ANGER. 
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At Anger, on the mainland of Java, where we 
landed on one occasion, we strolled under the shade 
of the cocoa palms which stretch along the level 
sandy shore, and Avatched the artful manners of 
the sand-crab, which has some very amusing tricks. 
Near the village we loitered about the great banyan 
tree, under the shade of whose many-drooping 
branches and Avide-spread foliage cluster the indo- 
lent Javanese, in their loose sarongs and bamboo 
hats, offering for sale their multifarious Avares. 
Squatting on the ground sat a hideous baboon, 
complacently munching a banana, at the same time 
keenly Avatching, AAdth little tAAunkling eyes (the 
expression of Avhich Avas very mischievous), every 
movement of those around him. Pensive and 
subdued, hugging his knees with his slender hands, 
I obserA^ed a long-armed ape, AA^hile several smaller 
monkeys, grinning, chattering, and shoAving theii* 
teeth at all Avho approached them, Avere quarrelling 
among themselves, or stealing everything they 
could lay their hands on. Lories, love-birds, large 
black and broAvn squirrels, and Java-sparroAVS Avere 
