Chapter I: Front Matter

THE MAN AMONG THE MONKEYS; OR, NINETY DAYS IN APELAND.

_BEETON’S BOY’S OWN LIBRARY._

THE
MAN AMONG THE MONKEYS;
OR,
NINETY DAYS IN APELAND.

TO WHICH ARE ADDED

_THE PHILOSOPHER AND HIS MONKEYS_,
_THE PROFESSOR AND THE CROCODILE_,

AND OTHER
STRANGE STORIES OF MEN AND ANIMALS.

WITH ILLUSTRATIONS,
MANY OF THEM BY
GUSTAVE DORÉ.

LONDON:
WARD, LOCK, AND TYLER, PATERNOSTER ROW.
1873.

CONTENTS.

CHAPTER I.

Origin of my family name of Marasquin.—Mistake in this respect
on the part of my ambitious Grandfather.—My Ancestors’
profession honourable, but dangerous.—Mine the same.—A Tiger
deprives me of my Father, whose Business I carry on.—My
Fondness for Animals, and my skill in stuffing them.—The
terrible Tricks which they play me.—The Malay Pirates more
untamable than my Animals.—The English Stations founded to
destroy them are devastated by Yellow Fever and something
else.—Vice-Admiral Campbell visits my Menagerie.—The rare and
curious Animals it contained.—Baboons and Chimpanzees.—Passions
and rivalries.—An Ape as wicked as a Human Being.—My Mother
perishes in the Flames.—I determine on a voyage to Oceania.—I
charter a Chinese Junk, and find it manned by Pirates.—We
encounter a fearful Tempest _Page 9_

CHAPTER II.

We are Shipwrecked.—I alone escape.—I find myself on an unknown
island.—A strange form appears to me and vanishes.—A deluge of
Apes.—I am cudgelled with a rattan cane.—Am saved at length by
my cravat.—I am parched with thirst.—I discover water.—Four
thousand of us drink in company.—Ingenious way of procuring
fruit from the top of a tall tree.—Two valets-de-chambre, such
as are seldom seen in Europe.—I miraculously escape their
care _Page 27_

CHAPTER III.

I am attacked with delirium.—I set out on a journey of
discovery in the dead of night.—I encounter a boa, and a bat
with gigantic wings.—I reach the sea shore.—Simplicity of the
oyster; acuteness of the Ape.—I hoist a signal, and then fall
asleep from sheer exhaustion _Page 44_

CHAPTER IV.

I have a very agitated dream.—During my waking moments I
unconsciously commit a murder.—At night time I encounter
a strange apparition in the middle of the forest.—A great
light illumines the air.—I advance towards it, buoyed up with
hope.—It suddenly disappears.—The dawn discloses to me a most
singular sight.—I witness the proceedings of a court-martial
the members composing which have each four hands.—Disgraceful
corruption of justice.—Ridiculous parody on the manners and
institutions of the human race _Page 52_

CHAPTER V.

The court-martial breaks up.—I secretly follow the members of
it.—I distinguish some houses between the trees, and believe
myself to be at last among my fellow-men.—My hopes are crushed
by discovering the devastated condition of the settlement.—I
meet with Saïmira and Mococo, the latter in captivity.—I
recognise in the president of the court-martial one of my two
baboons of Macao.—This discovery troubles me, the more so
when I find that Karabouffi’s power is supreme.—Foreseeing
the peril I should be in if recognised by him, I hide myself
in a grotto.—I am visited by Saïmira.—Weariness becomes at
length more intolerable than danger.—The light already seen
reappears.—I leave my retreat in search of it _Page 66_

CHAPTER VI.

Finding a volcano.—New peril to which I am exposed.—The
merchant is recognised by his old merchandise.—Three guttural
cries.—The living garland.—It swings to and fro, and then
performs a furious rotatory movement over the crater of a
blazing volcano.—My thoughts at this moment.—I am flung to the
ground, and swoon away.—On recovering, I am ushered into the
presence of Karabouffi the First, whom I find transformed into
a bird.—Monkey scribes and living telegraphic communication _Page 73_

CHAPTER VII.

Bell-ringing by the Monkeys.—Disorder in Monkey Villas.—Hungry,
I discover stores.—His Majesty in a jar of quinces.—Scrambling
for Nuts.—Monkeys tipsy.—Fear of their intoxicated
revels.—Night falls as I am in the midst of a terrible
uproar.—I discover candles and lucifer matches.—The Monkeys
find them also.—Candle dance by the Apes _Page 83_

CHAPTER VIII.

An energetic pianiste.—Vigorous dancers.—A bevy of quadrumanous
beauties.—The parasol polka.—Amatory tomfooleries.—I am
compelled to take part in a new musical air.—Am commanded to
climb up a tall pole.—Am forced to jump through hoops, throw
somersaults, and cut capers.—Am indebted to Saïmira for a
respite _Page 91_

CHAPTER IX.

I barricade myself in.—I am besieged.—The verandah becomes a
fort.—What I discover at the end of a forgotten room.—Lord
Campbell’s journal.—What this journal says.—The Malay pirates
and the Sultan of Sooloo.—Three hundred junks.—A formidable
hunt.—Death of a mysterious and colossal mandrill.—Explanation
of the white skeleton.—Torture of a man compelled to drink
nothing but excellent old wine.—A poignard stuck in the
sand.—The last _fête_ at the station.—How it terminates.—End
of an unfinished journal _Page 102_

CHAPTER X.

A hundred bottles of champagne not worth a glass of water.—My
clothes leave me.—I commence the combat.—Great fight of a man
against an island full of apes.—The verandah about to fall.—It
does not last any longer.—A skin saves me _Page 118_

CHAPTER XI.

Whence this enchanted skin comes.—I owe to it my life and the
crown.—In what manner I govern.—I learn the fate of the English
station _Page 127_

CHAPTER XII.

Royal happiness troubled by a rent.—I am more and more adored
by my subjects.—A cloud in the sky.—Sinister preoccupation.—My
kingdom for a pair of trousers!—Supreme joy of being an
animal.—My happiness again troubled.—A fatal tear _Page 137_