St. Paul daily globe., 1888-02-29
WUATwIII. WE no WITH HIM?

WHAT WILL WE DO WITH HIM!
less. They still had their old-time
hauntS about them-and thereby hangs
tale great, strong men with teams OF
horses came somewhere about noon
tide to this bower, where freaks and
curioS had their habitati0n, and took
away that portion of the said freaks
which was not alive. This was done at
the instigation of Mr.. Smith, of Mil
waukee, who holds the lease on the
building and who was simply
moving out the property OF
Messrs. Kohl & Middleton on the
advice of Hon. C. ID. O'Brien. attorney
for Mr.. Smith, and in accord with the
statutes in such case made and pro-
vided. If the monkeys had been dead
they would have been moved, too, and
placed in the great storage room
with the rest OF the attractions,
subject to Messrs. Kohl & Middleton's
orders. But they were not dead, and as
the storage people had some objections
to several crates of live monkeys the
question arose, What shall be done with
the monkeys? The legal knowledge of
Hon. {. ID. O'Brien and the business
Sagacity of others concerned has not
been brought to bear on the question
of what to do with live monkeys when
there is nowhere to put them, and so
they were left just where they were.
They are yet in hand. AS he thought
Of their condition, Hon. C. ID. O'Brien
was moved to pity. ''rhey are objects
of charity" said he, land | would sug-
gest that relief fund be started for
their benefit. Those little fellows are
not used to the beauties of Minnesota
winter out of doors, and they are lone
some. They should be fed oranges and
bananas and treated tenuertYD
IT WAS PITIFUL.
1t was indeed pitiful to watch them.
They have been the observed of ali OBJ
servers; now they are unseen, save by
the janitOr. In other days they swung
to and fro by their tails. and divided
honors with the tattooed woman and
the man with the elastic skin; yeSter-
day they swung to and fro, but the tat
tOoed woman was somewhere else, and
there was no honor to divide with any
body. Even the old patent hens nest
that used to hatch out chickens for the
| amusement of the popnlacc was gone.
| "Get your tickets for the theater
down stairs" was hushed, and the
| only sound that the poor creatures
heard was the groaning OF one old bald
headed monkey, whose mind went back
| to the time when he used to be with all
| organ grinder, who petted him and al
lowed him to sit on his shoulder and rat
tie the chain that bound him. That
was long ago in those halcyon days
when he was not dignified by any ZOO
logical name, but was simply ''de
| monk" and had his own sweet will and
the dagO for master. Since then the
organ grinder had then been singing Il
lOosa de monk" and ':de monk" had
10 - tnIn Do
in cage for the crowd to feed pea
nuts to. Now the crowds were gone
and the big fellows heart was broken.
He had been buteliered TO make Ro-
man holiday, as it were, and the holiday
was over. He sighed for the jungles
where his ancestors hung by their tails
and SHE'D cOcOanutS at each other, and
as he sighed he wept. Nobody. ex-
cept few who came to take away the
freaks, looked at the poor creatures.
They wearied of their own society, and
as they ieaped about, their tails and
fingers beat lonesome tattoo on the
tin lining of their cage, that was like
the rattle of dead branches of the trees
on the roofs of deserted village. Woe,
unSpeakable and awful, brooded about
the place.
The ianitor came and looked at them
at early twilight. He hao in his hand
copy of one of Darwin's' works. with
which he had been passing away the
time. He spoke few words of COM
fort, but they would not be comforted,
and when the big chimpanZae caught
sight of the book he walled like a
human being and tore his hair in frenzy.
His heart was broken at his disgrace,
and the air was rent with his cries far
into the night.