THE SPIDER MONKEY. 



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a doctor and tried to make her swallow his 

 prescription, but she got no better, and would 

 eat nothing except a little she would sometimes 

 take from my lips. 



The voyage was a delightful thing for Gila. 

 I kept her out of the cage, and she was the pet 

 of the passengers. She was well supplied with 

 dainties, and, above all, was never alone, — a 

 thing she hated more than anything. 



When we reached New York bay, no seasick 

 traveller was ever more glad to see land than 

 Gila. She was as interested as anybody to see 

 the strange people and things. As we drew near 

 the pier, I noticed that the people on shore 

 laughed and pointed, and I found that Gila had 

 climbed to a port-hole, and seated herself where 

 her bright eager eyes could take in all the sights. 



But now we must land, and now, alas ! came 

 the prison again. The noise and confusion 

 had already driven the other monkeys nearly 

 wild with fright ; and when I opened the door 

 to force my unwilling pet in, another got out. 

 Gila clung to me, and between them a new 

 bonnet I wore was torn to rags, as well as the 

 hats of two men who were trying to help me. 

 Finally all were secured, and, feeling that I 

 looked as if I had been in a fight, and heartily 

 wishing the troublesome monkeys were back in 

 their native forest, I paid for the two hats, and 



