At the end of five weeks the two upper front teeth were cut, but throughout that period the creature had not grown, and remained of the same size and weight. This was doubtless owing to the want of milk or other nourishing food. Cocoa-milk seemed to produce diarrhœa, of which it was cured by castor-oil. A week or two later it sickened of what appeared to be intermittent fever, and died within a week.[124] In 1837 the Zoological Gardens in London received an orang of two or three years old. He was for the most part sluggish and inert, but had occasional fits of better humour and playfulness. When angry he would attack strangers, but he generally sat cross-legged on a low stool, or on the ground before the fire, wrapped in a woollen rug. When the giraffes of the establishment inquisitively stretched their long necks over the bars of the ape’s cage, the creature evinced no fear, but tried to seize the long-legged animals by the muzzle. This orang answered to his name, and was obedient to his keeper, often searching in his pocket for the dainties concealed there. He was uneasy when separated by the cage-bars from his master; and when confined in an enclosure of cane interwoven with wire, he bent the wire asunder and squeezed himself through the hole, so that the cage had to be made stronger. The creature presented an absurd appearance dressed in a jacket and breeches. When he desired any dainty that he saw, he looked alternately at it and his keeper, and protruded his lips like a snout. In drinking, this animal took the vessel in his hand, brought the rim to his lips, and then drank with an air of gravity. I may here observe that when anthropoids drink in this way, they generally take the vessel in one hand, and support it with the back of the fingers of the other. When the orang we have just described was disappointed in his desire to obtain anything, he threw himself on the ground, howling and screaming until he got his own way. He sometimes had furious fits of passion, in one of which he tried to destroy the bars of his cage by hitting them with the stool. As he did not succeed in this attempt, he gave vent to his fury in a loud outcry, which only ceased on the return of his keeper.