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originated in this belief. It frequently seemed as if similar ideas 
prevailed among a certain part of the visitors, and that class espe- 
cially whose acquaintance with the forms of orthography had not 
reached a familiar stage, seemed to find in the scientific name of 
the animal, Anthropopithecus niger, indications of a relationship to 
the humble man and brother whose ancestors sprang from the 
same soil. 
But at last, in spite of tender care and attention, Eve became 
sick—poor little thing, how she did suffer. Of course she ought 
to have been a good and grateful patient and have known that 
everything done for her was for her ultimate benefit—they always 
do in the animal literature of the day—but she had read little, 
and so was hardly to blame in following out the instincts of her 
nature. She might have been expected to look appealingly into 
the eyes that bent over her, but she did not; she ought to have 
pressed affectionately the hand that cut the hair from off the 
region of her little stomach and gently applied a mustard plaster 
to the affected part, but instead, she bit it savagely ; and to crown 
all, she was so little sensible of the soothing influence of that 
mustard plaster that it took the united efforts of three men to 
keep it in place until its work was done. 
Alas for all the works of fancy ! a long experience of sick and 
suffering animals compels the conclusion that one of the things 
which is beyond the grasp of mind to be found among the lower 
animals, is surgery. ; 
d so Eve passed out from the familiar places of the “Zoo.” 
Her funeral urn stands ranged on a shelf in that universal mau- 
soleum of nature, the Academy of Natural Sciences, and her 
“In Memoriam,” by Professor Chapman, was published in the 
Proceedings of that venerable institution. 
Adam was left alone to mourn, but to his shame be it said that 
although he was inconsolable at first, so long as the dead body 
of his late companion was in sight, he soon got over it, and in 
forty-eight hours not a trace of her seemed to exist in memory, 
excepting that to the day of his death, some months later, he was 
afraid to sleep alone on the floor, where the two had always slept 
together, and with the shades of night he followed out his ances- 
tral habit, climbed as high as he could get towards the roof, and 
there composed himself to peaceful slumbers. 
‘or some time the garden was without any specimen of the 
