VI. 



A KINKAJOU IN A BOARDING SCHOOL. 



A kinkajou whose story was told to me by 

 his mistress was for four days a pet in a girls 

 school in Central America. Although a native 

 of that country, he is rarely seen, because of his 

 habit of making the night his playtime, and the 

 people are rather in awe of him. 



This one used to sleep all day, rolled into 

 a ball in some corner, sometimes even on the 

 window-sill in the schoolroom. When in that 

 position, he might be tumbled all about the floor 

 without waking, or at least without uncoiling. 



For his breakfast, he sat up in a child's little 

 chair and, holding a banana in each hand, took 

 a bite from each in turn till he had enough. 

 Then he simply opened his fingers, and let the 

 fruit drop, and fell to washing his hands with 

 great care. Unlike my pet, he breakfasted be- 

 fore he dressed his fur, but he combed and 

 brushed himself up very nicely afterward. 



The greatest part of his enjoyment consisted 

 in examining the strange things he found about 

 him, and pulling them to pieces to see how they 



