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The Speech of Monkeys
·
R. L. Garner
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During
most
of
this
time
she
would
continue
her
pathetic
speech
without
a
moment's
pause,
and
was
not
willing
under
any
conditions
to
be
separated
from
him.
The
only
time
at
which
she
would
ever
show
any
anger
at
me,
or
threaten
me
with
assault,
would
be
when
I
would
attempt
to
lay
hands
on
her
keeper,
or
release
him
from
her
warm
embrace.
At
such
times,
however,
she
would
fly
at
me
with
great
fury,
and
attempt
to
tear
my
very
clothes
off,
and
on
these
occasions
she
would
not
allow
any
other
inmate
of
the
cage
to
approach
him,
or
to
receive
his
attention
or
caresses.
The
sounds
which
she
uttered
were
pitiful
at
times,
and
the
tale
she
told
must
have
been
full
of
the
deepest
woe.
I
have
not
been
able
up
to
this
time
to
translate
these
sounds
literally,
but
their
import
cannot
be
misunderstood.
My
belief
is
that
her
speech
was
a
complaint
against
the
inmates
of
the
cage,
and
that
she
was
begging
her
keeper
not
to
leave
her
alone
in
that
great
iron
prison,
with
all
those
big,
bad
monkeys,
who
were
so
cruel
to
her.
One
reason
for
believing
this
to
be
the
nature
of
her
speech,
is
that
in
all
cases
where
I
have
heard
this
speech
and
seen
these
gestures
made,
the
conditions
were
such
as
to
indicate
that
such
was
its
nature.
It
has,
however,
every
appearance
of
love-making
of
the
most
intense
type.
It
is
quite
impossible
to
describe
fully
and
accurately
the
sounds,
and
much
more
so
the
gestures,
made
on
these
occasions,
so
that
the
reader
would
be
impressed
as
with
the
real
act
and
speech.
Dodo
would
stand
erect
on
her
feet,
cross
her
hands
on
her
heart,
and
in
the
most
touching
but
graceful
manner
go
through
with
the
most
indescribable
contortions;
she
would
sway
her
body
from
side
to
side,
turn
her
head
in
the
most
coquettish
manner,
and
move
her
folded
hands
dramatically,
while
her
face
would
be
adorned
with
a
Simian
grin
of
the
first
order,
and
the
soft,
rich
notes
of
her
voice
were
perfectly
musical.
She
would
bend
her
body
into
every
graceful
curve
that
can
be
imagined,
move
her
feet
with
the
grace
of
the
minuet,
and
continue
her
fervent
speech
as
long
as
the
object
of
her
admiration
appeared
to
be
touched
by
her
appeals.
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