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youngster baboons out of the corner of an eye. When 

 their cheeks were stuffed as full as they would hold, I 

 pounced down upon one and seized him by the neck. I 

 held him down with my feet, which are just like hands. 

 Then I forced open his mouth and picked out all the nuts, 

 sweets, bits of cake, and other good things. I grabbed 

 another and did likewise, and then the third. I tried this 

 dodge ever so many times, and thought myself immensely 

 clever. 



SENT TO THE ZOO 



I suppose the museum man became disgusted, because 

 one day I was seized and put into a box. Next day I was 

 taken away across the water and put on to what you call 

 a ship. After a long voyage, cramped up in a box and 

 teased by the ship stewards and seamen, I arrived in England, 

 and was taken to the great London Zoo where all kinds 

 of animals are kept. I was put in a big cage along with 

 about a dozen more of our baboonfolk. I soon got used 

 to the place, and there were plenty of titbits for us all, 

 for thousands of humanfolk children come and look at us, 

 and stuff us with food until we cannot eat any more. I 

 am still in the London Zoo, but I am a chronic dyspeptic, 

 and suffer agonies from indigestion, and I no longer enjoy 

 anything I eat. Now, I wish you humanfolk would take 

 a lesson from me, and be careful not to eat too much, and 

 to eat only at regular meal times, and never touch food 

 between times. Then you will grow up healthy and 

 strong, and will live cheerful, happy, and long lives. Good- 

 bye, my friends. I have told my story. 



A LITTLE BOY BABOON'S STORY 



One day away out at Bluecliff, in the eastern province 

 of the Cape Colony, I was romping and rolling on the 



