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me. The little room is far too hot ; the clothes 

 which they force me to wear, are quite insupport- 

 able ; whilst the food which they give me, is not 

 like that upon which I used to feed, when I was 

 healthy and free in my own native woods. With 

 this we parted : — probably for ever. 



" Should little Jenny cease to live, and should her 

 remains reach Walton Hall, I assured Miss Blight, 

 that I would spare no pains to make her cherished 

 favourite appear, for ages yet to come, as though 

 the cruel hand of death had never laid it low." 



The reader will perhaps be grieved to learn, that, 

 poor Jenny's death was nearer than I had antici- 

 pated. She journeyed on, from place to place, in 

 Mrs. Wombwell's fine menagerie of wild animals, 

 till they reached the town of Warrington, in Lan- 

 cashire. There, without any previous symptoms 

 of decay, Jenny fell sick and breathed her last. 



Miss Blight wrapped her up in linen by way of 

 winding sheet ; put her in a little trunk, and kindly 

 forwarded her to Walton Hall, at the close of 

 February, in the year 1856. 



Here, I will make a pause in my comments on 

 the monkey tribe, whether the individuals of it, 

 be captives on the circumscribed domain of man, 

 or whether they be roving aloft in the never ending 

 forests of the torrid zone. 



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