100 FOUR-HANDED FOLK. 



The two were nearly the same size, but one 

 had shining white ear-tufts each side of his black 

 face, while the other had a full head of long 

 black hair hanging down on his shoulders, mak- 

 ing him look like an old withered-up Indian. 

 For my own convenience, I named them Black- 

 head and Whitehead. 



They were not always in a frolic. I sometimes 

 saw the two sit close together, side by side, on 

 a perch, for an hour together; not moving, and 

 looking almost as if they were " stuffed," with 

 two long tails hanging motionless below. 



I don't believe my neighbor who owned these 

 little fellows had half so much pleasure with 

 them as I had. 



All through one summer the marmosets lived 

 in the cage on the back piazza, and during the 

 winter that followed I used to see them occasion- 

 ally through a window. But the next spring, 

 when the weather got warm and the cage again 

 appeared out of doors, a great change came to 

 them : their cage door was set open for them 

 to go in and out as they chose. At first they 

 were very shy of the big world, — venturing 

 out cautiously, and contenting themselves with 

 climbing over the vines that shaded their 

 piazza. But before long they extended their 

 rambles into the yard, and finally reached the 

 back fence, that highway through the block, 



