136 TfTE MONKEYFOLK OF SOUTH AFRICA 



in a poisonous drug you people call alcohol, which makes 

 you imagine you see things which do not really exist, and 

 which makes you do and say things you are ashamed of 

 afterwards. 



THE TERROR OF THE NEIGHBOURHOOD 



The fame of our white friend soon spread far and wide. 

 The natiyes, half-castes and others, who prowled around 

 our hunting-grounds caught glimpses of the ghost, which, 

 according to their distorted imaginations, took on all kinds 

 of shapes. Anpyay we were delighted, for these coloured 

 folk were a nuisance to us, for their masters were always 

 putting them up to lading traps for us. WTien the rumour 

 went the rounds that a ghost inhabited the forest they 

 vanished, and no power on earth would make them return. 



There was one gentleman who knew what the ghost 

 really was, but he lay low and said nothing, as these pro- 

 miscuous coloured folk had been a pest and a nuisance to 

 him, for a great many of them haye instincts akin to us. We 

 don't recognise the right to private property. We are 

 true Sociahsts. So are they, and they put their doctrines 

 into practice, and help themselves to what the farmers call 

 their private property. 



THE GHOST WAS CAPTURED 



The fame of that ghost monkey spread afar. It got 

 to the ears of the man at the Port Ehzabeth Museum. 

 He managed to persuade the owner of the estate where our 

 tribe Hved to try and capture the ghost. After tr}-ing 

 all kinds of dodges he rigged up a clever trap, and the ghost 

 was caught and sent in to the museum. They kept him 

 in a cage there for about a year. Thousands of people 

 went to see him. Ever}-body in Port Ehzabeth went 



