THE CHIMPANZEE. 



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" Look out, there ! " warned the keeper. 



"Oh, Mr. Crowley knows me," was hardly 

 out of his mouth in response, before Mr. Crow- 

 ley fastened his fingers upon the lapels of his 

 coat, one each side, and gave them such a jerk 

 that the man was dashed violently against the 

 bars, and the coat split down the back like so 

 much paper. 



This animal proved so attractive to the public 

 that the Park Commissioners thought they would 

 provide him with a playmate. An order for a 

 young female chimpanzee was therefore sent out, 

 and after two years of waiting a promising per- 

 sonage named Kitty was brought to New York. 

 The baby, for she was but an infant, being 

 two years old and about half the size of Crow- 

 ley, was very pretty, — for an ape, — and a 

 charmingly amiable and frolicsome little crea- 

 ture. Not possessed by the mania of tearing 

 everything to bits, she could be trusted with a 

 hammock, in which she played all sorts of amus- 

 ing pranks, and a red shawl, the delight of her 

 heart. She was introduced to Mr. Crowley by 

 placing her in the next cage to his, separated by 

 a close partition, in one part of which were nar- 

 row openings, hardly more than cracks, through 

 which he could see and hear, but not touch. 



His reception of her was not very gallant. 

 He went mad with rage ; he ached to tear her to 



