The Halifax Comet. — 1893-04-08 (Halifax, West Yorkshire, England)

THE STORY OP 10010.  Jocaro was a South-American monkey, and, according to what Mr. Frank Buc.kland said, these American monkeys are thrice as intelligent as the Old World monkeys. He knew well enough when the orders were given to take him to bed and move him from his comfortable corner under the fender; for he was • lasy fellow and did not like going to bed early or. getting up before eleven o'clock in the morning. When bed-time arrived, if not immediately secured before he was aware of his coming fate, he would cry like a naughty child. He was off like a bird, and catch him if you could. No ark no inducement, no devices, ever so cunningly used, would induce him to come within arm's length, and it was sometimes half-an-hour's work to get him at all. Jocko, too, had a marvellous propensity for kicking things to pieces and smaslung articles that came in his way. Strange to say, he never tore a useless bit of paper, or broke a common or valueless bit of goods. One day he sneaked out of his cage and had a good morning's work to himself, tearing off the leather and pulling out the liiing of an old arm-chair. He was, after an hour or two, discovered in the act, and taken in custody, to be duly chastised for his mischief. He cried murder when he saw preparations to punish him; but at the same time he held out his hand, firmly closed upon something in it. His pickers and stealers were unclasped, and in the palm of his hand was discovered shall-sovereign, which he had most certainly found and picked out of the chair (an old second-hand one), which probably had been buried in its lining for years. His proffered ransom got him off his punishment, but his investigations into the structure of watches, books, ink and cruet stands, writing desks, MS. notes, etc., did not afterwards produce equally valuable discoveries. When winter came on I always had a coat made for him, which was sewed at the back like a lady's stays, or he would not rest till he had unpicked the stitches and got it off. As it was sewed at the back he could not get at the stitches. jocko's tailor was tlaarm mental tailor of the second Life When the tailor made him his first coat, he made him the coat of a "Troop-Corporal Major," putting the crown and four stripes on the right arm. Jock° soon set to work and pulled off the crown, and then, one by one, the stripes. The coat was sent back to the tailor for repairs, and when it was returned we found that Jack had lost rank, for he had now only three stripes on his arm, and was therefore "Pull Corporal." These he destroyed, and he was then reduced to two stripes, and made him only "Lance-Corporal." The punishment, however, did not take much effect on Jocko,for he at once deliberately set to work to "destroy his kit," contrary to the Mutiny Act. All hopes of his reformation were then given over, and jocko was reduced with disgrace to "Pull Private," with no stripes at all, and he remained full private the rest of his days.  " CAN I bid ? " asked a droll fellow, as he put his head into an auctioneer's shop at Brighton. "Certainly," replied the auctioneer. "Then I bid you good evening," he remarked, as he walked smilingly away.   I