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ALMOST HUMAN 
SMALL MONKEYS 
A HYMN OF HATE. 
Several Capuchin monkeys were brought to the gardens some years 
ago by sailors from a vessel trading between Melbourne and India. One 
of the little fellows had 
a leather collar about his 
neck. A chain had been 
attached to it, by which 
he had evidently been 
led about by a former 
owner. After he had 
been at the gardens 
awhile it was noticed 
that this collar was be- 
coming rather tight for 
him, and so directions 
were given for its re- 
moval. It was easier 
said than done. The 
keeper who tried to 
carry out the instruc- 
tions found that he had 
hold of the most savage 
little beast he had ever 
handled. The creature 
spat and scratched and 
bit and squirmed so 
vigorously that it was 
quite hopeless to attempt 
to get hold of the collar, 
let alone remove it. They 
soon found that he re- 
garded it as a treasured 
ornament, and was not 
going to be deprived 
of it if he could prevent the outrage. He would die from it, but he 
would not live without it unless under compulsion. Mr. Wilkie came 
Doing his daily hate. 
