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many such experiments since. We were 
all just fascinated with how ‘human’ this 
chimp was. She did all the little things 
that human children do — she was so- 
cialized as a human child.” 
In his backyard, Raven built Meshie 
a house that consisted of a box attached 
to the top crossbar of a swing set. The 
box had a sliding door and stood eight 
feet off the ground, as chimpanzees, 
being arboreal, are nervous about sleep- 
ing near or on the ground. Every evening 
Raven stood under the house holding a 
pile of blankets, and Meshie leaned out 
the door and caught them one by one as 
he tossed them up. Inside the house the 
chimp twisted the blankets into a nest, 
and in the morning, upon rising, she 
carefully dropped the blankets one by 
one to the ground. 
Meshie was a habitue of the Museum, 
where she was a model visitor. “She 
would ride around,” Shapiro recalls, “on 
a tricycle through the long fifth-floor 
halls. At lunchtime she would go down 
the elevators and eat with us in the old 
staff dining room. She had perfect man- 
ners and always ate with a knife and 
fork, although she sometimes was a little 
impatient with the waitress. I remember 
one extraordinary incident in particular. 
I was having lunch with Harry and 
Meshie, and after eating Harry got out a 
cigarette and put it in his mouth. He 
turned to Meshie and tossed a book of 
matches in front of her, saying, ‘Meshie, 
light my cigarette.’ Meshie sat there and 
looked at the matchbook. Harry re- 
peated his order in a very strict, firm 
voice. This time Meshie picked up the 
matches, then dropped them in fright. 
Harry again repeated the order, and this 
time Meshie picked up the matches and 
took out a match before dropping them 
in fear. She obviously knew what the 
matches were and was afraid of fire. 
Finally, after Harry insisted several 
more times, Meshie lit his cigarette.” 
Raven made a silent film of Meshie 
that shows the chimp’s daily activities at 
the Raven household. Meshie is seen 
pulling a sled, bouncing on a bed with 
the Raven children, eating with a spoon 
and drinking with a straw, riding a tricy- 
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