THE MARMOSET. 



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It was an ample seat for him, and a droll figure 

 he made perched up there. 



Then a common lead-pencil was held out for 

 him to perch on. He readily accepted it, and 

 used it for various gymnastics. He hung from 

 it, head down, turned somersets on it, and 

 " skinned the cat " (his master said). Then 

 Eavenini was invited to join him on the pencil, 

 and they together performed the oddest and 

 funniest feats one can imagine. 



The marmosets refused to live in a big cage 

 which was bought for them, and of course the 

 freedom in a large house, of creatures so small 

 and so curious, made great care of doors and 

 windows necessary. If one were open three 

 minutes the little rogues would slip out and start 

 on a tour of the house. 



One day their master came into the room 

 where they were kept, and found the door open. 

 The marmosets were gone ! He looked in their 

 shawl, on the sofa, behind the picture frames, 

 on top of the cornices : no monkeys to be found. 

 He then called for help, and the house was 

 searched from cellar to attic, — no small under- 

 taking when one remembers that one of them 

 could hide in a teacup. 



Still no little beasties to be found, and that 

 house went into mourning. After an hour or two 

 the house mother came home, and removing her 



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