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SYSTEMATIC ARRANGEMENT OF THE GENERA OF BIRDS |
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ORDER PASSERES | v | 1 | |
ORDER PICARIÆ | xiii | 123 | |
ORDER STRIGES | xv | 142 | |
ORDER ACCIPITRES | xv | 147 | |
ORDER STEGANOPODES | xviii | 165 | |
ORDER HERODIONES | xvii | 170 | |
ORDER ANSERES | xviii | 176 | |
ORDER COLUMBÆ | xix | 203 | |
ORDER PTEROCLETES | xx | 211 | |
ORDER GALLINÆ | xx | 212 | |
ORDER FULICARIÆ | xx | 228 | |
ORDER ALECTORIDES | xxi | 234 | |
ORDER LIMICOLÆ | xxi | 238 | |
ORDER GAVIÆ | xxiii | 275 | |
ORDER PYGOPODES | xxiv | 291 | |
ORDER TUBINARES | xxv | 304 |
THEIR HAUNTS
REV. C. A. JOHNS, F.L.S.
Author of Flowers of the Field
Edited, Revised, and Annotated by
J. A. OWEN
Author of Birds in their Seasons, etc.
Collaborator in all Books by a 'Son of the Swamps'
Illustrated with 64 Coloured Plates (256 Figures) by
WILLIAM FOSTER, M.B.O.U.
WITH A GLOSSARY OF COMMON AND PROVINCIAL NAMES AND
OF TECHNICAL TERMS

TWELFTH EDITION
LONDON
GEORGE ROUTLEDGE & SONS, LIMITED
NEW YORK: E. P. DUTTON & CO.
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Printed in Great Britain by Butler & Tanner Ltd., Frome and London
Printed in Great Britain by Butler & Tanner Ltd., Frome and London
This admirable work by the late Rev. C. A. Johns, F.L.S., which is now offered in a new form, has already proved the making of many a naturalist and it will be a delight and help to many more nature lovers who wish to determine a species without recourse to bulky scientific works.
This impressive work by the late Rev. C. A. Johns, F.L.S., which is now presented in a new format, has already helped many naturalists and will be a pleasure and resource for many more nature enthusiasts who want to identify a species without having to rely on large scientific texts.
In editing the present edition I have carefully preserved all Mr. Johns' delightful personal stories and his descriptions of the birds and their daily life in their haunts, but I have brought the scientific arrangement of the species up to date, as well as altered the nomenclature, in accordance with present-day knowledge and use.
In updating this edition, I’ve made sure to keep all of Mr. Johns' charming personal stories and his descriptions of the birds and their everyday lives in their habitats. However, I’ve revised the scientific classification of the species to reflect current standards and have updated the names to align with modern terminology.
We begin with the Passeres because modern ornithologists are now nearly all agreed that this order attains the highest Avian development.
We start with the Passeres because contemporary ornithologists generally agree that this order represents the highest level of avian development.
I have rectified statements as to the local distribution of various species which, with the progress of time and local changes, no longer apply, and have added facts here and there which I considered of some value.
I have corrected statements about the local distribution of different species that, over time and due to local changes, are no longer accurate, and I have added facts here and there that I thought might be valuable.
The faithful and beautiful presentments made by Mr. William Foster for this new edition have no need of our commendation to the public.
The faithful and beautiful illustrations created by Mr. William Foster for this new edition speak for themselves and don't need our praise to the public.
(PERCHING BIRDS)
Bill various; feet adapted for perching on trees or on the ground (not for grasping, wading, or swimming); toes four, all in the same plane, three before and one behind; claws slender, curved, and acute. Food, various; that of the nestlings, perhaps in all instances, soft insects.
Bill varies; feet suited for perching in trees or on the ground (not for grasping, wading, or swimming); four toes, all in the same plane, three in front and one behind; claws are slim, curved, and sharp. Diet is varied; for nestlings, it is likely soft insects in all cases.
(Songbirds)
Bill as long as the head, compressed at the sides; upper mandible arched to the tip, which is not abruptly hooked, notch well marked, but not accompanied by a tooth; gape furnished with bristles; feet long, with curved claws. Food—insects, snails and fruits.
Bill as long as the head, flattened on the sides; upper beak curved to the tip, which isn’t sharply hooked, with a noticeable notch, but no tooth; mouth has bristles; legs are long, with curved claws. Diet—insects, snails, and fruits.
Young in first plumage differ from adults in having the upper and under parts spotted.
Young birds in their first plumage look different from adults because their upper and lower parts are spotted.
Bill strong and broad at base; upper mandible overlapping lower and slightly notched at tip.
Bill is strong and wide at the base; the upper beak overlaps the lower one and has a slight notch at the tip.
Young on leaving nest differ slightly in colour from adults.
Young birds leaving the nest have slightly different colors than adults.
Arboreal. Each nostril covered by a single stiff feather.
Arboreal. Each nostril covered by a single stiff feather.
(Breasts)
Bill short, straight, conical, sharp-pointed, destitute of a notch; nostrils basal, concealed by reflected bristly hairs. Small birds, remarkable for their activity, not highly gifted with musical power, constantly flitting and climbing about trees and bushes, which they examine for small insects, suspending themselves in all attitudes, feeding also on grains and fruits, and not sparing small birds when they are able to overpower them.
Bill short, straight, conical, sharp-pointed, without a notch; nostrils at the base, hidden by bristly hairs. Small birds, known for their activity, not particularly talented in singing, constantly flitting and climbing around trees and bushes, searching for small insects, hanging in various positions, feeding on grains and fruits, and not hesitating to attack small birds when they can overpower them.
(Reedlings)
(Nuthatches)
(Creepypasta)
Bill either straight and subulate or slender, long, and curved; nostrils basal; tail never emarginate; fourth toe coalesced at first phalanx with middle toe. Principally insectivorous.
Bill can be either straight and pointed or slender, long, and curved; nostrils are at the base; the tail is never notched; the fourth toe is fused at the first joint with the middle toe. Mainly eats insects.
Bill with notch in upper mandible; nostrils placed well in front of base of bill and quite bare.
Bill has a notch in the upper jaw; nostrils are located well in front of the base of the bill and are quite bare.
(Starlings)
Bill nearly straight, short at the base, diminishing regularly to a sharp point, which is not distinctly notched; the ridge of the upper mandible; ascends upon the forehead, dividing the plumage of that part; nostrils placed low in the bill; planta tarsi entire; wings moderate, not reaching to end of tail. An extensive and widely diffused family, comprising species for the most part above the average size of Passerine birds, yet inferior to the Crows. They are in general social, feeding much on the ground; their legs and feet are robust, their gait stately, their plumage, though commonly of dark colours, is lustrous, with reflections of steel-blue, purple, or green.
Bill is nearly straight, short at the base, tapering evenly to a sharp point, which is not clearly notched; the ridge of the upper mandible rises on the forehead, splitting the feathers in that area; nostrils are positioned low in the bill; tarsal planta are whole; wings are moderate, not reaching the end of the tail. This is a large and widely spread family, mostly featuring species larger than the average songbirds, but smaller than crows. They are generally social, often feeding on the ground; their legs and feet are strong, their walk is dignified, and their feathers, while usually dark, have a shiny quality with hints of steel-blue, purple, or green.
(Crows)
Bill powerful, more or less compressed at the sides; upper mandible more or less arched to the point without distinct notch; gape nearly straight; nostrils concealed by stiff bristles. Hallux very strong, but with its claw not as long as the middle toe and claw. Birds of firm and compact structure; their wings long, pointed, and powerful; their feet and claws robust. In disposition bold and daring, extremely sagacious, easily tamed and made familiar. Most of them have the power of imitating various sounds, but their natural voices are harsh. They evince a remarkable propensity for thieving and hiding brilliant and gaudy substances. In appetite they are omnivorous.
Bill is powerful, somewhat compressed at the sides; the upper mandible is somewhat arched toward the tip without a distinct notch; the gape is nearly straight; nostrils are hidden by stiff bristles. The hallux is very strong, but its claw isn’t as long as the middle toe and claw. These birds have a sturdy and compact build; their wings are long, pointed, and powerful; their feet and claws are strong. They are bold and daring in nature, extremely intelligent, and can be easily tamed and made familiar. Most of them can mimic various sounds, but their natural voices are harsh. They show a noticeable tendency to steal and hide bright and flashy items. They are omnivorous in their diet.
(Shrikes)
Bill strong, arched, and hooked, the upper mandible strongly notched after the manner of the Falconidæ; claws adapted for capturing insects and even small birds. Sylvan. Young barred below.
Bill strong, curved, and hooked, the upper mandible noticeably notched like that of the Falconidae; claws designed for catching insects and even small birds. Sylvan. Young has barred markings below.
(Chatters)
Bill stoat, approaching, especially in the form of the lower mandible, to that of the Corvidæ; the upper mandible is however somewhat broad at the base, flat, with the upper edge more or less angular and ridged, and the tip distinctly notched. Feet usually stout, with the outer toe united to the middle one as far as, or beyond, the first joint. They feed principally on berries and other soft fruits, occasionally also on insects.
Bill stoat, approaching, especially in the shape of the lower jaw, is similar to that of the Corvidae; however, the upper jaw is somewhat wide at the base, flat, with the upper edge more or less angular and ridged, and the tip is clearly notched. The feet are usually strong, with the outer toe connected to the middle one up to, or past, the first joint. They mainly eat berries and other soft fruits, and occasionally insects.
(Flycatchers)
Bill broad, flattened horizontally (depressed), slightly toothed and adapted for catching small flying insects; nostrils more or less covered by bristly hairs; feet generally feeble.
Bill wide, flattened horizontally (depressed), slightly serrated, and designed for catching small flying insects; nostrils mostly covered by bristly hairs; feet generally weak.
(Swallows and House Martins)
Beak short but broad, and more or less flattened horizontally; mouth very deeply cleft; feet small and weak; wings with nine visible primaries, long and powerful, and thus adapted for sustaining a protracted flight in pursuit of winged insects, which form the sole sustenance of these birds; tail long and usually forked; plumage close, smooth, often burnished with a metallic gloss. Migratory birds, spending the summer in temperate climates, but being impatient of cold, withdrawing in winter to equatorial regions.
Beak short but broad, and mostly flattened horizontally; mouth very deeply split; feet small and weak; wings with nine visible primary feathers, long and strong, designed for sustained flight in pursuit of flying insects, which are the only food source for these birds; tail long and usually forked; feathers close, smooth, often shining with a metallic sheen. These are migratory birds, spending the summer in temperate climates but avoiding the cold by moving to equatorial regions during winter.
(Finches)
Remarkable for the shortness, thickness, and powerful structure of the bill; the upper and lower mandibles are usually equally thick, and their height and breadth are nearly alike, so that the bill when closed presents the appearance of a short cone, divided in the middle by the gape. By its aid they break open the hard woody capsules and fruit-stones containing the seeds and kernels which form their chief food. At nesting-time many species live on insect larvæ, with which the young are almost exclusively fed. The wings have nine visible primaries. This family is one of immense extent, consisting of relatively small birds.
Notable for its short, thick, and strong bill; both the upper and lower mandibles are typically the same thickness, and their height and width are almost equal, making the closed bill look like a short cone split in the middle by the opening. They use it to break open tough, woody capsules and fruit pits that hold the seeds and nuts they mainly eat. During nesting season, many species rely on insect larvae, which the young are primarily fed. The wings have nine visible primary feathers. This family includes a vast number of relatively small birds.
(Wagtails and Pipits)
Wings with nine visible primaries. Inner secondaries nearly as long as primaries.
Wings with nine visible primary feathers. Inner secondaries are almost as long as the primaries.
(Morning people)
Wings with nine or more visible primaries. Planta tarsi scutellate. Granivorous birds, frequenting open spaces, and singing during their flight; nesting on ground and seeking their food there by running; they are 'pulverators', i.e. they shake dust or sand into their feathers instead of bathing.
Wings with nine or more visible primary feathers. Tarsal plates are scutellate. These are seed-eating birds that live in open areas and sing while flying; they build their nests on the ground and look for food by running; they are 'pulverators,' meaning they shake dust or sand into their feathers instead of bathing.
Opposed to the Passeres. The feet are relatively weaker and smaller.
Opposed to the Passeres. The feet are relatively weaker and smaller.
(Swifts)
Tail of ten feathers (swallows have twelve). Gape very wide.
Tail of ten feathers (swallows have twelve). Beak wide open.
(Nightjars)
The bill in this family resembles that of the Swallows, but is shorter and weaker; the gape is enormous and its sides are, for the most part, furnished with long and stiff bristles, which point forwards; the wings are long, and formed for powerful flight; the feet are small, and feathered to the toes; plumage soft and downy, and beautifully mottled with black, brown, grey, and white, varying in colour with the soil of their habitat; the claw of the middle toe is dilated on one side and toothed like a comb. Tail of ten feathers. Nocturnal birds, feeding on large insects, which they capture in their flight.
The bill of this family is similar to that of the Swallows, but it's shorter and weaker; the opening of the mouth is huge, and its edges are mostly lined with long, stiff bristles that point forward. The wings are long and built for strong flight, and the feet are small and feathered down to the toes. The feathers are soft and fluffy, beautifully patterned with black, brown, gray, and white, changing in color according to the soil of their surroundings. The claw on the middle toe is widened on one side and has teeth like a comb. They have a tail made of ten feathers. These are nocturnal birds that feed on large insects, which they catch in mid-flight.
(Woodpeckers)
Feet short, but of unusual strength; the rigid toes diverge from a centre, two pointing forwards, and two backwards; claws large, much curved, and very hard and sharp; breast-bone shallow; flight weak and undulating.
Feet are short but surprisingly strong; the stiff toes spread out from the center, with two pointing forward and two backward; the claws are large, highly curved, and very hard and sharp; the breastbone is shallow; flight is weak and wavy.
Tail feathers stiff and pointed: nostrils covered with bristles.
Tail feathers are stiff and pointed; nostrils are covered with bristles.
Nostrils partly covered by a membrane. Nostrils partly covered by a membrane.
Nostrils partially covered by a membrane. Nostrils partially covered by a membrane.
(Kingfishers)
Bill long, stout, and pointed, with angular sides, not serrated; feet small and feeble, the outer and middle toes united to the last joint; wings rounded and hollow, ill adapted for protracted flight; form robust, with a large head and usually a short tail. Predatory birds, feeding on fish, insects, and even reptiles, birds, and small quadrupeds. Scattered over the world, but Australia and South America contain the greatest number of species.
Bill long, chunky, and pointed, with angular sides, not serrated; feet small and weak, with the outer and middle toes fused at the last joint; wings rounded and hollow, not suited for long flights; body sturdy, with a large head and typically a short tail. They are predatory birds that eat fish, insects, and even reptiles, other birds, and small mammals. They are found all over the world, but Australia and South America have the highest number of species.
(Rollerblades)
Bill corvine in shape; culmen rounded; nostrils near base of upper mandible and hidden by bristly feathers; tail feathers twelve.
Bill curved and rounded; nostrils located near the base of the upper mandible and concealed by bristly feathers; twelve tail feathers.
(Bee-eaters)
Bill long; culmen with sharply defined ridge; toes joined for part of length.
Bill is long, with a sharply defined ridge; toes are joined for part of their length.
(Hoopoes)
(Cuckoos)
Bill moderate, rather deeply cleft, both mandibles compressed, and more or less curved downwards; nostrils exposed; wings for the most part short; tail of ten feathers lengthened; toes four, two pointing backwards and two forwards, but the outer hind toe of each foot is capable of being placed at right angles with either the inner or outer front toe. A tropical family of birds, many of which migrate to the temperate regions in summer. Not so decidedly climbers as the Woodpeckers and Creepers, yet having great power of clinging. Their flight is feeble, their food soft-bodied insects, [Pg xv] varied in many cases with berries and other fruits, and some of the larger species will occasionally prey on mice, reptiles, and the eggs and young of birds. Most, perhaps all of the migratory species, lay their eggs in the nests of other birds.
Beak moderate in size, rather deeply split, both jaws compressed, and generally curving downwards; nostrils visible; wings mostly short; tail
(OWLS)
Head large, feathered; eyes large, dilated and projecting, each surrounded by a concave disc formed of stiff diverging feathers, concealing the cere and nostrils; ears large, and of elaborate construction; plumage lax and downy, adapted for slow and quiet flight; outer toe reversible; tibia more than double the length of tarsus. Food, small quadrupeds, birds, and insects.
Head is large and feathered; eyes are big, wide open, and protruding, each surrounded by a concave circle made of stiff, outwardly spreading feathers that hide the cere and nostrils; ears are large and intricately shaped; the feathering is soft and fluffy, suited for slow and silent flying; the outer toe can be turned backward; the tibia is more than twice the length of the tarsus. Diet includes small mammals, birds, and insects.
Bill somewhat elongated, bending at the tip only; head-tufts wanting nostrils oval, oblique; facial disc large and complete; ears large, covered by an operculum; wings long, the second primary longest; tarsi long, feathered to the toes, which are strangely furnished with hair-like feathers; claws long, the middle one serrated beneath.
Bill somewhat elongated, bending at the tip only; head-tufts lacking; nostrils oval, slanted; facial disc large and complete; ears large, covered by a flap; wings long, the second primary the longest; tarsi long, feathered to the toes, which are oddly equipped with hair-like feathers; claws long, the middle one jagged underneath.
Bill bending from the base; tufts more or less conspicuous or wanting; facial disc complete; ears large, covered by an operculum; legs feathered to the claws.
Bill bending from the base; tufts more or less noticeable or absent; facial disc intact; ears large, covered by a flap; legs feathered down to the claws.
(EAGLES, HAWKS, ETC.)
Bill short, strong, stout at base, culmen strongly curved. Feet strong, armed with powerful talons which are capable of being bent under the feet, inner one stronger and more curved than others. Outer toe usually not reversible.
Bill is short, strong, and thick at the base, with a sharply curved upper part. The feet are strong, equipped with powerful talons that can flex under pressure, with the inner talon being stronger and more curved than the others. The outer toe typically does not have a reversible position.
Head covered with feathers, though sides of face are more or less bare.
Head covered with feathers, but the sides of the face are mostly bare.
Bill rather small and weak, bending from the base; cutting edge of the upper mandible nearly straight, or but slightly festooned; cere large; [Pg xvi] nostrils oval; wings long; the first four feathers deeply notched on their inner webs; tail not forked. Hinder aspect of tarsus scutellate.
Bill is quite small and weak, bending at the base; the cutting edge of the upper mandible is almost straight, or only slightly curved; the cere is large; [Pg xvi] nostrils are oval; wings are long, with the first four feathers deeply notched on their inner sides; the tail is not forked. The back of the tarsus is scutellate.
Bill stout, convex or slightly angular above, straight at the base, much hooked at the tip, commissure simply festooned; cere bristly; nostrils rounded or oval; wings long. Hinder aspect of tarsus reticulate.
Bill stout, either round or a bit angular at the top, straight at the base, and sharply hooked at the tip, with the edges simply decorated; bristly cere; nostrils rounded or oval; wings are long. The back part of the tarsus has a net-like pattern.
Bill short, strong, curved from the base; edge of the upper mandible with a prominent festoon beyond the middle; nostrils oval; wings rounded, short, reaching only to the middle of the tail; middle toe much the longest.
Bill is short and strong, curved from the base; the edge of the upper bill has a noticeable festoon beyond the middle; nostrils are oval; wings are rounded, short, and only reach the middle of the tail; the middle toe is the longest by a lot.
Bill of moderate length, slightly curved from the base, upper mandible with a slight festoon; nostrils oval, oblique; wings long; tail long and forked.
Bill is of moderate length, slightly curved at the base, with the upper mandible having a slight groove; nostrils are oval and tilted; wings are long; tail is long and forked.
Bill short, strong, curved from the base, upper mandible strongly toothed, lower notched; nostrils round; tarsi strong and short; hinder aspect reticulate; wings long and pointed, with the second primary longest, the first and third equal in length and having the inner web notched near the extremity.
Bill short and strong, curved at the base, upper mandible with strong teeth, lower mandible notched; nostrils round; tarsi strong and short; back side reticulated; wings long and pointed, with the second primary the longest, the first and third equal in length and notched on the inner web near the tip.
Hind toe articulated on the inner surface of the tarsus, united to other toes by a web.
Hind toe connected on the inside of the ankle, joined to other toes by a web.
Bill strong, edges of the mandibles minutely toothed; wings long; legs short; toes four, all connected by a membrane.
Bill is strong, with the edges of the mandibles finely toothed; wings are long; legs are short; there are four toes, all linked by a membrane.
Hallux free, not united to other toes by a web.
Hallux free, not connected to other toes by skin.
(Herons)
Hind toe on same plane as others. Bill rounded or ridged; notched, with no hook at end. Outer toe with broad basal web, obsolete at base of inner toe; middle claw pectinated, loral space bare; powder down patches present.
Hind toe on the same level as the others. Bill rounded or ridged; notched, with no hook at the end. Outer toe has a broad basal web, which is missing at the base of the inner toe; middle claw is comb-like, loral area is bare; powder down patches are present.
(Storks)
Hind toe elevated above plane of others; no powder down patches; bill not hooked at tip.
Hind toe raised higher than the others; no powder on the patches; bill not pointed at the tip.
(Spoonbills)
Bill flattened, narrow in middle, and widening out into a spoon-shaped end.
Bill flattened, narrow in the middle, and widening out into a spoon-shaped end.
Tarsus about length of femur, reticulate at back and generally in front. Bill straight, always with distinct nail at tip of upper mandible. Young covered with down, and able to run or swim in a few hours after hatching.
Tarsus about the length of the femur, with a net-like pattern on the back and generally in front. Bill is straight, always having a distinct nail at the tip of the upper mandible. Young are covered with down and can run or swim within a few hours after hatching.
(Ducks, geese, swans, etc.)
Bill thick, broad, high at the base, covered with a thin membranous skin and ending in a nail-like horny tip; edges of the mandibles cut into thin parallel ridges, or toothed; wings moderate; legs placed not very far behind; feet, four-toed, palmated; hind toe free, placed high on the tarsus. Food, grass and aquatic weeds, worms, insects, molluscs, and small fish.
Bill thick, wide, and broad at the base, covered with a thin membrane and ending in a hard, nail-like tip; edges of the mandibles have thin, parallel ridges or are toothed; wings are of moderate size; legs are positioned not too far back; feet have four toes and are webbed; hind toe is free and positioned high on the tarsus. Diet includes grass, aquatic plants, worms, insects, mollusks, and small fish.
Bill of equal width throughout, or broader at the top than at the base, of about the same width as the head; legs short, placed rather behind the middle of the body; hind toe without a pendent membrane; tarsi somewhat round.
Bill with equal width all the way or wider at the top than at the bottom, about the same width as the head; short legs positioned a bit behind the center of the body; hind toe without a hanging membrane; tarsi somewhat rounded.
Hind toe with lobated membrane; tarsi compressed.
Hind toe with a lobed membrane; tarsi flattened.
(Pigeons and Doves)
Bill swollen at tip, convex; the upper mandible covered at the base with a soft membrane in which lie the nostrils, with a valve over them; tarsi covered fore and rear with hexagonal scales.
Bill swollen at the tip, curved; the upper mandible has a soft membrane at the base that holds the nostrils, which are covered by a valve; tarsi are covered in hexagonal scales on both the front and back.
The birds of this order have considerable powers of flight, and perch freely on trees or rocks. Their food consists principally of grain, seeds, and the leaves of herbaceous plants. The young are fed on a milky fluid secreted in the crop of the old birds.
The birds in this order are great fliers and can easily land on trees or rocks. They mainly eat grains, seeds, and the leaves of soft plants. The chicks are given a milky substance that is produced in the crop of the adult birds.
Tail with twelve feathers; hind toe with the skin prominently expanded on the sides.
Tail with twelve feathers; hind toe with the skin noticeably flared on the sides.
Bill short and stout; culmen arched, and overhanging the mandible.
Bill short and thick; the upper part curved and extending over the jaw.
Nostrils never hidden by feathers; toes never pectinated.
Nostrils always visible, toes never webbed.
(RAILS AND COOTS)
(Tracks)
Angle of the mandible always truncated, hind toe generally raised above level of others.
Angle of the jaw is always shortened, and the back toe is usually lifted higher than the others.
Nasal depression more than half as long as maxilla; rectrices twelve.
Nasal depression is more than half the length of the maxilla; there are twelve rectrices.
(Bustards)
Bill flattened and obtuse; no hind toe; tarsi unarmed; wings very short; rectrices sixteen to twenty.
Bill flat and broad; no hind toe; tarsi unarmed; wings very short; tail feathers sixteen to twenty.
(WADERS)
Leg and tarsus long, the lower portion of the former generally destitute of feathers; bill long or moderate; toes three or four, more or less connected by a membrane at the base, sometimes lobated. Primaries eleven; fifth secondary wanting; after shaft to contour feathers present.
Legs and tarsus are long, with the lower part of the leg usually lacking feathers; the bill is long or moderately sized; there are three or four toes, which are somewhat connected by a membrane at the base, and sometimes they are lobed. There are eleven primary feathers; the fifth secondary feather is absent; aftershafts are present on the contour feathers.
Adapted by structure for feeding in marshes, on the muddy or sandy sea-shore, or on the banks of lakes and rivers. Some, which feed on fish, have unusually long legs and powerful bills; others, owing to their length of bill and legs, are able to search muddy places for worms and insects, without clogging their feathers; and others, again, are decidedly aquatic, and have considerable swimming powers, thus approaching the next order; the majority have great power of flight, and lay their eggs on the ground.
Adapted for feeding in marshes, on muddy or sandy shores, or along the banks of lakes and rivers. Some that eat fish have long legs and strong bills; others, because of their long bills and legs, can search for worms and insects in muddy areas without getting their feathers dirty; and some are very much aquatic and can swim well, which brings them close to the next category; most of them are powerful fliers and lay their eggs on the ground.
Hind toe absent in most species; tarsus usually reticulate, sometimes scutellate.
Hind toe missing in most species; ankle usually has a net-like pattern, sometimes scales.
(Snipes, etc.)
Bill long and slender; toes four, the hind one weak and elevated, very rarely wanting.
Bill is long and slender; it has four toes, with the hind toe being weak and raised, but it rarely needs attention.
Front toes entirely connected by webs. Primaries, ten large and visible, one minute and concealed.
Front toes completely linked by webs. There are ten large and visible primary feathers, and one tiny, hidden feather.
(Seagulls, terns, skuas)
Bill straight, rather slender; mandibles of about equal length.
Bill straight, fairly slim; jaws of about equal length.
Bill with upper mandible longer and bent over tip of under one.
Bill with the top part longer and curved over the tip of the bottom part.
Bill with a cere; claws large, strong, hooked.
Bill with a beak; claws big, powerful, curved.
Wings short
Short wings
(Auks)
Bill much flattened vertically (compressed); wings short; legs placed at the extremity of the body; feet three-toed, palmated; tail short. Food, mostly fish, and captured by diving.
Bill is much flattened vertically (compressed); wings are short; legs are at the end of the body; feet have three toes and are webbed; tail is short. Food consists mostly of fish, which are caught by diving.
(Divers)
Bill slightly compressed, not covered with a membranous skin; edges of the mandibles unarmed, or but slightly toothed; wings short; legs placed far behind; tarsi very much compressed; toes four. Food, fish and other aquatic animal substances obtained by diving. Females smaller than males.
Bill slightly compressed, not covered by a skin membrane; edges of the mandibles unarmed, or only slightly toothed; wings short; legs positioned far back; tarsi highly compressed; toes four. Diet includes fish and other aquatic animal substances obtained by diving. Females are smaller than males.
(Grebes)
Hallux raised above level of other toes; toes with wide lateral lobes, united at base. Tail vestigial.
Hallux is raised higher than the other toes; the toes have wide lateral lobes that are connected at the base. The tail is reduced.
External nostrils are produced into tubes; anterior toes fully webbed; hallux small or absent.
External nostrils extend into tubes; front toes are completely webbed; the big toe is small or missing.
Nostrils united exteriorly above culmen.
Nostrils joined externally above ridge.
Subfamily TURDINÆ
TURDUS VISCIVORUS
The largest British song bird, distinguished from the Song Thrush not only by its superior size, but by having white under wing-coverts, and the whole of the under part of the body buffish-white, spotted with black. It is a generally diffused bird, and is known by various local names; in the west of England its popular name is Holm Thrush, or Holm Screech, derived most probably, not, as Yarrell surmises, from its resorting to the oak in preference to other trees, but from its feeding on the berries of the holly, or holm; the title 'Screech' being given to it from its jarring note when angry or alarmed, which closely resembles the noise made by passing the finger-nail rapidly along the teeth of a comb. Its French name, 'Draine', and German, 'Schnarre', seem to be descriptive of the same harsh 'churr'. In Wales, it has from its quarrelsome habits acquired the name of Penn y llwyn, or, master of the coppice. Another of its names, Throstle Cock, expresses its alliance with the Thrushes, and its daring nature; and another Storm Cock, indicates 'not that it delights in storms more than in fine weather, but that nature has taught it to pour forth its melody at a time of the year when the bleak winds of winter roar through the leafless trees'. The song of the Mistle Thrush is loud, wild, and musical, Waterton calls it 'plaintive', Knapp 'harsh and untuneful'. I must [Pg 2] confess that I agree with neither. This note, generally the earliest of the Spring sounds (for the Redbreast's song belongs essentially to winter), is to my ear full of cheerful promise amounting to confidence—a song of exultation in the return of genial weather. The bird sings generally perched on the topmost branch of some lofty tree, and there he remains for hours together out-whistling the wind and heeding not the pelting rain. This song, however, is not continuous, but broken into passages of a few notes each, by which characteristic it may be distinguished alike from that of the Thrush or the Blackbird, even when mellowed by distance to resemble either. The Mistletoe Thrush is essentially a tree-loving bird. During winter its food mainly consists of berries, among which those of the Mountain Ash and Yew have the preference, though it also feeds on those of the Hawthorn, Ivy, Juniper, and the strange plant from which it derives its name.[1] Towards other birds it is a very tyrant, selfish and domineering in the extreme; to such a degree, indeed, that even when it has appeased its appetite it will allow no other bird to approach the tree which it has appropriated for its feeding ground. I have seen it take possession of a Yew-tree laden with berries, and most mercilessly drive away, with angry vociferations and yet more formidable buffets, every other bird that dared to come near. Day after day it returned, until the tree was stripped of every berry, when it withdrew and appeared no more.
The largest British songbird, marked not just by its bigger size compared to the Song Thrush, but also by its white under wing-coverts and the entire underside of its body being buffish-white with black spots. It’s a widely spread bird and is known by various local names; in the west of England, it’s popularly called the Holm Thrush or Holm Screech, likely not because, as Yarrell suggests, it prefers oak trees over others, but because it feeds on holly berries. The name 'Screech' comes from its harsh call when it's angry or alarmed, which sounds like dragging a fingernail along a comb's teeth. Its French name, 'Draine,' and German name, 'Schnarre,' seem to describe the same rough 'churr'. In Wales, its quarrelsome nature has earned it the name Penn y llwyn, meaning master of the coppice. Another name, Throstle Cock, shows its connection to the Thrushes and its bold character; another, Storm Cock, indicates that it doesn't actually prefer storms over nice weather, but that it instinctively sings during a time of year when winter winds howl through bare trees. The song of the Mistle Thrush is loud, wild, and musical; Waterton calls it 'plaintive,' while Knapp describes it as 'harsh and untuneful.' I must [Pg 2] admit that I agree with neither. To my ears, this note, usually the first of the Spring sounds (as the Redbreast's song is essentially winter), is full of cheerful promise and confidence—a celebration of the return of mild weather. The bird typically sings from the highest branch of a tall tree, remaining there for hours, out-singing the wind and ignoring the pouring rain. However, its song isn’t continuous; it's broken into short phrases, which sets it apart from the songs of the Thrush or Blackbird, even when softened by distance to sound like either. The Mistletoe Thrush is fundamentally a tree-loving bird. During winter, its diet mostly consists of berries, with those from the Mountain Ash and Yew being preferred, though it also eats from Hawthorn, Ivy, Juniper, and the unique plant that lends it its name.[1] It is quite domineering towards other birds, to the point that even after satisfying its hunger, it won’t let any other bird near the tree it claims as its feeding ground. I've watched it take over a Yew tree full of berries, aggressively driving off every other bird that dared to come close with angry cries and powerful pecks. Day after day it returned until the tree was completely stripped of every berry, and then it left, not to be seen again.
As soon as the unfrozen earth is penetrable by its beak, it adds to its diet such worms and grubs as it can discover; and, if it be not belied, it is given to plunder the nests of other birds of their eggs and young. It may be on this account that Magpies, Jays, and other large woodland birds, robbers themselves, entertain an instinctive dislike towards it. Certainly these birds are its better enemies; but in the breeding season it eludes their animosity by quitting the woods, and resorting to the haunts of man. Its harsh screech is now rarely heard, for its present object is not defiance, but immunity from danger. Yet it takes no extraordinary pains to conceal its nest. On the contrary, it usually places this where there is little or no foliage to shadow it, in a fork between two large boughs of an apple, pear, or cherry tree, sometimes only a few feet from the ground, and sometimes twenty feet or more. The nest is a massive structure, consisting of an external basket-work of twigs, roots, and lichens, within which is a kind of bowl of mud containing a final lining of grass and roots. The bird is an early builder. It generally lays five eggs and feeds its young on snails, worms, and insects. The range of the Mistle Thrush extends as far as the Himalayas. In Great Britain it is a resident species.
As soon as the thawed ground is soft enough, it uses its beak to dig up worms and grubs it can find; and, if the rumors are true, it’s known to raid the nests of other birds for their eggs and chicks. This might be why Magpies, Jays, and other large forest birds, who are thieves themselves, have a natural dislike for it. These birds are certainly its more formidable foes, but during the breeding season, it escapes their hostility by leaving the woods and heading to human habitats. Its harsh screech is now rarely heard, as its goal is not to challenge others, but to stay safe. However, it doesn’t go to great lengths to hide its nest. In fact, it often builds it in a spot with little to no cover, in the fork between two large branches of an apple, pear, or cherry tree, sometimes just a few feet off the ground, and other times twenty feet or higher. The nest is a large structure, made from an outer layer of twigs, roots, and lichens, with a bowl of mud inside that has a final lining of grass and roots. The bird starts building early. It typically lays five eggs and feeds its chicks on snails, worms, and insects. The range of the Mistle Thrush extends all the way to the Himalayas. In Great Britain, it is a resident bird.

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TURDUS MÚSICUS
The Thrush holds a distinguished place among British birds, as contributing, perhaps, more than any other to the aggregate charms of a country life. However near it may be, its song is never harsh, and heard at a distance its only defect is, that it is not nearer. It possesses, too, the charm of harmonizing with all other pleasant natural sounds. If to these recommendations we add that the Thrush frequents all parts of England, and resorts to the suburban garden as well as the forest and rocky glen, we think we may justly claim for it the distinction among birds, of being the last that we would willingly part with, not even excepting its allowed master in song himself, the Nightingale. Three notes are often repeated: Did he do it? Shut the gate, Kubelik.
The Thrush holds a special spot among British birds, contributing more than any other to the overall beauty of country life. No matter how close it is, its song is never jarring, and when heard from afar, its only flaw is that it’s not closer. It also has the ability to blend in with all other pleasant natural sounds. If we add that the Thrush is found throughout England and visits both suburban gardens and forested, rocky glens, we can confidently say that it is the bird we would least like to lose, not even considering the Nightingale, which is known as the master of song. Three notes are often repeated: Did he do it? Shut the gate, Kubelik.
The food of the Thrush during winter consists of worms, insects, and snails. The first of these it picks up or draws out from their holes, in meadows and lawns; the others it hunts for among moss and stones, in woods and hedges, swallowing the smaller ones whole, and extracting the edible parts of large snails by dashing them with much adroitness against a stone. When it has once discovered a stone adapted to its purpose, it returns to it again and again, so that it is not uncommon in one's winter walks to come upon a place thickly strewn with broken shells, all, most probably, the 'chips' of one workman. As spring advances, it adds caterpillars to its bill of fare, and as the summer fruits ripen, it attacks them all in succession; strawberries, gooseberries, currants, raspberries, cherries, and, on the Continent, grapes suit its palate right well; and, when these are gone, pears and apples, whether attached to the tree or lying on the ground, bear, too often for the gardener, the marks of its beak on their ripest side. During all this period it relieves the monotony of its diet by an occasional repast on animal food; as, indeed, in winter it alternates its food whenever opportunity occurs, by regaling itself on wild berries. Yet, despite the mischief which it perpetrates in our gardens by devouring and spoiling much of the choicest fruit—for your thrush is an epicure, and tastes none but the ripest and best—the service which it renders as a devourer of insects more than compensates for all. So the gardener, if a wise man, will prefer the scare-crow to the gun, the protecting net to that which captures.
The thrush's winter diet consists of worms, insects, and snails. It picks up or pulls worms out of the ground in meadows and lawns; it searches for the others among moss and stones in woods and hedges, swallowing the smaller ones whole and expertly cracking open large snails against a stone to get to the edible parts. Once it finds a suitable stone, it keeps returning to it, so it's not unusual while walking in winter to find a spot covered with broken shells, likely all from one thrush. As spring comes, it adds caterpillars to its menu, and as summer fruits ripen, it eats them in order: strawberries, gooseberries, currants, raspberries, cherries, and, in Europe, grapes are all favorites; when those are gone, pears and apples, whether still on the tree or on the ground, often bear the signs of its beak on their ripest sides. Throughout this time, it breaks the monotony of its diet with occasional meals of animal food; in winter, it also enjoys wild berries whenever it can. Yet, despite the damage it causes in our gardens by eating and ruining much of the finest fruit—since thrushes are picky eaters that only go for the ripest and best—the benefits it provides by eating insects more than make up for all the trouble. So, a wise gardener would choose a scarecrow over a gun and a protective net instead of traps.
I know two adjoining estates in Yorkshire. On one the gardener [Pg 4] shoots blackbirds and thrushes in fruit time. On the other they are protected. The latter yields always more fruit than the former.
I know two neighboring estates in Yorkshire. On one, the gardener [Pg 4] shoots blackbirds and thrushes during fruit season. On the other, they are protected. The latter always produces more fruit than the former.
The Thrush holds a high rank, too, among birds as an architect. Its nest is usually placed in a thorn-bush, a larch or young fir-tree, a furze-bush, an apple or pear tree, or an ordinary hedge, at no great elevation from the ground, and not concealed with much attempt at art. Indeed, as it begins to build very early, it is only when it selects an evergreen that it has much chance of effectually hiding its retreat. The nest externally is composed of feather-moss, intermatted with bents, twigs, and small roots, and terminates above in a thicker rim of the same materials. Thus far the bird has displayed her skill as basket-maker. The outer case is succeeded by a layer of cow-dung, applied in small pellets, and cemented with saliva. The builder, with a beak for her only trowel, has now completed the mason's work. But she has yet to show her skill as a plasterer; this she does by lining her cup-like chamber with stucco made from decayed wood, pulverized and reduced to a proper consistence, kneading it with her beak. With this for her sole instrument, except her round breast, to give to the whole the requisite form, she has constructed a circular bowl sufficiently compact to exclude air and water, as true and as finely finished as if it had been moulded on a potter's wheel, or turned on a lathe.
The thrush is highly regarded among birds for its building skills. Its nest is usually found in a thorn bush, a larch or young fir tree, a gorse bush, an apple or pear tree, or a regular hedge, not too high off the ground and not very well hidden. In fact, since it starts building quite early, it only has a good chance of hiding its nest when it chooses an evergreen. The outside of the nest is made of feather moss mixed with grasses, twigs, and small roots, and it has a thicker rim made of the same materials on top. Up to this point, the bird has shown its talent as a basket maker. The outer part is followed by a layer of cow dung, formed into small pellets and glued together with saliva. The builder, using her beak as her only tool, has now finished the masonry. However, she still needs to show her plastering skills; she does this by lining her cup-shaped chamber with stucco made from decayed wood, crushed down to the right consistency, and kneaded with her beak. Using only this, along with her round breast to shape everything, she has created a circular bowl that is compact enough to keep out air and water, as perfectly made as if it had been shaped on a potter's wheel or turned on a lathe.
The Thrush lays four or five eggs, and rears several broods in the season, building a new nest for each brood. During incubation the female is very tame, and will suffer herself to be approached quite closely without deserting her post. In the vicinity of houses, where she is familiar with the human form, she will even take worms and other food from the hand.
The thrush lays four or five eggs and raises several broods in a season, creating a new nest for each brood. During incubation, the female is quite docile and allows people to come very close without leaving her nest. Near houses, where she’s used to seeing humans, she will even take worms and other food from a person's hand.
TURDUS ILÍACUS
The Redwing (called in France Mauvis, whence an old name for the Song-thrush, 'Mavis') is the smallest of the Thrushes with which we are familiar. It is, like the Fieldfare, a bird of passage, reaching us from the north about the same time with the Woodcock, in October. It resembles the Song-thrush more than any other bird of the family, but may readily be distinguished even at some distance by the light stripe over the eye, and its bright red under wing-coverts. In some parts of France it is much sought [Pg 5] after by the fowler, its flesh being considered by many superior to that of the Quail and Woodcock. It owes perhaps some of this unfortunate distinction to the fact of its arriving in France in time to fatten on grapes, for in this country it is often too lean to be worth cooking. Being impatient of cold, it is less abundant in the north of England than the south; but even in the mild climates of Devon and Cornwall, where it congregates in large numbers, it is so much enfeebled by unusually severe weather, as to be liable to be hunted down by boys with sticks, and a Redwing starved to death used to be no unfrequent sight in the course of a winter's ramble. As long as the ground remains neither frozen nor snowed up, the open meadows may be seen everywhere spotted with these birds, but when the earth becomes so hard as to resist their efforts in digging up worms and grubs, they repair to the cliffs which border the sea-coast, where some sunny nook is generally to be found, to woods in quest of berries, or to the water-courses of sheltered valleys. At these times they are mostly silent, their only note, when they utter any, being simple and harsh; but in France they are said to sing towards the end of February, and even in this country they have been known to perch on trees in mild weather, and execute a regular song. Towards the end of April or beginning of May, they take their departure northwards, where they pass the summer, preferring woods and thickets in the vicinity of marshes. Mr. Hewitson states that while he was travelling through Norway 'the Redwing was but seldom seen, and then perched upon the summit of one of the highest trees, pouring forth its delightfully wild note. It was always very shy, and upon seeing our approach would drop suddenly from its height, and disappear among the underwood. Its nest, which we twice found with young ones (although our unceasing endeavours to find its eggs were fruitless), was similar to that of the Fieldfare. The Redwing is called the Nightingale of Norway, and well it deserves the name', and Turdus Ilíacus because it frequented in such great numbers the environs of Ilion-Troy.
The Redwing (known in France as Mauvis, which is an old name for the Song-thrush, 'Mavis') is the smallest of the Thrushes that we know. Like the Fieldfare, it's a migratory bird, arriving from the north around the same time as the Woodcock in October. It looks more like the Song-thrush than any other bird in the family, but you can easily recognize it from a distance by the light stripe over its eye and its bright red under wing-coverts. In some parts of France, it’s highly sought after by hunters because many consider its meat to be better than that of Quail and Woodcock. This might be partly because it arrives in France just in time to feast on grapes, while in this country, it’s often too lean to be worth cooking. Since it can’t handle the cold well, it’s less common in northern England than in the south; however, even in the milder regions of Devon and Cornwall, where it gathers in large groups, it often becomes weakened by unusually harsh weather, making it vulnerable to being hunted by kids with sticks. Seeing a Redwing that has starved to death used to be a frequent sight during winter walks. As long as the ground isn’t frozen or covered by snow, you can spot these birds all over open meadows, but when the ground becomes too hard for them to dig for worms and grubs, they head to the cliffs along the coast, looking for sunny spots, or to woods in search of berries, or to the streams in sheltered valleys. During these times, they’re mostly quiet, and when they do make a sound, it’s simple and harsh; however, in France, they are said to sing at the end of February, and even here, they have been known to perch in trees during warm weather and sing a proper song. By late April or early May, they head back north for the summer, preferring woods and thickets near marshes. Mr. Hewitson mentions that when he traveled through Norway, 'the Redwing was seldom seen, and when it was, it perched on the highest trees, filling the air with its wonderfully wild song. It was always very shy, dropping suddenly from its perch when it noticed us and disappearing into the underbrush. We found its nest, which was similar to that of the Fieldfare, twice with young ones, but despite our best efforts, we could never find its eggs. The Redwing is called the Nightingale of Norway, and it truly deserves the name', and Turdus Ilíacus because it was found in such high numbers near Ilion-Troy.
TURDUS PILÁRIS
The Fieldfare is little inferior in size to the Missel Thrush, with which, however, it is not likely to be confounded even at a distance, owing to the predominant bluish tinge of its upper plumage. In the west of England, where the Thrush is called the Greybird, to [Pg 6] distinguish it from its ally the Blackbird, the Fieldfare is known by the name of Bluebird, to distinguish it from both. It is a migratory bird, spending its summer, and breeding, in the north of Europe, and paying us an annual visit in October or November. But it is impatient of cold, even with us, for in winters of unusual severity it migrates yet farther south, and drops in upon our meadows a second time in the spring, when on its way to its summer quarters. Fieldfares are eminently gregarious; not only do they arrive at our shores and depart from them in flocks, but they keep together as long as they remain, nor do they dissolve their society on their return to the north, but build their nests many together in the same wood. In this country, they are wild and cautious birds, resorting during open weather to water-courses and damp pastures, where they feed on worms and insects, and when frost sets in betaking themselves to bushes in quest of haws and other berries; or in very severe weather resorting to the muddy or sandy sea-shore. They frequent also commons on which the Juniper abounds, the berries of this shrub affording them an abundant banquet. Unlike the Blackbird and Thrush, they rarely seek for food under hedges, but keep near the middle of fields, as if afraid of being molested by some concealed enemy. When alarmed, they either take refuge in the branches of a high tree in the neighbourhood, or remove altogether to a distant field. The song of the Fieldfare I have never heard: Toussenel doubts whether it has any; Yarrell describes it as 'soft and melodious'; Bechstein as 'a mere harsh disagreeable warble'; while a writer in the Zoologist who heard one sing during the mild January of 1846, in Devon, describes it as 'combining the melodious whistle of the Blackbird with the powerful voice of the Mistle Thrush'. Its call-note is short and harsh, and has in France given it the provincial names of Tia-tia and Tchatcha. This latter name accords with Macgillivray's mode of spelling its note, yack chuck, harsh enough, no one will deny. 'Our attention was attracted by the harsh cries of several birds which we at first supposed must be Shrikes, but which afterwards proved to be Fieldfares. We were now delighted by the discovery of several of their nests, and were surprised to find them (so contrary to the habits of other species of the genus with which we are acquainted) breeding in society. Their nests were at various heights from the ground, from four to thirty or forty feet or upwards; they were, for the most part, placed against the trunk of the Spruce Fir; some were, however, at a considerable distance from it, upon the upper surface and towards the smaller end of the thicker branches: they resembled most nearly those of the Ring Ouzel; the outside is composed of sticks and coarse grass and weeds gathered wet, matted with a small quantity of clay, and lined with a thick bed of fine dry grass: none of them yet contained more than three [Pg 7] eggs, although we afterwards found that five was more commonly the number than four, and that even six was very frequent; they are very similar to those of the Blackbird, and even more so to the Ring Ouzel. The Fieldfare is the most abundant bird in Norway, and is generally diffused over that part which we visited, building, as already noticed, in society; two hundred nests or more being frequently seen within a very small space.' Oddly enough two hundred was just the number of a colony of nests in Thüringen on the estate of Baron von Berlepsch, which were those of Fieldfares he had induced to come by trimming the trunks of a long row of Black Poplar trees so as to afford good sites for the nests. The present editor visited these in 1906. Some few instances are on record of the Fieldfare breeding in this country, but these are exceptional. In general they leave us in April and May, though they have been observed as late as the beginning of June.
The Fieldfare is just slightly smaller than the Mistle Thrush, but it's easy to distinguish between them from a distance because of the dominant bluish color on its upper feathers. In the west of England, where the Thrush is known as the Greybird to differentiate it from the Blackbird, the Fieldfare is referred to as the Bluebird for clarity. It's a migratory bird that breeds in northern Europe during the summer and visits us every year in October or November. However, it's not fond of the cold, and during particularly harsh winters, it migrates even further south. It also returns to our meadows in spring as it heads back to its summer home. Fieldfares are very social birds; they arrive and leave in flocks, and they stick together while they’re here. They don’t break apart when heading back north but often nest close together in the same woods. In this country, they are wild and cautious, preferring to feed in open areas near water and wet fields where they hunt for worms and insects. When the frost hits, they move to bushes looking for haws and other berries, or in severe cold, they head to muddy or sandy shorelines. They also frequent fields covered with Juniper, as the berries provide a plentiful feast. Unlike Blackbirds and Thrushes, they rarely search for food under hedges; they prefer the middle of fields, seemingly wary of hidden predators. When startled, they either take cover in the high branches of nearby trees or fly away to a distant field. I have never heard the Fieldfare sing. Toussenel questions whether it even has a song; Yarrell describes it as “soft and melodious,” while Bechstein calls it “just a harsh, unpleasant warble.” A writer in the Zoologist who heard one sing during a mild January in 1846 in Devon described it as “a blend of the melodious whistle of the Blackbird with the strong voice of the Mistle Thrush.” Its call is short and harsh, earning it provincial names like Tia-tia and Tchatcha in France. This last name aligns with Macgillivray’s spelling of its call, yack chuck, which is undeniably harsh. "We were drawn in by the harsh calls of several birds that we initially thought were Shrikes, but later discovered they were Fieldfares. We were thrilled to find several of their nests, surprised that, contrary to the habits of other species we knew, they were breeding socially. Their nests were at various heights, from four to up to thirty or forty feet above the ground. Most were positioned against the trunk of Spruce Fir trees, but some were placed quite far from it, on the upper side of the thicker branches. They most closely resembled the nests of the Ring Ouzel; the outside was made of sticks and coarse grass and wet weeds, matted with some clay, and lined with a thick layer of fine, dry grass. None of them contained more than three eggs at that time, but we later found that five was more common than four, and that six was quite frequent. Their eggs are very similar to those of the Blackbird and even more so to the Ring Ouzel. The Fieldfare is the most common bird in Norway, widely spread across the region we visited, and, as mentioned, they often breed in groups, with two hundred nests or more often found in a small area." Interestingly, two hundred was the exact number of nests in a colony in Thüringen on the estate of Baron von Berlepsch, who had encouraged them to come by trimming the trunks of a long row of Black Poplar trees to provide suitable nesting spots. The current editor visited these nests in 1906. There are a few documented cases of the Fieldfare breeding in this country, but these are rare. Generally, they leave in April and May, although some have been seen as late as early June.
TURDUS MERULA
With his glossy coat and yellow beak the Blackbird is a handsomer bird than the Thrush; his food is much the same: he builds his nest in similar places; he is a great glutton when gooseberries are ripe, and his rich mellow song is highly inspiriting. But he is suspicious and wary; however hard pressed he may be by hunger, you will rarely see him hunting for food in the open field. He prefers the solitude and privacy of 'the bush'. In a furze-brake, a coppice, a wooded water-course, or a thick hedge-row, he chooses his feeding ground, and allows no sort of partnership. Approach his haunt, and if he simply mistrusts you, he darts out flying close to the ground, pursues his course some twenty yards and dips again into the thicket, issuing most probably on the other side, and ceasing not until he has placed what he considers a safe distance between himself and his enemy. But with all his cunning he fails in prudence; it is not in his nature to steal away silently. If he only suspects that all is not right, he utters repeatedly a low cluck, which seems to say, 'This is no place for me, I must be off'. But if he is positively alarmed, his loud vociferous cry rings out like a bell, informing all whom it may concern that 'danger is at hand, and it behoves all who value their safety to fly'. Most animals understand the cry in this sense, and catch the alarm. Many a time has the deer-stalker been disappointed of a shot, who, after traversing half a mile on his hands and knees between rocks and shrubs, has just before the critical moment of action started some ill-omened Blackbird. Out bursts the frantic alarum, heard at a great distance; the intended victim catches the alarm, once snuffs the air to discover in what direction the foe lies concealed, and bounds to a place of security. A somewhat similar note, not, however, indicative of terror, real or imagined, is uttered when the bird is about to retire for the night, and this at all seasons of the year. He would merit, therefore, the title of 'Bellman of the woods'. Neither of these sounds is to be confounded with the true song of the Blackbird. This is a full, melodious, joyful carol, many of the notes being remarkable for their flute-like tone—'the whistling of the Blackbird'—and varying greatly in their order of repetition; though I am inclined to believe that most birds of this kind have a favourite passage, which they repeat at intervals many times during the same performance.
With his shiny coat and yellow beak, the Blackbird is a more attractive bird than the Thrush; he eats much the same food and builds his nest in similar spots. He is quite a glutton when gooseberries are ripe, and his rich, mellow song is very uplifting. However, he is also suspicious and cautious; no matter how hungry he gets, you’ll rarely see him searching for food out in the open field. He prefers the solitude and privacy of 'the bush'. In a gorse patch, a thicket, a wooded stream, or a thick hedge, he chooses his feeding ground and doesn’t share it with anyone. If you approach his territory and he feels even slightly suspicious, he’ll take off low to the ground, fly about twenty yards, and then dive back into the thicket, likely coming out on the other side, continuing until he feels he has put a safe distance between himself and the threat. But despite all his cleverness, he isn't very discreet; it’s not in his nature to sneak away quietly. If he suspects something is off, he makes a low clucking sound that seems to say, 'This isn’t a safe place for me; I need to leave.' But if he’s really scared, his loud, alarmed cry rings out like a bell, warning everyone nearby that 'danger is close, and those who want to stay safe should flee.' Most animals recognize this call and understand the urgency. Many times, a deer stalker has missed a shot after crawling for half a mile among rocks and bushes, only to spook an ill-fated Blackbird just before the critical moment. The frantic alarm can be heard from far away; the intended prey picks up on the warning, sniffs the air to find where the danger is hiding, and leaps to safety. A somewhat similar sound, though not signaling real or imagined fear, can be heard when the bird is about to settle down for the night, and this occurs in every season. He could rightfully be called the 'Bellman of the woods.' Neither of these sounds should be confused with the true song of the Blackbird. His song is a full, melodious, joyful tune, with many notes known for their flute-like quality—'the whistling of the Blackbird'—and the order of the notes varies greatly. However, I believe most birds of this kind have a favorite phrase that they repeat many times throughout their performance.
- A nest and eggs.
- The young just emerged from the egg and an egg (June 1).
- The day after hatching (June 2).
- Four days later (June 4).
- Sixth day out (June 5).
- Ninth day out.
- Eleventh day out.
- Fourteenth day out.

![Plate_04. Stonechat [F] [M]; Whinchat; Black Redstart [F] [M]; and Redstart [M] [F]. Plate_04](images/plate_04.png)
The song of the Blackbird does not meet the approbation of bird-fanciers: 'It is not destitute of melody,' says Bechstein, 'but it is broken by noisy tones, and is agreeable only in the open country'. The art of teaching the Blackbird is of old date, for we find in Pepys' Diary, May 22, 1663, the following passage: 'Rendall, the house carpenter at Deptford, hath sent me a fine Blackbird, which I went to see. He tells me he was offered twenty shillings for him as he came along, he do so whistle. 23d. Waked this morning between four and five by my Blackbird, which whistled as well as ever I heard any; only it is the beginning of many tunes very well, but then leaves them and goes no further.'
The song of the Blackbird doesn't get high praise from bird lovers: 'It's not totally lacking in melody,' says Bechstein, 'but it's interrupted by loud sounds, and it's only pleasant in the countryside.' The art of teaching the Blackbird goes back a long way, as noted in Pepys' Diary, May 22, 1663, where he writes: 'Rendall, the carpenter at Deptford, sent me a great Blackbird that I went to see. He told me he was offered twenty shillings for it on his way here because it whistled so well. On the 23rd, I woke up this morning between four and five to my Blackbird, which whistled better than I've ever heard; it starts many tunes really well but then just stops and doesn't go any further.'
The song of the Blackbird is occasionally heard during the mild days of winter, but it is not until spring sets in that it can be said to be in full, uninterrupted song. It then repairs to some thick bush or hedge, especially at the corner of a pond, and builds its nest, a bulky structure, the framework of which is composed of twigs and roots; within is a thin layer of mud lined with small fibrous roots, bents, and moss. The nest contains four or five eggs, and the young birds are fed with worms. In the breeding season Blackbirds are far more venturesome than at any other time, as they frequently select a garden in which to build their nest, with the double object, perhaps, of procuring plenty of worms for their nestlings, and of launching them when fledged where they will have great facilities for regaling themselves on summer fruits. In such localities the appearance of a cat near their nest greatly excites their wrath. From being timid they become very courageous, scolding with all their might, darting down so near as almost to dash in her face, and generally ending by compelling her to beat a retreat.
The song of the Blackbird can occasionally be heard during the mild winter days, but it’s not until spring arrives that it truly sings in full force. It then goes to a dense bush or hedge, especially at the edge of a pond, to build its nest, which is a bulky structure made from twigs and roots. Inside, there's a thin layer of mud lined with small fibrous roots, grass, and moss. The nest usually holds four or five eggs, and the young birds are fed worms. During the breeding season, Blackbirds are much bolder than at other times, often choosing to nest in gardens. This may be because gardens offer plenty of worms for their chicks and easy access to summer fruits when they’re ready to fly. In these areas, if a cat appears near their nest, the Blackbirds become very protective. From being shy, they turn courageous, scolding loudly and diving close enough to nearly hit the cat in the face, usually forcing it to retreat.
The female Blackbird differs materially from the male, its plumage being of a dingy brown hue, the breast light and spotted, the beak dark brown with yellowish edges. White and pied specimens of[Pg 10] both sexes are occasionally met with. In a district of France not far from Paris they are very numerous, and here the title to a certain estate used to be kept up by the annual presentation of a white Blackbird to the lord of the manor. Large flocks from the Continent visit us in the autumn and winter.
The female Blackbird is quite different from the male; its feathers are a dull brown color, with a light and spotted chest, and its beak is dark brown with yellowish edges. Occasionally, you can find white and pied individuals of both sexes. In a region of France near Paris, they are very common, and in the past, the ownership of a certain estate was upheld by giving a white Blackbird to the lord of the manor every year. Large flocks from the mainland come to visit us in the fall and winter.
TURDUS TORQUATUS
Ring Ouzel is hardly an appropriate name for this bird; for in reality it does not wear a ring round its neck, but a white gorget on its breast, the contrast between which and its black plumage is very striking. It frequents the mountainous parts of Scotland and hilly parts of Derbyshire, and other wild parts where moors and hills are. Though never so abundant as the Blackbird and Thrush are in the plains, it is far from uncommon. It is a migratory bird, arriving in this country in April, and returning to its southern winter quarters—Corsica and other islands of the Mediterranean—early in autumn; not so early, however, as to miss the vintage season of the south of Europe. In summer it travels as far north as Sweden and Norway, where, on the authority of Mr. Hewitson, it is often seen 'enlivening the most bleak and desolate islands with its sweet song. It shares with the Redwing the name of Nightingale, and often delighted us in our midnight visits amongst the islands.' Its habits and food while it remains with us are very similar to those of the Blackbird, and its nest, generally built among stones and bushes, near the ground, is constructed of the same materials with the nest of that bird. Towards the end of their sojourn in Britain, Ring Ouzels descend to the level countries, and are not unfrequently met with in gardens, whither they repair for the sake of feeding on fruit and berries. In form and movements the Ring Ouzel is a more elegantly shaped bird than the Blackbird.
Ring Ouzel is not quite the right name for this bird; it doesn’t actually have a ring around its neck, but rather a white patch on its chest, which stands out against its black feathers. It can be found in the mountainous regions of Scotland and the hilly areas of Derbyshire, as well as other wild places where moors and hills exist. Although it's never as common as the Blackbird and Thrush in flatter areas, it's still fairly regular. It’s a migratory bird, arriving in the UK in April and heading back to its southern winter homes—like Corsica and other Mediterranean islands—early in the autumn; not so early, though, that it misses the grape harvest in southern Europe. In summer, it travels as far north as Sweden and Norway, where, according to Mr. Hewitson, it can often be found “bringing life to the most bleak and desolate islands with its sweet song.” It shares the nickname Nightingale with the Redwing and often entertained us during our late-night visits to the islands. Its habits and diet while it’s with us are very similar to those of the Blackbird, and its nest, typically built among stones and bushes close to the ground, is made from the same materials as that of the Blackbird. Toward the end of their time in Britain, Ring Ouzels move down to lower areas, where they’re often spotted in gardens, drawn there by the abundance of fruit and berries. In shape and movement, the Ring Ouzel is a more elegantly formed bird than the Blackbird.
During a considerable portion of its stay with us, open downs [Pg 11] near the sea are the favourite resort of this lively bird, to which it repairs from its transmarine winter quarters towards the second week of March. Here it may be seen for several weeks flitting from rock to rock, and occasionally soaring to the height of about twenty yards into the air, warbling from time to time its pleasant song, now aloft, and now restlessly perched on a rock, or bank, or low stone wall, calling chack-chack—and making itself all the more welcome that few others among our summer visitants have as yet recovered their voices. We need not suppose that Wheatears prolong their stay on the coast in order to rest after their voyage. More probably they make marine insects (for these are abundant even in early spring) the principal portion of their food, and are taught, by the same instinct which guided them across the sea, to remain where their wants will be fully supplied until land insects have emerged from their winter quarters. As the season advances many of them proceed inland, and repair to barren districts, whether mountainous or lowland, where they may enjoy a considerable expanse without any great admixture of trees. A wide common studded with blocks of stone, a rabbit-warren or sloping upland, is likely to be more or less thickly peopled by these shy birds. Shy we term them, because, disposed as they are to be social among themselves (especially in spring and autumn), they are with respect to other birds most exclusive. Travelling through the waste lands of England, one may sometimes go on for miles and see no winged creatures but an occasional Wheatear, which, with dipping flight, made conspicuous by the snow-white spot at the base of its tail, shoots ahead of us some thirty or forty yards, alights on a stone, and, after a few uneasy upward and downward movements of its tail, starts off again to repeat the same manœuvre, until we begin to wonder what tempts it to stray away so far from home. It does not ordinarily sing during these excursions, but utters its occasional note, very different from its spring song. It builds its nest of grass, moss, and leaves, and lines it with hair or wool, selecting some very secret spot on the ground, a deserted rabbit-burrow or cavity under a rock, where, beyond the reach of any but the most cunning marauder, it lays five or six eggs. Early in August, when the young are fully fledged, the scattered colonies of Wheatears assemble for emigration on open downs near the sea. We have seen a good many of them on the sandy coast of Norfolk and of North Hales; but it is on the extensive downs of Sussex that they collect in the largest numbers, not in flocks, but in parties of six or eight; each party perhaps constituting a family. They here retain their shy habits of flying off at the approach of a human being, and are often seen to drop suddenly, where they may remain concealed from sight behind a stone, furze-bush or bank. The shepherds and others, whose vocation lies on the downs, used to take advantage of the habit of these birds to conceal [Pg 12] themselves, and construct a multitude of simple but efficacious traps in which they capture large numbers. The method which they adopted was to cut out from the sward an oblong piece of turf about the size of a brick, which they inverted over the hole from which it was taken so as to form a cross. Beneath this are placed two running nooses of horsehair, in which the poor bird, when it takes refuge in one of the open ends of the hole for concealment, is easily snared. The birds being in fine condition at this season—having, in fact, fattened themselves previously to undertaking their long sea voyage—are highly prized as a dainty article of food. It was formerly the custom for persons who wanted a dish of Wheatears to supply themselves from the traps, placing a penny in every hole from which they took a bird; but afterwards the influx of visitors to the neighbouring watering-places so much enhanced their value, that the shepherds allowed no such interference. We once tried the experiment of releasing a bird and depositing the penny-piece in the trap, when, from a neighbouring eminence, we were assailed with such a torrent of abuse, that we declined repeating the experiment. In September, all who have escaped the sportsman and fowler wing their way to southern lands. It is thought that the autumnal flocks are partially composed of birds on their way from high latitudes, which stop to recruit their strength on the South-downs previous to final emigration.
During a significant part of its time with us, the open downs near the sea are the favorite spot for this lively bird, which arrives from its winter home across the sea around the second week of March. Here, it can be seen for several weeks fluttering from rock to rock, and occasionally soaring about twenty yards into the air, intermittently singing its cheerful song, either soaring or perched restlessly on a rock, bank, or low stone wall, calling chack-chack—making it all the more welcome since few of our summer visitors have regained their voices yet. We shouldn’t think that Wheatears extend their stay on the coast to rest after their journey. More likely, they focus on eating marine insects (which are plentiful even in early spring) and instinctively know to stay where their needs will be met until land insects emerge from their winter hiding spots. As the season progresses, many of them head inland, finding barren areas, whether mountainous or flat, where they can enjoy open spaces with few trees. A broad common dotted with stones, a rabbit warren, or sloping hillsides is likely to be more or less populated by these shy birds. We call them shy because, even though they tend to be social with their own kind (especially in spring and autumn), they are quite exclusive towards other birds. Traveling through England's wild areas, one might go for miles and only spot an occasional Wheatear, which, with its dipping flight marked by the snow-white patch at the base of its tail, darts ahead about thirty or forty yards, lands on a stone, and after a few nervous tail movements, takes off again to repeat the same maneuver, making us wonder what draws it so far from home. It typically doesn’t sing during these outings but lets out occasional notes, which are quite different from its spring song. It builds its nest out of grass, moss, and leaves, lining it with hair or wool, choosing a very hidden spot on the ground, like an old rabbit burrow or a crevice under a rock, where it lays five or six eggs, safe from all but the most clever predators. By early August, when the young are fully feathered, the scattered colonies of Wheatears gather for migration on open downs near the sea. We’ve seen plenty of them along the sandy shores of Norfolk and North Hales, but they're seen in the largest numbers on the expansive downs of Sussex, not in flocks but in groups of six or eight, each group possibly being a family. They still keep their shy habits of flying away when a human approaches and are often spotted dropping suddenly, where they can hide behind a stone, furze bush, or bank. Shepherds and others working on the downs used to take advantage of these birds' hiding habits and would set up many simple but effective traps to catch large numbers of them. Their method involved cutting out a rectangular piece of turf about the size of a brick, flipping it over the hole it came from to create a cross. Underneath, they placed two running nooses made of horsehair, so when the bird sought refuge in one of the open ends of the hole, it could easily get caught. The birds are in excellent condition at this time—having actually fattened themselves before their long sea journey—and are considered a delicacy. It used to be common for people wanting a dish of Wheatears to take them from the traps, leaving a penny for each bird they took; however, with the influx of visitors to nearby resorts, their value increased so much that the shepherds banned this practice. We once tried releasing a bird and putting the penny in the trap, but received a barrage of abuse from a nearby hill, and we decided not to try it again. In September, all who have evaded hunters and trappers head south. It’s thought that the autumn flocks include some birds migrating from higher latitudes, stopping to regroup on the South Downs before their final migration.
PRATÍNCOLA RUBÉTRA
A great deal that we have said of the Stonechat, will apply equally to the Whinchat, as the two birds much resemble each other in character, size, and habits. There is this difference, however, between them, that a considerable number of Stonechats remain in Britain during the winter, whereas the Whinchats, almost to a bird, leave our shores in the autumn. The latter is by no means so common, and is rarely seen except in wild places where the shrub is abundant from which it derives its name of Whinchat, or Furzechat. For a small bird to have black legs is, it seems, considered in France an indication of peculiar delicacy of flesh. Both of these birds, therefore, notwithstanding their diminutive size, are much sought after for the table. Both are of restless habits, delighting to perch on the summit of a furze-bush, where they keep the tail in constant [Pg 13] motion, occasionally spring into the air after an insect, and then dart off with a dipping flight to another post of advantage. They repeat the call of ü-tick! and their short and simple song, both while at rest and on the wing; but they are not musical, and 'their flesh is generally more esteemed than their song.' The Whinchat may be distinguished at a considerable distance by the white streak over the eye. Both nest and eggs of the two species are very similar.
A lot of what we've said about the Stonechat applies to the Whinchat as well, since the two birds are quite similar in character, size, and behavior. However, there's one key difference: many Stonechats stay in Britain during the winter, while almost all Whinchats leave our shores in the autumn. The Whinchat is also not as common and is usually only seen in wild areas where the shrubbery, from which it gets its name Whinchat or Furzechat, is abundant. In France, having black legs is thought to indicate particularly delicate meat for a small bird. Because of this, both of these birds, despite their small size, are highly sought after for food. They are both restless and love to sit on top of a furze bush, constantly moving their tails, occasionally jumping into the air to catch an insect, and then swooping off to another vantage point. They call out with a ü-tick! and have a short, simple song both when resting and flying; however, they aren't really musical, and 'their meat is generally valued more than their song.' You can spot a Whinchat from quite a distance due to the white streak over its eye. The nests and eggs of the two species are very similar.
PRATÍNCOLA RUBÍCOLA
We can scarcely pass through a furze-brake during the spring and summer months, without having the presence of the Stonechat almost forced on our notice. I am acquainted with no small bird whose habits are more marked, or more easily observed. Not even does the Skylark build its nest more invariably on the ground, and 'soaring sings, and singing soars', than does the Stonechat build its nest in a furze-bush, and perch on the topmost twigs of shrubs. In the breeding season, too, it seems not to wander far from its home: we know therefore where a pair are to be found at any time; and they allow us to approach so close to them, that we can readily distinguish them by the tints of their plumage.
We can hardly walk through a gorse patch in the spring and summer without noticing the Stonechat. I don’t know of any small bird whose behavior is more distinct or easier to spot. The Skylark doesn’t even consistently build its nest on the ground more than the Stonechat does in a gorse bush, and just like the Skylark "soars while singing, and sings while soaring," the Stonechat often perches on the highest twigs of shrubs. During breeding season, it doesn’t stray far from its nest, so we know where to find a pair at any time; they let us get so close that we can easily see the different colors of their feathers.
The nest of the pair may be within a few yards of the spot on which we are standing; but the exact locality no one knows, nor is likely to know but itself. The male is a beautiful creature, with a black head, red breast, and several patches of pure white on its wings, the female much more sober in her attire. Their purpose is evidently to distract our attention from their nest. One is clinging to the top of a Juniper, where he fidgets about uttering his twit-click-click, which you can easily imitate by whistling once sharply and knocking two stones together twice in rapid succession. The other is perched on the top spine of a furze-bush—they are aspiring birds and must settle on the top of whatever they alight on, be it only a dock. Now one dips down and is lost for a few seconds, to appear again, however, directly on the summit of another bush; now they are on our right hand, now on our left; now before us, and then behind. Are they describing a circle round their nest for a centre, or are they trying to trick us [Pg 14] into the belief that they are better worth caring for than their young ones, and may be caught if we will only be silly enough to chase them? I do not know; but whatever their thoughts may be, we certainly are in them, and as certainly they are not delighted at our presence. We walk on, and suddenly they are gone; but presently we encounter another pair of the same birds, who if we loiter about will treat us in exactly the same way, but, if we pass on steadily, will take little notice of us.
The nest of the pair might be just a few yards from where we’re standing, but no one knows the exact location—only they do. The male is a stunning bird, with a black head, red breast, and several patches of pure white on his wings, while the female is much more understated in her appearance. Their obvious goal is to divert our attention from their nest. One is clinging to the top of a juniper, fidgeting and making his twit-click-click sound, which you can easily mimic by whistling sharply once and knocking two stones together quickly. The other is perched on the top spine of a gorse bush—they like to be at the top of whatever they land on, even if it's just a dock. Now one dips down and disappears for a few seconds, only to reappear directly on the top of another bush; now they’re to our right, then to our left, now in front of us, and then behind. Are they circling around their nest, or are they trying to mislead us into thinking they’re more worth our attention than their chicks, hoping we’ll be silly enough to chase after them? I don’t know; but whatever they’re thinking, we are definitely on their minds, and they are certainly not happy about our presence. We keep walking, and suddenly they’re gone; but soon we come across another pair of the same birds, who, if we linger, will treat us in exactly the same way, but if we move on steadily, will hardly notice us.
We have little more to say of the Stonechat. It is not often heard to sing; the reason probably being that, when listeners are in the way, it is too anxious about its nest to be musical. Its food is principally insects, which it often catches on the wing. In winter (for they do not all leave us at this season) it feeds on worms, etc. Its nest is remarkable more from its size and position (usually in the centre of a furze-bush), than for neatness of structure. It lays five eggs. Its name Rubícola denotes a dweller among brambles, and is by no means inappropriate, as it rarely perches on any bush exceeding a bramble in size. Its names Stonechat, Stoneclink or Stonechatter, are evidently to be traced to the similarity between its note of alarm and the striking together of two pebbles.
We don’t have much more to say about the Stonechat. You don’t often hear it sing; this is probably because, when there are listeners around, it gets too worried about its nest to be musical. Its diet mainly consists of insects, which it often catches in mid-air. In winter (since not all of them leave during this season), it feeds on worms, among other things. Its nest is more notable for its size and location (usually in the middle of a gorse bush) than for its neat construction. It lays five eggs. The name Rubícola means a dweller among brambles, which is fitting since it rarely sits on any bush larger than a bramble. Its names Stonechat, Stoneclink, or Stonechatter clearly come from how its alarm call sounds like the clinking together of two pebbles.
RUTICILLA PHŒNICURA
Although of no great size this summer visitor is pretty sure to attract attention by its peculiar colouring; its red tail and white crown being sufficient to distinguish it from every other British bird. It is familiar, too, in its habits, commonly resorting to gardens, and searching for its favourite food, worms and insects, on the lawn, and in orchards. It is local rather than rare, for while there are some places to which it regularly resorts every year, there are others in which it is never seen. Redstarts arrive in this country about the end of April, and soon set about the work of building their nest. This they generally place in a hole in a wall or hollow of a tree, but sometimes by the mossy stump or amongst the exposed roots of a tree. Occasionally they select a quaint domicile, a garden pot, for example, left bottom upwards, or a sea-kale bed. A still stranger instance is that of a pair of Redstarts, who, themselves or their descendants, were for twenty years located in the box of a wooden pump. On one occasion, the pump being out of order, the owner [Pg 15] employed workmen to repair it. This proceeding offended the birds, who deserted it for three years, and then, forgetting or forgiving the intrusion, returned to their unquiet home. Another pair constructed their nest for ten successive years in the interior of an earthenware fountain placed in the middle of a garden. But though not averse to the haunts of men, the Redstart shows much anxiety when its nest is approached, flitting about restlessly and uttering a plaintive cry. I happened once to be walking in a friend's garden, and heard what I supposed to be the chirping of two birds proceed from a large apple-tree close by. As the notes were not familiar to me, I went round the tree several times in order to discover whence they proceeded. One of the notes was like the noise which may be made by striking two pebbles together, the other a querulous chirp, and they seemed to come from different parts of the tree. The author of the music, however, allowed me several times to come very near him, and I satisfied myself that both sounds proceeded from the same bird, a male Redstart, whose nest, I afterwards heard, was built in an adjoining shed. This singular power of ventriloquizing, or making its note apparently proceed from a distant place, is possessed also by the Nightingale, as any one may assure himself who will quietly creep up to within a few yards of one of these birds when singing. The song of the Redstart is short but pleasing, and it is emitted both while the bird is at rest and on the wing, principally in the morning, and only during two months of the year. Its food consists of small worms and insects, which last it is very expert at catching on the wing; and in summer, it regales itself on the soft fruits. Its nest is composed of fibrous roots and moss, and is lined with hair, wool and feathers. It lays about six eggs, which closely resemble those of the Hedge-sparrow, only that they are smaller. In autumn, the Redstarts retire southwards. On the African shores of the Mediterranean they are very abundant, and are caught by the Arabs in traps of the simplest construction. On the continent of Europe, notably in Italy, in spite of their diminutive size, they are highly prized for food. The number of Redstarts (both kinds), Redbreasts Flycatchers and Nightingales taken in traps is inconceivable. These birds being of about the same size, and equally excellent in delicacy of flesh, are sold together in all the market towns and are sent to the great cities. Thousands of dozens are thus annually despatched; but this number is as nothing compared with that consumed on the spot. In France Bird Protection has done much to stop this cruel traffic. In the schools there the boys and girls are now being taught to know and to care for the wild life about them more than in our English Council Schools.
Although not very large, this summer visitor is sure to catch attention with its unique coloring; its red tail and white crown make it stand out from every other British bird. It's also familiar in its behavior, often visiting gardens and looking for its favorite food—worms and insects—on lawns and in orchards. It’s more local than rare, as there are places it goes to every year, while there are others where it’s never spotted. Redstarts arrive in the UK around the end of April and quickly start building their nests. They usually nest in a hole in a wall or a hollow tree, but sometimes they choose a mossy stump or some exposed roots. Occasionally, they pick an unusual spot—a garden pot left upside down or a sea-kale bed. An even stranger case involved a pair of Redstarts that spent twenty years in the box of a wooden pump. One time, when the pump was out of order, the owner had workmen come to fix it. This upset the birds, causing them to abandon the pump for three years, and then they returned, either remembering or forgiving the disruption. Another pair built their nest for ten years inside a garden fountain. Although they are not averse to human areas, Redstarts get very anxious when their nest is approached, flitting around restlessly and making a sad cry. Once, while walking in a friend's garden, I heard what I thought was the chirping of two birds coming from a large nearby apple tree. Since the sounds were unfamiliar to me, I went around the tree several times to figure out where they were coming from. One sound resembled two pebbles being struck together, while the other was a whiny chirp, and they seemed to come from different parts of the tree. However, the bird let me get quite close several times, and I realized both sounds were from the same bird—a male Redstart—whose nest I later learned was built in a nearby shed. This unusual ability to make its call sound like it’s coming from a distance is also seen in Nightingales, as anyone can confirm by quietly getting within a few yards of one while it's singing. The song of the Redstart is short but sweet, and it sings both while perched and in flight, mainly in the morning and only for two months each year. Its diet consists of small worms and insects, which it skillfully catches in mid-air; in summer, it also enjoys soft fruits. Its nest is made of fibrous roots and moss, lined with hair, wool, and feathers. It typically lays about six eggs, which look a lot like those of the Hedge-sparrow, but are smaller. In the fall, Redstarts head south. They are quite common along the African shores of the Mediterranean and are caught by Arabs using very simple traps. In mainland Europe, especially in Italy, they are highly valued as food despite their small size. The number of Redstarts (both types), along with Redbreasts, Flycatchers, and Nightingales caught in traps is unbelievable. These birds are similar in size and are equally delicious, so they are sold together in all the market towns and sent to major cities. Thousands of dozens are shipped out each year; however, this number is tiny compared to how many are consumed locally. In France, bird protection initiatives have significantly reduced this cruel trade. Kids in schools there are now being taught to recognize and care for the wildlife around them more than in our English Council Schools.
RUTICILLA TITYS
A much less frequent visitor to this country than the preceding, but by no means ranking among our rarest birds, specimens occurring in the winter of every year in some part of England or another, especially in Devon and Cornwall. Its habits are much the same as those of its congener; but it generally chooses a loftier situation for its nest, which is placed in the walls of buildings, at an elevation varying from a few feet to eighty or ninety. Its plumage differs in being much darker in the fore part of the body, while the tail is of a brighter red. The eggs are white. It generally arrives in England about the first week in November, and remains with us all the winter. Its nest has never been found in this country.
A much less common visitor to this country than the previous one, but by no means one of our rarest birds, specimens can be found every winter in various parts of England, particularly in Devon and Cornwall. Its habits are similar to those of its relative; however, it often selects a higher location for its nest, which is typically built in the walls of buildings, at heights ranging from a few feet to eighty or ninety. Its plumage is different in that the front of the body is much darker, while the tail is a brighter red. The eggs are white. It usually arrives in England around the first week of November and stays with us throughout the winter. Its nest has never been discovered in this country.
ERÍTHACUS RUBÉCULA
The Redbreast is everywhere invested with a kind of sanctity beyond all other birds. Its wonted habit of making its appearance, no one knows whence, to greet the resting traveller in places the most lonely—its evident predilection for the society of the out-of-door labourer, whatever his occupation—the constancy with which it affects human habitations—and the readiness with which, without coaxing, or taming, or training, it throws itself on human hospitality—engender an idea that there must be some mysterious connexion between the two—that if there were no men, there would be no Redbreasts. Trust on one side engenders confidence on the other, and mutual attachment is the natural result. There is something, too, beyond the power of explanation in the fact that the Robin is the only bird which frequents from choice the homes of men.
The Redbreast is regarded as a special bird, unlike any other. Its habit of showing up, seemingly out of nowhere, to greet tired travelers in the most isolated places—its clear preference for the company of outdoor workers, no matter what they do—the way it consistently favors human homes—and its willingness to approach people without any coaxing, taming, or training—all create the impression that there’s some mysterious connection between it and humans. If there were no people, it feels like there wouldn’t be any Redbreasts. Trust from one side builds confidence in the other, and this mutual bond naturally develops. Additionally, there’s something unexplainable about the fact that the Robin is the only bird that actively chooses to visit human homes.
The habits of the Redbreast are so well known, that to describe them would be simply to write down what every one has seen or may see.
The habits of the Redbreast are so familiar that describing them would just mean writing down what everyone has seen or can see.
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It generally builds its nest in a hole, near the bottom of a hedge or under the stump of a tree, in an ivy-clad wall, or amidst the creepers trained round the veranda of a cottage. I have seen it also placed in a niche in a wall intended for the reception of a vase, in a bee-hive stored away on the rafters of an outhouse, and under a wisp of straw accidentally left on the ground in a garden. It is usually composed of dry leaves, roots, bents, and moss, lined with hair and wool, and contains five or six eggs. The young birds are of a brown tint, and have the feathers tipped with yellow, which gives them a spotted appearance. Until they acquire the red breast, they are very unlike the parents, and might be mistaken for young Thrushes, except that they are much smaller. They may be often observed in gardens for many days after they have left the nest, keeping together, perching in the bushes, and clamorous for food, which the old birds bring to them from time to time. It is said, that only one brood is reared in a year, but this I am inclined to doubt, having observed in the same locality families of young birds early in the spring, and late in the summer of the same year. Towards the end of August, the young birds acquire the distinctive plumage of their species, and are solitary in their habits until the succeeding spring. The call-notes of the Redbreast are numerous, and vary beyond the power of description in written words; the song is loud, and it is needless to say, pleasing, and possesses the charm of being continued when all our other feathered songsters are mute. The red of the breast often has a brighter tint, it is occasionally almost a carmine red. The late Lord Lilford told the editor such were often birds that had been bred on the Continent. Numbers of young birds come across the sea to us each autumn.
It usually builds its nest in a hole near the base of a hedge or under a tree stump, in a wall covered with ivy, or among the vines that wrap around a cottage's porch. I've also seen it placed in a niche in a wall meant for a vase, in a beehive tucked away in the rafters of a shed, and under a bit of straw accidentally left on the garden floor. The nest is typically made of dry leaves, roots, grass, and moss, lined with hair and wool, and holds five or six eggs. The young birds are brown with yellow-tipped feathers, giving them a spotted look. Until they develop their red breast, they look very different from the adults and could be mistaken for young Thrushes, except they're much smaller. They can often be seen in gardens for several days after leaving the nest, sticking together, perching in the bushes, and making a fuss for food, which the parent birds bring to them from time to time. It's said that only one brood is raised each year, but I’m not sure about that, as I’ve spotted families of young birds early in the spring and late in the summer of the same year in the same area. By the end of August, the young birds get the distinctive plumage of their species and tend to be solitary until the following spring. The call notes of the Redbreast are many and vary so much that it's hard to describe them in writing; its song is loud, and it's pleasant to hear, especially since it continues when all our other songbirds are silent. The red on the breast can sometimes be a brighter shade, almost carmine red. The late Lord Lilford mentioned to the editor that these often came from birds raised on the continent. A significant number of young birds arrive across the sea to us every autumn.
DAULIAS LUSCÍNIA
The southern, eastern, and some of the midland counties of England, enjoy a privilege which is denied to the northern and western—an annual visit, namely, from the Nightingale. It is easy enough to understand why a southern bird should bound its travels northwards by a certain parallel, but why it should keep aloof from Devon and Cornwall, the climate of which approaches more closely to that of its favourite continental haunts than many of the districts to which it unfailingly resorts, is not so clear. Several reasons have been assigned—one, that cowslips do not grow in these counties; this may be dismissed at once as purely fanciful; another is, that the soil is too rocky; this is not founded on fact, for both Devon and Cornwall abound in localities which would be to Nightingales a perfect Paradise, if they would only come; a third is, that the proper food is not to be found there: but this reason cannot [Pg 18] be admitted until it is proved that the portions of the island to which the Nightingale does resort abound in some kind of insect food which is not to be found in the extreme southern counties, and that the Nightingale, instead of being, as it is supposed, a general insect-eater, confines itself to that one; and this is a view of the question which no one has ventured to take. My own theory—and I only throw it out for consideration—is that the Nightingale is not found in these two counties on account of their peculiar geographical position. The continental Nightingales are observed to take their departure in autumn, either eastward through Hungary, Dalmatia, Greece, and the islands of the Archipelago; or southwards across the Straits of Gibraltar, but none by the broad part of the Mediterranean. Hence we may infer that the bird dislikes a long sea voyage, and that when in spring it migrates northward and westward, it crosses the English Channel at the narrowest parts only,[3] spreads itself over the nearest counties in the direction of its migration, but is instinctively prevented from turning so far back again to the south as the south-west peninsula of England. From Scotland it would be naturally excluded by its northern position, and from Ireland by the Welsh mountains and the broad sea.
The southern, eastern, and some midland counties of England have a privilege that the northern and western counties lack—an annual visit from the Nightingale. It's easy to see why this southern bird would limit its travels northwards based on a certain latitude, but it’s less clear why it stays away from Devon and Cornwall, where the climate is closer to its favorite continental habitats than many places it regularly visits. Several explanations have been suggested. One is that cowslips don’t grow in these counties; this can be immediately dismissed as imaginary. Another reason is that the soil is too rocky; however, this isn’t true, as both Devon and Cornwall have plenty of spots that would be a perfect paradise for Nightingales if only they would come. A third reason is that the proper food isn’t found there, but this explanation can’t be accepted until it’s shown that the areas where Nightingales do go have insect food that isn’t available in the far southern counties, and that the Nightingale, instead of being a general insect-eater as believed, only eats that specific type; no one has dared to support this view. My own theory—and I share it just for discussion—is that the Nightingale doesn't appear in these two counties due to their unique geographical position. Continental Nightingales are seen leaving in autumn, either heading east through Hungary, Dalmatia, Greece, and the islands of the Archipelago, or south across the Straits of Gibraltar, but not through the wider part of the Mediterranean. This suggests that the bird dislikes long sea journeys, and when it migrates northward and westward in spring, it only crosses the English Channel at its narrowest points, spreading into the nearest counties in the direction of its migration, but is instinctively deterred from going as far back south as the southwest peninsula of England. Its northern position naturally excludes Scotland, and Ireland is blocked by the Welsh mountains and the broad sea.
For the dwellers in these unfavoured districts alone is my description of the Nightingale intended; for, where it abounds, its habits are too well known to need any description. Twenty-four hours of genial May weather spent in the country with a good use of the eyes and ears, will reveal more of the life and habits of the bird than is contained in all the ornithological treatises that have been written on the subject, and they are not a few.
For the people living in these overlooked areas, my description of the Nightingale is meant; because where it thrives, its behavior is too familiar to require any explanation. Spending a full day of pleasant May weather in the countryside, using both your eyes and ears, will show you more about the life and habits of this bird than all the ornithology books ever written on the topic, and there are quite a few of them.
No great amount of caution is necessary in approaching the Nightingale while singing at night. One may walk unrestrainedly across the fields, talking in an ordinary tone of voice, and not even find it necessary to suppress conversation when close to a singing bird. Either he is too intent on his occupation to detect the presence of strangers, or he is aware of the security in which he is wrapped by the shades of night, or he is actually proud of having listeners. In the neighbourhood of my present residence in Hertfordshire, Nightingales are numerous. They arrive about the seventeenth of April, and for the first few days assemble year after year in the bushes and hedges of a certain hillside, the position of which it would be unsafe to indicate particularly, and taking their station two or three hundred yards apart from each other, set up a rivalry of song which is surpassingly beautiful. At this season, one may hear five or six chanting at once; every break in the song of the nearest being filled up by the pipings or wailings of the more distant ones. The male birds arrive several days before the female, and employ the interval, [Pg 19] it is fancifully said, in contending for the prize in a musical contest. This period is anxiously watched for by bird-catchers, who have learnt by experience that birds entrapped before they have paired will bear confinement in a cage, but that those captured after the arrival of their mates pine to death. The Nightingale being a fearless bird and of an inquisitive nature is easily snared; hence, in the neighbourhood of cities, the earliest and therefore strongest birds fall ready victims to the fowler's art.
No special caution is needed when approaching the Nightingale while it's singing at night. You can walk freely across the fields, talk in a normal tone, and you don’t even have to quiet down when you're near a singing bird. Either it's too focused on its singing to notice people nearby, or it feels safe in the cover of night, or maybe it enjoys having an audience. In my current home in Hertfordshire, Nightingales are everywhere. They arrive around April 17th, and for the first few days each year, they gather in the bushes and hedges of a specific hillside, which I won't name for safety reasons. They take their spots two or three hundred yards apart and create a beautiful competition of songs. During this time, you might hear five or six singing at once; whenever the closest one stops, the distant ones fill the gaps with their calls or wails. The male birds show up several days before the females and reportedly spend that time competing for the prize in a musical contest. This interval is closely monitored by bird-catchers, who know from experience that birds caught before they mate adapt well to being kept in a cage, while those caught after their mates arrive often lose the will to live. The Nightingale, being brave and curious, is easily trapped; therefore, in areas near cities, the earliest and strongest birds are quickly caught by hunters.
It must not be supposed that this bird sings by night only. Every day and all day long, from his first arrival until the young are hatched (when it becomes his duty to provide for his family), perched in a hedge or on the branch of a tree, rarely at any considerable height from the ground, he pours forth his roundelay, now, however, obscured by the song of other birds. But not even by day is he shy, for he will allow any quietly disposed person to approach near enough to him to watch the movement of his bill and heaving chest. At the approach of night he becomes silent, generally discontinuing his song about an hour before the Thrush, and resuming it between ten and eleven. It is a disputed point whether the Nightingale's song should be considered joyous or melancholy. This must always remain a question of taste. My own opinion is, that the piteous wailing note which is its most characteristic nature, casts a shade of sadness as it were over the whole song, even those portions which gush with the most exuberant gladness. I think, too, though my assertion may seem a barbarous one, that if the Nightingale's song comprised the wailing notes alone, it would be universally shunned as the most painfully melancholy sound in nature. From this, however, it is redeemed by the rapid transition, just when the anguish of the bird has arrived at such a pitch as to be no longer supportable, to a passage overflowing with joy and gladness. In the first or second week of June he ceases his song altogether. His cataract of sweet sounds is exhausted, and his only remaining note is a harsh croak exactly resembling that of a frog, or the subdued note of a raven, wate-wate or cur-cur. On one occasion only I have heard him in full song so late as the fourth week in June: but this probably was a bird whose first nest had been destroyed, and whose song consequently had been retarded until the hatching of a second brood. From this time until the end of August, when he migrates eastward, he may often be observed picking up grubs, worms, and ants' eggs on the garden lawn, or under a hedge in fields, hopping from place to place with an occasional shake of the wings and raising of the tail, and conspicuous whenever he takes one of his short flights by his chestnut brown tail-coverts.
It shouldn't be assumed that this bird only sings at night. Every day, from the moment it arrives until its young are hatched (when it has to provide for its family), it sits in a hedge or on a tree branch, usually just a little bit off the ground, and details its tune, though now it's often mixed in with the songs of other birds. But even during the day, it's not shy; it lets any quietly observant person get close enough to see the movements of its beak and its rising chest. As night falls, it falls silent, typically ending its song about an hour before the thrush does, and then starts up again between ten and eleven. It's debated whether the Nightingale's song should be seen as joyful or sad. That will always be a matter of personal taste. Personally, I think the sad, wailing note that’s its most distinctive trait casts a shadow of sadness over the entire song, even those parts bursting with happiness. I also believe, though it might sound harsh, that if the Nightingale's song consisted only of the wailing notes, it would be generally avoided as the most painfully sad sound in nature. However, it’s saved from that by its quick shift to a section brimming with joy and happiness, just when the bird’s anguish reaches a painful level. By the first or second week of June, it stops singing altogether. Its flood of sweet sounds runs dry, leaving it with just a harsh croak that sounds exactly like a frog, or the softer call of a raven, wate-wate or cur-cur. I’ve only heard it in full song once as late as the fourth week in June: but that was likely a bird whose first nest had been destroyed, meaning its singing had been delayed until the second brood was hatching. From that point until the end of August, when it migrates east, it's often seen picking up grubs, worms, and ants' eggs on the garden lawn or under a hedge in fields, hopping around with an occasional wing shake and tail lift, noticeable whenever it takes one of its short flights thanks to its chestnut brown tail feathers.
The Nightingale's nest is constructed of dead leaves, principally of the oak, loosely put together and placed on the ground under a bush. Internally it is lined with grass, roots, and a few hairs. It contains four or five eggs of a uniform olive-brown.
The Nightingale's nest is made of dead leaves, mainly from oak, loosely arranged and situated on the ground under a bush. Inside, it's lined with grass, roots, and a few hairs. It holds four or five eggs that are a consistent olive-brown color.
ACCENTOR MODULÁRIS
Inveterate custom has so attached the name of Hedge Sparrow to this bird, that in spite of all the efforts of ornithologists to convince the world that it is no sparrow at all (a hard-beaked, grain-eating bird), but a true warbler, it is still more frequently called by its popular name than by any of those that have been suggested. The gentle, innocent, confiding, little brown bird, which creeps like a mouse through our garden flower-beds, picks up a meagre fare in our roads and lanes, builds its nest in our thorn hedges, and though dingy itself, lays such brilliant blue eggs, has been known to us from our infancy as a 'Hedge Sparrow', and we decline any innovation: the name is a time-honoured one, and no one will mistake us. Hedge Accentor, Hedge Warbler, and Shuffle-wing, are names open to those who prefer them, but we adhere to the old-fashioned designation of Hedge Sparrow. This bird is a genuine Warbler, and one of the few belonging to the tribe who remain with us all the winter; we should suppose, indeed, that he never wandered far from the place of his birth. At all seasons his habits and food appear to be the same. All day long he is shuffling about on the ground picking up minute atoms, whether seeds or insects, who knows? Every day, nearly all the year round, he repairs at intervals to the nearest hedge, where he sings a song, soft and gentle like himself; and every evening, when the Blackbird rings his curfew bell, he fails not to respond with his drowsy cheep, cheep, as he repairs to the bush he has selected for his night's rest. Very early in spring, before his brother warblers have arrived from the south, he has chosen his mate, built his snug nest, and too probably commenced a second; for unsuspicious in nature, he does not retire to solitary places for this purpose, and the leafless hedges but ill conceal his labours from the peering eyes of all-destroying ploughboys. Such are nearly all his "short and simple annals". He quarrels with no one, he achieves no distinction, throwing no one into ecstasies with his song, and stealing no one's fruit; unobtrusive and innocent, he claims no notice, and dreads no resentment; and so, through all the even tenor of his way, he is, without knowing it, the favourite of children, and of all the good and gentle.
Inveterate custom has so attached the name of Hedge Sparrow to this bird that, despite all the efforts of ornithologists to convince the world that it is not a sparrow at all (a hard-beaked, grain-eating bird), but a true warbler, it is still more commonly called by its popular name than by any of the suggested alternatives. The gentle, innocent, trusting little brown bird, which creeps like a mouse through our garden flower beds, picks up a meager meal in our roads and lanes, builds its nest in our thorn hedges, and despite its dingy appearance, lays such brilliant blue eggs, has been known to us since childhood as a "Hedge Sparrow," and we resist any change: the name is a well-established one, and no one will get confused. Hedge Accentor, Hedge Warbler, and Shuffle-wing are options for those who prefer them, but we stick to the old-fashioned name of Hedge Sparrow. This bird is a true Warbler, and one of the few in its family that stays with us all winter; we would assume that it never strays far from its birthplace. Throughout the seasons, its habits and food seem to remain consistent. All day long, it shuffles around on the ground, picking up tiny bits, whether seeds or insects, who knows? Every day, nearly all year round, it makes regular trips to the closest hedge, where it sings a song, soft and gentle like itself; and every evening, when the Blackbird rings his curfew bell, it responds with its sleepy cheep, cheep, as it heads to the bush it has chosen for the night. Very early in spring, before the other warblers arrive from the south, it has picked a mate, built its cozy nest, and likely started a second one; being unsuspecting by nature, it doesn’t retreat to secluded spots for this purpose, and the bare hedges poorly conceal its work from the prying eyes of all-destroying ploughboys. Such are nearly all its "short and simple annals." It doesn't quarrel with anyone, achieves no distinction, doesn't throw anyone into ecstasies with its song, and doesn't steal anyone's fruit; unobtrusive and innocent, it doesn't seek attention and fears no backlash; thus, through the steady course of its life, it becomes, without realizing it, a favorite among children and all things good and gentle.
SYLVIA CINÉREA
The Whitethroat is in England the most common of all the migratory warblers, and is generally diffused. It is essentially a hedge-bird, neither taking long flights nor resorting to lofty trees. Early in May it may be detected in a hawthorn or other thick bush, hopping from twig to twig with untiring restlessness, frequently descending to the ground, but never making any stay, and all the while incessantly babbling with a somewhat harsh but not unpleasant song, composed of numerous rapid and short notes, which have but little either of variety or compass. Occasionally it takes a short flight along the hedge, generally on the side farthest from the spectator, and proceeds to another bush a few yards on, where it either repeats the same movements, or perches on a high twig for a few seconds. From time to time it rises into the air, performing curious antics and singing all the while. Its short flight completed, it descends to the same or an adjoining twig; and so it seems to spend its days. From its habit of creeping through the lower parts of hedges, it has received the popular name of 'Nettle-creeper'. From the grey tone of its plumage, it is in some districts of France called 'Grisette', and in others, from its continuous song, 'Babillarde', names, however, which are popularly applied without distinction to this species and the next. While singing it keeps the feathers of its head erected, resembling in this respect the Blackcap and several of the other warblers. Though not naturally a nocturnal musician, it does not, like most other birds, when disturbed at night, quietly steal away to another place of shelter, but bursts into repeated snatches of song, into which there seems to be infused a spice of anger against the intruder.[4] Its food consists of insects of various kinds; but when the smaller fruits begin to ripen, it repairs with its young brood to our gardens, and makes no small havoc among raspberries, currants, and cherries. It constructs its nest among brambles and nettles, raised from two to three feet from the ground, of bents and the dry stems of herbs, mixed with cobweb, cotton from the willow, bits of wool, and horsehair. It usually lays five eggs.
The Whitethroat is the most common migratory warbler in England and is widely distributed. It's primarily a hedge bird, not known for long flights or tall trees. In early May, you can find it in a hawthorn or other dense bushes, hopping from branch to branch with endless energy, often dropping to the ground without stopping, while continuously chirping a somewhat harsh but not unpleasant song, made up of many quick and short notes that lack much variety or range. Occasionally, it takes a short flight along the hedge, usually on the side farthest from onlookers, and moves to another bush a few yards away, where it either repeats the same behavior or sits on a high branch for a few seconds. From time to time, it takes to the air, showing off its odd movements while singing all the while. Once its brief flight is done, it returns to the same or a nearby branch; this seems to be how it spends its days. Due to its habit of moving through the lower parts of hedges, it's commonly called the 'Nettle-creeper'. Its grey plumage has earned it names like 'Grisette' in some parts of France, and others call it 'Babillarde' because of its constant singing, though these names are often used interchangeably for this species and the next. While singing, it raises the feathers on its head, similar to the Blackcap and several other warblers. Although it’s not a natural nighttime singer, it doesn't quietly move to another spot like most birds when disturbed at night; instead, it bursts into repeated snippets of song, which seem to express some annoyance at the intruder.[4] Its diet consists of various insects; however, as smaller fruits start ripening, it comes to our gardens with its young and causes quite a bit of damage among raspberries, currants, and cherries. It builds its nest in brambles and nettles, about two to three feet off the ground, using dried grass and stems, mixed with cobwebs, cotton from willows, bits of wool, and horsehair. It usually lays five eggs.
SYLVIA CURRÚCA
Gilbert White in his charming history says, "A rare, and I think a new little bird frequents my garden, which I have very great reason to think is the Pettichaps; it is common in some parts of the kingdom; and I have received formerly dead specimens from Gibraltar. This bird much resembles the Whitethroat, but has a more white, or rather silvery breast and belly; is restless and active, like the Willow-wrens, and hops from bough to bough, examining every part for food; it also runs up the stems of the crown-imperials, and, putting its head into the bells of those flowers, sips the liquor which stands in the nectarium of each petal. Sometimes it feeds on the ground like the Hedge-Sparrow, by hopping about on the grass plots and mown walks." The little bird of which the amiable naturalist gives so interesting a description, was, there is little doubt, that which is now called the Lesser Whitethroat, then a 'new bird', inasmuch as it had not been made a distinct species, and necessarily a 'rare bird', not because a few only visited Britain, but because, until his time set the example, competent observers of birds were rare. It differs externally from the preceding, in its smaller size, and the darker colour of its beak, upper plumage, and feet, and resembles it closely in its habits, though I have never observed that it indulges in the eccentric perpendicular flights, which have gained for its congener, the Greater Whitethroat, the quaint sobriquet of 'singing skyrocket.' It feeds, too, on insects, and is not found wanting when raspberries and cherries are ripe. But no matter what number of these it consumes, it ought with its companions to be welcomed by the gardener as one of his most valuable friends. For it should be borne in mind, that these birds, by consuming a portion of a crop of ripe fruit, do not at all injure the trees, but that the countless aphides and caterpillars which they devoured at an earlier period of the year, would, if they had been allowed to remain, have feasted on the leaves and young shoots, and so not only have imperilled the coming crop, but damaged the tree so materially as to impair its fertility for some time to come. Those birds, therefore, which in spring feed on insects and nourish their young on the same diet, may be considered as necessary to protect from injury the trees which are destined to supply them with support when insect food becomes scarce. Consider what would be the result if the proper food of birds were leaves, or if insects were permitted to devour the foliage unchecked! our woods would be leafless, our gardens would become deserts. [Pg 23]
Gilbert White in his charming history says, "A rare, and I think a new little bird visits my garden, which I believe is the Pettichaps; it’s common in some parts of the country, and I’ve previously received dead specimens from Gibraltar. This bird looks a lot like the Whitethroat, but has a whiter, or rather silvery, breast and belly; it’s restless and active like the Willow-wrens, hopping from branch to branch, checking every spot for food; it also climbs up the stems of crown-imperials, sticking its head into the flowers to sip the nectar inside each petal. Sometimes it feeds on the ground like the Hedge-Sparrow, hopping around on the grass and mowed paths." The little bird that the friendly naturalist describes so interestingly was, without a doubt, what we now call the Lesser Whitethroat, considered a 'new bird' because it hadn't been classified as a separate species, and necessarily a 'rare bird', not because only a few visited Britain, but because, until his time set the example, there weren’t many knowledgeable bird observers. It differs externally from the previous bird in its smaller size and darker colors of its beak, upper feathers, and feet, and closely resembles it in behavior, although I've never seen it engage in the quirky vertical flights that earned its relative, the Greater Whitethroat, the amusing nickname of 'singing skyrocket.' It also feeds on insects and doesn't pass up ripe raspberries and cherries. But no matter how many of these it eats, it should be welcomed by gardeners as one of their best friends. It's important to remember that these birds, by eating a bit of ripe fruit, don’t harm the trees; rather, the countless aphids and caterpillars they consumed earlier in the year, if left alone, would have feasted on the leaves and young shoots, potentially endangering the upcoming crop and significantly damaging the tree’s fertility for a long time. Therefore, those birds which feed on insects in the spring and raise their young on the same diet are essential for protecting the trees that will later provide them with resources when insect food runs low. Imagine the consequences if birds' main food were leaves or if insects were allowed to devour the foliage without control! Our forests would be bare, our gardens would turn into wastelands. [Pg 23]
SYLVIA HORTENSIS
Though tolerably well dispersed throughout England, this bird is by no means so abundant as the Blackcap, which it resembles in size and habits, but it arrives later, coming early in May. It is very local. Its song is little if at all inferior to that of the bird just named, and it is far from improbable that some of the sweet strains for which the Blackcap gets credit, particularly late in the summer, may be produced by the Garden Warbler; I have heard its song so late as the fifth of October. By some authors it is called the Greater Pettychaps, by others the Fauvette, which latter name is by some French ornithologists applied to the group containing this bird and several allied species. Its nest and eggs are so like those of the Blackcap as to be discriminated with difficulty.
Though fairly spread across England, this bird is not nearly as common as the Blackcap, which it resembles in size and behavior, but it arrives later, coming in early May. It’s quite localized. Its song is not much worse than that of the aforementioned bird, and it’s very possible that some of the beautiful melodies credited to the Blackcap, especially late in the summer, may actually come from the Garden Warbler; I’ve heard its song as late as October 5th. Some authors refer to it as the Greater Pettychaps, while others call it the Fauvette, a name that some French ornithologists use for the group that includes this bird and several related species. Its nest and eggs are so similar to those of the Blackcap that they are hard to tell apart.
SYLVIA ATRICAPILLA
Whatever difference of opinion there may be as to the character of the Nightingale's song—whether it partakes more of joyousness or of melancholy—the gladsomeness of the Blackcap's warble is beyond all dispute. Conceding to the Nightingale the first place among the warblers which visit England, we do not hesitate to claim the second for the Blackcap. Its song is inferior in power and compass to that of the bird of night, but there is about it a delicious eloquence which makes it irresistibly charming. White of Selborne describes it as "full, sweet, deep, loud and wild"; high but not unmerited praise. If there are no vocal efforts to astonish, there are no piteous wailings to distress, and though the bird retires to rest at a reasonable hour, it continues its song until a late period of the season, long after that of the Nightingale has degenerated to a croak. It has been compared to that of the Redbreast, but it is more mellow and flute-like; to that of the Thrush, but it is softer and of more compass; to that of the Lark, but it is more varied. A practised ear will confound it with neither of these, though, [Pg 24] strange to say, many persons who have lived all their lives in the country and who take much interest in its pleasant sights and sounds, habitually confound it with the song of one or other of these birds, not knowing to whom they are indebted for one of the principal charms of their gardens. The Blackcap, like several other of the migratory warblers, returns again and again to its old haunts. For six successive years it has been known to build its nest in a bramble which hung down from a rock in a public garden; and for even a longer period my own garden has been annually visited by a pair who, from unfailingly resorting to the same bushes, must, I have little doubt, be the same pair, though I cannot say that I have found or even searched for their nest. On its first arrival in April, the Blackcap is in the habit of what bird-fanciers call 'recording'—that is, practising over its song in a low tone. During this season of rehearsal it does not care to be seen, but hides away in a thick bush. It is nevertheless by no means shy of being heard, as it will allow the listener to approach within a few yards of its hiding-place without stopping its song, and if disturbed will remove to a very little distance and recommence. After a few days it acquires its full powers of voice.
Whatever differences people may have about the Nightingale's song—whether it leans more towards happiness or sadness—the cheerful notes of the Blackcap are undeniable. While we readily give the Nightingale the top spot among the songbirds that visit England, we confidently claim the second place for the Blackcap. Its song may not be as powerful or wide-ranging as that of the night bird, but it carries a delightful charm that is hard to resist. White of Selborne describes it as "full, sweet, deep, loud and wild"; that's high praise, but well-deserved. There aren't any dramatic vocal displays to impress, nor are there any sad cries to upset, and although the bird goes to sleep at a reasonable hour, it continues to sing until late in the season, long after the Nightingale's songs have turned into croaks. It's been compared to the Redbreast's song, but the Blackcap's is mellower and has a flute-like sound; it's compared to the Thrush, but it's softer and has a wider range; and to the Lark's song, but it's more varied. An experienced ear won't confuse it with any of those, although, strangely, many people who've lived in the countryside all their lives and enjoy its lovely sights and sounds often mix it up with the songs of these birds, not realizing who provides one of the main delights in their gardens. The Blackcap, like several other migratory songbirds, returns repeatedly to its old spots. For six straight years, it has been known to build its nest in a bramble that drapes down from a rock in a public garden; and for even longer, my own garden has been visited annually by a pair that, due to consistently returning to the same bushes, I have little doubt must be the same couple, though I can't say I've found or even looked for their nest. When it first arrives in April, the Blackcap usually engages in what bird-lovers call 'recording'—that is, practicing its song in a low tone. During this rehearsal period, it prefers to stay hidden, tucked away in a dense bush. However, it's not shy about being heard, as it will let a listener approach within a few yards of its spot without stopping its song, and if disturbed, it will only move a short distance before starting again. After a few days, it fully masters its song.
Its song is now remarkable among the full choir for sweetness, loudness, and long continuance. Its food at this time consists of aphides, caterpillars, and other small insects which infest roses and fruit-trees; it rarely captures flies on the wing or descends to feed on the ground. In June it begins to sing shorter strains, but with no diminished power. It may then be observed flying from branch to branch of an apple-tree, resting for a few seconds only in the same spot, and busily occupied in collecting grubs or aphides, then indulging in a short strain. In July, when the raspberries ripen, the Blackcap becomes chary of its song, and introduces its young brood to the choicest and juiciest fruit; in their attentions to which both old and young birds are exceedingly pertinacious, holding scarecrows in extreme contempt, and heeding clapping of hands or the discharge of a gun as little. The young of the first year resemble the adult female in having a chocolate-coloured crown. The song of the Blackcap may be heard occasionally late in the summer; in September or October both old and young take their departure, and the Redbreast is left without a rival to assert his superiority as a warbler, until the return of spring. The nest is usually placed in a hedge or low bush, a few feet from the ground, and is constructed of bents, and lined with fibrous roots and hair. The male bird assists the female in performing the office of incubation, and is said to relieve the monotony of his occupation by singing, thus often betraying a well-concealed nest. [Pg 25]
Its song is now outstanding among the entire choir for its sweetness, volume, and duration. At this time, it feeds on aphids, caterpillars, and other small insects that infest roses and fruit trees; it rarely catches flies mid-air or feeds on the ground. In June, it starts singing shorter melodies, but with no loss of power. You can see it flying from branch to branch of an apple tree, stopping for just a few seconds in the same spot, busy gathering grubs or aphids, and then bursting into a brief song. In July, when raspberries ripen, the Blackcap becomes sparing with its song and introduces its young to the choicest and juiciest fruit; both the adult and young birds are very persistent about this, showing complete disdain for scarecrows and caring little for clapping hands or the sound of a gun. The young birds of the first year look like the adult females with their chocolate-brown crowns. You might still hear the Blackcap's song occasionally late in summer; by September or October, both adults and young leave, and the Robin is left without a rival to claim its spot as a songbird until spring returns. The nest is usually placed in a hedge or low bush, a few feet off the ground, built from grasses, and lined with fibrous roots and hair. The male helps the female with incubation and is said to break the monotony of his task by singing, often giving away the location of their hidden nest. [Pg 25]
SYLVIA UNDATA
This species received its name from having been first shot on Bexley Heath, near Dartford in 1773. It has since been observed on furzy commons in several of the southern and western counties, but is local and nowhere abundant. In its habits it resembles the Stone and Furze Chats, perching on the upper sprays of the furze and whitehorn, but never still for a minute, throwing itself into various attitudes, erecting its crest and tail at intervals, frequently rising into the air with most fantastic movements, catching insects on the wing, and either returning to the same twig, or making a short flight to some other convenient bush. The syllables 'cha cha cha' are several times repeated when the bird is irritated. Its note is commonly Pitchou, hence its French name. It keeps quite aloof from human habitations, and is so timid that on the approach of an observer, it creeps into a bush, and remains concealed until the danger is past. The nest of goose grass and soft bits of furze, wool and moss is placed in the fork of a furze-bush selected for its thickness and difficulty of access. It is somewhat wandering, but may be called a resident in the South, gradually extending northwards. Many specimens have been observed in mid-winter, and Rennie states that he has seen one as early as the end of February hovering over furze and singing like a Whitethroat.
This species got its name because it was first shot on Bexley Heath, near Dartford, in 1773. Since then, it has been spotted in grassy areas in several southern and western counties, but it’s local and not very abundant. Its behavior is similar to that of the Stone and Furze Chats, perching on the upper branches of furze and whitehorn, but never staying still for long. It frequently changes positions, raises its crest and tail from time to time, often taking to the air with energetic movements, catching insects mid-flight, and either returning to the same branch or making a quick flight to another bush. When irritated, it repeats the sounds "cha cha cha" multiple times. Its common call is "Pitchou," which is why it has its French name. It tends to shy away from human dwellings and is so timid that when someone approaches, it hides in a bush until the danger passes. The nest, made of goose grass and soft pieces of furze, wool, and moss, is built in the fork of a furze bush chosen for its thickness and difficulty of access. It is somewhat migratory but can be considered a resident in the South, gradually moving northward. Many individuals have been noted in mid-winter, and Rennie reports that he saw one as early as the end of February hovering over furze and singing like a Whitethroat.
ACROCÉPHALUS STRÉPERUS
Both the Sedge and the Reed warblers are jaseuses, or chatterers, with rounded tails; but the Sedge Warbler has its upper plumage spotted with dark brown, and a white line above its eye, while the upper plumage of the Reed Warbler is of a uniform pale brown, and the light mark is absent from above the eye. The haunts and habits of the two birds are precisely similar, but the Reed Warbler is by far the less common of the two; for while the Sedge Warbler is sure to be found wherever the Reed Warbler has been observed, [Pg 26] the converse by no means follows. The parts of England in which it appears to be most frequent, are East Riding of Yorkshire, Essex, Surrey, Kent, Suffolk, and Norfolk. In the reed-beds on the banks of the Thames, between Erith and Greenwich, it is common.
Both the Sedge and the Reed warblers are jaseuses, or chatterers, with rounded tails; however, the Sedge Warbler has dark brown spots on its upper feathers and a white line above its eye, while the Reed Warbler's upper feathers are a uniform pale brown, and it lacks the light mark above the eye. The habitats and behaviors of both birds are exactly alike, but the Reed Warbler is much rarer; while you can always find the Sedge Warbler where the Reed Warbler has been spotted, the opposite isn’t true. The regions in England where the Reed Warbler seems to be most common are the East Riding of Yorkshire, Essex, Surrey, Kent, Suffolk, and Norfolk. It is frequently found in the reed-beds along the Thames between Erith and Greenwich.
"The nest of the Reed Warbler is often elegantly built, and generally fixed to three or four reed-stems. It is composed of slender blades of grass, interwoven with reed-tops, dry duckweed, and the spongy substance which covers many of the marsh ditches; and, here and there, a long piece of sedge is wound securely around it; the lining is of the finer flowering stems of grass, intermixed with a little horsehair. It is a deep and solid structure, so that the eggs cannot easily roll out; it is firmly fastened to the reeds in tidal ditches and rivers, at the height of three or four feet from the water, but in still ditches often not more than a foot. In windy weather, when wading through the reed-beds, I have seen nests, with both old and young in them, blown nearly to the surface of the water; but the birds fix their claws firmly to the sides of the nest, with their heads to windward, and thus ride as securely in their cradle as a sailor does in his cot or hammock."[5] The Cuckoo occasionally chooses the Reed Warbler's nest to lay its eggs in, for the same writer remarks—"At the latter end of July, 1829, while reading in my garden, which adjoins a market garden, I was agreeably surprised to see a young Cuckoo, nearly full-grown, alight on the railings between the two, not more than a dozen yards from where I was sitting. Anxious to see what bird had reared this Cuckoo, I silently watched his movements, and had not waited more than a minute, when a Reed Warbler flew to the Cuckoo, who, crouching down with his breast close to the rail, and fluttering his wings, opened wide his orange-coloured mouth to receive the insect his foster-mother had brought him. This done, the Reed Warbler flew away for a fresh supply of food. The difference in the size of the two birds was great; it was like a pigmy feeding a giant. While the Reed Warbler was absent, the Cuckoo shuffled along the rail, and hopped upon a slender post to which it was nailed, and which projected about eight inches above the rail. The Reed Warbler soon returned with more food, and alighted close to the Cuckoo, but on the rail beneath him; she then began to stretch herself to the utmost to give him the food, but was unable to reach the Cuckoo's mouth, who, like a simpleton, threw his head back, with his mouth wide open, as before. The Reed Warbler, by no means at a loss, perched upon the Cuckoo's broad back, who, still holding back his head, received in this singular way the morsel brought for him." The song of the Reed Warbler is loudest and at its best during the evening twilight.
"The Reed Warbler builds an elegantly structured nest, usually attached to three or four reed stems. It's made from slender blades of grass, mixed with reed tops, dry duckweed, and the spongy material that covers many marsh ditches. Here and there, a long piece of sedge is securely wrapped around it; the lining consists of finer flowering grass stems, interspersed with a bit of horsehair. The nest is deep and sturdy, preventing the eggs from rolling out easily; it's firmly secured to the reeds in tidal ditches and rivers, typically three or four feet above the water, but in still ditches, it may be only about a foot high. On windy days, while wading through the reeds, I've seen nests, with both adult and young birds inside, almost blown to the water's surface; however, the birds grip the sides of the nest tightly, facing into the wind, securely riding in their cradle like a sailor in a cot or hammock." [5] The Cuckoo occasionally chooses the Reed Warbler's nest to lay its eggs. The same writer notes, "At the end of July 1829, while I was reading in my garden next to a market garden, I was pleasantly surprised to see a near-grown young Cuckoo land on the railings between the two gardens, no more than a dozen yards from where I was sitting. Curious about which bird had raised this Cuckoo, I silently watched its movements, and after less than a minute, a Reed Warbler flew to the Cuckoo, who crouched down with its breast close to the rail, fluttering its wings and opening its bright orange mouth to receive the insect its foster mother had brought. After this, the Reed Warbler flew off to find more food. The size difference between the two birds was striking; it was like a pygmy feeding a giant. While the Reed Warbler was gone, the Cuckoo shuffled along the rail and hopped onto a slender post nailed to it, which stuck out about eight inches above the rail. The Reed Warbler soon returned with more food and landed near the Cuckoo, but on the rail below it; she stretched as far as she could to give him the food but couldn’t reach his mouth because he, like a simpleton, tilted his head back with his mouth wide open again. Not at a loss, the Reed Warbler perched on the Cuckoo’s broad back, who, still tilting his head back, received the morsel in this unusual way." The song of the Reed Warbler is loudest and at its peak during the evening twilight.
ACROCÉPHALUS PALUSTRIS
The Marsh Warbler is local in its occurrence, in the south of England. It nests in drier places than the Reed Warbler and its song is different, being much more melodious, and uttered more boldly. Close to low bushes, or among meadow-sweet, nettles and cow-parsnip, you may find its nest, which is made of fine rounded stalks of grass and lined with horsehair. There are five to seven eggs, whiter in ground colour than those of the Reed Warbler. The Marsh Warbler comes each spring to the neighbourhood of Taunton, but it is still a somewhat rare species.
The Marsh Warbler is found in specific areas, mainly in the south of England. It nests in dryer locations compared to the Reed Warbler, and its song is distinct, being much more melodic and sung more confidently. You might find its nest near low bushes or among meadowsweet, nettles, and cow-parsnip, constructed from fine, rounded grass stalks and lined with horsehair. There are five to seven eggs, which have a whiter base color than those of the Reed Warbler. The Marsh Warbler arrives each spring in the Taunton area, but it remains a somewhat rare species.
ACROCÉPHALUS PHRAGMÍTIS
On the banks of reedy and bushy rivers, in marshes, withy holts, wherever, in fact, there is fresh water associated with enough vegetation to shelter and conceal, this bustling little bird is a constant summer visitor; restless in its habits, and courting notice by its twittering song, from the time of its arrival to that of its departure. It is usually first detected by its rapidly repeated note, which it utters while performing its short flights from bush to bush, and while creeping in and out among reeds and rushes. The fisherman knows it well, and is often tempted to withdraw his eye from his fly or float, to watch its movements on the opposite bank. From its unceasing babble, ploughboys call it a 'chat', a name which exactly answers to the French name of the group to which it belongs—'Jaseuses'. Its note is remarkable neither for volume nor sweetness, and, like that of unfeathered chatterers, seems to carry more noise than meaning. To a certain extent the bird is a mimic, as it imitates such notes of other birds as are within the compass of its little throat. I was walking one morning in May by the banks of a canal not far from a village, when I remarked the exact resemblance between a portion of its song and the chirrup of a House Sparrow. Intermixed with this, I detected the note of some other bird; but, familiar though it sounded, I ransacked my memory in vain to discover from whom it was purloined. Pursuing my walk towards the houses, I heard the note of some Guinea-fowls; not the 'come-back' cry, but the 'click-click' [Pg 28] which every one knows so well. Of this the Sedge Warbler had caught exactly both the key and the time; the two notes were in fact identical, except that they were performed on instruments of different calibre. Like other chatterers, who, when they have finished their song, are easily provoked to begin again, the Sedge Warbler, if he does occasionally retire to a bed of reeds and there holds his peace, may be excited to repeat his whole story over again, with variations and additions, by flinging a stone into his breathing-place. And not content with babbling all day, he extends his loquacity far into the night; hence he has been called the Sedge Nightingale, but with doubtful propriety, for, with all the will perhaps to vie with that prince of songsters, the zinzinare of the Nightingale is far beyond his powers. Yet in spite of his obtrusiveness, he is an amusing and a pleasant companion to the wanderer by the river's side: his rivalry is devoid of malice, and his mimicry gives no one pain. While at rest—if he is ever to be detected in this state—he may be distinguished from all other birds frequenting similar haunts by his rounded tail, and a light narrow mark over each eye. His food consists of worms, insects, and fresh-water mollusks, for which he hunts among the stems of aquatic plants. As an architect, he displays great skill, constructing his nest among low bushes, never at any great distance from the water, about a foot from the ground. It is composed of stems and leaves of dead grass, moss and fine roots, and lined with hair, wool, feathers, and the down of various marsh plants. The structure is large, compact, and deep, suspended from, rather than built on, its supports. The eggs are usually five or six in number, though as many as seven have been sometimes found.
On the banks of grassy, bushy rivers, in marshes and willow groves, wherever there’s fresh water and enough vegetation for shelter, this lively little bird is a regular summer visitor. It's always on the move and seeks attention with its cheerful song from the moment it arrives until it leaves. You typically hear it first by its quick, repeating calls as it darts between bushes and sneaks in and out of reeds and rushes. Fishermen recognize it well and often pause from watching their fishing lines to observe its antics on the opposite bank. Because of its constant chatter, farm boys call it a 'chat,' which fits perfectly with the French name for this group—'Jaseuses'. Its call isn’t particularly loud or sweet and, similar to other chatty birds, seems to produce more noise than meaning. To some degree, this bird is a mimic, imitating sounds of other birds that match its small vocal range. One morning in May, while walking by a canal near a village, I noticed how closely part of its song resembled the chirping of a House Sparrow. Mixed in with this, I heard the sound of another bird; though it was familiar, I couldn’t recall which bird it belonged to. As I walked toward the houses, I heard some Guinea fowl; not their 'come-back' call, but the recognizable 'click-click' sound. The Sedge Warbler had captured both the pitch and rhythm of this sound perfectly; the two calls were identical, just produced by different voices. Like other chatty birds, once it finishes its song, the Sedge Warbler can be easily coaxed back into singing. If it retreats to a patch of reeds and stays quiet for a moment, throwing a stone into its area might prompt it to start its whole song from the beginning—with some variations and additions. Not satisfied with chattering all day, it carries on well into the night; that's why it’s often called the Sedge Nightingale. However, this name might not be entirely fitting, since, despite its desire to compete with the true king of songbirds, the Nightingale's vocal ability far surpasses that of the Sedge Warbler. Still, despite its constant noise, it’s an entertaining and pleasant companion for anyone strolling by the river; its playful rivalry isn’t harmful, and its mimicking doesn’t bother anyone. When at rest—if you can ever spot it in that state—you can distinguish it from other similar birds by its rounded tail and a light line above each eye. Its diet consists of worms, insects, and freshwater mollusks, which it forages for among the stems of water plants. As a builder, it shows great skill, creating its nest in low bushes close to the water, about a foot off the ground. The nest is made of stems and leaves of dried grass, moss, and fine roots, lined with hair, wool, feathers, and fluff from various marsh plants. The nest is large, sturdy, and deep, hanging from rather than resting directly on its supports. Usually, there are five or six eggs, though as many as seven have been found at times.
LOCUSTELLA NÆVIA
As long ago as the time when a stroll of five-and-twenty miles fatigued me less than a journey of ten does now—when I returned from my botanical rambles with tin boxes, hands and pockets, laden with stores of flowers, ferns, and mosses, my homeward path often led me through a certain valley and wood on the skirts of Dartmoor, known by the names of Bickleigh Vale and Fancy Wood. It often happened that twilight was fading into gloom when I reached this stage in my wanderings—the last of the evening songsters had hushed its note; for this county, beautiful as it [Pg 29] is, offers not sufficient attraction to the Nightingale; yet I never passed this way under such circumstances without feeling myself compelled to stop once and again to listen to the monotonous whir of what I had been told, and what I believed to be the note of the large green grasshopper, or locust. Monotonous is, perhaps, not the right word to use, for an acute ear can detect in the long unmusical jar a cadence descending sometimes a semitone, and occasionally almost a whole note; and it seemed besides to increase in loudness for a few seconds and then to subside a little below the ordinary pitch; this fall is chiefly at the breeding season. Whether the difference was produced by a rising and lulling of the breeze, or whether the musician actually altered its note and intensity of noise (or must I call it music?), I could never decide. As long as I fancied the performer to be an insect, I was inclined to believe that one of the first suppositions was correct; for it seemed hardly possible that the purely mechanical action of an insect's thighs against its body could produce variety of sound—as well expect varied intonations from a mill-wheel or saw-pit. Attentive observation, and the knowledge that the noise in question proceeded not from the exterior of an insect, but from the throat of a bird, has led me to form another conclusion. I am not surprised at my having fallen into the error; for the song of this bird is but an exaggeration of the grasshopper's note, and resembles the noise produced by pulling out the line from the winch of a fishing-rod, no less continuous is it, nor more melodious. Many years afterwards, when the memory of these pleasant wanderings had faded away, I happened one evening in May to be passing across a common in Hertfordshire, skirted by a hedge of brushwood, when the old familiar sound fell on my ear like a forgotten nursery melody. The trees not being in their full foliage, I was not without hope that I might be able to get a sight of the performer, whom I now knew to be a bird, and I crept quietly towards the spot whence the noise proceeded. Had it been singing in a copse-wood instead of a hedge, I should certainly have failed, for there is the same peculiarity about its note that there is about that of the insect—you cannot make up your mind exactly whereabouts the instrument which makes the noise is at work. The note, when near, is continuous, monotonous, and of equal loudness throughout; it might be a minute spinning-wheel revolving rapidly, or a straw pipe with a pea in it blown with a single breath and then suddenly stopping. But whether the performance is going on exactly before you, a little to the right, or a little to the left, it is hard to decide. I approached to within a few yards of the hedge, and peered through the hazel rods, now decorated with drooping tufts of plaited leaves, but all in vain. I went a step or two nearer; the sound ceased, and the movement of a twig directed my attention towards a particular bush, on which I saw a little bird, about as big as a Hedge [Pg 30] Sparrow, quietly and cautiously dropping branch by branch to the ground. In a few minutes I observed it again a few yards off, creeping with a movement resembling that of the Nuthatch up another bush. Having reached to nearly the summit it became motionless, stretched out its neck, and keeping its mandibles continuously open and slightly elevated, commenced its trill again; then it shuffled about for some seconds and repeated the strain. It now seemed to descry me, and dropping to the ground as before, reappeared a few yards off. I fancied that while actually singing its feathers were ruffled; but in the imperfect twilight I could not decide positively. That it kept its mandibles motionless while singing, I had no doubt. Half an hour afterwards, at a quarter to eight, I returned from my walk, and observed it several times go through precisely the same manœuvres. On no occasion did it make a long flight, but even when I scared it by throwing a stone into the hedge near it, it merely dropped to the ground, and in a minute or two was piping from another bush. I have not found, as some authors say, that it resorts only to the vicinity of watery places. The one which I saw on this occasion had located itself for the summer several miles from a stream; and others which I have heard night after night had settled down on the skirts of a dry common, watered only by the clouds. Its nest I have sought for in vain.
As far back as when a twenty-five-mile walk tired me less than a ten-mile one does now—when I came back from my botanical explorations with tin boxes and my hands and pockets filled with flowers, ferns, and mosses, my way home often took me through a certain valley and wood on the edge of Dartmoor, called Bickleigh Vale and Fancy Wood. It frequently happened that twilight was fading into darkness by the time I got to this part of my journey—the last evening birds had quieted down; for this beautiful county, as lovely as it is, lacks the draw for the Nightingale. Yet, I never passed this way under such conditions without feeling the need to stop now and then to listen to the constant buzz of what I had been told, and what I believed was the sound of the large green grasshopper or locust. “Constant” might not even be the right word because a keen ear can pick up in the long, unmusical drone a cadence that sometimes drops a semitone and occasionally nearly a whole note; it also seemed to get louder for a few seconds before dropping slightly below the usual pitch; this drop mainly happens during breeding season. Whether the difference was due to a rising and falling breeze or whether the performer actually changed its note and volume (or should I call it music?), I could never figure out. As long as I thought the performer was an insect, I was inclined to believe that one of the first ideas was correct; it seemed hardly possible for the simple mechanical movement of an insect’s legs against its body to create different sounds—just as you wouldn’t expect a millwheel or saw-pit to produce varied tones. However, careful observation, combined with the understanding that the sound came not from the outside of an insect but from the throat of a bird, led me to a different conclusion. I’m not surprised I made that mistake; the bird's song is just an amplified version of the grasshopper’s sound and resembles the noise made by pulling out the line from a fishing rod’s winch, just as continuous and not particularly melodic. Many years later, when the memories of those delightful walks had faded away, I found myself one evening in May walking across a common in Hertfordshire, bordered by a hedge of brushwood, when the familiar sound hit my ears like a forgotten nursery rhyme. With the trees not fully leafed out, I hoped I might catch sight of the singer, now that I knew it was a bird, and I moved quietly toward the source of the sound. If it had been singing in a thicket instead of a hedge, I would certainly have missed it because its note is just as elusive as an insect’s; you can’t quite figure out where the instrument creating the sound is located. The note is continuous, monotonous, and equally loud throughout; it could be a minute spinning wheel turning quickly, or a straw pipe with a pea blown through in a single breath before stopping abruptly. But whether the performance is directly in front of you, a bit to the right, or a bit to the left, it’s tough to determine. I moved within a few yards of the hedge and peeked through the hazel twigs, now adorned with drooping tufts of woven leaves, but to no avail. I took a step or two closer; the sound stopped, and then I noticed a twig moving that grabbed my attention towards a specific bush, where I spotted a small bird, about the size of a Hedge Sparrow, quietly but carefully descending branch by branch to the ground. A few minutes later, I saw it again a few yards away, moving up another bush like a Nuthatch. Once it almost reached the top, it froze, stretched out its neck, and kept its beak continuously open and slightly raised while it started its trill again; then it shifted around for a few seconds and repeated the tune. It seemed to notice me now and dropped to the ground as before, reappearing a few yards away. I thought that while it was singing, its feathers were fluffed up; but in the dim light, I couldn’t be sure. I had no doubt that it kept its beak still while singing. Half an hour later, at a quarter to eight, I returned from my walk and saw it repeat the same actions several times. It never made a long flight; even when I startled it by throwing a stone into the hedge nearby, it simply dropped to the ground and in a minute or two began singing from another bush. I haven’t found, as some authors claim, that it only stays near water. The one I saw that day had made its summer home several miles from any stream; and others I’ve heard night after night have settled in the dry outskirts of a common, only watered by rain. I have searched for its nest in vain.
PHYLLOSCOPUS RUFUS
Whatever question there may be whether the name of Willow-warbler be appropriately applied to the last species, there can be no doubt that the Chiff-chaff is well named. Let any one be asked in the month of May to walk into a wood and to hold up his hand when he heard a bird call itself by its own name, 'Chiff-chaff', he could not possibly fall into an error. The bird is so common that it would be difficult to walk a mile in a woodland district without passing near one or more, and having little to say, it seems never weary of repeating its tale, 'Chiff, chaff, cheff, chiff, chaff': the syllables have a harsh sound pronounced by human lips, but when chanted in the silvery notes of a little bird, in the season of primroses and wild hyacinths, and accompanied by the warble of the Hay-bird, the full song of the Thrush, and the whistle of the Blackbird, they contribute not a little to the harmony of the woods.
Regardless of whether the name Willow-warbler is fitting for the last species, there's no doubt that the Chiff-chaff is aptly named. If you were to walk into a wood in May and raise your hand when you heard a bird calling its own name, "Chiff-chaff," you wouldn't make a mistake. This bird is so common that it would be hard to walk a mile in a wooded area without encountering one or more. With little variation in its call, it seems never to tire of repeating its refrain, "Chiff, chaff, cheff, chiff, chaff." The sounds might come off as harsh when pronounced by humans, but when sung in the clear notes of this small bird during the season of primroses and wild hyacinths, and alongside the warble of the Hay-bird, the full song of the Thrush, and the whistle of the Blackbird, they add significantly to the woodland symphony.
![Plate_07. Wood Warbler [M]; Willow Warbler [F]; Grasshopper Warbler; Chiff Chaff [M]. [p. 30. Plate_07](images/plate_07.png)
![Plate_08. Reed Warbler; Marsh Warbler; Sedge Warbler [M]; and Dartford Warbler [F] [M] Plate_08](images/plate_08.png)
For two successive years a little yellowish bird, scarcely bigger than a wren, has established himself in my garden about the middle of April, and sedulously devoted himself to clearing away the aphides which infested some China roses trained against the walls of my house. Occasionally he would flutter against the windows, and give his attention to the spiders and gnats which nestled in the corners of the panes. The first year I took him for a Hay-bird, but, only too grateful for his kind offices, I was careful not to molest him. When, however, he appeared a second year, exactly at the same season, and performed a series of manœuvres so precisely similar that it was impossible to doubt that the bird was not merely of the same species, but the same individual, I watched him more closely. The dark colour of his feet, as observed from within the house, as he was fluttering against the glass, decided the point that he was not a Hay-bird, and when he retired to an apple-tree hard by and treated himself to a song after his repast, no doubt remained that he was a Chiff-chaff. It is not often that the Chiff-chaff is thus familiar in its habits. More frequently it makes its abode in woods and groves, resembling the Hay-bird so closely in size, colour and habits, that to distinguish the two is very difficult. The difference of note, however, is decisive; and the colour of the feet (when the bird is near enough to admit of being thus distinguished) is another certain criterion. The two birds frequent the same trees without rivalry or jealousy. The Chiff-chaff is the earliest of our spring visitors, arriving the middle of March, and it sings all through the summer; I have heard it as late as the thirtieth of September. The nests, popularly called 'wood-ovens', are alike and placed in similar situations; their eggs are of the same size and shape, but those of the Chiff-chaff are spotted with very dark purple instead of rust colour. A few occasionally remain with us all the year, feeding on winter gnats and the pupæ of small insects, but remaining wholly silent. Other names by which it is known are 'Chip-chop' and Lesser Pettichaps.
For two years in a row, a little yellowish bird, barely bigger than a wren, showed up in my garden around mid-April, and worked hard to get rid of the aphids that infested some China roses growing against the walls of my house. Sometimes, he would flutter against the windows and focus on the spiders and gnats that settled in the corners of the panes. The first year, I mistook him for a Hay-bird, but grateful for his help, I made sure not to disturb him. However, when he showed up again the following year at the same time, performing a series of actions so similar that it was clear he wasn’t just the same species but the same individual, I watched him more carefully. The dark color of his feet, visible from inside the house as he flitted against the glass, confirmed he was not a Hay-bird. When he then settled in a nearby apple tree and treated himself to a song after his meal, it left no doubt that he was a Chiff-chaff. It’s unusual for the Chiff-chaff to be so familiar in its habits. Typically, it prefers to live in woods and groves, and it resembles the Hay-bird closely in size, color, and behavior, making it hard to tell them apart. However, the difference in their calls is definitive, and the color of the feet (when the bird is close enough to be seen clearly) is another reliable way to identify them. The two birds share the same trees without competing or showing jealousy. The Chiff-chaff is the earliest of our spring visitors, arriving by mid-March, and it sings all summer long; I’ve even heard it as late as September 30th. Their nests, commonly called 'wood-ovens', are similar and located in the same types of places; their eggs are the same size and shape, but those of the Chiff-chaff are spotted with very dark purple instead of rust color. A few sometimes stay with us year-round, feeding on winter gnats and the larvae of small insects, but they remain completely silent. Other names for it include 'Chip-chop' and Lesser Pettichaps.
PHYLLOSCOPUS TRÓCHILUS
There seems to be no sufficient reason why this bird should be named Willow-warbler or Willow-wren, as it shows no special preference for willows, nor does it frequent watery places. The popular name, 'Hay-bird', is, I think, the better of the two; for, [Pg 32] except in the extreme west of England, wherever there are hayfields and trees these birds are to be found; they build their nests principally of hay, and very frequently place it in the border of a hay-field. But, by whatever name it is known, it is a cheerful and active little bird, to which our woods and groves are much indebted for their melody. It is abundant and generally diffused, arriving in England early in April, and remaining until the middle of September. During the greater part of this period, it may be seen fluttering about the tops of trees, hunting the twigs and leaves for insects, and occasionally catching flies on the wing. It often, too, descends to the ground, and picks up insects among the herbage. I have never heard it sing on the ground; but while employing itself aloft, it rarely allows more than a few minutes to elapse without going through its short and sweet song. This, though very agreeable, possesses no great variety, and is composed of about twenty or thirty notes, the latter ones of which are repeated rapidly, and form a natural cadence. For many years this pleasant little melody, or the simpler song of the Chiff-chaff, has been the first sound I have heard to announce the arrival of the summer birds of passage; perhaps it is on this account that it is with me, at all seasons, a favourite rural sound.
There doesn't seem to be any good reason for this bird to be called Willow-warbler or Willow-wren, as it doesn't particularly favor willows and doesn't often hang out near water. I think the name 'Hay-bird' is a better choice, because except in the far west of England, you can find these birds wherever there are hayfields and trees. They mostly build their nests out of hay and often place them on the edges of hayfields. But whatever it's called, it's a cheerful and active little bird that adds a lot to the melody of our woods and groves. It's common and widespread, arriving in England early in April and sticking around until mid-September. During most of this time, you can see it flitting around the tops of trees, searching branches and leaves for insects, and sometimes catching flies in the air. It also often comes down to the ground to pick up insects among the grass. I've never heard it sing while on the ground, but when it's busy up high, it rarely goes more than a few minutes without singing its short and sweet tune. While this song is quite pleasant, it doesn't have much variety and consists of about twenty or thirty notes, with the last ones being repeated quickly, creating a natural rhythm. For many years, this lovely little melody, or the simpler song of the Chiff-chaff, has been the first sound I've heard announcing the arrival of summer migratory birds. Perhaps that's why, at any time of year, it's one of my favorite sounds of the countryside.
Ornithologists seem well agreed that the Willow-warbler's food consists entirely of insects. This may be so, but I am much mistaken if a brood of this species annually hatched in a bank of furze adjoining my garden, do not, in conjunction with Blackcaps and Whitethroats, pay daily visits to a certain row of red raspberries in my garden. It may be that they come only in quest of aphides, but I have certainly seen them in dangerous proximity to clusters of the ripest fruit, which, when they were scared away, bore evident marks of having been pecked by birds. The nest of the Hay-bird resembles that of the Wood-warbler, but it is lined with feathers. The eggs are usually from five to seven, and of the same size and shape, but the spots are rust-coloured and limited in number.
Ornithologists generally agree that the Willow Warbler's diet consists entirely of insects. This might be true, but I'm pretty sure that a brood of this species, which hatches every year in a patch of gorse next to my garden, along with Blackcaps and Whitethroats, makes daily trips to a specific row of red raspberries in my garden. They might just be looking for aphids, but I’ve definitely seen them dangerously close to the ripest fruit, which showed clear signs of pecking when they were scared away. The nest of the Hay-bird is similar to that of the Wood Warbler but is lined with feathers. The eggs are usually between five and seven, of similar size and shape, but their spots are rust-colored and not very numerous.
PHYLLOSCOPUS SIBILÁTRIX
The Wood-warbler, Willow-warbler, and Chiff-chaff resemble each other so closely in size, colour, and habits, that except by [Pg 33] a practised observer, they are likely to be mistaken for one another. In song, however, they differ materially, and as this is begun early, and continued till very late in the season, it affords ready means of discriminating the species. The Wood-warbler, or Wood-wren as it is now called, arrives in England towards the end of April, and betakes itself to woodland districts, where it spends the greater portion of its time among the upper branches of lofty trees, constantly moving from place to place with rapid irregular flight, and frequently repeating its short and peculiar song. It feeds exclusively on insects, which it occasionally catches on the wing. Its song is difficult to describe. The name by which it is popularly known in some parts of France, Touïte, is derived from the syllable 'tweet', which, rapidly and continuously repeated many times, constitutes its song. These notes are uttered in a sweet tone, and with a tremulous accent, and are unlike those of any other bird. Gilbert White, who appears to have been the first who noticed the bird, describes it as "joyous, easy, and laughing". The last notes of its strain are accompanied by a quivering of the wings and tail, which accounts for their tremulous sound.
The Wood-warbler, Willow-warbler, and Chiff-chaff look so similar in size, color, and behavior that unless you're a skilled observer, you might easily confuse them. However, they have significant differences in their songs, which start early and continue late into the season, making it easy to tell the species apart. The Wood-warbler, also known as the Wood-wren now, arrives in England around the end of April and heads to wooded areas, where it spends most of its time among the upper branches of tall trees, frequently moving quickly from one spot to another while often repeating its short and unique song. It feeds solely on insects, sometimes catching them in mid-air. Its song is hard to describe. In some parts of France, it’s known as Touïte, based on the sound "tweet", which is rapidly and continuously repeated in its melody. These notes are delivered in a sweet tone with a shaky accent, different from those of any other bird. Gilbert White, who seems to be the first to have noticed this bird, describes it as "joyous, easy, and laughing." The last notes of its song are accompanied by a fluttering of its wings and tail, which gives them that trembling quality.
The Wood-warbler is much less frequent than either the Willow-warbler or Chiff-chaff, and on a close inspection may be distinguished by its superior size, by the pure white of its under tail-coverts, and by the bright yellow line above the eye. The nest is composed of grass, ferns, and moss, and lined with fine grass and hair; it is covered with a dome, an entrance being left sufficiently large to allow its contents to be seen, and is placed on the ground, in or near a wood, among thick herbage, or against the stump of a tree. The eggs are from five to seven in number, almost round, and so thickly spotted with purple-brown that the ground is almost invisible.
The Wood-warbler is much less common than either the Willow-warbler or Chiff-chaff, and upon closer inspection, it can be identified by its larger size, the pure white of its under tail feathers, and the bright yellow line above its eye. The nest is made of grass, ferns, and moss, lined with fine grass and hair; it's covered by a dome, with an entrance that’s large enough to see inside, and is typically placed on the ground, in or near a wood, among thick foliage, or against the stump of a tree. The eggs usually number from five to seven, are nearly round, and are so densely spotted with purple-brown that the background is almost indistinguishable.
RÉGULUS CRISTÁTUS
The Gold-crest, Golden-crested Regulus, or Golden-crested Wren, though not exceeding in dimensions some of the larger humming-birds, and though decorated with a crest equalling in [Pg 34] brilliancy of colour the gay plumage of tropical birds, is a hardy little fellow, able to bear without shrinking the cold of an English winter, and to keep his position among the branches of high trees in the stormiest weather. Even during a heavy gale I have watched Gold-crests fluttering from branch to branch, and busily hunting for food, though the trees were waving like reeds. They are most numerous in winter, as a considerable number migrate southwards in October, but a great many remain with us all the year, preferring those districts where there are fir-plantations. Their whole life is spent in the air; I at least have never observed one on the ground. Their food consists of the insects which infest the leaves and twigs of trees; and I have seen them capture small moths on the wing. While hunting for food, which appears to be all day long, they are never still, fluttering from branch to branch, hanging in all attitudes, and peering in all directions. From time to time they utter their thin and wiry call-note, which is by some compared to the cry of the Shrew. It might be mistaken for the jarring noise made by two branches which cross one another, or that of a damp finger rubbed lightly along a pane of glass. Early in spring the song commences; it is composed of about fifteen short notes, rapidly uttered at an exceedingly high pitch, and ending with a yet more rapid cadence. By the call-note or song the vicinity of the bird is far more frequently detected than by its actual appearance; for the branches of firs in woods are mostly at a considerable height from the ground, and our 'little king' (saving his majesty) is hard to be distinguished from a fir-cone, except when he is in motion. Gold-crests are eminently social birds; they generally hunt in parties of half a dozen or more, and do not often change their hunting-ground; at least I infer as much from the fact that on various occasions I have observed the same bird on the same clump of trees, at intervals extending over several weeks. I could scarcely have been mistaken in the identity of the bird, as it had lost a leg, by what accident I know not; but the loss did not at all interfere with its activity or spirits. Their sociability extends sometimes to birds of other kinds, as the Creeper and the Tits of several species have been seen hunting in company with them. The habits of these birds being similar, they perhaps associate from a feeling of mutual protection, just as Sparrows, Buntings, and Finches make common cause, when they invade our rick-yards. The Gold-crests are, however, naturally less wary than any of the Tits. These last will at once decamp if disturbed, but Gold-crests will continue their hunting without taking any notice of a spectator. In autumn large flocks sometimes arrive on our east coast extending across England and on into Ireland. In April a return migration takes place. The nest of the Gold-crest is a beautiful structure. Its external form is nearly that of a globe, with a contracted opening at the top. It is composed of moss and lichens, interwoven with wool and lined thickly with feathers. It is usually placed among the boughs of a silver-fir or spruce-fir, in such a manner as to be partially suspended from one branch and supported by another. The bird seems neither to court nor to shun the vicinity of human beings; as I have found nests in the most lonely woods, and I have seen one in the branches of a spruce-fir, so close to my house that I could look into the nest from my bedroom windows, and watch the old birds feeding their young. The eggs vary in number from five to eight, they are almost globular, and smaller than those of any other British bird. This is scarcely surprising, seeing that the weight of a recently killed adult male which I have before me is eighty-seven grains; so that five and a half full-grown birds weigh but an ounce.
The Goldcrest, also known as the Golden-crested Regulus or Golden-crested Wren, may be no larger than some of the bigger hummingbirds, and despite having a bright crest that rivals the colorful feathers of tropical birds, it's a tough little bird. It can withstand the cold of an English winter and hold its ground among the high branches even in the worst storms. I've seen Goldcrests flitting from branch to branch during strong gales, actively searching for food while the trees swayed like reeds. They’re most numerous in winter, as many migrate south in October, but plenty stay with us year-round, especially in areas with fir plantations. Their entire life seems to be spent in the air; I've never seen one on the ground. They eat insects that infest the leaves and twigs of trees, and I've watched them catch small moths in mid-air. While searching for food, which they do all day, they’re constantly on the move, hopping from branch to branch, hanging in various positions, and looking around in all directions. Occasionally, they make a thin, wiry call that some compare to the sound of a shrew. It could also be mistaken for the noise made by two branches crossing or a damp finger being lightly rubbed on glass. In early spring, they start singing, which consists of about fifteen short, rapidly delivered notes at a very high pitch, ending with an even quicker cadence. Their call or song is often how you spot them, rather than actually seeing the bird, because the fir branches in the woods are usually quite high, and our "little king" (no disrespect meant) is hard to tell apart from a fir cone unless it's moving. Goldcrests are extremely social birds; they usually forage in groups of half a dozen or more and tend to stick to the same hunting area. I've noted the same bird in the same cluster of trees over several weeks. I couldn't have mistaken it, as it had lost a leg—though I'm not sure how—yet that didn't seem to affect its energy or demeanor. Their sociability sometimes extends to other species, as I've seen Creepers and various Tits foraging alongside them. Given their similar habits, they may join forces for mutual protection, similar to how Sparrows, Buntings, and Finches band together when raiding our rick-yards. However, Goldcrests are generally less skittish than Tits. While Tits will flee at the slightest disturbance, Goldcrests keep foraging as if a watcher doesn’t exist. In autumn, large flocks can sometimes be seen arriving on our east coast, spreading across England and into Ireland. In April, they migrate back. The Goldcrest's nest is a lovely creation. Its outer shape is nearly spherical, with a small opening at the top. It's made of moss and lichen, interwoven with wool and heavily lined with feathers. It’s typically located among the branches of a silver fir or spruce, positioned in such a way that it's partially suspended from one branch and supported by another. The bird seems indifferent to the presence of humans; I've found nests in remote forests, and I've seen one in a spruce tree right by my house, so close that I could look in from my bedroom window and watch the parents feed their young. The eggs usually number between five and eight, are almost round, and are smaller than those of any other British bird. This isn't surprising, considering that a recently killed adult male weighs only eighty-seven grains; so five and a half fully grown birds weigh just an ounce.
![Plate_09. Great Tit [M]; Fire Crested Wren [M]; Long Tailed Tit [M]; and Gold Crest [M]. [p. 34. Plate_09](images/plate_09.png)
![Plate_10. Blue Tit [M]; Crested Tit [M] Marsh Tit [F]; andCole Tit [M]. Plate_10](images/plate_10.png)
RÉGULUS IGNICAPILLUS
This species both in size and habits resembles the last, from which it is best distinguished by three dark lines on each side of its head. Hence it is called in France 'Roitelet à triple bandeau'. It is far less common than the Gold-crest, and has not been observed in the winter, when birds of the other species are most abundant—in fact, it is only a rare straggler. Its call-note is shorter than that of the Gold-crest, not so shrill, and pitched in a different key. The nests of the two birds are much alike.
This species, both in size and behavior, is similar to the previous one, but it can be easily recognized by three dark stripes on each side of its head. That's why, in France, it's called 'Roitelet à triple bandeau'. It's much less common than the Gold-crest and hasn't been seen during the winter, a time when the other species is very abundant—in fact, it’s just a rare visitor. Its call is shorter than that of the Gold-crest, not as high-pitched, and has a different tone. The nests of these two birds are quite similar.
ACRÉDULA CAUDÁTA
All the Tits, of whatever species, are more or less sociable in their habits, hunting about during autumn in parties of half a dozen [Pg 36] or more; but some of them are given to be quarrelsome, not only towards other birds—like the Great Tit, who actually murders them for the sake of picking out their brains—but among themselves, as the Blue Tit, who has been noticed so intently engaged in combat with another bird of his own kind, that the observer caught them both in his hat. The Long-tailed Tits, however, are sociable after another sort. From the time that a young brood leaves the nest until the next pairing season, father, mother, and children keep together in irreproachable harmony. Exploring the same clump of trees in society, perfectly agreed as to whither their next flitting shall be, no one showing any disposition to remain when the rest are departing, molesting no one, and suffering as far as it can be ascertained no persecution, they furnish a charming example of a happy family. Nomad in their habits, save that they indulge in no questionable cravings for their neighbours' property, they satisfy their wants with the natural produce of any convenient halting-place, when they have exhausted which they take their flight, in skirmishing order, but generally in a straight line, and strictly following the lead of their chief, to some other station; and when overtaken by night, they halt and encamp where chance has left them. Their only requisite is, in summer, the branch of a tree; in winter, some sheltered place where they can huddle together, and sleep until the next day's sun calls them to resume their erratic course.[6] Their food, during those journeys, consists of caterpillars, small beetles, and the pupæ of insects generally, and this diet they seem never or very rarely to vary.[7] The ripest fruits do not tempt them to prolong their stay in a garden, and insects that crawl on earth are in two senses beneath their notice. Their rapid progress from tree to tree has been compared to a flight of arrows. Singular as is their flight, they are no less amusing while employed in hunting for food, as they perform all the fantastic vagaries of the Tits, and their long straight tails add much to the grotesqueness of their attitudes. Seen near at hand, their appearance may be called comical. Their abundant loose feathers, the prevailing hue of which is grey, suggest the idea of old age, and, together with the short hooked beak, might give a caricaturist a hint of an antiquated human face, enveloped in grey hair. Many of the provincial names of the bird are associated with the ridiculous; thus, Long-tailed Mufflin, Long-tail Mag, Long-tail Pie, Poke-pudding, [Pg 37] Hack-muck, Bottle Tom, Mum-ruffin, and Long-pod, pet names though they are, are also whimsical, and prepare one beforehand for the information that their owner is 'just a little eccentric'. But whatever be their name, I never hear the well-known 'zit, zit', the pass-word which keeps them together, and which always accompanies their journeyings, without stopping to watch the little family on their flight.
All Tits, no matter what species, tend to be somewhat social, foraging in groups of six or more during autumn. However, some can be quite aggressive, not only towards other birds—like the Great Tit, which even kills other birds just to get to their brains—but also among themselves, as seen with the Blue Tit, which has been observed so intensely fighting with another of its kind that a passerby once caught them both in his hat. On the other hand, the Long-tailed Tits are social in a different way. From the time a young brood leaves the nest until the next breeding season, the parents and their young stay together in perfect harmony. They explore the same group of trees together, all agreeing on where to go next, with no one trying to stick around when the others leave, not bothering anyone, and seemingly facing no persecution. They exemplify a happy family. They’re nomadic in their habits, but they don’t have any questionable cravings for their neighbors' stuff; they meet their needs with whatever natural resources are available at their current stop. Once they’ve used up those resources, they take off, often in a skirmish, but generally in a straight line, closely following their leader to some other spot. If night catches up with them, they stop and set up camp wherever they happen to be. Their only requirement in summer is a tree branch; in winter, they look for a sheltered spot where they can huddle together and sleep until the next day’s sun nudges them to continue their wandering. Their food during these journeys consists of caterpillars, small beetles, and the pupae of insects, and they rarely change this diet. The ripest fruits don’t entice them to linger in a garden, and insects crawling on the ground are, in two senses, beneath their notice. Their swift movement from tree to tree has been compared to a flight of arrows. Their flight is unique, and they’re just as entertaining when foraging for food, performing all the quirky antics typical of Tits, with their long, straight tails adding to the humor of their poses. When seen up close, they appear quite comical. Their fluffy loose feathers, mostly grey, give off a sense of age, and combined with their short hooked beaks, they might inspire a caricature artist to depict an elderly human face covered in grey hair. Many regional names for the bird are humorous; names like Long-tailed Mufflin, Long-tail Mag, Long-tail Pie, Poke-pudding, Hack-muck, Bottle Tom, Mum-ruffin, and Long-pod are quirky pet names that hint at their owners being 'a bit eccentric.' But whatever they are called, I can’t help but stop and watch the little family on their journey whenever I hear their distinctive 'zit, zit', the sound that keeps them together on their travels.
The nest of this species is of most exquisite workmanship and beautiful texture. Its form is that of a large cocoon broadest at the base, or that of a fir cone. It is sometimes fastened to the stem of a tree, sometimes placed in a fork, but more frequently built into the middle of a thick bush, so that it can only be removed by cutting away the branches to which it is attached. The outer surface is composed principally of the white lichen which is most abundant in the neighbourhood, and so is least likely to attract attention. All the scraps are woven together with threads of fine wool; the dome is felted together, and made rain-proof by a thick coating of moss and lichen, wool and the web of spiders' eggs. The walls are of moss. The interior is a spherical cell, lined with a profusion of feathers. A softer or warmer bed it would be hard to imagine. At the distance of about an inch from the top is a circular opening scarcely large enough to admit one's thumb. In this luxurious couch, which it has cost the female bird some three weeks of patient industry to complete, she lays ten or twelve eggs, which all in good time are developed into as many Bottle Tits; but by what skilful management the ten or twelve long tails are kept unruffled, and are finally brought to light as straight as arrows, I can offer no opinion. Nests are occasionally found containing as many as eighteen eggs. In these cases it has been affirmed that two or more females share a common nursery, and incubate together. Certainly it is difficult to imagine how a single pair can manage to supply with food so many hungry young birds, but there is no direct evidence of their being two distinct broods.
The nest of this species is incredibly well-made and has a beautiful texture. Its shape resembles a large cocoon, widest at the bottom, or a fir cone. It's sometimes attached to a tree stem, other times placed in a fork, but more commonly built in the middle of a thick bush, making it only removable by cutting away the branches it's attached to. The outer surface is mostly made of white lichen, which is plentiful in the area and least likely to draw attention. All the scraps are woven together with fine wool threads; the dome is felted together and made rain-proof with a thick layer of moss, lichen, wool, and spider eggs. The walls are made of moss. The inside is a round cell lined with lots of feathers. It’s hard to imagine a softer or warmer bed. About an inch from the top is a circular opening just big enough for a thumb. In this comfy nest, which the female bird spends about three weeks meticulously building, she lays ten to twelve eggs, which eventually turn into Bottle Tits; however, I can’t say how the ten or twelve long tails remain unraveled and are finally revealed perfectly straight. Occasionally, nests are found with up to eighteen eggs. In these cases, it's been claimed that two or more females share the same nursery and incubate together. It's certainly hard to picture how just one pair can provide enough food for so many hungry young birds, but there’s no direct evidence that they belong to two separate broods.
PARUS MAJOR
As this bird is no larger than a Sparrow, its surname 'Great' must be understood to denote only its superiority in size to other [Pg 38] birds of the same family. It is, however, great-hearted, as far as boldness and bravery entitle it to this epithet, being ready to give battle to birds far its superiors in size, foremost to join in mobbing an intrusive Owl, and prepared to defend its nest against robbers of all kinds. Its powers of locomotion are considerable, as it is strong in flight, active on the ground, and as a climber is surpassed by few rivals. Its stout and much-curved hind claw gives it great facility in clinging to the twigs and branches of trees, sides of ricks, and even the walls of houses. Such situations it resorts to in quest of its favourite food, caterpillars and pupæ of all kinds, and it is most amusing to watch it while thus engaged. Attitude seems to be a matter of no consequence; it can cling with perfect security to anything but a smooth surface. On trees it hangs from the branches, with its back either downwards, or turned sideways, and explores crevices in walls with as little regard to the vertical position of the surface to which it clings, as if it were examining a hole in the level ground. Its efforts to disengage a chrysalis from its cocoon are very entertaining. One scarcely knows which most to admire, the tenacity of its grasp, the activity with which it turns its head and body, or the earnestness and determination with which it clears away every obstacle until it has secured the prize. It does not, however, limit its food to insects; it is accused of feeding occasionally on the buds of fruit-trees, but it is doubtful whether the bird has any other object in attacking these, than that of hunting out the insects that infest them. It is said also to be very fond of nuts, which it sticks into crevices in the bark of trees, and cracks by repeated blows of its beak. Whether it has this power, I do not know; but that it will eat nuts of every kind, it is easy to prove by fastening the kernels of filberts or walnuts to the trunks of trees by means of stout pins. Tits, great and little, and Nuthatches, if there be any in the neighbourhood, will soon discover them, and if once attracted may thus be induced to pay daily visits to so productive a garden. A Great Tit of unusual intelligence, which frequents my garden at the present time, has been frequently observed to draw up by its claws a walnut suspended by a string from the bough of an apple-tree, and to rifle its contents, being itself all the while leisurely perched on the twig, and keeping the nut firm by a dexterous use of its claws. A charge, amounting to a grave accusation against the Great Tit, and one which cannot be palliated by the plea that he has accomplices, is, that when driven by hunger and he has the opportunity, he attacks other small and weakly birds, splits their skulls by means of his strong, sharp beak, and picks out their brains. One story in particular I find, of a Great Tit having been placed in a well-filled aviary. In the course of a single night, he had killed every one of his companions, with the exception of a Quail, and when he was discovered, he was in the very act of dealing [Pg 39] to this the coup de grâce. His skill and discrimination in pecking holes in the sunniest side of ripe apples and pears are well known; but to this reward for his services in destroying caterpillars he is justly entitled.
As this bird is no bigger than a sparrow, its name 'Great' refers only to its larger size compared to other [Pg 38] birds in the same family. However, it's great-hearted in terms of its boldness and bravery, ready to take on birds much larger than itself, quick to join in mobbing an intruding owl, and willing to defend its nest from all sorts of thieves. It has impressive mobility, flying strongly, moving actively on the ground, and being a top-notch climber. Its thick, curved hind claw helps it grip twigs and branches of trees, the sides of haystacks, and even the walls of houses. It seeks its favorite food, caterpillars and pupae of all kinds, in such places, and it's very entertaining to watch. Its position doesn't seem to matter at all; it can grip securely onto anything except a smooth surface. In trees, it hangs from branches, either upside down or sideways, exploring cracks in walls with the same casualness as if it were looking at a hole in the ground. Its attempts to pull a chrysalis from its cocoon are particularly amusing. You can’t help but admire its strong grip, the way it quickly turns its head and body, and the determined effort it puts into clearing away every obstacle until it gets the prize. However, it doesn't just eat insects; it's also accused of occasionally munching on the buds of fruit trees, though it’s uncertain if it does this to look for insects infesting them. It's said to also enjoy nuts, which it wedges into crevices in tree bark and cracks open by striking them repeatedly with its beak. Whether it has this ability, I'm not sure; but it's easy to demonstrate that it will eat nuts of all kinds by attaching filberts or walnuts to the trunks of trees with strong pins. Great and small tits, and nuthatches, if present in the area, will quickly find them, and if drawn in, may become regular visitors to such a fruitful garden. A particularly clever great tit that's been visiting my garden lately has been seen pulling up a walnut hanging by a string from an apple tree's branch, enjoying the contents while perched comfortably on the twig, holding the nut steady with its agile claws. A serious accusation against the Great Tit, one that cannot be justified by claiming it has accomplices, is that when hungry and given the chance, it attacks other small, weaker birds, cracking their skulls with its sharp beak and feasting on their brains. One story in particular tells of a Great Tit placed in a well-stocked aviary. In just one night, it killed every one of its companions except for a quail, and when found, it was caught in the act of delivering the coup de grâce to this bird. Its ability and skill at pecking holes in the sunniest side of ripe apples and pears are well-known; but it justly deserves the reward for its role in destroying caterpillars.
The Great Tit builds its nest generally in the hole of a tree, employing as materials moss and leaves, and, for the lining, hair and feathers; but as its habits lead it to our gardens, it comes into close contact with human beings and becomes familiar with them. Hence it occasionally builds its nest in quaint places, which bear ever so distant a resemblance to its natural haunts. An unused pump affords it an excellent harbour; and the drawer of an old table, left in an outhouse, has been found thus occupied.
The Great Tit usually builds its nest in a tree hole, using moss and leaves for the structure and hair and feathers for lining. However, since it often visits our gardens, it becomes familiar with people. This leads it to build its nest in unusual spots that are somewhat reminiscent of its natural environments. An abandoned pump makes a great place for it to nest, and the drawer of an old table left in a shed has also been found occupied in this way.
The notes of the Great Tit are various, but not musical. Its spring song must be familiar to every one; though not every one who hears it knows who is the musician. It consists of but two notes, repeated frequently, and sounding as if made by a bird alternately drawing in and sending out its breath; both together give a fair imitation of the sharpening of a saw. Besides this, it indulges in a variety of chirps, twitters, and cheeps, some angry, some deprecatory, and some pert, which a practised ear only can refer to their proper author.
The notes of the Great Tit are diverse, but they aren't melodic. Its spring song is likely familiar to everyone, although not everyone who hears it knows the singer. It consists of just two notes that are repeated often, sounding as if the bird is alternately inhaling and exhaling. Together, they resemble the sound of a saw being sharpened. In addition, it has a range of chirps, twitters, and cheeps—some indicating anger, some showing submission, and others being cheeky—that only a trained ear can accurately attribute to the right source.
PARUS CŒRÚLEUS
The Blue or Tom Tit so closely resembles the Great Tit in its habits, that, with trifling exceptions, a description of one would be equally applicable to the other. Though much smaller than his relative, the Tom Tit is equally brave and pugnacious, and is even more quarrelsome, for he will fight with birds of his own kind; and the Great Tit, if obliged to contest with him the possession of a prize, retires from the field. His food, too, consists principally of insects, but he is also very partial to meat. This taste leads him much to the neighbourhood of houses and other places where he can indulge his carnivorous propensities. A dog-kennel, with its usual accompaniment of carrion, is a favourite resort, and there are probably few butchers' shops in country villages which he does not frequently visit. A bit of bacon suspended from the branch of a tree is a great attraction. He evinces little fear of man, and will hunt about the trees in our gardens without seeming to notice the presence of a stranger. He frequently pays visits, too, to [Pg 40] roses trained against cottages, and will occasionally flutter against the glass to secure a spider or gnat that he has detected while passing. His power of grasping is very great. I have seen him cling to the moulding of a window for several minutes, without relinquishing his hold, though the projecting surface was merely a smooth beading. All this while he was engaged in tearing to pieces the cocoon which some caterpillar had constructed in a crevice; and so intent was he on his occupation, that he took no notice of the tenants of the room, though they were only a few feet distant from him. He is more frequently seen on the ground than either of the other species, and where it is the custom to throw out crumbs and the scrapings of plates, for the benefit of little birds, the Blue Tit rarely fails to present itself among Sparrows and Redbreasts.
The Blue Tit, or Tom Tit, is so similar to the Great Tit in its behavior that, with minor exceptions, a description of one could easily apply to the other. Although it's much smaller than its relative, the Tom Tit is just as brave and aggressive, and even more combative, as it will fight with other Tom Tits; the Great Tit, when forced to compete with him for food, usually backs down. Its diet mainly consists of insects, but it also really enjoys meat. This preference often leads it to areas near homes and other places where it can satisfy its meat-eating habits. A dog kennel, with its usual leftovers, is a popular spot, and there are likely few butcher shops in rural areas that this bird doesn't visit often. A piece of bacon hanging from a tree branch is a huge draw for it. The Tom Tit shows little fear of humans and can often be seen flitting around the trees in our gardens without paying much attention to anyone watching. It also often visits [Pg 40] roses growing against cottages and sometimes flutters against windows to snatch up a spider or gnat it spots while flying by. Its grip is incredibly strong. I've seen it cling to the edge of a window for several minutes without letting go, even though the surface was just a smooth edge. During this time, it was busy tearing apart a cocoon that a caterpillar had made in a crack; it was so focused on what it was doing that it didn't notice the people in the room, even though they were only a few feet away. It’s more often seen on the ground than the other species, and where it’s common to toss out crumbs and leftovers for the little birds, the Blue Tit rarely fails to join the Sparrows and Robins.
The Tom Tit builds its nest of moss, and lines it with hair, wool, and feathers. This it places in a hole, either in a wall or tree, and is at so great pains to combine comfort and security for its brood, that it has been known to excavate, in a decayed stump, a chamber large enough for its nest, and to carry away the chips in its beak to some distant place, lest, we may suppose, they should betray its retreat. More frequently, however, it selects a natural hollow, as, for instance, the stump of a small tree in a hedge, of which all the inner part is decayed; nor does it despise human appliances if they will answer its purpose; a disused pump, a bottle, or a flower-pot, have all been known to serve its turn. It lays seven or eight eggs, but a nest containing eighteen is on record; and in defence of its family, shows great courage. If a nest be molested, the bird, instead of endeavouring to escape, retains its place and makes an unpleasant hissing noise, and if this be not enough to deter the intruder, pecks his fingers with great vigour. Hence it has received the popular name of 'Billy Biter'. As a songster, it does not rank high: yet it has some variety of notes, which it utters in short snatches, expressive rather than musical, as if the bird were trying to talk rather than to sing.
The Tom Tit builds its nest with moss and lines it with hair, wool, and feathers. It often places the nest in a hole, either in a wall or a tree, taking great care to ensure comfort and security for its chicks. It's even been seen to dig out a chamber large enough for its nest in a decayed stump, carrying away the chips in its beak to a distant spot, likely to avoid giving away its hiding place. More commonly, it opts for a natural hollow, like a decayed stump of a small tree in a hedge. It doesn’t shy away from using human-made items if they serve its needs; a discarded pump, a bottle, or a flowerpot can definitely work. It usually lays seven or eight eggs, though there’s a record of a nest with eighteen. The bird shows a lot of courage when defending its family. If a nest is disturbed, rather than trying to escape, the bird stays put and makes an unpleasant hissing sound, and if that doesn't scare off the intruder, it will peck at their fingers aggressively. Because of this behavior, it’s commonly known as 'Billy Biter'. As a singer, it doesn’t have a great reputation, but it does produce a variety of notes in short snippets, sounding more like it’s trying to talk than sing.
PARUS ATER
This and the following species resemble each other so closely in size, habits, general hue and note, that at a distance it is difficult to distinguish them. There are, however, strong points of difference; the head and neck of the present species being glossy black, with [Pg 41] a patch of pure white on the nape of the neck and on the cheeks, while the head of the Marsh Tit is of a dull sooty black, without any admixture of white, nor is there a white spot on the cheeks. The Cole Tit is in many districts a common bird, inhabiting woods and hedgerows, and feeding on insects, for which it hunts with unceasing activity among the branches and twigs of trees. Its note is less varied than that of the Blue Tit, but sweeter in tone. It builds its nest in the holes of trees and walls, of moss, hair, and feathers, and lays six or seven eggs.
This species and the next one are so similar in size, behavior, general color, and sound that it's hard to tell them apart from a distance. However, there are distinct differences; this species has a glossy black head and neck with a patch of pure white on the back of the neck and on the cheeks, while the Marsh Tit has a dull sooty black head with no white at all and no white spot on the cheeks. The Cole Tit is a common bird in many areas, living in woods and hedgerows, and it actively hunts for insects among the branches and twigs of trees. Its call is less varied than that of the Blue Tit but has a sweeter tone. It builds its nest in tree and wall cavities using moss, hair, and feathers, laying six or seven eggs.
PARUS PALUSTRIS
As has been said, the Marsh Tit and Cole Tit are so much alike that it requires a sharp eye to distinguish them at a distance. On a closer inspection, however, the characters mentioned in the preceding paragraph become apparent, and there can be no question that they are distinct species. The Marsh Tit is a bird of common occurrence, resident south of the Forth, being in some places less abundant, in others more so than the Cole Tit, while in others, again, the two are equally frequent. In those districts with which I am myself most familiar, it is hard to say which kind preponderates. Though it freely resorts to woods and plantations remote from water, it prefers, according to Montagu, low, wet ground, where old willow-trees abound, in the holes of which it often makes its nest. Its note, I have already observed, is very like that of the Cole Tit, being less harsh than that either of the Blue or Great Tit. The peculiar double note, which I know no other way of describing than by comparing it to the syllables 'if-he', rapidly uttered, and repeated in imitation of a sob, characterizes, in a more or less marked degree, the spring song of all four. Another characteristic of the same species is, that all the members of a brood appear to keep much together for several months after they are fledged. At the approach of winter, they break up their societies, and are for the most part solitary till the return of spring. The Marsh Tit, like the Tom Tit, has been observed to enlarge the hole which it has selected for its nest, and to carry the chips in its bill to a distance, and it is equally courageous in defence of its eggs and young.
As mentioned, the Marsh Tit and Cole Tit are so similar that you really need to look closely to tell them apart from a distance. However, upon closer inspection, the characteristics discussed earlier become clear, and there’s no doubt that they are different species. The Marsh Tit is commonly found south of the Forth, sometimes being less abundant in certain areas while being more plentiful in others, and in some places, both species are equally common. In the areas I know best, it's hard to say which one is more prevalent. While it often hangs out in woods and plantations away from water, it prefers, according to Montagu, low, wet ground where old willow trees are abundant, nesting in the holes of these trees. As I've noted, its call resembles that of the Cole Tit, being less harsh than that of the Blue or Great Tit. The unique double note, which I can only describe by comparing it to the syllables 'if-he', said quickly and repeated like a sob, is part of the spring song for all four species. Another trait of this species is that all the young stay close together for several months after they fledge. As winter approaches, they break up their groups and mostly go solo until spring returns. The Marsh Tit, like the Tom Tit, has been seen to make the nesting hole larger and carry the wood chips away in its bill, and it is also very brave when it comes to protecting its eggs and young.
PARUS CRISTÁTUS
'The Crested Tit', is a solitary retired species, inhabiting only gloomy forests, particularly those which abound with evergreens. On the European Continent it is found in Denmark, Sweden, Russia, Switzerland, and some parts of France. In the large pine tracts in the north of Scotland, it is said to be not uncommon, and it used to be found also in the neighbourhood of Glasgow, but has been seldom observed in England. Its food consists of insects, berries of the juniper, and seeds of evergreens. It builds its nest in hollow trees, or in the deserted nests of squirrels and crows, and lays as many as eight eggs.
'The Crested Tit' is a solitary, reclusive bird that lives in dark forests, especially those filled with evergreens. In Europe, it can be found in Denmark, Sweden, Russia, Switzerland, and some parts of France. In the large pine forests in northern Scotland, it's said to be fairly common, and it used to be found around Glasgow, but it's rarely seen in England. Its diet includes insects, juniper berries, and evergreen seeds. It builds its nest in hollow trees or in abandoned nests of squirrels and crows, laying as many as eight eggs.
PANÚRUS BIÁRMICUS
This pretty bird is of very local occurrence, being found in considerable
numbers in several marshy districts where reeds abound,
but in others being totally unknown. Their habits resemble those
of the true Tits, but instead of spending their lives in trees, they
confine themselves to the marshes, and are constantly employed
in running up and down the stems of the reeds, hunting for their
food, which consists of small molluscs (or water-snails) and the
seeds of the reeds. Like the Tits, too, they are sociable, always
being observed in pairs or families; not congregating like Sparrows
for the sake of mutual protection, but seemingly from the pure love
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of each other's company. A writer in the Magazine of Natural
History gives the following account of their habits:—'I was told that
some of these birds had been seen in a large piece of reeds below
Barking Creek; and being desirous of observing them in their
haunts, I went, accompanied by a person and a dog, to the above-named
place, on a cold and windy morning; the reed-cutters
having commenced their operations, I was fearful of deferring my
visit, lest my game might be driven away. Arrived on our ground,
we traversed it some time without success, and were about to leave
it, when our attention was roused by the alarm-cry of the bird.
Looking up, we saw eight or ten of these beautiful creatures on
the wing, just topping the reeds over our heads, uttering, in full
chorus, their forcibly musical note, which resembles the monosyllable
ping! pronounced first slow and single, then two or three
times in a more hurried manner, uttered in a clear and ringing,
though soft tone, which well corresponds with the beauty and
delicacy of the bird. Their flights were short and low, only sufficient
to clear the reeds, on the seedy tops of which they alight to feed,
hanging, like most of their tribe, with the head and back downwards.
After some time, we were fortunate enough to shoot
one, a male, in fine plumage. I held it in my hand when scarcely
dead. Nothing could exceed the beauty of the eye; the bright
orange of the iris, surrounded by the deep glossy black of the
moustaches and streak above, receives additional brilliancy from
the contrast, and struck me as a masterpiece of colour and neatness.'
These specimens were observed in the month of December. Towards
the end of April the Bearded Tit begins building its nest.
This is composed externally of the dead leaves of reeds and sedges,
and lined with the feathery tops of reed. It is generally placed
in a tuft of coarse grass or rushes near the ground on the margin
of the dikes, in the fen; sometimes among the reeds that are
broken down, but never suspended between the stems. Two nests,
described by Yarrell, were composed entirely of dried bents, the
finer ones forming the lining; and others, increasing in substance,
made up the exterior. The eggs were from seven to eight in number,
rather smaller than those of the Great Tit, and less pointed, white,
and sparingly marked with pale red lines or scratches. The same
author observes that 'it is very abundant in Holland; and numbers
are brought alive from that country to the London markets for sale;
the birds being attractive in confinement from the beauty of the
plumage, their graceful form and general sprightliness.' I have seen it
stated that the moustaches, from which the bird takes its name, are
movable, and that their play gives a peculiar animation to the expression
of the bird's face, but I have never had an opportunity of
verifying this remark. They have been increasing in the Norfolk
Broads of late years.
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This pretty bird is found mostly in specific areas, thriving in large numbers in some marshy regions with plenty of reeds, while being totally absent in others. Their behavior is similar to that of true Tits, but instead of living in trees, they stick to the marshes, constantly moving up and down the reed stems, searching for food that mainly consists of small mollusks (or water-snails) and reed seeds. Like Tits, they are social creatures, often seen in pairs or family groups; they don’t gather like Sparrows for protection, but seem to enjoy each other's company. A writer in the Magazine of Natural History wrote the following about their habits:—'I heard that some of these birds had been spotted in a large patch of reeds near Barking Creek; eager to see them in their environment, I went there on a cold and windy morning with a person and a dog. Since the reed-cutters had started their work, I was worried about delaying my visit, fearing my quarry might be scared away. Once we arrived, we searched for some time without success and were about to leave when we heard the bird’s alarm call. Looking up, we spotted eight or ten of these beautiful creatures flying just above the reeds, singing in full chorus a powerful musical note that sounds like the syllable ping!, first slowly and singly, then two or three times in a quicker succession, in a clear, ringing, yet soft tone that perfectly matches the bird's beauty and delicacy. Their flights were short and low, just enough to clear the reeds, where they landed to feed on the seed heads, hanging upside down like many in their family. After a while, we were lucky enough to shoot one, a male in stunning plumage. I held it in my hand while it was still barely alive. The beauty of its eye was remarkable; the bright orange iris, surrounded by the deep glossy black of its 'moustaches' and the streak above, was made even more vibrant by the contrast, and struck me as a masterpiece of color and detail.' These birds were seen in December. By the end of April, the Bearded Tit starts building its nest. It’s made on the outside from dead reed leaves and sedges, lined with the feathery tops of reeds. The nest is typically placed in a clump of coarse grass or rushes near the ground by the dikes in the fen; sometimes among fallen reeds, but never suspended between the stems. Two nests described by Yarrell were completely made of dried bents, with finer ones forming the interior lining, and thicker ones making up the outer part. The eggs usually number between seven and eight, slightly smaller than those of the Great Tit, less pointed, white, and lightly marked with pale red lines or scratches. Yarrell also noted that 'it is very common in Holland, and many are brought alive from that country to London markets for sale; people are drawn to them in captivity due to their beautiful plumage, graceful shape, and lively behavior.' I’ve read that the 'moustaches' the bird is named after can move, adding a unique liveliness to the bird's expression, but I haven't had the chance to confirm this. They’ve been increasing in the Norfolk Broads in recent years.
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SITTA CÆSIA
Standing, one winter's day, by the side of a pond, near a row of tall elms, and watching some boys sliding, I heard the few short twittering notes of a Nuthatch overhead, and it at once occurred to me how I should describe the note in such a way that it should be infallibly recognized. It is precisely like the sound made by a pebble thrown so as to bound along ice. This is the winter note. On fine sunny days in February it begins to add to its simple call a more musical sound, approaching a whistle. Further on in the season, the twitter is heard no more, and is exchanged altogether for a not unmelodious whistle, several times repeated, rarely protracted into a bubbling sound, such as it might be supposed to make if it were rattling a pea in its throat. On these occasions it is usually perched in the branches of a tree, and may be distinguished by its bluish grey back, dull red breast, and short tail. The Nuthatch is not an accomplished musician, and claims, therefore, to be pointed out by other characteristics. This is no difficult task to undertake; for no British bird is more decidedly marked in its habits. In the first place, it has strong clasping claws, which admirably adapt it for climbing; and though it does not possess the rigid tail of the Woodpeckers to aid it in this operation, it has a short tail which never comes in the way. In most counties of England where old timber is (except the extreme western and northern, where it is rare) any one walking through a woodland district and keeping a sharp look-out may observe a bluish bird, somewhat larger than a Sparrow, creeping by starts up the trunk of any rough barked tree. It is so intent on its occupation—that of searching for insects in the crevices of the bark—that it takes no notice of the observer, but pursues its course after a method of its own, but according to no rule that we can detect. Now it disappears on one side of the trunk and then shows itself a few inches higher on the other; now it is lost to sight for a longer interval—one would think it was hiding, or had taken its departure—but no, there it is again, creeping, back downwards, along a horizontal branch; arrived at the extremity it utters a double twitter, perhaps, and flies either to a new tree or to another branch of the same. This time it creeps from the extremity of a branch towards the hole of the tree, equally at ease whatever may chance to be its position, and no more affected by [Pg 45] gravity than a fly. Arrived at the main stem it keeps on its course, still advancing by starts, and accompanying every movement, as, indeed, it has been doing all along, by an almost imperceptible twinkling of its wings, something like that which has gained for the Hedge Sparrow the sobriquet of 'Shuffle-wing'. That no other bird but the Nuthatch has the power of creeping down a tree I cannot say, for I once observed a Tree-creeper descend for a few inches but no other British bird does habitually hunt after this method; by this habit consequently it may be discriminated. Equally comfortable in all positions, if it has any choice, or desires to rest, it clings to the upright trunk of a tree, head downwards.
Standing by a pond on a winter day, next to a row of tall elms and watching some boys slide around, I heard the short, quick notes of a Nuthatch overhead. It struck me right away how I could describe its call so that it would be easily recognized. It sounds just like a pebble being tossed along the ice. This is its winter call. On sunny days in February, it starts adding a more musical tone, sort of like a whistle, to its simple call. Later in the season, the short notes disappear completely and are replaced by a more melodic whistle, repeated several times, rarely turning into a bubbling sound as if it’s rattling a pea in its throat. During these times, the Nuthatch usually sits in the branches of a tree and is identifiable by its bluish-grey back, dull red breast, and short tail. The Nuthatch isn’t a skilled singer, so it relies on other traits for identification. This isn’t difficult; no British bird is more distinctive in its behavior. First, it has strong claws that are great for climbing. Even though it doesn’t have the stiff tail like Woodpeckers to help with this, it has a short tail that doesn’t get in the way. In most English counties where there are old trees (except in the far west and north, where they're uncommon), anyone walking through a woodland area and keeping a sharp lookout may spot a bluish bird, a bit larger than a Sparrow, climbing up the trunk of a rough-barked tree. It’s so focused on its task of searching for insects in the bark’s crevices that it doesn’t notice the observer and continues on its path in its own way, with no apparent pattern. One moment it vanishes on one side of the trunk and then pops up a few inches higher on the other side; at other times, it disappears for longer, making you think it’s hiding or has left— but no, there it is again, creeping back down along a horizontal branch. When it reaches the end, it gives a double twitter, then flies off to a new tree or to another branch. This time, it climbs from the end of a branch toward a tree hole, moving comfortably in any position, unaffected by gravity, just like a fly. Once it reaches the main trunk, it continues on its way, still moving in bursts, often accompanied by a nearly invisible fluttering of its wings, similar to what gives the Hedge Sparrow its nickname, ‘Shuffle-wing’. While I can’t say that no other bird but the Nuthatch can move down a tree, I once saw a Tree-creeper descend a little, but no other British bird does this as a regular habit. This ability helps to identify it. It’s equally comfortable in all positions, and if it has a preference or needs to rest, it clings to the upright trunk of a tree, hanging head down.
The Nuthatch is singular, too, in its mode of nidification. The only nest which I have thoroughly examined was built in the hollow of an apple-tree, and was composed entirely of scraps of birch-bark. The Naturalist contains a description of one made of beech-bark, though probably here, too, birch is meant; others are described as being made of dry leaves and moss: but, whatever the materials may be, the nest itself is invariably placed in the hole of a tree. There are good reasons for believing that in case of necessity the bird enlarges the cavity to make its dwelling sufficiently commodious, chips of wood having been sometimes found in the vicinity; but what makes the Nuthatch singular among British birds is, that it not only enacts the carpenter when occasion arises, but adds the vocation of plasterer.
The Nuthatch is unique in how it builds its nest. The only nest I’ve closely examined was built in the hollow of an apple tree and was made entirely of scraps of birch bark. The Naturalist has a description of one made of beech bark, although it likely means birch here as well; others are noted to be made of dry leaves and moss. Regardless of the materials used, the nest is always placed in a hole in a tree. There are strong reasons to believe that if necessary, the bird enlarges the cavity to make its home more comfortable, as chips of wood have sometimes been found nearby. What makes the Nuthatch stand out among British birds is that it not only acts like a carpenter when needed but also takes on the role of a plasterer.
In the case above alluded to I do not know that its powers were called out in either of these capacities. As a plasterer it had no occasion to work, for the opening to the hole was so small that it required to be cut away in order to admit a boy's hand, but many instances are recorded when it selected a hole with a large orifice which is contracted by lining it with a thick coat of mud and gravel. This parapet, constructed either to keep out bulky intruders or to keep in the young birds, if injured or destroyed will be found restored after a short lapse of time; and so devoted a mother is the hen bird that she will suffer herself to be taken rather than desert her brood. I have rarely noticed a Nuthatch on the ground during winter, but in spring and summer it adds to its diet terrestrial insects and worms and is said also to be partial to red currants—not a singular taste. But the fruit which has an especial charm for the Nuthatch is that from which it derives its name.[8] Its keen eye detects the ripening filbert in the garden or orchard before the hazels in the wood are beginning to turn brown, and it then despises less dainty food. One by one the clusters are pecked open and their contents purloined, carried, perhaps, to some convenient storehouse for future banquetings. At any rate the owner of filbert trees where these birds abound has need to keep a daily watch, or his share in the [Pg 46] produce will prove exceedingly small. I have seen trees bearing a fine crop of husks but nearly all empty. The proprietor had suffered them to remain till they were ripe, the Nuthatches had taken a different view of the case and preferred them unripe rather than not at all. But what, it may be asked, can a bird little larger than a Sparrow find to do with a filbert, or even a hazel-nut? Here we have a fresh distinctive feature in the biography of the Nuthatch. The bird carries off its prey in its beak, and when in want of a meal wedges the nut in the crevice of some rough-barked tree, such as an oak, an elm, or a walnut. This done, he takes his stand, head downwards, above the nut, throws back his head to gather force for a blow, and then brings it violently forwards many times in rapid succession, aided, too, by the weight of his body and a clapping of the wings in exact time with each stroke. By dint of repeated blows thus dealt by his strong beak, even the hard shell of a filbert at last gives way; a small hole is the result, which is soon enlarged, and the kernel becomes the hardly-earned prize. Any one who will take the trouble to examine the trunks of old oaks and elms will be sure to find shells still remaining wedged into the bark, and if during a ramble in the woods in autumn or winter, or even in early spring, he should happen to hear a smart tapping, let him follow the direction of the sound, and he will stand a fair chance of discovering the clever little nutcracker at work. If in the course of his operations the bird happens to dislodge a nut, so nimble is he that before it reaches the ground he will have caught it in his beak. Acorns and the nuts of yew-berries, and probably other hard seeds, are similarly treated by the Nuthatch; cherrystones, I suspect, are beyond his powers, yielding only to the massive beak of the Hawfinch. The Nuthatch may easily be induced to visit gardens by wedging hazel or Spanish nuts into the bark of trees; a walnut fastened on by a pin is equally effectual. But no more enticing bait can be set than a lump of fat meat, which should be tied tightly by a string to the horizontal branch of an apple-tree or any other tree, a good view of which can be commanded from the house. If the weather be severe and the ground covered with snow, it is surprising what a variety of birds will come to partake of the unknown food. Robins, Sparrows, Tits of several kinds, Chaffinches, and others flock for a share, not without sundry bickerings, alarms, and semblances of fighting. But should a Nuthatch happen to appear, all retire until his highness is satisfied. He enters upon the scene in a way of his own. Other birds alight on a bough or twig at some little distance from the banquet and make gradual advances. Not so the Nuthatch; he darts forward in a horizontal line, as if propelled by a missile, sticks by his claws to whatever part of the branch he happens to touch, not caring in what attitude he alights, stops for a second as if to assure himself in what direction his head is pointing, creeps nimbly round to the morsel, takes his stand on it and hammers away until he has separated a large lump. This he then seizes in his beak and retires to a place of seclusion, leaving the inferior animals to squabble to their hearts' content over the crumbs which he has dislodged, and presently he discomfits them again by a reappearance. What his powers as a combatant may be I cannot say; great, it may be supposed, for no one is inclined to do him battle, and he is not sociably disposed even towards those of his own kind.
In the case mentioned above, I'm not sure if its abilities were shown in either of these ways. As a plasterer, it had no need to work since the hole was so small that it had to be widened just to fit a boy's hand. However, there are many recorded instances where it chose a hole with a larger opening, which it narrowed by coating it with a thick layer of mud and gravel. This parapet, built either to keep out large intruders or to contain the young birds, can be restored quickly if damaged. The mother hen is so devoted that she will allow herself to be taken rather than abandon her chicks. I hardly ever notice a Nuthatch on the ground during winter, but in spring and summer it adds terrestrial insects and worms to its diet and is also said to enjoy red currants—not an unusual preference. But the fruit that really attracts the Nuthatch is the one from which it gets its name.[8] Its sharp eye spots ripening filberts in the garden or orchard before the hazelnuts in the woods begin to turn brown, and at that point, it turns its nose up at less appealing food. One by one, it pecks open the clusters and takes the contents, possibly stashing them away for future feasts. In any case, anyone with filbert trees where these birds are abundant needs to keep a close watch, or they'll find their share of the fruit to be very small. I've seen trees with a great crop of husks but almost all empty. The owner let them stay until they were ripe, but the Nuthatches preferred to take them while unripe rather than not at all. But what, one might wonder, can a bird that’s only slightly bigger than a Sparrow possibly do with a filbert or even a hazelnut? Here we find a unique characteristic in the Nuthatch's behavior. The bird takes its prey in its beak and, when it needs a meal, wedges the nut into a crevice of a rough-barked tree, like an oak, elm, or walnut. Once that's done, it positions itself head downwards above the nut, throws its head back to gain momentum for a strike, and then rapidly brings it forward many times in quick succession, using the weight of its body and a synchronized wing clap with each hit. Through repeated strikes with its strong beak, even the tough shell of a filbert eventually breaks; a small hole appears, which quickly enlarges, allowing the kernel to become its well-earned prize. Anyone willing to look at the trunks of old oaks and elms will surely find shells still wedged into the bark, and if while wandering in the woods in autumn or winter, or even early spring, they hear quick tapping sounds, they should follow the noise, and they might just find the clever little nutcracker at work. If, during its activity, the bird happens to knock a nut loose, it's so quick that it can catch it in its beak before it even hits the ground. Acorns and the nuts from yew berries, and probably other hard seeds, are treated in the same way by the Nuthatch; I suspect cherry stones are too tough, only yielding to the strong beak of the Hawfinch. You can easily attract Nuthatches to your garden by wedging hazel or Spanish nuts into the bark of trees; a walnut pinned on also works well. But no bait is more enticing than a piece of fat meat, which should be securely tied to a horizontal branch of an apple tree or any tree that’s easily visible from the house. If the weather is harsh and the ground covered in snow, it's surprising how many birds will come for this unfamiliar food. Robins, Sparrows, various Tits, Chaffinches, and more gather to grab their share, often engaging in little squabbles, alarms, and feigned fights. But if a Nuthatch shows up, all the other birds scatter until he’s done eating. He approaches in his own unique style. Other birds land on a branch or twig a bit away from the feast and move closer slowly. Not the Nuthatch; it darts in a straight line as if shot from a cannon, grips onto whatever part of the branch it touches with its claws without caring about its landing position, pauses briefly to check its direction, then quickly maneuvers to the treat, stands on it, and pecks away until it breaks off a large piece. It then grabs the piece in its beak and retreats to a secluded spot, leaving the lesser birds to fight over the crumbs it dislodged. Soon after, it may return to disrupt them again. I can't say what its combat skills are; it’s presumed to be pretty good, as no one seems willing to challenge it, and it’s not very social even with its own kind.
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CERTHIA FAMILIÁRIS
The Tree Creeper, though a common bird, is less familiarly known than many others of much rarer occurrence, yet, if once observed, can be confounded with no other. In size it ranks with the Tits, Willow Wren, etc., but is less likely to attract notice than any of these, as it never alights on the ground, nor perches on the small twig of a tree. Its note, too, is weak, simple, and unpretending, amounting to no more than an occasional 'cheep', which it utters from time to time while hunting for food, and while performing its short flights. Any one, however, who wishes to see the bird, and knows what to search for, can scarcely fail of success if he looks well about him during a stroll through almost any wood of full-grown trees. Half-way up the trunk of a rugged elm or oak he will observe a small portion of bark, as it were, in motion; the motion, and not the colour, betrays the presence of a small brown bird, which is working its way by a succession of irregular starts up the trunk. Frequently it stops for a few seconds, and is evidently pecking at some small insect, quite noiselessly however. Its beak is not adapted for hammering; it confines its attention therefore to such insects as live on the surface of the bark. It utters a low 'cheep', and proceeds, not in a straight line up the tree, but turning to the right or left according as it descries a probable lurking-place of its prey: presently it disappears on the other side of the trunk, and again comes in view a few feet higher up. Now it reaches a [Pg 48] horizontal branch; along this it proceeds in like manner, being indifferent whether it clings sideways, or hangs with its back downwards. Arrived at the smaller subdivisions of the bough it ceases to hunt; but, without remaining an instant to rest, flies to the base of another bough, or more probably, to another tree, alighting a few feet only from the ground, and at once beginning a new ascent. This mode of life it never varies: from morning to night, in winter and in summer, it is always climbing up the boles of trees, and when it has reached the top, flying to the base of others. On one solitary occasion I observed one retrace its steps for a few inches, and stand for a second or two with its head downwards; but this is a most unusual position, as indeed may be inferred from the structure of its tail, the feathers of which are rigid, and more or less soiled by constant pressure against the bark. It frequently visits orchards and gardens in the country, displaying little fear of man, preferring perhaps to hunt on the far side of a tree when any one is looking on; but not very particular even about this, and certainly never thinking it necessary to decamp because it is being watched. To this indifference to the presence of human beings, it owes its name 'familiaris', and not, as it might be imagined, to any fondness for their society, which, in fact, it neither courts nor shuns. It is a quiet inoffensive creature, congregating with no other birds, and being rarely, except in spring, seen in company with even its own species. It builds its nest of small roots and twigs, scraps of bark and grass, and lines it with wool and feathers. A hole in a pollard willow is a favourite place for a nest; in default of this a hollow in any other tree is selected, or the space between the stump of a tree and a detached portion of bark; and it chooses the straw eaves of some shed. It lays from six to nine eggs, which are exceedingly like those of the smaller Tits.
The Tree Creeper, although a common bird, is less known than many rarer species. However, once you spot it, you won’t confuse it with anything else. It’s about the same size as Tits and Willow Wrens, but it's less likely to catch your attention since it never lands on the ground or perches on small branches. Its call is weak, simple, and unassuming, consisting of just an occasional 'cheep' that it makes from time to time while searching for food and taking short flights. Anyone wanting to see this bird, who knows what to look for, will likely succeed if they pay close attention during a walk in almost any wooded area with mature trees. Halfway up the trunk of a rough elm or oak, you might notice a small patch of bark that seems to be moving; the movement, not the color, indicates the presence of a tiny brown bird that is making its way up the trunk in a series of irregular bursts. It often pauses for a few seconds, quietly pecking at some small insect. Its beak is not designed for hammering, so it focuses on insects that live on the surface of the bark. It gives a low 'cheep', moving not straight up the tree but shifting right or left to track potential hiding spots for its food. Soon, it disappears around the other side of the trunk, only to reappear a few feet higher. Once it reaches a [Pg 48] horizontal branch, it continues in the same manner, indifferent to whether it clings sideways or hangs upside down. When it gets to the smaller branches, it stops hunting, but without resting, it flies to the base of another branch, or more likely, to another tree, landing just a few feet from the ground and immediately starting its ascent again. This is its constant way of life: from morning to night, in winter and summer, it’s always climbing up tree trunks and, once it reaches the top, flying to the base of others. Once, I saw one backtrack a few inches and hang upside down for a couple of seconds, but that’s very unusual, as you can tell by the structure of its tail, whose feathers are stiff and somewhat dirty from constant contact with the bark. It often visits orchards and gardens in the countryside, showing little fear of humans, perhaps preferring to forage on the far side of a tree while someone's watching; but it’s not too concerned about that and never thinks it needs to leave just because it’s being observed. Its indifference to human presence is why it’s called 'familiaris', and not, as you might think, because it enjoys their company, which it neither seeks nor avoids. It’s a quiet and harmless creature, rarely seen with other birds, and only occasionally with its own kind, especially in spring. It builds its nest from small roots and twigs, bits of bark and grass, and lines it with wool and feathers. A hole in a pollard willow is a favorite nesting spot; if that’s not available, it will choose a hollow in any tree or the space between a tree stump and a loose piece of bark, or even the eaves of a shed. It lays six to nine eggs that look very similar to those of the smaller Tits.
TRÓGLODYTES PÁRVULUS
Throughout the whole of England the Wren is invested with a sanctity peculiar to itself and the Redbreast. In the west of England I was familiar, as a child, with the doggerel rhymes: England I was familiar, as a child, with the doggerel rhymes:
Throughout all of England, the Wren holds a unique significance alongside the Redbreast. In the west of England, I grew up hearing the silly rhymes:
In the north it is protected by a similar shield:
In the Isle of Man a legend exists that there 'once on a time' lived a wicked enchantress who practised her spells on the warriors of Mona, and thereby stripped the country of its chivalry. A doughty knight at length came to the rescue, and was on the point of surprising her and putting her to death, when she suddenly transformed herself into a Wren and flew through his fingers. Every year, on Christmas Day, she is compelled to reappear in the island under the form of a Wren, with the sentence hanging over her, that she is to perish by human hands. On that day, consequently, every year, a grand onslaught is made by troops of idle boys and men on every Wren which can be discovered. Such as are killed are suspended from a bough of holly and carried about in triumph on the following day (St. Stephen's Day), the bearers singing a rude song descriptive of the previous day's hunt. The song is preserved in Quiggin's Guide to the Isle of Man, as it was sung in 1853; and, strange to say, it agrees almost word for word with a song which was current twenty years ago, and is so perhaps now, among the rustic population of Devonshire, though the actual hunt has in the latter case fallen into disuse.
In the Isle of Man, there’s a legend that a long time ago, there lived a wicked enchantress who used her spells on the warriors of Mona, robbing the land of its chivalry. Eventually, a brave knight came to the rescue and was about to catch her and kill her when she suddenly turned into a Wren and flew out of his reach. Every year, on Christmas Day, she is forced to reappear on the island as a Wren, with the curse that she must die at human hands. Because of this, every year on that day, groups of boys and men launch a massive hunt for every Wren they can find. The ones that are killed are hung from a holly branch and paraded around the following day (St. Stephen’s Day), while the singers belt out a crude song describing the hunt from the day before. The song is documented in Quiggin’s Guide to the Isle of Man, as it was sung in 1853; and, oddly enough, it matches almost word for word with a song that was popular twenty years ago, and might still be among the rural folks of Devonshire, even though the actual hunt there has fallen out of practice.
In several parts of Ireland, especially the south, there still exists a legend to the effect that a party of Irish soldiers were on the point of surprising their enemies (either Danes or Royalists, for the story varies) who lay fatigued and asleep, when a Wren perched on the drum and awoke the sentinels. An unhappy legend for the poor bird. For some weeks previous to Christmas, peasants assemble to revenge the treachery of the offender in the persons of his descendants. Every Wren that is seen is hunted to death, and the bodies are carefully saved till St. Stephen's Day, when they are suspended from a decorated holly-bough and carried from house to house by the captors, accompanied by a song of which, in Connemara, this is the burden:
In several parts of Ireland, especially in the south, there's still a legend that a group of Irish soldiers was about to surprise their enemies (either Danes or Royalists, depending on the version) who were exhausted and asleep, when a Wren landed on the drum and woke the sentinels. It's an unfortunate legend for the little bird. For weeks leading up to Christmas, locals gather to take revenge on the traitor’s descendants. Every Wren spotted is hunted down, and their bodies are carefully preserved until St. Stephen's Day, when they are hung from a decorated holly branch and carried from house to house by the hunters, accompanied by a song whose chorus in Connemara goes like this:
The version of the song in Hall's Ireland, as it is sung in the neighbourhood of Cork, scarcely differs from the above, and a similar one may be heard on the same day within twenty miles of Dublin. That a custom so absurdly singular should exist in places so remote, is in itself evidence that it is of ancient origin, though whence derived it would be idle to inquire. [Pg 50]
The version of the song in Hall's Ireland, as it's sung around Cork, hardly differs from the one mentioned above, and you can hear a similar version the same day within twenty miles of Dublin. The existence of such an oddly unique custom in places so far apart shows that it's likely of ancient origin, though it would be pointless to ask where it came from. [Pg 50]
The true story of the Wren is simple enough. It is a minute bird of unpretending plumage, distinguished easily by its erect tail and its habit of hiding in bushes and hedges, not clinging like the Creeper to the perpendicular or horizontal bough of a tree, but hopping from twig to twig, and occasionally taking a short direct flight to another place of concealment, but rarely exposing itself by doing more than this. When hunting for its food, which is considered to be almost exclusively insects, it searches diligently holes and crannies of all kinds, and in all substances. I have known one make its way habitually through a zinc pipe into a greenhouse, and do much service there by picking aphides from the slender stalks of herbaceous plants, which bent into the form of an arch under even its trifling weight. While thus occupied it has suffered me to come within arm's length, but has taken no notice of me. Generally, it displays little fear of man; but, though in winter it resorts to the neighbourhood of houses in quest of food, it shows no disposition, like the Redbreast, to enter on terms of intimacy, nor is it sociable either with its own kind or other birds. Its call-note is a simple 'chip, chip', which often betrays its vicinity when it is itself concealed from sight. Its proper song is full, loud, clear, and powerful, rapidly executed and terminating in a trill or shake, followed by two or three unimportant notes. This it utters occasionally in autumn and winter. About the middle of March the song of the Wren is among the most frequent sounds of the country. At this season one may often hear in a garden the roundelay of a Wren poured forth from the concealment of a low shrub; and, immediately that it is completed, a precisely similar lay bursts forth from another bush some twenty yards off. No sooner is this ended than it is answered, and so the vocal duel proceeds, the birds never interfering with each other's song, but uttering in turns the same combinations and arrangement of notes, just as if they were reading off copies of a score printed from the same type.[9]
The true story of the Wren is pretty straightforward. It’s a tiny bird with plain feathers, easily recognized by its upright tail and its tendency to hide in bushes and hedges. Unlike the Creeper, which clings to tree branches, the Wren hops from twig to twig and occasionally makes a short flight to another hiding spot, rarely showing itself any more than that. When searching for food, mainly insects, it thoroughly investigates holes and crevices of all kinds and materials. I’ve seen one that regularly squeezed through a zinc pipe into a greenhouse, doing a lot of good by eating aphids off the delicate stalks of plants, which bent under its lightweight. While it’s busy, it has allowed me to come within arm's reach without paying any attention to me. Usually, it doesn’t seem to fear humans much; however, during winter, while it looks for food near houses, it doesn’t get friendly like the Robin, nor does it socialize much with its own species or other birds. Its call is a simple 'chip, chip', which often gives away its location when it’s hidden from view. Its actual song is full, loud, clear, and powerful, sung quickly and ending with a trill or shake, followed by a couple of unremarkable notes. It sings this occasionally in autumn and winter. By mid-March, the Wren’s song becomes one of the most common sounds in the countryside. At this time, you can often hear the melody of a Wren coming from a low shrub in a garden, and as soon as it finishes, a similar song starts up from another bush about twenty yards away. Once that finishes, it gets answered, and thus the vocal duel continues, with the birds never interrupting each other but taking turns with the same notes and patterns, as if they were reading from copies of a sheet printed with the same text.[9]
But the season is coming on when the Wren has to be occupied with other things than singing down a rival. Nest-making is with this bird something more than the laying of a few sticks across one another. It is not every one who has at once the time, the inclination and the steadiness of purpose to watch, from beginning to end, the completion of a Wren's nest. To most people, one or other of these qualifications is wanting, and to not a few all three. A friend of Mr. Macgillivray, however, performed the task, and furnished him with a most satisfactory detailed account of what passed under his observation. The nest was commenced at seven o'clock in the morning of the thirtieth of May, by the female bird's placing the decayed leaf of a lime-tree in the cleft of a Spanish [Pg 51] juniper. The male took no part in the work, but regaled his busy partner by singing to her all day long. At one period of the day she brought in bundles of leaves four, five, and even six times in the space of ten minutes. At other times, when greater care was needed in the selection of materials, she was sometimes absent for eight or ten minutes, but such was her industry that at seven o'clock the whole of the external workmanship was finished, the materials being dry leaves, felted together with moss. On the following day both birds joined in the work, beginning as early as half-past three o'clock in the morning, the materials being now moss and a few feathers. So the work proceeded, day after day, until the eighth of June, when the structure was completed, being a compact ball of dried leaves felted with moss and thickly lined with finer moss and feathers, domed over and having a small circular opening on one side. Dried leaves form the exterior of most Wrens' nests, unless they are placed in situations where such an appearance would attract the attention of a passer-by. On a mossy bank, the outside would probably consist of moss; under the root of a tree, of twigs; in a hay-stack, of hay, and so on, the bird being guided by its instinct to select the least conspicuous material. The number of eggs laid is usually six, but as many as fifteen or sixteen have been observed. Any one residing in the country, who has given his attention to birds' nests, must have remarked what a large proportion of the Wrens' nests which he has discovered are in an unfinished state and contain no eggs. These are called 'cock' nests. In winter wrens resort in numbers to old nests and to holes in walls for mutual warmth and shelter.
But the season is coming when the Wren needs to focus on things other than singing down a rival. For this bird, nest-making is more than just laying a few sticks on top of each other. Not everyone has the time, inclination, and determination to watch the entire process of a Wren's nest being built. Most people lack one or more of these qualities, and many lack all three. However, a friend of Mr. Macgillivray took on the task and provided him with a detailed account of what he observed. The nest started at seven o'clock in the morning on May 30, with the female bird placing a decayed lime-tree leaf in the cleft of a Spanish juniper. The male didn’t help with the work but entertained his busy partner by singing to her all day. At one point, she brought in bundles of leaves four, five, and even six times in just ten minutes. At other times, when she needed to be more careful about the materials, she was sometimes gone for eight or ten minutes, but she worked so hard that by seven o'clock, the entire outer structure was finished, made of dry leaves felted together with moss. The next day, both birds worked together, starting as early as half-past three in the morning, using moss and a few feathers. The work continued day after day until June 8, when the nest was complete, a tightly packed ball of dried leaves felted with moss and richly lined with finer moss and feathers, domed with a small circular opening on one side. Dried leaves typically form the outside of most Wrens' nests, except in places where such a look would attract attention. On a mossy bank, the outside would likely be made of moss; under a tree's root, it would consist of twigs; in a haystack, it would be hay, and so forth, guided by the bird's instinct to choose the least noticeable material. The average number of eggs laid is usually six, but as many as fifteen or sixteen have been seen. Anyone living in the countryside and paying attention to birds’ nests must have noticed that a significant number of Wren nests they discover are unfinished and contain no eggs. These are known as 'cock' nests. In winter, wrens gather in large numbers in old nests and wall holes for warmth and shelter.
CINCLUS AQUÁTICUS
Any one who has wandered by the mountain rivers of Scotland, North Wales, or Derbyshire, can have scarcely failed to notice a bird, somewhat less than a Blackbird, black above, with white throat and breast, dart with rapid and direct flight from a low rock on the river's bank, and alight on a wet mossy stone rising but a few inches above the water, where the stream runs swiftest and the spray sparkles brightest. But for the roar of the torrent [Pg 52] you might hear his song, a low melodious strain, which he often carries far on into the winter. His movements while he is thus perched are peculiar; a jerking upwards of the tail and dipping forward of the head remind us of the Wren, a bird with which he has, however, nothing really in common. Water Thrush is one of his names; but he is better known by the names, Dipper and Water Ouzel. Though neither furnished with web-feet like the Ducks, nor with long legs like the Waders, the Dipper is decidedly an aquatic bird, for he is never seen at any distance from a stream or mountain tarn; in his habits he resembles no other of his tribe—a water bird with a song—a song bird that wades, and swims. That he should be so far only singular in his habits is not enough. Although he is a wader he wades differently from other birds; and he uses his wings like oars. The Dipper uses both legs and wings in search of prey, examining the pebbles, feeding on molluscs and the larvæ of insects. Mr. St. John is of opinion that it commits great havoc among the spawn, 'uncovering the eggs, and leaving what it does not eat open to the attack of eels and other fish, or liable to be washed away by the current'. Mr. Macgillivray, on the contrary, states that he has dissected a great number of individuals at all seasons of the year, and has found no other substances in their stomachs but insects and molluscs; he is therefore of opinion that the charge of destroying the spawn of fish is unfounded. The latter opinion obtains now.
Anyone who has wandered by the mountain rivers of Scotland, North Wales, or Derbyshire has probably noticed a bird, slightly smaller than a Blackbird, which is black on its back, with a white throat and breast. It darts quickly and directly from a low rock on the riverbank and lands on a wet, mossy stone that rises just a few inches above the water, where the current is strongest and the spray sparkles the most. If it weren't for the roar of the torrent [Pg 52] you might hear its song, a soft, melodious tune that it often sings well into the winter. Its movements while perched are unique; the tail jerks upward and the head dips forward, reminding us of the Wren, although it has little in common with that bird. Water Thrush is one of its names, but it’s better known as the Dipper or Water Ouzel. Although it doesn't have webbed feet like Ducks or long legs like Waders, the Dipper is definitely an aquatic bird, as it's never seen far from a stream or mountain tarn. In its habits, it doesn’t resemble any other bird in its family—a water bird that sings—a songbird that wades and swims. The fact that it is so unusual in its habits isn't all. While it wades, it does so differently from other birds and uses its wings like oars. The Dipper uses both its legs and wings to search for food, sifting through pebbles and feeding on mollusks and insect larvae. Mr. St. John believes it does significant damage to fish spawn, 'uncovering the eggs, and leaving what it doesn’t eat open to the attack of eels and other fish, or susceptible to being washed away by the current.' On the contrary, Mr. Macgillivray claims that he has dissected many individuals at all times of the year and found nothing in their stomachs except insects and mollusks, so he believes the accusation of harming fish spawn is unfounded. The latter view is more widely accepted now.
I might greatly extend my sketch of this interesting bird, but I have space only to add, that it builds a compact nest of moss, felted so as to be impervious to water, and lined with dead leaves, under a bank overhanging a stream, in the hole of a wall near a mill-dam, or between two rocks under a cascade, but always in such a situation that both old and young birds can throw themselves into the water immediately on being alarmed. I have read of one instance in which a nest was built under a waterfall in such a position, that the bird could not go to and fro without penetrating every time a vertical sheet of water. The nest is domed, and can be entered only by a small hole in front. It contains usually five or six whitish eggs, somewhat smaller than those of the Thrush.
I could go on and elaborate on this fascinating bird, but I can only add that it builds a tight nest of moss, made so it’s waterproof, and lined with dead leaves. You can find it under a bank overhanging a stream, in a wall cavity near a mill-dam, or between two rocks under a waterfall, always in a spot where both adult and young birds can dive into the water immediately if they feel threatened. I read about one case where a nest was built right under a waterfall, making it necessary for the bird to go through a vertical sheet of water every time it came and went. The nest is domed and has only a small opening at the front for entry. It typically holds five or six whitish eggs, which are a bit smaller than those of the Thrush.
ORIÓLUS GÁLBULA
This brilliant bird, resembling the Thrushes in form and habits, but apparelled in the plumage of the Tropics, would seem to have no right to a place among British birds, so little is its gorgeous livery in keeping with the sober hues of our other feathered denizens. There can, however, be no doubt of the propriety of placing it among our visitors, though it comes but seldom and makes no long stay. It is a visitor to the southern sea-board counties and often seen in Cornwall and the Scilly Isles. Were it left unmolested, and allowed to breed in our woods, it is probable that it would return with its progeny, and become of comparatively common occurrence; but though there are on record one or two creditable exceptions, when real naturalists have postponed the glory of shooting and adding to their collection a British specimen, to the pleasure of watching its ways on British soil, yet its biography is not to be written from materials collected in this country. On the European continent it is a regular visitor, though even there it makes no long stay, arriving in the beginning of May, and taking its departure early in autumn. It is most common in Spain, Southern France, and Italy, but is not unfrequent in many other parts of France, in Belgium, and the south of Germany, and Hungary.
This stunning bird, similar in shape and behavior to thrushes but adorned with vibrant tropical feathers, seems out of place among British birds, as its bright colors contrast sharply with the more muted tones of our other avian residents. However, it definitely qualifies as one of our visitors, even though it comes only occasionally and doesn't stay long. It often visits the southern coastal counties, frequently spotted in Cornwall and the Scilly Isles. If it were left undisturbed and allowed to breed in our woodlands, it’s likely that it would return with its offspring and become relatively common. Although there are a couple of notable instances where dedicated naturalists chose the joy of observing this bird in its natural habitat over the thrill of shooting it for their collections, its story can't be fully written based on observations made in this country. On the European mainland, it is a regular visitor, though it still doesn’t linger for long, arriving in early May and leaving by early autumn. It is most frequently found in Spain, Southern France, and Italy, but it is also seen in various other areas of France, Belgium, southern Germany, and Hungary.
'His note', says Cuthbert Collingwood, 'is a very loud whistle, which may be heard at a great distance, but in richness equalling the flute stop of a fine-toned organ. This has caused it to be called Loriot in France. But variety there is none in his song, as he never utters more than three notes consecutively, and those at intervals of half a minute or a minute. Were it not for its fine tone, therefore, his song would be as monotonous as that of the Missel Thrush, which in modulation it greatly resembles.'
'His call,' says Cuthbert Collingwood, 'is a very loud whistle that can be heard from far away, but it has a richness that matches the flute stop of a beautifully toned organ. This has led to it being called Loriot in France. However, there is no variety in his song, as he never makes more than three notes in a row, and those are spaced out by half a minute or a minute. If it weren't for its beautiful tone, his song would be as monotonous as that of the Missel Thrush, which it closely resembles in modulation.'
The nest of the Oriole is described as a marvel of architectural skill, excelling in elegance of form, richness of materials, and delicacy of workmanship combined with strength. It is overlaid externally, like that of the Chaffinch, with the silvery white lichen of fruit trees, which gives it the appearance of being a part of the branch which supports it. But the mansion of the Oriole is more skilfully concealed than that even of the Chaffinch. The latter is placed on a branch, of which it increases the apparent size, and so attracts [Pg 54] attention. The nest of the Oriole, on the contrary, is suspended between the two forks of a horizontal branch, which intercept the side view of it. The materials employed are the lichen above mentioned, wool, cobwebs, and feathers, but all of a white hue. When not placed in a fruit tree, it is attached by a kind of cordage to the twigs of a poplar or birch tree, or even to a bunch of mistletoe, hanging in mid-air like the car of a balloon. A cradle thus sedulously constructed we should expect to find watched with unusual solicitude. And such is the case; it is defended most valiantly against the attacks of marauding birds, and so devoted is the mother bird that she has been known to suffer herself to be carried away sitting on her eggs, and to die of starvation. Surely a bird so beautiful and so melodious, so skilful an architect and so tender a nurse, deserves rather to be encouraged than exterminated. Nests have been found in several of our counties, more especially in Kent. The plumage of the female bird differs considerably from that of the male in richness of tint, and the young of both sexes resemble the female.
The Oriole's nest is a remarkable example of architectural design, showcasing elegance, quality materials, and a delicate yet sturdy craftsmanship. It is covered on the outside, similar to the Chaffinch's nest, with silvery-white lichen from fruit trees, making it blend in with the branch supporting it. However, the Oriole's home is even better hidden than that of the Chaffinch. The Chaffinch builds its nest on a branch, which makes it look larger and draws attention. In contrast, the Oriole's nest hangs between two forks of a horizontal branch, obscuring it from side view. The materials used include the lichen mentioned earlier, along with wool, cobwebs, and white feathers. When it's not made in a fruit tree, it’s attached with a sort of cord to the twigs of poplar or birch trees, or even to a clump of mistletoe, hanging in the air like a balloon's basket. Such a carefully constructed cradle is expected to be protected with exceptional care, and that’s exactly what happens; it is fiercely defended against predators, and the mother bird is so devoted that she has been known to be taken away while sitting on her eggs, ultimately dying of starvation. A bird as beautiful and melodic, as skilled in building and as caring in raising its young certainly deserves to be supported rather than eliminated. Nests have been found in multiple counties, especially in Kent. The female bird's feathers differ significantly in color richness from the male, and the young of both genders look like the female.
STURNUS VULGARIS
The Starling is a citizen of the world. From the North Cape to the Cape of Good Hope, and from Iceland to Kamtschatka, he is almost everywhere at home, and too familiar with the dealings of man to come within a dangerous distance of his arm, though he fully avails himself of all the advantages which human civilization offers, having discovered, long ago, that far more grubs and worms are to be procured on a newly-mown meadow than on the bare hillside, and that the flavour of May-dukes and Coroons immeasurably excels that of the wild cherries in the wood. That dove-cots, holes in walls, and obsolete water-spouts are convenient resting-places for a nest, appears to be a traditional piece of knowledge, and that where sheep and oxen are kept, there savoury insects abound, is a fact generally known, and improved on accordingly. So, in suburban gardens, where even the Redbreast and Tits are unknown, Starlings are periodical visitors and afford much amusement by [Pg 55] their shambling gait, and industrious boring on the lawn for larvæ—in cherry orchards they are regarded with terror, on account of the amount of mischief they will accomplish in a short space of time; and in the sheep-fold they are doubtless most cordially welcomed and their services thankfully received, as they rid the poor tormented animals of many an evil 'tick'.
The Starling is a global citizen. From the North Cape to the Cape of Good Hope, and from Iceland to Kamchatka, it feels at home almost everywhere. It's too familiar with humans to get too close to danger, yet it takes full advantage of all the benefits that human civilization provides. It figured out long ago that there's a lot more grubs and worms to be found in a freshly mown meadow than on a bare hillside, and that the taste of May-dukes and Coroons is way better than that of wild cherries in the woods. It seems to be common knowledge that dove-cots, wall holes, and old water spouts make great nesting spots, and it’s well known that where sheep and cows are found, tasty insects are plentiful, and Starlings make good use of that. In suburban gardens, where even the Robins and Tits are absent, Starlings show up periodically and entertain us with their awkward walk and their relentless digging in the lawn for larvae. In cherry orchards, they’re feared because of the chaos they can cause in a short time, while in sheep pens, they’re warmly welcomed and appreciated for helping to free the poor animals from pesky ticks.
The Starling is a handsome bird; seen at a distance it appears to be of a uniform black hue, but on closer inspection its sable coat is found to be lustrous with reflections of purple and green, and every feather is tipped with white, or cream-colour—a mantle of shot-silk garnished with pearls.
The Starling is a beautiful bird; from afar, it looks like it has a solid black color, but when you take a closer look, its dark coat shines with hints of purple and green, and each feather is edged with white or cream—a cloak of shimmering silk adorned with pearls.
Except during the nesting season, a Starling is rarely seen alone; most commonly perhaps they are observed in parties of from six to twelve, hunting in orchards or meadows for whichsoever article of their diet happens to be in season. Wherever a colony of Rooks, Jackdaws, or Rock Pigeons has established itself, there most probably, or somewhere in the neighbourhood, a large party will assemble to roost, and will attend the others on all their foraging expeditions. In spring the flocks, small and great, break up into pairs, each withdrawing to a convenient nesting place, which is sometimes a hole in a tree, sometimes a building, a cliff, or a cave. The nest itself is a simple structure, being composed of dry grass and roots, and contains generally five eggs. At this season the male bird adds to the chirping and twittering notes of both sexes a soft, and not unmusical note, which resembles more closely than any other sound with which I am acquainted the piping of a boatswain's whistle, and it is not uncommon to hear a party of choristers thus engaged, perched meanwhile on some high tree, even while incubation is going on. Starlings, also, mimic the notes of other singers. The breeding season over, they become nomad in their habits. Many families unite into a flock, and explore the country far and wide for suitable feeding places, their diet being, up to this time, exclusively worms and insects. But no sooner does the fruit begin to ripen in the cherry districts, than the flocks, now assembled in countless multitudes, descend on the trees, and, if not observed and scared away, appropriate the whole crop.
Except during nesting season, you rarely see a Starling alone; they're usually spotted in groups of six to twelve, hunting in orchards or meadows for whatever food is in season. Wherever there’s a colony of Rooks, Jackdaws, or Rock Pigeons, you can expect a large group of Starlings to gather nearby to roost and accompany them on their foraging trips. In spring, these flocks break into pairs, each finding a suitable nesting spot, which could be a hole in a tree, a building, a cliff, or a cave. The nest is a simple structure made of dry grass and roots, typically containing about five eggs. During this time, the male bird adds a soft, melodious sound to the chirping and twittering of both sexes, which closely resembles the piping of a boatswain's whistle. It’s not unusual to hear a group of them singing together while perched in a tall tree, even during incubation. Starlings can also mimic the sounds of other birds. Once the breeding season ends, they become nomadic. Many families come together to form a flock and roam far and wide in search of good feeding spots, their diet being mostly worms and insects until the fruit starts ripening in cherry-growing areas. Then, the flocks, now in massive numbers, descend on the trees and, if not noticed and scared off, will consume the entire crop.
Newly-fledged Starlings are so different from their parents, that they might be mistaken for a different species. The plumage is of a uniform greyish brown, lighter beneath. It is not till the end of July or the beginning of August that the adult plumage begins to show itself, and then the young birds present a singular appearance, as the glossy black feathers, tipped with pearl, appear in irregular patches on various parts of the body. Starlings do not usually roost near the scene of their depredations, but from this season and thence until late in autumn they repair, as if by some preconcerted scheme, to a rendezvous common to many detachments. A writer in the Zoologist states that there were formerly, [Pg 56] near Melbourne In Cambridgeshire, some large patches of reeds, which were rented at a certain annual sum, and which the tenant sold to builders to use in making plaster-floors and ceilings of rooms. Towards autumn, Starlings resorted to them in such numbers to roost, that unless scared away, they settled upon the reeds, broke them down and rendered them completely useless. It required a person to keep watch every evening for some time, and fire at them repeatedly with a gun as they were settling down; but as the spot was a favourite one, they showed considerable reluctance in quitting it.
Newly fledged Starlings look so different from their parents that they might be mistaken for a different species. Their feathers are a uniform grayish-brown, lighter underneath. It's not until late July or early August that the adult plumage starts to appear, and the young birds then have a unique look, with glossy black feathers tipped with white appearing in random patches on different parts of their bodies. Starlings usually don't roost close to where they feed, but during this time and until late autumn, they gather, as if following a plan, at a common meeting spot shared by many groups. A writer in the Zoologist notes that there used to be, [Pg 56] near Melbourne in Cambridgeshire, some large patches of reeds that were rented for an annual fee, which the tenant sold to builders for making plaster floors and ceilings. Towards autumn, Starlings would flock to these reeds to roost in such numbers that unless they were scared away, they would settle on the reeds, breaking them down and making them completely unusable. It required a person to keep watch every evening for a while and shoot at them repeatedly with a gun as they were settling down, but because it was a favored spot, they were quite reluctant to leave.
PASTOR ROSEUS
A very beautiful bird, partaking the characters of the Starlings and Crows. It is an inhabitant of Syria, Asia Minor, and Africa, where it is gregarious in its habits, and does much mischief to the grain crops. It comes as a straggler to our country from spring to autumn; only, unfortunately, to be shot as a 'specimen'.
A very beautiful bird that combines traits of Starlings and Crows. It lives in Syria, Asia Minor, and Africa, where it is social and causes a lot of damage to grain crops. It occasionally visits our country from spring to autumn; unfortunately, it’s often shot as a 'specimen.'
PYRRHÓCORAX GRÁCULUS
Continental authors state that the bird which we call the Chough or Red-legged Crow frequents the highest mountain regions and the confines of perpetual snow, and that hence it is sometimes known by the name of 'Jackdaw of the Alps'. Like the rest of its tribe, it is omnivorous, and lives in societies, like the common Jackdaw and Rook, but rarely deserting, and then only when pressed by hunger, the place of its birth. With us it is never seen inland, confining itself to the rocky sea-coast, where it builds its nest in inaccessible cliffs, and leads the same kind of life with its sable relatives the Crows and Jackdaws, though it never ventures, as they do, far from its sea-side strongholds. The name Chough was probably in ancient times used as a common appellation of all the members of the family Corvidæ which have black plumage, this one being [Pg 57] distinguished as the 'Cornish Chough', from the rocky district which it frequented. The famous lines in King Lear—
Continental authors say that the bird we call the Chough or Red-legged Crow is found in the highest mountain areas and near permanent snow, which is why it’s sometimes called the 'Jackdaw of the Alps.' Like others in its family, it eats a variety of foods and lives in groups, similar to the common Jackdaw and Rook, but it rarely leaves its birthplace unless driven away by hunger. Here, it’s never seen inland, sticking to the rocky sea-coast where it builds its nest in hard-to-reach cliffs, living alongside its dark-feathered relatives, the Crows and Jackdaws, though it never strays as far from its coastal home as they do. The name Chough was likely used in ancient times as a general term for all members of the Corvidae family with black feathers, with this particular one being identified as the 'Cornish Chough' due to the rocky area it inhabits. The famous lines in King Lear—
Not many years since, the Chough was far from uncommon in several parts of the coast of Devon and Cornwall. It is now much less frequent, though it still lingers about the Lizard in the latter county, and is said to breed in the high cliffs near Combe Martin in Devonshire, in both of which places I have often looked out sharply for it, but have never been quite satisfied that I have seen one. It is said also to haunt the precipitous coast of several other parts of Great Britain, and to be found also in many parts of Ireland; in the Channel, especially in Guernsey, it is fairly common, but always preferring the least frequented localities. The peculiar habits of a bird so uncommon and secluded are little known, so far at least as they are characteristic of the bird in its wild state. In captivity its ways differ little from those of the rest of its tribe. It is inquisitive, intrusive, captious in temper, disposed to become attached to those who treat it well, fond of attracting notice; in a word, it surpasses in intelligence most other tribes of birds, ranking among those members of the brute creation whose instinct amounts to something more than a formal compliance with certain laws which the rational creation has arbitrarily set down for their government. Insects and the rejectamenta of the sea-shore and occasionally grain form its diet. It builds its nest of sticks, and lines it with wool and hair, preferring a cleft in a rock, but not refusing any old ruin conveniently situated for its purpose. It lays four or five eggs.
Not many years ago, the Chough was quite common in several parts of the Devon and Cornwall coast. It's now much rarer, though it can still be found near the Lizard in Cornwall and is said to breed on the high cliffs near Combe Martin in Devon, where I have often searched for it but have never been completely sure I’ve seen one. It's also said to inhabit the steep coasts of other areas in Great Britain and can be found in several parts of Ireland as well. In the Channel, especially in Guernsey, it’s fairly common, but it always prefers less populated areas. The unique behaviors of such a rare and reclusive bird are not well known, at least as they are in the wild. In captivity, its behavior is quite similar to that of other birds in its family. It is curious, assertive, easily annoyed, and tends to get attached to those who treat it kindly, enjoying attention; in short, it is more intelligent than most other bird families and ranks among the animals whose instincts go beyond merely following the rules set by humans. Its diet consists of insects, debris from the seashore, and sometimes grains. It builds its nest out of sticks and lines it with wool and hair, favoring crevices in rocks but will also use any suitable old ruin. It lays four or five eggs.
NUCÍFRAGA CARYOCATACTES
The Nutcracker Crow, a rare straggler, must not be confounded with the Nuthatch, which we have already described; the former [Pg 58] is a large bird, as big as a Jay, and is only an occasional visitor in this country, and whose habits partake of those of the Crows and Woodpeckers. The propriety of its name is questionable, according to Yarrell, who says that 'it cannot crack nuts'. Here perhaps there may be some little mistake. Its name is evidently a translation of the French Cassenoix. In England we mean by 'nuts' filberts or hazel-nuts; but the French word noix is applied exclusively to walnuts, our nuts being noisettes, or 'little nuts'; and French authors are agreed that its food consists of insects, fruits, and walnuts; that is, the ordinary diet of its relative, the Rook, whose fondness for walnuts is notorious. It lays its eggs in the holes of trees, and, except in the breeding season, is more or less gregarious in its habits.
The Nutcracker Crow, a rare visitor, should not be confused with the Nuthatch that we’ve already discussed; the former [Pg 58] is a large bird, similar in size to a Jay, and is only an occasional visitor in this country. Its behavior is a mix of that of Crows and Woodpeckers. The appropriateness of its name is questionable, according to Yarrell, who states that 'it cannot crack nuts.' There might be a slight misunderstanding here. Its name clearly comes from the French word Cassenoix. In England, when we refer to 'nuts,' we mean filberts or hazel-nuts; however, the French word noix specifically refers to walnuts, while our nuts are noisettes, or 'little nuts'; and French authors agree that its diet includes insects, fruits, and walnuts—essentially the typical diet of its relative, the Rook, which is well-known for its love of walnuts. It nests in tree holes, and, except during the breeding season, tends to be more social in its habits.
GÁRRULUS GLANDÁRIUS
There exists among gamekeepers a custom of selecting a certain spot in preserved woods, and there suspending, as trophies of their skill and watchfulness, the bodies of such destructive animals as they have killed in the pursuit of their calling. They are generally those of a few stoats or weasels, a Hawk, a Magpie, an owl, and two or three Jays. All these animals are judged to be destructive to game, and are accordingly hunted to the death, the Jay, perhaps, with less reason than the rest, for though it can hardly resist the temptation of plundering, either of eggs or young, any nest, whether of Partridge or Pheasant, that falls in its way, yet it does not subsist entirely upon animal food, but also upon acorns and various other wild fruits. Its blue feathers are much used in the manufacture of artificial flies. Nevertheless, owing to their cautious and wary habits, there are few wooded districts in which they are not more or less numerous. Their jarring unconnected note, which characterizes them at all seasons, is in spring and summer varied by their song proper, in which I have never been able to detect anything more melodious than an accurate imitation of the noise made by sawyers at work, though Montagu states that 'it will, sometimes, in the spring utter a sort of song in a soft and pleasing manner, but so low as not to be heard at any distance; and at intervals introduces the bleating of a lamb, mewing of a cat, the note of a Kite or Buzzard, hooting of an Owl, or even neighing of a horse. These imitations are so exact, even in a natural wild state, that we have frequently been deceived.' The Jay generally builds its nest in a wood, either in the top of a low tree, or against the trunk of a lofty one, employing as material small sticks, roots, and dry grass, and lays five eggs. There seems to be a difference of opinion as to the sociability of the family party after the young are fledged, some writers stating that they separate by mutual consent, and that each shifts for itself; others, that the young brood remains with the old birds all the winter. For my own part, I scarcely recollect ever having seen a solitary Jay, or to have heard a note which was not immediately responded to by another bird of the same species, the inference from which is that, though not gregarious, they are at least social.
There’s a practice among gamekeepers of picking a specific spot in protected woods to hang up the bodies of destructive animals they've killed as trophies of their skill and vigilance. Typically, these trophies include a few stoats or weasels, a hawk, a magpie, an owl, and two or three jays. All of these creatures are considered harmful to game and are therefore hunted down. The jay, perhaps unfairly, is targeted as well, because even though it often steals eggs or young birds from nests it comes across, it doesn’t only eat animal food; it also feeds on acorns and other wild fruits. Its blue feathers are often used to make artificial flies. Still, due to their cautious and wary behavior, jays are quite common in many wooded areas. Their harsh, disconnected call is constant throughout the year, but in spring and summer, they mix in their own song, which I’ve found to be no more melodious than a mimicry of the sound made by sawyers working. Montagu mentions that “in spring it sometimes produces a sort of song in a soft and pleasant tone, but so quietly that it can’t be heard from far away; and it occasionally includes the bleating of a lamb, the mewing of a cat, the call of a kite or buzzard, the hoot of an owl, or even the neighing of a horse. These imitations are so precise, even in the wild, that we’ve often been tricked.” The jay usually builds its nest in the woods, either in the top of a low tree or against the trunk of a tall one, using small sticks, roots, and dry grass, and lays five eggs. There seems to be some disagreement about how social they are after the young ones fledge; some writers say they part ways amicably and fend for themselves, while others claim the young stay with their parents all winter. Personally, I can hardly recall seeing a solitary jay or hearing a call that didn’t get answered by another jay, which suggests that, while they may not be gregarious, they are at least social.
When domesticated, the Jay displays considerable intelligence; it is capable of attachment, and learns to distinguish the hand and voice of its benefactor.
When domesticated, the Jay shows a lot of intelligence; it can form attachments and learns to recognize the hand and voice of its caretaker.
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![Plate_14. Raven [M]; Jay [F]; Chough; and Magpie [F]. Plate_14](images/plate_14.png)
PICA RÚSTICA
The Magpie, like the Crow, labours under the disadvantage of an ill name, and in consequence incurs no small amount of persecution. Owing to the disproportionate length of its tail and shortness of its wings its flight is somewhat heavy, so that if it were not cunning and wary to a remarkable degree, it would probably well-nigh disappear from the catalogue of British Birds. Yet though it is spared by none except avowed preservers of all birds (like Waterton, who protects it 'on account of its having nobody to stand up for it'), it continues to be a bird of general occurrence, and there seems indeed to be but little diminution of its numbers. Its nest is usually constructed among the upper branches of a lofty tree, either in a hedge-row or deep in a wood; or if it has fixed its abode in an unwooded district, it selects the thickest thorn-bush in the neighbourhood and there erects its castle. This is composed of an outwork of thorns and briers supporting a mass of twigs and mud, which is succeeded by a layer of fibrous roots. The whole is not only fenced round but arched over with thorny sticks, an aperture being left, on one side only, large enough to admit the bird. In this stronghold are deposited generally six [Pg 60] eggs, which in due time are succeeded by as many young ogres, who are to be reared to birds by an unstinted supply of the most generous diet. Even before their appearance the old birds have committed no small havoc in the neighbourhood; now, however, that four times as many mouths have to be filled, the hunting ground must either be more closely searched or greatly extended. Any one who has had an opportunity of watching the habits of a tame Magpie, must have observed its extreme inquisitiveness and skill in discovering what was intended to be concealed, joined, moreover, to an unscrupulous habit of purloining everything that takes its roving fancy. Even when surrounded by plenty and pampered with delicacies it prefers a stolen morsel to what is legally its own. Little wonder then that when it has to hunt on its own account for the necessaries of life, and is stimulated besides by the cravings of its hungry brood, it has gained an unenviable notoriety as a prowling bandit. In the harrying of birds' nests no schoolboy can compete with it; Partridges and Pheasants are watched to their retreat and plundered mercilessly of their eggs and young; the smaller birds are treated in like manner: hares and rabbits, if they suffer themselves to be surprised, have their eyes picked out and are torn to pieces; rats, mice, and frogs are a lawful prey; carrion, offal of all kinds, snails, worms, grubs, and caterpillars, each in turn pleasantly vary the diet; and, when in season, grain and fruit are attacked with as much audacity as is consistent with safety; and might, whenever available, give a right to stray chickens and ducklings. The young birds, nurtured in an impregnable stronghold, and familiarized from their earliest days with plunder, having no song to learn save the note of caution and alarm when danger is near, soon become adepts in the arts of their parents, and, before their first moult, are a set of inquisitive, chattering marauders, wise enough to keep near the haunts of men because food is there most abundant, cautious never to come within reach of the fowling-piece, and cunning enough to carry off the call-bird from the net without falling themselves into the snare. Even in captivity, with all their drollery, they are unamiable.
The Magpie, like the Crow, suffers from a bad reputation, which leads to it facing a lot of persecution. Due to its long tail and short wings, its flight is quite clumsy, so if it weren’t extremely clever and cautious, it would likely disappear from the list of British Birds. However, despite being chased by everyone except those who actively protect all birds (like Waterton, who defends it "because it has no one to stand up for it"), it remains a commonly seen bird, and its numbers seem to be stable. It usually builds its nest in the upper branches of tall trees, whether in a hedgerow or deep in a forest; or if it lives in an open area, it opts for the thickest thorn bush nearby to create its home. This nest is constructed with a foundation of thorns and briars, topped with a mix of twigs and mud, and then a layer of fibrous roots. The whole structure is surrounded and covered with thorny sticks, leaving only one entrance big enough for the bird to fit through. Inside, it typically lays around six eggs, which eventually hatch into young birds that will be raised on a plentiful diet. Even before the chicks arrive, the adult Magpies cause quite a bit of trouble in the area; now, with four times as many mouths to feed, they either have to search more thoroughly for food or broaden their hunting grounds. Anyone who has observed a tame Magpie will notice its extreme curiosity and talent for uncovering hidden things, along with a shameless tendency to steal whatever catches its eye. Even when well-fed with treats, it prefers a stolen bite over what it actually owns. It’s no surprise that when it has to find its own food, especially with hungry chicks to care for, it has earned a bad reputation as a sneaky thief. No schoolboy can compete with it when it comes to raiding nests; it watches Partridges and Pheasants as they retreat and mercilessly steals their eggs and young. Smaller birds face the same fate: if hares and rabbits are caught off guard, their eyes are picked out, and they’re torn apart. Rats, mice, and frogs are also fair game; carrion, all kinds of offal, snails, worms, grubs, and caterpillars regularly diversify their diet, and during the right seasons, they’ll boldly seize grain and fruit as much as is safe, and will even try to snatch stray chickens and ducklings. The young birds, raised in a secure nesting place and taught from a young age about thievery, only learn the cautionary calls for when danger is near. They quickly become skilled in their parents' ways, and before their first molt, they are curious, chattering little thieves, smart enough to stay near human areas where food is plentiful, careful to avoid hunters, and clever enough to grab the call-bird from a trap without getting caught themselves. Even in captivity, despite their amusing antics, they are not friendly.
Magpies, though generally distributed, are far more numerous in some districts than others. In Cornwall they are very abundant; hence I have heard them called Cornish Pheasants. In Ireland they are now very common. It is stated that they are in France more abundant than in any other country of Europe, where they principally build their nests in poplar-trees, having discovered, it is said, 'that the brittle nature of the boughs of this tree is an additional protection against climbers!' 'In Norway', says a writer in the Zoologist,[10] 'this bird, usually so shy in this country, and so difficult to approach within gunshot, seems to have entirely changed its nature: it is there the most domestic and [Pg 61] fearless bird; its nest is invariably placed in a small tree or bush adjoining some farm or cottage, and not unfrequently in the very midst of some straggling village. If there happens to be a suitable tree by the roadside and near a house, it is a very favourable locality for a Norwegian Magpie's nest. I have often wondered to see the confidence and fearlessness displayed by this bird in Norway; he will only just move out of your horse's way as you drive by him on the road, and should he be perched on a rail by the roadside he will only stare at you as you rattle by, but never think of moving off. It is very pleasant to see this absence of fear of man in Norwegian birds; a Norwegian would never think of terrifying a bird for the sake of sport; whilst, I fear, to see such a bird as the Magpie sitting quietly on a rail within a few feet, would be to an English boy a temptation for assault which he could not resist. I must add, however, with regard to Magpies, that there is a superstitious prejudice for them current throughout Norway; they are considered harbingers of good luck, and are consequently always invited to preside over the house; and, when they have taken up their abode in the nearest tree, are defended from all ill; and he who should maltreat the Magpie has perhaps driven off the genius loci, and so may expect the most furious anger of the neighbouring dwelling, whose good fortune he has thus violently dispersed.' Faith in the prophetic powers of the Magpie even yet lingers in many of the rural districts of England also.
Magpies, while found in many areas, are much more numerous in some places than in others. In Cornwall, they are very plentiful; thus, I’ve heard them referred to as Cornish Pheasants. In Ireland, they are quite common now. It’s said that they are more abundant in France than anywhere else in Europe, where they primarily build their nests in poplar trees. It’s thought that the fragile nature of the branches provides extra protection against climbers! In Norway, according to a writer in the Zoologist,[10] 'this bird, usually so shy here and difficult to approach, seems to have completely changed its behavior: it’s the most domesticated and fearless bird there; its nest is always placed in a small tree or bush near a farm or cottage and often right in the middle of a scattered village. If there’s a suitable tree by the roadside and close to a house, it’s a prime spot for a Norwegian Magpie’s nest. I’ve often been amazed by the confidence and fearlessness shown by this bird in Norway; it will only just move out of the way of your horse as you drive past, and if it’s perched on a rail by the roadside, it will just stare at you as you go by without considering moving. It’s quite nice to see this lack of fear of humans in Norwegian birds; a Norwegian would never think of scaring a bird for the sake of sport, while, unfortunately, seeing a Magpie sitting quietly on a rail just a few feet away would be a temptation for an English boy to harass that he wouldn’t be able to resist. However, I should add that there is a superstitious belief about Magpies across Norway; they are seen as symbols of good luck and are thus always welcomed into homes; when they settle in the nearby tree, they are protected from all harm, and anyone who mistreats a Magpie may have driven off the genius loci and can expect the wrath of the nearby household, whose good fortune they have disrupted.' Belief in the prophetic nature of the Magpie still exists in many rural parts of England as well.
CORVUS MONÉDULA
This lively and active bird, inferior in size as well as dignity to the Rook, yet in many respects resembles it so closely that it might be fabled to have made the Rook its model, and to have exercised its imitative powers in the effort to become the object of its admiration. A vain effort, however; for nature has given to it a slender form, a shriller voice, a partially grey mantle, and an instinct which compels it to be secretive even in the placing of its nest. Its note, which may be represented either by the syllable 'jack' or 'daw', according to the fancy of the human imitator, sounds like an impertinent attempt to burlesque the full 'caw' of the Rook; it affects to be admitted into the society of that bird on equal terms; but whether encouraged as a friend, or tolerated as a parasite whom it is less troublesome to treat with indifference than to chase away, is difficult to decide. Most probably the latter; [Pg 62] for although It is common enough to see a party of Jackdaws dancing attendance on a flock of Rooks, accompanying them to their feeding-grounds, and nestling in hollow trunks of trees in close proximity to rookeries, they are neither courted nor persecuted; they come when they like and go away when they please. On the other hand, no one, I believe, ever saw a flock of Rooks making the first advances towards an intimacy with a flock of Jackdaws, or heard of their condescending to colonize a grove, because their grey-headed relatives were located in the neighbourhood. On the sea-coast, where Rooks are only casual visitors, the Jackdaw has no opportunity of hanging himself on as an appendage to a rookery, but even here he must be a client. With the choice of a long range of cliff before him, he avoids that which he might have all to himself, and selects a portion which, either because it is sheltered from storms, or inaccessible by climbers, has been already appropriated by Sea-mews.
This lively and active bird, smaller and less dignified than the Rook, resembles it so much that one might think it’s trying to imitate the Rook in hopes of gaining its admiration. It’s a futile attempt, though, because nature has given it a slender body, a shriller voice, a partly grey coat, and an instinct that makes it secretive, even when building its nest. Its call, which can be expressed with the syllables 'jack' or 'daw', depending on the listener's interpretation, sounds like a cheeky effort to mimic the full 'caw' of the Rook. It behaves as if it deserves to be part of the Rook's social circle, but it’s hard to tell if it’s welcomed as a friend or tolerated like a bothersome guest who’s easier to ignore than to chase away. Most likely the latter; [Pg 62] because while it’s common to see a group of Jackdaws hanging around a flock of Rooks, following them to their feeding spots and nesting in tree hollows close to their rookeries, they’re neither welcomed nor chased off; they come and go as they please. On the flip side, I don’t think anyone has ever seen Rooks making an effort to befriend a flock of Jackdaws, or heard of them willingly settling in an area just because their grey-headed relatives were nearby. On the coast, where Rooks are only occasional visitors, the Jackdaw can't attach itself to a rookery, but even here, it must play the role of a client. Given a long expanse of cliffs to choose from, it avoids the sections it could claim for itself and picks parts that have already been taken by sea gulls, either because they offer shelter from storms or are hard for climbers to reach.
The object of the Jackdaw in making church-towers its resort is pretty evident. Where there is a church there is at least also a village, and where men and domestic animals congregate, there the Jackdaw fails not to find food; grubs in the fields, fruit in the orchards, and garbage of all kinds in the waste ground. Here, too, it has a field for exercising its singular acquisitiveness. Wonderful is the variety of objects which it accumulates in its museum of a nest, which, professedly a complication of sticks, may comprise also a few dozen labels stolen from a Botanic Garden, an old tooth-brush, a child's cap, part of a worsted stocking, a frill, etc. Waterton,[11] who strongly defends it from the charge of molesting either the eggs or young of pigeons, professes himself unable to account for its pertinacious habit of collecting sticks for a nest placed where no such support is seemingly necessary, and, cunning though it is, comments on its want of adroitness in introducing sticks into its hole: 'You may see the Jackdaw', he says, 'trying for a quarter of an hour to get a stick into the hole, while every attempt will be futile, because, the bird having laid hold of it by the middle, it is necessarily thrown at right angles with the body, and the Daw cannot perceive that the stick ought to be nearly parallel with its body before it can be conveyed into the hole. Fatigued at length with repeated efforts, and completely foiled in its numberless attempts to introduce the stick, it lets it fall to the ground, and immediately goes in quest of another, probably to experience another disappointment on its return. When time and chance have enabled it to place a quantity of sticks at the bottom of the hole, it then goes to seek for materials of a more pliant and a softer nature.' These are usually straw, wool, and feathers; but, as we have seen, nothing comes amiss that catches its fancy. In addition [Pg 63] to rocks, towers, and hollow trees, it sometimes places its nest in chimneys or in rabbit-burrows, but never, or in the rarest instances, among the open boughs of a tree. It lays from four to six eggs, and feeds its young on worms and insects, which it brings home in the pouch formed by the loose skin at the base of its beak. When domesticated, its droll trickeries and capability of imitating the human voice and other sounds are well known. By turns affectionate, quarrelsome, impudent, confiding, it is always inquisitive, destructive, and given to purloining; so that however popular at first as a pet, it usually terminates its career by some unregretted accident, or is consigned to captivity in a wicker cage.
The reason the Jackdaw chooses church towers as its home is pretty clear. Where there’s a church, there’s usually a village, and where people and pets gather, the Jackdaw easily finds food—grubs in the fields, fruit in orchards, and all kinds of trash in the wasteland. It also has plenty of opportunities to show off its unique ability to collect things. The variety of items it builds into its nest, which is essentially just a bunch of sticks, can also include a few dozen labels stolen from a botanic garden, an old toothbrush, a child’s cap, a piece of a knitted sock, a ruffle, and more. Waterton, [11] who strongly defends it against accusations of disturbing the eggs or chicks of pigeons, admits he can't explain its stubborn habit of collecting sticks for a nest where they don't seem necessary, and although clever, he notes its clumsiness in trying to fit sticks into its hole: “You can watch the Jackdaw spend half an hour trying to get a stick inside the hole, but every attempt fails because when it grabs it by the middle, the stick sticks out at a right angle to its body. The Jackdaw doesn’t realize that the stick needs to be almost parallel to its body to fit into the hole. After tiring out from all the tries and failing each time, it drops the stick and immediately goes looking for another, likely to face the same disappointment when it returns. Once it finally manages to get a bunch of sticks piled at the bottom of the hole, it then starts looking for softer, more flexible materials.” These usually include straw, wool, and feathers, but as we’ve seen, anything that catches its eye is fair game. Besides rocks, towers, and hollow trees, it sometimes builds its nest in chimneys or rabbit burrows, but hardly ever (if ever) among the open branches of a tree. It lays four to six eggs and feeds its chicks worms and insects, which it carries home in the pouch formed by the loose skin at the base of its beak. When domesticated, its amusing tricks and ability to imitate human voices and other sounds are well known. It can be affectionate, argumentative, cheeky, and trusting, but it is always curious, destructive, and prone to stealing. So, while it might be popular as a pet at first, it often ends up meeting an unfortunate end or is confined to a wicker cage.
CORVUS CÓRAX
The Raven, the largest of the Corvidæ, and possessing in an eminent degree all the characteristics of its tribe except sociability, is the bird which beyond all others has been regarded with feelings of awe by the superstitious in all ages. In both instances in which specific mention of it occurs in Holy Writ, it is singled out from among other birds as gifted with a mysterious intelligence. Sent forth by Noah when the ark rested on the mountains of Ararat, it perhaps found a congenial home among the lonely crags strewed with the carcases of drowned animals, and by failing to return, announced to the patriarch that a portion of the earth, though not one fit for his immediate habitation, was uncovered by the waters. At a subsequent period, honoured with the mission of supplying the persecuted prophet with food, it was taught to suppress its voracious instinct by the God who gave it. The Raven figures prominently in most heathen mythologies, and is almost everywhere regarded with awe by the ignorant even at the present time. In Scandinavian mythology it was an important actor; and all readers of Shakespeare must be familiar with passages which prove it to have been regarded as a bird of dire omen.
The Raven, the largest of the Corvids, displays all the traits of its family except for being social. It has always been seen as a bird of mystery and fear by the superstitious throughout history. In the Bible, whenever it’s mentioned, it stands out from other birds as having a mysterious intelligence. Noah sent the Raven out when the ark landed on the mountains of Ararat, and it likely found a home among the desolate cliffs scattered with the bodies of drowned animals. By not returning, it informed Noah that part of the earth was above water, even if it wasn’t suitable for him to live on. Later, the Raven was honored with the task of providing food for the persecuted prophet, and it was taught to control its hunger by the God who created it. The Raven appears prominently in various pagan mythologies and is still viewed with fear by the uneducated today. In Scandinavian mythology, it played a significant role, and anyone familiar with Shakespeare knows it was seen as a bird of bad omen.
In the Judgment of others, its friendly mission to the Tishbite invested it with a sanctity which preserved it from molestation. [Pg 64]
In the eyes of others, its friendly purpose towards the Tishbite gave it a sense of holiness that kept it safe from harm. [Pg 64]
Apart from all traditional belief, the Raven derives its ill-omened character as a herald of death from the rapidity with which it discerns, in the vicinity of its haunts, the carcase of any dead animal. In the coldest winter days, at Hudson's Bay, when every kind of effluvium is greatly checked if not arrested by frost, buffaloes and other beasts have been killed when not one of these birds was to be seen; but in a few hours scores of them have been found collected about the spot to pick up the blood and offal. 'In Ravens', says a writer in the Zoologist,'the senses of smell and sight are remarkably acute and powerful. Perched usually on some tall cliff that commands a wide survey, these faculties are in constant and rapid exercises, and all the movements of the bird are regulated in accordance with the information thus procured. The smell of death is so grateful to them that they utter a loud croak of satisfaction instantly on perceiving it. In passing any sheep, if a tainted smell is perceptible, they cry vehemently. From this propensity in the Raven to announce his satisfaction in the smell of death has probably arisen the common notion that he is aware of its approach among the human race, and foretells it by his croakings.' The same observant author, as quoted by Macgillivray, says again: 'Their sight and smell are very acute, for when they are searching the wastes for provision, they hover over them at a great height; and yet a sheep will not be dead many minutes before they will find it. Nay, if a morbid smell transpire from any in the flock, they will watch it for days till it die.'
Despite traditional beliefs, the Raven's reputation as a harbinger of death comes from how quickly it can spot the carcass of any dead animal near its territory. During the coldest winter days at Hudson's Bay, when most scents are greatly diminished or completely frozen, buffalo and other animals have been killed without a single Raven in sight. Yet, within a few hours, scores of them gather around the spot to scavenge the blood and remains. "In Ravens," says a writer in the Zoologist, "the senses of smell and sight are remarkably sharp and powerful. Usually perched on a tall cliff with a wide view, these abilities are constantly and actively engaged, guiding all the bird's actions accordingly. The scent of death is so appealing to them that they emit a loud croak of satisfaction as soon as they detect it. When passing by sheep, if they catch a whiff of something wrong, they cry out loudly. This tendency in the Raven to express satisfaction upon smelling death likely gave rise to the common belief that they can anticipate it and warn humans with their croaking." The same observant author, as quoted by Macgillivray, adds: "Their sight and smell are very keen, for when they are searching for food in barren areas, they hover high above; yet, a sheep will not be dead for long before they find it. Furthermore, if any member of the flock emits a foul odor, they will watch it for days until it dies."
To such repasts they are guided more by scent than by sight, for though they not unfrequently ascend to a great height in the air, they do not then appear to be on the look-out for food. This duty is performed more conveniently and with greater success by beating over the ground at a low elevation. In these expeditions they do not confine themselves to carrion, but prey indiscriminately on all animals which they are quick enough to capture and strong enough to master. Hares, rabbits, rats, mice, lizards, game of various kinds, eggs, and the larger insects, all of these enter into their diet, and, wanting these, they resort to the sea-shore for refuse fish, or ransack dunghills in villages, before the inhabitants are astir, for garbage of all sorts. Pliny even relates that in a certain district of Asia Minor they were trained to hawk for game like the noble Falcons. Few of these qualifications tend to endear them to mankind; and as they are dreaded by shepherds on account of their being perhaps more than suspected of making away with sickly lambs when occasion offers, and of plundering poultry yards, Ravens are become, in populous districts, almost unknown birds. I have only seen them myself on the rocky sea-shore of Devon and Cornwall, in the wilds of Dartmoor, and the Highlands of Scotland. There was for many successive years a nest built on a ledge of granite near the Bishop Rock, in Cornwall, a huge mass of sticks, and [Pg 65] what appeared to be grass, inaccessible from below, but commanded by a venturous climber from above. Where it still continues to breed inland, it places its nest, constructed of sticks and lined with the wool and fur of its victims, either on an inaccessible rock, or near the summit of a lofty tree, the ill-omened 'Raven-tree' of romances. In the north of Scotland, in the Orkneys and Hebrides, where it is still abundant, it builds its nest in cliffs which it judges to be inaccessible, both inland and on the sea-shore, showing no marked preference for either. Two pairs never frequent the same locality, nor is any other bird of prey permitted to establish itself in their vicinity. Even the Eagle treats the Raven with respect, and leaves it to its solitude, not so much from fear of its prowess, as worn out by its pertinacious resistance of all dangerous intruders. Hence, in some districts, shepherds encourage Ravens, because they serve as a repellent to Eagles; while in others, where Eagles are of unusual occurrence, they allow them to build their nests undisturbed, but when the young are almost fledged, destroy them by throwing stones at them from above. Nevertheless the original pair continues to haunt the same locality for an indefinite term of years, and it is not a little singular that if one of them be killed, the survivor will find a mate in an incredibly short space of time.
They navigate these meals more by smell than by sight, since even though they often fly high in the sky, they don't seem to be searching for food then. It's much more effective to search the ground at a lower level. During these hunts, they don't limit themselves to dead animals; they will hunt any creatures they can catch and overpower. Hares, rabbits, rats, mice, lizards, various game, eggs, and larger insects all make up their diet. When these are scarce, they head to the beach for leftover fish or scour village garbage heaps early in the morning for all kinds of trash. Pliny even mentions that in a certain part of Asia Minor, they were trained to hunt for game like noble falcons. These traits don’t exactly make them popular with people; in fact, they are feared by shepherds who suspect them of taking sickly lambs and raiding chicken coops. Because of this, ravens have become almost extinct in populated areas. I have only seen them on the rocky shores of Devon and Cornwall, in Dartmoor’s wilderness, and in the Highlands of Scotland. For many years, a nest made of large sticks and what looked like grass was built on a granite ledge near the Bishop Rock in Cornwall. It was unreachable from below but could be accessed by adventurous climbers from above. Where they still breed inland, they build nests made of sticks lined with the wool and fur of their prey, often on cliffs or the tops of tall trees, which are referred to in stories as the ill-fated 'Raven-tree.' In northern Scotland, especially in the Orkneys and Hebrides where they are still plentiful, they build nests in cliffs that they think are safe, both on land and by the sea, without a strong preference for either. Two pairs never stay in the same area, and no other birds of prey are allowed to settle nearby. Even eagles respect ravens and leave them alone, not so much out of fear of their strength, but because they are persistent in defending their territory against intruders. Therefore, in some areas, shepherds encourage ravens because they scare away eagles; in others, where eagles are rare, they let them nest undisturbed but will destroy the nests by throwing stones at them when the young are nearly ready to fly. Regardless, the original pair tends to stay in the same area for many years, and it's quite remarkable that if one is killed, the surviving raven finds a new mate in an incredibly short amount of time.
The geographical range of the Raven is very extensive. Throughout all the zones of the Northern Hemisphere it is to be found; and having this wide range, its physical constitution is strong, and it lives to a great age, amounting, so the ancients tell us, to twenty-seven times the period of a man's life. The note of the Raven is well described by the word 'croak', but it is said by those who have had the opportunity of observing it under various circumstances, to utter another sound, resembling the word 'whii-ur'. With this cry it very commonly intermixes another, sounding like 'clung', uttered very much as by a human voice, only a little wilder in the sound. From the cry croak the Raven no doubt derives its Latin name Corvus the French Corbeau, and its common Scotch appellation Corbie.
The geographical range of the Raven is quite vast. It can be found throughout all regions of the Northern Hemisphere. Because of this wide range, its physical constitution is robust, and it lives to an impressive age—ancient sources say it can live up to twenty-seven times a human lifespan. The sound of the Raven is aptly described by the word 'croak', but those who have had the chance to observe it in different situations report that it also makes a sound similar to 'whii-ur'. This call often combines with another sound, resembling 'clung', which is produced in a way similar to a human voice, but slightly more primal. The cry 'croak' is likely the origin of its Latin name 'Corvus', the French 'Corbeau', and its common Scottish name 'Corbie'.
CORVUS CORÓNE
Breeding early in the year, like the Raven, the Carrion Crow builds its nest in some tree which, from its loftiness or other reason, is difficult of ascent, where its young ones are hatched about the [Pg 66] time that most other birds are laying their eggs, and when the lambing season is at its height. Then, too, its habits are most fully developed. Its young are clamorous for food, and will not be satisfied with a little. So the old bird sallies forth to scour the districts least frequented by man, and makes every living thing its prey, provided that by force or cunning it can overpower it. If Grouse are plentiful, it is said that one pair, what with stealing the eggs and carrying off the young, will in a season destroy more of them than the keenest sportsman. It will pounce on the leveret and bear it screaming from the side of its mother. It watches sheep which have strayed from the fold, and mangles the newly-born or weakly lambs, carrying them piece-meal to the young ones at home. If mowers are at work, the wary birds alight on some lofty tree, taking care to keep at a safe distance, and when a nest has been laid bare by the scythe, their incredibly sharp eye discerns the prize which, whether it consist of eggs or callow young, is borne off in triumph. Lest their depredations should be discovered by the accumulation of egg-shells, feathers and bones, which are the natural consequence of these raids, they carefully carry to some distance everything that would tend to betray them, so that one might pass directly beneath the scene of these enormities unsuspicious of the evil existing overhead. Keen as this bird is in pursuit of such delicate fare, he can be, when occasion serves, as unclean a feeder as the Vulture, and he can, on the other hand, make a meal off corn. Mr. Knox states that in the Weald of Sussex, where the Raven is common, it resorts to the brooks and ponds, which abound in fresh-water mussels (Anodon), and feeds on them most voraciously, especially after floods, when they lie scattered on the mud. The same author states that in winter it resorts to the sea-shore, and feeds on the oysters, mussels, small crabs, marine insects, worms, and dead fish which are cast up by the waves during the prevalent south-westerly storms. It has been frequently observed, he adds, to ascend to a great height in the air with an oyster in its claws, and after letting it fall on the beach, to descend rapidly with closed pinions and devour the contents. A similar instance of apparent reasoning is recorded of the same bird by Pliny, but with the substitution of walnuts for oysters.
Breeding early in the year, like the Raven, the Carrion Crow builds its nest high up in a tree that’s hard to climb. Its young are hatched around the time most other birds are laying their eggs, which coincides with the peak of lambing season. At this point, its behavior is well established. The chicks are noisy and demand plenty of food. So, the adult birds venture out to scour less populated areas, making every living thing a target, as long as they can overpower it with strength or cleverness. When Grouse are abundant, it’s said that one pair can steal enough eggs and carry off enough young to outdo even the best hunter in one season. They will swoop down on a leveret and carry it away while it screams for its mother. They also keep an eye on sheep that have wandered off and attack the newborn or weak lambs, dragging them back in pieces to feed their young at home. When mowers are working, these cautious birds perch in tall trees, staying at a safe distance. If they spot a nest that has been revealed by the scythe, their incredibly sharp eyes pick out eggs or hatchlings, which they then carry off triumphantly. To avoid detection from the accumulation of egg shells, feathers, and bones left from their raids, they take everything that could give them away far from the scene, so someone could walk right under their territory without suspecting what’s happening above. As keen as they are in pursuit of such delicate meals, they can also be as filthy a feeder as a Vulture when necessary, and they can eat grains too. Mr. Knox mentions that in the Weald of Sussex, where Ravens are common, they flock to streams and ponds rich in fresh-water mussels (Anodon) and feed on them greedily, especially after floods when they’re scattered across the mud. The same author notes that in winter, they go to the seaside, eating oysters, mussels, small crabs, marine insects, worms, and dead fish washed ashore by storms from the southwest. He adds that it’s been commonly seen rising high up with an oyster in its claws, dropping it on the beach, and then quickly swooping down with closed wings to eat the insides. A similar case of this bird's apparent reasoning was reported by Pliny, but with walnuts instead of oysters.
With such wandering habits, it seems at first sight strange that the phrase 'as the Crow flies' should be adopted to mark distances in a straight line across the open country; yet when it is borne in mind how many persons confound the Crow with the Rook, and even talk of the 'Crows in a rookery', the suggestion will at once occur to the mind that the term owed its origin to its far gentler and more respectable relation, the Rook, whose evening flights from the feeding-ground are among the most familiar sights of the country, and are invariably performed in a line so straight, that if a whole flock could be tracked through the air on any one evening [Pg 67] it would be found scarcely to deviate from that of the preceding or the following. It is to be feared that this inaccurate application of names has done the Rook ill service; yet the two birds are totally distinct; Crows are solitary birds, rarely being seen in more than pairs together; Rooks are eminently sociable. Crows shun the haunts of men; Rooks court the vicinity of his dwellings. Crows are carnivorous; Rooks feed principally on the grubs of beetles, worms, and noxious insects, rewarding themselves occasionally for their services by regaling on corn and fruits, but rarely touching carrion or molesting living animals. In appearance the two birds are much alike; the Crow, however, is somewhat smaller, the beak is stouter at the point and encircled at the base with numerous short feathers, while the bill of the Rook is encroached on by a white membrane which is almost bare of feathers. Both are noted for their intelligence; the Crow has been known to remove its eggs from its nest when apprehensive of danger; it was held in high consideration in the days of augury, and certain of its movements were considered to be indicative of changes in the weather. It builds its nest of sticks, and lines it with moss, straw, hair, and wool, and lays from four to six eggs. Like the Raven, it is a widely-diffused bird, and attains a great age, outliving (the ancients said) nine generations of men, showing great attachment to any spot in which it has once fixed its home, and suffering neither its own progeny nor any other large birds to nestle in its vicinity.
With such wandering habits, it seems odd at first that the phrase "as the crow flies" is used to describe distances in a straight line across open country. However, considering how many people mix up crows with rooks and even talk about "crows in a rookery," it immediately comes to mind that the term probably originated from its much gentler and more respectable relative, the rook. The evening flights of rooks returning from feeding grounds are among the most common sights in the countryside, and they always fly in such a straight line that if an entire flock could be tracked on any given evening, it would hardly deviate from the path taken the night before or after. Unfortunately, this misuse of names has hurt the rook’s reputation; yet the two birds are completely different. Crows are solitary and are rarely seen in pairs, while rooks are very social. Crows avoid human habitats; rooks thrive near them. Crows are carnivorous, while rooks primarily eat beetle grubs, worms, and harmful insects, occasionally treating themselves to corn and fruit but rarely touching carrion or bothering living animals. Externally, the two birds look quite similar; however, crows are slightly smaller, with a sturdier beak at the tip surrounded by many short feathers, while the rook's bill is partially covered by a white membrane that has almost no feathers. Both birds are known for their intelligence; crows have been observed removing their eggs from the nest if they feel threatened. They were highly regarded during the days of divination, and certain behaviors were thought to predict weather changes. Crows build nests from sticks and line them with moss, straw, hair, and wool, laying four to six eggs. Like ravens, crows are widespread and can live a long time, outlasting (as the ancients claimed) nine generations of humans. They show strong loyalty to any place they make their home, and they do not allow either their offspring or other large birds to nest nearby.
This Crow is becoming more numerous of late in the close vicinity of London. It comes constantly to some of our suburban gardens.
This Crow is becoming more common lately in the areas near London. It frequently visits some of our suburban gardens.
CORVUS CORNIX
The Hooded Crow closely resembles the Carrion Crow, scarcely differing from it in fact except in colour. They are, however, perfectly distinct species, and for the most part exercise their calling in separate haunts. In Norway Hooded Crows are very abundant, to the almost total exclusion of the Carrion Crow and Rook, and, though not congregating so as to form a society like the last-named bird, they may be seen simultaneously employed in searching for food in groups which collectively amount to a hundred or more. Though numerous in the winter at Newmarket Heath and Royston (where they are sometimes called Royston Crows), and annually resorting to many parts of the sea-coast, they rarely breed so far south. In the Isle of Man, the Orkneys, Hebrides, [Pg 68] and in all but the south of Scotland they are of more frequent occurrence than any other of the tribe, essentially belonging to the 'Land of the mountain and the flood'. It is on the increase in Ireland and very unwelcome there. One can scarcely traverse the shores of the salt-water lochs of Scotland without seeing a pair, or, in the latter part of the year, a small party of four or five of these birds, gravely pacing the shingle and sand in quest of food. As far as my own experience goes, I should consider the Hooded Crow as 'half sea-bird', but it is said to be met with, in summer, in the very centre of the Grampians and other inland districts. Its proper diet consists of the smaller marine animals, such as crabs, echini, and molluscs, alive or dead, fish and carrion. At high-water it retires inland, and skulks about the low grounds in quest of the eggs and young of Moor-fowl, thereby gaining the execrations of gamekeepers; takes a survey of any adjacent sheep-walks, on the chance of falling in with a new-born lamb, or sickly ewe, whence it has but an ill name among shepherds; and returns when the tide has well ebbed, to finish the day's repast on food of a nature light and easy of digestion. It is less wary of man than the Carrion Crow, and often comes within shot, but, being far too numerous to admit of being exterminated, is but little assailed. In the comparatively mild climate of the Scottish sea-coast, these birds find an abundant supply of food all the year round and as there is no sensible diminution of their numbers in winter, it is supposed that those which frequent the English coast from October to March have been driven southwards by the inclement winters of high latitudes. They are then frequently observed on the coast of Norfolk and Sussex in parties of thirty or more, and it has been remarked that the hunting grounds of the two species are defined by singularly precise limits, the neighbourhood of Chichester being frequented by the Carrion Crow, that of Brighton by its congener. It is abundant on the sea-coast of Norfolk in the winter, where I have seen it feeding with Gulls, Plovers, etc. In musical capabilities it is inferior even to its relative, its solitary croak being neither so loud nor so clear. The nest of the Hooded Crow is large, composed of twigs, sea-weeds, heath, feathers, and straws, and is placed on rocks, tall trees, low bushes, and elsewhere, according to circumstances.
The Hooded Crow looks a lot like the Carrion Crow, differing mainly in color. However, they are completely separate species and generally occupy different areas. In Norway, Hooded Crows are very common, almost completely pushing out the Carrion Crow and Rook. While they don't gather in groups like the latter, they can often be seen searching for food in groups that may number a hundred or more. Although they can be found in large numbers during winter at Newmarket Heath and Royston (where they are sometimes called Royston Crows), and frequently visit various parts of the coastline, they hardly ever breed that far south. In the Isle of Man, the Orkneys, Hebrides, and most of southern Scotland, they occur more often than any other member of their family, being a real part of the 'Land of the mountain and the flood.' They are increasing in Ireland and are rather unwelcome there. It's hard to walk along the shores of Scotland's saltwater lochs without spotting a pair, or, later in the year, a small group of four or five of these birds, gravely walking on the shingle and sand looking for food. From my experience, I would consider the Hooded Crow as 'half sea-bird,' but it's said to be found in summer right in the middle of the Grampians and other inland areas. Its main diet includes smaller marine animals like crabs, sea urchins, and mollusks, whether alive or dead, as well as fish and carrion. At high tide, it moves inland and sneaks around low areas in search of Moor-fowl eggs and chicks, earning the ire of gamekeepers; it also checks out nearby sheep pastures, hoping to find a newborn lamb or sick ewe, which earns it a bad reputation among shepherds. Once the tide goes out, it returns to finish off its meal with light, easy-to-digest food. It is less cautious of humans than the Carrion Crow and often comes within shooting range, but since there are so many of them, they aren't at risk of being wiped out, so they face little hunting pressure. On the relatively mild Scottish coastline, these birds find plenty of food all year round, and since their numbers don’t noticeably drop in winter, it is believed that those hanging around the English coast from October to March have migrated south due to the harsh winters of higher latitudes. They are often seen along the coasts of Norfolk and Sussex in groups of thirty or more, and it has been noted that the territories of the two species are clearly defined, with the Carrion Crow frequenting the area around Chichester and the Hooded Crow near Brighton. They are plentiful along the Norfolk coast in winter, where I have seen them feeding alongside Gulls, Plovers, and others. In terms of song, they are even less capable than their relatives, as their solitary croak is neither very loud nor clear. The nest of the Hooded Crow is large, built from twigs, seaweed, heather, feathers, and straw, and is located on rocks, tall trees, low bushes, and other suitable places as needed.
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CORVUS FRÚGILEGUS
As the Hooded Crow is essentially the type of the Corvidæ in Scandinavia and the Isles of Scotland, where the Carrion Crow and Rook are all but unknown, so in England the representative of the tribe is the Rook, a bird so like the Crow that it is called by its name almost as frequently as by its own, yet so different in habits that, instead of being under a perpetual and universal ban, it is everywhere encouraged and indeed all but domesticated. There are few English parks that do not boast of their rookery, and few proprietors of modern demesnes pretending to be parks, who would not purchase at a high price the air of antiquity and respectability connected with an established colony of these birds. Owing to their large size and the familiarity with which they approach the haunts of men, they afford a facility in observing their habits which belongs to no other birds; hence all treatises on Natural History, and other publications which enter into the details of country life in England, abound in anecdotes of the Rook. Its intelligence, instinctive appreciation of danger, voracity, its utility or the reverse, its nesting, its morning repasts and its evening flights, have all been observed and more or less faithfully recorded again and again; so that its biography is better known than that of any other British bird. It would be no difficult task to compile from these materials a good-sized volume, yet I doubt not that enough remains untold, or at least not sufficiently authenticated, to furnish a fair field of inquiry to any competent person who would undertake to devote his whole attention to this one bird for a considerable period of time. Such a biographer should make himself master of all that has been recorded by various authorities, and should then visit a large number of rookeries in all parts of the kingdom, collecting and sifting evidence, making a series of personal observations, and spreading his researches over all seasons of the year. Such an inquiry, trivial though it may seem, would be most useful, for the Rook, though it has many friends, has also many enemies, and, being everywhere abundant, its agency for good or evil must have serious results. The following account being imperfect from want of space, the reader who wishes to know more about this interesting bird must refer to our standard works on Ornithology, and, above all, record and compare his own personal observations.
As the Hooded Crow is essentially the typical representative of the Corvidæ family in Scandinavia and the Scottish Isles, where the Carrion Crow and Rook are almost unknown, in England the Rook stands as the tribe's representative. This bird resembles the Crow so much that it’s often called by its name just as frequently as it is by its own, yet its habits are so different that, rather than facing constant disdain, it is generally welcomed and almost domesticated. Few English parks lack a rookery, and few owners of modern estates pretending to be parks wouldn't pay a premium for the air of tradition and respectability that comes with an established colony of these birds. Due to their large size and the way they comfortably approach human areas, they provide a rare opportunity to observe their behavior that isn't available with other birds; as a result, all treatises on Natural History and publications detailing country life in England are filled with stories about the Rook. Its intelligence, instinctive ability to sense danger, greed, usefulness or lack thereof, nesting habits, morning meals, and evening flights have all been studied and extensively recorded; thus, its life story is better documented than that of any other British bird. Compiling a substantial volume from these accounts would be quite easy, yet I’m sure there’s still plenty left untold, or at least not well documented, to provide a solid opportunity for investigation for anyone willing to focus entirely on this one bird for a significant period. Such a biographer should become well-versed in all that’s been recorded by various sources, then visit numerous rookeries across the kingdom, gathering and analyzing evidence, making a series of personal observations, and spreading their research throughout all seasons of the year. This type of study, though it may seem trivial, would be incredibly valuable, as the Rook, while having many supporters, also has many detractors, and being so widely present, its impact for better or worse must have serious consequences. The following account is incomplete due to space limitations, so readers interested in learning more about this fascinating bird should refer to our standard works on Ornithology and, above all, document and compare their own observations.
In the early spring months Rooks subsist principally on the larvæ and worms turned up by the plough, and without gainsay, they are then exceedingly serviceable to the agriculturist, by destroying a vast quantity of noxious insects which, at this period of their growth, feed on the leaves or roots of cultivated vegetables. Experience has taught them that the ploughman either has not the power or the desire to molest them; they therefore approach the plough with perfect fearlessness, and show much rivalry in their efforts to be first to secure the treasures just turned up. During the various processes to which the ground is subjected in preparation [Pg 70] for the crop, they repeat their visits, spreading more widely over the field, and not only pick up the grubs which lie on the surface, but bore for such as, by certain signs best known to themselves, lie concealed. I need not say that in all these stages the wisdom of the farmer is to offer them every inducement to remain; all that they ask is to be let alone. Not so, however, when the seed-crop is sown. Grain, pulse, and potatoes are favourite articles of diet with them, and they will not fail to attack these as vigorously as they did the grubs a few days before. They are therefore undeniably destructive at this season, and all available means should be adopted to deter them from alighting on cultivated ground. About the second week in March they desert the winter roosting places, to which they had nightly congregated in enormous flocks, leave off their wandering habits, and repair as if by common consent to their old breeding places. Here, with much cawing and bustling, they survey the ruins of their old nests, or select sites for new ones, being guided by their instinct to avoid all those trees the upper branches of which are too brittle for their purpose either because the trees are sickly or in an incipient state of decay. Hence, when it has occasionally happened that a nestless tree in a rookery has been blown down, the birds have been saluted as prophets, while in reality the tree yielded to the blast before its fellows because it was unsound, the Rooks knowing nothing about the matter except that signs of decay had set in among the upper twigs while as yet all seemed solid beneath. How the birds squabble about their nests, how they punish those thievishly disposed, how they drive away intruders from strange rookeries, how scrupulously they avoid, during building, to pick up a stick that has chanced to drop, how the male bird during incubation feeds his mate with the most luscious grubs brought home in the baggy pouch at the base of his bill, how every time that a bird caws while perched he strains his whole body forward and expands his wings with the effort, all these things, and many more, I must pass over without further notice, leaving them to be verified by the reader with the help of a good field-glass. I must, however, mention, in passing, the custom so generally adopted by sportsmen, of shooting the young birds as soon as they are sufficiently fledged to climb from their nests to the adjoining twigs, or to perform their first tentative flight over the summits of the trees. It is supposed to be necessary to keep down their numbers, but this is a disputed point. I have, however, little doubt that Rooks during the whole of their lives associate the memory of these battues with the appearance of a man armed with a gun. Many people believe that Rooks know the smell of powder: they have good reason to know it; but that they are as much alarmed at the sight of a stick as a gun in the hand of a man, may be proved by any one who, chancing to pass near a flock feeding on the [Pg 71] ground, suddenly raises a stick. They will instantly fly off, evidently in great alarm.
In the early spring months, Rooks mainly feed on the larvae and worms unearthed by the plough, and undeniably, they are extremely helpful to farmers by eliminating a large number of harmful insects that, at this time in their growth, feed on the leaves or roots of cultivated plants. Experience has taught them that the ploughman either can't or doesn't want to disturb them; as a result, they approach the plough with complete fearlessness and compete fiercely to be the first to snatch up the treasures that have just been turned over. Throughout the various processes involved in preparing the ground for crops, they return, spreading more widely across the field, not only picking up the grubs on the surface but also digging for those hidden beneath by certain signs known only to them. I don't need to say that at all these stages, the farmer’s best strategy is to encourage them to stay; all they ask is to be left alone. However, this changes once the seed crop is sown. Grain, peas, and potatoes are among their favorite foods, and they will attack these just as vigorously as they did the grubs a few days earlier. Therefore, they are undeniably destructive at this time, and all possible measures should be taken to keep them away from cultivated land. Around the second week of March, they leave their winter roosting spots, where they had gathered in huge flocks each night, stop their wandering ways, and collectively return to their old breeding sites. Here, with plenty of cawing and flapping, they inspect the remains of their old nests or choose locations for new ones, instinctively avoiding any trees whose upper branches are too brittle for their needs, either because the trees are unhealthy or in early decay. So, when a nestless tree in a rookery occasionally falls, the birds are often thought to be prophetic, but in reality, the tree was weakened by the wind before its companions because it was unsound, and the Rooks know nothing more than that signs of decay were visible among the upper twigs, even though everything seemed solid below. How the birds squabble over their nests, how they punish those who are inclined to steal, how they chase away intruders from other rookeries, how carefully they avoid picking up a stick that has fallen during nesting, how the male bird feeds his mate with the most delicious grubs brought home in the pouch at the base of his bill during incubation, and how each time a bird caws while perched, it leans its whole body forward and spreads its wings with the effort—these things, and many more, I will leave unmentioned, allowing the reader to verify them with a good pair of binoculars. However, I should note, in passing, the common practice among hunters of shooting young birds as soon as they are developed enough to climb from their nests to nearby branches or attempt their first flights over the tree tops. It is thought necessary to control their numbers, although this is debated. I have little doubt that Rooks throughout their lives associate the memory of these hunts with the sight of a man carrying a gun. Many people believe that Rooks can smell gunpowder; they have good reason to know it, but their fear of a stick in a man's hand is as strong as their fear of a gun, as anyone who happens to approach a flock feeding on the ground and suddenly raises a stick will find out, as they will immediately take off in evident panic.
While the young are being reared, the parent birds frequent corn-fields and meadows, where they search about for those plants which indicate the presence of a grub at the root. Such they unscrupulously uproot, and make a prize of the destroyer concealed beneath. They are much maligned for this practise, but without reason; for, admitting that they kill the plant as well as the grub, it must be borne in mind that several of the grubs on which they feed (cockchafer and daddy-longlegs) live for several years underground, and that, during that period, they would if left undisturbed, have committed great ravages. I have known a large portion of a bed of lettuces destroyed by a single grub of Melolontha, having actually traced its passage underground from root to root, and found it devouring the roots of one which appeared as yet unhurt. Clearly, a Rook would have done me a service by uprooting the first lettuce, and capturing its destroyer.
While the young are being raised, the parent birds often visit cornfields and meadows, where they look for plants that indicate a grub hiding at the roots. They unapologetically uproot these plants and prize the hidden destroyer underneath. They get a bad rap for this behavior, but it's unwarranted; because even if they kill both the plant and the grub, it’s important to remember that many of the grubs they feed on (like cockchafers and daddy-longlegs) can live underground for several years. During that time, if left alone, they could cause significant damage. I’ve seen a large section of a lettuce bed ruined by just one grub of Melolontha, having actually tracked its path underground from root to root, finding it eating the roots of one that looked perfectly fine. Clearly, a Rook would have been doing me a favor by uprooting the first lettuce and catching its destroyer.
I must here advert to a peculiar characteristic of the Rook which distinguishes it specifically from the Crow. The skin surrounding the base of the bill, and covering the upper part of the throat, is, in the adult birds, denuded of feathers. Connected with this subject many lengthy arguments have been proposed in support of two distinct opinions: one, that the bareness above mentioned is occasioned by the repeated borings of the bird for its food; the other, that the feathers fall off naturally at the first moult, and are never replaced. I am inclined to the latter view, and that for two reasons: first, if it be necessary (and that is not at all clear) that the Rook, in order to supply itself with food, should have no feathers at the base of its bill, I believe that nature would not have resorted to so clumsy a contrivance, and one so annoying to the bird, as that of wearing them away bit by bit: and, secondly, the bare spot is, as far as I have observed, of the same size and shape in all birds, and at all periods of the year, a uniformity which can scarcely be the result of digging in soils of various kinds, and at all seasons. I cannot, therefore, but think that the appearance in question is the result of a law in the natural economy of the bird, that the feathers are not rubbed off, but fall off, and that they are not renewed, because nature never intended that they should grow there permanently; if not, why is there no similar abrasion in the Crow? The number of lambs eaten by Crows is very small after all, and birds' eggs are not always in season, nor is carrion so very abundant; so that, during a great portion of the year, even Crows must dig for their livelihood, and the great distinction between a Crow and a Rook is, that the former has actually no bare space at the base of his bill. But the question is still open, and the reader may make his own observations, which in Natural History, as well as in many other things, are far better than other people's theories.
I must mention a unique characteristic of the Rook that sets it apart from the Crow. The skin around the base of the beak and covering the upper part of the throat is featherless in adult birds. Many lengthy arguments have been made regarding two distinct views on this topic: one is that this bare area is caused by the bird repeatedly digging for food; the other is that the feathers naturally fall out during the first molt and are never replaced. I lean toward the second view, for two reasons: first, if it were necessary (though that’s not clear at all) for the Rook to be featherless at the base of its bill to find food, I don't think nature would use such an awkward solution as having them wear away gradually, which would be annoying for the bird; and second, the bare spot is, as far as I can tell, the same size and shape in all birds, at all times of the year—a consistency that seems unlikely to result from digging in different types of soil throughout the seasons. Therefore, I believe that this appearance is due to a natural law within the bird's biology: the feathers aren’t rubbed off, but fall off, and they aren't replaced because nature intended for them not to grow there permanently. If that weren’t the case, why isn't there a similar lack of feathers on the Crow? The number of lambs eaten by Crows is quite small, and birds’ eggs are not always available, nor is carrion that plentiful; so for a significant part of the year, even Crows have to dig for food. The major difference between a Crow and a Rook is that the former doesn’t have a bare area at the base of its bill. The question is still open, and you may make your own observations, which in Natural History, as in many other areas, are often more valuable than other people’s theories.
In very dry summer weather, Rooks are put to great shifts in obtaining food. Grubs and worms descend to a great depth to get beyond the influence of the drought, and the soil is too parched and hard for digging; they then retire to the sea-shore, to marshes, fresh-water and salt, to cabbage and potato gardens, and in the last-named localities they are again disposed to become marauders. To fruit gardens they are rarely permitted to resort, or they would commit great ravages. As the season advances, ripe walnuts are a very powerful attraction, and when they have discovered a tree well supplied with fruit, a race ensues between them and the proprietor as to which shall appropriate the greater share, so slyly do they watch for opportunities, and so quick are they in gathering them and carrying them off in their beaks. In long winter frosts, or when the ground is covered with snow, they are again reduced to straits. Some resort to the sea-shore and feed on garbage of all kinds, some to turnip-fields where they dig holes in the bulbs. They have also been observed to chase and kill small birds, which, as near starvation as themselves, have been unable to fly beyond their reach, and I have even seen a Rook catch a small fish.
In extremely dry summer weather, Rooks struggle a lot to find food. Grubs and worms burrow deep into the ground to escape the drought, and the soil becomes too hard and dry to dig in. They then move to the seaside, marshes, both fresh and saltwater areas, and to cabbage and potato gardens, where they tend to become pests. They rarely visit fruit gardens, or they would cause a lot of damage. As the season progresses, ripe walnuts become a big attraction, and when they find a tree full of fruit, there’s a competition between them and the owner over who can grab more, as they cleverly wait for opportunities and quickly gather and fly off with the nuts in their beaks. During long winter freezes or when the ground is covered in snow, they face challenges again. Some go to the seaside and scavenge for all sorts of garbage, while others head to turnip fields, where they dig into the bulbs. They've also been seen chasing and killing small birds, which are just as desperate for food, unable to fly away fast enough, and I’ve even witnessed a Rook catch a small fish.
I must not conclude this imperfect sketch without noticing a peculiar habit of Rooks, which is said to portend rain. A flock will suddenly rise into the air almost perpendicularly, with great cawing and curious antics, until they have reached a great elevation, and then, having attained their object, whatever that may be, drop with their wings almost folded till within a short distance of the ground, when they recover their propriety, and alight either on trees or on the ground with their customary grave demeanour. Occasionally in autumn, as White of Selborne remarks,
I can’t finish this rough outline without mentioning a unique behavior of rooks that is believed to indicate rain. A group will suddenly take to the air nearly straight up, making a loud ruckus and displaying interesting behaviors, until they’ve reached a high altitude. Once they've achieved their goal, whatever that is, they drop back down with their wings nearly closed until they're just above the ground, at which point they regain their composure and land either on trees or the ground, behaving as they usually do. Occasionally in autumn, as White of Selborne notes,
Efforts are sometimes made, and not always unsuccessfully, to induce Rooks to establish a colony in a new locality. One plan is to place some eggs taken from a Rook's nest in that of some large bird which has happened to build in the desired spot, that of a Crow for instance, a Magpie, Jackdaw, Jay, or perhaps a Mistle Thrush. If the young are reared, it is probable that they will return to breed in the same place in the following year. Another plan which has been tried with success is to place several bundles of sticks, arranged in the form of nests, among the highest branches of the trees which it is desired to colonize. Stray Rooks in quest of a settlement, mistaking these for ruins of old nests, accept the invitation and establish themselves if the locality suits them in other respects.
Efforts are sometimes made, and not always without success, to encourage Rooks to set up a colony in a new area. One method is to put some eggs taken from a Rook's nest into the nest of a larger bird that has chosen to build in the desired location, such as a Crow, Magpie, Jackdaw, Jay, or even a Mistle Thrush. If the young hatch and survive, it's likely that they will return to breed in the same spot the following year. Another approach that has worked is to place several bundles of sticks arranged like nests among the highest branches of the trees intended for colonization. Stray Rooks looking for a place to settle may mistake these for old nests and will establish themselves if the location suits their other needs.
[Pg 73] During 1907-1908 the economic rôle played by the Rook has been thoroughly investigated by ornithologists and farmers all over Hungary, with the results that this bird stands as a friend rather than a foe to agriculture.
[Pg 73] Between 1907 and 1908, ornithologists and farmers across Hungary thoroughly studied the economic role of the Rook, concluding that this bird is more of a friend than an enemy to agriculture.
LANIUS EXCÚBITOR
The family of Shrikes, or Butcher-birds, would seem to occupy an intermediate station between birds of prey and insectivorous birds. The subject of the present chapter especially, though little resembling a Hawk in appearance, has, on account of its habits, some pretension to be ranked among birds of prey; from which, however, it differs in the essential particular that, as well as the rest of the family, it seizes and carries off its prey with its beak and not with its claws. Although a fairly common visitor from autumn to spring this Shrike does not breed with us, and is rarer in Ireland. It derives its name excubitor (sentinel) from its favourite habit of posting itself on the topmost twig of a poplar or other lofty tree, whence it keeps up a watchful look-out, not only for its prey, but for any bird of the Hawk tribe, against which it wages incessant and deadly hostility. When it descries one of these birds, which it does at a great distance, it utters a shriek, as if for the purpose of giving an alarm, a cry which is instantly repeated by all birds of the same species which happen to be within hearing. This antipathy against birds of prey is taken advantage of by fowlers in France, who, when setting their nets for hawks, take with them a 'sentinel' Shrike and station it near the living bird, which they employ as a lure. So rapid is the swoop of the Falcon that but for the warning cry of the Shrike it would descend and carry off its victim before the fowler had time to close his nets; but the keen eye of the sentinel detects, and his shrill cry announces, the approach of his enemy, and the fowler has time to prepare. The principal food of this bird appears to be mice, frogs, lizards and [Pg 74] insects, especially the stag-beetle and grasshopper, though in its natural state it will capture and destroy any birds inferior to itself in strength and courage. Its name Lanius (Latin for butcher) and Butcher-bird were given to it from its habit of impaling beetles and small birds on thorns in the vicinity of its nest. Its flight is peculiar, being composed of a series of dips, like that of the Wagtail; and when it quits its perch on the summit of one tall tree to fly to another, it drops and rises again so as to form a curve like that of a loose rope hung from two tall masts. Another peculiarity of the Shrike is a remarkable power of imitating the song of other birds, which it is said to exercise in order to obtain its food more easily, by beguiling the nestlings of the smaller birds into answering it by a chirrup, and so betraying their retreat. The notes which it has been observed to imitate are those of the Nightingale, Robin, Swallow, and Stonechat. Its proper note is harsh, resembling somewhat that of the Kestrel, Shake-shake! the call note is truii! Of the Lesser Grey Shrike, Lanius minor, there have been few occurrences in these Islands.
The Shrike family, also known as Butcher-birds, seems to occupy a middle ground between birds of prey and insect-eating birds. The focus of this chapter, while not resembling a Hawk, has certain behaviors that may give it a claim to be considered a bird of prey; however, it stands out because, like the rest of its family, it catches and carries its prey with its beak instead of its claws. Although it is quite common from autumn to spring, this Shrike doesn’t breed here and is rarer in Ireland. Its name excubitor (sentinel) comes from its favorite habit of sitting on the highest twig of a poplar or other tall trees, where it keeps a close watch not only for its prey but also for any raptors, which it relentlessly opposes. When it spots one of these birds from a great distance, it lets out a shriek as an alarm, which is quickly echoed by all nearby Shrikes. This aversion to birds of prey is exploited by bird catchers in France, who, when setting nets for hawks, bring along a 'sentinel' Shrike and place it near the live bird they’re using as bait. The swift dive of a Falcon would usually allow it to snatch its prey before the fowler could close his nets, but the sharp eye of the sentinel catches sight of the predator, and its loud call warns the fowler in time. This bird primarily feeds on mice, frogs, lizards, and [Pg 74] insects, particularly stag-beetles and grasshoppers, although it will also capture and kill smaller birds that are weaker than it. Its names Lanius (Latin for butcher) and Butcher-bird come from its habit of impaling beetles and small birds on thorns near its nest. The Shrike's flight is distinctive, consisting of a series of dips similar to the Wagtail's; when it takes off from the top of one tall tree to another, it drops and rises in a curve like a loose rope stretched between two masts. Another unique trait of the Shrike is its impressive ability to mimic the songs of other birds, which is said to help it catch food more easily by tricking the nestlings of smaller birds into responding to its calls, thereby revealing their hiding places. It has been noted to imitate the songs of the Nightingale, Robin, Swallow, and Stonechat. Its own call is harsh and somewhat resembles that of the Kestrel, with a sound like Shake-shake! and the call note being truii! There have been few sightings of the Lesser Grey Shrike, Lanius minor, in these Islands.
LANIUS MINOR
Of this species only four occurrences recorded until recently—in Scilly Islands, Norfolk and Devon.
Of this species, only four sightings were recorded until recently—in the Scilly Islands, Norfolk, and Devon.
LANIUS COLLURIO
The Red-backed Shrike, though not generally diffused throughout England, is to certain localities a far from uncommon wanderer, but for some reason it has been scarce in 1908. In the wooded [Pg 75] districts of the midland and southern counties many specimens may be annually observed, and the nest is of frequent occurrence. This is usually placed a few feet from the ground, in the middle of a thick bush or hedge; and, very unlike that of the rapacious birds, is a massive, well-built structure of twigs, dry grass, and moss, lined with hair and fine roots. This bird is called in France l'êcorcheur (the flayer), from the custom ascribed to it of skinning the bodies of its victims before devouring them. Its habits and food are similar to those of the last species, and it is said also to possess the same imitative power. That it impales insects and even young birds on thorns there can be no doubt as it has been watched by a competent observer in the very act of thus dealing with the carcase of a hedge-sparrow.
The Red-backed Shrike, while not widely spread across England, is a relatively common visitor in certain areas, but it has been hard to find in 1908 for some reason. In the wooded regions of the midland and southern counties, many individuals can be seen each year, and nests are often found. These are typically situated a few feet off the ground, in the middle of a dense bush or hedge; and, unlike the nests of predatory birds, it is a sturdy, well-constructed structure made of twigs, dry grass, and moss, lined with hair and fine roots. In France, this bird is known as l'êcorcheur (the flayer) because of the belief that it skins its victims before eating them. Its habits and diet are similar to those of the previous species, and it is also said to have the same ability to mimic sounds. There is no doubt that it impales insects and even young birds on thorns, as it has been observed by a knowledgeable witness doing this with the remains of a hedge-sparrow.
A professional bird-catcher told how a Red-backed Shrike once pounced on one of his call-birds (a linnet), and attempted to carry it off; but being prevented from doing so by the linnet being fastened to the ground by a string and wooden peg, the Shrike tore off the head of its victim, with which it made its escape. The bird-catcher then drew out from the ground the peg which held down the linnet, and left the dead bird lying in the net. In about half an hour the Shrike again appeared, pounced upon the body of the dead linnet, and carried it off in its beak, with the string and peg hanging to it; the weight of the latter was probably the cause of the Shrike not carrying its prey quite away, as it dropped it after flying about fifteen yards, when the bird-catcher again picked up the dead linnet, and replaced it in the net. The Shrike in the meantime retreated to some neighbouring bushes, from which it soon made a third pounce upon the nets, this time attacking the second call-bird, which was a sparrow. On this occasion, however, the bird-catcher was on the watch, and, drawing his nets, captured the Shrike, which proved to be an adult female. This daring act was observed late in the month of June, when, perhaps, the courage of the mother bird was unusually excited by the cravings of her brood at home, and further stimulated by the impression that the call-birds were in trouble, and consequently offered an easy prey.
A professional bird-catcher recounted how a Red-backed Shrike once swooped down on one of his call-birds (a linnet) and tried to carry it away. However, it was stopped from doing so because the linnet was anchored to the ground by a string and a wooden peg. The Shrike then ripped off the linnet's head and made a getaway. The bird-catcher pulled the peg out of the ground that had held the linnet and left the dead bird in the net. About half an hour later, the Shrike returned, swooped down on the dead linnet, and picked it up with the string and peg still attached. The weight of the peg likely prevented the Shrike from flying off completely, as it dropped the linnet after flying about fifteen yards. The bird-catcher then picked up the dead linnet again and put it back in the net. Meanwhile, the Shrike had retreated to some nearby bushes, from where it soon swooped down a third time to attack the nets, this time targeting the second call-bird, which was a sparrow. However, the bird-catcher was alert this time and, pulling his nets, caught the Shrike, which turned out to be an adult female. This bold act was witnessed late in June, when, perhaps, the mother bird’s instincts were heightened by her hungry chicks at home and further driven by the belief that the call-birds were in distress, making them easy targets.
An amiable trait in the character of this Shrike is its attachment to its mate and young. A female has been known to approach so close to the cage in which her captured lord was confined, that she was herself easily taken; and when a nest of young birds is molested, both parents defend their offspring with astonishing intrepidity.
An endearing quality of this Shrike is its strong bond with its mate and young. A female has been known to come so close to the cage where her captured partner was held that she was easily caught herself; and when their nest of young birds is disturbed, both parents fiercely protect their chicks with remarkable bravery.
The Red-backed Shrike is known to us only as a summer visitor, departing early in autumn. Its note is a harsh chuck! but the song of the mate is somewhat pleasant.
The Red-backed Shrike is known to us only as a summer visitor, leaving early in autumn. Its call is a harsh chuck! but the male's song is somewhat pleasant.
LANIUS POMERÁNUS
The habits of this bird, which is a very rare visitant to the British Isles, differ in no material respect from those of the foregoing species. On the Continent it is more frequent in the south than the north, where it frequents trees rather than bushes, and generally places its nest, which it constructs of twigs, moss, and white lichen, in the forked branch of an oak. Like the rest of the family it is migratory, coming and departing at the same time as the other species.
The habits of this bird, which is a very rare visitor to the British Isles, are quite similar to those of the previous species. On the Continent, it is more common in the south than in the north, where it tends to stay in trees instead of bushes, and usually builds its nest, made of twigs, moss, and white lichen, in the fork of an oak branch. Like the rest of the family, it migrates, arriving and leaving at the same time as the other species.
ÁMPELIS GÁRRULUS
The Waxwing is an elegant bird, of about the size of a Thrush. It visits this country, and in fact every other European country where it is known at all, at irregular intervals, generally in flocks, which vary in number from eight or ten to some scores. Thus it is everywhere a stranger; and little was known till recently of its nesting habits. It is perhaps on account of this ignorance of its natural history, that it has borne a variety of names which are as inappropriate as possible. Temminck describes it under the name Bombycivora, or devourer of Bombyx, a large moth, a name quite unfit for a bird which lives exclusively on fruits and berries. This was softened into Bombycilla, which means, I presume, a little Bombyx, though the bird in question is far larger than any known moth. Its French name Jaseur, equivalent to the English one, Chatterer, is quite as inappropriate, as it is singularly silent. In default of all certain information, then, I venture to surmise that, coming in parties no one knows whence, and going no one knows [Pg 77] whither, they may have received the name Bohemian, because they resemble in their habits the wandering tribes of gypsies, who were formerly called indifferently Egyptians and Bohemians. Taken in this sense, the Bohemian or Wandering Waxwing, as it used to be called, is a name open to no exception. The plumage of the bird is silky, and that of the head is remarkable for forming a crest, and being capable of being elevated, as in the Cardinal. Its black gorget and tiara, the patches of white, yellow, and black described above, make it very conspicuous for colouring, and the singularity of its appearance is much increased by the appendages to its secondaries and tertiaries, which resemble in colour and substance red sealing-wax. In very old birds these waxen appendages are also to be found at the extremities of the tail-feathers, being no more than the shafts of the feathers, condensed with the web. In its habits the Waxwing resembles the Tits. It feeds on insects, fruit, berries, and seeds. Its call-note is a twitter, which it rarely utters, except when taking flight and alighting. The Waxwing is a northern bird, and Dr. Richardson, the Arctic traveller, informs us that he one day saw a flock, consisting of three or four hundred birds, alight on one or two trees in a grove of poplars, making a loud twittering noise. One of its German names, Schneevogel (snowbird), was evidently given in this belief. It is sometimes caught and caged, but has nothing but its beautiful colouring to recommend it. It is a stupid lazy bird, occupied only in eating and reposing for digestion. Its song is weak and uncertain.
The Waxwing is a sleek bird, about the size of a thrush. It comes to this country, and indeed every other European country where it’s known, at irregular intervals, usually in flocks that can range from eight or ten to several dozen. Because of this, it is a bit of a mystery everywhere, and little was understood about its nesting habits until recently. Perhaps because of this lack of knowledge about its natural history, it has been given various names, many of which are quite misleading. Temminck referred to it as Bombycivora, meaning "devourer of Bombyx," a large moth, which is a totally unsuitable name for a bird that feeds solely on fruits and berries. This was softened to Bombycilla, which I assume means "little Bombyx," even though the bird is much larger than any known moth. Its French name, Jaseur, the equivalent of the English “Chatterer,” is just as inappropriate, as this bird is remarkably quiet. Lacking solid information, I speculate that because they come in groups with unknown origins and leave without a trace, they might have been called Bohemian due to their resemblance to wandering gypsy tribes who were once generically called Egyptians or Bohemians. Taken in this light, the Bohemian or Wandering Waxwing, as it used to be known, is a fitting name. The bird's plumage is silky, with a remarkable crest on its head that can be raised, similar to a Cardinal. Its black throat and crown, along with the patches of white, yellow, and black mentioned earlier, make it very striking in appearance, and its unique look is enhanced by the red waxy tips on its secondary and tertiary feathers. In very old birds, these waxen tips can also be found at the ends of the tail feathers, being nothing more than the feather shafts thickened with webbing. The Waxwing behaves similarly to tits. It eats insects, fruit, berries, and seeds. Its call is a twitter that it rarely uses except when taking off or landing. The Waxwing is a northern bird, and Dr. Richardson, the Arctic explorer, reported once seeing a flock of three or four hundred birds land on a couple of trees in a grove of poplars, creating a loud twittering sound. One of its German names, Schneevogel (snowbird), comes from this belief. It is sometimes caught and caged, but its only attraction is its beautiful coloring. It’s quite a dull, lazy bird, spending its time eating and resting for digestion. Its song is weak and uncertain.
Muscicapidæ.—Nostrils more or less covered by bristly hairs
Muscicapidae.—Nostrils partially covered by stiff hairs
MUSCÍCAPA GRÍSOLA
There are few birds with whose haunts and habits we are more familiar than those of the common Flycatcher. In the wooded parts of England there is scarcely a country house, perhaps, which has not in its neighbourhood at least a single pair of these birds, who, though their stay with us is but short, become as necessary appendages of the garden during the summer months as the Redbreast is in winter. They have neither song to recommend them nor brilliancy of colouring; yet the absence of these qualities is [Pg 78] more than compensated by the confidence they repose in the innocent intentions of the human beings whose protection they claim, by their strong local attachments, and by their unceasing activity in the pursuit of flying insects. At any time during the months of June, July, and August, in most country and suburban gardens, one may observe perched on a railing, standard rose, or the low branch of an apple-tree, a small brownish bird, with a speckled breast, about the size of a Sparrow, but more slender in form, taking no notice of human beings, but nevertheless evidently on the look-out for something. Suddenly it darts from its position, flies rapidly forwards for a few yards, performs an evolution in the air, and returns either to the exact spot which it had previously occupied or to a similar one hard by. After a rest of a few seconds, it performs the same manœuvre, and always with the same object and success. Every time it quitted its perch, some ill-fated fly or beetle was discovered, winging its way through the air, and captured to be devoured on the spot, or to form part of a pellet of insect food for a hungry nestling. The nest, composed of moss, straws, and hair, and lined with feathers, is usually placed either against a wall, hidden by the leaves of a trained fruit-tree, or on the horizontal bough of a standard apple-tree. During the year 1859, a pair of these birds had taken up their quarters in my own garden in a situation such as that first described, but becoming dissatisfied with the locality even after the nest had received its complement of eggs—five—deserted it, and built another nest in an apple-tree a few yards off, choosing a position on a short branch, where their workmanship was concealed from the sight of passengers by a cluster of large apples. The bough overhung a path by which many persons passed to and fro every day; but the nest was built, and the old birds hatched their eggs, neither noticed nor noticing, until one day when I happened to stop underneath, upon which the bird took flight, and so revealed her place of retreat. I do not mention this incident as anything remarkable, but simply to exemplify the habits of the bird when it has taken up its residence in a frequented garden, and in contrast with its treatment of intruders when it has chosen a more secluded spot for a home. A few days after, I happened to be fly-fishing on the bank of a stream close to which grew some tall elm-trees. Under one of these I was pursuing my amusement, when a flycatcher darted from a tree on the opposite side of the stream, and flew so close to my face that to dip my head out of the way was unavoidable. The same movement was repeated again and again, making it impossible for me to persist. Suspecting that there was a nest somewhere very near me, I looked up and discovered, within a few inches of my head, a nest built against the hole of the tree, and containing four or five nearly fledged young ones, whose heads and breasts projected considerably beyond the edge of their mossy cradle. As I moved away, the parent bird [Pg 79] hopped about uneasily in a neighbouring tree, uttering its monotonous and unmusical chirrup, but molested me no further. It would seem then that the garden bird, grown familiar with the human form, was unsuspicious of danger, while the other, who had not been accustomed to see her sanctuary approached, immediately took alarm. It is supposed that the same birds are in the habit of returning annually to their old resort. Both the above incidents tend to give weight to this opinion: one of the birds having been reared, probably in the garden, and so having been accustomed to the sight of men from the first; the other having been always a recluse. The fact which fell under my own notice, that a nest was built, and a brood reared for three successive years in exactly the same spot, is, I think, conclusive evidence that either the same birds or their immediate descendants were the architects, it being scarcely credible that three several pairs of birds should have fixed on the same spot by accident. Mr. Denham Weir has observed that the Spotted Flycatcher consumes only a day and a half in the construction of its nest, and that a pair of birds which he watched fed their young no less than five hundred and thirty-seven times in one day, beginning at twenty-five minutes before four o'clock in the morning, and ending at ten minutes before nine in the evening. The young birds assume the adult plumage in their first year, and soon learn to hawk for their prey as well as their parents. I have recorded elsewhere an instance in which the parent birds contrived to feed a disabled young one after it had left the nest. The Flycatcher arrives in England about the end of April, and leaves about the end of September.
There are few birds whose homes and behavior we know better than those of the common Flycatcher. In the wooded areas of England, there’s hardly a country house that doesn’t have at least a pair of these birds nearby. Even though their time with us is short, they become as much a part of the garden in summer as the Robin does in winter. They don’t have a song to charm us or vibrant colors; however, the lack of these traits is more than offset by their trust in the good intentions of the humans who offer them protection, their strong ties to the area, and their constant activity chasing flying insects. During June, July, and August, you can often spot a small brownish bird, about the size of a Sparrow but slimmer, perched on a railing, a standard rose, or the low branch of an apple tree. This bird pays no attention to people but is clearly on the lookout for something. Suddenly, it leaps from its perch, flies forward a few yards, makes a twist in the air, and returns to either the same spot or a nearby one. After resting for a few seconds, it repeats the same maneuver, always with the same purpose and success. Each time it leaves its perch, it finds some unfortunate fly or beetle passing by, captures it, and either eats it on the spot or takes it back as food for a hungry nestling. The nest, made of moss, straws, and hair, and lined with feathers, is typically tucked against a wall, hidden by the leaves of a trained fruit tree, or on a horizontal branch of a standard apple tree. In 1859, a pair of these birds set up their home in my garden in a spot like the one first mentioned. However, they became dissatisfied even after the nest held five eggs, abandoned it, and built a new nest in an apple tree just a few yards away, choosing a short branch where their work was hidden by a cluster of large apples. The branch hung over a path frequented by many people every day, but the nest was built and the parent birds hatched their eggs without being noticed, until one day I happened to stand underneath. When I did, the bird took off, revealing her hiding spot. I mention this not as an extraordinary event but to illustrate the bird's behavior when it makes its home in a busy garden, compared to how it behaves when it selects a quieter location. A few days later, while fly-fishing by a stream lined with tall elm trees, I was having fun under one of the trees when a Flycatcher darted from the opposite side of the stream, flying so close to my face that I had to duck. This happened repeatedly, making it impossible for me to continue. Suspecting there was a nest nearby, I looked up and found a nest built against a hole in the tree, containing four or five nearly fledged young birds, their heads and chests sticking out over the edge of their mossy cradle. As I moved away, the parent bird nervously hopped around in a nearby tree, chirping its monotonous and unmelodic call, but didn’t bother me further. It seems that the garden bird, familiar with humans, was not suspicious of danger, while the other bird, unaccustomed to seeing people near her nest, became alarmed. It’s thought that these birds often return to the same spot each year. The previous incidents support this idea: one of the birds was likely raised in the garden and used to seeing people from the start, while the other had always been a recluse. The fact that I observed a nest built and a brood raised in the same spot for three consecutive years provides strong evidence that either the same birds or their immediate descendants constructed it. It’s hard to believe that three different pairs would choose the exact same location by chance. Mr. Denham Weir noted that the Spotted Flycatcher spends just a day and a half building its nest and that a pair he observed fed their young a staggering five hundred thirty-seven times in one day, starting at twenty-five minutes before four in the morning and ending at ten minutes before nine at night. The young birds get their adult plumage in their first year and quickly learn to hunt for prey just like their parents. I have also noted an incident where the parent birds fed a disabled young one after it had left the nest. The Flycatcher arrives in England around late April and departs by the end of September.
MUSCÍCAPA ATRICAPILLA
The Pied Flycatcher, so called from its feathers being varied with black and white, is a smaller bird than the preceding, and by no means so common, being very local as a breeder. It appears, indeed, to be mainly confined to the northern counties of England, where it arrives about the middle of April, and builds its nest of dry leaves, small roots, grass, and a little hair, loosely put together, in the hole of a tree. There it lays from five to seven pale blue eggs, very like, both in size and colour, those of the Redstart, which it also much resembles in habits. It has more claim to be considered a songster than the Spotted Flycatcher. In places where it is frequent it is often observed to settle on the decayed stump of a tree, constantly [Pg 80] repeating its short, little varied, but far from unpleasing song, every now and then interrupted by the pursuit and capture of some passing insect. It is said also to be very noisy and clamorous when its nest is approached. It quits our shores in September.
The Pied Flycatcher, named for its black and white feather pattern, is smaller than the previous bird and not as common, being very local as a breeder. It mainly stays in the northern counties of England, arriving around mid-April. It builds its nest using dry leaves, small roots, grass, and a bit of hair, loosely assembled in a tree hole. There, it lays five to seven pale blue eggs that are very similar in size and color to those of the Redstart, which it also closely resembles in behavior. It has a stronger claim to being a songbird than the Spotted Flycatcher. In areas where it's frequently seen, it's often spotted resting on a decayed tree stump, frequently repeating its short, varied, but not unpleasant song, occasionally interrupted by chasing and catching passing insects. It is also said to be quite noisy and loud when its nest is approached. It leaves our shores in September.
HIRUNDO RÚSTICA
There are many features in the life of the Swallow so prominent, that no undomesticated bird is more thoroughly known. Like the Sparrow, it accompanies man wherever he fixes his dwelling; but, unlike the Sparrow, it is liable to be mistaken for no other bird; its flight is peculiar and all but ceaseless; at least, it is rarely seen except in motion; and it is absent during the greater portion of the year, so giving to itself a twofold notoriety, being regretted at the season of its departure and welcomed at its return. These three circumstances, its migratory habits, its mode of flight, and attachment to the dwellings of man, have been the cause why, in all ages, it has been invested with especial interest. Its return is universally greeted as prophetic of summer weather; the very proverb that 'one Swallow does not make a summer', only indicates a popular belief; and its departure is among the first intimations of approaching winter. The Swallow consequently is the type of migratory birds; if the Swallow is come, all take it for granted that the other summer birds have arrived, and when its twitter is no longer heard, we know that all the other birds of passage are gone or going. Of the Swallow, therefore, it is said pre-eminently, "God sends us the Swallow in the first days of summer, to relieve us of the insects which the summer suns are calling into life. The home of the Swallow is all the habitable earth; it knows nothing of winter or winter's cold." In remote ages the Swallow was considered to be endowed with supernatural intelligence; it refused to build its nest in a certain town because it was polluted with crime; in another, because it had been frequently burnt down; it foretold tempests; and, above all, it was noted for having taught men the healing properties of a certain herb,[12] by employing it to [Pg 81] give sight to its young. Not only was it thus skilled in the healing art, but was in itself a medicine of no ordinary virtue. Even in the time of our countryman Ray, not two hundred years ago, its efficacy in various complaints was seriously believed: the whole body burnt was considered a specific for weak eyes, quinsy and inflamed uvula; the heart was prescribed in epilepsy and in quartan ague, it was good also for strengthening the memory; the blood was good for the eyes, especially if drawn from under the right wing: a little stone sometimes found in the stomach of young birds, called chelidonius, tied to the arm, or hung around the neck, was a remedy against children's fits. This was to be searched for before or at the August full moon, in the eldest of a brood. Even the nest had its virtues, being, if applied externally, good for quinsy, redness of the eyes, and the bite of a viper.
There are many aspects of the Swallow's life that are so well-known that no wild bird is more familiar to us. Like the Sparrow, it follows humans wherever they settle; however, unlike the Sparrow, it can’t be confused with any other bird. Its flight is distinctive and almost nonstop; in fact, it’s rarely seen when it's not in motion, and it’s absent for most of the year, creating a double fame—it’s missed when it leaves and welcomed back when it returns. These three traits—its migratory nature, its style of flying, and its bond with human homes—have made it especially interesting throughout history. Its arrival is universally seen as a sign of summer; the saying “one Swallow doesn’t make a summer” reflects a common belief, and its departure is one of the first signs that winter is coming. Therefore, the Swallow is considered the archetype of migratory birds; when the Swallow arrives, everyone assumes that other summer birds are here too, and when we no longer hear its chirping, we know that all the other migratory birds have left or are leaving. It is often said about the Swallow, “God sends us the Swallow in the early days of summer to take care of the insects that the summer sun brings to life. The Swallow's home is every part of the earth we can live on; it knows nothing of winter or the cold.” In ancient times, people believed the Swallow had supernatural wisdom; it refused to build its nest in towns tainted by crime or that had burned down frequently; it foretold storms; and, most notably, it was said to have shown humans the healing properties of a particular herb, [12] by using it to give sight to its chicks. Not only was it skilled in healing, but it was also thought to have remarkable medicinal value. Even two hundred years ago, during the time of our compatriot Ray, people seriously believed in its effectiveness for various ailments: the whole burned body was believed to cure weak eyesight, quinsy, and inflamed uvula; the heart was used for epilepsy and quartan ague, and it was thought to strengthen memory; the blood was believed to benefit the eyes, especially if taken from under the right wing. A small stone sometimes found in the stomach of young Swallows, called chelidonius, tied to the arm or worn around the neck, was considered a remedy for children’s seizures. This stone was to be sought either before or during the August full moon, from the oldest chick in a nest. Even the nest itself had healing properties; applied externally, it was good for quinsy, redness of the eyes, and snake bites.
A century later 'good old White' published his account of the Swallow, to which the reader is referred as an admirable model of bird-biography, not only for the age, but as an authentic history full of fresh interest to the reader in all ages. The only point on which White had doubts was whether Swallows all migrate, or whether some of the young do not occasionally stay behind, and hibernate in hollow trees, holes of rocks, and the banks of pools and rivers. Individuals are said to occasionally remain, perhaps in consequence of having been disabled by accident at the season when the migratory instinct was in its active force, or from some other cause unknown to us. Several instances of such have been recorded by authors who, whether accurate observers or not, certainly believed that they were reporting truly. That they were seen only on warm days is of course no evidence that they had been roused from a state of torpor by the unusual warmth. Sunny days in winter tempt people to walk abroad and to resort to the same places which winter-gnats would choose for their gambols. Here, too, the stray Swallow would be found; but in dark stormy weather the gnats and the Swallow would stay at home, and the ornithologist would have little temptation to do otherwise. I happen to be myself among the number of those who on personal evidence believe that individual Swallows do remain in England long after the period of general migration. I was walking through a limestone quarry at Saltram on the bank of the Plym, in Devonshire, many years ago, on the twenty-fourth of December, when I saw a Swallow, whether a Chimney Swallow or Martin, I cannot positively affirm, wheeling about, and evidently hawking for gnats near the face of the cliff. The season was a mild one, the air still, and the sun shining brightly against the limestone rocks, from which much heat was reflected. That the bird had been kept in captivity until the migratory season had passed and then released is not probable. On any other supposition it must have remained either of its own free will, which is not likely, or from incapacity to accompany its congeners. Left [Pg 82] alone it probably found a sheltered retreat in the face of the cliff, and sallied forth whenever the weather was inviting, making the most of the short days, and, on the finest, contenting itself with a scanty meal. The temperature of the west of England in winter it is quite able to bear; in fact, it is not uncommon there for a whole winter to pass without any weather so severe as that which has characterized the whole of the present April (1860), though Swallows have returned, and contrive to find food enough to keep themselves alive. If, therefore, the bird which I saw managed to live on till Christmas Eve, there is no reason why it should not survive the whole of the winter. But as 'one Swallow does not make a spring', so neither is one sufficient to upset a theory. There remains, therefore, the rule with the one exception to prove it, that Swallows do migrate. A full account of all that has since been learnt of the Swallow's history will be found in Yarrell's British Birds. For the sake of reference only I will add a short summary of what I may term its statistics. The Swallow is a migratory bird wherever it is found, that is in most of the countries of Europe, Asia, and Africa. The first Swallows arrive in this country about the eleventh of April, and are followed by others at various intervals, until the middle or end of May. On their arrival, they resort to those places which, being most sheltered, abound most in winged insects, these being frequently the courses of rivers and canals. As the season advances, they spread themselves more generally over the country, still, however, being most numerous in the vicinity of water. In May they build their shallow open nests of mud and straw lined with feathers, a few feet down a chimney, in an outhouse, a bell-tower, the shaft of a deserted mine, or any other place which is at once dry and dark, rarely in more exposed places. They lay four or five eggs, and rear two or three broods in a season. The young being, from the usual situation of the nest, unable to leave their nursery until they are fully fledged, require to be fed a long time, but they continue to be, partially at least, dependent on the parent birds for many days after they have learnt to hawk for themselves. The process of feeding is carried on while both old and young are on the wing; or the young, perched on the top of a house or the branch of a tree, receive in turn the morsels which their more skilful parents have caught for them. In autumn, many days before migration is actually about to take place, Swallows, old and young, assemble in large flocks, especially towards evening, and roost on trees in the vicinity of water. At this season they seem to be more socially disposed, even during the day, than at any other period of their sojourn with us. In October they take their departure collectively, and so strongly is the migratory instinct then in force, that it overcomes parental affection, powerful though this feeling is in the Swallow; some of the late broods being left behind.
A century later, "good old White" published his account of the Swallow, which readers are directed to as a great example of bird biography, not only for its time but also as a true history still interesting to readers of all ages. The only thing White doubted was whether all Swallows migrate, or if some young ones sometimes stay behind and hibernate in hollow trees, rock crevices, or the banks of pools and rivers. It's said that some individuals occasionally remain, possibly because they were injured at the time when the migratory instinct was strongest, or for some other unknown reason. Several examples of this have been noted by authors who, whether accurate observers or not, truly believed they were reporting facts. The fact that they were only seen on warm days doesn’t necessarily mean they were stirred from a state of dormancy by the heat. Sunny winter days draw people out for a walk to the same spots winter gnats would choose for their activity. Here, too, the lone Swallow could be found; but during dark, stormy weather, both the gnats and the Swallow would stay home, and ornithologists would have little reason to go out. I, myself, am among those who, based on personal experience, believe that individual Swallows do stay in England well after the usual migration period. Many years ago, on December 24th, I was walking through a limestone quarry at Saltram on the banks of the Plym in Devonshire when I saw a Swallow—whether it was a Chimney Swallow or a Martin, I can't say for sure—flying around and clearly hunting for gnats near the cliff’s edge. The season was mild, the air calm, and the sun was shining brightly on the limestone rocks, reflecting a lot of heat. It's unlikely that the bird had been kept in captivity until migration season ended and then released. Under any other assumption, it must have stayed either of its own will, which seems unlikely, or because it couldn't join its peers. Left alone, it probably found a sheltered spot in the cliff face and came out whenever the weather was good, making the most of the short days and, on the nicest days, settling for a light meal. The winter temperature in the west of England is something it can handle; in fact, it’s not uncommon for a whole winter to go by without experiencing weather as harsh as what’s characterized the entirety of this April (1860), although Swallows return and manage to find enough food to survive. So, if the bird I saw was able to live until Christmas Eve, there's no reason it couldn't survive the entire winter. But just because "one Swallow does not make a spring," one observation isn’t sufficient to disprove the theory. Therefore, the general rule holds true, except for that one case: Swallows do migrate. A comprehensive account of everything learned about the Swallow's history can be found in Yarrell's British Birds. For reference, I’ll add a brief summary of what I would call its statistics. The Swallow is a migratory bird wherever it's found, which includes most of Europe, Asia, and Africa. The first Swallows arrive in this country around April 11th, followed by others at various intervals until mid- or late May. Upon arrival, they settle in the most sheltered places rich in winged insects, often near rivers and canals. As the season progresses, they spread out more widely across the country, though they remain most numerous near water. In May, they build their shallow, open nests of mud and straw lined with feathers, a few feet down a chimney, in an outbuilding, a bell tower, a disused mine shaft, or any other dry, dark place, rarely in more exposed locations. They lay four or five eggs and raise two or three broods each season. Since the young, due to the usual nesting situation, can't leave their nest until they're fully fledged, they need to be fed for quite a while, but they still depend, at least partially, on the parent birds for many days after they learn to catch food for themselves. The feeding process happens while both old and young are in the air, or the young, perched atop a house or on a tree branch, receive bits of food that their more skilled parents catch for them. In autumn, many days before migration actually starts, both young and adult Swallows gather in large flocks, especially in the evening, roosting in trees near bodies of water. During this time, they seem to be more social during the day than at any other point of their stay with us. In October, they collectively take off, and the migratory instinct is so strong at this time that it overrides parental affection, which, although powerful in Swallows, leads to some of the late broods being left behind.
CHELÍDON ÚRBICA
The swallows and the Martins are so much alike in their leading habits, namely, migration, mode of flight, and food, that a description of either will in many respects be applicable to the other. The House Martin generally arrives a few days after the Swallow, and resorts to similar localities. In the early part of the season the most sheltered places are sought out, and the two species may frequently be seen hawking for flies in company. Later in the season its numbers are observed to be greatly increased, and it is joined by the Swift and Sand Martin. Not that any society is entered into by the different species, or that they even sport together; but one may often stand on the bank of a canal, or by the margin of a pond, and see all four kinds glance by in varied succession, and in proportions which differ according as one or the other is most abundant in the neighbourhood. Acute listeners can, it is said, hear a snapping noise made by the bird as it closes its beak on a captured insect, but I must confess that though I have often tried to detect this sound, I have never succeeded. Swift as their passage is, and similar though the flight of all the species, no difficulty is found in distinguishing them. The Chimney-Swallow is sufficiently marked by its long forked tail and red chin; the House Martin by the snow-white hue of its abdomen and lower part of the back, and by its shorter tail, which is also forked; the Sand Martin by its smaller size, its greyish brown back and dirty-white under plumage, as well as by its shorter, slightly forked tail; and the Swift can be distinguished at any distance by its shape, which resembles a bent bow, with the body representing an arrow ready to be shot. On a nearer view, the Swift is marked by its general black hue relieved only by a spot of white on the chin, which it requires a sharp eye to detect. All the species have the power of suddenly, and with the greatest rapidity, altering their course by a slight movement of the wings and tail.
The swallows and the Martins are very similar in their main habits, like migration, flying style, and diet, so a description of either one usually applies to the other. The House Martin typically arrives a few days after the Swallow and goes to similar places. Early in the season, they tend to seek out the most sheltered spots, and you can often see both species flying together hunting for flies. As the season progresses, their numbers noticeably increase, and they are joined by the Swift and Sand Martin. However, they don’t really socialize or play together; rather, you can often stand by a canal or pond and see all four kinds flying past at different times, in numbers that change depending on which species is more common in the area. Keen listeners say you can hear a snapping sound when a bird catches an insect, but I must admit that even though I’ve tried to hear it, I’ve never been able to. Despite how quickly they fly and how similar their styles are, it’s easy to tell them apart. The Chimney-Swallow is distinct with its long forked tail and red chin; the House Martin has a snow-white belly and lower back, along with a shorter, forked tail; the Sand Martin is smaller, with a greyish-brown back and dirty-white underbelly, plus a shorter, slightly forked tail; and the Swift can be recognized from a distance by its shape, which looks like a bent bow, with its body resembling an arrow ready to be shot. Up close, the Swift is mostly black, with just a small white spot on its chin that requires a keen eye to spot. All the species can quickly and rapidly change direction with a slight movement of their wings and tail.
Immediately on its arrival in this country, the Martin pays a visit to its old dwelling, clings to its walls, peeps in or even enters many times a day. It has been proved by several experiments, that the same birds return year after year to their old nests, and it is hard to believe, so thoroughly delighted do they seem, that they are guided simply by an impassive instinct. If so, why should they hang about the 'old house at home' so many days before they begin to set in order again the future nursery? No elaborate plans of alterations and improvements are to be devised; last [Pg 84] year's family are launched on the world, and are quite equal to building for their own accommodation. No collecting of materials is requisite. The muddy edge of the nearest pond will provide plaster enough and to spare to carry out all necessary repairs; shreds of straw are to be had for the picking up, and farmyard feathers are as plentiful as of yore. It would seem then a reasonable conclusion, that a bird endowed with an instinct powerful enough to guide it across the ocean, and a memory sufficiently powerful to lead it to the snug window corner of the same cottage where it reared its first brood, may live in the past as well as the present, and that its seeming joyousness is a reality, even mixed perhaps with hopeful anticipations of the future.
As soon as the Martin arrives in this country, it visits its old home, clinging to the walls, peeking in, or even entering many times a day. Several experiments have shown that the same birds return year after year to their old nests, and it’s hard to believe, considering how happy they seem, that they are driven only by a basic instinct. If that’s the case, why do they linger around the 'old house' for so many days before they start preparing for the next brood? There aren’t any complex plans for changes or improvements to make; last year’s chicks have flown off into the world and can easily build for themselves. There’s no need to gather materials. The muddy edge of the nearest pond has plenty of plaster to make all necessary repairs; you can find bits of straw nearly everywhere, and farmyard feathers are as abundant as ever. So, it seems reasonable to think that a bird with an instinct strong enough to guide it across the ocean, and a memory capable of leading it back to the cozy corner of the same cottage where it raised its first brood, can live in both the past and the present, and that its apparent joyfulness is genuine, possibly mixed with hopeful expectations for the future.
As the reader may, if he will, have ample opportunity of watching the habits of a bird that probably builds its nest under the eaves of his own house, whether he dwell in a town, a village, or a lonely cottage, it is unnecessary to enter into further details of its biography.
As the reader can, if they choose, easily observe the habits of a bird that likely builds its nest under the eaves of their own home, whether they live in a city, a town, or a secluded cottage, it's unnecessary to go into more detail about its life story.
CÓTILE RIPÁRIA
While all the other British species of Swallow resort from choice to the haunts of man, the Sand or Bank Martin is indifferent about the matter. Provided that it can find a convenient place for excavating its nest, other considerations are omitted. It is said to be partial to the vicinity of water, but even this selection is rather to be attributed to the accidental circumstance that perpendicular cliffs often have rivers running at their base, than to any decided preference shown by the bird for such situations. Railway cuttings carried through a sandy district offer, perhaps, equal attraction; and it is probable that a majority of the colonies planted within the last twenty years overlook, not the silent highway of the river, but the unromantic parallel bars of iron which have enabled man to vie almost with the Swallow in rapidity of flight. The word colonies is applicable to few British birds besides the Sand Martin. Others of the tribe not unfrequently construct their nests in close proximity with each other, and, when thus associated, are most neighbourly—hunting in society, sporting together, and making common cause against an intrusive Hawk; but still this is no more than a fortuitous coming together.
While all other British species of Swallow prefer to hang out around humans, the Sand or Bank Martin doesn’t really care. As long as it can find a good spot to dig its nest, that’s what matters. It’s said to like being near water, but this is mostly because vertical cliffs often have rivers at their base, rather than a strong preference for those spots. Railway cuttings through sandy areas probably attract them just as much; in fact, most of the colonies that have emerged in the last twenty years are likely overlooking the unromantic parallel iron bars of the railway instead of the quiet riverbanks. The term "colonies" applies to very few British birds besides the Sand Martin. Other members of this group sometimes build their nests close together and, when they do, they’re very sociable—flying together, playing together, and uniting against a pesky Hawk; but this is just a random coming together.
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It so happens that a certain district offers good hunting-ground, and the eaves or windows of a certain house are peculiarly well adapted for sheltering nests; so a number of Window Martins, not having taken counsel together, but guided each by independent choice, find themselves established sometimes so close together that their nests have party walls, like the houses in a street. They accordingly make acquaintances, and are sociable to a limited extent. But Sand Martins go beyond this, they are comrades banded together by municipal laws, which no doubt they understand and obey, inhabiting dwellings which constitute a joint settlement, returning without fail to the familiar haunt after every annual migration, or if they desert a station, leaving no stragglers behind, and pitching their camp anew in some locality which common consent has pronounced to be an eligible one. They are not, however, exclusive in their fraternization; as they hunt in society with their relatives the Swifts and Swallows, and even accompany them in distant flights. I have repeatedly observed Sand Martins flying about with others of the same tribe many miles away from their homes. They may readily be distinguished, as I have stated before, by their dingy mouse-coloured hue, smaller size, and less forked tails. I have never had an opportunity of watching a colony engaged in their mining operations at the busy period of their year, that of nidification; but from the description by Professor Rennie (Bird Architecture) and that by Mr. R. D. Duncan, quoted by Macgillivray, the sight must be most interesting. The task of the older birds must be a light one; not so, however, that of the younger members of the flock. The former have neither walls nor roofs to repair; the holes which served them as nests the previous year afford the same accommodation as before. All that is needed is, that the remains of the old nest should either be removed or receive the addition of a few straws and feathers to protect the eggs and young from direct contact with the cold sand; their labours then are over. But the new colonists have a toilsome work to perform before they can enjoy the gratification of bringing up a family. The settlement is fixed probably in the perpendicular face of a bank of sand, gravel, or clay, at an elevation from the ground which varies from a few to a great many feet. Their claws are sharp and well adapted for clinging, the beak short, rigid, and pointed, no less well suited for excavating. Grasping the perpendicular surface of the bank with their claws, and steadying themselves by means of their tails they commence operations by pricking a small hole with their bills. This hole they gradually enlarge by moving round and round, and edging off the sand with the side of their bills, which they keep shut. Their progress is slow at first, but after they have made room to stand on the excavation, they proceed rapidly, still working with their bills, and carefully pushing out the loosened sand with their feet. At one time the male, at another the female, is the excavator. When their burrowing is impeded [Pg 86] by the resistance of a stone, they either dig round it and loosen it, or, if it prove so large as to defy removal, they desist and begin another cell. The form of the hole varies both in size and shape, but it rarely exceeds three or four inches in diameter, and more or less approaches the circular form. The depth varies from a few inches to three feet, and the direction seems to depend on the nature of the soil encountered. In all, however, the extremity of the hole is enlarged to a diameter of five or six inches, and is situated above the level of the entrance, so that no rain-water can lodge. The work is performed only in the mornings, and is consequently carried over several days. The nest itself consists of straws of grass and feathers, and is placed in the terminal chamber. The eggs are five or six in number, pure white, and of a rather long shape.
It just so happens that a particular area offers great hunting ground, and the eaves or windows of a certain house are especially suited for sheltering nests; as a result, several Window Martins, not consulting each other but each following their own choice, end up nesting so close that their nests share walls, like houses on a street. They end up getting to know each other and are sociable to a limited degree. However, Sand Martins take it further; they are companions united by community norms that they surely understand and follow, living in homes that form a collective settlement, returning reliably to the same place after every migration, or if they leave a location, they ensure there are no stragglers and set up camp again in a place that everyone agrees is suitable. They are also not exclusive in their friendships; they hunt alongside their relatives the Swifts and Swallows and even fly with them on long journeys. I’ve often seen Sand Martins flying with others of their kind many miles from their homes. They can be easily identified, as I’ve mentioned before, by their dull mouse-colored feathers, smaller size, and less forked tails. I’ve never had a chance to observe a colony doing their mining work during their busy nesting season, but based on descriptions by Professor Rennie (Bird Architecture) and Mr. R. D. Duncan, quoted by Macgillivray, it must be quite fascinating. The older birds must have an easy job; however, the younger members of the group don’t have it so easy. The older birds don’t have walls or roofs to fix; the holes that served as their nests the previous year provide the same space as before. All they need to do is remove the old nest materials or add a few straws and feathers to protect the eggs and chicks from direct contact with the cold sand; then their work is done. But the new colonists have a hard job ahead before they can enjoy raising a family. The settlement is likely established in the vertical face of a sand, gravel, or clay bank, at a height that varies from a few feet to quite a lot. Their claws are sharp and designed for gripping, and their beaks are short, stiff, and pointed, perfect for digging. By grabbing onto the vertical surface of the bank with their claws and steadying themselves with their tails, they start by making a small hole with their bills. They gradually enlarge this hole by moving around and scraping off the sand with the sides of their bills, which they keep closed. Their progress is slow initially, but once they create enough space to stand in the hole, they speed up, still using their bills, carefully pushing out the loosened sand with their feet. At times, the male is the one doing the digging, and at other times, it’s the female. When they hit a stone that makes digging difficult, they either dig around it to loosen it, or if it’s too big to move, they stop and start a new hole. The shape and size of the hole vary, but it rarely exceeds three or four inches in diameter and usually becomes somewhat circular. The depth ranges from a few inches to three feet, depending on the soil type. However, in all cases, the end of the hole is widened to a diameter of five or six inches and is positioned above the entrance level so that no rainwater can pool. The digging is done only in the mornings and takes several days to complete. The nest itself is made of grasses and feathers and is placed in the end chamber. The eggs number five or six, are pure white, and have an elongated shape.
LIGURINUS CHLORIS
The Greenfinch, or Green Linnet, is one of our most generally diffused birds. No bird is a more frequent inhabitant of country gardens during the summer than this, being attracted, it would seem, not so much by the prospect of abundance of food, as by its fondness for building its nest in evergreens and the thick hedges of shrubberies. The lively greenish yellow tint of the plumage on its throat and breast sufficiently distinguish it from any other British bird; and its note, when once identified, can be confounded with no other song. Let any one who wishes to obtain a sight of one, walk anywhere in the country where there are trees, on a bright sunny day in May or June, and listen for a monotonous long-drawn croak, trying to pronounce the syllable 'twe-e-e' or 'bree-eze'. No matter what other birds may be tuning their lays, the harsh monotone of the Greenfinch, if one be near, will be heard among them, harmonizing with none, and suggestive of heat and weariness. In a few seconds it will be repeated, without a shadow of variation either in tone or duration; and if it be traced out, the author of the noise (music I cannot call it) will be discovered perched among the branches of a moderately high tree, repeating his mournful ditty with extreme complacency for an hour together. Very often he takes advantage of the midday silence of the groves, and pipes away without any other competitor than the Yellow Hammer, whose song, like his own, is a constant accompaniment of sultry [Pg 87] weather. The Greenfinch has another note which is heard most frequently, but not exclusively, in spring. This is a single plaintive chirp which may be easily imitated by human whistling; it resembles somewhat one of the call-notes of the Canary-bird or Brown Linnet, and, being full and sweet, harmonizes with the woodland chorus far better than the monotonous croak described above. Another of the notes is a double one, and closely resembles that of the 'Pee-wit', hence it is called in some places 'Pee-sweep'. The Greenfinch builds its nest, when not among evergreens, in some tall thick bush either in a hedge or coppice. Less neatly finished than that of the Chaffinch, it is nevertheless a beautiful structure. It is composed externally of a framework of light twigs and roots, interleaved with moss and wool, to which succeeds a denser layer of the same materials lined with hair. It lays five eggs, which are of a light grey colour, almost white, variously speckled with purple, and of a long shape. In winter, Greenfinches congregate in large numbers, and feed together on the seeds of various weeds in stubble fields, or not unfrequently they descend on newly-sown fields of wheat, where they are very troublesome. If disturbed, they rise simultaneously, fly rapidly only a few feet from the ground to another part of the field, but before they alight wheel about several times with singular precision of movement, disappearing from the sight and reappearing according as the dark or light portion of their plumage is turned towards the spectator; and by this peculiarity they may be distinguished from flocks of of other small birds at a great distance. If repeatedly disturbed, they alter their tactics, and take refuge in the top branches of the neighbouring trees until their persecutor has turned his back, when they return to the charge with the same perseverance which they display in the repetition of their summer song. These flocks, probably, are composed of individuals which have banded together in some more northern climate, and emigrated southwards in quest of food; for smaller parties, either unmixed, or associated with Sparrows, Chaffinches, and Buntings, frequent our farmyards and gardens in undiminished numbers.
The Greenfinch, or Green Linnet, is one of our most widespread birds. No bird is more commonly found in country gardens during the summer than this one, which seems to be drawn not so much by the abundance of food but by its love for building nests in evergreens and thick hedges. The bright greenish-yellow color of its plumage on its throat and chest clearly sets it apart from any other British bird, and its call, once you learn to recognize it, is unlike any other song. Anyone wanting to spot one should walk anywhere in the countryside with trees on a bright sunny day in May or June and listen for a long, drawn-out croak, trying to mimic the sounds 'twe-e-e' or 'bree-eze'. Regardless of what other birds are singing, the harsh monotone of the Greenfinch, if it's nearby, will stand out, fitting in with none and evoking feelings of heat and fatigue. In just a few seconds, it will repeat the call without any change in tone or length; if you track the sound, you'll find the source perched in the branches of a moderately tall tree, happily repeating its mournful tune for an hour. It often takes advantage of the midday quiet in the woods and sings away, with the only other voice competing being the Yellow Hammer, whose song, like the Greenfinch's, is a constant chorus in hot weather. The Greenfinch has another call that you hear most often, but not only, in spring. This is a single, sad chirp that can easily be mimicked by whistling; it sounds similar to a call from a Canary or Brown Linnet, and it’s full and sweet, blending much better with the woodland chorus than the monotonous croak mentioned earlier. Another one of its calls is a double note that closely resembles the ‘Pee-wit,’ which is why in some places it’s called ‘Pee-sweep.’ The Greenfinch builds its nest, when not in evergreens, in a tall, thick bush in hedges or woods. Less neatly constructed than a Chaffinch's nest, it is still a beautiful creation. It features an outer layer made of light twigs and roots, woven with moss and wool, followed by a denser lining of the same materials filled with hair. It lays five eggs, which are light gray, nearly white, and variously speckled with purple, shaped long. In winter, Greenfinches gather in large groups and feed on seeds from various weeds in stubble fields, and they often swoop down on newly-planted wheat fields, where they can be quite a nuisance. When startled, they all take off at once, flying just a few feet above the ground to a different part of the field, but before landing, they circle around with remarkable precision, disappearing and reappearing depending on whether the dark or light side of their plumage is showing to the observer; this unique behavior helps you tell them apart from other small bird flocks from a distance. If they are disturbed repeatedly, they change their strategy and take refuge in the tall branches of nearby trees until their pursuer leaves, at which point they return to their feeding with the same persistence they show in repeating their summer song. These flocks are likely made up of individuals that have grouped together in a colder climate and migrated south in search of food; smaller groups, either on their own or mingling with Sparrows, Chaffinches, and Buntings, continue to visit our farmyards and gardens in large numbers.
COCCOTHRAUSTES VULGARIS
Judging from its conformation, one would, without knowing anything of the habits of this bird, pronounce it to be a professor of [Pg 88] some laborious occupation. Its short tail and wings unfit it for long aërial voyages, and its thick neck and ponderous bill denote the presence of great muscular power, and such, indeed, it both has and requires. It is not a common bird, and was until within the last few years considered to be migratory; but so many instances have occurred in which its nest has been found, that no doubt is now entertained of its being a constant resident. In Berkshire I have several times seen two or three together busily occupied in picking up the seeds which had fallen from the cones of a spruce fir. On one occasion a nest was brought to me by a man who had found it built on some twigs which grew from the trunk of a tall oak-tree; it was built of the tangled white lichens which grow on trees, on a foundation of a few roots, and contained five eggs. I afterwards discovered another nest of exactly similar structure, which I believed must have been built by the same bird, but it was empty. In Hertfordshire a single Hawfinch visited my garden one winter for several days in succession, and diligently picked up and cracked the stones of laurel cherries, from which Blackbirds had, a few months before, as busily stripped the pulp. In the cherry orchards in the neighbourhood they are not uncommon, where, even if not seen, their visits are detected by the ground being strewed with halves of cherrystones, which these birds split with their powerful beaks as cleverly as a workman with the chisel. Their note I have never heard, but the proprietor of the orchards assured me that he had often detected their presence by the low twittering noise which they made, a description the truth of which a writer quoted by Yarrell confirms. I have never seen a nest in Hertfordshire, but on several occasions have observed their eggs among the collections made by the country boys in the neighbourhood. Besides cherrystones, Hawfinches feed on hazel-nuts, hornbeam seeds, the kernels of the fruit of the hawthorn, seeds of various kinds, and, when they can get them, green peas, for the sake of which they often venture into gardens. They usually build their nests in trees at an elevation varying from twenty-five to thirty feet, and the nest is composed of dead twigs, intermixed with pieces of grey lichen; this last material varying much in quantity in different nests, but being never absent.
Judging by its shape, one would, without knowing anything about this bird's habits, think it has a demanding job. Its short tail and wings make it unsuitable for long flights, and its thick neck and heavy bill indicate a lot of muscular strength, which it both has and needs. It's not a common bird and was considered to be migratory until a few years ago; however, there have been so many occasions where its nest has been found that it's now clear it’s a permanent resident. In Berkshire, I’ve seen two or three together busy picking up seeds that had fallen from the cones of a spruce fir. Once, a man brought me a nest he found built on some twigs growing from the trunk of a tall oak tree; it was made of tangled white lichens that grow on trees, resting on a few roots, and contained five eggs. I later found another nest with the same structure, which I believed was built by the same bird, but it was empty. In Hertfordshire, a single Hawfinch visited my garden one winter for several consecutive days, diligently picking up and cracking the stones of laurel cherries, which Blackbirds had just stripped of their pulp a few months earlier. In the nearby cherry orchards, they are relatively common; even if they aren’t seen, their presence is noted by the ground being scattered with halves of cherrystones, which these birds split with their powerful beaks just as skillfully as a worker with a chisel. I’ve never heard their call, but the owner of the orchards told me he often noticed their presence by the low twittering sound they made, a description supported by a writer quoted by Yarrell. I have never seen a nest in Hertfordshire, but I’ve seen their eggs among the collections made by local boys. In addition to cherrystones, Hawfinches eat hazelnuts, hornbeam seeds, hawthorn fruit kernels, various seeds, and, when they can find them, green peas, for which they often venture into gardens. They typically build their nests in trees at heights ranging from twenty-five to thirty feet, and the nest is made of dead twigs mixed with pieces of gray lichen; this material varies in quantity in different nests but is never absent.
CARDUÉLIS ÉLEGANS
This little bird, as sprightly in its habits as it is brilliant in its colouring, [Pg 89] is perhaps a more general favourite than any other British bird. Though in its natural state less familiar with man than the Redbreast, and inferior as a musician to the Lark, the Thrush, and others of our resident birds, it is more frequent as a caged bird than either, and thus is known to tens of thousands of city folk who never heard the wild song of the Thrush, nor saw a Redbreast under any circumstances. In a cage it is attractive from its lively movements, its agreeable song, and yet more from its docility, as it not only is readily tamed, but may be taught to perform various tricks and manœuvres utterly repugnant to the nature of birds. Its affection, too, for its owner is not less remarkable. Of this many instances are, I doubt not, familiar to the reader; but the following is not so well known. There was some years since in a small town, about twelve leagues from Paris, a tame Goldfinch, which belonged to a carrier, and which for many years regularly accompanied his master twice a week to and from the metropolis. At first it used to content itself with perching on the driver's seat, and from time to time flying a short distance ahead, or gambolling with other birds of the same kind that it encountered on the way. By and by it seemed to grow dissatisfied with the slow pace of the wagon, and took long flights in advance, still returning from time to time to its accustomed perch. At length, becoming more enterprising, it would leave its master in the lurch, and fly in advance the whole of the way, and announce his approach at the house in the city where he put up. If the weather was stormy, it would quietly await his arrival, taking up its quarters by the fireside; but if the weather was fine, it would, after making a brief stay, return to meet him. At every meeting, caresses and congratulations were exchanged, as fondly as if they had been separated for years. This romantic attachment was at length terminated by the disappearance of the bird, but whether through the instrumentality of a cat, a Hawk, or some mischievous boy, was never discovered.
This little bird, as lively in its behavior as it is vibrant in its colors, [Pg 89] is probably a bigger favorite than any other British bird. Although it is less familiar with people in its natural state than the Robin and not as good a singer as the Lark, the Thrush, and other resident birds, it's more commonly seen as a pet than either of those. This means it’s known to tens of thousands of city dwellers who have never heard the wild song of the Thrush or seen a Robin in any situation. In a cage, it is appealing due to its lively movements, pleasant song, and especially its ability to be tamed; it can not only be easily domesticated but can also learn to do various tricks and maneuvers that are completely unnatural for birds. Its loyalty to its owner is also quite remarkable. Many readers will likely be familiar with various examples of this; however, the following story might not be as well-known. Some years ago, in a small town about twelve leagues from Paris, there was a tame Goldfinch that belonged to a carrier. For many years, it would regularly travel with its owner to and from the city twice a week. At first, it was content to sit on the driver's seat and occasionally fly a short distance ahead or play with other Goldfinches it met along the way. Over time, it seemed to grow bored with the slow pace of the wagon and began taking longer flights ahead while still returning to its usual perch from time to time. Eventually, becoming more adventurous, it would leave its owner behind and fly ahead the entire way, announcing his arrival at the house in the city where he stayed. If the weather was bad, it would wait quietly for him by the fireplace; but if it was nice out, it would make a brief stop before flying back to meet him. Each time they reunited, they exchanged affection and congratulations as if they had been apart for years. This sweet bond eventually ended when the bird disappeared, but whether it was due to a cat, a hawk, or some mischievous boy, no one ever found out.
Whatever doubt may exist as to the services rendered to man by the Sparrow and Chaffinch, about the Goldfinch there can be no difference of opinion. The farmer has no better friend, and yet an abundance of Goldfinches on an estate is anything but a welcome sight; for it denotes abundance of its favourite food, the seeds of thistles. Where these weeds flourish, there, for the most part, Goldfinches are to be met with in considerable numbers. The French name, Chardonneret, denotes 'a frequenter of thistles', and the ancient Greek and Latin name for it, Acanthis, is of similar import; the Acanthis, Pliny tells us,[13] bears animosity against no living creature but the donkey, a beast which eats the flowers of thistles, and so deprives it of its food. To this dietary it adds the seeds of dandelions, centaury and other weeds, but shows a decided preference for the seeds of the compound flowers. Its [Pg 90] nest is among the most beautiful that birds construct. One now before me is placed among the terminal branches cut from the bough of a Scotch fir which grew at an elevation of about twenty feet from the ground. It is encircled by upwards of a dozen leafy twigs which unite beneath its base, and form both a firm support and effectual shelter. The substance is composed of tufted white lichens (Usnea and Evernia), and a few fine roots and wiry stems of garden-thyme, felted together with wool so securely, that it is scarcely possible to remove one of them without damaging the whole. With these is intermixed a piece of worsted, and a thread of sewing cotton; a few horsehairs succeed, and the whole of the interior is thickly matted with the white silky down of the coltsfoot. Other nests vary in the materials employed, moss being sometimes used instead of white lichen, and willow-cotton or feathers instead of the down of the coltsfoot. Thistle-down is sometimes named as the material of the lining; but this must be under unusual circumstances, that substance being generally unattainable in spring. Besides fir-trees, the apple and elm are often selected by Goldfinches to build their nests in, and they not unfrequently resort to any low tree in a hedge or shrubbery, also to young oak-trees. In autumn, Goldfinches assemble in flocks of from ten to twenty or more, and resort to waste places, or the borders of fields, where thistles abound, and it is hard to imagine a prettier sight than a party of these innocent and brilliant hunters, perching, all heedless of spines and prickles, on the thistle heads, plucking out the seeds with the pappus attached, and cleverly separating the former from their appendage. While thus employed, they seem to take it for granted that no one will molest them, but continue their useful labour, twittering pleasantly all the while, until the spectator comes within a few yards of them, when they fly off like butterflies to another prickly bed.
Whatever doubts there are about the benefits of Sparrows and Chaffinches to humans, the value of Goldfinches is clear. The farmer couldn't ask for a better ally, yet seeing a lot of Goldfinches on a property isn't exactly good news; it means there's plenty of their favorite food—thistle seeds. Where thistles thrive, Goldfinches are usually found in large numbers. The French name, Chardonneret, means 'one who frequents thistles', and the ancient Greek and Latin name, Acanthis, carries a similar meaning. Pliny tells us that the Acanthis holds a grudge solely against donkeys, the only creatures that eat thistle flowers and thus take away its food. Their diet also includes dandelion seeds, centaury, and other weeds, but they definitely prefer the seeds of composite flowers. Their [Pg 90] nests are among the most beautiful built by birds. One I have in front of me is nestled among the terminal branches cut from a Scotch fir about twenty feet up. It's surrounded by more than a dozen leafy twigs that come together at the base, providing both a sturdy foundation and effective shelter. It's made of tufted white lichens (Usnea and Evernia), along with a few fine roots and wiry stems of garden-thyme, all felted together with wool so tightly that removing any piece usually damages the whole structure. There’s a piece of worsted and a thread of sewing cotton mixed in, followed by a few horsehairs, and the interior is thickly lined with the white silky down of coltsfoot. Other nests differ in materials, with moss sometimes replacing white lichen, and willow-cotton or feathers instead of coltsfoot down. Thistle-down is occasionally mentioned as lining material, but this is rare since it’s generally hard to find in spring. Besides firs, Goldfinches often choose apple and elm trees for nesting, and they also frequently build in low trees along hedges or in shrubbery and in young oaks. In autumn, Goldfinches gather in flocks of ten to twenty or more and head to overgrown areas or field edges abundant with thistles. It's hard to imagine a more beautiful scene than a group of these vibrant, gentle birds perched carelessly on thistle heads, pecking out seeds with the pappus still attached, and skillfully separating the seeds from their fluff. While they are busy, they seem to assume they won’t be disturbed, continuing their helpful work while cheerfully chirping until a person approaches within a few yards, at which point they flutter away like butterflies to another prickly patch.
Owing to more efficient bird-protection the Goldfinch, which was decreasing largely in numbers, is now on the increase again.
Due to better bird protection efforts, the Goldfinch, which had been sharply declining in numbers, is now making a comeback.
CARDUÉLIS SPINUS
The Siskin, or Aberdevine, is best known as a cage-bird, as it is only a very occasional breeder in Great Britain, and during the [Pg 91] period of its stay is retiring in its habits. Siskins are more frequently met with in the northern than the southern counties of England, but they are common in neither, and will only nest where pine woods abound. They are generally observed to keep together in small flocks of from twelve to fifteen, and may be heard from a considerable distance, as they rarely intermit uttering their call-note, which, though little more than a soft twittering, is as clear as that of the Bullfinch, to which it has been compared. Their flight is rapid and irregular, like that of the Linnet. They leave their roosting-places early in the morning, and usually alight on the branches of alder-trees, where they remain all day. The seeds of the alder, inclosed within scales something like those of the coniferous trees, form the principal food of these pretty little birds, who are obliged to hang at the extremities of the twigs in order to explore the seed-vessels on all sides. Occasionally, but less frequently, they are seen visiting heads of thistles and burdocks, and not unfrequently they descend to the ground for the sake of picking up scattered seeds. During the whole of their feeding time, they never cease twittering and fluttering about joyously from twig to twig. Now and then, as if by preconcerted signal given by a leader, they all take flight to another tree or, after a short evolution, return to the same from which they started. Should it happen that, while one little band is occupied in despoiling a tree, another is heard in the air, the latter is immediately invited by general acclamation to take part in the banquet, and rarely fails to accept the invitation. Owing to this sociability of character they are easily entrapped, provided that one of their own species be employed as a decoy bird. They soon become reconciled to captivity, and are valued for their readiness to pair with the Canary-bird, the note of which the joint offspring is thought to improve. The nest, which in some respects resembles those of the Greenfinch and Chaffinch, is concealed with great care in the fork formed by two branches of a fir, with which it is so skilfully made to assimilate, that it is almost impossible to discern it from below. In France, Siskins are most numerous from the middle of October to the beginning of December. They are then supposed to travel southwards, and appear again, but in greatly diminished numbers, in spring, at which period they are considered to be travelling towards their summer quarters in Russia and Scandinavia.
The Siskin, or Aberdevine, is primarily known as a cage bird, and it only breeds very rarely in Great Britain. During its stay, it tends to be quite shy. Siskins are more commonly found in the northern counties of England than the southern ones, but they aren’t really common in either. They only nest where there are plenty of pine woods. Typically, they are seen in small flocks of about twelve to fifteen, and their call, which is a soft twittering, can be heard from quite a distance and is as clear as the Bullfinch's call, to which it is often compared. Their flight is quick and erratic, similar to that of the Linnet. They leave their roosts early in the morning and usually settle on the branches of alder trees, where they stay throughout the day. The seeds of the alder, locked within scales that resemble those of coniferous trees, are their main food source. To access the seeds, these charming birds often hang at the ends of the twigs to explore the seed pods from all angles. Occasionally, but less often, they also visit thistles and burdocks, and they sometimes go to the ground to pick up scattered seeds. Throughout their feeding time, they continue to twitter and playfully flutter from twig to twig. Every so often, as if directed by a silent signal from a leader, they all take off to another tree or return to the same one after a short diversion. If a flock is busy feeding in one tree and another group is heard nearby, the latter is immediately invited to join the feast, and they usually accept the invitation. Because of their sociable nature, they can easily be caught if one of their own species is used as a decoy. They quickly adapt to captivity and are valued for their willingness to breed with Canary birds, as their offspring are thought to have improved songs. Their nest, which somewhat resembles those of the Greenfinch and Chaffinch, is carefully hidden in the fork of two fir branches and is so skillfully built to blend in that it’s nearly impossible to spot from below. In France, Siskins are most plentiful from mid-October to early December. It’s believed that they migrate south during this time and reappear in the spring, though in much smaller numbers, as they head toward their summer habitats in Russia and Scandinavia.
PASSER DOMESTICUS
What were the haunts of the Sparrow at the period when men dwelt in tents, and there were neither farmhouses nor villages, much less towns and cities, it were hard to say. Certain it is now that thoroughly wild Sparrows are not to be met with in districts remote from human dwellings and cultivation; they have left the hillside and forest as if by common consent, and have pitched their tents where man builds, or ploughs, or digs, and nowhere else. In the city, the seaport town, the fishing village, the hamlet, the farmhouse, nay, near the cot on the lone waste and by the roadside smithy, they are always present, varying in the amount of confidence they place in their patrons, but all depending on man to a certain extent. And not only do they court his society, but they have adopted his diet. Whatever is the staple food of a household, the Sparrows that nestle around will be right pleased to share it; bread, meat, potatoes, rice, pastry, raisins, nuts, if they could have these for the asking, they would not trouble themselves to search farther; but obliged, as they are, to provide for themselves, they must be content with humble fare; and so skilful are they as caterers, that whatever other birds may chance to die of starvation, a Sparrow is always round and plump, while not a few have paid for their voracity by their lives. Much difference of opinion exists as to whether Sparrows should be courted by man as allies, or exterminated as enemies. The best authorities on this point have come to the conclusion that their numbers must be lessened, and that the most humane way to do this is to tear down nests before the young are hatched out. The fact that great efforts are at the present time being made to introduce them into New Zealand, where the corn crops suffer great injury from the attacks of insects, which the presence of Sparrows would, it is believed, materially check, leads to the conclusion that their mission is one of utility. That Sparrows consume a very large quantity of corn in summer there can be no doubt; as soon as the grain has attained its full size, and long before it is ripe, they make descents on the standing corn, and if undisturbed will clear so effectually of their contents the ears nearest to the hedges, that this portion of the crop is sometimes scarcely worth the threshing. During [Pg 93] harvest they transfer their attention to the sheaves, while the reapers and binders are occupied elsewhere; as gleaners they are indefatigable; they participate, too, in the joys of harvest home, for their food is then brought to their very doors. The most skilful binder leaves at least a few ears exposed at the wrong end of the sheaf, and these are searched for diligently in the rick; and the barns must be well closed indeed into which they cannot find admission. At threshings and winnowings they are constant attendants, feeding among the poultry, and snatching up the scattered grains under the formidable beak of Chanticleer himself. At seed-time their depredations are yet more serious, as they now come in not simply for a share of the produce, but undermine the very foundations of the future crop. I once had the curiosity to examine the crop of a Sparrow which had been shot as it flew up from a newly-sown field, and found no less than forty-two grains of wheat. A writer in the Zoologist, who professes himself a deadly enemy of the Sparrow, states that he once took 180 grains of good wheat from the crops of five birds, giving an average of thirty-six for a meal. Now if Sparrows had the opportunity of feeding on grain all the year round, they would be unmitigated pests, and a war of extermination against them could not be waged too vigorously; but during the far greater portion of the year they have not the power of doing mischief, and all this time they have to find food for themselves. Against their will, perhaps, they now hunt for the seeds of various weeds, especially the wild mustard; and these being smaller than grains of corn and less nutritive, they consume an immense number of them, varying their repast with myriads of caterpillars, wireworms, and other noxious grubs; also they devour small beetles (called hay-chaffers) when the hay lies in swathes on the field. They thus compensate, certainly in part, perhaps wholly, for the mischief they do at other seasons; and it is even questionable whether, if a balance were struck between them and the agriculturists, the obligation would not be on the side of the latter.
What were the homes of the Sparrow when people lived in tents, and there were no farmhouses, villages, or, even more so, towns and cities, is hard to say. It’s clear now that truly wild Sparrows are not found in areas far from human presence and farming; they have vacated the hills and forests, seemingly by mutual agreement, and have set up camp where humans build, farm, or dig, and nowhere else. In the city, the seaport, the fishing village, the hamlet, the farmhouse, and even near the cottage on the open land and beside the roadside smithy, they are always around, varying in the level of trust they have in people, but all relying on humans to some degree. Not only do they seek out human company, but they have also adopted human diets. Whatever the staple food of a household is, the Sparrows nearby are happy to share it; bread, meat, potatoes, rice, pastries, raisins, nuts—if they could get these easily, they wouldn’t bother looking elsewhere; but since they have to fend for themselves, they have to settle for simpler food. They are so skilled at foraging that while other birds might starve, a Sparrow is always fat and plump, though many have paid for their greed with their lives. There’s much debate about whether Sparrows should be welcomed as allies or exterminated as pests. The best experts believe that their numbers should be reduced, and the most humane way to do this is to remove the nests before the young are hatch. The fact that significant efforts are currently underway to introduce them to New Zealand, where corn crops suffer greatly from insect damage that Sparrows are thought to help control, suggests their role is beneficial. There’s no doubt that Sparrows consume a lot of corn in the summer; as soon as the grain is fully grown and long before it's ripe, they dive into the standing corn, and if left undisturbed, they can strip the ears closest to the hedges so effectively that this part of the crop is sometimes hardly worth the effort to thresh. During the harvest, they focus on the sheaves while the reapers and binders are busy elsewhere; they are relentless gleaners and join in the harvest celebrations, as their food is brought right to their doorstep. The most skilled binder leaves at least a few ears sticking out at the wrong end of the sheaf, and these are eagerly sought after in the rick; barns must be very well secured to keep them out. At threshing and winnowing, they are constant attendees, mingling among the poultry and snatching up grains scattered even under the formidable beak of Chanticleer. During planting season, their damage is even more significant, as they come not just for a share of the harvest but also undermine the very foundations of the future crop. Once I was curious to check the crop of a Sparrow that was shot as it flew up from a freshly sown field, and I found no less than forty-two grains of wheat. A writer in the Zoologist, who claims to be a fierce enemy of the Sparrow, reports that he once took 180 grains of good wheat from the crops of five birds, averaging thirty-six grains for a meal. Now, if Sparrows had the chance to eat grain year-round, they would be complete nuisances, and a war against them could not be waged too fiercely; but during most of the year, they don’t have the ability to cause harm, and during this time, they have to find food for themselves. Against their will, perhaps, they now search for seeds from various weeds, especially wild mustard; and since these are smaller than grains of corn and less nutritious, they consume a vast number of them, mixing their meals with countless caterpillars, wireworms, and other harmful grubs; they also eat small beetles (called hay-chaffers) when the hay is lying in swathes in the field. They thus make up for, at least in part, and perhaps entirely, the damage they cause at other times; it’s even questionable whether, if a balance were weighed between them and farmers, the obligation wouldn’t be on the farmers' side.
It is scarcely necessary to say much of the habits of a bird which stands on such familiar terms with the human race as the Sparrow. During no period of the year do Sparrows live together in perfect amity; if half a dozen descend to pick up a handful of scattered crumbs, each in his turn will peck at any other who comes too near his share of the feast, and, with a peculiar sidelong shuffle or hop, will show his intention of appropriating as large a portion of the feeding-ground as he can. In spring, this bickering assumes a more formidable character. A duel is commenced among the branches of a tree, obstinate and noisy; all the Sparrows within hearing flock to the scene of combat, joining at first with their voices, and finally with their beaks; a general riot ensues, with as little object seemingly as an Irish 'row'; for suddenly the outcry [Pg 94] ceases, and the combatants return to their various occupations. A writer in the Naturalist gives an account of a fray of this kind, during which three male birds fell at his feet one after another either dead or dying; but cases of this kind are very rare.
It’s hardly necessary to say much about the habits of a bird that gets along so well with humans as the Sparrow. Throughout the year, Sparrows never get along perfectly; if a few come down to grab a handful of scattered crumbs, each will take turns pecking at any other that gets too close to their share of the feast and, with a distinctive sideways shuffle or hop, will indicate their intention to claim as much of the feeding area as possible. In spring, this squabbling takes on a more serious tone. A clash starts among the branches of a tree, stubborn and loud; all the Sparrows within earshot flock to the scene of the fight, initially joining in with their voices and eventually with their beaks; a complete uproar breaks out, resembling an Irish brawl with seemingly no purpose; then suddenly the commotion [Pg 94] stops, and the fighters go back to their various activities. A writer in the Naturalist recounts an altercation of this kind, during which three male birds fell at his feet one after another, either dead or dying; however, incidents like this are quite rare.
Sparrows build their nests at a considerable elevation from the ground, but are by no means particular as to the locality. At the period when most farmhouses and cottages were thatched, the eaves were their favourite resort, and here they hollowed out for themselves most comfortable dwellings. The general employment of tiles or slates has interfered with this arrangement; but they will fix upon any projection, niche, crack, or hole which will hold a nest, and if these are all occupied, content themselves with a tree; but, as far as my own observation goes, the number built in trees far exceeds that to be found in other localities. Very frequently they appropriate the nest of the House Martin. The nest itself is a rude structure, composed mainly of straw and hay, and lined with feathers and any other soft materials which they can find. Two or three broods are reared every year, the number of eggs being usually five. The young are fed on worms, caterpillars, and insects of various kinds.
Sparrows build their nests high off the ground but aren't picky about where they do it. Back when most farmhouses and cottages had thatched roofs, they loved nesting in the eaves and created cozy homes there. The widespread use of tiles or slates has disrupted this habit, but they'll settle for any ledge, nook, crack, or hole that can hold a nest. If those spots are all taken, they'll happily use a tree; however, from what I've observed, more nests are built in trees than anywhere else. They often take over the nests of House Martins. Their nests are pretty basic, mostly made of straw and hay, with linings of feathers and other soft materials they can find. They usually raise two or three broods each year, with about five eggs per brood. The chicks are fed worms, caterpillars, and various insects.
PASSER MONTÁNUS
The Mountain Sparrow seems scarcely to deserve its name, as it is by no means confined to mountainous districts. It is abundant all over the European continent, and is to be met with here and there in many parts of England in the east of Scotland and of late years in Ireland and in the Hebrides; but it is nowhere so abundant as the House Sparrow, which it resembles in all respects, except that the head is of a bright chestnut colour, and the neck wears a white collar. I have never seen it except in society with the common species, and could never detect any difference either in flight or note; but other observers state that the flight is slow and constrained, and the note assumes more the character of a song. The nest is placed in soft rotten wood of pollard willows and other trees, in hollow trees and under the thatch of buildings.
The Mountain Sparrow hardly seems to earn its name since it definitely isn’t limited to mountainous areas. It’s found all over the European continent, and you can spot it here and there in various parts of England, as well as in eastern Scotland, and more recently in Ireland and the Hebrides. However, it’s nowhere near as common as the House Sparrow, which it looks like in every way, except for its bright chestnut-colored head and white collar around its neck. I’ve only seen it hanging out with the common species and couldn’t notice any differences in flight or call; however, other observers say that its flight is slow and awkward, while its call is more like a song. The nest is built in soft, decaying wood of pollard willows and other trees, in hollow trees, and under the thatch of buildings.
FRINGILLA CǼLEBS
'Gai comme Pinson', as gay as a Chaffinch, is a familiar French proverb, which describes not only the character of the bird, but the peculiar temperament which in France is an essential part of gaiety. The Chaffinch is a smart, lively, active bird, always in a bustle, flitting here and there incessantly and staying long nowhere, always wearing a holiday look, so trim and spruce is he, and rattling through his song with wondrous volubility. It received the name cælebs, bachelor, from Linnæus, who observed that the flocks in winter are composed for the most part either exclusively of males or of females. Large flocks arrive on our east coast each year from the Continent, and others coming from the north spread themselves over the country to the southward. During the open weather of autumn and early winter, Chaffinches frequent stubble and ploughed fields, where they busily collect grain and the seeds of various weeds, and are not, I fear, very scrupulous whether they are engaged as gleaners of what is lost, or robbers of what is sown. In severe weather they resort to farmyards and homesteads, where, along with Sparrows, Buntings, and Greenfinches, they equally consider all they can find as provided for their own especial use. On the return of spring, they feed upon the young shoots, and for a few weeks show themselves great enemies to horticulture. Their visits to our flower-gardens, paid very early in the morning, are attested by scattered buds of polyanthuses, which they attack and pull to pieces as soon as they begin to push from between the leaves. In the kitchen-garden they are yet more mischievous, showing a strong inclination for all pungent seeds. Woe to the unthrifty gardener, who, while drilling in his mustard, or cress, or radishes, scatters a few seeds on the surface! The quick eye of some passing Chaffinch will surely detect them; so surely will the stray grains serve as a clue to the treasure concealed beneath, and so surely will a hungry band of companions rush to 'the diggings', and leave the luckless proprietor a poor tithe of his expected crop. Yet so large is the number of the seeds [Pg 96] of weeds that the Chaffinch consumes, in the course of a year, more particularly of groundsel, chickweed, and buttercup, that he, without doubt, more than compensates for all his misdeeds; and as his summer food partially, and that of his young family exclusively, consists of caterpillars and other noxious insects, he is in reality among the gardener's best friends, who should be scared away at the seasons when his visits are not welcome, and encouraged at all other times. The Chaffinch, though a wary bird, does not stand greatly in fear of man; for if disturbed at a meal, he is generally satisfied with the protection afforded by the branches of the nearest tree, on which he hops about until the danger is past, uttering his simple but not unpleasing note, 'twink' or 'pink' or 'spink, spink, spink' as it is variously translated. To this cry it adds the syllable 'tweet', frequently repeated in an anxious tone and with a peculiar restlessness of manner, which always indicate that its nest is somewhere very near at hand, and by which indeed it is very often betrayed.
'Gai comme Pinson', meaning as cheerful as a Chaffinch, is a well-known French saying that not only describes the bird but also reflects a certain temperament that is a key part of joy in France. The Chaffinch is a stylish, lively, and energetic bird, always bustling around, flitting here and there without staying in one place for long, and always appearing well put together, singing its song with impressive enthusiasm. It was called cælebs, or bachelor, by Linnæus, who noted that winter flocks are mostly made up of either all males or all females. Each year, large flocks arrive on our east coast from the continent, while others come from the north and spread across the southern regions. During mild weather in autumn and early winter, Chaffinches gather in stubble and plowed fields, busily collecting grains and seeds from various weeds, not being too picky about whether they are cleaning up leftovers or stealing what has been planted. In harsh weather, they head to farmyards and homes, where, along with Sparrows, Buntings, and Greenfinches, they consider everything fair game for their use. As spring returns, they feed on young shoots, becoming significant pests to gardeners for a few weeks. Their early morning visits to flower gardens leave signs, with scattered polyanthus buds they attack as soon as they start to emerge from the leaves. In vegetable gardens, they are even more troublesome, showing a strong appetite for spicy seeds. Woe to the careless gardener who, while sowing mustard, cress, or radishes, scatters a few seeds on the surface! A sharp-eyed Chaffinch will almost certainly spot them; the stray seeds will lead to the hidden treasure beneath, and a hungry group of companions will rush to 'the diggings', leaving the unfortunate gardener with barely a fraction of the expected harvest. Yet, the vast amount of weed seeds the Chaffinch consumes, especially groundsel, chickweed, and buttercup, means it more than makes up for its mischief; and since its summer diet largely consists of caterpillars and other harmful insects, it genuinely becomes one of the gardener's best allies, who should be kept away during the times of undesired visits and welcomed at all other times. Although the Chaffinch is a cautious bird, it doesn't fear humans overly much; if disturbed while feeding, it usually feels safe under the branches of the nearest tree, hopping around until the threat passes while making its simple but pleasant sound, 'twink' or 'pink' or 'spink, spink, spink', as it is variously interpreted. This call is often accompanied by the repeated syllable 'tweet', expressed in a worried tone with a certain fidgetiness, indicating that its nest is likely very nearby, which often gives away its location.
Its proper song commences very early in spring, and is continued until June or later. This must be the song which the poet had in view when he sang:—
Its proper song starts very early in spring and continues until June or later. This must be the song the poet had in mind when he sang:—
It consists of from ten to twelve notes of the same tone, and about the same length, with the last but one elevated and accented, uttered rapidly at short intervals, and without the least variation.
It consists of ten to twelve notes of the same tone, and about the same length, with the second to last note raised and emphasized, played quickly at short intervals, and without any variation.
In Germany, this bird is so great a favourite that not a single tone of its voice has escaped the experienced ears of bird-fanciers. In some parts of Holland and the north of France, the passion for song Chaffinches amounts to a frenzy. Philharmonic societies are formed, whose exclusive object is to educate Chaffinches, and to organize vocal combats. The combatants, each in his cage, are placed a few yards from each other. One of them utters his strain, which is replied to by the other; strict silence is imposed on the spectators, lest the attention of the birds should be distracted by their remarks or applause. The contest proceeds as long as the birds continue to utter their notes of defiance, and the victory is adjudged to the one who has the last word. The price paid for a bird of mark, and the pains bestowed on the capture of any bird which in its wild state holds out promise of being an apt pupil, are past belief, and the cruelty practised in producing a perfect songster I cannot bring myself to describe. After all, Bechstein's translator says that the notes of the wild Chaffinches in England are finer than any cage ones he has heard in Germany. English bird-fanciers, without going so far as their German brethren, profess to distinguish three variations of song in the Chaffinch.
In Germany, this bird is such a favorite that not a single note of its song has escaped the trained ears of bird enthusiasts. In some areas of Holland and northern France, the obsession with singing Chaffinches reaches extreme levels. Philharmonic groups are formed with the sole purpose of training Chaffinches and organizing singing competitions. The competitors, each in their cage, are set a few yards apart. One of them sings, and the other responds; strict silence is required from the audience so that the birds aren't distracted by comments or applause. The contest continues as long as the birds keep singing their challenging notes, and the winner is determined by who sings last. The amount paid for an exceptional bird, and the lengths people go to capture any wild bird that shows potential as a good singer, are unbelievable, and the cruelty involved in creating the perfect songbird is something I can't bring myself to describe. After all, Bechstein's translator says the songs of wild Chaffinches in England are better than any caged ones he heard in Germany. English bird enthusiasts, while not as extreme as their German counterparts, claim to recognize three variations of song in the Chaffinch.
The nest of the Chaffinch is an exquisite piece of workmanship, composed of moss, dry grass, fine roots felted together with wool, decorated externally with scraps of white lichens, and lined with hair and feathers. It is placed sometimes in the fork of a tree, sometimes against the bole, but more frequently than anywhere else it is built in among the twigs of an apple-tree; but in every case it is attached to its support by wool interwoven with the other materials. The Chaffinch usually lays five eggs.
The Chaffinch’s nest is a beautiful creation, made of moss, dry grass, and fine roots felt together with wool. It’s decorated on the outside with bits of white lichen and lined with hair and feathers. The nest is sometimes found in the fork of a tree or against the trunk, but most often it’s built among the twigs of an apple tree. In all cases, it’s secured to its support by wool mixed in with the other materials. The Chaffinch typically lays five eggs.
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FRINGILLA MONTIFRINGÍLLA
In winter this bird occurs over the whole continent of Europe, and not unfrequently in enormous flocks. Pennant mentions an instance in which eighteen were killed at one shot—a statement which I can well believe, having seen in the winter of 1853 by far the largest flock of small birds I ever beheld, and which was composed entirely of Bramblings. They were employed in searching for food on the ground in a beech wood, and, as I approached, flew up into the branches in thousands. The Brambling, called also the Bramble Finch and Mountain Finch, is a fairly regular autumn and winter visitor to many parts of Scotland. Its presence in our country in any numbers depends on the severity of the weather on the Continent. Sometimes it is fairly numerous with us, especially where there are many beech woods. Few visit Ireland. It resembles the Chaffinch in habits, size, and general tone of colour; and as it often feeds in company with it, is probably sometimes confounded with it by an inexperienced eye. It arrives in this country in November, and takes its departure early in spring, never having been known to breed here. Its song is said to be something like that of the Chaffinch, and its nest, built in fir-trees, to be constructed with the same marvellous art. [Pg 98]
In winter, this bird can be found all across Europe, often in huge flocks. Pennant mentions an instance where eighteen were shot at once—a claim I can totally believe, having witnessed the largest flock of small birds I've ever seen in the winter of 1853, which was made up entirely of Bramblings. They were foraging for food on the ground in a beech wood, and as I got closer, they flew up into the branches in the thousands. The Brambling, also known as the Bramble Finch and Mountain Finch, regularly visits various parts of Scotland in autumn and winter. Its numbers here depend on how harsh the weather is on the Continent. Occasionally, it appears in significant numbers, especially where there are many beech woods, but few come to Ireland. It resembles the Chaffinch in behavior, size, and general color, and since it often feeds alongside the Chaffinch, an inexperienced observer might sometimes mix them up. It arrives in this country in November and leaves early in spring, as it has never been known to breed here. Its song is said to be somewhat similar to that of the Chaffinch, and its nest, built in fir trees, is constructed with the same impressive skill. [Pg 98]
ACANTHIS CÁNNABINA
It is not unusual in the country to hear mention made of the Brown, the Grey, and the Rose or Red Linnet, and the Common Linnet, as if these were all different birds. Such, however, is not the case. The Linnet is a bird which varies its plumage considerably at different seasons of the year, in consequence of which, at a period when little attention was paid to Ornithology, the same individual was known by whichever of these names best described its characteristic colouring. Even by the earlier ornithologists there were supposed to be two species, one of which was called Linota, probably from its having been observed feeding on flax-seed (Linum); the other Cannabina, from having been seen to feed on hemp seed (Cannabis). Linnets offer themselves to our notice in the evenings of autumn and winter more than at any other time. Large flocks of them may then be observed making their way, with rapid and irregular flight, towards tall trees which happen to stand in the vicinity of a common or a furze-brake. On the summits of these they alight, with their heads, in stormy weather, always turned towards the wind, and after keeping up a continuous twittering for a few minutes, suddenly drop into their roosting-places among the furze and thick shrubs. At the return of dawn, they issue forth to their feeding-grounds, still congregated in large flocks, and spend the whole of the day in hunting on the ground for food. This consists principally of the seeds of various weeds, especially wild-mustard or charlock, wild-cabbage, and other plants of the same tribe, thistle and dandelion; chance grains of corn no doubt are not passed by, but any injury which may be done by these birds, either to standing crops or newly-sowed lands, must be far outweighed by their services as destroyers of weeds and insects, which latter also enter into their dietary. At this season their only note is a simple call, mellow and pleasant, which they utter both while flying and when perched. In spring, the flocks break up, and the members betake themselves in pairs [Pg 99] to the commons and heaths, which afforded them night-lodging during winter. Here they build their nests at a moderate distance from the ground, more frequently in a furze-bush than anywhere else, but occasionally in other shrubs or an adjoining hedge. The nest is constructed of small twigs, moss, roots, and wool; and is lined with hair, feathers, and sometimes vegetable down. The Linnet lays four or five eggs. The spring and summer song of the Linnet is remarkable neither for compass nor power; it is, however, very sweet, and on this account the Linnet is a favourite cage-bird.
It’s not uncommon in the countryside to hear references to the Brown, the Grey, and the Rose or Red Linnet, as well as the Common Linnet, as if they are all different birds. However, that’s not true. The Linnet is a bird that changes its plumage significantly throughout the year, which led to various names based on its distinctive coloring during a time when Ornithology wasn’t given much attention. Even early ornithologists believed there were two species; one was named Linota, likely from its habit of eating flax-seed (Linum), and the other Cannabina, because it was seen feeding on hemp seed (Cannabis). In autumn and winter evenings, Linnets are more noticeable. Large flocks can be seen flying quickly and erratically towards tall trees near a common or a furze-brake. They settle on the tops of these trees, always facing into the wind during stormy weather, and after a few minutes of continuous twittering, they suddenly drop down into their roosting areas among the furze and dense shrubs. As dawn breaks, they head out to their feeding grounds in large groups, spending the whole day foraging for food on the ground. Their diet mainly consists of seeds from various weeds, especially wild mustard or charlock, wild cabbage, thistle, and dandelion; they probably won’t pass up any found grains of corn, but any damage these birds cause to growing crops or newly planted fields is far outweighed by their role in controlling weeds and insects, which are also part of their diet. At this time, their only call is a simple, mellow, and pleasant sound, which they make while flying and while perched. In spring, the flocks break up, and the birds pair off to return to the commons and heaths where they nested during winter. Here, they build their nests a short distance off the ground, usually in a furze bush, but sometimes in other shrubs or nearby hedges. The nest is made from small twigs, moss, roots, and wool, lined with hair, feathers, and sometimes plant down. The Linnet lays four or five eggs. Their spring and summer song isn’t notable for its range or strength; yet, it is very sweet, which is why the Linnet is a popular cage bird. [Pg 99]
ACANTHIS LINÁRIA
A northern species of Linnet, closely resembling the Lesser Redpoll, but larger. It visits Great Britain only in the winter and at irregular intervals, being in some seasons tolerably abundant, and in others not seen at all. Little appears to be known of its habits.
A northern type of Linnet that looks a lot like the Lesser Redpoll, but is bigger. It only comes to Great Britain in the winter and at unpredictable times, sometimes being fairly common in certain years, and not seen at all in others. Not much is known about its habits.
ACANTHIS RUFESCENS
The Lesser Redpoll so closely resembles the Siskin in its habits and temperament, that a description of either of these birds would serve well for the other. Like that bird it congregates in small flocks; it frequents damp valleys where alder-trees abound; it feeds on the seeds of the same trees; like it, hangs at the extremities of the twigs to explore the catkins, twitters merrily as it flies, and is quite as easily reconciled to captivity. But for the yellow plumage and larger size of the Siskin, they might well be mistaken one for the other. The Redpoll, however, is a much more frequent bird, as its annual visits to the southern counties of England in winter are as regular as those of Swallows in summer. Though a northern bird, it does not unexceptionally repair to high latitudes, but in summer remains to breed in Scotland and the northern counties of England. As far south as Yorkshire it is not unfrequent, [Pg 100] and its nest has been occasionally found in the midland counties; some eggs were recently brought to me in Hertfordshire. Meyer relates, that having one confined in a cage he placed it in his garden in fine weather, in the hope that other birds of the same species might be attracted by its note to visit it in its confinement. His expectation was realized, for several wild Redpolls not only came into his garden and twittered their notes of recognition from the neighbouring trees, but actually alighted on the bars of the cage. This took place in the county of Surrey, and during the month of June, thus proving that some at least of the species remain with us all the year round. The nest, which is remarkably small, is described as being placed in the fork of an alder-tree, loosely constructed of dry grass and weeds, and lined either with the cotton of the willow or the pappus of some compound flower, stated by some to be dandelion, by others, thistle, but perhaps, in reality, coltsfoot. In captivity, Redpolls are prized for their liveliness and remarkable affection for each other, and, indeed, for all little birds who do not disdain their attentions. They can be taught many little tricks also.
The Lesser Redpoll is so similar to the Siskin in its habits and behavior that a description of either bird would apply to the other. Like the Siskin, it gathers in small groups; it prefers damp valleys filled with alder trees; it feeds on the seeds from these trees; it hangs on the ends of twigs to explore the catkins, chirps cheerfully as it flies, and adapts easily to captivity. If it weren't for the Siskin's yellow feathers and larger size, they could easily be mistaken for each other. However, the Redpoll is much more common, making its regular winter visits to the southern counties of England as consistently as Swallows return in summer. Although it is a northern bird, it doesn’t always go to high latitudes but stays to breed in Scotland and the northern counties of England during summer. It’s not uncommon as far south as Yorkshire, [Pg 100] and its nest has been found occasionally in the midland counties; some eggs were recently brought to me in Hertfordshire. Meyer recounts that he kept one in a cage and placed it in his garden on a nice day, hoping that other Redpolls might be drawn to its song. His expectation was met, as several wild Redpolls not only entered his garden and chirped their acknowledgment from nearby trees but even landed on the bars of the cage. This happened in Surrey in June, indicating that some of these birds do stay with us year-round. The nest, which is very small, is placed in the fork of an alder tree, built loosely from dry grass and weeds, and lined with either willow cotton or the fluff of some flowering plant, which some say is dandelion and others thistle, but it's likely coltsfoot. In captivity, Redpolls are valued for their energy and strong bond with each other and with other small birds that welcome their company. They can also learn many little tricks.
ACANTHIS FLAVIROSTRIS
Another northern bird, inhabiting the Arctic Regions, Scandinavia, and Russia, and travelling southwards in autumn. In the Orkney and Shetland Islands it is the most common, if not the only, species, and builds its nest among the corn or heath. It breeds from Derbyshire and northwards, but is very local; at one time it was very common on the Lancashire moors. Yellow-neb Lintie is a Scotch name given to it. In the countries where it is resident all the year round, it is very destructive to wheat in winter, and to turnips in summer. As soon as the latter plants appear above ground, the bird pulls them up, nips off the seed-leaves, and the field remains strewn with the fragments of the young plants. In winter, Mountain Linnets assemble in very large flocks, and in their habits resemble Common Linnets, from which they are best distinguished (at a distance) by their longer tails. During severe weather I have observed them in Norfolk, flocking to the salt marshes, and feeding on the seeds of saline plants, especially those of the shrubby sea-blite. At this season their note resembles the [Pg 101] twitter of the Common Linnet, but is less mellow. The nest is placed among heath, grass, or young corn, and invariably on the ground—in this respect differing from all other birds of the same family. It is constructed of dry grass, moss, and roots, and lined with various soft substances. The Mountain Linnet is generally called the Twite, a syllable which its simple note is thought to resemble. It is more shy as a rule than the Lesser Redpoll.
Another northern bird, found in the Arctic regions, Scandinavia, and Russia, migrates southward in the autumn. In the Orkney and Shetland Islands, it is the most common, if not the only, species, and nests among the crops or heath. It breeds from Derbyshire northward, but its presence is quite local; at one time, it was very common on the moors of Lancashire. “Yellow-neb Lintie” is a Scottish name for it. In the areas where it resides year-round, it can be quite destructive to wheat in winter and to turnips in summer. As soon as the latter plants start to sprout, the bird pulls them up and nips off the seed leaves, leaving the ground scattered with the remains of the young plants. In the winter, Mountain Linnets gather in very large flocks, and they behave similarly to Common Linnets, which they can be distinguished from (at a distance) by their longer tails. During harsh weather, I have seen them in Norfolk, flocking to the salt marshes and feeding on the seeds of salty plants, particularly the shrubby sea-blite. At this time of year, their song is similar to the [Pg 101] twitter of the Common Linnet, but not as rich. The nest is built on the ground among heath, grass, or young corn—this sets it apart from all other birds in the same family. It is made of dry grass, moss, and roots, and lined with various soft materials. The Mountain Linnet is usually called the Twite, a name that reflects the simplicity of its call. Generally, it is more timid than the Lesser Redpoll.
PÝRRHULA EUROPÆA
'The Bullfinch', said Macgillivray, usually so accurate an observer, 'is not very common anywhere.' From this last remark I infer that the author in question was never either proprietor or occupant of a fruit-garden in a wooded district, or he would have reported very differently of the frequency of the Bullfinch. During winter the food of these birds consists exclusively of berries of various kinds and seeds, especially of such weeds as thistle, rag-wort, duckweed, plantains, etc., either picked up from the ground or gathered from herbs and shrubs. In spring, unfortunately for the gardener, their taste alters, and nothing will satisfy them but the blossom-buds of fruit-trees, especially those which are cultivated. They attack, indeed, the buds of the sloe and hawthorn as well; but of these, being valueless, no one takes note. Still keeping together in small family parties, all uninvited, they pay most unwelcome visits to gooseberries, plums, and cherries, and, if undisturbed, continue to haunt the same trees until all hope of a crop is destroyed. Gooseberry-bushes are left denuded of flower-buds, which have been deliberately picked off and crushed between their strong mandibles, while the leaf-buds, situated principally at the extremities of the branches, are neglected. Plum and cherry trees are treated in like manner, the ground being strewed with the bud-scales and rudiments of flowers. Some persons endeavour to deter them by whitewashing the trees, and are said to find this plan effectual. Others wind a straw rope round the gooseberry-bushes, so disguising their natural appearance. This plan I found perfectly successful one year, but the next it was entirely [Pg 102] without effect. A new one which I have adopted this year is somewhat more complex. In addition to the straw bands, I have stretched long strings, with feathers attached here and there, so as to resemble the tail of a paper kite; and, by way of offering them an inducement to stay away, I have sprinkled peas on the ground in an adjoining lane, in the hope that they will partially, at least, satisfy their hunger on these. A bird with so strong a beak as that of the Bullfinch is evidently designed to crush its food, not to swallow it whole; accordingly, I find my peas disappearing, but the parchment-like rind is left on the ground, a substance too indigestible even for the gizzard of a Bullfinch. This bird has, however, justly many friends, who assert that the buds he attacks are infested with concealed insects, and that the tree he strips one season will be heavily laden the following year. When not occupied in disbudding fruit-trees, Bullfinches are most frequently observed in tall and thick hedges, either in small flocks as described above, or in pairs. They are rarely met with singly, and yet less frequently associated with birds of another species. Occasionally a pair may be seen feeding with Sparrows and Chaffinches in the farmyard; but this society seems one of accident rather than of choice. When disturbed in a hedge they are singularly methodical in their movements: first one flies out, bounds, as it were through the air in a direction away from the spectator, perches on a twig in the thick part of the hedge, and is followed by the rest of the party in single file. When the passenger has approached within what the bird considers a safe distance, the same manœuvre is repeated, each bird following, with dipping flight, the line marked out by its predecessor.
"The Bullfinch," Macgillivray said, usually a pretty accurate observer, "is not very common anywhere." From this comment, I gather that the author in question has never owned or lived near a fruit garden in a wooded area, or else he would have described the Bullfinch's presence very differently. In winter, these birds eat only various kinds of berries and seeds, especially from weeds like thistle, ragwort, duckweed, plantains, etc., either picked off the ground or gathered from plants and shrubs. Unfortunately for gardeners, their diet changes in spring, and they only want the blossom buds of fruit trees, especially the cultivated ones. They also go after the buds of sloe and hawthorn, but since those are worthless, no one really cares. Still sticking together in small family groups—uninvited— they make unwelcome visits to gooseberries, plums, and cherries, and if left alone, they’ll keep returning to the same trees until there’s no hope of a harvest. Gooseberry bushes are stripped of flower buds, which have been deliberately picked off and crushed in their strong beaks, while the leaf buds, mostly at the ends of the branches, are ignored. Plum and cherry trees suffer the same fate, with the ground scattered with bud scales and remains of flowers. Some people try to keep them away by whitewashing the trees, which is said to work. Others wrap their gooseberry bushes with straw rope to change their look. I found that method completely effective one year, but the next it had no impact at all. This year, I've adopted a somewhat more complex approach. In addition to the straw bands, I’ve stretched long strings with feathers attached here and there, making them resemble the tail of a paper kite. To entice them to stay away, I’ve sprinkled peas on the ground in a nearby lane, hoping they'll at least fill up on those. A bird with such a strong beak as the Bullfinch is clearly designed to crush its food, not swallow it whole; as a result, I find my peas disappearing, but the thin, parchment-like skins are left behind, too tough even for the gizzard of a Bullfinch. However, this bird has quite a few supporters who say the buds it targets are full of hidden insects, and that the tree it strips one season will be heavily laden the next year. When they're not busy stripping fruit trees, Bullfinches are usually spotted in tall, thick hedges, either in small flocks like mentioned above or in pairs. They are rarely seen alone, and even less often with birds of another species. Occasionally, a pair might be seen foraging with Sparrows and Chaffinches in the farmyard, but this mix seems accidental rather than intentional. When startled in a hedge, they are quite orderly in their movements: first one flies out, sort of bouncing through the air away from the observer, perches on a twig in the dense part of the hedge, and then the rest of the group follows in a single line. When the person gets within what the bird considers a safe distance, the same routine is repeated, each bird following with a dipping flight along the path marked by its predecessor.
PÝRRHULA ENUCLEATOR
A large and handsome bird, inhabiting the Arctic regions during the summer months, and in winter descending a few degrees to the south in both hemispheres. It is of very rare occurrence in the pine-forests of Scotland, and a still more unfrequent visitor to England. The Pine Grosbeak, or Pine Bullfinch, is a bird of sociable habits, and an agreeable songster.
A large and beautiful bird that lives in the Arctic during the summer and moves a little further south in both hemispheres during winter. It's very rare to see it in the pine forests of Scotland, and even less common in England. The Pine Grosbeak, or Pine Bullfinch, is a social bird and sings nicely.
LOXIA CURVIRÓSTRA.
The beak of this bird was pronounced by Buffon 'an error and defect of Nature, and a useless deformity'. A less dogmatic, but more trustworthy authority, our countryman, Yarrell, is of a different opinion. 'During a series of observations', he says, 'on the habits and structure of British birds, I have never met with a more interesting or more beautiful example of the adaptation of means to an end, than is to be found in the beak, the tongue, and their muscles, in the Crossbill.' No one can read the chapter of British Birds devoted to the Crossbill (in which the accomplished author has displayed even more than his usual amount of research and accurate observation) without giving a ready assent to the propriety of the latter opinion. Unfortunately the bird is not of common occurrence in this country, or there are few who would not make an effort to watch it in its haunts, and endeavour to verify, by the evidence of their own eyes, the interesting details which have been recorded of its habits. I have never myself succeeded in catching a sight of a living specimen, and am therefore reduced to the necessity of quoting the descriptions of others. Family parties of this species visit—1907—a small wood of pine trees in the valley of the Kennet near Theale some winters, as well as other scattered pine-forest lands in the southern counties, and across the Solway and northward it nests in suitable districts.
The beak of this bird was described by Buffon as 'an error and defect of Nature, and a useless deformity.' A less dogmatic but more reliable authority, our fellow countryman Yarrell, has a different view. 'During a series of observations,' he says, 'on the habits and structure of British birds, I have never come across a more interesting or beautiful example of how means adapt to an end than in the beak, tongue, and their muscles of the Crossbill.' No one can read the chapter of British Birds dedicated to the Crossbill (where the skilled author has shown even more than his usual level of research and accurate observation) without readily agreeing with that opinion. Unfortunately, this bird is not commonly found in this country; otherwise, many people would make an effort to observe it in its natural habitat and try to confirm the intriguing details recorded about its behavior. I have never managed to see a live specimen myself, so I have to rely on the descriptions of others. Family groups of this species visit—a small pine forest in the Kennet Valley near Theale during some winters, as well as other scattered pine woodlands in the southern counties, and across the Solway and northward, it nests in suitable areas.
The Crossbill is about the size of the Common Bunting, and, like it and the Hawfinch, is a remarkably stout bird, having a strong bill, a large head, short thick neck, compact ovate body, short feet of considerable strength, rather long wings, and moderately large tail. Its plumage, in which green or red predominates, according to the age of the bird, is much more gaudy than that of our common birds, and approaches that of the Parrots, a tribe which it also resembles in some of its habits. Though only occasional visitors with us, Crossbills are plentiful in Germany, Bavaria, Sweden, and Norway all the year round, and are occasionally mischievous in orchards and gardens, on account of their partiality to the seeds of apples, which they reach by splitting the fruit with one or two blows of their stout bills. Food of this kind, however, they can only obtain in autumn; at other seasons, and, indeed, all the year round in districts remote from orchards, they feed principally on the seeds of various kinds of fir, which they extract from the cone by the joint action of their beak and tongue. The [Pg 104] alder and other trees are also sometimes visited, and they have been noticed to resort to thistles and pick the seeds from them. 'In the autumn of 1821', says Macgillivray, 'when walking from Aberdeen to Elgin, by the way of Glenlivat, and along the Spey, I had the pleasure of observing, near the influx of a tributary of that river, a flock of several hundreds of Crossbills, busily engaged in shelling the seeds of the berries which hung in clusters on a clump of rowan (mountain ash) trees. So intent were they on satisfying their hunger that they seemed not to take the least heed of me; and as I had not a gun, I was content with gazing on them without offering them any molestation. They clung to the twigs in all sorts of positions, and went through the operation of feeding in a quiet and business-like manner, each attending to his own affairs without interfering with his neighbours. It was, indeed, a pleasant sight to see how the little creatures fluttered among the twigs, all in continued action, like so many bees on a cluster of flowers in sunshine after rain.' A writer in the Zoologist thus describes the manœuvres of a flock which he observed in 1849, in the county of Durham: "On the fifteenth of July when taking a drive in the western part of the county, where there are many thousand acres of fir-plantations, I had the good fortune to see a flock of birds cross my path, which appeared to be Crossbills; so, leaving the gig, I followed some distance into a fir-plantation, where, to my great gratification, I found perhaps thirty or more feeding on some Scotch firs. The day being fine, and as they were the first I had seen in a state of wild nature, I watched them for about twenty minutes. Their actions are very graceful while feeding, hanging in every imaginable attitude, peering into the cones, which, if they contain seeds, are instantly severed from the branch; clutched with one foot, they are instantly emptied of their contents, when down they come. So rapidly did they fall, that I could compare it to nothing better than being beneath an oak-tree in autumn, when the acorns are falling in showers about one's head, but that the cones were rather heavier. No sooner are they on the wing than they, one and all, commence a fretful, unhappy, chirl, not unlike the Redpoll's, but louder.' Another writer, in the Magazine of Natural History, thus records his experience: 'From October, 1821, to the middle of May, 1822, Crossbills were very numerous in this county (Suffolk), and, I believe, extended their flight into many parts of England. Large flocks frequented some fir-plantations in this vicinity, from the beginning of November to the following April. I had almost daily opportunities of watching their movements; and so remarkably tame were they, that, when feeding on fir-trees not more than fifteen or twenty feet high, I have often stood in the midst of the flock, unnoticed and unsuspected. I have seen them hundreds of times, when on the larch, cut the cone from the branch with their beak, and, holding it [Pg 105] firmly In both claws, as a hawk would a bird, extract the seeds with the most surprising dexterity and quickness. I do not mean to assert this to be their general habit; but it was very frequently done when feeding on the larch. I have never seen them adopt the like method with cones of the Scotch or other species of pine, which would be too bulky for them to manage. Their method with these, and, of course, most frequently with the larch, was to hold firmly on the cone with their claws; and, while they were busily engaged in this manner, I have captured great numbers; many with a horsehair noose fixed to the end of a fishing-rod, which I managed to slip over their head when they were feeding, and, by drawing it quickly towards the body, I easily secured them; others I took with a limed twig, fixed in such a manner in the end of a rod that, on touching the bird, the twig quickly became disengaged, adhered to the feathers, rendered the wings useless, and caused the poor bird to fall perfectly helpless on the ground. In this manner, in windy weather, I have taken several from the same tree, without causing any suspicion of danger. On warm sunny days, after feeding a considerable time, they would suddenly take wing, and, after flying round for a short time, in full chorus, alight on some lofty tree in the neighbourhood of the plantations, warbling to each other in low pleasing strains. They would also fly from the trees occasionally for the purpose of drinking, their food being of so dry a nature. To captivity they were quickly reconciled, and soon became very familiar. As, at first, I was not aware what food would suit them, I fixed branches of the larch against the sides of the room in which I confined them, and threw them a quantity of the cones on the floor. I found that they not only closely searched the cones on the branches but, in a few days, not one was left in the room that had not been pried into. I gave them canary and hemp-seed; but thinking the cones were both amusement and employment, I continued to furnish them with a plentiful supply. I had about four dozen of them; and frequently, whilst I have been in the room, they would fly down, seize a cone with their beak, carry it to a perch, quickly transfer it to their claws, and in a very short time empty it of its seeds, as I have very many times witnessed to my surprise and amusement.' These accounts are most interesting, yet they are all equally defective in failing to describe the mode in which Buffon's 'useless deformity', the crossed bill, is employed in the work of splitting open a cone This defect is supplied partially by Mr. Townson's description, quoted by Yarrell, and partly by the latter author in his own words. 'Their mode of operation is thus:—They first fix themselves across the cone, then bring the points of the mandibles from their crossed or lateral position, to be immediately over each other. In this reduced compass they insinuate their beaks between the scales, and then, opening them—not in the usual manner, but [Pg 106] by drawing the inferior mandible sideways—force open the scales.' "'At this stage', Yarrell proceeds to say, 'the end of the tongue becomes necessary; and this organ is no less admirably adapted for the service required.... While the points of the beak press the scale from the body of the cone, the tongue is enabled to direct and insert its cutting scoop underneath the seed, and the food thus dislodged is transferred to the mouth; and when the mandibles are separated laterally in this operation the bird has an uninterrupted view of the seed in the cavity with the eye on that side to which the under mandible is curved.'"
The Crossbill is about the size of the Common Bunting, and like it and the Hawfinch, it is a surprisingly stout bird. It has a strong bill, a large head, a short thick neck, a compact oval body, short but strong feet, relatively long wings, and a moderately large tail. Its plumage is much more colorful than that of our common birds, featuring predominant green or red hues that vary with the bird's age, resembling that of the Parrots, a group it also shares some habits with. Although they only visit us occasionally, Crossbills are plentiful year-round in Germany, Bavaria, Sweden, and Norway, and can be a nuisance in orchards and gardens due to their preference for apple seeds, which they access by splitting the fruit open with a few strikes of their strong bills. This type of food is mainly available in autumn; during other seasons, and throughout the year in areas far from orchards, they primarily eat the seeds of various fir trees, extracting them from cones using a combination of their beak and tongue. The [Pg 104] alder and other trees are also sometimes visited, and they've been known to pick seeds from thistles. "In the autumn of 1821," says Macgillivray, "while walking from Aberdeen to Elgin via Glenlivat and along the Spey, I had the pleasure of observing a flock of several hundred Crossbills near the confluence of a tributary of that river, busy shelling seeds from clusters of berries hanging on a group of rowan (mountain ash) trees. They were so focused on their food that they seemed completely unaware of me. Without a gun, I was content to just watch them without disturbing them. They clung to the twigs in various positions and fed methodically, each focusing on its own task without bothering its neighbors. It was truly a delightful sight to see these little creatures flitting among the twigs, constantly active like bees around a cluster of flowers in the sunshine after rain." A writer in the Zoologist describes a flock he observed in 1849, in Durham County: "On July 15, while driving in the western part of the county, where there are thousands of acres of fir plantations, I was fortunate enough to see a flock of birds cross my path that looked like Crossbills. I left the gig and followed them some distance into a fir plantation, where, to my great satisfaction, I found about thirty or more feeding on some Scotch firs. The day was fine, and since these were the first I had seen in the wild, I watched them for about twenty minutes. Their feeding actions were very graceful, hanging in every imaginable position, peering into the cones, which, if they had seeds, they would quickly snip off the branch; held with one foot, they would empty them out quickly as they fell. The cones fell so fast that it reminded me of being under an oak tree in autumn when acorns rain down, though the cones were a bit heavier. As soon as they took flight, they all started a loud, unhappy chirl, not unlike the Redpoll's call." Another writer in the Magazine of Natural History shares his experience: "From October 1821 to mid-May 1822, Crossbills were very numerous in Suffolk, and I believe spread their flight across many parts of England. Large flocks visited some fir plantations near me from early November to the following April. I had almost daily chances to observe their behavior, and they were so remarkably tame that while feeding on fir trees only fifteen to twenty feet high, I would often stand amidst the flock, unnoticed. I saw them countless times take the cone from the branch with their beaks, holding it firmly in both claws like a hawk with its prey, and extract the seeds with incredible speed and dexterity. I'm not saying this was their general behavior, but it frequently happened when they were feeding on the larch. I never saw them use this method on cones of Scotch or other pine species, as those were too bulky for them. With these, and mostly with the larch, they held the cone tightly with their claws; while they were busy doing this, I caught many of them, some with a horsehair noose attached to a fishing rod, which I was able to slip over their heads while they fed, and by pulling it back, I could easily secure them. Others I caught with a limed twig set up at the end of a rod, so that when the bird touched it, the twig quickly slipped off and stuck to the feathers, making the wings useless and causing the bird to fall helplessly to the ground. I caught several this way from the same tree without raising any alarm. On warm sunny days, after feeding for a while, they would suddenly take off, and after a short flight, land on a tall tree near the plantations, singing to each other in soft, pleasant tones. They would also occasionally fly down from the trees to drink, as their food was quite dry. They quickly adjusted to captivity and became quite friendly. At first, unsure of what food they would like, I placed branches of larch against the sides of the room where I kept them and scattered some cones on the floor. I found that they carefully searched the cones on the branches, and within a few days, not a single cone in the room was left unexamined. I provided them with canary seeds and hemp seeds, but thinking the cones offered both amusement and activity, I kept a plentiful supply. I had about four dozen of them, and often while I was in the room, they would fly down, grab a cone with their beak, carry it to a perch, quickly transfer it to their claws, and in no time, empty it of seeds, which I found surprising and entertaining." These accounts are fascinating, yet they all fail to detail how Buffon's "useless deformity," the crossed bill, is used to split open a cone. This gap is partially filled by Mr. Townson's description quoted by Yarrell, and partly by Yarrell himself. "Their method is as follows: They first position themselves across the cone, then bring the points of their mandibles from their crossed or side position to be directly over one another. In this tighter formation, they slip their beaks between the scales, and then, instead of opening them in the usual manner, they draw the lower mandible sideways to force open the scales." "'At this stage,'" Yarrell continues, "'the tip of the tongue becomes essential; this organ is excellently designed for the task at hand.... While the tips of the beak push the scale away from the cone's body, the tongue can guide and insert its cutting scoop underneath the seed, and the dislodged food is transferred to the mouth; and when the mandibles are separated laterally during this process, the bird has an unhindered view of the seed in the cavity with the eye on the side where the lower mandible is curved.'"
The beak of the Crossbill then, far from being a defect in the organization of the bird, is a perfect implement always at its owner's command, faultless alike in design and execution, and exquisitely adapted to its work, not an easy one, of performing, by a single process, the office of splitting, opening, and securing the contents of a fir-cone, and he must be a bold man who could venture to suggest an improvement in its mechanism.
The beak of the Crossbill, instead of being a flaw in the bird's design, is a remarkable tool that's always ready for use, perfectly crafted in both design and function. It's finely tuned for a challenging task: splitting, opening, and holding the seeds of a fir cone all in one motion. Anyone who dares to suggest a way to improve its mechanism would have to be very brave.
It has been observed that young birds in the nest have not their mandibles crossed, and at this period such an arrangement would be useless, as they are dependent for food on the parent birds. It has also been observed that the side on which the upper mandible crosses the lower varies in different individuals; in some it descends on the right side of the lower mandible, in others on the left. The bird appears to have no choice in the matter, but whatever direction it takes at first, the same it always retains.
It has been noticed that young birds in the nest don’t have their beaks crossed, and at this stage, that kind of setup would be pointless since they rely on their parents for food. It's also been noticed that which side of the lower beak the upper beak crosses on varies among different birds; in some, it crosses on the right side, while in others, it crosses on the left. The bird doesn’t seem to have a say in this; whatever direction it takes first, it keeps for good.
The nest of the Crossbill is constructed of slender twigs of fir and coarse dry grass, and lined with fine grass and a few hairs, and concealed among the upper branches of a Scotch fir.
The Crossbill's nest is made of thin fir twigs and rough dry grass, lined with soft grass and a few hairs, and hidden among the upper branches of a Scots pine.
The Two-barred (or White-winged) Crossbill (Loxia bifasciata) is only a rare straggler in winter to this country.
The Two-barred (or White-winged) Crossbill (Loxia bifasciata) is just a rare visitor in winter to this country.
EMBERIZA MILIARIA
Though called the Common Bunting, this bird is by no means so abundant in England as the Yellow Bunting; its name, however, is not misapplied, as it appears to be the most generally diffused of the family, being found all over the European continent, in the islands of the Mediterranean, in Asia Minor, and the north of Africa. In the latter district it appears as a bird of passage in November; and about Martinmas it is so abundant as to become a staple article of food. At this season, all the trees in the public [Pg 107] roads and squares of the villages are literally covered with these birds. Macgillivray informs us that it is more abundant in the outer Hebrides than in any other part of the country he has visited; and that it is there generally known by the name of Sparrow. In England it is a constant resident; but as it is much more abundant in autumn and winter than in summer, it probably receives accessions to its numbers from the north. From its habit of congregating in large flocks in the winter and alighting on arable land to feed, after the manner of the Skylark, it is sometimes called 'Lark Bunting', and, from its favourite food, 'Corn Bunting'. It builds its nest in a tuft of grass, often under the shelter of briers or a low bush, constructing it of dry grass with a lining of hair. Its song, which is harsh and unmelodious, consists of a number of short repetitions of the same note, terminating with a long one lower in tone, and is generally uttered by the bird perched the while on some slight elevation, such as a stone or the topmost twig of a furze-bush. On first rising, it allows its legs to drop as if broken.
Though known as the Common Bunting, this bird isn't nearly as widespread in England as the Yellow Bunting. Its name is fitting, as it seems to be the most broadly distributed member of its family, found all across Europe, in the Mediterranean islands, in Asia Minor, and the northern part of Africa. In Africa, it migrates through in November, and around Martinmas, it becomes so numerous that it is a common food source. During this time, all the trees along the public roads and in the squares of villages are literally filled with these birds. Macgillivray mentions that it is more plentiful in the outer Hebrides than in any other area he has visited, where it is commonly referred to as the Sparrow. In England, it is a permanent resident, but since it is much more numerous in autumn and winter than in summer, it likely gets an influx of new birds from the north. Due to its tendency to gather in large flocks during the winter and its behavior of feeding on cultivated land like the Skylark, it is sometimes called 'Lark Bunting,' and because of its preferred food, 'Corn Bunting.' It builds its nest in grass clumps, often sheltered by brambles or a low bush, using dry grass and lining it with hair. Its song is harsh and unmelodious, made up of several short repetitions of the same note, ending with a longer, lower note, usually sung while perched on a slight elevation, like a stone or the tip of a furze bush. When it first takes off, it lets its legs drop as if they are broken.
EMBERIZA CITRINÉLLA
This familiar and pretty bird appears to be generally diffused throughout all parts of the country, except the mountains. With its bright yellow head and breast it can scarcely fail to attract the attention of those even who are least observant of birds, and being by no means shy it will allow itself to be examined from a short distance. It may often be detected by its bright yellow plumage among the leaves of a hedge, neither fluttering nor hunting for food, but apparently waiting to be admired. As we approach within a few yards it darts out into the lane with rapid flight, displaying the white feathers of its tail, with tawny tail-coverts, perches on another twig some fifty yards in advance, and, after one or two such manœuvres, wheels away with rapid flight uttering two or three short notes as it passes over our head. In summer, especially during the hot afternoons of July, when most other birds have closed their concert for the season, it loves to perch on the top of a furze bush or other shrub, and repeat its simple song. This consists of about a dozen short notes, rapidly repeated and closed by a longer note, which I believe to be a musical minor third below. Sometimes this last note is preceded by another [Pg 108] which is a third above. The effect is in some measure plaintive, and gives the idea that the bird is preferring a petition. In Devonshire it goes by the names of 'Little-bread-and-no-cheese', and 'Gladdy'. Of the latter name I do not know the origin; that of the former is clear enough; for if the words 'A little bit of bread and no cheese' be chanted rapidly in one note, descending at the word 'cheese, chee-ese', the performance, both in matter and style, will bear a close resemblance to the bird's song. It has been noticed that the song of the Yellow Hammer may always be heard about three o'clock in the afternoon.
This familiar and pretty bird seems to be widespread across the country, except in the mountains. With its bright yellow head and chest, it’s hard not to notice it, even for those who aren’t particularly observant of birds. It’s not shy at all, allowing people to observe it from a short distance. You can often spot it by its bright yellow feathers among the leaves of a hedge, not flapping around or foraging for food, but seemingly just waiting for admiration. As we get within a few yards, it darts into the lane with quick flight, showcasing the white feathers of its tail and its tawny tail-coverts, landing on another twig about fifty yards ahead. After a couple of such moves, it takes off quickly, issuing two or three short notes as it flies over us. In summer, especially during the hot afternoons of July when most other birds have stopped singing for the season, it enjoys perching on top of a gorse bush or other shrub, repeating its simple song. This consists of about a dozen short notes, rapidly repeated and ending with a longer note, which I believe is a musical minor third below. Sometimes this last note is preceded by another note that is a third above. The overall effect is somewhat plaintive, giving the impression that the bird is making a request. In Devonshire, it’s known by the names 'Little-bread-and-no-cheese' and 'Gladdy.' I don’t know the origin of the latter name, but the former is quite clear; if you chant the words 'A little bit of bread and no cheese' quickly in one note, descending on the word 'cheese, chee-ese', the result closely resembles the bird's song. It has been noted that you can always hear the song of the Yellow Hammer around three o'clock in the afternoon.
In winter, Yellow Hammers assemble in large flocks, often mixed with other hard-billed birds, and resort to ploughed fields, or rick-yards. Macgillivray describes with singular accuracy their movements on these occasions. "When the ground is covered with snow, they congregate about houses, and frequent cornyards along with other birds, retiring to the trees and hedges in the vicinity when alarmed. Their flight is undulated, light, strong, and graceful, and they alight abruptly, jerking out their tail-feathers. It is indeed surprising to see with what velocity they descend at once from a considerable height, to settle on the twigs of a tree which had attracted their notice as they were flying over it, and with what dexterity all the individuals of a flock perch in their selected places."
In winter, Yellow Hammers gather in large groups, often mixed with other birds with strong beaks, and they flock to plowed fields or barns. Macgillivray accurately describes how they behave during these times. "When the ground is covered in snow, they gather around homes and hang out in cornfields with other birds, retreating to nearby trees and hedges when they feel threatened. Their flight is wavy, light, strong, and graceful, and they land suddenly, flicking their tail feathers. It's amazing to see how quickly they drop from a good height to settle on the branches of a tree that caught their eye while flying overhead, and how skillfully all the birds in a flock land in their chosen spots."
The nest and eggs of the Yellow Hammer resemble those of the Common Bunting, but are smaller. The nest is most frequently placed close to the ground, or actually on the ground, among grass on the skirt of a meadow. Yarrell suggested that the name 'Yellow Hammer' should be written 'Yellow Ammer'—the word Ammer being a well-known German term for Bunting.
The nest and eggs of the Yellow Hammer look similar to those of the Common Bunting, but they're smaller. The nest is usually found close to the ground, or even right on the ground, among grass at the edge of a meadow. Yarrell proposed that the name 'Yellow Hammer' should be written as 'Yellow Ammer'—with 'Ammer' being a well-known German term for Bunting.
Collectors of eggs should carefully avoid cleaning the eggs of the Buntings, as the dark colouring matter with which they are blotched is easily rubbed off with a damp cloth.
Collectors of eggs should be careful not to clean the eggs of the Buntings, as the dark coloring that blotches them can be easily wiped away with a damp cloth.
EMBERÍZA CIRLUS
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With the exception of its black chin and throat, this bird closely resembles the Yellow Hammer. Its habits, too, are much the same, so that little can be said of it which does not equally apply to its congener. It appears, however, to be much less patient of cold, and is consequently mostly confined to the southern counties of England, from Cornwall to Kent, and in the valley of the Thames. In the south of Europe, in the islands of the Mediterranean, and in Asia Minor, it is said to replace the Yellow Hammer, which is far less common. It is in the habit of perching higher than the Yellow Hammer, and is said to be partial to elm-trees. The present editor knows of its nesting recently in Hertfordshire.
Aside from its black chin and throat, this bird looks a lot like the Yellow Hammer. Its behaviors are pretty much the same, so not much can be said about it that doesn’t also apply to its relative. However, it seems to be much less tolerant of cold, which is why it’s mostly found in the southern counties of England, from Cornwall to Kent, and along the Thames Valley. In southern Europe, the Mediterranean islands, and Asia Minor, it’s said to take the place of the Yellow Hammer, which is much rarer. It also tends to perch higher than the Yellow Hammer and is said to prefer elm trees. The current editor knows of it nesting recently in Hertfordshire.
EMBERÍZA SCHŒNICLUS
Wherever there is water, in the shape of a lake, canal, or river, lined by bushes and rushes, there the Black-headed Bunting is pretty sure to be seen at most seasons of the year. The male is strongly marked by his black head and white collar; the head of the female is of the same colour as the body; but the white collar, of a less bright hue, she shares with her mate. 'Reed Bunting' and 'Reed Sparrow' are other names for the same bird. In summer it rarely quits the vicinity of water. At this season its food consists of various seeds and insects; but on the approach of winter it either forms small parties, or joins itself on to flocks of Yellow Hammers, Sparrows, and Finches, and visits the stack-yards in search of grain. It builds its nest in low bushes, or among aquatic plants, very near the ground, employing bents, bits of straw, reeds, etc., and lining it with hair. The eggs are four or five in number, of a dull, livid purple colour, marked with irregular curves or blotches of darker purple, which remind one of the figure of the lines, so often seen on bramble leaves, made by leaf-eating grubs. Its note resembles that of the other Buntings, and is pleasant from its association with walks by the river's side rather than for tone or melody. In Scotland the Reed Bunting is migratory, repairing southwards in October and returning in March.
Wherever there’s water—like a lake, canal, or river—surrounded by bushes and reeds, you’re likely to spot the Black-headed Bunting for most of the year. The male stands out with his black head and white collar, while the female's head matches her body color, though she shares a less bright version of the white collar with her mate. It's also known as the 'Reed Bunting' or 'Reed Sparrow.' In summer, it hardly leaves areas near water. During this time, it eats various seeds and insects, but when winter approaches, it either forms small groups or joins flocks of Yellow Hammers, Sparrows, and Finches to forage for grain in stack-yards. It builds its nest low in bushes or among water plants, very close to the ground, using bents, bits of straw, and reeds, and lines it with hair. The eggs are usually four or five, dull purple with irregular darker purple markings, resembling the patterns created by leaf-eating grubs on bramble leaves. Its call is similar to other Buntings and is more enjoyable due to the memories of walks by the river than for its sound or melody. In Scotland, the Reed Bunting migrates, heading south in October and returning in March.
PLECTROPHENAX NIVALIS
This, though a northern bird also, does not confine itself so closely to the Arctic regions as the preceding species; but is of common occurrence in many parts of Scotland during autumn and winter and later in the season in various parts of England. Macgillivray, whose acquaintance with British birds, especially those of Scotland, was very accurate, was inclined to the opinion that the Snow Bunting or Snow-flake breeds on the higher Grampians, having observed a specimen on a mountain of this range so early as the fourth of August, while the migratory flocks do not appear until two months later. "About the end of October it makes its appearance along the coasts or on the higher grounds of the south of Scotland, and about the same period in the south of England, although it is there of much less frequent occurrence. Assembled in large straggling flocks, or scattered in small detachments, these birds may be seen flying rather low along the shore, somewhat in the manner of Larks, moving in an undulating line by means of repeated flappings and short intervals of cessation, and uttering a soft and rather low cry, consisting of a few mellow notes, not unlike those of the Common Linnet, but intermixed at times with a sort of stifled scream or churr. When they have found a fitting place, they wheel suddenly round, and alight rather abruptly, on which occasion the white of the wings and tail becomes very conspicuous. They run with great celerity along the sand, not by hops, like the Sparrows and Finches, but in a manner resembling that of the Larks and Pipits; and when thus occupied, it is not in general difficult to approach them, so that specimens are easily procured. At intervals they make excursions into the neighbouring fields, alight in cornyards, at barn-doors, or even on the roads, where they obtain seeds of oats, wheat, and weeds, which I have found in them. In the villages along the coast of Lothian, they are sometimes, in spring, nearly as common as Sparrows, and almost as familiar. About the middle of April, or sometimes a week later, these birds disappear and betake themselves to their summer residence." Its habits, as observed in England, are similar; but the flocks are generally smaller. In the Arctic regions, it is abundant from the middle or end of April to the end of September. Its nest is composed of dry grass, neatly lined with deer's hair and a few feathers, and is generally fixed in the crevice of a rock or in a loose pile of timber or stones. In spring it feeds principally on the buds of Saxifraga oppositifolia, one of the earliest of the Arctic plants; during winter, on grass seeds. Peculiar interest [Pg 111] attaches to the Snow Bunting, from the fact that it is (according to Linnæus) the only living animal that has been seen two thousand feet above the line of perpetual snow in the Lapland Alps. Mention of it frequently occurs in books of Arctic travels. I must not omit to state that the specimens obtained in Great Britain vary so considerably in the proportions of white and tawny in their plumage, that there were at one time considered to be three several species. In Norfolk, I have seen them in severe weather flocking with Larks, among which they make themselves so conspicuous by the white portion of their plumage, as to be popularly known by the name of 'White-winged Larks'.
This bird, while also from the north, doesn’t stick solely to the Arctic regions like the previous species. Instead, it can be commonly found in many areas of Scotland during autumn and winter, and later in the season in various parts of England. Macgillivray, who had a strong knowledge of British birds, particularly those in Scotland, believed that the Snow Bunting or Snow-flake breeds in the higher Grampians, having spotted a specimen on a mountain in that range as early as August 4th, while the migrating flocks don’t show up until two months later. "Around the end of October, it arrives along the coasts or in the highlands of southern Scotland, and similarly in southern England, though it’s much less common there. Found in large, scattered flocks or small groups, these birds fly relatively low along the shore, similar to Larks, moving in a wavy line with repeated flaps and short pauses, making a soft, low cry that consists of a few mellow notes, somewhat like the Common Linnet, but occasionally mixed with a stifled scream or churr. When they find a suitable spot, they suddenly change direction and land abruptly, revealing the bright white under their wings and tail. They run quickly along the sand, not hopping like Sparrows and Finches, but moving like Larks and Pipits; and when they’re doing this, it’s usually not hard to approach them, making it easy to catch some. Occasionally, they venture into nearby fields, landing in cornfields, at barn doors, or even on roads, where they find seeds of oats, wheat, and weeds, which I have discovered in them. In coastal villages of Lothian, they can be almost as common as Sparrows in spring and quite familiar. By mid-April, or sometimes a week later, these birds vanish to return to their summer homes." Their behavior observed in England is similar, though the flocks tend to be smaller. In the Arctic, they are plentiful from mid or late April to the end of September. Their nests are made of dry grass, carefully lined with deer hair and a few feathers, usually found in the crevices of rocks or in loose piles of lumber or stones. In spring, they primarily feed on the buds of Saxifraga oppositifolia, one of the first Arctic plants to blossom; during winter, they eat grass seeds. The Snow Bunting is particularly interesting because, according to Linnæus, it is the only living animal seen at two thousand feet above the permanent snow line in the Lapland Alps. It’s frequently mentioned in books about Arctic exploration. I should mention that specimens found in Great Britain vary greatly in the amount of white and tawny in their feathers to the point that they were once thought to be three different species. In Norfolk, I have observed them flocking with Larks in severe weather, where their white plumage makes them stand out, earning them the nickname 'White-winged Larks'.
CALCARIUS LAPPÓNICUS
This bird, as its name denotes, is an inhabitant of high northern latitudes; and its occurrence in this country is very rare. A few only have been shot, in places remote from each other; and in the year 1843, a female was captured by a bird-catcher near Milnthorpe, in Westmoreland, and kept for some time in an aviary, where it soon became friendly with its companions and took its daily meal of rape, canary, or hemp seeds, and now and then a sprinkling of oats, with apparent satisfaction. In the Arctic regions it inhabits hilly and mountainous districts, and spends most of its time on the ground, where it runs in the manner of Larks, and where also it builds its nest. The male is said to have a pleasing song, combining that of the Skylark and of the Linnet.
This bird, as its name suggests, lives in the far northern regions, and it's very rare to find it in this country. Only a few have been shot in different locations. In 1843, a female was captured by a bird-catcher near Milnthorpe in Westmoreland and was kept for a while in an aviary. It quickly got along with its companions and enjoyed its daily meals of rape, canary, or hemp seeds, with occasional oats, seeming quite satisfied. In the Arctic, it lives in hilly and mountainous areas, spending most of its time on the ground where it runs like Larks and also builds its nest. The male is said to have a beautiful song that combines the melodies of the Skylark and the Linnet.
MOTACILLA ALBA
This species has bred in England more frequently than has been supposed. It is not uncommon in Cornwall in spring, and indeed [Pg 112] it visits many of our English counties. Its nest has been found in such odd places as a Sand Martin's burrow and the middle of a strawberry bed. The present editor has seen it nesting among the spraying branches of a Virginian creeper growing over trellis work. A beautiful little bird it is.
This species has bred in England more often than people thought. It’s not rare in Cornwall during spring, and actually [Pg 112] it goes to many of our English counties. Its nest has been found in unusual spots like a Sand Martin's burrow and the middle of a strawberry bed. The current editor has seen it nesting among the sprawling branches of a Virginia creeper growing on trellis work. It’s a beautiful little bird.
MOTACILLA LÚGUBRIS
The Pied Wagtail or Dishwasher is a familiar and favourite bird, best known by its habit of frequenting the banks of ponds and streams, where it runs, not hops about, picking insects from the herbage, and frequently rising with a short jerking flight, to capture some winged insect, which its quick eye has detected hovering in the air. Its simple song consists of but few notes, but the tone is sweet and pleasing, and is frequently heard when the bird is cleaving its way through the air with its peculiar flight, in which it describes a series of arcs, as if it were every instant on the point of alighting, but had altered its mind. While hunting for food, it keeps its tail in perpetual motion. It shows little fear of man, and frequently approaches his dwelling. It may often be noticed running rapidly along the tiles or thatch of a country house, and it not unfrequently takes its station on the point of a gable, or the ridge of the roof, and rehearses its song again and again. Very frequently, too, it perches in trees, especially such as are in the vicinity of ponds. Next to watery places, it delights in newly-ploughed fields, and hunts for insects on the ground, utterly fearless of the ploughman and his implements. A newly-mown garden lawn is another favourite resort; so also is a meadow in which cows are feeding, and to these it is most serviceable, running in and out between their legs, and catching, in a short time, an incredible number of flies. The country scarcely furnishes a prettier sight than that afforded by a family of Wagtails on the short grass of a park, in July or August. A party of five or six imperfectly fledged birds may often be seen scattered over a small space of ground, running about with great activity, and picking up insects, while the parent birds perform short aërial journeys above and around them, frequently alighting, and transferring from their own mouths to those of their offspring, each in its turn, the insects they have just captured. They are at all times sociably disposed, being seen sometimes in small parties, and sometimes in large flocks. It has been noticed that when one of a [Pg 113] party has been wounded by a discharge from a gun, another has flown down as if to aid it, or sympathize with it. Advantage is taken of this habit by bird-catchers in France. It is the custom to tie Wagtails by their feet to the clap nets, and make them struggle violently and utter cries of pain when a flight of the same kind of birds is seen approaching; these stop their flight, and alighting are caught in large numbers for the spit, their flesh, it is said, being very delicate. They share, too, with Swallows the praise of being among the first to announce to other birds the approach of a Hawk, and join with them in mobbing and driving it away.
The Pied Wagtail, also known as the Dishwasher, is a well-known and beloved bird, recognized for its behavior of staying around ponds and streams, where it runs instead of hopping, picking insects from the grass. It often takes short, quick flights to catch flying insects that its keen eye spots in the air. Its simple song has just a few notes, but it’s sweet and pleasant, often heard when the bird is flying with its unique style, which resembles a series of arcs, as if it's constantly about to land but then changes its mind. While searching for food, it keeps its tail constantly moving. It shows little fear of humans and often comes close to our homes. You can often see it darting quickly along the tiles or thatch of a country house, and it frequently perches on the tip of a gable or the ridge of a roof, singing repeatedly. It often sits in trees, especially near ponds. Besides watery places, it enjoys newly-plowed fields, searching for insects on the ground without fear of farmers or their tools. A freshly-mowed garden lawn is another favorite spot for it, as is a meadow with grazing cows, where it dartingly moves in and out between their legs, catching a remarkable number of flies in no time. In July or August, there are few sights more charming than a family of Wagtails on the short grass of a park. A group of five or six young birds that haven’t fully fledged can often be seen scattered over a small area, moving around energetically and picking up insects, while the parent birds make short aerial trips above and around them, frequently landing to feed their offspring by transferring insects from their own mouths to theirs, one at a time. They are social birds, often seen in small groups or larger flocks. It has been noted that if one member of a group gets shot, another will fly down as if to help or empathize. Bird-catchers in France take advantage of this behavior. They tie Wagtails by their feet to nets, making them struggle and cry out in pain when they see a flock of the same species approaching; this causes the other birds to stop and land, becoming easy targets for capture. Their flesh is said to be quite delicate. Wagtails, like Swallows, are also among the first to alert other birds to the approach of a Hawk and join forces to mob and drive it away.
About the middle of April, the Pied Wagtail begins to build its nest. This is usually placed in a hole in a bank or hedge, among stones, or in the hollow of a tree; it is composed of dry grass and withered leaves, mixed with moss, and lined with wool, hair, and a few feathers. It is a compact and solid structure, capable of protecting the eggs and young from the damp soil, but is not generally concealed with much art; and hence perhaps it is frequently selected by the Cuckoo, to lay an egg in.
Around mid-April, the Pied Wagtail starts building its nest. This is usually situated in a hole in a bank or hedge, among stones, or in the hollow of a tree. It's made of dry grass and dead leaves, mixed with moss, and lined with wool, hair, and a few feathers. It’s a sturdy and solid structure that protects the eggs and chicks from the damp ground, but it isn't typically hidden very well; this might be why it’s often chosen by the Cuckoo to lay an egg in.
Towards autumn, Pied Wagtails for the most part migrate southwards. In the midland counties they may be often observed in large companies, in October, halting for a few days wherever food is abundant, and then suddenly disappearing; after which only a few stragglers are seen until the spring. They return northwards about the beginning of March. In the extreme south of England they are numerous all the year round; but as many instances have occurred of their alighting on a ship at sea, it is probable that the majority migrate to some southern climate, where the ponds do not freeze and gnats gambol at Christmas.
Towards autumn, Pied Wagtails mostly head south for migration. In the midlands, you can often see them in large groups in October, stopping for a few days wherever food is plentiful, and then suddenly disappearing; after that, only a few stragglers remain until spring. They start their journey back north around early March. In the far south of England, they're common all year round; however, since there have been many cases of them landing on ships at sea, it's likely that most migrate to a warmer climate, where ponds don't freeze and gnats are active at Christmas.
MOTACILLA MELANÓPE
Grey Wagtail is not a very happy name for this bird, as the bright yellow of its neck and breast are far more conspicuous than the more sober grey of the head and back; yet, as there are other claimants for the more appropriate names 'Yellow', and Grey-headed, the young observer must be cautious while reading the descriptions of the several members of the family, or he may possibly fall into error. The Grey Wagtail is among the most elegant and graceful of British birds, and in delicacy of colouring is surpassed by few. Its habits are much the same as those of the Pied Wagtail, but it is even lighter and more active in its movements. [Pg 114] It is less frequently observed away from water than that species, and though, like it, not altogether a permanent resident in England, it visits us at the opposite season, coming in autumn, and retiring northwards in spring. It does not seem often to go so far north as Inverness-shire, but is regularly seen about Edinburgh in winter; and, on the other hand, it breeds yearly in the southern counties of England during summer, as on the streams which flow from Dartmoor. This partial migration seems to be characteristic of the family, and is difficult to account for. Why out of a certain number of birds of the same species, some should annually travel southwards, to supply the place of individuals belonging to an allied species, who have travelled yet further to the south, and why, on the reappearance of the latter in spring, the first should return to their northern haunts, are questions more easily asked than answered.
The Grey Wagtail isn't a happy name for this bird, as the bright yellow of its neck and breast stands out much more than the dull grey of its head and back. However, since there are other contenders for names like 'Yellow' and 'Grey-headed,' young observers need to be careful when reading descriptions of the various members of the family, or they might make mistakes. The Grey Wagtail is one of the most elegant and graceful birds in Britain, and in terms of coloring, few can compare. Its habits are similar to those of the Pied Wagtail, but it is even lighter and more agile in its movements. [Pg 114] It is less commonly seen away from water than that species, and although it isn't entirely a permanent resident in England, it arrives in the autumn and heads north in the spring. It doesn't often travel as far north as Inverness-shire, but it's regularly spotted around Edinburgh in winter. On the other hand, it breeds every summer in the southern counties of England, like the streams that flow from Dartmoor. This partial migration seems to be a characteristic of the family and is hard to explain. It's puzzling why a certain number of birds of the same species would travel south each year, taking the place of individuals of a related species that have gone even further south, and why, when the latter return in the spring, the first ones go back to their northern homes—these are questions that are easier to ask than to answer.
The Grey Wagtail has been repeatedly observed to indulge in a fancy which might well obtain for it the name of 'window-bird'. The first recorded instance occurs in an early number of the Zoologist, where it is stated, that every morning for a period of between three and four months, from the beginning of October to the end of January, a Grey Wagtail came to the window of a country house as soon as the blinds were drawn up, and darted against the panes of glass, pecking with its beak as if it saw some object. It would then retire, and after a pause repeat the operation, but from what motive no one could conjecture. A lady writes to me from Dewlish House, Dorsetshire: 'We are constantly being disturbed by a yellow-breasted Water-Wagtail, which comes tapping at the windows or skylights, from the first streak of light till evening. What may be his object no one can say. It is too cold at present (March) for flies or spiders, and, had there been any hybernating there he would have eaten them long ago, he comes so frequently. When, on going upstairs, or when sitting down in my room, I hear this loud repeated tapping, it is vain for me to open the window and try to entice him in with crumbs; he does not even notice them. This morning he woke me at about four o'clock. You would have said, 'Some one rapping at my window as a signal that I must get up. An old servant tells me, "Ah, 'twere just the same last spring, when the family were in London; they say that it do mean something."'
The Grey Wagtail has often been seen acting in a way that could easily earn it the nickname 'window-bird.' The earliest recorded instance appears in an early edition of the Zoologist, which mentions that every morning for about three to four months, from early October to the end of January, a Grey Wagtail would come to the window of a countryside house as soon as the blinds were lifted. It would dart against the glass panes, pecking as if it spotted something. Then it would back off and after a moment, repeat the behavior, though nobody could figure out why. A lady from Dewlish House, Dorsetshire, wrote to me: 'We're constantly interrupted by a yellow-breasted Water-Wagtail that taps on the windows or skylights from dawn until evening. No one knows what it wants. It's too cold right now (March) for flies or spiders, and if there were any hibernating here, he would have caught them long ago, given how often he comes by. When I go upstairs or sit down in my room and hear this loud, repeated tapping, it's pointless to open the window and try to lure him in with crumbs; he completely ignores them. This morning he woke me up around four o'clock. You would have thought someone was knocking at my window, signaling me to get up. An old servant tells me, "Ah, it was just the same last spring when the family was in London; they say it means something."'
The Grey Wagtail does not commonly build its nest in the southern counties of England, although instances have occurred. It prefers hilly and rocky districts. More frequently it repairs in spring to the north of England and south of Scotland, and builds its nest on the ground, or in the hole of a bank, or between large stones, and never at any great distance from the water. It is composed of stems and blades of grass, mixed with moss and wool, and lined with wool, hair and feathers. [Pg 115]
The Grey Wagtail doesn't usually build its nest in the southern counties of England, though there have been some cases. It prefers hilly and rocky areas. More often, it migrates to the north of England and the south of Scotland in spring, where it builds its nest on the ground, in a bank's hole, or between large stones, always close to water. The nest is made from stems and grass blades, mixed with moss and wool, and lined with wool, hair, and feathers. [Pg 115]
MOTACILLA FLAVA
This, one of the common Yellow Wagtails of the Continent, is a rare visitor in this country. Its habits, nest, and eggs, closely resemble those of the next species. It is the Bergeronette printanière ('Little shepherdess of the Spring') of the French, a pretty name, suggested by the habit, common to all the genus, of resorting to sheepfolds for the sake of feeding on the flies with which such places abound.
This, one of the common Yellow Wagtails found in Europe, is a rare sight in this country. Its behavior, nest, and eggs are very similar to those of the next species. It’s known as the Bergeronette printanière ('Little shepherdess of the Spring') in French, a lovely name inspired by the common habit of this genus to hang around sheep pens to feed on the flies that are plentiful in those areas.
MOTACILLA RAII
Ray's Wagtail, the third of the Yellow Wagtails placed on the list of British birds, is, next to the Pied, the best known species, being a regular summer visitor, and everywhere tolerably common. It is said by most authors to frequent the water rather less than the other species, and to prefer fields of peas and tares, open downs and sheep pastures; but, as far as my own observation goes, I have seen it far more frequently near water than elsewhere, and if I wished to observe its habits, I should repair to the nearest canal or river, in the certain expectation of seeing a pair hunting among the aquatic weeds for their food, running along the sandy or muddy shore, perching on the broad leaves of the water-lily, and chasing each other with dipping flight through the air. I am inclined to believe that, though it may have often been noticed in dry pastures and stony places, yet that when so circumstanced, it is only engaged on an exploring expedition from its watery haunts; for it is scarcely possible that a bird so thoroughly at home in a weedy pond, can ever be long absent from such a locality from choice. Its habits are precisely similar to those of the Pied Wagtail, except that it visits us in the summer exclusively, retiring southwards in autumn. It may often also be seen in company with that species. Besides its call-note, which consists of two shrill notes, the second of which is a musical tone lower than the first, it has a short and exceedingly sweet song, something like that of the Redbreast when at its best. This I have heard it utter whilst it was perched on a low bush overhanging a pond. Its nest was probably somewhere in the neighbourhood, for when disturbed it flew to a short distance only, alighted on another [Pg 116] twig and repeated its warble again. This was in the first week in May, and is the only occasion on which I ever heard it really sing. The nest resembles that of the Pied Wagtail, and is placed on the ground, usually in pea-fields. The popular name Washerwoman belongs to the whole family. The corresponding term, Lavandière, is also found in France, and was given from the fanciful similarity between the beating of the water with its tail by the bird while tripping along the leaves of a water-lily, and the beating of linen in the water by washerwomen, a custom still existing in France, and some parts of England and Ireland.
Ray's Wagtail, the third of the Yellow Wagtails on the list of British birds, is, next to the Pied, the most well-known species, being a regular summer visitor and generally quite common. Most authors claim it hangs out near water less than the other species and prefers fields of peas and tares, open downs, and sheep pastures; however, in my experience, I've seen it much more often near water than anywhere else. If I wanted to observe its behavior, I'd head to the nearest canal or river, confident I'd see a pair foraging among the aquatic weeds for food, running along the sandy or muddy shore, perched on broad leaves of water-lilies, and playfully chasing each other with dips through the air. I believe that even though it’s been spotted in dry pastures and rocky areas, it’s likely just exploring away from its watery spots; it’s hard to believe a bird so at home in a weedy pond would stay away from it by choice. Its habits are very similar to those of the Pied Wagtail, except it visits us only in summer, heading south in autumn. It can often be seen together with that species. Besides its call-note, which consists of two shrill notes— the second being a musical tone lower than the first— it has a short and very sweet song, somewhat like that of a Robin at its best. I heard it sing while perched on a low bush overhanging a pond. Its nest was likely nearby, because when disturbed, it only flew a short distance, landing on another twig and repeating its song again. This was in the first week of May, and it's the only time I've ever heard it truly sing. The nest looks like that of the Pied Wagtail and is usually found on the ground in pea-fields. The nickname Washerwoman applies to the entire family. The French equivalent, Lavandière, also reflects the fanciful resemblance between the bird’s tail beating the water while it hops along the leaves of a water-lily and washerwomen beating linen in water, a practice still seen in France and some parts of England and Ireland.
ANTHUS TRIVIÁLIS
The name Titlark is popularly applied to three common species of birds which were formerly placed in the same family with the Skylark. Modern ornithologists now place them in a distinct genus, the characters of which differ from those of the true Lark in that the beak is more slender and slightly notched near the point, the first three quills are nearly of the same length and the outer toe is united with the middle one as far as the first joint. In colouring, however, in general form, and, to a slight extent, in habits, namely, in the mode of feeding and nesting, there is much similarity between the genera; but in the power of soaring, the Lark, though imitated by one species, is unrivalled. The old name Titlark, then, must be understood to be merged in the more distinctive title, Pipit, given to three common kinds which severally frequent trees, meadows, and the sea-shore. Pipits are more allied to the Wagtail family than with Larks. The Tree Pipit alone is a migratory species, arriving in this country towards the end of April, and leaving us in the autumn. It is common in most of the wooded counties of England, except the extreme west and north, but attracts little notice, being unostentatious in size and colour, while its song, except by the practised ear, is likely to be lost in the general melody of the woods. Yarrell's succinct account of its most characteristic habit is so comprehensive and accurate, that the observer who wishes to make its acquaintance can scarcely fail by its help to identify the bird on its very first occurrence. 'The male has a pretty song, perhaps more attractive from the manner in which it is given, than the quality of the song itself. He generally sings while perched on the top of a bush, or one of the upper branches of an elm-tree standing in a hedge-row, from which, if watched for a short time, he will be seen to ascend with quivering wing about as high again as the tree; then, stretching out his wings and expanding his tail, he descends slowly by a half-circle, singing the whole time, to the same branch from which he started, or to the top of the nearest other tree; and so constant is this habit with him, that if the observer does not approach near enough to alarm him, the bird may be seen to perform the same evolution twenty times in half an hour, and I have witnessed it most frequently during and after a warm May shower.' Its descent to the ground is generally performed in the same manner. Its food consists of insects and small seeds, for which it searches among the grass or newly-ploughed ground, with the walking and running gait of the Wagtails, but without their incessant waving movement of the tail. The nest, which is placed on the ground, under a tuft of grass or low bush, and very frequently on the skirt of a wood or copse, is composed of dry grass and small roots, and lined with finer grass and hair. The eggs are usually five in number, and vary so much, that extreme specimens would scarcely seem to belong to the same bird. In the predominating brown hue a tinge of red is, however, always perceptible, and by this it may be distinguished from the egg of the Meadow Pipit.[14] The Tree Pipit is not seen in Ireland, or it is as yet unrecorded there.
The name Titlark is commonly used for three species of birds that used to be classified in the same family as the Skylark. Nowadays, ornithologists place them in a separate genus, which differs from true Larks in that their beak is more slender and slightly notched near the tip, the first three primary feathers are almost the same length, and the outer toe is joined to the middle toe up to the first joint. However, there is a lot of similarity between the two genera in terms of color, general shape, and to some extent, behavior, like their feeding and nesting habits. But in terms of soaring ability, the Lark, although one species mimics it, has no rivals. Therefore, the old name Titlark should be understood as being replaced by the more specific name, Pipit, which refers to three common types that typically inhabit trees, meadows, and shorelines. Pipits are more closely related to the Wagtail family than to Larks. Only the Tree Pipit is migratory, arriving in this country toward the end of April and leaving in the autumn. It is found in most wooded areas of England, except the far west and north, but it doesn’t attract much attention due to its modest size and color. Its song, unless recognized by an experienced ear, can easily blend into the overall sound of the woods. Yarrell’s clear description of its most notable behavior is so thorough and accurate that anyone looking to identify this bird will find it hard to miss with this information. “The male has a lovely song, probably more appealing due to the way it’s sung than the song’s quality itself. He usually sings from the top of a bush or an upper branch of an elm tree in a hedgerow. If observed for a while, you’ll see him rise with trembling wings about twice the height of the tree; then, stretching out his wings and fanning his tail, he slowly descends in a half-circle, singing the whole time, back to the same branch or the top of the nearest tree. This behavior is so consistent that if you don’t get too close to scare him away, you can watch the bird repeat this same action twenty times in half an hour, and I’ve seen it happen most often during and after a warm shower in May.” His landing is generally performed in the same manner. He feeds on insects and small seeds, searching through grass or freshly plowed fields, moving like Wagtails but without constantly waving his tail. The nest is built on the ground, under a clump of grass or a low bush, often at the edge of a wood or thicket. It’s made of dry grass and small roots, lined with finer grass and hair. The eggs typically number five and vary so much that extreme examples wouldn’t seem to belong to the same bird. However, a reddish tint can always be seen in the predominant brown color, which distinguishes it from the Meadow Pipit's egg.[14] The Tree Pipit is not found in Ireland, or it hasn’t been recorded there yet.
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ANTHUS PRATENSIS
It may be thought at the first glimpse that a difference in the comparative length of the hinder claws of two birds so much alike as the Tree and Meadow Pipits is scarcely sufficient to justify a specific distinction; but when it is considered that a short and curved claw enables a bird to retain a firm grasp of a small twig, while a long and almost straight one is best adapted for perching on the ground, it will appear at once that, however similar two birds may be in all other respects, yet the slight one in which they differ is the point on which hinges a complex scheme of habits. So the Tree Pipit [Pg 118] frequents wooded districts, and passes a large portion of its time aloft among the branches, while the Meadow Pipit finds its happiness on the ground. It is not, indeed, confined to the unwooded country, for no bird is more generally diffused, and the nests of both species, constructed of similar materials, may frequently be found in the border of the same field, yet it often finds a home in wild, barren districts, frequented by no other small birds but the Wheatear and Ring Ouzel. I have even more than once seen it alight on a tree, but this was apparently as a resting-place on which it perched previously to descending to roost among the heath on a common. Had I not been near, it would most probably have dropped at once to its hiding-place as some of its companions did. From its attachment to commons and waste lands, the Meadow Pipit has received the names of Ling-bird and Moss-cheeper. In winter it is more abundant in the plains, where it may often be seen in small parties searching for seeds and insects in recently-ploughed lands, well marked by its running gait and the olive tinge of its upper plumage. Its song, which is not frequently heard, is a short and simple strain, sometimes uttered on the ground, but more generally, while rising or falling, at no great height in the air. Its nest is only to be distinguished from that of the Tree Pipit by the dark brown hue of the eggs which are somewhat similar to those of the Skylark, only smaller. 'The egg of the Cuckoo is more frequently deposited and hatched in the nest of the Meadow Pipit than in that of any other bird,' says Yarrell. It is interesting to know, now, that this bird—an immoral creature we might call it—which never keeps to one mate, deposits its eggs in the nests of about 145 species, taking the world over.
At first glance, the difference in the length of the back claws of two birds that look so much alike, the Tree and Meadow Pipits, might seem too minor to warrant distinguishing them as separate species. However, when you consider that a short and curved claw helps a bird securely grip a small twig, while a long and nearly straight claw is better for perching on the ground, it becomes clear that even if two birds are similar in many ways, this small difference is crucial for their unique behaviors. As a result, the Tree Pipit often inhabits wooded areas and spends a lot of time in the trees, while the Meadow Pipit prefers the ground. It's not restricted to open fields, as no bird is more widespread, and the nests of both species, made from similar materials, are often found at the edge of the same field. However, the Meadow Pipit frequently makes its home in wild, barren regions, where you'll see few other small birds besides the Wheatear and Ring Ouzel. I've seen it land in a tree more than once, but it seemed to use it just as a resting spot before heading down to roost in the heath on a common. If I hadn't been close by, it probably would have gone straight to its hideout like some of its companions. Because of its affinity for commons and wastelands, the Meadow Pipit is known as the Ling-bird and Moss-cheeper. In winter, it’s more common in the plains, often seen in small groups searching for seeds and insects in freshly plowed land, easily recognized by its running style and the olive color of its upper feathers. Its song, which isn’t heard often, is a brief and simple tune, sometimes sung on the ground but more usually while it’s flying up or down at a low height in the air. Its nest can only be distinguished from that of the Tree Pipit by the dark brown color of the eggs, which resemble those of the Skylark, only smaller. "The egg of the Cuckoo is more frequently found and hatched in the nest of the Meadow Pipit than in that of any other bird," notes Yarrell. It's fascinating to learn that this bird—often seen as an unfaithful creature—doesn't stick to one mate and deposits its eggs in the nests of about 145 species globally.
ANTHUS OBSCÚRUS
Except that it is somewhat larger, the Rock Pipit is very similar in form and colour to the last species. It is, however, far more local, being confined exclusively to the sea-shore, but there of very common occurrence. Every one familiar with the sea-coast, must have observed it moving through the air with a jerking flight, occasionally alighting on a rock or on the beach near the line of high-water mark, searching busily for marine insects. In spring, it frequently takes little flights inland, never to a great distance, repeating its simple song all the while, and chasing as if in sport [Pg 119] some one or other of its companions. In winter, it seems to act as a guide to the smaller land birds, who, finding their supply of food diminished or altogether cut off by the frost, are attracted by its movements, and join it in searching for insects among the unfrozen
Except that it's a bit larger, the Rock Pipit looks very much like the last species. However, it’s much more localized, only found along the sea-shore, where it is quite common. Anyone who knows the coast must have seen it flying with a jerky motion, occasionally landing on a rock or the beach near the high-water line, searching intently for marine insects. In spring, it often makes short trips inland, but never too far, singing its simple song the whole time and playfully chasing its companions. In winter, it seems to help guide smaller land birds, who, when their food supply decreases or is completely cut off by frost, are drawn to its movements and join it in looking for insects among the unfrozen areas.
ALAUDA ARVENSIS
The Skylark, a bird whose flight and song are better known perhaps than those of any other bird, needs but a simple biography. The favourite bird of the poets, its story might be told in extracts compiled from various authors whose muse has led them to sing of Nature. Much, however, that has been written is but an amplification of the golden line, 'Hark, the Lark at Heaven's gate sings!' and not a little is an exaggerated statement of the height to which it ascends, and the time which it remains suspended in mid-air. But the Skylark needs no panegyrists, so, with all due deference to those who have struck the lyre in its honour, I will endeavour to describe its habits and haunts in humble prose.
The Skylark, a bird whose flight and song are probably more famous than any other bird, deserves just a straightforward biography. It's the favorite bird of many poets, and its story could be shared through quotes from various writers inspired to celebrate Nature. Much of what’s been written is simply an expansion of the famous line, 'Hark, the Lark at Heaven's gate sings!' and a lot of it is an exaggerated claim about how high it flies and how long it stays suspended in the air. But the Skylark doesn’t need any glorifiers, so, with all respect to those who have sung its praises, I will try to describe its habits and habitats in plain prose.
The Skylark is a generally-diffused bird, adapted by the conformation of its claws for perching on the ground, and by its length and power of wing for soaring high in the air. Accordingly, its food consists of small insects and seeds, which it collects among the herbage of stubble-fields, meadows and downs, or in newly-ploughed [Pg 120] fields. To this fare, it adds in winter and spring the tender stalk of sprouting corn. Hence it is regarded with deadly hostility by farmers, and hence, too, the quiet of the country is much disturbed at these seasons, by boys employed to frighten it away by screaming and plying a peculiar kind of rattle.[15] During autumn and winter, Larks congregate in large flocks, and occupy their time principally in searching for food on the ground. If disturbed, they rise in a scattered manner, wheel about in the air until the flock is formed again, chirping from time to time, and then withdraw, not in a compact body, but at unequal distances from the earth and from each other, to a new feeding-ground, over which they hover with circling flight for some time before alighting. On trees they never perch; though one or two may occasionally be seen settled on a quickset hedge or a railing. In North Britain, at the approach of severe weather, they flock together and migrate southwards. Great numbers also visit England from the Continent, arriving in November, when they used to be caught in nets and traps for the table. Early in spring the flocks break up, when the birds pair, and for three or four months, every day and all day long, when the weather is fine (for the Lark dislikes rain and high winds), its song may be heard throughout the breadth of the land. Rising as it were by a sudden impulse from its nest or lowly retreat, it bursts forth, while as yet but a few feet from the ground, into exuberant song, and with its head turned towards the breeze, now ascending perpendicularly, and now veering to the right or left, but not describing circles, it pours forth an unbroken chain of melody, until it has reached an elevation computed to be, at the most, about a thousand feet. To an observer on earth, it has dwindled to the size of a mere speck; but, as far as my experience goes, it never rises so high as to defy the search of a keen eye. Having reached its highest elevation, its ambition is satisfied without making any permanent stay, and it begins to descend, not with a uniform downward motion, but by a series of droppings with intervals of simple hovering, during which it seems to be resting on its wings. Finally, as it draws near the earth, it ceases its song and descends more rapidly, but before it touches the ground it recovers itself, sweeps away with almost horizontal flight for a short distance and disappears in the herbage. The time consumed in this evolution is at the most from fifteen to twenty minutes, more frequently less; nor have I ever observed it partially descend and soar upwards [Pg 121] again. A writer in the Magazine of Natural History maintains that 'those acquainted with the song of the Skylark, can tell, without looking at them, whether the birds be ascending or stationary in the air, or on their descent; so different is the style of the song in each case'. Mr. Yarrell is of the same opinion, and I have little doubt that they are correct, though I am not certain that I have myself attained the skill of discriminating. In July, the Lark ceases its soarings and song together, but in fine weather, in October, it receives a new inspiration and is musical again. From time to time, during winter, if the season be mild, it resumes its aërial habits, but it neither ascends so high nor sings so long, two or three minutes becoming now the limits of its performance. Like most other birds, it sings least about noon and the first two hours of the afternoon; but it begins before sunrise, having been heard at midsummer as early as two o'clock in the morning, and it sometimes continues its song till late on into the night, having been heard at ten o'clock when it was quite dark. Occasionally, too, it sings on the ground; and, in a cage, as all the world knows, it pours out its melody with as much spirit, as if its six inches of turf could be measured by acres, and the roof of its little cage were the vault of heaven. The following stanza in French is equally successful in imitating the song of the Skylark and describing its evolutions:
The Skylark is a widely spread bird, designed with claws that make it good for perching on the ground, and with long, powerful wings that allow it to soar high in the sky. Its diet consists of small insects and seeds that it gathers from stubble fields, meadows, and newly plowed fields. In winter and spring, it also eats the tender shoots of sprouting corn. Because of this, farmers see it as a pest and often send boys to scare it away by yelling and using a special rattle. During autumn and winter, Skylarks gather in large flocks, mostly looking for food on the ground. If startled, they scatter and fly around until they regroup, chirping occasionally, and then they spread out to find a new feeding spot, circling in the air for a while before landing. They don’t perch in trees but may occasionally be seen on a hedge or railing. In northern Britain, when bad weather approaches, they flock together and migrate south. Many also come to England from the continent in November, when they used to be caught in nets and traps for food. In early spring, the flocks break up as the birds pair off, and for three or four months, on clear days (since Skylarks don’t like rain and strong winds), their song can be heard all over the countryside. Spurred by a sudden impulse from their nests, they burst into song while only a few feet off the ground. With their heads turned into the breeze, they soar straight up or drift to the right or left, but they don’t fly in circles, continuously producing a stream of melody until they reach about a thousand feet high. To someone on the ground, they appear as tiny specks, but from my experience, they never fly so high that a sharp-eyed observer can’t find them. Once they reach their peak height, they don’t linger and start descending—not in a steady downward motion but with a series of drops interrupted by brief moments of hovering where they seem to rest on their wings. As they get closer to the ground, they stop singing and drop faster, but right before landing, they recover their flight, glide horizontally for a short distance, and disappear into the grass. This entire process takes about fifteen to twenty minutes at most, but usually less; I have never seen them partially descend and then rise again. A writer in the *Magazine of Natural History* claims that “those familiar with the Skylark’s song can tell, without looking, whether the birds are ascending, staying still in the air, or descending; the style of the song is so different in each case.” Mr. Yarrell agrees, and I have little doubt that they are right, although I can’t say I’ve mastered this skill myself. In July, the Skylark stops soaring and singing altogether, but in nice weather, in October, it gets inspired again and starts singing. Occasionally, in mild winters, it returns to its aerial habits, but it doesn’t soar as high or sing as long, with two or three minutes being the limit for its performance. Like many birds, it sings the least around noon and the first couple of hours after that; however, it starts singing before sunrise, sometimes as early as two in the morning during midsummer, and it might continue singing late into the night, even being heard at ten o’clock when it’s completely dark. Sometimes, it also sings while on the ground; in a cage, as everyone knows, it sings with as much spirit as if its six inches of turf represented acres, and the roof of its little cage was the sky. The following stanza in French successfully imitates the Skylark's song and describes its movements:
The Lark builds its nest in a hollow in the ground, the rut of a cart-wheel, the depression formed by a horse's hoof, or in a hole which it scrapes out for itself. The nest is composed of dry grass, and lined with finer fibres. It lays four or five eggs, and rears two broods in the year. It displays great attachment to its young, and has been known, when disturbed by mowers, to build a dome over its nest, as a substitute for the natural shelter afforded by the grass while standing, and to remove its young in its claws to another place of concealment. In a cage, even the male is an excellent nurse. Mr. Weir mentions one which brought up several broods entrusted to its care, and a similar instance has fallen under my own notice. Larks frequently become the prey of the Hobby and Merlin, which pounce on them as they are on the point of leaving the ground, and bear them off with as much ease as they would a feather. But if an intended victim discovers its oppressor in time, it instantly begins to ascend with a rapidity which the other cannot follow, carried on as it is by the impetus of its horizontal flight. The Hawk, foiled for this time, renews the chase and endeavours to soar above its quarry; if it succeeds, it makes a second swoop, sometimes with deadly effect; but if it fails a second time, the Lark [Pg 122] folds Its wings, drops like lead to the ground, and, crouching among the herbage, often escapes detection.
The lark builds its nest in a dip in the ground, the track left by a cart wheel, the imprint from a horse’s hoof, or in a hole that it digs for itself. The nest is made of dry grass and lined with finer fibers. It lays four to five eggs and raises two broods each year. It shows a strong attachment to its young and has been known to build a dome over its nest when disturbed by mowers, as a substitute for the natural cover of standing grass, and to carry its chicks in its beak to a safer spot. In captivity, even the male lark is a great caregiver. Mr. Weir mentions one that raised several broods assigned to it, and I’ve seen a similar case myself. Larks often fall prey to the hobby and merlin, which swoop down on them just as they’re about to take off, grabbing them as easily as they would a feather. But if a potential victim notices its predator in time, it quickly starts to rise with a speed that the other bird can’t match, propelled by its horizontal flight. The hawk, thwarted this time, resumes the chase and tries to soar above its target; if it succeeds, it makes a second dive, sometimes with lethal results. However, if it fails again, the lark folds its wings, drops like a stone to the ground, and, hiding in the grass, often escapes notice.
ALAUDA ARBÓREA
The Woodlark is much less frequent than the Skylark, and is confined to certain districts, also it is only resident northwards up to Stirling. It is distinguished by its smaller size, short tail, a light mark over the eye, and by its habit of perching on trees, where the Skylark is never known to alight. It builds its nest very early in the season, sometimes so soon as the end of March, and probably rears several broods in the year, as it has been found sitting as late as September. It is consequently among the earliest songsters of the year, and among the last to bid adieu to summer. It sings on until the occurrence of severe frosts, and its note is among the sweetest and most touching sounds of nature. The song, though of less compass and less varied than that of the Skylark, is superior in liquidness of tone, and is thought to resemble the syllables 'lulu', by which name the bird is known in France. When soaring it may be distinguished from the Skylark not only by its song, but by its ascending in circles, which it describes, poets tell us, and perhaps correctly, with its nest for a centre. Sometimes, especially during sunshine after a summer shower, it alights on the summit of a lofty tree, to 'unthread its chaplet of musical pearls', and its simpler lulu notes may be heard as it flies from place to place while but a few feet above the surface of the ground. In autumn, Woodlarks assemble in small sociable parties (but not in large flocks), and keep together during the winter. Early in spring these societies are broken up into pairs, and the business of the season commences. The nest is composed of bents and a little moss, and is lined with finer grass, and, though built on the ground, is generally concealed with more art than that of the Skylark, the birds availing themselves of the shelter afforded by a bush or tuft of grass.
The Woodlark is much less common than the Skylark and is limited to certain areas, primarily residing in regions north up to Stirling. It is smaller in size, has a short tail, a light mark above its eye, and prefers to perch on trees, unlike the Skylark, which never lands there. It builds its nest very early in the season, sometimes as early as the end of March, and likely raises several broods throughout the year, as it has been observed sitting on its nest as late as September. This makes it one of the first songbirds of the year and among the last to say goodbye to summer. It continues to sing until severe frosts occur, and its song is one of the sweetest and most emotional sounds of nature. Although its song has less range and variation compared to the Skylark, it is more melodic and resembles the syllables 'lulu', which is the name the bird is known by in France. When it soars, it can be distinguished from the Skylark not only by its song but also by its circular ascent, which poets suggest is made with its nest at the center. Sometimes, especially during sunshine after a summer rain, it lands on the top of a tall tree to 'unthread its chaplet of musical pearls', and its simpler lulu notes can be heard as it moves from place to place just a few feet above the ground. In autumn, Woodlarks gather in small, sociable groups (but not large flocks) and stay together through winter. Early in spring, these groups break apart into pairs, and the season's activities begin. The nest, made of grasses and a bit of moss, is lined with finer grass and, while built on the ground, is usually hidden more cleverly than that of the Skylark, with the birds taking advantage of the cover provided by a bush or tuft of grass.
OTÓCORYS ALPESTRIS
The Shore Lark, like the last, is a very rare visitor of Britain, [Pg 123] and appears to be equally uncommon In France. A few have been shot in Norfolk, and in the high latitudes both of the Old and New Worlds it is a common resident on the rocky coasts. It builds its nest on the ground, and shares in the great characteristic of the family, that, namely, of soaring and singing simultaneously. In colouring, it is strongly marked by its black gorget and crest.
The Shore Lark, like the previous one, is a very rare visitor to Britain, [Pg 123] and seems to be just as uncommon in France. A few have been shot in Norfolk, and it is a common resident on the rocky coasts in the high latitudes of both the Old and New Worlds. It builds its nest on the ground and shares a key characteristic of the family: it soars and sings at the same time. In terms of coloring, it is prominently marked by its black throat patch and crest.
CÝPSELUS ÁPUS
The Swift is, perhaps, the strongest and swiftest, not merely of the Swallow tribe, but of all birds; hence a voyage from Southern Africa[16] to England is performed without overtaxing its strength. It stands in need of no rest after this prodigious flight, but immediately on its arrival starts with a right good will on its pursuit of food, as if its journey had been but a pleasant course of training for its daily vocation. With respect to temperature, however, its powers of endurance are limited; it never proceeds far northwards, and occasionally even suffers from unseasonably severe weather in the temperate climates where it fixes its summer residence. Mr. F. Smith, of the British Museum, related in the Zoologist,[17] that, at Deal, on the eighth of July, 1856, after a mild but wet day, the temperature suddenly fell till it became disagreeably cold. The Swifts were sensibly affected by the atmospheric change; they flew unsteadily, fluttered against the walls of the houses, and some even flew into open windows. 'Whilst observing these occurrences', he says, 'a girl came to the door to ask me if I wanted to buy a bat; she had heard, she told me, that I bought all kinds of bugs, and her mother thought I might want a bat. On her producing it, I was astonished to find it was a poor benumbed Swift. The girl told me they were dropping down in the streets, and the boys were killing all the bats; the church, she said, was covered with them. Off I started to witness this strange sight and slaughter. True enough; the children were charging them everywhere, [Pg 124] and on arriving at the church in Lower Street I was astonished to see the poor birds hanging in clusters from the eaves and cornices; some clusters were at least two feet in length, and, at intervals, benumbed individuals dropped from the outside of the clusters. Many hundreds of the poor birds fell victims to the ruthless ignorance of the children.' Being so susceptible of cold, the Swift does not visit us until summer may be considered to have completely set in. In the south it is generally seen towards the end of April, but it generally brings up the rear of the migratory birds by making its first appearance in the first or second week in May, in the north.
The Swift is probably the strongest and fastest bird, not just among the Swallow family, but of all birds; that's why a journey from Southern Africa[16] to England is done without exhausting it. It doesn’t need any rest after this incredible flight and as soon as it arrives, it eagerly starts looking for food, as if the journey was just a pleasant training for its daily routine. However, when it comes to temperature, its endurance has limits; it doesn’t venture too far north and sometimes even struggles with unexpectedly harsh weather in the temperate areas where it spends its summer. Mr. F. Smith from the British Museum mentioned in the Zoologist,[17] that on July 8, 1856, in Deal, after a mild but rainy day, the temperature suddenly dropped to an uncomfortable cold. The Swifts were clearly affected by this change; they flew erratically, bumped against the walls of houses, and some even flew into open windows. 'While I was watching this,' he wrote, 'a girl came to the door to ask if I wanted to buy a bat; she had heard, she said, that I bought all kinds of bugs, and her mom thought I might be interested in a bat. When she showed it to me, I was shocked to see it was a helpless Swift. The girl told me they were dropping in the streets and the boys were killing all the bats; she said the church was covered with them. I set out to see this unusual scene and slaughter. Sure enough, the kids were chasing them everywhere, [Pg 124] and when I got to the church on Lower Street, I was amazed to see the poor birds hanging in clusters from the eaves and cornices; some clusters were at least two feet long, and every now and then, some dazed individuals fell from the clusters. Many hundreds of these unfortunate birds fell victim to the thoughtless ignorance of the children.' Being so sensitive to the cold, the Swift doesn’t arrive until summer is truly here. In the south, it’s usually seen by the end of April, but it tends to show up last among migratory birds, appearing in the first or second week of May in the north.
Early in August it makes itself, for a few days, more than ever conspicuous by its wheeling flights around the buildings which contain its nest, and then suddenly disappears. At this period, too, its note is more frequently heard than during any other part of its visit, and in this respect it is peculiar. As a general rule, birds cease their song partially, if not entirely, when their eggs are hatched. The new care of providing for the wants of a brood occupies their time too much to allow leisure for musical performance, so that with the exception of their call-notes, and their cries of alarm or defiance, they are for a season mute. An early riser, and late in retiring to roost, the Swift is always on the wing. Thus, whether hunting on his own account or on behalf of his mate and nestlings, his employment is unvaried, and the same amount of time is always at his disposal for exercising his vocal powers. These are not great; he has no roundelay; he neither warbles nor carols; he does not even twitter. His whole melody is a scream, unmusical but most joyous; a squeak would be a better name, but that, instead of conveying a notion that it results from pain, it is full of rollicking delight. Some compare it to the noise made by the sharpening of a saw; to me it seems such an expression of pent-up joy as little children would make if unexpectedly released from school, furnished with wings, and flung up into the air for a game of hide-and-seek among the clouds. Such soarings aloft, such chasings round the pinnacles of the church-tower and the gables of the farmhouses, no wonder that they cannot contain themselves for joy. Every day brings its picnic or village feast, with no weariness or depression on the morrow.
Early in August, it becomes incredibly noticeable with its aerial displays around the buildings housing its nest, and then it suddenly vanishes. During this time, its call is heard more often than at any other point of its stay, which is unusual. Generally, birds reduce their singing, if not stop entirely, once their eggs hatch. The new responsibility of caring for their young takes up too much of their time, leaving little for singing, so except for their calls and alarm cries, they remain silent for a while. The Swift is an early riser and stays active late into the evening, always in flight. Whether hunting for itself or for its mate and chicks, its activities remain constant, and it always has time to use its voice. However, its vocalization isn’t extensive; it doesn’t sing in a melodious way, nor does it chirp or twitter. Its entire sound is a scream—unmusical but full of joy; “squeak” might be a more fitting term, as it conveys a sense of carefree happiness rather than pain. Some liken it to the sound of a saw being sharpened; to me, it expresses an overwhelming joy like that of little children suddenly freed from school, given wings, and tossed into the air for a game of hide-and-seek among the clouds. With such high-flying antics, darting around the tops of church towers and farmhouse gables, it’s no wonder they can’t contain their joy. Each day feels like a picnic or a village festival, with no tiredness or sadness the following day.
The nest of the Swift is constructed of any scraps that the bird may chance to find floating in the air, or brought to it by the wind, for it literally never perches on the ground, whence it rises with difficulty. These are rudely pressed together in any convenient aperture or moulding in a building, and cemented together by some glutinous secretion from the bird's mouth. Two eggs are laid, and the young, as a matter of necessity, remain in the nest until quite fledged.
The nest of the Swift is built from whatever scraps the bird finds drifting in the air or carried by the wind, since it really never lands on the ground, from which it struggles to take off. These materials are roughly packed together in any available opening or shape in a building and stuck together with a sticky substance from the bird's mouth. Two eggs are laid, and the young stay in the nest out of necessity until they are fully fledged.
Another name for the Swift is Black Martin, and in heraldry [Pg 125] it is familiarly known as the Martlet, the figure of which is a device of frequent occurrence in heraldic coats of arms, and denotes that the original wearer of the distinction served as a crusader pilgrim. In Arabia it is still known by the name of Hadji, or Pilgrim, to denote its migratory habits.
Another name for the Swift is Black Martin, and in heraldry [Pg 125] it is commonly referred to as the Martlet, which appears frequently in heraldic coats of arms and signifies that the original bearer of the distinction served as a crusader pilgrim. In Arabia, it is still called Hadji, or Pilgrim, to reflect its migratory habits.
CAPRIMÚLGUS EUROP['Æ]US
This bird used to be described as a nocturnal robber who finds his way into the goat-pens, sucks the dugs of the goats, poisoning them to such an extent that the animals themselves are blinded, and their udders waste away. This fable we notice in order to account for the strange name Goatsucker, by which it was formerly so well known. The bird has, indeed, strangely enough, been known all over Europe by an equivalent for this name from the earliest times. The bird itself is perfectly inoffensive, singular in form and habits, though rarely seen alive near enough for its peculiarities of form and colour to be observed. Its note, however, is familiar enough to persons who are in the habit of being out late at night in such parts of the country as it frequents. The silence of the evening or midnight walk in June is occasionally broken by a deep churr-churr-err which seemingly proceeds from the lower bough of a tree, a hedge, or paling. And a whirring of the wings comes often from their being brought in contact as the birds twist in insect-hunting.[18] The churring is nearly monotonous but not quite so, as it occasionally rises or falls about a quarter of a note, and appears to increase and diminish in loudness. Nor does it seem to proceed continuously from exactly the same spot, but to vary its position, as if the performer were either a ventriloquist or were actually shifting his ground. The bird perches with its feet resting lengthwise on a branch, its claws not being adapted for grasping, and turns its head from side to side, thus throwing the sound as it were in various directions, and producing the same effect as if it proceeded from different places. I have repeatedly worked my [Pg 126] way close up to the bird, but as I labour under the disadvantage of being short-sighted, and derive little assistance from glasses at night, I have always failed to observe it actually perched and singing. In the summer of 1859 a Nightjar frequented the immediate neighbourhood of my own house, and I had many opportunities of listening to its note. One evening especially, it perched on a railing within fifty yards of the house, and I made sure of seeing it, but when I had approached within a few yards of the spot from whence the sound proceeded the humming suddenly stopped, but was presently again audible at the other end of the railing which ran across my meadow. I cautiously crept on, but with no better success than before. As I drew near, the bird quitted its perch, flew round me, coming within a few feet of my person, and, on my remaining still, made itself heard from another part of the railing only a few yards behind me. Again and again I dodged it, but always with the same result; I saw it, indeed, several times, but always on the wing. At last a longer interval of silence ensued, and when I heard the sound again it proceeded from a distant hedge which separated the meadow from a common. Here probably its mate was performing the domestic duty of incubation cheered by the dismal ditty of her partner; but I never saw her, though I undertook another nocturnal chase of the musician, hunting him from tree to tree, but never being able to discover his exact position, until the cessation of the sound and the sudden rustling of leaves announced the fact of his having taken his departure.
This bird used to be called a nighttime thief that sneaks into goat pens, sucks the goats' teats, poisoning them so badly that they go blind and their udders waste away. We mention this tale to explain the unusual name Goatsucker, which it was well known by in the past. Strangely, this bird has been known all over Europe by a name similar to this one for a very long time. The bird itself is completely harmless, unique in shape and behavior, although it's rarely seen up close enough to notice its distinctive features. However, its call is quite familiar to those who are out late at night in areas where it lives. The quiet of June evenings or midsummer nights is occasionally interrupted by a deep churr-churr-err that seems to come from the lower branches of a tree, a hedge, or a fence. You can often hear a whirring of wings when the birds flit around hunting insects. The churring is almost monotonous, but not entirely, as it sometimes rises or falls by about a quarter of a note, and seems to change in volume. It also doesn’t appear to come from the same spot continuously but instead varies in position, as if the performer is either a ventriloquist or genuinely moving around. The bird perches with its feet resting along a branch, as its claws aren’t built for grasping, and turns its head from side to side, projecting the sound in different directions, giving the impression that it’s coming from various locations. I have often tried to get close to the bird, but since I'm short-sighted and don't get much help from glasses at night, I’ve never managed to see it actually perched and singing. In the summer of 1859, a Nightjar was often near my house, and I had several chances to listen to its call. One evening, it sat on a railing within fifty yards of my house, and I was sure I’d finally see it. But when I got within a few yards of where the sound came from, it suddenly stopped, then was heard again at the other end of the railing stretching across my meadow. I carefully crept closer, but had no luck. As I got near, the bird left its perch, flew around me within a few feet, and when I stayed still, I heard it from another part of the railing just a few yards behind me. Time and again I tried to catch it, but always with the same result; I did see it several times, but always in flight. Finally, there was a longer silence, and when I heard it again, the sound came from a distant hedge that separated the meadow from a common area. Here, its mate was likely nesting, comforted by the sad song of her partner; but I never saw her, even though I went on another late-night search for the singer, chasing him from tree to tree without ever discovering his exact location, until the sound stopped and the sudden rustling of leaves revealed that he had flown away.
In the dusk of the evening the Nightjar may commonly be seen hawking for moths and beetles after the manner of the Swallow-tribe, only that the flight is less rapid and more tortuous. I once saw one on the common mentioned above, hawking seemingly in company with Swifts and Swallows during the bright glare of a summer afternoon; but most frequently it spends the day either resting on the ground among heath or ferns or on the branch of a tree, always (according to Yarrell and others) crouching close down upon it, in the line of the limb, and not across it. When perched on the ground it lies very close, 'not rising (a French author says) until the dogs are almost on it, but worth shooting in September'. The poet Wordsworth, whose opportunities of watching the Nightjar in its haunts must have been numerous, knew that the whirring note is an accompaniment of the chase:
In the evening twilight, you can often spot the Nightjar hunting for moths and beetles in a manner similar to the Swallow family, but its flight is slower and more winding. I once saw one on the common mentioned earlier, hunting alongside Swifts and Swallows during the bright summer afternoon; however, it usually spends the day resting on the ground among heather or ferns or perched on a tree branch, always crouched low along the line of the limb, not across it, as noted by Yarrell and others. When it's on the ground, it stays very still, “not moving (as a French author states) until the dogs are almost on it, but it’s worth shooting in September.” The poet Wordsworth, who must have had many chances to observe the Nightjar in its habitat, recognized that the whirring sound accompanies its chase:
One point in the economy of the Nightjar is still disputed (1908) [Pg 127] the use which it makes of its serrated middle claw. White, and another observer, quoted by Yarrell, have seen the bird while on the wing capture insects with the claw and transfer them to the mouth. Wilson, on the other hand, states that the use of this singular structure is to enable the bird to rid itself of vermin, to which it is much exposed by its habit of remaining at rest during the heat of the day. As he has actually observed a bird in captivity thus employing its claw, it would follow that the same organ is used for a twofold purpose.
One aspect of the Nightjar's behavior is still debated (1908) [Pg 127] regarding how it uses its serrated middle claw. White, along with another observer mentioned by Yarrell, has seen the bird catch insects in mid-air with its claw and bring them to its mouth. Conversely, Wilson claims that this unique structure helps the bird get rid of pests, which it is susceptible to since it tends to stay still during the hottest parts of the day. Since he has actually watched a bird in captivity using its claw this way, it seems that the organ serves two purposes.
The Nightjar is a migratory bird and the last to arrive in this country, appearing not before the middle of May. It is found more or less sparingly in all parts of England, especially those which abound most in woods interspersed with heaths and brakes. In the wooded valleys of Devonshire it is of frequent occurrence, and here it has been known to remain so late in the season as November, whereas from most other localities it migrates southwards about the middle or end of September. It builds no nest, but lays its singularly beautiful eggs, two in number, on the ground among the dry herbage of the common.
The Nightjar is a migratory bird and the last to arrive in this country, showing up not before mid-May. It's found more or less scattered throughout England, especially in areas rich in woods mixed with heaths and bracken. In the wooded valleys of Devon, it’s quite common, and it has been known to stay as late as November, while in most other places it heads south around mid to late September. It doesn’t build a nest but lays its uniquely beautiful eggs, typically two, right on the ground among the dry grass of the common.
Other names by which it is locally known are Fern Owl, Wheeler, and Nightchurr.
Other names it’s commonly known by are Fern Owl, Wheeler, and Nightchurr.
DENDROCOPUS MAJOR
In habits this bird closely resembles the Green Woodpecker. It is of less common occurrence, but by no means rare, especially in the wooded districts of the southern and midland counties. A writer in the Zoologist[19] is of opinion that it shows a decided partiality to fallen timber. 'In 1849', he says, 'a considerable number of trees were cut down in an open part of the country near Melbourne, which were eventually drawn together and piled in lots. These lay for some time, and were visited almost daily by Great [Pg 128] Spotted Woodpeckers. Their habits and manners were very amusing, especially whilst searching for food. They alighted on the timber, placed the body in a particular position, generally with the head downward' [differing in this respect from the Green Woodpecker], 'and commenced pecking away at the bark. Piece by piece it fell under their bills, as chips from the axe of a woodman. Upon examining the bark, I found that the pieces were chipped away in order that the-bird might arrive at a small white grub which lay snugly embedded in the bark; and the adroitness of the bird in finding out those portions of it which contained the greatest number of grubs, was certainly very extraordinary. Where the birds were most at work on a particular tree, I shelled off the bark and found nearly thirty grubs in nine squares inches; but on shelling off another portion from the same tree, which remained untouched, no grub was visible. Yet how the bird could ascertain precisely where his food lay was singular, as in both cases the surface of the bark appeared the same and bore no traces of having been perforated by insects. During the day one bird chipped off a piece thirty inches long and twenty wide—a considerable day's work for so small a workman.' Another observer states that this bird rarely descends to the ground, and affects the upper branches of trees in preference to the lower. Its note is like that of the Green Woodpecker. Both species are charged with resorting to gardens and orchards during the fruit season, not in quest of insect food; but no instance of this has come under my own notice. It is said, too, that they eat nuts. This statement is most probably correct. I myself doubt whether there are many birds of any sort which can resist a walnut; and I would recommend any one who is hospitably disposed towards the birds which frequent his garden, to strew the ground with fragments of these nuts. To birds who are exclusively vegetarians, if indeed there be any such indigenous to Britain, they are a natural article of diet, and as from their oily nature they approximate to animal matter, they are most acceptable to insectivorous birds. They have an advantage over almost every other kind of food thus exposed, that they are not liable to be appropriated as scraps of meat and bread are, by prowling cats and dogs. A walnut, suspended from the bough of a tree by a string, will soon attract the notice of some inquisitive Tit, and, when once detected, will not fail to receive the visits of all birds of the same family which frequent the neighbourhood. A more amusing pendulum can scarcely be devised. To ensure the success of the experiment, a small portion of the shell should be removed.
In behavior, this bird is very similar to the Green Woodpecker. It doesn’t occur as frequently, but it’s not rare, especially in the wooded areas of southern and midland counties. A writer in the Zoologist[19] believes that it has a strong preference for fallen timber. 'In 1849,' he says, 'a number of trees were cut down in an open area near Melbourne, which were eventually gathered and stacked. These piles were left for some time and were visited almost daily by Great [Pg 128] Spotted Woodpeckers. Their habits and behavior were quite entertaining, especially when foraging for food. They landed on the timber, positioned themselves in a certain way, usually with their heads down [which is different from the Green Woodpecker], and started pecking at the bark. Piece by piece, the bark came off like chips from a woodcutter’s axe. When I examined the bark, I found that the pieces were chipped away so the bird could reach a small white grub snugly embedded in the bark; the bird's skill in locating the sections with the most grubs was truly remarkable. Where the birds were most active on a tree, I removed the bark and found nearly thirty grubs in nine square inches; but when I removed another section of the same tree that hadn’t been touched, there were no grubs visible. The way the bird could pinpoint exactly where its food was located was odd, as both areas of bark looked the same and showed no signs of insect activity. During the day, one bird managed to chip off a piece thirty inches long and twenty wide—a significant amount of work for such a small creature.' Another observer notes that this bird rarely goes to the ground and prefers the upper branches of trees over the lower ones. Its call sounds similar to that of the Green Woodpecker. Both species are reported to visit gardens and orchards during the fruit season, not in search of insects; however, I haven’t personally witnessed this. It’s also said that they eat nuts. This claim is probably accurate. I have doubts that many birds could resist a walnut; I recommend anyone who is friendly towards the birds in their garden to scatter some walnut pieces on the ground. For those birds that are strictly vegetarians, if such birds exist in Britain, walnuts serve as a natural food source, and because they are oily, they are quite appealing to insect-eating birds as well. They have an advantage over most other exposed types of food because they aren’t likely to be taken by roaming cats and dogs, unlike scraps of meat and bread. A walnut tied to a tree branch with a string will quickly catch the attention of a curious Tit, and once spotted, it will attract visits from all similar birds in the area. You can’t get a more entertaining pendulum. To make sure the experiment works, a small part of the shell should be removed.
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DEUDROCOPUS MINOR
This handsome little bird resembles its congeners so closely, both in structure and habits, that it scarcely needs a lengthened description. Resident in England but rare in Scotland and Ireland, owing to its fondness for high trees and its small size it often escapes notice. It lays its eggs on the rotten wood, which it has either pecked, or which has fallen, from the holes in trees; they are not to be distinguished from those of the Wryneck. Lately (1908) a Scottish newspaper recorded the shooting of "that rare species, the Spotted Woodpecker!" "The man with the gun" is incurable.
This cute little bird looks so much like its relatives, both in structure and behavior, that it hardly needs a long description. It lives in England but is rare in Scotland and Ireland. Due to its preference for tall trees and its small size, it often goes unnoticed. It lays its eggs in decaying wood that it has either pecked at or that has fallen from tree holes; the eggs are indistinguishable from those of the Wryneck. Recently (1908), a Scottish newspaper reported the shooting of "that rare species, the Spotted Woodpecker!" "The guy with the gun" just can't be cured.
GÉCINUS VIRIDIS
One of the most interesting among the natural sounds of the country, is that of the
One of the most interesting natural sounds in the countryside is that of the
But with all his digging and tapping, the sound by which the vicinity of a Woodpecker is most frequently detected, especially in spring and summer, is the unmistakable laughing note which has gained for him the name of 'Yaffle.' No more perhaps than the mournful cooing of the dove does this indicate merriment; it is harsh, too, in tone; yet it rings through the woods with such jovial earnestness that it is always welcome. On such occasions the bird is not generally, I think, feeding, for if the neighbourhood from which the sound proceeded be closely watched, the Yaffle may frequently be observed to fly away, with a somewhat heavy dipping flight, to another tree or grove, and thence, after another laugh, to proceed to a second. It is indeed oftener to be seen on the wing than hunting for food on the trunks of trees. Very frequently too it may be observed on the ground, especially in a meadow or common in which ants abound.
But with all his digging and tapping, the sound that most often gives away the presence of a Woodpecker, especially in spring and summer, is the unmistakable laughing call that has earned him the nickname 'Yaffle.' Just like the mournful cooing of a dove doesn’t mean joy, this call is harsh in tone; yet it resonates through the woods with such cheerful urgency that it is always welcomed. During these times, the bird is usually, I think, not feeding, because if you keep a close eye on the area where the sound is coming from, you’ll often see the Yaffle flying away with a somewhat heavy dipping flight to another tree or grove, and then, after another laugh, moving on to a second spot. In fact, it is seen more often in the air than looking for food on the trunks of trees. It can also frequently be spotted on the ground, especially in a meadow or common where ants are plentiful.
The admirable adaptation of the structure of the Woodpecker to its mode of life is well pointed out by Yarrell. Its sharp, hooked toes, pointing two each way, are eminently fitted for climbing and clinging. The keel of the breast-bone is remarkably shallow; hence, when ascending (its invariable mode of progress) a tree, it is enabled to bring its body close to the trunk without straining the muscles of the legs. Its tail is short, and composed of unusually stiff feathers, which in the process of climbing are pressed inwards against the tree, and contribute greatly to its support. The beak is strong and of considerable length, and thus fitted either for digging into an ant-hill or sounding the cavities of a tree; and the tongue, which is unusually long, is furnished with a curious but simple apparatus, by which it is extended so that it can be thrust into a hole far beyond the point of the bill, while its tip is barbed with small filaments, which, like the teeth of a rake, serve to pull up the larva or insect into its mouth. The Woodpecker builds no nest, but lays five or six glossy white eggs on the fragments of the decayed wood in which it has excavated its nest.
The impressive way the Woodpecker's body is adapted to its lifestyle is highlighted by Yarrell. Its sharp, hooked toes, two pointing forward and two backward, are perfect for climbing and gripping. The keel of its breastbone is notably shallow, which allows it to bring its body close to the trunk when it climbs a tree—its usual way of moving—without straining its leg muscles. Its tail is short and made of unusually stiff feathers, which press inward against the tree while climbing and greatly aid its support. The beak is strong and quite long, making it suitable for digging into ant hills or probing into the hollows of trees. Its tongue is unusually long and equipped with a curious yet simple mechanism that allows it to extend far beyond the tip of its beak, while the tip is barbed with small filaments that act like the teeth of a rake, helping to pull larvae or insects into its mouth. The Woodpecker doesn't build a nest; instead, it lays five or six glossy white eggs on the remnants of decayed wood where it has made its home.
Other names by which this bird is known are Popinjay, Wood-sprite, Rain-bird, Hew-hole and Woodweele.
Other names for this bird include Popinjay, Wood-sprite, Rain-bird, Hew-hole, and Woodweele.
IŸNX TORQUILLA
The note of the Wryneck is so peculiar that it can be confounded with none of the natural sounds of the country; a loud, rapid, harsh cry of pay-pay-pay from a bird about the size of a lark may be referred without hesitation to the Wryneck. Yet it is a pleasant sound after all—'the merry pee-bird' a poet calls it—and the untuneful minstrel is the same bird which is known by the name of 'Cuckoo's Mate', and so is associated with May-days, pleasant jaunts into the country, hayfields, the memory of past happy days and the hope of others to come. This name it derives not from any fondness it exhibits for the society of the cuckoo, as it is a bird of remarkably solitary habits, but because it arrives generally a few days before the cuckoo. Not less singular than its note is its plumage, which, though unmarked by gaudiness of colouring, is very beautiful, being richly embroidered as it were with brown and black on a reddish grey ground. In habits, it bears no marked resemblance to the Woodpeckers; it is not much given to climbing and never taps the trunks of trees; yet it does seek its food on decayed trees, and employs its long horny tongue in securing insects. It darts its tongue with inconceivable rapidity into an ant-hill and brings it out as rapidly, with the insects and their eggs adhering to its viscid point. These constitute its principal food, so that it is seen more frequently feeding on the ground than hunting on trees. But by far the strangest peculiarity of the Wryneck, stranger than its note and even than its worm-like tongue, is the wondrous pliancy of its neck, which one might almost imagine to be furnished with a ball and socket joint. A country boy who had caught one of these birds on its nest brought it to me on a speculation. As he held it in his hand, I raised my finger towards it as if about to touch its beak. The bird watched most eagerly the movement of my finger, with no semblance of fear, but rather with an apparent intention of resenting the offer of any injury. I moved my finger to the left; its beak followed the direction—the finger was now over its back, still the beak pointed to it. In short, as a magnetic needle follows a piece of steel, so the bird's beak followed my finger until it was again in front, the structure of the neck being such as to allow the head [Pg 132] to make a complete revolution on its axis, and this without any painful effort. I purchased the bird and gave it its liberty, satisfied to have discovered the propriety of the name Torquilla.[20] I may here remark that the name Iÿnx,[21] is derived from its harsh cry. Besides this, the proper call-note of the bird, it utters, when disturbed in its nest, another which resembles a hiss; whence and partly, perhaps, on account of the peculiar structure of its neck, it is sometimes called the Snake-bird. Nest, properly speaking, it has none; it selects a hole in a decaying tree and lays its eggs on the rotten wood. Its powers of calculating seem to be of a very low order. Yarrell records an instance in which four sets of eggs, amounting to twenty-two, were successively taken before the nest was deserted; a harsh experiment, and scarcely to be justified except on the plea that they were taken by some one who gained his livelihood by selling eggs, or was reduced to a strait from want of food. A similar instance is recorded in the Zoologist, when the number of eggs taken was also twenty-two. The Wryneck is a common bird in the south-eastern counties of England and to the west as far as Somersetshire; but I have never heard its note in Devon or Cornwall; it is rare also in the northern counties.
The call of the Wryneck is so unique that it can't be mistaken for any other natural sound in the area; a loud, quick, harsh cry of pay-pay-pay from a bird about the size of a lark can easily be identified as the Wryneck. Still, it’s actually a pleasant sound after all—what a poet calls 'the merry pee-bird'—and the off-key singer is the same bird that’s known as 'Cuckoo's Mate,' linking it with May days, enjoyable trips into the countryside, hayfields, memories of happy times, and hopes for more good days ahead. This name doesn’t come from any fondness for the cuckoo, since it’s a fairly solitary bird, but because it usually arrives a few days before the cuckoo. Its plumage is just as unique as its call; while it doesn't boast bright colors, it’s beautifully patterned with rich browns and blacks over a reddish-grey background. In terms of behavior, it doesn’t resemble Woodpeckers much; it doesn’t climb much and never drums on tree trunks. However, it does forage on decaying trees, using its long, tough tongue to catch insects. It darts its tongue with incredible speed into ant hills, quickly pulling it out covered in insects and their eggs. These make up its main diet, so it’s often seen feeding on the ground rather than searching trees. But by far the strangest feature of the Wryneck, even stranger than its call and its worm-like tongue, is its amazing flexible neck, which seems almost like it has a ball-and-socket joint. A country boy who caught one of these birds in its nest brought it to me on a whim. As he held it, I slowly reached my finger toward it as if to touch its beak. The bird eagerly tracked my finger's movement, showing no sign of fear but rather seeming ready to react to any potential threat. I moved my finger to the left, and its beak followed; when my finger was over its back, its beak continued to point toward it. In short, just like a compass needle follows a magnet, the bird's beak followed my finger until it was back in front of it, with its neck fully capable of rotating around without any discomfort. I bought the bird and set it free, pleased to learn why it’s called Torquilla.[20] I should mention that the name Iÿnx,[21] comes from its harsh call. Besides this main call, when disturbed in its nest, it makes another sound that resembles a hiss; due in part to the unusual structure of its neck, it is sometimes called the Snake-bird. Technically, it doesn’t have a proper nest; it chooses a hole in a decaying tree and lays its eggs directly on the rotting wood. Its ability to assess situations seems quite limited. Yarrell notes an instance where four sets of eggs, totaling twenty-two eggs, were taken one after another before the nest was abandoned; that’s a harsh practice and barely justifiable unless done by someone who makes a living selling eggs or is desperate for food. A similar case is noted in the Zoologist, where the total number of eggs taken was also twenty-two. The Wryneck is a common bird in the southeastern counties of England and as far west as Somersetshire; however, I’ve never heard its call in Devon or Cornwall, and it’s also rare in the northern counties.
ALCEDO ÍSPIDA
Halcyon days, every one knows, are days of peace and tranquillity, when all goes smoothly, and nothing occurs to ruffle the equanimity of the most irascible member of a household; but it may not be known to all my younger readers that a bird is said to be in any way concerned in bringing about this happy state of things. According to the ancient naturalists the Halcyon, our Kingfisher, being especially fond of the water and its products, chooses to have even a floating nest. Now the surface of the sea is an unfit place whereon to construct a vessel of any kind, so the Halcyon, as any other skilful artisan would, puts together on land first the framework, and [Pg 133] then the supplementary portion of its nest, the materials being shelly matter and spines, whence derived is unknown; but the principal substance employed is fish-bones. During the progress of the work the careful bird several times tests its buoyancy by actual experiment, and when satisfied that all is safe, launches its future nursery on the ocean. However turbulent might have been the condition of the water previously to this event, thenceforth a calm ensued, which lasted during the period of incubation; and these were 'Halcyon days' (Halcyonides dies), which set in seven days before the winter solstice, and lasted as many days after. What became of the young after the lapse of this period is not stated, but the deserted nest itself, called halcyoneum, identical, perhaps, with what we consider the shell of the echinus, or sea-urchin, was deemed a valuable medicine.[22]
Halcyon days, everyone knows, are times of peace and calm when everything goes smoothly, and not even the most irritable person in the household gets upset. However, it might not be common knowledge among my younger readers that a bird is said to play a role in creating this delightful state. According to ancient naturalists, the Halcyon, our Kingfisher, loves the water so much that it prefers to build a floating nest. Since the surface of the sea isn’t a suitable place for constructing a nest, the Halcyon, like any skilled craftsman, builds the framework on land first, and then adds the rest of its nest using materials like shells and spines, though it’s unclear where those come from. The main material it uses is fish bones. While building, the careful bird tests its nest’s buoyancy several times to ensure it’s safe, and once it's satisfied, it sets its future nursery afloat on the ocean. No matter how rough the water might have been before this, a calm follows, lasting through the incubation period. These calm days are referred to as 'Halcyon days' (Halcyonides dies), beginning seven days before the winter solstice and continuing for seven days after. What happens to the young after this time isn’t specified, but the abandoned nest itself, called halcyoneum, which may be identical to what we know as the shell of the echinus, or sea urchin, was considered a valuable medicine.[22]
The real nest of the Kingfisher is a collection of small fish-bones, which have evidently been disgorged by the old birds. A portion of one which I have in my possession, and which was taken about twenty years since from a deep hole in an embankment at Deepdale, Norfolk, consists exclusively of small fish-bones and scraps of the shells of shrimps. A precisely similar one is preserved in the British Museum, which is well worthy the inspection of the curious. It was found by Mr. Gould in a hole three feet deep on the banks of the Thames; it was half an inch thick and about the size of a tea saucer, and weighed 700 grains. Mr. Gould was enabled to prove that this mass was deposited, as well as eight eggs laid, in the short space of twenty-one days. In neither case was there any attempt made by the bird to employ the bones as materials for a structure; they were simply spread on the soil in such a way as to protect the eggs from damp, possessing probably no properties which made them superior to bents or dry leaves, but serving the purpose as well as anything else, and being more readily available, by a bird that does not peck on the ground, than materials of any other kind.
The real nest of the Kingfisher is a collection of small fish bones that the adult birds have clearly regurgitated. I have a sample that was taken about twenty years ago from a deep hole in an embankment at Deepdale, Norfolk, and it consists entirely of small fish bones and bits of shrimp shells. A very similar one is kept in the British Museum, which is definitely worth checking out for those interested. It was found by Mr. Gould in a three-foot-deep hole on the banks of the Thames; it was half an inch thick, about the size of a tea saucer, and weighed 700 grains. Mr. Gould was able to confirm that this mass, along with eight eggs, was laid in just twenty-one days. In neither case did the bird make any attempt to use the bones to build a structure; they were simply spread on the ground to keep the eggs dry, likely offering no better protection than reeds or dry leaves, but serving the purpose just as well and being more easily accessible for a bird that doesn’t scratch the ground for materials.
The wanderer by the river's side on a bright sunny day, at any season, may have his attention suddenly arrested by the sight of a bird shooting past him, either up or down the stream, at so slight an elevation above the water, that he can look down on its back. Its flight is rapid, and the colour of the plumage so brilliant, that he can compare it to nothing less dazzlingly bright than the richest feathers of the peacock, or a newly dug specimen of copper ore. After an interval of a few seconds it will perhaps be followed by a second, its mate, arrayed in attire equally gorgeous with emerald, azure, and gold. Following the course of the bird, let him approach cautiously any pools where small fish are likely to abound, and he may chance to descry, perched motionless on the lower branch [Pg 134] of an alder overhanging the stream, on some bending willow, or lichen-covered rail, the bird which but now glanced by him like a meteor. If exposed to the rays of the sun, the metallic green of its upper plumage is still most conspicuous; if in the shade, or surrounded by leaves, its chestnut red breast betrays its position. Not a step further in advance, or the fisherman, intent as he is on his sport, will take alarm and be off to another station. With beak pointed downwards it is watching until one among a shoal of minnows or bleaks comes within a fair aim; then with a twinkle of the wing it dashes head foremost from its post, plunges into the stream, disappears for a second, and emerges still head foremost with its struggling booty. A few pinches with its powerful beak, or a blow against its perch, deprives its prey of life, and the morsel is swallowed entire, head foremost. Occasionally, where convenient perches are rare, as is the case with the little pools left by the tide on the sea-shore (for the Kingfisher is common on the banks of tidal rivers as well as on inland streams and lakes), it hovers like a Kestrel, and plunges after small fish, shrimps, and marine insects. It once happened to me that I was angling by a river's side, quite concealed from view by a willow on either side of me, when a Kingfisher flew down the stream, and perched on my rod. I remained perfectly still, but was detected before an opportunity had been afforded me of taking a lesson from my brother sportsman.
The wanderer by the river on a bright sunny day, in any season, might suddenly be drawn to the sight of a bird darting past him, either upstream or downstream, just above the water, so close that he can look down on its back. Its flight is quick, and the color of its feathers is so vibrant that he can liken it only to the most dazzlingly bright plumage of a peacock or a freshly dug piece of copper ore. After a few seconds, a second bird might follow, its mate, dressed in equally stunning colors of emerald, blue, and gold. Following the bird's path, if he approaches any likely pools full of small fish quietly, he might catch sight of the bird perched motionless on a lower branch of an alder hanging over the stream, on some bending willow, or a rail covered in lichen, the same bird that just zipped by him like a meteor. When caught in the sun, the metallic green of its upper feathers is striking; in the shade, or surrounded by leaves, its chestnut red breast gives away its location. Not another step forward, or the fisherman, focused on his sport, will get scared and move to another spot. With its beak pointed down, it’s watching for one of the minnows or bleak to come within its range; then, with a flick of its wing, it dives headfirst from its perch, plunges into the water, vanishes for a second, and surfaces headfirst with its struggling catch. A few pinches from its powerful beak, or a smack against its perch, finishes off the prey, which it swallows whole, headfirst. Sometimes, where good perches are hard to find, like in the little pools left by the tide at the beach (since the Kingfisher is also common along tidal riverbanks as well as inland streams and lakes), it hovers like a Kestrel and dives for small fish, shrimp, and marine insects. Once, while I was fishing by a river, completely hidden from view by the willows on either side of me, a Kingfisher flew downstream and landed on my rod. I stayed completely still, but I got spotted before I had a chance to learn from my feathered friend.
The Kingfisher is a permanent resident in this country, and may be observed, at any season, wherever there is a river, canal, or lake, those streams being preferred the banks of which are lined with trees or bushes. Like most other birds of brilliant plumage, it is no vocalist; its only note being a wild piping cry, which it utters while on the wing. Happily the Kingfishers are again on the increase in our country.
The Kingfisher is a permanent resident in this country and can be seen at any time of the year wherever there’s a river, canal, or lake, especially where the banks are lined with trees or bushes. Like many other brightly colored birds, it isn’t known for its singing; its only sound is a sharp piping cry that it makes while flying. Fortunately, Kingfishers are making a comeback in our country.
CORÁCIAS GÁRRULUS
About twenty specimens in all of this bird have been observed in England, the one of most recent occurrence being, I believe, [Pg 135] one which was shot close to my garden, on the twentieth of September, 1852. The winter home of the Roller is Africa, and it is said to be particularly abundant in Algeria. About the middle of April it crosses the Mediterranean, and seems to prefer the north of Europe to the south as a summer residence, being more abundant in Germany and the south of Russia than in France, though many proceed no further than Sicily and Greece. Its food consists mainly of caterpillars and other insects. The name Roller, being derived directly from the French Rollier, should be pronounced so as to rhyme with 'dollar'.
About twenty specimens of this bird have been spotted in England, with the most recent one being, I believe, [Pg 135] which was shot near my garden on September 20, 1852. The Roller’s winter home is Africa, and it’s said to be particularly common in Algeria. Around mid-April, it crosses the Mediterranean and seems to prefer northern Europe over southern Europe for the summer, being more plentiful in Germany and southern Russia than in France, although many stop in Sicily and Greece. Its diet mainly consists of caterpillars and other insects. The name Roller, which comes directly from the French Rollier, should be pronounced to rhyme with 'dollar'.
MÊROPS APIÁSTER
This bird, which in brilliancy of plumage vies with the Hummingbirds, possesses little claim to be ranked among soberly clad British birds. Stray instances are indeed met with from time to time, but at distant intervals. In the islands of the Mediterranean, and in the southern countries of Europe, they are common summer visitors, and in Asia Minor and the south of Russia they are yet more frequent. They are gregarious in habits, having been observed, both in Europe, their summer, and in Africa, their winter residence, to perch together on the branches of trees in small flocks. They also build their nests near each other. These are excavations in the banks of rivers, variously stated to be extended to the depth of from six inches to as many feet. Their flight is graceful and light, resembling that of the Swallows. Their food consists of winged insects, especially bees and wasps, which they not only catch when they are wandering at large through the air, but watch for near their nests. The inhabitants of Candia and Cyprus are said to catch them by the help of a light silk line, to which is attached by a fish-hook a wild bee. The latter in its endeavour to escape soars into the air, and the Bee-eater seizing it becomes the prey of the aërial fisherman. [Pg 136]
This bird, which rivals Hummingbirds in its vibrant plumage, doesn't really belong among the more subdued British birds. You might come across a few from time to time, but they are quite rare. In the Mediterranean islands and southern Europe, they are common summer visitors, and they're even more frequent in Asia Minor and southern Russia. They are social creatures; during their summer in Europe and winter in Africa, they’ve been seen perching together in small flocks on tree branches. They also build their nests close to one another. These nests are dug into riverbanks, sometimes reported to go as deep as six inches to several feet. Their flight is light and graceful, similar to that of Swallows. They primarily eat winged insects, especially bees and wasps, which they catch both in the air and near their nests. People in Candia and Cyprus reportedly catch them using a light silk line with a fish hook attached to a wild bee. As the bee tries to escape, it flies up, and the Bee-eater swoops in, becoming the target of the aerial fisherman. [Pg 136]
UPUPA EPOPS
Little appears to be known of the habits of this very foreign-looking bird from observation in Great Britain. The season at which it is seen in this country is usually autumn, though a few instances have occurred of its having bred with us. In the south of Europe and north of Africa it is of common occurrence as a summer visitor, but migrates southwards in autumn. Its English name is evidently derived from the French Huppe, a word which also denotes 'a crest', the most striking characteristic of the bird. It is called also in France Puput, a word coined, perhaps, to denote the noise of disgust which one naturally makes at encountering an unpleasant odour, this, it is said, being the constant accompaniment of its nest, which is always found in a filthy condition, owing to the neglect of the parent birds in failing to remove offensive matter, in conformity with the laudable practise of most other birds. In spite of the martial appearance of its crest, it is said to be excessively timid, and to fly from an encounter with the smallest bird that opposes it. It lives principally on the ground, feeding on beetles and ants. On trees it sometimes perches but does not climb, and builds its nest in holes in trees and walls, rarely in clefts of rocks. It walks with a show of dignity when on the ground, erecting its crest from time to time. In spring the male utters a note not unlike the coo of a Wood-pigeon, which it repeats several times, and at other seasons it occasionally emits a sound something like the shrill note of the Greenfinch. But it is no musician and is as little anxious to be heard as seen. The nest is a simple structure composed of a few scraps of dried grass and feathers, and contains from four to six eggs. It would breed here annually if not always shot on arrival. [Pg 137]
Little seems to be known about the habits of this very unusual-looking bird based on observations in Great Britain. It is usually seen in the autumn, although there have been a few instances of it breeding here. In southern Europe and northern Africa, it is commonly found as a summer visitor but migrates southward in the autumn. Its English name clearly comes from the French Huppe, which also means 'a crest,' the bird's most striking feature. It’s also called Puput in France, a term possibly created to mimic the disgusted sound people make when they encounter a bad smell; this is said to be the constant state of its nest, which is often filthy because the parent birds neglect to remove waste, unlike most other birds. Despite its fierce-looking crest, it is said to be very timid and will flee from the smallest bird that challenges it. It mainly feeds on the ground, eating beetles and ants. It sometimes perches on trees but doesn’t climb and builds its nest in holes in trees or walls, rarely in crevices of rocks. It walks with a sense of dignity when on the ground, occasionally raising its crest. In spring, the male makes a sound similar to the coo of a Wood-pigeon, repeating it several times, and at other times it emits a sound reminiscent of the sharp note of the Greenfinch. However, it’s not a great singer and doesn’t seem eager to be heard or seen. Its nest is a simple structure made of a few bits of dried grass and feathers, containing four to six eggs. It would breed here every year if it weren’t usually shot upon arrival. [Pg 137]
CÚCULUS CANÓRUS
No bird in a state of nature utters a note approaching so closely the sound of the human voice as the Cuckoo; on this account, perhaps, partially at least, it has at all times been regarded with especial interest. Its habits have been much investigated, and they are found to be unlike those of any other bird. The Cuckoo was a puzzle to the earlier naturalists, and there are points in its biography which are controverted still. From the days of Aristotle to those of Pliny, it was supposed to undergo a metamorphosis twice a year, appearing during the summer months as a Cuckoo, "a bird of the hawk kind, though destitute of curved talons and hooked beak, and having the bill of a Pigeon; should it chance to appear simultaneously with a Hawk it was devoured, being the sole example of a bird being killed by one of its own kind. In winter it actually changed into a Merlin, but reappeared in spring in its own form, but with an altered voice, laid a single egg, or rarely two, in the nest of some other bird, generally a Pigeon, declining to rear its own young, because it knew itself to be a common object of hostility among all birds, and that its brood would be in consequence unsafe, unless it practised a deception. The young Cuckoo being naturally greedy, monopolized the food brought to the nest by its foster parents; it thus grew fat and sleek, and so excited its dam with admiration of her lovely offspring, that she first neglected her own chicks, then suffered them to be devoured before her eyes, and finally fell a victim herself to his voracious appetite."[23]—A strange fiction, yet not more strange than the truth, a glimmering of which appears throughout. We know well enough now that the Cuckoo does not change into a Merlin, but migrates in autumn to the southern regions of Africa; but this neither Aristotle nor Pliny could have known, for the common belief in their days was, that a continued progress southwards would bring the traveller to a climate too fierce for the maintenance of animal life. Now the Merlin visits the south of Europe, just at the season when the Cuckoo disappears, and returns northwards to [Pg 138] breed in spring, a fact in its history as little known as the migration of the Cuckoo. It bears a certain resemblance to the Cuckoo, particularly in its barred plumage, certainly a greater one than exists between a caterpillar and a butterfly, so that there were some grounds for the belief in a metamorphosis, strengthened not a little by the fact that the habits of the bird were peculiar in other respects. Even so late as the time of our own countrymen, Willughby and Ray (1676), it was a matter of doubt whether the Cuckoo lay torpid in a hollow tree, or migrated during winter. These authors, though they do not admit their belief of a story told by Aldrovandus of a certain Swiss peasant having heard the note of a Cuckoo proceed from a log of wood which he had thrown into a furnace, thought it highly probable that the Cuckoo did become torpid during winter, and were acquainted with instances of persons who had heard its note during unusually mild winter weather. A Cuckoo which had probably been hatched off too late to go away with the rest remained about the tennis ground of a relative of the present editor until the middle of November, getting very tame. Then, unfortunately, a cat got it. The assertion again of the older naturalists, that the Cuckoo is the object of hatred among birds generally, seems credible, though I should be inclined to consider its habit of laying its eggs in the nests of other birds as the cause rather than the consequence of its unpopularity. The contrary, however, is the fact, numerous anecdotes of the Cuckoo showing that it is regarded by many other birds with a respect which amounts to infatuation, rather than with apprehension. The statement that it lays but one egg is erroneous, so also is the assertion of Willughby that it invariably destroys the eggs found in a nest previously to depositing its own. Pliny's assertion that the young bird devours its foster brothers and sisters is nearer the truth, but his account of its crowning act of impiety in swallowing its nurse, is, I need not say, altogether unfounded in fact. Having disposed of these errors, some of which are entertained by the credulous or ill-informed at the present day, I will proceed to sketch in outline the biography of this singular bird, as the facts are now pretty generally admitted.
No bird in the wild sounds as much like the human voice as the Cuckoo. Because of this, it has always been of special interest. Its behaviors have been studied extensively and are unlike those of any other bird. The Cuckoo puzzled early naturalists, and there are still debated aspects of its life. From the time of Aristotle to Pliny, it was believed to go through a transformation twice a year, appearing as a Cuckoo during the summer months, described as "a bird of the hawk kind, though lacking curved talons and a hooked beak, possessing the bill of a Pigeon." If it happened to appear at the same time as a Hawk, it would be eaten, which was thought to be the only example of a bird being killed by another of its species. In winter, it was believed to turn into a Merlin, but reappeared in spring in its original form, albeit with a different call. It laid a single egg, or rarely two, in the nest of another bird, usually a Pigeon, refusing to raise its own young because it knew it would be a common target for all birds, making its offspring unsafe unless it practiced deception. The young Cuckoo was naturally greedy and monopolized the food brought to the nest by its foster parents. It grew plump and sleek, so much so that its mother neglected her own chicks, allowed them to be eaten right before her eyes, and ultimately became a victim of her own offspring's hunger.[23]—A strange story, yet not stranger than the truth, which shines through in parts. We now know that the Cuckoo does not transform into a Merlin but migrates to southern Africa in autumn; however, Aristotle and Pliny couldn't have known this, as the common belief at that time was that traveling south would eventually lead to a climate too harsh for any animal life to survive. The Merlin visits southern Europe just as the Cuckoo disappears, returning north in spring to breed, a fact as little understood as the migration of the Cuckoo itself. The Merlin bears some resemblance to the Cuckoo, especially in its barred feathers, certainly resembling each other more than a caterpillar resembles a butterfly, providing some basis for the belief in transformation, further backed by the Cuckoo's unusual behaviors. Even as late as the time of Willughby and Ray (1676), there was still doubt about whether the Cuckoo hibernated in a hollow tree or migrated during winter. These authors, while not fully believing a story from Aldrovandus about a Swiss peasant hearing Cuckoo calls from a log in a furnace, thought it quite probable that the Cuckoo hibernated in winter and noted instances of people hearing its call during unusually mild winters. One Cuckoo, likely hatched too late to migrate, stayed near the tennis court of a relative of the current editor until mid-November, becoming quite tame. Unfortunately, it was eventually caught by a cat. The older naturalists' claim that the Cuckoo is generally hated by birds seems credible, although I lean towards seeing its habit of laying eggs in other birds' nests as the reason for its unpopularity rather than the result. However, the opposite is true; many anecdotes show that some birds regard the Cuckoo with a level of admiration that borders on infatuation rather than fear. The claim that it lays only one egg is incorrect, as is Willughby's assertion that it always destroys the eggs already in a nest before laying its own. Pliny's claim that the young Cuckoo eats its foster siblings is closer to the truth, but his account of it devouring its nurse is, needless to say, completely unfounded. Having addressed these misconceptions, some of which are still believed by the uninformed today, I will outline the biography of this remarkable bird as the facts are now widely accepted.
The Cuckoo arrives in this country about the middle of April; the time of its coming to different countries is adapted to the time of the foster-parents' breeding. During the whole of its stay it leads a wandering life, building no nest, and attaching itself to no particular locality. It shows no hostility towards birds of another kind, and little affection for those of its own. If two males meet in the course of their wandering they frequently fight with intense animosity. I was once witness of an encounter between two birds who chanced to meet in mid-air. Without alighting they attacked each other with fury, pecking at each other and changing places just as one sees two barn-door cocks fight for the supremacy of the dunghill. Feathers flew in profusion, and in their passion the angry birds heeded my presence so little that they came almost within arm's length of me. These single combats account for the belief formerly entertained that the Cuckoo was the only sort of Hawk that preyed on its own kind. The female does not pair or keep to one mate. It is, however, frequently accompanied by a small bird of another kind, said to be a Meadow Pipit.
The Cuckoo arrives in this country around mid-April; the timing of its arrival in different countries aligns with when its foster-parents are breeding. Throughout its time here, it leads a wandering life, doesn’t build a nest, and doesn’t settle in any specific location. It shows no hostility towards other bird species and little interest in its own. If two males encounter each other while wandering, they often fight with great intensity. I once witnessed a clash between two birds that happened to meet in mid-air. Without landing, they fiercely attacked each other, pecking and changing positions like two roosters battling for dominance on the farm. Feathers flew everywhere, and in their frenzy, the aggressive birds got so close to me that they were almost within arm's reach. These one-on-one fights contributed to the belief that the Cuckoo was the only type of Hawk that hunted its own kind. The female does not mate or stay with one partner. However, it is often seen with a small bird of another species, said to be a Meadow Pipit.
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The Cuckoo hunts for its food both in trees and on the ground. On its first arrival it lives principally on beetles, but when caterpillars become abundant it prefers them, especially the hairy sorts. In the months of May and June, the female Cuckoo lays her eggs (the number of which is variously estimated from five to twelve), choosing a separate locality for each, and that invariably the nest of some other bird. The nests in which the egg of a Cuckoo has been found in this country are those of the Hedge Sparrow, Robin, Redstart, Whitethroat, Willow Warbler, Sedge Warbler, Wagtail, Pipit, Skylark, Yellow Bunting, Chaffinch, Greenfinch, Linnet, Blackbird and Wren; the Pipit being the most frequent. It has now been ascertained that the nests of birds in which the Cuckoo lays its eggs in different countries number 145 species.[24] In some of these instances, the position and structure of the nests were such that a bird of so large a size could not possibly have laid an egg in the usual way. Hence, and from other evidence, it is pretty clear that the egg is in all cases laid at a distance from the nest and carried by the bird in her bill to its destination. The bird can have no difficulty in accomplishing this seemingly hard task; for the gape of the Cuckoo is wide, and the egg disproportionately small, no larger in fact than the egg of the Skylark, a bird only a fourth of its size. The period during which a nest is fit for the reception of a Cuckoo's egg is short; if a time were chosen between the completion of the nest and the laying of the first egg by the rightful owner, the Cuckoo could have no security that her egg would receive incubation in good time, and again if the hen were sitting there would be no possibility of introducing her egg surreptitiously. She accordingly searches for a nest in which one egg or more is laid, and in the absence of the owner lays down her burden and departs. There are certain grave suspicions that the intruder sometimes makes room for her own egg by destroying those already laid; but this, if it be true, is exceptional. If it were very much larger than the rest, it might excite suspicion, and be either turned out, or be the cause of the nest being deserted; it would require, moreover, a longer incubation than the rest, and would either fail to be hatched, or produce a young Cuckoo at a time when his foster-brothers had grown strong enough to thwart his evil designs. As it is, after fourteen days' incubation, the eggs are hatched simultaneously, or nearly so, the Cuckoo being generally [Pg 140] the first. No sooner does the young bird see the day, than he proceeds to secure for himself the whole space of the nest and the sole attention of his foster-parents, by insinuating himself under the other young birds and any eggs which may remain unhatched, and hurling them over the edge of the nest, where they are left to perish. 'The singularity of its shape', says Dr. Jenner, 'is well adapted for these purposes; for, different from other newly-hatched birds, its back from the shoulders downwards is very broad, with a considerable depression in the middle. To the question which naturally suggests itself, 'Why does the young Cuckoo thus monopolize the nest and the attentions of its foster parents?' the solution is plain. The newly-hatched bird must of necessity be less in size than the egg from which it proceeded, but a full-grown Cuckoo exceeds the dimensions of a whole brood of Pipits; its growth therefore must be rapid and cannot be maintained without a large supply of food. But the old birds could not possibly with their utmost exertions feed a brood of their own kind and satisfy the demands made by the appetite of the voracious stranger as well. The latter consequently saves them from this impossible task, and, by appropriating to his single use the nourishment intended for a brood of four or five, not only makes provision for his own well-being, but helps them out of a difficulty. So assiduously is he taken care of that he soon becomes a portly bird and fills his nest; in about three weeks he is able to fly, but for a period of four or five weeks more his foster-parents continue to feed him. It is probable that the young Cuckoo actually exercises some fascination over other birds. There is a case on record in which a pair of Meadow Pipits were seen to throw out their own young ones to make room for the intruder. In another instance, a young Cuckoo which had been taken from the nest and was being reared by hand escaped from confinement. Having one of its wings cut, it could not fly, but was found again, at the expiration of a month, within a few fields of the house where it was reared, and several little wild birds were in the act of feeding it. The Bishop of Norwich[25] mentions two instances in which a young Cuckoo in captivity was fed by a young Thrush which had only just learnt to feed itself.
The Cuckoo searches for food both in trees and on the ground. When it first arrives, it mainly eats beetles, but when caterpillars are plentiful, it prefers them, especially the hairy kinds. In May and June, the female Cuckoo lays her eggs (which are estimated to number between five and twelve), selecting a different location for each and always choosing the nest of another bird. The nests where Cuckoo eggs have been found in this country include those of the Hedge Sparrow, Robin, Redstart, Whitethroat, Willow Warbler, Sedge Warbler, Wagtail, Pipit, Skylark, Yellow Bunting, Chaffinch, Greenfinch, Linnet, Blackbird, and Wren, with the Pipit being the most common. It's now known that the nests of birds in different countries where the Cuckoo lays its eggs number 145 species.[24] In some cases, the structure and placement of the nests were such that a bird of the Cuckoo's size could not have laid an egg there in the usual manner. Therefore, it is evident that the egg is laid away from the nest and carried by the bird in her bill to its destination. The bird has no trouble performing this seemingly difficult task; the Cuckoo has a wide gape, and the egg is relatively small, the same size as a Skylark egg, which is only a quarter of its size. The time frame for a nest to be suitable for a Cuckoo egg is brief; if the Cuckoo were to wait between the completion of the nest and the rightful owner's first egg, she couldn't be sure her egg would be incubated promptly. Conversely, if the mother bird is sitting on her eggs, there would be no way for the Cuckoo to secretly introduce her egg. As a result, she looks for a nest with one or more eggs already laid, and in the absence of the nest's owner, she lays her egg and leaves. There are serious suspicions that sometimes the intruder makes space for her egg by getting rid of the ones already there; but if this happens, it seems to be rare. If her egg were significantly larger than the others, it might raise suspicion and be either removed or cause the abandonment of the nest; also, it would need longer to hatch than the rest, resulting in the Cuckoo hatching at a time when its foster siblings are strong enough to oppose it. After about fourteen days of incubation, the eggs hatch almost at the same time, with the Cuckoo generally being the first. As soon as the young bird sees the light of day, it makes sure to take up the entire space of the nest and the full attention of its foster parents by pushing itself beneath the other chicks and any unhatched eggs, tossing them over the edge of the nest to let them perish. "The uniqueness of its shape," says Dr. Jenner, "is well suited for these purposes; unlike other newly-hatched birds, its back from the shoulders down is very broad, with a significant dip in the middle." To the question that naturally arises, "Why does the young Cuckoo monopolize the nest and its foster parents' attention?" the answer is clear. The newly-hatched chick must be smaller than the egg it came from, but an adult Cuckoo is bigger than a whole brood of Pipits; therefore, it must grow quickly and requires a large amount of food to do so. However, the adult birds can't possibly feed a brood of their own while also meeting the demands of a greedy interloper. This way, the Cuckoo relieves them of an impossible task and, by taking what would be enough food for a brood of four or five, ensures its own survival while helping the parent birds out of a tough situation. It is so well cared for that it soon becomes a robust bird and fills its nest; in about three weeks, it can fly, but for another four to five weeks, its foster parents continue to feed it. It is likely that the young Cuckoo actually exerts some kind of influence over other birds. There is a recorded instance where a pair of Meadow Pipits were seen throwing out their own young to make space for the intruder. In another case, a young Cuckoo taken from the nest and hand-raised escaped confinement. With one of its wings clipped and unable to fly, it was found a month later in a nearby field, being fed by several small wild birds. The Bishop of Norwich[25] mentions two cases of a young Cuckoo in captivity being fed by a young Thrush that had just learned to find food on its own.
In the days when omens were observed, it was considered a matter of high import to hear the song of the Nightingale before that of the Cuckoo. Thus Chaucer says:
In the days when people looked for signs, it was seen as very important to hear the song of the Nightingale before the Cuckoo. So Chaucer says:
The song of the Cuckoo, I need scarcely remark, consists of but two notes, of which the upper is, I believe, invariably, E flat, the lower most frequently C natural, forming, however, not a perfect musical interval, but something between a minor and a major third. Occasionally two birds may be heard singing at once, one seemingly aiming at a minor, the other a major third; the effect is, of course, discordant. Sometimes the first note is pronounced two or three times, thus 'cuck-cuck-cuckoo', and I have heard it repeated rapidly many times in succession, so as to resemble the trilling note of the Nightingale, but in a lower key. The note of the nestling is a shrill plaintive chirp, which may best be imitated by twisting a glass stopper in a bottle. Even the human ear has no difficulty in understanding it as a cry for food, of which it is insatiable. Towards the end of June the Cuckoo, according to the old adage, 'alters its tune', which at first loses its musical character and soon ceases altogether. In July the old birds leave us, the males by themselves first, and the females not many days after; but the young birds remain until October.
The song of the cuckoo, I barely need to point out, consists of just two notes, with the upper one usually being E flat and the lower most often C natural, creating something between a minor and a major third rather than a perfect musical interval. Sometimes, you might hear two birds singing at the same time, one going for a minor third and the other for a major third; this results in a dissonant effect. Occasionally, the first note is repeated two or three times, sounding like 'cuck-cuck-cuckoo', and I’ve heard it repeated rapidly many times, resembling the trilling of a nightingale but in a lower pitch. The chick's note is a sharp, pleading chirp, best imitated by twisting a glass stopper in a bottle. Even humans can easily recognize it as a call for food, which they are always hungry for. Towards the end of June, the cuckoo, as the saying goes, 'changes its tune', which loses its musical quality and eventually stops altogether. In July, the adult birds leave, with the males departing first, followed shortly by the females; however, the young birds stick around until October.
Referring to the young cuckoo's manner of ejecting the eggs of its foster-parents, and the reason for this apparently cruel action, the editor refers our readers to Mr. W. H. Hudson's interesting chapter in Idle Days in Hampshire.
Referring to the way the young cuckoo pushes out the eggs of its foster parents and the reason behind this seemingly harsh behavior, the editor directs our readers to Mr. W. H. Hudson's engaging chapter in Idle Days in Hampshire.
STRIX FLAMMEA
Returning from our Summer-evening's walk at the pleasant time when twilight is deepening into night, when the Thrush has piped its last roundelay, and the Nightingale is gathering strength for a flesh flood of melody, a sudden exclamation from our companion 'What was that?' compels us to look in the direction pointed at just in time to catch a glimpse of a phantom-like body disappearing behind the hedge-row. But that the air is still, we might have imagined it to be a sheet of silver paper wafted along by the wind, so lightly and noiselessly did it pass on. We know, however, that a pair of Barn Owls have appropriated these hunting-grounds, and that this is their time of sallying forth; we are aware, too, how stealthily they fly along the lanes, dipping behind the trees, searching round the hay-stacks, skimming over the stubble, and all with an absence of sound that scarcely belongs to moving life. Yet, though by no means slow of flight, the Barn Owl can scarcely be said to cleave the air; rather, it fans its way onwards with its down-fringed wings, and the air, thus softly treated, quietly yields to the gentle force, and retires without murmur to allow it a passage. Not without meaning is this silence preserved. The nimble little animals that constitute the chase, are quick-sighted and sharp of hearing, but the pursuer gives no notice of his approach, and they know not their doom till they feel the inevitable talons in their sides. The victim secured, silence is no longer necessary. The successful hunter lifts up his voice in a sound of triumph, repairs to the nearest tree to regale himself on his prize, and, for a few minutes—that is, until the chase is resumed—utters his loud weird shriek again and again. In the morning, the Owl will retire to his private cell and will spend the day perched on end, dozing and digesting as long as the sunlight is too powerful for his large and sensitive eyes. Peep in on him in his privacy, and he will stretch out or move from side to side his grotesque head, ruffling his feathers, and hissing as [Pg 143] though your performance were worthy of all condemnation. Yet he is a very handsome and most amusing bird, more worthy of being domesticated as a pet than many others held in high repute. Taken young from the nest, he is soon on familiar terms with his owner, recognizes him by a flapping of wings and a hiss whenever he approaches, clearing his premises of mice, and showing no signs of pining at the restriction placed on his liberty. Give him a bird, and he will soon show that, though contented with mice, he quite appreciates more refined fare. Grasping the body with his talons, he deliberately plucks off all the large feathers with his beak, tears off the head, and swallows it at one gulp, and then proceeds to devour the rest piece-meal. In a wild state his food consists mainly of mice, which he swallows whole, beetles, and sometimes fish, which he catches by pouncing on them in the water.
Returning from our summer evening walk during the lovely time when twilight is turning into night, when the thrush has sung its last song, and the nightingale is gathering strength for an outpouring of melody, a sudden shout from our companion, "What was that?" makes us look in the direction they’re pointing just in time to catch a glimpse of a ghostly figure disappearing behind the hedge. If the air weren't still, we might have thought it was a piece of silver paper blown along by the wind, it moved so lightly and quietly. We know, though, that a pair of barn owls have claimed this hunting ground, and this is their time to come out; we also know how stealthily they fly along the lanes, dipping behind the trees, searching around the haystacks, skimming over the stubble, all without a sound that normally comes with living creatures. Yet, even though the barn owl is not slow in flight, it hardly seems to "cut" through the air; rather, it "fans" its way forward with its soft wings, and the air, gently treated, quietly yields and parts to let it pass. This silence is not without significance. The quick little animals that are its prey have sharp eyesight and hearing, but the hunter gives no warning of its approach, and they aren’t aware of their fate until they feel the inevitable claws in their sides. Once the victim is caught, silence is no longer needed. The successful hunter lets out a triumphant sound, flies up to the nearest tree to enjoy its prize, and for a few minutes—until the chase starts up again—makes its loud, eerie shriek over and over. In the morning, the owl retreats to its secluded spot and spends the day perching in silence, dozing and digesting while the sunlight is too strong for its large, sensitive eyes. If you peek in on it in its quiet moment, it will stretch out or move its strange head from side to side, ruffling its feathers and hissing as if to say that your presence is completely unacceptable. Still, it is a very handsome and entertaining bird, more deserving of being kept as a pet than many others considered popular. When taken young from the nest, it quickly becomes familiar with its owner, recognizing them with a flap of wings and a hiss whenever they approach, clearing its space of mice, and showing no signs of distress at the limits placed on its freedom. Give it a bird, and it will soon prove that, while happy with mice, it also enjoys more delicate meals. Grasping the body with its talons, it deliberately plucks off all the large feathers with its beak, tears off the head, swallows it whole, and then goes on to eat the rest piece by piece. In the wild, its diet mainly consists of mice, which it swallows whole, beetles, and sometimes fish, which it catches by diving onto them in the water.
The service which the Barn Owl renders to the agriculturist, by its consumption of rats and mice, must be exceedingly great, yet it is little appreciated. "When it has young", says Mr. Waterton, "it will bring a mouse to the nest every twelve or fifteen minutes. But in order to have a proper idea of the enormous quantity of mice which this bird destroys, we must examine the pellets which it ejects from its stomach in the place of its retreat. Every pellet contains from four to seven skeletons of mice. In sixteen months from the time that the apartment of the Owl on the old gateway was cleared out, there has been a deposit of above a bushel of pellets."
The service that the Barn Owl provides to farmers by eating rats and mice is really significant, but it’s not often appreciated. "When it has young," says Mr. Waterton, "it will bring a mouse to the nest every twelve or fifteen minutes. But to understand the huge number of mice this bird gets rid of, we need to look at the pellets it regurgitates in its hiding spot. Each pellet contains four to seven mouse skeletons. In the sixteen months since we cleared out the Owl's apartment in the old gateway, over a bushel of pellets has accumulated."
The plumage of the Barn Owl is remarkable for its softness, its delicacy of pencilling on the upper parts and its snowy whiteness below. Its face is perfectly heart-shaped during life, but when the animal is dead becomes circular. The female is slightly larger than her mate, and her colours are somewhat darker. The nest of the Barn Owl is a rude structure placed in the bird's daily haunt. The eggs vary in number, and the bird lays them at different periods, each egg after the first being hatched (partially at least) by the heat of the young birds already in being. That this is always the case it would not be safe to assert, but that it is so sometimes there can be no doubt. The young birds are ravenous eaters and proverbially ugly; when craving food they make a noise resembling a snore. The Barn or White Owl is said to be the most generally diffused of all the tribe, being found in almost all latitudes of both hemispheres, and it appears to be everywhere an object of terror to the ignorant. A bird of the night, the time when evil deeds are done, it bespeaks for itself an evil reputation; making ruins and hollow trees its resort, it becomes associated with the gloomiest legends; uttering its discordant note during the hours of darkness, it is rarely heard save by the benighted traveller, or by the weary watcher at the bed of the sick and dying; and who more susceptible of alarming impressions than these? It is therefore scarcely surprising that the common incident [Pg 144] of a Screech-Owl being attracted by a solitary midnight taper to flutter against the window of a sick room, and there to utter its melancholy wail, should for a time shake the faith of the watcher, and, when repeated with the customary exaggerations, should obtain for the poor harmless mouser the unmerited title of 'harbinger of death'.
The Barn Owl's feathers are notable for their softness, the delicate patterns on its back, and its pure white underparts. Its face is heart-shaped while alive, but becomes round when it dies. The female is a bit larger than the male and has slightly darker colors. The Barn Owl’s nest is a simple structure found in its typical habitat. The number of eggs can vary, and the bird lays them at different times, with each egg after the first being warmed (at least partially) by the chicks that have already hatched. While it can't be guaranteed that this always happens, it's clear that it does at times. The chicks are greedy eaters and notoriously unattractive; when they're hungry, they make a sound that resembles snoring. The Barn or White Owl is said to be the most widespread of its kind, found in nearly all latitudes of both hemispheres, and it seems to be feared everywhere by those who lack understanding. As a creature of the night, associated with the time when evil acts occur, it has developed a bad reputation; it often inhabits ruins and hollow trees, connecting it to the darkest myths; its discordant call during the night is seldom heard except by lost travelers or by those keeping vigil by the bed of the sick and dying—who can be more easily frightened than these? So, it's hardly surprising that the common occurrence of a Screech-Owl being drawn to a lone candlelight at midnight, fluttering against the window of a sickroom and letting out its mournful cry, might briefly shake the faith of the caregiver, and, when exaggerated over time, earn the poor harmless creature the undeserved title of “harbinger of death.”
ASIO ÓTUS
Though not among the most frequent of the English Owls, this species occurs in most of the wooded parts of England and Ireland, as indeed it does in nearly all parts of the world where woods are to be found. It is more common than is usually supposed in France, where it unites in its own person all the malpractises which have been popularly ascribed to the whole tribe of Owls. It is there said to be held in great detestation by all the rest of the feathered tribe; a fact which is turned to good account by the bird-catcher, who, having set his traps and limed twigs, conceals himself in the neighbourhood and imitates the note of this Owl. The little birds, impelled by rage or fear, or a silly combination of both, assemble for the purpose of mobbing the common enemy. In their anxiety to discern the object of their abhorrence, they fall one after another into the snare, and become the prey of the fowler. The Long-eared Owl is not altogether undeserving of the persecution which is thus intended for her, her principal food being field-mice, but also such little birds as she can surprise when asleep. In fact, she respects neither the person nor the property of her neighbours, making her home in the old nests of large birds and squirrels, and appropriating, as food for herself and her voracious young, the carcases of any that she finds herself strong enough to master and kill.
Although it’s not one of the most common owls in England, this species can be found in most wooded areas of England and Ireland, just like in almost all parts of the world where there are woods. It’s more prevalent in France than many realize, where it embodies all the negative traits often attributed to owls in general. It’s said to be greatly despised by other birds, and this is something bird-catchers take advantage of; they set traps and limed twigs nearby, then hide and mimic the call of this owl. Smaller birds, driven by anger or fear—or a ridiculous mix of both—gather to attack the common enemy. In their eagerness to identify the source of their outrage, they fall into the traps one by one, becoming the prey of the bird-catcher. The Long-eared Owl isn’t entirely innocent of the animosity directed at it, as its main diet consists of field mice and small birds it can catch while they’re asleep. In fact, it shows no regard for the property or well-being of its neighbors, making its home in old nests built by larger birds and squirrels, and claiming any carcasses it is strong enough to overpower and kill as food for itself and its hungry young.
The cry of this bird is only occasionally uttered—a sort of barking noise. The note of the young bird is a loud mewing and seems to be intended as a petition to its parents for a supply of food. A writer in the Zoologist[28] who has had many opportunities of observing [Pg 145] this species in its native haunts, says that it does not confine its flight entirely to the darker hours, as he has met with it in the woods sailing quickly along, as if hawking, on a bright summer day. It is curious to observe, he says, how flat they invariably make their nests, so much so, that it is difficult to conceive how the eggs retain their position, even in a slight wind, when the parent bird leaves them. The eggs are four to six in number, and there are grounds for supposing that the female bird begins to sit as soon as she has laid her first egg.
The call of this bird is heard only occasionally—a sort of barking sound. The young bird's call is a loud mewing, seemingly a request to its parents for food. A writer in the Zoologist[28] who has observed this species in its natural habitat says it doesn’t limit its flying to nighttime, as he has seen it gliding swiftly through the woods on bright summer days, almost as if it were hunting. It's interesting to note, he says, how flat they make their nests, to the point that it’s hard to imagine how the eggs stay in place, even in a slight breeze, when the parent bird leaves. The eggs typically number between four to six, and there’s reason to believe that the female starts sitting on them as soon as she lays her first egg.
ASIO ACCIPITRÍNUS
From the name, Hawk-Owl, sometimes given to this species, we should expect to find this bird not so decidedly nocturnal in its habits as the preceding; and such is the case; for, though it does not habitually hunt by day, it has been known to catch up chickens from the farmyard, and has been seen in chase of pigeons. If attacked during daylight, it does not evince the powerless dismay of the last species, but effects a masterly retreat by soaring in a spiral direction until it has attained an elevation to which its adversary does not care to follow it. Unlike its allies, it frequents neither mountains nor forests, but is found breeding in a few marshy or moorland districts; later in the year it is met with in turnip fields and stubbles. As many as twenty-eight were once seen in a single turnip-field in England; from whence it has been inferred that in autumn the Short-eared Owls are gregarious, and establish themselves for a time in any place they fall in with, where field-mice or other small quadrupeds are abundant. In England this bird is not uncommonly started by sportsmen when in pursuit of game. It then flies with a quick zigzag motion for about a hundred yards, and alights on the ground, never on a tree. By some it is called the Woodcock-Owl, from its arriving and departing at about the same time with that bird; it is not, however, invariably a bird of passage, since many instances are on record of its breeding in this country, making a rude nest in a thick bush, either on the ground, or close to it, and feeding its young on mice, small birds, and even the larger game, as Moor-fowl, a bird more than double its own weight. The Short-eared Owl affords a beautiful illustration of a fact not generally known, that the nocturnal birds of prey have the right and left ear differently formed, one ear being so made as to hear sounds from above, and the other from below. The opening [Pg 146] into the channel for conveying sound is in the right ear, placed beneath the transverse fold, and directed upwards, while in the left ear the same opening is placed above the channel for conveying sound, and is directed downwards.
From the name Hawk-Owl, which is sometimes given to this species, we shouldn't expect this bird to be as strictly nocturnal as the previous one; and that's true. Although it doesn't usually hunt during the day, it has been known to catch chickens from farmyards and has been seen chasing pigeons. If it is threatened during daylight, it doesn't show the helpless fear of the last species but makes a skillful escape by soaring in a spiral until it reaches an altitude that its predator doesn't want to follow. Unlike its relatives, it doesn’t prefer mountains or forests; instead, it breeds in a few marshy or moorland areas. Later in the year, it can be found in turnip fields and stubble. At one point, as many as twenty-eight were spotted in a single turnip field in England, leading to the conclusion that in autumn, Short-eared Owls are social and settle in areas where field mice or other small mammals are plentiful. In England, this bird is often startled by hunters while they are going after game. It then flies in a quick zigzag for about a hundred yards before landing on the ground, never in trees. Some people call it the Woodcock-Owl because it arrives and leaves around the same time as that bird; however, it’s not always a migratory bird since there are many records of it breeding here, making a simple nest in a thick bush, either on the ground or close to it, and feeding its young on mice, small birds, and even larger game like Moor-fowl, which is more than twice its weight. The Short-eared Owl beautifully illustrates a lesser-known fact: nocturnal birds of prey have differently shaped right and left ears, with one ear able to hear sounds from above and the other from below. The opening that channels sound is in the right ear, located beneath the transverse fold and facing upwards, while in the left ear, the opening is above the channel for sound and directed downwards.
In the severe weather of January, 1861, I had the gratification of seeing three or four of these Owls among the sand-hills of the coast of Norfolk, near Holkham. I imagined them to be in pursuit of the Redwings and other small birds which had been driven by the intense cold to the sea-coast, since they flew about as Hawks do when hunting for prey, and occasionally alighted among the sand-hills. I even fell in with several heaps of feathers, showing where some unhappy bird had been picked and eaten. A few days afterwards, however, I inquired at another part of the coast whether there were any Owls there, and received for an answer, 'No, because there are no Rabbits'; from which I inferred that these birds have the reputation of hunting larger game than Thrushes, a charge which the size and power of their hooked talons seem to justify.
In the harsh weather of January 1861, I was pleased to spot three or four of these owls among the sand dunes along the coast of Norfolk, near Holkham. I thought they were chasing after redwings and other small birds that had been pushed to the seaside by the bitter cold, as they flew around like hawks searching for prey and occasionally landed among the sand dunes. I even came across several piles of feathers, indicating where some unfortunate bird had been caught and eaten. A few days later, though, I asked someone at another part of the coast if there were any owls there, and they replied, "No, because there are no rabbits." From this, I gathered that these birds are known for hunting larger prey than thrushes, a notion supported by the size and strength of their hooked talons.
SYRNIUM ALÚCO
This bird, the Ulula of the ancients, took its name from the Latin ululare; the word used to denote, and partially to imitate, the cry of the wolf; it enjoys also the doubtful honour of giving name to the whole tribe of 'Owls', whether they howl, hoot, or screech. This species is much more common than the Barn Owl in many districts, although it is decreasing in others. Owing to its nocturnal habits, and dusky colour, it is not so often seen as heard. It has many a time been my amusement to repair, towards the close of a summer evening, to a wood which I knew to be the resort of these birds, and to challenge them to an exchange of greetings, and I rarely failed to succeed. Their note may be imitated so exactly as to deceive even the birds themselves, by forming a hollow with the fingers and palms of the two hands, leaving an opening only between the second joints of the two thumbs, and then by blowing with considerable force down upon the opening thus made, so as to produce the sound hoo-hoo-hoo-o-o-o. I have thus induced a bird to follow me for some distance, echoing my defiance or greeting, [Pg 147] or whatever he may have deemed it; but I do not recollect that I ever caught sight of the bird.
This bird, known as the Ulula in ancient times, got its name from the Latin ululare; a term that referred to, and somewhat imitated, the wolf's cry. It also has the questionable honor of giving its name to the entire 'Owls' family, regardless of whether they howl, hoot, or screech. This species is quite common in many areas, even though it's declining in others. Due to its nighttime habits and dark color, it's usually heard more than seen. Many times, I've found it entertaining to head to a wood I knew these birds frequented at the end of a summer evening, challenging them to a greeting exchange, and I rarely failed to get a response. You can mimic their call so accurately that it can trick the birds themselves by forming a hollow with your fingers and palms, leaving an opening just between the second joints of your thumbs, and then blowing forcefully into that opening to create the sound hoo-hoo-hoo-o-o-o. I’ve managed to get a bird to follow me for a while, echoing my call or whatever it interpreted it to be; however, I don't recall ever actually seeing the bird. [Pg 147]
Squirrels, rats, mice, moles, shrews, and any small birds that he can surprise asleep, with insects, form his principal food. These he hunts by night, and retires for concealment by day to some thick tree or shrubbery, either in the hill country or the plains. The nest, composed principally of the dried pellets of undigested bones and fur, which all the Owls are in the habit of disgorging, is usually placed in a hollow tree: here the female lays about four eggs, from which emerge, in due time, as many grotesque bodies enveloped in a soft plush of grey yarn: destined, in due time, to become Tawny Owls. The full-grown females are larger than the males, and, being of a redder tinge, were formerly considered a distinct species. The old birds utter their loud hoo-hou! or to-whit, in-who! chiefly in the evening.
Squirrels, rats, mice, moles, shrews, and small birds he can catch off guard while they sleep, along with insects, make up his main diet. He hunts these at night and hides during the day in dense trees or bushes, whether in the hills or the plains. The nest, mostly made of dried pellets of undigested bones and fur that all owls typically regurgitate, is usually found in a hollow tree. Here, the female lays about four eggs, which will eventually hatch into quirky little chicks covered in soft gray down and destined to become Tawny Owls. The adult females are larger than the males and have a redder color, leading to their former classification as a separate species. The older birds primarily make their loud hoo-hou! or to-whit, in-who! calls in the evening.
CIRCUS ÆRUGINOSUS
The Harriers are bold predatory voracious birds, having somewhat of the appearance and movements of the Hawks. On a closer inspection, however, they are seen to approach nearer in character to the Owls. In the first place, they hunt their prey more in the morning and evening than at any other time of day. In the next place, these twilight habits are associated with a large head, and a somewhat defined face formed by a circle of short feathers; while the plumage generally is soft and loose, and their mode of hunting resembles that of the nocturnal predatory birds, rather than that of the Falcons. They are remarkable for the great difference which exists between the plumage of the two sexes, which has made the task of discriminating the number of species very difficult. Less active than the Falcons, they yet carry on a formidable [Pg 148] war against small birds, reptiles, and mice. The Harriers or Harrows are so called from their harrying propensities. Of similar import is the etymology of the English word 'havoc', which may be clearly traced to the Anglo-Saxon hafoc, or hawk. The habit of the Marsh Harrier is not to station itself on a tree or rock, thereon to explore the country; but while hunting, it is always on the wing, skimming along the ground, and beating about the bushes with a noiseless, unsteady flight, and always taking its prey on the ground. Rabbit-warrens afford this bird a favourite hunting-ground, where it either pounces on such living animals as it can surprise, or performs the office of undertaker to the dead bodies of rabbits killed by the weasels, burying them in the grave of its craw. In this ignoble office it is said to be sometimes assisted by the Buzzard, and both birds have been accused of setting to work before their unhappy victim has breathed its last. On the sea-shore, the Marsh Harrier commits great depredations among young water-fowl, and is often mobbed and driven from the neighbourhood by the assembled old birds. The Partridge and Quail often, too, fall victims to its voracity, so that the Marsh Harrier receives no quarter from gamekeepers. It places its nest generally near water, in a tuft of rushes, or at the base of a bush, constructing it of sticks, rushes, and long grass, and lays three or four eggs.
The Harriers are bold, predatory, and voracious birds that resemble Hawks in appearance and movement. However, on closer examination, they are actually more similar in nature to Owls. For starters, they tend to hunt their prey more during the morning and evening than at other times of the day. Additionally, these twilight habits are linked to their large heads and somewhat defined faces, which are surrounded by a circle of short feathers. Their feathers are generally soft and loose, and their hunting style resembles that of nocturnal predators rather than Falcons. There is a significant difference in plumage between the two sexes, making it challenging to identify the number of species. Although they are less active than Falcons, they still pose a serious threat to small birds, reptiles, and mice. The Harriers, or Harrows, get their name from their tendency to "harry." Similarly, the English word "havoc" can be traced back to the Anglo-Saxon word "hafoc," meaning hawk. The Marsh Harrier doesn't sit on a tree or rock to scout its surroundings; instead, it hunts while flying low, skimming the ground and moving through bushes with a silent, erratic flight, typically catching its prey from the ground. Rabbit warrens are favored hunting spots for this bird, where it either ambushes live animals or takes on the role of undertaker for rabbits killed by weasels, burying them in its crop. It's said that the Buzzard sometimes helps in this unglamorous task, and both birds have been accused of starting their scavenging before their unfortunate victim has even died. Along the coastline, the Marsh Harrier causes significant damage to young waterfowl and is often chased away by the adult birds that gather to defend their young. The Partridge and Quail also often fall prey to its hunger, leaving gamekeepers with no sympathy for the Marsh Harrier. Typically, it builds its nest near water, in a cluster of reeds or at the base of a bush, using sticks, reeds, and long grass, where it usually lays three or four eggs.
The Marsh Harrier is a widely dispersed species, being found, says Temminck, in all countries where there are marshes. It occurs now but sparingly in most parts of Great Britain and Ireland. It is better known as the Moor Buzzard.
The Marsh Harrier is a widely distributed species, found, according to Temminck, in every country with marshes. It's now only seen occasionally in most areas of Great Britain and Ireland. It's more commonly referred to as the Moor Buzzard.
CIRCUS CYÁNEUS
The Hen Harrier and Ringtail were formerly considered distinct species; and no wonder; for not only are they different in size, but dissimilar in colour, one having the upper parts grey, the lower white; and the other the upper parts reddish brown, and various parts of the plumage of a light colour, barred and streaked with deep brown. The experienced ornithologist, Montagu, suspecting that they were male and female of the same species, undertook to clear up the matter by rearing a brood taken from the same nest. The result was that at first there was no great difference except in size, all having the dark plumage of the Hen Harrier; but after the first moult, the males assumed the grey and white plumage, while the larger birds, the females, retained the gayer colouring, and the latter was the Ringtail. In habits both birds resemble the Marsh Harrier, but do not confine themselves to damp places. They frequent open plains, hillsides, and inclosed fields, hunting a few feet above the surface of the ground, and beating for game as skilfully as a well-trained spaniel. The moment that the Harrier sees a probable victim he rises to a height of twenty feet, hovers for a moment, and then comes down with unerring aim on his prey, striking dead with a single blow, Partridge or Pheasant, Grouse or Blackcock, and showing strength not to be expected from his light figure, and slender, though sharp talons. Not unfrequently he accompanies the sportsman, keeping carefully out of shot, and pouncing on the birds, killing them, and carrying them off to be devoured in retirement. He preys exclusively on animals killed by himself, destroying a great quantity of game small mammals, birds and reptiles. It is a generally-diffused bird, by no means so common as the Kestrel and Sparrow-hawk, but is met with occasionally in most countries of Europe and Asia, and in various parts of the British Isles. It is far from improbable that this bird may frequently be seen, without being recognized as belonging to the Hawk tribe; indeed, the beautiful form and light blue and white plumage, might cause it to be mistaken for a Gull. It builds a flattish nest of sticks, just raised above the round, in a heather, or furze-bush, and lays four to six eggs.
The Hen Harrier and Ringtail were once thought to be different species, and it’s easy to see why; they not only differ in size but also in color, with one having grey upper parts and white underneath, while the other is reddish-brown above with various light-colored parts of the feathers, marked with deep brown bars and streaks. The experienced ornithologist Montagu believed they might be male and female of the same species, so he decided to investigate by raising a brood taken from the same nest. Initially, there was little difference except in size, as all had the dark plumage of the Hen Harrier; however, after the first molt, the males changed to the grey and white plumage, while the larger birds, the females, kept the brighter colors, which identified them as Ringtails. Both birds behave like the Marsh Harrier but don't limit themselves to damp areas. They can be found in open plains, hillsides, and enclosed fields, hunting just a few feet above the ground and searching for game as skillfully as a well-trained spaniel. As soon as the Harrier spots a potential target, it climbs up to about twenty feet, hovers for a moment, and then swoops down with precise aim, striking down Partridges, Pheasants, Grouse, or Blackcocks with a single blow, displaying surprising strength for its light build and slender but sharp talons. Often, it will follow the hunter, staying out of the line of fire, seizing the birds, killing them, and taking them away to eat in solitude. It only preys on animals it has killed itself, taking a significant number of game, small mammals, birds, and reptiles. This bird is widespread but not as common as the Kestrel or Sparrowhawk; it can be found occasionally in most parts of Europe and Asia, as well as in various areas of the British Isles. It’s quite possible that this bird is often seen without being recognized as part of the Hawk family; in fact, its beautiful shape and light blue and white plumage might lead someone to mistake it for a Gull. It builds a flat nest of sticks just above the ground, often in heather or gorse bushes, and lays four to six eggs.
![Plate_29. Montagu's Harrier [F]; Kestrel [F] [M]; Peregrine Falcon [F]; and Hen Harrier [F] [M]. [face p. 148. Plate_29](images/plate_29.png)
![Plate_30. Rough-legged Buzzard [F]; Kite; and Common Buzzard Honey Buzzard. Plate_30](images/plate_30.png)
CIRCUS CINERÁCEUS
This bird, which is of rare occurrence in Britain, resembles the Hen Harrier very closely, both in appearance and habits, although it is smaller and more slender, and the wings are longer in proportion. On the Continent, especially in Holland, it is more frequent. It received its name in honour of Colonel Montagu, who was the first to ascertain the identity of the Hen Harrier and Ringtail, and to separate the present species from both.
This bird, which is rarely seen in Britain, looks very much like the Hen Harrier in both appearance and behavior, although it is smaller and slimmer, with relatively longer wings. It is more commonly found on the Continent, especially in Holland. It got its name in honor of Colonel Montagu, who was the first to identify the Hen Harrier and Ringtail and to distinguish this species from both.
BUTEO VULGARIS
The Buzzard, though ranked very properly among birds belonging to the Falcon tribe, is deficient in the graceful activity which characterizes the true Falcons. In sluggishness of habits it approaches the Vultures, and in its soft plumage and mode of flight the Owls; but differs from the former in feeding on live prey as well as carrion, and from the latter in its diurnal habits. In form indeed it resembles neither, being a bulky broad-winged Hawk, with stout legs and a short much-curved beak. It can fly swiftly enough when occasion requires, but its favourite custom is to take its station on some withered branch, or on the projecting corner of a rock, whence it can both obtain a good view of the surrounding country, and, when it has digested its last meal, sally forth in quest of a new one as soon as a victim comes within its range of observation. It pounces on this while on the ground, and pursues its chase with a low skimming flight, keeping a sharp look-out for moles, young hares and rabbits, mice, reptiles, small birds and insects. At times it rises high into the air, and, soaring in circles, examines the surface of the ground for carrion. It has neither the spirit nor daring of the noble Falcons, submitting patiently to the attacks of birds much less than itself, and flying from the Magpie or Jackdaw. As an architect the Buzzard displays no more constructive skill than other birds of its tribe, building its nest of a few sticks, either on a rock or in a tree, and not unfrequently occupying the deserted nest of some other bird. It has, however, a redeeming point, being a most assiduous nurse. The female sits close, and will allow the near approach of an intruder before she leaves her eggs. In captivity, strange to say, though by nature having a strong inclination for the flesh of chickens, she has been known to sit on the eggs of the domestic hen, to hatch a brood, and to rear them with as much solicitude as their natural mother could have shown, distributing to them morsels of raw meat, not comprehending, of course, their repugnance to such fare, and bearing with extreme patience and good humour their unaccountable preference for barley and crumbs of bread. The male bird is scarcely less affectionate as a parent: an instance being recorded of one, which, on the death of his partner, completed the period of incubation [Pg 151] and reared the young brood by himself. The Buzzard rarely molests game, and more than compensates for the mischief it does work, by the destruction of undoubted vermin; yet the hostility shown by gamekeepers against all birds except those which it is their business to protect, has so thinned its numbers that the Buzzard, though once common, is now become rare.
The Buzzard, although properly classified among birds of the Falcon family, lacks the graceful agility that characterizes true Falcons. Its sluggish behavior is reminiscent of Vultures, and its soft feathers and flying style are similar to Owls; however, it differs from the former by feeding on live prey as well as carrion, and from the latter by being active during the day. In shape, it resembles neither, being a hefty, broad-winged Hawk with sturdy legs and a short, curved beak. It can fly quickly when necessary, but its usual habit is to perch on a dead branch or on a ledge of a rock, where it can survey the area around it, and when it’s digested its last meal, it sets out to hunt as soon as it spots a potential victim. It swoops down on prey while on the ground and chases it with a low, gliding flight, keeping an eye out for moles, young hares and rabbits, mice, reptiles, small birds, and insects. Sometimes, it flies high into the air and circles around, looking for carrion on the ground. Unlike the noble Falcons, it lacks both spirit and daring, patiently enduring attacks from much smaller birds and fleeing from Magpies or Jackdaws. As a builder, the Buzzard shows no more skill than other birds in its family, constructing its nest out of a few sticks either on a rock or in a tree, and often taking over abandoned nests of other birds. However, it does have one redeeming quality: it is a dedicated parent. The female sits closely on her eggs, allowing a nearby intruder to come quite close before leaving. Surprisingly, even though it naturally has a strong desire for chicken flesh, in captivity, it has been known to incubate the eggs of domestic hens, raising the chicks with as much care as their actual mother would, offering them raw meat, not realizing they prefer barley and bread crumbs, and tolerating their strange tastes with patience and good humor. The male Buzzard is also a devoted parent; there's a recorded instance of one that, after his partner died, completed the incubation period and raised the young alone. The Buzzard rarely harms game and balances any negative impact it might cause by getting rid of genuine pests; yet, due to the hostility of gamekeepers towards all birds except those they protect, its population has dwindled, making the once-common Buzzard now a rarity.
PERNIS APIVORUS
This species visits us during May and June, and a few stay to nest, placing the nest upon the remains of that of some other large bird. Wasps, wild bees and larvae form their food in summer, but other insects are eaten, and sometimes mice, birds, other small mammals, worms and slugs. From two to four eggs are laid, both male and female taking part in the incubation. The sitting bird is regularly fed by the other.
This species visits us in May and June, and some stay to nest, building their nests on the remains of another large bird's nest. In the summer, they mainly eat wasps, wild bees, and larvae, but they also consume other insects, and occasionally mice, birds, small mammals, worms, and slugs. They lay between two to four eggs, with both the male and female participating in the incubation. The bird that is sitting on the eggs is regularly fed by the other.
The Honey Buzzard has bred from the New Forest up to Aberdeenshire. Unfortunately, as much as £5 having been offered for a couple of well-marked eggs of this species in the New Forest by collectors, their numbers have become very few. Nearly £40 has been offered by extravagant collectors for a good pair of the birds. By the year 1870 nearly all were driven away from that district.
The Honey Buzzard has bred from the New Forest to Aberdeenshire. Unfortunately, collectors have offered as much as £5 for a couple of well-marked eggs of this species in the New Forest, leading to a significant decrease in their numbers. Extravagant collectors have offered nearly £40 for a good pair of the birds. By the year 1870, nearly all of them had been driven away from that area.
BUTEO LAGÓPUS
This bird, which is distinguished from the preceding by having its legs thickly clothed with long feathers, is a native of the colder countries of both Continents, being only an occasional visitor [Pg 152] in Great Britain during autumn and winter. It is sometimes seen in large flights on the Yarmouth Denes in October and November, at the same time with the Short-horned Owl. It mostly frequents the banks of rivers, where it feeds on vermin, reptiles, and the carcases of animals brought down by the floods. In softness of plumage and mode of flight, it resembles the Owls even more than the preceding species, and often extends its hunting expeditions until far into the evening. When not alarmed, it flies slowly and deliberately, and seemingly has neither the inclination nor the power to attack living birds, unless they have been previously disabled by wounds or other cause. The Rough-legged Buzzard builds its nest in lofty trees, and lays three or four eggs; but there are no well-authenticated instances of its breeding in this country.
This bird, which is different from the previous one because its legs are covered with long feathers, is native to the colder regions of both continents and only occasionally visits Great Britain in the autumn and winter. It can sometimes be seen in large flocks on the Yarmouth Denes in October and November, at the same time as the Short-horned Owl. It usually hangs out near riverbanks, where it feeds on vermin, reptiles, and the remains of animals washed down by floods. In terms of soft feathers and flying style, it resembles the Owls even more than the previous species and often extends its hunting into the evening. When it’s not startled, it flies slowly and deliberately and doesn’t seem to have either the desire or ability to attack living birds unless they’re already injured or in some other kind of trouble. The Rough-legged Buzzard builds its nest in high trees and lays three or four eggs; however, there are no confirmed cases of it breeding in this country.
AQUILA NÆVIA
This species is only a rare straggler to Great Britain.
This species is just a rare visitor to Great Britain.
AQUILA CHRYSAËTOS
The fable of the Eagle soaring to a great height in order to enjoy a gaze at the sun in his unclouded brilliancy, is founded probably on a belief of the ancients, thus stated by the naturalist Pliny:—'Before its young are as yet fledged, the Eagle compels them to gaze at the rays of the sun, and if it observes one to wink or show a watery eye casts it from the nest as a degenerate offspring; if, on the contrary, it preserves a steady gaze, it is saved from this hard fate, and brought up.'
The fable of the Eagle flying high to admire the bright, clear sun is likely based on an ancient belief, as noted by the naturalist Pliny:—'Before its chicks are fully feathered, the Eagle makes them look at the sun's rays, and if it sees one wink or squint, it throws it out of the nest as a failure; if, on the other hand, it maintains a steady gaze, it is spared this harsh fate and raised.'
![Plate_31. Osprey; Golden Eagle [M]; Sea Eagle; and Spotted Eagle [M] imm. [p. 152. Plate_31](images/plate_31.png)
![Plate_32. Marsh Harrier [M]; Hobby; Merlin [M]; and Sparrow Hawk [F]. Plate_32](images/plate_32.png)
'The Golden Eagle', says Macgillivray, 'seems to prefer live prey to carrion, and easily secures Grouse, in searching for which it flies low on the moors, sailing and wheeling at intervals. Hares, roes, and even red deer, it also attacks, but it does not haunt the shores for fish so much as the Sea Eagle does. There seems very little probability that Eagles have the sense of smell very acute, but that their vision is so is evident. I am not, however, inclined to think that they perceive objects from the vast height to which they sometimes soar, because I never saw one descend from such an elevation in a manner indicating that it had observed a carcase or other eatable object; whereas, on the other hand, I have very frequently seen them flying along the sides of the hills, at a small height, obviously in search of food, in a manner somewhat resembling that of the Sparrow-Hawk, but with much less rapidity.'
'The Golden Eagle,' says Macgillivray, 'seems to prefer live prey over carrion and easily catches Grouse. In its search for them, it flies low over the moors, gliding and circling at intervals. It also attacks hares, roe deer, and even red deer, but it doesn’t hunt along the shores for fish as much as the Sea Eagle does. There’s little evidence that Eagles have a very sharp sense of smell, but their vision is clearly excellent. However, I doubt that they can see objects from the great heights they sometimes reach because I've never seen one dive down from such heights in a way that suggested it had spotted a carcass or any other food source. On the other hand, I have often seen them flying along the hillsides at a lower altitude, clearly searching for food, somewhat like a Sparrow-Hawk, but with much less speed.'
The Golden Eagle breeds only in the Highlands, but it is not an unfrequent visitor to the Lowlands of Scotland in the cold season. Those birds which have been recorded as visiting England were generally not this species but the White-tailed or Sea Eagle in immature plumage. It prefers mountains or extensive forests, building its eyrie either on rocks or lofty trees. In France, Sweden, Spain, and Switzerland, it is frequently observed. Its note, called in the Highlands 'a bark', is sharp and loud, resembling at a distance, as, on the only occasion I ever heard it, it seemed to me, the croak of a Raven. It lays two or sometimes three eggs, and feeds its young, which are very voracious, on birds and the smaller quadrupeds.
The Golden Eagle primarily nests in the Highlands, but it's not uncommon for it to visit the Lowlands of Scotland during the winter. Birds reported in England were usually not this species but the White-tailed or Sea Eagle in immature plumage. It prefers mountains or large forests, building its nest either on cliffs or tall trees. In France, Sweden, Spain, and Switzerland, it's often seen. Its call, referred to as 'a bark' in the Highlands, is sharp and loud, and from a distance, it sounds similar to a Raven's croak, at least that’s how it seemed the only time I heard it. It typically lays two or sometimes three eggs and feeds its young, which are very hungry, with birds and small mammals.
HALIAËTUS ALBICILLA
The White-tailed Eagle, known also by the name of the Sea Eagle, is about equal in size to the Golden Eagle, but differs considerably in character and habits; for while the latter has been known to pounce on a pack of Grouse and carry off two or three from before the very eyes of the astonished sportsman and his dogs, or to appropriate for his own special picking a hunted hare when about to become the prey of the hounds, the White-tailed Eagle has been observed to fly terror-struck from a pair of Skua Gulls, making no return for their heavy buffets but a series of dastardly shrieks. The ordinary food, too, of the nobler bird is living animals, though, [Pg 154] to tell the truth, he is always ready to save himself the trouble of a chase, if he can meet with the carcase of a sheep or lamb; but the White-tailed Eagle feeds principally on fish, water-fowl, the smaller quadrupeds, and offal, whether of quadrupeds, birds, or fish. On such fare, when pressed by hunger, he feeds so greedily that he gorges himself till, unable to rise, he becomes the easy prey of the shepherd's boy armed but with a stick or stone. The Eagle is sometimes seen on the southern sea-board of England in autumn and winter when the younger birds that have been reared in the north of Europe are migrating south; but its eyries are now only on the west and north coasts, and especially the Shetland Islands. It inhabits Greenland, Iceland, Norway, Sweden, Scotland, and the north of England, where it frequents the vicinity of the sea and large lakes. In winter it appears to leave the high latitudes and come farther south, not perhaps so much on account of cold as because its ordinary prey, being driven to seek a genial climate, it is compelled to accompany its food. Consequently it is more abundant in Scotland during winter than summer, and when seen late in autumn is generally observed to be flying south, in early spring northwards. It builds its nest either in forests, choosing the summit of the loftiest trees, or among inaccessible cliffs overhanging the sea. The materials are sticks, heath, tufts of grass, dry sea-weed, and it lays two eggs. The young are very voracious, and are fed by the parent birds for some time after they have left the nest, but when able to provide for themselves are driven from the neighbourhood to seek food and a home elsewhere.
The White-tailed Eagle, also known as the Sea Eagle, is about the same size as the Golden Eagle but has different characteristics and habits. While the Golden Eagle can dive on a group of Grouse and snatch away two or three right in front of astonished hunters and their dogs, or grab a hunted hare just when it's about to be caught by hounds, the White-tailed Eagle has been seen to fly away in fear from a pair of Skua Gulls, responding to their aggressive attacks with a series of cowardly shrieks. The usual diet of this noble bird consists of living animals, although, to be honest, he's always looking to avoid the hassle of chasing something if he can find the carcass of a sheep or lamb. In contrast, the White-tailed Eagle mainly feeds on fish, waterfowl, smaller mammals, and scraps, whether from mammals, birds, or fish. When he's really hungry, he eats so greedily that he overeats to the point where he can no longer fly and becomes an easy target for a shepherd's boy armed only with a stick or stone. The Eagle can sometimes be spotted on the southern coast of England in autumn and winter when younger birds raised in northern Europe migrate south, but its nests are now only found on the west and north coasts, especially in the Shetland Islands. It lives in Greenland, Iceland, Norway, Sweden, Scotland, and the north of England, usually near the sea and large lakes. In winter, it seems to leave colder regions and move further south, perhaps not just because of the cold but because its usual prey moves to milder climates, forcing it to follow its food. As a result, it’s more common in Scotland during winter than in summer, and when spotted in late autumn, it’s often flying south, migrating north again in early spring. The eagle builds its nest in forests, choosing the tops of the tallest trees, or on steep cliffs overlooking the sea. The nest is made of sticks, heath, grass clumps, and dry seaweed, and it lays two eggs. The young are very hungry and are fed by their parents for a while after leaving the nest, but once they can feed themselves, they are driven away to find food and a new home.
PANDÍON HALIAËTUS
'Endowed with intense keenness of sight, it hovers high in the air, and having descried a fish in the sea, it darts down with great rapidity, dashes aside the water with its body, and seizes its prey in an instant.' So says the ancient naturalist Pliny, describing a bird which he calls Haliaëtus, or Sea Eagle. Eighteen centuries later, Montagu thus described a bird, which, when he first observed [Pg 155] it, was hawking for fish on the river Avon, near Aveton Gifford, in Devonshire: 'At last', he says, 'its attention was arrested, and like the Kestrel in search of mice, it became stationary, as if examining what had attracted its attention. After a pause of some time, it descended to within about fifty yards of the surface of the water, and there continued hovering for another short interval, and then precipitated itself into the water with such great celerity as to be nearly immersed. In three or four minutes the bird rose without any apparent difficulty, and carried off a trout of moderate size, and instead of alighting to regale upon its prey, soared to a prodigious height, and did not descend within our view.' There can be no reasonable doubt that the bird thus described at such distant intervals of time is the same, and that the Sea Eagle of the ancients is the Osprey of the moderns. Wilson thus eloquently describes its habits under the name of the 'Fish Hawk': "Elevated on the high dead limb of some gigantic tree, that commands a wide view of the neighbouring shore and ocean, the great White-headed Eagle seems calmly to contemplate the motions of the various feathered tribes that pursue their busy vocations below. High over all these hovers one whose actions instantly arrest all his attention. By his wide curvature of wing, and sudden suspension in air, he knows him to be the Fish Hawk settling over some devoted victim of the deep. His eye kindles at the sight, and balancing himself with half-open wings on the branch, he watches the result. Down, rapid as an arrow from heaven, descends the distant object of his attention, the roar of its wings reaching the ear as it disappears in the deep, making the surges foam around. At this moment the eager looks of the Eagle are all ardour; and, levelling his neck for flight, he sees the Fish Hawk once more emerge struggling with his prey, and mounting in the air with screams of exultation. These are the signals for our hero, who, launching into the air, instantly gives chase, soon gains on the Fish Hawk: each exerts his utmost to mount above the other, displaying in the rencontres the most elegant and sublime aërial evolutions. The unincumbered Eagle rapidly advances, and is just on the point of reaching his opponent, when, with a sudden scream, probably of despair and honest execration, the latter drops his fish; the Eagle, poising himself for a moment, as if to take a more certain aim, descends like a whirlwind, snatches it in his grasp ere it reaches the water, and bears his ill-gotten booty silently away to the woods."
'With sharp eyesight, it hovers high in the air, and when it spots a fish in the sea, it dives down quickly, splashes through the water, and catches its prey in an instant.' So says the ancient naturalist Pliny, describing a bird he calls Haliaëtus, or Sea Eagle. Eighteen centuries later, Montagu described a bird that he first saw hunting for fish on the river Avon, near Aveton Gifford, in Devonshire: 'Finally,' he says, 'it became focused, and like the Kestrel looking for mice, it hovered as if examining whatever had caught its interest. After a short pause, it descended to about fifty yards above the water’s surface, hovered for a brief moment, and then plunged into the water with such speed that it nearly submerged. In three or four minutes, the bird emerged without any visible struggle and carried off a moderately sized trout, and instead of landing to enjoy its catch, soared to an incredible height, not coming down within our sight.' There’s no reasonable doubt that the bird described at such different times is the same, and that the Sea Eagle of the ancients is the Osprey of today. Wilson describes its behavior eloquently under the name 'Fish Hawk': "Perched on the high, dead limb of some towering tree that overlooks the nearby shore and ocean, the great White-headed Eagle seems to calmly observe the movements of the various birds busy below. Above all these, one bird's actions capture his full attention. By its wide wingbeats and sudden pause in the air, he recognizes it as the Fish Hawk zeroing in on a helpless victim in the water. His eyes light up at the sight, and as he balances himself with half-open wings on the branch, he waits for the outcome. Swift as an arrow from the sky, the targeted bird descends, the sound of its wings reaching his ears as it plunges beneath the surface, sending waves crashing around. In this moment, the Eagle’s eager gaze is intense; and as he positions himself for flight, he sees the Fish Hawk struggle back to the surface with its prize, climbing into the air with cries of triumph. These are the signals for our hero, who launches into the air and instantly starts the chase, soon closing in on the Fish Hawk: each one strives to climb higher than the other, displaying the most graceful and impressive aerial maneuvers. The unencumbered Eagle advances quickly and is just about to catch up to his rival when, with a sudden scream—probably one of despair—the Fish Hawk drops its fish; the Eagle, momentarily pausing to aim more accurately, descends like a whirlwind, snatches it before it hits the water, and carries his ill-gotten treasure quietly away into the woods."
The Osprey has been observed on various parts of the coast of Great Britain and Ireland, especially in autumn, and in the neighbourhood of the Scottish Lakes, not merely as a stray visitor, but making itself entirely at home. It is known in Sussex and Hampshire, as the Mullet Hawk, because of its liking for that fish. It may be considered as a citizen of the world, for it has been found in various parts of Europe, the Cape of Good Hope, India, and [Pg 156] New Holland. In America, we have already seen, it is abundant. It builds its nest of sticks on some rock or ruin, generally near the water, and lays two or three eggs. It has not been known to breed in Ireland.
The Osprey has been spotted in various coastal areas of Great Britain and Ireland, especially in autumn, and around the Scottish Lakes, not just as a random visitor, but really making itself at home. It's referred to in Sussex and Hampshire as the Mullet Hawk due to its preference for that fish. It can be seen as a global citizen, having been found across Europe, the Cape of Good Hope, India, and [Pg 156] New Holland. In America, as we’ve already noted, it is quite common. It builds its nest of sticks on a rock or ruin, usually near water, and lays two or three eggs. There’s no evidence of it breeding in Ireland.
ACCÍPITER NISUS
Since the introduction of firearms, the Goshawk and Sparrow-Hawk have lost much of their reputation, every effort being now made to exterminate them, for carrying on, on their own account, the same practises which in bygone days they were enlisted to pursue on behalf of others. For hawking, it must be remembered, was not exclusively a pastime followed by the high and noble for amusement's sake, but was, in one of its branches, at least, a very convenient method of supplying the table with game; and that, too, at a period when there were not the same appliances, in the shape of turnips, oil-cake, etc., for fattening cattle and producing beef and mutton in unlimited quantities, that there are now. The produce of the fish-ponds, woods, and fields was then a matter of some moment, and much depended on the training of the Hawks and diligence of the falconer whether the daily board should be plentifully or scantily furnished. In recent times, even, some idea of the intrinsic value of a good Hawk may be gathered from the fact that, in Lombardy, it was thought nothing extraordinary for a single Sparrow-Hawk to take for his master from seventy to eighty Quails in a single day. In the Danubian Provinces and in Hungary, the practise of hunting Quails with Sparrow-hawks is still in vogue; but with us, the agile bird is left to pursue his prey on his own account. And right well does he exercise his calling. Unlike the Kestrel, which soars high in air and mostly preys on animals which when once seen have no power of escape, the Sparrow-Hawk is marked by its dashing, onward flight. Skimming rapidly across the open fields, by no means refusing to swoop on any bird or quadruped worthy of its notice, but not preferring this kind of hunting-ground, [Pg 157] it wings its easy way to the nearest hedge, darts along by the side, turns sharply to the right or left through an opening caused by a gate or gap, and woe to any little bird which it may encounter, either perched on a twig or resting on the ground. Unerring in aim, and secure of its holdfast, it allows its victims no chance of escape, one miserable scream, and their fate is sealed. And even if the prey detects its coming enemy, and seeks safety in flight, its only hope is to slip into the thick bushes and trust to concealment: resort to the open field is all but certain death. Nor is it fastidious in its choice of food—leverets, young rabbits, mice, partridges, thrushes, blackbirds, sparrows, larks, pipits, and many others are equal favourites. It resorts very frequently to the homestead and farmyard, not so much in quest of chickens, which, by the way, it does not despise, as for the sake of the small birds which abound in such places. There it is a bold robber, little heeding the presence of men, suddenly dashing from behind some barn or corn-rick, and rapidly disappearing with its luckless prey struggling in its talons, pursued, perhaps, by the vociferous twitter of the outraged flock, but not dispirited against another onslaught. This coursing for its prey, though the usual, is not the only method of furnishing his larder pursued by the Sparrow-Hawk. He has been known to station himself on the branch of a tree in the neighbourhood of some favourite resort of Sparrows, concealed himself, but commanding a fair view of the flock below. With an intent as deadly as that of the fowler when he points his gun, he puts on the attitude of flight before he quits his perch, then selecting his victim, and pouncing on it all but simultaneously, he retires to devour his meal and to return to his post as soon as the hubbub he has excited has subsided somewhat. At times he pays dear for his temerity. Pouncing on a bird which the sportsman has put up and missed, he receives the contents of the second barrel; making a swoop on the bird-catcher's call-bird, he becomes entangled in the meshes; or dashing through a glazed window at a caged Canary bird, he finds his retreat cut off.
Since firearms were introduced, the Goshawk and Sparrow-Hawk have lost a lot of their status, and there are now efforts to eliminate them because they continue to hunt on their own, just like they used to do for others. It's important to remember that hawking wasn't just a hobby for the wealthy; in one of its forms, it was an efficient way to provide food at a time when there weren't the same resources, like turnips and oil-cake, to fatten livestock and produce beef and mutton like we have today. The produce from fishponds, woods, and fields mattered significantly, and the success of catching enough food depended on how well the Hawks were trained and how diligent the falconer was. Even in recent times, a good Hawk has proven its worth; in Lombardy, it was not unusual for a single Sparrow-Hawk to catch seventy to eighty Quails in one day. In the Danubian Provinces and Hungary, hunting Quails with Sparrow-hawks is still common, but here, the nimble bird hunts on its own. And it does so effectively. Unlike the Kestrel, which flies high and mainly preys on animals that can’t escape once spotted, the Sparrow-Hawk is known for its swift flight. It quickly skims over open fields, not hesitating to dive for any bird or small animal that catches its eye—though it doesn't prefer this type of hunting ground. Instead, it heads towards the nearest hedge, swiftly glides alongside, then sharply turns through a gap created by a gate. Any small bird it encounters, whether perched on a branch or resting on the ground, is in danger. With precise aim and a firm grip, it gives its victims no chance to escape; one miserable scream seals their fate. If the prey detects its predator and tries to flee, its only hope is to dive into thick bushes and rely on hiding; running into the open field is almost certain death. The Sparrow-Hawk is also not picky about its meals—leverets, young rabbits, mice, partridges, thrushes, blackbirds, sparrows, larks, pipits, and many others are all fair game. It often visits farms, not just in search of chickens—which it doesn't mind—but for the small birds that are abundant there. There, it is a bold thief, paying little attention to humans, suddenly swooping from behind a barn or haystack, quickly vanishing with its unfortunate prey struggling in its talons, possibly chased by the frantic calls of the disturbed flock, yet undeterred in its next attempt. This method of pursuing prey is common, but it’s not the only way the Sparrow-Hawk stocks its larder. It has been known to wait on a tree branch near a favorite spot for Sparrows, hiding but keeping a clear view of the group below. With an intent as lethal as a hunter aiming his gun, it adopts a flight stance before leaving its perch, then picks out its target and dives almost simultaneously, retreating to enjoy its meal and returning to its spot once the commotion calms down. Sometimes, it pays a high price for its boldness. When it pounces on a bird that a hunter has flushed and missed, it may get shot by the second barrel; when it dives for a bird caught by a trapper, it can get snared; or if it crashes through a glazed window trying to catch a Canaried bird, it finds its escape blocked.
As is the case with most predaceous birds, the female is larger and bolder than the male, and will attack birds superior to herself in size. Though a fierce enemy, she is an affectionate mother, and will defend her young at the risk of her life. She builds her nest, or appropriates the deserted nest of a Crow, in trees, or if they be wanting, in a cliff, and lays four or five eggs. The young are very voracious, and are fed principally on small birds, the number of which consumed may be inferred from the fact that no less than sixteen Larks, Sparrows, and other small birds, were on one occasion found in a nest, the female parent belonging to which had been shot while conveying to them a young bird just brought to the neighbourhood of the nest by the male; the latter, it was conjectured, having brought them all, and deposited them in the nest [Pg 158] in the interval of nine hours which had elapsed between their discovery and the death of his partner.
As is common with most predatory birds, the female is bigger and bolder than the male and will attack birds that are larger than herself. Although she is a fierce fighter, she is also a caring mother and will defend her young at the risk of her life. She builds her nest or takes over an abandoned Crow's nest in trees, or if there aren't any, on a cliff, and lays four or five eggs. The chicks are extremely hungry and mainly eat small birds. You can tell how many they eat from the fact that at one point, sixteen Larks, Sparrows, and other small birds were found in a nest belonging to a female that had been shot while bringing a young bird that the male had just delivered to the area near the nest. It was speculated that the male had brought them all and placed them in the nest during the nine hours between their discovery and his partner's death. [Pg 158]
The Sparrow-Hawk is found in most wooded districts of Great Britain and Ireland, and the greater part of the Eastern Continent.
The Sparrow-Hawk is found in most wooded areas of Great Britain and Ireland, as well as in much of the Eastern Continent.
MILVUS ICTINUS
'The Kite', Pliny informs us, 'seems, by the movement of its tail, to have taught mankind the art of steering—nature pointing out in the air what is necessary in the sea'. The movement of the bird through the air indeed resembles sailing more than flying. 'One cannot' says Buffon, 'but admire the manner in which the flight of the Kite is performed; his long and narrow wings seem motionless; it is his tail that seems to direct all his evolutions, and he moves it continuously; he rises without effort, comes down as if he were sliding along an inclined plane; he seems rather to swim than to fly; he darts forward, slackens his speed, stops, and remains suspended or fixed in the same place for whole hours without exhibiting the smallest motion of his wings.' The Kite generally moves along at a moderate height, but sometimes, like the Eagle, rises to the more elevated regions of the air, where it may always be distinguished by its long wings and forked tail.
'The Kite,' Pliny tells us, 'appears, by the movement of its tail, to have taught people how to steer—nature showing us in the air what is needed in the sea.' The way the bird moves through the air actually looks more like sailing than flying. 'One cannot,' says Buffon, 'help but admire how the Kite flies; its long and narrow wings seem still; it’s its tail that seems to direct all its moves, and it constantly moves it; it rises without effort, descends as if sliding down a slope; it seems to swim rather than fly; it dashes forward, slows down, stops, and can stay suspended or fixed in the same spot for hours without the slightest movement of its wings.' The Kite usually flies at a moderate height, but sometimes, like the Eagle, it soars to the higher regions of the sky, where it can always be identified by its long wings and forked tail.
In France, it is known by the name 'Milan Royal', the latter title being given to it not on account of any fancied regal qualities, but because in ancient times it was subservient to the pleasures of princes. In those times, hawking at the Kite and Heron was the only kind of sport dignified with the title of 'Chase Royal', and no one—not even a nobleman—could attack the Kite and Heron without infringing the privileges of the king.
In France, it's called 'Milan Royal,' a name not because of any imagined royal qualities, but because it used to cater to the pleasures of princes. Back then, hunting the Kite and Heron was the only sport considered worthy of the title 'Chase Royal,' and no one— not even a noble—could hunt the Kite and Heron without violating the king's privileges.
Though larger than the noble Falcons, it is far inferior to them in daring and muscular strength; cowardly in attacking the strong, pitiless to the weak. It rarely assails a bird on the wing, but takes its prey on the ground, where nothing inferior to itself in courage seems to come amiss to it. Moles, rats, mice, reptiles, and partridges, are its common food; it carries off also goslings, ducklings, and [Pg 159] chickens, though it retires ignominiously before an angry hen. When pressed by hunger, it does not refuse the offal of animals, or dead fish; but being an expert fisherman, it does not confine itself to dead food of this kind, but pounces on such fish as it discerns floating near the surface of the water—carries them off in its talons, and devours them on shore.
Though it’s bigger than the noble Falcons, it’s much less brave and lacks the same muscle strength. It hesitates to attack the strong but is ruthless with the weak. It rarely goes after a bird in flight; instead, it hunts on the ground, where it seems unfazed by anything less courageous than itself. Moles, rats, mice, reptiles, and partridges are its usual meals; it also snatches up goslings, ducklings, and [Pg 159] chickens, although it backs off quickly when faced with an angry hen. When it's really hungry, it won’t turn down animal scraps or dead fish; however, since it’s a skilled fisherman, it doesn’t just settle for dead food. It dives after fish it spots swimming near the surface and carries them away in its talons to eat on shore.
The Kite is more abundant in the northern than the southern countries of Europe, to which latter, however, numerous individuals migrate in autumn. It is of very rare occurrence in the southern counties of England, where no doubt it has gained discredit for many of the evil deeds of the Sparrow-Hawk. It builds its nest of sticks, lined with straw and moss, in lofty trees, and lays three or four eggs. A few still breed in some districts in Scotland, also in the wilder parts of Wales, but their eggs are, unfortunately, soon taken.
The Kite is more common in northern Europe than in the south, although many of them migrate to the southern countries in the autumn. It's very rarely seen in the southern counties of England, where it has likely gained a bad reputation due to the negative actions often associated with the Sparrow-Hawk. It builds its nest using sticks, with a lining of straw and moss, in tall trees, and typically lays three or four eggs. A few still breed in certain areas of Scotland and in the more remote parts of Wales, but unfortunately, their eggs are often taken quickly.
FALCO PEREGRINUS
The Peregrine Falcon occupies among the 'noble' birds of prey a place second only in dignity to the Gyr Falcon. Indeed, from its being more generally diffused and therefore more easily obtained, it is a question whether it was not considered, in England, at least, the special bird of falconry. In France it appears to have been used almost exclusively as the Falcon of the country; and as the number of Gyr Falcons imported to England must have fallen far short of the demand when the gentle science was in full vogue, here also the Peregrine must be considered the bird of falconry. The 'noble' Falcons were those which flew fearlessly on any birds, no matter how much larger they were than themselves, and at once deprived their prey of life by pouncing on a vital part, devouring the head before they lacerated the carcase. The name Peregrine (foreigner) was given to this bird on account of its wide dispersion through most regions of the globe, and for the same reason it has long borne in France the name of Pélerin (pilgrim), and not on account of its wide range in search of quarry. It is a bird of haughty aspect and rich colouring, sagacious, powerful, and daring; a type [Pg 160] of the chivalry of the Middle Ages, a veritable knight-errant, always armed, and ready to do battle in any cause against all comers.
The Peregrine Falcon is ranked among the 'noble' birds of prey, just below the Gyr Falcon in dignity. In fact, because it’s more widespread and easier to find, it raises the question of whether it was considered the main bird of falconry in England. In France, it seems to have been mostly used as the national falcon; and given that the number of Gyr Falcons brought into England must have been much lower than needed when falconry was at its peak, here too the Peregrine should be seen as the bird of falconry. The 'noble' Falcons were those that fearlessly hunted birds, regardless of size, instantly killing their prey by striking a vital spot and consuming the head before tearing apart the rest of the body. The name Peregrine (foreigner) was given to this bird due to its wide distribution across many regions of the world; for the same reason, it has long been called Pélerin (pilgrim) in France, not because of its extensive hunting range. It’s a bird with a proud demeanor and rich colors, clever, strong, and bold; a true representative of the chivalry of the Middle Ages, a genuine knight-errant, always equipped and ready to fight for any cause against all challengers.
In France the Peregrine Falcon is most abundant in the marshy districts of the north, which are much frequented by Snipes and Wild Duck; with us it is most commonly seen in those parts of the sea-coast where sea-fowl abound. The high cliffs of the Isle of Wight, Beachy Head, North Wales, and the Scottish coast have been favourite haunts, and there it once reigned supreme among the feathered tribe, but it becomes more scarce, alas! of late. It makes its eyrie in the most inaccessible part of the cliff, constructing no nest, but laying two to four eggs in a cavity of a rock where a little loose earth has been deposited; sometimes in the deserted nest of the Raven or Carrion Crow. If either of the old birds happens to be shot during the period of breeding, it is incredible in how short a space of time the survivor finds a new mate. Within a short distance from their nest they establish a larder well supplied with Puffins, Jackdaws, and above all, Kestrels; while the immediate neighbourhood is strewed with bones. Remarkable as are both male and female bird for muscular power and high courage, the latter, which is also considerably larger, is by far the superior. The female was, consequently, in the days of falconry flown at Herons and Ducks, and she was the falcon proper among falconers; the male, termed a Tiercel or Tiercelet, was flown at Partridges and Pigeons. In their native haunts they seem to cause little alarm among the Puffins and Razor-bills by which they are surrounded, but the sudden appearance of a pair in a part of the cliff frequented by Jackdaws, causes terrible consternation; while any number of intruders on their own domain are driven away with indomitable courage. When pressed by hunger, or desirous of changing their diet, they condescend to attack and capture birds so small as a Lark, and it is remarkable that however puny may be the prey, the Falcon preserves its instinctive habit of dealing a deadly blow at once, as if afraid that under all circumstances the natural impulse of its quarry were to stand on the defensive. Even in ordinary flight the movement of its wings is exceedingly quick, but when it stoops on its prey its rapidity of descent is marvellous, accompanied too, as it is, by a sound that may be heard at a distance of two hundred yards. Perhaps no bird has had more written about it than this Falcon, numerous treatises have been composed on the art of 'reclaiming' it, or training it for hawking, and the proper method of conducting the sport. We have at present space only to add a few words on the latter subject. The art of the falconer is to intercept the Herons when flying against the wind. When a Heron passes, a cast or couple of Falcons are thrown off, which dart into the air, flying in a spiral direction to get above the Heron. As soon as the first has attained the necessary elevation, she makes a stoop, and if she misses, a second stoop is made by the [Pg 161] other in her turn. When one has succeeded in striking its prey, the other joins in the attack, and all three birds come to the ground together, buoyed in their descent by their expanded wings. The falconer now comes to the rescue, for though the Heron makes no resistance in the air, as soon as it reaches the ground it uses its formidable beak in defence, and unless prevented may work much mischief to its pursuers.
In France, the Peregrine Falcon is most common in the marshy areas of the north, which are often visited by Snipes and Wild Ducks; in our region, it’s usually spotted along the coast where seabirds are plentiful. The high cliffs of the Isle of Wight, Beachy Head, North Wales, and the Scottish coastline have been favorite spots, where it once thrived among other birds, but sadly, it has become scarcer recently. It builds its eyrie in the most hard-to-reach parts of the cliff, creating no nest but laying two to four eggs in a rock crevice with a little loose dirt; sometimes in an abandoned nest of a Raven or Carrion Crow. If one of the adult birds gets shot during the breeding season, it's incredible how quickly the remaining bird finds a new mate. They set up a larder near their nest with plenty of Puffins, Jackdaws, and especially Kestrels; the area around is littered with bones. Both male and female birds are impressive for their muscular strength and bravery, but the larger female is clearly the superior. In the days of falconry, females were flown at Herons and Ducks and were recognized as the true falcon, while the male, known as a Tiercel or Tiercelet, was used for Partridges and Pigeons. In their natural environment, they don’t alarm the Puffins and Razor-bills around them, but when a pair appears where Jackdaws are present, it causes a lot of panic; any intruders in their territory are driven away with fierce determination. When they’re hungry or looking to switch up their diet, they will even attack and catch small birds like Larks, and it’s interesting that no matter how small the prey is, the Falcon instinctively delivers a decisive blow immediately, as if it fears its quarry might go on the defensive. Even in normal flight, their wing movements are incredibly fast, but when they dive for their prey, their speed is astounding, accompanied by a sound that can be heard from two hundred yards away. Few birds have been written about as much as this Falcon; many works have been created about the art of training it for hawking and the best ways to approach the sport. We currently have space only to add a few remarks on the latter topic. The falconer's skill is to intercept Herons flying against the wind. When a Heron passes, a pair of Falcons are released, which soar upwards in a spiral motion to get above the Heron. Once the first one reaches the right height, she dives down, and if she misses, the second Falcon takes her turn. When one successfully strikes her prey, the other joins in, and all three birds land together, floating down with their wings spread. The falconer then steps in, as the Heron, while not resisting in the air, uses its strong beak for defense once it’s on the ground and can cause a lot of trouble for its pursuers if not stopped.
The 'Lanner' of Pennant is a young female Peregrine.
The 'Lanner' of Pennant is a young female peregrine falcon.
FALCO SUBBUTEO
The Hobby is a less common bird in England than in France, where it is said to be a constant companion of the sportsman, and to be endowed with enough discrimination to keep out of shot. Not satisfied with appropriating to its own use wounded birds, it pursues and captures those which have been fired at unsuccessfully, and not unfrequently even those which have been put up but have not come within shot. It is frequently taken, too, in the nets spread for Larks, or inveigled into the snare of the fowler who pursues his craft with limed twigs and the imitated cry of the Owl. It is a bird of passage, both on the Continent and in England, arriving and taking its departure at about the same time with the Swallow. In form and colouring it somewhat resembles the Peregrine Falcon, [Pg 162] but is much smaller and more slender; the wings, too, are larger in proportion, and the dark stripes beneath are longitudinal instead of transverse. Its natural prey consists for the most part of Larks and other small birds, beetles, and other large insects. It is said also to prey on Swallows; but swift as its flight undoubtedly is, it is somewhat doubtful whether these birds are not sufficiently nimble to elude it, unless, indeed, it attacks individuals exhausted by cold or other cause. It has been trained for hawking small birds; but owing, perhaps, to its migratory habits, it was found to be impatient of captivity, and was not much prized. Hobbies frequently hunt in pairs, and an instance has been recorded where one hunted a Lark in company with a Hen Harrier; but the latter, a bird of heavier flight, was soon compelled to give up the chase. It builds its nest, or appropriates a deserted one, in high trees, and lays three or four eggs.
The Hobby is a less common bird in England than in France, where it’s known to be a regular companion of hunters and is smart enough to stay out of range. Not content with just taking wounded birds, it also chases and catches those that have been shot at without success, and often even those that have been flushed but not within range. It’s often caught in nets set for Larks or tricked into the trap of a hunter using limed twigs and the fake call of an Owl. This bird migrates both in Europe and in England, arriving and leaving around the same time as the Swallow. In shape and color, it resembles the Peregrine Falcon, but is much smaller and slimmer; its wings are larger relative to its body, and the dark stripes underneath are vertical rather than horizontal. Its natural diet mainly includes Larks and other small birds, beetles, and other large insects. It’s also said to catch Swallows, but despite its quick flight, it’s uncertain whether these birds can avoid it unless they are weakened by cold or other factors. It has been trained for hunting small birds, but due to its migratory nature, it proved to be restless in captivity and wasn’t highly valued. Hobbies often hunt in pairs, and there’s a record of one hunting a Lark alongside a Hen Harrier; however, the latter, which is heavier, soon had to give up the pursuit. It builds its nest or takes over an abandoned one in tall trees and lays three or four eggs.
FALCO ÆSALON
The Merlin, or Stone Falcon (so called from its habit of alighting on stones to watch the flight of the small birds which it intends to make its prey), is a beautiful little bird, but notwithstanding its small body ranks among the 'noble' Falcons. Associated with the Sparrow-Hawk, it was, on the Continent, anciently trained to hunt Quails—and the old falconers are loud in its praises. In England, it was accounted especially the Ladies' Hawk. In a state of nature, it has been observed to attack the Partridge, Magpie, Starling, Blackbird, etc., but its favourite prey is the Lark; and it was to fly at this bird principally, that it was formerly trained. In hawking with Merlins, three of these birds were assigned to the Magpie, two to the Lark, and in the chase of the Quail and Land-rail, the Sparrow-Hawk was associated with it. The Merlin is more frequent in the northern than in the southern part of Great Britain, and is seen more frequently in winter than in summer, but is nowhere common. In Norfolk, many are caught at the autumnal equinox in the fowlers' nets. It occasionally, perhaps generally, breeds in Northumberland, Cumberland, and North Wales, placing its nest upon the ground amongst the heather, and laying four or five eggs. [Pg 163]
The Merlin, or Stone Falcon (named for its habit of landing on stones to watch the small birds it plans to hunt), is a striking little bird that, despite its small size, is considered one of the 'noble' Falcons. It was historically trained alongside the Sparrow-Hawk to hunt Quails on the Continent, earning high praise from old falconers. In England, it was particularly known as the Ladies' Hawk. In the wild, it has been noted for attacking Partridges, Magpies, Starlings, Blackbirds, and others, but its preferred prey is the Lark; it was primarily trained to fly at this bird. When hawking with Merlins, three of these birds were assigned to the Magpie, two to the Lark, and during the chase of Quail and Land-rail, the Sparrow-Hawk was paired with it. The Merlin is more common in the northern part of Great Britain than in the south, and it's seen more often in winter than in summer, although it isn't commonly found anywhere. In Norfolk, many are caught in fowlers' nets during the autumn equinox. It occasionally, if not commonly, breeds in Northumberland, Cumberland, and North Wales, nesting on the ground among the heather and laying four or five eggs. [Pg 163]
FALCO TINNÚNCULUS
The Kestrel being the most abundant and by far the most conspicuous in its habits of all the British birds of prey, is probably, in most instances, the bird which has been observed whenever the appearance of 'a Hawk' has been mentioned. Though rapid in flight whenever it chooses to put forth its full powers, it is more remarkable for the habit which has acquired for it the name of 'Windhover'; and there can scarcely be any one, however unobservant, who makes even but an occasional expedition into the country, but has stopped and gazed with delight on its skilful evolutions. Suspended aloft, with its head turned towards the wind, but neither advancing against the breeze, nor moved by it from its position, it agitates its wings as regularly and evenly as if they were turned on a pivot by machinery. Presently, impelled as it were by a spirit of restlessness, it suddenly darts forwards, perhaps ascending or descending a few feet, and making a slight turn either to the right or the left. Then it skims on with extended, motionless pinions, and once more anchors itself to the air. But on what object is it intent all this while? for that some design is present here is indubitable. Not surely on the capture of birds, for at that slight elevation its keen eye would detect the movement of a bird at a mere glance; nor has it the dashing flight one would expect to see in a hunter after game furnished with the same organs of motion as itself. But, if intent on the capture of small animals which creep out of holes in the earth and hunt for their food among the grass, surely no method can be conceived of exploring the field so quickly and so completely. The Kestrel, then, though stigmatized by game keepers with an evil name, does not merit the reproaches heaped on it; while to the farmer it is an invaluable ally, destroying countless beetles, the grubs of which would gnaw away the roots of his crops;, caterpillars, which would devour the foliage; and, above all, mice, which would fatten on the grain. For such food its appetite is enormous, and its stomach capacious, an instance being recorded of a specimen having been shot, the craw of which contained no less than seventy-nine caterpillars, twenty-four beetles, a full-grown field mouse, and a leech. To this varied bill of fare it adds, as occasion offers, glow-worms, lizards, frogs, grasshoppers, and earthworms. In the winter, indeed, when these animals have withdrawn to their retreats, it is compelled by hunger to provide itself with what my [Pg 164] readers would consider more palatable food; for now it preys on any birds which it is swift enough to overtake, and strong enough to master. The skill with which it plucks the feathers from birds before tearing them to pieces, certainly argues in favour of the theory that a bird-diet is not unnatural to it, or, that the habit, if an acquired one, came to an apt learner. But in autumn and winter, game-birds are fully fledged and being quite able to take care of themselves are by no means liable to fall a prey to the Kestrel. Thus, admitting, as we fear we must, that if, while hovering for mice, it detects a young Partridge in the hay-field, it is unable to withstand the temptation of carrying it off as a delicate repast for its young, yet an occasional trespass of this kind far from counterbalances the advantages it confers as a consistent destroyer of vermin.
The Kestrel, being the most common and easily seen of all British birds of prey, is likely the bird people think of when they mention a "Hawk." Although it can fly quickly when it wants to, it’s better known for its behavior that has earned it the nickname "Windhover." Almost anyone who takes a trip to the countryside has stopped to admire its impressive aerial maneuvers. Hovering in the air, facing into the wind without moving forward or being blown away, it flaps its wings smoothly and evenly, as if operated by a machine. Then, driven by a burst of energy, it suddenly swoops forward, maybe rising or dropping a bit, and making a slight turn to the right or left. Next, it glides with its wings spread out, once again hovering in place. But what is it focused on during all this time? It’s clear that it has a purpose. It's not likely hunting birds, as at that height, it would easily spot any movement; nor does it have the aggressive flight typical of a predator pursuing prey like itself. However, if its target is small animals emerging from burrows or foraging in the grass, no other method could cover the area so quickly and thoroughly. So, although gamekeepers label it negatively, the Kestrel doesn’t deserve such criticism; to farmers, it’s a crucial ally, eliminating countless pests like beetles, whose larvae would damage plant roots, caterpillars that eat leaves, and especially mice that consume grain. It has an enormous appetite for these foods and a large stomach; one recorded case involved a Kestrel being shot that had seventy-nine caterpillars, twenty-four beetles, a fully grown field mouse, and a leech in its crop. It also adds glow-worms, lizards, frogs, grasshoppers, and earthworms to its diet as available. In winter, when these animals retreat, it has to find what my [Pg 164] readers might consider tastier food; it starts hunting any birds it can catch and overpower. The skill it shows in removing feathers before tearing apart birds suggests that a bird-based diet isn’t alien to it, or that if it learned this habit, it did so very well. However, during autumn and winter, fully grown game birds can defend themselves and are not easily preyed upon by the Kestrel. While we admit that if it locates a young Partridge in the hayfield while hunting for mice, it may be tempted to take it for its young, such instances don't outweigh the benefits it provides as a constant predator of pests.
The Kestrel appears to be generally distributed over the country, showing no marked predilection for upland or lowland, heath or marsh. It is very frequently seen near the sea-coast, to which in winter it habitually resorts, finding there, no doubt, greater facilities for obtaining food. Like others of its tribe, it possesses little architectural skill, placing its nest in a hole in a cliff, in ruins, or on lofty trees, often appropriating the deserted dwelling of some more industrious builder than itself. On the Continent it resorts to buildings in towns and cities, as, for instance, the Louvre in Paris, and the towers of cathedrals. During summer it hawks principally in the gardens and orchards near the town, and when harvest is gathered in, repairs to the corn-fields to hunt for mice among the stubble. When taken young from the nest, it is easily tamed, and becomes one of the most amusing of pets. Even after being fully fledged and allowed its liberty, it will remain in the neighbourhood of the place where it was reared, coming regularly to be fed, and recognizing the presence of its master by repeating its wild note, klee, klee, klee, and flying to meet him. An anecdote is recorded in the Zoologist of a male Kestrel having, in the second year of his domestication, induced a female bird to join him in his half-civilized life, and to assist him in rearing a joint family. 'Billy' still continued to make himself quite at home at the house where he was brought up, coming fearlessly into the nursery and making friends with the children; but his mate never threw off her wild nature so far as to do this, contenting herself with waiting outside, and asserting her right to her fair share of whatever food he brought out. Tame Kestrels have been observed to have the habit of hiding their food when supplied with more than they can consume at the time. I have often noticed, too, in the case of tame Kestrels, that the Chaffinches and other small birds which frequent gardens show no instinctive dread of them, as if they were their natural enemies, but perch on the same tree with them, fearless and unnoticed.
The Kestrel is widely found across the country, showing no clear preference for highlands or lowlands, heath or marsh. It’s often spotted near the coast, especially in winter, likely because it's easier to find food there. Like other birds of its kind, it isn’t great at building and places its nest in a cliff hole, ruins, or high up in trees, often taking over abandoned nests from more skilled builders. In Europe, it uses buildings in towns and cities, like the Louvre in Paris and cathedral towers. During the summer, it mainly hunts in gardens and orchards near towns, and after harvest, it heads to the fields to look for mice among the stubble. When young Kestrels are taken from the nest, they can be easily tamed and become entertaining pets. Even after they’re fully grown and free, they tend to stay close to where they were raised, returning regularly for food and recognizing their owner by calling out their distinct note, klee, klee, klee, and flying to greet them. There’s a story in the Zoologist about a male Kestrel that, in the second year of being domesticated, got a female to join him in his semi-wild life and help raise their young. ‘Billy’ was comfortable at the home where he grew up, boldly entering the nursery and making friends with the kids, while his mate never quite lost her wild instincts, waiting outside and claiming a fair share of whatever food he brought back. Tame Kestrels have also been seen hiding food when they have more than they can eat at the moment. I've often noticed that tame Kestrels don’t scare away Chaffinches and other small birds that come to gardens; instead, these smaller birds seem unfazed by them and happily perch on the same tree, acting as if they are not their natural enemies.
The Kestrel was formerly trained to hunt small birds, and in the court of Louis XIII was taught to hawk for Bats.
The Kestrel was once trained to hunt small birds, and in the court of Louis XIII, it was taught to hunt for bats.
Feet entirely webbed, or all four toes connected by webs.
Feet completely webbed, with all four toes joined by webs.
PHALACRÓCORAX CARBO
Phalacrocorax, the modern systematic name of the genus Cormorant, is given by Willughby as a synonym of the Coot, and with much propriety, for translated into English it means 'Bald Crow'. Applied to the Cormorant, it must be considered as descriptive of the semblance of baldness produced by the white feathers of the head during the breeding season. The Cormorant Willughby describes under the name of Corvus aquaticus, or Water Raven. The English name,'Corvorant', is clearly Corvus vorans, a voracious Raven; and 'Cormorant' perhaps a corruption of Corvus marinus, Sea Raven.
Phalacrocorax, the current scientific name for the genus Cormorant, was referred to by Willughby as a synonym for the Coot, which is quite fitting because it translates to 'Bald Crow' in English. When applied to the Cormorant, this name highlights the bald appearance created by the white feathers on its head during breeding season. Willughby referred to the Cormorant as Corvus aquaticus, or Water Raven. The English term 'Corvorant' clearly derives from Corvus vorans, meaning voracious Raven, while 'Cormorant' may be a variation of Corvus marinus, or Sea Raven.
sea-side visitors are pretty sure of seeing more than one specimen of this bird, if they care to look for them, for the Cormorant frequents all parts of the coast as well as lakes and rivers, and does not leave us at any period of the year. Often we may see two or three of these birds flying along together at a slight distance above the surface of the sea, distinguished by their black hue, long outstretched neck, and rapid waving of the wings. They fly swiftly in a straight line, and seem to be kept from dipping into the water by making ahead at full speed. There is no buoyancy in their flight, no floating in the air, or soaring; their sole motive for using their narrow but muscular wings is clearly that they may repair to or from some favourite spot with greater speed than they can attain by swimming or diving. Occasionally, while engaged in a boating expedition, we may encounter a party of three or four occupied in fishing. They are shy, and will not allow a near approach, but even at a distance they may be distinguished by their large size, sooty hue, long necks, and hooked beaks. They sit low in the water, often dipping their heads below the surface, and in this posture advancing, in order that their search for food may not be impeded [Pg 166] by the ripple of the water. A sheltered bay in which shoals of small fish abound is a choice resort, and here they make no long continuous stay in the swimming attitude, but suddenly and frequently dive, remaining below a longer or shorter time, according to the depth which they have to descend in order to secure their prey, but when successful, occupying but a very brief space of time in swallowing it. Not unfrequently they may be discerned from the shore similarly occupied, floating or diving in the midst of the very breakers. Sometimes, but rarely, one settles on a rail or stump of a tree close to the water in a tidal river. The capture of fish is still its object, and it is quite as expert in securing its prey from such a station as when roving at large on the open sea.
Visitors at the seaside can expect to see more than one of these birds if they take the time to look because the Cormorant is found all along the coast as well as in lakes and rivers, and it doesn’t leave at any time of the year. Often, we can spot two or three of these birds flying together just above the water’s surface, recognizable by their black coloring, long necks, and rapid wing flapping. They fly quickly in a straight line and seem to avoid landing in the water by maintaining full speed ahead. Their flight has no buoyancy, no gliding or soaring; they use their narrow but strong wings solely to get to and from their favorite spots faster than they would by swimming or diving. Occasionally, while on a boating trip, we might come across a group of three or four fishing. They’re skittish and won’t let you get too close, but even from a distance, you can tell them apart by their large size, dark color, long necks, and hooked beaks. They sit low in the water, often dipping their heads below the surface, moving forward in this position so their search for food isn’t disturbed by the water's ripples. A sheltered bay with schools of small fish is a prime spot for them, and here they don’t stay in swimming posture for long; instead, they frequently dive, staying underwater for varying lengths depending on how deep they need to go to catch their food. When successful, they take only a short time to swallow their catch. They can often be seen from the shore doing the same, floating or diving among the waves. Occasionally, though rarely, one will settle on a railing or a tree stump close to the water in a tidal river. Their aim is still to catch fish, and they’re just as skilled at snagging their prey from that spot as when they’re out in the open sea.
All along our coast there is at various intervals a rock popularly distinguished in the neighbourhood by the name of 'Shag rock'. Such a rock is generally low, isolated, and situated at a safe distance from land; or, if near the shore, is close to the base of a steep cliff. Hither the Cormorants, when their hunger is appeased, repair for the threefold purpose of resting, digesting their food, and drying their wings. The process of digestion is soon completed, but the time consumed in drying their thoroughly drenched wings depends on the amount of sunshine and air moving. Of these, whatever they may be, they know how to avail themselves to perfection. They station themselves on the highest ridge of the rock, wide apart, and in a row, so as not to screen one another, raise their bodies to their full height, and spread their wings to their utmost extent. No laundress is more cunning in the exercise of her vocation. Indeed, they can hardly fail to recall the idea of so many pairs of black trousers hung out to be aired.
All along our coast, there are several rocks known locally as 'Shag rock.' These rocks are usually low, isolated, and located a safe distance from the shore; if they are near the land, they’re often right at the base of a steep cliff. Here, the Cormorants gather after eating to rest, digest their food, and dry off their wings. Digestion happens quickly, but how long it takes to dry their soaked wings depends on the sunshine and the breeze. Whatever the conditions, they know how to make the most of them. They perch on the highest point of the rock, spaced apart in a line so they don’t block each other, standing tall and spreading their wings wide. No laundress is more skillful in her work. In fact, they might remind you of rows of black trousers hanging out to air.
Cormorants do not confine their fishing expeditions to the sea, but frequently ascend tidal rivers, and follow the course of streams which communicate with fish-ponds and lakes, where they commit great havoc; for the quantity of fish which they devour at a meal is very great. Pliny has observed that the Cormorant sometimes perches on trees; and the truth of this remark has been confirmed by many subsequent writers. They have been even known to build their nest in a tree, but this is a rare occurrence.[29] They generally select exposed rocks, where they collect a large quantity of sticks and rubbish, and lay three or four eggs in a depression on the summit.
Cormorants don’t just limit their fishing trips to the sea; they often venture up tidal rivers and follow streams that lead to fish ponds and lakes, where they cause a lot of damage. The amount of fish they consume in one meal is substantial. Pliny noted that cormorants sometimes perch on trees, and this observation has been confirmed by many subsequent authors. They have even been known to build nests in trees, although this is quite rare. They usually choose exposed rocks, where they gather a large number of sticks and debris to lay three or four eggs in a hollow at the top. [29]
![Plate_33. Shag [M]; Brent Goose [F]; Bernacle Goose [F]; and Cormorant [M]. [face p. 166. Plate_33](images/plate_33.png)
![Plate_34. Gannet [F]; Whooper Swan; and Bewick's Swan [M]. Plate_34](images/plate_34.png)
Most people are familiar with a representation of a fishery with the help of Cormorants conducted by the Chinese; but it is not so generally known that a similar method once was practised in England. Willughby quoting Faber's Annotations on the Animals of Recchus, says: 'It is the custom in England to train Cormorants to catch fish. While conveying the birds to the fishing-ground the fishermen keep the heads and eyes of the birds covered to prevent them from being alarmed. When they have reached the rivers, they take off the hoods, and having first tied a leather strap loosely round the lower part of the neck, that the birds may be unable to swallow down what fishes they catch, throw them into the water. They immediately set to work and pursue the fish beneath them with marvellous rapidity. When they have caught one they rise to the surface, and, having first pinched it with their beaks, swallow it as far as the strap permits, and renew the chase until they have caught from five to six each. On being called to return to their masters' fist, they obey with alacrity, and bring up, one by one, the fish they have swallowed, injured no farther than that they are slightly crushed. The fishing being brought to an end, the birds are removed from the neighbourhood of the water, the strap is untied, and a few of the captured fish, thrown to them as their share of the booty, are dexterously caught before they touch the ground.'
Most people know about the method of using Cormorants for fishing that the Chinese use; however, it is not as widely recognized that a similar technique was once used in England. Willughby, citing Faber’s Annotations on the Animals of Recchus, states: 'In England, it's customary to train Cormorants to catch fish. While transporting the birds to the fishing area, the fishermen keep their heads and eyes covered to avoid alarming them. Once they reach the rivers, they remove the hoods and tie a leather strap loosely around the lower part of the neck so that the birds can’t swallow the fish they catch. They then throw the birds into the water. The birds quickly start hunting and chase the fish beneath them with incredible speed. When they catch one, they come to the surface, pinch it with their beaks, and swallow it as far as the strap allows, then continue hunting until they’ve caught about five or six. When called back to their owner's hand, they quickly return and bring up the fish they've swallowed, which are only slightly crushed. After fishing is done, the birds are taken away from the water, the strap is loosened, and a few of the fish caught are thrown to them as their share, which they expertly catch before they hit the ground.'
PHALACRÓCORAX GRÁCULUS
Except in the smaller size and differences of plumage mentioned above, there is little to distinguish the Shag from the Cormorant. Both, too, are of common occurrence, and frequent the same localities; except that the Shag is more disposed to be gregarious: it does not, however, commonly resort to tidal rivers, and is still more rarely found on inland lakes; its food and method of obtaining it are precisely similar, so that a description of one bird will suit the other almost equally well. The Shag is called sometimes the Green Cormorant, from the tint of its plumage; but this name is not in common use. Another of its names is the Crested Cormorant; but this is vague, inasmuch as both species are crested in spring. In Scotland a common name for it is Scart, applied also to the Great Cormorant. [Pg 168]
Aside from the smaller size and the differences in plumage mentioned earlier, there's not much that sets the Shag apart from the Cormorant. Both birds are quite common and often found in the same areas; however, the Shag tends to be more social. It usually doesn’t hang out in tidal rivers and is even less likely to be seen on inland lakes. Their diet and foraging methods are essentially the same, so a description of one bird would fit the other perfectly. The Shag is sometimes called the Green Cormorant due to the color of its plumage, though that's not a widely used name. Another name for it is the Crested Cormorant, but that name can be confusing since both species have crests in the spring. In Scotland, it’s often referred to as Scart, a name also used for the Great Cormorant. [Pg 168]
SULA BASSANA
It would not be difficult to compile, from various sources, a description of the Gannet and its habits which would fill more pages than my readers, perhaps, would care to peruse. To avoid this contingency, I will limit myself to a statement of my own personal acquaintance with the bird and its ways, and a transcript of notes kindly furnished me by a friend who visited the Bass Rock, one of its favourite haunts in the breeding season.
It wouldn't be hard to put together a description of the Gannet and its habits from various sources that would take up more pages than my readers might want to read. To prevent that, I'll stick to sharing my personal experiences with the bird and its behavior, along with notes generously provided by a friend who visited the Bass Rock, one of its favorite breeding spots.
Extract from my own Journal.—'August 27th. I lay for a long time to-day on the thick herbage which crowns the splendid cliffs, "the Gobbins", near the entrance of Belfast Lough, watching through a telescope the proceedings of some Gannets, or Solan Geese. This bird, which is allied to the Pelicans rather than the Geese, is of a large size, much bigger than a Gull, from which, also, it may be distinguished at a distance by its greater length of neck, the intense whiteness of its plumage, and the black tip of its wide-spreading wings. But apart from all these distinguishing characters, its mode of fishing is, by itself, sufficient to mark it. In flight it is eminently wandering; it circles round and round, or describes a figure of eight, at a varying elevation above the water, in quest of herrings, pilchards, or other fish whose habit is to swim near the surface. When it has discovered a prey, it suddenly arrests its flight, partially closes its wings, and descends head foremost with a force sufficient to make a jet d'eau visible two or three miles off, and to carry itself many feet downwards. When successful, it brings its prize to the surface, and devours it without troubling itself about mastication. If unsuccessful, it rises immediately, and resumes its hunting. It is sometimes seen swimming, perhaps to rest itself, for I did not observe that it ever dived on these occasions. My companion told me that the fishermen on the coast of Ireland say that, if chased by a boat when seen swimming, it becomes so terrified as to be unable to rise. The real reason may be that it is gorged with food. He was once in a boat on the Lough, when, a Gannet being seen a long way ahead, it was determined to give chase, and ascertain whether the statement was correct. As the boat drew near, the Gannet endeavoured to escape by swimming; but made no attempt either to dive or to use its wings. After a pretty long chase, the [Pg 169] bowman secured it in spite of a very severe bite which it inflicted on his hand, and carried it home in triumph. It did not appear to have received any injury, and when released, in the evening of the same day, swam out to sea with great composure. A fisherman in Islay told me that in some parts of Scotland a singular method of catching Gannets is adopted. A herring is fastened to a board and sunk a few feet deep in the sea. The sharp eye of the Gannet detects the fish, and the bird, first raising itself to an elevation which experience or instinct has taught it to be sufficient to carry it down to the requisite depth, pounces on the fish, and in the effort penetrates the board to which the fish is attached. Being thus held fast by the beak, and unable to extricate itself, it is drowned. Gannets are frequently caught in the herring-nets, at various depths below the surface. Diving after the fish, they become entangled in the nets, and are thus captured in a trap not intended for them. They perform good service to fishermen, by indicating at a great distance the exact position of the shoals of fish.'
Extract from my own Journal.—'August 27th. I spent a long time today lying on the thick grass that tops the stunning cliffs, "the Gobbins," near the entrance to Belfast Lough, watching through a telescope the activities of some Gannets, or Solan Geese. This bird, which is more closely related to Pelicans than to Geese, is quite large, much bigger than a Gull, which can also be recognized at a distance by its longer neck, the bright whiteness of its feathers, and the black tips of its wide-spreading wings. But aside from all these identifying features, its method of fishing alone is enough to set it apart. In flight, it is highly mobile; it circles around or describes a figure eight at various heights above the water, searching for herrings, pilchards, or other fish that swim near the surface. When it spots its prey, it suddenly stops flying, partially closes its wings, and dives headfirst with enough force to create a splash visible two or three miles away, plunging several feet down. When successful, it brings its catch to the surface and eats it without bothering to chew. If it fails, it quickly rises and continues hunting. It's sometimes seen swimming, possibly to rest, as I noticed it never dove during these times. My companion mentioned that fishermen along the Irish coast say that if it is chased by a boat while swimming, it becomes so frightened it can't take off. The real reason might be that it's stuffed with food. He once was in a boat on the Lough when they spotted a Gannet far ahead and decided to chase it to see if the claim was true. As the boat got closer, the Gannet tried to escape by swimming, but made no effort to dive or use its wings. After quite a chase, the [Pg 169] bowman managed to catch it despite getting a nasty bite on his hand, and he brought it home triumphantly. It didn't seem to be hurt, and when released later that evening, it swam away to sea calmly. A fisherman in Islay told me that in some parts of Scotland, a strange method of catching Gannets is used. A herring is tied to a board and sunk a few feet underwater. The sharp-eyed Gannet spots the fish, and after rising to a height it knows is enough to reach the right depth, it dives for the fish, penetrating the board to which it's attached. Trapped by its beak and unable to free itself, it ends up drowning. Gannets are often caught in herring nets at various depths below the surface. While diving after fish, they get tangled in the nets and are captured in traps not meant for them. They provide valuable help to fishermen by indicating from a distance the exact locations of fish schools.'
Gannets breed in great numbers on several parts of our rocky coast; from the extreme north to Lundy Island in the Bristol Channel. The two most important stations are St. Kilda and the Bass Rock, in the Firth of Forth. On this rock stand the ruins of the once formidable stronghold of the Douglas family, the Castle of Tantallan. In circumference the island is about a mile; on the northern side it rises to an elevation of eight hundred feet, whilst towards the south it shelves almost down to the sea. The isolated position of this rock, and the difficulty of landing on it, have rendered it a fit retreat for sea-fowl of various kinds; and as the proprietor 'preserves' them, they flourish without sensible diminution. The discharge of a gun causes the whole of the colony to take wing; and as they rise into the air, the eye of the spectator is dazzled by the mazy intercrossings of white wings, the ear bewildered by the discord of confused screamings. A visit paid at sunrise, when flocks of various kinds are wheeling about in all directions, will more than reward the early riser for his activity, for Scotland scarcely offers a more interesting sight. Of all the numerous birds which frequent the rock, the Solan Goose is the most abundant and most profitable, as almost the only revenue of the island accrues from the sale of these birds to the country people of the mainland, and at the Edinburgh market, where they have fetched, for the last century and a half, the unvarying price of two shillings and fourpence a head. The size of the Gannet is somewhat larger than that of the domestic Goose.
Gannets nest in large numbers along various parts of our rocky coastline, from the far north down to Lundy Island in the Bristol Channel. The two main breeding sites are St. Kilda and the Bass Rock in the Firth of Forth. On this rock, you'll find the ruins of the once-impressive stronghold of the Douglas family, the Castle of Tantallan. The island is about a mile around; on the northern side, it rises to 800 feet, while the southern side slopes almost down to the sea. The rock's isolated location and the difficulty of landing there have made it a perfect refuge for different types of seabirds, and since the owner 'preserves' them, they thrive without significant decline. The sound of a gunshot sends the entire colony soaring into the sky, and as they take flight, spectators are dazzled by the intricate patterns of white wings while their ears are filled with the chaotic noise of their cries. A visit at sunrise, when flocks of various birds are circling in every direction, will more than reward the early riser for his efforts, as Scotland offers few sights as captivating. Among all the many birds that frequent the rock, the Solan Goose is the most numerous and most valuable, as nearly all of the island's income comes from selling these birds to local people on the mainland and at the Edinburgh market, where they’ve consistently sold for the last 150 years at the fixed price of two shillings and fourpence each. The Gannet is somewhat bigger than a domestic Goose.
'The only parts of the island where they can be approached are on the south and west sides. They sit lazily and stupidly on and about their nests, which are composed of a mass of weeds and grass, and will suffer themselves to be stroked, patted, or knocked on the [Pg 170] head, as the case may be, with a most philosophical gravity. They are frequently shot; but as they then generally fall into the sea, a boat has to be on the alert, or they are soon washed away. The plan of lowering a man by means of a rope held by the others, is also adopted; but this is most dangerous. The Frigate Pelican [The Skua?] often chases a successful Gannet till the terrified bird disgorges its prey, which the pursuer seizes before it reaches the water.'
The only places on the island where you can get close are on the south and west sides. They sit around their nests, which are made of a bunch of weeds and grass, lazily and without a care. They allow themselves to be touched, patted, or tapped on the head with a calm, philosophical attitude. They often get shot, but since they usually fall into the sea, a boat has to be ready, or they’ll quickly drift away. Sometimes they lower a person using a rope held by others, but that’s really dangerous. The Frigate Pelican [The Skua?] often chases a Gannet that has caught something until the scared bird throws up its catch, which the Pelican snatches before it hits the water.
'A Solan Goose to most people would not afford a delicious meal, being a rank, coarse, fishy dish; but many of the poorer classes eat them with a relish—nay, as a delicacy—and during the winter would fare ill had they not these birds for food.'
'A Solan Goose wouldn’t seem like a tasty meal to most people, as it's a tough, strong-tasting, fishy dish; however, many in the lower classes enjoy them—indeed, consider them a delicacy—and during the winter, they would struggle without these birds for food.'
The Gannet lays but one egg; and the young bird is nourished on semi-liquid food disgorged by the parent. On its first exclusion from the egg its skin is naked, and of a bluish black hue, but is soon covered with a white down. Through this the true feathers appear, which are black, the adult plumage being pure white.
The Gannet lays only one egg, and the baby bird is fed semi-liquid food that the parent regurgitates. When it first hatches from the egg, its skin is bare and a bluish-black color, but it quickly gets covered with white down. Underneath this down, the real feathers come in, which are black, while the adult feathers are pure white.
For an interesting account of the capture of these birds at St. Kilda, the reader is referred to Professor James Wilson's Voyage round the Coast of Scotland. From a calculation once made of the number of Gannets consumed by each family in a year, on this island, it appeared that the total secured, not taking into account a large number which could not be reached for various reasons, was 22,600: and this number was considered to be below the average, the season being a bad one.
For an interesting account of catching these birds at St. Kilda, check out Professor James Wilson's Voyage round the Coast of Scotland. A calculation once made estimated that each family on this island consumed about 22,600 Gannets in a year. This figure didn’t even include a large number that couldn’t be reached for various reasons, and it was believed to be below average since it was a bad season.
ÁRDEA CINÉREA
The Heron, though a large bird, measuring three feet in length from the point of the beak to the extremity of the tail, and four feet and a half in breadth from the tip of one wing to the other, [Pg 171] weighs but three pounds and a half. Consequently, though not formed for rapid flight, or endued with great activity of wing, its body presents so large a surface to the air, that it can support itself aloft with but a slight exertion. It is thus enabled, without fatigue, to soar almost into the regions assigned to the Eagle and Vulture; and when pursued by its natural enemies, the Falcons, to whom it would fall an easy prey on account of the largeness of the mark which its body would present to their downward swoop if it could only skim the plains, it is enabled to vie with them in rising into the air, and thus often eludes them.
The Heron, although a large bird, measuring three feet long from the tip of its beak to the end of its tail, and four and a half feet across from the tip of one wing to the other, [Pg 171] weighs only three and a half pounds. Therefore, while it isn’t built for fast flight or exceptional wing speed, its body has such a large surface area that it can stay airborne with minimal effort. This allows it to soar high, almost up to the altitudes of the Eagle and Vulture, and when chased by its natural enemies, the Falcons—who could easily catch it because of its size if it were low to the ground—it can rise swiftly into the air and often escape them.
The Heron, though it neither swims nor dives, is, nevertheless, a fisher, and a successful one, but a fisher in rivers and shallow waters only, to human anglers a very pattern of patience and resignation. Up to its knees in water, motionless as a stone, with the neck slightly stretched out, and the eye steadily fixed, but wide awake to the motion of anything that has life, the Heron may be seen in the ford of a river, the margin of a lake, in a sea-side pool, or on the bank of an estuary, a faultless subject for the photographer. Suddenly the head is shot forward with unerring aim; a small fish is captured, crushed to death, and swallowed head foremost; an eel of some size requires different treatment, and is worth the trouble of bringing to land, that it may be beaten to death on the shingle; a large fish is impaled with its dagger-like beak, and, if worth the labour, is carried off to a safe retreat, to be devoured at leisure. If observers are to be credited, and there is no reason why they should not, a full-grown Heron can thus dispose of a fish that exceeds its own weight. A frog is swallowed whole; a water rat has its skull split before it discovers its enemy, and speedily is undergoing the process of digestion. Shrimps, small crabs, newts, water beetles, all is fish that comes to its comprehensive net; but if, with all its watchfulness, the look-out be unsuccessful, it rises a few feet into the air, and slowly flaps itself away to some little distance, where perhaps, slightly altering its attitude, it stands on one leg, and, with its head thrown back, awaits better fortune. While thus stationed it is mute; but as it flies off it frequently utters its note, a harsh, grating scream, especially when other birds of the same species are in the neighbourhood. On these occasions it is keenly on the alert, descrying danger at a great distance, and is always the first to give notice of an approaching enemy, not only to all birds feeding near it on the shore, but to any Ducks which may chance to be paddling in the water. [30]
The Heron, even though it doesn’t swim or dive, is still a successful fisher, but it only catches fish in rivers and shallow waters. To human anglers, it's a true example of patience and calmness. Standing in water up to its knees, completely still like a statue, with its neck slightly extended and eyes fixed, yet alert to any movement, the Heron can be spotted in the shallows of a river, at the edge of a lake, in a seaside pool, or along the bank of an estuary, making it a perfect subject for a photograph. Suddenly, it strikes with precision; it catches a small fish, crushes it, and swallows it headfirst. An eel of a decent size is handled differently and is worth bringing to shore so it can be smashed against the stones. A large fish is impaled with its sharp beak and, if it’s worth the effort, is taken to a safe spot to be eaten later. According to observers—who have no reason to be doubted—a full-grown Heron can manage a fish that weighs more than it does. A frog is swallowed whole, while a water rat has its skull crushed before it even realizes there’s danger and quickly ends up being digested. Shrimps, small crabs, newts, and water beetles all fall into its extensive menu; but if, despite its vigilance, it doesn’t catch anything, it will rise a few feet into the air and flap away slowly to a nearby spot. There, it might change its position a bit, stand on one leg, and tilt its head back while waiting for better luck. While it’s in this stance, it stays silent; but when it takes off, it often makes a harsh, grating scream, especially if there are other birds of the same kind nearby. During these moments, it’s highly alert, spotting potential danger from far away, and is always the first to warn nearby shorebirds and even any Ducks that might be swimming nearby of an approaching threat. [30]
During a great portion of the year the Heron is a wanderer. I have frequently seen it at least fifty miles distant from the nearest heronry; but when it has discovered a spot abounding in food, it repairs thither day after day for a long period.
During much of the year, the heron roams around. I've often seen it at least fifty miles away from the nearest heronry; but once it finds a place full of food, it returns there day after day for an extended time.
In the month of January, if mild, but as a rule in February, Herons show a disposition to congregate, and soon after repair to their old-established breeding-places, called Heronries. These are generally lofty trees, firs or deciduous trees in parks, or even in groves close by old family mansions. One at Kilmorey, by Loch Gilphead, has long been frequented, though within a hundred yards of the house. The nests, huge masses of sticks, a yard across, lined with a little grass, and other soft materials, are placed near each other, as many, sometimes, as a hundred in a colony, [31] or, more rarely, they are placed among ivy-clad rocks, ruins, or even on the ground. Each nest contains three to four eggs, on which the female sits about three weeks, constantly fed by her partner during the whole period of incubation. Two weeks later a second clutch of eggs is sometimes laid and hatched off whilst the first young are in the nest. The power of running would be of little use to a young bird hatched at an elevation of fifty feet from the ground; the young Herons are consequently helpless till they are sufficiently fledged to perch on the branches of the trees, where they are fed by their parents, who themselves perch with the facility of the Rook. Indeed, the favourite position of these birds, both old and young, is, during a considerable portion of the day, on the upper branches of a lofty tree, whither, also, they often repair with a booty too large to be swallowed at once.
In January, if it's mild, but usually in February, herons tend to gather and then head to their long-established breeding grounds, called heronries. These are typically tall trees, either firs or deciduous trees in parks, or even in groves near old family homes. One at Kilmorey, by Loch Gilphead, has been used for a long time, even though it's just a hundred yards from the house. The nests, which are large clumps of sticks about a yard across, lined with a bit of grass and other soft materials, are built close together, sometimes with as many as a hundred in one colony, or, less often, they are located among ivy-covered rocks, ruins, or even on the ground. Each nest holds three to four eggs, which the female sits on for about three weeks, while her partner constantly feeds her throughout the incubation period. Two weeks later, a second set of eggs may be laid and hatched while the first young are still in the nest. Young birds that hatch fifty feet up in the air wouldn't find running very helpful; therefore, young herons are unable to do much until they are fully fledged enough to perch on the tree branches, where their parents feed them, perching skillfully like rooks. In fact, both adult and young herons spend a large part of the day perched on the upper branches of tall trees, where they often go to with prey that's too big to be eaten all at once.
By a statute of Henry VIII the taking of Herons in any other way than by hawking, or the long bow, was prohibited on a penalty of half a mark; and the theft of a young bird from the nest was visited with a penalty of ten shillings.
By a law from Henry VIII, catching herons in any way other than using a hawk or a longbow was banned, with a fine of half a mark; and stealing a young bird from its nest resulted in a fine of ten shillings.
Not to be acquainted with the noble art of Falconry was deemed degrading: so that the saying, 'He does not know a Hawk from a Heronshaw', was a common expression of contempt, now corrupted into the proverb, 'He does not know a Hawk from a handsaw'.
Not knowing the noble art of falconry was seen as embarrassing, so the saying, 'He does not know a Hawk from a Heronshaw,' was a common way to express disdain. Now, it's twisted into the proverb, 'He does not know a Hawk from a handsaw.'
NYCTÍCORAX GRISEUS.
The Night Heron is a bird of wide geographical range; but, on account of its nocturnal habits and the rarity of its occurrence in this country, it has been little observed. It is, however, not uncommon on migration. A specimen was brought to me at Helston, Cornwall, about the year 1836, which had been shot in the dusk of the evening, on Goonhilly Downs. Its long and delicate crest had been stupidly tied into a knot, and by the bruised condition of these feathers the specimen, if it still exists in any museum, may yet be identified.
The Night Heron is a bird with a wide geographical range, but due to its nighttime habits and how rarely it appears in this country, it hasn't been studied much. However, it's not uncommon during migration. A specimen was brought to me in Helston, Cornwall, around 1836, which had been shot at dusk on Goonhilly Downs. Its long and delicate crest had been carelessly tied into a knot, and the bruised condition of those feathers means that if it still exists in any museum, it could be identified.
The Night Heron is said to be not uncommon on the shores of the Baltic, in the wide marshes of Bretagne and Lorraine, and on the banks of the Rhone. It passes the day concealed among the thick foliage of trees and shrubs, and feeds only by night. It builds its nest in trees, and lays four or five eggs.
The Night Heron is considered fairly common along the Baltic shores, in the extensive marshes of Brittany and Lorraine, and along the banks of the Rhone. During the day, it hides among the dense leaves of trees and bushes, feeding only at night. It nests in trees and lays four to five eggs.
BOTAURUS STELLÁRIS
Macgillivray, who was as well acquainted as most ornithologists with birds haunting moors and swamps, admits that he never heard one, and thinks that a brother naturalist, who describes what, no doubt, he heard, mistook for the booming of the Bittern the drumming of a Snipe. Lord Lilford tells us that a lady of his acquaintance told him that as a young wife, living near marshes, she often was kept awake by the booming of Bitterns.
Macgillivray, who was as familiar with birds that inhabit moors and swamps as most ornithologists, admits that he never actually heard one. He believes that a fellow naturalist, who described what he likely heard, mistook the drumming of a Snipe for the booming of a Bittern. Lord Lilford tells us that a woman he knew said that when she was a young wife living near marshes, she was frequently kept awake by the booming of Bitterns.
In Sir Thomas Browne's time, It was common In Norfolk, and was esteemed a better dish than the Heron.
In Sir Thomas Browne's time, it was common in Norfolk and was considered a better dish than the heron.
Willughby, who wrote about the same time, 1676, says: 'The Bittern, or Mire-drum, it is said, makes either three or five boomings at a time—always an uneven number. It begins to bellow early in February, and continues during the breeding season. The common people believe that it thrusts its beak into a reed, and by the help of this makes its booming. Others maintain that it imitates the lowing of an ox by thrusting its beak into water, mud, or earth. They conceal themselves among rushes and reeds, and not unfrequently in hedges, with the head and neck erect. In autumn, after sunset, they are in the habit of rising into the air with a spiral ascent, so high that they are lost sight of. Meanwhile they utter a singular note, but not at all resembling the characteristic 'booming'.
Willughby, who wrote around 1676, says: 'The Bittern, or Mire-drum, supposedly makes either three or five booms at a time—always an odd number. It starts booming early in February and keeps it up during the breeding season. Locals believe that it sticks its beak into a reed to create its booming sound. Others think it mimics the lowing of a cow by putting its beak in water, mud, or dirt. They hide among rushes and reeds, and often in hedges, with their head and neck upright. In the fall, after sunset, they usually rise into the air in a spiral, going so high that they become invisible. During this, they make a unique sound, but it’s nothing like the usual 'booming'.
It is called Botaurus, because it imitates boatum tauri, the bellowing of a bull. Of 'Botaurus', the names 'Bitour' and Bittern are evident corruptions; and the following names, in different languages, are all descriptive of the same peculiar note: Butor, Rordump, Myredromble, Trombone, Rohrtrummel, Rohrdommel, and Rordrum.
It’s called Botaurus because it mimics the sound of a bull’s roar. The names 'Bitour' and 'Bittern' are obvious variations of 'Botaurus', and the following names in different languages all describe the same unique call: Butor, Rordump, Myredromble, Trombone, Rohrtrummel, Rohrdommel, and Rordrum.
Of late years, so unusual has the occurrence become of Bitterns breeding in this country, owing to collectors, that the discovery of an egg in Norfolk has been thought worthy of being recorded in the transactions of the Linnean Society; and even the appearance of a bird at any season finds its way into the provincial newspapers or the magazines devoted to natural history: Stuffed specimens are, however, to be seen in most collections, where its form and plumage may be studied, though its habits can only be learnt, at least in England, from the accounts furnished by naturalists of a past generation. It comes now only to be shot.
In recent years, it's become so rare for Bitterns to breed in this country, due to collectors, that finding an egg in Norfolk was considered noteworthy enough to be recorded in the transactions of the Linnean Society. Even seeing a bird at any time of year makes it into local newspapers or magazines dedicated to natural history. However, stuffed specimens can be found in most collections, where you can study its shape and feathers, but its behavior can only be learned, at least in England, from accounts provided by naturalists from past generations. Now it’s mostly just hunted.
The Bittern is a bird of wide geographical range, as it resorts, more or less, to all countries of Europe and Asia. Specimens are said to differ much in size, some being as large as the Heron, others considerably less; but there is no reason to suppose that they are of different species, a similar variation having been observed in other birds, as in the Curlew, for example, of which I have had in my possession at once four or five specimens all of different dimensions.
The Bittern is a bird found across a broad geographical area, appearing in almost every country in Europe and Asia. It's reported that they vary significantly in size, with some being as large as a Heron and others much smaller; however, there's no reason to believe they are different species, as similar size variations have been seen in other birds, like the Curlew, of which I have once owned four or five specimens, all differing in size.
The Bittern builds its nest on the ground, and lays four brown eggs, which are tinged with ash or green. The old bird, if wounded, defends itself in the same way as the Heron.
The Bittern builds its nest on the ground and lays four brown eggs that have a hint of ash or green. The adult bird, if injured, defends itself like the Heron.
CICÓNIA ALBA
Sir Thomas Browne says, in his Account of Birds found in Norfolk: 'The Ciconia, or Stork, I have seen in the fens; and some have been shot in the marshes between this [Norwich] and Yarmouth.' His contemporary, Willughby, says:—'The Stork is rarely seen in England; never, in fact, but when driven hither by the wind or some accident. I have received from Dr. Thomas Browne, the eminent naturalist, a figure drawn to the life, and a short description of one which was captured in Norfolk.' Yarrell records instances of a few others which have been killed, at distant intervals, in various parts of England; but the Stork is so rare a visitor with us, that I have no scruple in referring my readers, for a full account of the habits of so interesting a bird, to some more comprehensive work on the subject. The White Stork was, over 350 years ago, only an irregular visitor to Great Britain.
Sir Thomas Browne states in his Account of Birds found in Norfolk: 'I've seen the Ciconia, or Stork, in the fens; and some have been shot in the marshes between Norwich and Yarmouth.' His contemporary, Willughby, notes:—'The Stork is rarely seen in England; really, only when it’s blown here by the wind or some accident. I’ve received from Dr. Thomas Browne, the noted naturalist, a lifelike drawing and a brief description of one that was captured in Norfolk.' Yarrell documents a few other instances of Storks being killed at various times throughout England; however, since the Stork is such a rare visitor here, I have no hesitation in directing my readers to a more comprehensive work on the subject for a complete account of the habits of this fascinating bird. The White Stork was, over 350 years ago, just an irregular visitor to Great Britain.
CICÓNIA NIGRA
A still rarer visitor in Great Britain than the White Stork, from which it differs quite as much in habit as it does in colour; for whereas the one is eminently sociable with birds of its own kind, and devoted in its attachment to human dwellings, the other is a solitary bird, shy and wary, avoiding at all times the sight of men and their habitations. It is a rare bird in most countries of Europe, but is common in several parts of Asia and the whole of the known regions of Africa. It builds a large nest in a lofty tree, and lays from two to five eggs.
A less common visitor in Great Britain than the White Stork, it differs as much in behavior as in color. While the White Stork is very social with its own kind and has a strong attachment to human homes, this bird is solitary, shy, and cautious, always avoiding the sight of people and their homes. It’s rare in most European countries but is quite common in several parts of Asia and throughout Africa. It builds a large nest in a tall tree and lays between two and five eggs.
PLATALÉA LEUCORODIA
Spoonbills do not appear to have been common at any time; for though Sir Thomas Browne enumerates them among the birds of Norfolk and Suffolk, where they build in heronries, his contemporary, Willughby, knew them only as natives of Holland. This bird is not unfrequent in East Anglia, and it is met with now and again along the south coast, and has wandered up the Thames valley.
Spoonbills don’t seem to have ever been common; although Sir Thomas Browne lists them among the birds of Norfolk and Suffolk, where they nest in heronries, his contemporary, Willughby, only recognized them as species from Holland. This bird is not rare in East Anglia, and can occasionally be found along the south coast, having also moved up the Thames valley.
The Spoonbill is a migratory bird, building its nest and rearing its young in the north of Europe and Asia, and retiring in autumn to the shores of the Mediterranean or to Africa. It is remarkable not only for the singular conformation of its bill, but for 'being one of the very few which have been found to possess no true muscles of the organ of voice; and no modulation of a single tone appears to be possessed by the bird.'[32]
The Spoonbill is a migratory bird that makes its nest and raises its young in northern Europe and Asia, then heads to the Mediterranean or Africa for the winter. It's notable not only for the unique shape of its bill but also for being one of the rare birds that lack true vocal muscles, meaning it doesn’t seem to have the ability to change the tone of its sounds. [32]
It builds its nest in high trees, or, when these are wanting, among reeds and rushes; and lays four eggs.
It builds its nest in tall trees, or, when those aren't available, among reeds and rushes; and lays four eggs.
ANSER CINEREUS
The Geese characterized by having a large, ovate body, a long neck, a short and stout beak, high at the base and bent down at [Pg 177] the tip, adapted for cropping vegetable food; the wings are large and powerful; the legs, placed under the centre of the body, afford some facility in walking, and the webbed feet are eminently fitted for paddling, but rarely employed in diving. They spend the greater portion of the year in high latitudes, where their arrival is celebrated with great rejoicings, as an indication of returning summer. They are eminently gregarious, flying generally in the form of a half-opened pair of compasses, with the angle in front, or in an irregular wavy line, and uttering a loud harsh cry, which may often be heard some time before the birds themselves are in sight.
The geese have a large, oval-shaped body, a long neck, and a short, thick beak that is high at the base and bends down at the tip, designed for eating plants. They have large, strong wings, and their legs are positioned under the center of their body, making it easier for them to walk. Their webbed feet are well-suited for paddling but are rarely used for diving. They spend most of the year in northern areas, and their arrival is celebrated with great joy as a sign of the coming summer. They are very social animals, usually flying in a shape similar to a half-open pair of compasses, with the point in front, or in an irregular wavy line, making a loud, harsh call that can often be heard before the birds are visible.
The present species, which is supposed by some to be the origin of the domestic Goose, was formerly of common occurrence in Great Britain, but is now much less frequent. It breeds in northern Scotland, coming south from autumn to spring. On their arrival in autumn, they resort to marshes and swamps, meadows, corn-fields, and turnip-fields, especially such as are remote from human dwellings. There they feed by day on such vegetable substances as fall in their way, but they are said to prefer the young shoots of corn to any other kind of food. So wary are they and difficult of approach, that a 'Wild Goose chase' is a proverbial expression for an unsuccessful enterprise. At night they retire to the broad flats near the sea, or to the mouths of rivers, where they roost on the ground. Yarrell is of opinion 'that the term "lag", as applied to this Goose, is either a modification of the English word "lake", the Latin lacus, or perhaps an abbreviation of the Italian "lago", from which latter country it is even probable that we may originally have obtained this our domesticated race.'
The species we think may be the ancestor of the domestic Goose used to be common in Great Britain, but it's now much rarer. It breeds in northern Scotland and migrates south from autumn to spring. When they arrive in autumn, they flock to marshes, swamps, meadows, cornfields, and turnip fields, especially those far from human settlements. They feed during the day on whatever plant material they can find, but they reportedly prefer young corn shoots over anything else. They are so cautious and hard to get close to that "Wild Goose chase" has become a common phrase for a failed endeavor. At night, they settle on the broad flats near the sea or at river mouths, where they rest on the ground. Yarrell believes that the term "lag," when referring to this Goose, is either a variation of the English word "lake," the Latin lacus, or possibly an abbreviation of the Italian "lago," suggesting that we might have originally imported this domesticated breed from Italy.
ANSER ALBIFRONS
A regular visitor to the British Isles, coming late in the autumn to stay till spring, usually seen in small flocks of from eight to twenty birds; it is entirely graminivorous, and, when undisturbed, usually rests at night in any grass-field where it may have been feeding in the afternoon.
A common visitor to the British Isles, arriving late in the fall to stay until spring, typically found in small groups of eight to twenty birds; it exclusively eats grass seeds and, when left alone, usually sleeps at night in any grassy field where it has been feeding during the day.
Its habits, during its stay in these latitudes, are similar to those of [Pg 178] the other species, but it is said by Mr. Selby to 'vary from the Bean Goose in preferring low and marshy districts to the upland and drier haunts of that bird, and in these localities subsists on the aquatic grasses, being very seldom seen to frequent corn or stubble fields'. In Norfolk it has frequently been seen associated with the Bean Goose. It has never been observed to remain with us after April, when it betakes itself to the regions bordering on the Arctic circle. In Lapland it is very abundant, and in the fur countries of North America it was seen in spring by Dr. Richardson in large flocks travelling northwards. It breeds in the woody districts skirting Mackenzie's River, and in the islands of the Arctic Sea.
Its habits, while in these areas, are similar to those of [Pg 178] other species, but Mr. Selby mentions that it 'differs from the Bean Goose by preferring low and marshy areas instead of the higher and drier places that bird likes, and in these locations, it feeds on aquatic grasses, rarely being seen in corn or stubble fields.' In Norfolk, it has often been spotted alongside the Bean Goose. It has never been found here after April, when it heads to the regions near the Arctic Circle. In Lapland, it is very common, and in the northern regions of North America, Dr. Richardson observed it in large flocks heading north in the spring. It breeds in the wooded areas near Mackenzie River and on the islands of the Arctic Sea.
The white forehead of this bird tends to confirm the opinion maintained by some authors that the common Domestic Goose owes its origin to this species.
The white forehead of this bird seems to support the view held by some writers that the common Domestic Goose originated from this species.
ANSER SÉGETUM
The several species constituting the group to which the Bean Goose belongs resemble each other very nearly in all respects. All are gregarious, fly high in the form of a V, or in an undulating line, uttering repeated cries, which no one who has heard a domesticated Goose can fail to recognize; they pass the night for the most part on broad flats near the sea, and at early dawn repair inland to their feeding-grounds. The Bean Goose is, on the authority of Yarrell, next to the Brent Goose, the commonest and most numerous as a species among our Wild Geese. In Scotland it is far more abundant than in England, being seen in large flocks from October to April, especially at the periods of migration to and from its summer quarters. But it does not altogether desert the British Isles during the intervening months. A few are said annually to remain, and breed in the lakes of Westmoreland, and in the Hebrides. In Sutherlandshire, also, many remain all the year—a fact thoroughly ascertained by Mr. Selby, who gives an interesting account of several young broods which he saw on the lochs, some of which he captured. They construct their nests among the tussocks of sedge or grass hillocks on the islands, and lay from three to four eggs, smaller than those of the Common Goose, but of a similar shape and colour.
The different species in the group that includes the Bean Goose are very similar in almost every way. They are social birds, flying high in a V formation or in a wavering line while making repeated sounds that anyone who has heard a domesticated Goose would recognize. They mostly spend the night on wide, flat areas near the sea and head inland at dawn to find food. According to Yarrell, the Bean Goose is, after the Brent Goose, the most common and numerous species among our Wild Geese. It’s much more plentiful in Scotland than in England, where it can be seen in large flocks from October to April, especially during migration to and from its summer habitat. However, it doesn’t completely leave the British Isles during the other months. Some are said to stay behind each year and breed in the lakes of Westmoreland and the Hebrides. In Sutherlandshire, many also stay year-round—a fact confirmed by Mr. Selby, who gives an interesting account of several young broods he observed on the lochs, some of which he caught. They build their nests among the tussocks of sedge or grass on the islands and lay three to four eggs, which are smaller than those of the Common Goose but have a similar shape and color.
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ANSER BRACHYRHYNCHUS
It is said that most, if not all the various species of wild Geese have strong local attachments; that flocks composed of one particular kind are in the habit of visiting, year after year, the same spot, to the exclusion of other species, which may, nevertheless, be found frequenting places of like character at no great distance. Of the truth of the statement I met with signal confirmation in the severe winter of 1860-1. I then spent several days on the coast of Norfolk, for the purpose of watching the habits of Waders and sea-fowl. Without indulging in the chase of wild Geese, I heard and saw a great many flocks, of which some were unmistakably Brent Geese; others, of a larger size and a different colour, I was obliged to include under the comprehensive name of Grey Geese. The Brents, I found, regularly repaired to the salt marshes adjoining Thornham Harbour, which, I was told, was their usual place of resort. The others were known to alight only in the meadows near Holkham. Having heard that several had been shot at the latter place, I procured one, and on examination it proved to be the present species, up to that time entirely unknown to me. On consulting Yarrell, I found the following passage:—'In January of the present year, 1841, I was favoured with a letter from the Hon. and Rev. Thomas Keppel, of Warham Rectory, near Holkam, informing me that a Pink-footed Goose had been killed by his nephew, Lord Coke, at Holkam. This bird was shot out of a flock of about twenty, but nothing particular was observed in their flight or habits.' The bird brought to me had been shot, along with many others, out of similar flocks, in exactly the same place, at an interval of twenty years; and I have no doubt that the many other specimens which have been shot there between the above two dates, belonged to the same species, the characters which distinguish it from the common Bean Goose being not sufficiently striking to attract the notice of sea-side gunners. The habits of the species appear not to differ from those of its congener; it arrives and departs about the same time, and it frequents the marshes and uplands of Norfolk, and in winter the east coast of Scotland.
It’s said that most, if not all, wild goose species have strong local ties; flocks made up of one specific kind tend to visit the same spot year after year, largely ignoring other species, which, however, can be found in similar areas nearby. I encountered clear proof of this during the harsh winter of 1860-61. I spent several days along the Norfolk coast to observe the behavior of waders and seabirds. Without hunting wild geese, I heard and saw many flocks, some of which were definitely Brent geese; others, larger and a different color, I classified as Grey geese. I discovered that the Brents consistently returned to the salt marshes near Thornham Harbour, which I was told was their usual hangout. The others were known to settle only in the meadows near Holkham. After hearing that several had been shot in that area, I acquired one, and upon examination, it turned out to be a species that was completely new to me until then. When I checked Yarrell, I found this passage:—'In January of this year, 1841, I received a letter from the Hon. and Rev. Thomas Keppel, of Warham Rectory, near Holkam, informing me that a Pink-footed Goose had been killed by his nephew, Lord Coke, at Holkam. This bird was shot from a flock of about twenty, but nothing unusual was noted in their flight or behavior.' The bird that was brought to me had been shot, along with many others, from similar flocks, in exactly the same location, twenty years apart; and I have no doubt that many other specimens shot there between those two dates belonged to the same species, as the differences distinguishing it from the common Bean Goose aren't obvious enough for seaside hunters to notice. The habits of this species seem to be similar to its relatives; it arrives and departs around the same times and frequents the marshes and uplands of Norfolk, as well as the east coast of Scotland in winter.
BERNICLA BRENTA
The Wild Geese which we have hitherto been considering feed on grass, clover, and grain, in quest of which they resort to inland marshes, meadows, and arable land; but the Brent is a decidedly marine bird. During its annual visits to our shores it stays out at sea by night, cradled by the billows, and at early dawn repairs to the muddy flats and sand-banks, where it feeds exclusively on marine plants, especially laver and zostéra. As soon as these are left bare by the ebbing tide, the Brents are taught by their instinct that they have no time to lose, and hasten in 'skeins' or 'gaggles' making in their flight a trumpet-like noise which, heard at a distance, resembles that of a pack of harriers or fox-hounds in full cry. They prefer to take their stand on those parts of the ooze which are least intersected by creeks, and there, if left undisturbed, they continue to feed without intermission till the rising tide lifts them off their feet. Then, away to sea again! or, if the weather be boisterous, they seek for shelter in the rivers and estuaries. They are local in their attachments, returning annually to the same feeding-grounds. They do not associate from choice with other species, for though they may be frequently seen feeding in the vicinity of various Waders, they form no society with them, and are, indeed, in quest of different food. sea-side fowlers are well acquainted with the peculiarity of their habits, and not only know where to look for them when they are settled, but at what points they can most easily be intercepted, going and returning. It is the custom of the fowler to conceal himself behind some lurking-place, natural or artificial; or, if this be wanting, to stretch himself on the ground. Then, as a skein, unconscious of danger, approaches, he suddenly shows himself; the birds, panic-struck, huddle together before they alter their line of flight, and the sportsman fires into the midst of them.
The wild geese we've been discussing eat grass, clover, and grain, so they often go to inland marshes, meadows, and farmland. In contrast, the Brent goose is a true marine bird. During its yearly visits to our shores, it spends the night out at sea, rocked by the waves, and at dawn heads to the muddy flats and sandbanks, where it only eats marine plants, especially laver and eelgrass. When the tide goes out and these foods are exposed, the Brents instinctively know they need to hurry, and they fly in groups or clusters, making a trumpet-like call that, from a distance, sounds like a pack of hounds chasing after something. They prefer to settle on the parts of the mud that are least affected by creeks, and there, if they aren’t disturbed, they feed continuously until the rising tide forces them off. Then, they head back to sea, or if the weather is rough, they look for shelter in rivers and estuaries. They are loyal to their spots, returning every year to the same feeding areas. They don't choose to hang out with other species; even though they may often be seen near various wading birds, they don’t socialize with them and are actually after different food. Sea bird hunters know their unique habits well and can not only find where they settle but also figure out the best spots to intercept them as they come and go. Hunters usually hide behind some form of cover, whether natural or artificial, or simply lie flat on the ground. Then, when a flock flies by, unaware of the danger, they suddenly reveal themselves. The birds, startled, huddle together before changing their flight path, giving the hunter the chance to shoot into the middle of them.
They are the most abundant of all the Geese which frequent our shores, and are killed in great numbers and sent to market. They come to us in November and remain till late in February, when they begin to migrate in successive flights, the youngest bird staying until April. It is not believed that they ever remain to breed, but that they repair to the Arctic regions, and make their nests of withered herbage in marshy ground.
They are the most common type of goose that comes to our shores, and they're hunted in large quantities to be sold in markets. They arrive in November and stay until late February, when they start migrating in waves, with the youngest ones staying until April. It's not thought that they ever stay to breed; instead, they head to the Arctic regions and build their nests with dried plants in wet, marshy areas.
BERNICLA LEUCOPSIS
This beautiful bird occurs chiefly on the west side of Great Britain in winter. 'It then more frequently retires to the sea than to the lakes during its periods of repose, or when driven from its feeding-grounds. A large flock then presents a beautiful spectacle, as the birds sit lightly on the water, and when advancing elevate their necks. Not less beautiful do they seem when on wing; now arranged in long lines, ever undulating; at one time extending in the direction of their flight; at another obliquely, or at right angles to it, sometimes in an angular figure, and again mingling together. Their voice is clear, and rather shrill, and comes agreeably on the ear when the cries of a large flock come from a considerable distance'. In England it is far less common, but occasionally resorts to marshes both on the eastern and western coast. The mythical fragment of ancient natural history, that the Bernicle is the product of a tree, is too trite to require repetition here.
This beautiful bird is mainly found on the west side of Great Britain during winter. It tends to go to the sea more often than to lakes when it takes breaks or is driven away from its feeding areas. A large flock creates a stunning sight, as the birds lightly rest on the water, raising their necks as they move forward. They’re equally impressive in flight, forming long, flowing lines that sometimes extend in the direction they’re flying, at other times at an angle or perpendicular to it, and occasionally taking on angular shapes while mixing together. Their voice is clear and somewhat shrill, producing a pleasant sound when the cries of a large flock are heard from a distance. In England, they are much less common but occasionally visit marshes on both the eastern and western coasts. The old myth that the Bernicle comes from a tree is too well-known to repeat here.
CYGNUS MÚSICUS
The ancient fable that Swans sing most sweetly before their death did not survive the age which invented it. Pliny disbelieved it, and, though the assertion may have been resuscitated from time to time as a poetic fiction, it has found no place in works on natural history.
The old story that swans sing the sweetest right before they die didn’t last through the time it was created. Pliny didn’t believe it, and even though the idea might have come back occasionally as a poetic fiction, it hasn’t had a place in natural history books.
The Swan is not musical; it rests its claims to our admiration on other grounds, unchallenged and indisputable; the unsullied white of its plumage is an apt emblem of purity, and the elegance of its movements in the water has become proverbial. The present species, which owes its name to its powerful voice, is said to be not quite so graceful as the tame Swan, but on land it is far more active. A bird which has been winged by a sportsman, and has fallen on the land, can only be overtaken by smart running. [Pg 182] In Iceland, the summer resort of these birds, they are much sought after for the sake of their down. In the month of August, when the old birds, having cast their quill-feathers, are unable to fly, the natives assemble in bodies in the places where the Swans collect, and mounted on small but active horses chase them through the marshes, and ride many of them down; but the greater number are caught by the dogs, which always seize the birds by the neck, and so encumber them that they are then easily overtaken. But it is not the habit of Swans to remain much on land; the perfect ease with which they float and swim indicates that the water is their element, and a glance at their long necks tells at once that their nature is to feed in shallow water or on the margin of deep lakes, where with their strong bills they either tear up the stems and roots of aquatics from the bottom, or crop at their pleasure from the banks. To this kind of food they add such insects, molluscs and worms as come within their reach; and (when sailing in salt water) sea-weeds, and especially the long, ribbon-like leaves of zostéra. During summer they frequent the most secluded swamps and lakes in the wooded districts of the north, and build a very large nest in a spot unapproachable by human feet. A few go no farther north than the Orkneys and Shetlands, but their headquarters are Siberia, Iceland, Lapland, and Hudson's Bay.
The swan isn't known for its music; it earns our admiration through other, undeniable traits. Its pristine white feathers symbolize purity, and its graceful movements in the water are legendary. This particular species, named for its loud call, is said to be less graceful than the domestic swan, but much more active on land. If a bird is shot and lands on the ground, it can only be caught by running quickly. [Pg 182] In Iceland, where these birds spend their summers, they are highly valued for their down. In August, when the adult swans have shed their flight feathers and can't fly, locals gather in groups at spots where the swans gather and ride small but agile horses to chase them through the marshes, capturing many. However, most are caught by dogs, which grab them by the neck, making it easy to catch them. Swans generally prefer not to spend much time on land; their ease in floating and swimming shows that water is where they belong. Their long necks indicate that they feed in shallow water or along the edges of deep lakes, using their strong beaks to uproot aquatic plants from the bottom or nibble on greenery from the banks. They also eat insects, mollusks, and worms within reach, and when in saltwater, seaweeds, especially the long, ribbon-like leaves of zostera. During summer, they stay in the most secluded swamps and lakes in northern wooded areas, building large nests in places that are hard for humans to reach. Some don’t migrate farther north than the Orkneys and Shetlands, but their main habitats are in Siberia, Iceland, Lapland, and Hudson's Bay.
After they have recovered from their summer moult, they migrate southwards, and arrive in Scotland, sometimes in large flocks, early in October. Mr. St. John, in his Wild Sports of the Highlands, gives an interesting account of their habits while in this country. He went in pursuit of a flock which had selected for their winter feeding-place some fresh-water lochs about half a mile from the sea. They passed the day mostly on the salt water, and in the evening came inland to feed. He found them on one of the smaller lochs, some standing high and dry on the grassy islands trimming their feathers after their long voyage, and others feeding on the grass and weeds at the bottom of the loch, which in some parts was shallow enough to allow of their pulling up the plants which they fed on as they swam about, while numbers of wild Ducks of different kinds, particularly Wigeons, swarmed round them, and often snatched the pieces of grass from the Swans as soon as they had brought them to the surface, to the great annoyance of the noble birds, who endeavoured in vain to drive away these most active little depredators, who seemed determined to profit by their labours. 'I observed', he says, 'that frequently all their heads were under the water at once, excepting one—but invariably one had kept his head and neck perfectly erect, and carefully watched on every side to prevent their being taken by surprise; when he wanted to feed, he touched any passer-by, who immediately relieved him in his guard, and he in his turn called on some other Swan to take his place as sentinel.'
After they’ve shed their summer feathers, they migrate south and arrive in Scotland, sometimes in large groups, in early October. Mr. St. John, in his Wild Sports of the Highlands, provides an interesting description of their behavior while in this country. He chased a flock that had chosen some freshwater lakes about half a mile from the sea as their winter feeding spot. They spent most of the day in the saltwater and came inland in the evening to feed. He found them on one of the smaller lakes, some perched high and dry on grassy islands preening their feathers after their long trip, while others were feeding on the grass and weeds growing at the bottom of the lake, which was shallow enough in some areas for them to pull up the plants they were eating as they swam around. Meanwhile, numerous wild ducks of different types, especially Wigeons, swarmed around them, often stealing the grass pieces from the swans as soon as they brought them to the surface, much to the annoyance of the proud birds, who tried in vain to chase away these nimble little thieves, seemingly determined to benefit from their efforts. 'I noticed,' he says, 'that often all their heads were underwater at once, except for one—but consistently, one kept its head and neck perfectly upright, carefully watching all around to avoid being caught by surprise; when it wanted to eat, it tapped any passerby, who immediately took over its watch, and in turn, it called on another swan to take its place as lookout.'
Swans, like wild Geese, are in the habit of returning every year to the same district of country, and in passing to and from their feeding-ground keep closely to the same line of flight, a peculiarity of which fowlers take advantage by lying in ambuscade somewhere beneath their aërial road.
Swans, like wild geese, tend to return to the same area every year, and as they travel to and from their feeding spots, they stick closely to the same flight path. Hunters take advantage of this by hiding along their aerial route.
When disturbed on the water they generally huddle together and utter a low cry of alarm before they take flight. Owing to their great weight they have not the power of rising suddenly into the air, but flap along the water, beating the surface with their great wings, some twenty or thirty yards. The flapping noise made while this process is going on, may be heard at a great distance.
When they're disturbed on the water, they usually gather together and let out a low alarm cry before taking off. Because of their heavy weight, they can't just rise suddenly into the air; instead, they flap along the water, skimming the surface with their large wings for about twenty or thirty yards. The sound they make while doing this can be heard from quite a distance.
In severe winters, flocks of Whoopers, Whistling Swans, or Elks, as they are variously called, come farther south, and may be observed from time to time on different parts of the coast.
In harsh winters, groups of Whoopers, Whistling Swans, or Elks, as they are known by different names, travel further south, and can be seen occasionally along various parts of the coast.
CYGNUS BEWICKI
Bewick's Swan is distinguished from the Whooper, not only by the characters given above, but by strongly marked anatomical features, which were first pointed out by Mr. Yarrell, who, with the modesty and generosity for which he was noted, gave it its present name; 'Thus devoting it to the memory of one whose beautiful and animated delineations of subjects in natural history entitle him to this tribute.'
Bewick's Swan is recognized as different from the Whooper, not just by the traits mentioned above, but also by distinct anatomical features that Mr. Yarrell first identified. With the modesty and generosity he was known for, he named it in honor of someone whose stunning and lively depictions of subjects in natural history deserve this tribute.
In severe winters it is fairly frequent on the coasts of England, and even abundant in Scotland. In the case of distant flocks the only criterion is size; and as this species is one-third less than the Whooper, there is little probability of an experienced observer being mistaken in the identity.
In harsh winters, it often appears along the coasts of England and can be quite plentiful in Scotland. For distant flocks, the only way to tell them apart is by size; since this species is one-third smaller than the Whooper, there's little chance an experienced observer would confuse the two.
In their habits they closely resemble their congeners, but are less graceful in their movements on the water, and spend a larger portion of their time on land.
In their habits, they closely resemble their relatives, but they're less graceful in their movements on the water and spend more time on land.
TADORNA CORNUTA
The Sheldrake is the largest and among the handsomest of the British Ducks, and if easy of domestication would be no doubt a common ornament of our lakes and rivers. It is, however, in Great Britain at least, a marine bird; though from one of its French names, Canard des Alpes, it would seem also to frequent the large continental lakes. Numerous attempts have been made to familiarize it with inland fresh-water haunts to which some other species readily take, but they have rarely succeeded, while to induce it to breed at a distance from its sea-side home has proved yet more difficult.
The Sheldrake is the largest and one of the most attractive British ducks, and if it could be easily domesticated, it would likely be a common feature of our lakes and rivers. However, in Great Britain at least, it is primarily a marine bird; although from one of its French names, Canard des Alpes, it also seems to inhabit the large lakes on the continent. Many attempts have been made to get it used to inland freshwater areas that other species adapt to easily, but these attempts have rarely been successful. Additionally, getting it to breed away from its seaside home has been even more challenging.
It differs from the majority of the Duck tribe in remaining on the coast of Britain throughout the year. In South Wales, for example, it is seen in winter and early spring, but about the breeding season it disappears for a few weeks. During this interval it is employed in incubation, but when its brood is hatched it is seen again, accompanied by a troop of ducklings, feeding in the creeks and marshy places. When thus discovered, the young broods are commonly hunted down by sea-side idlers for the sake of being sold to any one who cares to try the experiment of rearing them.
It stands out from most of the Duck tribe by staying along the coast of Britain all year round. In South Wales, for instance, you can spot it in winter and early spring, but around breeding season, it vanishes for a few weeks. During this time, it’s busy incubating, but once its ducklings are hatched, it reappears, leading a group of ducklings as they feed in the creeks and marshy areas. When they are found, these young broods are often hunted down by beachgoers hoping to sell them to anyone willing to try raising them.
On the coast of Norfolk it is more usual to search for the nests, in order to secure the eggs and place them under a tame Duck or domestic Hen. The male and female keep together, not only during incubation, but until the young are able to provide for themselves. It derives the name 'Burrow Duck', by which it is also known, from its custom of making its nest either in the burrow of a rabbit or in a hole hollowed out by itself. The nest is constructed of such herbage as abounds in the neighbourhood; it is lined with down plucked from the breast of the parent bird, and contains from ten to twelve eggs.
On the coast of Norfolk, it’s common to look for nests to collect the eggs and place them under a domestic Duck or Hen. The male and female stay together not only during incubation but until the young ones can fend for themselves. It gets the name 'Burrow Duck' because it builds its nest either in a rabbit burrow or in a hole it digs itself. The nest is made from local vegetation, lined with down taken from the parent bird’s breast, and usually holds between ten to twelve eggs.
Pennant (vol. ii, p. 257) says of these birds: "They inhabit the sea-coasts and breed in rabbit-holes. When a person attempts to take their young, the old birds show great address in diverting his attention from the brood; they will fly along the ground as if [Pg 185] wounded, till the former can get into a place of security, and then return and collect them together."
Pennant (vol. ii, p. 257) describes these birds: "They live along the coast and nest in rabbit holes. When someone tries to take their chicks, the adult birds are very skilled at distracting the person; they will fly along the ground as if they are injured, allowing the chicks to get to safety, and then they come back to gather them up."
From this instinctive cunning, Turner, with good reason, imagines them to be the chenalōpex, or Tox-Goose, of the ancients; the natives of the Orkneys to this day call them the Sly-Goose, from an attribute of that quadruped.
From this instinctive cleverness, Turner rightly thinks of them as the chenalōpex, or Tox-Goose, of ancient times; the people of the Orkneys today still refer to them as the Sly-Goose, based on a characteristic of that animal.
Sheldrake are more numerous during the summer in North Britain than in the South, but in winter they are driven by the freezing of their feeding-grounds to more temperate climates. Here numbers of them meet the fate of wild fowl generally, and specimens are often to be seen exposed in the English markets, though their flesh is held in little estimation as food.
Sheldrakes are more common in the summer in North Britain than in the South, but in winter they are forced to move to warmer areas because their feeding grounds freeze over. Many of them face the same fate as wild birds, and you can often find them for sale in English markets, although their meat is not highly regarded as food.
Sheld means parti-coloured. 'Shelled' is still current in the eastern counties of England. Shelled duck is the more proper appellation. Howard Saunders calls it Sheld-duck always.
Sheld means multi-colored. 'Shelled' is still used in the eastern counties of England. Shelled duck is the more accurate name. Howard Saunders always refers to it as Sheld-duck.
ANAS BOSCAS
Its size, abundance, and value as an article of food, have given to the Wild Duck an importance which belongs to few other British birds; and the modes of capturing it are so varied and interesting that they are often to be met with described in works not exclusively devoted to natural history. For this reason I shall in great measure confine my notice of this bird to such particulars in its history as the reader may probably have an opportunity of verifying by his own observation in the course of his rambles among places which it habitually frequents.
Its size, abundance, and value as a food source have given the Wild Duck an importance that few other British birds possess. The various and interesting methods of capturing them are often described in works that aren't solely focused on natural history. For this reason, I will mainly focus on aspects of this bird's history that the reader is likely to verify through their own observations while wandering through the areas it frequently visits.
The term Wild Duck', properly applicable to the female bird only ('Mallard' being the distinctive name of the male), is generally employed to include both sexes. The difference in the plumage of the two is very great, as, indeed, is the case with all those varieties of the same bird which, under the name of 'Tame Ducks,' have altered the least from their natural wild type. Yet in the summer months, when both sexes moult,[33] the Mallard puts off the whole of his characteristic gay plumage, and appears in the sober brown [Pg 186] garb of the Duck. It is only, in fact, from October to May that the Mallard can be distinguished from his partner by his markings. At this season, too, young birds, so far as they are fledged, are of the same tone of colouring. Domesticated birds are subject to the same change; but a reason for this singular metamorphosis no naturalist, as far as I am aware, has ventured to assign.
The term "Wild Duck," which actually refers to the female bird only (with "Mallard" being the specific name for the male), is usually used to include both genders. The difference in their plumage is quite striking, just like with those varieties of the same bird known as "Tame Ducks," which have changed the least from their original wild form. However, during the summer months, when both sexes go through molting, the Mallard sheds all of its bright and colorful feathers and shows up in the plain brown attire of the Duck. Actually, it's only from October to May that you can tell the Mallard apart from its mate by its markings. During this time, young birds that have fledged also share the same color tone. Domesticated birds experience the same change, but no naturalist, to my knowledge, has explained the reason for this unusual transformation.
Wild Ducks hold a prominent place among birds of the most extensive distribution, being 'indigenous to the greater part of the northern hemisphere'.[34] In consequence of this wide range they must of necessity frequent many districts highly favourable to their preservation; they are therefore numerous. Equally well adapted for travelling by sea and through the air, and capable of enduring great variations of heat and cold, their presence may be expected wherever a tract of country occurs calculated to supply them with food and opportunities for nidification. As long as England abounded in marshes, and her rivers ran through wastes rarely frequented by man, Wild Ducks were numerous in many counties where they are now but rarely seen. Many have retired before draining and civilization, yet they never totally desert us. In most districts where there are rivers lined with reeds, even not so very far removed from the sound of the steam-engine, one may, by cautiously and quietly guiding one's steps, fall in with a brood of active ducklings sifting the ooze, with the instinct of their kind, for minute insects; flapping along the water in chase of a fly, or paddling among the reeds on the look-out for anything good to eat. The matron of the party, with a proud consciousness of her dignity as sentinel and protector, preserves a more stately demeanour, but, with this slight difference, is similarly occupied. As you approach she is the first to descry you; with a homely 'quack', differing in no respect from the note of the domesticated bird, she sounds an alarm, and the whole family, mother and children, are quickly concealed among the reeds. It is possible, by long-continued persecution, to induce her to rise, but she does so reluctantly, and even then, unless you are such a barbarian as to shoot her, all is yet safe. The young will hide themselves securely until danger is past, and she, not far off, though unseen, is circling round her helpless brood. In an islet, probably, of the river; in a tuft of reeds surrounded by quagmire; among thick bushes near the bank; under the stump of an alder, or even high up among the branches, she formerly had her nest, composed of grass, and lined with down from her own breast; and at no great distance from this her offspring are yet lingering. The latter could swim immediately that they left the egg, but their bodies are large and heavy in proportion to the size of their wings, so that they will be unable to fly until nine or ten weeks old, when they will be thoroughly [Pg 187] fledged, and only distinguishable from their parent by their smaller size.
Wild ducks are widely distributed and can be found in most of the northern hemisphere.[34] Because of this broad range, they tend to inhabit many areas suitable for their survival, making them quite numerous. They are well-suited for traveling over sea and air and can handle significant temperature changes, so you can expect to see them wherever there’s land that provides food and nesting opportunities. As long as England had marshes and rivers flowing through areas rarely visited by humans, wild ducks thrived in many counties where they are now seldom seen. Many have moved away due to land drainage and urbanization, yet they have not completely disappeared. In many regions with rivers lined with reeds, even not far from the sound of trains, you might, by walking quietly, encounter a brood of active ducklings sifting through the mud for tiny insects, chasing flies over the water, or paddling through the reeds looking for something tasty. The mother duck, proudly taking on her role as guardian, maintains a more dignified posture but is similarly engaged in foraging. As you approach, she’s often the first to spot you; with a familiar 'quack' similar to that of domesticated ducks, she raises an alarm, prompting the whole family—mother and ducklings—to quickly hide among the reeds. It's possible to force her to fly away after continued disturbance, but she does so grudgingly, and unless you’re cruel enough to shoot her, all is still safe. The ducklings will securely hide until the danger passes, while she stays nearby, though out of sight, circling around her vulnerable young. She would typically nest on a small island in the river, in a bunch of reeds surrounded by mud, among thick bushes near the bank, under a stump, or even high up in branches, creating her nest from grass and lining it with down from her own breast; now, not too far from this spot, her young are still hanging around. The ducklings can swim as soon as they hatch, but their bodies are relatively large and heavy compared to the size of their wings, so they won’t be able to fly until they’re about nine or ten weeks old, when they'll be fully feathered and only smaller than their mother.
From the rapidity with which young Ducks 'scutter' along the surface of the water, using both feet and wings, they are called by sportsmen, 'flappers'; and from the same habit, no doubt, the children's game of 'Ducks-and-drakes' was named. The word is one with which I have been familiar, like most other people, from my earliest years, yet I never thought of its etymology until I was passing, a few weeks since, in a steamer down Loch Tarbet. The boat disturbed a party of 'flappers' which were feeding near the shore, and as they half flew, half paddled away at a rapid rate, the sport and the name suggested themselves to my mind together. It is mostly absent from the northern districts of Scotland in winter.
From how quickly young ducks move across the water, using both their feet and wings, hunters call them "flappers." It's likely that this behavior inspired the children's game "Ducks-and-drakes." I've known this word, like most people, since I was a kid, but I never thought about where it came from until a few weeks ago when I was on a steamer down Loch Tarbet. The boat startled a group of "flappers" that were feeding near the shore, and as they quickly flew and paddled away, the game and the name came to mind. They are mostly absent from the northern parts of Scotland in winter.
In marshy districts, both in England and Scotland, these birds remain all the year round; but their numbers are greatly augmented in winter by the arrival of large flocks from the north. These fly mostly by night, in long lines, and proceed to the fens and salt marshes, where they feed until daylight. They then put out to sea, and rest, floating on the water, until dusk; and it is while they are on their way to and from these feeding-grounds that the sea-side gunners do the greatest execution among them. They fly mostly in small parties, and utter no note; but if after dusk a shot be fired in the vicinity of a marsh or of a piece of reclaimed land intersected by ditches, it is followed by a concert of 'quacks' from all sides, which proves that however small the parties may have been, the number of Ducks collectively must be very great.
In marshy areas of England and Scotland, these birds stay all year long; however, their numbers significantly increase in winter with the arrival of large flocks from the north. They mostly fly at night in long lines and head to the fens and salt marshes, where they feed until morning. After that, they go out to sea and rest, floating on the water until it gets dark again. It's during their trips to and from these feeding spots that seaside hunters have the most success. They usually fly in small groups and don’t make a sound; but if a shot is fired near a marsh or a section of reclaimed land with ditches after dark, it's followed by a chorus of 'quacks' from all directions, indicating that even if the groups are small, the total number of ducks must be quite large.
In the neighbourhood of the salt marshes in the eastern counties, one may meet, in severe winter weather, just before dusk, little knots of men setting out on ducking expeditions. Each is furnished with a spade, a bag of straw, and a gun. Experience has taught these men that the line of flight usually taken by the birds is along a narrow creek or arm of the sea, which has on either side a high muddy bank. For such a point the gunners are making. The use of the spade is to dig a hole for concealment in the mud, and the straw is intended to furnish a dry seat. It must be a wearisome occupation to sit here hour after hour, with nothing to do but to hope that birds are coming; and when they come matters are not much mended; for if the shot be successful it will never do to leave the hiding-place in order to pick up the booty, or another chance may be missed. Three or four hours are thus spent, and on moonlight nights a longer time. The slain birds are then collected, a few hours are given to rest, and in the morning twilight the same scene is re-enacted.
In the area around the salt marshes in the eastern counties, you might come across small groups of men heading out for duck hunting just before dusk on cold winter nights. Each one carries a spade, a bag of straw, and a gun. These men have learned from experience that birds typically fly along a narrow creek or seaside inlet with high muddy banks on both sides. That’s where the hunters are aiming to position themselves. The spade is used to dig a hole for hiding in the mud, and the straw provides a dry spot to sit. It must be tiring to sit there for hours, doing nothing but hoping for birds to arrive; and when they do, the situation doesn’t improve much – if the shot is successful, it’s important not to leave the hiding spot to retrieve the kill, or another opportunity might be lost. They spend three or four hours in this way, and on moonlit nights, they often stay out even longer. After collecting the dead birds, they take a few hours to rest, and then in the morning twilight, the same routine begins again.
When it is desired to construct a decoy,[35] a quiet, shallow pond [Pg 188] is selected, edged with reeds, and having an extent of from two to fifty acres or more. From the edge of this are dug, at various points, curved creeks, called 'pipes', broad at the mouth, and contracting till the banks meet. Over each of these pipes is thrown a net, supported on arches made of hoops; the first about ten feet high, the others diminishing in size, and the whole ending in a bag-net, or 'purse'. On each bank of the pipes are erected screens made of reeds, high enough to conceal a man. Previously to commencing operations the decoy-man has let loose on the pond a few tame Ducks, closely resembling wild birds in plumage, who are familiar with his person and have been trained to come at his call. Accompanied by a little dog, 'a piper', he stations himself behind a screen, near the mouth of a pipe which faces the wind, choosing this position because Ducks prefer to swim against the wind and to feed on a lee shore. When the pond is well stocked with birds he throws some corn on the water near the mouth of a pipe, and makes a low whistle. At the familiar sound the 'coy-ducks' hasten to the spot, and, if all be well, are followed by a portion of the wild birds. The piper is then let loose, and immediately runs to the water's edge. The Wild Ducks, either from curiosity, or some unknown motive, paddle towards him. The ruse succeeding so far, the piper is made to appear for a moment beyond the next screen, and so on until a party of Ducks have been lured so far up the pipe as to be out of sight of those remaining in the pond. The decoy-man, who has all the while been lying hid near the first screen, then shows himself to his intended victims, who, in their flight, hurry on to the 'purse', and are caught and dispatched at leisure. All this time the coy-ducks, if well trained, have remained at the mouth of the pipe, feeding, and unconsciously enticing new-comers into the snare.
When someone wants to set up a decoy,[35] a calm, shallow pond [Pg 188] is chosen, surrounded by reeds, and ranging from two to fifty acres or more. From the edge of this pond, several curved creeks, known as 'pipes', are dug, wide at the entrance and narrowing until the banks meet. A net is draped over each of these pipes, supported by arches made of hoops; the first is about ten feet high, with the others getting smaller, all ending in a bag-net, or 'purse'. On both banks of the pipes, screens made of reeds are set up, tall enough to hide a person. Before starting, the decoy-man releases a few tame ducks on the pond, resembling wild ducks in appearance, who are accustomed to him and have been trained to come when he calls. Accompanied by a small dog, known as a 'piper', he positions himself behind a screen near the mouth of a pipe facing into the wind, as ducks prefer to swim against the wind and feed on the sheltered side. Once the pond is well-populated with birds, he scatters some corn on the water near the mouth of a pipe and makes a low whistle. At the familiar sound, the 'coy-ducks' rush over, and if all goes well, they are followed by some wild ducks. The piper is then set free and quickly runs to the edge of the water. The wild ducks, either out of curiosity or some unknown reason, paddle towards him. With the plan working so far, the piper appears briefly beyond the next screen, continuing this until a group of ducks has been lured far enough up the pipe to be out of sight from the rest on the pond. The decoy-man, who has been hidden near the first screen all this time, then reveals himself to his unsuspecting targets, who, in their flight, rush toward the 'purse' and are caught and dispatched at leisure. Meanwhile, the trained coy-ducks have stayed at the pipe's mouth, feeding, and unknowingly attracting new arrivals into the trap.
That this method of capturing wild-fowl is effective, may be inferred from the fact that decoys of a precisely similar kind have been worked ever since the time of Willughby (1676), who describes them at length. A Son of the Marshes gives a fuller account of Duck decoys in Wild-Fowl and Sea-Fowl.
That this method of capturing wildfowl is effective can be seen from the fact that decoys of the same kind have been used since the time of Willughby (1676), who describes them in detail. A Son of the Marshes provides a more detailed account of Duck decoys in Wild-Fowl and Sea-Fowl.
ANAS STRÉPERA
This species of Duck now breeds in Norfolk and Suffolk. Its food and habits closely resemble those of the other Ducks; it is active, and both swims and flies rapidly, preferring fresh-water lakes to the sea, and resorting principally to such pieces of water as afford it ready concealment. Meyer states that when flocks of Gadwalls 'fly about, they keep close together in a ball, but not in a line, and may therefore be very soon distinguished from the common wild Duck'. By day they mostly swim about in the open water, and come near the shore to feed in the evening. They breed in the great northern marshes of both hemispheres. The Gadwall is a surface feeder and not a diving duck.
This species of duck now breeds in Norfolk and Suffolk. Its diet and behavior are very similar to those of other ducks; it's active and can swim and fly quickly, preferring freshwater lakes over the sea and mostly choosing bodies of water that provide good cover. Meyer notes that when flocks of gadwalls fly, they stay close together in a cluster rather than in a line, making them easy to distinguish from common wild ducks. During the day, they usually swim in open water and move closer to shore to feed in the evening. They breed in the large northern marshes in both hemispheres. The gadwall is a surface feeder and does not dive.
SPATULA CLYPEATA
The Shoveler is well distinguished among all the British Ducks by the form and structure of its bill, which in old birds is dilated near the extremity into a form approaching that of a spoon, and is furnished with a fringe of slender lamellæ, resembling a comb. Towards the end of the bill these are not conspicuous as long as the mouth of the bird is closed, but along the narrower part they are prominent under all circumstances. So singular an apparatus obviously indicates that the habit of the Shoveler is to sift water and mud for the sake of securing the insects and worms which they contain. It resorts, therefore, to the margins of fresh-water lakes, ponds, and ditches, and is rarely seen at sea, nor does it ever dive after its food in deep water, but frequently comes to land in quest of slugs, snails, and worms. It is met with from time to time [Pg 190] in many parts of England; a tolerable number remain to breed with us, especially in the eastern counties. Its distaste for the sea disqualifies it for inhabiting the Arctic Regions; consequently it breeds in temperate countries, and flies farther to the south in winter, having been observed on both shores of the Mediterranean, and in some of the warm parts of India. The extensive drainage of our fens and marshes has made it less frequent in England than it formerly was; but in Holland and other continental countries it is abundant. The nest, usually placed in a tuft of grass, is made of dry grass mixed with down which the female plucks from her own body, and contains eight or nine eggs.
The Shoveler is easily recognized among all British ducks by its bill's shape and structure. In adult birds, the bill widens near the tip, resembling a spoon, and has a fringe of fine lamellae that looks like a comb. These lamellae aren't noticeable when the bird's mouth is closed, but they're prominent along the narrower part of the bill at all times. This unique feature clearly indicates that the Shoveler feeds by sifting through water and mud to find the insects and worms contained within. It prefers the edges of freshwater lakes, ponds, and ditches, and is rarely seen at sea. It never dives for food in deep water but often goes on land in search of slugs, snails, and worms. It can be found from time to time [Pg 190] in various parts of England, and a decent number stay to breed here, especially in the eastern counties. Its aversion to the sea makes it unsuitable for life in the Arctic Regions; thus, it breeds in temperate countries and migrates south in winter, having been spotted along both shores of the Mediterranean and in some warm regions of India. The extensive drainage of our fens and marshes has made it less common in England than it used to be, but it remains abundant in Holland and other continental countries. The nest, usually made in a clump of grass, consists of dry grass mixed with down that the female pulls from her own body, and it typically contains eight or nine eggs.
The Shoveler is not sufficiently common in this country to claim any importance as an article of food, but its flesh is said to be superior in flavour even to that of the famous Canvas-backed Duck of America.
The Shoveler isn't common enough in this country to be considered an important food source, but its meat is said to taste even better than that of the famous Canvasback Duck in America.
The male annually undergoes a moult, or change of feathers, similar to that described as taking place in the Mallard.
The male sheds its feathers every year, just like what happens with the Mallard.
DAFILA ACÚTA
The Pintail Duck is a northern bird which visits our shores in small parties, during severe winters, and it nests sometimes in Ireland. In form it is the most elegant of all the Ducks, and its movements are described as being active and graceful. I have never myself had the good fortune to see one alive, the only specimen I ever possessed having been sent to me from Newcastle-on-Tyne, near which it was shot at sea. It is not, however, considered a very rare species, as the fishermen on the Norfolk coast, and perhaps elsewhere, are well acquainted with it. Yarrell states, that on the coast of Dorsetshire and Hampshire it is so well known as to have acquired a local name, 'Sea Pheasant'.[36] For this it is indebted to the length of its tail, in which respect it differs from all the common Ducks. It arrives early in autumn, and remains either on the coast or in the inland marshes, until the return of spring; differing, indeed, little in its habits from the common wild Duck. It is occasionally taken in decoys in Norfolk, and has often been observed to associate with Wigeons. Its note is described by Montagu as being 'extremely soft and inward'.
The Pintail Duck is a northern bird that comes to our shores in small groups during harsh winters, and it sometimes nests in Ireland. It’s the most elegant of all the ducks, and its movements are described as active and graceful. I’ve never had the luck to see one alive; the only specimen I ever had was sent to me from Newcastle-on-Tyne, where it was shot at sea. It's not considered a very rare species, as fishermen on the Norfolk coast, and maybe elsewhere, are familiar with it. Yarrell notes that along the coast of Dorsetshire and Hampshire, it’s so well known that it has earned a local name, 'Sea Pheasant'. This name comes from its long tail, which sets it apart from common ducks. It arrives early in autumn and stays either on the coast or in the inland marshes until spring returns; its habits are quite similar to those of the common wild duck. It’s occasionally caught in decoys in Norfolk and is often seen with Wigeons. Montagu describes its call as 'extremely soft and inward'.[36]
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The Pintail Duck has a wide geographical range, as it either breeds in or pays winter visits to the greater part of the northern hemisphere. The male annually assumes in summer the plumage of the female, resembling in this respect the Mallard, to be described hereafter. The flesh is considered excellent, on which account it is much sought after by wild-fowl shooters, both on the coast and in the fens.
The Pintail Duck has a broad geographical range, breeding or wintering in most of the northern hemisphere. Every summer, the male takes on the female's plumage, similar to the Mallard, which will be described later. Its meat is regarded as excellent, making it highly sought after by waterfowl hunters, both along the coast and in the wetlands.
QUERQUÉDULA CRÉCCA
The Teal is the smallest, and by no means the least beautiful, among the British Ducks. It is decidedly an indigenous species, as it breeds in many parts both of Great Britain and Ireland, especially in the eastern counties, in Welsh bogs, and northern mosses. It is domesticated, too, without difficulty, and is generally to be found on artificial and other pieces of water where the breed of water fowl is encouraged. Its favourite summer resorts in England are lakes which are lined with rushes, boggy places on the moors, and sedgy rivers. It is an active bird, rising from the water with great facility, and having a rapid flight. The few Teal which remain all the year with us pair early in spring. I have observed them in couples on the Kennet, in Berkshire, before winter had well departed. They appear to have a strong attachment to any place on which they have once fixed to build their nest, and return to the same locality year after year; and the young brood remain in the neighbourhood of their birth-place until pairing time in the following year. The nest is usually placed among coarse herbage by the bank of a lake or river, and is constructed of decayed vegetable matter, lined with down and feathers, and contains from ten to fifteen eggs. The number, however, of these birds to be found with us in summer is as nothing compared with the immense flocks which visit our inland lakes and swamps in winter. They are then much sought after for the table, being considered more delicate eating than any others of [Pg 192] the tribe. In some parts they repair to salt marshes and the sea-shore, where they share the fate of the Wild Duck.
The Teal is the smallest, but definitely not the least beautiful, of the British ducks. It’s clearly a native species, breeding in various areas across Great Britain and Ireland, particularly in the eastern counties, Welsh bogs, and northern mosses. It can also be easily domesticated and is typically found in artificial and natural water bodies where waterfowl are encouraged. In England, its favorite summer spots are lakes lined with reeds, boggy areas in the moors, and grassy rivers. It's an active bird, taking off from the water with ease and flying quickly. The few Teal that stay with us year-round start pairing early in spring. I've seen them in pairs on the Kennet in Berkshire before winter fully passed. They seem to have a strong bond to the location where they nest, returning to the same spot year after year; the young brood stays near their birthplace until it's time to mate the following year. The nest is usually built among thick grass by the shore of a lake or river, made from decaying plant material and lined with down and feathers, containing ten to fifteen eggs. However, the number of these birds during summer is tiny compared to the huge flocks that visit our inland lakes and swamps in winter. They are highly sought after for meals, regarded as more delicate than any other of [Pg 192] the tribe. In some areas, they migrate to salt marshes and the seashore, where they face the same fate as the Wild Duck.
Willughby tells us that in his time the Teal and Wigeon, considered as marketable goods, were classed together as 'half-fowl', their value being only half that of the Wild Duck. In the fen counties they are still ranked together as 'Half Ducks', and for the same reason.
Willughby tells us that in his time, the Teal and Wigeon were considered marketable goods and grouped together as 'half-fowl', with their value being only half that of the Wild Duck. In the fen counties, they are still categorized as 'Half Ducks' for the same reason.
The Teal has two notes, one a kind of quack, the other, uttered by the male only during winter, which has been compared to the whistle of the Plover. Its food consists of water insects, molluscs, worms, and the seeds of grass and sedge. It is widely distributed in Scotland.
The Teal has two calls: one sounds like a quack, and the other, made by the male only in winter, is similar to the whistle of the Plover. Its diet includes water insects, mollusks, worms, and the seeds of grass and sedge. It's found all over Scotland.
QUERQUÉDULA CIRCIA
This elegant little bird visits us in March and April, being at that time, it is supposed, on its way to the south. Though not among the rarest of the tribe, it is now of unusual occurrence, but was formerly so regular a visitor in the eastern counties, that it acquired the provincial name of 'Summer Teal'. Young birds are commonly seen on the Broads of Norfolk in July and August, distinguishable from young Teal by the lighter colour of their plumage, more slender habit, and greater length of neck. The nests are built among the thickest reed beds, and owing now to protection their numbers are increasing. In Ireland it is the rarest of the well-known ducks.
This elegant little bird shows up in March and April, as it's thought to be on its way south during that time. Although it’s not one of the rarest in its family, it’s currently seen less often, having once been such a regular visitor in the eastern counties that it earned the nickname 'Summer Teal'. Young birds are commonly spotted in the Broads of Norfolk in July and August, which can be distinguished from young Teal by their lighter plumage, slimmer build, and longer neck. They build their nests among the densest reed beds, and their numbers are increasing now due to protection. In Ireland, it’s the rarest among the well-known ducks.
MARÉCA PENÉLOPE
The name Whew Duck, or Whewer, by which, this bird is [Pg 193] known in some parts of England, was given to it on account of its emitting a shrill whistle while flying. The name is an old one, for Ray and Willughby describe it under the name of 'Whewer'. Its French name Siffleur, 'Whistler', has reference to the same peculiarity, and by this note the bird may often be distinguished from others of the same tribe, when so far off that the eye fails to identify it. The Wigeon ranks next to the Teal and Wild Duck as an article of food, and, being more plentiful than either of these birds, it is among the best known of all the Ducks which frequent our shores. It breeds over most of Sutherland, and sparingly elsewhere in the north; a few pairs are said to nest also in various parts of Ireland.
The name Whew Duck, or Whewer, by which this bird is [Pg 193] known in some parts of England, was given to it because of its sharp whistle while flying. This name has been around for a while, as Ray and Willughby referred to it as 'Whewer.' Its French name Siffleur, meaning 'Whistler,' relates to the same trait, and this call helps to identify the bird from a distance when it’s too far away to see. The Wigeon is considered a food source, ranking just after the Teal and Wild Duck. It is more common than those two, making it one of the best-known Ducks along our coasts. It breeds in most of Sutherland and in limited numbers elsewhere in the north; a few pairs are also reported to nest in various parts of Ireland.
Flocks of Wigeons repair to our shores in autumn, and either betake themselves to inland lakes and morasses, or keep to the coast, especially where there are extensive salt marshes. In winter their numbers are greatly increased, especially in the south; and as they feed by day as well as by night, they offer themselves a ready prey to the fowler. Their food consists of marine and fresh-water insects, small shellfish, sea-weed, and grass. Their nidification differs little from that of the Teal.
Flocks of Wigeons come to our shores in the fall, choosing either to settle in inland lakes and swamps or to stay along the coast, particularly where there are large salt marshes. In winter, their numbers increase significantly, especially in the south; since they feed both during the day and at night, they become easy targets for hunters. Their diet includes marine and freshwater insects, small shellfish, seaweed, and grass. Their nesting habits are similar to those of the Teal.
FULÍGULA FERÍNA
A hardy northern bird of wide geographical range, with considerable power of flight, a skilful diver, and not particular as to diet, the Pochard is an abundant species. It breeds in some districts: But it is principally as a winter visitant that it is known in the south of Europe. In Norfolk 'Red-Headed' Pochards are perhaps more numerous than any other kind of Duck which falls to the gun of the sea-side fowler. Small parties of these birds may frequently be seen by day flying over the sea, or swimming securely in the offing; and in the evening great numbers resort to the fens and salt marshes, where they feed on various kinds of animal matter, and the roots and leaves of grasses and aquatic plants. As they are considered good eating, and command a ready sale, they contribute to the support of the sea-side population, who, when thrown out of work by the severe weather, wander about the shore by day and lie in [Pg 194] wait by night, armed with guns of various calibre, for the chance of securing in one or two Ducks the substitute for a day's wages.
A resilient northern bird with a wide geographical range, strong flying ability, and skilled diving skills, the Pochard is a common species. It breeds in some areas; however, it is mainly known as a winter visitor in southern Europe. In Norfolk, 'Red-Headed' Pochards are possibly more prevalent than any other type of duck hunted by seaside hunters. Small groups of these birds can often be seen flying over the sea during the day or swimming safely offshore; in the evening, large numbers gather in the fens and salt marshes, where they feed on various animal matter, as well as the roots and leaves of grasses and aquatic plants. Since they are considered good food and sell well, they help support the seaside community. When harsh weather forces people out of work, they wander the shore by day and lie in wait by night, armed with guns of different calibers, hoping to catch one or two ducks as a substitute for a day's wages.
They are variously known in different places by the name of Pochards, Pokers, Dunbirds, and Red-eyed Pochards. On some parts of the coast of Norfolk I found that they are included with the Wigeon under the common name of 'Smee-Duck'.
They are called different names in different places, including Pochards, Pokers, Dunbirds, and Red-eyed Pochards. In some areas along the coast of Norfolk, I found that they are grouped with the Wigeon under the common name 'Smee-Duck'.
The Pochard builds its nest among reeds, in Russia, Denmark, and the north of Germany, and lays twelve or thirteen eggs.
The Pochard makes its nest among reeds in Russia, Denmark, and northern Germany, laying twelve or thirteen eggs.
The Red-crested is a different species from the 'Red-headed.'
The Red-crested is a different species from the Red-headed.
FULÍGULA CRISTÁTA
The points of difference in habit between this and the preceding species are so few that it is scarcely necessary to say more than that it is a regular winter visitor to the British Isles, and is distributed, generally in small flocks, never alone, over our lakes and marshes, arriving in October and taking its departure in March or April. Its food is less exclusively of a fishy nature than that of the Scaup Duck, consequently its flesh is more palatable, being, in the estimation of French gastronomists, un rôti parfait. The Tufted Duck now breeds in a good many districts here.
The differences in habits between this species and the one before it are so minimal that it’s hardly necessary to say much more than that it regularly visits the British Isles in winter. It generally appears in small flocks, never alone, across our lakes and marshes, arriving in October and leaving in March or April. Its diet includes less fish compared to the Scaup Duck, which makes its meat more enjoyable, being considered by French food experts as un rôti parfait. The Tufted Duck now breeds in several regions here.
FULÍGULA MARÍLA
The Scaup is so called from its feeding on 'scaup', a northern word for a bed of shellfish.[37] It is a northern bird, arriving on our coasts in October and November, and remaining with us till the following [Pg 195] spring. During this time it frequents those parts of the coast which abound in shellfish, mostly diving for its food after the manner of the Scoters. On the coast of Norfolk, where Scaups often appear during winter in large flocks, they are called 'Mussel Ducks', a name no less appropriate than Scaup; for mussels, and indeed many other kinds of shellfish, as well as insects and marine plants, seem equally acceptable to them. Selby records a single instance of the Scaup having bred so far south as Sutherlandshire, a female having been seen in the month of June, accompanied by a young one. They have paired on Loch Leven. It is generally distributed along the shores of Great Britain, excepting on the south coast [of Ireland]. In August, 1861, I observed two birds swimming sociably on a small fresh-water loch in the island of Islay, which, upon examination through a telescope, appeared to me to be, one, a kind of Goose, the other decidedly a Duck of some kind. On inquiry I found that the former was a Bernacle Goose, which had been caught in a neighbouring island in the previous winter, and had been given to the laird's keeper, who pinioned it and turned it out on the loch to shift for itself. Of the Duck nothing was known, nor had it been observed before. It eventually proved to be an adult male Scaup Duck, but what had induced it to remain there all the summer in the society of a bird of a different tribe, is a question which I did not attempt to solve.
The Scaup gets its name from feeding on 'scaup,' a northern term for a bed of shellfish.[37] It is a northern bird that arrives on our coasts in October and November, staying with us until the next spring. During this time, it prefers areas along the coast that are rich in shellfish, mostly diving for food like the Scoters do. In Norfolk, where Scaups often gather in large flocks during winter, they are called 'Mussel Ducks,' a name just as fitting as Scaup, since they seem to enjoy mussels and many other shellfish, as well as insects and marine plants. Selby notes a single instance of a Scaup breeding as far south as Sutherlandshire, as a female was seen in June with a young one. They have also paired on Loch Leven. They are commonly found along the shores of Great Britain, except for the south coast of Ireland. In August 1861, I saw two birds swimming together in a small freshwater loch on the island of Islay. Upon closer inspection through a telescope, one appeared to be a type of Goose, while the other was clearly a Duck of some sort. After inquiring, I discovered that the Goose was a Bernacle Goose, which had been caught on a nearby island the previous winter and given to the laird's keeper, who had restrained it and let it fend for itself in the loch. No one knew anything about the Duck, and it had not been seen before. Eventually, it turned out to be an adult male Scaup Duck, but why it chose to stay there all summer alongside a bird from a different species remains a mystery I didn’t try to resolve.
The Scaup Duck is very abundant in Holland during winter, covering the inland seas with immense flocks. It is found more sparingly in other continental countries. It breeds in the extreme north, both in the eastern and western hemispheres.
The Scaup Duck is quite common in the Netherlands during winter, filling the inland seas with large flocks. It is seen less frequently in other European countries. It nests in the far north, in both the eastern and western hemispheres.
CLANGÚLA GLAUCION
This pretty, active little Duck is a regular winter visitant to the British shores, from autumn to spring, resorting to most of the localities frequented by other species, and frequently falling to the sportsman's gun, though little prized for the table. Females and young birds, called Mormons, are most numerous in England. They are very strong of flight, and are remarkable for making with their wings as they cleave the air a whistling sound, thought to resemble [Pg 196] the tinkling of bells, whence the German name die Schelle Ente, Bell Duck, the Norfolk provincial name Rattle-Wing, and the systematic name Clangula. The young male does not make this noise, and having also dissimilar plumage from the adult, has been described by some authors as a distinct species under the name of Morillon.
This pretty, active little duck regularly visits the British shores from autumn to spring, hanging out in most of the areas that other species use, and often gets hunted by sportsmen, though it’s not highly valued for eating. Females and young birds, called Mormons, are the most common in England. They are very strong fliers and are known for making a whistling sound with their wings as they slice through the air, thought to resemble the tinkling of bells, which is why they have the German name die Schelle Ente, Bell Duck, the Norfolk local name Rattle-Wing, and the scientific name Clangula. The young males don’t make this noise, and since they also have different plumage from adults, some authors have classified them as a distinct species called Morillon.
The food of the Golden Eye varies with its haunts. In estuaries it feeds on crustaceous and molluscous animals and small fish, which it obtains by diving. In rivers and lakes it feeds principally on the larvæ and pupæ of insects, for which also it dives in clear deep water. The call-note is an unmelodious quack or croak.
The diet of the Golden Eye changes based on its environment. In estuaries, it eats crustaceans, mollusks, and small fish, which it catches by diving. In rivers and lakes, it mainly consumes insect larvae and pupae, diving in clear, deep water for them. Its call is a harsh quack or croak.
The Golden Eye breeds only in high latitudes, and builds its nest in holes of trees, often at the height of twelve or fifteen feet from the water, into which it has been seen to convey its young one by one, holding them under the bill, and supported on its neck. The Lapps, in order to supply themselves with eggs, are in the habit of placing in the trees, on the banks of the rivers and lakes frequented by these birds, boxes with an entrance hole, which, though invariably robbed, are visited again and again.
The Golden Eye only breeds in higher latitudes and builds its nest in tree holes, usually about twelve to fifteen feet above the water. It has been observed carrying its young one by one, holding them under its bill and supporting them on its neck. The Lapps, looking to gather eggs, often put boxes with entrance holes in the trees along rivers and lakes where these birds are found. Even though the boxes are always raided, they are checked repeatedly.
The Golden Eye is found in many countries of Europe, in Northern Asia, and in North America.
The Golden Eye is found in several European countries, Northern Asia, and North America.
HARELDA GLACIÁLIS
Though a few specimens of this beautiful bird are obtained from time to time in various parts of England, especially on the coast of the eastern counties, it cannot be considered other than a rarity. 'Among the northern islands of Scotland, and along the coasts of the mainland', Macgillivray tells us,'these birds make their appearance in October, in small flocks, which gradually enlarge by the accession of new families. In the Bay of Cromarty, where they are very common, it is pleasant to see them in small flocks scattered over the water. They are most expert swimmers, and live on bivalve shellfish and crustacea, which they obtain by diving in shallow or moderately deep water. The male in swimming raises his tail obliquely, in rough water almost erects it, and is remarkable [Pg 197] for the grace and vivacity of his movements. Their flight is rapid, direct, and generally performed at the height of a few feet. They rise easily from the water, especially when facing a breeze, and alight rather abruptly. Sometimes during the day, but more frequently at night, they emit various loud and rather plaintive cries, as well as cacklings of shorter guttural notes.' Mr. Hewitson, who met with many of them in Norway, considers their note to be strikingly wild and most interesting. Farther north the Long-Tailed Duck is yet more abundant. Mr. Dunn says, 'This species (Calloo) is very abundant in both Orkney and Shetland, arriving about the middle of October, and departing again in the month of March. It is to be met with in all the inlets or voes, generally in large flocks, never far from the land, feeding upon small shellfish and star-fish. When on the wing it utters a musical cry, something like "Calloo", which may be heard at a great distance. From this cry it derives its provincial name.' In the Arctic regions of both continents these birds are so numerous as to be known by the name of 'Arctic Ducks'. They build their nests among rushes near the shore of fresh-water lakes, and line them with down from their breasts, like the Eider Duck. Iceland appears to be the extreme southern limit of their breeding-ground.
Although a few examples of this beautiful bird are found occasionally in various parts of England, particularly along the coast of the eastern counties, it is considered a rarity. "In the northern islands of Scotland and along the coasts of the mainland," Macgillivray tells us, "these birds appear in October, in small flocks that gradually grow as new families join. In the Bay of Cromarty, where they are quite common, it’s a joy to see them in small groups scattered over the water. They are exceptional swimmers and feed on shellfish and crustaceans, which they catch by diving in shallow or moderately deep waters. The male raises his tail at an angle while swimming, and in rough waters, it is almost upright, which highlights the grace and liveliness of his movements. Their flight is quick, straightforward, and usually takes place a few feet off the ground. They rise easily from the water, particularly when going into the wind, and land rather abruptly. They often make various loud and somewhat mournful calls during the day, but more frequently at night, alongside short guttural cackles." Mr. Hewitson, who encountered many of them in Norway, notes that their calls are strikingly wild and quite interesting. Further north, the Long-Tailed Duck is even more abundant. Mr. Dunn states, "This species (Calloo) is very plentiful in both Orkney and Shetland, arriving around mid-October and leaving again in March. They can be found in all the inlets or voes, usually in large flocks, never far from the shore, feeding on small shellfish and starfish. When in flight, they give a musical cry, similar to 'Calloo', which can be heard from a great distance. This cry is how they got their local name." In the Arctic regions of both continents, these birds are so numerous that they are referred to as 'Arctic Ducks'. They build their nests among the reeds near freshwater lakes, lining them with down from their breasts, like the Eider Duck. Iceland seems to be the southernmost limit of their breeding territory.
The Long-Tailed Duck is described by Willughby under the name of Anas caudacuta Islandica. by the natives called Havelda. Selby and modern ornithologists have preserved the Iceland name in Harolda.
The Long-Tailed Duck is referred to by Willughby as Anas caudacuta Islandica, and the locals call it Havelda. Selby and contemporary ornithologists have kept the Icelandic name as Harolda.
SOMATERIA MOLLISSIMA
The Eider Duck differs from all the birds of the same tribe hitherto described, in being essentially and absolutely a sea-bird. Rarely found on inland waters, it does not even visit the fresh-water lochs which, in many places in the north, are only separated from the sea by a bar of sand and shingle. It spends the greater part of its time on the water, and feeds on fish, molluscs, and other animal matter which it can obtain by diving. In the latter art it is very expert, and when pursued by the fowler generally manages to escape, as it can remain a long time under water, and on rising to the surface is ready to descend again almost instantly. Though a northern bird, it is subjected to no privations by the freezing of lakes and [Pg 198] marshes, since it finds its rest and food on the open sea. Consequently it is not migratory, and stray specimens only visit the southern shores of England. Where it was bred, there, probably, or not far off, it remains all the year round. The Farn Islands, off the coast of Northumberland, are considered to be the extreme southern limit of its breeding-ground. In the Hebrides, the Orkneys and Shetland Islands, it is quite at home, but in none of these places is it found in sufficient numbers to give it importance. It is rare on the Irish coast.
The Eider Duck stands out from all the previously described birds in its family because it is truly a sea bird. It’s rarely found in freshwater, not even visiting the lakes that in many northern areas are just a sandbar away from the ocean. It spends most of its time on the water, feeding on fish, mollusks, and other marine life that it can catch by diving. It’s quite skilled at diving and usually escapes when pursued by hunters, as it can hold its breath for a long time and quickly dive again after surfacing. Even though it's a northern bird, it doesn't face hardships from frozen lakes and marshes since it can rest and find food in the open sea. As a result, it doesn’t migrate, with only a few individuals occasionally spotted on the southern shores of England. It likely stays close to where it was bred throughout the year. The Farn Islands off the Northumberland coast are considered the southernmost point of its breeding range. It's very comfortable in the Hebrides, Orkneys, and Shetland Islands, but it doesn’t appear in enough numbers in any of these areas to be significant. It is rare along the Irish coast.
In the Arctic regions, in Iceland, and on the rocky coasts of Norway and Sweden, Eider Ducks are very numerous. In Labrador, Audubon informs us, they begin to form their nests about the end of May or the beginning of June. 'For this purpose some resort to islands scantily furnished with grass; others choose a site beneath the spreading boughs of stunted firs, and, in such places, five, six, or even eight are sometimes found beneath a single bush; many are placed on the sheltered shelvings of rocks a few feet above high-water mark. The nest, which is sunk as much as possible into the ground, is formed of sea-weeds, mosses, and dried twigs, so matted and interlaced as to give an appearance of neatness to the central cavity, which rarely exceeds seven inches in diameter. In the beginning of June the eggs are deposited, the male attending upon the female the whole time. The eggs, which are regularly placed on the moss and weeds of the nest without any down, are generally from five to seven. When the full complement of eggs has been laid the female begins to pluck some down from the lower part of the body; this operation is daily continued for some time, until the roots of the feathers, as far forward as she can reach, are quite bare. This down she disposes beneath and around the eggs. When she leaves the nest to go in search of food, she places it over her eggs to keep up their warmth.'
In the Arctic regions, in Iceland, and along the rocky coasts of Norway and Sweden, Eider Ducks are very plentiful. In Labrador, Audubon tells us, they start building their nests around the end of May or the beginning of June. Some of them choose islands with sparse grass, while others opt for a spot under the spreading branches of dwarf fir trees. In these areas, five, six, or even eight nests can sometimes be found beneath a single bush; many are placed on the sheltered ledges of rocks just a few feet above high-water level. The nest, which is sunk as much as possible into the ground, is made from seaweed, moss, and dried twigs, all woven together to create a neat central cavity that usually doesn’t exceed seven inches in diameter. By early June, the eggs are laid, with the male staying close to the female the whole time. The eggs, which are neatly arranged on the moss and weeds of the nest without any down, typically number between five and seven. Once all the eggs are laid, the female starts to pluck down from the underside of her body; she continues this process daily until the roots of the feathers, as far forward as she can reach, are completely bare. She then arranges this down beneath and around the eggs. When she leaves the nest to find food, she covers the eggs with it to keep them warm.
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Sir W. J. Hooker, in his interesting Journal of a Tour in Iceland, describes the nests as he saw them in the little island of Akaroe, where, as on other uninhabited islands, the Eider Ducks breed in great numbers. "On our landing on the rocky island, we found the Eider fowls sitting upon their nests, which were rudely formed of their own down, generally among the old and half-decayed sea-weed, that the storms had cast high up on the beach, but sometimes only among the bare rocks. It was difficult to make these birds leave their nests, and so little inclined were many of them to do it, that they even permitted us to handle them, whilst they were sitting, without their appearing to be at all alarmed. Under each of them were two or four eggs; the latter is the number they lay, but from many of them two had been taken for food by the natives, who prefer those which have young ones in them. June 24th." A few days later (June 27,) he visited the island of Vidöe, the residence of the ex-governor, where, he says, 'we were shown the immense number of Eider Ducks which lived on Vidöe, and which were now sitting on eggs or young ones, exhibiting a most interesting scene. The ex-governor made us go and coax some of the old birds, who did not on that account disturb themselves. Almost every little hollow place between the rocks is occupied with the nests of these birds, which are so numerous that we were obliged to walk with the greatest caution, to avoid trampling upon them; but, besides this, the ex-governor has a number of holes cut in the smooth and sloping side of a hill in two rows, and in every one of these, also, there is a nest. No Norfolk housewife is half so solicitous after her poultry as the ex-governor after his Eider Ducks, which by their down and eggs afford him a considerable revenue; since the former sells for three rix-dollars (twelve shillings) a pound. Cats and dogs are, at this season of the year, all banished from the island, so that nothing may disturb these birds.' I need scarcely add that the Eider down of commerce is taken from these nests, not in a pure state but mixed with fragments of plants. Pennant says that if the nest and eggs be taken 'the Duck lays again, and repeats the plucking of her breast, if she is robbed after that, she will still lay, but the drakes must supply the down, as her stock is now exhausted; if her eggs are taken a third time, she wholly deserts the place. The quantity of down found in one nest weighs about three-quarters of an ounce, and may be compressed into a ball two inches in diameter, but on being shaken out will fill a large hat.
Sir W. J. Hooker, in his fascinating Journal of a Tour in Iceland, describes the nests he saw on the small island of Akaroe, where, like on other uninhabited islands, the Eider Ducks breed in large numbers. "When we landed on the rocky island, we found the Eider ducks sitting on their nests, which were roughly made of their own down, usually among the old and decaying seaweed that storms had washed high up on the beach, but sometimes just among the bare rocks. It was hard to make these birds leave their nests, and many of them were so reluctant to do so that they even let us handle them while they sat, without showing any signs of being alarmed. Beneath each of them were two to four eggs; the usual number laid is four, but many of them had lost two to the locals, who prefer eggs with embryos. June 24th." A few days later (June 27), he visited the island of Vidöe, home to the ex-governor, where he noted, 'we were shown the huge number of Eider Ducks living on Vidöe, which were now sitting on eggs or young ones, creating a truly fascinating scene. The ex-governor made us try to entice some of the older birds, who, despite this, remained undisturbed. Almost every small hollow between the rocks is filled with the nests of these birds, so numerous that we had to walk with extreme caution to avoid stepping on them; additionally, the ex-governor has several holes carved into the smooth, sloping side of a hill in two rows, and there’s a nest in each one too. No housewife in Norfolk is half as concerned for her chickens as the ex-governor is for his Eider Ducks, which provide him with a considerable income through their down and eggs; the down sells for three rix-dollars (twelve shillings) per pound. During this time of year, all cats and dogs are banned from the island to prevent disturbing these birds.' I should mention that the Eider down sold commercially is taken from these nests not in pure form but mixed with bits of plant material. Pennant states that if the nest and eggs are taken, 'the Duck will lay again and will continue to pluck at her breast; if she is robbed after that, she will still lay, but the drakes must provide the down, as her supply is now depleted; if her eggs are taken a third time, she will completely abandon the site. The amount of down found in one nest weighs about three-quarters of an ounce and can be shaped into a ball two inches in diameter, but when shaken out, it will fill a large hat.
The young brood take to the water immediately on being hatched. To effect this they are often obliged to travel a considerable distance, and if difficulties present themselves, insurmountable in any other way, the parent bird carries the young in her bill. Once clear of the rocks, they are liable to no further molestation from land robbers. But the sea is not without its dangers, for the rapacious Black-backed Gull frequently attacks them, and, but for the self-devotion and bravery of the mother bird, would commit great havoc among them. At his appearance the young dive in all directions, while the mother counterfeits lameness to distract his attention from them to herself, or springs from the water and attacks the Gull until he is compelled to retire from the contest.
The young chicks head straight for the water as soon as they hatch. To do this, they often have to travel quite a distance, and if they encounter challenges that can't be overcome any other way, the mother bird carries them in her bill. Once they're away from the rocks, they don't face any further threats from land predators. However, the sea has its own dangers, as the aggressive Black-backed Gull often preys on them. Without the mother bird's selflessness and courage, there would be significant losses among the chicks. When the Gull shows up, the young ones dive in all directions, while the mother pretends to be injured to draw its attention away from them to her, or she jumps out of the water and attacks the Gull until it backs down.
ŒDEMIA NIGRA
This bird is well known along the eastern coast of England under [Pg 200] the name of Black Duck. Although a few scattered specimens have been observed from time to time during summer, in most parts it must be considered as a winter visitant only. Being the only entirely black Duck which frequents our shores, it is distinguished among other species by its colour alone. Small parties of these birds may occasionally be seen on different parts of the coast, swimming and diving at a short distance outside the surf, or flying, three or four together, at an elevation of a few feet above the surface of the sea. Large flocks visit the sea between us and Holland at times. They fly rapidly in a straight line, and when diving remain a long time under water. Their food consists of mussels and other shellfish, in quest of which they often ascend the creeks and arms of the sea, but they are rarely seen in fresh water.
This bird is well known along the eastern coast of England as the Black Duck. Although a few individual birds have been spotted occasionally in summer, in most areas it is considered a winter visitor only. Being the only completely black duck that visits our shores, it is recognized among other species solely by its color. Small groups of these birds can sometimes be seen along different parts of the coast, swimming and diving just outside the surf, or flying in groups of three or four just a few feet above the water. Large flocks sometimes visit the sea between us and Holland. They fly quickly in a straight line, and when they dive, they can stay underwater for a long time. Their diet mainly consists of mussels and other shellfish, which they often search for while moving up creeks and coastal areas, but they are rarely seen in freshwater.
The flesh of the Black Duck is said to be oily and fishy; on this account it is in some Roman Catholic countries classed with fish, and allowed to be eaten during Lent. In some parts of the Continent, where it is consequently in demand, fishermen take advantage of its diving propensities, and spread their nets over the mussel banks to which they have observed that these birds resort, and capture them in large numbers. The nest of the Scoter is described as being like that of the Eider Duck, and similarly located. The female also covers her eggs with down from her own breast, but in smaller quantities. A few of this species remain to breed in the north of Scotland.
The meat of the Black Duck is said to be oily and fishy; for this reason, it's categorized as fish in some Roman Catholic countries, allowing it to be eaten during Lent. In some areas of the continent where there's a demand for it, fishermen exploit its diving habits by spreading their nets over the mussel beds that these birds frequent, capturing them in large numbers. The nest of the Scoter is described as similar to that of the Eider Duck and found in similar locations. The female also covers her eggs with down from her own body, but in smaller amounts. A few of these birds stay in the north of Scotland to breed.
ŒDEMIA FÚSCA
The Velvet Scoter, an inhabitant of the extreme northern regions of Asia and Europe, appears in the British Isles as a winter visitor only, being sometimes seen on the eastern coast of Scotland, in large flocks, but not generally extending its migration to our southern shores except in the severest weather. It may be distinguished from the Common Scoter by its larger size, and yet more strikingly by the conspicuous white bar across the wing.
The Velvet Scoter, found in the northern parts of Asia and Europe, only visits the British Isles during the winter. It can sometimes be spotted in large groups along the eastern coast of Scotland, but typically doesn't migrate to the southern shores unless the weather is particularly harsh. You can tell it apart from the Common Scoter by its larger size and the noticeable white bar across its wing.
The habits and food of the Velvet Duck differ in no material respect from those of the Common Scoter, or Black Duck.
The habits and food of the Velvet Duck are no different in any significant way from those of the Common Scoter or Black Duck.
ŒDEMIA PERSPICILLATA
Only a few specimens of this bird have been obtained in Europe, and these probably had been driven eastward by storms from North America, where alone they are found in any numbers. In habits and food the Surf Scoter resembles the common species, deriving its name from the pertinacity with which it selects, as its feeding-ground, a sandy beach over which surf rolls. It rarely or never visits the salt marshes.
Only a few examples of this bird have been found in Europe, likely blown eastward by storms from North America, where they are found in greater numbers. In terms of behavior and diet, the Surf Scoter is similar to common species, getting its name from its determination to choose a sandy beach where the waves crash as its feeding ground. It seldom or never goes to the salt marshes.
MERGUS MERGANSER
The Goosander is a regular winter visitor to the shores of Great Britain and Ireland, frequenting bays and estuaries, but preferring fresh-water rivers and lakes, where it makes great havoc among trout and other fish. It is far more abundant in the north than in the south, and, according to Macgillivray, is sometimes seen even in summer in the Scotch lochs. It has been known to breed in the outer Hebrides, and of late years in several parts of the Highlands, but the general summer residence of this species is much farther to the north, both in the eastern and western hemispheres. The habits of the Goosander and Merganser are so much alike that further detail is unnecessary.
The Goosander is a common winter visitor to the shores of Great Britain and Ireland, often seen in bays and estuaries, but it prefers freshwater rivers and lakes, where it causes significant damage to trout and other fish. It is much more common in the north than in the south, and according to Macgillivray, is sometimes spotted even in summer in the Scottish lochs. It has been known to breed in the Outer Hebrides and, in recent years, in various parts of the Highlands, but the general summer location for this species is much farther north, in both the eastern and western hemispheres. The habits of the Goosander and Merganser are so similar that no further details are needed.
The females and young birds of the Goosander and Merganser are popularly called Dun-divers.
The female and young Goosanders and Mergansers are commonly referred to as Dun-divers.
MERGUS SERRATOR
This large and handsome bird is not uncommon in the estuaries and rivers of Great Britain, but is most frequent in the north. It is resident in Scotland and Ireland. The adult male is less frequently seen than females and young males, which closely resemble one another in size and plumage, both being inferior to the first in brilliancy of colouring. Their food consists of fish, especially sand-eels, and, when they find their way into fresh-water lakes and rivers, of eels and trout, which they capture by diving, and retain with ease by the help of their strong bills notched throughout like a saw.
This large and striking bird is quite common in the estuaries and rivers of Great Britain, but it's found most often in the north. It lives year-round in Scotland and Ireland. Adult males are less often seen than females and young males, who closely resemble each other in size and plumage, both being less vibrant than the males. Their diet includes fish, particularly sand-eels, and when they venture into freshwater lakes and rivers, they eat eels and trout, which they catch by diving and hold onto easily with their strong, saw-like bills.
In birds of the first year the tuft of feathers on the head is barely perceptible, and there is but a slight tinge of red on the lower part of the neck. Most of the Mergansers which resort to our shores during winter visit us from high latitudes; but a few remain to breed in the Scotch and Irish lakes, making their nests of dry herbage and moss mixed with down from their own breasts.
In young birds, the tuft of feathers on their heads is hardly noticeable, and there’s only a hint of red on the lower part of the neck. Most of the Mergansers that come to our shores in winter travel from far north; however, a few stay to breed in the lakes of Scotland and Ireland, building their nests from dry plants and moss mixed with down from their own feathers.
The name Merganser, that is, 'Diving Goose', has reference to the size of the bird and its habit of diving for its food. Its flight is strong and rapid, but differs somewhat from that of the Ducks, the neck being not stretched out to its full length, but slightly folded back. After the young are hatched the male deserts the female and leaves her to bring off her brood without assistance.
The name Merganser, which means 'Diving Goose', refers to the size of the bird and its behavior of diving for food. It has strong and fast flight, but it's a bit different from Ducks; its neck is not fully extended but is slightly pulled back. Once the young are hatched, the male leaves the female to raise her brood on her own.
MERGUS ALBELLUS
The birds of this genus, though placed among the Anatidæ, or Duck tribe, are so strongly marked by the conformation of the bill that a simple examination of the head alone will enable the student to [Pg 203] distinguish either of the species from the true Ducks already described. On the coast of Norfolk the popular name 'Smee Duck' includes several kinds of Ducks, and I presume the present species; but the bill, in the form of an elongated and almost cylindrical cone, with the edges of both mandibles furnished with saw-like teeth pointed backwards, cannot fail to distinguish the genus Mergus.
The birds in this group, although categorized within the Anatidæ, or Duck family, are so clearly defined by the shape of their beak that just a look at the head will allow the observer to [Pg 203] tell them apart from the true Ducks mentioned earlier. On the coast of Norfolk, the common name 'Smee Duck' refers to several types of Ducks, which I assume includes this particular species; however, the beak, shaped like an elongated and nearly cylindrical cone, with both mandibles edged with saw-like teeth facing backward, unmistakably characterizes the genus Mergus.
The Smew, or Smee, properly so called, is a winter visitor with us, more impatient of cold than the Duck-tribe generally, and consequently frequenting the southern more than the northern parts of the island. In open weather it resorts to our rivers and fresh-water lakes, where it feeds on small fish and other aquatic animals, which it obtains by diving. In severe frosts it either flies farther south or repairs to tidal rivers and harbours. Though not a rare bird, it is sparingly distributed. It is found on many of the continental rivers, even those which are far distant from the sea, but is not often killed, as it is shy of being approached, readily takes wing, flies swiftly, and as a diver is most rapid and expert. It is, however, little sought after, for, in spite of its relationship, its strong fishy flavour prevents it from passing muster as a Duck. Of its nesting little or nothing is known. In the north of Devon it is called, according to Montagu, 'Vare Wigeon', from the supposed resemblance of its head to that of a 'vare' or weasel. I have also heard it called the 'Weasel Duck' in Norfolk, and on the south coast the 'Weasel-headed'.
The Smew, or Smee, is a winter visitor that is more sensitive to the cold than most ducks, which is why it prefers the southern parts of the island over the north. During milder weather, it can be found in our rivers and freshwater lakes, where it feeds on small fish and other aquatic creatures by diving. When the temperatures drop significantly, it either migrates further south or heads to tidal rivers and harbors. Although it’s not a rare bird, it is found in limited numbers. It appears on many continental rivers, even those far from the sea, but it’s not often hunted because it tends to avoid people, takes off quickly, flies fast, and is a skilled diver. However, it’s not heavily pursued because, despite its relation to ducks, its strong fishy taste doesn't make it very appealing as a food option. There’s little known about its nesting habits. In northern Devon, Montagu refers to it as 'Vare Wigeon' due to the supposed resemblance of its head to that of a weasel. I’ve also heard it called the 'Weasel Duck' in Norfolk and the 'Weasel-headed' on the south coast.
COLUMBA PALUMBUS
Two hundred and fifty years ago the taste for keeping different sorts of Pigeons was as strong as it is in the present day, and the popular names of Runts, Croppers, Shakers, Carriers, Jacobins, [Pg 204] Turbits, Barbaries, Tumblers, Horsemen, Spots, etc., modern though they may sound, were then applied to the very same varieties which are described under these names in recent Guides to the Poultry-yard. Many of these were of foreign origin, and were known at a remote period in various eastern countries, so that there can be no doubt that the custom of keeping tame Pigeons is of very ancient date.
Two hundred and fifty years ago, the interest in raising different types of pigeons was just as strong as it is today, and the popular names like Runts, Croppers, Shakers, Carriers, Jacobins, [Pg 204] Turbits, Barbaries, Tumblers, Horsemen, Spots, etc., although they might sound modern, were used for the same varieties that are described under these names in recent Guides to the Poultry-yard. Many of these pigeons originated from abroad and were known in various Eastern countries long ago, so there’s no doubt that the practice of keeping tame pigeons is very ancient.
The Pigeons in some of their habits approach the gallinaceous birds, with which accordingly they are classed. They are furnished with long and powerful wings, by help of which they can sustain a rapid and continuous flight. They seek their food mostly on the ground, but do not scratch with their feet, and are more given to bathe in water than to flutter in a bath of dust, though in this habit also they not unfrequently indulge. They are furnished, moreover, with a large crop, in which the food supplied to their young is partially macerated and reduced to a kind of pulp before the latter are fed. This process is carried on more by the agency of the receiver than of the giver, as the young birds, instead of opening their mouths and allowing the food to be dropped in, help themselves by inserting their bills into the sides of the old bird's mouth. Their mode of drinking differs from that of the true gallinaceous birds; they do not take short sips, lifting the head after every draught, but satisfy their thirst by one continuous immersion of the whole bill. They build their nests of a few sticks, and lay two white eggs.
The Pigeons share some habits with game birds, which is why they are grouped together with them. They have long, strong wings that allow them to fly quickly and continuously. They mainly search for food on the ground but don't scratch with their feet. They prefer bathing in water over rolling in dust, although they do engage in that behavior occasionally. Additionally, they have a large crop where the food for their young is softened and turned into a sort of pulp before feeding. This process relies more on the young birds than the adults, as the chicks insert their beaks into the sides of the parent's mouth to access the food instead of just waiting with their mouths open. Their drinking style is different from that of true game birds; instead of taking small sips and lifting their heads after each sip, they drink by fully immersing their beaks in water all at once. They build their nests from a few sticks and typically lay two white eggs.
Some of the foreign species are distinguished by their brilliant plumage. Those inhabiting Britain are unmarked by gaudy tints, but redeemed from plainness by the metallic glossy lustre of their neck feathers.
Some of the foreign species stand out with their vibrant feathers. Those that live in Britain don't have flashy colors, but they make up for their plain appearance with the shiny, metallic sheen of their neck feathers.
The Wood Dove, called also Wood Pigeon and Ring Dove, is the largest British species, exceeding in dimensions most varieties of the domestic Pigeon. The summer wanderer through a wood in almost any part of the country can scarcely fail to have been disturbed in his meditations by the sudden flapping of wings of some large bird, which, without uttering any note, dashes through the foliage of a neighbouring tree, and makes off with hurried flight for some distant part of the wood. Seen through the openings of the trees, its predominant tint is blue-grey, but a large patch of white is distinctly perceptible on each wing. It might be mistaken for a hawk, so rapidly does it cleave its way through the air; but birds of prey are too wary to betray their movements by the sound of their wings; they, too, rather launch into the air, than start with a violent clapping of their pinions. A Jay might make a similar noise; but when alarmed it always utters its harsh scream, and, if it comes in sight, may at once be distinguished by the striking contrast of its white and black feathers. The bird just disturbed can scarcely, then, be anything but a Wood Dove, perhaps frightened [Pg 205] from its nest, perhaps attending on its mate, or it may have been simply digesting its last meal, or waiting until sent forth by the cravings of hunger in quest of a new one; for the bird, though exemplary as a spouse and parent, has a large crop which is never allowed to remain long empty. The food and habits of Wood Pigeons vary with the season. In spring and summer they are most frequently seen alone or in pairs. They then feed principally on the tender leaves of growing plants, and often commit great ravage in fields of beans and peas. Spring-sown corn is attacked by them both in the grain and the blade, and as soon as young turnips have put forth their second pair of leaves, they, too, come in for their share of devastation. As the season advances, they visit the corn-fields, especially those in the vicinity of their native woods, preferring, above all, those parts where the corn has been laid, and where a neighbouring grove or thicket will afford them a ready retreat if disturbed. They are very partial also to oily seeds of all kinds, and it is said that since colza has been extensively grown in the south of France, Wood Pigeons have become a scourge of agriculture, and that consequently war is waged on them unsparingly. It has been remarked also, that they have become much more abundant in Scotland in consequence of 'the great increase in the cultivation of turnips and clover, which afford them a constant supply of food during winter, and the great increase of fir woods, which are their delight both for roosting and rearing their young'. At the approach of autumn they assemble in small flocks, and resort to oak and beech woods, especially the last, where acorns and beech-mast, swallowed whole, afford them an abundant and generous diet. They are now in great demand for the table, but, being very cautious and shy, are difficult of approach. A good many, however, are shot by men and boys, who discover beforehand in what particular trees they roost, and, lying in ambush to await their arrival, fire at them as they drop in in small parties. In winter, the small flocks unite and form large ones. So large, indeed, are these sometimes in severe seasons, that it is fair to suppose that their numbers are considerably augmented by subsidies from colder climates, driven southwards perhaps by scarcity of food. In districts abounding in oak and beech woods, they find abundance of food during the greater part of the winter; but when this supply is exhausted, or the ground is covered with snow, they repair once more to the turnip-fields, and feed on the green leaves. Hunger, however, does not rob them of their shyness, nor make them confiding; for let a human figure appear in ever so large a field where a flock is feeding, the alarm is at once caught and communicated to the whole party, who lose no time in displaying the white bar on the wing, and are soon beyond the reach of fowler and gun.
The Wood Dove, also known as the Wood Pigeon or Ring Dove, is the largest pigeon species in Britain, bigger than most domestic pigeons. Anyone wandering through the woods in summer nearly anywhere in the country is likely to be startled by the sudden flapping of wings from a large bird that darts through the leaves of a nearby tree without making a sound, quickly flying off to a distant part of the woods. Seen through the gaps in the trees, it mostly appears blue-grey, but there’s a noticeable patch of white on each wing. It could easily be mistaken for a hawk, given how quickly it cuts through the air; however, birds of prey are too cautious to announce their presence with noisy wings; they tend to take off smoothly rather than bursting into flight with a loud flutter. A Jay might make a similar sound, but it always lets out a harsh scream when scared, and can be easily identified by the striking contrast of its black and white feathers. Thus, the bird that just startled is likely a Wood Dove, either scared from its nest, checking on its partner, or simply waiting to hunt or digest its last meal since it has a sizable crop that it doesn’t let remain empty for long. The diet and habits of Wood Pigeons change with the seasons. In spring and summer, they are often seen alone or in pairs, feeding mainly on tender young leaves of plants and causing significant damage in bean and pea fields. They also attack spring-sown corn, feeding on both the grain and the blades, and as soon as young turnips grow their second pair of leaves, they start feeding on them too. As summer turns to autumn, they flock to cornfields, especially those near their home woods, favoring areas where the corn has fallen and where nearby groves or thickets offer quick escape if they sense danger. They also enjoy oily seeds, and it’s said that since colza has been widely cultivated in southern France, Wood Pigeons have become a pest for farmers, leading to aggressive measures against them. Additionally, they’ve become significantly more common in Scotland due to the increase in turnip and clover farming, providing a steady food supply in winter, alongside a growth in fir woods that they favor for roosting and nesting. As autumn approaches, they gather in small flocks in oak and beech woods, particularly in the latter, where they feast on acorns and beech-mast. They are in high demand for food, but they are cautious and shy, making them hard to approach. Nevertheless, many are hunted by people who have figured out which trees they roost in, waiting quietly to shoot them as they come down in small groups. In winter, small flocks combine to form larger ones. In severe weather, these flocks can be so large that it’s reasonable to think their numbers increase due to birds migrating south from colder areas, possibly seeking food. In areas rich in oak and beech woods, they find plenty of food for most of the winter, but when their food runs out or the ground is covered in snow, they return to turnip fields to eat the green leaves. However, even hunger doesn’t diminish their shyness. If a human figure appears in a field where a flock is feeding, the alarm spreads quickly, and they waste no time showing their white wing patches as they escape, well out of reach of hunters and guns.
Among the first woodland sounds of spring and the last of autumn is the note of the Ring Dove, often continued for a long [Pg 206] time together, always monotonous, but never wearisome. It is generally considered to be tinged with melancholy, and on this account the bird itself is supposed to have been named the Queest or Cushat
Among the first sounds of spring and the last of autumn in the woods is the call of the Ring Dove, often heard for a long time, always steady, but never tiring. It's usually seen as having a touch of sadness, which is why the bird is thought to have been named Queest or Cushat.
Wordsworth celebrates it under a name generally given to the next species:
Wordsworth celebrates it with a name typically used for the next category:
And again, still more happily:
And again, even more happily:
The note may be imitated by attempting to whistle, in a very deep tone, the syllables 'cooe-coo-roo-o-o-o'; or still more closely by clasping the hands together, so as to form a hollow, open only between the second joints of the thumbs, and blowing the same words over the orifice. With a little practise so close an imitation may be produced, that a genuine cooer may be beguiled into giving an answer. I may add, too, that with the same natural instrument and with a greater expenditure of breath the hoot of the Owl may be imitated; with a gentler effort and a quiver of the tongue the coo of the Turtle Dove may be nearly approached.
The note can be mimicked by trying to whistle the syllables 'cooe-coo-roo-o-o-o' in a very low tone. You can also get closer by pressing your hands together to create a hollow space, open only between the second joints of your thumbs, and blowing the same words through that opening. With a bit of practice, you can mimic it so well that a real cooer might be tricked into responding. Additionally, with the same natural method and by using more breath, you can imitate the hoot of an owl; with a lighter effort and a slight tremble of the tongue, you can come pretty close to the coo of a turtle dove.
The Wood Dove has never been considered to be the origin of the domestic Pigeon, nor will it breed in captivity. There is no difficulty, however, in rearing birds taken young from the nest; and birds so brought up will alight with perfect confidence on the person of their foster nurse, and feed from his hand or mouth. The nest of the Wood Dove is an unsubstantial structure, composed of sticks so loosely put together that the eggs or young birds are sometimes visible from below. It is placed in a fork or among the branches of a tree; a thick fir is preferred; but nests are to be met with in ivy and thorn bushes either in a wood, coppice, or, more rarely, in a hedge-row. The number of eggs is always two. The male bird assists in the office of incubation.
The Wood Dove has never been thought to be the ancestor of the domestic Pigeon, nor will it breed in captivity. However, it’s easy to raise birds that are taken young from the nest; these birds will land confidently on their caretaker and will feed from their hand or mouth. The Wood Dove’s nest is a fragile structure made of sticks that are so loosely arranged that the eggs or young birds can sometimes be seen from below. It’s built in a fork or among the branches of a tree; a thick fir is preferred, but nests can also be found in ivy and thorn bushes, either in a wood, coppice, or, less commonly, in a hedge-row. There are always two eggs. The male bird helps with the incubation.
COLUMBA ŒNAS
The Stock Dove is by some persons supposed to be so called from its having been believed at one time to be the origin of the domestic Pigeon; but as it bore the name before the above question was mooted, it is more reasonable to suppose that it derived its name from its habit of nestling in the stocks of trees, and not on the branches like the Ring Dove, nor in caves like the Rock Dove. Ray and Willughby, who treat the domestic Dove as a distinct species, gave it the name of Œnas (from the Greek oinos, wine), and Vinago (from the Latin vinum), from the purpled or wine-red hue of its breast and wings. Temminck does not hesitate to identify the domestic Pigeon with the Rock Dove, without even hinting the possibility of its having derived its origin from the Stock Dove. Since, therefore, the two birds have no marked resemblance, it may be reasonably supposed that the relationship between them rests solely on the narrow foundation that there exists a wild Pigeon, popularly called a Stock Dove, and that the word 'stock' has among other meanings that of 'parentage' or 'origin'. Thus the name gave rise to a theory which, having a plausible show, was hastily assumed, and was then employed to prove a fact which will not bear the test of examination. The Stock Dove in its habits closely resembles the Ring Dove, from which it cannot easily be distinguished at a distance. When tolerably near, a sharp eye can detect the absence of the white patch on the wings and of the ring round the neck. Its flight is more rapid, and it rarely perches on a slender bough, preferring to alight on a main branch or stump. Its note is softer, and approaches that of the tame Pigeon. But the great mark of distinction is that on which I have supposed its name to be founded; that it does not build its nest among the branches of trees, but in the side of a stump, or other locality, where no one would even think of looking for a Ring Dove's nest. Yarrell states that 'in the open counties of Norfolk and Suffolk, this species frequently makes its nest in holes in the ground, generally selecting a rabbit's burrow'. It has greatly increased in the south of England of late, and it nests along the Moray and Dornock Firths. White, who had never seen its nest, says that it used to be abundant at Selborne 'from November to February'. Yarrell saw two old [Pg 208] birds exposed for sale with Ring Doves, in London, on January 4. It resorts in spring to the neighbourhood in which it was bred, as a convenient place for rearing its own young, and at the end of summer repairs to woods and groves better adapted for supplying it with its favourite food, acorns and beech-mast. There it flocks together with Ring Doves, vast numbers of which assemble in winter in some districts, and when the fowler plies his occupation, shares their fate. It is, however, by no means so common a bird as the Ring Dove at any season, nor is it so generally distributed. In the North it is certainly only a summer visitor; and, on the other hand, it is most abundant in the south of Europe and in Africa during winter.
The Stock Dove is thought by some to be named because it was once believed to be the ancestor of the domestic Pigeon; however, since it was named before this idea came up, it's more likely that its name comes from its habit of nesting in the stocks of trees, rather than on branches like the Ring Dove, or in caves like the Rock Dove. Ray and Willughby, who classify the domestic Dove as a separate species, named it Œnas (from the Greek oinos, meaning wine) and Vinago (from the Latin vinum), due to the purple or wine-red color of its breast and wings. Temminck confidently identifies the domestic Pigeon with the Rock Dove, without even considering that it might have originated from the Stock Dove. Since the two birds don’t look much alike, it’s reasonable to assume that their connection is based solely on the fact that there is a wild Pigeon commonly known as a Stock Dove, and that 'stock' can mean 'parentage' or 'origin.' Thus, the name led to a theory that seemed plausible at first but was quickly accepted and then used to support a fact that doesn’t hold up under scrutiny. The Stock Dove behaves similarly to the Ring Dove, making it hard to tell them apart from a distance. When closer, a keen observer can notice the lack of the white patch on the wings and the absence of the ring around the neck. Its flight is faster, and it rarely rests on thin branches, preferring to land on sturdy branches or stumps. Its call is softer and resembles that of the tame Pigeon. The main distinguishing feature—on which I think its name is based—is that it doesn’t build its nest among tree branches, but rather in the side of a stump, or in other spots where one wouldn’t typically expect to find a Ring Dove's nest. Yarrell notes that "in the open counties of Norfolk and Suffolk, this species often nests in holes in the ground, usually choosing a rabbit's burrow." Its numbers have increased significantly in southern England recently, and it nests along the Moray and Dornock Firths. White, who had never seen its nest, mentioned that it used to be plentiful at Selborne "from November to February." Yarrell saw two adult birds for sale with Ring Doves in London on January 4. In spring, it returns to the area where it was raised to raise its own young, and at the end of summer, it moves to woods and groves that are better suited for providing its preferred food, acorns and beech mast. There, it gathers with Ring Doves, the large numbers of which come together in winter in some areas, sharing the same fate when hunters are out. However, it is definitely not as common as the Ring Dove at any time, nor is it as widely spread. In the North, it is only a summer visitor; conversely, it is most abundant in southern Europe and Africa during winter.
COLUMBA LIVIA
The Rock Dove, though a bird of extensive range, is less generally known in its natural condition than either of the other British species. As its name imports, its favourite place of resort is the rocky coast; but this it frequents, not because it has any predilection for the sea-shore and its productions, but that its instincts teach it to make lofty rocks its stronghold, just as the natural impulse of the Ring Dove is to find safety in the forests. If this species is the original of all the numerous varieties of tame Pigeon, it must inhabit most countries of the eastern hemisphere; for a pigeon-fancier's dove-cot, to be complete, must contain several sorts which were first brought from remote regions; and we know that in Egypt, Phœnicia, and Persia, Pigeons had a mythological importance at an early date. It is said that the Pigeons which have established themselves in various public buildings of continental cities, as Saint Mark at Venice, and Pont Neuf at Paris, are exclusively Rock Pigeons; and I have seen it stated that they frequent the towers of Canterbury Cathedral; but it is possible that these may be in all cases derived from tame birds escaped from domestication, and resuming, to a certain extent, their wild habits and original plumage. That they resort to ruinous edifices near the sea in retired districts is beyond question, as I have seen them flying about and alighting on the walls of an old castle in the island of Kerrera, near Oban, in the Western Highlands, indifferent, seemingly, whether they nestled in the lofty cliffs on the mainland, where they are numerous, or on the equally secure ruins of masonry in the opposite island. That they are truly wild here there can be no doubt. Indeed, the precipitous shores of Scotland, the Hebrides, and Orkneys, afford them exactly the kind of retreat that suits their habits; and here among inaccessible rocks they build their nests and on their return from their inland marauding expeditions, pass their nights. Their attitudes, mode of flight, progression when on the ground, note, and manner of feeding, are the same as those of the common tame Pigeon; and, as might be expected, both wild and tame birds agree in declining to perch on trees.
The Rock Dove, although a bird with a wide range, is less commonly known in its natural state than the other British species. As its name suggests, it prefers rocky coasts; however, it doesn’t choose this location because it loves the seaside and its surroundings, but because its instincts drive it to make high rocks its home, much like how the Ring Dove instinctively seeks safety in forests. If this species is the ancestor of all the many varieties of domesticated Pigeon, it likely inhabits most countries in the eastern hemisphere; for a pigeon-lover’s dove-cot to be complete, it must include several types that originated from distant places. We know that in Egypt, Phoenicia, and Persia, Pigeons held mythological significance early on. It’s said that the Pigeons found in various public buildings in continental cities, like Saint Mark’s in Venice and Pont Neuf in Paris, are exclusively Rock Pigeons; I’ve even seen claims that they inhabit the towers of Canterbury Cathedral. However, it’s possible that these pigeons are all descendants of domesticated birds that have escaped and partly returned to their wild habits and original appearance. They undoubtedly flock to crumbling structures near the sea in remote areas, as I’ve observed them flying and landing on the walls of an old castle on the island of Kerrera, near Oban, in the Western Highlands. They seem indifferent to whether they nest in the high cliffs of the mainland, where they are plentiful, or on the equally secure ruins on the opposite island. There’s no doubt they are truly wild here. In fact, the steep shores of Scotland, the Hebrides, and the Orkneys provide them with the perfect hiding spots for their habits; here, among untouched rocks, they build their nests and spend their nights after returning from their foraging trips inland. Their posture, flight style, ground movement, call, and feeding habits are the same as those of common domesticated Pigeons; and, as you would expect, both wild and tame birds prefer to avoid perching in trees.
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Macgillivray, who had opportunities of watching them in their native haunts at all seasons, informs us that they leave their caves in the crags at early dawn, and, proceeding along the shore, unite with other parties on their way till they reach the cultivated grounds, where they settle in large flocks, diligently seeking for grains of barley and oats, seeds of wild mustard and other weeds, picking up also the small snails[38] which abound in sandy pastures near the sea. In summer they make frequent short visits of this kind, returning at intervals to feed their young. In winter they form much larger flocks, and, making the best use of their short day, feed more intently, thus holding out a temptation to the fowler, who, if sufficiently wary, can sometimes approach near enough to kill a large number at a shot. They are supposed to pair for life; and this, I believe, is generally the case with tame Pigeons. They lay two eggs, and sit for three weeks. The male and the female sit, alternately relieving each other. They breed twice a year, but the number of eggs never exceeds two. Hence the old Scottish saying, 'a doo's cleckin', for a family of only two children—a boy and a girl. They may be distinguished from the other common species while flying, by showing a large patch of white between the back and the tail.
Macgillivray, who had the chance to observe them in their natural habitats throughout the year, tells us that they leave their caves in the cliffs at dawn and, making their way along the shore, join up with other groups until they reach the cultivated fields, where they gather in large flocks to search for grains of barley and oats, seeds of wild mustard, and other weeds, also picking up the small snails that are plentiful in the sandy pastures near the sea. In the summer, they make frequent short visits like this, returning to feed their young at intervals. In the winter, they form much larger flocks and, taking advantage of the short daylight, feed more intensely, which draws the attention of hunters who, if careful enough, can sometimes get close enough to shoot a bunch at once. They are believed to mate for life, and this is generally true for tame pigeons as well. They lay two eggs and incubate them for three weeks, with the male and female taking turns sitting on them. They breed twice a year, but the number of eggs never exceeds two. Hence the old Scottish saying, 'a doo's cleckin', referring to a family of only two children—a boy and a girl. They can be identified from other common species in flight by the large patch of white between their back and tail.
TURTUR COMMÚNIS
Nearly three thousand years ago the Turtle Dove had the distinction of being enumerated among the pleasant things of spring:
Nearly three thousand years ago, the Turtle Dove was noted as one of the delightful aspects of spring:
'Lo, the winter Is past, the rain is over and gone; the flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the Turtle is heard in our land.'[39] Less sweetly, but to the same effect, sings a poet of the last century:
'Look, winter is over, the rain has stopped; flowers are blooming on the ground; the time for birds to sing has arrived, and the voice of the turtle dove can be heard in our land.'[39] Less sweetly, but to the same effect, sings a poet of the last century:
There is no melody in the song of the Turtle, as it consists of a single note, a soft, sweet, agitated murmur, continued without pause for a long time, called a 'moan' [2] both by Latin and English poets, not from its being suggestive of pain, but because there is no other word which describes it so nearly. I have already had occasion to remark how unsatisfactory are most of the attempts which have been made to represent the songs of birds by combinations of letters, but the Latin name of the Turtle-dove, Turtur, is a notable exception. Pronounced 'tur-r-r tur-r-r', it will instantly recall the note to any one who has once heard it. The French name also, Tourterelle, can belong to this bird alone.
There’s no melody in the song of the Turtle; it’s just a single note, a soft, sweet, restless murmur that goes on without a break for a long time, called a 'moan' [2] by both Latin and English poets, not because it sounds like pain, but because there’s no better word to describe it. I've already mentioned how most attempts to capture bird songs using letters are pretty unsatisfactory, but the Latin name for the Turtle-dove, Turtur, is a great exception. When you say 'tur-r-r tur-r-r', it brings the note to mind for anyone who has heard it before. The French name, Tourterelle, is also unique to this bird.
The Turtle Dove is found in all the southern countries of Europe, in Palestine, and many other parts of Asia, including the islands south of China. In England it is a visitor in the southern and midland counties only, arriving in spring and remaining with us until the end of September. Its favourite places of resort are groves, belts of trees, and tall hedgerows in cultivated districts. Here it builds its unsubstantial nest of a few sticks, and lays two eggs. Its food consists of seeds of various kinds, and it has the discredit of resorting to fields of green wheat for the sake of feeding on the milky grain. I am doubtful whether this charge can be sustained. Often enough when walking through a cornfield one may see two or three Turtle Doves rise suddenly from the thick corn with a rustle and low cry of alarm, rapidly dart away in the direction of the nearest grove, disappearing in the shade, all but a white segment of a circle, formed by the tips of their tail-feathers; but on examining the spot from which they rose, I have been unable to detect any ears of corn rifled of their contents, though the ground was thickly matted with weeds, which might have furnished them food. I am informed by a young friend that he has often shot them while in the act of rising from such situations and has invariably found their crops distended with the green seed-vessels of a weed common in corn-fields, the corn-spurrey (Spérgula arvensis). This being the case, the Turtle Dove is more a friend than an enemy to the farmer, even if it sometimes regales on ripe [Pg 211] grain or interferes with the occupation of the gleaner. It is also very partial to vetches. I have met with an instance where a Turtle Dove paid daily visits to one particular spot, under a hedge in a field, and though fired at by the owner of the field many times, under the idea that it was a rare bird, it soon returned; and when at last shot, its crop was found to be full of vetch seeds which had been accidentally spilled from a bag.
The Turtle Dove can be found in all the southern countries of Europe, in Palestine, and many other areas of Asia, including the islands south of China. In England, it visits only the southern and midland counties, arriving in spring and staying until the end of September. It prefers groves, lines of trees, and tall hedgerows in cultivated areas. Here it builds a fragile nest with a few sticks and lays two eggs. Its diet includes various seeds, and it has earned a bad reputation for feeding on the milky grain of green wheat. I'm not sure whether this claim holds up. Often, when walking through a cornfield, you might see two or three Turtle Doves suddenly rise from the dense corn with a rustle and a soft cry of alarm, quickly darting toward the nearest grove and disappearing into the shadows, leaving just a white segment of a circle formed by their tail feathers. However, when I check the spot they took off from, I haven't found any corn ears emptied of their contents, even though the ground is thick with weeds that could have provided them food. A young friend of mine tells me that he's often shot them as they flew up from such spots and always found their crops full of the green seed pods of a common weed found in cornfields, the corn-spurrey (Spérgula arvensis). Given this, the Turtle Dove is more of a friend than a foe to farmers, even if it occasionally feasts on ripe grain or interferes with gleaners. It also really likes vetches. I’ve come across a case where a Turtle Dove visited a specific spot daily under a hedge in a field, and even though the field owner took many shots at it, thinking it was a rare bird, it kept returning. When it was finally shot, its crop was found full of vetch seeds that had been accidentally spilled from a bag.
The Turtle Dove is smaller than any of the other British Doves. When flying, it seems scarcely larger than a Missel Thrush; but it is more slender in shape, and its wings are much longer. It beats its wings, too, more rapidly, and moves through the air with greater velocity. The tints of its plumage are more varied than in the other British species, but far inferior in brilliancy to many foreign ones.
The Turtle Dove is smaller than any other British dove. When it flies, it looks barely larger than a Missel Thrush, but it's more streamlined, and its wings are much longer. It flaps its wings faster and moves through the air more quickly. The colors of its feathers are more diverse than those of other British species, but they are far less vibrant compared to many foreign ones.
The Turtle Dove so frequently kept in a cage is the Collared Turtle Dove (Columba risoria), a native of India and China. This species is distinguished by a black crescent on the back of the neck, the horns of which nearly meet in front. Turtle Doves are much kept in Germany, owing to a strange popular superstition that they are more predisposed than the human species to nervous disorders and rheumatism, and that when any of these complaints visit a house, they fall on the birds rather than on their owners.
The Turtle Dove often kept in a cage is the Collared Turtle Dove (Columba risoria), which is originally from India and China. This bird is recognized by a black crescent on the back of its neck, with the ends almost meeting in front. Turtle Doves are commonly kept in Germany because of a peculiar superstition that they are more susceptible than humans to nervous issues and rheumatism, and that when these ailments affect a household, they strike the birds instead of the owners.
Nor shall from lofty elm the Turtle cease to moan.
This species was not known with us till 1859. Great flights visited this country in 1863, in 1888, and in 1889 when a few pair bred here.
This species wasn't known to us until 1859. There were large migrations to this country in 1863, 1888, and in 1889 when a few pairs bred here.
TETRÁO UROGÁLLUS
The Capercaillie, Wood Grouse, or Cock of the Woods, was a rare bird in Scotland in Pennant's time (1769), and was found only in the Highlands north of Inverness. It became extinct in the eighteenth century, but was re-introduced in 1837 in Scotland, and it is now common in firwoods there, especially in Perthshire. In the pine forests of Sweden and Norway it is still indigenous, but, being a large and beautiful bird, is much sought after, and is annually receding from the haunts of men. It is also found in some of the central countries of Europe, as Poland and the Jura mountains, where it is said to be rather common. It is not only an inhabitant of woods, but passes its time for the most part in trees, and feeds in great measure on the young shoots of the Scotch fir. In summer it adds to its dietary berries, seeds, and insects, for which it searches among bushes or on the ground, returning to the woods to roost. The male bird has obtained great celebrity for his marvellous performances when serenading the hens during the morning and evening twilight in spring. "During his play, the neck of the Capercaillie is stretched out, his tail is raised and spread like a fan, his wings droop, his feathers are ruffled up, and, in short, he much resembles in appearance an angry Turkey Cock. He begins his play with a call something resembling the words peller, peller, peller; these sounds he repeats at first at some little intervals, but, as he proceeds, they increase in rapidity, until, at last, and after perhaps the lapse of a moment or so, he makes a sort of gulp in his throat, and finishes by drawing in his breath. During the continuance of this latter process, which only lasts a few seconds, the head of the Capercaillie is thrown up, his eyes are partially closed, and his whole appearance would denote that he is worked up into an agony of passion." This performance, however attractive it may De to those for whose benefit it is intended, exercises a fascination [Pg 213] over himself which is often dangerous; for the sportsman, well acquainted with the sound, is thus guided to his perch, and, shy though the bird is at other times, is able to get near him unperceived or unheeded, and summarily closes his performances. The Capercaillie hen makes her nest upon the ground, and lays from six to twelve eggs. She is said to sit for four weeks. The young keep with her until towards the approach of winter. The size of the full-grown bird varies considerably according to the latitude in which it is found. In Lapland the male weighs about nine or ten pounds, but in the southern provinces of Sweden as much as seventeen pounds. The hen usually weighs from five to six pounds.
The Capercaillie, Wood Grouse, or Cock of the Woods, was a rare bird in Scotland during Pennant's time (1769), found only in the Highlands north of Inverness. It went extinct in the eighteenth century but was reintroduced in 1837 in Scotland, and it's now common in fir woods there, especially in Perthshire. In the pine forests of Sweden and Norway, it still lives naturally, but being a large and beautiful bird, it is highly sought after and is gradually retreating from human habitats. It can also be found in some central European countries, like Poland and the Jura Mountains, where it's reported to be fairly common. This bird not only inhabits woods but mostly spends its time in trees, feeding largely on the young shoots of the Scotch fir. In summer, it adds berries, seeds, and insects to its diet, searching for food among bushes or on the ground, returning to the woods to roost. The male is well-known for his impressive performances when he serenades the females during the morning and evening twilight in spring. "During his display, the Capercaillie's neck stretches out, his tail raises and fans out, his wings droop, his feathers get fluffed up, and he resembles an angry Turkey Cock. He starts his display with a call that sounds something like the words peller, peller, peller; he initially repeats these sounds at intervals, but as he continues, they speed up until, after a moment or so, he makes a kind of gulp in his throat and finishes by inhaling. During this last part, which lasts just a few seconds, the Capercaillie's head is thrown back, his eyes are partially closed, and he appears to be in a state of emotional intensity." This performance, while appealing to the hens for whom it is intended, can be dangerously captivating for himself; the sportsman, familiar with the sound, is led to his perch, and even though the bird is usually shy, he can approach unnoticed and end the performance quickly. The Capercaillie hen nests on the ground and lays six to twelve eggs. It's said she incubates them for four weeks. The young stay with her until winter approaches. The size of the fully grown bird varies quite a bit depending on the latitude where it is found. In Lapland, the male weighs about nine or ten pounds, while in the southern parts of Sweden, it can weigh as much as seventeen pounds. The hen typically weighs between five to six pounds.
TETRÁO TÉTRIX
The Black Grouse is a native of the northern countries of Europe and of the mountainous districts of the central part of the Continent. In the south it is unknown. Of a hardier nature than the Pheasant, and less fastidious in its dietary, it braves the most inclement seasons, and is never stinted in its supply of food. Moreover, as it rarely wanders far from its heath-clad home, it would probably, if it enjoyed the privilege of insignificance, be abundant in all the extensive waste lands of Britain. But its large size, the excellent flavour of its flesh, and the excitement of the sport which it affords all tend to keep down its numbers, so that a moor well stocked with Black Grouse is a possession not to be thought lightly of by the highest and wealthiest. The male bird is, in sporting phraseology, a Black Cock, the female a Grey Hen; and it is the etiquette of the field to shoot Cocks only, the Hens being left for breeding. The Black Cock resembles, in one of its most striking peculiarities, its near relative, the Capercaillie. 'During the spring', says Mr. St. John, 'and also in the autumn, about the time the first hoar frosts are felt, I have often watched the Black Cocks in the early morning when they collect on some rock or height, and strut and crow with their curious note, not unlike that of a Wood Pigeon. On these occasions they often have most desperate battles. I have seen five or six Black Cocks all fighting at once; and so violent and eager were they, that I approached within a few yards before they rose. Usually there seems to be a master-bird in these assemblages, who [Pg 214] takes up his position on the most elevated spot, crowing and strutting round and round with spread-out tail like a Turkey Cock, and his wings trailing on the ground. The hens remain quietly near him, whilst the smaller or younger male birds keep at a respectful distance, neither daring to crow, except in a subdued kind of voice, nor to approach. If they attempt the latter, the master-bird dashes at the intruder, and often a short melée ensues, several others joining in it, but they soon return to their former respectful distance. I have also seen an old Black Cock crowing on a birch-tree with a dozen hens below it, and the younger Cocks looking on with fear and admiration. It is at these times that numbers fall to the share of the poacher, who knows that the birds resort to the same spot every morning.'
The Black Grouse is native to northern Europe and the mountainous regions in the central part of the continent. It's not found in the south. Hardier than the Pheasant and less picky about its food, it withstands harsh weather and never runs short of meals. Additionally, because it rarely strays far from its heath-covered home, it would likely be abundant in Britain’s vast wastelands if it weren't for its size, the delicious taste of its meat, and the thrill of hunting that keeps its numbers down. A moor rich with Black Grouse is a prize that shouldn’t be taken lightly by even the wealthiest individuals. The male bird is referred to as a Black Cock, while the female is a Grey Hen; in hunting etiquette, only Cocks are shot, leaving the Hens for breeding. The Black Cock shares a notable characteristic with its close relative, the Capercaillie. "During spring," observes Mr. St. John, "and also in autumn, around the time the first frosts arrive, I've often seen the Black Cocks early in the morning as they gather on some rock or high ground, strutting and crowing with a curious sound, similar to that of a Wood Pigeon. They often engage in fierce battles during these moments. I've watched five or six Black Cocks fighting at once; they were so intense that I got within a few yards before they flew away. Typically, there's a dominant bird in these groups that claims the highest position, crowing and strutting around with its tail spread out like a Turkey Cock and its wings dragging on the ground. The hens stay close to him, while the younger males keep their distance, too afraid to crow, except in a quiet manner, or get too close. If they do try to approach, the dominant bird rushes at the intruder, leading to a short scuffle, with several others joining in, but they quickly retreat to their original respectful distance. I've also seen an old Black Cock crowing on a birch tree with a dozen hens below, while the younger Cocks watched in fear and awe. It's during these moments that many fall prey to the poacher, who knows the birds return to the same spot every morning."
The food of these birds is abundant in quantity, and though simple, yet partakes of an extensive assortment of flavours. Twigs of the fine-leaved heath (Erica cinerea), and heather (Calluna); buds of the willow and birch; the tender shoots of cotton-grass, sedge, and grass; and whortleberries, cranberries, and crowberries, are the principal items of their bill of fare, varied according to the season. In the months of February, March and April, they do much mischief to plantations by destroying the tender shoots of Scotch and Silver Fir. 'In searching for food, the Black Grouse frequents the lower grounds of the less-cultivated districts, not generally removing far from the shelter of woods or thickets, to which it betakes itself as occasion requires. It sometimes makes an excursion into the stubble-fields in search of the seeds of cereal plants, and in summer and autumn includes those of the grasses and rushes. While thus employed, it walks and runs among the herbage with considerable agility, and, when apprehensive of danger, flies off to a sheltered place, or settles down and remains motionless until the intruder passes by. It perches adroitly, and walks securely on the branches; but its ordinary station is on the ground, where also it reposes at night. It may often, especially in spring, be seen on the turf-top of the low walls inclosing plantations. Its flight is heavy, direct, and of moderate velocity, and is capable of being protracted to a great distance.'[41]
The food for these birds is plentiful, and while it's simple, it has a wide variety of flavors. They mainly eat twigs from fine-leaved heath (Erica cinerea) and heather (Calluna), buds from willow and birch, tender shoots of cotton-grass, sedge, and grass, along with whortleberries, cranberries, and crowberries, all changing with the seasons. In February, March, and April, they can be quite troublesome for plantations by damaging the tender shoots of Scotch and Silver Fir. When searching for food, the Black Grouse tends to stay in lower areas of less-farmed regions, usually close to cover from woods or thickets, retreating there when needed. It occasionally ventures into stubble fields to find seeds from cereal plants and, in summer and fall, includes seeds from grasses and rushes in its diet. While foraging, it moves through the grass with notable agility, and if it senses danger, it either flies to a safe spot or stays completely still until the threat passes. It perches skillfully and walks safely on branches, but mostly it stays on the ground, where it also rests at night. Especially in spring, you can often see it on the grassy tops of low walls surrounding plantations. Its flight is heavy and direct, moving at a moderate speed but can cover great distances.[41]
The Grey Hen constructs a rude nest of withered grass and a few twigs in the shelter of some low bush, and lays from five to ten eggs. The male bird takes no part in the bringing up of the brood, but leaves the duties of incubation and attention to the wants of his family to the hen, who devotes herself wholly to the careful nurture of her little ones. While the poults are in their nonage, she assiduously leads them about where food is most abundant; and if surprised by an intruder, leaves them to hide among the heath and ferns, creeps rapidly herself to some distance, and then rises in a fluttering manner, so that a stranger to her habits would suppose [Pg 215] her to be wounded. By August 20, the young are supposed to be fully fledged, and the sportsman is expected not only to show his skill as a marksman, but his quickness of eye in discriminating between males and females as the covey rises. The former are to be distinguished by their richer colouring, and by the more strongly marked white on the wings. At this season the old Black Cocks club together.
The Grey Hen builds a simple nest with dried grass and a few twigs in the shelter of low bushes, laying between five and ten eggs. The male bird doesn't help raise the chicks but leaves the responsibilities of incubation and caring for the family to the hen, who is fully committed to nurturing her young. While the chicks are still growing, she diligently guides them to places where food is plentiful; if they are startled by a predator, she hides them among the heather and ferns, quickly moving away, then flutters her wings to make it seem like she’s injured, tricking anyone unfamiliar with her behavior. By August 20, the young are considered fully feathered, and hunters are expected to not only demonstrate their shooting skills but also their ability to quickly tell the difference between males and females as the flock takes off. Males can be recognized by their brighter colors and the more pronounced white on their wings. During this time, the older Black Cocks tend to group together.
The Black Cock is found in greater or less quantities in the moorland districts of many of the English counties, but is most abundant in the north of England and Wales, and in Scotland.
The Black Cock is found in varying amounts in the moorland areas of many English counties, but it’s most plentiful in northern England, Wales, and Scotland.
LAGÓPUS SCÓTICUS
The diminution of the number of Pheasants in France, owing to a relaxation of the efforts formerly made to protect them, and the abundance of the same birds, in those parts of England where unceasing care is taken of them in severe or protracted winters, tend to prove the great difficulty of preserving a foreign bird in a country which is not in every respect adapted to its habits and constitution. On the other hand, the undiminished abundance of Red Grouse in Great Britain, in spite of the absence of all artificial protection, and notwithstanding the vast quantity which annually fall a prey to vermin, poachers, and sportsmen, proves as satisfactorily that where a bird has become abundant, in a country in all respects suited to its constitution and producing an inexhaustible supply of its natural food, it is impossible to extirpate it. If we ever had occasion to adopt a bird as a national emblem, the choice might for one reason fall on the Red Grouse. It is a native of the British Isles, and is found in no other country. On the moors of Scotland, the hilly parts of the north of England, the mountains of Wales, and the wastes of Ireland, it is as wild and free as the Gull on the sea-cliff. It frequents extensive heaths where man could not protect it if he would, and finds no stint of food where few living things can exist but insects and some of the larger rapacious animals which make it their special prey. Eagles, Falcons, Buzzards, Crows, Foxes, Martins, and Polecats, all wage against it incessant war; it [Pg 216] is wholly without armour, offensive or defensive; yet its numbers are undiminished. And we may confidently say that, as long as there are large tracts of land in Great Britain unreclaimed, there will be Grouse.
The decline in the number of Pheasants in France, due to a decrease in the efforts previously made to protect them, alongside the large populations of these birds in regions of England where constant care is taken during harsh or extended winters, highlights the significant challenge of preserving a non-native bird in an environment that isn't fully suited to its habits and nature. Conversely, the persistent high numbers of Red Grouse in Great Britain, despite the lack of any artificial protection and the large number that fall victim to predators, poachers, and hunters each year, clearly demonstrates that when a bird thrives in a country that perfectly matches its needs and provides a limitless supply of its natural food, it cannot be eradicated. If we ever needed to choose a bird as a national symbol, the Red Grouse might be a strong candidate. It is a native species to the British Isles and is found nowhere else. On the moors of Scotland, the hilly areas of northern England, the mountains of Wales, and the barren lands of Ireland, it is as wild and free as the Gull on the sea cliff. It inhabits vast heaths that are beyond human protection, and there’s no shortage of food in areas where few other living creatures can survive, except for insects and a few larger predators that target it. Eagles, Falcons, Buzzards, Crows, Foxes, Martins, and Polecats constantly wage war against it; it has no armor, offensive or defensive, yet its population remains stable. We can confidently say that as long as there are large unclaimed lands in Great Britain, there will always be Grouse.
Red Grouse must, occasionally, fall in the way of the wanderer over the Scottish moors, whatever may be the object of his rambles; but a sportsman alone is privileged to make the bird his study at all seasons. My sketch, therefore, of the Grouse is to be considered as taken, not from the limited observation which I have been enabled to make, when I have chanced to start a bird on the hills of Westmoreland or the Highlands, but to be compiled from the notes of others who have had more ample means of observing its habits.
Red Grouse must occasionally cross the path of anyone wandering through the Scottish moors, regardless of why they’re out there; however, only a sportsman has the right to study the bird at any time of year. Therefore, my description of the Grouse should be viewed not just as a reflection of my limited observations when I’ve happened to flush a bird on the hills of Westmoreland or the Highlands, but rather as a compilation of notes from others who have had greater opportunity to observe its behaviors.
"The Brown Ptarmigan, generally known by the name of Red Grouse, as compared with the Black Grouse, is met with in Scotland on all kinds of surface, provided it be covered with heath, whether Calluna vulgaris (Ling) or Erica cinerea (Common Purple Heath), from the level of the sea to the height of about two thousand feet. The low sandy heaths of the eastern counties of the middle division appear to be less favourable to it than the more moist peaty tracts of the western and northern districts, where the shrubs on which it feeds attain a great size."
"The Brown Ptarmigan, commonly called the Red Grouse, is found in Scotland on various types of terrain, as long as it's covered with heather, whether Calluna vulgaris (Ling) or Erica cinerea (Common Purple Heath), from sea level up to about two thousand feet. The dry sandy heaths of the eastern counties in the middle region seem to be less suitable for it than the wetter peatlands of the western and northern areas, where the shrubs it feeds on grow quite large."
Its food appears to be much the same as that of the Black Grouse, to which it is similar in many of its habits; but it never perches on trees. It has, moreover, a decided predilection for the national grain of Scotland. Hence the cultivation of small tracts of land with oats in the neighbourhood of moors where it abounds is an unprofitable labour.
Its food seems to be quite similar to that of the Black Grouse, with many habits in common; however, it never sits in trees. Additionally, it has a strong preference for Scotland's staple grain. As a result, cultivating small areas with oats near the moors where it thrives is a waste of effort.
Its name, Lagópus (Hare-footed), is equally appropriate as descriptive of its thickly-clothed foot and its fleetness as a runner; by some French ornithologists it is enumerated among Velocipedes, for the latter reason. On ordinary occasions it does not fly much, but keeps concealed among the heath, seldom choosing to rise unless its enemy comes very near. Red Grouse pair early in the season, and build their nests generally on the borders between heath and lea ground, with a view to providing their young with an open nursery-ground, on which to learn the use of their legs, as well as a safe retreat on the approach of danger. The nest is loosely constructed of straws and twigs which may chance to lie about near the selected spot. The number of eggs is usually eight to ten; the hen sits very closely, allowing the shepherd almost to trample on her before she springs. The period of hatching is a perilous one for the chicks, for, as they break the shell, they utter a small but shrill chirp—a certain signal to some watchful Hooded Crow that a prey is at hand; he traces up the sound, drives the mother from her nest, and destroys the whole brood.
Its name, Lagópus (Hare-footed), perfectly describes both its thickly-furred foot and its speed as a runner; some French ornithologists classify it among Velocipedes for this reason. Usually, it doesn’t fly much and stays hidden among the heather, rarely taking off unless its predator gets really close. Red Grouse start pairing up early in the season and usually build their nests on the edges of heather and grassy areas, aiming to give their young an open space to learn to run and a safe place to hide from danger. The nest is loosely made from straws and twigs found near the chosen spot. They typically lay about eight to ten eggs; the hen sits very tightly, allowing the shepherd to nearly step on her before she flies off. The hatching period is dangerous for the chicks because, as they break out of their eggs, they make a small but loud chirp—this alerts a nearby Hooded Crow that there’s an easy meal. The crow follows the sound, scares the mother away, and can wipe out the whole brood.
Once fairly hatched, the danger decreases; the young birds, while still quite small, show great readiness in concealing themselves. [Pg 217] When disturbed they separate in all directions, crouch on the ground, squeeze between objects that seem to defy all passage, work their way through the cover, or, if they fancy that an eye is fixed on them, lie as motionless as stones. When so far grown as to be able to fly, they still prefer the shelter afforded by the cover; but if hard pressed the old cock usually rises first, with a cry which some compare to the quack of a Duck. The hen and young birds show no hurry in following his example, but take wing singly, and at unequal intervals—not like Partridges, which always rise in a covey. This is the period when they afford the easiest shot to the sportsman, who often puts them up almost beneath his feet, or under the very nose of his dogs. Later in the season a great change takes place, and this, it is said, whether the birds have been much harassed or not. Become cautious and wild, they no longer trust to concealment or swiftness of foot, but, discovering from a great distance the approach of danger, they rise most frequently out of shot, so that it requires skill and patience to get near them. A slight and early snow sometimes makes it more easy to approach them, at least for a few hours; but ordinarily, not even extreme cold, or a covering of snow a foot thick, appears to tame them at all. Under such circumstances, they collect in enormous 'packs', and betake themselves to some particular part of the moor from which the snow has been more or less drifted. These packs keep together during winter, and at the beginning of spring separate and pair, not, however, without some previous altercations; but these are soon over, and they lose much of their shyness, venturing close to the roads, and being little disturbed by the passage of the traveller.
Once they’ve hatched, the danger decreases; the young birds, while still quite small, are very good at hiding. [Pg 217] When scared, they scatter in all directions, crouch on the ground, squeeze between objects that seem impossible to pass, work their way through cover, or, if they feel like they’re being watched, lie completely still as if they were stones. Once they’re grown enough to fly, they still prefer to stay hidden; but if they’re in trouble, the old male usually takes off first, making a sound that some say resembles a duck’s quack. The female and young birds don’t rush to follow him, but take flight one by one, at uneven intervals—not like partridges that always take off together. This is when they’re the easiest target for hunters, who often flush them out almost beneath their feet or right in front of their dogs. Later in the season, a big change occurs, said to happen whether the birds have been heavily disturbed or not. They become cautious and wild, no longer relying on hiding or quickness; instead, they can sense danger from far away and will often rise out of shooting range, making it a challenge to get close to them. A light, early snowfall sometimes makes them easier to approach, at least for a few hours; but usually, even extreme cold or a foot of snow doesn’t seem to calm them down. In such conditions, they gather in huge flocks and head to specific areas of the moor where the snow has been more or less blown away. These flocks stick together throughout winter, then separate and pair up at the start of spring, though not without some squabbles first; but those soon settle down, and they become less shy, venturing closer to roads and undisturbed by passing travelers.
LAGOPUS MÚTUS
This beautiful bird is the Schneehuhn, 'Snow-chick', of the Germans, the White Partridge of the Alps and Pyrenees, and the Gaelic Tarmachan. Whilst most birds shrink from cold, the Ptarmigan, on the contrary, seems to revel in it, and to fear nothing so much as the beams of the sun. Not even when the valleys rejoice in the livery of spring does it desert the snowy regions altogether, and, when the mist-wreaths clear away, it avoids the rays of the sun by [Pg 218] seeking the shady sides of the mountains. Only when the northern regions or lofty mountains are so thickly covered with snow as to threaten it with starvation does it repair to districts where the cold is somewhat mitigated, but never lower into the valleys than where it may quench its thirst with snow. 'The male bird', says a field naturalist, 'has been seen, during a snow-storm in Norway, to perch himself on a rock which overtopped the rest, and to sit there for some time as if enjoying the cold wind and sleet, which was drifting in his face; just as one might have done on a sultry summer's day on the top of the Wiltshire downs, when a cool air was stirring there.'[42] The same writer observes: 'I have generally found the Ptarmigan concealed among the grey, lichen-coloured rocks on the summits of the fjelds, and so closely do they resemble these rocks in colour that I could scarcely ever see them on the ground; and sometimes when the practised eye of my guide found them, and he would point out the exact spot, it was not until after a long scrutiny that I could distinguish the bird within a dozen yards of me. Frequently we would find them on the snow itself, and many a time has a large circular depression in the snow been pointed out to me, where the Ptarmigan has been lying and pluming himself in his chilly bed. He is a noble bird, free as air, and for the most part uninterrupted in his wide domain; he can range over the enormous tracts of fjeld, seldom roused by a human step, and still more seldom hunted by man. When the winter clothes his dwelling in a garb of snow, he arrays himself in the purest and most beautiful white; when the summer sun melts away the snow, and the grey rocks appear, he, too, puts on his coloured dress, and assimilates himself once more to his beloved rocks. But the young Ptarmigans are my especial favourites: I have caught them of all ages; some apparently just emerged from the egg, others some weeks older; they are remarkably pretty little birds, with their short black beaks and their feathered toes; and so quickly do they run, and so nimble and active are they in escaping from you, that they are soon beneath some projecting stone, far beyond the reach of your arm, where you hear them chirping and calling out in defiance and derision. The call of the old Ptarmigan is singularly loud and hoarse; it is a prolonged grating, harsh note, and may be heard at a great distance.' This has been compared to the scream of the Missel Thrush; but Macgillivray says it seems to him more like the croak of a frog.
This beautiful bird is the Schneehuhn, or "Snow-chick," in German, the White Partridge of the Alps and Pyrenees, and the Gaelic Tarmachan. While most birds shy away from the cold, the Ptarmigan seems to thrive in it and fears nothing as much as the sun's rays. Even when the valleys celebrate spring, it doesn't completely abandon the snowy areas. When the mist clears, it seeks out the shady sides of the mountains to avoid the sun. Only when the northern regions or high mountains are so heavily covered in snow that it risks starvation will it move to areas where the cold is a bit more bearable, but it never goes down into the valleys farther than where it can drink from the snow. “The male bird,” says a field naturalist, “has been seen during a snowstorm in Norway, perched on a rock that stood taller than the rest, sitting there for some time as if enjoying the cold wind and sleet blowing in his face, much like one might on a hot summer day on the Wiltshire downs when a cool breeze is stirring.”[42] The same writer notes: “I have usually found the Ptarmigan hidden among the grey, lichen-colored rocks at the tops of the fjelds, and they blend so well with these rocks that I could hardly ever see them on the ground. Sometimes, when my guide's practiced eye spotted them and he pointed out the exact spot, it wasn't until after a long look that I could distinguish the bird even from just a dozen yards away. We often found them right on the snow, and many times I've been shown a large circular depression in the snow where the Ptarmigan had been resting and preening itself in its chilly bed. It’s a noble bird, free as air, mostly undisturbed in its vast territory; it can roam over extensive tracts of fjeld, rarely disturbed by human footsteps, and even less frequently hunted. When winter blankets its home in snow, it dresses in the purest and most beautiful white; when the summer sun melts the snow and reveals the grey rocks, it too changes its plumage to match its beloved rocks. But the young Ptarmigans are my special favorites: I've caught them at various ages, from those that just hatched to others a few weeks old; they are remarkably cute little birds with their short black beaks and feathered toes. They run so fast and are so quick and agile in escaping that they're often beneath some overhanging stone, far out of reach, chirping and calling out in defiance and mockery. The call of the adult Ptarmigan is particularly loud and hoarse; it’s a prolonged grating, harsh note that can be heard from quite a distance." This has been compared to the scream of the Missel Thrush; however, Macgillivray thinks it sounds more like a frog's croak.
Ptarmigans pair early in spring, and build their nest of grass, bents and twigs in a slight hollow behind a stone or bush, and lay from seven to twelve eggs. The young are able to run about as soon as they are hatched, and, as we have seen, are most expert and nimble in concealing themselves. The hen bird when surprised with her young brood counterfeits lameness, and runs about in [Pg 219] great anxiety, as if wishing to draw attention from her chicks to herself. Their food consists of the fresh green twigs of heath and other mountain plants, seeds, and berries. While feeding they run about, and are shy in taking flight even when they have acquired the use of their wings, but crouch on the approach of danger, and remain motionless and silent. When at length they do rise, they fly off in a loose party, and mostly in a direct line, for a distant part of the mountain, the movement of their wings resembling that of the Grouse, but being lighter in character. Early in the season, a long time before Grouse, the coveys of Ptarmigans unite and form large packs, and it is while thus congregated that they perform their partial migrations from the high grounds to what they consider a milder climate, the Norwegian valleys. There, while the ground is covered thickly with snow, they, to a certain extent, modify their habits, and perch on trees, sometimes in such numbers that the branches seem to be altogether clothed in white. It does not appear that any of these flocks make long journeys or cross the sea. In Scotland they are no more numerous in winter than in summer, nor have they been observed to take refuge in the woods. In the comparatively mild temperature of Scotland there occurs no lengthened period during which they cannot find their simple food somewhere in the open country; they consequently do not leave the moors, but only descend lower.
Ptarmigans mate early in spring and build their nests using grass, bent blades, and twigs in a small hollow behind a stone or bush, laying between seven to twelve eggs. The chicks can run around as soon as they hatch, and, as we've seen, they're really good at hiding themselves. When the mother bird is surprised with her young, she pretends to be injured and runs around in a panic, trying to direct attention away from her chicks to herself. Their diet includes fresh green twigs from heath and other mountain plants, seeds, and berries. While foraging, they scurry around and are hesitant to take flight even after they've learned to use their wings, opting instead to crouch quietly when danger approaches. When they finally do take off, they fly together in a loose group, mostly in a straight line toward a distant part of the mountain, with their wing movements resembling those of grouse but lighter in nature. Early in the season, long before grouse, the ptarmigan flocks gather and form large groups, and it's during this time that they partially migrate from the highlands to what they see as a milder climate in the Norwegian valleys. There, when the ground is heavily covered in snow, they somewhat change their behavior and perch in trees, sometimes in such large numbers that the branches look completely white. It seems that none of these flocks make long journeys or cross the sea. In Scotland, there are just as many ptarmigans in winter as in summer, and they haven’t been seen seeking refuge in the woods. Due to Scotland's relatively mild temperatures, there's no extended period when they can't find their simple food somewhere in the open country; therefore, they don’t leave the moors, but only move to lower areas.
The Ptarmigan is neither so abundant nor so generally diffused in Scotland as the Grouse. It is resident on high mountains. It is said to have existed at one time in the north of England and in Wales; if so, it has totally disappeared, nor is it known in Ireland.
The Ptarmigan isn't as plentiful or widespread in Scotland as the Grouse. It lives in high mountain areas. It's believed that it once existed in the north of England and Wales; if that’s true, it has completely vanished and isn’t found in Ireland.
PHASIÁNUS COLCHICUS
This climate suits the Pheasant pretty well, and at most seasons of the year it finds abundance of food; but in hard winters the supply diminishes, or fails altogether; and were not food specially scattered about for it in its haunts, it would either die off from being [Pg 220] unable to withstand cold and hunger together, or become so weak that it would fall a prey to the smaller rapacious animals, who are not a match for it when it is strong and active. A healthy cock Pheasant has been known to beat off a cat; a sickly one would be unable to compete with a Magpie or Jay. It is, in fact, an exotic running wild, and enabled to do so only by the care of those who help it to surmount the inconveniences of a life spent in a foreign land.
This climate suits the Pheasant pretty well, and for most of the year, it finds plenty of food; but during harsh winters, the supply decreases or runs out completely. If food weren't specially scattered for it in its habitat, it would either die off from being unable to survive the cold and hunger or become so weak that it would fall prey to smaller predatory animals, which it can easily fend off when strong and active. A healthy male Pheasant has been known to fend off a cat; a sickly one wouldn't stand a chance against a Magpie or Jay. It is, in fact, an exotic bird living in the wild, surviving only because of the care provided by those who help it deal with the challenges of living in a foreign land.
The Pheasant is said to have been brought originally from Colchis, a country on the shores of the Black Sea, and to have derived its name from the river Phasis, the famous scene of the expedition of the Argonauts, bearing date about 1200 years before Christ. From this epoch it is said to have been known to the Athenians, who endeavoured to acclimatize it for the sake of its beauty as well as the delicacy of its flesh. The Romans received it from the Greeks; but it was little known, except by name, in Germany, France, and England, until the Crusades. The custom was then introduced from Constantinople of sending it to table decorated with its tail feathers and head, as a dish for kings and emperors—a special honour until that time confined to the Peacock. Willughby, in the seventeenth century, says of it that, from its rarity, delicacy of flavour, and great tenderness, it seems to have been created for the tables of the wealthy. He tells us, too, that the flesh of Pheasants caught by hawking is of a higher flavour, and yet more delicate than when they are taken by snares or any other method.
The Pheasant is said to have originally come from Colchis, a region along the shores of the Black Sea, and got its name from the river Phasis, which is famous for the journey of the Argonauts around 1200 years before Christ. From that time, it is believed to have been recognized by the Athenians, who tried to adapt it for their environment because of its beauty and the tenderness of its meat. The Romans got it from the Greeks; however, it was mostly unknown, at least by name, in Germany, France, and England until the Crusades. At that point, a custom was introduced from Constantinople where it was served at the table with its tail feathers and head, becoming a dish for kings and emperors—a special honor that had previously been reserved for the Peacock. Willughby, in the seventeenth century, remarked that because of its rarity, delicate flavor, and great tenderness, it appears to have been made for the tables of the wealthy. He also noted that Pheasants caught by hawking have a richer flavor and are even more tender than those captured by snares or other methods.
The kings of France greatly encouraged the naturalization of the Pheasants in the royal forests, both as an object of sport and as an acquisition to the festive board, and were imitated by the nobles and superior clergy. In the fourteenth century, all the royal forests, the parks of Berry and the Loire, all the woods and vineyards of the rich abbeys, were peopled with Pheasants. The male bird was protected by the title of 'Royal game of the first class', and the killing of a hen was forbidden under the severest penalties. During the period between the reigns of Henry IV and Louis XVI its estimation increased. During the revolution royal edicts were little heeded. Pheasants, no less than their owners, forfeited their dignity, which, however, rose again somewhat under the empire. Waterloo, and succeeding events, brought desolation to the Pheasantries as well as to the deer-parks of France; and now the royal bird, French authors tell us, is likely to disappear from the country. Already, the space which it occupies is reduced to a thirtieth part of the national territory. The centre of this privileged province is Paris; its radius is not more than five-and-twenty leagues, and is decreasing every year. Pheasants have disappeared from the districts of the Garonne and Rhone, while in Touraine and Berry a few only are to be found in walled parks.
The kings of France heavily promoted the naturalization of Pheasants in the royal forests, both for sport and for festive meals, and this was mimicked by the nobles and high clergy. In the fourteenth century, all the royal forests, the parks of Berry and the Loire, and all the woods and vineyards of the wealthy abbeys were filled with Pheasants. The male bird was protected as 'Royal game of the first class,' and hunting hens was strictly prohibited under severe penalties. Between the reigns of Henry IV and Louis XVI, their value increased. During the revolution, royal decrees were largely ignored. Pheasants, like their owners, lost their status, although it somewhat recovered under the empire. After Waterloo and subsequent events, Pheasant habitats, as well as the deer parks of France, were devastated; now, the royal bird, according to French authors, is likely to vanish from the country. The area it occupies has already shrunk to a thirtieth of the national territory. The center of this privileged zone is Paris, with a radius of no more than twenty-five leagues, which is diminishing each year. Pheasants have disappeared from the regions around the Garonne and Rhone, while in Touraine and Berry, only a few remain in enclosed parks.
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If the Pheasant should ever, in this country, lose the protection of the Game Laws, it will probably dwindle away in like manner. Under existing circumstances, it offers an inducement to poaching too tempting to be resisted. Gamekeepers engage in more affrays with poachers of Pheasants than of all the other game birds taken collectively; and if the offence of destroying them were made less penal than it is at present, they would doubtless diminish rapidly. Next to Wood Pigeons, they are said to be the most destructive of all British birds; so that farmers would gladly do their utmost to exterminate them; their large size and steady onward flight combine to make them an 'easy shot' for the veriest tyro in gunnery, while the estimation in which they are held for the table would always secure for them a value in the market.
If the Pheasant were to lose the protection of the Game Laws in this country, it would likely disappear in a similar way. Given the current situation, they present an irresistible temptation for poaching. Gamekeepers often encounter more conflicts with Pheasant poachers than with all other game birds combined; and if the penalties for destroying them were reduced, they would probably decline quickly. Aside from Wood Pigeons, they're considered the most harmful of all British birds; as a result, farmers would be eager to eliminate them. Their large size and steady flight make them an easy target for even the most inexperienced shooters, while their value as a table delicacy ensures they hold worth in the market.
The places best adapted for Pheasants are thick woods in the neighbourhood of water, where there is abundance of shelter on the ground, in the shape of furze-bushes, brambles, tall weeds, rushes, or tussock grass; for they pass their lives almost exclusively on the ground, even roosting there, except in winter, when they fly up in the evening, and perch on the lower boughs of middling-sized trees. In April or May, the female bird scratches for herself a shallow hole in the ground under the shelter of some bushes or long grass, and lays from ten to fourteen eggs; but not unfrequently she allows might to prevail over right, and appropriates both the nest and eggs belonging to some evicted Partridge. The situation of the nests is generally known to the keepers, and all that are considered safe are left to be attended to by the owner. Such, however, as are exposed to the depredations of vermin or poachers are more frequently taken, and the eggs are placed under a domestic hen.
The best places for Pheasants are dense woods near water, where there's plenty of ground cover like gorse bushes, brambles, tall weeds, rushes, or tussock grass. They spend almost all their time on the ground, even sleeping there, except in winter when they fly up in the evening to perch on the lower branches of medium-sized trees. In April or May, the female scratches out a shallow Nest under the cover of some bushes or tall grass and lays between ten to fourteen eggs. However, it's common for her to take over the nest and eggs of an evicted Partridge. The nests' locations are generally known to the keepers, and those deemed safe are left for the owner to care for. Nests that are at risk from predators or poachers are often taken, and the eggs are placed under a domestic hen.
Pheasant chicks are able to run about and pick up their own food soon after they have escaped from the egg. This consists of grain, seeds, an enormous quantity of wireworms, small insects, especially ants and their eggs, and green herbage. When full grown, they add to this diet beans, peas, acorns, beech-mast, and the tuberous roots of several wild plants. A strip of buck-wheat, of which they are very fond, is sometimes sown for their special benefit along the skirt of a plantation. In seasons of scarcity they will enter the farmyard, and either quietly feed with the poultry, or, less frequently, do battle with the cocks for the sovereignty. A story is told, in the Zoologist, of a male Pheasant, which drove from their perch, and killed in succession, three fine cocks. The proprietor, with a view to prevent further loss, furnished a fourth cock with a pair of steel spurs. Armed with these, the lawful occupant was more than a match for the aggressor, who, next morning, was found lying dead on the ground beneath the perch. Another has been known to beat off a cat; and a third was in the habit of attacking a labouring man. The female is a timid, unoffending bird, as peaceful in her demeanour as quiet in her garb. The tints of her plumage, far less gaudy than in the male, are a protection to her in the nesting season, [Pg 222] as being less likely to attract the notice either of poachers or vermin. Indeed, were she always to lie close, her nest would not be easily discovered, for the colour of her feathers so closely resembles that of withered leaves, that she is, when sitting, less conspicuous than her uncovered eggs would be.
Pheasant chicks can run around and find their own food right after hatching. Their diet includes grains, seeds, a huge number of wireworms, small insects, particularly ants and their eggs, and green plants. Once they are fully grown, they also eat beans, peas, acorns, beech mast, and the tuberous roots of various wild plants. Sometimes, a strip of buckwheat, which they love, is planted specifically for them along the edge of a forest. During poor seasons, they will come into the farmyard and either quietly eat with the poultry or, less often, fight with the roosters for dominance. There's a story in the Zoologist about a male Pheasant that chased away and killed three fine roosters one after the other. To prevent more losses, the owner gave a fourth rooster a pair of steel spurs. Equipped with these, the rightful bird was more than a match for the invader, who was found dead on the ground under the perch the next morning. One has even been known to fend off a cat, and another used to attack a farm worker. The female is a shy, harmless bird, just as peaceful in her behavior as she is muted in appearance. Her plumage, much less colorful than the male's, serves as camouflage during nesting season, making her less likely to attract the attention of poachers or predators. In fact, if she stays close to her nest, it would be hard to find, as the color of her feathers closely resembles that of dried leaves, making her less noticeable than her exposed eggs would be. [Pg 222]
Common Pheasants are occasionally found having a large portion, or even the whole, of their plumage white. These, though highly ornamental when mixed with the common sort, are not prized, owing to their being a more conspicuous mark for poachers. The 'Ringed Pheasant' occasionally shot in English preserves is not, as some maintain, a distinct species; it differs from the typical form of the bird only in that the neck is partially surrounded by a narrow white collar passing from the back of the neck to the sides, but not meeting in front.
Common Pheasants can sometimes be seen with a significant amount, or even all, of their feathers being white. While they look very decorative when mixed in with the usual ones, they aren’t valued highly because they make it easier for poachers to spot them. The 'Ringed Pheasant' that is sometimes hunted in English game reserves is not, as some claim, a separate species; it only differs from the typical bird in that its neck has a narrow white collar that goes from the back of the neck to the sides, but doesn’t connect in the front.
PERDIX CINÉREA
Very few, even of our common birds, are more generally known than the Partridge. From the first of September to the first of February, in large towns, every poulterer's shop is pretty sure to be decorated with a goodly array of these birds; and there are few rural districts in which a walk through the fields will fail to be enlivened by the sudden rising and whirring away of a covey of Partridges, in autumn and winter; of a pair in spring. At midsummer they are of less frequent appearance, the female being too busily occupied, either in incubation or the training of her family, to find time for flight; and at this season, moreover, the uncut fields of hay, clover, and corn afford facilities for the avoiding of danger, by concealment rather than by flight. The habits of the Partridge, as of the Grouse, are especially terrestrial. It never flies, like the Lark, for enjoyment; and as it does not perch in trees it has no occasion for upward flight. Still, there are occasions when Partridges rise to a considerable distance from the ground, and this seems to be when they meditate a longer flight than usual.
Very few, even among our common birds, are as well-known as the Partridge. From September 1st to February 1st, in big cities, every poultry shop is likely to have a nice display of these birds; and there are hardly any rural areas where a walk through the fields won't be brightened by the sudden takeoff and flapping of a group of Partridges in autumn and winter, or a pair in spring. In midsummer, they show up less often, as the female is usually busy either nesting or raising her young, leaving little time for flying. During this time, the uncut fields of hay, clover, and corn also provide cover to escape danger through hiding rather than flight. The habits of the Partridge, much like those of the Grouse, are mainly terrestrial. It doesn’t fly for fun like the Lark, and because it doesn’t perch in trees, it doesn’t need to fly upwards. Still, there are moments when Partridges take off to a decent height off the ground, which seems to happen when they plan to fly farther than usual.
A friend, to whom I am indebted for many valuable notes on various birds, tells me that when a covey of Partridges are disturbed [Pg 223] by a pack of hounds, they lie close at first, as if terrified by the noise and bent on concealing themselves; but when the pack actually comes on them they rise to a great height, and fly to a distance which may be measured by miles—at least, so he supposes, as he has watched them diminish and fade from the sight before they showed any sign of preparing to alight.
A friend, who has shared many useful notes about different birds with me, tells me that when a group of partridges is startled by a pack of hounds, they initially stay really still, seemingly scared by the noise and trying to hide. But when the hounds get close, they take off and fly high, covering distances that can be measured in miles—at least, that's what he thinks, as he's seen them get smaller and disappear before they even start to land.
The Partridge, though decorated with no brilliant colours, which would tend to thwart it in its habit of concealing itself among vegetation of the same general hue as itself, is a beautiful bird. Its gait is graceful, its feet small and light, its head well raised; and its plumage, though devoid of striking contrasts, is exquisitely pencilled, each feather on the back and breast being veined like the gauzy wings of a fly. The most conspicuous part of the plumage of the male bird, the horseshoe on its breast, is invisible as it walks or crouches, and the general tone approaches that of the soil.
The Partridge, although it doesn't have any bright colors that might make it stand out from the plants it hides among, is still a beautiful bird. It moves gracefully, has small and light feet, and holds its head high; its feathers, while not strikingly different from one another, are beautifully patterned, with each feather on its back and chest delicately marked like the translucent wings of a fly. The most noticeable feature of the male's feathers, the horseshoe shape on its chest, is hidden when it walks or crouches, and its overall color blends in with the ground.
Partridges pair early in the year; but the hen does not begin to lay until May, nor to sit until towards the beginning of June. The nest is merely a depression in the ground, into which a few straws or dead leaves have been drawn. It is sometimes placed among brushwood under a hedge, but more frequently in the border of a field of hay, clover, or corn, or in the wide field itself. The mowing season, unfortunately, is not noted in the calendar of Nature; so the mother-bird, who is a close sitter, is not unfrequently destroyed by the scythe, or, at all events, is driven away, and returns to find her eggs carried off to be entrusted to the care of a domestic hen. In unusually wet seasons, nests which have been fixed in low situations are flooded, and the eggs being thus reduced to a low temperature become addle. When this has taken place, the Partridge makes a second laying, and a late brood is reared.
Partridges start pairing up early in the year, but the female doesn’t lay her eggs until May and doesn’t begin to incubate them until early June. The nest is simply a depression in the ground, lined with a few straws or dead leaves. It’s sometimes located among brushwood under a hedge, but more often in the edge of a field of hay, clover, or corn, or right in the open field. Unfortunately, the mowing season isn’t marked in Nature's calendar; so the mother bird, being a diligent sitter, often gets caught by the scythe or gets scared off and returns to find her eggs taken, ending up with a domestic hen babysitting them. In particularly wet seasons, nests set in low areas can get flooded, causing the eggs to drop to a low temperature and become spoiled. When this happens, the partridge lays her eggs again and raises a late brood.
Notwithstanding this, however, Partridges are exceedingly prolific, and are said to be increasing in numbers in proportion as new lands are reclaimed from the waste, although the Red-legged Partridge has lessened its numbers in some districts. It must certainly be admitted that, in bad seasons, they are treated with a consideration that would scarcely be shown towards them if they were simply destroyers of grain and had nothing to recommend them as objects of sport or as delicacies for the table. When abundant, they fall freely before the sportsman's gun; but when the coveys are either small or few, they are treated with forbearance, and enough are left to stock the preserves for the ensuing year.
Despite this, partridges are highly prolific and are said to be increasing in numbers as new lands are reclaimed from wasteland, although the Red-legged Partridge has decreased in some areas. It must be acknowledged that during tough times, they are treated with a consideration that wouldn’t be shown if they were just seen as pests destroying crops and had no appeal as game or food. When plentiful, they are easily taken by hunters; however, when the groups are small or scarce, they are treated with patience, and enough are left to replenish the populations for the next year.
While the hen is sitting, the male bird remains somewhere in the neighbourhood, and gives timely warning of the approach of danger; when the eggs are hatched, he accompanies his mate, and shares in the work of teaching the young to shift for themselves—a lesson which they begin to learn at once. The food both of old and young birds is, to a great extent, insects. The young are especially fond of ants and their pupæ or larvæ. During the year 1860, in which [Pg 224] there were no broods of Partridges, I was much struck by the fact that stubble-fields abounded, to an unusual degree, with ant-hills. In ordinary seasons, these are found torn to pieces and levelled. This year, scarcely one was touched; and even at the present time, the end of October, winged ants are far more numerous than they usually are at this time of the year. Besides insects, Partridges feed on the seeds of weeds, green leaves, grain spilt in reaping, and on corn which has been sown. This last charge is a serious one; yet, on the whole, it is most probable that Partridges do far more good than harm on an estate, the insects and weeds which they destroy more than making amends for their consumption of seed-corn.
While the hen is nesting, the male bird stays nearby and alerts her of any danger. Once the eggs hatch, he joins her in teaching the young birds how to take care of themselves—a lesson they start learning right away. Both adult and young birds primarily eat insects. The young ones especially love ants and their pupae or larvae. In 1860, when there were no Partridge broods, I was really struck by how many ant hills there were in the stubble fields. Normally, these are often destroyed and flattened. This year, hardly any were disturbed; even now, at the end of October, there are a lot more winged ants than usual for this time of year. In addition to insects, Partridges eat weed seeds, green leaves, grain spilled during harvesting, and newly sown corn. This last point is a significant concern; however, overall, it’s likely that Partridges do more good than harm on a farm, as the insects and weeds they eliminate more than offset their consumption of seed corn.
I might fill many pages with anecdotes of the devotion of Partridges to their maternal duties—their assiduity in hatching their eggs, their disregard of personal danger while thus employed, their loving trickeries to divert the attention of enemies from their broods to themselves, and even the actual removal of their eggs from a suspectedly dangerous position to a place of safety; but with many of these stories the reader must be already familiar if he has read any of the works devoted to such subjects.
I could easily write several pages about how dedicated Partridges are to their parenting. They work tirelessly to hatch their eggs, putting themselves at risk while doing so. They cleverly create distractions to draw predators away from their chicks and even move their eggs from potentially dangerous spots to safer places. However, if you’ve read any literature on this topic, you’re probably already aware of many of these stories.
The number of eggs laid before incubation commences varies from ten to fifteen, or more. Yarrell says, 'Twenty-eight eggs in one instance, and thirty-three eggs in two other instances, are recorded as having been found in one nest; but there is little doubt, in these cases, that more than one bird had laid eggs in the same nest.' This may be; but I find in a French author an instance in which no less than forty-two eggs were laid by a Partridge in captivity, all of which, being placed under a hen, would have produced chicks, but for the occurrence of a thunder-storm accompanied by a deluge of rain which flooded the nest, when the eggs, which all contained chicks, were on the point of being hatched. The average number of birds in a covey is, I believe, about twelve; quite enough to supply the sportsmen and to account for the abundance of the bird.
The number of eggs laid before incubation starts usually ranges from ten to fifteen, or even more. Yarrell notes, "In one case, twenty-eight eggs were found in a single nest, and in two other cases, thirty-three eggs were recorded; however, it’s likely that more than one bird laid eggs in these nests." That could be true, but I found a French author who mentions an instance where a Partridge in captivity laid no less than forty-two eggs. All of these eggs were placed under a hen and would have hatched into chicks, except for a thunderstorm with heavy rain that flooded the nest just as the eggs were about to hatch. The average number of birds in a covey is about twelve, which is enough to satisfy sportsmen and explain the bird’s abundance.
The character of the Partridge's flight is familiar to most people. Simultaneously with the startled cry of alarm from the cock comes a loud whirr-r-r as of a spinning-wheel: away fly the whole party in a body, keeping a horizontal, nearly straight line: in turns each bird ceases to beat its wings and sails on for a few yards with extended pinions; the impetus exhausted which carried it through this movement, it plies its wings again, and if it have so long escaped the fowler, may, by this time, consider itself out of danger, for its flight, though laboured, is tolerably rapid.
The way the Partridge flies is familiar to most people. At the same time the male lets out a startled alarm cry, there's a loud whirr, like a spinning wheel. The entire group takes off together, flying in a mostly straight line. Each bird takes turns gliding for a few yards with its wings spread out, then starts flapping again. If it has managed to evade the hunter this long, it might think it's safe now, as its flight, although effortful, is fairly fast.
The call of the Partridge is mostly uttered in the evening, as soon as the beetles begin to buzz. The birds are now proceeding to roost, which they always do in the open field, the covey forming a circle with their heads outwards, to be on the watch against their enemies, of whom they have many. They feed for the most part [Pg 225] in the morning and middle of the day, and vary in size according to the abundance of their favourite food. In some districts of France, it is said, the weight of the Partridges found on an estate is considered as a fair standard test of the productiveness of the soil and of the state of agricultural skill.
The call of the partridge is mostly heard in the evening, as soon as the beetles start buzzing. The birds are getting ready to roost, which they always do in the open field, forming a circle with their heads facing outwards to keep an eye out for predators, of which they have many. They mainly feed in the morning and around midday, and their size can change depending on how plentiful their favorite food is. In some areas of France, it’s said that the weight of the partridges found on a property is seen as a decent indicator of the soil's fertility and the level of agricultural skill.
Most people are familiar with the distich:
Most people know the quote:
but every one does not know that the saying was in vogue among epicures in the reign of Charles II.
but not everyone knows that the saying was popular among food lovers during the reign of Charles II.
CÁCCABIS RUFA
The Red-legged Partridge, called also the French and Guernsey Partridge, is a stronger and more robust bird than the common species, which it also greatly surpasses in brilliancy of colouring. As some of its names indicate, it is not an indigenous bird, but a native of the south of Europe, whence it was first introduced into England in the reign of Charles II. To Willughby, who lived at that period, it was unknown except as a native of the continent of Europe and the islands of Guernsey and Jersey. Towards the close of the last century it was re-introduced into Suffolk, where it has become numerous; so much so, indeed, in some places, as to have gained the better of the common species for a time.
The Red-legged Partridge, also known as the French and Guernsey Partridge, is a stronger and more robust bird than the common species, which it also greatly outshines in color. As some of its names suggest, it is not a native bird but originally comes from southern Europe, where it was first brought to England during the reign of Charles II. To Willughby, who lived during that time, it was unknown except as a native of continental Europe and the islands of Guernsey and Jersey. Towards the end of the last century, it was reintroduced into Suffolk, where it has become quite common; in some areas, it has even outnumbered the common species for a time.
Its flight is rapid, but heavier and more noisy than that of the Common Partridge. It is less patient of cold, and less able to elude the attacks of birds of prey. It is quite a terrestrial bird, very slow in taking flight, and never perching except when hard pressed, when, on rare occasions, it takes refuge among the thick branches of an oak or pinaster; here it considers itself safe, and watches the movements of the dogs with apparent unconcern. Sometimes, too, when closely hunted, it takes shelter in a rabbit's burrow or the hole of a tree; but under ordinary circumstances it runs rapidly before the dogs, and frequently disappoints the sportsman by rising out of shot. The Grey or Common Partridge frequents rich cultivated lands; the Red Partridge prefers uncultivated plains, 'which summer converts into burning causeways, winter into pools of water—monotonous landes, where skeletons of sheep pasture without variation on heath [Pg 226] and the dwarf prickly genista. It delights, too, in bushy ravines, or the steep sides of rocky hills covered with holly, thorns, and brambles; and when it resorts to vineyards, it selects those situated on the sides of steep slopes, where marigolds and coltsfoot are the principal weeds, rabbits and vipers the most abundant animals.'[43] Red Partridges are consequently most numerous in the least cultivated districts of France, especially those between the Cher and the Loire, and between the Loire and the Seine. Towards the east they do not extend beyond the hills of Epernay, and do not cross the valley of the Meuse. The flesh of the Red Partridge is considered inferior to that of the Grey, and the bird itself is less esteemed by sportsmen as an object of pursuit. In England it seems to retain its natural taste of preferring bushy heaths to inclosed land. In the mode of incubation and rearing the young the two species are much alike.
Its flight is quick, but heavier and noisier than that of the Common Partridge. It can't tolerate cold as well and is less adept at escaping from birds of prey. It's primarily a ground bird, slow to take off and only perches when absolutely necessary. If it gets pressured, it sometimes hides among the thick branches of an oak or a pine tree; here it feels secure and watches the dogs with seeming indifference. Occasionally, when being hunted closely, it finds refuge in a rabbit burrow or a tree hole; but usually, it runs quickly away from the dogs and often frustrates hunters by flying out of reach. The Grey or Common Partridge prefers lush farmland, while the Red Partridge likes untended plains, which summer turns into dry paths and winter into puddles—monotonous lands where the remains of sheep graze without change on heath and the low prickly broom. It also enjoys bushy valleys or steep, rocky hills covered with holly, thorns, and brambles; when it visits vineyards, it chooses those on steep slopes, where marigolds and coltsfoot are the main weeds, and rabbits and snakes are the most common animals. Red Partridges are therefore most common in the least cultivated areas of France, especially those between the Cher and the Loire, and between the Loire and the Seine. To the east, they don't go beyond the Epernay hills, nor do they cross the Meuse valley. The meat of the Red Partridge is considered inferior to that of the Grey, and the bird itself is less valued by hunters as a target. In England, it still shows a natural preference for bushy heaths over enclosed fields. The way both species incubate and raise their young is quite similar.
COTÚRNIX COMMÚNIS
'This species', says a French naturalist, 'is probably the most productive of all winged creatures; and it could not well be otherwise, or it would be unable to withstand the war of extermination declared against it by human beings and birds of prey. One may get an idea of the prodigious number of victims which the simple crossing of the Mediterranean costs the species by two well-known and often quoted facts. The Bishop of Capri, a wretched islet scarcely a league in length, which lies at the entrance of the Bay of Naples, used to clear a net revenue of 25,000 francs a year (£1,000) by his Quails. This sum represents 160,000 Quails at the lowest computation. In certain islands of the Archipelago, and parts of the coast of the Peloponnese, the inhabitants, men and women, have no other occupation during two months of the year than that of collecting the Quails which are showered on them from heaven, picking and cleaning them, salting them ('they spread them all abroad for themselves') and packing them away in casks for transportation to the principal markets of the Levant; that is to say, the migration of Quails is to this part of Greece what the migration of herrings is to Holland and Scotland. The Quail-catchers arrive at the shore a fortnight in advance, and every man numbers his ground to avoid disputes. The Quail arrives in France from Africa early in May, and takes its departure towards the end of August.'
'This species,' says a French naturalist, 'is probably the most productive of all winged creatures; and it couldn't be any other way, or it wouldn't be able to survive the extermination war declared against it by humans and birds of prey. You can get an idea of the staggering number of victims that simply crossing the Mediterranean costs the species from two well-known and often-quoted facts. The Bishop of Capri, a tiny islet hardly a league long, located at the entrance of the Bay of Naples, used to make a net revenue of 25,000 francs a year (£1,000) from his Quails. This amount represents 160,000 Quails at the very least. In certain islands of the Archipelago and parts of the Peloponnese coast, the inhabitants, both men and women, spend two months of the year gathering the Quails that seem to fall from the sky, plucking and cleaning them, salting them ('they spread them all out for themselves'), and packing them away in barrels for transport to the main markets of the Levant; in other words, the migration of Quails is to this part of Greece what the migration of herrings is to Holland and Scotland. The Quail-catchers arrive at the shore two weeks in advance, and each person marks their territory to avoid disputes. The Quail arrives in France from Africa in early May and leaves at the end of August.'
Another French author says, 'Like Rails, Woodcocks, Snipes, and many of the waders, the Quail, when it travels towards the sea-shore, flies only in the night. It leaves the lands, where it has passed the day, about the dusk of the evening, and settles again with the dawn [Pg 227] of the morning.' Not unfrequently, while performing their transit, they become weary, and alight on vessels, or fall into the sea, and are drowned. 'Being at a small town on the coast, in the month of May', says M. Pellicot, 'I saw some boats come in with ten or a dozen sharks. They were all opened before me, and there was not one which had not from eight to twelve Quails in its body.' 'Enormous flights are annually observed at the spring and fall, after crossing an immense surface of sea, to take a brief repose in the islands of Malta, Sicily, Sardinia, Crete, in the kingdom of Naples, and about Constantinople, where, on these occasions, there is a general shooting match, which lasts two or three days. This occurs always in the autumn. The birds, starting from the Crimea about seven at night, and with a northerly wind, before dawn accomplish a passage of above sixty leagues in breadth, and alight on the southern shore to feed and repose. In the vernal season the direction of the flight is reversed, and they arrive in similar condition on the Russian coast. The same phenomena occur in Malta, etc.'[44]
Another French author says, 'Like Rails, Woodcocks, Snipes, and many waders, the Quail, when it heads toward the seaside, only flies at night. It leaves the land where it spent the day around dusk and settles again at dawn. [Pg 227] Often during their journey, they get tired and land on boats or fall into the sea and drown. 'While I was in a small town on the coast in May,' says M. Pellicot, 'I saw some boats come in with ten or a dozen sharks. They were all opened in front of me, and every single one had between eight to twelve Quails inside.' 'Huge migrations are seen every year in spring and fall, after crossing a vast expanse of sea, to take a short rest on the islands of Malta, Sicily, Sardinia, Crete, in the Kingdom of Naples, and around Constantinople, where there is a general shooting match that lasts two or three days. This happens every autumn. The birds depart from Crimea around seven at night, and with a northern wind, they complete a journey of over sixty leagues by dawn, landing on the southern shore to feed and rest. In spring, their flight direction flips, and they arrive in the same state on the Russian coast. The same phenomena occur in Malta, etc.'[44]
On its arrival, the Quail betakes itself to open plains and rich grassy meadows, especially where the soil is calcareous, and avoids woody countries. During the early part of summer it frequents corn-fields, saintfoin, and lucern. In September it is found in stubble and clover fields, and among the weeds growing in dry ponds, or it finds shelter in any crops which may yet remain standing. In warm countries it resorts to vineyards, attracted, it is said, not so much by the grapes as by the numerous small snails with which the vines are then infested; for the crops of the late birds are generally found filled with these molluscs. In locomotion it makes more use of its feet than its wings, and when put up is never induced to perch on a tree. Its flight resembles in character that of the Partridge, but it rarely flies far, and when it alights makes awkward attempts to conceal itself, but often fails, and may sometimes be captured with the hand. In June or July, the female lays from eight to fourteen eggs in a hole in the ground, and brings up her young without the assistance of the male. Towards the end of August the old birds migrate southwards, and are followed by the young. Before the end of October all have disappeared, though instances have occurred of their being shot during winter, especially in seasons when the harvest has been a late one.
Upon arrival, the quail heads to open fields and lush grassy meadows, especially where the soil is rich in calcium, and steers clear of wooded areas. Early in the summer, it prefers cornfields, sainfoin, and alfalfa. In September, you’ll find it in stubble and clover fields, as well as among the weeds in dry ponds, or it seeks shelter in any crops that are still standing. In warmer regions, it goes to vineyards, drawn not so much by the grapes but by the many small snails that populate the vines at that time; the late birds often have their stomachs filled with these mollusks. When it moves around, it relies more on its feet than its wings, and when startled, it never tries to perch in trees. Its flight is similar to that of the partridge, but it rarely flies far, and when it lands, it makes clumsy efforts to hide, often failing and can sometimes be caught by hand. In June or July, the female lays eight to fourteen eggs in a hole in the ground and raises her chicks without any help from the male. By the end of August, the adult birds migrate south, followed by the young. By the end of October, all have vanished, though there have been cases of them being shot during the winter, especially in years when the harvest was delayed.
The flesh of the Quail is considered a great delicacy, and many thousands are caught, imported to the London markets, for the table. They are placed in low flat cages, scarcely exceeding in height the stature of the bird, for the reason that in confinement, the birds, in their effort to escape, would beat themselves against the upper bars, and destroy themselves. These are said to be all old males.
The meat of the quail is seen as a real delicacy, and thousands are caught and brought to the London markets for dining. They are kept in low, flat cages that are only slightly taller than the birds themselves, because when confined, the birds tend to hurt themselves by trying to escape and hitting the top bars. It's said that these are all older males.
Quails inhabit the eastern continent, from China—where they [Pg 228] are said to be carried about in winter by the natives, to keep their hands warm—to the British Isles. With us they are nowhere plentiful, but are occasionally shot by sportsmen in most parts of the country. In corn-fields, on the shores of Belfast Lough, in the north of Ireland, they are of frequent occurrence.
Quails are found across the eastern continent, from China—where locals are said to carry them in winter to keep their hands warm—to the British Isles. They are not common here, but sportsmen occasionally hunt them in various regions of the country. They can often be spotted in cornfields along the shores of Belfast Lough in northern Ireland.
In Palestine the Quails still come up in the night, as of old, and "cover the land."
In Palestine, the quails still come at night, just like they used to, and "cover the land."
CREX PRATENSIS
Few persons can have spent the summer months in the country, and enjoyed their evenings in the open air, without having grown familiar with the note of the Corn Crake; yet, strange to say, among those who have heard it on numberless occasions, not one in a hundred (leaving sportsmen out of the account) have ever seen one alive. Its whole life, while with us, seems to be spent among the long grass and stalks of hay or corn, between which its long legs and slender body give it peculiar facility of moving, and it is only when hard pressed that it rises from the ground. Its flight is low, with its legs hanging down; and it usually drops into the nearest hedge or cover which presents itself, and from which it is not easily flushed a second time.
Few people can spend the summer in the countryside and enjoy their evenings outdoors without becoming familiar with the call of the Corn Crake. Yet, oddly enough, among those who have heard it countless times, only one in a hundred (excluding hunters) has ever seen one alive. The Corn Crake seems to spend its entire life hidden among the tall grass and stalks of hay or corn, where its long legs and slender body allow it to move with ease, and it only rises from the ground when absolutely necessary. Its flight is low, with its legs hanging down, and it typically lands in the nearest bush or cover, making it hard to flush out a second time.
The Corn Crake used to be found, during summer, in all the counties of England, but is less frequent in Cornwall and Devonshire than in the counties farther east, and increases in abundance as we advance northwards. In the north of Ireland it is to be heard in every meadow and cornfield, and here its incessant cry in the evenings is monotonous, if not wearisome; in many parts of Scotland it is also very common, and here it is much more frequently seen. In waste lands, where it can find no continuous corn, it takes refuge in patches of flags, rushes, or tall weeds, and if watched for, may be seen leaving its place of concealment, and quietly walking along the grass, lifting its feet high, and stooping [Pg 229] from time to time to pick up its food, consisting of worms, insects, snails, and seeds.
The Corn Crake used to be found in all counties of England during the summer, but it’s less common in Cornwall and Devon than in the eastern counties, and it becomes more abundant as you move north. In northern Ireland, it can be heard in every meadow and cornfield, with its constant cry in the evenings being monotonous, if not tiresome. It's also quite common in many areas of Scotland, where it's more often spotted. In uncultivated lands, where it can’t find continuous corn, it hides in patches of reeds, rushes, or tall weeds, and if observed, you might see it leave its hiding spot and walk quietly along the grass, lifting its feet high and occasionally bending down to pick up food like worms, insects, snails, and seeds.
The Land Rail is considered a delicate article of food, and has long been prized as such. In France it used to be termed, in old sporting phraseology, 'King of the Quails', the Quail being a bird which it much resembles it colouring.
The Land Rail is seen as a delicate food item and has been valued as such for a long time. In France, it used to be known in old sporting terms as the ‘King of the Quails,’ since it resembles the Quail in color.
The Corn Crake places its nest, which is composed of a few straws, in a hollow in the ground, among corn or hay, and lays from eight to ten, or rarely, twelve eggs. The young birds are able to accompany their parents in their mazy travels as soon as they have left the shell. The note of the old bird is heard much later in the season than the song of most other birds, and is probably employed as a call-note to the young, which, but for some such guidance, would be very likely to go astray. In the still evenings of August, I have, while standing on the shore of the island of Islay, distinctly heard its monotonous crek-crek proceeding from a cornfield on the opposite shore of Jura, the Sound of Islay which intervened being here upwards of half a mile wide. On ordinary occasions it is not easy to decide on the position and distance of the bird while uttering its note; for the Corn Crake is a ventriloquist of no mean proficiency.
The Corn Crake builds its nest, made of a few straws, in a dip in the ground, among corn or hay, and lays around eight to ten, or sometimes twelve eggs. The chicks can follow their parents on their winding journeys as soon as they hatch. The call of the adult bird is heard much later in the season than the songs of most other birds and is likely used to communicate with the young, who would otherwise have a hard time finding their way. In the quiet evenings of August, while standing on the shore of the island of Islay, I have clearly heard its monotonous crek-crek coming from a cornfield across the Sound of Jura, which is more than half a mile wide at this point. Typically, it’s hard to tell where the bird is or how far away it is while it calls; that’s because the Corn Crake is quite good at throwing its voice.
PORZANA MARUETTA
The Spotted Crake is smaller in size than the Corn Crake, and far less common. It is shot from time to time in various parts of Great Britain, especially in the fen countries, to which its habits are best suited. It frequents watery places which abound with reeds, flags, and sedges, and among these it conceals itself, rarely using its wings, but often wading over mud and weeds, and taking freely to the water, in which it swims with facility. The nest, which is a large structure, composed of rushes and reeds, is placed among thick vegetation, near the water's edge, and contains from seven to ten eggs.
The Spotted Crake is smaller than the Corn Crake and much rarer. It’s occasionally hunted in different parts of Great Britain, especially in the fen areas where its behavior is most suited. It prefers wet areas filled with reeds, flags, and sedges, where it hides itself, rarely flying but often wading through mud and weeds, and easily swimming in the water. The nest is a large structure made of rushes and reeds, located among dense vegetation near the water’s edge, containing seven to ten eggs.
The drainage and improving of waste lands has driven this Crake away, but its eggs have been found in Roscommon, and a nestling in Kerry.
The drainage and improvement of wasteland has pushed this Crake away, but its eggs have been found in Roscommon, and a chick in Kerry.
PORZANA PARVA
This species appears to be generally diffused throughout the eastern and southern countries of Europe, but is very rare in England, coming now and again from spring to autumn. It is a shy bird, like the last species, confining itself exclusively to reedy marshes, and building its nest close to the water's edge. It lays seven or eight eggs.
This species seems to be widely spread across the eastern and southern parts of Europe, but it’s quite rare in England, appearing occasionally from spring to autumn. It’s a timid bird, similar to the previous species, sticking to reedy marshes and building its nest near the water's edge. It lays seven or eight eggs.
RALLUS AQUÁTICUS
The Water Rail is a generally diffused bird, but nowhere very common, haunting bushy and reedy places near the banks of rivers and lakes, and especially the Norfolk Broads, where it feeds on aquatic insects, worms, and snails. Like the Crakes, it makes more use of its legs than of its wings, and places its safety in concealment. Rarely does it take flight, and then only when closely hunted; still more rarely does it expose itself outside its aquatic jungle. I recollect on one occasion, during an intense frost, when every marsh was as impenetrable to a bird's bill as a sheet of marble, passing in a carriage near a stream which, having just issued from its source, was unfrozen; I then saw more than one Water Rail hunting for food among the short rushes and grass on the water's edge. Its mode of walking I thought was very like that of the Moor-hen, but it had not the jerking movement of body characteristic of that bird, which alone would have sufficed to distinguish it, even if I had not been near enough to detect the difference of colour. Either the severity of the weather had sharpened its appetite, and made it less shy than usual, or it had not learnt to fear a horse and carriage, for it took no notice of the intrusion on its privacy, but went on with its search without condescending to look up. The Water Rail, then, unlike the Corn Crake, remains with us all the winter. When forced to rise, this bird flies heavily straight forwards, at no great elevation above the rushes, with its legs hanging loose, and drops into the nearest thicket of weeds. A nest and eggs of this bird are thus described in the Annals of Natural History: 'The bird had selected for her nest a thick tuft of long grass, hollow at the bottom, on the side of the reed pond; the nest, about an inch and a half thick, was composed of withered leaves and rushes; it was so covered by the top of the grass, that neither bird, nest, nor eggs could be seen; the entrance to the nest was through an aperture of the grass, directly into the reeds, opposite to where any one would stand to see the nest.' The number of eggs is about ten or eleven. Its note during breeding is a loud, groaning cro-o-o-an.
The Water Rail is a widely spread bird, but not really common anywhere, favoring bushy and marshy areas near rivers and lakes, especially in the Norfolk Broads, where it feeds on aquatic insects, worms, and snails. Similar to the Crakes, it uses its legs more than its wings and relies on hiding for safety. It rarely flies, only doing so when it is closely pursued; even less often does it reveal itself outside its watery habitat. I remember one time, during a severe frost, when every marsh was as hard for a bird to penetrate as a sheet of marble, I passed by a stream that had just come from its source and was still unfrozen. I saw more than one Water Rail foraging for food among the short rushes and grass at the water's edge. I thought its way of walking was very much like that of the Moor-hen, but it lacked the jerky body movements typical of that bird, which alone would have been enough to tell them apart, even if I hadn’t been close enough to notice the difference in color. Either the harsh weather had increased its hunger, making it less timid than usual, or it hadn’t learned to be afraid of a horse and carriage because it ignored our presence and continued its search without even looking up. The Water Rail, unlike the Corn Crake, stays with us throughout the winter. When it has to take off, it flies heavily straight ahead, not very high above the rushes, with its legs hanging loose, and drops into the nearest patch of weeds. A nest and eggs of this bird are described in the Annals of Natural History: 'The bird chose a thick tuft of long grass, hollow at the bottom, on the edge of the reed pond for its nest; the nest, about an inch and a half thick, was made of dried leaves and rushes; it was so well covered by the top of the grass that neither the bird, the nest, nor the eggs could be seen; the entrance to the nest was through a gap in the grass, directly into the reeds, opposite to where anyone would stand to look for the nest.' The number of eggs is about ten or eleven. Its call during breeding is a loud, groaning cro-o-o-an.
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GALLÍNULA CHLÓROPUS
Of the two common names of this bird, 'Moor-hen' and 'Water-hen', the former is that which is more generally in use, though the latter is the more appropriate. The bird frequents moors, it must be admitted, but only such as are watery; while there is scarcely a river, lake, canal, brook, or even pond, of moderate dimensions, which Moor-hens do not either inhabit all the year round or occasionally visit. The name is objectionable on other accounts; the male bird is called a Moor-hen as well as the female, while the terms Moor-fowl and Moor-cock have long been applied to the Ptarmigan. For these reasons, I suppose, many recent ornithologists Anglicize the systematic name, and call it the Gallinule, which means 'little fowl', and is suggestive of the half-domestic habits of the bird, under certain circumstances.
Of the two common names for this bird, 'Moor-hen' and 'Water-hen', the first is the one that's more widely used, but the second is more fitting. It's true that the bird prefers moors, but only those that are wet; however, there are very few rivers, lakes, canals, streams, or even medium-sized ponds that Moor-hens don't either live in year-round or visit from time to time. The name has other drawbacks; the male bird is also referred to as a Moor-hen, just like the female, and the terms Moor-fowl and Moor-cock have been used for the Ptarmigan for a long time. For these reasons, I guess many recent ornithologists have started to use the Anglicized scientific name and call it Gallinule, which means 'little fowl' and hints at the bird's somewhat domesticated behavior in certain situations.
The Gallinule being a common bird of some size, conspicuous colours, and active habits, is an interesting appendage of our rivers and pieces of artificial water. Its note, something between a bark and a croak, is as well known in watered districts as the note of the Cuckoo, and is often uttered when the bird has no intention of being seen. Any one who may happen to be walking on the bank of a reedy pond may perhaps hear its strange cry and see the bird itself at some little distance, swimming about with a restless jerky motion, often dipping its head, and with every dip turning slightly to the right or the left. If he wishes for a nearer view, let him advance quietly, concealing himself as much as he can; for if he proceeds carelessly, and takes off his eyes for any [Pg 232] considerable time from the spot where he observed it, when he looks again it will have disappeared, taken wing, he may imagine, for some distant part of the water. Not so; the cunning bird, as soon as a stranger was perceived within a dangerous proximity, steered quietly for the nearest tuft of reeds, among which it lies ensconced till he has passed on his way. Or it rose out of the water, and, with its feet trailing on the surface, made for a similar place of concealment; or dived to the bottom, where it still remains clinging to the weeds. Perhaps it lies close to his feet, having sunk beneath the water, and, aided by feet and wings, rowed a subaqueous course to an often-tried thicket of rushes, where, holding on with its feet to the stems of submerged weeds, it remains perfectly still, leaving nothing above the surface of the water but the point of its beak. If the observer suspects the whereabouts of its concealment, he may beat the rushes with his stick and produce no effect; the bird knows itself to be safe where it is and will make no foolish attempt to better itself. A water spaniel or Newfoundland dog will be more effective. Very often an animal of this kind is an overmatch for its sagacity, and seizes it in his mouth before the poor bird was aware that the water itself was to be invaded; but more frequently it discovers an onset of this nature in time to clear itself from its moorings, and dashing out with a splashing movement of feet and wings skims across the pond to another lurking-place, and defies further pursuit.
The Gallinule, a common bird with a noticeable size, striking colors, and energetic habits, is a fascinating addition to our rivers and man-made ponds. Its call, which sounds like a mix between a bark and a croak, is well known in wet areas, just like the call of the Cuckoo. It's often heard when the bird doesn’t want to be seen. Anyone strolling along the shore of a reedy pond might catch its unusual cry and spot the bird from a distance, swimming erratically, frequently dipping its head and slightly twisting to the right or left with each dip. If someone wants a closer look, they should move in quietly, hiding as much as possible; because if they walk carelessly and take their eyes off the spot where they saw it for any length of time, when they look again, it will have vanished—most likely flown off to some distant part of the water. But that’s not the case; the clever bird, as soon as it spots a stranger getting too close, quietly heads for the nearest clump of reeds, where it waits until the person has moved on. Alternatively, it might rise from the water, with its feet trailing on the surface, to reach a similar hiding spot; or it could dive to the bottom, where it stays clinging to the weeds. It might be lying right underfoot, having gone underwater and, using its feet and wings, paddled silently to a familiar thicket of rushes, where it clings to the stems of submerged plants and remains perfectly still, with only the tip of its beak showing above the surface. If the observer suspects where it is hiding, beating the rushes with a stick will have no effect; the bird knows it’s safe and won’t make a foolish attempt to escape. A water spaniel or Newfoundland dog is usually more effective. Often, an animal like this has the upper hand and catches it in its mouth before the poor bird even realizes the water is being approached; but more frequently, the bird notices the threat in time to release itself from its hiding place. It then splashes out energetically with feet and wings, skimming across the pond to another hiding spot, successfully evading further pursuit.
The Gallinule, though an excellent swimmer and diver, belongs to the Waders; it has, consequently, free use of its legs on land, and here it is no less nimble than in the water. When induced to change the scene it steps ashore, and, with a peculiar jerking motion of its tail, showing the white feathers beneath, and very conspicuous by its bright red bill, which harmonizes pleasantly with the green grass, it struts about and picks up worms, insects, snails, or seeds, with unflagging perseverance, making no stay anywhere, and often running rapidly. If surprised on these occasions, it either makes for the water, or flies off in a line for some thick hedge or patch of brushwood, from which it is very difficult to dislodge it.
The Gallinule, while a great swimmer and diver, is part of the Waders; therefore, it can easily use its legs on land, where it's just as quick as it is in the water. When it decides to change its environment, it steps onshore and, with a unique jerking motion of its tail that shows off the white feathers underneath, and its bright red bill that contrasts nicely with the green grass, it struts around picking up worms, insects, snails, or seeds with tireless persistence, hardly stopping anywhere and often running quickly. If it gets startled during these times, it either heads for the water or flies straight to a thick hedge or a brushy area, making it really hard to flush out.
Its mode of life is pretty much the same all the year round; it is not a traveller from choice. Only in severe weather, when its haunts are bound up with ice, it is perforce compelled to shift its quarters. It then travels by night and searches for unfrozen streams. At such times it appears occasionally in pretty large numbers in places where usually a few only resort. When the south of Europe is visited by severe frosts it is supposed even to cross the Mediterranean, it having been observed in Algeria, feeding in marshes in half-social parties, where a day or two before none had been seen. To the faculties of swimming and running it [Pg 233] adds that of perching on trees; this it does habitually, as it roosts in low bushy trees; and it has besides the power of walking cleverly along the branches.
Its way of life is pretty much the same throughout the year; it doesn't choose to travel. Only in harsh weather, when its usual spots are frozen over, it has to move. It then travels at night and looks for unfrozen streams. During these times, it can sometimes appear in large numbers in places where usually only a few are found. When southern Europe experiences severe cold, it’s believed to even cross the Mediterranean, as it has been spotted in Algeria, foraging in marshes in small groups, where just a day or two earlier none had been seen. In addition to swimming and running, it also has the ability to perch on trees; it does this regularly, as it roosts in low, bushy trees, and it can also move skillfully along the branches.
In the neighbourhood of houses where it has long been undisturbed, it loses much of its shy nature, and will not only allow itself to be approached within a short distance, but, becoming half-domesticated, will consort with the poultry in the farmyard, and come with them to be fed. It is fond also of visiting the kitchen-garden, where it is apt to make itself unwelcome, by helping itself to the tenderest and best of the vegetables. Bishop Stanley, in his entertaining Book on Birds, gives some highly amusing anecdotes of the Gallinule.
In neighborhoods where it has been undisturbed for a long time, it loses much of its shy behavior and not only allows itself to be approached from a short distance, but also becomes somewhat domesticated, mingling with the poultry in the farmyard and coming with them to be fed. It also enjoys visiting the kitchen garden, where it tends to be unwelcome by helping itself to the tenderest and best vegetables. Bishop Stanley, in his entertaining Book on Birds, shares some very amusing stories about the Gallinule.
It builds its nest on the stump of a tree, or in a bush among wet places, or in the roots of alders, but often it is placed on the low-lying branch of a tree overhanging the water. The nest is a large structure, made of rushes and dry flags, and is easy of detection. It is very liable, too, to be swept away by any sudden rise in a river. Added to which, the young frequently fall a prey to pike. But as the bird has two, and sometimes three, broods in a year, each consisting of from six to eight, it remains undiminished in numbers. The nest is sometimes placed in a tree at a distance from the water. When this is the case, as the habits of the young birds are aquatic, immediately on their breaking the egg, the old birds convey them in their claws to the water. An instance is recorded in the Zoologist of a female Gallinule being seen thus employed carrying a young one in each foot; it has been observed, too, that in such cases the male bird builds a second nest, near the water's edge, to which the young retire for shelter during the night, until they are sufficiently fledged to accompany their parents to their ordinary roosting-places in trees.
It builds its nest on a tree stump, in a bush near wet areas, or in the roots of alders, but it often gets placed on a low branch of a tree that overhangs the water. The nest is a large structure made of rushes and dry flags, making it easy to find. It's also likely to be washed away by any sudden rise in the river. Additionally, the young often fall prey to pike. However, since the bird has two or sometimes three broods each year, with each brood consisting of six to eight young, its population remains stable. Sometimes the nest is located in a tree away from the water. In these cases, since the young birds are aquatic, the adult birds carry them in their claws to the water right after they hatch. A record in the Zoologist notes a female Gallinule seen carrying a young one in each foot; it has also been observed that in such cases, the male bird builds a second nest near the edge of the water, where the young can seek shelter at night until they are mature enough to join their parents at their usual roosting spots in the trees.
FÚLICA ÁTRA
The Coot, seen from a distance, either on land or water, might be mistaken for a Gallinule, flirting up its tail when it swims, jerking its head to and fro, and when on land strutting about with a precisely similar movement of all its members. On a nearer examination, it is clearly distinguished by its larger size and the white bare spot above the bill, in front, from which it is often called the Bald-headed Coot. It is only during the summer season that the two birds can be compared; for while the Gallinule remains [Pg 234] in the same waters all the year round, the Coot visits the Azores, Madeira and the Canaries, North Africa and Egypt in winter, and gets as far south as the Blue Nile. Their note, in summer, is a loud harsh cry, represented by the syllable krew, as it would be uttered by a crazy trumpet. In winter they are nearly mute. During the latter season, Coots are confined to the southern parts of the island; but in the breeding season they are more generally diffused.
The Coot, when seen from a distance, whether on land or in water, might be confused with a Gallinule, flicking its tail as it swims, moving its head side to side, and on land, walking around with a similar motion of all its body parts. Upon closer inspection, it can be easily identified by its larger size and the white bare spot above its bill, which is why it's often called the Bald-headed Coot. The two birds can only be compared during the summer; while the Gallinule stays in the same waters all year, the Coot travels to the Azores, Madeira, the Canaries, North Africa, and Egypt in the winter, reaching as far south as the Blue Nile. In summer, their call is a loud, harsh sound, similar to the syllable krew, like a crazy trumpet. In winter, they are mostly silent. During the winter months, Coots are found only in the southern parts of the island, but during the breeding season, they are more widely spread.
When seen on the sea-coast, they are readily distinguished from Ducks by the different position in which they sit on the water, with their heads low, poking forwards, and their tails sticking high above the body. When flying in large coveys, they crowd together into a mass, but when swimming scatter over a wide space.
When you see them along the coast, it’s easy to tell them apart from ducks by how they sit on the water, with their heads low and stretched forward, and their tails sticking up high. When they fly in large groups, they huddle together, but when they swim, they spread out over a wide area.
They have the same power of concealing themselves by diving among weeds that has been already said to be possessed by the Gallinule. I have seen a female Coot and her brood, when disturbed by a party of sportsmen, paddle for a small patch of rushes, and defy a long-continued and minute search conducted by keepers and clever water-dogs. The latter appeared to traverse, again and again, every square foot of the rush bed; but not a single bird was dislodged.
They have the same ability to hide by diving into weeds, as noted for the Gallinule. I've seen a female Coot and her chicks, when startled by a group of hunters, make their way to a small area of rushes, and withstand a thorough and lengthy search by keepers and skilled water-dogs. The dogs seemed to scour every inch of the rush bed repeatedly, yet not a single bird was flushed out.
Owing to drainage the Coot is less plentiful than it was, although the late Lord Lilford said it had increased much on the river Nene of recent years.
Due to drainage, the Coot is less common than it used to be, although the late Lord Lilford mentioned that it has increased significantly in the river Nene in recent years.
GRUS COMMÚNIS
From the fact of nine Cranes being recorded among the presents received at the wedding of the daughter of Mr. More, of Loseley, in 1567, it would appear that these birds were tolerably common in England at that date.
From the fact that nine cranes were noted among the gifts received at the wedding of Mr. More of Loseley's daughter in 1567, it seems these birds were fairly common in England at that time.
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![Plate_48. Kentish Plover [F] [M]; Grey Plover [M] (Summer and Winter); Golden Plover [M]; and Ringed Plover, young and [F]. Plate_48](images/plate_48.png)
Willughby, whose Ornithology was published about a hundred years later, says that Cranes were regular visitors in England, and that large flocks of them were to be found, in summer, in the fens of Lincolnshire and Cambridgeshire. Whether they bred in England, as Aldrovandus states, on the authority of an Englishman who had seen their young, he could not say on his own personal knowledge.
Willughby, whose Ornithology was published about a hundred years later, states that cranes were common visitors in England, and that large flocks of them could be found, in summer, in the fens of Lincolnshire and Cambridgeshire. He couldn't confirm whether they bred in England, as Aldrovandus claims based on the word of an Englishman who had seen their young, from his own experience.
Sir Thomas Browne, a contemporary of Willughby, writes, in his account of birds found in Norfolk: 'Cranes are often seen here in hard winters, especially about the champaign and fieldy part. It seems they have been more plentiful; for, in a bill of fare, when the mayor entertained the Duke of Norfolk, I met with Cranes in a dish.'
Sir Thomas Browne, a contemporary of Willughby, writes in his account of birds found in Norfolk: 'Cranes are often seen here in harsh winters, especially in the open and rural areas. It seems they used to be more plentiful; for in a menu when the mayor hosted the Duke of Norfolk, I found Cranes as a dish.'
Pennant, writing towards the close of the eighteenth century, says: 'On the strictest inquiry, we learn that, at present, the inhabitants of those counties are scarcely acquainted with them; we therefore conclude that these birds have left our land.' Three or four instances only of the occurrence of the Crane took place within the memory of Pennant's last editor; and about as many more are recorded by Yarrell as having come within the notice of his correspondents during the present century. It would seem, therefore, that the Crane has ceased to be a regular visitor to Britain. It is, however, still of common occurrence in many parts of the Eastern Continent, passing its summer in temperate climates, and retiring southwards at the approach of winter. Its periodical migrations are remarkable for their punctuality, it having been observed that, during a long series of years, it has invariably traversed France southward in the latter half of the month of October, returning during the latter half of the month of March. On these occasions, Cranes fly in large flocks, composed of two lines meeting at an angle, moving with no great rapidity, and alighting mostly during the day to rest and feed. At other seasons, it ceases to be gregarious, and repairs to swamps and boggy morasses, where in spring it builds a rude nest of reeds and rushes on a bank or stump of a tree, and lays two eggs. As a feeder it may be called omnivorous, so extensive is its dietary. Its note is loud and sonorous, but harsh, and is uttered when the birds are performing their flights as well as at other times.
Pennant, writing towards the end of the eighteenth century, says: 'After thorough investigation, we find that the people in those counties barely recognize them; we therefore conclude that these birds have left our land.' Only three or four sightings of the Crane have been reported within the memory of Pennant's last editor, and a few more are noted by Yarrell as having been identified by his contacts during this century. It seems that the Crane is no longer a regular visitor to Britain. However, it is still commonly found in many areas of the Eastern Continent, spending its summer in temperate climates and moving south as winter approaches. Its migrations are notable for their punctuality; it has been observed that, over many years, it consistently travels south through France in the latter half of October and returns in the latter half of March. During these migrations, Cranes fly in large flocks arranged in two lines that meet at an angle, moving at a moderate speed and primarily resting and feeding during the day. At other times of the year, they stop being social and head to swamps and boggy areas, where in spring they build a simple nest made of reeds and rushes on a bank or tree stump, laying two eggs. It can be considered omnivorous due to its wide-ranging diet. Its call is loud and resonant, though harsh, and is heard both during flight and at other times.
The Crane of the Holy Scriptures is most probably not this species, which is rare in Palestine, but another, Grus Virgo, the Crane figured on the Egyptian monuments, which periodically visits the Lake of Tiberias, and whose note is a chatter, and not the trumpet sound of the Cinereous Crane. In the north of Ireland, in Wales and perhaps elsewhere, the Heron is commonly called a Crane.
The crane mentioned in the Holy Scriptures is likely not this species, which is rare in Palestine, but another one, Grus Virgo, the crane depicted on Egyptian monuments. This crane periodically visits the Lake of Tiberias, and its call is more like a chatter than the trumpet-like sound of the Cinereous Crane. In northern Ireland, Wales, and possibly other places, the heron is commonly referred to as a crane.
A certain number of Cranes have been noticed in the Shetland Isles, and some in the Orkneys. The latest seen in Ireland was in 1884, County Mayo.
A certain number of cranes have been spotted in the Shetland Isles, and some in the Orkneys. The most recent one seen in Ireland was in 1884, County Mayo.
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OTIS TARDA
The Great Bustard was formerly not unfrequent in Britain, but of late years it has become so rare that it is now impossible to describe its habits on the testimony of a living eye-witness. In several parts of the Continent it is indeed still to be met with; but I find so many discrepancies in the various accounts which I have consulted, that it is hard to believe all the writers who describe it to have had the same bird in view. Some of these the reader may examine for himself.
The Great Bustard used to be fairly common in Britain, but in recent years it has become so rare that it’s now impossible to describe its behavior based on the observations of someone who has actually seen it. It can still be found in several parts of the continent; however, there are so many inconsistencies in the different accounts I’ve looked at that it’s difficult to believe all the authors were writing about the same bird. Some of these accounts you can check out for yourself.
The earliest mention of it which I find occurs in the Anabasis of Xenophon, who describes a plain or steppe near the Euphrates full of aromatic herbs, and abounding with Wild Asses, Ostriches, and Bustards (Otis). The latter, he says, 'could be caught when any one came on them suddenly, as they fly to a short distance like Partridges and soon give in. Their flesh is delicious.' Pliny's description of the Bustard is very brief. He says it approaches the Ostrich in size; that it is called Avis tarda in Spain, Otis in Greece; its flesh is very disagreeable, in consequence of the strong scent of its bones.' Our countryman Willughby, who wrote in the middle of the seventeenth century, gives a longer account. 'The Bustard has no hind claw, which is especially worthy of notice; for by this mark and by its size it is sufficiently distinguished from all birds of the tribe. It feeds on corn and the seeds of herbs, wild cabbage, leaves of the dandelion, etc. I have found in its crop abundance of the seeds of cicuta, with but a few grains of barley even in harvest-time. It is found on the plains near Newmarket and Royston, and elsewhere on heaths and plains. Bustards are birds of slow flight, and raise themselves from the ground with difficulty, on account of their size and weight; hence, without doubt, the name tardu was given to them by the Latins. By the Scotch, on the authority of Hector Boethius, they are called Gustardæ.'
The earliest mention of this that I found is in Xenophon's Anabasis, where he describes a plain or steppe near the Euphrates filled with fragrant herbs and abundant with Wild Asses, Ostriches, and Bustards (Otis). He notes that Bustards could be caught if approached suddenly, as they only fly a short distance like Partridges and quickly give up. Their meat is tasty. Pliny's description of the Bustard is quite brief. He says it is close in size to the Ostrich and refers to it as Avis tarda in Spain and Otis in Greece; however, its flesh is unappetizing due to the strong smell of its bones. Our fellow countryman Willughby, who wrote in the mid-seventeenth century, provides a more detailed account. "The Bustard lacks a hind claw, which is particularly noteworthy; this feature, along with its size, clearly sets it apart from all other birds of its kind. It feeds on grains and seeds of plants, wild cabbage, dandelion leaves, and so on. I’ve found plenty of cicuta seeds in its crop, with only a few barley grains even during harvest time. They are found on the plains near Newmarket and Royston, as well as other heaths and fields. Bustards have a slow flight and struggle to take off from the ground due to their size and weight; this likely led the Latins to give them the name tardu. According to Hector Boethius, the Scots call them Gustardæ."
M. Perrault, who wrote in 1676, gives an account of a tame Bustard which was kept for a while in summer in a garden, and died of cold in the winter. 'He killed mice and sparrows with [Pg 237] his bill by pinching their heads, and then swallowed them whole, even when of considerable size. It was easy to observe a large mouse going down his throat, making a moving tumour till it came to the turn of the neck; it then moved backwards, and although out of sight, yet its progress was traced by the feathers between the shoulders separating, and closing again as soon as it passed into the gizzard. He was fond of worms, and while the gardener was digging, stood by him and looked out for them. He ate the buds of flowers, and particularly of roses; also the substance of cucumbers, but not the outside. From these observations the Bustard is evidently fitted more particularly to live on animal food.'
M. Perrault, who wrote in 1676, tells the story of a tame Bustard that was kept in a garden during the summer and unfortunately died from the cold in winter. 'He killed mice and sparrows with his bill by pinching their heads, then swallowed them whole, even when they were quite large. You could easily see a big mouse going down his throat, creating a visible bump until it reached the bend of his neck; then it moved backward, and even though it was out of sight, you could follow its movement by the feathers between his shoulders parting and closing again as soon as it passed into his gizzard. He liked worms, and while the gardener was digging, he stood by, watching for them. He also ate flower buds, especially roses, and the flesh of cucumbers, but not the skin. From these observations, it’s clear that the Bustard is particularly suited to eating animal food.'
The average number of Bustards annually supplied to Chevet, the great game-dealer of the Palais Royal, Paris, about fifty years ago, was six. Its principal place of resort in France was the wild country between Arcis-sur-Aube and Châlons, in most other districts it was as little known as with us.
The average number of bustards supplied each year to Chevet, the top game dealer at the Palais Royal in Paris, around fifty years ago, was six. Their main habitat in France was the wild area between Arcis-sur-Aube and Châlons; in most other regions, they were as little known as they are here.
Several authors of undoubted veracity state that the adult male Bustard has a capacious pouch, situated along the fore part of the neck, the entrance of which is under the tongue, capable of holding several quarts of water—it is said not less than seven. Montagu, in his Ornithological Dictionary, expresses his doubt whether the bird could carry as much as seven quarts, or fourteen pounds, while flying; he admits, however, that 'it is large, as may be seen in the Leverian Museum'; and he adds, 'that it is only discoverable in adults, as it is most likely intended for the purpose of furnishing the female and young in the breeding with water.' Of this pouch a figure is given by Yarrell, copied from Edwards' Gleanings of Natural History, and there inserted on the authority of Dr. James Douglas, the discoverer. Some doubts having arisen in Mr. Yarrell's mind as to the accuracy of the statement, he took much pains to ascertain the truth by dissecting several adult males, and found no peculiarity of structure—a result which was also arrived at by Professor Owen, who dissected one with a view of obtaining a preparation of the supposed pouch for the Museum of the College of Surgeons. A paper by Mr. Yarrell,[45] read before the Linnean Society since the publication of his admirable work on Ornithology, contains many other interesting particulars respecting this bird, to which the reader is referred.
Several trustworthy authors indicate that the adult male Bustard has a large pouch located at the front of its neck, with the entrance under the tongue, capable of holding several quarts of water—it’s said to be no less than seven. Montagu, in his Ornithological Dictionary, questions whether the bird could actually carry seven quarts, or fourteen pounds, while flying; however, he acknowledges that 'it is large, as seen in the Leverian Museum.' He also notes, 'it is only found in adults, likely intended to provide the female and young with water during breeding.' A depiction of this pouch is provided by Yarrell, copied from Edwards' Gleanings of Natural History, included here on the authority of Dr. James Douglas, the discoverer. Some doubts arose in Mr. Yarrell's mind regarding the accuracy of this claim, so he made considerable efforts to verify it by dissecting several adult males and found no unique structure—a conclusion also reached by Professor Owen, who dissected one in order to obtain a specimen of the supposed pouch for the Museum of the College of Surgeons. A paper by Mr. Yarrell,[45] presented to the Linnean Society since the release of his excellent work on Ornithology, includes many other interesting details about this bird, which the reader is encouraged to explore.
Bustards have been seen in England at various intervals during the last eighty or a hundred years, sometimes in small flights and sometimes as solitary specimens, more frequently in Norfolk than in any other county, but they have ceased to breed in this country. I lately met a gentleman in Norfolk who well recollected the time when Bustards were to be met with in that county. On the lands [Pg 238] near Flamborough Head there used to be droves of them. They were occasionally seen in the middle of the large uninclosed plains with which Norfolk formerly abounded, and in such situations he had himself seen them. When disturbed they move off rapidly, employing both their feet and wings, rising heavily, but at an angle so acute that they advanced perhaps a hundred yards before they attained the height of a man. When once on the wing, they flew swiftly. They formerly bred in the parish of Deepdale, and he could himself recollect an instance when an attempt was made to rear some in captivity from the eggs, but failed. The Bustard is now only a very rare visitor to Great Britain. Its last fertile eggs were taken in Norfolk and Suffolk about the year 1838.
Bustards have been spotted in England at various times over the last eighty to a hundred years, sometimes in small groups and sometimes as lone individuals, more often in Norfolk than anywhere else, but they no longer breed in this country. I recently met a man in Norfolk who clearly remembered when Bustards were found in that county. There used to be large groups of them on the lands [Pg 238] near Flamborough Head. They were occasionally seen in the middle of the vast open plains that Norfolk used to have, and in those situations, he had seen them himself. When disturbed, they quickly take off, using both their feet and wings, rising heavily but at such a steep angle that they covered about a hundred yards before reaching the height of a person. Once in the air, they flew quickly. They used to breed in the parish of Deepdale, and he could recall a time when there was an attempt to raise some from eggs in captivity, but it didn’t succeed. The Bustard is now just a very rare visitor to Great Britain. Its last fertile eggs were collected in Norfolk and Suffolk around 1838.
GLAREOLA PRATÍNCOLA
The Pratincole, called on the Continent, but without good reason, Perdrix de mer, or Sea Partridge, is a rare visitor to Great Britain, inhabiting for the most part the northern part of Africa, and the countries in the vicinity of the Don, the Volga, the Caspian, and the Black Sea. It has been observed also from time to time in several of the countries of Europe.
The Pratincole, known on the continent as Perdrix de mer, or Sea Partridge, rarely visits Great Britain. It mainly lives in northern Africa and in countries around the Don, Volga, Caspian, and Black Sea. It has also been spotted occasionally in various European countries.
In some of its habits it resembles the Plovers, as it frequents open plains and runs with great rapidity. In nidification, also, and in the shape, colour, and markings of its eggs it is associated with the same tribe; while in its mode of flight and habit of catching flies while on the wing, it approaches the Swallows. Hence it was named by Linnæus, Hirundo pratincola, and under this designation it is figured in Bewick. Its true place in the system is, however, undoubtedly, among the waders, several of which not only feed on insects, but are expert in catching them on the wing.
In some of its habits, it is similar to Plovers, as it often frequents open plains and runs very quickly. It also resembles them in its nesting behavior and in the shape, color, and markings of its eggs. However, in its flying style and its way of catching flies while in the air, it is more like Swallows. That’s why Linnæus named it Hirundo pratincola, and it is illustrated under this name in Bewick. Its true position in the classification system, though, is definitely among the waders, several of which not only eat insects but are also skilled at catching them while flying.
ŒDICNÉMUS SCÓLOPAX
Though a citizen of the world, or at least of the eastern hemisphere, this bird is commonly known under the name of Norfolk Plover, from its being more abundant in that county than in any other. It is also called Thick-knee, from the robust conformation of this joint; and Stone Curlew, from its frequenting waste stony places and uttering a note which has been compared to the sound of the syllables curlui or turlui. Like the Cuckoo, it is more frequently heard than seen, but that only by night. In some of its habits it resembles the Bustard, and is said even to associate, in Northern Africa, with the Lesser Bustard. Its favourite places of resort are extensive plains; it runs rapidly when disturbed, and when it does take wing, flies for a considerable distance near the ground before mounting into the air. It frequents our open heaths and chalk downs and breeds in Romney Marsh and in the uplands of Kent and Sussex.
Though a citizen of the world, or at least of the eastern hemisphere, this bird is commonly known as the Norfolk Plover, because it's more abundant in that county than anywhere else. It's also called Thick-knee, due to the strong shape of that joint, and Stone Curlew, because it likes to hang out in rocky, barren areas and makes a sound that has been compared to the syllables curlui or turlui. Like the Cuckoo, it is more often heard than seen, but that’s only at night. In some of its habits, it resembles the Bustard and is even said to associate with the Lesser Bustard in Northern Africa. Its favorite spots are wide-open plains; it runs quickly when disturbed, and when it does take off, it flies for a good distance close to the ground before ascending into the sky. It often visits our open heaths and chalk downs and breeds in Romney Marsh and the uplands of Kent and Sussex.
By day the Thick-knee confines itself to the ground, either crouching or hunting for food, which consists of worms, slugs, and beetles, under stones, which it is taught by its instinct to turn over. After sunset, it takes flight, and probably rises to a great height, as its plaintive whistle, which somewhat resembles the wail of a human being, is often heard overhead when the bird is invisible. It is singularly shy, and carefully avoids the presence of human beings, whether sportsmen or labourers. Yet it is not destitute of courage, as it has been seen to defend its nest with vigour against the approach of sheep or even of dogs. Nest, properly speaking, it has none, for it contents itself with scratching a hole in the ground and depositing two eggs. The males are supposed to assist in the office of incubation. The young inherit the faculty of running at an early age, being able to leave their birth-place with facility soon after they are hatched; but the development of their wings is a work of time, for their body has attained its full size long before they are able to rise from the ground. Before taking their departure southwards in autumn, they assemble in small parties, numbering from four to six or seven, when they are somewhat more easy [Pg 240] of approach than in spring. In the chalky plains of La Marne in France they are very numerous; and here, by the aid of a light cart, fowlers in quest of them have little difficulty in shooting large numbers, the birds being less afraid of the approach of a horse than of a human being. But when obtained they are of little value, as their flesh is barely eatable.
By day, the Thick-knee stays close to the ground, either crouching or searching for food, which includes worms, slugs, and beetles, often found under stones it instinctively flips over. After sunset, it takes flight and likely ascends to a great height, as its mournful whistle, reminiscent of a human wail, is frequently heard overhead when the bird itself is out of sight. It’s notably shy and carefully avoids the presence of people, whether they are hunters or workers. However, it isn’t completely lacking in courage; it has been seen fiercely defending its nest against the approach of sheep or even dogs. Technically, it doesn’t have a proper nest, as it simply scratches a hole in the ground to lay two eggs. Males are thought to help with incubating them. The young are quick to run at an early age and can leave their birthplace shortly after hatching, but developing their wings takes time, as their bodies reach full size long before they can fly. Before heading south in autumn, they gather in small groups of four to seven, making them somewhat easier to approach than in spring. In the chalky plains of La Marne in France, they are quite numerous; here, hunters using a light cart have little trouble shooting many of them, as the birds are less afraid of a horse than of a person. But once caught, they aren't very valuable, since their flesh is barely edible.
The Thick-knee is migratory, visiting us in the beginning of April to stay till October. His flights are made by night.
The Thick-knee migrates, arriving in early April and staying until October. It travels at night.
CURSORIUS GALLICUS
Though the specific name Europæus would seem to imply that this bird is of frequent occurrence in Europe, this is not the case. Not more than three or four have been observed in Great Britain, at various intervals, from 1785 to 1827; and on the Continent it is an equally rare visitor to the plains of Provence and Languedoc.
Though the name Europæus suggests that this bird is commonly found in Europe, that's not true. Only three or four have been spotted in Great Britain at different times between 1785 and 1827, and on the continent, it's just as rare in the plains of Provence and Languedoc.
It is a native of Syria, Egypt, and Abyssinia, frequenting pools and other moist situations. It is singularly fearless of man, and when disturbed prefers to run, which it does very swiftly, rather than to take flight. Its winter residence is supposed to be the central lakes of Africa, from which it returns to the countries named above early in autumn, and disappears at the approach of winter. Nothing is known of its nidification. About the autumn of 1868 one was shot in Lanarkshire.
It comes from Syria, Egypt, and Abyssinia, often found near pools and other wet areas. It is remarkably unafraid of humans and, when startled, prefers to run quickly instead of flying away. Its winter home is believed to be in the central lakes of Africa, from which it returns to the previously mentioned countries at the beginning of autumn, then disappears as winter approaches. Nothing is known about its nesting habits. In the autumn of 1868, one was shot in Lanarkshire.
CHARÁDRIUS PLUVIALIS
The Golden Plover is a common bird in the south of England during the winter months, and in the mountainous parts of Scotland and the north of England during the rest of the year; yet so different are its habits and plumage at the extremes of these two seasons, that the young naturalist who has had no opportunities of observing them in their transition stage, and has had no access to trustworthy [Pg 241] books, might be forgiven for setting down the two forms of the bird as distinct species.
The Golden Plover is a common bird in southern England during the winter, and in the mountainous areas of Scotland and northern England the rest of the year. However, its habits and appearance are so different between these two seasons that a young naturalist who hasn't had the chance to observe the changes and doesn't have access to reliable [Pg 241] books might wrongly assume that the two versions of the bird are separate species.
In the hilly districts of the north of Europe, Golden Plovers are numerous, sometimes being, with Ptarmigans, the only birds which relieve the solitude of the desolate wastes. Though numerous in the same localities, they are not gregarious during spring and summer, and are remarkable for their fearlessness of man. So tame, indeed, are they that, in little-frequented places, when disturbed by the traveller they will run along the stony ground a few yards in front of him, then fly a few yards, then stand and stare and run along as before. On such occasions they frequently utter their singular cry—the note so often referred to in Sir Walter Scott's poems—which, like the Nightingale's song, is considered simply plaintive or painfully woe-begone, according to the natural temperament or occasional mood of the hearer. This bird builds no nest; a natural depression in the ground, unprotected by bush, heather or rock, serves its purpose, and here the female lays four eggs, much pointed at one end, and arranges them in accordance with this.
In the hilly regions of northern Europe, Golden Plovers are abundant, sometimes sharing the landscape with Ptarmigans as the only birds to break the silence of the barren areas. Although they are plentiful in these areas, they aren’t social during spring and summer and are notable for their lack of fear towards humans. In fact, they can be so tame that in remote places, when startled by a traveler, they will run a few yards ahead on the rocky ground, then fly a short distance, pause to look back, and continue running again. During these moments, they often make their unique call—the sound frequently mentioned in Sir Walter Scott's poetry—which, like the Nightingale’s song, can be seen as either simply sad or deeply sorrowful, depending on the listener's mood or temperament. This bird doesn’t build a nest; it uses a natural dip in the ground, unshielded by bushes, heather, or rocks, for that purpose, where the female lays four eggs that are pointed at one end, arranging them accordingly.
At the approach of autumn, no matter where their summer may have been passed, Plovers migrate southwards in large flights, those from Scotland to the southern counties of England, where they frequent wide moist pastures, heaths, and reclaimed marshland. From the northern parts of the continent of Europe they take their departure in October, either to the European shores of the Mediterranean, or to the plains of Northern Africa. In these migrations they are not unfrequently joined by Starlings. They travel in close array, forming large flocks much wider than deep, moving their sharp wings rapidly, and making a whizzing sound which may be heard a long way off. Now and then, as if actuated by a single impulse, they sweep towards the ground, suddenly alter the direction of their flight, then wheel upwards with the regularity of a machine, and either alight or pursue their onward course. This habit of skimming along the ground and announcing their approach beforehand, is turned to good purpose by the bird-catcher, who imitates their note, attracts the whole flight to sweep down into his neighbourhood, and captures them in his net, a hundred at a time, or, when they are within range, has no difficulty in killing from twelve to twenty at a shot. Not unfrequently, too, when some members of a flock have been killed or wounded, the remainder, before they remove out of danger, wheel round and sweep just over the heads of their ill-fated companions, as if for the purpose of inquiring the reason why they have deserted the party, or of alluring them to join it once more. This habit is not peculiar to Plovers, but may be noticed in the case of several of the sea-side waders, as Dunlins and Sanderlings. In severe winter weather they desert the meadows, in which the worms have descended into the ground [Pg 242] beyond the reach of frost, and so of their bills, and resort to the muddy or sandy sea-shore. In the Hebrides it is said that they do not migrate at all, but simply content themselves with shifting from the moors to the shore and back again, according to the weather. In the northern parts of France, on the other hand, they are only known as passengers on their way to the south. From making their appearance in the rainy season they are there called pluviers, whence our name Plover, which, however, is supposed by some to have been given to them for their indicating by their movements coming changes in the weather, in which respect indeed their skill is marvellous.
As autumn arrives, no matter where they spent their summer, Plovers migrate south in large flocks. Those from Scotland head to the southern counties of England, where they like to gather in wide, wet pastures, heaths, and reclaimed marshes. From the northern parts of mainland Europe, they leave in October, either heading to the European coastline of the Mediterranean or to the plains of Northern Africa. During these migrations, they are often joined by Starlings. They travel closely together, forming large flocks that are wider than they are deep, beating their sharp wings quickly and creating a whizzing sound that can be heard from far away. Occasionally, as if driven by a single urge, they swoop down towards the ground, sharply change their flight direction, then angle upwards with machine-like precision, either landing or continuing on their path. This behavior of skimming low to the ground and signaling their approach is exploited by bird-catchers, who mimic their calls to lure the entire flock down to their area and trap them in nets, sometimes capturing up to a hundred at once, or, when in range, easily shooting twelve to twenty at a time. Often, when some flock members have been killed or injured, the others circle back and fly just over their unfortunate companions, as if trying to understand why they have separated or to entice them to rejoin. This behavior isn’t unique to Plovers; it can also be observed in several seaside waders like Dunlins and Sanderlings. In harsh winter conditions, they leave the meadows, where the worms have gone underground beyond the reach of frost and their beaks, and move to the muddy or sandy seashore. In the Hebrides, it is said that they don’t migrate at all; they simply shift between the moors and the shore depending on the weather. In the northern parts of France, however, they are only seen as travelers heading south. They appear during the rainy season, earning the name pluviers, which is where our name "Plover" comes from. Some believe this name was given to them because their movements signal changing weather, a skill in which they truly excel.
The Golden Plover, sometimes called also Yellow Plover, and Green Plover, is found at various seasons In most countries of Europe; but the Golden Plovers of Asia and America are considered to be different species.
The Golden Plover, also known as the Yellow Plover and Green Plover, can be found in many countries across Europe during different seasons; however, the Golden Plovers in Asia and America are regarded as different species.
SQUATÁROLA HELVETICA
Many of the Waders agree in wearing, during winter, plumage in a great measure of a different hue from that which characterizes them in summer; and, as a general rule, the winter tint is lighter than that of summer. This change is, in fact, but an extension of the law which clothes several of the quadrupeds with a dusky or a snowy fur in accordance with the season. The Grey Plover, as seen in England, well deserves its name, for, as it frequents our shores in the winter alone, it is only known to us as a bird grey above and white below. But in summer the under plumage is decidedly black, and in this respect it bears a close resemblance to the Golden Plover, with which, in spite of the presence of a rudimentary fourth toe, it is closely allied. My friend, the Rev. W. S. Hore, informs me that he has seen them in Norfolk wearing the full black plumage in May. The occurrence of the bird, however, in this condition, in England, is exceptional; while in the northern regions, both of the Old and New World, it must be unusual to see an adult bird in any other than the sable plumage of summer.
Many of the Waders agree that during winter, they wear feathers that are mostly a different color from their summer plumage; generally, the winter color is lighter than the summer one. This change is basically an extension of the same rule that gives several mammals a dark or snowy coat depending on the season. The Grey Plover, as found in England, truly earns its name, since it only visits our shores in winter, being recognized as a bird that is grey on top and white underneath. However, in summer, its under plumage is distinctly black, making it look quite similar to the Golden Plover, with which it is closely related despite having a small fourth toe. My friend, Rev. W. S. Hore, has told me he has seen them in Norfolk sporting the full black plumage in May. However, spotting the bird in this state in England is rare; in the northern regions of both the Old and New Worlds, it is likely unusual to see an adult bird in anything other than the black plumage of summer.
The Grey Plover is a bird of extensive geographical range, being known in Japan, India, New Guinea, the Cape of Good Hope, Egypt, [Pg 243] the continent of Europe, and North America. In this country, as I have observed, it occurs from autumn to spring, frequenting the sea-shore, and picking up worms and other animal productions cast up by the sea. Grey Plovers are less abundant than Golden Plovers; yet, in severe seasons they assemble in numerous small flocks on the shores of the eastern counties, and, as Meyer well observes, they are disposed to be "sociable, not only towards their own species, but to every other coast bird. When a party either go towards the shore, or leave it for the meadows and flat wastes, they unanimously keep together; but when alighting, they mix with every other species, and thus produce a motley group." They fly in flocks, varying from five to twenty or more, keeping in a line, more or less curved, or in two lines forming an angle. Their flight is strong and rapid, rarely direct, but sweeping in wide semicircles. As they advance they alternately show their upper and under plumage, but more frequently the latter; for they generally keep at a height of sixty or a hundred yards from the ground, in this respect differing from Ringed Plovers, Dunlins, etc. Occasionally one or two of the flock utter a loud whistle, which seems to be a signal for all to keep close order. Just as Starlings habitually alight wherever they see Rooks or Gulls feeding, so the Grey Plovers join themselves on to any society of birds which has detected a good hunting-ground. During a single walk along the sands I have observed them mixed up with Dunlins, Knots, Gulls, Redshanks, and Royston Crows; but in no instance was I able to approach near enough to note their habit of feeding. They were always up and away before any other birds saw danger impending. In autumn they are less shy.
The Grey Plover is a bird with a wide geographical range, found in Japan, India, New Guinea, the Cape of Good Hope, Egypt, [Pg 243] Europe, and North America. In my experience, they are present in this country from autumn to spring, often seen along the seashore, picking at worms and other sea life washed up by the tide. Grey Plovers are not as common as Golden Plovers; however, during harsh weather, they gather in small flocks along the eastern coasts. As Meyer mentions, they tend to be “sociable, not only with their own kind but with other shorebirds as well. When a group heads to the shore or moves from it to meadows and flat areas, they stay together, but when they land, they mix with other species, creating a colorful mix.” They usually fly in flocks of five to twenty or more, maintaining a somewhat curved or angled line. Their flight is powerful and fast, rarely direct, often sweeping in wide arcs. As they move, they alternately display their upper and lower feathers, but more often the latter; they typically fly at heights of sixty to a hundred yards above ground, differing in this way from Ringed Plovers, Dunlins, and others. Occasionally, one or two in the group will let out a loud whistle, which seems to signal everyone to stay closely grouped. Just as Starlings tend to land where they see Rooks or Gulls feeding, Grey Plovers will join any group of birds that has found a good foraging spot. During one walk along the beach, I saw them mingling with Dunlins, Knots, Gulls, Redshanks, and Royston Crows; however, I could never get close enough to observe how they feed, as they always took off before any other birds noticed the approaching danger. They are less skittish in autumn.
The people on the coast describe the Grey Plover as the shyest of all the Waders, and could give me no information as to its habits; but Meyer, whose description of this bird is very accurate in other respects, states that "its general appearance is peculiar to itself; it walks about on the ground slowly and with grace, and stops every now and then to pick up its food; it carries its body in a horizontal position on straight legs, and its head very close to its body, consequently increasing the thick appearance of the head."
The people on the coast say that the Grey Plover is the shyest of all the wading birds and couldn’t give me any details about its behavior. However, Meyer, who gives a very accurate description of this bird in other ways, states that "its overall look is unique; it walks slowly and gracefully on the ground, stopping occasionally to forage for food. It holds its body horizontally on straight legs, with its head held close to its body, which makes its head look thicker."
The Grey Plover breeds in high latitudes, making a slight hollow in the ground, and employing a few blades of grass. It lays four eggs, on which it sits so closely that it will almost be trodden on. When thus disturbed its ways remind one of the Ringed Plover.
The Grey Plover nests in northern regions, creating a small depression in the ground and using a few blades of grass. It lays four eggs, which it incubates so closely that it could almost be stepped on. When disturbed, its behavior is similar to that of the Ringed Plover.
EUDROMIAS MORINELLUS
The Dotterel, Little Dotard, or Morinellus, 'little fool', received both the one and the other of its names from its alleged stupidity. 'It is a silly bird', says Willughby, writing in 1676; 'but as an article of food a great delicacy. It is caught in the night by lamplight, in accordance with the movements of the fowler. For if he stretch out his arm, the bird extends a wing; if he a leg, the bird does the same. In short, whatever the fowler does, the Dotterel does the same. And so intent is it on the movements of its pursuer, that it is unawares entangled in the net.' Such, at least, was the common belief; and Pennant alludes to it, quoting the following passage from the poet Drayton
The Dotterel, Little Dotard, or Morinellus, meaning 'little fool', got its names from its supposed stupidity. "It's a silly bird," says Willughby, writing in 1676; "but as a food item, it's a great delicacy. It's caught at night using lamplight, matching the movements of the hunter. If he stretches out his arm, the bird extends a wing; if he lifts a leg, the bird does the same. In short, whatever the hunter does, the Dotterel mimics. And it's so focused on the movements of its pursuer that it unwittingly gets caught in the net." This was the common belief, and Pennant mentions it, quoting the following passage from the poet Drayton.
The Dotterel has been observed in many of the English counties both in spring and autumn, and has been known to breed in the mountainous parts of the north of England; but I may remark that the name is frequently given in Norfolk and elsewhere to the Ringed Plover, to which bird also belong the eggs collected on the sea-coast, and sold as Dotterel's eggs.
The Dotterel has been seen in many English counties during both spring and autumn, and it has been known to breed in the northern mountainous regions of England. However, I should point out that the name is often mistakenly used in Norfolk and other places to refer to the Ringed Plover, to which the eggs collected on the coastline and sold as Dotterel's eggs also belong.
ÆGIALITIS HIATÍCULA
On almost any part of the sea-coast of Britain, where there is a wide expanse of sand left at low water, a bird may often be noticed, not much larger than a Lark, grey above and white below, a patch of black on the forehead and under the eye, a white ring round the neck, and a black one below. If the wind be high, or rain be falling, the observer will be able to get near enough to see these markings; for sea-birds generally are less acute observers in foul weather than in fair. On a nearer approach, the bird will fly up, uttering a soft, sweet, plaintive whistle of two notes, and, having performed a rapid, semicircular flight, will probably alight at no great distance, and repeat its note. If it has settled on the plain sand or on the water's edge, or near a tidal pool, it runs rapidly, without hopping, stoops its head, picks up a worm, a portion of shellfish, or a sand-hopper, runs, stops, pecks, and runs again, but does not allow any one to come so near as before. The next time that it alights, it may select, perhaps, the beach of shells and pebbles above high-water mark. Then it becomes at once invisible; or, if the observer be very keen-sighted, he may be able to detect it while it is in motion, but then only. Most probably, let him mark ever so accurately with his eye the exact spot on which he saw it alight, and let him walk up to the spot without once averting his eye, he will, on his arrival, find it gone. It has run ahead with a speed marvellous in so small a biped, and is pecking among the stones a hundred yards off. Its name is the Ringed Plover, or Ringed Dotterel. Fishermen on the coast call it a Stone-runner, a most appropriate name; others call it a Sea Lark. In ornithological works it is described under the former of these names.
On almost any part of the British coastline, where there's a wide stretch of sand during low tide, you might often notice a bird about the size of a lark, grey on its back and white underneath, with a black patch on its forehead and under its eye, a white ring around its neck, and a black one below it. If it’s windy or raining, you can get close enough to see these markings, since seabirds are usually less alert in bad weather than in good. As you approach, the bird will take off, making a soft, sweet, plaintive whistle with two notes, and after performing a quick semicircular flight, it’ll probably land not far away and repeat its call. If it lands on the flat sand, by the water's edge, or near a tidal pool, it will run quickly without hopping, lower its head, pick up a worm, a piece of shellfish, or a sand-hopper, then run, stop, peck, and run again, but it won’t let anyone get as close as before. The next time it lands, it might choose the shell and pebble beach above the high-water mark. At that point, it becomes nearly invisible; or, if you're very observant, you might spot it while it's moving, but only then. Even if you carefully mark the exact spot where you saw it land and walk right up to it without taking your eyes off that spot, when you get there, it’ll likely be gone. It has swiftly moved ahead, surprising for such a small bird, and is now pecking among the stones a hundred yards away. Its name is the Ringed Plover, or Ringed Dotterel. Fishermen on the coast call it a Stone-runner, which is a fitting name; others refer to it as a Sea Lark. In ornithological literature, it is noted under the former name.
The Ringed Plover frequents the shores of Great Britain all the year round. It is a social bird, but less so in spring than at any other season; for the females are then employed in the important business of incubation, and the males are too attentive to their mates to engage in picnics on the sands. The nest is a simple hollow in the sand, above high-water mark, or on the shingly beach; and here the female lays four large, pointed eggs, which are arranged in the nest with all the small ends together. The young are able [Pg 246] to run as soon as they break the shell; but, having no power of flight for a long time, avoid impending danger by scattering and hiding among the stones. The old bird, on such occasions, uses her wings; but not to desert her charge. She flies up to the intruder, and, like other members of the same family, endeavours to entice him away by counterfeiting lameness or some injury.
The Ringed Plover is found along the shores of Great Britain all year round. It's a social bird, but less so in spring than at any other time; during this season, the females are busy with the important task of incubating eggs, and the males are too focused on their partners to hang out on the beach. The nest is just a simple hollow in the sand, located above the high-water mark or on the rocky beach; here, the female lays four large, pointed eggs, which she arranges in the nest with all the small ends facing the same way. The young are able to run as soon as they hatch; however, since they can't fly for a while, they avoid danger by scattering and hiding among the stones. The parent bird, in these situations, uses her wings, but she doesn’t abandon her young. Instead, she flies up to the intruder and, like other birds in her family, tries to lure it away by pretending to be injured or lame.
The Ringed Plover sometimes goes inland to rear her young, and lays her eggs in a sandy warren, on the bank of a river or the margin of a lake; but when the young are able to fly, old and young together repair to the sea-shore, collecting in flocks, and for the most part continuing to congregate until the following spring. Their flight is rapid and sweeping, consisting of a succession of curves, while performing which they show sometimes their upper grey plumage, and at other times the under, which is of a dazzling white. Occasionally, too, as they wheel from one tack to another, every bird is lost sight of, owing to the perfect unanimity with which, at the same instant, they alter their course, and to the incapacity of the human eye to follow the rapid change from a dark hue to a light.
The Ringed Plover sometimes heads inland to raise her young, laying her eggs in a sandy burrow on the bank of a river or the edge of a lake; but once the chicks can fly, both adults and young ones return to the seashore, gathering in flocks and mostly staying together until the next spring. Their flight is fast and sweeping, made up of a series of curves, during which they occasionally show their upper grey feathers and at other times their dazzling white undersides. Sometimes, when they shift direction, every bird becomes indistinguishable because they all change course at the same moment, and the human eye can’t keep up with the quick switch from dark to light.
Not unfrequently one falls in with a solitary individual which has been left behind by its companions, or has strayed from the flock. Such a bird, when disturbed, utters its whistle more frequently than on ordinary occasions, and, as its note is not difficult of imitation, I have often enticed a stray bird to fly close up to me, answering all the while. But it has rarely happened that I have succeeded in practising the deception on the same bird a second time.
Not infrequently, you come across a lonely bird that has been left behind by its group or has wandered off from the flock. When disturbed, this bird whistles more often than usual, and since its call is easy to imitate, I've often managed to lure a stray bird to come close to me, responding all the while. However, it’s rare for me to pull off the same trick on the same bird a second time.
ÆGIALITIS CANTIANA
The Kentish Plover differs from the preceding in its inferior size, in having a narrower stripe of black on the cheeks, and in wanting the black ring round the neck. It is found from time to time in various parts of the country, breeding in Kent, Sussex and the Channel Islands, but is most abundant on the shores of the Mediterranean. Its habits resemble closely those of the allied species.
The Kentish Plover is smaller than the previous species, has a thinner black stripe on its cheeks, and lacks the black ring around its neck. It's sometimes found in different areas of the country, breeding in Kent, Sussex, and the Channel Islands, but it’s most common along the Mediterranean shores. Its behavior is very similar to that of related species.
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On the authority of the Greek historian Herodotus, a little bird is found in Egypt called the Tróchilus, which is noted for the friendly and courageous office it performs for the Crocodile. This unwieldy monster, having no flexible tongue wherewith to cleanse its mouth, comes on shore after its meals, opens its jaws, and allows the Tróchilus to enter and pick off the leeches and fragments of food, which, adhering to its teeth, interfere, with its comfort. This story was long believed to be a fable; but the French naturalist Geoffrey de Saint Hilaire has, in modern times, confirmed the veracity of the father of history, and pronounces the Tróchilus of the ancients to be the Pluvier à Collier interrompu, the subject of the present chapter. The Cayman of South America is also said to be indebted for a similar service to the kindly offices of a little bird, which, however, is not a Plover, but a Toddy.
According to the Greek historian Herodotus, there’s a little bird in Egypt called the Tróchilus, famous for the friendly and brave role it plays for the Crocodile. This bulky creature, lacking a flexible tongue to clean its mouth, comes ashore after eating, opens its jaws, and lets the Tróchilus come in to remove leeches and leftover bits of food stuck in its teeth that disrupt its comfort. For a long time, this story was thought to be a myth; however, modern French naturalist Geoffrey de Saint Hilaire has confirmed that the father of history was telling the truth, identifying the ancient Tróchilus as the Pluvier à Collier interrompu, which is the focus of this chapter. The Cayman in South America is also said to receive similar help from a little bird, but instead of a Plover, it's a Toddy.
VANELLUS VULGARIS
The Peewit, or Green Plover, as it is sometimes called, is among the best known birds indigenous to the British Isles. This notoriety it owes to several causes. The lengthened feathers on the back of its head, forming a crest, at once distinguish it from every other British Wader. Its peculiar flight, consisting of a series of wide slow flappings with its singularly rounded wings, furnishes a character by which it may be recognized at a great distance; and its strange note, resembling the word 'peweet' uttered in a high screaming tone, cannot be mistaken for the note of any other bird. In London and other large towns of England its eggs also are well known to most people; for 'Plovers' eggs', as they are called, are considered great delicacies.
The Peewit, or Green Plover, as it's sometimes known, is one of the best-known birds native to the British Isles. Its fame comes from several reasons. The long feathers on the back of its head form a crest that sets it apart from all other British waders. Its unique flight, characterized by a series of slow, wide flaps with its oddly rounded wings, allows it to be recognized from quite a distance; and its distinctive call, sounding like the word 'peweet' shouted in a high-pitched tone, can’t be confused with the call of any other bird. In London and other large cities in England, many people are familiar with its eggs; 'Plover's eggs', as they are called, are considered a real delicacy.
Peewits are found in abundance in most parts of Europe and Asia from Ireland to Japan. They are essentially Plovers in all their habits, except, perhaps, that they do not run so rapidly as some others of the tribe. They inhabit the high grounds in open countries, the borders of lakes and marshes and low unenclosed wastes, and may not unfrequently be seen in the large meadows, which in some districts extend from the banks of rivers. They are partially migratory; hence they may appear at a certain season in some particular spot, and be entirely lost sight of for many [Pg 248] months. Individuals which have been bred in high latitudes are more precise in their periods of migration than those bred in the south. In Kamtschatka, for instance, their southern migration is so regular that the month of October has received the name of the 'Lapwing month'. In Britain their wanderings are both more uncertain and limited; for, though they assemble in flocks in autumn, they only migrate from exposed localities to spots which, being more sheltered, afford them a better supply of food.
Peewits are commonly found in many areas of Europe and Asia, from Ireland to Japan. They behave like plovers in almost every way, but they tend to run not as fast as some of their relatives. They live in high, open areas, near lakes and marshes, and in low, uncultivated land. You can often see them in large meadows that stretch from riverbanks in certain regions. They are somewhat migratory, so they might show up in a specific location during certain seasons and then disappear for many months. Birds raised in northern regions tend to have more consistent migration patterns than those from the south. For example, in Kamchatka, their southern migration is so predictable that October is known as 'Lapwing month.' In Britain, their movements are less certain and more limited; while they gather in flocks during autumn, they only migrate from exposed areas to more sheltered locations that provide better food sources.
In April and May these birds deposit their eggs, making no further preparation than that of bringing together a few stalks and placing them in a shallow depression in the ground. The number of eggs is always four, and they are placed in the order so common among the Waders, crosswise. Lapwings are to a certain extent social, even in the breeding season, in so far that a considerable number usually frequent the same marsh or common. It is at this season that they utter most frequently their characteristic cry, a note which is never musical, and heard by the lonely traveller (as has happened to myself more than once by night) is particularly wild, harsh, and dispiriting. Now, too, one may approach near enough to them to notice the winnowing movement of their wings, which has given them the name of Lapwing in England and Vanneau in France (from van, a fan). The young are able to run as soon as they have burst the shell, and follow their parents to damp ground, where worms, slugs, and insects are most abundant. When the young have acquired the use of their wings, the families of a district unite into flocks. They are then very wary, and can rarely be approached without difficulty; but as they are considered good eating, many of them fall before the fowler.
In April and May, these birds lay their eggs, doing no more than gathering a few stalks and placing them in a shallow nest on the ground. There are always four eggs, arranged in the typical crosswise manner of Waders. Lapwings are somewhat social, even during breeding season, as they often gather in groups in the same marsh or common. This is also when they frequently make their distinctive call, which is never melodic, and is heard by solitary travelers (as I’ve experienced more than once at night) as particularly wild, harsh, and dispiriting. At this time, you can get close enough to see the winnowing motion of their wings, which is why they're called Lapwing in England and Vanneau in France (from van, meaning fan). The young can run as soon as they hatch and follow their parents to wet areas where worms, slugs, and insects are plentiful. Once the young can use their wings, local families come together in flocks. They become very cautious and are rarely approached easily; however, since they are considered good to eat, many of them fall to hunters.
HÆMÁTOPUS OSTRATEGUS
The plumage of this species is entirely black and white; head, neck, scapulars and terminal half of the tail black; rump, upper tail-coverts white; legs and toes pink; eyelids crimson. Length, sixteen inches. The young have the feathers of the back and wings margined with brown. The Oyster Catcher inhabits the shores of Great Britain and Ireland throughout the year. The first time I came upon a flock of these birds I was able to approach them nearer than on any other occasion. They frequently uttered a harsh note in a high key which, though unmusical, harmonized well with the scenery. I had many other opportunities of observing them on the shores of the Scottish lochs, and I was [Pg 249] once induced, on the recommendation of a friend, to have one served up for dinner as an agreeable variation from the bacon and herrings which mainly constitute the dietary of a Scottish fishing-village inn. But I did not repeat the experiment, preferring fish pure and simple to fish served up through the medium of a fowl. The nature of its food sufficiently accounts for its strong flavour. Oyster Catchers frequent rocky promontories or the broad banks of mud, sand, and ooze, which stretch out from low portions of the coast. Here they feed on mussels and other bivalves, limpets, worms, crustacea, and small fish; mixing freely with other birds while on the ground, but keeping to themselves while performing their flights. In their mode of using their wings they remind the spectator of Ducks rather than of Plovers, and they advance in a line, sometimes in single file, one after another, but more frequently wing by wing. When they alight, too, it is not with a circular sweep, but with a sailing movement. When the mud-banks are covered by the tide they move to a short distance inland, and pick up slugs and insects in the meadows, or betake themselves to salt marshes and rocky headlands. They have also been observed many miles away from the coast; but this is a rare occurrence. Their nest is generally a slight depression among the shingle above high-water mark; but on rocky shores they make an attempt at a nest, collecting a few blades of grass and scraps of sea-weed. They lay three or four eggs, and the young are able to run soon after breaking the shell.
The feathers of this species are completely black and white; the head, neck, scapulars, and the last half of the tail are black; the rump and upper tail coverts are white; the legs and toes are pink; the eyelids are crimson. They measure about sixteen inches in length. The young birds have their back and wing feathers edged with brown. The Oyster Catcher lives along the shores of Great Britain and Ireland all year round. The first time I encountered a flock of these birds, I was able to get closer to them than on any other occasion. They often made a harsh, high-pitched sound that, although not melodic, fit well with the scenery. I had many other chances to observe them along the shores of the Scottish lochs, and I was once persuaded, on a friend’s suggestion, to have one served for dinner as a nice change from the bacon and herring that mainly fill the menu of a Scottish fishing village inn. However, I didn’t try it again, preferring simple fish to fish that has been prepared like poultry. The strong flavor of the Oyster Catcher can be attributed to its diet. They are often found on rocky outcrops or on the wide banks of mud, sand, and muck that extend from the lower parts of the coast. They feed on mussels and other bivalves, limpets, worms, crustaceans, and small fish; they mingle with other birds while on the ground but keep to themselves while in flight. In the way they use their wings, they remind the observer more of Ducks than of Plovers, moving in a line, often one after another in single file, but more commonly wing by wing. When they land, it’s not with a circular sweep but with a gliding motion. When the mud banks are covered by the tide, they move a bit inland and look for slugs and insects in the meadows, or they head to salt marshes and rocky headlands. They have also been seen several miles away from the coast, but this is uncommon. Their nest is usually just a slight depression in the shingle above the high-water mark; on rocky shores, they make an attempt at a nest by gathering a few blades of grass and bits of seaweed. They lay three or four eggs, and the young can run soon after they break out of the shell.
In high latitudes Oyster Catchers are migratory, leaving their breeding grounds in autumn, and returning in the spring; consequently, those coasts from which they never depart afford an asylum in winter to vast numbers of strangers, in addition to their native population. On the coast of Norfolk, for example, they are to be seen in small parties all through the summer; but in winter, especially if it be a severe one, they may be reckoned by thousands. They here seem to have favourite spots on which to pass the night. One of these is what is called the "Eastern point" of Brancaster Marsh, a place of perfect security, for it is difficult of access under any circumstances, and cannot be approached at all with any chance of concealment on the part of the intruder. Towards this point I have seen line after line winging their way, all about the same hour, just before sunset, all following the line of the coast, but taking care to keep well out at sea, and all advancing with perfect regularity, every individual in a company being at the same height above the water. They are very wary at this season, insomuch that though I must have seen many thousands, and examined upwards of twenty species of sea-shore birds, which had been shot in the neighbourhood, not a single Oyster Catcher was brought to me.
In high latitudes, Oyster Catchers migrate, leaving their breeding grounds in autumn and returning in the spring. As a result, the coasts where they never leave provide shelter in winter to many newcomers, in addition to their resident population. On the coast of Norfolk, for instance, they can be seen in small groups throughout the summer; but in winter, especially during harsh weather, they can number in the thousands. They seem to have favorite spots to spend the night. One of these is what's known as the "Eastern point" of Brancaster Marsh, which is completely secure since it's hard to access in any situation, making it impossible for intruders to approach without being noticed. I’ve seen lines of them flying towards this spot around the same time, just before sunset, all following the coastline but staying well out at sea, progressing in perfect order, with each bird in the group flying at the same height above the water. They are very cautious at this time of year; in fact, even though I must have seen thousands and checked more than twenty species of shorebirds that had been shot nearby, not a single Oyster Catcher was brought to me.
A common name for this bird is Sea-pie, another appropriate [Pg 250] one is 'Mussel picker'; and it is thought that 'Catcher' comes from the Dutch aekster (magpie). The note is a shrill keep, keep. It swims well, and sometimes it will take to the water of its own accord. Although the nest is commonly on shingle or among sand-hills, or a tussock of sea-pink on a narrow ledge of rock, Mr. Howard Saunders has seen eggs of this bird in the emptied nest of a Herring-gull and on the summit of a lofty 'stack.'
A common name for this bird is Sea-pie, and another fitting name is 'Mussel picker'; it's thought that 'Catcher' comes from the Dutch aekster (magpie). Its call is a sharp keep, keep. It swims well and sometimes enters the water on its own. Although it usually nests on shingle or among sand hills, or in a clump of sea-pink on a narrow ledge of rock, Mr. Howard Saunders has found its eggs in the abandoned nest of a Herring-gull and on the top of a tall 'stack.'
STRÉPSILAS INTÉRPRES
The Turnstone is a regular annual visitor to the shores of Great Britain, and indeed of almost every other country, having been observed as far north as Greenland, and as far south as the Straits of Magellan; but it is rarely inland. It arrives on our coasts about the beginning of August, not in large flocks like the Plovers, but in small parties, each of which, it is conjectured, constitutes a family. It is a bird of elegant form and beautiful parti-coloured plumage, active in its habits, a nimble runner, and an indefatigable hunter after food. In size it is intermediate between the Grey Plover and Sanderling, being about as big as a Thrush. The former of these birds it resembles in its disposition to feed in company with birds of different species, and its impatience of the approach of man. For this latter reason it does not often happen that any one can get near enough to these birds to watch their manœuvres while engaged in the occupation from which they have derived their name, though their industry is often apparent from the number of pebbles and shells found dislodged from their socket on the sands where a family has been feeding. Audubon, who had the good fortune to fall in with a party on a retired sea-coast, where, owing to the rare appearance of human beings, they were less fearful than is their wont, describes their operations with his usual felicity: "They were not more than fifteen or twenty yards distant, and I was delighted to see the ingenuity with which they turned over the oyster-shells, clods of mud, and other small bodies left exposed by the retiring tide. Whenever the object was not too large, the bird bent its legs to half their length, placed its bill beneath it, and [Pg 251] with a sudden quick jerk of the head pushed it off, when it quickly picked up the food which was thus exposed to view, and walked deliberately to the next shell to perform the same operation. In several instances, when the clusters of oyster-shells or clods of mud were too heavy to be removed in the ordinary way, they would not only use the bill and head, but also the breast, pushing the object with all their strength, and reminding me of the labour which I have undergone in turning over a large turtle. Among the sea-weeds that had been cast on shore, they used only the bill, tossing the garbage from side to side with a dexterity extremely pleasant to behold.[46] In like manner I saw there four Turnstones examine almost every part of the shore along a space of from thirty to forty yards; after which I drove them away, that our hunters might not kill them on their return."
The Turnstone visits the shores of Great Britain every year, as well as almost every other country, being spotted as far north as Greenland and as far south as the Straits of Magellan; however, it's rarely seen inland. It arrives on our coasts around early August, not in large groups like the Plovers, but in small parties, each thought to be a family. It's a bird with a graceful build and strikingly colorful feathers, known for being active, quick on its feet, and tireless in its search for food. In size, it falls between the Grey Plover and the Sanderling, roughly the size of a Thrush. It shares characteristics with the Grey Plover, such as the tendency to feed alongside different species and being skittish around humans. Because of this, it's uncommon to get close enough to observe these birds while they're feeding, though their hard work is often evident from the pebbles and shells shifted around on the sands where a family has been foraging. Audubon, who was lucky enough to encounter a group on a secluded coastline where they were less fearful due to the rarity of humans, described their behavior with his usual talent: "They were no more than fifteen or twenty yards away, and I was thrilled to see how cleverly they flipped over oyster shells, clumps of mud, and other small items left by the receding tide. When the object was not too heavy, the bird bent its legs to half their length, positioned its beak underneath it, and with a quick jerk of its head, shoved it aside, quickly grabbing the food that was revealed and then moving deliberately to the next shell to do the same. In several instances, when the clusters of oyster shells or mud were too heavy to shift normally, they would use not only their beaks and heads but also their chests, pushing the object with all their strength, reminding me of the effort I’ve put into turning over a large turtle. Among the seaweed washed ashore, they only used their beaks, adeptly tossing the debris from side to side in a way that was quite enjoyable to watch. In a similar fashion, I saw four Turnstones inspect nearly every part of the shore along a stretch of thirty to forty yards; after that, I drove them away so our hunters wouldn’t shoot them on their way back."
A writer in the Zoologist[47] gives an equally interesting account of the successful efforts of two Turnstones to turn over the dead body of a cod-fish, nearly three and a half feet long, which had been imbedded in the sand to about the depth of two inches.
A writer in the Zoologist[47] shares an equally fascinating story about how two Turnstones managed to flip over the dead body of a cod-fish, which was nearly three and a half feet long and buried in the sand to a depth of about two inches.
For an account of the habits of the Turnstone during the breeding season—it never breeds with us—we are indebted to Mr. Hewitson, who fell in with it on the coast of Norway. He says, 'We had visited numerous islands with little encouragement, and were about to land upon a flat rock, bare, except where here and there grew tufts of grass or stunted juniper clinging to its surface, when our attention was attracted by the singular cry of a Turnstone, which in its eager watch had seen our approach, and perched itself upon an eminence of the rock, assuring us, by its querulous oft-repeated note and anxious motions, that its nest was there. We remained in the boat a short time, until we had watched it behind a tuft of grass, near which, after a minute search, we succeeded in finding the nest in a situation in which I should never have expected to meet a bird of this sort breeding; it was placed against a ledge of the rock, and consisted of nothing more than the dropping leaves of the juniper bush, under a creeping branch of which the eggs, four in number, were snugly concealed, and admirably sheltered from the many storms by which these bleak and exposed rocks are visited.
For an account of the habits of the Turnstone during the breeding season—it never breeds with us—we owe a debt of gratitude to Mr. Hewitson, who encountered it on the coast of Norway. He says, 'We had visited numerous islands with little success and were about to land on a flat rock, mostly bare except for a few tufts of grass or stunted juniper clinging to its surface, when we were drawn in by the unique cry of a Turnstone. It had spotted us and perched itself on a high point of the rock, making its anxious calls and movements clear that its nest was nearby. We stayed in the boat for a short time, watching it from behind a tuft of grass, and after a brief search, we found the nest in a spot where I would never have expected to find a bird like this breeding. It was tucked against a ledge of the rock and consisted of nothing more than fallen juniper leaves, beneath a creeping branch that snugly concealed the four eggs, perfectly sheltered from the many storms that these bleak and exposed rocks often endure.'
RECURVIROSTRA AVOCÉTTA
This bird has become so rare, that having recently applied to two several collectors in Norfolk, once the headquarters of the Avocet, to know if they could procure me a specimen, I was told by one that they were not seen oftener than once in seven years—by the other, that it was very rare, and if attainable at all could not be purchased for less than five pounds. In Ray's time it was not unfrequent on the eastern maritime coasts. Small flocks still arrive in May and now and again in the autumn, but collectors never allow them to breed. They used to rest on the flat shores of Kent and Sussex. Sir Thomas Browne says of it: 'Avoseta, called shoeing horn, a tall black and white bird, with a bill semicircularly reclining or bowed upward; so that it is not easy to conceive how it can feed; a summer marsh bird, and not unfrequent in marsh land.' Pennant, writing of the same bird, says: 'These birds are frequent in the winter on the shores of this kingdom; in Gloucestershire, at the Severn's mouth; and sometimes on the lakes of Shropshire. We have seen them in considerable numbers in the breeding season near Fossdike Wash, in Lincolnshire. Like the Lapwing, when disturbed, they flew over our heads, carrying their necks and long legs quite extended, and made a shrill noise (twit) twice repeated, during the whole time. The country people for this reason call them Yelpers, and sometimes distinguish them by the name of Picarini. They feed on worms and insects, which they suck with their bills out of the sand; their search after food is frequently to be discovered on our shores by alternate semicircular marks in the sand, which show their progress.[48] They lay three or four eggs, about the size of those of a Pigeon, white, tinged with green and marked with large black spots.' Even so recent an authority as Yarrell remembers having found in the marshes near Rye a young one of this species, which appeared to have just been hatched; he took it up in his hands, while the old birds kept flying round him.
This bird has become so rare that when I recently reached out to a couple of collectors in Norfolk, once known as the headquarters of the Avocet, to see if they could get me a specimen, one told me they were only seen about once every seven years. The other said it was very rare and that if I could get one at all, it wouldn’t cost less than five pounds. In Ray's time, it was not uncommon along the eastern coast. Small flocks still show up in May and occasionally in the fall, but collectors never let them breed. They used to rest on the flat shores of Kent and Sussex. Sir Thomas Browne describes it as: 'Avoseta, called shoeing horn, a tall black and white bird with a bill that curves upward, making it hard to imagine how it feeds; a summer marsh bird that isn’t uncommon in marshland.' Pennant, writing about the same bird, notes: 'These birds are common in the winter along the shores of this kingdom, in Gloucestershire by the mouth of the Severn, and sometimes on the lakes in Shropshire. We have seen them in significant numbers during the breeding season near Fossdike Wash, in Lincolnshire. Like the Lapwing, when disturbed, they fly overhead with their necks and long legs fully extended, making a high-pitched noise (twit) repeated twice throughout the time. Because of this, locals call them Yelpers and sometimes refer to them as Picarini. They eat worms and insects, which they suck out of the sand with their bills; you can often spot their search for food on our shores by the semicircular patterns they leave in the sand showing their progress.[48] They lay three or four eggs, roughly the size of pigeon eggs, white with a green tint and marked with large black spots.' Even a relatively recent authority like Yarrell recalls finding a young one of this species in the marshes near Rye that looked like it had just hatched; he picked it up in his hands while the adult birds circled around him.
The Avocet is met with throughout a great part of the Old World, [Pg 253] and is said to be not unfrequent in Holland and France. A writer of the latter country says that 'by aid of its webbed feet it is enabled to traverse, without sinking, the softest and wettest mud; this it searches with its curved bill, and when it has discovered any prey, a worm for instance, it throws it adroitly into the air, and catches it with its beak'.
The Avocet can be found in many parts of the Old World, [Pg 253] and it's reportedly quite common in Holland and France. A writer from France notes that "with its webbed feet, it can walk across the softest and wettest mud without sinking; it searches through the mud with its curved bill, and when it finds something to eat, like a worm, it deftly tosses it into the air and catches it with its beak."
PHALÁROPUS FULICARIUS
The Grey Phalarope, without being one of our rarest birds, is not of irregular occurrence. Its proper home is in the Arctic regions, from whence it migrates southward in winter. It is a bird of varied accomplishments, flying rapidly like the Snipes, running after the fashion of the Sandpipers, and swimming with the facility of the Ducks. In all these respects it does not belie its appearance, its structure being such that a naturalist would expect, à priori, that these were its habits. During the breeding season, the Phalarope quits the sea, its usual haunt, and repairs to the sea-shore, where it builds a neat nest, in a hollow of the ground, with grass and other weeds, and lays four eggs. The usual time of its appearance in Great Britain is autumn; sometimes it comes then in numbers; but specimens have been obtained in winter. On all these occasions it has shown itself singularly fearless of man.
The Grey Phalarope, while not one of our rarest birds, doesn't show up inconsistently. Its main habitat is in the Arctic regions, from which it migrates south in the winter. It's a bird of many skills, flying quickly like Snipes, running like Sandpipers, and swimming as easily as Ducks. In all these ways, it lives up to its appearance, with a structure that would lead a naturalist to expect these behaviors. During the breeding season, the Phalarope leaves the sea, its usual home, and heads to the shore, where it builds a tidy nest in a ground hollow using grass and other plants, laying four eggs. It typically appears in Great Britain in the autumn; sometimes it arrives in large numbers, but specimens have also been found in winter. On all these occasions, it has proven to be remarkably unafraid of humans.
PHALÁROPUS HYPERBOREUS
The Red-necked Phalarope, or Lobefoot, is, like the preceding species, an inhabitant of the Arctic regions, but extends its circle [Pg 254] of residence so far as to include the Orkney Islands, in which numerous specimens have been obtained. It builds its nest of grass, in the marshes or on the islands in the lakes, and lays four eggs. The most marked habit of these birds seems to be that of alighting at sea on beds of floating sea-weed, and indifferently swimming about in search of food, or running, with light and nimble pace, after the manner of a Wagtail. They are often met with thus employed at the distance of a hundred miles from land. They are described as being exceedingly tame, taking little notice of the vicinity of men, and unaffected by the report of a gun.
The Red-necked Phalarope, also known as Lobefoot, lives in the Arctic regions like the previous species, but it also ranges far enough to include the Orkney Islands, where many specimens have been found. It builds its nest out of grass in marshes or on islands in lakes and lays four eggs. One of the most notable behaviors of these birds is landing at sea on floating seaweed and swimming around in search of food, or running lightly and quickly like a Wagtail. They can often be seen doing this a hundred miles away from land. They are said to be very tame, showing little concern for the presence of humans and remaining undisturbed by the sound of gunfire.
SCÓLOPAX RUSTÍCOLA
The history of the Woodcock as a visitor in the British Isles is briefly as follows: Woodcocks come to us from the south in autumn, the earliest being annually observed about the twentieth of October. On their first arrival, they are generally found to be in bad condition; so weak, in fact, that I recollect many instances of flights having reached the coasts of Cornwall, only able to gain the land. Their condition at these times is one of extreme exhaustion; and they become the prey, not only of the sportsman, but are knocked down with a stick, or caught alive. In the course of a very few days they are enabled to recruit their strength, when they make their way inland. They have been known even to settle on the deck of a ship at sea, in order to rest; or actually to alight for a few moments in the smooth water of the ship's wake. Their usual places of resort by day are woods and coppices in hilly districts, whither they repair for shelter and concealment. Disliking cold, they select, in preference, the side of a valley which is least exposed to the wind; and though they never perch on a branch, they prefer the concealment afforded by trees to that of any other covert. There, crouching under a holly, or among briers and thorns, they spend the day in inactivity, guarded from molestation by their stillness, and by the rich brown tint of their plumage, which can hardly be distinguished from dead leaves. Their large prominent bead-like eyes are alone likely to betray them; and this, it is said, is sometimes [Pg 255] the case. So conscious do they seem that their great security lies in concealment, that they will remain motionless until a dog is almost on them or until the beater reaches the very bush under which they are crouching. When at length roused, they start up with a whirr, winding and twisting through the overhanging boughs, and make for the nearest open place ahead; now, however, flying in almost a straight line, till discovering another convenient lurking-place, they descend suddenly, to be 'marked' for another shot. About twilight, the Woodcock awakens out of its lethargy, and repairs to its feeding-ground. Observation having shown that on these occasions it does not trouble itself to mount above the trees before it starts, but makes for the nearest clear place in the wood through which it gains the open country, fowlers were formerly in the habit of erecting in glades in the woods, two high poles, from which was suspended a fine net. This was so placed as to hang across the course which the birds were likely to take, and when a cock flew against it, the net was suddenly made to drop by the concealed fowler, and the bird caught, entangled in the meshes. Not many years ago, these nets were commonly employed in the woods, near the coast of the north of Devon, and they are said still to be in use on the Continent. The passages through which the birds flew were known by the name of 'cockroads', and 'cockshoots'.
The history of the Woodcock as a visitor to the British Isles is brief: Woodcocks come from the south in autumn, with the earliest being spotted around October 20th each year. When they first arrive, they are usually in poor condition; so weak that I remember many instances of them reaching the coasts of Cornwall, barely able to make it to shore. At this time, they are extremely exhausted and become targets not only for hunters but can also be hit with a stick or caught alive. Within just a few days, they regain their strength and move inland. They have even been known to land on the deck of a ship at sea to rest or briefly touch down on the smooth water of the ship's wake. During the day, they usually retreat to woods and thickets in hilly areas for shelter and concealment. Disliking cold, they prefer the side of a valley that is least exposed to the wind; although they never perch on branches, they favor the cover of trees over any other hiding spots. There, crouching under holly or among brambles and thorns, they spend the day inactive, protected from threats by their stillness and the rich brown color of their plumage, which blends in with dead leaves. Their large, prominent bead-like eyes might betray them, and it is said that this sometimes happens. They seem to know that their security lies in hiding, as they will remain motionless until a dog is nearly on top of them or until the beater reaches the very bush where they are hiding. When finally startled, they jump up with a whirr, twisting and turning through the branches, heading for the nearest open space; they fly in almost a straight line until they find another good hiding spot, where they suddenly drop down to be 'marked' for another shot. Around twilight, the Woodcock shakes off its lethargy and heads to its feeding grounds. Observations have shown that when doing so, it doesn't bother to fly high above the trees first, but instead goes for the nearest clear path in the woods that leads to the open countryside. In the past, fowlers would set up two tall poles in clearings of the woods, suspending a fine net between them. This net was placed across the likely flight path of the birds, and when a Woodcock flew into it, the hidden fowler would quickly drop the net, trapping the bird. Not long ago, these nets were commonly used in the woods near the coast of northern Devon, and it's said they are still in use on the Continent. The paths the birds used to fly were known as 'cockroads' and 'cockshoots'.
The localities which Woodcocks most frequent are places which abound in earthworms, their favourite food. These they obtain either by turning over lumps of decaying vegetable matter and picking up the scattered worms, or by thrusting their bills into the soft earth, where (guided by scent it is supposed) they speedily find any worm lying hid, and having drawn it out, swallow it whole, with much dexterity. When the earth is frozen hard, they shift their ground, repairing to the neighbourhood of the sea, or of springs; and now, probably, they are less select in their diet, feeding on any living animal matter that may fall in their way. In March they change their quarters again, preparatory to quitting the country; hence it often happens that considerable numbers are seen at this season in places where none had been observed during the previous winter. They now have a call-note, though before they have been quite mute; it is said by some to resemble the syllables pitt-pitt-coor, by others to be very like the croak of a frog. The French have invented the verb croûler, to express it, and distinguish Woodcock shooting by the name croûle. Some sportsmen wisely recommend that no Woodcock should be shot after the middle of February; for it has been ascertained that increasing numbers of these remain for the purpose of breeding in this country; and it is conjectured, with reason, that if they were left undisturbed in their spring haunts, they would remain in yet larger numbers. As it is, there are few counties in England in which their nest has not been discovered; and there are some few localities in which it is one of the pleasant [Pg 256] sights of the evening, at all seasons of the year, to watch the Woodcocks repairing from the woods to their accustomed feeding-ground.
The areas where Woodcocks are most commonly found are places rich in earthworms, which are their favorite food. They find these worms by turning over chunks of decaying plant matter and picking up the worms that are scattered, or by probing their bills into the soft soil, where (it's believed they are guided by smell) they quickly locate any hidden worms, pull them out, and swallow them whole with great skill. When the ground is frozen hard, they move to areas near the sea or springs; during this time, they likely become less picky with their diet, eating any living animal matter they come across. In March, they relocate again to prepare for leaving the country; as a result, it's common to see large numbers of them during this season in places where none were spotted the previous winter. They now have a call-note, having been silent before; some say it sounds like the syllables pitt-pitt-coor, while others think it resembles a frog's croak. The French have created the verb croûler to describe it and refer to Woodcock shooting as croûle. Some hunters wisely suggest that no Woodcock should be shot after mid-February because it's been confirmed that an increasing number of these birds stay here to breed, and it's reasonably assumed that if they were left undisturbed in their spring habitats, even more would remain. Currently, there are few counties in England where their nests haven't been found; in fact, there are a few places where it's one of the delightful sights of the evening, any time of year, to watch the Woodcocks heading from the woods to their usual feeding grounds.
The nest is built of dry leaves, principally of fern, and placed among dead grass, in dry, warm situations, and contains four eggs, which, unlike those of the Snipes, are nearly equally rounded at each end.
The nest is made of dry leaves, mainly ferns, and situated among dead grass in dry, warm places. It holds four eggs, which, unlike those of the Snipes, are almost equally rounded on both ends.
There have been recorded numerous instances in which a Woodcock has been seen carrying its young through the air to water, holding the nestling between her thighs pressed close to her body.
There have been many documented cases where a Woodcock has been seen flying with its young to water, holding the chick between her thighs tight against her body.
During its flight, the Woodcock invariably holds its beak pointed in a direction towards the ground. Young birds taken from the nest are easily reared; and afford much amusement by the skill they display in extracting worms from sods with which they are supplied. The Woodcock is found in all countries of the eastern hemisphere where trees grow; but it is only met as a straggler on the Atlantic coast of the United States.
During its flight, the Woodcock always keeps its beak pointed down toward the ground. Young birds taken from the nest are easy to raise and provide a lot of entertainment with their skill in pulling worms out of the soil they're given. The Woodcock can be found in all countries of the eastern hemisphere where trees grow, but it only appears as a rare visitor along the Atlantic coast of the United States.
GALLINÁGO MAJOR
The Great Snipe, Solitary Snipe or Double Snipe, is intermediate in size between the Woodcock and Common Snipe. Though not among the rarest of our visitants, it is far from common. It is, however, an annual visitor, and is seen most frequently in the eastern counties in the autumn. Its principal resorts are low damp meadows and grassy places near marshes, but it does not frequent swamps like its congeners. This difference in its haunts implies a different diet, and this bird, it is stated, feeds principally on the larvæ or grubs of Tipulæ (known by the common name of Father Daddy-Long-legs), which are in summer such voracious feeders on the roots of grass. It breeds in the northern countries of Europe, and in some parts of Sweden is so abundant that as many as fifty have been shot in a day. When disturbed on its feeding-ground, it rises without uttering any note, and usually drops in again, at no great distance, after the manner of the Jack Snipe. It may be distinguished by its larger size, and by carrying its tail spread like a fan. In the northern countries where it breeds it is found most commonly in the meadows after hay-harvest, and as it is much prized for the delicacy of its flesh it is a favourite object of sport. It is remarkable for being always in exceedingly good condition, a remark which applies to specimens procured in this country as well as those shot in Sweden. The nest, which has rarely been seen, is placed in a tuft of grass, and contains four eggs. The Zoologist once mentioned the fact of four solitary Snipes being killed in the county of Durham in August, and two of these were young birds, scarcely fledged.
The Great Snipe, Solitary Snipe, or Double Snipe, is between the size of the Woodcock and Common Snipe. While it’s not among our rarest visitors, it’s definitely not common. It is an annual visitor and is usually spotted in the eastern counties during autumn. It primarily hangs out in low, damp meadows and grassy areas near marshes, but it doesn’t frequent swamps like its relatives. This difference in habitat suggests a different diet, and it is said that this bird mainly feeds on the larvae or grubs of Tipulæ (commonly known as Daddy-Long-legs), which aggressively feed on grass roots in summer. It breeds in the northern parts of Europe, and in some areas of Sweden, it’s so abundant that as many as fifty can be shot in a single day. When startled on its feeding grounds, it takes off without making a sound and usually returns to the same area shortly after, similar to the Jack Snipe. You can tell it apart by its larger size and the way it holds its tail spread like a fan. In the northern regions where it breeds, it’s commonly found in meadows after hay harvest, and since it’s highly sought after for its delicious flesh, it’s a popular target for sportsmen. It’s notable for always being in excellent condition, a trait that applies to specimens gathered in this country as well as those shot in Sweden. The nest, which is rarely seen, is situated in a clump of grass and contains four eggs. The Zoologist once reported that four solitary Snipes were killed in Durham County in August, two of which were young birds that were just about to fledge.
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GALLINÁGO CÆLESTIS
The Common Snipe is a bird of very general distribution, being found in all parts of the eastern hemisphere, from Ireland to Japan, and from Siberia to the Cape of Good Hope. It is common also in many parts of America, especially Carolina, and is frequent in many of the American islands. In Britain, Snipes are most numerous in the winter, their numbers being then increased by arrivals from high latitudes, from which they are driven by the impossibility of boring for food in ground hardened by frost or buried beneath snow. In September and October large flocks of these birds arrive in the marshy districts of England, stopping sometimes for a short time only, and then proceeding onwards; but being like many other birds, gregarious at no other time than when making their migrations, when they have arrived at a district where they intend to take up their residence, they scatter themselves over marsh land, remaining in each other's neighbourhood perhaps, but showing no tendency to flock together. Their food consists of the creeping things which live in mud, and to this, it is said by some, they add small seeds and fine vegetable fibre; but it is questionable whether this kind of food is not swallowed by accident, mixed up with more nourishing diet. The end of their beak is furnished with a soft pulpy membrane, which in all probability is highly [Pg 258] sensitive, and enables the bird to discover by the touch the worms which, being buried in mud, are concealed from its sight. Snipes when disturbed always fly against the wind, so when suddenly scared from their feeding-ground, and compelled to rise without any previous intention on their part, they seem at first uncertain which course to take, but twist and turn without making much progress in any direction; but in a few seconds, having decided on their movements, they dart away with great rapidity, uttering at the same time a sharp cry of two notes, which is difficult to describe, but once heard can scarcely be mistaken. When a bird on such an occasion is fired at, it often happens that a number of others, who have been similarly occupied, rise at the report, and after having performed a few mazy evolutions, dart off in the way described. At other times they lie so close that between the sportsman and the bird which he has just killed there may be others concealed, either unconscious of danger, or trusting for security to their powers of lying hid. This tendency to lie close, or the reverse, depends much on the weather, though why it should be so seems not to have been decided. But the movements of Snipes generally are governed by laws of which we know little or nothing. At one season they will be numerous in a certain marsh; the next year perhaps not one will visit the spot; to-day, they will swarm in a given locality; a night's frost will drive them all away, and a change of wind a few days after will bring them all back again. If very severe weather sets in they entirely withdraw, but of this the reason is obvious; the frozen state of the marsh puts a stop to their feeding. They then retire to milder districts, to springs which are never frozen, to warm nooks near the sea, or to salt marshes. Perhaps the majority perform a second migration southwards; for, as a rule, they are most numerous at the two periods of autumn and spring—that is, while on their way to and from some distant winter-quarters. After March they become far less frequent, yet there are few extensive marshes, especially in Scotland and the north of England, where some do not remain to breed. At this season a striking change in their habits makes itself perceptible. A nest is built of withered grass, sometimes under the shelter of a tuft of heath or reeds, and here the female sits closely on four eggs. The male, meanwhile, is feeding in some neighbouring swamp, and if disturbed, instead of making off with his zigzag winter's flight, utters his well-remembered note and ascends at a rapid rate into the air, now ascending with a rapid vibration of wing, wheeling, falling like a parachute, mounting again, and once more descending with fluttering wings, uttering repeatedly a note different from his cry of alarm, intermixed with a drumming kind of noise, which has been compared to the bleat of a goat. This last sound is produced by the action of the wings, assisted by the tail-feathers, in his descents. One of its French names is Chèvre volant, flying goat, and [Pg 259] the Scottish name 'Heather-bleater', was also given to it as descriptive of its peculiar summer note. The female sits closely on her eggs, and if disturbed while in charge of her yet unfledged brood, endeavours to distract the attention of an intruder from them to herself by the artifice already described as being employed by others of the Waders.
The Common Snipe is a bird found all over the eastern hemisphere, from Ireland to Japan and Siberia to the Cape of Good Hope. It's also common in many parts of America, especially in Carolina, and can be seen in various American islands. In Britain, the Snipe population peaks during winter, boosted by arrivals from colder regions where they're forced to leave due to the inability to find food in frozen or snow-covered ground. In September and October, large flocks of these birds arrive in the marshy areas of England, sometimes stopping briefly before moving on. However, unlike many other birds that flock together, once they settle in an area, they scatter over the marshlands, staying near each other but not clustering. Their diet mainly consists of insects and other small creatures found in the mud. Some say they also eat small seeds and plant fibers, but it's debatable whether this is intentional or just mixed in with their main diet. The tip of their beak has a soft, sensitive membrane that likely helps them sense worms hidden in the mud. When startled, Snipes always fly into the wind. If they're suddenly scared while feeding and have to take flight without warning, they might hesitate at first, twisting and turning aimlessly. But within a few seconds, they choose a direction and take off quickly, letting out a sharp two-note cry that's hard to describe but unmistakable once heard. If one is shot at, others nearby may fly up as well, performing some chaotic movements before darting off. At times, they hide so well that there might be more birds nearby that the hunter isn't aware of. Their tendency to stay concealed or not depends a lot on the weather, though the reasons for this aren't clear. Generally, the behavior of Snipes is governed by patterns we don't fully understand. One season they may be abundant in a particular marsh; the next year, not a single one may show up. They might swarm in one area today, but a night's frost could send them away, only for a change in wind days later to bring them back. If extremely cold weather arrives, they leave entirely because the frozen marsh makes feeding impossible. They retreat to milder areas, to springs that never freeze, or to warmer spots near the sea or salt marshes. Most likely, many migrate south again, as they are mostly seen during the autumn and spring migrations when they're heading to and from winter homes. After March, they become much less common, although there are still large marshes, especially in Scotland and northern England, where some remain to breed. During this time, their behavior changes noticeably. They build nests out of dry grass, sometimes tucked under a tuft of heath or reeds, while the female sits on four eggs. The male stays nearby in another swamp, and if disturbed, instead of flying in a zigzag like in winter, he gives his recognizable call and rapidly ascends into the air. He flies in quick, vibrating movements, circles, falls like a parachute, then rises again, descending with fluttering wings while making a sound different from his alarm call, mixed with a drumming noise likened to a goat's bleat. This sound is created by his wings and tail feathers during his descent. One of its French names is Chèvre volant, meaning flying goat, and the Scottish name 'Heather-bleater' describes its unique summer call. The female stays closely on her eggs, and if disturbed while caring for her chicks, she tries to draw attention away from them to herself using the same tactics that other wading birds employ.
'Sabine's Snipe', which was at one time thought to be a distinct species, is now admitted to be a melanism, a dark variety of the Common Snipe, recent examination of specimens having proved that its tail contains fourteen feathers and not twelve only, as was supposed. It is seldom found outside Great Britain.
'Sabine's Snipe', once considered a separate species, is now recognized as a melanism, a dark variation of the Common Snipe. Recent examination of specimens has shown that its tail has fourteen feathers instead of the twelve that were previously believed. It is rarely found outside of Great Britain.
GALLINÁGO GALLÍNULA
As the Great Snipe has been called the Double Snipe, on account of its being superior in size to the common species, so the subject of the present chapter is known as the Half Snipe, from being contrasted with the same bird, and being considerably smaller. The present species is far less abundant than the Common Snipe; yet still it is often seen, more frequently, perhaps, than the other, by non-sporting observers, for it frequents not only downright marshes, but the little streams which meander through meadows, the sides of grassy ponds, and the drains by the side of canals, where the ordinary pedestrian, if accompanied by a dog, will be very likely to put one up. Its food and general habits are much the same as those of the Common Snipe; but it rises and flies off without any note. Its flight is singularly crooked until it has made up its mind which direction it intends to take; indeed it seems to decide eventually on the one which was at first most unlikely to be its path, and after having made a short round composed of a series of disjointed, curves, it either returns close to the spot from which it was started, or suddenly drops, as by a sudden impulse, into a ditch a few gunshots off. I have seen one drop thus within twenty yards of the spot where I stood, and though I threw upwards of a dozen stones into the place where I saw it go down, it took no notice of them. It was only by walking down the side of the ditch, beating the rushes with a stick, that I induced it to rise again. It then [Pg 260] flew off in the same way as before, and dropped into the little stream from which I had first started it.
As the Great Snipe is sometimes referred to as the Double Snipe because it's larger than the common type, this chapter's focus is on the Half Snipe, which is smaller in comparison. This species is much less common than the Common Snipe, but it's often spotted more frequently by casual observers since it inhabits not just outright marshes, but also the small streams winding through meadows, the edges of grassy ponds, and the drainage ditches alongside canals, where a person walking with a dog is likely to flush one out. Its diet and general behavior are quite similar to that of the Common Snipe; however, it takes off and flies away without making any sound. Its flight path is notably erratic until it decides on a direction; it tends to choose the one that initially seems least likely, and after making a short, winding loop of awkward curves, it either returns very close to where it started or suddenly drops down into a ditch a short distance away. I've seen one drop down like that just twenty yards from where I was standing, and even though I threw over a dozen stones into the area where it landed, it didn't react at all. It was only by walking along the edge of the ditch, beating the reeds with a stick, that I was able to get it to fly up again. It then took off in the same way as before and landed back in the little stream where I had initially disturbed it.
From this habit of lying so close as to rise under the very feet of the passenger, as well as from its silence, it is called in France la Sourde, 'deaf'. In the same country it is known also as 'St. Martin's Snipe', from the time of its arrival in that country, November 11; with us it is an earlier visitor, coming about the second week in September.
From the habit of lying so close that it can be found under the very feet of passersby, combined with its silence, it’s called in France la Sourde, meaning 'deaf'. In the same country, it’s also known as 'St. Martin's Snipe' because of the time it arrives there, November 11; here, it’s an earlier visitor, showing up around the second week of September.
A few instances are recorded of the Jack Snipe having been seen in this country at a season which would lead to the inference that it occasionally breeds here; but no instance of its doing so has been ascertained as a fact.
A few cases have been noted of the Jack Snipe being spotted in this country during a season that suggests it might occasionally breed here; however, there’s no confirmed evidence of it actually doing so.
CALIDRIS ARENARIA
The early flocks of Sanderlings often consist of old as well as young birds, which is not the common rule with Waders. They are plentiful on our sandy shores, and they sometimes visit inland waters. By April the return passage begins. The note is a shrill wick! They arrive on our shores early in autumn, keeping together in small flocks, or joining the company of Dunlins, or Ringed Plovers. In spring they withdraw to high latitudes, where they breed; they are not, however, long absent. Yarrell mentions his having obtained specimens as late as April and June, and I have myself obtained them as early as the end of July, having shot at Hunstanton, on the coast of Norfolk, several young birds of the year, on the twenty-third of that month; and on another occasion I obtained a specimen on the sands of Abergele, in North Wales, in August. This leaves so very short a time for incubation and the fledging of the young, that it is probable that a few birds, at least, remain to breed in this country, or do not retire very far north. Little is known of their habits during the season of incubation, but they are said to make their nests in the marshes, of grass, and to lay four eggs.
The early flocks of Sanderlings often include both older and younger birds, which isn't the usual case with Waders. They're abundant on our sandy shores and occasionally visit inland waters. By April, their return migration starts. Their call is a sharp wick! They arrive on our shores early in the fall, staying together in small flocks or joining groups of Dunlins or Ringed Plovers. In spring, they move to higher latitudes to breed, but they don't stay away for long. Yarrell notes that he collected specimens as late as April and June, and I've personally caught them as early as the end of July. I shot several young birds on July 23rd at Hunstanton, on the Norfolk coast, and on another occasion, I found one on the sands of Abergele in North Wales in August. This leaves very little time for incubation and raising the young, suggesting that at least some of these birds may breed in this country or don't migrate too far north. Little is known about their behavior during the nesting season, but they're said to build their nests in marshes from grass and lay four eggs.
Like many other shore birds, they have an extensive geographical range, and are found in all latitudes, both in the eastern and western hemispheres.
Like many other shorebirds, they have a wide geographical range and can be found at all latitudes in both the eastern and western hemispheres.
TRINGA SUBARQUATA
This bird, called also the Pigmy Curlew, is of about the same size as the far commoner Dunlin, from which it is distinguished not only by the difference in the colour of its plumage, but by the greater length of its beak, which is curved downwards. Pigmy Curlews are observed from time to time in this country at the periods of autumn and spring, and it is said that a few remain with us to breed, but their nest and eggs have never been detected. In their habits they resemble the Dunlins, from which they may readily be distinguished, even when flying, by their white upper tail-coverts. They are of wide geographical range, but nowhere abundant, and visit us on passage in spring and autumn.
This bird, also known as the Pigmy Curlew, is about the same size as the much more common Dunlin. It can be recognized not only by its different plumage color but also by its longer, downward-curved beak. Pigmy Curlews are occasionally spotted in this country during autumn and spring, and it’s said that a few stay here to breed, although their nests and eggs have never been found. Their behavior is similar to that of Dunlins, and they can be easily distinguished in flight by their white upper tail feathers. They have a wide geographical range, but are never abundant, visiting us during migration in spring and autumn.
TRINGA CANÚTUS
The Knot, Willughby informs us, is so called from having been a favourite dish of King Canutus, or Knute. It is a migratory bird, visiting the coasts of Great Britain early in autumn, and remaining here till spring, when it retires northwards to breed. During the intervening months it keeps exclusively to the sandy or muddy sea-shore, assembling in small flocks, and mixing freely with Dunlins, Sanderlings, and Purple Sandpipers. Some authors state that it feeds principally early and late in the day, and during moonlight nights; but I have seen it on the coast of Norfolk in winter feeding at all hours of the day in company with the birds mentioned above, and differing little from them in the mode of obtaining its food. But I remarked on several occasions that, [Pg 262] when a flock was disturbed, the Knots often remained behind, being less fearful of the presence of man; in consequence of which tardiness in rising they more than once fell to our guns after their companions had flown off. On their first arrival, they are said to be so indifferent to the vicinity of human beings that it is not difficult to knock them down with stones. Their provincial name in Norfolk is the Green-legged Shank, the latter name, Shank, being applied for shortness to the Redshank. Dr. Richardson states that 'Knots were observed breeding on Melville Peninsula by Captain Lyon, who tells us that they lay four eggs on a tuft of withered grass, without being at the pains of forming any nest.'
The Knot, Willughby tells us, got its name because it was a favorite dish of King Canutus, or Knute. It’s a migratory bird that visits the coasts of Great Britain early in autumn and stays until spring, when it heads north to breed. During the months in between, it sticks to the sandy or muddy shore, gathering in small flocks and mingling freely with Dunlins, Sanderlings, and Purple Sandpipers. Some authors say it primarily feeds early and late in the day and during moonlit nights; however, I’ve seen it on the coast of Norfolk in winter feeding at all times of the day alongside the birds mentioned above, and it doesn’t behave much differently from them when it comes to finding food. I noticed on several occasions that, when a flock was startled, the Knots often stayed behind, being less scared of humans; because of this hesitation to take flight, they sometimes fell to our shots after their companions had already flown away. When they first arrive, they are said to be so unbothered by the presence of people that it’s easy to knock them down with stones. In Norfolk, they’re locally known as the Green-legged Shank, with “Shank” being a shortened name for the Redshank. Dr. Richardson mentions that 'Knots were seen breeding on Melville Peninsula by Captain Lyon, who says they lay four eggs on a tuft of dead grass, without bothering to build a nest.'
Flocks of young make their appearance early in August, the adults arriving a little later.
Flocks of young birds show up in early August, with the adults arriving shortly after.
TRINGA ALPINA
The name variabilis, changeable, has been applied to this species of Sandpiper on account of the great difference between its summer and winter plumage. It was formerly, indeed, supposed that the two states of the bird were distinct species; of which the former was called Dunlin, the latter Purre. It is now known that the two are identical, the bird being commonly found to assume in spring and autumn colours intermediate between the two.
The name variabilis, meaning changeable, has been given to this species of Sandpiper because of the significant difference between its summer and winter feathers. Previously, it was believed that the bird in its two states were different species, with the former being called Dunlin and the latter Purre. It is now understood that they are the same bird, often showing colors in spring and autumn that are a mix of both.
Except during the three summer months, May, June, and July, the Dunlin is common on all the shores of Great Britain, where there are extensive reaches of sand or mud. I have obtained specimens on the coast of Norfolk as early as the twenty-fifth of July; but, generally, it is not until the following month that they become numerous. From this time until late in the winter they are reinforced by constant additions; and in very severe weather the flocks are increased to such an extent that, if it were possible to number them, they would be probably found to contain very many thousands. Such a season was the memorable winter of 1860-61, when, during the coldest part of it, I made an excursion to the coast of Norfolk for the purpose of observing the habits of the sea-side Grallatores and Natatores which, in winter, resort to that coast. Numerous as were the species and individuals of these birds which then flocked to the beach and salt-marshes, I have no doubt, in my own mind, that they were all outnumbered by Dunlins alone. Of nearly every flock that I saw feeding on the wet sand or mud, fully half were Dunlins; many flocks were composed of these birds alone; while of those which were constantly flying by, without alighting, the proportion of Dunlins to all other birds was, at least, three to one. Added to which, while the parties of other birds were susceptible of being approximately counted, the individuals which composed a flock of Dunlins were often innumerable.
Except for the three summer months of May, June, and July, the Dunlin is common along all the shores of Great Britain where there's plenty of sand or mud. I’ve found specimens on the Norfolk coast as early as July 25th; however, they usually don’t become abundant until the following month. From then until late winter, they continuously arrive in greater numbers; during very cold weather, their flocks grow so large that if we could count them, we’d probably discover many thousands. A notable example was the winter of 1860-61 when, during the coldest period, I took a trip to the Norfolk coast to observe the habits of the shorebirds and waterbirds that come to that area in winter. Despite the variety and number of these birds that gathered on the beach and salt marshes, I'm certain that they were all outnumbered by Dunlins alone. Of nearly every flock I saw feeding on the wet sand or mud, at least half were Dunlins; many flocks consisted solely of these birds. Moreover, among the birds constantly flying by without landing, the ratio of Dunlins to all other species was at least three to one. Additionally, while the groups of other birds could be roughly counted, the individuals within a flock of Dunlins were often countless.
![Plate_53. Dunlin [F] [M]; Little Stint; Temminck's Stint [M]; and Cream-coloured Courser. [face p. 262. Plate_53](images/plate_53.png)
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At one time, we saw in the distance, several miles off, a light cloud, as of smoke from a factory chimney: it moved rapidly, suddenly disappeared, and as suddenly again became visible. This was an enormous flock of Dunlins, consisting of many thousands at least. They did not come very near us; but smaller flocks which flew about in our immediate vicinity presented a similar appearance. As the upper surface of their bodies was turned towards us, they were of a dark hue; suddenly they wheeled in their flight as if the swarm was steered by a single will, when they disappeared; but instantaneously revealed themselves again flying in a different direction, and reflected glittering snowy white.
At one point, we spotted a light cloud in the distance, several miles away, resembling smoke from a factory chimney. It moved quickly, vanished suddenly, and then appeared again just as fast. This was a massive flock of Dunlins, made up of at least thousands of them. They didn’t come close to us, but smaller flocks flying nearby looked similar. With their upper bodies facing us, they appeared dark. Then, as if they were all controlled by one mind, they changed direction and disappeared, only to instantly reappear flying in a different direction, shining a brilliant white.
Dunlins, while feeding, show a devoted attention to their occupation, which is not often to be observed in land birds. They run rapidly, looking intently on the ground, now stopping to pick up some scrap of animal matter which lies on the surface of the sand, now boring for living prey where they detect indications of such prey lying hid. Occasionally an individual bird appears to suffer from lameness, and halts in its progress as if its legs were gouty. Frequently they chase a receding wave for the sake of recovering a prize which has been swept from the beach: never venturing to swim, but showing no fear of wetting either feet or feathers. While engaged in these various ways, they often keep up a short conversational twitter, in a tone, however, so low that it can only be heard at a very short distance. While flying, they frequently utter a much louder piping note, which can readily be distinguished from the call of the other sea-side birds. I observed that a small detached flock, when disturbed, generally flew off to a great distance; but if other birds were feeding in the neighbourhood, they more frequently alighted near them, as if assured by their presence that no danger was to be apprehended.
Dunlins, while feeding, show a focused dedication to their task, which isn’t often seen in land birds. They run quickly, scanning the ground intently, stopping now and then to pick up bits of animal matter that lie on the surface of the sand, or digging for live prey where they sense it’s hidden. Occasionally, one bird seems to limp, stopping as if its legs are sore. They often chase a receding wave to retrieve something that has been washed off the beach, never attempting to swim, yet showing no fear of getting their feet or feathers wet. While engaged in these activities, they frequently maintain a short, chatty twitter, though in a tone so low it can only be heard from very close by. When flying, they often emit a much louder piping call, which stands out from the calls of other seaside birds. I noticed that a small, separate flock, when startled, typically flies off a long distance; however, if other birds are feeding nearby, they are more likely to land close to them, seemingly reassured by their presence that there’s no danger.
Dunlins have bred in Cornwall and Devon; but in many parts of Scotland, in the Hebrides and Orkneys 'they frequent the haunts selected by the Golden Plovers, with which they are so frequently seen in company, that they have popularly obtained the name of Plovers' Pages. Sometimes before the middle of April, but always before that of May, they are seen dispersed over the moors in pairs like the birds just named, which, at this season, they greatly resemble [Pg 264] in habits. The nest, which is composed of some bits of withered grass, or sedge, and small twigs of heath, is placed in a slight hollow, generally on a bare spot, and usually in a dry place, like that selected by the Golden Plover. The female lays four eggs, and sits very assiduously, often allowing a person to come quite close to her before removing, which she does in a fluttering and cowering manner.' [49]
Dunlins have bred in Cornwall and Devon, but in many parts of Scotland, in the Hebrides and Orkneys, they often hang out in the same areas chosen by the Golden Plovers. They’re so frequently seen together that they’ve earned the nickname "Plovers' Pages." Sometimes before mid-April, but always before May, they can be seen scattered across the moors in pairs, resembling the aforementioned birds in behavior during this season. The nest, made of some bits of dried grass, sedge, and small heather twigs, is placed in a slight depression, usually on a bare spot and in a dry location, much like where the Golden Plover nests. The female lays four eggs and will sit very closely, often letting someone get quite near her before she gets up, which she does in a fluttering and cowering way. [Pg 264]
In a few specimens which I obtained, the bill was considerably curved downwards throughout its whole length, thus approaching in form that of the Pigmy Curlew; but the dusky upper tail-coverts sufficiently distinguished it from its rarer congener.
In a few samples I collected, the bill was significantly curved downward for its entire length, making it similar in shape to the Pigmy Curlew; however, the dark upper tail feathers clearly set it apart from its rarer relative.
TRINGA STRIATA
The Purple Sandpiper is described as being far less common than the Dunlin, and differing from it in habits, inasmuch as it resorts to the rocky coast in preference to sandy flats. The few specimens of it which I have seen were associated with Dunlins, flying in the same flocks with them, feeding with them, and so closely resembling them in size and movements, that a description of the one equally characterizes the other. It was only, in fact, by the difference of colour that I could discriminate between them; and this I did, on several occasions, with great ease, having obtained my specimens singly while they were surrounded by other birds. According to Mr. Dunn, 'The Purple Sandpiper is very numerous in Orkney and Shetland, appearing early in spring, and leaving again at the latter end of April; about which time it collects in large flocks, and may be found on the rocks at ebb-tide, watching each retiring wave, running down as the water falls back, picking small shellfish off the stones, and displaying great activity in escaping the advancing sea. It does not breed there.'
The Purple Sandpiper is considered much less common than the Dunlin and has different habits, as it prefers rocky coasts over sandy flats. The few specimens I’ve seen were with Dunlins, flying in the same flocks, feeding together, and closely resembling them in size and behavior, making a description of one fit for the other. In fact, I could only tell them apart by their color, which I did easily on several occasions, having obtained my specimens individually while they were surrounded by other birds. According to Mr. Dunn, "The Purple Sandpiper is very common in Orkney and Shetland, showing up early in spring and leaving at the end of April. Around that time, it gathers in large flocks and can be found on the rocks at low tide, watching the waves recede, running down as the water pulls back, picking small shellfish off the rocks, and showing great agility in escaping the incoming sea. It does not breed there."
This species has a wide geographical range. It has been often observed in the Arctic regions, where it breeds. It is well known in North America, and is found in various parts of the continent of Europe, especially Holland.
This species has a broad geographical range. It is frequently seen in the Arctic regions, where it breeds. It is well-known in North America and is found in different areas of Europe, particularly in the Netherlands.
TRINGA TEMMINCKI
Temminck, in whose honour this bird was named, states that it 'inhabits the Arctic Regions, and is seen on its passage at two periods of the year in different parts of Germany, on the banks of lakes and rivers; probably, also, in the interior of France; never along the maritime coasts of Holland; very rare on the Lake of Geneva. Its food consists of small insects. It probably builds its nest very far north.' A few have been killed in England, and it occurs in many parts of Asia and in North Africa, but it is nowhere abundant, being an irregular visitor, only on migration.
Temminck, after whom this bird is named, says that it 'lives in the Arctic regions and can be seen during its migration at two times of the year in different areas of Germany, along the shores of lakes and rivers; likely also in the interior of France; never along the coastal areas of Holland; very rarely found on Lake Geneva. Its diet consists of small insects. It probably builds its nest very far north.' A few have been spotted in England, and it appears in various parts of Asia and North Africa, but it is not plentiful anywhere, being an irregular visitor, only during migration.
TRINGA MINUTA
A rare and occasional visitant, appearing from time to time in small flocks on the muddy or sandy sea-coast. My friend, the Rev. W. S. Hore (to whom I am indebted for many valuable notes, incorporated in the text of this volume), obtained several specimens of this bird in October, 1840, on the Laira mud banks, near Plymouth. In their habits they differed little from the Dunlin. They were at first very tame, but after having been fired at became more cautious. In their food and mode of collecting it, nothing was observed to distinguish them from the other Sandpipers. They come on passage in spring and autumn.
A rare and occasional visitor, showing up now and then in small flocks along the muddy or sandy coastline. My friend, Rev. W. S. Hore (to whom I owe many valuable notes included in this book), collected several specimens of this bird in October 1840, on the Laira mud banks near Plymouth. Their habits were quite similar to those of the Dunlin. They were initially very tame, but after being shot at, they became more cautious. In terms of diet and foraging behavior, nothing was noted that set them apart from other Sandpipers. They migrate in spring and autumn.
MACHÉTES PUGNAX
Both the systematic names of this bird are descriptive of its quarrelsome propensities: machetes is Greek for 'a warrior', pugnax Latin for 'pugnacious'. Well is the title deserved; for Ruffs do not merely fight when they meet, but meet in order to fight. The season for the indulgence of their warlike tastes is spring; the scene, a rising spot of ground contiguous to a marsh; and here all the male birds of the district assemble at dawn, for many days in succession, and do battle valiantly for the females, called Reeves, till the weakest are vanquished and leave possession of the field to their more powerful adversaries. The attitude during these contests is nearly that of the domestic Cock—the head lowered, the body horizontal, the collar bristling, and the beak extended. But Ruffs will fight to the death on other occasions. A basket containing two or three hundred Ruffs was once put on board a steamer leaving Rotterdam for London. The incessant fighting of the birds proved a grand source of attraction to the passengers during the voyage; and about half of them were slain before the vessel reached London. Ruffs are gluttonously disposed too, and, if captured by a fowler, will begin to eat the moment they are supplied with food; but, however voracious they may be, if a basin of bread and milk or boiled wheat be placed before them, it is instantly contended for; and so pugnacious is their disposition, that even when fellow-captives, they would starve in the midst of plenty if several dishes of food were not placed amongst them at a distance from each other.
Both systematic names for this bird highlight its aggressive nature: machetes is Greek for 'warrior' and pugnax is Latin for 'pugnacious'. This title is well-earned; Ruffs don’t just fight when they encounter each other, but they gather to fight. Spring is the season for their combative interests; the setting is a raised area next to a marsh. Here, all the male birds in the area come together at dawn, day after day, battling fiercely for the females, called Reeves, until the weaker ones are defeated and leave the field to their stronger rivals. Their stance during these fights is similar to a domestic rooster—with their heads lowered, bodies horizontal, feathers fluffed up, and beaks thrust forward. However, Ruffs will fight to the death at other times too. One time, a basket with two or three hundred Ruffs was put on a steamer heading from Rotterdam to London. The birds’ constant fighting became a major attraction for the passengers during the trip, and about half of them were killed before the ship reached London. Ruffs also tend to overeat, and if caught by a hunter, they will start eating as soon as they are given food. But despite their greed, if a bowl of bread and milk or boiled wheat is placed in front of them, they immediately compete for it. They are so aggressive that even when they are fellow captives, they would rather starve in the midst of plenty than share food, unless several dishes are spread out among them at a distance.
Many years have not passed since these birds paid annual visits in large numbers to the fen-countries. They were, however, highly prized as delicacies for the table, and their undeviating habit of meeting to fight a pitched battle gave the fowler such an excellent opportunity of capturing all the combatants in his nets, that they have been gradually becoming more and more rare. The fowler, in fact, has been so successful that he has destroyed his own trade.
Many years haven't gone by since these birds used to visit the wetlands in large numbers every year. They were highly valued as a delicacy, and their consistent behavior of gathering to fight made it easy for hunters to catch all the fighters in their nets, which has led to them becoming increasingly rare. In fact, the hunters have been so successful that they've ended up ruining their own trade.
Another peculiarity of the Ruff is, that the plumage varies greatly in different individuals—so much so, indeed, that Montagu who had an opportunity of seeing about seven dozen in a room together, could not find two alike. These birds are now become rare, but occasional specimens are still met with in different parts of Great Britain, and at various seasons; but if they are ever served up at table, they must be consignments from the Continent.
Another interesting thing about the Ruff is that the plumage varies a lot among individuals—so much so that Montagu, who saw about seventy of them in one room, couldn't find two that looked the same. These birds have become rare now, but you can still find occasional specimens in different parts of Great Britain and at various times of the year. However, if they do appear on a menu, they must be imported from the Continent.
The female builds her nest of coarse grass, among reeds and rushes, and lays four eggs. The brood, when hatched, remain with her until the period of migration; but the males take no interest in domestic affairs. The few that have not been caught become more amicably disposed during the latter portion of the year. They lose the feathery shields from whence they derive their English name, and, assuming a peaceful garb, withdraw to some southern climate. The Ruff is about one-third larger than the Reeve; and the latter is, at all seasons, destitute of a prominent collar. Formerly these birds bred in the east of England.
The female builds her nest with coarse grass among reeds and rushes and lays four eggs. The chicks, when they hatch, stay with her until it's time to migrate; however, the males don't get involved in family matters. The few that haven't been caught become friendlier during the later part of the year. They lose the feathery decorations that give them their English name and, taking on a more subdued appearance, move to a warmer climate. The Ruff is about one-third larger than the Reeve, and the Reeve never has a noticeable collar. These birds used to breed in the east of England.
TÓTANUS ÓCHROPUS
This bird, which derives its name from the green tinge of its plumage and legs, must be reckoned among the rarer Sandpipers. In habits it differs considerably from most of its congeners, in that it is not given to congregate with others of its kind, and that it resorts to inland waters rather than to the sea. It is seen for the most part in spring and autumn, at which seasons it visits us when on its way to and from the northern countries in which it breeds. Specimens have been killed late in the summer, from which it has been inferred that the Green Sandpiper sometimes breeds in this country; but the fact does not appear to have been confirmed by the discovery of its nest. While migrating it flies very high, but when scared from its feeding-ground it skims along the surface of the water for some distance, and then rises high into the air, uttering its shrill whistle. In its choice of food, and habits while feeding it resembles the Common Sandpiper. It lays its eggs in deserted nests and old squirrel dreys—and breeds probably in wild parts of Surrey, Sussex and Hampshire. The Son of the Marshes considers that it does so. [Pg 268]
This bird, named for the green tint of its feathers and legs, is considered one of the rarer Sandpipers. It behaves quite differently from most of its relatives, as it doesn’t tend to gather in groups and prefers inland waters over the sea. It is usually spotted in spring and autumn when it passes through on its way to and from the northern regions where it breeds. Some have been found late in the summer, suggesting that the Green Sandpiper might sometimes breed in this country; however, this hasn't been confirmed with the discovery of its nest. When migrating, it flies very high, but if disturbed from its feeding area, it glides along the water's surface for a bit before rising high into the sky while emitting a sharp whistle. In terms of diet and feeding habits, it is similar to the Common Sandpiper. It lays its eggs in abandoned nests and old squirrel dreys, likely breeding in wild areas of Surrey, Sussex, and Hampshire. The Son of the Marshes believes this to be true. [Pg 268]
TÓTANUS GLARÉOLA
This species closely resembles the last both in appearance and habits. It received its name of Wood Sandpiper from having been observed occasionally to resort to boggy swamps of birch and alder, and has been seen even to perch on a tree. Its most common places of resort are, however, swamps and wet heaths. Like the last, it is a bird of wide geographical range, nowhere very abundant, and imperfectly known, coming only on passage in spring and autumn.
This species looks a lot like the previous one in both appearance and behavior. It’s called the Wood Sandpiper because it has been spotted sometimes in muddy swamps filled with birch and alder, and it has even been seen perched on a tree. However, its usual spots are swamps and wet heaths. Like the last species, it has a broad geographical range, is not very common anywhere, and is not well-studied, appearing mainly during migration in spring and autumn.
TÓTANUS HYPOLEUCUS
To this bird has been given not inappropriately the name of Summer Snipe. In form and mode of living it resembles the Snipe properly so called, and it is known to us only during summer. Unlike the last two species, it is a bird of common occurrence. One need only to repair to a retired district abounding in streams and lakes, at any period of the year between April and September, and there, in all probability, this lively bird will be found to have made for itself a temporary home. Arrayed in unattractive plumage, and distinguished by no great power of song—its note being simply a piping, which some people consider the utterance of one of its provincial names, 'Willy Wicket'—it may nevertheless be pronounced an accomplished bird. It flies rapidly and in a tortuous course, likely to puzzle any but the keenest shot; it runs with remarkable nimbleness, so that if a sportsman has marked it down, it will probably rise many yards away from the spot; it can swim if so inclined; and when hard pressed by a Hawk, it has been seen to dive and remain under water until all danger had passed away. It has never been observed to perch on the twigs of trees, but it has been noticed running along the stumps and projecting roots of trees. Its favourite places of resort are withy holts (where it [Pg 269] searches for food in the shallow drains), moss-covered stones in rivers, the shallow banks of lakes, and the flat marshy places intersected by drains, which in low countries often skirt the sea-shore. Its food consists of small worms and the larvæ and pupæ of the countless insects which spend their lives in such localities. It may be presumed, too, that many a perfect winged insect enters into its dietary, for its activity is very great. Even when its legs are not in motion, which does not often happen, its body is in a perpetual state of agitation, the vibration of the tail being most conspicuous.
To this bird, the name Summer Snipe fits quite well. It looks and behaves like the traditional Snipe and is only found with us during summer. Unlike the last two species, it’s commonly seen. You just need to head to a quiet area with lots of streams and lakes at any time between April and September, and you’re likely to find this lively bird making a temporary home for itself there. Dressed in plain feathers and lacking a powerful song—its call is simply a piping sound that some people associate with its local name, 'Willy Wicket'—it’s still a remarkable bird. It flies quickly and in twists and turns, making it difficult to hit unless you're really sharp; it runs very swiftly, so if a hunter spots it, it will probably take off several yards away from the original spot; it can swim if it wants to; and when chased by a hawk, it has been observed to dive and stay underwater until the danger has passed. It has never been seen resting on tree branches, but it has been noticed running along stumps and exposed roots of trees. Its favorite hangouts are willow groves (where it looks for food in shallow ditches), mossy stones in rivers, shallow lake banks, and flat, marshy areas with ditches, which often border the sea in low-lying areas. Its diet consists of small worms and the larvae and pupae of countless insects that live in such places. It’s also likely that many fully developed winged insects are part of its diet, as it’s very active. Even when its legs aren’t moving, which is rare, its body is constantly restless, with its tail vibrating noticeably.
Sandpipers do not congregate like many others of the Waders; they come to us generally in pairs, and do not appear to flock together even when preparing to migrate. The nest is a slight depression in the ground, most frequently well concealed by rushes or other tufted foliage, and is constructed of a few dry leaves, stalks of grass, and scraps of moss. The Sandpiper lays four eggs, which are large, and quite disproportionate to the size of the bird. Indeed, but for their peculiar pear-shaped form, which allows of their being placed so as to occupy a small space with the pointed ends all together, the bird would scarcely be able to cover them. The parent bird exhibits the same marvellous sagacity in diverting the attention of an intruder from the young birds to herself, by counterfeiting lameness, which has been observed in the Plovers. The young are able to run within a very short time after exclusion from the egg, there being an instance recorded in the Zoologist of a gentleman having seen some young birds scramble away from the nest while there yet remained an egg containing an unhatched chick. Early, too, in their life they are endowed with the instinct of self-preservation, for Mr. Selby states that if discovered and pursued before they have acquired the use of their wings, they boldly take to the water and dive.
Sandpipers don't gather in groups like many other wading birds; they usually show up in pairs and don’t seem to flock together even when getting ready to migrate. Their nest is just a shallow depression in the ground, often well-hidden by rushes or other tufted plants, and is made up of a few dry leaves, grass stalks, and bits of moss. The Sandpiper lays four eggs that are large and quite out of proportion to the size of the bird. In fact, if it weren't for their unique pear-shaped design, which lets them be arranged to fit into a small space with the pointed ends together, the bird would hardly be able to cover them. The parent bird shows impressive cleverness in distracting an intruder from the chicks to herself by pretending to be lame, a behavior also seen in Plovers. The chicks are able to run shortly after hatching; there’s even a report in the Zoologist of a man who saw young birds scramble away from the nest while there was still an egg with an unhatched chick. Early in their lives, they also have a strong instinct for self-preservation, as Mr. Selby notes that if they are discovered and chased before learning to fly, they bravely jump into the water and dive.
The Sandpiper is found in all parts of Europe and Asia, but not in America.
The Sandpiper can be found throughout Europe and Asia, but it’s not found in America.
TÓTANUS CALIDRIS
The Redshank is a bird of frequent occurrence on all such parts of the coast as are suited to its habits. Nowhere, I suppose, is it more abundant than on the coast of Norfolk—at least, on those parts [Pg 270] of the coast where it can have access to muddy marshes. It does not, indeed, confine itself to such places, for it is not unfrequently to be seen on the sea-shore, feeding in the neighbourhood of Dunlins, Knots, Grey Plovers, and other Waders; or, when its favourite haunts are covered by the tide, a solitary bird or a party of three or four meet or overtake the stroller, by the sea-side, taking care to keep at a respectful distance from him, either by flying high over his head or sweeping along, a few feet above the surface of the sea, in the line of the breakers or in the trough outside them. They may easily be distinguished from any other common bird of the same tribe by the predominance of white in their plumage. Other Waders, such as Dunlins and Sanderlings, present the dark and light sides of their plumage alternately, but the Redshank shows its dark and white feathers simultaneously, and if seen only on the wing might be supposed to be striped with black and white. Keen-sighted observers can also detect its red legs. Its flight, as accurately described by Macgillivray, 'is light, rapid, wavering, and as if undecided, and, being performed by quick jerks of the wings, bears some resemblance to that of a Pigeon'. During its flight it frequently utters its cry, which is a wild shrill whistle of two or three notes, approaching that of the Ringed Plover, but louder and less mellow. At low water, it frequents, in preference to all other places of resort, flat marshes which are intersected by muddy creeks, and in these it bores for food. It is very wary, flying off long before the fowler can come within shot if it happens to be standing exposed; and even if it be concealed under a high bank, where it can neither see nor be seen, it detects his approach by some means, and in most cases is up and away before any but the most expert shot can stop its flight. On these occasions it invariably utters its alarm note, which both proclaims its own escape and gives warning to all other birds feeding in the vicinity. Scattered individuals thus disturbed sometimes unite into flocks, or fly off, still keeping separate, to some distant part of the marsh. On one occasion only have I been enabled to approach near enough to a Redshank to watch its peculiar movements while feeding, and this observation I was much pleased in making, as it confirms the account of another observer. A writer in the Naturalist, quoted by Yarrell and Macgillivray, says: 'I was very much struck with the curious manner in which they dart their bill into the sand nearly its whole length, by jumping up and thus giving it a sort of impetus, if I may use the word, by the weight of their bodies pressing it downwards.' This account Macgillivray, with an unamiable sneer too common in his writings when he refers to statements made by others of facts which have not fallen within his own observation, considers to be so inaccurate that he pronounces the birds to be not Redshanks at all, and calls them 'Irish Redshanks'. On the occasion to which I have referred, I saw at a distance a largish bird feeding on a bank of mud close to an embankment. Calculating as nearly as I could how many paces off it was, I cautiously crept along the other side of the embankment; and when I had reached what I supposed was the right spot, took off my hat and peeped over. Within a few yards of me was an unmistakable Redshank, pegging with his long beak into the mud, and aiding every blow with an impetus of his whole body. In my own mind I compared his movements with those of a Nuthatch, with which I was quite familiar, and, the surface of the mud being frozen hard, I imagined that the laborious effort on the part of the bird was necessitated by the hardness of the ground. Perhaps this may have been the case; but, whether or not, it is clear enough that the bird does, when occasion requires it, lend the weight of his body to the effort of his beak in searching for food. I should add that I did not know, at the time, that any similar occurrence had been recorded.
The Redshank is a bird commonly found along coastal areas that fit its habits. I believe it’s most abundant along the coast of Norfolk—specifically, in those sections where it has access to muddy marshes. However, it doesn't only stick to these areas; it's often seen on the beach, feeding near Dunlins, Knots, Grey Plovers, and other shorebirds. When its preferred spots are covered by the tide, you might see a single bird or a small group of three or four approaching or passing by you along the shore, carefully keeping their distance, either by flying high above or skimming a few feet over the water, in line with the waves or in the trough of the surf. They stand out from other common birds in the same family because their plumage has a lot of white. Other shorebirds like Dunlins and Sanderlings alternate between dark and light colors, but the Redshank shows its dark and white feathers at the same time, which makes it look like it’s striped in black and white when seen only in flight. Sharp-eyed observers can also notice its red legs. Its flight, as Macgillivray accurately described, is light, fast, and somewhat erratic, resembling that of a pigeon due to the quick flapping of its wings. While flying, it often makes a shrill, wild whistle of two or three notes, similar to the call of the Ringed Plover, but louder and sharper. At low tide, it prefers flat marshes cut by muddy channels where it probes for food. The Redshank is very cautious, taking off well before a hunter can get close if it's out in the open. Even if it's hidden behind a high bank, where it can’t see or be seen, it senses an approaching threat somehow, and usually takes off before all but the most skilled marksman can hit it. In these moments, it always lets out an alarm call that signals its escape and warns other nearby birds. Disturbed single birds sometimes flock together or fly off separately to another part of the marsh. I’ve only had one chance to get close enough to a Redshank to observe its unique feeding behavior, and I was pleased to make this observation, as it backed up what another observer had noted. A writer in the Naturalist, cited by Yarrell and Macgillivray, mentions: ‘I was really struck by the odd way they thrust their bill into the sand almost its full length, by jumping up and giving it an added force, using the weight of their bodies to push it downwards.’ Macgillivray, with his usual critical tone towards others’ accounts that he hasn’t personally witnessed, dismissed this as inaccurate and claimed that those birds weren’t Redshanks at all, referring to them as 'Irish Redshanks'. On the occasion I mentioned, I spotted a larger bird feeding on a mud bank near an embankment. Estimating how far off it was, I quietly crept along the opposite side of the bank. When I thought I had reached the right spot, I removed my hat and peeked over. Just a few yards from me was a clear Redshank, probing the mud with its long beak and using its body weight to assist in each thrust. I couldn’t help but compare its movements to those of a Nuthatch, which I was very familiar with. With the mud being hard-frozen, I thought the bird’s efforts were necessary due to the ground’s hardness. Maybe that was the case, but it’s evident that the bird does, when necessary, use its body weight to help its beak while searching for food. I should mention that I wasn’t aware at the time that a similar observation had been recorded.
The food of the Redshank consists of worms, marine insects, and any other animal matter which abounds on the sea-shore. In small communities it builds its nest of a few blades of grass in the marshes, in a tuft of rushes or long grass, never among the shingle where that of the Ringed Plover is placed, but often under a shrub (popularly known on the coast of Norfolk by the name of 'Rosemary'), the Suæda fruticosa, Shrubby Sea Blite, of botanists. It lays four eggs, which are considered delicate eating.
The Redshank’s diet includes worms, marine insects, and any other animal matter found along the shore. In small groups, it builds its nest using a few blades of grass in marshes, often in a clump of rushes or tall grass, never among the pebbles where the Ringed Plover nests. Instead, it often nests under a shrub commonly known along the Norfolk coast as 'Rosemary,' which is scientifically referred to as Suæda fruticosa, or Shrubby Sea Blite. It lays four eggs that are considered a delicacy.
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TÓTANUS CANESCENS
An unusual colour and disproportionate length of leg are characters which sufficiently distinguish the Greenshank and account for its name. It is far less common than the Redshank, but seems to resemble it in many of its habits. It is sociably disposed towards birds of its own kind and allied species, but utterly averse to any familiarity with man, insomuch that fowlers rarely come within shot of it. It frequents low muddy or sandy shores and brackish pools, the oozy banks of lakes, ponds, and rivers, preferring such open situations as allow it a clear view of threatening danger while there is plenty of time to decamp. In the course of feeding it wades unconcernedly [Pg 272] through pools of shallow water, and, if so minded, hesitates neither to swim nor to dive.
An unusual color and oddly long legs are features that clearly identify the Greenshank and explain its name. It's much less common than the Redshank but seems to share many of its habits. It tends to socialize with other Greenshanks and similar species but is completely avoids any contact with humans, so hunters rarely get close enough to take a shot. It prefers low, muddy, or sandy shores and brackish pools, as well as the soggy banks of lakes, ponds, and rivers, favoring open areas that provide a clear view of potential threats while allowing plenty of time to escape. While feeding, it wades calmly through shallow water and, if needed, does not hesitate to swim or dive. [Pg 272]
Its visits to England are paid most commonly in spring and autumn, while it is on its way to and from the northern climates in which it breeds. 'In Scotland it is seen', says Macgillivray, 'in small flocks here and there along the sea-shore, by the margins of rivers, and in marshy places breeding there in the north, but it is nowhere common, and in most districts of very rare occurrence. By the beginning of summer it has disappeared from its winter haunts, and advanced northwards; individuals or pairs remaining here and there in the more northern parts of Scotland, while the rest extend their migration.' The same author describes a nest, which he found in the island of Harris, as very like those of the Golden and Lapwing Plovers, with four eggs, intermediate in size between the eggs of these two birds. Another nest was also found by Selby, in Sutherlandshire. There can be therefore no doubt that the north of Scotland is within the extreme southern limit of its breeding-ground. During the winter it is to be seen in the west of Ireland only.
It usually visits England in spring and autumn while traveling to and from the northern areas where it breeds. "In Scotland, it can be spotted," says Macgillivray, "in small flocks here and there along the coast, by the rivers, and in marshy areas where it breeds in the north. However, it is not common anywhere and is very rarely seen in most regions. By early summer, it has left its winter habitats and moved north, with some individuals or pairs remaining in the more northern parts of Scotland while the rest continue their migration." The same author describes a nest he found on the island of Harris, which is very similar to the nests of the Golden and Lapwing Plovers, containing four eggs that are sized between the eggs of the two species. Another nest was also discovered by Selby in Sutherlandshire. Therefore, there’s no doubt that the northern part of Scotland is at the extreme southern edge of its breeding grounds. During the winter, it is only found in the west of Ireland.
LIMÓSA LAPPONICA
On the coast of Norfolk, where I made my first acquaintance with this bird in the fresh state, it is called a Half-Curlew. In like manner, a Wigeon is called a Half-Duck. In either case the reason for giving the name is, that the smaller bird possesses half the market value of the larger. It resembles the Curlew in its flight and the colour of its plumage; but differs in having its long beak slightly curved upwards, while that of the Curlew is strongly arched downwards; and it is far less wary, allowing itself to be approached so closely that it falls an easy prey to the fowler. It appears to be most frequently met with in spring and autumn, when it visits many parts of the coast in small flocks. In Norfolk it is met with from May, the twelfth of that month being called 'Godwit day,' by the gunners, although it is almost unknown up north at that season.
On the coast of Norfolk, where I first encountered this bird in its natural state, it’s referred to as a Half-Curlew. Similarly, a Wigeon is called a Half-Duck. The reason for these names is that the smaller bird is worth about half the market value of the larger one. It looks like the Curlew in its flight and plumage color, but it has a long beak that curves slightly upwards, whereas the Curlew's beak is sharply arched downwards. This bird is also much less cautious, allowing people to get close enough to easily hunt it. You’re most likely to see it in the spring and autumn when it travels to different parts of the coast in small flocks. In Norfolk, it can be spotted starting in May, with the twelfth of that month being referred to as 'Godwit day' by the hunters, although it’s almost unheard of further north at that time.
The specimens which were brought to me were shot in the very severe weather which ushered in the year 1861. These birds have nowhere been observed in England later than the beginning of [Pg 273] summer, from which fact the inference is fairly drawn that they do not breed in this country. Their habits differ in no material respects from the other sea-side Waders, with whom they frequently mingle while feeding, not, seemingly, for the sake of good fellowship, but attracted by a motive common to all, that of picking up food wherever an abundance is to be met with. Their note is a loud, shrill cry, often uttered while on the wing. The female is much larger than the male.
The specimens that were brought to me were shot during the extremely harsh weather that marked the start of 1861. These birds have not been seen in England later than early summer, from which it’s reasonable to conclude that they don’t breed in this country. Their behavior isn’t significantly different from that of other seaside waders, with whom they often mix while feeding—not out of camaraderie, but drawn by a shared goal of finding food wherever it’s plentiful. Their call is a loud, high-pitched cry, often made while flying. The female is much larger than the male.
This bird is sometimes called the Sea Woodcock. Its flesh is good eating, but is far inferior in flavour to that of the true Woodcock.
This bird is sometimes called the Sea Woodcock. Its meat is good to eat, but it tastes much worse than that of the true Woodcock.
LIMÓSA BELGICA
This bird is, in outward appearance, mainly distinguished from the preceding by having two-thirds of the tail black, instead of being barred throughout with white and black. Like its congener, it is most frequently seen in autumn and spring, while on the way to and from its breeding-ground in the north; but it does not stay with us through winter, though occasionally a few pairs used to remain in the fen-countries to breed. It is by far the less common of the two, and seems to be getting annually more and more rare. Its habits, as far as they have been observed, approach those of the other Scolopacidæ. In its flight it resembles the Redshank. Its note is a wild screaming whistle, which it utters while on the wing. It builds its nest in swamps, among rushes and sedges, simply collecting a few grasses and roots into any convenient hole, and there it lays four eggs.
This bird looks different from the previous one mainly because two-thirds of its tail is black, instead of being mixed with white and black stripes. Like its relative, it is often spotted in the autumn and spring as it migrates to and from its breeding grounds up north; however, it doesn’t stay with us during winter, although some pairs used to remain in the wetland areas to breed. It is much less common than the other and seems to be getting rarer each year. Its behavior, as far as we know, is similar to that of other Scolopacidæ. In flight, it resembles the Redshank. Its call is a loud, screaming whistle that it makes while flying. It builds its nest in swamps, among rushes and sedges, simply gathering a few grasses and roots into any convenient spot, and there it lays four eggs.
NUMENIUS ARQUATA
Dwellers by the sea-side—especially where the tide retires to a great distance leaving a wide expanse of muddy sand, or on the [Pg 274] banks of a tidal river where the receding water lays bare extensive banks of soft ooze—are most probably quite familiar with the note of the Curlew, however ignorant they may be of the form or name of the bird from which it proceeds. A loud whistle of two syllables, which may be heard for more than a mile, bearing a not over-fanciful resemblance to the name of the bird, answered by a similar cry, mellowed by distance into a pleasant sound—wild, but in perfect harmony with the character of the scene—announces the fact that a party of Curlews have discovered that the ebb-tide is well advanced, and that their feeding-ground is uncovered. The stroller, if quietly disposed, may chance to get a sight of the birds themselves as they arrive in small flocks from the inland meadows; and though they will probably be too cautious to venture within an unsafe distance, they will most likely come quite close enough to be discriminated. Not the merest novice could mistake them for Gulls; for not only is their flight of a different character, but the bill, which is thick enough to be distinguished at a considerable distance, is disproportionately long, and is curved to a remarkable degree. Curlews are in the habit of selecting as their feeding-ground those portions of the shore which most abound in worms and small crustaceous animals; these they either pick up and, as it were, coax from the tip to the base of the beak, or, thrusting their long bills into the mud, draw out the worms, which they dispose of in like manner. When the sands or ooze are covered, they withdraw from the shore, and either retire to the adjoining marshes or pools, or pace about the meadows, picking up worms, snails, and insects. Hay-fields, before the grass is cut, are favourite resorts, especially in the North; and, in districts where there are meadows adjoining an estuary, they are in the habit of changing the one for the other at every ebb and flow of the tide. From the middle of autumn till the early spring Curlews are, for the most part, sea-side birds, frequenting, more or less, all the coast; but at the approach of the breeding season they repair inland, and resort to heaths, damp meadows, and barren hills. Here a shallow nest is made on the ground, composed of bents, rushes, and twigs of heath, loosely put together. The eggs, which are very large, are four in number. During the period of incubation the male keeps about the neighbourhood, but is scarcely less wary than at other seasons. The female, if disturbed, endeavours to lure away the intruder from her dwelling by the artifice, common in the tribe, of pretending to be disabled; and great anxiety is shown by both male and female if any one approaches the spot where the young lie concealed. The latter are able to run almost immediately after they are hatched, but some weeks elapse before they are fledged. It seems probable that an unusually long time elapses before they attain their full size, for the dimensions of different individuals vary to [Pg 275] a remarkable degree. Eight or nine specimens were brought to me in Norfolk in the winter of 1861, and among them about half seemed full-grown; of the others some were so small that, at the first glance, I supposed them to be Whimbrels.
People living by the seaside—especially in areas where the tide goes out far, leaving a large stretch of muddy sand, or along the banks of a tidal river where the receding water exposes extensive areas of soft mud—are likely quite familiar with the call of the Curlew, even if they don't know the bird's form or name. It's a loud whistle with two syllables that can be heard from over a mile away, resembling the bird's name, answered by a similar sound that, softened by distance, becomes a pleasant melody—wild, yet perfectly fitting for the setting—indicating that a group of Curlews has realized the tide has gone out and their feeding area is exposed. If someone is quietly walking by, they might catch a glimpse of the birds as they come in small flocks from the inland meadows; while they are probably too wary to come too close, they are likely to approach within a distance where they can be identified. Even a novice wouldn't confuse them with Gulls; their flight is quite different, and their bill, which is thick enough to be seen from far away, is disproportionately long and notably curved. Curlews tend to choose feeding grounds along the shore that are rich in worms and small crustaceans; they either pick them up and coax them from the tip of their beak or, by thrusting their long bills into the mud, pull out the worms, eating them in the same way. When the sand or mud is covered by water, they leave the shore, retreating to nearby marshes or pools, or they roam around meadows collecting worms, snails, and insects. Before hay is cut, they often visit hay-fields, especially in the North; and in areas where meadows are near an estuary, they frequently switch between the two as the tide changes. From mid-autumn until early spring, Curlews are mostly found along the coast, frequenting all shores to some extent; but as the breeding season nears, they move inland, seeking out heaths, damp meadows, and barren hills. They create a shallow nest on the ground made of grass, rushes, and heath twigs, loosely assembled. The eggs, which are quite large, number four. During incubation, the male stays nearby but is as wary as at other times. If disturbed, the female tries to draw the intruder away by pretending to be injured, a common tactic in this species. Both the male and female show significant anxiety if anyone approaches the spot where the chicks are hidden. The chicks can run almost immediately after hatching, but it takes several weeks before they can fly. It seems that it takes an unusually long time for them to reach full size, as the sizes of different individuals can vary greatly. Eight or nine specimens were brought to me in Norfolk during the winter of 1861, and about half appeared fully grown; the others were so small that, at first glance, I thought they were Whimbrels.
The Curlew is found on the sea-coast over the whole of Europe and Asia, and along the northern coast of Africa.
The Curlew is found along the coastlines throughout Europe and Asia, as well as the northern coast of Africa.
The flesh of this bird is said by some to be excellent eating. This, perhaps, may be the case with young birds shot early in autumn before they have been long subjected to a marine diet. My own experience of birds shot in winter does not confirm this opinion. I have found them eatable, but not palatable.
The flesh of this bird is said by some to be great to eat. This might be true for young birds shot early in the fall before they've been on a marine diet for too long. However, my own experience with birds shot in winter doesn't support this view. I've found them edible, but not tasty.
NUMENIUS PHÆOPUS
Though by no means a rare bird, the Whimbrel is of far less common occurrence than the Curlew, and is seen only at two periods of the year, in May and August, when performing its migrations. It resembles the Curlew both in figure and habits, though much smaller in size; its note, too, is like the whistle of that bird, but somewhat higher. It is gregarious, but unsociable with other birds. The extreme southern limit at which the Whimbrel breeds is considered to be the Orkney and Shetland Islands. It is known to visit most of the countries of Europe and Asia in spring and autumn, but is nowhere very abundant.
Though not a rare bird, the Whimbrel is definitely less common than the Curlew and is only seen during two times of the year, in May and August, while migrating. It looks similar to the Curlew in shape and behavior but is much smaller. Its call is also similar to the Curlew’s whistle, but a bit higher in pitch. The Whimbrel tends to flock together but doesn’t socialize much with other bird species. It breeds as far south as the Orkney and Shetland Islands. The Whimbrel is known to visit most European and Asian countries in spring and autumn, but it’s not very plentiful anywhere.
HYDROCHELIDON NIGRA
The Black Tern is a common bird in most temperate countries [Pg 276] which abound in extensive marshes. In its habits it is scarcely less aquatic than the preceding species, but differs from them all in preferring fresh water to salt. It was formerly of frequent occurrence in England; but draining and reclaiming have, within the last few years, given over many of its haunts to the Partridge and Wood Pigeon; and it is now but rarely known to breed in this country.[50] A few, however, are not unfrequently seen in spring and autumn, when on their way from and to their winter quarters, which are the warmer regions of the globe. In Norfolk its name still lingers as the 'Blue Darr', a corruption, probably, of Dorr-Hawk (another name of the Nightjar), a bird which it closely resembles in its mode of flight. Like the Dorr-Hawk, the Black Tern feeds on beetles and other insects, which it catches on the wing, but adds to its dietary small fresh-water fish, which it catches by dipping for them. While in pursuit of its winged prey, it does not confine itself to the water, but skims over the marsh and adjoining meadows, sometimes even alighting for an instant to pick up a worm. Black Terns are sociable birds among themselves, but do not consort with other species. They lay their eggs in the most inaccessible swamps, on masses of decayed reeds and flags, but little elevated above the level of the water. The nests are merely depressions in the lumps of vegetable substance, and usually contain three or sometimes four eggs. They are placed near enough to each other to form colonies; and the birds continue to flock together during their absence in warmer climates. Large flocks have been seen in the Atlantic, midway between Europe and America. In Holland and Hungary they are said by Temminck to be numerous. This author states that the Black Tern commonly lays its eggs on the leaves of the water-lily.
The Black Tern is a common bird in most temperate countries [Pg 276] where there are plenty of large marshes. It is just as aquatic as the previous species, but unlike them, it prefers fresh water over salt water. It used to be quite common in England; however, draining and reclaiming land over the past few years have taken away many of its habitats, which are now occupied by the Partridge and Wood Pigeon, so it rarely breeds in this country now.[50] A few can still be seen frequently in spring and autumn as they travel to and from their winter locations in warmer areas. In Norfolk, its name still exists as the 'Blue Darr', which probably comes from Dorr-Hawk (another name for the Nightjar), a bird it resembles in its flying style. Like the Dorr-Hawk, the Black Tern feeds on beetles and other insects that it catches in mid-air, and it also adds small freshwater fish to its diet, which it catches by diving. While hunting for flying prey, it doesn't just stay over the water; it glides over marshes and nearby meadows, sometimes stopping briefly to grab a worm. Black Terns are social with their own kind but don't associate with other species. They lay their eggs in hard-to-reach swamps, on piles of decayed reeds and flags, which are only slightly above the water level. The nests are just shallow depressions in these clumps of vegetation and usually contain three to four eggs. They are close enough together to form colonies, and the birds continue to gather in groups while they are away in warmer regions. Large flocks have been spotted in the Atlantic, halfway between Europe and America. In Holland and Hungary, they are reported to be numerous, according to Temminck. This author mentions that the Black Tern often lays its eggs on water-lily leaves.
STERNA CANTIACA
The Sandwich Tern, which takes its name from the place where it was first seen in England, is not uncommon on many parts of the coast during the summer months. In some places it seems to be [Pg 277] abundant. A large colony inhabits the Farne Islands. They breed as far north as the Findhorn. Upon this coast it is called par excellence 'The Tern', all the other species passing under the general name of 'Sea Swallows'. Its habits are so like those of the Common Tern, to be described hereafter, that, to avoid repetition, I purposely omit all account of its mode of fishing, and content myself with quoting, on the authority of Audubon and Meyer, incidents in its biography which I have not noticed in the Common Tern. The former author says: 'Its cries are sharp, grating, and loud enough to be heard at the distance of half a mile. They are repeated at intervals while it is travelling, and kept up incessantly when one intrudes upon it in its breeding-ground, on which occasion it sails and dashes over your head, chiding you with angry notes, more disagreeable than pleasant to your ear.' Meyer, writing of the same bird, says: 'The Sandwich Tern is observed to be particularly fond of settling on sunken rocks where the waves run high, and the surf is heavy: this being a peculiar fancy belonging to this species, it is sometimes called by the name of Surf Tern.'
The Sandwich Tern, named after the location where it was first spotted in England, is quite common along many parts of the coast during the summer. In some areas, it appears to be [Pg 277] abundant. A large colony lives on the Farne Islands. They breed as far north as Findhorn. Along this coast, it's referred to as par excellence 'The Tern,' while other species are grouped together under the general term 'Sea Swallows.' Its behavior is very similar to that of the Common Tern, which will be described later, so to avoid repeating myself, I’ll skip over the details of its fishing technique and instead highlight, based on what Audubon and Meyer have said, some aspects of its life that I haven’t mentioned regarding the Common Tern. Audubon notes: 'Its cries are sharp, grating, and loud enough to be heard from half a mile away. They are made at intervals while it’s flying and are continuous when someone approaches its breeding ground, during which it dives and sweeps over your head, scolding you with harsh notes that are more unpleasant than enjoyable to hear.' Meyer, writing about the same bird, states: 'The Sandwich Tern is especially fond of sitting on underwater rocks where the waves are strong, and the surf is heavy; this unique preference has led to it sometimes being called the Surf Tern.'
STERNA DOUGALLI
Of this Tern Dr. M'Dougall, its discoverer, says, 'It is of light and very elegant figure, differing from the Common Tern in the size, length, colour, and curvature of the bill; in the comparative shortness of the wing in proportion to the tail, in the purity of the whiteness of the tail, and the peculiar conformation and extraordinary length of the lateral feathers. It also differs from that bird in the hazel-colour and size of the legs and feet.'
Of this Tern, Dr. M'Dougall, its discoverer, says, "It has a light and very elegant shape, different from the Common Tern in the size, length, color, and curve of the bill; in the relatively shorter wings compared to the tail; in the pure whiteness of the tail; and in the unique structure and extraordinary length of the side feathers. It also differs from that bird in the hazel color and size of the legs and feet."
Roseate Terns have been discovered on several parts of the coast, principally in the north, as in the mouth of the Clyde, Lancashire and the Farne Islands. They associate with the Common Terns, but are far less numerous. Selby says, 'the old birds are easily recognized amidst hundreds of the other species by their peculiar and buoyant flight, long tail, and note, which may be expressed by the word crake, uttered in a hoarse grating key.' They rarely nest in Great Britain. [Pg 278]
Roseate Terns have been found in several areas along the coast, mainly in the north, like at the mouth of the Clyde, Lancashire, and the Farne Islands. They hang out with the Common Terns, but they’re much less common. Selby says, 'the adult birds are easy to spot among hundreds of the other species because of their unique and graceful flight, long tail, and call, which can be described as crake, sounded in a rough, grating tone.' They rarely breed in Great Britain. [Pg 278]
STERNA MACRURA
This bird, as its name indicates, frequents high northern latitudes, to which, however, it is not confined; since in the Orkneys and Hebrides it is the common species. It breeds also on the coast of some of the northern English counties, but not farther south than the Humber, though several instances are recorded of large flocks making their appearance in different places at the season when they were probably on their way from their winter quarters—far away to the south—to their breeding-ground. In the rocky islands, which they frequent from May to September, they form colonies and lay their eggs, generally apart from the allied species. The eggs closely resemble those of the Common Tern, but are somewhat smaller. In its habits and general appearance the Arctic Tern comes so close to the last-named species, that the birds, even when flying together, can only be distinguished by the most practised eye.
This bird, as its name suggests, is found in high northern latitudes, but it's not limited to those areas; it also commonly appears in the Orkneys and Hebrides. It breeds on some northern English coasts, but not further south than the Humber, although there are several records of large flocks appearing in various places during the time they were likely migrating from their winter habitats way down south to their breeding grounds. In the rocky islands where they stay from May to September, they form colonies and lay their eggs, usually separate from related species. The eggs look a lot like those of the Common Tern but are a bit smaller. In terms of behavior and general look, the Arctic Tern is so similar to the Common Tern that you can only tell them apart with a keen eye, even when they’re flying together.
![Plate_57. Lesser Tern [M]; Common Tern; Turnstone [M] imm.; and Oyster Catcher [F]. [face p. 278. Plate_57](images/plate_57.png)
![Plate_58. Glaucous Gull [F]; The Common Gull; Lesser Black-backed Gull; and Greater Black-backed Gull [M]. Plate_58](images/plate_58.png)
STERNA FLUVIÁTILIS
On those parts of the coast where the Common Tern is abundant, no sea-bird is more likely to attract the notice of the visitor than the Common Tern. It is less in size than any of the common species of Gull, with which, however, it is often confounded by the unobservant. It is more lively and active in its motions, not ordinarily flying in circles, but, if I may use the expression, 'rambling' through the air, frequently diverging to the right or left, and raising or depressing itself at frequent intervals. These characters alone are sufficient to distinguish the Tern from any of the Gulls; but it presents yet more striking features. Its tail is elongated and forked like that of the Swallow, and from this character rather than from its flight it is commonly known as the Sea Swallow. Its mode of taking its prey is totally different from that of the Gulls. Very frequently a single Tern may be observed pursuing its course in a line with the breakers on a sandy shore at the distance perhaps of from fifty to a hundred yards from the beach. Its beak is pointed downwards, and the bird is evidently on the look-out for prey. Suddenly it descends perpendicularly into the water, making a perceptible splash, but scarcely disappearing. In an instant it has recovered the use of its wings and ascends again, swallowing some small fish meanwhile if it has been successful, but in any case continuing its course as before. I do not recollect ever to have seen a Tern sit on the water to devour its prey when fishing among the breakers. Often, too, as one is walking along the shore, or sailing in a boat, when the sea is calm, a cruising party of Terns comes in sight. Their flight now is less direct than in the instance just mentioned, as they 'beat' the fishing-ground after the fashion of spaniels, still, however, making way ahead. Suddenly one of the party arrests its flight, hovers for a few seconds like a Hawk, and descends as if shot, making a splash as before. If unsuccessful it rises at once, but if it has captured the object on which it swooped, it remains floating on the water until it has relieved itself of its incumbrance by the summary process of swallowing it. I do not know a prettier sight than a party of Terns thus occupied. They are by no means shy, frequently flying quite over the boat, and uttering from time to time a short scream, which, though not melodious, is more in keeping with the scene than a mellow song would be.
On the parts of the coast where the Common Tern is plentiful, no sea bird is more likely to catch the visitor's attention than the Common Tern. It's smaller than any of the common Gull species, which often leads the unobservant to confuse them. The Tern is more energetic and active in its movements, usually not flying in circles but, if I may put it this way, 'wandering' through the air, often veering to the right or left and frequently raising or lowering itself. These traits alone are enough to set the Tern apart from the Gulls, but it has even more distinct features. Its tail is long and forked like that of a Swallow, and because of this characteristic, it’s often called the Sea Swallow instead of based on its flight. Its way of catching prey is completely different from that of Gulls. Often, you can see a single Tern flying in line with the waves on a sandy shore, maybe fifty to a hundred yards from the beach. Its beak points downwards, and the bird is clearly on the lookout for food. Suddenly, it drops straight down into the water, creating a noticeable splash, but hardly disappearing. In a moment, it regains the use of its wings and flies back up, swallowing a small fish if it has been successful, but in any case, continuing on its path as before. I don’t recall ever seeing a Tern sitting on the water to eat its catch while fishing among the waves. Also, as you walk along the shore or sail in a boat when the sea is calm, a group of Terns may come into view. Their flight is less direct than in the previous example, as they ‘beat’ the fishing ground like spaniels, but they still progress ahead. Suddenly, one of the Terns stops mid-air, hovers for a few seconds like a Hawk, and then drops down as if shot, creating another splash. If it doesn’t catch anything, it quickly rises again, but if it does catch its target, it floats on the water until it swallows its catch. I can't think of a prettier sight than a group of Terns busy at this. They’re not at all shy, often flying right over the boat and occasionally letting out a short scream, which, although not melodious, fits the scene better than a sweet song would.
In rough weather they repair to sheltered bays, ascend estuaries, or follow the course of a river until they have advanced far inland. They are harbingers of summer quite as much as the Swallow itself, coming to us in May and leaving in September for some warmer coast. They usually breed on flat shores, laying two or three eggs on the ground, in marshes, or on sandy shingle. The eggs in my collection were procured on the coast of Norfolk, but I have seen the birds themselves in the greatest numbers in Belfast Lough and in Loch Crinan. They have bred as far north as Sutherland.
In bad weather, they head to sheltered bays, travel up estuaries, or follow rivers deep into the land. They are just as much a sign of summer as the Swallow, arriving in May and leaving in September for a warmer coast. They typically nest on flat shores, laying two or three eggs on the ground, in marshes, or on sandy beaches. The eggs in my collection were sourced from the coast of Norfolk, but I’ve seen the birds in large numbers in Belfast Lough and Loch Crinan. They have even nested as far north as Sutherland.
STERNA MINUTA
On the sandy and marshy shores of Norfolk, the Lesser Tern is a bird of common occurrence in summer, either single, or in small [Pg 280] parties of three or four. Not unfrequently, as the sea-side visitor is sauntering about on the sands, one of these birds seems to take offence at its dominion being invaded. With repeated harsh cries it flies round and round the intruder, coming quite close enough to allow its black head and yellow beak to be distinguished. Its flight is swift, something like that of a Swallow, but more laboured, and not so rapid. If fired at, it takes little notice of the noise; and, knowing nothing of the danger, continues its screams[51] and circling till its pertinacity becomes annoying. When feeding it presents a far pleasanter appearance. Then, altogether heedless of intrusion, it skims along the surface of the drains in the marshes, profiting by its length of wing and facility of wheeling, to capture flying insects. At least, if this be not its object, I can in no other way account for the peculiar character of its flight. At other times, either alone or in company with a few other individuals of the same species, it is seen flying slowly along, some fifteen or twenty feet above the surface of a shallow tidal pool, or pond, in a salt marsh. Suddenly it arrests its onward progress, soars like a Kestrel for a second or two, with its beak pointed downwards. It has descried a shrimp, or small fish, and this is its way of taking aim. Employing the mechanism with which its Creator has provided it, it throws out of gear its apparatus of feathers and air-tubes, and falls like a plummet into the water, with a splash which sends circle after circle to the shore; and, in an instant, having captured and swallowed its petty booty, returns to its aërial watch-post. A social little party of three or four birds, who have thus taken possession of a pond, will remain fishing as long as the tide is high enough to keep it full. They take little notice of passengers; and if startled by the report of a gun, remove to a short distance only, and there resume their occupation. Sometimes they may be seen floating about in the open sea, resting their wings, perhaps, after a long flight, or simply idling, certainly not fishing; for although they plunge from a height, with great ease and elegance, diving proper is not one of their accomplishments.
On the sandy and marshy shores of Norfolk, the Lesser Tern is commonly seen in the summer, either alone or in small groups of three or four. Often, when a beachgoer is walking on the sands, one of these birds seems to get upset at its territory being invaded. With loud, harsh cries, it flies in circles around the intruder, coming close enough for its black head and yellow beak to be seen clearly. Its flight is fast, somewhat like a Swallow, but more labored and not as quick. If shot at, it barely reacts to the noise; unaware of the danger, it keeps screaming and circling until its persistence becomes annoying. When feeding, it looks much more pleasant. Then, completely oblivious to intrusion, it skims along the surface of the marsh drains, using its long wings and turning ability to catch flying insects. At least, if that's not its goal, I can't explain the unique way it flies. At other times, either alone or with a few others of its kind, it flies slowly about fifteen or twenty feet above the surface of a shallow tidal pool or pond in a salt marsh. Suddenly, it halts its progress, soars like a Kestrel for a second or two, with its beak pointed downwards. It has spotted a shrimp or small fish, and this is its way of aiming. Using the design its Creator provided, it adjusts its feathers and air-tubes, plunging into the water like a stone, creating a splash that sends ripples to the shore; in an instant, after catching and swallowing its little catch, it returns to its aerial lookout. A small group of three or four birds that have taken over a pond will keep fishing as long as the tide is high enough to keep it full. They pay little attention to passersby; if startled by a gunshot, they only move a short distance away, then resume their activity. Sometimes they can be seen floating in the open sea, resting their wings after a long flight or just idling, certainly not fishing; for while they dive from a height with a lot of grace, diving properly isn’t one of their skills.
To the stranger who visits the coast of Norfolk, the Lesser Tern will, perhaps, be pointed out under the name of 'Sea Swallow', or, more probably, as a 'Shrimp Catcher'. Either of these names is appropriate. Its mode of progress through the air is more [Pg 281] like a Swallow's than that of the Common Tern, and in size it does not so very much exceed the Swift as to make the comparison outrageous. A shrimp it can undoubtedly catch; and it exercises its vocation in shallow water, such as shrimps alone inhabit or small fish no larger than shrimps.
To a visitor on the coast of Norfolk, the Lesser Tern might be referred to as the 'Sea Swallow' or more commonly as the 'Shrimp Catcher.' Either name fits well. Its way of flying is more similar to a Swallow's than that of the Common Tern, and in size, it doesn’t differ much from the Swift to make that comparison outlandish. It can definitely catch shrimp and typically hunts in shallow waters, home to shrimp and small fish that are no bigger than shrimp.
Like the other Terns it is migratory, repairing year after year to low flat shores on various parts of the coast, arriving in May, and departing in September for some climate subject to no cold severe enough to banish small marine animals to deep water. The Lesser Tern makes no nest, but lays its eggs, generally two, among the shingle.
Like other Terns, it migrates, returning year after year to low flat shores along different parts of the coast, arriving in May and leaving in September for a warmer climate that isn’t too cold to push small marine animals to deeper waters. The Lesser Tern doesn’t build a nest but lays its eggs—usually two—among the pebbles.
LARUS MINUTUS
This, the smallest of the Gulls, comes sometimes in numbers to the British coast. It is said to be remarkably active and graceful in its movements through the air, and to associate with Terns. Its food consists of marine insects and small fish. Its breeding-place and eggs are unknown. As a rule it leaves us in September or early in October.
This is the smallest of the Gulls, and it sometimes shows up in groups along the British coast. It's known to be very active and graceful in the air and often hangs out with Terns. It feeds on marine insects and small fish. Its nesting sites and eggs are not known. Generally, it leaves us in September or early October.
LARUS RIDIBUNDUS
Black-headed, Blackcap, Brown-headed, Red-legged, and Pewit, are all common distinctive names of this Gull, to which may be added that of Laughing Gull. The latter name is, indeed, often given to the next species, a rare bird, and might with equal propriety be applied to several other species, whose harsh cry [Pg 282] resembles a laugh. The systematic name, ridibundus, which has the same meaning, is by general consent confined to this. The reader, therefore, must bear in mind that though the term ridibundus will bear no translation but 'laughing', the name of the Laughing Gull is Larus atricapilla, which can mean only 'Black-headed Gull'; a paradoxical statement, perhaps, but one which it is necessary to make, or the young student will probably fall into error.
Black-headed, Blackcap, Brown-headed, Red-legged, and Pewit are all common names for this gull, and you can also add Laughing Gull. In fact, the name Laughing Gull is often given to the next species, which is rare, and it could also apply to several other species whose harsh cry sounds like a laugh. The scientific name, ridibundus, which means the same thing, is generally only used for this one. So, the reader should remember that while the term ridibundus translates to 'laughing,' the name of the Laughing Gull is Larus atricapilla, which means only 'Black-headed Gull'; it's a bit paradoxical, but it's important to clarify this, or new students might get confused.
Brown-headed Gull is the most appropriate of all the above names, at least in summer, for at this period both male and female are best distinguished by the deep brown colour of the head and upper part of the neck.
Brown-headed Gull is the best name from all of the options above, at least in the summer, because during this time both males and females are easily identified by the dark brown color of their heads and the upper part of their necks.
This is one of the most frequent of the Gulls, to be sought for in the breeding season not on the rocky shore among cliffs, but on low flat salt marshes on the coast and in fresh-water marshes far inland. Early in spring large numbers of Brown-headed Gulls repair to their traditional breeding-grounds and wander over the adjoining country in search of food, which consists of worms and grubs. From the assiduity with which they resort to arable land and follow the plough, they have been called Sea Crows. In April and May they make their simple preparations for laying their eggs by trampling down the broken tops of reeds and sedges, and so forming a slight concavity. The number of eggs in each nest is generally three, and as a large number of birds often resort to the same spot, the collecting of these eggs becomes an occupation of importance. By some persons they are considered a delicacy, and, with the eggs of the Redshank, are substituted for Plovers' eggs; but to a fastidious palate they are not acceptable, and far inferior to an egg from the poultry yard. Willughby describes a colony of Blackcaps on a small island in a marsh or fish pond, in the county of Stafford, distant at least thirty miles from the sea. He says that when the young birds had attained their full size, it was the custom to drive them from the island into nets disposed along the shore of the lake. The captured birds were fattened on meat and garbage, and sold for about fourpence or fivepence each (a goodly price in those days, 1676). The average number captured every year was 1200, returning to the proprietor an income of about £15. In The Catalogue of Norfolk and Suffolk Birds, it is stated that precisely the same sum is paid for the privilege of collecting the eggs from Scoulton Mere, in Norfolk. Towards the end of July, when the young are fully fledged, all the birds, old and young, repair to the sea, and scatter themselves in small flocks to all parts of the coast, preferring a low sandy shore, or the mouth of a tidal river, as the Thames and the Clyde, where they are of common occurrence. They also accompany shoals of herrings and other small fish, often congregating with other species in countless numbers.
This is one of the most common types of gulls, sought after during the breeding season not on rocky shores among cliffs but on low, flat salt marshes along the coast and in freshwater marshes far inland. Early in spring, large numbers of Brown-headed Gulls return to their traditional breeding grounds and roam the surrounding areas in search of food, which consists of worms and grubs. Because of their diligent presence on farmland and their habit of following plows, they've been called Sea Crows. In April and May, they prepare for laying their eggs by flattening the broken tops of reeds and sedges, creating a slight indentation. Each nest usually contains three eggs, and since many birds often gather in the same spot, collecting these eggs becomes an important activity. Some people consider them a delicacy, and they are sometimes used as substitutes for plover eggs alongside those of the Redshank; however, to discerning eaters, they are not appealing and much inferior to eggs from the poultry yard. Willughby describes a colony of Blackcaps on a small island in a marsh or fish pond in Staffordshire, located at least thirty miles from the sea. He notes that when the young birds have reached full size, it was customary to drive them from the island into nets set up along the lake's shore. The captured birds were fattened on meat and scraps, then sold for about fourpence or fivepence each (a decent price back in 1676). The average number caught each year was 1200, bringing the owner an income of around £15. In The Catalogue of Norfolk and Suffolk Birds, it's mentioned that the same sum is paid for the right to collect eggs from Scoulton Mere in Norfolk. By the end of July, when the young are fully feathered, all the birds, both old and young, head to the sea, scattering in small flocks to various parts of the coast, favoring low sandy shores or the mouths of tidal rivers like the Thames and Clyde, where they are commonly found. They also follow schools of herrings and other small fish, often gathering with other species in vast numbers.
Before winter the distinctive character afforded by the brown plumage of the head and neck has entirely disappeared. These parts are now of a pure white, and the red legs afford the best distinguishing feature. Persons residing on the coast, who are familiarly acquainted with the habits of the bird, but are unaware of the periodical change in its colour, consider the two forms of the bird as distinct species. Thus I have received from a marsh on the coast of Norfolk the eggs of the 'Black-Headed Gull', and have had the same bird pointed out to me in winter as the 'Red-legged Pigeon-Mow' (Mew). One flock of about thirty thus pointed out to me presented a very pretty sight. They had detected either a shoal of small fishes, or a collection of dead animal matter floating among the breakers, and were feeding with singular activity.
Before winter, the distinctive brown feathers on the head and neck completely disappear. These areas are now pure white, and the red legs are the most recognizable feature. People living along the coast, who are familiar with the bird's habits but unaware of its seasonal color changes, often mistake the two forms of the bird for different species. For example, I received eggs from the 'Black-Headed Gull' from a marsh on the coast of Norfolk, yet I was shown the same bird in winter called the 'Red-legged Pigeon-Mow' (Mew). One flock of about thirty that was pointed out to me was a beautiful sight. They had spotted either a school of small fish or some dead animal matter floating in the waves and were feeding with remarkable energy.
LARUS CÁNUS
This is a species resident in Great Britain, but it is not known to breed south of the Solway. It nests, however, in the west of Ireland; grassy sides and islands of lochs or slopes that face the sea, not far often above high-water, are its favourite resorts, where it breeds in colonies, the nest of sea-weeds, heather and dry grass being fairly large. In it will be, as a rule, three eggs, an olive-brown, spotted and streaked with a blackish tone; but pale blue, light green and straw-coloured varieties are found often. This Gull is the first to seek the shore on the approach of 'coarse' weather; and it may often be studied in the fields as it picks up grubs among the furrows in the company of Rooks, or by the town-tied Cockney, from his own standpoint of Westminster Bridge.
This bird lives in Great Britain, but it’s not known to breed south of the Solway. However, it does nest in western Ireland; its favorite spots are grassy shores and islands of lakes or slopes facing the sea, usually just above high water. It nests in colonies, making fairly large nests out of seaweed, heather, and dry grass. Typically, there are three eggs in the nest, which are olive-brown and spotted and streaked with black. However, you can also find pale blue, light green, and straw-colored variations. This gull is the first to head to the shore when bad weather approaches; you can often see it in the fields looking for grubs among the furrows alongside rooks, or you might spot it from Westminster Bridge by the city-dwelling Cockney.
The 'Blue Maa', as this species is called in the north, breeds in abundance on the Scottish coasts as well as the moors of the fresh-water lochs, including the Hebrides, Orkneys and Shetlands. The Black-Headed Gull is generally the Common Gull of the peasantry in Ireland, but the underside of the wing in the young of the Common [Pg 284] Gull is mottled with brown, whereas it is greyish-white in the Black-Headed species.
The 'Blue Maa,' as this species is known up north, breeds abundantly along the Scottish coasts and in the moors of the freshwater lochs, including the Hebrides, Orkneys, and Shetlands. The Black-Headed Gull is typically seen as the Common Gull among the rural folk in Ireland, but the underside of the wing in young Common Gulls is mottled with brown, while it is a greyish-white in the Black-Headed species.
Gulls are, moreover, of material service, for they perform for the surface of the sea the same office which crustaceous animals do for its depths. Most of their time is spent in either flying or swimming about (they are no divers) in quest of food, which is of that nature that, if suffered to accumulate, more than one of our senses would be offended. All animal matter which, when life is extinct, rises to the surface, it is their especial province to clear away. To perform this necessary work, they have need of a quick eye and a voracious appetite. That they have the former in an eminent degree, any one may convince himself who, when taking a sea voyage, sees the vessel followed, as he often will, by a flock of Gulls. Let him fling overboard, into the foaming track of the ship, where his own eye can distinguish nothing, ever so small a portion of bread or other kind of food. That some one individual at least among the flock will have seen it fall and be able to descry it is certain; now, probably, a general scramble will ensue, and the prize will be secured by the swiftest. Having tried this several times with the same result, let him throw over, instead of meat or bread, a bit of wood. Not a bird will come near even to examine it. I have often tried this experiment, and have met with but one result. To prove that the Gull is capable of consuming a large quantity of food, as well as quick-sighted, a single anecdote will suffice:—"A man who was shooting on the banks of the river Yare, seeing something, which had the appearance of an eel half-swallowed, hanging from the mouth of a Gull which was flying overhead, fired at the bird, and on taking it up, found, not an eel, but—five tallow candles attached to a piece of thread, to the other end of which was fastened a sixth, the latter having been almost entirely swallowed. The candles were about twelve inches in length, with cotton wicks, such as are used on board the fishing boats, from the deck of which he had probably taken them". The Gull, then, is not choice in its diet; it is, in fact, omnivorous. It skims the deep for dead animal matter, follows the ship for offal thrown overboard, paces the shore in quest of molluscs and marine insects, flies inland in stormy weather (a specimen was once brought me which had been shot in Hertfordshire, twenty miles from the nearest navigable river) in winter and spring, and follows the plough along with Rooks and Jackdaws, alights on fields which have been manured with decomposed fish, resorts to marshes for frogs and worms, and after an inundation repairs to the lately submersed ground, and picks up the small quadrupeds which have been drowned. It usually flies at no great elevation above the water, but when repairing inland and returning it frequently rises to a very great height. [Pg 285]
Gulls are also quite useful because they do the same job for the surface of the sea that crustaceans do for the depths. Most of their time is spent either flying or swimming (they don’t dive) in search of food, which, if allowed to build up, would offend more than one of our senses. It’s their job to clear away all the animal matter that rises to the surface after life has ended. To do this vital work, they need a sharp eye and a strong appetite. Anyone can see they have the former in spades when, during a sea voyage, they notice a flock of gulls following the ship. If someone tosses a small piece of bread or food overboard into the churning wake of the ship, where their own eyes can’t catch sight of anything, it’s certain at least one gull will spot it and be able to see it. Then, a scramble will break out, and the fastest will claim the prize. After trying this a few times with the same outcome, if they instead throw over a bit of wood, not a single gull will come near to check it out. I’ve often tested this and always gotten the same result. To show that the gull can consume a significant amount of food and is also very observant, one story sums it up: "A man shooting by the river Yare saw something resembling a half-swallowed eel dangling from the mouth of a gull flying overhead. He shot the bird, and when he picked it up, he found not an eel, but five tallow candles tied to a piece of thread. The other end of the thread was attached to a sixth candle, which was almost entirely swallowed. The candles were about twelve inches long, with cotton wicks like those used on fishing boats, from which he likely took them." So, gulls aren’t picky eaters; they are actually omnivorous. They skim the ocean for dead animals, follow ships for scraps thrown overboard, search the shore for mollusks and marine insects, fly inland during stormy weather (one was even brought to me that had been shot in Hertfordshire, twenty miles from the nearest navigable river) in winter and spring, and follow the plow along with rooks and jackdaws. They land in fields fertilized with decomposed fish, visit marshes for frogs and worms, and after a flood, they go to recently submerged land to pick up small drowned quadrupeds. They usually fly low above the water, but when heading inland and returning, they often soar to great heights. [Pg 285]
LARUS ARGENTÁTUS
If, among a flock of Common Gulls, seen either following a vessel at sea or attending on the movements of a shoal of fish, one be observed which greatly surpasses the rest in size, it will probably be this species, provided that it have a grey and not a black back. In the latter case it may either be the Great or Lesser Black-Backed Gull.
If you see a group of Common Gulls either following a boat at sea or gathering around a school of fish, and one gull stands out as much larger than the others, it's likely this species, as long as its back is grey and not black. If its back is black, it could be either the Great Black-Backed Gull or the Lesser Black-Backed Gull.
The Herring Gull is a large and powerful bird, thoroughly competent to dispose of a herring or even a more bulky fish. It is common on most parts of the British coast, and remains with us all the year, building its nest on steep cliffs, or rocky islands. In the south of England it is very abundant, and is more frequently seen inland, in newly-ploughed fields, than any other species. Like the other Gulls, it may easily be tamed if taken young; and, when kept in a garden, earns its maintenance by keeping down slugs and other vermin.
The Herring Gull is a large and strong bird, fully capable of handling a herring or even bigger fish. It’s found along most of the British coast and stays with us year-round, nesting on steep cliffs or rocky islands. In southern England, it's very common and is often seen inland, especially in freshly plowed fields, more than any other species. Like other gulls, it can be easily tamed if caught when young; when kept in a garden, it pays its way by controlling slugs and other pests.
LARUS FUSCUS
This is a generally diffused species, occurring in considerable numbers, not only on various parts of our coast, but in the Baltic, the Mediterranean, the Black Sea, the Red Sea, and the northern parts of America. It repairs in spring either to rocky islands, steep cliffs, or sometimes to inland lakes, where it builds a rather large nest of tufts of grass, and lays two or three eggs. When the young are [Pg 286] hatched it is very impatient of having its stronghold invaded, and resents molestation by darting at the head of the intruder. The Lesser Black-Backed Gull breeds habitually on many parts of the coast, especially such as are frequented by the Herring Gull. Its food and habits are much the same as those of the Common Gull. In the South of England, the nesting-places are confined to Devon and Cornwall, but there are colonies on the Farne Islands, the Isle of Man and Wales.
This species is widely spread, found in significant numbers not just along our coast, but also in the Baltic, Mediterranean, Black Sea, Red Sea, and the northern parts of America. In spring, it goes to rocky islands, steep cliffs, or sometimes inland lakes to build a fairly large nest made of clumps of grass, where it lays two or three eggs. Once the chicks are [Pg 286] hatched, the parent becomes very protective of its territory, aggressively darting at any intruders. The Lesser Black-Backed Gull commonly breeds in many coastal areas, especially where the Herring Gull is present. Its diet and behaviors are quite similar to those of the Common Gull. In southern England, nesting sites are limited to Devon and Cornwall, but there are also colonies on the Farne Islands, the Isle of Man, and in Wales.
LARUS MARÍNUS
Of the two Black-Backed Gulls, the Greater, or 'Cobb', is by far the less frequent on our coasts, and when seen generally occurs in pairs. It remains with us all the year, but is most frequent in the south during winter. In spring, Great Black-Backed Gulls for the most part withdraw to cliffs and rocky islands far north, as, for instance, the Orkneys and Hebrides, where they are numerous, a few only nesting southwards. Unlike most other Gulls, birds of this species are unsociable even in the breeding season. They build their nests on the most inaccessible parts of the rocks, and reserve the situation entirely to themselves, not even permitting birds of their own species or any other intruders to settle there. They are exceedingly wary, and give notice of the approach of danger to other animals. Consequently, they are held in dislike by the gunner, whether in pursuit of sea-birds or seals. Like the rest of the Gulls, they are omnivorous, but are, more than any others, addicted to carrion, in quest of which they often wander inland; hence, they are sometimes called Carrion Gulls. 'If a floating prize presents itself', says Mr. St. John, 'such as the remains of a large fish or dead bird, it is soon discovered by one of the large Gulls, who is not, however, allowed to enjoy his prize alone, for every one of his fellows within sight joins in tearing it to pieces. When I have winged a Duck, and it has escaped and gone out to sea, I have frequently seen it attacked, and devoured almost alive, by these birds.'
Of the two Black-Backed Gulls, the Greater, or 'Cobb', is much less common along our coasts, and when spotted, it usually appears in pairs. It stays with us all year but is most common in the south during winter. In spring, Great Black-Backed Gulls typically move to cliffs and rocky islands far north, such as the Orkneys and Hebrides, where they are abundant, with only a few nesting farther south. Unlike most other gulls, this species is solitary even during breeding season. They build their nests in the most hard-to-reach areas of the rocks and keep the space completely to themselves, not allowing even their own kind or any other intruders to settle there. They are very cautious and alert other animals to incoming danger. As a result, they are often disliked by hunters, whether targeting seabirds or seals. Like other gulls, they eat a variety of food but are particularly drawn to carrion, which leads them to wander inland in search of it; hence, they are sometimes called Carrion Gulls. "If a floating meal presents itself," says Mr. St. John, "like the remains of a large fish or dead bird, one of the large gulls quickly spots it, but he won’t enjoy his find alone, as every gull in sight joins in tearing it apart. When I've shot a duck that then escapes and swims out to sea, I’ve often seen it attacked and almost eaten alive by these birds."
Stations occur here and there on the coast of England in which the Great Black-Backed Gull builds. It sometimes resorts to a marsh at the breeding season, but retains its habit of driving away all intruders. Its eggs are prized as dainties, being thought to resemble Plovers' eggs. [Pg 287]
Stations appear here and there along the coast of England where the Great Black-Backed Gull nests. It occasionally goes to a marsh during the breeding season, but continues to drive away any intruders. Its eggs are considered delicacies, as they are believed to resemble Plover eggs. [Pg 287]
LARUS GLAUCUS
The Glaucous Gull, a large, handsome, and powerful bird, resembles in many of its habits the species last described, but it has not been known to breed in even the most northerly of the British Isles. It pays occasional visits to our shores in winter. A few specimens only have been shot in the southern portion of the island, and no large number in Scotland; but in the neighbourhood of the whale fishery it is common enough. It is very voracious, and not only eats fish, whether dead or alive, and shares with the whale-fisher in his booty, but pursues other sea-fowl, compels them to disgorge their prey, robs them of their eggs, and, if they resist, kills and devours them.[52] In short, it is the very tyrant of the Arctic Ocean. Its predatory habits were noticed by the early navigators in these waters, who gave it the name of Burgomaster; but as no accurate description of the bird was brought home, and as some of our other large Gulls are open to a charge of similar rapacity, the name was naturally transferred by Willughby to another species, which he calls the Wagel (probably the Great Black-Backed Gull in immature plumage). This was in 1676. A hundred years later Brunnich gave it the name of Glaucous Gull; but it is still called Burgomaster by the Dutch, and by Arctic voyagers generally.
The Glaucous Gull, a large, attractive, and powerful bird, shares many behaviors with the species previously mentioned, but it has never been known to breed even in the most northern parts of the British Isles. It occasionally visits our shores in winter. Only a few have been shot in the southern part of the island, and not many in Scotland; however, it's quite common near the whale fishery. This gull is very greedy, eating fish—both dead and alive—and often takes part of the whale fisher's catch. It also hunts other seabirds, forces them to throw up their food, steals their eggs, and if they fight back, it kills and eats them. [52] In short, it’s the very tyrant of the Arctic Ocean. Early navigators in these waters noticed its predatory behavior and named it Burgomaster; however, since there was no accurate description of the bird brought back, and because some other large gulls also showed similar greed, the name was naturally passed on by Willughby to another species, which he called the Wagel (likely the Great Black-Backed Gull in immature plumage). This was in 1676. A hundred years later, Brunnich named it the Glaucous Gull, but it’s still known as Burgomaster by the Dutch and by Arctic explorers in general.
Mr. St. John gives the name of Wagel to the Great Grey Gull.
Mr. St. John refers to the Great Grey Gull as Wagel.
RISSA TRIDACTYLA
The Kittiwake Gull takes its name from the cry with which in the [Pg 288] breeding season it assails any intruder on its domain. It is a beautiful bird, especially in its variegated immature plumage, remarkable for its delicacy of colouring and the easy grace of its flight, frequenting high cliffs in summer, while engaged in the duties of incubation, and at all other times preferring the open sea to estuaries, and feeding on such small fish as swim near the surface. It is very abundant in the Arctic regions of both hemispheres during summer, and extends its southern limits so far as to include the British Isles, but is most numerous in the north. Its nest, built of sea-weed or bents, is placed high up in the face of a precipitous cliff, generally on a narrow ledge, and in close proximity with others belonging to birds of the same species. It contains three eggs, and the young birds remain in their airy nest until fully fledged, when, as well as their parents, they disperse over the neighbouring seas, rarely venturing either to perch on land or fly over it. The young of the Kittiwake, previous to its first moult, is sometimes called the Tarrock. Colonel Irby says that the Kittiwake is a partially resident species. Marked birds have been known to follow vessels across the North Atlantic.
The Kittiwake Gull gets its name from the cry it makes during the [Pg 288] breeding season to warn off any intruders. It's a stunning bird, especially in its colorful immature plumage, noted for its delicate colors and graceful flight. In the summer, it prefers high cliffs for nesting while incubating eggs, but at other times, it likes to be out at sea rather than in estuaries, feeding on small fish that swim near the surface. It's very common in the Arctic regions of both hemispheres during the summer and reaches as far south as the British Isles, though it's most abundant in the north. Its nest is made from seaweed or grasses and is situated high up on a steep cliff, usually on a narrow ledge close to nests of other Kittiwakes. The nest typically contains three eggs, and the young birds stay in their high nests until they're fully grown, after which they, along with their parents, spread out over the nearby seas, seldom landing on land or flying over it. Young Kittiwakes, before their first molt, are sometimes referred to as Tarrock. Colonel Irby notes that the Kittiwake is partially resident. Banding studies have shown that these birds can follow ships across the North Atlantic.
STERCORARIUS CATARRHÁCTES
The Skuas, called also Skua Gulls, are sufficiently distinguished from the true Gulls by their strong hooked bills and talons, and by the habits of daring and voracity founded on these characters. The present species, though called common, is only to be so considered in high latitudes; for it is very rarely seen on the coasts of England, and has become scarce even in the Shetland Islands, where it was at one time frequent. Mr. Dunn[53] says: "I never saw this bird in Orkney, and there are only three places in Shetland where it breeds—viz. Foula, Rona's Hill, and the Isle of Mist; in the latter place it is by no means numerous, and is strictly preserved by the landlords, on whose property it may have settled, from a superstition that it will defend their flocks from the attacks of the Eagle. That it will attack the Eagle if he approaches their nests is a fact I have witnessed: I once saw a pair completely beat off a large Eagle from their breeding-place, on Rona's Hill. The flight of the Skua is stronger and more rapid than that of any other Gull. It is a great favourite with the fishermen, frequently accompanying their boats to the fishing-ground, or Haaf, which they consider a lucky omen; and in return for its attendance, they give it the refuse of the fish which are caught. The Skua Gull does not associate in groups; and it is seldom that more than a pair are seen together. During the breeding season it is highly courageous; and will strike furiously at, and will even pursue, any one who may happen to approach its nest, which is constructed among the heath or moss; the female laying two eggs."
The Skuas, also known as Skua Gulls, are clearly different from true Gulls due to their strong hooked bills and talons, as well as their bold and greedy behavior stemming from these characteristics. Although this species is referred to as common, it's only considered so in high latitudes; it’s very rarely spotted on the coasts of England and has become scarce even in the Shetland Islands, where it used to be quite common. Mr. Dunn[53] says: "I never saw this bird in Orkney, and there are only three places in Shetland where it breeds—Foula, Rona's Hill, and the Isle of Mist; in the latter location, it’s not very numerous and is strictly protected by the landowners, who believe it guards their flocks against Eagle attacks. I’ve seen it chase off an Eagle that got too close to its nest: once, I watched a pair successfully drive away a large Eagle from their breeding site on Rona's Hill. Skuas have a stronger and faster flight than any other Gull. They are a favorite among fishermen, often following their boats to the fishing grounds, or Haaf, which they see as a good sign; in return for their company, fishermen give them the scraps of the fish they catch. Skuas don’t flock together; it’s rare to see more than a pair at a time. During the breeding season, they are very brave and will aggressively attack or even chase anyone who gets too close to their nest, which is built among the heath or moss; the female lays two eggs."
![Plate_59. Herring Gull; Little Gull, imm.; Kittiwake [M]; and Brown-headed Gull [F]. [face p. 289. Plate_59.](images/plate_59.png)

Some authors state that the Common Skua obtains its livelihood by levying contributions on the White Gulls, compelling them to disgorge their prey, and catching it before it reaches the water; but Dr. Edmonston, who had great opportunities of watching the habits of these birds, says that they do not adopt the practises correctly attributed to the Arctic Gull, or Richardson's Skua. The voice of the Common Skua is said to resemble that of a young Gull, being sharp and shrill; and it is from the resemblance of its cry to that of the word Skua, or Skui, that it obtains its popular name. That it is remarkably courageous and daring, all accounts agree. Mr. Low says that, when the inhabitants are looking after their sheep on the hills, the Skua often attacks them in such a manner that they are obliged to defend themselves with their cudgels held above their heads, on which it often kills itself; and Captain Vetch, In the Memoirs of the Wernerian Society, says that it not only drives away Ravens and Eagles, but that the larger quadrupeds, such as horses and sheep, which venture near its nest, are immediately put to flight. Its northern name is Bonxie.
Some authors claim that the Common Skua makes its living by taking food from the White Gulls, forcing them to regurgitate their catch, and grabbing it before it hits the water; however, Dr. Edmonston, who had ample opportunity to observe these birds, says they don’t behave as is correctly attributed to the Arctic Gull or Richardson's Skua. The Common Skua's call is said to sound like a young Gull's, being sharp and shrill, and it gets its popular name from the similarity of its cry to the word Skua, or Skui. All accounts agree that it is remarkably brave and bold. Mr. Low mentions that when the locals are tending to their sheep on the hills, the Skua often attacks them in such a way that they have to protect themselves with their sticks raised above their heads, which sometimes leads to the Skua injuring itself. Captain Vetch, in the Memoirs of the Wernerian Society, states that it not only chases away Ravens and Eagles, but that larger animals, like horses and sheep, that come near its nest are quickly scared off. Its northern name is Bonxie.
STERCORARIUS POMATORHINUS
The habits of this bird vary but little from those of the other species. Its home is in the Arctic seas, from which it strays southwards in winter, and has been occasionally seen on our coasts. The following [Pg 290] account of the capture of one of these birds, in 1844, indicates a bird of unusual daring and voracity: "About the beginning of last October, a Pomarine Skua was taken in the adjoining village of Ovingdean. It had struck down a White Gull, which it would not quit: it was kept alive above a fortnight, and then died. The very first day of its captivity it (is said to have) devoured twenty-five Sparrows. Once it escaped, and immediately attacked a Duck, which it held till recaptured."[54]
The habits of this bird aren't much different from those of other species. Its home is in the Arctic seas, from which it migrates south in the winter, and it has occasionally been spotted on our coasts. The following [Pg 290] account of the capture of one of these birds in 1844 describes a bird with remarkable boldness and appetite: "Around the beginning of last October, a Pomarine Skua was caught in the nearby village of Ovingdean. It had taken down a White Gull, which it refused to leave alone: it was kept alive for over two weeks before it died. On the very first day of its captivity, it reportedly devoured twenty-five Sparrows. At one point, it escaped and immediately attacked a Duck, which it held onto until it was recaptured."[54]
STERCORARIUS CREPIDATUS
This species of Skua, most familiarly known, perhaps, as the Arctic Gull, received its distinctive name, 'Richardson's', in honour of the eminent Arctic naturalist. It is distinguished from the species already described by its longer tail, but the habits of all are much alike; indeed, the names of 'Arctic Gull', 'Boatswain', 'and Man-of-War', appear to be sometimes employed indiscriminately. Richardson's Skua, like the rest, inhabits the Arctic seas, but extends its wanderings southwards in far greater numbers than either of the other species, so that its occurrence on the east coast of England is not unusual. According to Mr. Dunn, 'numbers of this bird breed in Orkney and Shetland, appearing regularly in May and leaving in August: it is confined to a few situations and is strictly preserved, from the same motive as the Skua Gull. It constructs its nest on low, not mossy, heaths in exposed situations. The female lays two eggs, and has recourse to the same stratagems that the Plover employs to decoy you from the nest; but when a person approaches near to the place where the nest is built, becomes bold and fierce, and strikes severely with the feet and bill.' The following account is taken from Mr. St. John's Wild Sports of the Highlands: "I was much amused the other day by the proceedings of a pair of the Black-toed Gull or Boatswain. These two birds were sitting quietly on an elevated ridge of sand, near which a number of other Gulls of different kinds were fishing, and hovering about in search of what the waves might cast up. Every bird, indeed, was busy and employed, excepting these two black robbers, who seemed to be quietly resting, quite unconcerned. When, however, a Gull had picked up a prize, these birds seemed instinctively to know it, and darting off with the rapidity of a Hawk (which bird they much resemble in their manner of flight), they attacked the unfortunate Gull in the air, and in spite of his screams and attempts to escape, they pursued and beat him till he disgorged the fish or whatever he had swallowed, when one of them darted down and caught the substance before it could reach the water. The two then quietly returned to their sandbank, where they waited patiently to renew the robbery, should an opportunity occur. As the flock of Gulls moved on with the flow of the tide, the Boatswains moved on also, hovering on their flank like a pair of plundering freebooters. I observed that, in chasing a Gull, they seemed perfectly to understand each other as to who should get the spoil; and in their attacks on the largest Gulls (against whom they waged the most fearless warfare), they evidently acted so as to aid each other. If another pair of Boatswains intruded on their hunting-ground they immediately seemed to send them further off; not so much by actual battle, as by a noisy and screaming argument, which they continued most vigorously till the new-comers left the neighbourhood.
This type of Skua, perhaps best known as the Arctic Gull, got its distinctive name, 'Richardson's', in honor of the famous Arctic naturalist. It's different from the previously described species by its longer tail, but the behavior of all these birds is pretty similar; in fact, the names 'Arctic Gull,' 'Boatswain,' and 'Man-of-War' seem to be used interchangeably at times. Richardson's Skua, like the others, lives in the Arctic seas but travels south in much larger numbers than the other species, making its appearance on the east coast of England not uncommon. According to Mr. Dunn, "many of these birds breed in Orkney and Shetland, showing up regularly in May and leaving in August: they're found in just a few locations and are strictly protected, for the same reason as the Skua Gull. They build their nests on low, non-mossy heaths in exposed areas. The female lays two eggs and uses similar tricks as the Plover to lure you away from the nest; but when someone gets too close to the nesting site, she becomes bold and aggressive, striking fiercely with her feet and bill." The following account is taken from Mr. St. John's Wild Sports of the Highlands: "I was quite entertained the other day by the actions of a pair of the Black-toed Gull or Boatswain. These two birds were sitting calmly on a high sand ridge, near some other Gulls of different types that were fishing and hovering around looking for anything the waves brought in. Every other bird was busy, except these two black thieves, who appeared to be simply resting, completely unconcerned. When a Gull caught something, these birds seemed to instinctively know it and shot off with the speed of a Hawk (they're very similar to Hawks in their flying style), attacking the unfortunate Gull mid-air, and despite its cries and attempts to flee, they chased and battered it until it spat out the fish or whatever it had eaten, at which point one of them swooped down and grabbed the food before it hit the water. They then returned to their sandbank to wait patiently for another chance to rob. As the group of Gulls moved with the tide, the Boatswains followed, hovering on the side like a pair of looting pirates. I noticed that when chasing a Gull, they seemed to completely understand who would get the catch, and in their attacks on larger Gulls (against whom they fought the hardest), they clearly worked together. If another pair of Boatswains intruded on their hunting grounds, they quickly sent them packing, not so much through actual fighting, but by a noisy and screaming argument that they continued energetically until the newcomers left the area.
![Plate_61. Black Guillemot [M] [F]; Puffin [M]; Guillemot [F]; and Razor-bill [M]. [face p. 290. Plate_61](images/plate_61.png)
![Plate_62. Red-throated Diver [F]; Winter and [M] Summer; Black-throated Diver imm. and [M]; Little Auk [F]; and Great Northern Diver [M]. Plate_62](images/plate_62.png)
"I never saw these birds hunt for their own living in any other way than by robbing the other Gulls. Though not nearly so large as some of the birds which they attack, their Hawk-like swoops and great courage seem to enable them to fight their way most successfully. They are neatly and powerfully made, their colour a kind of sooty dull black, with very little gloss or shining tints on their feathers."
"I never saw these birds hunt for food any way other than by stealing from other gulls. Even though they're not nearly as big as some of the birds they target, their hawk-like dives and boldness allow them to fight effectively. They are well-built and strong, with a kind of sooty black color, and their feathers have very little shine or glossy tints."
ALCA TORDA
In general habits, the Razor-bill closely resembles the Guillemot and Puffin. Indeed, in some parts of the coast, the Razor-bill is called a Puffin, and the latter a Sea Parrot; and in Cornwall both [Pg 292] Guillemots and Razor-bills are known by the common name of Murre. At a distance the birds can only be distinguished by a practised eye; but on a close inspection they cannot be possibly confounded.
In general habits, the Razor-bill is very similar to the Guillemot and Puffin. In fact, in some coastal areas, people refer to the Razor-bill as a Puffin, and the Puffin as a Sea Parrot; in Cornwall, both [Pg 292] Guillemots and Razor-bills are commonly known as Murre. From a distance, the birds can only be told apart by someone experienced; however, upon closer inspection, they are definitely distinguishable.
Razor-bills are common on many parts of our coast during the later summer months. They are more frequently seen swimming than flying, and if pursued by a boat are little disposed to take alarm until they are approached to within twenty or thirty yards, when they dive, but soon reappear not very far off. If two birds be in company and one be killed by a shot from a gun, its companion, instead of taking measures to insure its own safety, seems to lose the power of self-preservation. It paddles round its companion as if unable to comprehend the reason why it neither dives nor flies, and if pursued suffers itself to be overtaken and knocked down by an oar. This sympathetic feeling is not confined to birds which have paired, or to members of the same family; for in an instance which came under my own notice, both birds were only a few months old, and, as the Razor-bill lays but one egg, the birds could not possibly have grown up together. Towards winter, Razor-bills migrate southwards, either to avoid cold or to find waters where their prey swims nearer to the surface than in our climate. In spring they return northwards, and repair, like Puffins, to places of habitual resort for the purpose of breeding. At this season, also, they are eminently social, laying each an egg in close proximity on a ledge in the rocks, lower down than the Puffins, but above the Guillemots, all of which birds flock to the same portion of coast, often in countless multitudes. The egg differs from that of the Guillemot not only in colour but in shape, being less decidedly pear-shaped. It is much sought after as an article of food, and is said to be very palatable.
Razor-bills are commonly found along many parts of our coast during the late summer months. They are more often seen swimming than flying, and if chased by a boat, they usually don't get alarmed until they are within twenty or thirty yards, at which point they dive but soon reappear nearby. If two birds are together and one is shot, the other doesn't seem to prioritize its own safety; instead, it circles around its companion as if confused about why it isn't diving or flying. If it gets pursued, it allows itself to be caught and hit by an oar. This kind of sympathy isn't just seen in paired birds or family members; in an instance I witnessed, both birds were only a few months old, and since Razor-bills only lay one egg, they couldn't possibly have grown up together. In winter, Razor-bills migrate south to escape the cold or to find waters where their prey swims closer to the surface than in our climate. In spring, they head back north to return to their usual breeding spots, similar to Puffins. During this time, they are very social, each laying an egg close to one another on a ledge in the rocks, positioned lower than the Puffins but higher than the Guillemots, all of which gather in the same coastal area, often in huge numbers. The egg differs from that of the Guillemot not just in color but also in shape; it's not as distinctly pear-shaped. It's highly sought after as food and is said to be very tasty.
The 'Auk' of Arctic voyagers is this bird. The Razor-bill is one of the best known of the Auk family, or Alcidæ, although less plentiful than the Guillemot or the Puffin.
The 'Auk' of Arctic explorers is this bird. The Razor-bill is one of the most well-known birds from the Auk family, or Alcidæ, although it's less common than the Guillemot or the Puffin.
ÚRIA TRÓILE
This is one of our common sea-birds during a great portion of the year, though little known to ordinary sea-side visitors, owing to its habit of keeping well out to sea and having nothing ostentatious in its habits. Yet, during a cruise in a yacht, on almost any part of the coast, a practised eye will often discover a few stragglers, [Pg 293] distinguished among other sea-birds by their black and white colours, short neck, and sharp beak. They swim low in the water; and when disturbed do not invariably dive like the Grebes and Divers, but readily take wing. They are essentially marine birds, never resorting to fresh water, and living exclusively on fish, which they capture by diving, an art in which they are scarcely less skilful than the true Divers, and which they practise in the same way—by the means, namely, of both wings and feet. Occasionally, a small party may be observed, flying in single file near the surface of the water. On the eastern coast of England, the Guillemot is best known by the name of Willock. It is also called Tinker's Hue, or, as Yarrell gives it, 'Tinkershere'; and in the west of England it is often called a Murr. The old writers describe it under the name of Greenland Dove, or Sea Turtle-Dove; and in Scotland it has a variety of other names. Tinker's Hue is, I presume, the sobriquet of a white bird with a smutty back; Murr is clearly a corruption of Mergus, or 'diver'. Yet more commonly it is known as the 'Foolish Guillemot', a term of reproach analogous to that of 'Booby', given to it from the indifference which it evinces, in the breeding season, to one of its few, but that one the most formidable of its enemies, man. Early in spring Guillemots throng together from all parts of the open sea, and repair to some lofty cliff, where, on a narrow ledge of rock, which in their folly they deem inaccessible, they lay each a single egg. As the bird holds the egg between her legs, she could not well cover more than one; and though a concave nest is very needful to keep eggs together when there are several, no such contrivance is necessary when there is one only; so the Foolish Guillemot builds no nest, but lays a solitary egg on the bare rock. The egg, which is large, is thick-shelled and rough, so that it receives no detriment from the rock; and it is not likely to roll off, for at one end it is thick, and at the other tapers almost to a point; consequently, if accidentally moved by the parent bird when taking flight, it turns as if on a pivot, but does not fall off. At this season, the cliffs to which Guillemots resort are frequented also by myriads of other sea-birds, such as Razor-bills, Puffins, and Gulls, each congregating with its own species, but never consorting with another. In Iceland, the Faroe Islands, St. Kilda, the Orkneys, and many parts of the coast of Scotland, the breeding season of these birds is the harvest-time of the natives. Either by climbing from below, or by being let down with ropes from above, the egg-collectors invade the dominions of these literally feathered 'tribes'. The Foolish Guillemots, rather than leave their charge, suffer themselves to be knocked on the head, to be netted, or noosed. Although stationed so close to each other that a Foolish Guillemot alone could know its own egg, they learn no wisdom from the fate of their nearest neighbours. They are captured in detail for the sake of their feathers; and their eggs [Pg 294] are taken for food. In St. Kilda and, perhaps, elsewhere, young birds are also taken in large numbers, and salted for consumption in winter. Such as escape this systematic slaughter flounder, as well as they are able, into the sea when nearly fledged, or are carried thither by their foolish mothers. There they learn to swim, to dive, and to fish, and about the middle of August old and young disperse.
This is one of our common sea birds for much of the year, although it's not well known to typical beachgoers since it prefers to stay far out at sea and isn't very flashy in its behavior. However, during a yacht trip along almost any part of the coast, a keen observer can often spot a few stragglers, [Pg 293] which can be recognized among other sea birds by their black and white colors, short necks, and sharp beaks. They swim low in the water and, when startled, don’t always dive like Grebes and Divers, but are quick to take off in flight. They are truly marine birds, never going to fresh water and living exclusively on fish, which they catch by diving, a skill in which they are almost as adept as the true Divers, using both their wings and feet. Sometimes, a small group can be seen flying in a line just above the surface of the water. On the eastern coast of England, the Guillemot is commonly referred to as Willock. It’s also known as Tinker's Hue, or as Yarrell calls it, 'Tinkershere'; in the west of England, people often call it a Murr. Older writers referred to it as the Greenland Dove or Sea Turtle-Dove, and in Scotland, it has a variety of other names. Tinker's Hue likely refers to a white bird with a dark back, while Murr seems to be a variation of Mergus, meaning 'diver'. More frequently, it's called the 'Foolish Guillemot', a derogatory term akin to 'Booby', due to its apparent indifference during the breeding season to one of its few and most dangerous enemies, humans. Early in spring, Guillemots gather from all over the open sea and head to a high cliff, where, on a narrow rock ledge that they mistakenly think is unreachable, each lays a single egg. Since the bird holds the egg between its legs, it can't really cover more than one; while a concave nest is essential for keeping multiple eggs together, it’s unnecessary when there's just one. Thus, the Foolish Guillemot doesn't build a nest but simply lays an egg on the bare rock. The egg is large, thick-shelled, and rough, so it doesn't get damaged on the rock; it’s unlikely to roll off since one end is thick while the other tapers to almost a point; if it gets nudged by the parent bird when flying off, it just pivots but stays in place. During this time, the cliffs where Guillemots gather are also crowded with countless other sea birds, like Razor-bills, Puffins, and Gulls, each sticking to its own kind and not mingling with others. In Iceland, the Faroe Islands, St. Kilda, the Orkneys, and various parts of Scotland, the breeding season of these birds is the gathering time for the locals. Either by climbing up from below or being lowered down with ropes from above, egg collectors invade the territories of these literally feathered 'tribes'. The Foolish Guillemots, rather than leave their eggs, let themselves be hit over the head, caught in nets, or snagged with loops. Even though they are so close together that a Foolish Guillemot could recognize its own egg, they don't learn from the fate of their neighbors. They are caught individually for their feathers, and their eggs [Pg 294] are taken for food. In St. Kilda and perhaps elsewhere, young birds are also collected in large numbers and preserved for winter consumption. Those that escape this organized slaughter manage to flop into the sea when they're nearly grown or are carried there by their naive mothers. There, they learn to swim, dive, and catch fish, and around mid-August, both old and young disperse.
Huge baskets of their eggs are sometimes brought to the markets of seaport towns (I have seen them so far south as Devonport), and sold for a price exceeding that of domestic fowls, for they are much larger, and are said to afford good eating. Wilson, in his Voyage round the Coasts of Scotland, says that the natives of St. Kilda prefer the eggs of these, and other sea-fowl, 'when sour; that is, when about ten or twelve days old, and just as the incipient bird, when boiled, forms in the centre into a thickish flaky matter, like milk.'[55] Great quantities are used in the neighbourhood of Flamborough Head early in the nesting season.
Huge baskets of their eggs are sometimes brought to the markets of seaport towns (I've seen them as far south as Devonport) and sold for a price higher than that of domestic poultry because they are much larger and are said to be delicious. Wilson, in his Voyage round the Coasts of Scotland, notes that the locals of St. Kilda prefer the eggs of these and other seabirds 'when sour; that is, when they are about ten or twelve days old, and just as the developing chick, when boiled, turns into a thickish flaky substance in the center, like milk.'[55] Large quantities are used in the area around Flamborough Head early in the nesting season.
ÚRIA GRYLLE
The Black Guillemot, is a resident species breeding on the Isle of Man, and on the Irish coasts. In Scotland it is common. Its mode of life, as described by Macgillivray, who was familiarly acquainted with it, differs in no material respect from that of the species already described. It is, however, much smaller, and lays two or sometimes three eggs. Macgillivray says that, on those parts of the coast which it frequents, attempts are often made to rear it in captivity; but always unsuccessfully. In summer, these birds may be readily distinguished from other sea-fowl, by their black and white plumage and red feet: the predominant tint of the plumage in winter is white, with a tinge of grey; and in high latitudes the proportion of white increases.
The Black Guillemot is a species that lives year-round on the Isle of Man and along the Irish coasts. It's quite common in Scotland. Its lifestyle, as described by Macgillivray, who knew it well, isn't significantly different from that of the other species mentioned. However, it is considerably smaller and typically lays two or sometimes three eggs. Macgillivray notes that in the areas of the coast it visits, there are frequent attempts to raise it in captivity, but these attempts are always unsuccessful. In summer, these birds are easy to distinguish from other seabirds due to their black and white feathers and red feet; in winter, the main color of their feathers is white with a hint of gray, and the amount of white increases in higher latitudes.
MÉRGULUS ÁLLE
The Little Auk is essentially a northern sea-bird, coming to us in winter, and is described by Arctic voyagers under the name of [Pg 295] Rotche. It is an indefatigable swimmer, and has considerable powers of flight; but it does not possess the faculty of diving to the same degree as the Divers and Grebes, as it generally stays but a short time under water. Hence it must find its food near the surface; and this is supposed to consist of the small crustaceous animals which are so abundant in the Arctic waters. Little Auks are eminently social birds, and have been observed occasionally in such numbers on the water and floating masses of ice as almost to hide their resting-place. They rarely travel far south; and when they visit our shores, which is in winter, and after tempestuous weather, they are supposed to have been driven hither against their will. Instances are recorded of specimens having been found far inland, disabled or dead. It lays only a single egg.
The Little Auk is basically a northern seabird that shows up in winter and is known by Arctic explorers as [Pg 295] Rotche. It's an incredible swimmer and can fly well, but it doesn't dive as deeply or for as long as Divers and Grebes, usually staying underwater for only a short time. Because of this, it has to find its food near the surface, which is believed to consist of the small crustaceans that are plentiful in Arctic waters. Little Auks are very social birds and have been seen in such large numbers on the water and on floating ice that they almost cover their resting spots. They seldom travel far south, and when they reach our shores in winter, usually after a storm, they are thought to have been blown here against their will. There are reports of individuals found far inland, either injured or dead. They only lay one egg.
FRATERCULA ÁRCTICA
Unlike the majority of sea-birds which have been passing under our notice, Puffins visit the shores of the British Isles in summer, and even in winter they are not absent. They make their appearance about April or May, not scattering themselves indiscriminately along the coast, but resorting in vast numbers to various selected breeding-places, from the Scilly Islands to the Orkneys. Their home being the sea, and their diet small fish, they possess the faculties of swimming and diving to a degree of perfection. They have, moreover, considerable powers of flight; but on land their gait is only a shuffling attempt at progress. Their vocation on shore is, however, but a temporary one, and requires no great amount of locomotion. Soon after their arrival they set to work about their nests. Fanciful people who class birds according to their constructive faculty as weavers, basket-makers, plasterers, and so on, would rank Puffins among miners. Building is an art of which they are wholly ignorant, yet few birds are lodged more securely. With their strong beaks, they excavate for themselves holes in the face of the cliff to the depth of about three feet, and at the extremity the female lays a solitary egg—solitary, that is to say, unless another bird takes shelter in the same hole, which is not unfrequently the case. Puffins generally show no overweening partiality for their own workmanship; sloping cliffs which have been perforated by rabbits are favourite places of resort; and here they do not at all scruple to avail themselves of another's labour, or, if necessary, to eject by force of beak the lawful tenant. If the soil be unsuited [Pg 296] for boring, they lay their eggs under large stones or in crevices in the rock. The old bird sits most assiduously, and suffers herself to be taken rather than desert her charge, but not without wounding, with her powerful beak, and to the best of her ability, the hand which ventures into her stronghold. Myriads burrow on Lundy Island. Lunde means Puffin, and ey Island, the name being given by the old Scandinavian rovers who settled there.
Unlike most seabirds that we usually notice, Puffins come to the shores of the British Isles in the summer, and even in winter, they are still around. They show up around April or May, not spreading out randomly along the coast but gathering in huge numbers at specific breeding sites, from the Scilly Islands to the Orkneys. Since their home is the sea and they eat small fish, they are excellent at swimming and diving. They also have strong flying abilities, but on land, they move in a clumsy shuffle. However, their time onshore is just temporary, and they don't need to move around much. Soon after they arrive, they start working on their nests. Fancy classifications of birds that categorize them as weavers, basket-makers, plasterers, and so on, would place Puffins in the miner category. Although they lack the skill to build, few birds find better shelter than they do. With their strong beaks, they dig holes into the cliff face about three feet deep, and at the end of the tunnel, the female lays a single egg—single, unless another bird decides to take shelter in the same hole, which happens more often than you might think. Puffins generally don’t show much loyalty to their own nests; sloping cliffs dug out by rabbits are popular spots, and here they don’t hesitate to use someone else's work or, if needed, force out the rightful occupant. If the ground isn’t suitable for digging, they lay their eggs under large stones or in crevices in the rock. The female keeps a close watch over her nest, willing to be caught rather than leave her egg, and she won’t hesitate to bite the hand that reaches into her burrow. Myriads burrow on Lundy Island. Lunde means Puffin, and ey means island, a name given by the old Scandinavian explorers who settled there.
The young are fed by both parents, at first on half-digested fish, and when older on pieces of fresh fish. At this period they suffer their colonies to be invaded without showing much alarm, and are either shot, knocked down with a stick, or noosed without difficulty. As soon as the young are fully fledged, all the Puffins withdraw to southern seas, where they pass the winter, and do not approach land until the return of the breeding season. "A small island near Skye, named Fladda-huna, is a great breeding haunt of Puffins, a species which arrives in the earlier part of May, literally covering the rocks and ledgy cliffs with its feathered thousands. Although these have no concern with our Grouse-shooting season, they almost totally disappear on the twelfth of August."[56] It was just about this period (August 7) in the present year (1861) that I observed several large flocks of Puffins, floating with the tide through the Sound of Islay, and was told by an intelligent gamekeeper that "these birds habitually swim through the sound at this season, but always fly when returning". The reason probably is that the young are not at the former period sufficiently fledged to undertake a long flight, though they find no difficulty in swimming. By spring they have attained their full strength, and are able to adopt the more rapid mode of progress. In Scotland there are many large colonies, also in the cliffs by Flamborough Head, and on the Farne Islands.
The young are fed by both parents, starting out on half-digested fish, and as they get older, on pieces of fresh fish. During this time, they let their colonies be invaded without much alarm, and they can be easily shot, knocked down with a stick, or caught in a noose. Once the young are fully fledged, all the Puffins head to the southern seas for the winter and don’t come back to land until the breeding season returns. "A small island near Skye, called Fladda-huna, is a major breeding ground for Puffins, a species that arrives in early May, literally covering the rocks and ledgy cliffs with thousands of birds. Although these Puffins have nothing to do with our Grouse-shooting season, they almost completely disappear on August 12."[56] It was around this time (August 7) in the current year (1861) that I saw several large flocks of Puffins drifting with the tide through the Sound of Islay, and an observant gamekeeper informed me that "these birds usually swim through the sound at this time, but always fly when they return." The likely reason is that the young ones are not yet strong enough to fly long distances, even though they have no trouble swimming. By spring, they have gained their full strength and can switch to the quicker mode of travel. In Scotland, there are many large colonies, as well as in the cliffs near Flamborough Head, and on the Farne Islands.
Puffins and some other sea-birds appear to be either liable to a fatal epidemic or to be surprised by some atmospheric disturbance, being unable to resist which, they perish in large numbers. I have seen a portion of the sea-shore in Cornwall strewed for the distance of more than a mile with hundreds of their remains. All the softer parts had been apparently devoured by fishes and crustaceous animals, and nothing was left but the unmistakable parrot-like beaks. A friend informs me that he witnessed a similar phenomenon in Norfolk, in September, 1858; but in this instance the carcases of the birds were not devoured, and the birds were of different kinds. He estimated that about ninety per cent. were Guillemots, and the remainder Puffins, Razor-bills, Scoters, and a sprinkling of Black Throated Divers. A similar mortality among sea-birds is recorded in the Zoologist as having taken place on the coast of Norfolk, in May, 1856. On this occasion they were so numerous as to be thought worth collecting for manure.
Puffins and some other seabirds seem to be either victims of a deadly epidemic or caught off guard by some weather disturbance, which they can't withstand, resulting in their mass deaths. I've seen part of the coastline in Cornwall covered for over a mile with hundreds of their remains. All the softer parts had apparently been eaten by fish and crustaceans, leaving nothing but their unmistakable parrot-like beaks. A friend told me he saw a similar situation in Norfolk in September 1858; however, in this case, the bird bodies weren't eaten, and they were from different species. He estimated that about ninety percent were Guillemots, with the rest being Puffins, Razor-bills, Scoters, and a few Black Throated Divers. A similar die-off of seabirds is mentioned in the Zoologist as having happened along the coast of Norfolk in May 1856. During that event, they were so numerous that people thought it was worth collecting them for fertilizer.
Other names by which the Puffin is known are Sea Parrot, Coulterneb, Mullet, Bottlenose; and, in Scotland, Ailsa Parrot, Tammie-Norie, and Tammas.
Other names for the Puffin include Sea Parrot, Coulterneb, Mullet, Bottlenose; and in Scotland, Ailsa Parrot, Tammie-Norie, and Tammas.
COLYMBUS GLACIÁLIS
The name Divers is, on the sea-coast, loosely applied to a tribe of sea-birds, including the Grebes, Cormorants, and other birds, which, when pursued, place their safety in diving rather than in flying. In works on natural history the term is, however, employed to designate the genus Colymbus, and with great propriety; for, however skilled any of the above birds may be in this mode of progression, the true divers surpass them immeasurably. First among these in size and dignity is the Great Northern Diver, a native of high latitudes in both hemispheres, never perhaps coming farther south than the Shetlands for breeding purposes, and visiting our waters only during winter.[57] The Northern Diver, or Imber or Ember Goose, appears to be tolerably frequent in British waters. In Scotland it prefers salt-water lochs and sandy bays to the open sea, though occasionally seen some miles from land. It swims deep in the water, but advances rapidly. When in pursuit of prey it sinks beneath the surface without plunge or splash, the head disappearing last, and it traverses perhaps two or three hundred yards of water before it rises again. Montagu says that it propels itself by its feet alone; Audubon, on the contrary, states that it uses the wings under water. The latter author is most probably correct, for it dives more swiftly than the Grebes, and these birds undoubtedly make a vigorous use of their wings. Where shoals of small fish, such as sand-eels [Pg 298] and sprats, abound, or where fish even of a much larger size are numerous, the Northern Diver finds a rich harvest. Occasionally while thus engaged it meets its death by dashing into the herring nets, and there getting entangled. A fine specimen was recently shown to me in the island of Islay, which had been thus captured. Though it has never been known to take wing in attempting to elude pursuit, it is often seen flying with strength and rapidity, outstripping even the Grebe, which, in proportion to its size, is furnished with far larger wings than itself.
The name "Divers" is loosely used along the coast to refer to a group of sea birds, including Grebes, Cormorants, and others that rely on diving rather than flying to avoid danger. In natural history texts, however, the term specifically refers to the genus Columbus, which is quite appropriate; no matter how skilled the mentioned birds are in diving, the true divers are far superior. The largest and most impressive among them is the Great Northern Diver, found in colder regions of both hemispheres, rarely venturing south of the Shetlands for breeding, and visiting our waters only in winter.[57] The Northern Diver, also called Imber or Ember Goose, is fairly common in British waters. In Scotland, it prefers saltwater lochs and sandy bays over the open sea, though it can sometimes be seen a few miles from shore. It swims low in the water but moves quickly. When chasing prey, it dives beneath the surface without a splash, with its head disappearing last, and it can cover around two or three hundred yards underwater before surfacing again. Montagu claims it propels itself using only its feet, while Audubon argues it uses its wings underwater. The latter is likely more accurate, as it dives faster than Grebes, which definitely use their wings vigorously. Where there are schools of small fish like sand-eels and sprats, or even larger fish, the Northern Diver finds plentiful food. Sometimes, while hunting, it gets caught in herring nets and drowns. I recently saw a fine specimen captured this way on the island of Islay. Although it's never known to fly away to escape danger, it is often seen flying powerfully and quickly, outpacing even the Grebe, which has proportionally much larger wings for its size.
The adult male, which is a very handsome bird, is of rare occurrence, most of those which visit our shores being young birds.
The adult male, which is a very attractive bird, is quite rare; most of the ones that come to our shores are young birds.
The nest is usually placed near the edge of a reedy lake or large river, having a well-beaten track leading to it from the water's edge. This is formed by the bird in its clumsy effort to walk, a feat which it only performs on such occasions. The nest itself is bulky, and is formed of the vegetable substances found in the immediate vicinity, such as grasses and other herbaceous plants. It contains two, and sometimes three, eggs. The young are able to swim and dive very soon after they are hatched, and are fed for about a fortnight by their parents, at the expiration of which time they have to hunt for themselves.
The nest is usually located near the edge of a marshy lake or large river, with a well-worn path leading from the water's edge to it. This path is made by the bird's awkward attempts to walk, something it only does during these times. The nest itself is large and is built from plant materials found nearby, like grasses and other herbaceous plants. It typically holds two, and sometimes three, eggs. The chicks can swim and dive shortly after they hatch, and their parents feed them for about two weeks, after which they have to start finding food on their own.
COLYMBUS ARCTICUS
This Diver differs from the preceding species principally in being of inferior size. The predominant tints of the plumage are the same, and the habits of the two are so similar that a separate description is unnecessary. The present species is, however, far less common, though it breeds in the Outer Hebrides and in Scotland, where both eggs and young birds have been observed, and migrates southward in winter. It lays two eggs, near the edge of a fresh-water loch; and Mr. Selby observed that a visible track from the water to the eggs was made by the female, whose progress upon land is effected by shuffling along upon her belly, propelled by her legs behind. In the breeding season the old birds are often seen on the wing, at which time also they have a peculiar and loud cry, which has been compared to the voice of a human being in distress.
This diver is different from the previous species mainly because it's smaller. The main colors of the plumage are the same, and their behaviors are so alike that there's no need for a separate description. However, this species is much less common, although it breeds in the Outer Hebrides and in Scotland, where both eggs and young birds have been spotted, and it migrates south in the winter. It lays two eggs near the edge of a freshwater loch; Mr. Selby noted that the female creates a visible path from the water to the eggs as she moves, shuffling along on her belly and using her legs behind her. During the breeding season, the adult birds are often seen flying, and they also produce a distinctive loud cry that has been likened to a human in distress.
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COLYMBUS SEPTENTRIONALIS
The name 'Loon,' given in some districts to the Crested Grebe, is elsewhere given to the Red-throated Diver. The term is an old one, for our countrymen, Ray and Willughby, quoting yet more ancient authorities, describe the Northern Diver under the name of 'Loon', and the Black-Throated Diver under that of 'Lumme', the latter being the name of the bird in Iceland and Norway, and the former probably an English corruption of the same word, which in the original signifies 'lame'.
The name 'Loon,' used in some areas for the Crested Grebe, is also used for the Red-throated Diver in other places. This term is quite old; our countrymen, Ray and Willughby, referencing even earlier sources, describe the Northern Diver as 'Loon' and the Black-Throated Diver as 'Lumme.' The latter is the name for the bird in Iceland and Norway, while the former is likely an English variation of the same word, which originally means 'lame.'
On no part of our coast must we expect to hear this bird popularly called by the name of 'Red-throated', for, though common on many parts of the coast, almost all the specimens observed are young birds of the year, which have the throat pure white. Several were brought to me by the sea-side gunners on the coast of Norfolk. In May birds with red throats are noticed. A writer in the Zoologist[58] says that they are very numerous in winter off the coast of the Isle of Wight, passing and repassing in small flocks and in two lines about a mile apart. Of the hundreds which fell under his notice one only had a red throat, and this was captured under singular circumstances. On April 24, 1839, some fishermen observed an object floating which they imagined was a keg of spirits, but which proved to be a large fish of the kind known as the Fishing Frog, or Angler. On hauling it on board with their boat-hooks, the fishermen discovered that the animal had nearly choked himself by swallowing, tail foremost, an adult Red-throated Diver. The head of the bird protruded from the throat into the mouth of the captor, and, strange to say, it had not only survived its imprisonment, but was unhurt. It was extricated and presented to the Zoological Gardens, where it lived for six months. [Pg 300] Another writer in the same magazine[59] says that he saw a large number in Norway during the breeding season, but not one without the dark red throat.
On no part of our coast should we expect to find this bird commonly known as the 'Red-throated,’ because, although it’s frequent along many areas of the coast, nearly all the specimens observed are young birds of the year, which have pure white throats. Several were brought to me by seaside hunters on the coast of Norfolk. In May, birds with red throats are noticed. A writer in the Zoologist[58] mentions that they are very abundant in winter off the coast of the Isle of Wight, moving back and forth in small flocks and in two lines about a mile apart. Out of the hundreds he observed, only one had a red throat, and this was caught under unusual circumstances. On April 24, 1839, some fishermen saw something floating that they thought was a keg of spirits, but it turned out to be a large fish known as the Fishing Frog or Angler. When they pulled it on board with their boat-hooks, the fishermen found that the animal had almost choked itself by swallowing, tail first, an adult Red-throated Diver. The head of the bird stuck out from the fish’s throat into its mouth, and oddly enough, it had not only survived but was unharmed. It was freed and given to the Zoological Gardens, where it lived for six months. [Pg 300] Another writer in the same magazine[59] mentioned seeing a large number of them in Norway during the breeding season, but not one without the dark red throat.
This species, like the rest of the genus, obtains its food by diving; when pursued it rarely tries to escape by taking wing, though it has the power of flying with great rapidity. During the breeding season especially, it often flies about over the water with its long neck outstretched, and uttering a wailing scream.
This species, like others in its genus, gets its food by diving. When threatened, it rarely attempts to flee by flying, even though it can fly very quickly. Especially during the breeding season, it often flies over the water with its long neck extended, making a wailing cry.
I am informed by a friend, that while fishing in a boat in calm water off the coast of North Devon, he has many times seen Divers pass through the water, at a considerable depth below, propelling themselves by a free and active use of their wings.
I was told by a friend that while fishing in a boat in calm waters off the North Devon coast, he has often seen Divers swimming below at a considerable depth, using their wings to move efficiently and actively through the water.
From October to May only these Divers frequent our coast. Towards the end of spring they withdraw northwards and build their nests, of coarse grass and other herbs, close to the edge of a fresh-water loch. They lay two eggs, and the male is said to take his turn in the office of incubation. Many stay to breed in the Orkneys and Outer Hebrides, and in Ireland.
From October to May, only these divers visit our coast. Toward the end of spring, they head north and build their nests from coarse grass and other plants near the edge of a freshwater lake. They lay two eggs, and it's said that the male takes turns incubating them. Many stay to breed in the Orkneys, Outer Hebrides, and Ireland.
PÓDICEPS CRISTÁTUS
The Great Crested Grebe is thus described by Sir Thomas Browne, under the name of Loon: 'A handsome and specious fowl, cristated, and with divided fin-feet placed very backward. They come about April, and breed in the broad waters; so making their nest in the water, that their eggs are seldom dry while they are set on.' Fifty years ago the Loon continued to be so common on the Broads of Norfolk that eighteen or twenty might be counted together. It is more or less resident in England and Wales—in the meres of the Midlands and the lakes of Breconshire, and has lately bred in the vicinity of the Clyde.
The Great Crested Grebe is described by Sir Thomas Browne as a Loon: 'A beautiful and striking bird, with a crest and webbed feet positioned quite far back. They arrive around April and breed in deep waters, building their nests in the water so that their eggs are rarely dry while they incubate them.' Fifty years ago, the Loon was still so common in the Broads of Norfolk that you could count eighteen or twenty together. It’s more or less a permanent resident in England and Wales, found in the meres of the Midlands and the lakes of Breconshire, and has recently bred near the Clyde.
The movements of this bird in the water are described as most graceful; in swimming it vies with the Swan, and it is a skilful diver. As seen perched up in a museum its form is ungainly, but [Pg 301] in its native element it might serve as the standard of perfection among water birds. The legs, compressed so as to present a sharp edge, cut the water with a minimum of resistance; the webbed feet are placed so far backwards that they fulfil at once the office of propellers and rudder; the body is conical and covered with satiny plumage, which throws off water as perfectly as the fur of the otter; the long neck tapers to exceedingly narrow dimensions and terminates in a small head produced into a slender bill. The conformation of the greyhound is not better adapted for fleet running than that of the Grebe for rapid diving. The chase, I need scarcely add, consists of fish; but the Loon will feed on frogs, tadpoles, and any other small animals which fall in its way. It frequents fresh water during the summer months, but on the approach of winter repairs to the sea, not, it would seem, from any desire of varying its food, but to avoid being frozen up. It builds its nest among rushes or decaying weeds, but little above the level of the water, and lays four eggs, the male assisting his partner in the office of incubation.
The movements of this bird in the water are described as very graceful; when it swims, it competes with the Swan, and it’s an expert diver. While it looks awkward perched in a museum, [Pg 301] in its natural environment, it could be considered the ideal among water birds. Its legs are streamlined to create a sharp edge, slicing through the water with minimal resistance; its webbed feet are positioned far back, serving as both propellers and a rudder. The body is cone-shaped and covered in sleek feathers that repel water just as effectively as an otter's fur; the long neck narrows to a very small head with a slim bill. The shape of the Grebe is as well-suited for quick diving as a greyhound is for fast running. The chase mostly consists of fish, but the Loon will also eat frogs, tadpoles, and any small creatures it encounters. It spends the summer in freshwater but heads to the sea when winter approaches, not for a change in diet, but to avoid freezing. It builds its nest among reeds or decaying plants just above the water level and lays four eggs, with the male helping his mate with incubation.
The young can dive and swim immediately that they are hatched; but if the mother be suddenly alarmed while they are with her, she takes them under her wing and dives with them.
The young can dive and swim as soon as they hatch; but if the mother gets startled while they're with her, she scoops them up under her wing and dives with them.
The name Loon is supposed to be a corruption of the Finnish designation, Leomme or Lem, 'lame', given to several of the Colymbidæ on account of the awkwardness with which they advance on land.
The name Loon is believed to be a distortion of the Finnish term, Leomme or Lem, meaning 'lame', given to several of the Colymbidæ because of the clumsiness with which they move on land.
The Loon is found in lakes throughout a great portion of both the eastern and western hemispheres, but not very far to the north. It rarely flies, except at the period of migration, when it passes swiftly through the air, with neck and feet extended to their full length.
The Loon is found in lakes across much of both the eastern and western hemispheres, but not too far north. It rarely flies, except during migration, when it moves quickly through the air with its neck and feet fully stretched out.
PÓDICIPES GRISEÍGENA
The Red-necked Grebe is smaller than the Loon, from which it differs also in wanting the elongated crest, in having a more robust bill in proportion to its size, and is further distinguished by the grey hue of its cheeks, on account of which last character it is known in France under the name of Grébe Jou-gris. It is a native [Pg 302] of the north-eastern parts of Europe, and is fairly common along the eastern coast of Great Britain from autumn to spring. In habits it differs little from the last described species, but is less common, occurring both in fresh-water lakes and along the sea-coast.
The Red-necked Grebe is smaller than the Loon and differs by not having the long crest, having a sturdier bill relative to its size, and is notably recognized by the gray color of its cheeks, which is why it’s called Grébe Jou-gris in France. It is native to the northeastern parts of Europe and is quite common along the eastern coast of Great Britain from autumn to spring. Its habits are similar to the previously mentioned species, but it is less common, found both in freshwater lakes and along the coast.
PÓDICIPES AURITUS
The Slavonian, or Horned Grebe, approaches so closely in habits to the two preceding species that it is unnecessary to say more than that it inhabits the northern parts of America and Europe, visiting us from autumn to spring. Audubon describes its nest as a rude structure of weeds, situated at a distance of about twelve feet from the water's edge; but other authors state that though it constructs its nest of these materials, it disposes it among weeds in such a way that it rises and falls with every alteration in the level of the water. It lays from five to seven eggs, and the male is supposed to assist in the office of incubation.
The Slavonian, or Horned Grebe, has habits that are so similar to the two previous species that there's no need to go into detail. It lives in the northern parts of America and Europe, coming to visit us from autumn to spring. Audubon describes its nest as a rough structure made of weeds, located about twelve feet from the water's edge; however, other authors mention that even though it builds its nest from these materials, it positions it among weeds in such a way that it rises and falls with changes in the water level. It lays between five and seven eggs, and it's believed that the male helps with incubation.
PÓDICIPES NIGRICOLLIS
This is essentially a bird of the south, visiting us in spring and summer, but also now and again in autumn and winter, but this more rarely. It is said to have bred occasionally in the southern counties, and more often in Suffolk and Norfolk. To the north it becomes more scarce, although it has been observed up to the Orkneys. Just a few instances are recorded from Cumberland, but the bird is rare on our western side. Very few have been met with in Ireland. In Algeria it is said to nest in "societies more densely crowded than any rookery," the nests being raised on islets with stout foundations constructed by the bird. In Denmark the nests observed were on tussocks at the edge of the lake, and they were made of moss, part of which the female used to cover her eggs with on leaving them.
This bird primarily comes from the south, visiting us in spring and summer, but also occasionally in autumn and winter, though that’s rarer. It’s reported to have bred sometimes in the southern counties, and more frequently in Suffolk and Norfolk. In the north, it becomes less common, although it has been spotted as far as the Orkneys. There are only a few records from Cumberland, and the bird is rare on the western side of the country. Very few have been seen in Ireland. In Algeria, it’s said to nest in “societies more densely packed than any rookery,” with nests built on islets with strong foundations created by the bird. In Denmark, the nests observed were on tussocks by the lake, made of moss, part of which the female used to cover her eggs when she left them.
PÓDICIPES FLUVIÁTILIS
The Lesser Grebe, or, as it is more commonly called, the Dabchick, is the only species with which it is possible to become familiarly acquainted in Britain. It frequents rivers, ponds, and lakes, in all parts of the country, rarely flying, and still more rarely coming to land.
The Lesser Grebe, commonly known as the Dabchick, is the only species you can get to know well in Britain. It stays in rivers, ponds, and lakes throughout the country, rarely flying and even less often landing.
Rambling by the side of a sluggish river, the sides of which are lined [Pg 303] with reeds or bulrushes, one may often descry, paddling about with undecided motion, what appears to be a miniature Duck no longer than a Blackbird. It does not, like the Moor-hen, swim with a jerking movement, nor when alarmed does it half swim and half fly in a direct line for the nearest bank of weeds. If you are unobserved, it swims steadily for a short distance, then suddenly disappears, making no splash or noise, but slipping into the water as if its body were lubricated. It is diving for its food, which consists of water insects, molluscs, small fish and worms. As suddenly as it dives so suddenly does it reappear, most likely not far from the spot where you first observed it:
Rambling by the side of a slow-moving river, whose banks are lined [Pg 303] with reeds or bulrushes, you might often spot a small duck, no bigger than a blackbird, paddling around with an uncertain motion. Unlike the moorhen, it doesn’t swim with a jerky movement, nor does it half-swim and half-fly in a straight line to the nearest patch of weeds when it feels threatened. If you’re unnoticed, it swims smoothly for a short distance, then suddenly disappears without making a splash or any noise, slipping into the water as if its body is coated in something slippery. It’s diving for food, which includes water insects, mollusks, small fish, and worms. Just as quickly as it dives, it pops back up, probably not far from where you first saw it.
Another short swim and it dives again; and so it goes on, the time spent under the water being far in excess of that employed in taking breath. Advance openly or make a noise, it wastes no time in idle examinations or surmises of your intentions, but slips down as before, not, however, to reappear in the same neighbourhood. Its motives are different: it now seeks not food, but safety, and this it finds first by diving, and then by propelling itself by its wings under water in some direction which you cannot possibly divine; for it by no means follows that it will pursue the course to which its bill pointed when it went down. It can alter its line of flight beneath the water as readily as a swallow can change its course of flight through the air. But wherever it may reappear, its stay is now instantaneous; a trout rising at a fly is not more expeditious. You may even fail to detect it at all. It may have ensconced itself among weeds, or it may be burrowing in some subaqueous hole. That it has the power of remaining a long while submerged, I have no doubt. There is in the parish of Stamford Dingley, Berks, a large and beautiful spring of water, clear as crystal, the source of one of the tributaries of the Thames. I was once bending over the bank of this spring, with a friend, watching the water, some five or six feet down, as it issued from a pipe-like orifice and stirred the sand around like the bubbling of a cauldron, when there suddenly passed between us and the object we were examining a form so strange that we were at first doubtful to what class of animals we should refer it. In reality, it was a Dabchick, which, alarmed probably by the noise of our conversation, was making for a place of safety. As it passed within two or three feet of our faces, we could distinctly see that it propelled itself by its wings; but it appeared not to have observed us, for it kept on in a direct course towards the head of the spring. We searched long in the hope of discovering it again, but failed; and as there were no weeds among which it could possibly hide above water, and we could examine the bottom of the spring almost as thoroughly as if it [Pg 304] contained air only, we could but conclude that our apparition had taken refuge in a hole under the bank.
Another quick dive, and it goes under again; and so it continues, spending way more time underwater than it does surfacing for air. Whether it swims openly or makes a sound, it doesn’t waste any time on pointless investigations or guesses about your intentions, but just dives down as before, only this time it doesn't come back up in the same area. Its motives have changed: it's not looking for food anymore, but for safety, which it first finds by diving, then propelling itself with its wings underwater in a direction you can't predict; it doesn't necessarily follow the path its beak pointed when it went down. It can change its underwater trajectory as easily as a swallow can adjust its flight in the air. But wherever it pops back up, it's only for a split second; a trout rising to a fly is slower. You might not even see it at all. It could be hidden among the weeds, or it might be burrowed in some underwater hole. I have no doubt it can stay submerged for a long time. In the parish of Stamford Dingley, Berks, there’s a large and beautiful spring of water, as clear as crystal, which feeds one of the Thames' tributaries. One time, I was leaning over the bank of this spring with a friend, watching the water about five or six feet down as it flowed from a pipe and stirred up the sand like a bubbling pot, when suddenly something strange passed between us and the scene we were observing. At first, we were unsure what kind of animal it was. It turned out to be a Dabchick, probably alarmed by our chatter and heading for safety. As it swam past within two or three feet of us, we could see it was using its wings to propel itself, but it didn’t seem to notice us at all, continuing straight toward the head of the spring. We searched for a while hoping to find it again, but we didn’t; and since there were no weeds for it to hide among above water, and we could examine the bottom of the spring almost as thoroughly as if it were just air, we could only conclude that our sighting had taken refuge in a hole under the bank.
Early in spring, when Dabchicks leave the small streams and water-courses for broader pieces of water, they have been observed to fly; and during the building season also they have been seen circling round in the air near the locality of their intended nest. The nest itself is constructed of weeds of all kinds, forming a thick mass raised but a few inches above the surface of the water, and invariably far enough from the bank to be inaccessible except by wading. The Dabchick lays five or six long-shaped eggs, pointed at either end, of a chalky white colour. These the bird, when she leaves the nest, covers with weeds for the purpose of concealment, and on her return continues the work of incubation without removing the covering, so that the eggs soon lose their white hue, and before the period of hatching have become very dirty. The young birds can swim and dive immediately on leaving the egg. I have never myself seen a Dabchick fly through the air or walk on land, neither have I ever heard its note. The latter, a low clicking and chattering sort of noise, it is said to utter in spring. It breeds even in St. James' Park. Females smaller than males.
Early in spring, when Dabchicks leave the small streams and waterways for larger bodies of water, they've been seen flying. During the nesting season, they've also been spotted circling in the air near where they plan to build their nests. The nest itself is made of various weeds, creating a thick mass raised a few inches above the water's surface, always positioned far enough from the shore to be reached only by wading. The Dabchick lays five or six elongated eggs, pointed at both ends, which are a chalky white color. When the bird leaves the nest, she covers the eggs with weeds for concealment, and when she returns, she continues incubating without removing the covering, so the eggs quickly lose their white color and, by the hatching time, become quite dirty. The young birds can swim and dive as soon as they hatch. I have never seen a Dabchick fly or walk on land, nor have I heard its call. It's said to make a low clicking and chattering sound in the spring. They even breed in St. James' Park. Females are smaller than males.
PROCELLARIA GLACIÁLIS
In some of the Outer Hebrides Fulmars breed; but the great station, to which tens of thousands annually resort, is the remote island of St. Kilda. To the Fulmar indeed, and in a less degree to the Gannet and two or three other sea-birds, the island is indebted for its being able to boast of human inhabitants. Eggs and birds, fresh or salted, furnish them with food; the Fulmar with oil: and feathers pay their rent. In the Shetlands it is said to be increasing.
In some of the Outer Hebrides, Fulmars breed, but the main location where tens of thousands flock each year is the remote island of St. Kilda. The island owes its ability to have human inhabitants largely to the Fulmar, and to a lesser extent, to the Gannet and a few other sea birds. They provide food through their eggs and flesh, fresh or salted, while the Fulmar also supplies oil, and feathers help cover their rent. It's said that their numbers are increasing in the Shetlands.
Professor James Wilson says: 'The oil is extracted from both the young and old birds, which, however, they must seize on suddenly and strangle, else, as a defensive movement, the desired (and pungent) oil is immediately squirted in the face and eyes of their opponent.' This oil is ejected, not, as it is sometimes said, through tubular nostrils, but directly through the throat and open mouth. [Pg 305] The flesh of the Fulmar is also a favourite food with the St. Kildans, who like it all the better on account of its oily nature.
Professor James Wilson says: 'The oil is extracted from both young and old birds, which they must catch quickly and strangle; otherwise, as a defense, the oily substance is immediately squirted in the face and eyes of their attacker.' This oil is ejected not through tubular nostrils, as is sometimes claimed, but directly through the throat and open mouth. [Pg 305] The flesh of the Fulmar is also a favorite food for the St. Kildans, who enjoy it even more because of its oily nature.
The Fulmar is essentially a sea-bird, and never comes to land except in the breeding season, when it builds its nest of herbage on the grassy shelves of the highest cliffs, and lays a single egg, if which be taken, it lays no more. The young birds are fed with oil by the parents, and on being molested spurt out through the throat and open mouth the same fluid, which, being of a rank smell, infects not only the nest, but the whole neighbourhood. The young birds, which are taken early in August, are boiled, and made to furnish a large quantity of fat, which is skimmed off and preserved for winter use. The old birds are considered great dainties.
The Fulmar is basically a seabird that only comes to land during breeding season. During this time, it builds its nest from vegetation on the grassy ledges of the highest cliffs and lays just one egg; if that egg is taken, it won’t lay any more. The adult Fulmars feed their young with oil, and when disturbed, the chicks shoot this same fluid out of their throats and open mouths, which has a strong smell that not only makes the nest unpleasant but also affects the entire area. The young birds, which are caught in early August, are boiled to extract a lot of fat, which is skimmed off and stored for winter. The older birds are regarded as a delicacy.
In the Arctic regions the Fulmar is well known for its assiduity in attending on whale ships, keeping an eager watch for anything thrown over; and when the operation of cutting up a whale is going on, helping itself most greedily to stray pieces of offal, and venturing so near as to be easily knocked down by a boathook or to be taken by hand.
In the Arctic regions, the Fulmar is famous for its diligence in following whale ships, always on the lookout for anything tossed overboard; and when the process of cutting up a whale is happening, it greedily helps itself to leftover scraps of meat, getting so close that it can easily be knocked down with a boathook or even caught by hand.
Owing to the rankness of its food, the smell of the Fulmar is very offensive. A specimen recently shot was brought to me in Norfolk, early in January, 1862, and being a great rarity, was carefully preserved and set up; but on being sent home from the bird-stuffer's it was banished to an outhouse, where it has remained for three months without losing anything of its offensive odour.
Due to the strong smell of its food, the Fulmar has a very unpleasant odor. A specimen that was recently shot was brought to me in Norfolk in early January 1862, and since it was quite rare, it was carefully preserved and mounted. However, when it was sent back home from the taxidermist, it was banished to a shed, where it has stayed for three months without losing any of its foul smell.
PUFFINUS MAJOR
The Great Shearwater is far less abundant than the preceding species, and may indeed be considered a rarity. A few solitary specimens have from time to time been shot on various parts of the coast, and they have occasionally been noticed in considerable numbers off the coast of Cornwall. In the Scilly Islands, where they are called 'Hackbolts', they are said to be yet more frequent. The Great Shearwater differs little in habits, as far as they are known, from the other species.
The Great Shearwater is much less common than the previous species and can even be seen as rare. A few lone birds have occasionally been shot along different parts of the coast, and they've sometimes been spotted in larger groups off the coast of Cornwall. In the Scilly Islands, where they're referred to as 'Hackbolts', they're reported to be even more abundant. The Great Shearwater doesn't differ much in behavior from the other species, as far as what we know.
PUFFINUS ANGLORUM
That a bird whose generic name is Puffinus should sometimes be called a 'Puffin' is not surprising; and the reader who meets [Pg 306] with the name in books should satisfy himself whether the subject of his study be an Auk or a Shearwater, before he admits as facts any statements about the 'Puffin' which may fall in his way. Yarrell, for instance, gives the name of Puffin to the bird already described under the name of Fratercula Arctica, while by Montagu that bird is described under the name of 'Coulterneb', 'Puffin' being given as a synonym for the Shearwater. Off Cornwall it is called skiddeu and brew.
That a bird named Puffinus is sometimes called a 'Puffin' isn't surprising. Readers who come across that name in books should check whether the bird they're studying is an Auk or a Shearwater before accepting any claims about the 'Puffin.' For example, Yarrell refers to the bird previously described as Fratercula Arctica as a Puffin, while Montagu describes that same bird as 'Coulterneb,' noting that 'Puffin' is a synonym for Shearwater. In Cornwall, it is known as skiddeu and brew.
The Shearwater is so called from its mode of flight, in which it 'shears' or skims the water; and its distinctive name, Manx, it owes to its having been formerly very abundant in the Calf[60] of Man, a small island lying south of the Isle of Man.
The Shearwater gets its name from the way it flies, as it 'shears' or skims across the water. Its unique name, Manx, comes from the fact that it used to be very plentiful around the Calf[60] of Man, a small island located south of the Isle of Man.
The Manx Shearwater is, during the greater portion of the year, an ocean-bird, and only ventures on shore during the breeding season. It then repairs to some island, or portion of the coast little frequented by man, and in society with other birds of the same species there takes up its summer quarters. A sandy or light earthy soil, scantily furnished with vegetation, is preferred to any other station. Its nest is a hole in the ground, either the deserted burrow of a rabbit or a tunnel excavated by itself, or less frequently it lays its one egg in the crevice of a rock. During the day Shearwaters, for the most part, remain concealed in their holes, and lie so close that they will suffer themselves to be dug out with a spade and make no attempt to escape. Towards evening they quit their hiding-places, and paddle or fly out to sea in quest of food. This consists of small fish and other marine animals which swim near the surface, and are caught by the birds either while they are floating or 'shearing' the water. No nest ever contains more than one egg, but that one and the chick which it produces are objects of the greatest solicitude.
The Manx Shearwater is mostly an ocean bird for most of the year and only comes ashore during the breeding season. During that time, it goes to an island or a less-traveled part of the coast, where it settles down with other birds of its kind for the summer. It prefers sandy or light, sparse soil over any other place. Its nest is a hole in the ground, either an old rabbit burrow or a tunnel it digs itself; less often, it lays its one egg in a rock crevice. During the day, Shearwaters mostly stay hidden in their nests, lying so still that they can be dug out with a spade without trying to escape. In the evening, they leave their hiding spots and paddle or fly out to sea searching for food. This food consists of small fish and other marine creatures that swim near the surface and are caught by the birds either while floating or "shearing" the water. No nest has more than one egg, but that one egg and the chick it hatches are cared for with the utmost attention.
Unfortunately for the poor Shearwaters, their young, though fed on half-digested fish oil, are delicate eating; consequently, some of the stations of these birds have been quite depopulated, and in others their numbers have been greatly thinned.
Unfortunately for the poor Shearwaters, their young, although fed on half-digested fish oil, are picky eaters; as a result, some of the colonies of these birds have been significantly reduced, and in others their numbers have been greatly diminished.
Willughby tells us that in his time 'Puffins' were very numerous in the Calf of Man, and that fully fledged young birds, taken from the nests, were sold at the rate of ninepence a dozen. He adds, that in order to keep an accurate reckoning of the number taken, it was customary to cut off, and retain, one of each bird's legs. The consequence was that the state in which the birds were sent to market was supposed to be their natural condition, and the Puffin was popularly believed to be a 'monopod' (one-footed bird).
Willughby tells us that during his time, 'Puffins' were very common in the Calf of Man, and that fully grown young birds taken from their nests were sold for ninepence a dozen. He also mentions that to keep track of how many were taken, it was typical to cut off and keep one leg from each bird. As a result, the condition in which the birds were sold at market was thought to be their natural state, leading people to believe that the Puffin was a 'monopod' (one-footed bird).
This station is now nearly, if not quite, deserted; but colonies still exist in Annet, one of the Scilly Islands, on the south coast of Wales, in the Orkneys, and in the Shetlands. In the Scilly [Pg 307] Islands the Shearwater is called a Crew, from the harsh note uttered by the bird when its burrow is invaded; in the north, a Lyrie or Scrabe.
This station is now almost, if not completely, deserted; but colonies still exist in Annet, one of the Scilly Islands, on the south coast of Wales, in the Orkneys, and in the Shetlands. In the Scilly [Pg 307] Islands, the Shearwater is called a Crew, due to the harsh sound the bird makes when its burrow is disturbed; in the north, it's known as a Lyrie or Scrabe.
PROCELLARIA PELÁGICA
Under the name of 'Mother Carey's Chickens' the Petrels must be known to all readers of voyages. According to the belief popular in the forecastle, these birds are invisible during calm or bright weather; but when the sky lowers, and a storm is impending, suddenly, no one knows whence, forth come these ill-omened heralds of the tempest, inspiring more terror than would be caused even by the hurricane which they are supposed to commence. In reality, the Petrels are scarcely birds of the day; they love to hide themselves in holes and behind stones. It is not, therefore, surprising that when the sea is calm, and the sun bright, they lurk in their hiding-places, if near enough to land; or, if on the open ocean, lie asleep on the surface of the water, unnoticed, because still and of small size. An overcast sky, however, awakes them as twilight would, and they leave their hiding-places, or rise from their watery bed, not because a storm is impending, but because the cloud which accompanies the storm brings them the desired gloom. When in motion they are more conspicuous than when at rest, and they follow the wake of a ship for the same reason that other sea-fowl do, for the sake of the offal thrown overboard. They will sometimes accompany a ship for days, showing that they have untiring power of wing, and to all but the superstitious greatly relieving the monotony of the voyage.
Under the name "Mother Carey's Chickens," the Petrels are known to anyone who reads about sea voyages. According to beliefs popular among sailors, these birds are invisible during calm or sunny weather, but when the sky darkens and a storm approaches, they suddenly appear, seeming to come out of nowhere. They are seen as bad omens for the storm, causing more fear than the hurricane they are thought to signal. In reality, Petrels aren’t day birds; they prefer to hide in crevices and behind rocks. So, it’s not surprising that when the sea is calm and the sun is shining, they stay hidden if they’re close to land or lie asleep on the water if they’re out in the open ocean, practically unnoticed because they’re still and small. However, a cloudy sky wakes them up like twilight does, and they leave their hiding spots or rise from the water—not because a storm is coming, but because the clouds that signal a storm bring the shade they like. When they’re active, they’re more noticeable than when they’re resting, and they follow a ship’s wake for the same reason that other seabirds do: to snatch up scraps thrown overboard. They can sometimes stick with a ship for days, showing off their incredible flying ability and providing relief from the monotony of the journey for everyone except the superstitious.
The Petrel builds its nest, a rude structure of weeds and rubbish, either in the hole of a cliff or under stones on the beach, and lays a single egg. It rarely comes abroad by day, and if disturbed ejects from its mouth an oily matter, after the manner of the Fulmar. Towards evening it comes forth from its stronghold, and skims the sea in quest of food, which consists of floating animal matter of all kinds. Its name, Petrel, or Little Peter, is derived from its habit of occasionally skimming along so close to the surface of the sea as to dip its feet in the water, and present the appearance of walking; but its ordinary flight is very like that of the Swallow.
The Petrel builds its nest, a simple structure made of weeds and trash, either in a cliff’s crevice or under stones on the beach, and lays one egg. It rarely comes out during the day, and if disturbed, it spits out an oily substance from its mouth, similar to the Fulmar. In the evening, it emerges from its hiding place and glides over the sea looking for food, which consists of various floating animals. Its name, Petrel, or Little Peter, comes from its behavior of sometimes skimming so close to the water's surface that it dips its feet in, giving the appearance of walking; however, its typical flight is very similar to that of a Swallow.
The Storm-Petrel breeds in the Orkney, Shetland, and Scilly Islands and a few on the Welsh coast, also in the Channel Islands, but a genuine ocean-bird quits the land as soon as its young are able to accompany it. It is frequently seen in the Atlantic and [Pg 308] Mediterranean, and is not an uncommon visitor to our shores, especially during severe weather.
The Storm-Petrel breeds in the Orkney, Shetland, and Scilly Islands, as well as a few on the Welsh coast and in the Channel Islands. However, a true ocean bird leaves land as soon as its young can follow. It's often spotted in the Atlantic and Mediterranean, and it's not unusual for it to visit our shores, particularly during bad weather.
Its note is only heard during the season of incubation, when its retreat is often betrayed by a low twittering.
Its call is only heard during the breeding season, when its hiding place is often given away by a soft chattering.
Storm-Petrels are gregarious birds; they breed in colonies, and skim the sea in small flocks. The French steamers which sail between Toulon and Algiers are said to be regularly accompanied by these birds.
Storm-Petrels are social birds; they nest in colonies and glide over the ocean in small groups. It’s said that the French steamers traveling between Toulon and Algiers are often accompanied by these birds.
PROCELLARIA LEUCORRHOA
The Fork-Tailed Petrel, a native of North America, does not differ materially in habits from the other species. It is met with almost annually on our east coast, and is common off Cornwall. In Ireland it is frequent. This species was first declared to be a British bird by Bullock, who found it at St. Kilda in 1818.
The Fork-Tailed Petrel, native to North America, doesn’t really behave any differently from other species. It shows up almost every year along our east coast and is common off Cornwall. It’s often seen in Ireland too. This species was first recognized as a British bird by Bullock, who discovered it at St. Kilda in 1818.
Aberdeen Sandpiper: a name for the Knot
Aberdevine: a name for the Siskin
Accentor, Hedge: Sparrow, Chanter or Warbler
Alk: the Razor-bill
Allamotte: the Petrel
Allan: the Skua
Alp: a name for the Bullfinch
Annet: the Kittiwake Gull
Arctic-bird: the Skua
Arctic Skua
" Tern
Assilag: the Petrel
Awl: the Woodpecker
Badock: the Skua
Bankjug: the Chiff-chaff and Willow Warbler
Bargander: the Sheldrake
Barley-bird: the Siskin and Wryneck
Barred or Lesser-spotted Woodpecker
Bar-tailed Godwit
Basal: at or near the base
Beam-bird: the Spotted Flycatcher
Bean Crake: the Land-Rail
" Goose
Bearded Reedling
Bee-bird: a name sometimes given to the Flycatcher;
sometimes to the Willow Warbler
" -eater
" -hawk: the Honey Buzzard
Beech-finch: the Chaffinch
Bergander: the Sheldrake
Bernicle Goose
Billy: the Hedge Sparrow
Billy-whitethroat: the Whitethroat
Bittern
Black-a-top: the Stonechat
Black-billed Auk: a name given to the Razor-bill in the winter
first-year plumage
Blackcap: a name sometimes given to the Black-headed Gull,
the Marsh Tit and Coal Tit
Black Duck: the Scoter
Blacky-top: the Stonechat
Bloodulf: the Bullfinch
Blind Dorbie: the Purple Sandpiper
Blue-backed Falcon: the Peregrine Falcon
" -bird: the Fieldfare
" -cap: the Blue Tit
" Darr: the Black Tern
" Hawk: the Peregrine Falcon
Blue-headed Wagtail: the greyheaded Wagtail[Pg 310]
" -tailed Bee-eater
" Tit: the Tom Tit, the Blue-cap
" -winged Shoveler: the Shoveler
Boatswain: the Skua
Brake-hopper: the Grasshopper Warbler
Brambling, or Bramble-finch
Bran: the Crow
Brancher: the Goldfinch in its first year
Brantail: the Redstart
Brent Goose
Broad-bill: the Shoveler
Bronzie: the Cormorant
Brook Ouzel: a name given to the Dipper, and incorrectly to the Water-Rail
Brown Owl, or Tawny Owl
" -Leader Gull: Black-headed Gull, Red-headed Gull or Hooded Gull
" Starling: a name sometimes given to the young of the Starling
" Tern: the Tern in its immature plumage
Budfinch: the Bullfinch
Bullfinch, Common
" Pine, or Pine Grosbeak
Bunting, Lapland, or Finch
Burgomaster: the Glaucous Gull
Burrow Duck: the Sheldrake
Bustard, Great
Cackareer: the Kittiwake Gull
Caddaw: the Jackdaw
Calloo: the Long-tailed Duck
Cargoose: the Crested Grebe
Carinate: in the form of a keel
Carrion Crow
Car-swallow: the Black Tern
Cere: the wax-like membrane which covers the base of the bill in the Falconidae
Chaldrick or Chalder: the Oyster-Catcher
Chanchider: the Spotted Flycatcher
Channel Goose: the Gannet
Chanter, Hedge: Sparrow, Accentor or Warbler
Charlie Miftie: the Wheatear
Chank, and Chank-daw: the Chough
Chepster: the Starling
Cherry-finch: the Hawfinch
Cherry-sucker, Cherry-chopper, and Cherry-Snipe: the Spotted Flycatcher.
Chevy Lin: the Redpoll
Chickell: the Wheatear
Chickstone: the Stonechat
Chippet Linnet: the Redpoll
Church Owl: the White Owl
Churn Owl: the Nightjar
Churr: the Dunlin
Cirl Bunting
Clack Goose, Clakes: the Bernicle Goose
Clatter Goose: the Brent Goose
Clee: the Red Shank
Cleff: the Tern
Clinker: the Avocet
Cloven-footed Gull: the Tern
Coal-and-candle-light: the Long-tailed Duck
Coal Goose: the Cormorant
Coaly Hood: the Bullfinch or Coal Mouse
Cob: the male Swan
Cob: the Great Black-backed Gull
Cobble: the Great Northern Diver
Cobbler's Awl: the Avocet
Cobweb: the Spotted Flycatcher
Cockandy: the Puffin
Cock-winder: the Wigeon
Coddy Moddy: the common Gull in its first year's plumage
Coldfinch: the Pied Flycatcher[Pg 311]
Colk: the King Duck
Colin: a name in New Spain for Quail
Compressed: flattened vertically
Coot-foot: the Phalarope
Copperfinch: the Chaffinch
Corbie: the Raven
Corndrake: the Land-Rail
Cornish Crow, or Daw: the Chough
Cornwall Kae: the Chough
Coulterneb: the Puffin
Crake, Little
" Spotted
Crank bird: the Lesser Spotted Woodpecker
Craw: part of the stomach in birds
Cream-coloured Plover: Swiftfoot or Courser
Courser Gull: the Glaucous Gull
Creeper, Creep-tree, or Tree-creeper. These names are in some places given to the Nuthatch
Crested Cormorant: the Shag
" Heron, Common or Grey
Cricket-bird: the Grasshopper Warbler
Cricket Teal: the Garganey
Crooked Bill: the Avocet
Crossbill: Common
Cuckoo's Leader or Mate: the Wryneck
Cuhnen: the ridge of the upper mandible
Cultrate: in the form of a billhook or pruning knife
Curlew-Jack: the Whimbrel
Curwillet: the Sanderling
Cushat: the Ring Dove
Cutty Wren: the Common Wren
Cygnet: the young Swan
Daker Hen: the Land-Rail
Danish Crow: the Hooded Crow
Darr, Blue: the Black Tern
Dertrum
Depressed: flattened horizontally
Deviling: the Swift
Dick Dunnock: the Hedge Sparrow
Dippearl: the Tern
Dirty Allen: the Skua
Dishwater: the Wagtail
Diving Pigeon: the Guillemot
Dobbler and Dobchick: the Lesser Grebe
Door Hawk and Dorr Hawk: the Nightjar.
Dorbie: the Dunlin
Doucker: a popular name for a Grebe or Diver
Doveky: the Black Guillemot
Dove-coloured Falcon: the Peregrine Falcon
Draine: the Missel Thrush
Duck Hawk: the Marsh Harrier
Ducker: a popular name for a Grebe or Diver
Dulwilly: the Ring Plover
Dunkir and Dunair: the Pochard
Dun Crow: the Hooded Crow
Dundiver: the female and young of the Merganser
Dung Hunter: the Skua
Dunlin
Dunnock: the Hedge Sparrow
Earl Duck: the Red-breasted Merganser
Easterling: the Smew
Ebb: the Bunting
Ecorcheur: the Shrike
Egret: a tuft of long narrow feathers found on the lower part of the neck of the Herons.
The name is also sometimes extended to the two tufts of feathers, resembling ears or horns,
in some of the Owls
Elk: the Hooper Swan[Pg 312]
Emmer or Ember Goose: the Great Northern Diver
Emmet Hunter: the Wryneck
Erne: the Eagle
Falk or Falc: the Razor-bill
Faller: the Hen Harrier
Fallow Chat, Fallow Finch, Fallow Lunch, or Fallow Smich: the Wheatear
Fanny Redtail: the Redstart
Fauvette: the Garden Warbler, also applied to others of the Warblers.
Feather-poke: i.e. "sack of feathers" is the Chiff-chaff, so called from the
materials and form of the nest
Felt and Feltyfare: the Fieldfare
Fiddler: the Common Sandpiper
Field Duck: the Little Bustard
Field Lark: the Skylark
Fiery Linnet: the Common Linnet
Finch, or Lapland Bunting
Fire-crested Regulus or Wren
Fire-tail: the Redstart
Flapper: a young Duck
Flopwing: the Lapwing
Flusher: the Butcher-bird
Foot: The foot of a bird consists of four, never less than three, toes,
with their claws, and the joint next above, called the "tarsus"
French Linnet: the Redpoll
" Magpie: the Red-backed Shrike
" Pie: the Great Spotted Woodpecker.
Gaggle: a flight of Wild Geese
Gairfowl: the Auk and the Razor-bill
Gallinule: the Moor Hen; this name is sometimes applied to the Crakes
Gallwell Drake: the Land Drake
Gannet: the Skua
Garden Ouzel: the Blackbird
" Warbler
Gardenian Heron: the young of the Night Heron
Gaunt: the Crested Grebe
Gidd: the Jack Snipe
Gillhowter: the White Owl
Gladdy: the Yellow Hammer
Glaucous Gull
Glead, Gled, or Glade: the Kite
Goat Owl and Goatsucker: the Nightjar
Goldeneye
Golden-crested Regulus, Warbler or Wren
" Oriole or Thrush
" Plover
Gorcock: the Moor Cock
Gorsehatch: the Wheatear
Gorse-duck: the Corn Crake
Gorse Linnet: the Common Linnet
Goud Spink: the Goldfinch
Gouldring: the Yellow Hammer
Gourder: the Petrel
Gouk: the Cuckoo
Graduated: a term applied to the tail of a bird when the middle
feathers are longest and the outer ones are shorter in gradation
Greenwich Sandpiper: the Ruff
Grey: the Gadwall
Greybird: the Thrush
Grey-Duck: the Gadwall
" Coot-footed Tringa: the Phalarope
" Crow: the Hooded Crow
" Falcon: the Hen Harrier
" Heron: common or Crested Heron
Grey Lapwing, or Sandpiper: the Grey Plover[Pg 313]
" Linnet: the Common Linnet
" Owl: the White Owl
" Partridge: the Common Partridge
" Shrike, Lesser: the Ash-coloured Shrike
" Skit: the Water-Rail
" -lag: Fen, Stubble, or Wild Goose
Grisette: the Whitethroat
Ground Lark: the Pipit and Bunting
" Wren: the Willow Warbler
Guldenhead: the Puffin
Gull-tormentor: the Skua
Gunner: the Great Northern Diver
Gurfel: the Razor-bill
Gustarda: the Bustard
Hackbolt: the Greater Shearwater
Hadji: the Swift
Hagdown: the Greater Shearwater
Haggard: the Peregrine Falcon
Hagister: the Magpie
Half-Curlew: the Whimbrel and Godwit
" -Duck: the Wigeon, Pochard, etc.
" -Snipe: the Jack Snipe
Harle: the Red-breasted Merganser
Harpy: the Marsh Harrier
Hawk Owl: this name is sometimes given to the Short-eared Owl
Hay-bird, or Hay-Tit: the Willow Warbler
Hay-Jack: the Garden Warbler and Whitethroat
Heather Bleater: the Snipe
Heath Throstle: the Ring Ouzel
Hebridal Sandpiper: the Turnstone
Heckimal: the Blue Tit
Hedge-Chicken: the Wheatear
" -Jug, the Long-tailed Tit
Hegrilskip: the Heron
Helegug: the Puffin
Hellejay: the Razor-bill
Hern, Hernshaw, Heronshaw: the Heron
Heronsewgh: the Heron
Herring-bar: perhaps a corruption of Herring-bird, Diver
Herring Gant: the Gannet
" Gull
Hew-hole: the Woodpecker
Hickwall: the Lesser Spotted Woodpecker
High-hoo: the Woodpecker
Hiogga: the Razor-bill
Hissing Owl: the White Owl
Hoarse Gowk: the Snipe
Hoddy: the Crow
Holm Cock and Holm Screech: the Mistle Thrush
Hoop: the Bullfinch
Hornfinch: the Petrel
Horniwinks: the Lapwing
Horra: the Brent Goose
Horsefinch: the Chaffinch
Horsmatch: the Red-backed Shrike, the Wheatear and Whinchat
Howlet: the Brown Owl
Howster: the Knot
Huckmuck: the Long-tailed Tit
Hullat: the Owl
Icebird: the Little Auk
Imber, or Great Northern Diver
Isle of Wight Parson: the Cormorant
Iris (plural, Irides): the coloured circle of the eye surrounding the pupil
Isaac: the Hedge Sparrow[Pg 314]
Ivy Owl: the Barn Owl
Jack Curlew: the Whimbrel
Jackdaw
Jack-nicker: the Goldfinch
" Saw: the Goosander
" Snipe
Jar Owl: the Night Owl
Jay, Jay Pie, or Jay Pyet
Jenny: the Wren
Jid or Judcock: the Jack Snipe
Kadder and Kae: the Jackdaw
Kamtschatka Tern: the Black Tern
Katabella: the Hen Harrier
Kate: the Hawfinch
Katogle: the Eagle Owl
Kiddaw: the Guillemot
King-Harry: the Goldfinch
Kip: the Tern
Kirktullock: the Shoveler
Kirmew and Kirmow: the Tern
Knee: a name often given, though inaccurately, to the junction of the
tarsus and tibia of a bird.
Knot
Lamhi or Lavy: the Guillemot
Land Curlew: the Great Plover
Lary: the Guillemot
Laughing Goose: the White-fronted Goose
Lavrock: the Skylark
Leg-bird: the Sedge Warbler
Lesser wing-coverts: the feathers which overlie the greater
wing-coverts, or those next the quills
Ling-bird: the Meadow Pipit
Linlet: a young Linnet
Lobefoot: the Phalarope
Long-tongue: the Wryneck
Loom or Loon: the Diver
Lore: the space between the beak and the eye
Lough Diver: the Smew
Lum, Lungy: the Guillemot
Lumme: the Diver
Lyre: the Manx Shearwater
Madge Howlet: the White Owl
Maglowan: a name for the Divers
Magpie Diver: the Smew
Malduck, or Malmarsh: the Fulmar
Mallemoke: the Fulmar
Mandibles: upper and under, the two portions of a bird's bill
Man-of-war bird: the Skua
Manx Shearwater: the Manx Petrel
Marketjew Crow: the Chough
Marrot: the Guillemot and Razor-bill
May-bird, or Mayfowl: the Whimbrel
Mavis: the Thrush
Meadow Crake, or Drake: the Gallinule
" Pipit, Titlark or Titling
Meggy-cut-throat: the Whitethroat
Merlie: the Blackbird
Mew or Mow: a Gull
Millithrum: the Long-tailed Tit
Minute Gallinule: the Little Crake
" Merganser: the young Smew
" Tringa: the Little Stint
Mire Snipe: the Snipe
Mistle Thrush, or Mistletoe Thrush
Mitty: the Petrel
Mock-bird: the Sedge Warbler
" Nightingale: the Blackcap and Garden Warbler
Monk: the Bullfinch
Moor Blackbird, or Ouzel: the Ring Ouzel
Moor Hen, or Water Hen[Pg 315]
Morrot: the Guillemot
Moss-cheeper: the Meadow Pipit
Mother Carey's Chickens: the Petrels
Mountain Linnet: the Twite
" Ouzel: the Ring Ouzel
Mouse Hawk or Owl: the Hawk Owl
Mow: a Gull
Mud-plover: the Grey Plover
Muggy: the Whitethroat
Mullet: the Puffin
Mum-ruffin: the Long-tailed Tit
Murdering-bird: the Butcher-bird
Nape: the upper part of the neck behind
Neck-a-pecker and Nickle: the Woodpecker
Night-crow, or Night-hawk: the Nightjar
" Heron
Nope: the Bullfinch
Norfolk Plover: the Great Plover
Norie: the Cormorant
Northern Crow: the Hooded Crow
Norway Lark: the Snow Bunting
Nun: the Blue Tit
Oke: the Auk
Olive: the Oyster-catcher
Olive-tufted Duck: the Goldeneye
Operculum: a lid or covering
Orbit: the skin that surrounds the eye, and in some birds is
destitute of feathers
Ouzel, Water, or Dipper
Oven-bird: the Chiff-Chaff, Willow Warbler, and Wood Warbler
Owl, Long-eared or Horned
" Short-eared or Little-horned
" Tawny or Brown
Padge and Padge Owl: the Barn Owl
Palmipedes: Web-footed Birds
Pandle-whew: the Wigeon
Parasitic Gull: the Skua
Parrot, Ailsa: the Puffin
" Sea: the Puffin
Parson Mew: the Black-backed Gull
Passerine: belonging to the order Passeres
" Warbler: the Garden Warbler
Pea-finch: the Chaffinch
Pearl: the Tern
Pease Crow: the Tern
Peck: the Bar-tailed Godwit
Pectinated: cut like a comb
Peese-weep: the Peewit, also sometimes given to the Greenfinch
Peggy: the Wren, Whitethroat and the Garden Warbler
Peggy cut-throat: the Whitethroat
Petrel: the name Petrel is in some places given to the Godwit
Pettychaps, Greater: the Garden Warbler
" Lesser: the Chiff-chaff
Philomel: the Nightingale
Pianet: the Magpie, and Oyster-catcher
Picarini: the Avocet
Pick-cheese: the Tom-Tit and Great Tit
Pickmire: the Black-headed Gull
Picktarney and Picket: the Tern
Pictarn: the Black-headed Gull
Pie, Sea: the Oyster-catcher
Pied Diver: the Smew
" Wagtail
" Wigeon: the Garganey, and Goldeye
Pie-finch: the Chaffinch
Pienet and Piet: the Magpie
Piet, Water: the Water Ouzel[Pg 316]
Pigeon Hawk: the Sparrow Hawk
" Mow, Red-legged: the Black-headed Gull in its winter plumage
Pigmy Curloo, or Sandpiper
Pine Bullfinch, or Pine Grosbeak
Pink: the Chaffinch
Pink-footed Goose
Pinnock: a Tit
Pint: the Laughing Gull
Pintail Duck
Pirenet: the Sheldrake
Plover's Page: the Purple Sandpiper
Pocker, or Poker: the Pochard
Poke-Pudding: the Long-tailed Tit
Pomarine Skua, or Gull, Twist-tailed
Poor-willie: the Godwit
Pop: the Redwing
Pope: the Puffin
Popinjay: the Green Woodpecker
Port-Egmont Hen: the Common Skua
Post-bird: the Spotted Flycatcher
Primaries: the quills, usually ten, of the terminal joint of a bird's wing.
Provence Furzel: the Dartford Warbler
Proud-tailor: the Goldfinch
Puckeridge: the Nightjar
Pudding-poke: the Long-tailed Tit
Puffin
Puffinet: the Black Guillemot
Purple Sandpiper
Purre: the Dunlin
Puttock: the Buzzard and Kite
Pywipe: the Lapwing
Quaketail: the Wagtail
Que: the Night Heron
Queest or Quest: the Ring-dove
Queet: the Coot and Guillemot
Quills: the large feathers of the wing, called primary, or digital;
secondary or elbow;
and tertiary or shoulder;
depending on whether they come from the terminal, middle, or inner joint
Quill-coverts: a row of feathers immediately covering the base of the
quills above and below, and therefore called upper and under
Quinck: the Goose
Rafter-bird: the Spotted Flycatcher
Rail, Land
Rain-bird: the Green Woodpecker
" -Goose: the Red-throated Diver
Raptores: Birds of Prey
Rasores: Gallinaceous Birds
Rattle-wings: the Goldeneye
Redcap: the Goldfinch
Red Godwit: the Bar-tailed Godwit
" Grouse
Red-headed Linnet: the Common Linnet and Redpoll
" Pochard: the Common Pochard
" Wigeon: the Common Wigeon
" Hoop: the Bullfinch
" -legged Crow: the Chough
" " Godwit: the Spotted Sandpiper
" " Gull, the Black-headed Gull
" " Partridge
" -necked Coot-foot, Lobefoot, or Phalarope
Red Sandpiper: the Knot in its summer plumage
Redstart, Common[Pg 317]
" Black
Red-throated Diver
Red-winged Blackbird: Maize-bird, or Starling
Reed-bird: the Sedge Warbler
Reed Bunting: the Black-headed Bunting
" Fauvette: the Sedge Warbler
" Pheasant: the Bearded Tit
" Sparrow: the Black-headed Bunting
" Warbler or Wren
Reeve: the female of the Ruff
Richardson's Skua
Richel Bird: the Lesser Tern
Rind-tabberer: the Green Woodpecker
Ring Blackbird: the Ring Ouzel
" Dove
Ringed Dotterel, or Plover
" Guillemot
" -necked or Great Northern Diver
Ring-tailed Eagle: the Golden Eagle in its second year's plumage
Rippock: the Tern
Rochie: the Little Auk
Rock-birds: the Auk, Puffin, and Guillemot
" Dove, Rocker Dove, Rockier Dove
" Hawk: the Merlin
" Lark, or Pipit
" Ouzel: the Ring Ouzel
" Sandpiper: the Purple Sandpiper
Rodge: the Gadwall
Rood Goose, or Brent Goose
Rose-coloured Ouzel, Pastor, Starling or Thrush
" Linnet: the Redpoll, and Common Linnet
Rotck, or Rotcke: the Little Auk
Rothermuck: the Bernicle Goose
Ruddock: the Redbreast, Robin
Ruddy Goose, or Sheldrake
" Plover: the Bar-tailed Godwit
Ruff (female Reeve)
Runner: the Water-Rail
" Stone: the Ringed Plover
St. Cuthbert's Duck: the Elder
St. Martin's Snipe: the Jack Snipe
Sandcock: the Redshank
Sanderling
Sandsnipe: a Sandpiper
Sandwich Tern
Sandy-loo: the Ring Plover
" Poker: the Pochard
Sarcelle: the Long-tailed Duck
Saw-bill: the Merganser
Scale Drake: the Sheldrake
Scallop-toed Sandpiper: the Phalarope
Scammel: the Bar-tailed Godwit
Scapulars: the feathers which rise from the shoulders and cover the sides of the back
Scar Crow: the Black Tern
Scarf and Scart: the Shag
Scaurie: the Herring Gull
Scooper: the Avocet
Scotch Goose: the Brent Goose
Scout: the Common Guillemot
Scurrit: the Lesser Tern
Scrabe: the Manx Shearwater
Scraber: the Black Guillemot
Scraye: the Tern
Screamer and Screecher: the Swift
Screech: the Missel-Thrush
" Martin: the Swift
" Owl: the Barn Owl
Scull: the Skua
Scuttock: the Guillemot
Sea Crow: the Cormorant, and Black-headed Gull
" Dotterel: the Turnstone
" Hen: the Guillemot
Sea Lark: the Rock Pipit and Ring Plover[Pg 318]
" Mall, Mew, or Mow: the Gull
" Parrot: the Puffin
" Pheasant: the Pintail Duck
" Pie: the Oyster-catcher
" Sandpiper: the Purple Sandpiper
" Snipe: the Dunlin
" Swallow: the Tern
" Titling: the Rock Pipit
" Turtle-dove: the Guillemot and Rotche
" Wigeon: the Scaup
" Woodcock: the Godwit
Seaford Goose: the Brent Bernicle
Secondaries: the quill-feathers arising from the second joint of the wing
Sedge-bird, Sedge Warbler, or Sedge Wren
Selninger Sandpiper: the Purple Sandpiper
Serrator: the Ivory Gull
Serrated: toothed like a saw
Serrula: the Red-breasted Merganser
Sheldapple: the Crossbill This name and "Shelly" are sometimes given to the Chaffinch
Shepster: the Starling
Shilfa: the Chaffinch
Shoeing-horn: the Avocet
Shore-bird: the Sand Martin
" Pipit: the Rock Pipit
Short-eared or -horned Owl
Shrieker: the Black-tailed Godwit
Shrimp-catcher: the Lesser Tern
Shrite: the Missel Thrush
Silvery Gull: the Herring Gull
Skart: the Cormorant, and Shag
Skein: a flight of Geese
Skiddaw: the Guillemot
Skiddy Cock, Skilty, or Skit: the Water-Rail
Skite: the Yellow Hammer
Skitty: the Spotted Crake
Skrabe: the Black Guillemot
Snake-bird: the Wryneck
Snite: the Snipe
Snow-bird: the Ivory Gull
" -Bunting: Flake, or Fleck
Snuff-headed Wigeon: the Pochard
Solan, or Solent Goose: the Gannet
Solitary Snipe: the Great Snipe
Song Thrush: the Common Thrush
Sparlm-fowl: the female Merganser
Spectacle Duck: the Goldeneye
Speculum: the bright feathers which form a kind of disc of the wing of the Ducks
Speckled-bellied Goose: the White-fronted Goose
" Diver: the young of the Great Northern Diver
Spider-diver: the Dabchick
Speney: the Petrel
Spink: the Chaffinch
Spoonbill, White
Spotted-necked Turtle Dove: the Turtle Dove
Sprat Loon, the young of the Great Northern Diver
" Mew: the Kittiwake Gull
Spurre: the Tern
Standgale, or Stannel: the Kestrel
Starling, Common, Stare, or Starenil
Staynil: the Starling
Steel Duck, Larger: the Goosander
" " Lesser: the Merganser
Stint: the Dunlin, or any similar bird, is often so called on the coast
Stock-Dove
Stonechacker or Stoneclink: Stonechat
Stone Curlew: the Great Plover
Stonegale: the Kestrel
Stone Hawk: the Merlin
Stone-smirch: the Wheatear[Pg 319]
Stork, White
Storm Cock: the Missel Thrush
" Petrel, or Storm Finch
Straney: the Guillemot
Summer Snipe: the Sandpiper
" Teal: the Garganey
" Duck, or Sheldrake: the Long-tailed Duck
Sweet William: the Goldfinch
Swiftfoot: the Courser
Swimmer, Little: the Phalarope
Swine-pipe: the Redwing
Tail-coverts: upper and under, feathers covering the basal portion
of the tail feathers above and below
Tailor, Proud: the Goldfinch
Tammie Cheekie and Tammie Norie: the Puffin
Tang-waup: the Whimbrel
Tangle-picker: the Turnstone
Taring, Tarrot: the Tern
Tarrock: the young of the Kittiwake Gull
Tarse: the male Falcon, a name used in falconry
Tarsus: the bone of a bird's foot next above the toes. In a domestic
fowl the tarsus is the portion between what is called
the "drumstick" and the toes; the shank
Tatler: a Sandpiper
Teal Cricket: the Garganey
Teaser: the Skua
Teewit: the Peewit
Tertiaries: the quills which spring from the third or inner joint of a bird's wing
Thistlefinch: the Goldfinch
Three-toed Sandgrouse
Thrice-cock: the Mistle Thrush
Throstle: the Thrush
Tibia: the joint of a bird's leg next above the tarsus; the "drumstick."
Tick: the Whinchat
Tidley: the Wren
Tinkershere, or Tinker's hue: the Guillemot
Tippet Grebe: the Crested Grebe
Titlark, and Titling: the Meadow Pipit
" Sea: the Rock Pipit
Tom Harry: the Skua
Tom Pudding: the Dabchick
Tommy Norie: the Puffin
Tomtit: the Blue Tit
Tonite: the Wood Warbler
Tony Hoop: the Bullfinch
Tope: the Wren
Tor-Ouzel: the Ring Ouzel
Towilly: the Sanderling
Tree Pipit, or Lark
" Sparrow
" Sheeler: the Tree Creeper
Tuchit: the Lapwing Plover
Tufted Duck
Tuliac: the Skua
Turkey-bird: the Wryneck
Turtle, Sea: the Guillemot and Ricke
Twink: the Chaffinch
Twit Lark: the Meadow Pipit
Tystie: the Black Guillemot
Ulnia: the Tawny Owl
Under tail-coverts: the feathers which overlap the base of the tail beneath
Under wing-coverts: the feathers which cover the wings beneath
Upper tail-coverts: the feathers which overlap the base of the tail above
Upper wing-coverts: the feathers which overlap the base of the quills
Utick: the Whinchat
Vare Wigeon: the Smew[Pg 320]
Velvet Runner: the Water-Rail
Wagell: the young of the Great Black-backed Gull
Wall Hick: the Lesser Spotted Woodpecker
Wash-dish and Washerwoman: the Pied Wagtail
Water-hen: the Moor-hen
" Crow, the Dipper
" Junket: the Common Sandpiper
" Ouzel or Dipper
" Sparrow: the Sedge Warbler
" Tie: the Wagtail
" Wagtail: the Pied Wagtail
Waxen Chatterer or Waxwing
Wease-alley: the Skua
Weasel Coot: the young Smew
" Duck: the Smew
Weet-weet: the Common Sandpiper
Wellplum: the Red-headed Pochard
Whaup: the Curlew
Whautie: the Whitethroat
Wheel-bird, or Wheeler: the Nightjar
Wheety-why: the Whitethroat
Winthrush: the Redwing
Whewer: the Wigeon
Whey-bird: the Whitethroat
Whilk: the Scoter
Whim: the Wigeon
Whimbrel or May-bird
Whin Linnet: the Common Linnet
Whistling Plover: the Golden Plover
Whistling Swan: the Whooper Swan
White Baker: the Spotted Flycatcher
White-breasted Blackbird: the Ring or Water Ouzel
" -faced Duck: the Pochard
" Tinch: the Chaffinch
" -headed Goosander: the Smew
" -headed Cormorant: the Common Cormorant
" -headed Harpy: the Moor Buzzard
" Nun: the Smew
" -spot Cormorant: the Common Cormorant
" -tail: the Wheatear
" -winged Black Duck: the Velvet Scoter
Whit-ile, i.e. Whittle: the Green Woodpecker
Whitterick: the Curlew
Whitty-beard: the Whitethroat
Whitwall and Witwall: the Green Woodpecker
Wierangel: the Ash-coloured Shrike
Willock and Willy: the Guillemot
Willow-biter: the Tomtit
Willywicket: the Common Sandpiper
Windhover and Windfanner: the Kestrel
Windle, Winnard, and Wind-thrush: the Redwing
Wing-coverts: several rows of feathers covering the basal part of
the quills above and below, and called the upper and
under wing-coverts; the feathers outside these are
called the lesser wing-coverts
Winglet: a process arising from near the base of the terminal joint of
the wing, answering to the thumb in the human hand
Winnel and Windle-Straw: the Whitethroat
Winter-bonnet: the Common Gull
" Duck: the Pintail Duck
Winter-Gull, or Mew: the Common Gull in its winter plumage [Pg 321]
" Wagtail: the grey-headed Wagtail
Witch: the Petrel
Witwall: the Green Woodpecker
Woodcock Owl: the Short-eared Owl
" Sea: the Godwit
" -Snipe: the Great Snipe
Woodcracker: the Nuthatch
Wood Grouse: the Capercaillie
Woodpie: the Green Woodpecker
Wood Sandpiper
" Shrike Woodchat
Woodspite, Woodwall, and Woodwele: the Green Woodpecker
Wood Warbler, or Wren
Writing Lark: the Bunting, so called from the markings of the eggs
Yaffil, Yaffle, Yaffler, Yappingale: the Green Woodpecker
Yardkeep and Yarwhip: the Bar-tailed Godwit
Yarwhelp: the Stone Plover and Godwit
Yeldrin and Yeldrock: the Yellow Hammer
Yellow legged Gull: the Lesser Black-backed Gull
" Sandpiper: the young of the Ruff
" Owl: the White Owl
" Plover: the Golden Plover
" Poll: the Wigeon
" Warbler: the Willow Warbler
" Yeldock, Yoit, Yoldrin and Yowley, the Yellow Hammer
Yelper: the Avocet
The first numeral refers to the text, the second to the illustration facing the page named.
The first number refers to the text, and the second refers to the illustration on the opposite page.
Avocet: 252; p. 247
Bearded Reedling: 41; p. 46
Bee-eater: 135; p. 129
Bittern: 173; p. 231
Blackbird: 7; p. 3
Blackcap: 23; p. 17
Brambling: 97; p. 85
Bullfinch: 101; p. 97
Bunting, Cirl: 108; p. 108
" Corn (or common): 106; p. 108
" Lapland: 111; p. 108
" Reed: 109; p. 108
" Snow: 110; p. 108
" Yellow (Yellow Hammer): 107; p. 116
Burgomaster: see Gull, Glaucous
Bustard, Great: 236; p. 220
Buzzard, Common: 150; p. 149
" Honey: 151; p. 149
" Rough-legged: 151; p. 149
Capercaillie: 212; p. 220
Chaffinch: 95; p. 96
Chiff-chaff: 30; p. 30
Chough: 56; p. 59
Coot: 233; p. 231
Cormorant, Common: 165; p. 166
" Green: 167; p. 166
Courser, Cream-coloured: 240; p. 262
Crake, Corn: 228; p. 230
" Little: 230; p. 230
" Spotted: 229; p. 230
Crane: 234; p. 234
Crested Tit: see Titmice
Crossbill: 103; p. 138
" Two barred (White-winged): 106; p. 138
Crow, Carrion: 65; p. 68
" Hooded: 67; p. 68
Cuckoo: 137; p. 138
Curlew, Common: 273; p. 246
Dabchick: see Grebe, Little
Dipper: 51; p. 47
Diver, Black-throated: 298; p. 291
" Great Northern: 297; p. 291
" Red-throated: 299; p. 291
Dotterel: 244; p. 246
Dove, Ring (Wood Pigeon): 203; p. 208
" Rock: 208; p. 208
" Stock: 207; p. 208
" Turtle: 209; p. 208
Duck, Black: see Scoter, Black
" Eider: 197; p. 198
" Goldeneye: 195; p. 191
" Long-tailed: 196; p. 198
" Pintail: 190; p. 190
" Scaup: 194; p. 191
" Tufted: 194; p. 191
" Wild: 185; p. 179
Dunlin: 262; p. 262
Eagle, Golden: 152; p. 152[Pg 324]
" Sea, or White-tailed: 153; p. 152
" Spotted: 152; p. 152
Falcon: see Peregrine Falcon
Fern Owl: see Nightjar
Fieldfare: 5; p. 2
Flycatcher, Pied: 79; p. 69
" Spotted: 77; p. 69
Fulmar: see Petrel, Fulmar
Gadwall: 189; p. 179
Gallinule: see Moor-hen
Gannet: 168; p. 167
Garganey: 192; p. 190
Godwit, Bar-tailed: 272; p. 247
" Black-tailed: 273; p. 270
Gold Crest: see Wren
Goldfinch: 88; p. 96
Goosander: 201; p. 199
Goose, Bean: 178; p. 178
" Bernicle: 181; p. 166
" Brent: 180; p. 166
" Grey Lag: 176; p. 178
" Pink-footed: 179; p. 178
" White-fronted: 177; p. 178
Grebe, Black-necked: 308; p. 298
" Great-crested: 300; p. 298
" Little: 302; p. 199
" Red-necked: 301; p. 298
" Slavonian: 302; p. 298
Greenfinch: 86; p. 69
Greenshank: 271; p. 270
Grosbeak, Pine: 102
Grouse, Black: 213; p. 209
" Red: 215; p. 209
Guillemot, Common: 292; p. 290
" Black: 294; p. 290
Gull, Black or Brown-headed: 281; p. 282
" Common: 283; p. 279
" Glaucous: 287; p. 279
" Great Black-backed: 286; p. 279
" Herring: 285; p. 282
" Kittiwake: 287; p. 282
" Lesser Black-backed: 285; p. 279
" Little: 281; p. 282
Harrier, Hen: 148; p. 148
" Marsh: 147; p. 153
" Montagu's: 149; p. 148
Hawfinch: 87; p. 96
Hawk, Sparrow: 156; p. 153
Heron, Common: 170; p. 234
" Night: 173; p. 234
Hobby: 161; p. 153
Hoopoe: 136; p. 129
Jackdaw: 61; p. 68
Jay: 58; p. 59
Kestrel: 163; p. 148
Kingfisher: 132; p. 129
Kite: 158; p. 149
Kittiwake: see Gull, Kittiwake
Knot: 261; p. 257
Lapwing: 247; p. 246
Lark, Shore: 122; p. 117
" Sky: 119; p. 117
" Wood: 122; p. 117
Linnet: 98; p. 85
" Mountain: 100; p. 97
Magpie: 59; p. 59
Martin, House: 83; p. 84
" Sand: 84; p. 84
Merganser: 202; p. 199
Merlin: 162; p. 153
Moor-hen: 231; p. 231
Nettle-creeper: see Whitethroat
Nightingale: 17; p. 14
Nightjar: 125; p. 220
Nutcracker: 57; p. 58
Nuthatch: 44; p. 46
Oriole: 53; p. 47[Pg 325]
Osprey: 154; p. 152
Owl, Barn or White: 142; p. 139
" Long-eared: 144; p. 139
" Short-eared: 145; p. 139
" Tawny or Brown: 146; p. 139
Ox-bird: see Dunlin
Ox-eye: see Great Tit
Oyster-catcher: 248; p. 278
Partridge, Common: 222; p. 209
" Red-legged: 225; p. 209
Penguin: see Razor-bill
Peewit: see Lapwing
Peregrine Falcon: 159; p. 148
Petrel, Fork-tailed: 308; p. 299
" Fulmar: 304; p. 299
" Storm: 307; p. 299
Phalarope, Grey: 253; p. 247
" Red-necked: 253; p. 247
Pheasant: 219; p. 220
Pipit, Meadow: 117; p. 116
" Rock: 118; p. 116
" Tree: 116; p. 116
Pigeon, Wood; 203; p. 208
Plover, Cream-coloured: 240
" Golden: 240; p. 235
" Green: 247
" Grey: 242; p. 235
" Kentish: 246; p. 235
" Ringed: 244; p. 235
" Stone or Great Norfolk: 239; p. 246
Pochard (or Dunbird): 193; p. 191
Pratincole: 238; p. 221
Ptarmigan: 217; p. 221
Puffin: 295; p. 290
Quail: 226; p. 221
Raven: 63; p. 59
Razor-bill: 291; p. 290
Redbreast: see Robin
Redpoll, Lesser: 99; p. 97
" Mealy: 99; p. 97
Redstart: 14; p. 9
" Black: 16; p. 9
Redshank; 269; p. 270
Redwing: 2; p. 2
Reedling, Bearded: see Bearded Reedling
Reeve, Female of Ruff: 266
Ring Ouzel: 10; p. 3
Ringtail: see Hen Harrier
Robin: 16; p. 14
Roller: 134; p. 129
Rook; 68; p. 68
Ruff and Reeve: 266; p. 270
Sanderling: 260; p. 257
Sandgrouse: 211; p. 221
Sandpiper, Common: 268; p. 263
" Curlew: 261; p. 263
" Green: 267; p. 263
" Purple: 264; p. 263
" Wood: 268; p. 257
Scaup: 194; p. 191
Scoter, Black (or Common): 199; p. 198
" Surf: 201
" Velvet: 200; p. 198
Shag: 167; p. 166
Shearwater, Great: 305; p. 283
" Manx: 305; p. 299
Sheldrake: 184; p. 179
Shoveler: 189; p. 179
Shrike, Great Grey: 73; p. 58
" Lesser Grey: 74
" Red-backed: 74; p. 58
" Woodchat: 76; p. 58
Siskin: 90; p. 96
Skua, Great: 288; p. 283
" Richardson's: 290; p. 283
" Twist-tailed: 289; p. 283
Smew: 202; p. 199
Snipe, Common; 257; p. 256
" Jack: 259; p. 256
" Great or Solitary: 256; p. 256
Sparrow: House: 92; p. 85[Pg 326]
" Hedge: 20; p. 14
" Tree: 94; p. 85
Spoonbill, White: 176; p. 231
Starling: 54; p. 47
" Rose-coloured: 56; p. 47
Stint, Little: 265; p. 262
" Temminck's: 265; p. 262
Stonechat: 13; p. 9
Stork: 175; p. 234
" Black: 175
Swallow: 80; p. 84
" Night: see Nightjar
Swan, Bewick's: 181; p. 167
" Whooper or Wild: 180; p. 167
Swift: 123; p. 84
Teal: 191; p. 190
Tern, Arctic: 278; p. 271
" Black: 275; p. 271
" Common: 278; p. 278
" Little: 279; p. 278
" Roseate: 277; p. 271
" Sandwich: 276; p. 271
Thick-knee: see Plover, Great
Thrush, Song: 1; p. 2
" Mistle: 1; p. 2
Titmouse, Great: 37; p. 34
" Blue: 39; p. 35
" Cole: 40; p. 35
" Marsh: 41; p. 35
" Bearded: 42
" Crested: 42; p. 35
" Long-tailed: 35; p. 34
Titlark: see Pipit, Meadow
Tree-creeper: 47; p. 46
Turnstone: 250; p. 278
Twite: see Linnet, Mountain
Wagtail, Blue-headed: 115; p. 109
" Grey: 113; p. 109
" Pied: 112; p. 109
" White: 111; p. 109
" Yellow: 115; p. 109
Warbler: Dartford: 25; p. 31
" Garden: 23; p. 17
" Grasshopper: 28; p. 30
" Marsh: 27; p. 31
" Reed: 25; p. 31
" Sedge: 27; p. 31
" Willow: 31; p. 30
" Wood: 32; p. 30
Waterhen: see Moor-hen
Water Rail: 230; p. 230
Waxwing: 76; p. 69
Wheatear: 10; p. 14
Whimbrel: 275; p. 257
Whinchat: 12; p. 9
Whitethroat: 21; p. 17
" Lesser: 22; p. 17
Wigeon: 192; p. 190
Windhover: see Kestrel
Woodcock: 254; p. 256
Woodpecker, Green: 129; p. 128
" Great Spotted: 127; p. 128
" Lesser Spotted: 129; p. 128
Wren, Common: 48; p. 46
" Gold-crested: 33; p. 34
" Fire-crested: 35; p. 34
Wryneck: 131; p. 128
Yellow Hammer: see Bunting, Yellow
The illustration captions have been rearranged so they are listed in order of picture layout.
The illustration captions have been reorganized so they are now listed according to the layout of the pictures.
There were quite a few minor punctuation corrections made that are not detailed here. Several words were shown both with a hyphen and without (ex., sea-shore and seashore) and with diacritical accents and not. For the diacritical marks, either other resources were used to select the 'correct' version or the most frequently used variation was adopted. Some quoted passages have words that appear to be typos (ex., Dottrels p. 224); but were left unchanged as that was or may have been the way they were originally spelt in the text from which it is quoted. In the Glossary, several entries were out of alphabetical order and were moved to the correct location.
There were several minor punctuation corrections made that aren’t detailed here. Some words appeared both hyphenated and not (e.g., sea-shore and seashore) and with diacritical accents and without. For the diacritical marks, either other resources were used to choose the 'correct' version or the most commonly used variation was used. Some quoted passages have words that seem to be typos (e.g., Dottrels p. 224); but were left unchanged as that was or may have been how they were originally spelled in the text from which they are quoted. In the Glossary, several entries were not in alphabetical order and were moved to the correct location.
The PODICIPEDIDÆ section (Page 300) was missing the word FAMILY from the title. As most of the species names in the text are shown in ALLCAPS, those few shown as small caps were converted to ALLCAPS. Formatting of references to similar Family or Genus names were standardized to the most prevalent form.
The PODICIPEDIDÆ section (Page 300) was missing the word FAMILY from the title. Since most of the species names in the text are in ALLCAPS, those few in small caps were changed to ALLCAPS. Formatting for references to similar Family or Genus names was standardized to the most common form.
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