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Otago Daily Times, Issue 20706, 2 May 1929, Page 7

When George, the mandrill, died at the London Zoo not long ago, there were hosts of small mourners throughout the country. The giant jazz-tinted baboon, with the jaws of a leopard, had won the imagination of young visitors, and he gave them such lovely nightmares for weeks afterwards. It was at first thought that George had died through some ailment coughed at him by human admirers, but at a meeting of the Zoo : logical Society it was revealed that he had perished through a quaint vice of his own inventing. George hau taken it into his head to eat the bristles from a cleaning broom behind the back of his keeper. The spiky morsels had turned his interior into a very fair imitation of a pin-cushion. So George evidently dug his grave with his own enormous fangs.