THE SPIDER MONKEY. 139 



At one time I received a copy of a newspaper 

 which had a good cut of a chimpanzee. I held 

 it up to show her, curious to see if she would 

 recognize it as a fellow-monkey. I was really 

 startled to see how quickly she was affected. 

 At first she merely glanced at it in a curious 

 way, but in an instant she was greatly inter- 

 ested. She came down from the bar to examine 

 it closely. After looking some time she actually 

 put her hand behind it to grasp the creature, as 

 I had seen her do to her own reflection in a 

 mirror. It was plain to me that she recognized 

 one of her kind. 



When I had owned this monkey eighteen 

 months, I prepared to go to my home in New 

 England. Of course I could not think of leav- 

 ing my pet, and I resolved to provide her with 

 companions, lest she be too lonely. I collected 

 five of her species, though one proved to be so 

 homesick I had not the heart to take it from 

 its friends. It moped and refused to eat, but 

 watched the door from morning to night, look- 

 ing earnestly at every one who entered, and so 

 evidently longing for its friends that I feared it 

 would die, so I sent it home. 



