey grimace. I had never before seen Jack, nor 
indeed, except the one fact of his remarkable sonship, had I even 
heard of him. When I entered the house he was chattering 1m 
his cage. I approached and said, ‘* Poor Jack!” at the same 
time extending to him both my hands. He took a finger of each 
hand of mine into each of his tiny hands, and as he held me 
thus, he gazed into my eyes as a discerner of spirits might who 
is divining from the tone of voice and the light of the soul-win- 
dows. The query in Jack’s mind was, “ What sort of stuff is this 
new fellow made of?” Mental movements are sometimes mirac- 
ulously quick, and that monkey’s mind was made up like a flash. 
The savant lookéd on in surprise. ‘“* You are the only DBs 
said he, “that Jack has taken a liking to at the first glance. 
Of a sudden my host set up a terrible to-do, as if he would have 
me torn to pieces, crying, “ Go for him, Jack! Go for him l 
But Jack looked perplexed, as he evidently liked me. He still 
held me by a finger of each hand; and it was plain that he 
would rather go for me, than go for me. Again, however, the 
master shouted excitedly, Go for him, Jack! go for him! 
And Jack, in obedience to command, went for me, shaking ™Y 
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