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and consequently worthless, and her lean carcase 
was quite unfit for food. 
]\Iany of the animals brought down for sale were 
cunningly done up in straw. A living wild-cat 
thus secured could do no mischief, though she 
hashed fire from her glaring, angry eyes. In 
fashion similar a little dead monkey was brought to 
me, its brown face only visible. It resembled one 
of those Egyptian mummy-cases in the British 
Museum, with the face painted on the outside. 
Two men were seen, on one occasion, trotting along 
the shore abreast of the ship, bearing something on 
a pole between them, very much resembling a flayed 
child. Frightful suspicions of cannibalism flitted 
across my mind. They stopped, deposited their 
burden on the beach, and placidly awaited the 
arrival of our party. A near inspection showed me 
that the anthropoid creature was a large monkey 
divested of its skin — trussed in point of fact, and 
ready for the spit. It was kindly offered by our 
Japanese Nimrods to supply our gastronomic neces- 
sities ; for they imagined that all the wild-cats, pigs, 
