Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1901-07-12

luCeu L he
found one answering to the description
in the manuscript. In order to make
his drawings before the crowd of WIS.,
itors flocked to the menagerie he used
to get up very early in the bright
Spring mornings and go and sit before
the great monkey cage and make
sketches of the little creature.
After time the monkey noticed him
and came to the wires of the cage at
once upon his arrival every morning.
1t reached for a pencil, smelled Of it,
turned it over many times, bit the lead
of at the sharpened end and gravely
gave it back with an air that said, II
am surprised that you do not know
bow to prepare your pencils"
But all the time it seemed to the
artist that the monkey was sad or Ill.
Now, the artist was a tall man and
broad shouldered. His head reached
Tar higher than the heads of most men
We meet. Perhaps that was why every
small, weak thing seemed to know and
ike him. for, you know. large natures
protect the weak.
So he set himself to find out what 1t
was that troubled his little friend. The
keeper was called and questioned.
"Oh, the little gray monk is all
ight!' said the keeper. You're payin
bim good deal of attention, an he
links he's got to make out a case.
Monkeys is awful fakirs, an them little
ray ones is sharper'n most"
So the artist went ON with his work,
md the monkey sat by the wires and
shattered his sad little tale all about
he home he had left in a tall cocoanut
rec and the friends that were like him
|elf.
And the artist answered, Eyes, yes,
Did fellow, it's big shamew And his
heart was very tender toward his little
tray friend.
Then the monkey began to rub its
little hand across its stomach, as If it
yero in pain. The keeper was called
gain.
II tell you, I'm afraid there's some
hing the matter with the little fellow
fter ALL"
The keeper watched the small crea-
ure minute or two but it sat per-
ectly still.
Hes all right" said the keeper
gain. Hes young, an he's CROWN
asst; CROWN pains. mebbe."
When the keeper had gone, the little
donkey came very close to the side of
be cage and chartered very softly and
cached out one little gray arm. The
rtist went up to the cage. The mon.
ey took one of his fingers and with a
reat deal Of looking over its shoulder
nd chattering and twisting about rub
ed the finger up and down over the
ront Of his little gray fur waistcoat.
And what do you think?
The artist found a strong string tied
Chilly about the monkeys middle
he end had been broken off, and the
ur covered it from sight. 1t had beer
ed on when the monkey was little
md. while the poor thing had grown
krger the string had remained the
hme and was cutting into the flesh.
The artist at once took out his knife
nd opened a shining blade. This
frightened the monkey; but, after lit
e, faith In bis big friend helped hin
be brave. ."
The cord was cut and found to have
lade sore all about the waist Of thu
tile one. The artist went at once Il
be attendant, who brought some ONT
tent, and together they took the littl'
pnerer from his cage. But the mon
ey would let no hand but that Of hi
rtist friend touch the wound. so tn,
g man turned surgeon and dressed 1t
Afterward. when the pictures for tn,
pok had all been made and the sor,
ark under his little waistcoat hat
ng been healed, whenever the arts
BANGED to stop before the monks!
lge-even If many people were there
was sure to hear Joyous chatterinl
pd to see a little figure come flying t
le bars and beckon with all its might
Izors Chandler In New York Herald