enough to come to-morrow night, I'll be
bound."

Though Miss Matey was startled, she
submitted to Fate and Love.

CHIPS.

"MY UNCLE" AND "MY AUNT."

"SIR,—It is a curious fact, and one which
I do not see mentioned in your recent paper
upon that remarkable and excellent individual
'My Uncle,' (in number eighty-nine of 'Household
Words,') that in France the same person
is familiarly known as My Aunt; and that
when a gentleman in Paris has pledged his
watch, in order to raise a little ready cash for
the expenses of the Carnival, to the question—
'Où est votre montre?' (Where is your watch?)
he will reply, 'Elle est chez ma Tante' (It is
at my Aunt's). I remain

               "Un des Neveux de ma Tante
                                   "et de Mon Oncle."

ANECDOTES OF MONKEYS.

DURING a short stay on the Essequibo, a
little monkey of the Jackowai Ris tribe, in
return for some slight attention I had shown
him, permitted me so far to gain his favour
and confidence, that he was seldom away from
my person; indeed, he treated me like one
mentioned by a distinguished traveller, which
every morning seized on a pig belonging to a
mission on the Orinoco, and rode on its back
during the whole day, while it wandered about
the savannahs in search of food. Nothing
pleased him better than to perch on my
shoulder, when he would encircle my neck
with his long hairy tail, and accompany me
in all my rambles. His tail formed a not
very agreeable neckcloth, with the thermometer
above one hundred degrees; but he
seemed so disappointed when I refused to
carry him, that it was impossible to leave him
behind. In appearance he was particularly
engaging—squirrel-like in form—with a light
brown coat slightly tinged with yellow, and
arms and legs of a reddish cast—pleasingly
contrasting with a pale face, and small black
muzzle; the expressive and merry twinkle
of his sparkling black eye betokened fun,
roguery, and intelligence. The Jackowai Ris
are a fierce race, and approach the carnivora in
their habits and dispositions. One reason of
our intimacy was the sameness of our pursuits
—both being entomologists; but he was a far
more indefatigable insect-hunter than myself.
He would sit motionless for hours among the
branches of a flowering shrub or tree, the
resort of bees and butterflies, and suddenly
seize them when they little expected danger.
Timid in the presence of strangers, he would
usually fly to the branches of a neighbouring
tree at their approach, uttering a plaintive
cry, more resembling a bird than an animal.
He was apt to be troublesome, even to me,
unless I found him some amusement; this
fortunately was not difficult; for his whole
attention was soon engrossed by a flower, or by
a leaf from my note-book, which he would
industriously pull to pieces, and throw on the
surface of the water, earnestly watching the
fragments with his quick black eye, as they
glided away.

At other times, when sitting on my shoulder,
he was an incessant plague, twitching the hair
from my head by twos and threes, filling my
ears with fragments of plants and other
rubbish, and taking a malicious pleasure in holding
on by those members when the boat lurched,
and he was in danger of falling. I think it
was one of the same family that Humboldt
found capable of recognising as resemblances
of their originals, even uncoloured zoological
drawings; and would stretch out its hand to
endeavour to capture the bees and
grasshoppers. I was unable to test the sagacity
of my little comrade, as the only accessible
work with engravings was a copy of
Schomburgk's "Fishes of Guiana;" and, when I
showed him the plates, he manifested no
signs of a knowledge of any of his finny
compatriots; never, perhaps, having seen them.
He was dreadfully afraid of getting himself
wet, particularly his hands and feet; in this
respect showing a very different disposition to
a large long-haired black monkey, belonging
to a family settled a short distance from our
residence.

This animal—an object of the greatest
terror to the little Jackowinki, from his
having caught him one day and ducked him
in the river—was one of the most tractable
and docile I ever remember having met.
He was in the habit of accompanying his
master in all his fishing and shooting
expeditions, taking his allotted seat in the
canoe, and plying his small paddle for hours
together with the utmost gravity and
composure; all the while keeping excellent time,
and being never "out of stroke." Like his
companions, he would now and then dip the
handle of his paddle in the water, to destroy
the squeaking grate of the dry surface, and
again would lean over the side and wash his
hands. His domestic habits were perfectly
human. The first thing every morning he
cleansed his teeth, by taking a mouthful of
water, and using his finger as a tooth-brush;
like the other members of the family, whom
he also imitated in their daily bath in the river.
Perhaps one at least of these peculiarities was
not entirely imitative, as a credible authority
(Captain Stedman, in his "Narrative of an
Expedition to Surinam") assures us that he
once saw a monkey at the water's edge, rinsing
his mouth, and appearing to clean his teeth
with his fingers.

As for my little friend, I intended to bring
him home; but the day before my departure
he suddenly decamped. We were taking our
usual trip up the creek, and I was just thinking