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taken the child, it was given back to its mamma. 

 Such a performance among animals is very 

 extraordinary. 



Another one that was in a menagerie in Paris 

 was in a cage alone with its mamma, and when 

 about eight days old papa was allowed to go in 

 to make a call. He embraced mamma and the 

 baby, and then sat down by her and took the 

 little one in his arms. Pretty soon the rest of 

 the baboon family were introduced to the inter- 

 esting cage, to call on the infant, which they 

 had been wild to do. 



Each one wanted to take it, of course, but 

 this mother was not so obliging, or so trusting, 

 perhaps. She would not let any one touch it, 

 and if urged she gave the teaser a slap. They 

 all sat around her and moved their lips as 

 though talking. 



The baboon baby has probably a better time 

 out of a menagerie. He sleeps in a den in 

 the rocks, rides on his mother's back, and eats 

 berries and fruit and roots, besides insects. 

 Nothing is funnier than to see a party of these 

 wild youngsters at play. They are specially 

 fond of sliding down hill. They select a nice, 

 grassy place, and down they go, sliding and 

 rolling over and over like great balls of fur, 

 chattering and carrying on like a party of 

 children. They run about on all-fours on the 



