Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; Science -- Periodicals
Unlike dogs, raccoons, or squirrels, chained monkeys rarely entangle
themselves: they at once notice the shortening of their tether, and
never rest till they have discovered the clue of the phenomenon. A dog
in the same predicament has to content himself with tugging at his chain
or gnawing his rope; and the reason is that the wisdom of the wisest dog
is limited to business qualifications. He is a hunter, and nature has
endowed him with the requisite faculties, just as she has endowed the
constructive spider and the bee. Bees and dogs share the faculty of
direction, enabling them to find their way home, a talent implying a
very miracle of infallible and yet unconscious intuition, and in the
strictest sense a one-sided business qualification. The goose, the
sturgeon, and the almost brainless tortoise possess the same gift in a
transcendent degree; the oriole builds her first nest as skilfully as
the last; the young bee constructs her hexagons with an ease and a
uniform success that leave no possible doubt that the exercise of her
talent is generically different from a function of reason. Instincts may
be far-reaching enough to defy the rivalry of human science, but they
resemble loophole-guns, that can be fired only in a single direction.
The intuition that guides the turkey-hen to her nest does not enable her
to find her way out of a half-open log trap. The instinct by which a dog
retraces his trail across broad rivers and through woods does not enable
him to retrace the coils of a tangled rope. A monkey's talents, like our
own, are less infallible, but more versatile, and at the possessor's
discretion can be applied and perverted to all possible purposes. Hence
also that peculiar interest which the pranks of our mischievous
relatives excite even in spectators not apt to appreciate the comic
features of the spectacle. In the monkey-house of the Philadelphia Zoo I
have seen saturnine burghers stand motionless for hours together, and
contemplative children rapt in reveries that had little to do with the
hope of witnessing a beast-fight. They seemed to feel the spell of a
secret veiled in grotesque symbols, but disclosing occasional
revelations of its significance, like glimpses into the fore-world of
the human race.
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