POOR MONKEYS!

Monkeys are really playing with misfortune. We have an increasingly marked tendency to appropriate successively everything that belongs to them, sometimes to adorn ourselves, sometimes to rejuvenate ourselves. They could hope that they would at least be left with their eyes to cry with.
Period.
A surgeon, an American it is true, has just proclaimed that the best way to restore sight to the blind is to graft monkey eyes onto them. For the moment, the transplantation, one dares to say, has only been carried out for the benefit of rats, rabbits and other inferior brothers. But it would have succeeded magnificently, and Doctor Thoret - that is the name of this supreme enemy of the simian race - is pleased with the opportunity that the next international congress in Rome offers him to demonstrate his method.
The future man will therefore appear as a prodigal son. He who is so proud of his evolution, will be very happy to resort to the distant ancestor, when he no longer has "good foot, good eye and the rest".