BOOK OF NA TURAL HISTOR Y. 41 
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THE MONKEY. 
Ah ! how I pity those poor 
little monkeys we sometimes 
see in the streets, dressed up in 
dirty red clothes, and made to 
dance or play tricks for the 
amusement of idle people ! 
How frightened they look when 
their master speaks to them 
harshly, or when he lifts his 
whip at them. I fear they are 
not often treated kindly; in- 
deed, it must be very cruel to 
take them out at all into the 
cold, wet streets, as we some- 
