THE SPIDER MONKEY. 149 



night, she whisked into the first bedroom she 

 came to, over the low slat-door common in that 

 hot climate, and in a few minutes somebody 

 awoke to find herself exceedingly uncomfortable, 

 with a very warm but very happy monkey be- 

 side her. 



Excepting for her warmth, she was not an 

 unpleasant bedfellow, for she was as dainty in 

 person as the best-bred cat. It must never be 

 forgotten that a monkey, of her family at least, 

 is a different creature, when at home, from the 

 unfortunate menagerie beast with no means and 

 no heart for the niceties of the toilet. My pet 

 received a daily bath and brushing, that kept 

 her long, silky, golden-brown fur like a lady's 

 hair. She could never endure sticky or soiled 

 fingers, as we discovered to our cost when she 

 used our dresses as a napkin, and a bad odor is 

 so intolerable to her whole race, that it is com- 

 monly insisted upon that a monkey will die of 

 one. 



