55. REMUS CROWLEY.

A DELIGHTFUL little fellow is Remus Crowley. He has become known to thousands of persons visiting the Central Park menagerie in New York City. Mister Crowley, they usually call him. The illustration presents his portrait which the artist has drawn from life. There is an air of

thoughtfulness about his face. But his big ears, deep, upper lip, long arms, and that crooked thumb where a common great toe is expectedall show that he is not a man or a boy.

Mr. Crowley is nothing but an ape-a chimpanzee. He is about four years old, is nearly three feet high, and is expected to grow to a height of five feet. Except his face and the inside of his hands and the bottom of his feet, his whole body is covered with thick, black hair. The hair on his head is banged in front, and when his toilet is made, is parted in the middle.

In the summer season, and during exhibition hours, Crowley may be seen in his cage dancing on a spring-board, or entertaining the spectators with his antics, grimaces, and smiles. The changes of his countenance express his various feelings of joy, sorrow, or anger.

He is playful and mischievous, but not naughty or malicious. His food is simple, and consists

and some of the habits of this animal are kindly given by Superintendent Conklin, of Central Park.

Mr. Conklin says:

"The animal was captured by one of the natives of Central Africa near the Congo River, and was afterwards nursed by one of the women of that place. On the annual pilgrimage of the natives to the coast to sell ivory, young Crowley was carried along, and was sold to a Mr. Smythe, who was at that time on his way to America.

"Mr. Smythe took excellent care of it, keeping it in his sleeping cabin during his voyage here. On arriving in New York, June, 1884, it was about six months old. It was placed in charge of a special keeper, who has taught it to eat with a spoon, and with a knife and fork; to drink from a cup, and to use a napkin with more skill than many children.

The winter of 1884-5 it contracted a severe cold, and had an attack of pneumonia. The treatment was similar to that human beings receive. It fully recovered from this attack and has not been ill a day since. It has lived longer in captivity than any other specimen of the species of which we have any knowledge.

"This summer we succeeded in procuring a female as a companion. The two have not yet been together, but see each other between the bars of the cage. Crowley's delight is to coax his companion to the bars, pretending to fondle her, and then to throw a handful of sawdust in her face."

56. CAPTURE OF A YOUNG GORILLA.

I REMEMBER well the day when I first possessed a live gorilla. Yes, a gorilla that could roar; a young goriila alive! He was captured not far from Cape St. Catharine, and dragged into Washington. My hunters were about five in number, and were walking very silently through the forest, when suddenly the silence was broken by the cry of a young gorilla for its mother. Every thing was still. It was about noon, and they determined to follow the cry.

Soon they heard the cry again. Gun in hand, the brave fellows crept noiselessly toward a clump of wood where the baby gorilla evidently was. They knew the mother would be near. Presently they saw the bush moving, and crawling a little further on, in dead silence, they beheld what had seldom been seen even by negroes. A young gorilla was seated on the ground eating some berries.

Instantly, they made ready to fire; and none too soon, for the old female saw them as they raised their guns, and they had to pull triggers without delay. Happily, they mortally wounded her. The young one, hearing the noise of the guns, ran to his mother and clung to her, hiding his face and embracing her body. The

hunters immediately rushed toward the two, hallooing with joy.

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Their shouts roused the little one. stantly let go of his mother, and ran to a small tree which he climbed with great agility. There he sat and roared at them savagely. They were now perplexed as to how they should get at him. At last they cut down the tree, and, as it fell, they threw a cloth over the head of the young monster, and thus gained time to secure it while it was blinded.

The little brute, though small and a mere baby, was astonishingly strong, and by no means good-tempered. They found that they could not lead him. He constantly rushed at them, showing fight, and manifesting a strong desire to take a piece or several pieces out of every one of their legs.

So they were obliged to get a forked stick, in which his neck was inclosed in such a way that he could not escape, and yet could be kept at a safe distance. Thus he was brought to Washington.

The excitement of the village was intense, as the animal was lifted out of the canoe in which he had come down the river. He roared, and looked around wildly with his wicked little eyes, giving fair warning that if he could get at any of us he would take his revenge.