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THE  LIBRARY 

OF 
THE  UNIVERSITY 

OF  CALIFORNIA 


PRESENTED  BY 

PROF.  CHARLES  A.  KOFOID  AND 
MRS.  PRUDENCE  W.  KOFOID 


WORKS    BY   THE    SAME    AUTHOR. 


To  be  had  of  all  publishers  in  India. 

THE  TRIBES  ON  MY  FRONTIER. 
BEHIND  THE  BUNGALOW    • 
A   NATURALIST  ON  THE   PROWL 
THE  FIVE   WINDOWS  OF  THE  SOUL. 


THEjCOMMON  BIRDS 
OF  BOMBAY. 


BY 
E  H  A 


ILLUSTRATED    WITH   PEN   AND    INK. 


THAC£ER  &  Co.,  BOMBAY. 

THACKER,  SPINK  &  Co.,  CALCUTTA. 

HIGGINBOTHAM  &  Co.,   MADRAS. 


PRINTED  AT   THE 

TIMES  OF  INDIA  "   PRESS 

BOMBAY. 


uib 


PREFACE. 

THESE  papers  were  published  first  in  the  TIMES  OF 
INDIA.  They  are  republished  with  some  additions, 
at  the  instigation  of  friends,  in  the  hope  that  they 
may  be  helpful  even  beyond  the  limits  of  the  Bombay 
Presidency  ;  for  the  common  birds  of  Bombay  are 
for  the  most  part  identical  with  the  common  birds  of 
India. 

E  H  A 


ivISi 


CONTENTS  AND   CLASSIFICATION. 


PAGE 

CHAPTER  I.— INTRODUCTORY      i 

FIRST  ORDER — RAPTORES  :  OR  BIRDS  OF  PREY. 

Family,  Vulturida. 
CHAPTER  II.— THE  VULTURES    9 

Family,  Falconidce. 

CHAPTER  III.— THE  KITES,  BUZZARDS,  AND  HARRIERS...        15 
CHAPTER  IV.— THE  HAWKS,  FALCONS,  AND  EAGLES    ...        21 

Family,  Strigidce. 
CHAPTER  V.— THE  OWLS    29 

SECOND  ORDER — INSESSORES  :  OR  PERCHING  BIRDS. 

Tribe,  Fissirostres. 
CHAPTER  VI.— THE  SWALLOWS  AND  SWIFTS 35 

CHAPTER  VII.— THE    NIGHTJARS,     BEE-EATERS,    AND 

KINGFISHERS    42 

Tribe,  Scansores. 

CHAPTER  VIII.— THE  PARROTS 49 

CHAPTER  IX.— THE  CUCKOOS    53 

CHAPTER  X. — THE  WOODPECKER  AND  THE  COPPERSMITH.  57 

Tribe,  Tenuirostres. 

CHAPTER  XL— THE  SUNBIRDS  AND  THE  HOOPOE 62 

Tribe,  Denlirostres. 

CHAPTER  XII.— THE  SHRIKES    70 

CHAPTER  XIII.— THE  FLYCATCHERS 76 

CHAPTER  XI V.— THE  ROCK  THRUSH  AND  THE  BABBLERS.  80 

CHAPTER  XV.— THE  BULBULS    87 

CHAPTER  XVI.— THE  ORIOLES ,     91 


Vlll  CONTENTS    AND    CLASSIFICATION. 

PAGE 

CHAPTER  XVII.— THE  ROBINS  AND  CHATS     97 

CHAPTER  XVIII.— THE  WARBLERS 103 

CHAPTER  XIX.— THE  WAGTAILS,  PIPITS,  AND  TITS     ...  in 
Tribe ,  Conirostres. 

CHAPTER  XX.— THE  CROWS 117 

CHAPTER  XXL— THE  MYNAS     124 

CHAPTER  XXIL— THE  WEAVER  BIRD      131 

CHAPTER  XXIII. —THE  AMADAVATS  AND  MUNIAS 137 

CHAPTER  XXIV.— THE    SPARROWS,     BUNTINGS,     AND 
LARKS       142 

THIRD  ORDER.— GEMITORES  :  OR  MOANERS. 
CHAPTER  XXV.— THE  PIGEONS  AND  DOVES 148 

FOURTH  ORDER — RASORES  :  OR  SCRAPERS. 
CHAPTER  XXVI. —POULTRY  AND  GAME  BIRDS       155 

FIFTH  ORDER — GRALLATORES  :  STALKERS. 
Tribe,  Pressirostres. 

CHAPTER  XXVII.— THE  PLOVERS     161 

Tribe,  Longirostres. 

CHAPTER  XXVIII.— THE  SNIPES  AND  SNIPPETS    166 

Tribe,  Latitores. 

CHAPTER  XXIX.— THE  WATERHENS,    THE  COOT,   AND 
JACANAS     173 

Tribe,  Cultirostres. 
CHAPTER  XXX.— THE  HERONS 178 

SIXTH  ORDER.— NATATORES  :  OR  SWIMMERS. 

CHAPTER    XXXL— THE     DUCKS,    CORMORANTS    AND 
GREBES      ^4 

CHAPTER  XXXIL— THE  GULLS  AND  TERNS    ...    , 190 


INDEX  OF  ENGLISH  NAMES. 


PAGE 

Adjutant 179 

Amadavat,  Common    138 

,  Green 139 

Avocet      171 

Babbler    82 

,  Wren     84 

Barbet      60,  61 

Bee-eater,  Common     44 

,  Blue-tailed 45 

Blackcap no 

Blue-throat      102 

Bulbul,  Common    87 

,  Green 93 

,  Persian      90 

,  Red- whiskered        ...    89 

,  White-browed 90 

Bunting,  Blackheaded 144 

,  Chestnut-headed  ...  145 

Butcher-bird 72 

Buzzard,  White-eyed   18 

Cock,  Jungle 56 

Coot 175 

Coppersmith 60 

Cormorant       186 

Coucal       56 

Cranes       ..     179 

Crow,  Black 120 

,  Grey-necked    120 

Crow-pheasant       56 

Cuckoo,  Pied 56 

,  Plaintive 55 

Cuckoo-shrike       74 

Dabchick ...  188 

Dove,  Turtle 151 

Drongo    73 

Pucks,  Wild ,  185 


Egret,  Ashy 182 

,  Cattle ...  182 

,  Little 181 

Falcon,  Laggar    23 

Finch-lark,  Black-bellied  ...  147 

,  Rufous-tailed  ...  147 

Flower-pecker       67 

Flycatcher,  Brown       79 

,  Fantailed 78 

,  Paradise    77 

Goatsucker     42 

Grebe       188 

Greenshanks 169 

Gulls 193 

Harrier,  Common 19 

,  Marsh      19 

,  Montague's 19 

Hawk,  Fish    26 

,  Sparrow    21 

Heron,  Blue 183 

,  Night 183 

,  Pond  or  Blind 180 

Honey-sucker  (see  Sunbird) 

Hoopoe    68 

lora 92 

Jacana,  Bronze-winged      ...  177 

,  Pheasant-tailed     ...  177 

Kestril     ...     24 

King-crow       73 

,  White-bellied  ...    74 

King-fisher,  Common 46 


-,  Pied 

-,  White-breasted 


Kite,  Common 

,   Brahminy 

Koel  ... 


48 

45 
16 
16 
54 


INDEX    OF   ENGLISH   NAMES. 


Kullum     179 

Lapwing,  Black-sided 164 

,  Red- wattled       ...  162 

,  Yellow-wattled  ...  163 

Lark,  Common  Sky     145 

,  Malabar      146 

,  Small,  Crested 146 

Lorikeet 52 

Love-bird        ...     52 

Minivet     75 

Munia,  Black-headed 139 

,  Plain  Brown     139 

,  Spotted      139 

,  White-backed 139 

Myna,  Bank ...  127 

,  Bengal       129 

,  Brahminy  •••     128 

,  Common    126 

,  Dusky        127 

,  Grey-headed    128 

Nightjar 44 

Oriole,  Common    95 

•,  Black-headed 96 

Osprey     26 

Owl,  Fish        33 

,  Screech 30 

Owlet,  Spotted      32 

Oyster-catcher      165 

Paddy-bird      180 

Parrakeet,  Alexandrine     ...     51 

,  Rose-headed   ...     51 

,  Rose-ringed     ...    50 

Parrots     49 

Partridge 158 

Pharaoh's  Chicken        ...     ...     14 

Pigeon,  Common 151 

>  Fruit 153 

Pipit,  Tree      115 

Plover,  Golden      163 

,  Grey 163 


Plover,  Ring,  or  Sand 164 

Quail,  Bush     158 

Bustard,  or  Button...  159 

Rail,  Pigmy     175 

Redbreast,  Tickell's    *. 79 

Redshanks      169 

Redstart 101 

Robin,  Indian 98 

,  Magpie      99 

,  White-winged,  Black.  101 

Sandpiper,  Common     168 

,  Spotted  and  Green  169 

Satbhai     82 

Sea  Pie    165 

Seven  Brothers      82 

Schoolboy,  Idle      86 

Shrike,  Bay-backed     72 

1  Grey 72 

,  Red-backed     72 

Shrike-Cuckoo       74,  75 

Shrike-Wood 75 

Skylark    145 

Snake-bird 187 

Snipe         167 

Snippet     168 

Sparrow,  Common       142 

— ,  Yellow-throated...  144 

Spoonbill 172 

Starling,  Rosy       129 

Stint 172 

Stilt    172 

Storks        179 

Sunbird,  Common        64 

,  Loten's 66 

,  Purple    66 

Tailor-Bird      105 

Terns       194 

Thrush,  Ground    85 

,  Rock 81 

Timla        170 


INDEX    OF    ENGLISH    NAMES. 


XI 


Tit,  White-eyed,  Grey,  and 

Yellow 116 

Titlark     115 

Turtle  Dove    151 

Vulture,  Bengal   and   Long-- 
billed      12 

,  King  and  Scavenger     14 

Wagtails,  Grey     112 

,  Yellow  and  Field    113 

,  Pied      114 


PACE 

Warblers,  Wren    104 

— ,  Tree    108 

,  Reed no 

Waterhen        173 

Waxbill    138 

Weaver  Bird 131 

Wheatear        101 

Whimbrel        ...     ...     171 

Whitethroat no 

Woodpeckers 57 


INDEX    TO    SCIENTIFIC  NAMES  AS  GIVEN 
BY    JERDON. 


Actitis  hypoleucus 

glareola 

Acridotheres  fuscus 


gmgmianus 

tristis 

Acrocephalus  dumetorum 
stentorius 


PAGE 

168 
169 
127 
127 
126 
no 
no 


/Egialitis  philipensis    164 

Alauda  gulgula      *45 

malabarica       146 

Alcedo  bengalensis       46 

Alseonax  latirostris      79 

Ammomanes  phcenicura     ...  147 

Arachnecthra  asiatica 66 

. lotenia    66 

zeylonica     ...    64 

Ardea  cinerea 183 

Ardeola  lencoptera       180 

Astur  badius 21 

Athene  (or  Carine)  brahma.     32 
Brachypternus  aurantius    ...    59 

Budytes  viridis      "3 

Buphus  coromandus     182 

Butaster  teesa       18 

Calobates  sulphurea    113 

Caprimulgus  asiaticus 44 

Centropus  rufipennis    56 

Ceryle  rudis 48 

Chettusia  gregaria       164 

Circus  aeruginosus        19 


cineraceus 

1    macrurus 

Coccystes  jacobinus     .. 
Columba  intermedia     .. 
Copsychus  saularis 
Corvus  macrorhynchus 
«  splendens 


'9 
J9 
56 

'51 
99 

1 20 

120 


PAGE 

Corydalla  rufula  115 

Cotyle  concolor  ...  38 

Crocopus  chlorigaster 154 

Cyanecula  suecica  102 

Cyornis  tickelli  79 

Cypselus  affinis  40 

batassiensis •  39 

melba  41 

Demiegretta  asha 182 

Dicaeum  minimum 67 

Dicrurus  caerulescens  ...    ...  74 

macrocercus  (  or 

ater)  73 

Drymoipus  inornatus  108 

Dumetia  albogularis  84 

Estrelda  amandava  i38 

formosa 139 

Eudynamys  orientalis  ( or 

honorata)  54 

Euspiza  luteola  145 

melanocephala  ...  144 

Falcojugger 23 

Francolinus  pictus  158 

Gallinula  phcenicura  174 

Geocichla  cyanotis  85 

Graculus  javanicus  186 

Graucalus  macei 75 

Gyps  bengalensis 12 

indicus  and  pallescens.  12 

Hasmatopus  ostralegus  ...  165 

Halcyon  smyrnensis  45 

Haliastur  indus  16 

Haliaetus  leucogaster 25 

Herodias  garzetta  .  ...  181 
Hirundo  daurica  (or  erythro- 

pyg>a) 38 

filifera      37 


XIV 


INDEX    TO    SCIENTIFIC    NAMES. 


PAGE 

Hirundo  fluvicola 41 

rustica      37 

Hydrophasianus    chirurgus.  177 

lora  zeylonica  (or  tiphia)    ...  92 

Ixos  luteolus 90 

Ketupa  ceylonensis      33 

Lanius  erythronotus     72 

hardwickii   (or  vitta- 

tus)    72 

lahtora        72 

Larus  affinis  (or  fuscus)       ,..  193 

brunneicephalus ... 

hemprichi      

ichthysetus 

ridibundus    


193 

194 
194 
193 
78 
162 

52 
84 
44 
45 
59 
16 


Leucocerca  pectoralis  ... 
Lobivanellus  goensis    ... 

Loriculus  vernalis 

Malacocercus  somervillei 
Merops  philippensis 

—  viridis        

Micropternus  gularis   ... 

Milvus  govinda      

Motacilla  alba 113 

...  dukkhunensis        ...   113 

—  maderaspatana    ...  114 

Munia  striata,  &c 139 

Myiophonus  horsfieldii 86 

Neophron  ginginianus 14 

Nycticorax  griseus      183 

Oriolus  kundoo     ...     95 

melanocephalus      ...     96 

Orthotomus  sutorius     105 

Otocampsa  jocosa        89 

Otogyps  calvus 14 

Palaeornisalexandri(or  eupa- 

tria)   51 

torquatus      51 

rosa        51 


PAGE 

Pandion  halisetus 26 

Parra  indica 177 

Passer  domesticus        142 

flavicollis    144 

Pastor  roseus 129 

Perdicula  asiatica 158 

Pericrocotus  peregrinus      ...     75 
Petrocossyphus  cyaneus     ...    81 

Phyllornis  jerdoni 93 

Picus  mahrattensis       59 

Pipastes  agilis       115 

Pitta  bengalensis 85 

Ploceus  baya 131 

Plotus  melanogaster    187 

Podiceps  philippensis 188 

Polyphasia  nigra 55 

Porzana  pygmsea 175 

Pratincola  caprata        101 

Prinia  socialis        107 

Pycnonotus  haemorrhous     ...     89 

Pyrrhulauda  grisea      147 

Ruticilla  rufiventris      102 

Saxicola  oenanthe 101 

Spizalauda  deva    146 

Sterna  bergii 194 

•"•'    •'   •  media,  &c 195 

Strix  javanica  (or  flammea).     32 

Tchitrea  paradisi 77 

Temenuchus  malabaricus  ...  128 

pagodarum    ...  128 

Tephrodornis  pondiceriana...     75 
Thamnobia  fulicata      ...     ...     98 

Tinnunculus  alaudarius       ...     24 

Tringa  minuta        172 

Turnix  taigoor       160 

Turtur  cambayensis,  &c.    ...   152 

Volvocivora  sykesii      74 

Xantholsema  indica       60 

Zosterops  palpebrosus        ...   116 


CHAPTER    I. 


INTRODUCTORY. 

DURING  the  last  year  or  two  I  have  been  repeatedly 
pressed  to 
write  a 
simple  ac- 
count of 
the  Birds 
of  Bom- 
bay. It  has 
been  re- 
presented 
to  me  that 
there  are 
many  who 
would  like 
to  know 
the  com- 
mon birds 
that  ap- 
pear in 
their  gar- 
dens and 
abouttheir 
houses,  to 
learn  their 
names  and 


H.  R.  H.  The  Kino  Crow. 

something   of   their   natures,    without    "collecting" 
them,    and   that   there    is   no  book  from  which  such 


2  INTRODUCTORY. 

persons  can  get  much  help.  I  confess  that  scarcely 
any  argument  could  appeal  more  strongly  to  my 
nature  than  this.  For  I  think  that  the  study  of 
natural  history  fails  of  its  finest  fruit  if  it  does 
not  lead  us  to  regard  living  creatures  generally 
with  a  kindly  and  sympathetic  interest  which 
tends  to  make  all  needless  sacrifice  of  their  lives 
more  and  more  repugnant  to  our  feelings.  The 
first  steps  may  have  to  be  taken  through  blood,  and 
I  must  own  that  in  my  boyhood  I  was  murderous 
in  heart,  but  not  in  hand,  for  I  had  no  gun,  only  a 
catapult ;  and  for  this  I  am  thankful.  I  seldom 
killed  anything,  while  the  hours  I  spent  in  stalking 
my  game  and  watching  for  a  chance  of  getting  a 
fair  shot  taught  me  more  about  the  personal  habits 
of  birds  than  I  could  have  learned  in  any  other  way. 
Since  that  I  have  shot  a  great  many  beautiful  and 
harmless  birds  with  ever-increasing  reluctance,  but 
there  was  no  other  means  of  becoming  acquainted 
with  them.  The  descriptions  in  Jerdon  and  Barnes 
and  Oates  all  presuppose  a  specimen  in  your  hand, 
to  be  measured  with  a  foot-rule  and  examined  feather 
by  feather.  There  was  no  museum  to  which  I  could 
resort,  and  it  was  seldom  my  lot  to  fall  in  with 
anybody  who  could  enlighten  me  if  I  asked,  What 
bird  is  that  ?  Most  gladly  therefore  would  I  try  to 
make  atonement  now  by  helping  others  to  know 
without  killing,  as  far  as  it  lies  in  me. 

But  I  am  afraid  that  the  kind  friends  who  ask  me  to 
write  an  account  of  the  Birds  of  Bombay  have  a  very 
faint  idea  of  the  difficulties  of  the  task.  In  the  first 
place  nobody  knows,  till  he  has  tried  it,  how  difficult 
a  matter  it  is  to  make  such  an  object  as  a  bird  in  a 


INTRODUCTORY.  3 

tree   recognisable   by   means   of  words.      A    picture 
would  often  do   it  in   an  instant,    but  there  are   no 
pictures   of  the  birds  of  India,    at  least  none  worth 
mentioning.     I  hope  that  the  simple  drawings  which 
head  these  chapters  will  prove  usetul  so  far  as  they  go. 
Again,  what  are  the  Birds  of  Bombay  ?     Imagine 
one   undertaking   to   describe  the  human  inhabitants 
of  Bombay.     I  am  told  that  the  Czar  of   Russia   has 
eight    hundred   subjects   in   our   island.      I    suppose 
that  the  Ameer  of  Afghanistan  has  many  more,  to  say 
nothing  of  the  Khan  of  Khelat  and   the    Akhund   of 
Swat.     The  heathen  Chinee  is  not  scarce,  and  I  have 
seen  the  Jap,  there  are  certainly  Persians  and  Turks 
and   Egyptians   and     Negroes     and     Burmans    and 
Malays  and  Jews  of  several  varieties  and  Armenians  ; 
and  every  nation  in  Europe  is  represented.     In  short, 
\\hatcountryisthereofwhichonecansay   with   any 
confidence     that     there    is   not   one    native   of  it   in 
Bombay  ?     Franz  Joseph    Land  perhaps.      And  the 
case   is   pretty   much  the   same   with    the   feathered 
population.     Bombay   has  of  course  its  own  peculiar 
resident  avifauna  ;    but   it  lies   between  the    Indian 
continent  on   the   one   hand   and   the   ocean   on  the 
other,     and     receives   contributions   from   both.      A 
storm   at   any  time  may  toss  the  Frigate  Bird  or  the 
Booby  on  our  shores,  and  a  misguided  Hornbill  may 
make  its  appearance  on    Malabar  Hill.     Then   there 
is  a  host  of  birds  of  passage  which  regularly  visit  us 
every  cold  season,  or  drop  in  on   us   en  passant,   as 
quails  drop   on  board  of  a  P.  and  O.  steamer  on  its 
way  through  the  Mediterranean.     And   last,  but  by 
no   means  least  as  an  element  of  perplexity,  there  are 
at  all  times  escaped  captives   from   the  cages   in    the 


4  INTRODUCTORY, 

Crawford  Market,  which  wander  about  the  island  in 
vagabondage  until  the  crows  kill  them,  or  settle 
down  and  make  themselves  comfortable  among  us. 
I  have  heard  a  cockatoo  making  the  primasval  forests 
of  Cumballa  Hill  echo  with  the  joyful  roar  of  free- 
dom. A  Persian  Bulbul  once  escaped  from  one  of 
my  own  cages  and  re-appeared  next  morning  with  a 
companion  !  If  I  remember  I  caught  them  both. 
Canaries  of  course  are  common.  I  once  caught  a 
fine  one  with  my  hand  in  one  of  our  churches,  I 
had  better  not  say  which,  though  the  Bishop 
and  the  Archdeacon  of  that  time  have  both  re- 
tired. It  came  in  during  the  service  and  perched 
above  the  pulpit,  where  the  sermon  soon  put 
it  to  sleep.  But  the  most  perplexing  foreigners 
are  those  which  find  that  the  climate  suits  them 
and  make  themselves  at  home.  The  Blue  Java 
vSparrow  is  an  example.  I  should  not  be  much 
surprised  if  I  found  that  bird  making  its  nest  in  some 
bush  about  Worlee  or  Sewree.  In  these  circum- 
stances I  have  decided  to  protect  myself  with  the  title 
The  Common  Birds  of  Bombay.  If  anybody  con- 
victs me  of  omitting  a  well-known  bird,  I  can 
maintain  that  it  is  not  "common  "  as  I  understand 
the  term.  And  if  I  succeed  in  making  it  even  a  little 
easier  for  any  one  to  take  an  intelligent  and  kindly 
interest  in  the  lives  of  those  bright  beings  which  do 
so  much  to  enliven  our  surroundings,  still  more  if  I 
succeed  in  any  measure  in  staying  the  hand  of 
slaughter,  whether  raised  in  the  name  of  sport  or 
science,  I  shall  have  my  reward. 

Birds  constitute  the  second  class  of  the  vertebrate 
animals,  being  higher  than  the  reptiles   in    that   their 


INTRODUCTORY.  5 

blood  is  warm,  and  lower  than  the  beasts  in  that  they 
do  not  suckle  their  young  but  lay  eggs.  There  are 
other  points  in  which  they  differ  from  both.  They 
have  no  lips  nor  teeth,  their  mouths  being  encased 
in  horn  and  consolidated  into  a  beak.  That  they 
are  clothed  with  feathers  we  all  know,  but  few  have 
any  idea  of  the  properties  of  that  wonderful  garment. 
The  long,  stiff  feathers  of  the  wing,  called  "  quills," 
are  little  oars,  or  fans,  for  beating  the  air,  and  those 
of  the  tail  form  an  expanding  and  collapsing  rudder  ; 
but  the  body  clothing  is  of  softer  plumes,  so  con- 
structed and  so  arranged  as  to  combine  all  the 
diverse  qualities  of  all  the  fabrics  that  man  has  ever 
woven  for  his  own  comfort  or  adornment.  Each 
feather  is  at  its  point  a  scale,  or  leaf,  smooth,  soft, 
porous  and  yet  waterproof ;  but  at  the  base  it  is 
dishevelled  and  downy.  Each  keeps  its  place  and 
overlaps  the  next  so  as  to  form  a  smooth  and  even 
surface  and  an  unbroken  pattern  ;  but  the  down  is 
underneath.  When  the  bird  goes  to  bed  it  shakes 
up  its  plumage  and  is  wrapped  in  an  eiderdown  quilt; 
but  startle  it  and  in  an  instant  every  feather  is  pressed 
firmly  down  and  the  compact  little  body  is  prepared 
to  cleave  the  air  as  a  scale-clothed  fish  cleaves  the 
water. 

But  the  most  vital  difference  between  birds  and  all 
other  vertebrate  animals  lies  in  the  fact  that  their  fore- 
limbs  are  converted  into  organs  of  flight.  This 
handicaps  them  in  many  ways,  as  any  one  may  see 
for  himself  by  watching  a  squirrel  and  a  sparrow 
dealing  with  a  crust  of  bread  :  but  it  admits  them 
to  a  realm  which  is  closed  against  fourfooted  creatures. 
The  sky  is  their  territory  and  the  trees  arc  their 


6  iNTRObijCTORV* 

home.  They  breathe  pure  air,  they  look  round  them 
on  fields  and  hills  and  sky,  and  they  see  the  beasts 
and  man  himself  crawling  on  the  ground  beneath 
them.  Conditions  such  as  these  modify  the  charac- 
ters of  nations  and  it  would  be  foolish  to  suppose  that 
they  are  without  effect  on  birds.  It  is  from  these 
surely  that  they  draw  that  joy  of  life  which  is  their 
richest  inheritance,  which  opens  the  eye  to  beauty 
and  the  ear  to  music,  which  expresses  itself  in  all 
grace  of  form  and  movement,  and  inclines  spon- 
taneously to  love.  And  so,  though  beasts  rank 
above  them  anatomically  and  physiologically,  birds 
have  in  many  respects  a  higher  nature.  Their  wits 
are  quicker,  their  thoughts  sweeter,  their  tastes  finer 
and  their  passions  and  appetites  less  gross.  With 
respect  to  manners  and  morals  they  stand  on  a  higher 
plane  altogether.  The  institution  of  the  family, 
which  is  the  most  sacred  thing  in  our  own  social 
system,  is  almost  unknown  among  beasts,  but  it 
exists  among  birds  in  its  purest  form.  The  great 
majority  of  them  indeed  are  monogamous  during  the 
nesting  season,  and  many  pair  for  life  and  become 
devotedly  attached  to  each  other.  Brides  are  won 
by  courtship. 

In  their  personal  habits  birds  are  particularly  tidy 
and  clean.  Much  of  their  time  is  spent  in  the  duties, 
or  pleasures,  of  the  toilet.  Many  of  them  bathe 
regularly  in  water,  while  others  prefer  a  dust  bath  : 
some,  like  the  common  Sparrow,  indulge  in  both  as 
they  have  opportunity.  Nature  gives  them  an  entire 
new  suit  every  year,  sometimes  two,  in  which  case 
the  summer  and  winter  suits  are  often  different.  If 
there  ib  any  difference  between  the  sexes  it  is  the 


INTRODUCTORY.  ) 

male  which  is  most  beautifully,  or  at  least  most 
brilliantly,  dressed  ;  as  is  fit,  for  he  is  in  the  front 
ranks,  fighting  and  making  love,  while  her  place 
is  in  the  sweet  backgrounds  of  life,  and  quietness 
and  modesty  adorn  her  best.  Why  civilised  man 
has  proceeded  upon  exactly  the  opposite  principle 
is  a  question  for  philosophers.  The  male  bird  is 
generally  the  larger  and  stronger,  but  this  rule  is 
reversed  among  the  birds  of  prey  :  the  mothers  of 
eagles  need  to  be  Amazons. 

I  wish  to  avoid  everything  technical  as  far  as  I  can, 
but  some  sort  of  classification  is  necessary.  And  I 
have  decided  to  follow  that  adopted  by  Jerdon.  It  is 
said  to  be  unscientific  and  out  of  date,  and  doubtless 
it  is  ;  but  it  is  familiar  (which  is  the  main  thing)  and 
all  our  bird  literature  was  founded  on  it  until  lately. 
Even  now,  though  The  Fauna  of  British  India  must 
displace  all  previous  publications  as  the  standard 
text-book  of  naturalists  in  India,  Jerdon  is  not  super- 
seded. His  three  volumes  contain  an  account  of 
Indian  birds  and  their  ways  which  has  no  rival  yet. 
Besides  this,  I  must  confess  that  I  consider  Cuvier's 
classification  (which  Jerdon  adopted  with  slight  modi- 
fications) is  practically  more  helpful  than  any  of  the 
tentative  systems  which  are  now  competing  for  its 
place.  He  based  his  arrangement  almost  entirely 
upon  the  form  of  the  beak  and  feet,  which  are  the 
instruments  by  which  a  bird  makes  its  living.  This 

J  o 

is  a  simple  and  a  sound  principle,  which  we  put  in 
practice  when  we  recognise  a  Hindoo  barber  by  the 
case  of  instruments  which  he  wears  on  his  stomach, 
and  a  coolie  by  his  basket.  In  an  Appendix  will  be 
found  some  brief  directions  for  the  application  of  this 


INTRODUCTORY. 

principle,  and  the  Index  will  show  how  the  birds  are 
distributed  into  Orders  and  Tribes,  or  Families. 
Here,  we  may  proceed  without  further  formality, 
beginning  with  Cuvier's  first  Order,  the  Raptores,  or 
birds,  of  prey,  which  have  sharp,  curved  talons  for 
seizing  their  game,  and  hooked  beaks  for  tearing 
its  flesh. 


CHAPTER   II. 


THE  VULTURES 

IF  the  city  of  Bombay  had  a  tutelary  bird,  there  is 
no  manner  of  doubt  what  bird  that  should  be.  I  do 
not  know  why  the  ancient  Egyptians  deified  the  Ibis, 
but  if  Bombay  bore  the  proud  figure  of  a  Vulture 


rampant  on  her  shield,  everybody  would  know  why. 
Of  all  the  unsalaried  public  servants  who  have  iden- 
tified themselves  with  this  city  and  devoted  their 
energies  to  its  welfare,  no  other  can  take  a  place 
beside  the  vulture.  Unfortunately  the  vulture  has 
never  lent  itself  to  the  spirit  of  heraldry.  The  eagle 
has,  strangely  enough,  though  the  difference  between 


10  THE    VULTURES. 

the  two  is  not  very  clearly  marked  in  the  popular 
mind.  The  translators  of  our  Bible  had  no  notion  of 
it.  Modern  natural  history  has  disentangled  the  two 
names  and  assigned  them  to  two  very  different 
families  of  birds,  the  distinction  between  which  in  its 
essence  is  just  this,  that,  while  the  eagle  kills  its  prey, 
the  less  impatient  vulture  waits  decently  till  its  time 
comes  to  die.  Popular  sentiment  persists  in  regard- 
ing the  former  as  the  more  noble,  but  there  can  be 
no  question  which  is  the  more  useful.  It  is  not  easy 
indeed  to  realise  to  oneself  the  extent  and  beneficence 
of  the  work  carried  on  throughout  the  length  and 
breadth  of  India,  from  year's  end  to  year's  end,  by 
the  mighty  race  of  vultures.  Every  day  and  all  day 
they  are  patrolling  the  sky  at  a  height  which  brings 
half  a  revenue  district  within  their  ken.  The  worn- 
out  bullock  falls  under  the  yoke,  never  to  rise  again, 
and  is  dragged  off  the  road  and  left  ;  or  the  old  cow, 
which  has  ceased  to  be  profitable  and  has  therefore 
ceased  to  be  fed,  lies  down  in  a  ditch  for  the  last  time. 
Before  the  life  has  left  the  old  body  some  distant 
"  pater-roller "  has  seen  it,  and,  with  rigid  wings 
slightly  curved,  is  sloping  down  at  a  rate  which 
wipes  out  five  miles  in  a  few  seconds.  A  second  sees 
the  first  and,  interpreting  its  action,  follows  with  all 
speed.  A  third  pursues  the  second,  and  so  on  till, 
out  of  a  sky  in  which  you  could  not  have  descried 
two  birds  half  an  hour  ago,  thirty  or  forty  dark  forms 
are  converging  on  one  spot.  When  they  get  right 
over  it,  they  descend  in  decreasing  spirals  and  settle 
at  various  distances  and  wait  for  the  end  like 
American  reporters.  When  the  end  comes,  if  you 
tire  squeamish  or  fastidious,  go  away.  All  that  will 


THE    VULTURES.  it 

corrupt,  everything  in  short  but  the  bones,  is  to  be 
removed  from  that  carcase  within  twenty-four  hours, 
and  the  vultures  have  taken  the  contract  to  do  it. 
Such  work  cannot  be  made  artistic  and  the  vulture  is 
not  an  sesthete.  That  bald  head  and  bare  neck  are 
not  ornamental,  but  they  mean  business  ;  they  are 
the  sleeves  tucked  up  for  earnest  work.  It  is  a  merci- 
ful and,  I  suppose,  a  necessary  provision  of  nature, 
that  every  creature  gets  reconciled  to  its  task  and  is 
able  even  to  take  pleasure  in  that  which  would  be 
painful  to  others.  The  vulture  enjoys  the  full  benefit 
of  this  provision.  It  is  in  fact  an  enthusiast  in  its 
profession,  and  these  funeral  wakes  become  scenes 
of  riotous  and  ghoulish  glee  to  which  I  confess 
that  even  philosophic  reflection  fails  to  impart  moral 
beauty.  The  gourmands  jostle  and  bump  against 
each  other,  and  chase  each  other  round  the  board 
with  long,  ungainly  hop  and  open  wings.  One 
has  no  sooner  thrust  its  head  well  into  the  carcase 
than  another  leaps  upon  its  back  with  loud  laughter. 
Two  get  hold  of  opposite  ends  of  a  long  strip  of  offal 
and  dance  before  each  other  with  wings  outstretched. 
And  the  cackling  and  grunting  and  roaring  that  go 
on  all  the  while  may  be  heard  for  half  a  mile.  When 
darkness  overtakes  the  revellers  some  of  them  have 
so  shamefully  over-eaten  themselves  that  they  cannot 
rise  from  the  ground  and  are  forced  to  spend  the 
night  where  they  are.  They  seem  to  be  quite  safe, 
however.  The  jackal  is  not  a  fastidious  feeder,  but 
it  draws  the  line  at  vultures.  These  scenes  used  not 
very  long  ago  to  be  enacted  regularly  on  the  Flats, 
where  the  carcases  of  horses  and  cattle  were  skinned 
and  left. 


12  THE  VULTURES. 

The  vultures  that  one  sees  in  such  numbers  on 
Malabar  Hill  belong  to  two  species,  which  are  easy 
enough  to  distinguish  when  once  one's  attention  has 
been  turned  to  the  difference  between  them.  The 
commoner  of  the  two,  the  White-backed  or  Bengal 
Vulture  (Gyps  bengalensis),  is  a  smokey-black  bird, 
with  a  band  of  white  extending  nearly  the  whole 
length  of  each  wing  on  the  under  side.  This  band 
is  broken  by  the  dark  body,  and  that  serves  to 
distinguish  the  bird  at  a  glance.  The  other  species  is 
the  Long-billed  Vulture  (Gyps  pallescens ).  Jerdon 
confounded  it  with  another  species  and  called  \\.<Gyps 
indicus.  Its  general  colour  is  brown,  darker  or 
lighter  according  to  age,  sometimes  almost  whitey- 
brown  ;  but,  however  light  the  under  parts  may  be, 
body  and  wings  are  alike.  The  two  species  are  about 
the  same  size  and  larger  than  one  would  suspect  who 
has  only  seen  them  at  a  distance.  A  good  specimen 
will  measure  over  seven  feet  from  tip  to  tip  of  the 
wings.  There  is  one  curious  difference  in  their 
habits.  The  Long-billed  Vulture  breeds  always  on 
high  cliffs,  while  its  Bengal  brother  is  content  to 
build  its  nest  on  any  tree  big  enough  to  bear  the 
weight  of  such  a  ponderous  edifice.  I  have  seen  .a 
single  mango  tree  groaning  under  several  nests. 
Each  nest  contains  one  egg,  generally  white  (if 
clean),  but  sometimes  blotched  with  brown.  The 
breeding  season  extends  over  the  greater  part  of  the 
year  and  eggs  may  be  found  from  September  to 
March  at  least.  Most  young  birds  are  hungry  and 
clamorous,  like  the  daughters  of  the  horseleach, 
crying  give,  give,  from  dawn  till  dusk.  But  the 
young  vulture  learns  patience  early.  Its  mother 


THE    VULTURES.  13 

leaves  it  before  sunrise  and  it  sits  hour  after  hour, 
motionless  and  noiseless,  waiting  for  her  return. 
Noon  may  be  on  before  it  descries  her,  a  mere  speck 
in  the  sky,  but  growing  bigger  every  moment  as  she 
slopes  down  towards  the  nest.  At  last,  with  heavy 
flapping,  she  lets  herself  down,  and  great  is  the  cack- 
ling, for  though  she  carries  nothing  in  her  beak,  the 
youngster  knows  that  she  is  loaded.  What  follows 
is  not  polite.  In  plain  language  she  disgorges  great 
lumps  of  meat  and  thrusts  them  into  its  mouth.  A 
crow  sits  close  by,  mindful  of  the  proverb  that  there's 
many  a  slip  'twixt  the  cup  and  the  lip.  A  vulture 
cannot  feed  her  young  in  any  other  way  than  this, 
for  the  carcase  on  which  she  dined  may  be  ten  miles 
away.  And  indeed  I  never  saw  a  vulture  carrying 
food,  or  anything  else,  except  a  stick  for  its  nest,  and 
that  in  its  beak.  All  other  birds  of  prey  carry  with 
their  feet,  but  this  is  impossible  to  the  vulture  because 
it  is  incapable  of  swooping  and  cannot  even  rise  off 
the  ground  without  taking  a  run.  Once  fairly  in  the 
air,  no  bird  surpasses  the  majesty  of  its  flight. 
The  question  has  often  been  hotly  discussed  whether 
birds  can  sail  without  flapping  their  wings.  The 
difficulty  originated  of  course  with  somebody  of 
that  unfortunate  class  who  must  reason  about 
questions  of  fact  instead  of  looking.  He  demons- 
trated that  such  a  feat  was  impossible.  The  vultures 
kept  en  doing  it  all  the  same,  and  any  one  may 
watch  them.  For  hours  together  they  will  sail  in 
circles,  or  rather  in  spirals,  without  the  slightest 
motion  of  their  wings,  beyond  trimming  them  to 
the  wind,  like  the  sails  of  a  boat.  Of  course  there 
must  be  a  wind, 


14  THE    VULTURES. 

There  are  two  other  kinds  of  vultures  which  may 
occasionally  be  seen  in  Bombay.  One  is  the  King- 
Vulture  (Otogyps  calvus),  a  royal  bird,  not  indeed 
larger  than  the  others,  but  of  nobler  aspect  and 
prouder  character.  It  appears  singly,  or  with  its  mate, 
and  will  not  consort  with  the  herd.  When  it  comes 
to  a  carcase,  the  others  have  to  stand  by  till  it  has 
dined.  There  is  no  difficulty  in  recognising  this 
species  by  its  deep  black  colour,  relieved  only  by  two 
pure  white  patches  on  its  thighs  and  by  the  blood- 
red  tint  of  its  bare  head  and  neck.  It  builds  on  some 
solitary  tree  and  lays  a  single  white  egg. 

Our    fourth    vulture    is   that    foul    bird    known    as 
Pharaoh's  Chicken,  and  by   other   more   opprobrious 
nicknames.     Its  title  in  science  is  Neophron  ginginia- 
mis.    It  is  one  of  the  commonest  birds  about  Poona  and 
everywhere  on  the  plains  of  the  Deccan,   but   seldom 
visits  the  coast.     I    have,    however,    seen  a   pair  on 
more  than  one   occasion   about   the   Flats.     It   is   a 
white  bird,  not  much  bigger  than   a   kite,    with   only 
the  quill  feathers  of  the  wing  black.     Its  bill   is   long 
and  thin,  its  naked  face  yellow,    and    its   tail   wedge- 
shaped.     Its  neck  is  not  bare,  but  clothed  with   long, 
rusty-white   feathers,    pointing   backwards.     It   does 
not  stand  upright,  like  the  true   vultures,  but  carries 
its    body    like    a    duck    and    steps    like    a   recruit. 
By  these   signs  you   may   know    Pharaoh's  Chicken. 
It     makes     its     shabby   nest,    of     sticks,    rags   and 
rubbish,    on   trees,    ledges   of    public    buildings,    or 
anywhere,  about  March,   and  lays  two   white   eggs, 
more  or   less   blotched  with  brown.      For   the   first 
year  the   young  birds  are   brown   all  over  and  look 
rather  like  mis-shapen  kites, 


CHAPTER   III. 


THE   KITES,    BUZZARDS   AND   HARRIERS. 

BY  an  easy  and  natural  ascent  we  pass  from  the 
Vultures  to  the  Kite.  This  bird  also  prefers  to  he 
saved  the  trouble  of  catching  its  prey,  but  it  has  not 
fallen  so  far  from  the  freebooting  traditions  of  its 


Harriers 

stock  as  to  relish  the  idea  of  sitting  down  upon  a 
defunct  cow  for  its  meals.  It  turns  its  attention 
therefore  to  such  corpses  as  may  be  carried  away  and 
consumed  in  private,  to  Avit,  rats,  mice,  small  birds 
and  even  fishes.  To  find  these  it  must  sail  at  a 
lower  level  than  the  vulture,  and  it  has  no  equal  at 


1 6         THE    KITES,    BUZZARDS    AND    HARRIERS. 

that  easy,  undulating  motion,    which   glides  down   a 
street,     tops    a   house,  dips   into  a   lane,    rounds   a 
corner,    all   with  the  same  effortless  grace.     There  is 
more  steering  required  for  these   evolutions   than   for 
the  circling  of  a  vulture,    hence  the  Kite  carries  an 
expansive,  forked  tail,   a  kind  of  twin   helm,    which 
it   manages   with   a   skill   that   is  perfectly  beautiful. 
All  the  while  you  may  see  its  head  turning  this   way 
and   that,   as   it  scans  every  corner  with  its  keen  eyes 
for  anything  that  may  be  "  lifted."     It  does  not  insist 
that  life  shall  be  extinct.     Any   bird   or   little   animal 
which   is   sickly,    wounded,    or  young   enough  to  be 
picked  off  the   ground   with   a   swoop,    is   welcome. 
Chicks  not  over  a  month  old  are  particularly  eligible, 
as  everybody  knows  to  his  sorrow   who   has   tried   to 
keep   poultry  in    India.     When   a    Kite    becomes   a 
confirmed  chicken-eater  there  is  nothing  to  be   done 
but  to   shoot   it,    which  is  a  pity,  for  they  deserve  to 
be  protected.     The  quantity  of  dead    rats,    scraps   of 
offal,    and   other   refuse  which  they  remove  from  our 
streets   and   the    precincts   of  our   outhouses  in   the 
course   of  the  year,  must  be  enormous.     The  Crows 
offer  their  services  for  the  same   work,    and    I    would 
not   underrate  their  usefulness,    but  a   Crow   sitting 
down   to  breakfast  on  a  dead  bandicoot  in  the  middle 
of  the  street  is  itself  an   offence.     The   Kite   removes 
the   nuisance,    and   what   it  does  with  it  afterwards  is 
no  concern  of  ours. 

We  have  two  kinds  of  Kites  in  Bombay,  the 
Common  (Milvus  gomnda)  and  the  Brahminy 
(Haliastur  indus)  ,  so  called  because  it  seems  to  be 
a  bird  of  higher  caste.  It  is  smaller  than  the  other 
and  very  much  handsomer.  Its  head,  neck  and 


THE    KITES,    BUZZARDS    AND    HARRIERS.          17 

breast  are  pure  white,  while  all  the  rest  of  the 
plumage  is  of  a  rich  chestnut  colour.  Young  birds 
are  of  a  more  earthy  hue  and  have  not  white  heads, 
but  even  in  that  stage  they  can  be  distinguished  at 
a  glance  from  Common  Kites  by  their  tails,  which 
are  not  forked,  but  rounded.  For  the  avoidance  of 
family  brawls  nature  seems  to  have  assigned  separate 
portions  to  these  two  birds,  giving  the  refuse  of  the 
land  to  the  one  and  the  refuse  of  the  water  to  the 
other.  It  is  not  that  one  eats  flesh  and  the  other 
fish.  Nothing  that  goes  overboard  from  a  ship 
comes  amiss  to  the  Brahminy,  and  the  Common 
Kite  will  snatch  fish  from  the  very  basket  on  a 
woman's  head.  But  the  one  likes  to  pick  its  food  off 
the  water  and  the  other  off  the  ground.  So  the  one 
haunts  the  harbour,  while  the  other  takes  charge  of 
the  bazaar.  I  do  not  say  that  they  never  invade 
each  other's  preserves.  Both  build  on  trees  about 
the  beginning  of  the  year,  and  generally  lay  two 
eggs,  which  are  white,  spotted  with  reddish-brown. 
The  Common  Kites  go  to  Poona,  with  Government, 
for  the  monsoon  months.  In  Bombay  there  are 
always  some  that  do  not  manage  to  get  away,  but 
down  the  coast  I  have  looked  in  vain  for  a  Common 
Kite  from  the  beginning  of  June  till  the  end  of 
August.  When  they  return  there  is  for  some  weeks 
much  squealing  and  quarrelling  until  the  boundaries 
of  each  one's  beat  are  fixed  and  the  usurpations  of 
crows  and  Brahminies  repelled.  The  Brahminies 
do  not  go  away.  They  like  water  even  in  the  form 
of  rain. 

The   Buzzards   and    Harriers  follow  close  upon  the 
Kites.     This  is  not  exactly  Jerdon's  order,  but  one  of 


1 8        THE    KITES,    BUZZARDS    AND    HARRIERS. 

my  own  which  seems  suited  to  that  outside  view  of  birds 
that  we  are  taking.  The  Vultures  and  Kites  are  the  jack- 
als and  hyaenas  of  the  bird  world.  The  Buzzards  and 
Harriers  are  a  step  higher.  They  like  fresh  meat  and 
will  have  their  prey  alive,  but,  not  possessing  strength 
or  speed  to  master  any  very  noble  quarry,  they  turn 
their  attention  chiefly  to  reptiles  and  creeping  things. 
A  Buzzard's  idea  of  life  is  to  sit  upon  a  pole,  or  on 
the  top  of  a  small  tree,  commanding  a  good  expanse 
of  grass  land,  and  to  watch  for  a  field  mouse,  or  a 
lizzard,  or  even  a  fat  grasshopper.  If  you  see  a 
biggish,  untidy  hawk,  of  a  sandy-brown  colour  more 
or  less  dashed  with  whitish,  spending  the  morning 
in  this  way,  you  may  put  it  down  as  Butaster  teesa, 
the  White-eyed  Buzzard,  which  is  the  only  member 
of  that  branch  of  the  family  often  seen  in  Bombay. 
Even  it  is  not  common,  except  in  famine  years,  for 
Bombay  contains  very  little  of  that  kind  of  grassy 
land  which  suits  it.  In  the  Deccan  it  is  everywhere. 

The  Harrier  is  a  more  frequent  visitor  to  our  island, 
and  it  is  not  a  bird  that  one  can  pass  without  wanting 
to  know  what  it  is.  There  is  something  stylish  in 
the  get-up  of  a  Harrier,  and  also  something  unique. 
It  is  not  like  any  other  bird  that  you  meet  with  on 
land.  On  the  sea  you  may  find  something  to  compare 
with  it,  for  widely  as  the  anatomist  is  obliged  to 
separate  them,  I  can  imagine  a  classification  in  which 
the  Harriers  and  the  Gulls  would  form  one  family. 
They  are  wonderfully  alike  in  the  life  that  they  lead 
and  alike  in  the  qualities  which  fit  them  for  it.  As 
the  unwearied  Gull  ranges  over  the  ocean  and  pounces 
on  the  careless  fish,  so  the  Harrier  ranges  from 
morning  till  night  over  hill  and  plain  and  drops  on 


THE    KITES,     BUZZARDS    AND    HARRIERS.          1 9 

the  unlucky  young  lark  or  incautious  quail.  If  it 
alights,  it  alights  on  the  ground,  but  the  sole  of 
this  bird's  foot  does  not  seem  to  require  much  rest. 
Long-winged  and  light-bodied,  it  skims  along  the 
grass  and  skirts  the  bush,  dips  to  the  hollow  and  rises 
to  the  mound,  as  if  it  knew  some  charm  to  cancel  the 
laws  of  gravitation.  The  sexes  of  the  common 
Harrier  are  so  unlike  that  no  one  who  did  not  know 
would  suspect  their  relationship.  The  male  is  like  a 
Gull  even  in  colour,  pale  blue-grey  on  all  the  upper 
parts  and  white  underneath.  The  female  is  a  dark, 
umber-brown  bird,  mottled  with  reddish,  the  under 
parts  being  spotted  or  dashed  with  reddish  on  a  white 
or  pale  ground.  The  lady  is  larger  than  her  lord,  as 
is  the  fashion  among  hawks.  I  am  referring  to  the 
Common  or  Pale  Harrier  (Circus  macrurus  ). 
Montague's  Harrier  (Circus  cineraceiis )  is  very  like 
it  in  both  sexes  on  a  passing  view,  and  either  species 
may  be  seen  occasionally  in  Bombay,  for  they  are 
very  common  all  over  India  in  the  cold  season. 
They  arrive  about  October  and  depart  in  March  or 
April  to  colder  regions,  where  they  will  lay  their  eggs 
and  bring  up  their  young  on  the  ground,  strange 
hawks  that  they  are. 

These  birds  have  a  relation  called  the  Marsh 
Harrier  (Circus  ceruginosus),  which  leaves  the  dry 
land  to  them  and  devotes  its  energies  to  swamps, 
tanks  and  all  shallow  waters  ;  a  bird  well  cursed  of 
sportsmen,  for  though  its  chief  business  is  with 
frogs,  it  never  refuses  a  wounded  snipe  or  duck. 
What  is  almost  more  irritating  is  that,  as  it  advances, 
slow-flapping,  over  rice-field  or  rushy  marsh,  every 
snipe  takes  wing.  In  the  air  they  have  no  reason  to 


2O         THE    KITES,     BUZZARDS    AND    HARRIERS. 

fear  it,  but  they  will  not  risk  being  surprised  among 
the  grass.  I  am  afraid  that  with  the  ordinary  Bombay 
sportsman  the  Marsh  Harrier  generally  passes  for  a 
Kite  ;  but  it  is  a  smaller  and  altogether  flimsier  bird, 
and  is  also  distinctly  darker  in  colour.  Besides,  the 
top  of  its  head  is  usually  white.  Young  birds,  how- 
ever, want  this  mark  :  they  are  dark-brown  all  over. 
In  old  age,  again,  the  Marsh  Harrier  assumes  a  very 
handsome  dress,  in  which  nobody  would  recognise  it 
for  the  same  bird  without  an  introduction.  The 
shoulders,  part  of  the  wings,  and  the  tail,  are  then  of 
a  fine,  silvery,  grey  colour,  and  the  rest  is  dark-brown, 
except  the  head,  throat  and  breast,  which  are  light- 
reddish.  Birds  in  this  plumage  are  rare,  but  once  in 
a  year  or  so  I  meet  one.  I  well  remember  how  the 
first  puzzled  me.  Like  its  cousins,  the  Marsh  Harrier 
is  a  winter  visitant  to  this  country,  and  in  times  now 
almost  ancient,  when  the  Flats  were  inundated  every 
monsoon  and  did  not  dry  for  months  after,  it  was  very 
fond  of  Bombay.  Things  are  changing  sadly,  but 
from  Mahaluxmee  station  northwards  and  westwards 
there  is  still  ground  on  which  it  can  find  a  living. 


CHAPTER    IV. 


HAWKS,  FALCONS  AND  EAGLES. 

THE  princes  of  the  house  of  the  birds  of 
do  not 
find  much 
to  tempt 
them  to 
Bombay, 
with  the 
exception 
of  the  In- 
dian Spar- 
rowHawk, 
which  will 
be  wher- 
ever there 
are  spar- 
rows. Not 
that  spar- 
row meat 
is  better 
than  that 
of  larks  or 
b  u  1  b  u  Is, 
or  other 
small 
birds,  but 


prey 


Sparrow  Haivk. 


a   community    of    sparrows,    at    ease    in    the 
blished    security    of    their    urban    life,     offers 


esta- 
rare 


22  HAWKS,    FALCONS    AND    EAGLES. 

chances  to  an  assassin  of  the  Sparrow  Hawk's 
methods.  It  never  pursues  and  rarely  soars.  Noise- 
lessly it  glides  into  your  garden,  and  plunging  into 
the  middle  of  some  thick  tree,  stands  bolt  upright, 
taking  in  the  situation.  If  its  arrival  has  been  un- 
detected, the  chances  are  that  a  chirpy  little  company 
will  be  feeding  in  some  open  space,  or  better  still, 
engaged  in  one  of  those  social  squabbles  which 
occupy  so  much  of  every  sparrow's  time.  Just  when 
they  are  in  the  thickest  of  it,  the  enemy  is  in  the 
midst  of  them,  and  has  plunged  its  sharp  talons  into 
the  nearest.  A  moment  more  and  it  is  flying  swiftly 
over  the  trees,  quite  callous  to  the  piteous  screams 
of  its  captive,  which  will  not  last  long.  But  happily 
for  the  little  birds,  the  Sparrow  Hawk  does  not  always 
succeed  in  arriving  undetected.  Some  lively  bulbul, 
or  wide-awake  myna,  catches  sight  of  the  detested 
shadow  and  gives  a  shrill  cry  of  warning,  and  every 
little  bird  dives  into  the  nearest  bush,  where  it  can 
dodge  the  enemy  as  a  small  boy  dodges  a  big  one 
round  the  dining  table.  It  is  remarkable  that,  though 
each  species  of  bird  has  its  own  language,  the  warn- 
ing signal  of  any  one  is  understood  by  all.  It  is 
phonetic  and  needs  no  interpretation.  I  am  often  in- 
formed of  the  passage  of  a  bird  of  prey  overhead  simply 
by  hearing  the  cry  of  "  Ware  hawk  "  passed  from  bird 
to  bird  about  me.  The  Sparrow  Hawk  is  just  about 
the  length  of  a  pigeon,  but  it  is  decidedly  a  smaller 
bird.  There  is  more  tail  and  less  body.  The  colour 
of  the  upper  parts  ranges  from  dusky-brown  to  slatey- 
gray  according  to  age  ;  the  under  parts  are  whitish, 
spotted  with  brown,  or,  at  a  later  age,  closely  barred 
with  reddish  fawn.  The  wings  and  tail  are  dusky- 


HAWKS,    FALCONS    ANtf    EAGLES.  $$ 

barred,  and  this  is  generally  a  conspicuous  mark  if 
the  bird  flies  overhead.  But  to  try  to  make  out 
hawks  by  their  colour  is  at  the  best  a  short  road  to 
despair.  Naturalists  learn  to  recognise  them  as 
David's  watchman  recognised  the  courier  who 
brought  tidings  of  the  victory  over  Absalom  : — "  His 
running  is  like  the  running  of  Ahimaaz,  the  son  of 
Zadok."  Every  bird  of  prey  has  its  own  character, 
some  trick  of  flight,  some  peculiarity  of  attitude  when 
at  rest,  something  in  its  figure  and  proportions  which 
serves  to  distinguish  it  decisively.  The  Sparrow 
Hawk  flies  with  a  few  rapid  strokes  of  the  wings  and 
then  a  gliding  motion,  and  this,  together  with  its 
short,  rounded  wings  and  long  tail,  distinguishes 
it  from  any  other  common  bird  of  prey.  I  learn  of 
its  presence  oftener  by  the  ear  than  the  eye.  Its 
sharp,  impatient,  double  cry  arrests  attention  among 
all  other  bird-voices.  The  Sparrcnv  Hawk  makes 
its  nest  in  a  tree  in  the  hot  season  and  lays  three  or 
four  white  eggs. 

The  Falcons  have  longer  and  more  sharply  pointed 
wings  than  the  hawks  and  their  flight  is  fierce  and 
very  swift.  They  resort  to  no  surprises,  like  the 
Sparrow  Hawk,  but  give  chase  to  their  prey  in  the 
open  sky  and  fairly  hunt  it  down.  The  Peregrine 
Falcon,  which  has  a  peculiar  fondness  for  wild  ducks, 
is  not  uncommon  about  the  coast  and  doubtless  often 
flies  over  Bombay,  but  there  is  only  one  species 
which  really  inhabits  the  island,  and  that  is  the 
J.aggar  Falcon  (Falco  Jugger).  It  finds  living  cheap 
and  good  in  our  city,  for  it  is  partial  to  a  diet  of 
pigeons.  A  wild  pigeon,  pursued  by  one  of  these 
birds,  once  tumbled  into  my  house  in  such  a  panic 


24        HAWKS,  FALCONS  AND  EAGLES. 

of  fear  that  it  almost  allowed  me  to  pick  it  up.  Many 
years>  ago  a  pair  of  Laggars  used  to  have  their  head- 
quarters, and  perhaps  their  nest,  at  the  University 
vTower,  and  I  sometimes  see  one  there  still.  They 
build  in  January  or  February,  on  large  trees,  cliffs, 
or  high  buildings,  and  lay  three  or  four  eggs  so 
thickly  spotted  and  blotched  with  reddish-brown 
that  sometimes  there  is  little  of  any  ground  colour 
.visible. 

There  is  one  other  Falcon  which  must  be  mentioned, 
namely,  the  Kestril,  which  is  very  common  all  over 
India  in  the  cold  season  and  will  be  met  with  wherever 
there  is  open,  grassy  ground,  like  the  Bombay  Flats. 
It  is  about  the  size  of  the  Sparrow  Hawk  and  more 
easily  recognised  than  most  hawks  by  its  colour. 
The  back  and  wings  are  chestnut,  or  almost  brick- 
red,  but  the  quills  are  black  and  the  tail  is  gray. 
The  contrast  is^  striking  and  unmistakable.  The 
under  parts  are  light-buffy,  spotted  with  brown. 
The  Kestril  is  also  distinguished  by  its  peculiar  habit 
of  hovering  in  air  when  looking  for  its  prey  of  grass- 
hoppers, lizzards,  mice  and  larks.  The  Duke  of 
Argyll  has  devoted  three  pages  of  "  The  Reign  of 
Law  "  to  an  exposition  of  this  performance.  A  few 
pairs  of  Kestrils  seem  to  spend  the  year  in  India, 
making  their  nests  on  high  cliffs  on  the  mountains, 
but  the  majority  of  those  which  we  see  in  the  cold 
season  are  tourists.  In  Barnes'  book  the  Kestril 
appears  as  Cerchneu  tinnunculus,  but  I  am  glad  to 
see  tha,t  Mr.  Blandford  has  restored  Jerdon's  name, 
Tinnunculus  alaudarius. 

To  the-  lay  mind  the  word  Eagle  conveys  the  idea 
of  a  .royal  bird  of  gigantic   size   and   noble   aspect, 


HAWKS,    FALCONS    AND    EAGLES.  25 

which  has  its  eyrie  on  some  inaccessible  mountain 
cliff,  from  which  it  descends  to  carry  off  lambs 
and  occasionally  babies.  This  is  the  Eagle  of  the 
poets  : 

He  clasps  the  crag  with  hooked  hands, 
Close  to  the  Sun  in  lonely  lands, 
Ringed  with  the  azure  world  he  stands. 
The  wrinkled  sea  beneath  him  crawls, 
He  watches  from  his  mountain  walls 
And  like  a  thunderbolt  he  falls. 

I  need  scarcely  say  that  the  naturalist  classes  a 
good  many  birds  as  Eagles  which  are  not  quite  so 
grand.  But  even  the  least  noble  of  them  requires 
more  than  Bombay  can  afford.  The  handsome 
Crested  Hawk-eagle,  so  common  in  the  surrounding 
districts,  may  visit  us  sometimes,  but  I  have  not  seen 
it.  There  is  one,  however,  which  we  may  fairly 
claim,  and  to  my  thinking  it  is  one  of  the  very 
noblest  of  the  race.  I  mean  the  Sea  Eagle  (Haliaetus 
leucogaster).  It  is  exceedingly  common  on  this  west 
coast,  and  I  know  of  at  least  one  eyrie  not  ten  miles 
from  Bombay,  so  the  sea  on  both  sides  of  our  island 
is  well  within  its  range.  It  needs  little  description 
to  make  it  recognisable.  Though  smaller  than  a 
vulture,  it  is  larger  than  any  other  bird  of  prey  that 
comes  our  way.  Viewed  from  below  the  whole  bird 
is  snowy-white,  with  the  exception  of  a  broad  black 
border  on  the  wings  and  the  tail.  The  back  and 
upper  parts  of  the  wings  are  of  a  fine  slatey-grey 
colour.  But  further  even  than  you  can  make  out 
its  colours  you  may  know  the  Sea  Eagle  by  its  flight. 
When  it  sails,  as  it  does  most  majestically,  it  does 
not  carry  its  wings  horizontally,  like  a  kite  or  vulture, 


26  HAWKS,    FALfcONS    AND    EAGLES. 

but  inclined  upwards,  so  that  the  figure  of  the  whole 
bird  is  like  a  very  flat  V.  The  Sea  Eagle  lives 
chiefly  on  sea  serpents.  They  are  forced  to  come  to 
the  surface  frequently  to  breathe  and  are  more  easily 
caught  than  fishes.  They  are  all  venomous,  but  the 
Eagle  does  not  mind  that.  The  fact  is  that  a  sea 
snake  is  so  utterly  helpless  out  of  water  that,  when 
clutched  by  the  middle  and  borne  away  through  the 
air,  it  can  do  nothing  but  dangle  like  a  string.  The 
Sea  Eagle  makes  an  enormous  nest  of  sticks  in 
a  tree  and  uses  it  year  after  year,  till  all  the  ground 
under  it  is  thickly  sown  with  the  bones  of  snakes  and 
and  fishes.  On  the  mainland  the  tree  selected  is 
generally  a  very  high  one,  but  on  small,  solitary 
islands  I  have  seen  nests  scarcely  fifteen  feet  from 
the  ground.  About  November  two  eggs  are  laid,  of 
a  greenish-white  colour,  and  as  the  young  ones  grow 
up  there  is  great  ado  about  satisfying  their  voracious 
appetites.  In  a  nest  I  visited  one  January,  with  only 
a  single  young  one,  I  found  a  fresh  fish  9  or  10  inches 
long  and  a  half-eaten  snake.  For  months  after  they 
leave  the  nest  the  young  follow  their  parents  about, 
crying,  like  the  daughters  of  the  horseleach,  "  Give, 
give,"  and  the  loud  and  harsh  kak,  kak,  kcik,  from 
which  the  bird  gets  its  native  name  Kakan,  may  be 
heard  all  day. 

Another  water  bird  must  come  in  here,  though  the 
latest  investigations  into  its  inside  seem  to  convict  it 
of  being  half  an  owl.  I  mean  the  Osprey,  or  Fish 
Hawk  (Pandion  halicetus).  It  is  not  a  resident  with 
us,  but  comes  for  the  cold  season,  when  it  may  be 
seen  all  along  the  sea  coast  and  on  every  large  river. 
The  Osprey  is  an  exceedingly  handsome  bird  in  the 


HAWKS,   FALCONS  AN£  EAGLES.  27 

hand,  but  when  seen  at  a  distance  it  has  nothing  of 
the  imposing  aspect  of  the  Sea  Eagle.  In  fact,  one 
who  has  not  been  accustomed  to  notice  birds  may 
easily  pass  it  by  as  some  vulgar  fowl  of  the  kite  sort. 
In  the  Ratnagiri  district  I  have  seldom  met  a 
native  who  could  give  me  a  name  for  it.  Yet  the 
Osprey,  when  once  you  know  it,  is  not  to  be  con- 
founded with  anything  else.  There  it  sits  on  the 
point  of  a  fishing  stake,  a  dark-brown  bird  with  a 
white  cap,  the  breast  and  under  parts  also  white,  but 
interrupted  by  a  necklace  of  brown  beads  ;  there  is 
nothing  else  like  it.  And  when  it  flies  it  is  equally 
peculiar  :  its  wings  are  very  long,  and  it  beats  the  air 
rapidly  with  the  points  of  them.  And  if  you  are  still 
in  doubt,  the  matter  is  settled  when  it  suddenly  closes 
its  wings  and  from  a  height  of  forty  or  fifty  feet 
falls  headlong  into  the  water.  That  is  one  of  the  finest 
sights  I  know.  With  a  tremendous  splash  the  sea 
receives  the  bird  and  closes  over  it,  and  a  ring 
of  expanding  waves  starts  from  the  spot  where 
it  perished.  But  a  second  later  it  reappears,  and, 
lifting  itself  and  a  great  fish  out  of  the  heaving 
water,  shakes  the  drops  off  its  shoulders  with  a 
peculiar  shrug  and  hies  to  a  favourite  rock,  white 
with  the  remains  of  many  fish  dinners.  This  is 
a  marvellous  feat,  especially  when  you  remember 
that,  like  all  birds  of  prey,  the  Osprey  strikes  with 
its  feet  and  not  with  its  beak.  The  fishes  which 
it  catches  are  sometimes  so  heavy  that  it  can  scarcely 
carry  them  to  the  nearest  land.  It  is  often  pursued 
and  forced  to  deliver  up  its  well  earned  booty  by  its 
more  powerful,  but  less  plucky  and  skilful,  neigh- 
bour, the  Sea  Eagle. 


28  HAWKS,    FALCONS    AND    EAGLES. 

I  have  said  that  the  Osprey  is  a  cold  season  visit- 
ant. I  have  myself  seen  one,  however,  in  the  month 
of  August,  and  I  suspect  that  a  few  pairs  remain  and 
rear  their  young  on  this  coast. 


CHAPTER   V. 


OWLS. 

OWLS  were  classed  by  Cuvier  with  eagles,  hawks 
and  vul- 
tures, and 
J  e  r  d  o  n 
fol  lowed 
him,  as  all 
the  old  na- 
turalists 
did.  More 
careful  ex- 
amination 
of  their 
anato  m  y 
has  shown 
that  they 
difTerwide- 
ly  from 
all  other 
birds  of 
prey  in 
many  re- 
spects, and 
resemble 

parrots  ;  so  they  are  now  placed  by  most  in  an  order 
by   themselves,    mid-way    between    the    hawks   and 


30  OWLS. 

the  parrots.  The  outward  and  visible  characteris- 
tics of  this  order  are  a  short,  parrot-like  beak,  the 
outer  toe  reversible  (in  parrots  it  is  permanently 
reversed),  very  large  eyes  directed  forwards,  and 
uncommonly  well  developed  ears.  They  make  their 
nests  in  holes  and  lay  white  eggs  like  parrots. 
Their  plumage  is  peculiarly  soft,  even  the  quills, 
so  that  they  fly  noiselessly.  If  you  want  more, 
I  may  tell  you  that  there  is  no  ambiens  muscle, 
but  basypterigoid  processes  are  present.  On  the 
other  hand,  the  accessory  femoro-caudal  and  the 
semitendinosus  and  the  accessory  semitendinosus 
are  wanting.  Now  all  this  is  very  important  and 
not  to  be  laughed  at.  These  solemn  words  were 
not  invented  only  to  bamboozle  the  unlearned,  but 
represent  facts  in  the  plan  on  which  the  frame  of  an 
owl  is  constructed.  And  the  question  on  which  these 
facts  bear  is  more  than  curious.  Expressed  in  popular 
language  the  question  is  this.  Is  the  owl  only  a 
weak-eyed  hawk  that  cannot  bear  the  light  of  day, 
or  is  it  a  bold  and  bad  parrot  which  has  taken  to 
night-walking  and  murder  ?  There  is  a  great  parrot 
in  Australia  which  has  taken,  within  recent  years,  to 
the  extremely  reprehensible  practice  of  killing  sheep 
by  fastening  on  them  and  tearing  out  their  livers. 
However,  all  such  questions,  fascinating  though  they 
be,  are  outside  of  our  present  scope.  We  are  con- 
cerned with  the  outward  aspect  and  habits  of  the  two 
or  three  kinds  of  owls  which  are  domiciled  in 
Bombay. 

The  Screech  Owl  is  more  common  in  our  island 
than  in  any  other  part  of  India  with  which  I  am 
acquainted.  This  statement  may  surprise  people 


OWLS.  31 

who  have  lived  for  twenty  years  in  Bombay  without 
seeing  one,  but  the  Screech  Owl  does  not  ordinarily 
put  itself  much  in  the  way  of  being  seen.  A  dark  ob- 
ject, like  a  Flying  Fox,  passing  overhead  as  you  drive 
home  from  dinner,  and  a  loud,  harsh,  husky  screech, 
suggesting  sore  throat  and  loss  of  voice,  are  all  the 
indications  you  will  commonly  have  of  its  presence. 
But  should  a  pair  take  up  their  residence  in  any 
deserted  building,  or  old  ruin,  in  your  neighbour- 
hood, then  you  will  know  more  about  them.  I  often 
wonder  what  the  Screech  Owls  did  before  man  was 
created,  for  they  cannot  get  on  without  him  now.  If 
he  did  not  build  churches  with  steeples  and  bel- 
fries, and  forts  and  castles  with  towers,  and  barns 
with  roomy  lofts,  where  would  they  live?  In  this 
Presidency  they  are  under  deepest  obligations  to  the 
Portuguese.  Under  one  of  the  remaining  walls  of  an 
ecclesiastical  ruin  in  Bassein  Fort  Mr.  Phipson  and  I 
once  noticed  the  ground  glittering  with  small  white 
bones.  We  gathered  a  handful  of  them  and  brought 
them  home  for  examination,  and  could  scarcely  be- 
lieve in  ourselves  or  each  other  when  they  proved 
to  consist  chiefly  of  the  jaw-bones  of  muskrats  ! 
In  a  high  niche  of  that  old  wall  a  worthy  pair  of 
Screech  Owls  had,  for  who  knows  how  many  years, 
brought  up  an  annual  family  of  3,  4,  or  6  insatiable 
owlets  on  this  nutritious  food,  varied  only  with 
an  occasional  house  rat  or  field  mouse.  As  is 
well  known,  owls  swallow  their  prey  whole,  and 
after  digesting  all  that  is  digestible,  throw  up  the 
bones  and  hair  rolled  up  into  little  balls.  Why 
the  bones  we  found  were  chiefly  jaw-bones  I  cannot 
tell,  unless  the  parent  birds  were  in  the  habit  of 


32  OWLS. 

snipping  off  the  heads  of  little  animals  as  delicacies 
for  their  offspring  and  consuming  the  bodies  them- 
selves. 

I  need  not  describe  the  Screech  Owl.     It  is  just  the 
same  bird  as  from  yonder  ivy-mantled  tower, 

"  does  to  the  moon  complain 
Of  such  as,  wandering  near  her  secret  bovver, 
Molest  her  ancient,  solitary  reign. 

Specimens  from  different  parts  of  the  world  do 
indeed  differ  a  little,  and  Jerdon  described  the  Indian 
bird  as  a  distinct  species  under  the  name  Strix 
javanica,  but  in  the  Fauna  of  British  India,  as  I  am 
glad  to  see,  it  appears  under  the  name  given  by 
Linnaeus  to  the  Barn  Owl  of  Europe,  Strix  flammea. 
Our  second  owl  is  a  very  different  character.  Repu- 
diating all  the  austere,  exclusive  and  mystical  ways 
of  its  race,  and  encumbered  with  no  superfluous 
solemnity,  the  Spotted  Owlet  (Carine  brama}  makes 
itself  one  of  the  most  familiar  objects  of  Indian  life. 
It  does  not  wait  for  the  darkness  of  night,  but 
appears  before  the  sun  has  fairly  set,  and  occasionally 
gives  us  a  look  even  in  the  middle  of  the  day.  Who 
does  not  know  the  little  Punchinello,  its  unfailing 
vivacity,  its  inimitable  drolleries,  and  the  volubility  of 
its  eloquence.  Often,  sitting  at  the  door  of  my  tent  at 
dusk  and  listening  to  that  torrent  of  squeak  and  gibber 
and  chatter,  I  have  wearied  myself  with  surmising 
what  could  be  the  meaning  of  it  all.  It  seems  to  be 
conversational  or  controversial,  for  there  are  always 
two  engaged  in  it  and  both  speak  at  once.  Perhaps 
it  is  a  domestic  quarrel,  but  the  character  of  the 
Spotted  Owlet  almost  forbids  that  idea.  He  is  truly, 
in  the  language  of  the  tombstones,  an  affectionate 


OWLS.  33 

husband  and  fond  father.  Rarely  will  you  see  him 
twenty  yards  from  his  spouse.  If  she  flies  across  the 
garden  to  another  tree,  he  waits  a  few  seconds,  then 
flies  across  too  and  sits  by  her  side.  And  never  will 
you  see  a  third  in  the  party,  except  it  be  their  own  olive 
branches,  of  which  there  may  be  four.  These  appear 
about  April,  and  are  the  drollest  little  beings  im- 
aginable. They  all  live  happily  together  in  a  hole 
in  some  old  tree,  and  if  you  tap  the  tree  at  any 
hour  of  the  day,  a  puzzled,  round  face  will  appear 
at  the  hole  and  ask  more  plainly  than  in  words  what 
you  want.  Then  the  owner  of  the  face  will  dart  out  and 
sit  on  a  branch  and  begin  bowing  to  you  with  sarcastic 
effect.  A  hole  in  the  roof  of  the  house,  or  anywhere 
else,  will  do  as  well  as  one  in  a  tree,  if  it  is  roomy 
and  comfortable.  The  Owlet  is  very  promiscuous  in 
its  diet.  I  have  seen  it  hawking  flying  ants  from  its 
perch  on  a  telegraph  wire,  darting  out  after  them  and 
catching  them  in  its  feet,  and  if  a  mouse  or  a  lizzard 
goes  by,  it  will  treat  that  in  the  same  way.  Mr. 
Steuart  Baker  says  that  it  kills  little  bats,  not  catching 
them  on  the  wing,  but  pulling  them  out  of  their 
hiding  places. 

Besides  these  two  species  it  is  not  unlikely  that  the 
great,  horned,  Fish  Owl  (Ketupa  Ceylonensis)  may  be 
seen  in  Bombay  about  such  places  as  Worlee  or 
Sion,  but  I  have  never  met  with  it.  It  is  called  the 
Fish  Owl  because  it  is  generally  found  near  water  and 
is  supposed  to  feed  principally  on  fish  and  frogs  and 
crabs,  but  I  have  seen  one  stoop  on  a  hare.  It  had 
actually  clutched  the  hare  when  my  appearance  divert- 
ed it.  It  has  a  ghostly  hoot,  a  hoo,  hoo-hoo,  far-reach- 
ing but  coming  from  nowhere  in  particular.  When  it 
5 


34  OWLS, 

sits  on  the  top  of  a  native  house,  uttering  this  dismal 
sound,  the  devil  is  walking  about  inside,  marking 
somebody  for  death.  I  know  this,  because  the  Hamal 
told  me. 


CHAPTER    VI. 


THE  SWALLOWS  AND  SWIFTS. 

WE  have  done  with  the  Birds  of  Prey  now,  and 
come  to 
Cuvier  '  s 
second 
order, 
?'?£.,  the 
Insessores 
or  Perch- 
ing Birds, 
which  in- 
elude  s 
more  than 
two-thirds 
of  all  crea- 
tures that 
go  clad  in 
feathers. 
All  "com- 
mon or 
ga  rde  n" 
birds  be- 
long to 
this  order; 
fowls  and  House  Swift  and  red-backed  Swallow. 

turkeys  and  ducks  and  waterfowl  are  excluded 
from  it.  Jerdon  divides  it  into  certain  Tribes 
according  to  the  form  of  the  beak,  Each  Tribe 


36  THE    SWALLOWS    AND    SWIFTS. 

is  again  divided  into  Families  and  Sub-families, 
with  which,  however,  we  need  not  trouble  ourselves 
here.  The  first  Tribe  is  the  Fissirostres,  or  gape- 
mouthed  birds.  They  are  rather  a  heterogeneous 
lot,  unlike  in  many  points,  but  they  have  one  family 
bond,  namely,  a  mouth  that  gapes  from  ear  to 
ear  and  gives  them  a  peculiar  facility  in  gulping 
down  the  flies  and  flying  insects  on  which  they 
all  feed.  First  among  them  come  the  Swallows  and 
Swifts,  to  which  I  will  devote  this  paper.  I  am 
afraid  that  the  distinction  between  a  Swallow  and  a 
Swift  is  not  generally  present  to  the  popular  mind  ; 
but  they  are  separated  by  very  radical  differences, 
of  which,  however,  I  need  mention  only  those  that  are 
most  obvious  outwardly.  One  is  that  in  the  foot  of  a 
Swift  all  the  four  toes  are  turned  forwards.  It  is, 
in  fact,  like  a  human  hand  without  a  thumb.  Now 
observe  the  consequences.  Such  a  foot  cannot  grasp, 
ergo  a  Swift  cannot  perch,  ergo  a  twig  or  a  telegraph 
wire  offers  it  no  resting  place.  If  it  gets  tired 
it  must  go  to  bed.  But  a  bird  that  lives  on  the 
midges  in  the  air  cannot  afford  to  stay  by  its  bedside. 
It  must  range  far  and  wide.  So  it  cannot  afford 
to  get  tired.  Therefore  a  Swift  learns  to  spend 
the  night  in  its  nest  and  the  day  on  its  wings. 
Wonderful  wings  they  need  to  be  and  are.  They 
are  so  long  that,  when  closed,  they  extend  far  beyond 
the  tail,  and  they  are  worked  quite  differently 
from  the  wings  of  even  a  Swallow.  As  a  Swallow 
darts  along,  its  wings  almost  close  against  its 
sides  at  every  stroke,  and  it  looks  like  a  pair  of 
scissors  opening  and  shutting.  Now  a  Swift  never 
closes  its  wings  in  this  way.  It  whips  the  air  rapidly 


THE    SWALLOWS    AND    SWIFTS.  37 

with  the  points  of  them,  but  they  are  always  extended 
and  evenly  curved  from  tip  to  tip,  like  a  bow, 
the  slim  body  of  the  bird  being  the  arrow.  I  have 
dwelt  on  this  at  some  length  because  it  is  by  far  the 
plainest  outward  difference  between  a  Swift  and 
a  Swallow. 

I  reckon  that  two  Swifts  and  at  least  four  Swallows 
may  be  included  among  the  Common  Birds  of 
Bombay  (Hiriindo  rustled).  First  comes  our  own 
familiar  English  Swallow,  which  spends  the  winter 
with  us  and  the  summer  with  our  families  ;  at  least,  it 
is  pleasant  to  fancy  so,  though  I  am  afraid  that  the  line 
of  migration  does  not  lie  exactly  from  England  to 
India  However  that  may  be,  passengers  on  their  way 
home  in  the  month  of  May  are  often  joined  in  the  Red 
Sea,  or  the  Mediterranean,  by  a  Swallow  travelling 
the  same  way,  which  spends  a  night  perhaps  in  the 
rigging,  then  tires  of  such  sluggish  progress  and  goes 
on  alone.  It  returns  to  India  in  September  or  October, 
and  is  tolerably  common  in  Bombay  all  the  cold  sea- 
son. I  need  not  describe  it. 

Another  purely  Indian  species,  sufficiently  like  the 
English  bird  to  be  mistaken  for  it  by  a  careless 
observer,  is  the  Wire-tail  Swallow  (Hirundo  filifera), 
which  is  also  found  in  Bombay  and  loves  to  course 
up  and  down  wet,  grassy  ditches.  It  is  a  splendid 
bird.  The  upper  parts  are  dark,  glossy,  "steel  blue," 
gleaming  in  the  sun,  the  top  of  the  head  is  rich, 
rusty  red,  and  the  under-parts  are  as  white  as  a  shirt 
front  fresh  from  the  dhobie — I  mean  from  a  laundry. 
But  its  most  distinctive  mark  is  the  tail,  which  is  not 
long  and  forked,  like  the  tail  of  the  English  Swallow, 
but  short  and  almost  square,  with  the  outermost 


3§  TriE    SWALLOWS    AND    SWIFTS. 

feather  on  each  side  prolonged  for  four  or  five  inches 
and  as  thin  as  a  fine  wire.  This  bird  makes  its  "  clay 
built  nest"  in  the  hot  season,  or  the  beginning  of  the 
monsoon,  not  so  often  about  the  dwellings  of  man  as 
about  his  other  works,  bridges,  for  example,  and 
wells,  and  especially  road  culverts.  It  likes  to  be 
near  water.  It  usually  lays  three  prettily  speckled 
eggs. 

But  by  far  the  commonest  of  the  whole  family  in 
this  Presidency  is  the  Red-backed  Swallow  (Hirundo 
erythropygia ;  Jerdon  calls  it  dauricd).  It  is  especially 
abundant  about  hilly  or  rocky  country.  Just  at  the 
beginning  of  the  cold  season,  in  the  morning, 
one  comes  upon  them  in  some  places  in  such  numbers 
that  the  air  feels  overcrowded  and  they  jostle  each 
other  on  the  telegraph  wires.  The  upper  parts  of  the 
Red-backed  Swallow,  including  the  wings  and  tail, 
are  black,  excepting  only  the  sides  of  the  head 
and  the  "small"  of  the  back,  which  are  light,  rusty 
red.  The  under-parts  are  white.  The  whole  bird, 
especially  when  young,  looks  dingy  by  comparison 
with  the  Wire-tail.  The  tail  is  deeply  forked.  This 
species  also  builds  a  mud  nest  in  the  hot  season, 
under  some  bridge  or  overhanging  rock,  or  a  ledge 
in  any  building  not  regularly,  inhabited  ;  but  its 
architecture  is  eccentric.  The  egg  chamber  is  glo- 
bular, and  the  entrance  to  it  is  by  a  neck  as  long 
as  the  bird  has  leisure  to  make  it.  Barnes  says  that 
the  bird  goes  on  lengthening  the  neck  after  the  eggs 
are  laid.  There  are  usually  three  white  eggs. 

Our  fourth  swallow  is  the  Dusky  Crag  Martin. 
Jerdon  called  it  Cotyle  concolor,  but  that  has  been 
improved  upon,  and  it  appears  in  Barnes  as 


THE    SWALLOWS    AND    SWIFTS.  39 

Ptyoprogne  concolor.  The  first  word  ought  to  be 
hooted  down,  but  concolor  is  good,  for  the  bird  is  of 
one  colour,  and  that  is  the  colour  of  smoke.  There 
is  a  little,  round,  white  spot  on  each  feather  of  the 
tail,  but  this  is  hardly  noticeable.  The  Crag  Martin 
loves  rocks  and  makes  its  nest  on  them,  under 
some  overhanging  ledge  ;  the  material  is  of  course 
mud,  with  feathers  for  a  warm  lining.  The  season 
is  either  just  before  or  just  after  the  monsoon, 
and  it  lays  three  or  four  white  eggs,  speckled  with 
brown.  It  is  common  about  Malabar  Hill  and 
spends  much  of  its  time  flying  up  and  down  the  face 
of  the  cliffs  under  The  Ridge.  It  is  not  remarkable 
for  swiftness  or  grace  of  flight.  In  fact,  I  should  not 
say  that  it  was  remarkable  for  anything.  It  is  a 
commonplace  bird. 

But  the  most  abundant  and  familiar  of  this  whole 
family  in  Bombay  itself  is  the  Palm  Swift  (Cypselus 
batassiensis),  which  in  other  parts  of  t{ie  Presidency 
is  a  very  rare  bird.  The  reason  may  be  found  in 
its  name.  It  cannot  live  without  palm  trees.  Any 
palm  will  not  do  ;  it  requires  the  Brab,  or  Tar,  palm  ; 
for  it  cannot  think  of  any  situation  for  its  nest  except 
one  of  the  wrinkles  on  the  underside  of  the  broad  leaf 
of  this  tree.  I  have  indeed  seen  a  pair  trying  to  ac- 
commodate themselves  about  a  cocoanut  tree,  but  they 
were  in  difficulties.  As  may  be  inferred,  the  Palm 
Swift  is  a  bird  of  small  intellect,  a  feeble  creature 
indeed  in  all  respects.  Even  its  flight  is  feeble  for 
a  Swift,  and  it  seldom  wanders  far  from  home.  Conse- 
quently it  is  an  unknown  bird  in  the  Deccan  general- 
ly and  in  large  tracts  of  the  Konkan,  and  if  ever  you 
do  see  it  you  may  safely  lay  odds  that  there  is  a  Brab 


4^  TtiE    SWALLOWS    AND    SWIFTS. 

palm  within  a  mile  of  you.  I  have  tested  this.  In 
Bombay  the  Brab  is  one  of  the  commonest  trees,  and 
therefore  the  Palm  Swift  is  one  of  the  commonest 
birds.  It  is  a  slim  bird,  with  long,  narrow  wings, 
and  a  thin,  deeply-forked  tail,  which  opens  out  when- 
ever the  bird  turns  suddenly  in  the  air.  Its  colour  is 
a  brownish-smokey,  rather  lighter  on  the  under-parts. 
As  I  have  said,  its  flight  is  comparatively  feeble,  but 
it  is  a  true  Swift,  spending  the  whole  day  on  the  wing 
without  apparent  effort,  and  flying  much  higher  than 
the  Swallows  generally  do.  Its  nest  is  a  small, 
shallow  cup,  made  of  feathers  worked  up  with  a 
whitish  substance  like  isinglass,  which  is  really  the 
saliva  of  the  bird.  All  Swifts  use  this  substance  in 
the  construction  of  their  nests,  and  some  use  little  else, 
producing  those  clear,  semi-transparent,  white  struc- 
tures which  the  heathen  Chinee  converts  into  toothsome 
soups.  The  Palm  Swift  lays  three  white  eggs,  which 
may  be  looked  for  in  the  hot  season.  You  must  secure 
the  assistance  of  a  toddy-drawer  to  obtain  them. 

The  Common  Indian  Swift,  (Cypselus  affinis]  as 
Jerdon  calls  our  sixth  species  of  this  family,  might 
rather  be  named  the  House  Swift,  for  it  comes  nearer 
taking  the  place  which  the  House  Swallow  fills  in  Eng- 
land than  any  other.  It  does  not  often  build  under  the 
eaves  of  a  private  house,  but  the  arched  entrance  to 
Messrs.  Greaves,  Cotton  &  Co.'s  offices,  the  central  hall 
of  the  Post  Office,  the  porch  of  the  old  High  Court,  in 
short,  any  spacious  porch,  or  verandah,  or  high-arched 
door- way,  will  do.  The  Indian  House  Swift  is  a  soci- 
able bird  and  will  not  build  alone,  but  founds  regular 
villages,  which  may  consist  of  half  a  dozen  nests  or 
half  a  hundred.  They  are  large  and  solid,  generally 


THE    SWALLOWS    AND    SWIFTS.  4 1 

clustered  together,  and  so  stuck  over  with  feathers  on 
the  outside  that  they  look  like  one  great,  fluffy  mass  ; 
but  each  of  them  has  its  own  private  entrance  at  the 
side.  These  are  not  only  cradles  for  eggs  and  young, 
but  dwellings  in  which  the  birds  live  all  the  year 
round.  Regularly  every  evening  the  community 
gathers  together,  and  after  spending  some  time  in  play- 
ful evolutions  in  the  air,  as  Jerdon  says,  "  with  much 
fluttering  of  their  wings  and  a  good  deal  of  twittering 
talk,"  one  after  another  swoops,  with  a  "shivering 
scream,"  and  pops  into  its  bed.  When  there  are  young 
to  be  fed  (which  may  be  at  any  season,  for  they  seem 
to  have  several  broods  in  the  year),  the  parent  birds 
are  coming  and  going  all  the  day.  Only  two  or  three 
eggs  are  laid  at  a  time,  which  are  white,  like  the 
eggs  of  all  Swifts.  The  Common  Indian  Swift  is  a 
black,  or  blackish,  bird,  with  the  chin  and  the  small 
of  the  back  pure  white,  so  it  need  not  be  mistaken  for 
any  other  bird.  Its  tail  is  short  and  square. 

I  have  seen  other  Swifts  and  Swallows  in  Bombay. 
Of  the  Cliff  Swallow  (  Hirundo  flimicola)  I  am 
certain,  and  I  think  I  have  seen  a  Crag  Martin  about 
Malabar  Hill  which  was  larger  and  paler  than  the 
common  one.  Then  there  is  that  grand  bird,  the 
Alpine  Swift  ( Cypselus  melba),  which  I  have  shot 
within  a  few  miles  of  Bombay.  But  a  bird  that  gets 
up  before  daylight  and  goes  to  bed  long  after  dark 
and  flies  all  day  at  a  hundred  miles  an  hour  may  be 
seen  anywhere. 


CHAPTER  VII. 


THE     NIGHTJARS,    BEE-EATERS    AND 
KINGFISHERS. 


Bee-eaters. 


How   shall  I   describe  a  Goatsucker?     If  you  are 
walking  by  day  in    scrubby  ground  on  some  still 


THE  NIGHTJARS,    BEE-EATERS  &  KINGFISHERS.     43 

unreclaimed  part,  say,  of  Cumballa  Hill,  and  a  brown- 
ish bird  starts  from  under  a  bush  at  your  foot  and  flies, 
with  jerky  strokes  of  its  very  long  wings,  for  a  dis- 
tance of  twenty  or  thirty  yards,  and  then  drops  under 
a  bush  again,  it  is  a  Goatsucker.  You  have  disturbed 
it  in  its  sleep.  Or  after  sunset,  in  the  dusk  of  the 
evening,  you  may  come  upon  it  sitting  in  the  dust, 
right  in  the  middle  of  the  road,  in  some  unfrequented 
neighbourhood.  It  will  jump  up  suddenly  as  often 
as  you  approach  it,  and  fly  before  you  for  a  little  dis- 
tance, then  drop  into  the  middle  of  the  road  again  and 
squat,  looking  just  like  a  large  frog,  or  toad,  dimly 
seen.  This  is  how  it  spends  the  night,  or  rather,  I 
should  say,  the  times  of  dusk  and  dawn,  for  I  believe 
it  sleeps  at  midnight.  At  intervals  it  springs  up  and 
takes  a  circuit,  performing  somersaults  and  other 
antics  in  the  air.  It  is  catching  moths  or  beetles. 
Sometimes  it  perches  on  a  bough  of  a  low  tree,  not 
across  it,  as  any  other  bird  would,  but  along  it.  Such 
is  a  Goatsucker  in  the  bush.  In  the  hand  it  is  a  weird 
thing,  with  a  flat  head  and  very  large,  lustrous,  dark 
eyes,  like  those  of  the  heroine  in  a  penny  dreadful. 
Its  feet  are  small  and  its  bill  is  a  mere  apology,  but 
its  head  is  almost  split  in  two  by  the  width  of  its  gape. 
Its  soft  plumage  is  very  beautiful,  but  hardly  de- 
scribable.  It  consists  of  earthy  and  ashy  and  reddish 
shades,  mottled,  barred,  or  curiously  pencilled  with 
darker  tints. 

This  bird  is  called  a  Goatsucker  from  its  wicked 
habit  of  milking  domestic  goats.  In  modern  books 
of  Natural  History  you  will  find  this  habit  denied  and 
the  bird  called  a  Nightjar,  but  they  cannot  get  rid  of 
its  Latin  name,  Caprimulgus,  with  which  it  has  been 


44     THE  NIGHTJARS,   BEE-EATERS  &  KINGFISHERS. 

branded  from  the  days  of  Pliny.  The  Goatsuckers,  or 
Nightjars,  belong,  of  course,  to  the  Tribe  Fissirostres. 
There  are  half-a-dozen  species  of  them  in  India,  of 
which  one  occurs  in  Bombay.  I  have  only  caught 
occasional  glimpses  of  it,  but  it  can  be  no  other  than 
Caprimulgus  asiaticus,  the  Common  Indian  Nightjar. 
Its  voice  is  a  strange  sound  and  has  been  compared 
to  a  small  stone  skimming  along  on  ice.  All  the 
members  of  this  family  lay  their  eggs,  only  two,  on 
the  bare  ground,  in  the  hot  season.  They  are  of  a 
pale  salmon,  or  stone  colour,  patched  and  blurred 
with  purplish  brown. 

The  next  family  of  the  Fissirostres  contains  the  Bee- 
eaters.  Everybody  knows  the  little  grass-green  bird, 
with  a  long  bill  and  two  long,  thin  feathers,  outgrow- 
ing the  rest  of  its  tail  by  a  couple  of  inches,  which  sits 
on  a  twig,  or  telegraph  wire,  and  darts  after  passing 
flies  ;  but  I  have  met  many  who  did  not  know  what  to 
call  it.  It  is  the  Common  Indian  Bee-eater  ( ' Merops 
viridis).  In  Bombay  it  is  to  be  seen  everywhere  from 
the  end  of  the  rains  till  the  beginning  of  the  hot 
season,  but  disappears  in  the  interval.  Yet  it  is  not 
ranked  as  a  migratory  bird,  and  it  is  not  so  in  the 
usual  sense.  It  only  leaves  us  during  the  breeding 
season,  because  it  cannot  find  comfortable  family 
quarters  in  our  island.  It  makes  its  nest  in  a  burrow, 
as  long  as  a  man's  arm,  which  it  digs  for  itself.  Its 
only  pickaxe  is  its  own  slender  beak,  so  it  seeks  some 
river  bank,  or  similar  situation,  where  the  soil  is 
soft.  At  such  a  place  hundreds  of  them  will  congre- 
gate and  bring  up  their  young  in  company.  That  busi- 
ness over,  they  disperse  again  and  pursue  their  useful 
mission  of  keeping  down  the  flies  ;  for  though  they 


THE    NIGHTJARS,   BEE-EATERS  &  KINGFISHERS.     45 

are  certainly  fond  of  bees,  they  do  not  confine  them- 
selves to  that  diet.  The  little  Bee-eater  has  always 
been  a  favourite  of  mine.  Wherever  and  whenever  you 
meet  it,  it  looks  bright,  happy,  sociable  and  good- 
humoured.  No  one  ever  saw  Bee-eaters  quarrel- 
ling. Indeed,  they  appear  to  be  so  pleased  with  each 
other's  society  that  they  always  sleep  together,  hun- 
dreds sometimes  in  one  tree.  They  are  very  particu- 
lar about  their  personal  appearance,  taking  a  dust  bath 
frequently  in  the  middle  of  the  road,  and  trimming 
their  feathers  with  care.  And  they  have  a  personal 
appearance  worth  paying  attention  to.  The  general 
colour  is  a  vivid  green,  but  the  effect  is  heightened  by 
the  most  tasteful  little  touches  of  other  hues.  The 
back  of  the  head  and  neck  are  reddish  golden,  and 
there  is  an  expressive  black  stripe  across  the  eye. 
The  chin  and  throat  are  of  a  fine  verdigris  green, 
bordered  by  a  demi-collar  of  black.  The  quill  feathers 
are  reddish,  and  each  one  is  tipped  with  black :  the 
effect  of  this  is  very  fine  when  the  wing  is  stretched 
out  in  the  sunlight. 

Another  species,  which  Jerdon  calls  The  Blue-tailed 
Bee-eater  ( Merops phillipensis ),  is  pretty  common  at 
some  places  on  the  coast,  and  I  have  seen  it  in  Bom- 
bay. It  is  a  larger  bird  than  the  common  kind  and 
darker  in  colour. 

The  last  family  of  the  gape-mouthed  birds  with 
which  we  have  to  do  comprises  the  Kingfishers,  of 
which  we -have  two  species,  perhaps  I  should  say 
three.  The  White-breasted  Kingfisher  (Halcyon 
smyrnensis),  most  gorgeous  of  all  Bombay  birds,  is, 
I  hope,  familiar  to  everybody.  No  habit  of  observa- 
tion is  required  for  noticing  it  :  it  compels  notice. 


46      THE  NIGHTJARS,    BEE-EATERS  &  KINGFISHERS, 

Its  beak  is  coral  red  and  three  inches  long,  its  shirt 
front  spotless  white,  its  vest  and  also  its  whole  head 
and  neck  rich  chestnut  brown,  its  shoulders  glossy 
black,  and  the  rest  of  its  wings,  back  and  tail,  brilliant 
blue.  When  it  flies,  a  broad  white  band  opens  on  its 
wings.  The  White-breasted  Kingfisher  is  a  bird  of 
gardens  and  hence  fond  of  Bombay.  Wherever  there 
is  anything  like  a  tank,  or  pond,  or  even  a  shallow 
well  with  a  tree  overhanging  the  water,  there  you  will 
find  it.  It  will  even  visit  a  garden  tub  and  enjoy  a 
plunge  bath.  The  two  conditions'it  asks  for  are  shade 
and  water.  Doubtless  it  enjoys  these  itself,  but  that 
is  a  secondary  reason  for  its  seeking  them.  The  pri- 
mary reason  is  that  little  frogs  enjoy  them  and  it  enjoys 
little  frogs,  for,  though  a  member  of  a  fishing  caste,  it 
is  itself  but  a  poor  fisher.  It  is  happily  not  fastidious. 
Water  insects,  crabs,  anything  in  short  that  it  can 
catch  and  swallow,  is  welcome.  A  friend  of  mine  intro- 
duced one  into  an  immense  aviary,  in  which  he  kept 
a  great  variety  of  small  birds,  and  forthwith  the  little 
amadavats  began  to  disappear  rapidly  and  mys- 
teriously. He  caught  the  culprit  at  last  in  flagrante 
delicto  and  ejected  it.  The  White-breasted  Kingfisher 
lays  five  or  six  pure  white  eggs,  during  the  hot  sea- 
son, in  a  hole  in  a  bank,  or  in  the  side  of  a  well. 
This  bird  has  not  a  musical  voice:  few  brilliant  birds 
have.  Its  commonest  cry  is  a  rattling  scream,  which 
it  utters  when  flying  ;  but  it  has  also  a  shrill,  plaintive 
call,  which  seems  to  relieve  the  monotony  of  sitting 
alone,  watching  for  fishes. 

A  far  cleverer  fisher  is  the  little  bird  which  Jerdon 
calls  the  Common  Indian  Kingfisher  (Alcedo  ben- 
galensis  ),  but  which  is  now  admitted  to  be  identical 


THE  NIGHTJARS,   BEE-EATERS  &  KINGFISHERS.      47 

with  the  only  Kingfisher  found  in  England.  It  used 
to  be  regarded  as  a  distinct  species,  chiefly  because  it 
grows  to  a  larger  size  in  a  cold  climate  ;  but  so  does 
man.  It  is  a  little  bird,  about  the  size  of  a  sparrow, 
which  sits  on  twigs,  or  stones,  beside  all  waters, 
pointing  its  long,  sharp,  black  beak  this  way  and 
that  way,  as  it  scans  the  pools,  and  jerking  its  pert 
little  tail.  When  it  sees  a  chance,  it  takes  it  in- 
stantly, popping  obliquely  into  the  water  and  snap- 
ping up  the  fish  with  its  little  forceps  in  a  trice. 
When  it  emerges,  the  fish  is  across  its  beak,  in 
which  position  it  cannot  be  swallowed  ;  so  the 
bird  alights  on  a  stone  and  knocks  the  slippery 
morsel  about  in  a  business-like  way  until  it  gets 
hold  of  it  endways  with  the  head  pointing  throat- 
wards.  Then  the  fish  disappears  suddenly.  The  Com- 
mon Kingfisher  lives  almost  exclusively  on  fishes  from 
one  to  two  inches  in  length,  and  wherever  these  are 
to  be  found  you  will  find  it.  There  are  usually  a 
pair  together,  which  have  their  own  preserves  and 
drive  off  every  intruder.  They  fly  from  pool  to  pool, 
straight  and  swiftly,  just  above  the  surface  of  the 
water,  answering  to  each  other  in  shrill  chirps.  They 
lay  five,  six,  or  even  seven,  eggs,  in  a  hole  in  a 
bank,  which  they  dig  for  themselves.  From  March 
till  June  is  the  season.  The  Common  Kingfisher  is 
a  lovely  bird,  though  less  dazzling  than  the  last 
species.  The  head  is  dusky,  speckled  with  blue,  the 
rest  of  the*  upper  parts  are  blue,  or  greenish  blue, 
brightest  on  the  back,  and  the  whole  of  the  under- 
parts  are  the  colour  of  bright  rust.  There  is  a  strik- 
ing crescent-shaped  patch  of  pure  white  on  each  side 
of  the  neck, 


48     THE  NIGHTJARS,   BEE-EATERS  &  KINGFISHERS. 

I  said  that  perhaps  a  third  species  might  be 
included  among  the  Common  Birds  of  Bombay. 
I  meant  the  beautiful  speckled  bird  (Jerdon's  Pied 
Kingfisher,  Ceryle  rudis),  which  is  so  common  on 
the  Poona  river  and  on  all  rivers  and  large 
tanks  and  backwaters.  I  have  seen  a  pair  of  them 
fishing  on  some  flooded  ground  near  Dadar  station. 
This  is  the  cleverest  fisher  of  the  whole  tribe.  It  will 
not  work  from  a  perch,  but  hovers  like  a  Kestril, 
ten  or  fifteen  feet  above  the  water,  with  its  long  bill 
pointed  downwards,  and  drops  perpendicularly  on 
its  prey.  Jerdon  says  that  he  never  saw  one  plunge 
into  the  water  and  come  out  without  a  fish. 
They  always  hunt  in  pairs,  cheering  each  other  with 
shrill  cries,  and  stopping  now  and  then  to  rest  on  a 
wall  and  get  their  breath.  Like  the  rest,  they  lay 
their  eggs  in  holes  from  February  to  April. 


CHAPTER   VIII. 


THE    PARROTS.! 

THE  second  tribe  of  the  perching  birds  is  the 
Scansores 
or  Climb- 
ers, which 
comp  rise 
the  Parrots, 
Woodpeck- 
e  r  s,  and 
Cue  koos. 
In  all  these 
the  outer 
toe  of  each 
foot  is  turn- 
ed back,  so 
that  two 
toes  point 
fo  r  w  a  r  d  s 
and  two 
backwards . 
This  a  r  - 
ran  gem  e  n  t 
gives  the 
foot  a  pecu- 
liarly firm  grasp,  and  leads  to  a  difference  in  gait 
which  every  one  has  noticed  who  ever  kept  a  Parrot. 
The  Parrot  does  not  sit  upright  and  hop  from  perch 
to  perch,  as  a  canary  docs  ;  it  clambers  about  the 


Prisoner. 


SO  PARROTS. 

cage  hand  over  hand,  or  rather,  foot  over  foot :  hence 
the  name,  Climbers.  Except  this  peculiarity  in  the 
form  of  the  foot,  Parrots  have  little  in  common  with 
Woodpeckers  or  Cuckoos,  and  in  all  modern  systems 
they  are  widely  separated,  being,  as  I  have  already 
said,  ranked  in  an  order  by  themselves  and  placed 
near  the  Owls.  They  have  proportionally  a  larger 
brain  than  almost  any  other  birds,  and  the  tongue, 
which  is  thick  and  fleshy,  is  endowed  with  a  very 
discriminating  sense  of  taste.  They  have  also,  as  a 
rule,  a  fine  ear.  The  short,  curved,  bill  is  partly 
covered  with  a  cere  cf  bare  skin,  a  feature  in  which 
they  resemble  the  birds  of  prey. 

India  possesses  a  good  many  representatives  of  the 
family,  but,  with  a  single  exception,  they  all  belong  to 
one  division  of  it,  namely,  the  Parrakeets,  which 
are  green  birds  of  moderate  size,  with  long  tails. 
Cockatoos,  Macaws,  true  Parrots,  Lories,  are  all 
absent  from  India.  And  of  the  Parrakeets,  only 
one,  the  Rose-ringed,  or  Common,  Parrakeet,  makes 
its  home  in  Bombay.  I  was  once  told  by  a  gentle- 
man, whose  memory  must  have  gone  back  to  the 
early  fifties,  that  even  this  was  a  recent  settler. 
He  said  that  when  he  came  to  Bombay  there  were 
no  Parrots.  Statements  of  this  kind,  except  from 
very  careful  observers,  must  be  received  with  caution, 
but  it  is  not  impossible  that  the  wild  Parrots, 
which  now  swarm  about  Malabar  Hill,  are  for  the  most 
part  descendants  of  escaped  prisoners.  For  Bombay 
has  long  been  a  veritable  Botany  Bay  to  this  perse- 
cuted race.  Hundreds  upon  hundreds  every 
season  are  drafted  from  the  mainland  to  the  great 
slave  mart  in  the  Crawford  Market,  crowded  together 


PARROTS.  51 

in  dark  and  noisome  baskets,  like  slaves  in  a  dhow. 
Thence  they  find  their  way  to  every  lane  and 
alley  in  the  native  town,  where  they  spend  the  short 
remainder  of  their  days  in  little  iron  and  tin  prisons, 
with  a  cold,  cutting  wire  to  perch  on,  and  nothing  to 
do.  Happily,  a  great  many  escape  through  the  care- 
lessness of  their  keepers,  and,  though  the  short, 
ragged  tail,  dirty  plumage,  and  uneasy  manner,  betray 
them  for  a  time,  they  soon  adapt  themselves  again 
to  wild  life. 

This  bird  scarcely  needs  description.  The  female 
is  green  all  over,  while  the  male  has  a  rosy  collar  and 
black  necktie.  The  beak  is  coral  red.  The  scientific 
name  of  this  species  is  Paloeornis  torquatus*  There 
is  a  much  larger  bird,  Paloeornis  eupatria,  called 
by  Jerdon  the  Alexandrine  Parrakeet,  because  it  is 
the  kind  which  Alexander  the  Great  is  supposed 
to  have  taken  back  with  him  from  India.  It  is 
much  the  same  in  colour,  except  that  the  male  has  a 
patch  of  red  on  each  wing  and  all  the  tints  are  coarser. 
It  learns  to  speak  better  than  the  common  one,  and  a 
good  many  are  kept  in  Bombay  as  pets.  Of  course 
they  escape  too,  but  they  have  never  effected  a  settle- 
ment in  the  island.  Then  there  is  the  lovely  little 
Rose-headed,  or,  as  Blandford  aptly  names  it,  Blossom- 
headed,  Parrakeet  (P.  rosa).  The  whole  head  of  the  male 
is  rosy,  that  of  the  female  plum-blue,  and  the  beak 
in  both  sexes  is  light  yellow.  These  are  also  on 
sale  in  the  Crawford  Market  in  hundreds,  and  I  do 
not  know  why  one  never  sees  them  wild  in  Bombay. 
But  the  little  Blossom-head  is  nowhere  a  garden 
bird.  It  swarms  on  the  coast,  ravaging  the  corn- 
fields, in  spite  of  little  boys  on  mutchans  slinging 


52  PARROTS. 

stones  and  hurling  anathemas.  All  the  Parrakeets 
lay  white  eggs,  usually  four,  in  a  hole,  about  the 
beginning  of  the  year.  A  hole  in  either  a  tree  or  a 
wall  will  do,  and  I  have  seen  a  pair  prospecting  a 
little  architectural  orifice  in  the  dome  of  the 
Mahaluxmee  temple.  I  said  that,  with  one  exception, 
the  Parrots  of  India  belonged  to  the  group  distin- 
guished as  Parrakeets.  The  exception  is  the  Indian 
Lorikeet  (Loriculus  vernalis),  that  quaint  little 
grass-green  bird,  with  crimson  back  and  blue  throat, 
about  the  size  of  a  sparrow,  which  is  offered  for  sale 
in  pairs  under  the  name  of  Lovebird.  It  lives  on 
plantains  and  soft  fruits,  and  sleeps  hanging  by  its 
feet  from  the  top  of  its  cage.  This  is  one  of  the  birds 
of  Bombay,  though  I  daresay  few  know  it.  It  flies 
very  swiftly,  and  when  it  alights  among  foliage  as 
green  as  itself,  it  is  practically  invisible  ;  so  it  escapes 
observation  ;  but  its  sharp,  triple  chirp,  always 
uttered  when  flying,  may  be  heard  about  the  lower 
road  to  Malabar  Point. 


CHAPTER     IX, 


THE  CUCKOOS. 

CUCKOO  is  properly  the  name  of  a  particular  migra- 
t  ory  bi  rd, 
which  spends 
the  spring 
and  summer 
in  Europe 
and  the  win- 
ter in  warmer 
latitudes 
(India,  for 
example), 
and  is  noto- 
r  i  o  u  s  for 
shirking  its 
parental  res- 
ponsibilities 
and  foisting 
its  offspring 
upon  other 
birds  to 
bring  up. 
But  the  name 
is  applied  to  Pied  Crested  Ciickoo. 

a  whole  group  of  birds  which  resemble  the  European 
Cuckoo  in  structure  and  have  the  same  disreputable 
habit.  There  are  many  species  of  the  family  in  India, 


54  THE    CUCKOOS. 

and  all,  like  the  home  bird,  are  better  known  to  the 
ear  than  the  eye.  The  most  familiar  of  them  all  is 
the  Koel  (Eudynamys  orientalis,  or  honorata).  It  is 
a  great  black  fowl  almost  as  large  as  a  crow,  with  a 
much  longer  tail  and  a  green  bill.  That  is  the  male. 
The  female  is  of  a  dark-greenish  dusky  hue,  spotted 
and  banded  with  white.  But  the  Koel  is  seldom 
seen.  It  is — 

No  bird,  but  an  invisible  thing", 
A  voice,  a  mystery. 

Early  in  the  morning,  through  the  hottest  hours 
of  the  day,  late  in  the  evening,  sometimes  in  the 
dead  of  night,  its  loud  and  mellow  voice  calls  to  us 
in  a  rising  crescendo,  "  Who-be-you?  Who-be-you  ? 
Who-be-you  ?  "  And  we  call  it  the  Brain-fever  Bird. 
We  are  strange  and  whimsical  creatures.  An  old 
English  poet  complains— 

For  here  hath  ben  the  lend  cuckovv- 
I  pray  to  God  will  fire  her  bren. 

But  the  fashion  has  changed  now,  and  the  lend 
cuckow  has  become  a  favourite  of  the  poets.  It  is 
the  u  darling  of  the  spring,"  a  "blessed  bird,"  and 
its  note  is  a  "  mellow  May  song,  clear  and  loud." 
Meanwhile,  its  own  cousin  in  India  is  the  Brain-fever 
Bird.  Yet  the  Koel  also  is  a  darling  of  the  spring. 
It  does  not  altogether  leave  us  in  winter,  but  at  that 
season  it  is  silent.  As  the  weather  grows  warm  it 
begins  to  utter  its  joyful  note,  and  its  spirits  rise  with 
the  temperature  ;  in  May  it  cannot  contain  itself  at  any 
hour  of  the  twenty-four.  One  is  prompted  to  ask, 
What  is  all  the  excitement  about  ?  That  is  easily  an- 
swered. In  May  the  crows  are  busy  building  their 
qests,  and  it  is  to  them  that  the  Koel  intends  to  com- 


THE    CUCKOOS.  55 

mit  the  care  of  its  offspring.  The  crows  seem  to  have 
a  shrewd  suspicion  that  they  are  played  upon  in  some 
way  by  the  Koel,  and  they  never  see  the  bird  without 
mobbing  him,  but  he  dives  into  some  thick  tree  with 
loud  screams,  and  dodges  them  among  the  foliage, 
while  the  silent  and  insidious  hen  Koel  takes  advan- 
tage of  their  absence  to  drop  an  egg  or  two  into  their 
nests.  Crows  cannot  count  above  three  at  the  most, 
and  the  new  egg  is  not  unlike  their  own,  so  they 
never  discover  the  trick,  and  when  the  young  bird 
grows  up  and  develops  its  long  tail,  they  are  quite 
proud  of  it.  Only  yesterday  I  saw  a  pair  of  crows 
fondly  feeding  a  clamorous  young  Koel,  together 
with  its  foster  brother,  their  own  child.  It  was  hun- 
gry and  clamorous  too,  but  the  Koel  appeared  to  be 
the  favourite  with  the  parents.  The  European  Cuckoo 
coolly  ejects  the  rightful  occupants  of  the  nest  and 
takes  their  inheritance.  The  young  Koel  is  not  so 
base. 

There  is  another  Cuckoo  whose  voice  is  more  de- 
pressing to  me  than  that  of  the  Koel,  and  it  is 
more  persistent ;  at  least,  it  cries  more  in  the  night. 
Its  Latin  name,  Cacomantis  passerinus  (in  Jerdon, 
Polyphasia  nigra\  is  particularly  happy.  Jerdon  calls 
it  the  Plaintive  Cuckoo,  and  likens  its  cry  to  the 
syllables,  Kaveer,  Kaveer,  Kaveer.  It  is  also  black, 
or  dark  ashy,  and  long-tailed  like  the  Koel,  but  it  is 
a  little  bird.  Its  eggs  have  been  found  in  the  nests 
of  wren-warblers,  bulbuls,  and  other  small  birds.  It 
is  seldom  seen. 

Neither  of  these  two  Cuckoos  is  nearly  so  common 
in  Bombay  as  on  the  mainland.  But  there  is  another 
species  which  appears  to  prefer  our  island  to  any 


56  "THE    CUCKOOS. 

other  part  of  India.  This  is  the  Pied-Crested  Cuckoo 
(Coccystes  jacobinus),  a  very  handsome  bird,  much 
like  a  magpie  in  colour,  but  smaller  and  slighter  in 
build.  The  under-parts  and  a  bar  across  the  wings 
are  pure  white,  all  the  rest  of  it  is  glossy  black,  and 
an  elegant,  pointed  crest  gives  style  to  its  head.  It 
has  a  loud,  clear,  excited  cry,  but  is  not  so  addicted 
to  needless  reiteration  as  the  last  two.  The  crows 
appear  to  be  under  some  misapprehension  with  re- 
gard to  this  bird,  and  persecute  it  even  more  savagely 
than  the  Koel.  Almost  every  specimen  I  have  had 
in  my  hands  has  been  rescued  from  an  avenging  mob 
of  crows  when  it  had  no  strength  to  go  further.  There 
is  no  ground,  as  far  as  I  know,  for  their  hatred,  for 
this  species  does  not  interfere  with  their  domestic  life, 
but  commits  its  offspring  to  the  Seven  Brothers. 
The  pied  youngster  grows  up  as  one  of  the  brother- 
hood, and  is  treated  brotherly,  but  its  wild  gypsy 
nature  is  stronger  than  habit  and  it  leaves  them  as 
soon  as  it  is  able  to  take  care  of  itself. 

That  great,  awkward,  black  bird,  with  reddish 
chestnut  wings  and  a  long  tail,  which  is  known  by 
various  nicknames,  such  as  Crow  Pheasant,  or  Jungle 
Cock,  is  classed  among  the  Cuckoos,  though  it  does 
not  lay  its  eggs  in  the  nests  of  other  birds,  but  makes 
one  for  itself  and  brings  up  its  own  family  respect- 
ably. It  is  the  Coucal,  Centropits  rufipennis.  It  is 
hardly  a  common  Bombay  bird,  but  it  is  very  common 
in  the  surrounding  country  and  has  been  seen,  I 
think,  within  municipal  limits. 


CHAPTER  X. 


THE  WOODPECKER  AND  THE 
COPPERSMITH. 

I  HAVE  met  with  only  one  species  of  Woodpecker 
in  B  o  m- 
bay,  .  but 
it  is  fairly 
common. 
To  give  a 
d  e  s  c  r  i  p- 
tion  of  its 
colours  by 
which  one 
who  d  i  d 
not  know 
it  would 
be  likely  to 
recog  n  i  s  e 
it,  is  not 
easy  ;  but 
anybody 
who  has 
once  seen 
a  Wood- 
pecker 
will  know 
i  t  again, 
for  there 


is  no  other 


The  Coppersmith. 


bird  like  it.     It  does  not  perch  among  the  branches  of 

8 


58    THE    WOODPECKER    AND    THE    COPPERSMITH. 

a  tree,  like  the  other  fowls  of  the  air,  but  runs  up  the 
trunk  and  boughs  like  a  squirrel,  clinging  with  its 
strong  claws  and  propping  itself  up  with  its  short,  stiff 
tail.  Its  head,  set  crosswise  on  the  thin,  supple  neck, 
looks  like  the  hammer  of  a  gun,  and  it  stops  at 
intervals  to  hammer  fiercely  at  the  trunk  of  the  tree. 
Its  blows  are  delivered  with  extraordinary  rapidity  and 
energy  ;  indeed,  all  its  actions  are  impulsive  and  hasty. 
The  Woodpecker's  trade  is  a  curious  one.  While 
other  birds  are  hunting  for  all  sorts  of  insects  that  fly 
in  the  air,  or  crawl  on  the  ground,  or  hide  among  the 
leaves  of  trees,  it  lays  siege  to  those  which  fancy  they 
have  defied  their  enemies  by  burrowing  into  the  solid 
trunk.  Its  beak  is  a  regular  chisel,  square  at  the 
point,  with  an  edge  kept  always  sharp,  on  what  grind- 
stone I  know  not.  Its  tongue,  which  can  be  thrust  out 
for  a  distance  of  three  or  four  inches,  is  armed  at  the 
point  with  strong  and  sharp  hooks,  and  also  smeared, 
I  think,  with  birdlime,  so  that  it  forms  at  once  a  very 
searching  and  a  fast  holding  instrument.  I  remember 
once  watching  a  pair  of  Woodpeckers  which  had  dis- 
covered the  burrow  of  some  fat  timber  grub  and  were 
determined  to  have  it  out.  They  first  thrust  their  bills 
in  at  the  entrance,  but  evidently  the  occupant  had 
retired  beyond  the  reach  of  their  tongues.  Then  they 
tried  to  tap  the  burrow  some  inches  further  down. 
For  a  quarter  of  an  hour  they  hammered  away  with 
almost  painful  energy,  but  the  wood  proved  to  be 
perfectly  sound  and  very  hard.  Then  they  tried 
another  point  and  another,  returning  every  now  and 
then  to  the  orifice  to  thrust  in  their  tongues  and  take 
the  exact  direction  of  the  hole.  At  last  their  patience 
or  their  strength,  wore  out,  and,  with  a  cry  of  impa- 


THE    WOODPECKER    AND    THE    COPPERSMITH.   59 

tience,  they  darted  off  in  quest   of  something  more 
promising. 

Our  one  Woodpecker  is  a  little  bird,  scarcely  bigger 
than  a  bulbul,  but  more  stoutly  built.  It  is  the 
Yellow-fronted  Woodpecker  of  Jerdon  (Picus  mah- 
rattensis),  a  striking  and  beautifully  coloured  bird. 
The  head  is  bright  yellowish  brown,  or  brownish 
yellow,  the  crown  of  the  male  being  adorned  with  a 
scarlet  crest.  The  throat  is  white  and  so  are  the  sides 
of  the  face  and  neck.  This  gives  a  peculiar  piquancy 
to  the  sharp  countenance  of  the  keen  little  bird.  The 
shoulders,  wings,  and  tail  are  black,  speckled  with 
white,  but  the  lower  part  of  the  back  is  pure  white.  It 
wears  a  4<  stomacher  "of  bright  scarlet,  but  this  you 
will  not  see  unless  you  have  the  bird  in  your  hand. 
Like  most  of  its  kind,  it  generally  goes  in  pairs,  one 
following  the  other  from  tree  to  tree,  with  short, 
sharp,  impatient  cries.  They  lay  their  eggs,  from 
February  to  March,  in  a  deep  hole  in  some  dead 
branch  of  a  tree.  Of  course  they  make  the  hole  them- 
selves, working  like  navvies.  The  Red  Woodpecker 
(Micropternus  gularis),  having  rather  a  weak  bill, 
saves  itself  this  labour  by  burrowing  into  the  nests  of 
tree  ants,  and  brings  up  its  family  among  them.  No- 
body has  yet  discovered  how  it  "  squares"  the  vicious 
little  ants.  We  in  the  same  situation  would  be  bitten 
to  death  in  half  an  hour.  This  species  is  common  in 
the  country  round  about,  and  is  very  likely  to  be  found 
in  Bombay,  but  I  have  not  seen  it.  The  great 
Golden  Back  (Brachypternus  aurantius)  may  occa- 
sionally visit  us  too. 

When  a  native  Coppersmith  has  roughly  shaped  out 
a  kettle,  or  handy,  the  next  thing  he  does  is  to   put  it 


60    THE    WOODPECKER    AND    THE    COPPERSMITH. 

on  a  small  iron  anvil  and  hammer  it  patiently  for 
hours,  I  cannot  say  certainly  what  purpose  this 
serves,  but  it  is  the  proper  thing  to  do,  and  every 
Coppersmith's  workshop  resounds  with  the  monoton- 
ous clink  of  the  small  hammer.  And  on  the  very  top 
of  a  tree  near  by  sits  a  little  bird,  possessed  with  the 
conviction  that  the  proper  thing  for  it  to  do  during  all 
the  hottest  hours  of  the  day  is  to  cry,  in  a  sharp, 
metallic  voice,  took,  took,  took,  nodding  its  head  the 
while  and  turning  from  side  to  side.  The  likeness 
between  the  voice  of  the  bird  and  the  hammer  of  the 
man  has  struck  Englishman  and  Hindu  alike,  and  the 
name  of  Coppersmith  has  taken  hold  of  the  bird  in  the 
languages  of  both.  But  in  science  it  is  the  Crimson- 
breasted  Barbet  (Xantholcema  indicd].  The  Barbets 
are  placed  by  Jerdon  next  the  Woodpeckers,  which 
they  resemble  in  some  respects  and  not  at  all  in  others. 
While  the  Woodpeckers  eat  nothing  but  insects,  the 
Barbets  live  almost  entirely  on  fruit.  I  once  kept  a 
Coppersmith  for  some  weeks,  and  tried  it  with  insects 
of  various  kinds,  but  it  refused  them  all  and  lived  on 
plantains  and  dried  dates.  Yet  I  have  seen  one 
catching  flying  white  ants  in  the  air.  The  Barbets 
also  perch,  like  common  birds,  instead  of  clambering 
about  trunks.  But  they  lay  their  eggs  in  holes,  which 
they  make  for  themselves,  and  then  they  are  true 
Woodpeckers  for  the  time,  clinging  with  their  feet 
and  hammering  fiercely  with  their  stout  bills.  Their 
holes  are  sometimes  several  feet  deep,  and  Jerdon  says 
that  they  go  on  deepening  them  from  year  to  year. 

The  Coppersmith  is  a  bird  about  the  size  of  a 
sparrow,  but  more  dumpy  altogether,  with  a  shorter 
tail  and  heavier  bill.  Its  colour  is  green  above,  a 


II  IK    WOODPECKER    AND    THE    COPPERSMITH.   6 1 

dark  but  rich  and    shiny  green,  while  the  under-parts    fl^  ^  <y 
are   whitish,   coarsely  streaked    with  green.     Its  fore-    <  / 
head  and  a  sort  of  collar   under  the  throat  are  bright  , 
crimson,   but   the   throat  itself  and    a   patch  on  each  !j 
side  of  the  face,  round  the  eye,  are  pale  yellow.     The  b^< 
bird  is   gaudy    rather    than  neat,    and  its    figure  and   •"'• 
gait   are   clumsy.     It  flies    very    straight   and   rather 
swiftly,    but     may   generally    be   recognised   by   its 
figure.     Its  favourite  food  is  the  fig  of  the  banian  tree. 
When   a  banian   tree   is  in    full  fruit,   crowded  with 
crows  and  mynas,    you  will    not  look   in  vain  for  the 
Coppersmith,    less   conspicuous   and   obtrusive  than 
the  others,  but  holding  its  own  and  repelling  interfer- 
ence with  open  beak  and  curious,  snarling  noises.    It 
lays  its   three  white  eggs  about  the  beginning  of  the 
hot  season,  in  a  hole  in  a  tree,  as  I  have  already  said. 

Every  one  who  has  visited  Matheran,  or  Khandalla, 
during  April  or  May,  must  know  the  "  Kootroo,  " 
which  "tires  the  echoes"  of  every  valley  with  its 
ringing  repetition  of  its  own  name,  Koor-r-r,  kootroo, 
kootroo,  kootroo.  It  is  also  a  species  of  Barbet,  much 
larger  than  the  Coppersmith,  and  of  a  bright,  grass- 
green  colour.  It  abounds  on  the  ghauts  everywhere, 
and  further  down  the  coast  it  may  be  met  with  even 
at  the  level  of  the  sea,  but  only  where  there  are  well- 
wooded  valleys.  It  will  not  live  in  Bombay. 


CHAPTER  XL 


THE  SUNBIRDS  AND  THE  HOOPOE. 

THE  nextTribe  of  Perching  Birds  is 
or  T  h  i  n  _ 
bills,  the 
most  ill- 
assorted 
group,  I 
think,  o  f 
the  whole 
system. 
Modern 
classifica. 
t i  o  n  has 
scattere  d 
it,  of  course. 
The  bond of 


union 


as 


the  name 
implies,  is  a 
long  and 
slender  bill, 
but  some 
birds  have 
to  be  in- 


Sunbirds. 


eluded,  by  reason  of  other  marks  of  affinity,  whose 
bills  are  neither  long  nor  slender,  while  the  snipe 
and  curlew  are  excluded  because  they  do  not  come 


THE  SUNBIRDS  AND  THE  HOOPOE.      63 

into  the  order  of  Perching-  Birds  at  all.  However,  we 
are  not  concerned  with  the  merits  of  this  or  that  system 
of  classification.  It  is  enough  to  remember  that  in 
Jerdon's  book  and  Barnes  and  all  Mr.  A.  O.  Hume's 
publications,  certain  of  the  most  striking  and  attractive 
of  our  birds,  namely,  the  Sunbirds,  or  Honey-suckers, 
and  the  Hoopoe,  will  be  found  in  this  Tribe. 

Sunbirds  are  not  the  same  as  Humming-birds.  The 
Humming-bird,  u  Half  bird,  half  fly,  the  fairy  king 
of  flowers,"  belongs  to  the  peculiar  glories  of  the 
New  World.  But  its  place  in  the  old  is  taken  by  the 
Sunbird,  and  there  are  so  many  outward  resemblances 
between  them  that  it  was  natural  at  first  to  regard 
them  as  very  nearly  allied.  Their  anatomy,  however, 
shows  that  they  are  radically  different,  and  we  must 
conclude  that  their  outward  likeness  depends  upon 
the  fact  that  they  are  called  upqn  to  fill  a  similar  place 
in  the  economy  of  things.  We  are  all  moulded  by  the 
conditions  of  our  life.  Men  of  the  same  trade  in  differ- 
ent countries  will  show  similar  traits  of  character,  or 
even  a  similarity  of  feature,  in  spite  of  all  national 
divergences.  The  Koli  women  of  this  coast  are  dis- 
tinguished from  the  women  of  all  other  castes  by  a 
volubility  of  vituperative  eloquence  which  betrays  at 
once  that  they  are  "  fish-wives, "  and  the  barber  is  the 
town  gossip  here  as  in  Europe.  So  the  warm-blooded 
whale,  living  always  in  water,  has  turned  its  limbs 
into  fins  and  assumed  the  mask  of  a  cold-blooded  fish, 
while  the  Australian  Platypus  has  its  snout  trans- 
formed into  a  bill  like  a  duck,  for  it  lives  the  life  of  a 
duck.  Examples  of  this  kind  are  so  common  in  nature 
that  we  need  not  be  surprised  to  find  Sunbirds  exhibit- 
ing a  likeness  to  Humming-birds  in  those  character- 


64  THE    StJNBlRDS    AND    THE    HOOPOE. 

istics  which  fit  the  latter  for  their  peculiar  butterfly 
life  ;  but  it  is,  indeed,  curious  that  they  should  even 
be  clad,  like  them,  with  a  radiance  given  to  no  other 
birds.  What  is  the  connection  between  a  diet  of 
nectar  and  a  vesture  of  rainbow?  A  poetic  fitness  I 
can  see,  but  science  is  prosaic  and  wants  a  reason 
why.  I  am  afraid  we  shall  not  solve  the  riddle  until 
we  know  a  great  deal  more  than  we  yet  do  of  the 
meaning  of  colour. 

Our  commonest  Sunbird  (Arachnecthra  zeylonica) 
seen  at  a  distance,  and  in  a  dull  light,  is  a  tiny  bird  of 
a  dark  brown  colour,  except  on  the  breast  and  lower 
parts,  which  are  yellow.  But  see  it  at  close  quarters, 
with  the  sun  shining  on  it,  as  its  admiring  mate  sees 
it  !  The  top  of  its  head  glitters  with  a  hue  which 
Jerdon  defines  as  "  bright,  metallic,  glossy  green," 
while  Mr.  Gates  calls  it  "  metallic  lilac."  Perhaps 
one  looked  at  it  from  the  front  and  the  other  from 
behind.  Its  throat  and  the  whole  of  its  back  glow  with 
the  tints  of  an  amethyst,  the  shoulders  and  wings  are 
of  the  richest  maroon  red  (Mr.  Gates  says  "  dull  crim- 
son "),  and  the  tail  is  black.  The  admiring  mate  is 
herself  dressed  in  the  beauty  of  simplicity.  She  also 
is  yellow  on  the  under-parts,  but  paler  than  her  lord, 
\\hileher  head,  back,  and  wings  are  of  a  greenish 
dusky  colour.  Yet  the  effect  of  the  whole  is  very 
tasteful  and  pleasing.  They  are  a  loving  couple,  and 
I  think  the  union  is  for  life,  for  one  seldom  sees  a 
single  Sunbird.  Belt  and  other  observers  have  stated 
that  Humming-birds  frequent  flowers  less  for  the  nec- 
tar than  for  the  little  insects  in  them.  I  am  sure  this 
is  not  true  of  the  Sunbird.  It  eats  plenty  of  little 
insects,  especially  spiders,  but  it  seeks  flowers  for 


THE  SUNBIRDS  AND  THE  HOOPOE.      65 

their  nectar.  Sometimes  it  hovers  in  front  of  them, 
like  a  hawkmoth, exploring  their  recesses  with  its  long, 
tubular  tongue  ;  oftener  it  clings  with  its  minute? 
black  feet,  throwing  its  lithe  body  into  all  manner 
of  acrobatic  attitudes,  while  it  thrusts  its  slender, 
curved  bill  into  each  tube  in  turn.  And  "  between 
whiles  "  it  skips  about,  slapping  its  sides  with  its  tiny 
wings,  spreading  its  tail  like  a  fan,  and  ringing  out 
its  cheery  refrain,  ching-ching,  chikee,  chikee,  chikee, 
as  if  it  could  not  contain  all  the  happiness  that  rilled 
its  little  frame.  Suddenly  it  darts  off  to  another  tree, 
followed  by  its  faithful  mate,  both  traversing  the  air 
in  a  succession  of  bounds  and  sportive  spirals.  I  am 
glad  that  Sunbirds  are  never  caged,  but  cannot  help 
wondering  why.  I  once  caught  one  with  a  butterfly 
net  and  kept  it  for  two  months,  feeding  it  principally 
on  syrup. 

The  Sunbird's  nest  is  one  of  the  most  wonderful 
examples  of  bird  architecture  in  the  world.  It  is 
suspended  from  the  very  end  of  some  down-hanging 
branch,  often  in  an  exposed  situation  by  the  wayside. 
The  foundation  is  a  pear-shaped  bag  made  of  various 
fibres,  with  an  opening  on  one  side,  near  the  top. 
Over  the  opening  there  is  a  little  porch  to  keep 
out  sun  and  rain.  Having  finished  this,  the  bird 
turns  ragman  and  scours  the  country  for  scraps  of 
rubbish.  Fragments  of  bark,  moss,  lichens,  withered 
petals  of  flowers,  tags  of  white  silk  from  the  nests  of 
red  ants,  the  conglomerated  pellets  of  chewed  sawdust 
with  which  woodboring  caterpillars  conceal  the  en- 
trances to  their  burrows,  anything  in  short  that  looks 
old  and  shabby,  is  pounced  upon  and  brought  home 
and  carefully  stuck  about  the  outside  of  the  nest, 


66      THE  SUNBIRDS  AND  THE  HOOPOE. 

with  shreds  of  cobweb,  until  the  birds  feel  that  they 
have  made  their  future  home  a  thoroughly  disreput- 
able object,  like  nothing  so  much  as  the  unsightly 
collections  of  rubbish  which  one  often  sees  gathered 
about  the  ruins  of  the  deserted  web  of  some  large 
garden  spider.  And  this,  in  fact,  is  just  what  you  are 
meant  to  take  it  for.  Finally,  the  nest  is  well  stuffed 
inside  with  silk  cotton,  and  the  hen  bird  settles  down 
to  her  maternal  duties,  cozy  and  secure,  with  her  chin 
resting  on  the  window  sill,  so  that  she  can  see  the 
passers-by.  There  are  just  two  eggs,  of  a  greenish 
white  colour,  with  brown  spots  gathered  in  a  ring- 
round  the  larger  end.  But  as  a  rule,  I  think,  only 
one  of  the  two  is  hatched.  There  are  probably  two 
broods  in  the  year,  and  nests  may  be  found  at  any 
season.  They  last  long  after  the  birds  have  done 
with  them  and  are  common  objects  on  the  trees. 

Another  species  of  Sunbird,  which  Jerdon  calls  the 
Purple  Honeysucker  (Arachnecthra  asiatica),  may 
frequently  be  met  with  in  Bombay,  though  it  is  not 
nearly  so  common  here  as  in  the  Deccan.  The 
foundation  colour  of  this  kind  may  be  said  to  be 
black,  but  it  glitters  all  over  with  a  sheen  which 
ranges  from  green  to  purple.  The  female  is  very  like 
that  of  the  last.  I  have  seen  a  third  species  in 
Bombay,  the  rare  and  splendid  Arachnecthra  lotenia 
(Loten's  Sunbird),  which  Mr.  Gates  seems  to  say  is 
not  found  further  north  than  Ratnagiri.  It  is  very 
like  the  last,  but  is  larger  and  has  a  noticeably  longer 
and  more  curved  bill.  Two  other  very  lovely 
species  are  found  on  the  hills,  but  they  have  no  right 
to  a  place  in  this  paper.  We  have,  however,  one 
pther  bird  which  is  classed  by  Jerdon  with  the  Sun- 


THE  SUNBIRDS  AND  THE  HOOPOE.      67 

birds  and  called  a  Flowerpecker  (Dices um  minimum), 
but  it  has  none  of  the  splendid  colours  of  the  Sunbirds. 
It  is,  indeed,  a  bird  of  the  humblest  aspect,  of  a  uni- 
form grayish-greenish  colour,  only  paler  on  the  under- 
parts,  with  a  very  short  beak  and  tail  and  nothing 
striking  or  remarkable  about  it,  except  this,  that  it  is 
quite  the  smallest  bird  to  be  seen  in  Bombay.  By 
this  it  may  be  recognised,  and  by  its  fussiness,  for  it 
appears  to  be  charged  with  an  importance  quite  out 
of  proportion  to  its  size.  It  is  always  bustling  about 
and  uttering  its  one  note,  chick,  chick,  chick,  in  a  very 
loud  voice.  It  is  said  to  feed  upon  minute  insects  and 
flowerbuds,  but  I  do  not  recollect  that  I  ever  saw  it 
eating  anything  except  the  soft,  yellow  berries  of  the 
so-called  "Mistletoe"  (Loranthns],  which  burdens 
and  half  kills  all  our  old  mango  trees.  Of  course  it 
must  sometimes  eat  other  things,  but  I  do  not  think 
you  will  find  the  bird  far  from  the  plant. 

By  its  nest  the  Flowerpecker  is  a  Sunbird.  I  can 
remember  still  the  delight  with  which  I  first  beheld 
that  truly  exquisite  piece  of  workmanship.  In  its 
general  plan  it  is  the  same  as  the  nest  of  the  Sunbird, 
a  purse,  with  the  entrance  at  one  side,  hung  at  the  end 
of  a  branch  ;  but  there  is  a  difference  in  the  idea  that 
the  two  birds  work  up  to.  The  Sunbird,  trusting  to 
a  bare-faced  fraud,  almost  courts  observation,  while 
the  simple-minded  Flowerpecker  seeks  concealment. 
It  discards  all  superfluities,  builds  a  compact  little 
structure  of  silk  cotton  and  other  fibres,  hardly  larger 
than  a  duck's  egg,  and  hides  it  among  overhanging 
leaves.  I  am  sure  also  that  it  chooses  a  site,  if  possi- 
ble, near  to  a  colony  of  vicious  red  ants.  It  eludes 
their  notice  in  some  of  those  mysterious  ways  known 


68  THE    SUNBIRDS    AND    THE    HOOPOE. 

to  birds,  while  their  presence  is  a  protection  against 
prying  crows  and  squirrels.  The  nest  is  usually  built 
in  March  or  April,  and  the  eggs,  of  which  there  are  two 
(I  once  found  three),  are  pure  white,  just  like  little 
sugar  comfits. 

It  is  a  wide  step  from  the  Flowerpecker  to  the 
Hoopoe,  a  bird  about  the  size  of  a  Myna,  or  Starling, 
which  in  the  Fauna  of  British  India  appears  in  the 
company  of  Hornbills  and  Kingfishers.  If  I  could  get 
anybody  to  support  me,  I  would  advance  the  theory 
that  it  is  a  species  of  land  snipe.  Its  beak  is  more  than 
two  inches  in  length  and  very  slender,  and  just  as  the 
snipe  thrusts  its  sensitive  forceps  into  soft  mud  for 
aquatic  worms,  so  the  Hoopoe  probes  the  dry  land  and 
draws  out  "  ant-lions  "  and  other  subterranean  grubs. 
The  legs  of  the  snipe  are  long,  for  it  has  to  wade  in 
water,  but  those  of  the  Hoopoe  are  very  short  indeed, 
so  that  it  is  obliged  to  carry  its  body  very  level  in  order 
to  keep  its  tail  off  the  ground.  This,  together  with 
its  erect  neck  and  prim  gait,  gives  it  the  appearance 
of  being  a  very  precise  sort  of  person,  which  no 
doubt  it  is.  It  is  always  exquisitely  dressed,  in  a 
suit  of  reddish  fawn,  with  the  skirts  (called  in  bird 
language,  wings  and  tail)  of  some  black  material, 
with  broad  white  bars,  which  flash  out  with  beautiful 
effect  when  it  starts  to  fly.  On  its  crown  it  wears  a 
crest,  which  is  usually  folded  down  and  projects 
behind,  giving  its  head  and  neck  the  appearance  of 
a  toy  pickaxe  ;  but  at  times,  when  it  is  startled,  and 
always  in  the  act  of  alighting,  the  feathers  start  up 
into  a  lovely  corona  of  cinnamon  red  bordered  with 
black.  The  Hoopoe  is  found  all  over  India  and 
may  be  seen  occasionally  on  Cumballa  Hill  and 


THE  SUNBIRDS  AND  THE  HOOPOE.       69 

perhaps  in  other  parts  of  Bombay.  It  breeds  during 
the  hot  season,  in  holes  in  trees  or  walls,  but  I  do  not 
think  its  nest  is  likely  to  be  found  in  Bombay.  It  lays 
half-a-dozen  white  eggs,  or  more.  In  spite  of  the 
dainty  appearance  of  the  bird,  its  nest  gives  off  an 
abominable  stench,  the  cause  of  which  does  not 
appear  to  have  been  well  ascertained.  The  object 
may  be  to  keep  unwelcome  visitors  at  a  distance. 


CHAPTER  XII, 


THE  SHRIKE  AND  THE  KING  CROW. 


WE  come 
birds  which 
have  not 
gaping 
mouths,  nor 
long  and 
slender  bills, 
nor  any 
other  peculi- 
arity, which 
are,  in  short, 
just  ordinary 
"  d  i  c  k  y 
birds."  Cu- 
vier  divided 
these  into 
two  Tribes, 
d  i  stingui sh- 
ed by  their 


beaks 

their 

Those 

stout, 

bills, 


and 

food. 

with 

hard 

which 


now    to    a    mixed    multitude    of  little 


The  Butcher  Bird, 


eat       seeds, 

he    called  Conirostres  ;   and   the  insect    eaters,    with 

weaker  bills,   Dentirostres^  »because  they  have  gene- 


THE  SHRIKE:  AND  THE  KING  ckow.         71 

rally  a  tooth,  or  notch,  near  the  point  of  the  upper 
mandible.  The  division  is  a  natural  one  on  the 
whole,  or  would  be  if  we  could  get  rid  of  certain 
awkward  birds  which  do  not  fit  well  into  either  sec- 
tion ;  the  crows,  for  example,  which  eat  everything 
and  have  bills  neither  very  stout  nor  thin.  Jerdon 
takes  the  Dentirostres  first,  and  divides  them  into  a 
number  of  families,  the  Shrikes,  Thrushes,  Fly- 
catchers, and  so  on.  These  appear  to  form  a  natural 
flight  of  steps  which  has  only  been  spoiled  by  recent 
attempts  to  improve  it. 

The  Shrike  stands  at  the  head,  as  it  should.  They 
say  that  its  palate  is  a^githognathous  and  its  deep 
plantar  tendons  are  passerine,  and,  if  this  is  true,  the 
fact  must  be  respected  ;  but  I  cannot  help  feeling  that 
it  is  a  pity,  for,  if  the  Shrike  only  had  a  desmogna- 
thous  palate  and  a  different  set  of  tendons,  it  would 
be  a  miniature  hawk,  which  is  manifestly  what 
Nature  meant  it  for.  Its  strong,  hooked  and  toothed 
bill,  and  its  sharp  talons  are,  in  proportion  to  its  size, 
as  powerful  weapons  as  those  of  a  Harrier  or  Buz- 
zard, and  it  is  a  bolder  and  fiercer  marauder  than 
either  of  those.  Its  manner  of  life  is  the  same  as 
that  of  a  Buzzard.  It  sits  upright  on  the  top  of  a 
bush,  or  low  tree,  commanding  a  good  expanse  of 
open,  grassy  land,  and  watches  for  anything  which  it 
may  be  able  to  surprise  and  murder,  a  large  grass- 
hopper, a  small  lizard,  or  a  creeping  field  mouse. 
Sometimes  it  sees  a  possible  chance  in  a  flock  of 
little  birds  absorbed  in  searching  for  grass  seeds. 
Then  it  slips  from  its  watch  tower  and,  gliding  softly 
down,  pops  into  the  midst  of  them  without  warning, 
and,  forgetting  all  about  the  true  nature  of  its  deep 


72  THE    SHRIKE    AND    THE    KING    CROW. 

plantar  tendons,  strikes  its  talons  into  the  near- 
est. No  other  bird  that  I  know  of  makes  its  attack  in 
this  way,  except  the  birds  of  prey.  The  little  bird 
shrieks  and  struggles,  but  the  cruel  Shrike  holds 
fast  and  hammers  at  the  victim's  head  with  its 
strong  beak  until  it  is  dead,  then  flies  away  with  it  to 
some  thornbush  which  is  its  larder.  There  it  hangs 
it  up  on  a  thorn  and  leaves  it  to  get  tender.  Hence 
its  popular  name  of  Butcher  Bird.  This  is  no  fable. 
I  have  seen  the  bird  do  it. 

The  Red-backed  Shrike  (Lanius  erythronotus) 
is  the  only  kind  commonly  to  be  met  with  in  Bom- 
bay. The  large  grey  species  (L.  lahtora]  and  the 
handsome  little  Bay-backed  Shrike  (L.  hardwickii,  or 
mttatus],  both  so  plentiful  in  the  Deccan,  do  not  like 
our  moist  climate.  Occasionally,  indeed,  I  have  seen 
a  young  Bay-back,  or  a  Brown  Shrike,  about  the  sea 
face  near  the  Church  Gate  Street  Station  ;  but  these 
were  stragglers.  Even  the  one  species  we  have  will 
not  bring  up  its  family  in  Bombay.  It  leaves  us  before 
the  weather  gets  hot,  and  stays  away  till  the  rains  are 
over.  Its  return  in  September  is  announced  by  much 
harsh,  sad  screeching.  By  this  it  may  be  recognised, 
and  by  its  conspicuous  white  shirt  front,  long  tail  and 
grim  black  eyebrows.  The  top  of  its  head  and  its 
shoulders  and  upper  back  are  of  a  fine  grey  colour, 
but  the  lower  part  of  its  back  is  reddish.  Its  tail  £ind 
wings  are  black.  Though  its  usual  cry  is  raucous  and 
somewhat  dolorous,  the  Shrike  has  a  flexible  voice  and 
is  not  a  bad  mimic,  I  remember  one  particularly 
talented  individual  which  lived  in  a  friend's  garden 
and  used  to  entertain  him  with  comic  dialogues  be- 
tween bulbuls,  lapwings  and  other  birds.  The  Shrike 


THE    SHRIKE    AND    THE    KING    CROW.  )$ 

makes  a  deep  large  cup-shaped  nest  in  the  thorniest 
bush  it  can  find,  and  lays  four  or  five  handsome, 
spotted  eggs.  The  usual  season  is  from  May  to 
August. 

Next  come  the  Drongo  Shrikes.    A  Drongo  appears 
to  be  connected   on    the   father's   side   with   the   true 
Shrikes  and  on  the  mother's  with  the  Flycatchers.  Or 
it  may  be  the  other  way  :  at  any   rate   it  has  kinship 
with  both  families.      The  King  Crow  is  a  Drongo. 
It  may  seem  to  be  superfluous  to  describe  a  King 
Crow,   but    I    have  met   persons  who  supposed  that 
it  was  some  targe  and  royal  sort  of  Crow,  so  I  will 
describe  it.     A  King  Crow  (Dicrutus  macrocercus,  or 
ater)  is  a  shining  black  bird,  not  the  size  of  a  starling, 
with  a  long,  deeply  forked  tail,  which  perches  on  a 
telegraph  wire,  or  a  dry  twig,  and  makes   sallies  into 
the  sky  after  dragon  flies  or  bees.     It  has   nothing  to 
do  with  Crows,  save  to  vex  their  lives.    The  occasion 
for  that  is  generally  its  nest,   which  it  builds  on  some 
outstanding   branch  of  a  conspicuous    tree,  scorning 
concealment.      Round    this  it  establishes  a  "  sphere 
of    influence/'    and    the    Crow,    being  a   notorious 
poacher  and  damaged   character,  is  forbidden  to  enter 
that.     But  the  Crow  is  always  sounding  the  depths  of 
our  patience  with  the  plummet  of  insolence,  and  it 
will  try  the  experiment  of  flying  lazily  past  the  King 
Crow's  nest,  or  even   alighting  on  a   neighbouring 
tree.    Then  the  little  bird  gives  a  fierce,  shrill  scream, 
and  shoots  out  like  an  arrow  from  a  bow.     Its  aim  is 
true  and  its  beak  is  sharp  and  its  target  is  the  back 
of  the  lawbreaker.     The  Crow  is  big  enough  to  carry 
off  its  puny  enemy  and  pick  its  bones,  if  it  could  catch 
it,  but  who  can  fight  against  a  "  bolt  from  the  blue?" 


74  THE    SHRIKE    AND    THE    KING    CROW. 

The  first  onset  may,  perhaps,  be  dodged,  but  the  nim- 
ble bird  wheels  and  rises  and  plunges  again  with 
derisive  screams,  and  again  and  again  piling  pain 
and  humiliation  on  the  abject  fugitive  till  it  has 
gone  far  beyond  the  forbidden  limits.  Then  the 
King  sails  slowly  back  to  its  tree  and  resumes  its 
undisputed  reign.  Over  the  length  and  breadth  of 
India  this  bird  is  found,  and  wherever  it  is  found  it 
takes  the  first  place  by  sheer  force  of  character 
and  high  spirit.  Its  cheery  voice  is  one  of  the  first 
sounds  that  greet  the  dawning  of  the  day.  It  has  not 
much  of  a  song,  though  Jerdon  says  he  has  heard  it 
profanely  called  the  Scotch  Nightingale.  It  makes 
a  little  cupshaped  nest  on  any  moderately  high  tree, 
i^^  usually  about  April  in  this  part  of  the  country,  and 
L  <rx  t  lays  three  whitish  eggs  with  claret-coloured  blotches. 
In  other  parts  of  India  there  are  several  species  of 
Drongos  besides  the  common  one,  but  the  only  other 
that  I  have  ever  seen  in  Bombay  is  Jerdon's  White- 
bellied  Drongo  (Dicrurus  ccemdescens}.  It  is  white 
from  the  breast  downwards  and  a  little  smaller  than 
the  King  Crow.  It  has  a  charming  song. 

This  is  the  proper  place  to  mention  a  few  birds 
which  are  allied  to  the  Shrikes  and  may  occasionally 
be  seen  in  Bombay.  One  is  a  medium-sized  bird, 
with  a  slate-coloured,  or  blue-grey,  back,  passing 
into  white  on  the  under  parts.  The  male  has  the 
head,  throat,  and  breast  deep  black.  The  under- 
parts  are  narrowly  banded  with  dusky  in  immature 
birds.  This  is  the  Black-headed  Cuckoo-shrike  (Vol- 
vocivom  sykesii\  It  attracts  little  attention  except 
in  the  hot  season,  when  it  constantly  utters  a  loud, 
not  unmusical,  exclamation.  I  have  found  its  nest 


THE    SHRIKE    AND    THE    KING    CROW.  75 

not  far  from  Bombay,  in  June  ;  a  little  nest,  fixed  in 
a  fork  of  a  thorny  tree,  scarcely  more  than  big 
enough  to  hold  the  three  brown-spotted  eggs. 

Then  there  is  the  large  Cuckoo  Shrike  (Graucalus 
macei),  a  bird  nearly  as  big  as  a  pigeon,  of  a  pale, 
slaty-grey  colour.  The  under  parts  are  greyish 
white,  narrowly  banded  more  or  less  distinctly  with  a 
darker  shade.  It  eats  large  insects  of  any  soft  kind 
and  also  Banian  figs  and  other  fruit.  As  it  passes, 
with  a  peculiar  undulating  'flight,  from  one  tree-top 
to  another,  it  calls  attention  to  itself  by  a  loud,  shrill 
cry  of  a  single  note.  I  have  seen  and  heard  it 
frequently  on  Malabar  Hill. 

Perhaps  I  should  also  mention  the  Woodshrike 
(Tephrodornis  pondiceriand),  a  plain,  brownish-ashy 
bird  about  the  size  of  a  bulbul,  which  is  very  com- 
mon in  thin,  open  jungle,  but  is  not  often  seen,  I 
think,  in  Bombay.  They  are  insect  hunters  and  go 
in  pairs,  or  small  flocks.  As  they  fly  from  tree  to 
tree,  one  calls  to  another,  in  sweet,  whistling  notes, 
"  Be  thee  cheery?" 

Last  and  least,  but  not  to  be  passed  by  without 
notice,  is  the  Mini  vet  (Pericrocotus  peregrinus)<  a 
dainty  little  bird,  reminding  one  of  a  Longtailed  Tit, 
both  by  its  appearance  and  habits.  They  go  about 
the  trees  in  flocks  of  half-a-dozen,  conversing  in  a  low, 
cheeping  voice,  and  accomplishing  a  diligent  search 
for  little  caterpillars  and  other  insects  among  the 
foliage.  Each  flock  is  generally  led  by  a  male,  black- 
throated  and  scarlet-breasted.  The  bevy  of  plainly 
attired  birds  that  follow  him  may  be  either  females  or 
youngsters.  They  are  not  all  his  wives,  for  he  is 
monogamous. 


CHAPTER    XIII. 


FLYCATCHERS. 

THE  Flycatchers  are  a  distinct  and  important  branch 
of  that 
st  a  n  d  i  n  g 
army  of 
birds  which 
nature 
keeps  to 
make  war 
upon  the  in- 
sect hordes 
that  threat- 
en to  eat 
her  up. 
Their  duty 
is  well  de 
fined  and 
they  keep 
to  it.  They 
hunt  for  no 
caterpillars 
among 
leaves,  nor 
tap  trees  for 


Paradise  and  Fantailed  Flycatchers. 


grubs,    nor 

rum  mage 

about  the  ground  for  beetles  and  worms.     There  are 

Others  whose  office  it  is  to  do  all  these  things.     The 


FLYCATCHERS.  77 

Flycatchers  concern  themselves  only  with  things  that 
fly,  and  they  catch  these  on  the  wing.  The  King  Crow 
and  the  Bee-eater,  as  we  have  seen,  do  business  in 
that  line  too,  but  they  take  their  stations  on  high 
places  and  pursue  their  quarry  into  the  sky.  The 
Flycatcher  haunts  sylvan  shades  and  darts  about 
among  the  branches,  snapping  up  its  tiny  prey. 

Indian  Flycatchers  may  be  divided  into  two  sorts, 
the  plain  and  the  fancy.  Of  the  fancy  we  have  two 
species  in  Bombay.  The  first  is  the  Paradise  Fly- 
catcher (Tchitrea  paradisi),  which  wears  two  streamers 
of  white  satin  ribbon  in  its  tail  and  looks 'like  a 
meteor  as  it  flits  from  tree  to  tree.  Its  body  and 
wings  are  white  too,  exquisitely  white,  but  its  head 
and  throat  and  distinguished  crest  are  glossy  black, 
with  green  reflections.  It  is  a  bird  that  would  catch 
the  eye  of  a  blind  man,  and  everybody  who  has 
roamed  about  Matheran  or  Mahableshwar  must  be 
familiar  with  it,  but  I  daresay  some  will  be  surprised 
to  hear  that  it  is  a  Bombay  bird.  The  fact  is  that 
the  white  plumage  is  the  livery  of  the  male  only,  and 
even  he  does  not  attain  it  until  he  is  well  advanced  in 
years.  Before  that  the  upper  parts  of  his  body  and 
his  wings  and  tail,  including  streamers,  are  of  a  rich 
chestnut  hue.  At  an  earlier  stage  he  wants  the  stream- 
ers, and  the  female  never  has  them.  A  young  bird, 
in  fact,  or  a  female,  though  handsome  enough  in  its 
chestnut  suit  and  black  hat,  looks  like  a  sort  of  Bulbul 
and  attracts  little  notice.  And,  as  we  know,  ladies  and 
children  generally  form  the  majority  of  a  community. 
Besides  this,  I  believe  that  the  Paradise  Flycatcher 
only  visits  us  for  a  short  time  during  the  cold  season. 
I  have  never  heard  of  its  nest  being  found  on  this 


78  FLYCATCHERS. 

coast.  For  these  reasons  it  is  little  known  as  a 
Bombay  bird. 

From  a  Mahomedan  tradition  we  learn  that  the 
Paradise  Flycatcher  belongs  to  that  unhappy  class 
who  are  spoken  of  as  having  u  seen  better  days." 
At  one  time  it  was  a  truly  glorious  bird,  clad  from  tip 
to  toe  in  dazzling  white  and  adorned  with  a  magni- 
ficent tail  of  snowy  plumes.  But  it  gave  way  to  pride 
and  got  so  puffed  up  at  length  that  it  presumed  to 
compare  itself  with  the  Birds  of  Paradise  and  claimed 
a  place  among  them.  For  this  it  was  shorn  of  its  tail 
and  utterly  disgraced.  It  repented,  however,  and 
Allah  was  merciful  and  allowed  it  to  retain  two  of  the 
feathers  of  its  tail,  but  he  blackened  its  face  that  it 
might  never  forget  its  shame. 

Our  second  fancy  Flycatcher  is  the  Fantail,  Jerdon's 
Leucocerca  pectoralis.  This  is  quite  another  style. 
It  is  a  little  bird  of  a  squat  figure  and  smoky  brown 
colour,  with  white  eyebrows  and  a  merry  face,  but  no 
particular  points  except  the  length  and  breadth  of  its 
tail.  But  there  is  not  a  jollier  spirit  among  creatures 
clothed  in  feathers.  With  wings  dropped  after  the 
manner  of  a  turkey-cock,  and  tail  not  obtrusively 
stuck  up  but  held  gracefully  and  spread  like  a  half- 
open  fan,  it  waltzes  and  pirouettes  among  the  lower 
branches  of  a  shady  mango  tree, 

So  buxom,  blithe,  and  debonnair, 

that  I  always  feel  prompted  to  stop  and  ask  it,  "  Pry- 
thee,  why  so  gay  ?  "  Every  few  second  it  executes  a 
wonderful  flourish  in  the  air  to  capture  a  fly,  or 
lets  off  its  tinkling  little  song.  In  March  or 
April  it  chooses  a  fork  of  some  under-branch  of  a 
shady  tree,  and  toils  merrily  with  its  mate  to  fit  in  a 


FLYCATCHERS.  79 

dainty  little  cup  of  fine  grass  or  fibres,  compacted 
and  draped  with  cobwebs.  The  whole  thing,  when 
finished,  is  not  much  bigger  than  an  egg-cup,  and 
as  the  bird  sits  on  her  three  ring-spotted  eggs,  her 
head  projects  on  one  side  and  her  tail  stretches  away 
on  the  other.  But  the  site  is  so  well  chosen,  with 
just  a  few  leaves  to  come  in  the  way  of  the  prying 
eye,  that  you  may  look  long  before  you  find  that  nest. 
Of  the  plain  Flycatchers  (plain  in  form,  I  mean, 
not  in  colour),  there  are  many  species  in  India, 
and  some  of  them  are  very  brightly  attired.  Blue 
is  the  most  fashionable  colour,  and  one  common 
kind  has  a  red  breast,  like  a  robin.  Jerdon  calls  it 
Tickell's  Blue  Redbreast  (Cyornis  tickelli).  I  should 
not  be  surprised  to  meet  with  this  or  some  of  the 
others  in  Bombay,  but  the  only  species  of  which  I 
can  say  that  it  is  found  in  our  island  is  the  Southern 
Brown  Flycatcher  (Alseonax  latirostris).  It  is  just 
"  a  tiny  brownie  bird,"  and  no  description  of  it  would 
be  of  much  assistance  in  identifying  it  at  a  distance. 
But  just  as  you  may  recognise  a  man  by  his  figure 
and  walk  when  you  cannot  see  his  features,  so  you 
may  know  a  bird  without  the  help  of  its  colour. 
And  the  Brown  Flycatcher  has  more  character  than 
most.  Its  very  way  of  sitting,  bolt  upright,  on  the 
undertwigs  of  a  tree,  and  the  ceaseless,  nervous  move- 
ment of  its  little  tail,  and  the  nimble  little  sallies 
after  flies,  all  declare  it,  and,  at  closer  quarters,  its 
great  black  eyes,  too  big  for  its  little  head,  are  unmis- 
takeable.  It  is  a  creature  of  habit,  frequenting  the 
same  corner  of  the  garden  day  after  day,  and  sitting 
on  the  same  twig.  But  it  comes  to  us  for  the  cold 
season  only,  like  M,  P.'s  and  Commissions. 


CHAPTER  XIV, 


THE  ROCK  THRUSH  AND  THE  BABBLERS. 

THE  Thrushes  come  next  after  the  Flycatchers. 
The  home  Thrush  is  not  found  here,  nor  any  bird  very 
like  it,  but  its  kindred  are  very  numerous  and  n.itur- 


The  Seven  Brothers. 

alists  call  them  all  Thrushes.  They  are  mostly  much 
bigger  birds  than  Flycatchers,  and  are  more  liberal 
in  their  diet,  many  of  them  being  fond  of  fruit  as 
well  as  insects  of  all  sorts  and  snails  and  worms  and 
" creeping  things"  generally.  Many  are  musical. 
Some  feed  chiefly  on  the  ground,  while  others  keep 
to  thej  trees.  In  these  matters  every  caste  has  its 


THE   ROCK   THRUSH   AND   THE    BABBLERS.       8 1 

customs,  and  you  will  never  understand  birds  unless 
you  note  them.  The  first  species  of  Thrush  that 
we  have  to  notice  is  the  Rock  Thrush  (Petrocossyphus 
cyaneus  in  Jerdon),  so  called  because  its  custom  is 
to  live  about  rocks.  Gardens  and  groves  have  no 
attraction  for  it ;  fields  and  meadows  are  positively 
repulsive.  But  on  the  seashore  you  will  find  it, 
sitting  on  the  rocks,  quite  happy  in  its  own  way. 
In  the  Deccan,  but  not  in  Bombay,  it  comes  about 
houses  and  may  often  be  seen  perched  on  the  ridge 
of  the  roof.  Somebody  has  made  the  suggestion  that 
it  may  be  the  "  sparrow  "  of  Scripture,  which  sitteth 
alone  on  the  housetop.  Sometimes,  in  sultry  weather, 
it  comes  in  and  sits  among  the  rafters,  fancying  it 
is  in  a  rocky  cave.  It  is  a  solitary  and  silent  bird,  as 
we  know  it  ;  but  in  April,  when  the  prospect  of  going 
home  begins  to  make  its  spirits  gay,  it  will  suddenly 
break  out  into  a  charming  song.  I  forgot  to  say  that 
the  Rock  Thrush  is  about  the  size  of  a  starling  and 
of  a  uniform,  dark,  indigo-blue  colour.  It  is  not  by 
any  means  uncommon  in  Bombay. 

Next  come  the  Babbling  Thrushes,  which  spend 
much  of  their  time  on  the  ground  and  rummage 
among  fallen  leaves.  We  are  not  accustomed  to 
speak  of  Autumn  in  India,  but  there  is  a  time  of  year 
in  this  country,  as  much  as  in  any  other,  when  each 
tree  puts  off  its  old  clothes  and  gets  a  new  suit.  The 
only  difference  is  that  tropical  trees  for  the  most  part 
manage  the  matter  more  decently  than  those  of  cold 
countries.  They  do  not  strip  themselves  before  the 
new  suit  is  ready  and  stand  naked  till  it  arrives. 
They  undress  and  dress  at  the  same  time,  as  respect- 
able people  do.  In  this  transaction  avaricious  Mother 


82  THE  ROCK  THRUSH  AND  THE  BABBLERS. 

Earth  plays  the  part  of  Moses.  She  receives  the 
"  old  clo  "  and  opens  a  shop,  and  her  customers  are 
numerous  and  beggarly.  The  earthworm  sneaks  up 
from  the  ground  and  draws  a  rotten  leaf  down  into  its 
burrow,  the  white  ants  swarm  everywhere,  bargain- 
ing for  remnants  ;  earwigs  and  vagabond  cockroaches 
wander  about,  examining  everything  and  taking  no- 
thing. In  such  a  crowd  it  goes  without  saying  that 
there  will  be  no  lack  of  sharpers,  pickpockets,  and 
cut-throats,  making  victims  of  the  ignorant  and  un- 
wary. These  are  called  centipedes,  scorpions,  pre- 
dacious beetles,  wolf-spiders  and  so  forth.  In  short, 
the  carpet  of  dead  leaves  which  is  spread  in  every  forest, 
grove,  and  neglected  garden,  affords  a  habitation  and 
a  livelihood  to  a  vast  and  very  varied  multitude  of 
creatures,  which  have  this  special  interest  for  us  to-day, 
that  there  are  many  kinds  of  birds  whose  sole  business  it 
is  to  look  sharply  after  them.  Among  these  are  many 
species  of  long-legged  ground  Thrushes,  and  foremost 
among  them  is  the  Babbler.  The  Babbler  is  seldom 
spoken  of  in  the  singular.  The  natives  call  it  Satbhai, 
the  Seven  Brothers  ;  in  other  parts  it  is  known  as  the 
Seven  Sisters.  You  cannot  think  of  it  except  as  a 
member  of  a  small  party.  It  may  be  a  family  party, 
father,  mother,  and  grown-up  children  ;  but  I  do  not 
think  so.  I  believe  it  is  simply  a  social  party.  Among 
animals  there  is  not  the  same  diversity  of  individual 
character  as  among  men,  nor  the  same  variety  :  all 
the  individuals  of  one  species  are  cast  pretty  much  in 
the  same  simple  mould.  But  for  this  very  reason  each 
species  exhibits  more  distinctly  some  one  or  other  of 
the  elements  that  go  to  make  up  the  complex  human 
character.  IJvery  virtue  and  every  vice  in  the  moral 


THE    ROCK    THRUSH    AND    THE    BABBLERS.       83 

catalogue  may  be  found  typified  in  some  beast  or  bird. 
So  I  hold.     And  if  this  be   true,    then   the  phase  of 
character    which    is    expressed    by    the    Babbler    is 
jolly-goodfellowism.     Not  being  acquainted  with  the 
method  of  distilling  spirits,  it  does  not  pass  the  flowing 
bowl,  but  a  large  portion  of  its  life  is   devoted   to  at 
fresco    eating   parties,    in    which    the     excitement   of 
finding  the  viands  is   combined  with  the   pleasure  of 
consuming  them,  and  the  utmost  conviviality  prevails. 
These   parties   are   not   too  large  for  true  sociality. 
They  consist  of  about  half-a-dozen,  whence  the  popular 
name  of  the  bird.     There  is  no  distinction  of  host  and 
guest :  all  are  equal.     They  begin   under  some  tree 
where  the  leaves  have  fallen  thick,   and  proceed  as 
humour  leads.     Each  helps  himself  to  what  he  can 
find,  turning  over  the  dead  leaves  and  pouncing  on  any 
tempting  morsel  that  tries  to  hurry  away.     If  one  is 
lucky  and  lights  on  a  particularly  fat   lot,    his   neigh- 
bours come  to  his  aid,  and  there  is  a  good-humoured 
squabble  over  the   partition  of  it.     There  is  a    regular 
flow  of  small  talk,  a  good  deal  of  mirth  and   laughter, 
occasionally  an  eager  dispute,   but  never  a  quarrel. 
"  Fighting?  "  says  Phil  Robinson,  "  Xot  at  all  ;  do  not 
be  misled  by  the  tone  of  voice.     That  heptachord  cla- 
mour is  not  the  expression  of  any  strong  feelings.      It 
is  only  a  way  they  have."     They  will   light  for  each 
other,  but  not  with  each   other.     Woe  to  the  sparrow 
hawk  that  thinks  to  make  a  prey  of  any  one   of  that 
party.     Only  a  rash  young  fool  would  attempt  such  a 
thing,  and  it  will  be  taught  wisdom.     But.  though  the 
Babblers  dine  together,  they  do  not  live  together.  Each 
pair  makes  its  nest  apart,  affecting  great  secrecy  and 
deluding  the  egg-collector   with   mingled   impudence 


84   tHE  ROCK  THRUSH  AND  THE  BABBLERS. 

and  wiles.  The  nest  itself  is  an  artless  and  shabby 
affair,  made  of  twigs  and  stuck  into  almost  any  situa- 
tion in  a  small  dense  tree.  There  are  usually  three 
eggs,  of  an  intense  colour  between  green  and  blue. 
You  may  find  them  in  the  hot  season.  But  I  find  I  have 
not  described  the  bird.  It  seems  an  insult  to  such  a 
well-known  public  character  to  describe  him.  For  the 
benefit  of  strangers,  however,  I  may  say  that  the 
Bombay  Babbler  (Malacocercus  somervillei)  is  an 
earthy-coloured  bird, tinged  with  reddish  about  the  tail. 
It  is  nearly  the  size  of  an  English  Thrush,  with  less 
body  and  more  tail.  It  carries  its  tail  a  little  raised, 
as  ground  birds  generally  do.  Its  wings  droop,  its 
feathers  are  loose  and  puffy,  and  altogether  it  reminds 
you  of  old  Jones,  who  passes  the  day  in  his  pyjamas. 
But  it  is  a  shrewd  old  bird  and  has  a  wicked  white  eye. 
The  Poona  Babbler  is  bigger  and  wants  the  reddish 
tinge  about  the  tail,  the  Malabar  Babbler  has  a  hoary 
head,  and  so  on  ;  for  there  are  many  clans  of  them. 
But  they  are  all  of  one  blood  :  you  cannot  mistake  a 
Babbler. 

There  is  a  little  bird,  about  the  size  of  a  Robin, 
which  is  said  to  be  related  to  the  Babblers  and  must 
be  described  here,  for  you  may  often  see  it  in  Bombay, 
though  it  would  rather  you  did  not.  It  seems  to  be 
suspicious  of  man  and  tries  to  keep  a  bush  between 
you  and  it,  eyeing  you  through  the  leaves.  A  bushy 
I  say,  for  the  White-throated  Wren-Babbler  (Dumetia 
albogularis),  asjerdon  calls  it,  is  a  bird  of  bushes  and 
hedges.  It  is  not  the  custom  of  its  caste  to  go  into 
trees.  It  is  a  plain  bird,  of  a  light  brown  colour,  but 
not  difficult  to  recognise,  if  you  catch  a  fair  sight  of 
it,  by  the  contrast  of  its  pure  white  throat  and  its 


THE    ROCK    THRUSH    AND    THE    BABBLERS.       85 

reddish  buffy  under-parts.  It  makes  a  curious  nest, 
a  regular  ball  of  coarse  grass,  with  a  hole  in  one  side. 
The  first  I  ever  found  was  in  a  Bombay  garden  and 
was  not  made  of  grass,  but  of  the  curly  paper  shav- 
ings in  which  eau-de-cologne  bottles  are  packed. 
How  the  bird  came  by  this  material  is  a  question  on 
which  the  imagination  may  exercise  itself  pleasantly. 

Besides  these  there  are  several  Thrushes  which, 
though  they  do  not  like  to  reside  in  Bombay,  belong  to 
this  part  of  the  country  and  are  too  pretty  and  too  in- 
teresting to  be  omitted  altogether.  Among  them  is  the 
White-winged  Ground  Thrush  (Geocichla  cyanotis)^ 
most  common  and  least  seen  of  all  the  beautiful  birds 
that  haunt  the  cool  shades  of  Matheran.  As  you  walk 
along  any  quiet  path  you  may  hear  it  whisking  the 
fallen  leaves  about  with  its  beak,  and  if  you  bear 
yourself  gently,  it  will  let  you  come  very  near.  Its 
back  and  Avings  are  slaty,  or  leaden,  blue,  but  the  rest 
of  its  costume  is  of  a  fine,  golden  fawn  colour.  The 
sides  of  its  face  are  white,  with  two  dark  cheek 
stripes,  by  which  you  may  know  it  among  a  hundred. 
Though  generally  so  silent,  it  can  sing  sweetly  and 
would  make  a  charming  cage-bird. 

There  is  another  rainbow-tinted  creature  to  which 
good  Jerdon  has  done  injustice  by  his  clumsy  and 
pointless  name — the  Yellow-breasted  Ground  Thrush 
(Pitta  bengalensis).  Its  native  name,  Nowrung,  or 
"  Nine  colours,"  is  better.  The  crown  of  its  head  is 
golden  olive  and  black,  its  mantle  green,  lower  back 
pale  blue,  chin  and  throat  white,  breast  yellowish 
fawn,  tip  of  tail  bottle  green,  under  tail  coverts  crim- 
son, legs  and  feet  pink.  This  bird  seldom  leaves  the 
ground,  even  making  its  nest  at  the  root  of  a  bush, 


86       THE    ROCK    THRUSH    AND    THE    BABBLERS. 

Then  there  is  the  Idle  School  Boy  {Myiophonus 
horsfieldii))  better  known  to  the  ear  than  the  eye,  for 
few  birds  have  been  endowed  with  so  rich  a  voice, 
and  it  would  be  world-famous  as  a  songster  if  it  could 
only  learn  a  tune.  It  is  always  practising,  but  makes 
no  progress.  It  is  as  large  as  a  Blackbird  and  almost 
blacker,  but  its  forehead  and  shoulders  are  brilliant 
cobalt  blue,  and  its  back  and  breast  slightly  spattered 
with  the  same.  It  loves  mountain  streams  and  water- 
falls and  batters  snails  upon  a  smooth  rock  as  the 
dhobie  does  shirts. 


CHAPTER     XV, 


THE  BULBULS. 

WE  eome  now  to  the  short-legged  Thrushes,  which 
have  little 
business  on 
the  ground, 
but  live 
amongtrees 
and  feed 
much  on 
fruit.  The 
Orioles  and 
Bulbuls  aie 
included  in 
this  group, 
and  the  first 
place  be- 
longs b  y 
right  to 
everybody's 
familiar 
friend,  the 
Common 
B  u  1  b  u  1. 
This  is  not 
the  Bulbul 

of  Lalla  Rookh.  Whether  that  musical  creature  has 
any  existence  in  Persia  I  cannot  say,  but  the  Bulbul  of 
India  is  not  a  musician.  It  is  only  a  happy  bird,  to 
which  nature  has  given  a  cheery  voice  and  a  merry 


Common    and   Red-whiskered   Bulbuls. 


88  THE    BULBULS. 

heart,   and  it  twitters  with  the  artless  joy  of  a  child, 
but   it  cannot  sit  and   compose   a   song.     Yet   it  is 
second  only  to   the   parrot  as  a  favourite  with  those 
castes  of  natives  who  keep  pets  at  all.     Easily  reared, 
easily  fed,  easily  tamed,  it  has   almost  every  quality 
that  goes  to  make  an  engaging  pet.     It  is  spirited 
and  pugnacious,  too,  and  serves  sporting  Mussulmans 
as  a  pocket  edition  of  the  fighting  cock.     They  carry 
it  about  perched  on   the  finger,  with  a  thin  cord  tied 
about  its  middle,  and  challenge  rival  Bulbuls,  betting 
of  course  on  the  result ;  else  where  would  be  the  fun  ? 
In  Hyderabad  much  money  is  won  and  lost  over  this 
sport  and  a  famous  fighting  Bulbul  has  been  sold  for 
Rs.  500.     Natives  feed  all  soft-billed  birds  on  flour  of 
parched  gram  made  into  a  paste  with  ghee.     If  you 
are  a  poor  man,  water  will  do  instead  of  ghee^  except 
for  song  birds,  which  require  their  throats  oiled.     As 
a  staple  food  I  do  not  believe  there  is  anything  better 
than  this,  but  you  will  make  your  Bulbul  happier  if 
you  give  it  fruit  of  all  kinds,  pudding,  rice,    anything 
in  short  that  comes  to  your  own  table.     In  a  state  of 
nature  it  feeds  largely  on  berries  and  knows  of  many 
kinds  for  which  we  have  no  names. 

The  Bulbul  looks  a  plain  creature  at  a  distance,  but 
it  is  really  a  very  handsome  bird.  Its  face  and  the 
whole  of  its  fine  crested  head  are  glossy  black.  The 
rest  is  of  a  rich  smoky  brown  colour,  but  each  feather, 
especially  on  the  upper  part  of  the  back,  has  a  pale 
edge,  which  makes  a  very  effective  pattern,  like  the 
scales  of  a  fish.  The  " under-tail'  coverts,"  as  they 
are  called  in  polite  society,  are  crimson.  This  is  the 
only  bit  of  colour  about  the  bird's  costume,  and  cor- 
responds to  a  gentleman's  necktie. 


THE    BULBULS.  89 

For   all    I   have  said,  the   Bulbul   is   a  silly  bird. 
Being  of  a  social  and  domestic  disposition,  it  always 
has  a  wife,  and  would   like  to  have  a  family,  to  which 
end  it  collects  thin  roots  and  twigs  and  makes  a  neat, 
if  not  artistic,  cup-shaped  nest.     But  as  it  sticks  the 
thing  in  any  wayside  bush  and  visits  it  fussily  many 
times  a  day,  the  crow  knows  exactly  where  it  is  and 
takes  the  eggs,   one  by  one,  as  they  are  laid,  if  they 
have  not  been  taken  already  by  a  snake  or  by  the  big 
red-throated   goblin  lixard.     The  Bulbul  is  sorry,  but 
not   discouraged.     It   makes   another   nest   and  lays 
three  eggs  more,  which  are  taken  like  the  first.     So  it 
plays  the  part  in  nature  of  a  domestic  hen,  providing 
fresh  eggs  for  others  to  eat.     But  sometimes  a  nest, 
luckily    placed,    escapes   detection,    and   the    Bulbul 
becomes  a  happy  father.     The  eggs  are  pinkish  white, 
richly  spotted  and  blotched  with  claret  colour.     The 
scientific  name  of  this  poor  bird,  I  am  ashamed  to  say," 
is  Pycnonotits  hcemorrhous . 

First  cousin  to  the  Common  Bulbul  is  the  still  more 
sprightly  Red-whiskered  Bulbul  (Otocampm  jocosa 
in  Jerdon),  whose  crest  rises  to  a  sharp  point  and 
curves  forward  a  little  over  the  beak.  It  is  a  very 
perky  little  head-dress,  and  milliners  might  take  a 
hint  from  it,  but  the  girl  would  need  to  have  an 
appropriate  nose.  It  would  not  suit  a  Roman.  The 
Red-whiskered  Bulbul  is  the  bird  that  enlivens  all  our 
hill  stations  with  its  vivacity,  but  it  is  not  so  common 
in  Bombay  as  the  other.  It  is  of  a  glossy  hair-brown 
hue  on  the  upper  parts  and  whitish  on  the  under,  but 
the  cheeks  (or  ears)  of  the  male  are  crimson  and  those 
of  the  female  pure  white.  A  dark  brown  gorget,  or 
necklace,  which  does  not  quite  meet  in  front,  makes 


9O  THE    BULBULS. 

the  white  of  the  throat  more  conspicuous.  The  head 
and  crest  are  black,  and  it  has  the  red  patch  under  the 
tail  which  belongs  to  the  livery  of  the  family.  Its 
nests  and  eggs  are  very  like  those  of  the  common 
Bulbul  and  may  be  found  at  any  time  of  the  year. 

In  the  preface  to  these  papers  I  mentioned  that  I 
once  bought  a  pair  of  Persian  (or  Sind)  Bulbuls  in  the 
Crawford  Market,  one  of  which  escaped,  but  appeared 
in  the  garden  next  day  with  a  companion.  I  have 
since  heard  that  this  bird  is  often  to  be  seen  now  on 
Malabar  Hill,  and  I  have  seen  a  pair  myself  across  the 
harbour,  so  I  suppose  it  is  in  a  fair  way  to  become  one 
of  the  birds  of  Bombay.  This  bird  is  very  like  the  Red- 
whiskered  Bulbul,  but  the  cheeks  are  broadly  white, 
not  red,  and  the  patch  under  the  tail  is  yellow.  Next 
there  is  a  second  cousin,  which  Jerdon  calls  the  White- 
browed  Bush  Bulbul  (Ixos  luteolus).  This  is  a  clumsier 
bird  than  the  other  Bulbuls,  uncrested  and  clad  in  an 
una?sthetic  garb  of  brownish-greenish  olive,  passing 
into  dusky  greenish-yellowish  white  on  the  under  parts. 
There  is  no  bright  colour  about  it,  not  even  under  its 
modest  tail,  but  its  eyebrows  are  conspicuously  white. 
It  goes  about  the  garden  in  pairs  and  every  now  and 
then  utters  a  loud,  abrupt,  rattling,  but  mellifluous 
snatch  of  a  song.  This  bird  is  not  found  generally 
throughout  India,  but  affects  certain  localities,  and  one 
of  these  localities  is  the  island  of  Bombay.  Nowhere 
have  I  found  it  more  common.  Its  nest  and  eggs  are 
very  like  those  of  the  Common  Bulbul,  but  it  is  a 
much  deeper  bird  and  will  neither  build  where  any 
crow  may  find,  nor  betray  its  secret  by  coming  and 
going  when  an  enemy  is  looking  on.  It  usually 
builds  on  a  swinging  branch  near  the  ground. 


CHAPTER    XVI, 


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THE     ORIOLES, 

THERE  are  yet  two  birds  to  be  described  which 
Jerdon  calls 
B  u  1  b  u  I  s, 
though  1  can 
see  nothing 
bulbuline 
about  them 
and  am  in- 
dined  to 
agree  with 
those  who 
would  put 
them  with 
the  Orioles. 
But  Jerdon 
had  to  invent 
E  n  g  1  i  s  h 
names  for 
more  than 
a  thousand 
birds,  and  it 
is  little 

wonder  if  he 

The  lora's  NcsL 

was      some- 
times hard-pressed.     The  one   which  I  will  mention 
first,    because   it   is  one  of  the  very  commonest  birds 


92  THE    ORIOLES. 

in  our  gardens,  is  the  beautiful  little  lora  (lor a 
zeylonica,  or  tiphia  as  it  is  called  now),  a  black 
and  yellow  bird,  about  the  size  of  a  tomtit.  The 
top  of  its  head,  with  all  its  back  and  upper  parts, 
is  as  black  as  a  newly  brushed  boot,  with  a  white 
band  across  the  wing.  In  sharp  contrast  with 
this,  the  Avhole  under  parts,  from  chin  to  tail,  are 
bright  gamboge  yellow.  This  is  a  dandy  costume 
enough  for  any  bird,  but  the  lora  has  concealed 
finery  besides.  At  that  season  when  "the  young 
man's  fancy  lightly  turns  to  thoughts  of  love,"  you 
will  see  the  male  lora  spring  up  into  the  air  and 
hover  for  a  moment,  and  all  at  once  the  long,  white 
downy  plumes  that  keep  its  ribs  warm  will  start  out 
on  each  side.  Then,  like  a  white  puff  ball,  dashed 
with  black  and  gold,  it  will  slowly  descend,  quivering 
and  glittering  in  the  rays  of  the  morning  sun.  This 
is  not  flirtation,  nor  fickle  courtship.  The  bird  is 
making  love  indeed,  but  to  its  own  true-hearted 
spouse ;  for  I  believe  that  these  birds,  like  all  the 
Bulbuls,  when  once  united,  remain  true  to  each  other 
till  death  do  them  separate.  The  spouse  is  almost 
as  lovely  as  her  lord,  but  not  so  striking,  for  the  top 
of  her  head  and  back  are  green  instead  of  black. 
So  are  his  for  the  most  part  during  the  cold  season  : 
the  glossy  black  back  is  part  of  his  summer  suit. 
They  go  through  life  together,  and  if  you  watch  him 
as  he  hops  from  twig  to  twig,  hunting  every  leaf  for 
caterpillars,  you  may  notice  that,  every  time  he 
utters  his  low  whistle,  there  is  a  soft  echo  from 
another  tree.  The  lora  has  no  song,  but  scarcely 
any  other  bird  has  such  a  variety  of  sweet  notes.  Its 
voice  is  heard  in  every  garden,  and  if  you  catch  sight 


ORIOLES.  93 

of  it  you  cannot  mistake  it.  A  little  bird,  like  a 
tomtit,  in  black  and  yellow,  followed  by  its  mate  in 
green  and  yellow,  can  be  nothing  else  than  the  lora. 
The  nest  of  this  bird  is  a  beautiful  piece  of  work,  a 
little  cup,  the  size  of  a  small  after-dinner  coffee  cup, 
compactly  woven  of  fine  fibres  and  bound  all  round 
the  outside  with  white  cobwebs.  A  pair  built  in  my 
garden  last  August,  in  a  little  fork,  embowered  in 
leaves,  at  the  end  of  a  low  branch  of  a  tree  not  four 
yards  from  my  verandah.  He  discovered  the  place 
first,  and  with  much  low  cheeping  and  flapping  of  his 
wings,  invited  her  to  come  and  see  it.  She  seemed 
to  approve,  but  could  not  quite  make  up  her  mind 
for  some  days,  though  he  often  brought  her  in 
and  went  through  the  funniest  little  pantomime  to 
show  her  what  a  cosy  and  delightful  site  he  thought 
it.  At  last  she  agreed  and  they  set  to  work  furnish- 
ing, but  so  slyly  did  they  come  and  go  that  I 
could  not  watch  the  progress  of  the  work.  After 
a  week,  however,  I  could  see  from  one  particular 
point  the  finished  nest.  Another  week  and  her  tail 
was  projecting  over  the  edge  of  it,  and  I  knew 
that  two  or  three  little  speckled  eggs  were  under  her. 
Every  morning  he  would  slip  in  and  take  her  place, 
while  she  went  to  stretch  her  wings  and  get  a 
little  food.  I  was  looking  forward  to  the  pleasure 
of  watching  the  upbringing  of  the  family,  but  just 
about  the  time  when  the  eggs  should  have  hatched, 
some  evil  beast,  or  blackguard  crow,  found  and 
devoured  them.  That  nest  is  now  in  my  museum. 

Whatever  the  true  affinities  of  the  lora  may  be, 
1  think  there  can  be  little  question  that  the  bird  which 
Jerdon  calls  the  Green  Bulbul  (Phyttornis  jerdoni)  is 


94  THE    ORIOLES. 

more  an  Oriole  than  anything  else.  It  will  always 
be  known-  however,  as  the  Green  Bulbul.  The 
Green  Bulbul  is  too  little  known  among  bird  fanciers. 
Not  only  is  it  beautiful,  exquisitely  beautiful,  but  it 
is  a  bird  of  talent,  and  it  is  a  wag.  Disguised  in  the 
hue  of  the  foliage  among  which  it  lurks,  it  plays  bo- 
peep  at  the  other  birds  and  mocks  them  all  in  turn. 
Now  it  is  a  King  Crow,  now  a  Sunbird,  now  a 
Sparrow  Hawk.  You  stare  into  the  tree  and  see 
neither  King  Crow,  nor  Sunbird,  nor  Sparrow 
Hawk  ;  but  the  crimson  eye  of  the  little  mocker 
is  fixed  on  you,  as,  with  head  turned  to  one  side, 
he  watches  your  perplexity.  Not  till  he  flits  across  to 
another  tree  and  begins  the  same  game  there  will  you 
find  out  who  has  been  fooling  you.  For  this  reason 
few  even  of  those  who  take  an  interest  in  birds  know 
how  very  common  the  Green  Bulbul  really  is.  But 
I  cannot  account  for  its  being  so  little  sought  after  as 
a  cage-bird.  They  are  occasionally  to  be  seen 
for  sale  at  the  Crawford  Market,  and  I  once  had 
a  young  one  which  I  took  from  a  nest.  It  was 
progressing  well  and  would  soon  have  been  able 
to  feed  itself,  when  a  vile  tree  snake  got  through 
the  bars  of  the  cage  and  killed  it.  I  cannot  think 
of  any  bird  that  would  make  a  more  charming  pet, 
or  a  more  ornamental.  Its  forehead  is  touched  with 
gold,  its  chin  and  throat  are  velvet  black,  its  mous- 
taches are  hyacinth  blue,  and  the  tip  of  its  shoulder 
is  touched  with  the  same  :  all  the  rest  of  it  as  green 
as  a  field  of  young  rice  with  the  de\v  on  it.  The 
Green  Bulbul  makes  a  loose,  cup-shaped  nest,  usually 
at  the  end  of  a  branch  of  some  large  tree,  and  lays 
two  or  three  eggs,  which  are  white  with  claret- 


THE  ORIOLES.  95 

coloured  spots.     I  think  March  or  April  is  the  usual 
season,  but  I  have  only  once  myself  found  a  nest. 

Of  the  true  Orioles,  or  Golden  Orioles,  there  are 
several  species  in  India,  two  of  which  may  be  seen  in 
Bombay.  They  are  all  splendid  birds,  more  gor- 
geous than  the  Green  Bulbul,  and  larger,  being 
nearly  the  size  of  a  starling.  The  commonest  is  the 
Indian  Oriole  (Oriolits  kundoo),  which  is  of  a  unir 
form,  bright  beautiful  yellow,  excepting  on  the  eye- 
brows, the  points  of  the  wings  (the  quill  feathers)  and 
part  of  the  tail,  which  are  black.  The  beak  is  pink 
and  the  eyes  are  red.  The  female  is  tinged  with 
greenish,  and  the  young  are  very  green  and 
altogether  a  little  "dowdy"  compared  with  their 
parents.  The  Indian  Oriole's  nest  is  a  loose  cup,  or 
bag,  hung  in  a  fork  of  a  high  tree.  It  is  made  of 
fine  grass  and  fibres  and  any  other  materials  that  the 
bird  finds  serviceable.  Jerdon  found  a  nest  tied 
about  with  a  long,  strip  of  cloth,  three-quarters  of  an 
inch  in  width,  which  had  been  stolen  from  the  dirzie 
in  the  verandah.  The  theft  was  not  actually  proved, 
but  there  was  strong  ground  for  suspicion.  There 
arc  usually  three  eggs,  white  with  dark  claret-colour- 
ed spots.  But  you  arc  r.ot  likely  to  find  an  Oriole's 
nest  in  Bombay.  These  birds  leave  us  at  the  begin- 
ning of  the  hot  season  and  go  to  drier  climes  inland 
to  bring  up  their  young.  They  return  in  September, 
with  their  families,  and  are  very  noisy  on  first 
arrival.  The  usual  note  of  the  Indian  Oriole  is  a 
rich  mellow  whistle,  which  Jerdon  spells  peeho. 
The  French  name  of  the  bird,  loriot,  seems  to  me 
to  give  the  sound  better.  It  has  also  a  harsher 
cry. 


96  THE     OklOLES. 

The  Black^headed  Oriole  (O.  melanocephalus  or 
ceylonettsist-~tht  two  are  probably  the  same  bird) 
differs  from  the  other  in  having  the  whole  head 
black.  The  yellow  of  the  body  is  of  a  coarser 
shade,  or,  if  you  prefer  the  word,  a  richer. 
To  my  mind  the  whole  bird  is  less  tastefully  got  up, 
but  it  is  a  glorious  bird.  This  species  is  very 
common  on  the  whole  coast  during  the  cold 
season,  and  no  doubt  in  Bombay  too.  I  cannot 
speak  with  certainty,  because  it  is  easily  confounded 
with  the  other  unless  you  get  a  fair  sight  of  it.  All 
the  Orioles  are  great  fruit-eaters  and  frequent  banian 
and  peepul  trees  with  the  mynas  and  coppersmiths. 
But  they  also  gobble  up  great,  hairy  caterpillars  and 
other  large,  soft-bodied  insects. 


CHAPTER     XVII. 


THE  ROBINS  AND  CHATS. 

WE   have   now  done   with  the  Thrushes  and  come 
to  a   group 
of    birds 
bound  toge- 


ther  by  cer- 
tain well- 
marked  fa- 
mily fea- 
t  u  r  e  s  . 
They  are 
small  birds, 
usually 
dressed  in 
black  and 
white,  or 
brown  and 
white,  al- 
ways neat, 
but  never 
gaudy. 
They  are 
all  afflicted 
with  some 
form  of 
St.  Vitus'  The  Magpie  Robin. 

dance  in  the  muscles  of  the  tail ;  they  are  either  twist- 
ing it,  or  throwing  it  up  over  their  backs,  or  doing 


98          THE  ROBINS  AND  CHATS, 

something  else  than  letting  it  hang  down  decently. 
Lastly,  they  are  all  groundlings,  collectors  of  crickets 
and  beetles  and  other  small  hard-backed  insects  that 
run  upon  the  face  of  the  earth,  but  taking  little  inter- 
est in  caterpillars,  or  flies  of  any  kind,  and  seldom 
touching  fruits.  In  all  these  respects  they  differ  from 
the  Thrushes. 

I  feel  that  the  one  which  ought  to  head  the  list 
is  the  Indian  Robin  ;  but  you  must  not  let  your 
thoughts  run  on  the  bird  which  is  begging  for  crumbs 
at  our  windows  in  the  old  country.  Mr.  Phil  Robin- 
son, speaking  of  the  difficulty  of  getting  up  anything 
like  a  Christmas  feeling  in  this  land  of.  regrets, 
complains  that  the  very  Robin,  instead  of  wearing 
a  red  waistcoat,  wears  a  red  seat  to  its  trousers.  This 
is  true  if  not  expressed  with  prudery  ;  but  it  is  not 
the  only  difference  between  the  two  birds.  The 
Indian  Cock  Robin  (Thamnobia  fulwata)  is  a  jet-black 
bird,  with  the  exception  of  the  rusty  patch  above- 
mentioned  and  a  narrow  band  of  pure  white  across 
the  wing,  which  scarcely  appears  except  when  it  flies. 
Nevertheless  it  is  by  nature  a  Robin',  making  a  friend 
of  man,  sitting  on  his  house  top,  coming  into  his 
verandah,  or  even  singing  to  him  from  his  own 
window  sill.  You  will  not  find  it  in  orchards  or 
shady  gardens,  for  it  has  a  prejudice  against  perching 
on  a  tree  ;  but  wherever  there  are  old  stone  walls, 
humble  human  habitations,  ruins,  rocky  wastes,  or 
stony  fields,  there  it  is  at  home  with  its  smoke-coloured 
mate,  running  a  few  steps  on  the  ground,  perching 
on  some  point  of  rock,  tossing  up  its  tail  till  it  almost 
touches  the  back  of  its  head,  and  throwing  out  snat- 
ches of  cheery  song.  No  more  description  is  needed, 


THK  ROBINS  AND  CHATS.          99 

Everybody  knows  the  Indian  Robin.  In  March  or 
April  it  makes  its  nest  in  a  niche  in  a  wall,  or  in  some 
recess  in  a  pile  of  stones,  never  very  far  above  the 
ground  ;  and  there  it  lays  three  dingy  looking  eggs, 
of  a  greenish  white  colour,  speckled  with  brown. 
You  will  not  find  the  nest  very  easily,  for  the  Robin 
is  cunning,  like  all  birds  that  build  near  the  ground, 
and  will  not  come  or  go  in  sight  of  an  enemy.  And 
in  that  connection  man  is  an  enemy. 

A  larger  and  more  imposing  bird  is  the  Magpie 
Robin  (Copsychus  saularis},  which  is  also  black, 
glossy  blue-black,  on  the  upper  parts,  but  from  the 
breast  downwards  pure  white.  There  is  a  broad 
white  band  across  the  wing  and  two-thirds  of  the  tail 
is  white.  In  short,  it  is  coloured  very  like  a  magpie. 
The  female  is  like  the  male,  except  that  the  shade  of 
black  is  duller  and  runs  to  a  smokey  gray  on  the 
throat  and  breast.  Thfs  bird  is  like  the  common 
Indian  Robin  in  all  its  ways,  except  that,  though  it 
feeds  on  the  ground,  it  perches  on  trees  and  is  parti- 
cularly fond  of  cool  shady  gardens.  For  this  reason 
it  is  a  better  known  bird  in  Bombay  than  the  common 
Robin,  though  not  nearly  so  familiar  in  the  Deccan. 
With  the  exception  of  one  bird,  which  haunts  the 
deep  forests  of  the  ghauts,  the  Magpie  Robin  is  the 
finest  songster  that  we  have  in  Western  India.  In 
March  and  April,  when  the  Thrush  and  Blackbird 
are  singing  to  our  friends  as  they  lie  in  their  beds, 
the  Magpie  Robin  at  the  same  hour  is  pouring 
forth  a  continuous  torrent  of  far-reaching  song 
from  the  top  of  some  palm  or  old  mango  tree. 
And  we  scarcely  say,  "Thank  you."  Whether  it 
is  that  we  leave  our  ears  at  home  when  we  come  out 


100  THE    ROBINS    AND    CHATS. 

here,  or  that  we  leave  our  hearts  at  home  and  the  ear 
counts  for  little  without  the  heart,  I  do  not  know  ;  but 
it  is  a  melancholy  fact  that  there  are  many  English- 
men in  this  country  on  whom  the  music  of  its   birds 
appears  to  be  wholly  lost.     I  have  been  assured  by  a 
man  who  had  spent  many  years  in  India  that  the  birds 
here  never  sang,  but  only  cawed,  or  shrieked,  or  jab- 
bered.    When  I  told  him  that  skylarks,  scarcely  dis- 
tinguishable from  the  "  embodied  joy  "  of  English 
fields,  were  singing  every  morning  in  the  blue  sky 
above  the  very  road  by  which  he  went    to    his  work, 
he  scoffed  at  me.     He  had  never  heard  a   skylark    in 
India.     There  are  of  course  more  birds  of  song  in  this 
country   than    in  England,   because    there   are    more 
birds   altogether,    and   because   the   sun    that  cheers 
them  is  brighter  and  the  sky  that  inspires  them  more 
blue.     As  to  the  quality  of  their  songs,  comparisons 
are  odious  and  unprofitable,  because  we  cannot  invest 
Indian  birds  with  the  associations  which  endear  those 
of  England.     The  voice  of  the  Blackbird,    heard    in 
bed  in  the  cold  silence  of  a  spring  morning,  will  sink 
into  one's  heart  in  a  way  which   is    impossible  in  this 
country,  where  we  are  not  much  given  to  lying  in  bed 
of  a  morning,  and  where  the  cawing  of  crows,    the 
crowing  of  cocks,  the  yelping  of  pariah  dogs,    and   a 
medley  of  other  unmusical  noises  come  in  at  the  open 
windows  with  the  first  streak  of  dawn.     Nevertheless, 
if  you  do  chance  to  be  awake  while  the  crows  are  still 
asleep,   the   song  of  the    Magpie  Robin  is   rich   and 
sweet,  and  wonderfully  powerful  for  so  small  a  bird. 
It  will  go  on  till  eight  or  nine  o'clock,    but   does   not 
sing,  like  the  Nightingale,  during  the  early   hours  of 
the  night,     As  the  Magpie  Robin  perches  on  trees,  so 


THE  ROBINS  AND  CHATS.          IOI 

it  also  builds  its  nests  high,  in  any  commodious  hole 
or  recess  in  a  wall  or  tree.  A  favourite  place  is  under 
one  of  the  large  ridge  tiles  at  the  corner  of  your  roof. 
There  are  generally,  I  believe,  four  eggs,  which  are 
of  a  pale  greenish  colour,  spotted  or  blotched  with 
brown.  Look  for  them  in  April  or  May. 

The  Stonechats  and  Whinchats  are  for  the  most 
part  lovers  of  sandy  wildernesses,  and  though  several 
species  are  common  on  the  arid  plains  of  Guzerat  and 
the  Deccan,  they  avoid  the  coast.  There  are  two, 
however,  which  may  be  mentioned  here.  One  is 
what  Jerdon  calls  the  White-winged  Black  Robin 
(Pratincola  capratti},  a  dapper  little  black-and-white 
bird,  which  balances  itself  on  the  point  of  a  reed,  or 
the  topmost  twig  of  a  bush,  and  jerks  its  tail  about 
and  utters  little  warbling  Robin-like  notes.  All  who 
cross  the  harbour  in  search  of  snipe  must  know  it 
very  well,  and  on  the  outskirts  of  Bombay  you  may 
fall  in  with  it.  It  builds  its  nest  in  similar  places  to 
the  Common  Robin.  The  other  is  a  sandy-coloured 
bird,  with  black-and-white  tail,  which.  Jerdon  called 
the  Wheat-ear  (Saxicola  oenanthe).  It  is  not  the  true 
Wheat-ear,  however,  but  a  spurious  imitation,  and 
is  stigmatised  in  "The  Fauna  of  British  India"  as 
the  "  Isabelline  Chat."  On  cold  weather  mornings 
you  will  sometimes  find  it  perched  on  railings  about 
the  Esplanade. 

The  Redstart  is  another  bird  every  one  ought  to 
know,  which  fits  in  here.  It  is  common  in  Poona 
and  all  over  the  Deccan,  and  very  familiar,  coming 
about  our  houses  and  sometimes  hopping  in  at  the 
door.  On  the  coast  it  is  not  so  common,  but  you 
may  meet  with  it  anywhere,  and  it  is  a  distinguished 


IO2         fHE  ROBINS  AND  CHATS. 

looking  bird  about  which  one  naturally  wants  to 
know.  It  is  in  fact  a  globe-trotter,  coming  to  India 
for  the  cold  season  from  its  home  in  Cashmere  or 
Turkestan  ;  and  it  has  the  ague  in  its  tail.  By  the 
peculiar  shivering  of  that  organ  you  may  recognise 
it.  It  is  a  little  larger  than  an  English  Robin,  and  of 
a  dark-brown,  or  almost  black,  colour,  which  passes 
into  a  rusty-red  on  the  lower  back  and  the  whole 
hinder  part  of  the  body  and  the  tail. 

There  is  another  little  fairy  creature  which  few 
notice,  except  those  who  are  curious  about  birds, 
but  I  must  mention  it,  because  it  was  in  Bombay  that 
I  first  made  its  acquaintance.  I  mean  the  Blue-throat 
(Cyanecula  suecica).  Near  the  house  in  which  I  lived 
there  was  a  field  of  Lucerne  grass,  irrigated  from  a 
well  with  a  Persian  wheel,  and  here  I  used  to  notice 
the  happy  little  bird  enjoying  the  pleasures  of  solitude 
in  the  rivulets  that  ran  in  the  cool  shade  of  soft  green 
leaves.  It  is  quite  a  Robin  in  its  figure  and  gait,  but 
quiet  and  retiring  in  its  disposition,  and  simple  but 
neat  in  its  suit  of  olive-brown.  But  its  throat  and 
breast  are  bright  azure  blue,  and  by  this  you  may 
know  it.  This  is  full  dress,  however.  Immature 
birds  and  females  show  scarcely  a  trace  of  it  and  are 
not  so  easily  recognised.  This  bird  comes  to  us  for 
the  cold  season  only,  and  is  not  uncommon  across 
the  harbour  wherever  there  are  cool  shades  and 
running  waters. 


CHAPTER  XVIII. 


THE   WARBLERS. 

IN  the  days  of  Imperial  Rome  there  were,  1  suppose, 
almostevery- 
where  large 
communities 
of  humble 
brickmakers, 
who  made 
cheap  bricks 
for  poor  folks' 
houses,  and 
other  sorts  of 
obscure,  but 
necessary, 
people  ;  but 
Tacitus  does 
not  mention 
them,  so  far 
as  I  recollect. 
There  are 
birds  which 
fill  a  similar 
place  in  the 
feathered  Tailor  Bird  and  Wren-warbler. 

common- 

wealth.  The  Wren  Warblers  and  Tree  Warblers 
do  an  inestimable  amount  of  useful  work  and  appear 
to  enjoy  as  large  a  measure  of  contentment  and 


1O4  THE    WARBLERS. 

happiness  as  their  betters  ;  but  there  is  nothing  about 
them  to  catch  the  imagination  of  the  historian  and 
they  will  never  be  famous.  I  have  been  perplexed  as 
to  how  I  should  deal  with  them  in  these  papers.  To 
attempt  to  describe  each  species  is  out  of  the 
question,  for  there  are  many,  and  they  are  mostly 
so  like  each  other  that  even  the  title  "  ornitho- 
logist "  does  not  qualify  one  to  distinguish  them  at  a 
distance.  If  you  can  distinguish  them  with  certainty 
when  you  have  them  in  your  hand,  you  will  fully 
deserve  the  title.  Jerdon  was  all  in  confusion  about 
them.  With  the  aid  of  the  large  collections  now  in 
the  British  Museum  they  are  supposed  to  have  been 
successfully  unravelled,  and  those  who  please  may 
study  them  in  Mr.  Oates's  book.  The  best  I  can  do 
here  is  to  try  to  help  the  ordinary  lover  of  birds  to 
know  a  Wren  Warbler  and  a  Tree  Warbler  when  he 
sees  them,  and  to  particularise  a  few  species  which 
have  enough  of  distinctive  character  to  separate  them 
from  the  crowd. 

To  begin  with  the  Wren  Warblers, — they  are  small, 
dingy  birds  with  long  tails,  which  go  about  among 
bushes  and  rushes  and  reeds,  exterminating  little 
insects.  They  enjoy  this  life  so  much  that  they 
moved  the  envy  of  Charles  Kingsley,  and  you  may 
almost  recognise  them  from  his  description — 

I  would  I  were  a  tiny,  browny  bird  from  out  the  south, 
Sitting  among"  the  alder  holts  and  twittering  by  the  stream. 

I  would  put  my  tiny  tail  down  and  put  up  my  tiny  mouth, 
And  sing  my  tiny  life  away  in  one  melodious  dream. 

But  you  must  .not  suppose  that  the  said  "  melodious 
dream  "  is  a  high  class  composition  from  a  musician's 
point  of  view.  These  little  birds  are  not  without  a 
humble  conceit  of  their  vocal  powers,  all  the  same, 


THE  WALLERS.  105 

and  the  following  inimitable  passage  from  Richard 
Jefferies  will  refresh  every  one  who  has  witnessed 
their  performances  : — "  He  got  up  into  the  willow 
from  the  hedge  parsley  somehow,  without  being  seen 
to  climb  or  fly.  Suddenly  he  crosses  to  the  tops  of 
the  hawthorn  and  immediately  flings  himself  up  into 
the  air  a  yard  or  two,  his  wings  and  ruffled  crest 
making  a  ragged  outline  ;  jerk,  jerk,  jerk,  as  if  it 
were  with  the  utmost  difficulty  he  could  keep  even  at 
that  height.  He  scolds  and  twitters  and  chirps,  and 
all  at  once  sinks  like  a  stone  into  the  hedge,  and  out 
of  sight  like  a  stone  into  a  pond." 

All  I  have  said  above  requires  abatement  if  applied 
to  the  Tailor  Bird  (Orthotomus  sutorius),  which  is 
nevertheless  a  Wren  Warbler  by  nature  and  feature. 
But  it  is  a  bird  of  some  character  and  holds  its  tail  up. 
It  is  such  a  prominent  feature  of  the  bird  life  of  our 
gardens,  that,  if  I  cannot  make  it  recognisable,  these 
pages  may  as  well  cease.  But  before  describing  it  let 
me  remove  a  popular  error  by  stating  that  the  Tailor 
Bird  is  not  called  by  that  name  because  it  makes  a 
curious  nest,  nor  because  it  comes  out  of  an  egg,  nor 
for  any  other  senseless  reason.  More  than  twenty 
years  ago  I  was  shown  the  cup-shaped  nest  of  a  Fly- 
catcher, as  a  great  curiosity,  and  was  informed  that 
this  was  the  nest  of  the  famous  Indian  Tailor  Bird.  It 
did  not  occur  to  my  informant  to  ask  why  the  maker  of 
that  nest  should  be  called  a  tailor  rather  than  a  potter 
or  a  watchmaker  ;  and  I  have  discovered  since  that  his 
kind  is  common.  Therefore  I  take  this  opportunity 
to  explain  that  a  Tailor  Bird  is  called  a  Tailor  Bird 
because  it  sews.  When  its  nesting  time  approaches, 
which  is  during  the  monsoon,  it  searches  fora  shrub 

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Io6  TkE    WARBLERS. 

or  bush,  with  large,  soft  leaves,  and  drawing  two  of 
them  together,  proceeds  to  stitch  them  to  one  another 
round  their  edges.  At  that  season  the  silk-cotton  tree 
is  bursting  its  pods  and  scattering  its  white  clusters, 
so  the  tiny  tailor  has  seldom  any  difficulty  in  finding 
cotton,  which  it  spins  into  thread  with  its  deft  little 
feet  and  beak.  But  if  it  can  get  ready-made  thread, 
so  much  the  better.  Jerdon  tells  of  one  which 
regularly  watched  the  dirzie  in  the  verandah,  and 
as  soon  as  he  had  left  his  seat  for  the  day,  pounc- 
ed down  upon  his  carpet  and  carried  off  his  ends 
of  thread  in  triumph.  The  bird's  needle  is  its  sharp 
beak.  Piercing  a  hole  in  the  leaf,  it  passes  the 
thread  through  and  knots  it  at  the  other  side,  and 
so  on  till  it  has  joined  the  two  leaves  by  their  edges 
all  round  and  made  a  neat  pocket,  or  purse,  with  its 
mouth  at  the  top,  or  a  little  to  one  side.  Then  a  soft 
padding  of  cotton  inside  makes  it  ready  to  receive  its 
treasure  of  three  or  four  pretty  little  eggs.  They 
vary  a  good  deal  in  colour,  but  are  generally  white, 
thinly  spotted  with  light-red.  I  have  often  seen  a 
nest  made  of  a  single  large  leaf,  and,  on  the  other 
hand,  where  broad-leaved  plants  are  scarce,  the  bird 
will  use  more  than  two  ;  but  the  fewer  leaves  the  less 
tailoring,  as  the  bird  knows. 

Last  monsoon  I  was  standing  in  the  verandah  of  a 
friend's  house  in  Bombay  when  I  saw  an  eager  Tailor 
Bird  tugging  desperately  at  a  coir  mat.  1  felt  sure 
that  it  must  be  in  straits  for  something  to  make  its 
nest  of,  and  knowing  that  my  friend  had  a  kind  heart 
for  the  deserving  poor,  I  brought  the  case  to  his 
notice  the  same  evening.  He  promptly  stuck  a 
bunch  of  clean  cotton  wool  in  the  trellis,  and  almost 


THE    WARBLERS. 

before  I  was  out  of  bed  next  morning  the  bird  had 
noticed  it  and  was  carrying  off  large  beak-fulls.  He 
practised  a  certain  amount  of  guile,  but  was  easily 
tracked  to  a  low,  dense  bush  in  the  garden,  where, 
with  such  charitable  assistance,  he  did  not  take  long 
to  make  his  wife  a  very  cosy  house.  It  may  encour- 
age others  in  doing  good  to  know  that  in  due  course 
a  fine  family  was  reared  and  sent  out  into  the  world 
in  spite  of  the  crows. 

The  Tailor  Bird  is  green,  or  greenish-brown,  on 
the  upper  parts,  with  a  golden  tinge  on  the  fore- 
head. The  under  parts  are  white.  When  the  neck 
is  stretched,  a  narrow  dark  mark  appears  on  each  side 
of  it,  as  if  the  bird  had  been  trying  to  cut  its  throat. 
In  figure  and  gait  it  is  very  like  the  Jenny  Wren  at 
home,  but,  instead  of  the  apologetic  stump  which 
that  bird  holds  up  behind,  it  has  a  long  and  elegant 
tail,  with  the  two  centre  feathers  prolonged  beyond  the 
rest.  It  is  no  musician,  but  has  a  remarkably  loud 
and  clear  voice,  and  is  constantly  saying  tow/lit, 
tow/tit,  towhit,  or  else  tow/tee,  tow/tee,  tow/tee. 

There  is  another  kind  of  Tailor  Bird,  which  Jerdon 
calls  the  Dark  Ashy  Wren  Warbler  (Prinia  socMis). 
It  is  remarkable  for  laying  red  eggs.  They  are 
meant  to  be  thickly  spotted  with  red  on  a  white 
ground,  but  often  the  spots  are  so  thick  that  there  is 
no  ground  colour  left.  This  bird  is  larger  and  has  a 
longer  tail  than  the  other,  and  is  of  a  dark,  ashy- 
brown  on  the  upper  parts.  The  under  parts  are 
buffy,  or  reddish-white,  and  the  two  colours,  dark 
and  light,  are  sharply  separated  on  the  sides  of  the 
neck.  This  is  the  feature  by  which  I  recognise  the 
bird  most  casilv.  It  is  not  nearlv  so  common  in 


IO8  THE    WARBLERS. 

Bombay  as  the  true  Tailor  Bird.  As  a  tailor,  ladies 
say  it  is  not  such  a  neat  worker. 

Another  species  which  is  everywhere  in  Bombay  is 
the  one  which  Jerdon  calls  the  Common  Wren 
Warbler  (Drymoipus  inornatus).  Its  scientific  name 
is  a  happy  one.  "  Inornate  "  describes  the  bird  in  a 
word.  It  is  a  typical  member  of  the  group,  a  tiny, 
dingy,  homely,  long-tailed  bird,  with  nothing  striking 
about  it.  Jefferies'  account  of  the  song  fits  it  exactly. 
It  is  not  a  tailor,  but  it  constructs  a  very  ingenious 
and  beautiful  nest,  woven  of  fine  grass  and  worked 
into  three  or  four  high  reeds,  or  stems  of  upright 
shrubs.  The  nest  is  always  well  concealed  by  foliage, 
but  after  the  monsoon,  when  the  leaves  have  fallen,  it 
comes  into  view.  Old  nests  of  this  kind  are  often  to 
be  seen  in  Bombay.  There  are  few  prettier  eggs 
than  those  of  tHis  unornamented  bird.  They  are  of  a 
pale  blue-green  colour,  thickly  marked  at  the  larger 
end  with  spots  and  blotches  and  fine  lines  of  chocolate- 
brown.  There  are  four  or  five  of  them. 

The  Tree  Warblers  differ  from  the  Wren  Warblers 
in  this,  that  they  pass  their  lives  in  trees  and  not 
among  grass  and  low  bushes.  There  are  other  differ- 
ences too.  The  Wren  Warbler  is  flimsy  and  feeble, 
loose-jointed  and  fluffy-feathered,  encumbered  with  a 
long  pendulous  tail  and  fitted  with  little  wings  that 
just  serve  to  carry  it  in  a  jerky  way  from  bush  to  bush. 
The  Tree  Warbler  is  a  shapely  bird,  slim  but  firm, 
wiry,  athletic,  with  a  well-proportioned  tail  and  wings 
that  will,  when  the  season  arrives,  take  it  from 
continent  to  continent.  For  all  our  Tree  Warblers 
are  foreigners.  One  of  the  commonest  makes  its 
nest  in  Sind,  but  others  go  to  the  Himalayas  or 


THE    WARBLERS.  1 09 

Cashmere,  Central  Asia  or  Europe.  In  the  cold 
season  they  turn  southwards  again  and  diffuse 
themselves  over  every  corner  of  India.  Many 
reasons  have  been  assigned  for  this  strange  "  mi- 
gratory instinct,"  as  it  is  called,  which  affects  so 
many  species  of  birds.  No  philosopher,  as  far  as 
I  know,  has  bestowed  as  much  thought  upon  this 
same  instinct  as  it  manifests  itself  in  Viceroys  and 
Governors,  members  of  Council,  wives  and  other  spe- 
cies of  the  genus  Homo.  To  me  the  matter  appears  to 
lie  in  a  nutshell.  When  a  place  becomes  too  hot,  ortoo 
cold,  or  too  wet,  the  inhabitants  feel  a  very  natural  in- 
clination to  leave  it  and  go  to  some  place  which  is  more 
comfortable.  And  they  do  so.  Not  all;  some  humble 
creatures,  muskrats,  for  example,  and  frogs  and 
toads  and  husbands  and  some  others,  cannot  get 
away.  Others  are  kept  back  by  a  love  of  home, 
or  a  disinclination  for  change.  But  those  that  can 
go  generally  do  go,  and  so  it  grows  into  a  fashion. 
Among  birds  a  fashion  soon  acquires  a  hereditary 
force  and  we  call  it  an  instinct.  In  the  case  of  the 
Tree  Warblers  there  is  a  simple  and  all-sufficient 
reason  for  this  annual  journey  southwards,  which  is, 
that  if  they  remained  they  would  starve.  Birds  that 
live  entirely  on  small,  soft-bodied  insects,  cannot 
afford  to  spend  the  winter  in  a  climate  in  which  the 
lower  forms  of  life  almost  cease  during  that  season. 
But  in  the  tropics  there  is  no  time  of  the  year  when 
spiders  and  little  insects  of  many  kinds  may  not  be 
had.  So  to  the  tropics  they  go,  as  Jacob  and  his 
family  went  to  Egypt.  And  in  every  green  tree,  at 
almost  any  hour  of  the  day,  you  may  see  them  hop- 
ping from  twig  to  twig,  flitting,  clinging,  looking 


I  TO  THE    WARBLERS, 

under  spray  and  leaf,  ceaselessly  and  silently.  For 
they  hardly  make  a  sound,  except  a  low  tik  at  intervals. 
They  hold  no  intercourse  with  each  other  :  even  family 
ties  seem  to  be  sundered  for  the  season.  I  have 
said  that  there  are  many  species,  but  the  differences 
between  them  seldom  amount  to  more  than  this,  that 
one  is  greenish-brown  and  another  is  brownish-green, 
and  another  is  a  little  yellowish  on  the  under-parts, 
or  has  a  pale  eyebrow,  or  a  faint  band  on  the  wing, 
or  is  half-an-inch  longer  or  half-an-inch  shorter. 
Some  few  are  marked  more  distinctly,  but  they  be- 
long to  a  side-branch  of  the  family.  Among  these  is 
the  English  Whitethroat,  which  spends  the  winter 
with  us,  and  the  Blackcap,  a  much  larger  bird  with  a 
black  cap.  I  believe  that  both  these  may  occasionally 
be  seen  in  Bombay. 

Among  the  long  reeds  that  grow  near  water  about 
the  Flats  there  is  a  plain  brown  bird,  larger  than  a 
sparrow,  which  has  an  invincible  objection  to  being 
seen.  And  it  would  succeed  without  difficulty  if  it 
could  keep  quiet ;  but  it  feels  impelled  to  say  chuck 
every  few  seconds,  in  a  loud,  emphatic  tone  of  voice. 
Then,  when  you  look  for  it,  it  gets  a  dense  bush, 
or  clump  of  reeds,  between  itself  and  you,  and  as 
you  move  round  the  one  side  it  moves  round  the 
other  and  says  chuck.  It  is  a  most  exasperating  bird. 
I  have  spent  hours  trying  to  get  a  sight  of  it,  with 
little  enough  success,  but  I  believe  it  is  the  Large  Reed 
Warbler  (Acrocephalus  stentorius),  which  also  belongs 
to  a  different  branch  of  the  great  family  of  Warblers. 
There  is  a  lesser  edition  of  the  same,  Acrocephalus 
dumetorum,  which  may  be  met  with  in  Bombay  also 
during  the  cold  season, 


CHAPTER     XIX, 


THE  WATER-WAGTAILS,  PIPITS 
AND  TITS, 

WHEN  I  was  a  boy  the  Wagtails  had  a  peculiar 
fascination 
for  me,  and 
the  feeling 
has  not  quite 
faded  away 
yet.  There 
is  something 
so  original 
and  droll 
about  their 
idea  of  life  1 
To  hold  a 
long  tail 
horizontally 
behind  you 
and  wag  it 
v  igorously 
and  inces- 
santly, to 
spend  your 
days  near 
cool  waters, 


Wagtail  and  Tree  Pipit 

running  about  on  the  ground — not  hopping  like  a  spar- 
row, but  running  with  alternate  steps — and  catching 
little  somethings  in  the  air,  this  is  the  Wagtail's 


112    THE  WATER-WAGTAILS,    PIPITS    AND    TITS. 

notion  of  the  way  to  be  happy.  And  it  is  happy  :  the 
vivacity  and  nimble  eagerness  of  all  its  motions  leave 
no  doubt  about  that.  No  other  bird  behaves  in  this 
fashion.  I  feel  sure  that  there  must  be  some  depart- 
ment of  insect  life  which  other  birds  have  missed, 
or  despised,  atrl  which  the  Wagtails  have  appropriat- 
ed. There  are  green  caterpillars  on  the  tender  shoots 
and  little  birds  to  seek  for  them,  there  are  grasshop- 
pers in  the  grass  and  mynas  to  chevy  them,  there  are 
beetles  and  earwigs  under  the  fallen  leaves  and  bab- 
blers to  dislodge  them,  there  are  midges  in  the  air  and 
swallows  to  hawk  them,  there  are  grubs  in  the  rotten 
bough  and  woodpeckers  to  dig  them  out ;  but  besides 
all  these  it  appears  that  there  are  minute  winged  things 
on  moist  ground  in  great  abundance,  which  rise  like 
snipe  when  startled,  and  these  are  the  game  of  the 
Water-wagtail.  It  runs  and  turns  and  twists  and 
leaps  into  the  air,  and  you  cannot  see  what  it  is  after, 
but  you  distinctly  hear  the  snap  of  its  little  bill,  like 
the  pop  of  a  distant  snipe-shooter's  gun.  It  follows 
the  cattle  in  the  pastures  and  runs  in  and  out  among 
their  feet ;  they  are  its  beaters,  which  drive  the  game 
for  it.  Or  it  hunts  by  itself  in  cool  places,  on  the 
shady  side  of  the  house  and  wherever  large  trees  keep 
out  the  sun. 

I  am  thinking  of  the  Grey  Wagtail,  which  often 
wanders  far  from  water,  but  not  from  coolness  and 
shade.  It  is  by  far  the  commonest  species  we 
have  and  a  very  familiar  bird  throughout  the  cold 
weather.  In  the  costume  which  it  wears  at  that 
season  the  upper  parts  are  bluish-grey,  but  its  fore- 
head and  whole  face  are  white.  On  its  breast  there 
is  a  black  patch,  exactly  like  a  child's  bib,  and  below 


THE  WATER-WAGTAILS,    PIPITS    AND    TITS.     113 

that  again  it  is  white.  In  summer  it  dons  a  different 
costume,  in  which  the  throat  and  breast  and  the  back 
of  the  head  and  neck  are  all  black,  but  we  seldom, 
if  ever,  see  this,  because  at  that  time  it  is  in  Siberia 
or  thereabouts.  There  is  a  difficulty  about  the  name 
of  this  bird.  There  are  in  fact  two  species  of  Grey 
Wagtails,  quite  distinct  from  each  other,  but  very 
difficult  to  distinguish,  so  much  alike  are  they  in 
their  winter  plumage.  In  the  early  seventies  Mr. 
A.  O.  Hume  was  very  much  exercised  about  these 
two  birds,  and  at  that  time  he  was  very  innocent  of 
any  leaning  towards  Buddhist  principles  in  the 
matter  of  taking  animal  life.  He  engaged  all  his 
friends  and  helpers  in  a  jehad  against  the  whole  race 
of  Grey  Wagtails,  that  he  might  determine  to  which 
species  they  belonged.  I  never  heard  the  number  of 
the  slain,  but  some  survived,  and  I  believe  that  by 
far  the  greater  number  of  those  which  visit  us  are  of 
the  species  known  in  Europe  as  the  White  Wagtail 
(Motacilla  alba).  In  Jerdon's  book  this  and  the  other 
are  lumped  together  under  the  name  Motacilla  duk- 
khiinensis,  the  Black-faced  Wagtail,  a  most  unfortu- 
nate name  for  a  bird  whose  most  striking  feature, 
when  it  comes  to  us,  is  its  clean  white  face. 

Then  there  are  the  Yellow  and  Green  Wagtails, 
birds  with  olive  or  slaty  backs  and  yellow  breasts, 
perplexingly  like  each  other  in  their  winter  plumage. 
The  two  commonest  kinds  are  described  by  Jerdon 
under  the  names — the  Grey-and-Yellow  Wagtail 
(Calobates  sulphured]  and  the  Indian  Field  Wagtail 
(Budytes  viridis).  All  these  come  to  us  in  September 
and  remain  till  nearly  May,  disporting  themselves  in 
all  open  places.  They  are  always  to  be  found  among 
15 


ti4    TriE  WATER-WAGTAIL^,  PIPITS    ANt>    TITS. 

the  tents  on  the  Esplanade,  enchanting  the  children, 
a&d  those  whose  hearts  are  still  child-like,  with  their 
pretty  familiarity. 

There  is  only  one  other  species  which  1  need 
mention.  It  is  a  permanent  resident  and  is  very 
common  all  over  the  Deccan,  but  not  so  often  seen  in 
Bombay,  because  it  is  more  a  water  bird  than  the 
others  and  will  not  wander  far  from  its  river  or  tank. 
It  will  have  nothing  to  do  with  salt  water.  The 
species  I  mean  is,  of  course,  the  Pied  Wagtail, 
(Motacilla  maderaspatana).  It  is  a  larger  bird  than 
the  others  and  is  coloured  very  like  the  Magpie 
Robin,  shining  black  on  the  upper  parts,  with  a 
broad  white  patch  on  the  wing,  and  pure  white  from 
the  breast  downwards.  Its  tail  is  half  black  and  half 
white.  It  has  also  a  broad  white  eyebrow,  which  the 
Magpie  Robin  has  not.  It  is  a  very  sweet  singer 
and  is  sometimes  caged.  While  all  our  other 
Wagtails  are  migratory,  the  Pied  Wagtail  not  only 
remains  with  us  the  whole  year,  but  sticks  to  one 
spot.  One  reason  for  this  appears  to  be  that  it  is 
always  engaged  in  bringing  up  a  family.  Barnes 
mentions  one  pair  which  made  five  nests,  or  at  least 
laid  eggs  five  times,  in  less  than  half  a  year,  and  I 
once  found  a  large  series  of  old  nests  of  all  ages  on 
the  beams  of  a  bridge.  Any  ledge,  or  shelf,  or  niche 
near  to  water  will  do.  An  old  boat  affords  endless 
eligible  sites,  and  I  do  not  believe  you  will  find  a 
discarded  hulk  on  a  river  anywhere  in  the  Deccan 
without  a  pair  ot  Pied  Wagtails  in  possession,  singing 
and  swinging  their  long  tails  and  driving  off  all  rivals. 
There  are  usually  three  or  four  eggs,  of  a  greenish- 
white  colour,  spotted  and  splashed  with  brown. 


tHE  VVATEk-WAGTAlLS,   PIPlTS    AND    flTS.     li^ 

The  Pipits  are  birds  midway  between  the  Wagtails 
and  the  Larks.  Their  tails  are  long,  but  not  very 
long,  and  they  wag  them  a  little.  In  plumage  they 
resemble  Larks.  There  are  many  kinds  in  India, 
most  of  which  love  stony  hills  and  barren  plains. 
One  species,  however,  which  Jerdon  calls  the  Indian 
Titlark  (Corydalla  rufula),  meets  us  almost  every- 
where, often  consorting  with  the  Wagtails.  It  is  a 
permanent  resident,  making  its  nest  on  the  ground 
like  a  lark.  I  ought  also  perhaps  to  mention  the 
Indian  Tree  Pipit  (Pipastes  agilis),  so  called  because, 
though  it  lives  and  feeds  on  the  ground,  it  always 
flies  up  into  a  tree  when  frightened.  In  its  tastes  it 
resembles  the  Wagtail,  seeking  moist  and  cool  places, 
and  the  shade  of  trees,  but  in  its  character  it  is  quite 
the  reverse  of  that  restless  creature.  It  is  a  quiet 
bird,  seldom  uttering  a  sound,  walking  softly  and 
picking  up  little  insects  gently,  while  its  tail  wags 
slowly  like  a  mechanical  toy.  It  is  of  a  sociable 
disposition,  and  you  will  often  see  half-a-dozen 
feeding  under  the  shade  of  one  tree.  In  the  country 
which  lies  opposite  our  harbour,  where  the  roads  are 
often  avenues  of  fine  trees,  you  may  meet  scores  of 
these  birds  in  a  morning's  walk.  They  let  you  come 
very  near  and  then  all  fly  silently  into  the  tree  above 
them.  They  will  not  hop  about  there,  but  sit  silently 
for  a  little  and  then  fly  down  again.  You  will  recog- 
nise them  more  easily  by  these  traits  than  by  colour 
or  shape,  for  there  is  nothing  striking  about  the  Tree 
Pipit.  It  leaves  us  as  the  hot  season  comes  on  and 
goes  to  bring  up  its  young  on  the  Himalayas. 

The  Larks  outfit  to  follow  next,  for  they  arc  in 
many  respects  very  near  to  the  Pipits,  but  in  the 


l  1 6    THE  WATER-WAGTAILS,  PIPITS    AND    TITS. 

arrangement  which  Jerdon  adopted  they  were  widely 
separated  on  account  of  their  stouter  bills  and  more 
vegetarian  habits.  Of  the  soft-billed,  insect-eating, 
birds,  there  is  only  one  family  left,  that  of  the  Tits, 
and  in  that  family  there  is  only  one  bird  which  Bom- 
bay can  claim.  That  is  the  White-eyed  Tit  (Zoste- 
rops  palpebrosus),  a  bright  little  creature  scarcely 
larger  than  an  Amadavat,  of  a  clear  green  colour 
passing  into  canary-yellow  on  the  breast.  "  It  gets 
its  name  from  a  narrow  ring  of  white  round  each  eye, 
which  gives  a  peculiar  expression  to  its  face.  In  the 
cold  season  flocks  of  these  birds  wander  about  the 
trees,  uttering  a  soft  cheeping  note,  and,  though  I 
cannot  say  I  have  actually  seen  them  in  Bombay, 
they  are  so  often  seen  just  across  the  harbour  that  they 
cannot  possibly  pass  us  by.  In  the  rains  the  flocks 
break  up  into  pairs  and  make  their  neat  little  nests 
and  lay  their  pretty  blue  eggs,  but  not  on  the  coast. 
I  suppose  the  rainfall  is  too  heavy  here. 

The  Indian  Gray  Tit,  that  dapper  little  bird,  with 
black  head  and  white  cheeks,  which  makes  itself  so 
familiar  in  our  gardens  in  Poona,  does  not  appear 
to  come  below  the  Ghauts.  The  pretty  Yellow  Tit, 
easily  recognised  by  its  foppish  little  black-and-yellow 
crest,  is  not  very  rare  on  the  coast,  but  I  have  not 
seen  it  in  Bombay. 


CHAPTER   XX. 


THE   CROWS. 

WE  have  now  done  with  the  Dentitostres  and 
come  to  the 
Conirostre  s , 
or  Conical 
Bills,  Cuvi- 
e  r  's  next 
tribe.  The 
d  i  ffer  ence 
between 
these  two 
tribes  is  one 
that  presents 
itself  to  every 
boy  who 
keeps  pets. 
The  "soft- 
billed  "birds, 


of  which  the 
Robin  or 
Nightingale 
may  be  taken 
for  an  exam- 
p  1  e,  must 


Black  and  Grey-necked  Crows. 


be  fed  on  artificial  foods  representing,  as  nearly  as 
possible,  the  insects  which  are  their  natural  diet. 
They  seem  to  be  delicate  and  difficult  to  rear,  but  it 
is  only  because  you  cannot  give  them  exactly  the 


I  1 8  THE    CROWS. 

kind  of  food  that  their  constitutions  require.  They 
are  like  sailors  fed  on  salt  pork  and  ship's  biscuit, 
who  must  have  a  little  lime  juice  regularly,  or  else 
they  will  get  scurvy.  So  these  birds  will  get  ill 
unless  you  supply  them  with  living  insects  occasion- 
ally, and  "  Every  Boy's  Book"  gives  directions  to 
juvenile  bird-fanciers  for  breeding  meal-worms  and 
maggots.  The  "  hard-billed  "  birds,  on  the  contrary, 
need  little  else  than  good  seed  and  fresh  water,  for 
that  is  their  natural  diet.  For  this  reason  the  birds 
of  that  tribe  are  more  commonly  kept  as  pets.  Of 
course  there  are  many  birds  which  do  not  fit  quite 
neatly  into  either  division.  The  Starling,  for  exam- 
ple, has  not  a  very  stout  bill  and  will  eat  anything. 
But  this  difficulty  meets  every  system  of  classification. 
Nature  has  not  done  birds  up  in  bundles  and  labelled 
them,  and  on  whatever  principle  we  attempt  to  sort 
them,  we  soon  find  that  there  are  many  which  seem 
to  belong  to  one  lot  in  some  respects  and  to  another 
lot  in  others.  I  have  followed  the  arrangement 
adopted  by  Dr.  Jerdon,  as  I  said  at  the  beginning, 
because  his  book  is  the  only  readable  account  of 
Indian  birds  which  yet  exists,  and  it  is  not  likely  to  be 
superseded  in  our  time.  He  divides  the  Conirostres, 
as  far  as  India  is  concerned,  into  four  families,  the 
Crows,  the  Starlings,  the  Finches,  and  the  Larks. 

To  begin  with  the  first,  there  is  surely  little  for  me 
to  say  about  the  Common  Crow.  It  speaks  for  itself. 
We  all  know  enough  about  it.  And  yet  this  is  not 
true,  for  in  another  sense  we  never  know  enough 
about  it.  The  subject  is  inexhaustible.  In  any 
company  in  India,  if  conversation  flags,  bring  the 
Crow  upon  the  tapis  and  it  will  start  into  animation 


THE    CROWS.  Iig 

again.     Zoologically   considered,  the  Crow  is  merely 
a  bird  of  the  corvine  family,  which  is  found  abun- 
dantly throughout  the  peninsula  of  India,  and  is,  as 
the  phrase  goes,  "  too  well  known  to  require  descrip- 
tion."    But  then  its  chief  point  is   that    you   cannot 
consider  it  zoologically,   except,  indeed,  as  you  may 
consider  man  zoologically,     There  are  said  to  be  men 
of  science  in  Germany  who  have  succeeded  in  purging 
their  minds  completely  from  all  taint  of  sentiment  and 
unreason,  and  can  think  of  man  with  scientific  pre- 
cision as  one  of  the  many  species  of  the  mamalian  order 
Quadrumana.     But  to  most  of  us  this  is  impossible. 
We  think  habitually  of  man  and  animal  as  contrasted, 
and  the  Crow  takes  its  place  in  our  minds  with   man, 
not,  indeed,  as  a  kind  of  man,  but  as  an  appendage  to 
him,  one  of  the  conditions  of  his  life,    an   element  of 
his   social   system.     This   is   the   peculiarity   of  the 
Crow.     It  has  separated  itself  from   the   category  of 
birds  which  live  in  the  fields  and  woods  and   belong 
to  nature.     It  lives  in  towns  and  belongs  to   man    in 
the  sense  in  which  we  contrast  man  and  nature.     Like 
the  Mahar  outside  an  Indian  village,  whose  perquisite 
is  the  hides  of  all  the  cattle  that  die  in  the  village,  the 
Crow   lives   outside  the  bungalow    and   claims  the 
refuse  of  all  food  eaten  within  it.     But  if  you   do   not 
provide   a  reasonable   amount  of  refuse,  the  Crows 
will  come  inside  and  help  themselves,  as  the  Mahars 
will  poison  cattle  if  enough  do  not  die  of  themselves  ; 
for  there  is  no  right  to  which  the   Crows   cling   more 
tenaciously  than  the  right  to  be  fed  by  the  man  whose 
compound  they  clean.     Sometimes   Crows  feed    on 
fruits,  or  hunt  for  worms  in  ploughed  fields,  or  gather 
to  catch  the  winged  white-ants  which  issue   from    the 


120  THE    CROWS. 

ground  before  rain.  But  that  is  as  boys  gather  black- 
berries, or  trespass  in  a  field  and  eat  raw  turnips. 
Crows  will  not  look  to  nature  for  a  living.  A  "  wild  " 
Crow,  living  in  a  forest  or  field  and  foraging  for  itself, 
is  a  thing  I  have  not  seen. 

Of  course  I  am  referring  to  the  common,  or  "  grey- 
necked,"  Crow.     The  black  Crow,  which  Jerdon  calls 
the    Indian     Corby,     is    different.     Though    it   often 
haunts  our  back  premises  in  company  with  the  others 
and  snatches  a  share  of  anything  that  may  be    going, 
it  is  still  a  wild  bird,  and  you  will  often  find  it  at  home 
in  the  jungles,  far  from  all  human  habitations.     It   is 
very  abundant  on  shady    country  roads,   feeding   on 
the  fruit  of  the  banian  tree  or  the  peepul,  and  when 
the  traveller  sits  down  in  a  cool  place  and  lights  a  fire 
to  cook  his  mid-day  meal,   the   black  Crows   see  the 
smoke  from  afar  and  come  to  wait    upon    him.     They 
kill  lizards  and  spit  frogs  on  their  black  beaks,  and  I 
am  afraid  that  eggs  and  young   birds   form   no  small 
part  of  their  diet.     Compared    with    the   grey-necked 
Crow,  the  black  species  is  not  common  in  Bombay,  but 
it  gets  commoner  as  you  go  south  and  in  some  places 
quite  replaces  the  other.    It  is  known  to  science  as  Cor- 
vtts  macrorhynchus.     Macrorhynchus  is  a  formidable- 
looking  word,  but  only  means  Big  Beak.  The  common 
grey-necked  Crow  has  got  the  name   of  Corvus  splen- 
dens  ;  whether  from  the  glossy  blackness  of  its  wings, 
or  the  splendour  of  its  impudence,  I  will  not   pretend 
to  say.     It  was  once  more  aptly  named  Corpus  impu- 
dicus,  and  one  could  wish  that  name  had  remained. 

Crows  are  fond  of  sleeping  together.  Near  almost 
every  village  there  is  a  large  tree  which  is  the  dormi- 
tory, and  to  this  they  gather  from  long  distances  as 


THE    CROWS.  121 

vening  comes  on.  When  the  total  eclipse  of  the  sun 
occurred  in  January  1898,  the  Crows  of  Viziadroog, 
where  I  was  encamped,  were  quite  taken  in  and  all 
gathered  together  in  the  sleeping-tree.  When  day 
reappeared,  almost  before  they  had  got  their  heads 
tucked  in,  they  all  started  into  the  air  with  a  simul- 
taneous shout  of  surprise  and  indignation.  They 
seemed  to  think  that  a  practical  joke  had  been  played 
upon  them.  I  do  not  know  why  they  sleep  together. 
It  may  be  for  safety,  for,  though  Crows  have  not 
many  enemies,  there  is  a  large  horned  owl  which 
wrings  their  necks  at  night.  I  esteem  the  horned  owl 
for  that.  It  may  seem  uncharitable  in  me,  but  I  con- 
fess that  I  cannot  extend  to  the  Crow  those  feelings 
with  which  I  regard  all  other  birds,  I  have  never  felt 
a  qualm  of  conscience  about  taking  a  Crow's  life.  It 
is  not  their  depredations,  nor  their  impudence,  nor 
their  rowdy  noises.  I  could  endure  all  these.  What 
I  cannot  forgive  is  the  constant  and  ruthless  massacre 
of  innocents  that  goes  on  where  Crows  are  allowed  to 
have  their  own  way.  They  watch  every  little  bird 
to  find  out  if  it  has  a  nest,  they  count  the  days 
tilt  the  first  young  sparrow  flutters  out  on  its  untried 
wings,  they  pounce  upon  it  and  carry  it  to  the 
nearest  tree  and  hold  it  under  one  foot  and  pick  it 
to  pieces,  absolutely  callous  to  the  shrieks  of  the 
parents  as  they  flutter  round,  distracted  but  helpless. 
For  this  I  shoot  the  Crow  without  remorse. 

Though  they  sleep  together,  the  Crows  do  not 
breed  in  company.  Each  pair  makes  its  nest  apart, 
in  a  mango  tree  if  there  is  one  at  hand.  The  nest  is 
a  clumsy-looking  structure,  but  very  strongly  put 
together,  and  in  the  centre  there  is  a  neatly-made 

16 


122  THE    CROWS. 

hollow,  the  shape  of  a  finger  bowl,  lined  with  coir,  or 
with  horse-hair  stolen  from  a  mattress,  or  with  what- 
ever material  can  be  had,  not  excepting  brass  wire 
from  old  sodawater  bottles  ;  for  in  Bombay  the  Crow 
population  has  multiplied  to  such  an  extent  of  late 
years  that  the  competition  for  nesting  materials  has 
become  terrible.  In  Marine  Lines,  as  the  season 
advances,  the  Crows  patrol  the  road,  or  the  garden- 
walks,  waiting  for  sticks  to  fall,  or  they  get  up  into 
the  trees  and  tug  at  twigs  which  are  still  green  and 
will  not  come  off.  It  is  not  many  years  since  a  pair 
living  in  the  Fort  discovered  a  real  El  Dorado  in  an 
Optician's  shop.  They  worked  that  mine  so 
stealthily  and  cleverly  that  before  they  were  discovered 
they  had  succeeded  in  abstracting  about  Rs.  400 
worth  of  spectacle  frames,  which  they  had  worked  up 
into  a  very  superior  nest,  combining  durability  and 
lightness  like  a  "  helical  tube."  The  museum  of  the 
Bombay  Natural  History  Society  contains  a  ponderous 
nest  made  entirely  of  iron  wire,  taken  apparently 
from  the  ruins  of  railway  fences.  There  are  generally 
four  eggs,  of  a  dull  bluish-green  colour,  blotched 
with  brown.  They  are  laid  in  May,  so  that,  if  all 
goes  well,  the  youngsters  will  have  arrived  at  the 
most  expensive  age  just  when  the  monsoon  comes, 
bringing  frogs  and  all  manner  of  plunder.  But  if  all 
does  not  go  well  the  mother  and  her  naked  infants 
stand  a  chance  of  being  washed  out  of  bed  together 
some  stormy  night.  In  Canara  the  Crows  will  not 
risk  this,  and  have  their  nests  at  the  end  of  the 
monsoon.  The  eggs  of  the  Black  Crow  are  some- 
what larger  than  those  of  the  common  kind,  and  its 
nest  is  usually  made  earlier  in  the  season. 


THE    CROWS.  I  23 

Though  Crows  are  not  gregarious,  like  Rooks, 
I  am  certain  there  is  such  a  thing  as  Crow  society, 
with  its  accepted  rules  of  propriety  and  etiquette. 
When  two  Crows  quarrel,  the  neighbours  always 
arbitrate,  and  I  have  seen  them  helping  the  weaker 
party  by  pulling  off  the  other.  They  hold  assemblies, 
which  certainly  have  a  definite  common  purpose.  We 
cannot  guess  what  that  purpose  is,  but  how  should 
we  ?  Could  any  intelligent  Crow  guess  the  purpose  of 
a  meeting  of  our  Municipal  Corporation?  Sometimes 
also  they  combine  clamorously  to  punish  some 
member  of  the  community.  I  believe  this  is  for  an 
offence  against  propriety.  Crows  are  great  sticklers 
for  propriety. 


CHAPTER     XXI. 


THE  MYNAS. 

THE  European  Starling  is  common  enough  in  the 
north  of  India,  but  does  not  roam  so  far  south  as 
Bombay.  Its  place  is  taken,  however,  by  a  group 
of  birds  which,  though  very  differently  dressed,  can- 


Brahminy  ' Mynas. 

not  disguise  their  relationship  to  the  starling,  for 
the  family  features  are  too  plain.  In  the  air  they 
have  the  same  direct,  business  like  flight  ;  on  the 
ground  the  same  parade-step  ;  they  have  the  same 
flexible  voice  and  talent  for  mimicry;  they  make 
their  nests  in  holes  and  lay  blue  eggs.  Of  course  I 


THE    MYNAS.  125 

mean  the  Mynas,  which,  among  all  classes  of  natives 
who  keep  pets  at  all,  are  favourite  cage-birds  for 
many  reasons,  but  chiefly  because  they  can  be 
taught  to  speak.  The  performance  is  rather  like 
a  Punch-and-Judy  dialogue,  and  you  need  to  be 
told  what  the  bird  is  saying  before  you  can  recognise 
it.  But  that  matters  little  ;  it  amuses  people  who  can 
find  little  interest  in  the  really  amusing  traits  of  the 
bird's  natural  character. 

For  the  Myna  has  a  character.  I  once  had  a  Myna 
and  a  canary  in  cages  which  hung  at  my  window. 
A  ruffianly  crow  came  in  one  day  and  perched  on  the 
top  of  the  canary's  cage.  Of  course  the  silly  bird 
fluttered  all  round  the  cage,  clinging  to  the  bars,  and 
gave  the  crow  the  chance  it  wanted.  It  caught  a 
leg  in  its  powerful  beak  and  tried  to  pull  it  through 
the  bars.  But  the  canary's  body  could  not  pass 
through,  so  the  poor  bird's  leg  was  literally  torn  out 
by  the  roots,  and  it  died  in  a  few  minutes.  I 
suppose  the  crow  swallowed  the  leg,  and  shortly 
afterwards  it  returned,  thinking  to  have  a  leg  of 
the  Myna  for  its  next  course.  I  was  in  the  room, 
but  it  did  not  see  me  ;  so,  after  glancing  round 
the  room  with  a  proprietary  air,  it  bounced  on  to  the 
top  of  the  Myna's  cage.  But  the  Myna,  sitting  on  its 
perch,  knew  it  was  quite  safe  and  felt  no  agitation  ; 
so  it  was  free  to  take  an  interest  in  the  crow,  and  its 
interest  fixed  instantly  on  an  ugly  black  toe  which 
hung  down  through  the  bars  over  its  head.  It  caught 
that  toe  in  its  sharp  beak  and  made  an  example  of  it, 
I  tell  you,  it  was  exhilarating  to  observe  the  sudden- 
ness with  which  that  crow  jumped  to  the  conclusion 
that  it  had  urgent  business  elsewhere.  Here  is  the 


126  THE    MYNAS. 

difference  between  a  Myna  and  a  canary.  A  canary 
cannot  learn  that  it  is  safe  inside  a  cage.  The 
name  of  the  common  Myna,  given  it  by  Linnasus 
himself,  is  Acridotheres  tristis,  which  means  the  sad 
grasshopper-hunter.  Grasshopper-hunter  is  admir- 
able, but  why  it  should  be  called  sad  is  a  puzzle,  for 
no  bird  seems  to  be  more  uniformly  in  good  spirits. 
Jerdon  suggests  an  explanation  in  its  sober  suit  of 
quaker  brown,  the  "  sad  colour  "  of  our  forefathers. 
The  whole  of  its  body  is  of  this  colour,  getting  grad- 
ually paler  on  the  underparts.  Its  head  and  throat 
and  breast  are  glossy  black,  but  the  black  passes  into 
the  brown  without  striking  contrast.  All  is  sober 
and  unobtrusive,  yet  the  Myna  never  looks  other- 
wise than  well-dressed.  When  it  flies  a  white  bar 
opens  out  on  the  wing,  and  its  tail  is  also  bordered 
with  white.  Its  beak  and  legs  are  yellow,  and  there 
is  a  small  patch  of  bare  yellow  skin  behind  each  eye. 
No  bird  is  a  more  characteristic  feature  of  Indian  life 
than  the  Myna.  It  is  everywhere,  in  town  or  village, 
held  or  garden,  sometimes  walking  after  cattle  and 
catching  the  grasshoppers  they  startle,  sometimes 
patrolling  a  field  on  its  own  account,  nodding  its 
head  at  every  step.  It  is  always  among  the  scarlet 
flowers  of  the  Coral  Tree  when  they  are  in  bloom. 
Mynas  are  eminently  sociable.  They  go  in  pairs,  or 
small  parties,  talking  a  great  deal.  They  sleep  in 
company  like  Crows,  and  jabber  incredibly  while 
getting  to  bed.  In  the  heat  of  the  day  a  Myna  likes 
to  retire  to  some  cool,  dark  nook,  in  a  shady  tree,  and 
enjoy  a  siesta,  or  carry  on  a  gentle  soliloquy.  Keeky^ 
keeky,  keeky,  it  says  to  itself,  then  chitrr^  churr,  kok, 
kok,  kok.  Each  time  it  says  kok  it  points  to  the 


THE    MYNAS. 

ground  with  its  beak  and  bobs  its  head.  What  the 
exercise  means  is  more  than  I  can  tell.  It  is  so  hard 
to  understand  a  bird.  A  caged  Myna  lightens  its 
captivity  by  practising  all  the  sounds  which  it  hears. 
But  it  is  not  necessary  to  cage  a  tame  Myna.  If  you 
get  it  young  enough  it  will  become  a  member  of  the 
family  and  live  about  the  house  like  the  cat.  Mynas 
make  their  nests  in  holes  and  lay  four  or  five  blue 
eggs.  They  have  two  or  three  broods  in  the  year, 
generally  in  the  monsoon,  when  grasshoppers  are 
cheap  and  plentiful.  In  the  jungles  they  will  appro- 
priate holes  made  by  woodpeckers  and  barbets,  or 
find  hollows  in  rotten  boughs,  but  in  a  town  there  are 
always  enough  of  suitable  holes  to  be  had  in  walls 
and  roofs.  They  do  not  build  in  chimneys  like  Star- 
lings, because  there  are  no  chimneys. 

There  is  another  species  of  Myna  called  by  Jerdon 
AcridotheresfuscuS)  the  Dusky  Myna,  which  is  so 
like  the  common  one  that  it  is  not  usually  distin- 
guished, except  by  naturalists,  but  if  you  get  a  near 
view  of  it  you  may  recognise  it  at  once  by  a  little  tuft, 
or  crest,  not  on  the  crown  of  its  head,  where  birds 
generally  wear  their  crests,  but  on  the  bridge  of  its 
nose.  It  also  wants  the  little  patch  of  yellow  skin 
behind  the  eye,  and  its  general  hue  is  more  dusky. 
This  is  more  of  a  jungle  bird  than  the  other,  and 
therefore  avoids  Bombay,  but  it  is  common  enough 
on  the  other  side  of  the  harbour.  The  pale  Bank 
Myna  (Acridotheres  ginginianus),  so  common  in 
Guzerat,  is  not  found  here. 

Next  we  have  some  charming  birds  belonging  to 
another  branch  of  the  Myna  family.  They  are  small- 
er and  daintier  birds  than  the  Common  Myna,  and 


1  28  THE    MYNAS. 

walk  less  on  the  ground,  for  they  live  chiefly  on  fruit. 
The  commonest  is  the  Brahminy  Myna  (Temenuchus 
pagodarum),  a  good  name,  for  it  is  a  high-caste  bird. 
It  is  smaller  than  a  Starling,  but  looks  more  stoutly 
built,  being  fuller  about  the  neck  and  shorter  in  the 
tail.  Its  back  and  wings  are  ashy-brown,  while  the 
throat,  breast,  and  all  the  underparts  are  of  a  soft, 
reddish-fawn,  or  terra-cotta  colour.  On  its  head  it 
has  a  crest  of  long,  narrow,  silky  black  feathers, 
which  lie  gracefully  on  the  back  of  its  neck,  except 
when  it  raises  them  to  express  surprise.  Its  beak  is 
blue  at  the  base  and  yellow  at  the  point.  With  this 
exception  there  is  nothing  gaudy  about  the  bird,  and 
you  almost  need  to  have  it  in  your  hand  to  know 
what  a  beauty  it  is.  The  way  in  which  the  soft 
colours  pass  into  each  other  and  are  shaded  off  on  the 
margins  of  the  wings  and  tail  cannot  be  told  in 
words.  The  Brahminy  Myna  is  a  regular  frequenter 
of  the  Coral  Tree  and  the  Silk-cotton  Tree  when  in 
flower,  and  of  the  Banian  and  Peepul  when  in  fruit. 
It  is  not  uncommon  in  parts  of  Bombay.  It  breeds, 
like  its  relations,  in  holes,  and  lays  blue  eggs.  There 
are  usually  some  at  the  Crawford  Market,  for  it  is  a 
favourite  cage-bird.  It  has  a  sweet  voice  and  a  little 
song. 

The  Grey-headed  Myna  (Temenuchus  malabaricus) 
is  very  like  the  Brahminy,  but  all  its  colours  are 
paler  and  it  has  no  black  on  the  head.  Its  crest  is 
striped  grey  and  white.  I  do  not  think  it  ever  breeds 
in  this  part  of  the  country,  but  in  the  cold  season, 
or  just  after  the  rains,  it  haunts  the  Banian  trees  in 
little  flocks,  picking  holes  in  the  bright  red  fruit.  It 
is  a  quiet  bird,  and  you  must  look  for  it  if  you  wish 


THE    MYNAS.  I  29 

to  see  it.     Both  this  and  the  last  fly  like  Starlings, 
straight  and  swiftly. 

The  best-known  of  all  the  tribe  among  bird-fanciers 
is  the  Bengal  Myna,  a  big,  rather  coarse,  glossy 
black  bird,  with  an  orange-yellow  beak  and  two 
"  ears  "  of  bare  yellow  skin.  But  it  is  only  a  Bombay 
bird  in  the  sense  that  it  is  never  absent  from  the 
Crawford  Market.  Scarcely  any  bird  in  India  is 
held  in  higher  esteem  as  a  talker,  for  it  has  a  rich 
voice  of  great  variety  and  compass  and  is  really  a 
clever  mimic.  A  friend  of  mine  came  into  possession 
of  one  which  had  taught  itself  the  whole  series  of 
noises  with  which  a  Hindoo  lets  the  world  know  that 
he  is  scouring  his  teeth  and  cleansing  his  mucous 
membranes  generally,  and  it  used  to  rehearse  these 
in  the  morning.  It  had  to  be  sent  into  exile  till 
chotee  hazree  was  over. 

There  is  yet  another  bird  which,  though  not 
usually  called  a  Myna,  must  go  with  them.  Un- 
fortunately it  lacks  a  good  English  name.  Up- 
country  it  is  commonly  called  the  Jowaree  Bird,  for 
it  is  an  incorrigible  plunderer  of  ripening  grain. 
Jerdon  calls  it  the  Rose-coloured  Starling  (Pastor 
roseus).  This  bird  spends  the  sumrrier  and  brings 
up  its  family  somewhere  in  Syria,  or  Mesopotamia, 
but  almost  before  the  rains  are  over  it  returns  and 
overruns  India  in  vast  hordes,  driving  the  farmer 
to  despair.  On  the  coast  we  know  it  best  as  the 
most  rowdy  habitue  of  the  Coral  Tree  and  the  Silk- 
cotton  Tree,  already  mentioned.  These  two  trees, 
botanically  so  different,  unite  in  filling  a  very  curious 
place  in  the  economy  of  nature.  Soon  after  the 
monsoon  is  over  they  part  with  every  leaf  and  stancl 
'7 


I3O  THE    MYNAS. 

out  bare,  gaunt,  and  thorny.  Then,  after  an  interval, 
they  hang  out  a  signboard  of  scarlet,  or  crimson, 
flowers  at  the  end  of  every  naked  branch,  to  invite 
the  weary  wayfarer  to  stop  and  have  a  drink.  For 
each  separate  blossom  is  a  flowing  bowl,  and  the 
liquor  in  it  is  as  delicious  to  a  bibulous  bird  as 
11  sherris  sack"  was  to  Falstaff.  Every  tree  becomes 
a  public-house  and  a  scene  of  revelry  and  riot.  The 
Crows  are  there,  of  course,  and  the  King  Crows  and 
the  Mynas,  and  even  the  temperate  Bulbul  and  the 
demure  Coppersmith,  and  many  another,  and  here 
and  there  a  Palm  Squirrel,  taking  his  drink  with 
the  rest,  like  a  foreigner.  But  the  rowdiest  element 
in  all  the  motley  rout  is  the  jolly  company  of  Rosy 
Starlings.  They  drink  and  swagger  and  babble 
and  brawl,  from  before  sunrise  till  the  heat  of  noon- 
day sends  them  off  to  sleep.  But  the  days  of  riot 
are  soon  over.  By  March  the  birds  are  getting 
their  new  costume  for  the  fashionable  season  in  their 
Syrian  home.  And  a  beautiful  costume  it  is.  The 
head,  with  its  long,  silky  crest,  and  the  breast  and 
wings  and  tail  are  glossy  black,  but  the  back  and  all 
the  underparts,  from  the  breast  downwards,  are  of 
a  pure  rosy-cream  colour. 


CHAPTER    XXII. 


THE  WEAVER  BIRDS. 

AFTER  the  Mynas  come  the  Fringillidas,  or  Finches, 


the  little  seed-eating- 
birds  which  form  so 
large  a  proportion  of 
our  cage  pets.  Jerdon 
divides  them  into  several 
[families,  among  which 
he  gives  the  first  place  to  the  Weaver  Birds.  There 
are  several  species  in  India,  but  we  know  only 
one,  Ploceus  baya^  the  Weaver  Bird  par  excellence 
and  the  head  of  the  clan.  And  we  know  it  by 
its  works  :  of  itself  few  of  us  know  much  ;  most 
of  us  nothing.  It  is  like  Cheops,  whose  pyramid 
we  gape  at.  Yet  it  were  surely  worth  while  to  learn 
something  of  the  marvellous  little  workman  who 
weaves  champagne  bottles  of  grass  and  hangs  them 
upside  down  on  the  trees  so  securely  that  two  monsoons 
will  not  wash  them  away.  That  workman  is  a  com. 


1 32  THE    WEAVER    BIRDS. 

monplace  little  bird,  about  the  size  of  a  sparrow  and 
marked  very  like  a  sparrow.  It  easily  passes  for  a 
sparrow  and  does  not  care,  but  on  a  near  view  the 
two  are  easily  distinguished,  for  a  sparrow  is  grey  and 
brown,  whereas  the  prevailing  tone  of  a  Weaver 
Bird  is  yellow.  Its  underparts  are  all  of  a  dull 
yellow  tint,  and  the  feathers  of  the  back  and  wings 
are  bordered  with  brownish-yellow.  Its  very  bill  is 
yellow.  As  the  hot  season  advances  the  male  gets 
itself  a  wedding  suit,  in  which,  I  confess,  it  is  rather 
a  dandy.  The  crown  of  its  head  and  its  breast  then 
become  bright  yellow  and  its  face  becomes  black. 
But  it  resumes  its  humble,  workaday  costume  at  the 
end  of  the  rains. 

Weaver  Birds  are  more  than  sociable.  They  not 
only  feed  together  in  large  numbers  and  sleep 
together  in  thousands  among  the  mangroves  that 
border  all  our  large  creeks,  but  they  like  to  make 
their  nests  and  bring  up  their  young  in  company. 
At  that  time  they  become  especially  jovial  and  noisy. 
The  books  all  say  that  the  Weaver  Bird  has  no  song, 
and  I  will  not  maintain  that  its  voice  is  musical,  or 
that  it  makes  any  pretence  to  be  a  soloist ;  but  it  is 
grand  at  a  chorus.  When  a  glorious  company  of 
Weaver  Birds  join  in  song,  the  likeness  to  an  after- 
dinner  performance  of  "  He's  a  Jolly  Good  Fellow  " 
is  most  striking.  Or  sometimes  I  compare  it  to  a 
party  of  British  soldiers  returning  home  from  a  festive 
meeting,  whom  the  spirit  of  patriotism  makes  vocal. 

To  come  to  those  wonderful  nests.  The  birds  usually 
begin  operations  in  July  or  August.  They  are  whim- 
sical in  the  choice  of  a  site.  One  essential  condition 
js  that  the  nest  must  hang  from  the  end  of  a  drooping 


THE    WEAVER    43IRDS.  13^ 

branch,  with  nothing  directly  under  it,  and,  as  a  Palm 
Tree  affords  many  such  situations,  a  palm  tree,  espe- 
cially a  Date  Palm,  is  often  fixed  upon  by  a  whole 
company.  In  the  museum  of  the  Bombay  Natural 
History  Society  there  is  a  branch  of  a  Brab  Palm  with 
fourteen  nests  attached  to  it.  Where  Palms  are  scarce 
a  thorny  Babul  or  Bore  tree,  drooping  over  a  tank,  is  a 
favourite  site  for  a  colony.  But  you  may  find  single 
nests,  or  groups  of  nests,  in  all  sorts  of  situations. 
Jerdon  says  that  in  Burma  the  eaves  of  a  thatched 
bungalow  are  often  fringed  with  nests.  He  counted 
over  a  hundred  hanging  from  the  roof  of  a  single 
bungalow  in  Rangoon.  One  thing  to  note  is  that 
there  is  never  the  slightest  attempt  at  concealment. 
The  Weaver  Bird  will  not  elude  its  enemies :  it  defies 
them.  Having  fixed  on  a  site,  the  birds  go  to  work 
with  a  will,  making  their  own  yarn  and  weaving  from 
dawn  till  evening.  Several  kinds  of  material  are 
used.  The  best  is  very  thin  strips  of  cocoanut  leaves. 
The  bird  notches  the  edge  of  a  leaf  with  its  beak,  and 
then  by  main  force  tears  off  a  long,  thin  fibre,  scarcely 
thicker  than  darning  cotton.  Any  kind  of  rank  grass 
can  be  treated  in  the  same  way  of  course,  and  is  much 
easier  to  rend  than  a  palm  leaf,  but  the  fibres  are 
softer  and  not  nearly  so  strong.  Grass  nests  are, 
therefore,  always  more  bulky  and  less  closely  woven 
than  those  made  of  palm  leaf.  The  process  of  build- 
ing is  as  follows.  The  fibres  are  first  wound  and 
twined  very  securely  about  the  twigs  and  leaves  at 
the  end  of  the  branch,  and  then  platted  into  each  other 
to  form  a  stalk,  or  neck,  several  inches  in  length.  As 
this  progresses  it  is  gradually  expanded  in  the  form 
of  an  inverted  wine-glass,  or  a  bell,  till  it  is  large 


134  THE    WEAVER    BIRDS. 

enough  for  the  accommodation  of  the  family,  and  then 
the  mouth  of  the  bell  is  divided  into  two  equal  parts 
by  a  strong  band  woven  across  it.  This  is  a  critical 
stage  in  the  progress  of  the  work.  For  now  the  birds 
can  sit  on  the  cross-band  and  judge  how  the  nest 
swings.  If  it  is' badly  balanced,  they  bring  lumps  of 
clay  and  stick  them  on  one  side  or  the  other  till  the 
defect  is  remedied.  At  least  this  is  Jerdon's  explana- 
tion of  the  curious  patches  of  clay  which  are  generally 
found  inside  of  Weaver  Birds'  nests.  The  native 
theory  is  that  they  are  wall  brackets,  in  which  fireflies 
are  stuck  for  the  illumination  of  the  nest.  This  is  one 
of  those  things  which  one  cannot  help  washing  were 
true.  The  scientific  spirit  which  we  of  this  century 
worship,  with  its  relentless  demand  for  whole  burnt 
offerings  of  sentiment  and  oblations  of  proof,  is  a 
spirit  of  a  dry  wind,  withering  the  garden  of  the  soul. 
But  nobody  really  knows,  except  the  Weaver  Bird 
itself,  why  those  lumps  of  clay  are  stuck  on  the  walls 
of  the  nest.  One  thing  certain  is  that,  for  some 
reason  or  other,  the  birds  often  get  dissatisfied  with 
the  nest  at  this  stage,  and  give  it  up  and  begin 
another.  In  every  colony  of  nests  there  are  several 
of  these  bells  with  a  band  across  the  mouth.  In  them 
the  cock-birds  will  sit  in  rainy  weather,  each  chatter- 
ing to  his  spouse  as  she  broods  on  her  eggs.  But  if 
the  nest,  when  it  has  reached  that  stage,  pleases 
them,  they  proceed  to  finish  it.  The  hen  sits  on 
the  cross-band  while  her  mate  fetches  fibres.  He 
pushes  them  through  to  her  from  the  outside  and  she 
returns  them  to  him.  So  they  weave,  closing  up  the 
bell  on  one  side  of  the  cross-band  so  as  to  form  a 
little  hollow  for  the  eggs,  and  prolonging  the  other 


THE    WEAVER    BIRDS.  135 

into  a  long  tunnel  or  neck.  The  rim  of  this  neck  is 
never  bound  or  hemmed.  It  grows  thinner  and  more 
flimsy  to  the  end,  which  is  frayed  out,  affording  no 
firm  hold  to  an  enemy.  The  most  daring  squirrel 
will  not  attempt  to  clamber  round  it  and  get  into  the 
nest,  especially  if  there  is  a  well  beneath.  The 
mother  and  her  young  in  their  water-tight  and  wind- 
proof  chamber  will  swing  in  perfect  security  from 
every  foe  but  man.  There  is  a  curious  difference  of 
opinion  about  the  number  of  eggs  laid  by  the  Weaver 
Bird.  Jerdon  says  two,  or  at  the  most  three,  and  is 
supported  by  Hume  and  other  good  authorities  ;  but 
the  late  Mr.  Barnes  protests  that  he  has  examined 
scores  of  nests  and  never  found  fewer  than  four,  and 
sometimes  as  many  as  six.  I  have  never  been  a 
plunderer  of  nests,  but  from  such  experience  as  I  have 
I  should  be  inclined  to  agree  with  Jerdon.  It  is  not 
impossible  that  the  nests  in  which  Barnes  found  five 
or  six  eggs  were  chummeries  occupied  by  more  than 
one  family. 

It  used  to  be  the  fashion  to  speak  of  beasts  and 
animals  as  being  endowed  with  some  mysterious 
faculty  called  "  instinct,"  which  was  a  sort  of  compen- 
sation to  them  for  the  want  of  reason.  When  a  bird 
made  a  wonderful  nest  it  was  supposed  to  be  working 
by  this  faculty,  without  using  its  intelligence.  I 
think  this  way  of  speaking,  or  thinking,  is  pretty  well 
exploded  now,  and  I  should  like  to  explode  it  a  little 
more.  It  is  quite  true  that  the  lower  animals  have 
by  inheritance  the  knowledge  of  many  things  which 
we  have  to  learn  for  ourselves  ;  but  the  difference  is 
one  of  degree,  not  of  kind.  So  when  a  bird  does  a 
clever  thing  you  may  be  sure  it  is  a  clever  bird* 


136  THE    WEAVER 

The  Weaver  Bird  is  no  exception.  If  taken  young 
it  may  be  taught  almost  anything.  Jerdon  quotes 
the  following  account  of  its  performances  from  Mr. 
Blyth  :— "  The  truth  is  that  the  feats  performed 
by  trained  Bayas  are  really  very  wonderful,  and 
must  be  witnessed  to  be  fully  credited.  Exhibitors 
carry  them  about,  we  believe,  to  all  parts  of  the  country, 
and  the  usual  procedure  is,  when  ladies  are  present, 
for  the  bird,  on  a  sign  from  its  master,  to  take  a 
cardamom,  or  sweetmeat,  in  its  bill  and  deposit  it 
between  a  lady's  lips,  and  repeat  this  offering  to  every 
lady  present,  the  bird  following  the  look  and  gesture 
of  its  master.  A  miniature  cannon  is  then  brought, 
which  the  bird  loads  with  coarse  grains  of  powder, 
or  more  commonly  with  small  balls  of  powder  made 
up  for  the  purpose  ;  it  next  seizes  and  skilfully  uses 
a  small  ramrod,  and  then  it  takes  a  lighted  match  from 
its  master,  which  it  applies  to  the  touch-hole.  We 
have  seen  the  little  bird  apply  the  match  five  or  six 
times  successively  before  the  powder  ignited,  which  it 
finally  did  with  a  report  loud  enough  to  alarm  all  the 
crows  in  the  neighbourhood,  while  the  little  Baya 
remained  perched  on  the  cannon,  apparently  quite 
elated  with  its  performance." 

Jerdon  also  says  that  the  Weaver  Bird  is  very  ready 
to  make  its  nest  and  bring  up  a  family  in  captivity  if 
it  is  only  allowed  room  enough. 


CHAPTER     XXIII. 


THE  AMADAVATS  AND  THE  MUNIAS. 

FROM  "Amidavad,"  the  learned  Dr.  Fryer  tells  us, 
come  small 
birds,  "spot- 
ted with  red 
and  white 
no  b  i  gger 
than  mea- 
sles," of 
which  "  fifty 
in  a  cage" 
make  an  ad- 
m  i  r  able 
chorus.  That 
was  more 
than  two 
hundred 
years  ago. 
I  do  not 
know  whe- 
ther they  still 
come  from 
Ahmedabad, 
but  the  name 
has  stuck  to 

them  and  they  still  come,  more  than  "  fifty  in  a  cage  " 
sometimes,  to  people  our  aviaries.  They  need  no 
description,  for  everybody  knows  them.  They  arc 


W kite-backed  and  Brown  M 


138          THE    AMADAVATS    AND    THE    MUNI  AS. 

the  tiniest  of  cage-birds,  and  have  red  beaks  :  whence 
they  are  sometimes  called  Waxbills.  The  Munias  are 
twice  as  large,  though  still  very  small,  and  have 
black,  or  slaty,  bills.  But  they  are  all  one  brother- 
hood, and  will  live  together  in  amity,  though  you 
pack  them  so  thick  that  some  have  to  find  a  perch  on 
the  backs  of  others.  So  you  will  find  them  packed  in 
the  cages  at  the  Crawford  Market.  But  they  are 
not  unhappy,  like  most  of  the  birds  there,  for  their 
wants  are  small.  Give  them  dry  seed  and  clean  water 
and  they  will  look  on  the  bright  side  of  things.  It  is 
to  this  happy  disposition  that  they  owe  their  popularity 
as  pets,  for  they  have  no  accomplishments  and  are  as 
silly  and  uninteresting  as  birds  can  be.  The  common 
Amadavat  has,  indeed,  a  little  piping  song,  which  is 
sweet,  though  feeble,  and  the  Brown  Munia  some- 
times warbles  a  love-sick  ditty  to  its  mate,  hopping 
absurdly  with  its  legs  straddled  out,  but  you  must  put 
your  hand  to  your  ear  to  catch  the  sound.  And  the 
rest  confine  themselves  to  a  note  of  one  syllable, 
which  they  repeat  about  thirty-five  times  in  a  minute 
when  they  are  in  good  spirits.  But  it  is  a  pleasant 
note,  and  I  think  a  cage-full  of  Amadavats  and 
Munias  in  the  verandah  always  adds  to  the  cheerfulness 
of  the  house.  The  common  Amadavat  (Estrelda 
amandavd)  is  found  in  most  parts  of  India,  but  I 
doubt  its  right  to  be  called  a  native  of  Bombay. 
There  are  always  some  in  the  island,  and  I  have  seen 
a  pair  making  a  nest  at  Tardeo,  but  I  suspect  they 
are  all  escaped  prisoners.  The  male  Amadavat  has 
two  suits  in  the  year.  In  summer  it  is  a  sparkling 
gem,  splashed  all  over  the  face,  breast,  and  back  with 
crimson,  which,  however,  keeps  its  brilliance  only  in 


THE    AMADAVATS    AND    THE    MtJNIAS.          139 

the  light  of  the  sun.  In  caged  birds  it  becomes  brick- 
red.  In  winter  the  crimson  feathers  are  mostly  doffed 
and  both  sexes  dress  alike. 

There  is  another  lovely  Amadavat,  which  Jerdon 
calls  the  Green  Waxbill  (Estrelda  formosa).  It  is 
light  green  above,  pale  yellow  beneath,  and  prettily 
banded  on  the  sides.  This  is  certainly  not  a  Bombay 
bird,  though  common  enough  in  cages,  together  with 
some  beautiful  foreign  species,  which  need  not  be 
mentioned  here. 

Of  the  Munias  there  are  at  least  two  species  which 
seem  to  be  really  resident  in  Bombay.  The  common- 
est is  Jerdon's  White-backed  Munia  (Munia  striata}^ 
a  black-and-white  bird  with  a  bluish  beak.  The 
"  smalT'  of  its  back  and  its  underparts,  from  the 
breast  downwards,  are  white.  All  the  rest  is  very 
dark  brown,  almost  black  in  parts.  Then  there  is  the 
Spotted  Munia  (M.  undulata  or  puncttilata),  of  a  rich 
brown  colour,  passing  into  chestnut  on  the  face  and 
throat.  The  underparts  are  white,  or  greyish,  with 
zebra  stripes  on  the  side.  Young  birds  are  of  a  dull, 
earthy-brown  colour.  Two  other  species  may  be 
described  here,  because  they  belong  to  our  Presidency 
and  are  common  in  cages.  One  is  the  Black-headed 
Munia  (M.  malacca}^  a  handsome  bird,  which  has 
its  home  in  Canara  and  Malabar.  Its  head,  throat, 
and  breast  are  glossy  black,  and  its  back,  wings,  and 
tail  bright  chestnut.  Below  the  breast  it  is  white. 
The  other  is  the  Plain  Brown  Munia  (M.  malabarica), 
which  may  be  found  wild  in  Bombay,  for  it  is  every- 
where, and  in  the  Deccan  is  one  of  the  commonest  of 
small  birds,  making  its  silly  nest  in  every  wayside 
bush  for  schoolboys  and  crows  to  do  what  they  like 


THE    AMADAVATS    AND    THE    MU 

with.  It  is  the  utterest  simpleton  of  a  not-talented 
family.  Its  nest  is  constructed,  after  the  Munia 
fashion,  of  fine  grass,  in  a  globular  form,  and  should 
contain,  I  believe,  about  half  a  dozen  pure  white 
eggs.  But  the  Brown  Munia  is  "  promiscuous  "  in 
family  matters.  It  will  lay  eggs  in  a  neighbour's 
nest  instead  of  its  own,  or  because  it  has  none  of  its 
own,  and  its  neighbour  will  never  be  so  unneigh- 
bourly  as  to  object.  Sometimes  two  or  more  families 
will  chum  together,  and  others  will  use  the  nest  as 
a  dormitory,  leaving  an  egg,  perhaps,  as  payment. 
So  it  happens  that  any  number  of  eggs  may  be  found 
in  a  Brown  Munia's  nest,  some  fresh,  some  "cook- 
ing," and  some  beyond  even  that.  Theobald  found 
twenty-five  eggs  in  one  nest.  In  an  aviary,  if  you 
provide  little  nest-boxes,  these  birds  will  behave  in 
the  same  happy-go-lucky  way.  I  do  not  understand 
how  they  succeed  in  keeping  their  place  in  the 
world  and  escaping  extermination,  but  they  are 
making  nests  and  laying  plentiful  eggs  all  the  year 
round,  so  I  suppose  that  the  doctrine  of  chances 
secures  a  certain  percentage  of  offspring.  The  Brown 
Munia  differs  from  the  other  species  in  having  a 
pointed  tail  and  not  holding  it  up.  It  is  a  light- 
coloured  bird,  pale-brown  when  fresh  caught,  but 
inclining  to  French-grey  if  kept  out  of  the  sun. 
Its  tail  is  black,  and  its  breast  and  underparts  are 
almost  white. 

I  once  saw  a  professional  bird-catcher  on  Malabar 
Hill  trapping  Munias.  Nothing  is  easier.  I  have 
trapped  a  good  many  myself.  If  you  put  out  a  cage 
with  a  few  birds  in  it,  every  passer-by  of  the  same 
species  will  come  down  to  inquire  after  their  health, 


THE  AMADAVATS  AND  THE  MUNIAS. 

and  if  you  put  an  empty  cage  beside  the  other,  and 
scatter  some  seed  in  it,  they  will  hop  in  quite  good- 
naturedly.  All  you  want  is  some  contrivance  to 
close  the  door  upon  them.  When  they  find  them- 
selves prisoners  they  are  not  the  least  discomposed, 
but  make  themselves  at  home  and  behave  in  a  friend- 
ly manner  to  the  former  occupants. 

There  are  many  kinds  of  foreign  Munias,  and  some 
species  from  other  parts  of  India,  which  find  their 
way  to  the  market  and  thence  to  the  aviaries,  but 
those  I  have  mentioned  are  all  that  we  have  to  do 
with  here. 


CHAPTER  XXIV. 


THE  SPARROWS,   BUNTINGS,  AND  LARKS. 

The  House  Sparrow  is  one  of  the  common  birds 
of  Bombay. 
It  is  a  hand- 
somer bird 
here  than 
it  is  in  Eng- 
land. Its 
colours  are 
brighter  and 
better  defin- 
ed. On  this 
account  a  n 
ill-ad  vi  sed 
attempt  was 
made  to  raise 
it  to  the  rank 
of  a  distinct 
species,  and 
it  appears  in 
Jerdon  a  s 
Passer  indi- 
<cus.  No  good 

C  O  m  e  S     of          Black-headed  Bunting  an.i  Finch  Lark. 
these  u  n- 

necessary  distinctions.  The  Sparrow  is  a  cosmo- 
politan, and  its  name  in  science  is  Passer  domes- 
ticus.  It  is  a  vulgar  little  body,  which  tries  to 


THE    SPARROWS,    BUNTINGS,    AND    LARKS.       143 

be  a   gentleman   and  attains   to   being  a   gent.     In 
dress  it   affects  smartness  and  in  manners  gentility. 
In   the   company   of  ladies    it    becomes    a    masher. 
Nevertheless,  I  like  the  little  Sparrow  out  of  doors. 
But  in  this  country  you  cannot  keep  it  out  of  doors. 
It  comes  in  and  makes  up  its  mind  that  it  will    have 
its  nest  in  the  corner  of  your  ceiling.     And  when  a 
Sparrow  makes  up  its  mind  nothing  will  unmake  it 
except  the  annihilation  of  that  Sparrow.     Its  faithful 
spouse  is  always,  and  very  strongly,  of  the  same  mind 
as  itself.     So  they  set  to  work  to  make  a  hole  in  the 
corner  of  the  ceiling-cloth,    and  they  tear  and   tug 
with  an    energy    which    leaves    no    room  for  failure. 
Then  they  begin  to  fetch  hay.     The  quantity  of  hay 
which  a  couple  of  Sparrows  will   carry  in  a  day   is 
almost  miraculous.     Most  of  it  tumbles  down  in  their 
efforts  to  stuff  it  into  the  hole,  for  they  always  bring 
larger   loads  than  they  can  manage.     I  remember  a 
pair  which  made  a  hole  directly  over  one  of  the  pic- 
tures   on    my    drawing-room    wall,    and    I    declare 
solemnly  that  you  might  have  fed  a  horse  on  the  hay 
which  I  removed   daily  and    hourly  from  behind  that 
picture.     This  savours  of  exaggeration,  perhaps,  but 
I    mean   a  hack-victoria  horse.     At  such    times   the 
House  Sparrow  requires  an  antidote,  a  u  Gem  Air- 
gun,"  or  something  of  that  sort.     I  once  saw,  with 
unfeigned   satisfaction,   a  pair  of  Sparrows  making 
their  nest  in  the  top  of  a  street-lantern  near  to  the 
Victoria   Station.     They   had  no  idea  that  that  lamp 
was  lighted  every  night  after  they  had  gone  to  bed, 
and,  when  they  arrived  each  morning  and  found  yes- 
terday's work  reduced  to  ashes,    they   did  no  doubt 
what  a  brave  Sparrow  always  does  in  such  circum- 


144  THE  SPARROWS,  BUNTINGS,  AND  LARKS. 

stances  :  they  looked  adversity  in  the  face  and  began 
again.  I  hope  they  are  at  it  still.  That  was  ten 
years  ago. 

There  are  several  near  relations  of  the  House  Spar- 
row which  have  not  attached  themselves  to  man,  like 
it,  and  one  of  them,  the  Yellow-throated  Sparrow 
(Passer  flavicollis),  is  common  enough  in  Bombay. 
It  is  a  more  elegant  and  shapely  bird  than  our  house 
pest,  but  an  unmistakeable  Sparrow.  Its  colour  is  a 
pretty,  uniform,  pale  ashy-brown,  with  a  double 
white  band  on  the  wing  and  a  touch  of  dark  chestnut 
on  the  shoulder.  The  underparts  are  a  little  paler 
than  the  upper.  It  gets  its  name  from  a  patch  of 
pure  yellow  on  the  throat,  but  you  must  get  near  it 
to  see  that.  It  makes  its  nest  during  the  hot  season 
in  any  convenient  hole,  often  outside,  but  never 
inside,  of  a  house.  The  end  of  a  hollow  bamboo 
affords  exactly  the  sort  of  accommodation  it  requires, 
for  which  reason  you  will  find  it  haunting  scaffoldings, 
plague  huts,  and  other  forms  of  temporary  archi- 
tecture. When  the  hen  is  on  the  eggs  the  cock  sits 
within  hearing  and  chirps  by  the  hour  with  the  true 
Sparrow  accent.  The  eggs  are  usually  three  or  four 
in  number  and  of  a  greenish-white  colour,  thickly 
blotched  and  clouded  with  brown. 

We  have  one  Bunting  which  almost  takes  the 
place  in  India  of  the  Yellow-hammer  at  home,  swarm- 
ing about  fields  and  hedges  and  singing  with  more 
cheer  than  music.  But  it  is  with  us  only  in  the  cold 
season,  being  a  Greek,  or  Syro-Phcenician,  by  birth. 
On  a  careless  view  the  Black-headed  Bunting  (Euspiza 
tnelanocephalci)  may  pass  for  a  Weaver  Bird  on 
account  of  its  yellow  front,  but  it  is  a  larger  and 


?HE  SPARROWS,  BUNTINGS  AND  LARKS.  145 

noticeably  longer  bird,  and  its  colours  are  different. 
In  a  mature  bird  the  whole  head  and  face  are  black 
and  contrast  with  the  bright  yellow  of  the  breast. 
The  shoulders  and  upper  back  are  rich  chestnut. 
In  the  Deccan  the  Black-headed  Bunting  visits  the 
bajree  and  jowaree  fields  in  hordes  and  takes  toll  from 
the  poor  farmer.  Many  are  trapped  and  brought  to 
Bombay  for  sale.  They  are  handsome  but  uninter- 
esting pets. 

The  Red-headed,  or  Chestnut-headed,  Bunting 
(Euspiza  hiteola]  is  another  species  which  is  not 
unlikely  to  be  met  with  in  Bombay. 

The  Larks  constitute  our  last  group  of  little  seed- 
eating  birds.  After  them  we  pass  on  to  pigeons  and 
game-birds.  In  a  former  paper  I  referred  to  the 
sort  of  man  who  holds  the  dogma  that  in  India 
birds  do  not  sing.  Of  course  that  man  never 
saw  a  Lark  in  this  country  and  does  not  believe  it 
contains  such  a  thing.  He  disputed  the  point  with 
me  once  from  dinner  till  bed-time,  propping  himself 
with  pegs  as  he  went  along.  As  a  matter  of  fact  the 
Indian  Skylark  (Alauda  gulgula),  which  is  scarcely 
distinguishable  from  the  English  bird  in  colour  and 
not  distinguishable  in  habit  or  song,  is  found  through- 
out this  country  wherever  there  is  an  acre  of  corn  land 
or  open  grassy  ground.  I  have  pleasant  recollections 
of  standing  on  the  Flats  in  Bombay  and  watching  it 
"  float  and  run  in  the  golden  lightning  of  the  sunken 
sun,"  till  it  was  out  of  sight,  and  then  listening  to 
the  shower  of  melody  which  it  continued  to  pour 
down.  I  suppose  it  is  less  common  there  now. 
Town  sweepings  and  refuse  are  not  conducive  to 
Larks. 


146  THE  SPARROWS,  BUNTINGS  AND  LARKS. 

There  are  two  other  species  of  Larks  found  through- 
out the  Presidency,  which  may  easily  be  confounded 
with  the  true  Skylark.  The  chief  difference  is  that 
they  have  both  a  sharp-pointed  crest  rising  from  the 
crown  of  the  head.  Jerdon  calls  one  of  them  the 
Malabar  Crested  Lark  (Alauda  malabarica]  and  the 
other  the  Small  Crested  Lark  (Spisalauda  devd). 

They  both  soar  and  sing,  but  I  am  ashamed  to  say 
that  I  know  very  little  about  their  song,  or  I  should 
be  ashamed  if  I  had  not  noticed  that  Jerdon  and 
Barnes  and  Gates  all  seem  to  avoid  saying  anything 
definite  on  the  subject,  from  which  I  infer  that  they 
knew  no  more  than  I.  The  fact  is  that  when  the  Lark 
is  singing  it  is  generally  out  of  sight,  or  too  high  up  to 
be  distinguished  clearly,  so  it  is  not  easy  to  be  sure 
which  species  you  are  listening  to.  It  seems  to  follow 
that  there  cannot  be  a  very  marked  difference  in  their 
songs.  The  Small  Crested  Lark  at  any  rate  is  very 
highly  esteemed  by  natives,  especially  Mahomedans, 
both  as  a  songster  and  a  mimic.  They  keep  it  in  a 
very  small  cage,  wrapped  in  folds  of  cloth  which  keep 
out  every  ray  of  light.  I  suppose  the  idea  is  that  a 
hermit's  cell  is  the  nearest  approach  to  heaven,  but  it 
is  a  curious  answer  to  Shelley's  question— 

What  objects  are  the  fountains 

Of  thy  happy  strain, 
What  fields  or  waves  or  mountains, 

What  shapes  of  sky  or  plain  ? 

It  succeeds.  Withdrawn  from  all  terrestrial  distrac- 
tions, the  birds  sing  as  they  do  when  they  are 
"  ringed  with  the  azure  world." 

Besides  these  we  have  two  birds  of  the  Lark  tribe 
which  are  not  exactly  Skylarks.  They  do  not  sing 


THE  SPARROWS,  BUNTINGS  AND  LARKS.   147 

at  heaven's  gate,  but  they  try  to  keep  up  the  tradi- 
tions of  the  family  by  soaring  to  a  little  height 
and  then  closing  their  wings  and  warbling,  or  whist- 
ling, as  they  fall.  Jerdon  calls  them  Finch  Larks. 
The  commonest  is  the  Black-bellied  Finch  Lark 
(Pyrrhidauda  grisea)^  a  happy  little  dust-coloured  bird 
with  a  very  squat  figure.  The  breast  and  underparts 
of  the  male  are  black  and  there  is  a  black  cross  on 
the  throat.  You  may  disturb  this  bird  at  its  dust 
bath  on  any  of  the  roads  that  cross  the  Flats.  The 
other  species  is  the  Rufous-tailed  Finch  Lark  {Ammo- 
manes  phoenicura),  a  large,  dark  brown  bird,  easily 
recognised  by  a  rich  rusty  red  colour  about  the  tail. 
It  also  has  a  noticeably  squat  figure,  too  broad  for 
its  size.  It  goes  in  pairs  and  may  be  seen  anywhere 
in  the  open  region  between  Tardeo,  Worlee,  and  Parel. 
All  the  Larks  make  their  nests  on  the  ground,  or 
rather  lay  their  eggs  on  the  ground,  for  there  is 
sometimes  not  much  nest.  They  usually  choose  the 
hot  season,  when  the  ground  is  dry,  and  their  dingily- 
speckled  eggs  are  hard  to  find. 


CHAPTER    XXV. 


THE     PIGEONS     AND     DOVES. 

EVERY  system  of  classification  puts  the  pigeons  and 
doves  Ln 
an  order 
by  [them- 
selves, for 
they  are 
distin- 
guished 
from  a  1 1 
other  birds 
bynotone, 
but  many, 
family 
features, 
which  can- 
not be  mis- 
take n  . 
Their 
beaks  are 
swollen 
and  soft  at 
the  base, 
but  hard  at 
the  point. 

Their  eyes  Turth  Doves' 

are   large  and   lustrous,    and   set  far    back    in    the 
head,    which   is   small.     Their  bodies  are    compact 


THE    PIGEONS    AND    DOVES.  149 

and  shapely,  their  tails  neither  very  long  nor  very 
short,  their  wings  generally  fitted  for  swift  and 
strong  flight.  They  rarely  carry  any  meretricious 
ornament,  such  as  crests,  or  trains,  or  fancy  plumes, 
but  they  are  all  beautiful  and  some  of  them 
exquisitely  lovely.  Yet  their  loveliness  is  not 
that  of  golden  orioles  and  kingfishers,  but  rather 
of  clouds  and  distant  hills  and  soft  sunsets.  Nor 
is  their  beauty  in  their  feathers  only  ;  their  eyes 
and  their  feet,  and  even  their  beaks,  match  their 
plumage  and  complete  the  effect.  I  think  also 
that  all  the  motions  and  attitudes  of  pigeons 
are  more  graceful  than  those  of  other  birds.  But 
these  are  outward  features.  There  are  also  inward 
characters  by  which  the  tribe  is  not  less  markedly 
distinguished.  They  are  all  vegetarians,  some 
feeding  on  grain  and  some  on  fruit,  but  refusing 
animal-food  in  every  shape.  It  is  said,  indeed,  that 
they  sometimes  eat  snails,  but,  if  this  is  true,  I 
believe  they  must  have  swallowed  them  by  mistake 
for  seeds.  Such  mistakes  will  happen  to  all  of  us. 
I  knew  a  person  whose  fate  it  was  once  to  mistake 
lizard's  eggs  for  small  white  "  sweeties."  But  let 
us  leave  that  subject  and  get  back  to  pigeons.  They 
drink  like  horses,  and  not  by  sips  as  other  birds  do. 
They  all  lay  white  eggs,  never  more  than  two  in 
number,  and  make  simple,  flat  nests  of  twigs,  which 
they  generally  place  in  trees  or  bushes,  but  some- 
times in  holes.  They  never  sing,  nor  chirp,  nor 
screech.  Their  voice  is  a  plaintive  moan,  or  coo, 
verging  sometimes  on  a  mellow  whistle.  But  their 
highest  distinction  lies  in  the  strength  of  their  social 
affections  and  the  purity  of  their  domestic  life,  In 


I5O  THE    PIGEONS    AND    DOVES. 

these  respects  they  arc  far  ahead  of  the  majority  of 
the  human  race.  Polygamy  and  polyandry  are  alike 
unknown  among  them.  They  are  all  monogamous, 
and,  as  far  as  my  observation  goes,  a  pair  once  united 
remain  true  to  each  other  till  death  do  them  separate. 
Their  arts  of  love  and  courtship  are  strangely  like 
our  own,  and  after  they  are  married  they  are  always 
assuring  each  other  of  their  affection  by  pretty  tokens 
of  tenderness.  They  are  also  devoted  to  their  children. 
I  had  a  pair  of  pigeons  of  which  the  hen  died  suddenly, 
leaving  two  naked  and  helpless  infants.  I  thought 
they  must  die,  but  the  father  took  the  whole  care  of 
them  on  himself  and  brought  them  up  successfully. 

After  all  this,  it  is  painful  to  say,  what  is  never- 
theless true,  that  pigeons  appear  to  have  been 
designed  in  a  special  degree  for  the  food  of  other 
creatures.  Being,  as  I  have  said,  strict  vegetarians, 
their  plump  bodies  are  both  wholesome  and  tasty.  In 
this  opinion  hawks  and  cats  are  at  one  with  man. 
And  having  no  means  of  protection  and  no  resource 
in  danger,  except  their  swiftness,  they  are  fair  game. 
But  they  hold  their  own  and  multiply,  for,  though 
they  lay  only  two  eggs  at  a  time,  they  go  on  making 
nest  on  nest  all  the  year  through — in  warm  countries 
at  least.  A  pair  of  domestic  pigeons,  if  provided 
with  two  nest  boxes,  will  have  eggs  in  the  second 
before  the  young  are  out  of  the  first. 

The  whole  tribe  may  be  divided  for  our  purposes 
into  three  groups,  namely,  Pigeons,  Turtle  Doves 
and  Fruit  Pigeons.  We  have  one  of  each  in  Bom- 
bay. The  Blue  Rock,  parent  of  all  domestic  pigeons, 
is  one  of  the  commonest  birds  of  Bombay.  It  differs 
from  the  Blue  Rock  of  Europe  in  having  the  lower 


THE    IMC, ICONS    AND    DOVKS.  151 

part  of  the  back  ashy  instead  of  pure  white,  and, 
as  this  difference  is  constant,  our  bird  has  been 
separated  under  the  name  Columba  intermedia,  but 
it  is  in  all  other  respects  the  same  bird.  It  has  been 
less  affected  by  domestication  than  any  other  bird 
or  beast  which  man  has  taken  under  his  care,  except 
the  Guinea  Fowl.  I  do  not  refer,  of  course,  to  fancy 
Pigeons, — Pouters  and  Fantails  and  the  like.  I 
regard  these  as  monstrosities,  like  the  Japanese  fishes 
with  spare  heads  and  tails.  The  ordinary  domestic 
Pigeon,  which  is  kept  for  practical  purposes,  differs 
from  the  original  stock  in  scarcely  anything  but 
colour.  Accordingly  it  "reverts"  to  a  state  of 
nature  without  difficulty,  and  many  white  and  parti- 
coloured pigeons  may  be  seen  about  the  Fort,  which 
have  deserted  some  dovecote  for  a  life  of  greater 
freedom,  or  perhaps  eloped  with  some  blue  lover. 
But  the  great  majority  of  the  birds  are  pure  Blue 
Rocks  that  have  never  known  the  care  of  man.  The 
race  is  found  in  every  part  of  India,  breeding  on 
cliffs,  or  in  the  sides  of  wells,  or  under  railway 
bridges,  and  plundering  the  peafields  for  miles 
around.  They  are  attracted  to  Bombay  by  two  things, 
plentiful  house  accommodation  and  the  benevolence 
of  pious  Hindoo  grain  merchants. 

We  have  also  one  Turtle  Dove,  the  species  which 
Jerdon  calls  the  Plain  Brown  Dove  (Turtur  cavi- 
bayensis).  It  is  a  humble  little  bird,  of  an  earthy- 
brown  colour,  passing  into  slaty-gray  on  the  wings 
and  tail,  and  tinged  on  the  head,  neck  and  breast, 
with  that  tender  tint,  peculiar  to  doves,  which  the 
natural  history  books  call  "  vinaceous,"  like  a  faded 
claret  stain  on  the  table  cloth.  On  each  side  of  the 


152  THE    PIGEONS    AND    DOVES, 

neck  there  is  a  miniature  chessboard  in  red  and  black. 
The  feet  are  red.  That  this  kind  of  dove  should  be 
found  only  in  Bombay  is  a  very  curious  fact,  which  I 
do  not  know  how  to  account  for.  India  is  rich  in 
species  of  doves,  some  of  which  are  widely  distri- 
buted and  some  rather  local.  All  over  the  plains 
of  the  Deccan  two  species  divide  the  land.  The 
large,  pale-gray  Ringdove  (Turtur  risoria}  swarms 
in  the  open  country,  and  the  little  Turtle  Dove 
above-mentioned  frequents  the  stations  and  gardens. 
In  Poona  it  is  the  "  common  or  garden "  Dove, 
walking  in  the  middle  of  the  paths  and  uttering 
its  broken  disyllabic  coo  from  the  pricklypear 
hedges.  But  you  may  go  down  the  whole  west 
coast,  from  Bombay  southwards  to  Malabar,  without 
meeting  it,  or  the  Ringdove  either.  Their  place  is 
taken  by  the  beautiful  Spotted  Dove,  with  its 
mournfully  sweet  voice.  On  the  mainland  and 
islands  just  across  our  harbour  it  is  very  plentiful ;  but 
I  have  never  seen  it  in  Bombay.  The  doves  I  have 
met  with  about  Cumballa  and  Malabar  Hills  all 
belong  to  the  species  so  common  in  Poona.  I  do  not 
know  whether  it  ever  breeds  in  Bombay.  Elsewhere 
it  makes  its  nest  in  a  prickly-pear,  or  any  other  thick 
bush,  if  you  can  apply  the  word  nest  to  a  flimsy 
platform  of  sticks,  so  thin  that  the  two  white  eggs 
can  be  seen  through  it  from  below. 

The  name  of  the  Plain  Brown  Dove  in  Jerdon  is 
Turtur  cambayensis^  but  in  later  books  T.  senegalensis. 
The  Spotted  Dove  is  T.  suratensis.  These  names 
are  historical  monuments,  indicating  the  places  from 
which  the  first  specimens  of  these  doves  found  their 
way  to  Europe. 


THE    PIGEONS    AND    DOVES.  153 

The  Fruit  Pigeons  are  green  birds,  which  try  to  be 
parrots,  but  nature  has  stamped  them  doves.  They 
live  entirely  on  fruit,  which  they  swallow  whole,  not 
having  parrot  beaks  to  carve  it  with.  A  very  wide 
gape  and  a  most  capacious  and  elastic  throat  make 
amends  to  some  extent  for  this  defect,  but  still  the 
Fruit  Pigeon  is  obliged  to  do  without  mangoes  and 
guavas.  It  finds  compensation  in  the  many  varieties 
of  wild  figs  which  every  forest  in  India  produces  in 
such  liberal  profusion.  When  a  fig  tree  fruits,  it 
fruits  all  over  and  all  at  once,  offering  a  feast  to  the 
whole  country  such  as  a  Rajah  gives  when  an  heir  is 
born  to  his  throne  ;  and  as  mendicant  Brahmins 
gather  from  distant  provinces  to  the  Rajah's  feast,  so 
the  Fruit  Pigeons  from  afar  flock  together  to  the  tree 
while  it  lasts,  and  gorge  themselves  twice  a  day,  first 
about  8  in  the  morning,  and  again  about  4  in  the  after- 
noon. Then  is  the  time  to  shoot  them,  for  they  are 
excellent  eating,  especially  if  their  tough  skins  have 
been  taken  off  before  cooking.  It  is  difficult  at  first 
to  see  them,  for  they  are  verdant  like  the  foliage 
among  which  they  sit  strangely  silent  and  motionless, 
bat  after  much  peering  among  the  leafy  boughs  you 
may  catch  sight  of  a  tail  oscillating  slowly  like  a 
pendulum.  There  is  a  solitary  green  bird,  sitting  like 
a  wooden  figure.  You  fire  and  two  fall  and  a  dozen 
fly  off.  If  you  are  as  other  men  you  will  probably 
utter  loud  and  naughty  words,  for  if  you  had  known 
there  were  so  many  birds  you  might  easily  have  had  a 
second  shot  at  them  as  they  flew.  But  if  you  are  wise, 
you  will  rule  your  spirit  and  be  still.  For  there  may 
be  a  score  of  pigeons  in  the  tree  yet,  and  others  will 
come  in  small  parties  from  time  to  time,  so  that,  with 

20 


154  THE    PIGEONS    AND    DOVES. 

patience,  you  may  make  a  very  respectable  bag  before 
the  feeding  hour  is  over.  Then  remorse  will  have  its 
turn,  perhaps,  as  you  gather  up  the  fallen  and  see 
what  perfect  loveliness  you  have  destroyed  for  the 
sake  of  your  stomach.  Body  and  wings  are  vivid 
green,  becoming  almost  yellow  on  the  breast  and 
under  parts,  head  and  tail  are  pure  dove  gray,  a 
slanting  yellow  bar  lights  up  each  wing,  and  the 
shoulder  is  finished  off  with  a  splash  of  lilac.  The 
feet  are  orange  yellow  and  the  eyes  carmine  with  a 
narrow  outer  ring  of  the  most  intense  blue.  This  is 
Jerdon's  Southern  Green  Pigeon  (Crocopus  chlori- 
gaster],  which  is  the  common  species  of  the  Bombay 
Presidency.  My  reason  for  counting  it  among  the 
Birds  of  Bombay  is  that  I  believe  it  has  been  seen 
about  Malabar  Point  ;  and  indeed,  where  Banian  and 
Peepul  trees  are  so  plentiful,  it  is  not  likely  to  be 
absent, 


CHAPTER  XXVI. 


POULTRY  AND  GAME  BIRDS. 

THE  next  great  Order  of  birds,  of  which  the  domestic 
moorghee  is  for  ever  the  type,  is  by  no  means  so 
homogeneous  as  the  Pigeons.  Indeed,  the  variety 
of  forms  and  fashions  in  which  it  exhibits  itself  has 


,it  v,;-.y,. 
1'fc'Il 


Bush    Quails. 

no  parallel  except  among  fashionable  womankind. 
Some  of  the  Pheasants  have  tails  twice  as  long  as 
their  bodies  ;  the  Quail  has  a  tail,  but  you  must 
search  for  it  if  you  wish  to  see  it ;  the  Peacock  has  an 
average  tail,  but  the  feathers  of  the  back  above  it  are 
developed  into  a  train  four  feet  long.  Head-dresses 
are  as  various,  The  Peacock  wears  a  corona  of 


156  POULTRY  AND    GAME    BIRDS. 

peculiar,  racket-shaped  feathers  ;  the  domestic  Cock  a 
fleshy  comb  and  wattles  ;  the  Turkey  an  extensile  red 
nose,  while  some  of  the  Pheasants  have  beautiful 
crests.  To  come  to  colour,  that  mixture  which  is 
known  as  "  game,"  is  very  much  in  vogue.  It  con- 
sists of  light  upon  dark  shades  of  brown,  in  bars, 
or  borders,  or  little  splashes,  or  fine  wavy  lines,  a 
sort  of  tartan,  always  the  same  in  character,  but 
varying  in  detail  with  each  clan.  This  is  the  costume 
of  Quails  and  Partridges  and  many  others  through 
life,  and  it  is  characteristic  of  the  young  of  all,  or 
almost  all.  But  the  aristocracy  of  the  race,  the 
Peafowls  and  Pheasants  and  Jungle  Cocks,  when 
they  come  of  age,  are  apparelled  with  an  extravagance 
of  splendour  which  no  other  race  of  bird  can  ap- 
proach, except  the  Humming  Birds.  This  finery  is 
usually  the  peculiar  badge  of  the  male.  The  other 
sex  is  attired  with  modesty,  though  always  taste- 
fully and  often  beautifully.  This  is  doubtless  con- 
nected with  another  point  in  which  these  birds  differ 
from  Pigeons,  namely,  that  they  are  nearly  all 
polygamists.  To  win  a  harem  and  keep  it  is  for  them 
success  in  life.  To  this  end  the  young  beau  must 
dress  and  strut  and  dance  and  bow  and  scrape  and 
practise  all  the  arts  that  enslave  the  female  heart, 
and  he  must  fight  too.  Almost  all  the  birds  of  this 
order  are  armed  with  spurs  on  their  legs  and  practise 
the  art  of  fence  from  their  very  chicken-hood.  If  one 
has  a  harem  it  follows  that  many  must  do  without 
wives.  These  are  the  unsuccessful,  which  go  about 
alone,  moody  and  resentful,  trying  to  sow  dissension 
in  the  homes  of  the  more  lucky,  sometimes  getting 
thrashed  for  their  pains  and  sometimes  thrashing  the 


POULTRY    AND    GAME    BIRDS.  157 

master  of  the  house  and  taking  possession  of  his  wives, 
who  are  nothing  loth.  This  form  of  social  life  has  also 
been  tried  among  men,  but  its  influence  on  character 
has  not  proved  elevating.  It  does  not  tend  to  produce 
good  fathers  nor  worthy  sons,  as  David  found  out 
and  Solomon  too.  And  among  gallinaceous  birds  the 
father  does  not  take  much  interest  in  his  offspring. 
The  mother  retires  into  solitude  and  brings  them 
up  herself.  Fortunately  they  need  far  less  care  than 
the  young  of  other  birds  generally.  Born  on  the 
ground,  they  get  on  their  own  legs  as  soon  as  they 
leave  the  egg,  and  they  do  not  open  their  little  mouths 
to  be  fed,  but  pick  up  food  for- themselves,  the  mother 
showing  them  the  way.  So  they  are  very  soon  able 
to  shift  for  themselves,  though  they  follow  the  mother 
for  months.  Under  these  conditions  a  mother  can 
manage  a  much  larger  family  than  if  she  had  to  feed 
each  one  with  a  spoon,  and  the  mothers  of  this  order 
are  usually  like  the  old  woman  who  lived  in  a  shoe,  as 
I  remember  her  represented  in  my  early  picture  books. 
But  there  is  usually  only  one  brood  in  the  year. 

Gallinaceous  birds  are  not  musical  ;  in  fact,  there 
is  a  defect  in  their  vocal  organs,  so  that  they  cannot 
modulate  their  voices.  They  utter  clucks  or  clicks, 
or  a  long  shrill  note,  dislocated  in  the  middle, 
which  is  called  a  crow.  Jerdon  quotes  the  obser- 
vation that  there  is  an  analogy  in  many  points  be- 
tween this  order  and  the  Ruminants  among  beasts, 
namely,  the  cattle  and  sheep  and  deer.  Certainly 
the  gallinaceous  birds  appear  to  be  even  more  dis- 
tinctly designed  for  food  than  the  Pigeons.  There 
is  no  race  of  birds  that  man  persecutes  more  per- 
sistently. 


158  POULTRY    AND    GAME    BIRDS. 

This  is  a  very  long  preface,  but  in  truth  there  is 
little  else  to  be   said,  for   the  gallinaceous  order   is 
almost    unrepresented     among     the     wild    birds    of 
Bombay.     From  a  sporting  paper  that  once  flourished 
amongst  us  it   appears   that,    in    the   early  years  of 
the  century,  when  a  Griffin  arrived,  it  was  considered 
a  good  joke  to   lend  him  a  couple  of  pariah  dogs, 
with  ears  and  tails   cropped,  and   send    him    to  Old 
Woman's  Island  (i.e.  Colaba)   to  shoot  Partridges  ; 
but  I  do    not   know  whether   the    point  of   the  joke 
was   that   there    were    Partridges    in    Old    Woman's 
Island  or  that  there  were  none.     There  are  none  now. 
On    the    other    side    of    the    harbour    the    Painted 
Partridge    (Francolinus   pictiis)    is    still    found   and 
would  be  plentiful  if  so  many  were  not  snared  during 
the    breeding    season    for   the   Bombay   market.      I 
caught  one  once   on    Cumballa   Hill,    or   rather   my 
dog  did,  but  it  had  evidently  escaped  from  the  hands 
of  the  executioner.     The  Grey  Quail  and  the  Rain 
Quail   spread   everywhere   during   the   cold    season, 
but  there  is  scarcely  an  acre  of  ground  left  in  Bombay 
on  which  they  could  find   a   living.      There  is   one 
bird,  however,  of  that   family    which   can    still    make 
itself  happy   among    us.     I    mean    the    Rock   Bush 
Quail,  as  Jerdon  calls  it  (Perdicida  asiaticci),  though 
it  is  rather  a  miniature  Partridge  than  a  Quail.     It 
is  a  globular  bird,  about  the  size  of  a  cricket  ball, 
and  nearly  the  same  colour  from  the  point  of  view 
from  which  it  is  generally  seen.     That  is  when  you 
put  up  a  covey  out  of  a  bush,  and  it  explodes  like 
a  shell,  the  fragments  flying  in  all  directions.     They 
do  not  fly  far,  but  drop  into  bushes  again  and  crouch 
for  a  while  in  silence.     Then  one  and  another  utters 


POULTRY    AND    GAME    BIRDS.  1  59 

its    soft   call-note,    and    is    answered   from   different 
directions,    and   the    covey    is    soon    united    again. 
They  live  habitually  in  bushes  and  hedges,  but  come 
out  into  the  open  to  feed  early  in  the  morning  and 
again  in  the  evening,  moving  softly  with  no  visible 
feet.     You  may  watch  them  if  you  keep   very  still, 
and  it  is  a  pretty  sight.     Seen  at  close   quarters   the 
Bush  Quail  is  rather  a  handsome  bird,  with  fat  cheeks 
and  a  round  good-natured  face.     Though  the  general 
colour  is  rather  a  dull  brown,  each  feather  is  prettily 
freckled    with  black   and    buff.     The   male   is   much 
darker  above  than  the  female,  but  his  under  parts  are 
white,  banded  with  black,  and  his  chin  and  throat  are 
bright  chestnut.     Nobody   shoots   the    Bush    Quail, 
which  is  not  worth  much  for  the  table;  but  it  is  snared 
by   natives,    and   you   will    often   find  them   for   sale 
in  the  Crawford  Market.     It  lays   six   or   seven    pale 
creamy  eggs,  about  the  end  of  the  rains,  under  a  bush 
or  tuft  of  grass. 

There  is  another  group  of  small  game  birds  known 
as  Bustard  Quails,  or  Button  Quails,  which  has  cost 
the  classificators(this  word  is  not  in  the  dictionary,  but 
\  cannot  dispense  with  it)  no  small  perplexity.  They 
mostly  want  the  hind  toe  (the  birds  I  mean,  not  the 
classiricators)  and  have  other  peculiarities,  on  account 
of  which  they  are  given  a  whole  Order  to  themselves 
in  "The  Fauna  of  British  India."  Jerdon  puts  them 
at  the  end  of  the  game  birds  as  a  Family.  They  are 
quiet,  shy  birds,  that  live  solitary  lives  in  fields  and 
scrub  jungle,  creeping  about  among  the  grass  and 
feeding  on  seeds  and  insects.  If  you  chance  to  tread 
on  one's  toes  it  will  start  out  of  the  grass  and  fly 
swiftly  for  a  few  yards  and  drop  again.  And  this  is 


i6o  POULTRY  AND  GAME  BIRDS. 

all  you  will  ever  see  of  it.     But  you  may  hear  it.     In 
the  morning  and  evening,  and  even  at  dead  of  night,  it 
gives  vent  to  some  feeling  in   one  of  the   strangest 
sounds  ever  uttered  by  bird.    Jerdon  describes  it  as  "  a 
loud,  purring  call."     To  me  it  suggests  a  nail  drawn 
across  the  teeth  of  a  sonorous  comb  of  endless  length. 
If  it  proceeds  from  the  lungs  of  the  bird,    then  the 
mystery  is  still  unsolved  how  the  quantity  of  air  which 
must  be  required  to  keep  up  such  a  sustained  effort  can 
be  compressed  into  so  small  a  body.    One  of  the  eccen- 
tricities of  the  Bustard  Quail  is  that  the  female  makes 
all  the  noise.     The  male,  as  far  as  I  know,  is  silent. 
He,  is  smaller   than    she,    and  though  I  cannot  say 
whether  he  is  literally  henpecked,  there  can  be  little 
doubt  that  he  is   l  sair  hauden  doun.'     He  has  to  stay 
at  home  and  mind  the  babies  while  she  goes  gadding 
about  and  fighting  with  her  female  neighbours.     This 
is  not  scandal,  but  a   fact.     She  differs   from  him    in 
having  a    good   deal    of  black  on    the   head,    throat 
and   breast.     The   general   colour  of  both  is  reddish 
brown,    marked-  with  a  game  pattern   of  fine,  black, 
cross  lines,   with  buff  edges  to   the    feathers.     I  am 
speaking  of  the  species  which  Jerdon  calls  the  Black- 
breasted   Bustard    Quail  (T-urnix  taigoor).     There  are 
two  others,  but  this  is  the  one  that  makes  the  curious 
noise  described  above,  and  the  only  one,  I  think,  that 
is  likely  to  be  found  in  Bombay.     I  once  came   upon 
its  nest  in  June,  not  far  from  Bombay.     It  was  a  most 
artistic  structure  for  a  Quail  to  build,  completely  dom- 
ed over  with  fine  grass,  with  only  a  little  hole  at  one 
side  for  the  owner  to  go  in  and  out  by.     I  did  not  catch 
the  bird,  so  it  may  have  been  one  of  the  other  species, 
but  there  is  not  much  difference. 


CHAPTER    XXVII. 


THE  PLOVERS. 

WE  come  now  to  the  Fifth  Order  of  birds,  namely, 
the  Gralla- 
tores.  Gral- 
lator  means 
one  who 
goes  on 
stilts,  and 
this  Order 
includes  all 
those  long- 
s  h  a  n  k  e  d 
birds  which 
bare  their 
legs  and 
walk  about 
in  shallow 
waters,  and 
also  many 
which  do  not 
go  into  water 
but  walk 
upon  dry 
ground  on 
stilts.  It 

must  be  admitted  that  this  Order  comprises  a  very 
mixed  lot,   differing  from  each   other  in  habits  and 
manner  of  life  as  well  as  in  outward  form  and  inward 
31 


Red-wattled  Lapwing. 


1 62  THE     PLOVERS. 

structure.  Long-leggedness  is  almost  the  only  com- 
mon feature.  They  are  divided  into  five  Tribes,  and 
these  again  into  many  Families.  The  First  Tribe 
contains  the  Ostrich  and  Emu  and  other  giant  fowls, 
whose  wings  are  reduced  to  stumps  for  growing 
feathers  to  ornament  ladies'  hats.  These  are  the 
Cursores,  or  Runners,  of  some  authors.  Next  come 
the  Bustards,  Floricans,  Plovers,  and  all  that  lot, 
which  also  run  well,  but  can  fly  too.  Like  the  Ostrich, 
they  have  no  hind  toe.  As  they  never  perch  on  trees, 
or  anywhere  else,  a  hind  toe  would  be  a  superfluity. 
They  all  lay  their  eggs  on  the  ground,  and  the  young 
run  as  soon  as  they  are  hatched.  In  this  Tribe  there 
are  some  which  must  be  noticed  here.  The  Lapwing, 
Peewit,  or  Plover,  which  has  the  misfortune  to  lay 
fashionable  eggs  in  England,  is  not  found  here,  but  it 
has  a  near  relation  which  is  one  of  our  most  familiar 
birds.  It  has  no  crest,  but  on  its  cheeks  there  are 
two  bright  red  lappets,  like  the  wattles  of  a  cock,  and 
Jerdon  calls  it  the  Red-wattled  Lapwing  (Lobivanelhts 
goensis).  It  is  a  greenish-brown  bird  with  a  good 
deal  of  black  and  white  upon  it.  The  head  is  black, 
with  the  throat,  down  to  the  upper  part  of  the  breast. 
Below  this  the  under  parts,  with  the  lining  of  the 
wings,  are  pure  white,  as  you  see  when  it  flies.  But 
why  should  I  describe  the  Lapwing?  It  needs  no 
description  and  wants  no  introduction.  It  introduces 
itself  to  you  ;  impresses  itself  on  you  ;  dins  itself 
into  you.  Where  it  sprang  from,  I  cannot  tell,  but 
there  it  is  in  the  air,  circling  round  and  round,  now 
far,  now  very  near,  now  high,  now  low,  now  seeming 
to  go,  but  wheeling  round  and  coming  swiftly  back 
again  ;  for  it  will  not  go.  And  all  the  time  it  is 


THE    PLOVERS.  163 

reiterating,  with  piercing  emphasis,  that  mysterious 
taunt,  "  Did  you  do  it  ?  Did  you  do  it  ?  Pity  to  do 
it."  What  does  the  creature  mean?  I  have  done 
nothing.  Suddenly  its  mate  springs  into  visibility 
and  joins  it.  I  have  a  suspicion,  a  strong  suspicion, 
that  somewhere  on  the  ground,  not  far  from  my  feet, 
there  are  four  stone-coloured  eggs,  with  black  blotches 
on  them  and  like  pegtops  in  shape,  arranged  in  a 
cross  with  their  points  inwards.  But  it  is  no  use 
looking  for  them.  The  Lapwing  is  such  an  accom- 
plished liar  that  it  will  throw  you  off  the  scent  one 
way. or  another.  The  poet  has  said  it, 

"  The  lapwing-  lies, 
Says  here  when  it  is  there." 

It  is  altogether  a  wonderful  character.  It  seems 
to  do  without  food  and  sleep.  As  regards  food,  you 
never  find  it  where  there  is  anything  to  eat,  and  as 
regards  sleep,  the  natives  have  a  saying  that  it  sleeps 
on  its  back  with  its  legs  turned  up,  for  it  says,  "  If 
the  sky  should  fall,  I  will  catch  it  on  my  feet ;  "  but  I 
suspect  the  chief  point  of  this  saying  is  that  it  cannot 
be  contradicted,  for  nobody  ever  caught  a  Lapwing 
asleep. 

There  is  another  kind  of  Lapwing,  with  yellow 
instead  of  red  wattles  on  its  cheeks.  Otherwise  it  is 
very  like  the  common  one,  but  somewhat  paler  in 
colour  and  with  less  black  on  it.  There  is  a  syllable 
less  in  its  cry.  It,  however,  likes  a  dry  climate,  and 
I  have  not  often  seen  it  on  the  coast. 

The  Grey  Plover  and  the  Golden  Plover  are  small 
compact  birds  with  very  large  eyes,  quite  different  in 
their  aspect  from  the  Lapwing.  They  are  found  all 
over  India  in  the  cold  season  and  wander  a  great 


164  THE    PLOVERS. 

deal,  so  one  might  fall  in  with  a  flock  on  the  Flats, 
or  about  Worlee  or  Colaba  ;  but  it  is  not  likely.  The 
Ring  Plovers,  or  Sand  Plovers,  (./Egialitis)  have 
more  right  to  a  place  in  our  list,  for  they  are  regular 
shore  birds,  loving  sandy  beaches,  and  they  swarm 
all  along  the  coast  in  the  cold  season.  On  the  Espla- 
nade you  will  meet  them  in  scores,  especially  in  the 
morning.  I  dare  say  they  generally  pass  for 
"snippets,"  but  comprehensive  as  that  genus  is,  it 
cannot  be  stretched  to  take  in  the  Ring  Plovers. 
They  are  true  Plovers,  three-toed  and  swift  running, 
with  broad  heads,  large  eyes  and  stout  bills.  They 
live  in  small  parties,  running  nimbly  before  you  on 
the  sands,  or  getting  up  and  flying  ahead  with  a  swift 
and  sinuous  flight,  not  far  above  the  ground.  There 
are  several  species  of  them,  which  it  would  be  useless 
to  describe  separately  here.  They  are  all  small, 
sandy-coloured  birds,  with  a  dusky  collar  from  which 
they  get  their  common  name.  The  one  which 
frequents  our  Esplanade  is  the  Indian  Ring  Plover 
(./Egialitis  phillipensis). 

In  December  last  year  (1899),  when  the  famine 
inland  drove  many  strange  birds  to  Bombay  for  a 
living,  a  flock  of  forty  or  fifty  large  Plovers  appeared 
on  the  Esplanade  and  remained  for  some  weeks. 
They  attracted  much  attention  and  were  productive 
of  letters  in  the  newspapers.  These  belonged  to  the 
species  which  Jerdon  calls  the  Black-sided  Lapwing 
(Chettusia  gregaria).  It  is  a  greyish  brown  bird, 
with  wings  and  tail  partly  white  and  partly  black.  It 
is  said  to  be  common  in  the  Punjab  and  north-west. 

One  bird  of  the  Plover  connection  remains,  which, 
though  rather  rare  in  most  parts  of  India,  seems  to 


THE    PLOVERS.  165 

like  Bombay  and  is  too  striking  and  handsome  to 
escape  notice.  I  mean  the  Oyster-catcher,  or  Sea  Pie. 
Why  it  should  be  called  an  Oyster-catcher  I  cannot 
guess,  for  I  do  not  think  it  feeds  on  oysters,  and 
oysters  do  not  need  much  catching.  But  the  other 
name,  Sea  Pie,  is  good,  and  is  almost  sufficient  to 
recognise  it  by.  Its  breast  and  under  parts,  with  the 
lower  back  and  a  broad  band  on  the  wings,  are  pure 
white,  and  all  the  rest  is  pure  black.  It  is  a  large 
bird,  not  so  big  as  a  Curlew,  but  bigger  than  a  Lap- 
wing. All  the  books  speak  of  it  as  a  winter  visitant, 
and  Mr.  Blanford  says  that  it  breeds  in  Northern 
Europe  and  on  the  Caspian,  but  I  have  seen  a 
flock  of  fifteen  or  more,  not  far  from  Bombay,  on  the 
29th  of  June,  looking  very  much  at  home.  So  there 
may  be  something  still  to  be  discovered  about  their 
habits.  The  name  of  this  bird  in  science  is  Hcematopus 
ostralegus. 


CHAPTER  XXVIII. 


THE  SNIPES   AND   SNIPPETS. 

HAVING  done  with  the  Plovers  we  come  to  the  fowl 
of  the  waters, 
and  I  am 
much  per- 
plexed how 
to  deal  with 
them.  The 
monsoon  has 
sea  r  c  e 1 y 
ended  when 
the  saltpans 
and  still 
flooded  rice 
fields  on  the 
other  side  of 
the  harbour 
are  alive  with 
long-leg  g  e  d 
waders  and 
web-f  o  o  t  e  d 
swimmers  of 
many  sizes 
and  shapes. 
S  n  i  pe  an  d 

Curlew,  Stint  and  Sandpiper,  Heron  and  Cormorant, 
Duck  and  Teal,  seem  to  have  arrived  by  one  train, 
and  having  no  home  to  go  to,  are  wandering 


Snipe  and  Snippet  (i.  e.,  Common  Sandpiper). 


THE    SNIPES    AND    SNIPPETS.  167 

about  in  search  of  refreshments.  Strange  birds 
are  in  that  crowd  sometimes.  Not  far  from  Hog 
Island  I  have  seen  a  Flamingo  in  the  same  field,  I 
think,  in  which  I  shot  a  Merganser  another  year. 
Are  all  these  to  be  reckoned  as  birds  of  Bombay? 
Five  or  ten  miles  are  nothing  to  them,  and  there  is 
not  one  of  them  of  which  it  can  safely  be  said  that 
it  will  not  be  found  on  our  island.  But  to  describe 
half  of  them  would  defeat  the  very  purpose  of  these 
papers,  which  is  not  to  perplex,  but  to  help  the  seden- 
tary Bombayite,  who  is  not  a  naturalist  nor  a  sports- 
man, nor  a  murderer  under  any  name,  so  that  he  may 
recognise  the  birds  that  he  sees  as  he  takes  his  morn- 
ing walk,  drives  to  office,  sits  in  his  garden,  or  enjoys 
a  sail  in  the  harbour.  The  best  way  perhaps  to  accom- 
plish this  in  the  case  of  the  waterfowl  will  be  to  notice 
chiefly  the  family  features  by  which  one  may  know  to 
which  clan  to  refer  any  fowl  he  may  see,  and  only 
to  describe  separately  those  species  which  are  likely  to 
attract  attention,  either  by  their  commonness  or  on 
some  other  account. 

Snipe  are  shot  on  the  Flats  every  year,  but  these 
papers  are  not  for  shooters,  and  the  chief  peculiarity 
of  the  Snipe  is  that  it  is  rarely  seen  except  by  those 
who  seek  its  destruction.  It  feeds  in  secret,  where 
grass  and  rushes  grow  in  soft  mud  or  shallow  water, 
and  does  not  fly  till  forced.  Then  it  flies  indeed.  This 
constitutes  its  value  for  purposes  of  "  sport.  "  Those 
who  are  not  sportsmen  do  indeed  see  it  sometimes 
under  other  conditions,  when  it  reclines  on  a  bed  of 
toast,  with  its  poor  beak  thrust  through  its  own  ribs 
and  its  footless  legs  pointing  at  the  ceiling.  To 
recognise  it  then  you  need  only  look  at  its  beak 


1 68  THE    SNIPES    AND    SNIPPETS. 

which  is  2^  inches  long  and  perfectly  straight.  No 
other  bird  of  the  same  size  has  such  a  beak.  The 
Jack  Snipe  is  a  much  smaller  bird,  and  its  beak  is 
only  i  y2  inches  long,  but  Jacks  are  not  often  seen  on 
Bombay  tables. 

The  word  "  Snippet"  is  not  in  the  dictionary,  but 
it  is  a  word  of  very  common  use  in  India  and  may  be 
defined  as  including  any  bird  which  purports  to  be  a 
Snipe  and  is  not  a  Snipe.  There  are  many  such,  and 
since  they  are  much  easier  to  shoot  than  a  real  Snipe, 
they  find  their  way  more  readily  to  the  market  and  to 
the  tables  of  those  who  buy  their  game.  The  butler 
calls  them  "  Ishnap  "  and  he  gives  the  same  name  to 
Snipe,  for  he  ignores  the  distinction.  But,  as  I  have 
already  said,  you  may  know  them  by  their  beaks  ;  and 
you  may  know  them  by  their  flavour  too,  for  beak  and 
flavour  are  cause  and  effect  in  this  case.  The  long 
beak  of  the  Snipe  is  soft  and  sensitive  at  the  point, 
being  a  peculiar  instrument,  wherewith  the  fastidious 
bird,  probing  the  spongy  mud,  feels  and  draws  out 
the  tasty  worm.  Thus  it  grows  fat  and  very  savoury. 
The  Snippet's  bill  is  a  pair  of  forceps  merely,  with 
which  it  picks  up  any  vulgar  fare  that  offers,  small 
crab,  or  snail,  or  water-flea  ;  and  they  impart  to  it 
their  flavours  mingled.  Not  that  Snippets  are  to  be 
despised.  Some  of  them  are  very  good  eating.  But 
they  are  not  Snipe. 

The  majority  of  Snippets  are  either  Sandpipers, 
Greenshanks,  or  Redshanks.  There  are  three  kinds 
of  Sandpipers,  of  which  the  smallest  is  the  common- 
est. Jerdon  says  it  is  the  least  common,  but  he  knew 
little  of  this  coast.  Actitis  hypoleucus,  the  Common 
Sandpiper,  is  a  very  familiar  bird  here,  found  beside 


THE   SNIPES   AND   SNIPPETS.  169 

all  waters  and  not  to  be  mistaken  for  any  other  when 
once  you  know  it.  It  seems  to  fancy  itself  a  Wagtail, 
and  since  nature  has  not  given  it  a  tail  worth  wagging, 
it  wags  its  whole  hinder  end,  constantly  and  vigorous- 
ly, tripping  merrily  about  in  its  own  company,  for  you 
never  see  a  flock  of  Sandpipers.  When  it  is  frighten- 
ed it  skims  away,  just  over  the  surface  of  the  water, 
holding  its  wings  bent  like  a  bow.  It  is  of  a  greyish 
brown  colour  above,  but  white  on  the  under  parts. 
On  each  quill  feather  there  is  a  round  white  spot, 
and  when  the  wing  is  spread  in  flight  these  spots 
arrange  themselves  into  a  white  band.  Of  all  our 
cold  season  birds  the  Sandpiper  is  the  first  to  arrive. 
I  have  seen  it  in  July. 

The  Spotted  Sandpiper  (Actitis  glareola)  is  quite 
a  distinct  bird  from  the  last,  not  only  larger  and 
much  darker,  but  different  in  its  character.  I  would 
put  it  in  a  different  genus  if  I  had  the  disposal  of 
these  matters.  It  is  also  solitary,  but  is  seldom  found 
at  the  seaside,  or  near  any  open  water.  It  seeks  small 
ponds  and  ditches  in  secluded  places.  When  disturb- 
ed it  rises  into  the  air  and  flies  clean  away,  with  a 
shrill  note  of  alarm.  It  is  of  a  dark,  smoky  colour 
on  all  the  upper  parts,  except  the  lower  back  and  tail, 
which  are  white,  with  narrow  black  bars  on  the  tail. 
The  under  parts  are  white,  streaked  on  the  neck  and 
breast  with  dusky  brown.  The  third  species,  which 
Jerdon  calls  the  Green  Sandpiper  and  says  is  the 
commonest  of  all,  does  not  appear  to  be  so  fond  of 
the  sea  coast  as  the  others  and  is  not  a  striking  bird 
in  any  way,  so  I  need  not  describe  it. 

The  Greenshanks  and    Redshanks  are  very   like 
Sandpipers,  but  larger.     They  differ  from  each  other, 

22 


1 70  THE    SNIPES    AND    SNIPPETS. 

as  their  names  indicate,  by  the  colour  of  their  legs. 
There  are  two  of  each,  a  greater  and  a  lesser,  and  I 
do  not  think  I  can  give  any  directions  by  which  an 
amateur  will  be  able  to  distinguish  these  four  birds 
from  each  other.  I  cannot  always  do  it  myself.  The 
greater  Greenshanks  may  be  known  by  its  size  and 
the  greater  Redshanks  by  the  amount  of  white  on  its 
back  and  tail  and  wings,  and  these  are  the  commonest. 
Jerdon  says  that  the  name  of  the  greater  Greenshanks 
in  Hindustanee  is  Timtimna — from  its  call.  In 
these  parts  all  the  species  are  known  as  Timla  for  the 
same  reason.  The  wild,  ringing,  cheery  note  of  the 
Timla  is  one  of  those  sounds  which  lay  hold  of  the 
memory  and  in  after  years  call  back  the  scenes  in 
which  you  first  heard  them.  It  must  be  a  familiar 
sound  to  those  who  go  snipe-shooting  across  the 
harbour,  for  both  the  Greenshanks  and  the  Redshanks 
are  very  common  among  the  saltpans  and  rice-fields. 
The  greater  Greenshanks  is  really  a  fine  bird  for  the 
table,  being  almost  as  good  as  a  Snipe  and  much 
larger.  There  is  not  much  left  in  Bombay  to  attract 
birds  of  this  sort,  but  they  may  be  found  in  what  still 
remains  of  the  ancient  "  Flats."  They  are  cold 
season  visitors,  of  course,  coming  in  September  and 
leaving  about  April. 

The  Curlew  is  common  on  the  whole  coast,  and 
when  the  tide  has  run  far  out  and  bared  the  black 
rocks  round  Colaba  and  Breach  Candy,  its  wild  and 
plaintive  scream  often  comes  in  on  the  breeze.  It  is 
not  a  "  Snippet,  "  being  much  too  large,  but  it 
deserves  a  place  not  far  from  the  Snipe  by  reason  of 
its  bill,  which  is  five  or  six  inches  in  length  ;  not 
straight,  however,  but  much  curved.  This  also  is  a 


THE    SNIPES    AND    SNIPPETS.  17! 

special  instrument,  and  its  use  is  to  draw  small 
crabs,  or  shell  fish,  from  their  burrows  in  soft  sand. 
When  the  tide  is  far  out  Curlews  may  be  seen,  on 
sandy  spits  or  beaches,  intent  on  this  interesting 
occupation,  walking  much  faster  than  the  paddy 
birds  with  which  they  are  often  associated.  They  are 
well  worth  shooting,  for  the  Curlew  is  usually  very 
good  eating,  though  occasionally  rank.  And  it  is 
almost  the  biggest  wildfowl  we  get  in  these  parts. 
But  the  Curlew  is  a  wary  bird  and  not  at  all  willing 
to  be  shot  at.  When  one  falls,  however,  the  neigh- 
bours gather  and  fly  round  it,  screaming  and  wanting 
to  know  what  is  the  matter,  and  you  may  get  two  or 
three  more  before  they  fly  away.  It  is  a  cruel 
advantage  to  take  of  their  kind-heartedness,  but  sport 
makes  men  cruel,  whatever  sportsmen  may  say  to  the 
contrary.  Experto  crede.  At  a  distance  the  Curlew  is 
a  dingy  brown  bird  with  a  little  white  on  the  back,  but 
at  close  quarters  it  shows  the  game  pattern  so  usual 
among  these  birds,  each  feather  being  dark-centred 
and  light-edged.  The  Whimbrel,  or  Lesser  Curlew, 
is  just  a  smaller  edition  of  its  big  brother,  its  bill  being 
three  inches  in  length,  or  a  little  more.  It  is  even 
better  on  the  table  than  the  Curlew.  Both  birds 
arrive  very  early,  before  August  is  far  on,  and  im- 
mediately after  their  arrival,  while  they  are  still 
strangers,  many  Whimbrels  are  netted  forthe  Bombay 
market. 

Another  waterfowl  which  is  sure  to  catch  the  eye, 
if  it  should  chance  to  visit  Bombay,  is  the  Avocet,  a 
beautiful  white  bird  with  black  pointed  wings  and 
a  little  black  on  the  head  and  shoulders.  Its  long, 
delicate  bill  is  curved  upwards,  and  I  do  not  know 


1^2  THE   SNIPES   AND   SNIPPETS. 

how  the  bird  uses  it.  The  Avocet  is  common  enough 
at  times  on  the  mainland.  Then  there  is  the  Stilt, 
easily  known  by  the  ridiculous  length  of  its  bright 
red  legs,  which  trail  behind  it  when  it  flies.  Its  cap, 
wings  and  back  are  black ;  the  rest  of  it  is  white. 
Both  these  are  good  eating.  The  Spoonbill  and  the 
Ibis  are  striking  birds,  but  very  unlikely  to  be  seen 
in  Bombay.  There  is  only  one  other  bird  I  need 
mention  here,  and  that  is  the  Stint  (Tringa  minuta), 
tiniest  of  water-fowl.  If  you  see  a  hundred  dingy 
little  birds,  about  the  size  of  sparrows,  all  feeding 
together  knee-deep  in  water,  you  may  safely  put  them 
down  as  Stints. 


CHAPTER    XXIX. 


THE  WATERHENS. 

IF  you   see  a  bird  like  a  long-legged  chicken,  with 
its  tail  stuck 
up    and    its 
head     nod- 
ding at  every 
stride,  and  it 
skulks   away 
and     d  i  s- 
appears      i  n 
a   hedge,    or 
among     the 
grass      and 
rushes  on  the 
margin  of  a 
pond,    then 
that     is     a 
Waterhen. 
There     are 
many    kinds 
in      India, 
including 
the    British 
M  oorhen , 

and  several  of  them  are  likely  enough  to  be  found 
in  Bombay,  but  they  are  great  skulkers  and  do 
not  willingly  give  you  a  good  view.  There  is 


White-breasted  Waterhen. 


174  THE   WATERHENS. 

one,     however,     which     is   very    easily    recognised, 
and    I    know   that  it  is  resident  among  us,   because 
1    have    found   its   nest   in    Girgaum,    not   far    from 
the    Grant    Road   station,    where  there   is,    or   used 
to  be,  some  marshy  land  devoted  to  the  cultivation 
of  rice.    The  bird  I  mean  is  the  White-breasted  Water- 
hen  (Galltnula  phcsnicura) — a  blackish  bird,    with    a 
pure  white  face,  throat  and  breast.     The  under  parts 
are  chestnut,  especially  towards  the  tail,  and  as   it   is 
generally  walking  hastily  away  from  you,  with  its  tail 
cocked  up,  this  is  important.     The   contrast   of  these 
colours   catches  the  eye  and  is  not  easily  forgotten. 
And   if  the  aspect  of  the  White-breasted  Waterhen 
catches  the  eye,  its  voice  does  more  than  catch  the  ear. 
The  clamour  which  this  little  bird  can  raise  is    some- 
thing astounding.     During  the  dry  season  it  is  silent 
enough,    but    as    soon   as   the    rain   begins   it   gets 
boisterous,  and  roars  and  hiccups  and  cackles  as  if  it 
were   some   great  wild   beast  and  not  a  small  fowl. 
The  precise  import  of  the  uproar  I  have  never   been 
able   to   make  out,  but  it  must  be  either  a  serenade  or 
a  family  quarrel,  for  the  monsoon  is  the  season  when 
the   Waterhen  aspires   to  have  a  family.     It  lives  by 
preference   among  flooded    rice   fields,    bordered   by 
high  hedges  overrun  with  rank  creepers,  among  which 
it  clambers  like  a  cat  with   its  great   spreading   feet. 
And  in  the  thickest  part  of  some  such  hedge  it  makes 
its  clumsy  nest  and  lays  four  or  five    beautiful    eggs, 
of  a  light  buff  colour,    spotted  with    reddish   brown 
and  pale  blue.      In  default  of  any   situation  of  this 
kind,    the   nest   I  found  in  Bombay  had  been  built  in 
the  top  of  a  date   palm.     The  young   of  Waterhens 
run   as   soon   as  they  are  hatched,  so  the  parents  had 


THE    WATERHENS.  175 

to  get  their  offspring  down  somehow  from  this  perilous 
height.  I  was  unfortunately  absent  when  the  feat 
was  accomplished,  but  a  malee  assured  me  that  he  saw 
the  old  birds  bringing  the  young  ones  down  in  their 
beaks.  The  White-breasted  Waterhen,  like  the  rest 
of  its  tribe,  trusts  more  to  its  legs  than  its  wings,  but 
it  will  fly  sometimes  for  a  short  distance,  its  legs 
hanging  down  like  tasselled  cords. 

Among  other  species  of  Waterhens  I  think  the 
Pigmy  Rail  (Porzana  pygmaed)  is  the  one  most  like- 
ly to  be  met  with  in  Bombay.  It  is  a  dainty  little  bird 
about  the  size  of  a  Quail,  though  very  different  in 
shape.  The  upper  parts  are  olive  brown,  spotted 
with  white  and  black,  while  the  breast,  throat  and 
underparts  are  bluish  grey.  The  bill  is  green.  I 
believe  I  have  seen  this  bird  in  one  of  the  cages  of  a 
strolling  bird-seller,  but  that  was  many  years  ago. 

The  Coot  must  come  in  here,  as  I  am  following 
Jerdon,  though  for  the  purposes  of  these  papers  I 
would  rather  leave  it  till  we  come  to  the  wild  ducks, 
with  which  it  is  much  more  likely  to  be  confounded. 
Many  a  Coot  is  not  only  shot,  but  eaten,  for  a  duck 
by  sportsmen  of  the  class  that  shoot  Snippets  for 
Snipe.  It  is  not  a  Duck,  however.  Its  bill  is  not  the 
flat  bill  of  a  Duck  and,  ergo,  its  diet  is  not  the  same, 
nor  its  flavour  ;  nor  are  its  feet  webbed  like  a  Duck's, 
but  each  separate  toe  is  furnished  with  a  curious  fringe 
of  webbing.  It  is,  in  fact,  a  Waterhen  which,  being 
specially  equipped  for  swimming,  does  not  live  about 
water  but  in  it.  Its  favourite  haunts  are  large  tanks, 
or  sheets  of  water,  with  reedy  and  weedy  margins. 
Swimming  about  among  these  it  looks  very  like  a 
Duck  and  at  a  distance  may  be  mistaken  by  anybody; 


176  THE    WATERHENS. 

but  its  dumpy  figure  and  very  short  tail  serve  to  distin- 
guish it  even  before  one  gets  near  enough  to  make 
out  its  uniform  black  colour  and  conspicuous  white 
bill.  The  presence  of  Coots  on  any  water  is  said  to 
encourage  and  attract  Ducks,  and  the  two  are  often 
found  in  company  ;  but  when  a  gunner  gets  among 
them  the  Ducks  are  soon  gone,  while  the  Coots 
remain.  When  they  do  take  wing  they  rise  with 
difficulty,  beating  the  water  with  their  wings  and 
feet.  Then  they  fly  slowly  round  and  soon  settle 
again.  For  this  reason  they  are  very  satisfactory 
game  to  a  "  sportsman  "  who  finds  that  he  has  no 
luck  with  Ducks.  I  have  not  seen  a  Coot  in  Bombay, 
except  in  the  guise  of  a  present  of  game,  but  it  is  very 
common  everywhere  in  the  neighbourhood. 

Near  to  the  Waterhens  Jerdon.puts  the  Jacanas. 
Blanford  relegates  them  to  a  different  Order,  and  he  may 
be  right ;  but  we  are  not  concerned  with  their  "  true 
inwardness"  here.  Outwardly  they  are  Waterhens 
which  neither  haunt  the  borderland  of  rushes,  like  the 
Rail,  nor  swim  out  into  the  deep,  like  the  Coot,  but 
walk  upon  the  water.  Their  toes  are  so  long  that, 
wherever  the  weeds  and  water-lilies  are  at  all  thick, 
they  can  travel  with  as  much  ease  as  a  Laplander  on 
his  snow  shoes.  The  paradise  of  the  Jacana  is  one  of 
those  ancient  tanks,  choked  with  crimson  and  white- 
flowered  lotus,  which  are  at  once  the  wealth  and  the 
glory  of  an  Indian  village  ;  where  the  women  fill  their 
waterpots  and  wash  their  clothes,  and  the  men  bathe 
and  the  buffaloes  wallow  and  everybody  is  happy  ; 
where  no  thought  of  microbe  and  bacillus  blows 
across  the  placid  calm  of  life,  and  the  Pasteur-Mallie 
filter  is  unknown.  We  are  rapidly  infecting  the 


THE    WATERHENS.  177 

people  with  our  own  esteem  for  ugly  utilities,  and  the 
rusty  water-tap  is  dispossessing  the  picturesque  tank ; 
but  there  are  many  left  yet  in  the  suburbs  of  Bombay, 
though  the  villages  which  they  once  vitalised  may 
have  disappeared.  And  there  is  one  left  in  our  very 
midst,  the  Gowalia  tank.  In  such  places,  if  you  look 
for  it,  you  may  perhaps  see  the  Jacana  gingerly  tread- 
ing the  floating  leaves.  There  are  two  species,  the 
Bronze-winged  (Parra  indica)  and  the  Pheasant- 
tailed  (Hydrophasiamts  chirurgus}.  The  latter  is 
a  bird  never  to  be  forgotten  if  seen  in  its  wed- 
ding dress.  Its  head,  face  and  throat  are  then 
white,  the  back  of  its  neck  golden  yellow,  its  body 
mostly  dark  chestnut  brown,  and  its  wings  black 
and  white.  Its  tail  is  black  and  shaped  like  the  tail 
of  a  domestic  cock  or  a  pheasant,  the  middle  feathers 
being  ten  inches  long.  In  the  cold  season  it  drops 
this  ornament  and  assumes  a  plainer  plumage,  brown 
above  and  white  beneath.  A  black  line  from  the 
corner  of  the  mouth  runs  down  each  side  of  the  neck 
and  forms  a  broad  gorget  on  the  breast.  The  nest  of 
the  Jacana  is  a  floating  heap  of  weeds  among  the 
rushes  and  lilies  that  it  loves.  The  eggs  are  always 
four,  those  of  the  Bronze-winged  being  buff,  or  olive, 
crossed  all  over  with  a  maze  of  black  lines,  while 
those  of  the  Pheasant-tailed  are  of  a  uniform,  glossy, 
bronze-brown  colour. 

The  Purple  Coot  and  Water  Cock,  though  familiar 
enough  to  sportsmen  everywhere,  can  scarcely  claim 
a  place  here. 


23 


CHAPTER    XXX. 


THE  HERONS. 

THERE  is  a  good  deal  of  confusion  in  the  popu- 
lar  mind 
about 
H  erons , 
Storks  and 
Cranes, 
which  are 
really  very 
different 
tribes  o  f 
b  i  r  d  s  , 
though 
they  all 
have  long 
necks  and 
legs  and 
are  mostly 
of  large 
size  and 
are  all 
more  o  r 
less  given 
to  spend- 
ing their 

time   near 

Pond  Herons. 

water. 

Cranes  feed  chiefly  on  grain.     They  make  their  nests 

on  the  ground  and  the  young  get  on  their  own    legs 


• 


THE    HERONS.  179 

almost  as  soon  as  they  are  hatched,  like  chickens.  In 
this  respect  they  resemble  Plovers  and  all  the  water- 
fowl which  we  have  been  considering  hitherto. 
Storks  and  Herons,  on  the  other  hand,  build  their  nests 
on  trees,  and  the  young  are  at  first  naked  and  helpless, 
like  young  crows  or  sparrows.  To  my  mind  this  is 
a  very  important  difference,  entailing  greater  parental 
responsibility  and  implying  higher  intelligence. 

In  modern  systems  these  birds  are  rightly  classed 
in  a  different  order  from  the  Cranes,  and  though  Jerdon 
put  them  in  the  same  order,  he  separated  them  by  a 
wide  interval.  The  difference  between  Storks  and 
Herons  is  not  so  great  nor  so  easily  explained.  The 
Storks  are  heavier  birds,  with  large  and  clumsy  bills  ; 
but  the  most  obvious  outward  sign  by  which  they 
may  be  known  from  one  another  is  this,  that  when 
a  Stork  flies,  it  holds  its  neck  out  straight  and  stiff, 
and  looks  like  a  man  carrying  his  hat  on  the  point 
of  his  walking  stick  ;  while  the  Heron  doubles  back 
its  more  flexible  neck  and  rests  its  head  between 
its  shoulders. 

The  great  Sarus,  the  Common  Crane  and  the 
beautiful  and  savoury  Demoiselle,  or  Kullum  of 
sportsmen,  are  very  familiar  birds  in  Guzerat  and  the 
north  of  India  ;  but  I  have  never  seen  them,  or  heard 
of  their  occurrence,  on  this  coast,  except  during  last 
cold  season,  when  the  famine  in  Guzerat  forced  them  to 
wander  in  search  of  water.  Of  Storks  there  are 
several  species  which  may  be  met  with  up  the  creeks, 
and  the  well-known  Adjutant,  the  Goliath  of  the 
whole  Stork  tribe,  consorts  with  the  Vultures  at  the 
Towers  of  Silence,  as  I  learned  recently  from  the 
veracious  sketches  of  a  well-known  "  special  artist  " 


l8o  THE    HERONS. 

sent    out    by    one   of   the     illustrated    papers.     We 
all    know  that     the    British    public    demands    palm 
trees  in  an  oriental  scene   and  perhaps   it  demands 
Adjutants  too.     But  that  special  artist  is  an  honorable 
man — they   are    all   honourable   men.     Somehow   it 
happens   that   I   have  never  seen  that  Adjutant  at  the 
Towers  of  Silence,  nor  any  other  Stork   in    Bombay. 
Of  Herons,  however,  we  have  no  lack.     The  common- 
est is   the  Pond  Heron,  or  Blind    Heron,    or   Paddy 
Bird  (Ardeola  leucoptera),  which  despises  not  the  most 
paltry   tank   or  pool  that  will  hold  a  frog.     Even  the 
native  Christians  of  Salsette  do  not  esteem  this  a  very 
dainty  bird  for  the  table,  so  it  is  little  persecuted  and 
grows  very  familiar,  allowing  you  to  approach  within 
a   few    paces   before   it   suddenly  produces  a  pair  of 
snowy   wings  from  its  pockets  and  flaps  away.     Till 
it  unfolded  those  wings  it  was  a  yellowish-grey  bird, 
darker   on  the   back  and  streaky  about  the  neck  and 
breast.     During  the  breeding  season,  that  is  in  the 
rains,  its  back  and  shoulders  are  clothed  with  a  mantle 
of  rich  maroon,  and  a  crest  of  long,  pointed,  white 
feathers  adorns  its  head.     It  is  then  a  handsome  bird, 
though  its  snakey,  yellow  eyes   spoil   its   expression. 
Its  legs  are  green  and  its  beak  greenish  yellow,  black- 
ened at  the  tip  as  if  burnt.     Like  all  Herons,    it  has 
a  great  deal  of  feather   and  little  solid  .body.     The 
length  of  its  serpentine  neck  is  quite  disguised  by  the 
long   plumes   that  hang   down    in  front  and  behind. 
The   small    frogs   and   fishes   and   even  the  cautious 
crabs  have  little  suspicion  of  the  length    of  its   reach. 
To   watch   for    these,    standing  ankle-deep   in   dirty 
water,  is  its   sole   occupation,    and    that   long,   hard, 
sharp  beak  is  a  perfect  pair  of  forceps  for  plucking  them 


THE  HERONS.  l8l 

out  of  their  element.  Then  they  go  down  "the  red 
lane"  without  further  ceremony,  for  the  throat  of  the 
Heron,  slender  as  it  looks,  is  wonderfully  elastic. 
Almost  all  the  Herons  make  their  nests  in  company 
in  some  large  tree.  The  Pond  Herons  of  Back  Bay 
have  appropriated  a  large  tamarind  tree  in  Marine 
Lines,  on  the  top-most  twigs  of  which,  from  the 
month  of  May  onwards,  you  will  find  a  whole  village. 
The  nests  are  like  those  of  crows,  but  not  so  well 
built..  The  eggs,  four  or  five  in  number,  are  of  a 
greenish  blue  colour.  At  nesting  time  the  Pond 
Heron  is  rather  noisy.  Its  voice  is  a  short  croak,  or 
cough,  not  the  least  musical. 

Next  come  the  White  Herons,  or  Egrets,  pure 
white  birds,  more  graceful  in  every  way  than  the 
podgy  Pond  Heron.  There  are  three  species,  which 
differ  from  one  another  only  in  size.  The  largest  is 
about  the  size  of  the  English  Heron,  but  pure  white 
all  over.  It  is  not  very  common  here,  nor  is  the  next, 
which  is  a  size  smaller.  The  third,  which  Jerdon 
calls  The  Little  Egret  (Herodias  garzetta),  is  very 
plentiful  and  would  be  more  so  if  Goanese  gunners 
did  not  persecute  it  for  its  flesh  and  its  feathers.  The 
feathers  are  exported  to  Europe  in  large  quantities  for 
the  decoration  of  women's  hats,  or  some  such  shame- 
ful purpose.  The  Little  Egret  is  somewhat  larger 
than  the  Pond  Heron  and  much  taller.  During  the 
breeding  season  it  is  adorned  with  long,  flowing 
plumes  on  the  back  and  breast,  and  two  thin,  hair- 
like  feathers  droop  from  the  back  of  its  head.  Wher- 
ever there  is  shallow  water,  or  flooded  ground,  this 
species  may  be  seen  in  companies  wading  for  little 
frogs  and  fishes.  I  once  saw  one  trying  to  swallow  a 


1 82  THE  HERONS. 

snake.  They  build  like  the  Pond  Heron  and  often  in 
its  company. 

About  the  same  size  as  the  Little  Egret,  but  of  a 
slatey-grey  colour,  is  the  Ashy  Egret  (Demiegretta 
asha).  It  is  common  enough,  but  haunts  the  sea- 
shore rather  than  fresh  waters,  and  is  well  named  by 
Dr.  Blanford  the  "  Reef  Heron." 

There  is  yet  another  species,  which  is  very  easily 
mistaken  for  the  Little  Egret,  being  white  like  it  and 
about  the  same  size  ;  but  it  belongs  to  a  lower  caste 
and  its  habits  are  not  quite  respectable,  on  which 
account  Mahomedans  will  not  eat  it.  It  lives  princi- 
pally on  insects  and  follows  cattle  diligently  when 
they  are  grazing,  for  the  sake  of  the  grasshoppers 
stirred  by  their  feet,  and  also  for  the  chance  of  useful- 
ness in  relieving  the  poor  beasts  of  various  small  tor- 
mentors. The  cattle  appreciate  the  kindness  and 
repay  it  by  giving  the  birds  the  freedom  of  their  backs. 
Sometimes  you  will  see  a  meek  buffalo  chewing  the 
cud,  while  a  "  Cattle  Egret"  stands  on  its  head  and 
performs  surgical  operations  on  its  ears.  The  name  of 
this  species  in  Jerdon  is  Buphus  coromandus.  During 
the  monsoon  its  whole  neck  is  clothed  with  plumes  of 
a  rich  orange  buff  colour,  and  you  may  easily  distin- 
guish it.  In  the  cold  season  it  is  all  white,  but  even 
then  you  may  always  recognise  it,  if  you  get  near 
enough,  by  its  yellow  bill.  The  bill  of  the  Little  Egret 
is  black.  It  nests  in  company  with  Pond  Herons  and 
other  Egrets,  laying  paler  eggs.  The  common  native 
name  for  all  these  birds  is  Bugla,  but  the  Cattle  Egret 
is  sometimes  distinguished  as  Gai-bugla. 

The  European,  or  Blue,  Heron,  which  our  fore- 
fathers delighted  to  hawk,  is  not  uncommon  in  all  the 


THE    HERONS*  183 

creeks  and  rivers  of  this  coast,  and  if  it  is  not  often 
seen  in  Bombay,  the  reason  is  that  it  is  afraid  to  show 
itself  where  its  great  enemy,  man,  is  in  such  force. 
Even  in  quiet  country  places  it  learns  to  be  very  wary, 
for  there  is  scarcely  any  waterfowl  which  is  more 
sought  after  by  native  shikarees.  The  mouths  of 
my  Mussulman  lascars  water  when  they  see  one  and 
many  a  time  have  I  been  urged  to  shoot  that  grand 
"  shikar."  Yet  they  will  not  eat  Pond  Herons  at 
all,  and  are  suspicious  of  even  the  White  Egrets 
on  account  of  the  disreputable  character  of  the  Cattle 
Egret.  The  Blue  Heron  (Ardea  cinered)  is  a  less 
sociable  bird  than  the  Egrets  and  does  not  generally 
go  in  flocks,  but  both  at  home  and  here  they  form 
"heronries"  at  nesting  time. 

One  of  the  handsomest  of  the  whole  family  is  the 
Night  Heron  (Nycticorax  griseus],  but  I  need  scarce- 
ly describe  it  here,  because  the  chance  of  its  being 
seen  is  small.  It  may  be  heard  everywhere,  uttering 
its  loud  wak  as  it  flies  overhead  after  darkness  has  set 
in.  Strange  to  say,  it  keeps  most  promiscuous  com- 
*pany  at  nesting  time,  consorting  not  only  with  other 
Herons  but  with  Cormorants.  As  these  feed  in  the 
day  and  it  never  goes  abroad  till  night,  they  must  be 
an  unmitigated  nuisance  to  each  other,  which  may 
explain  the  incessant  bad  language  that  goes  on  at 
one  of  these  nesting  trees.  I  know  a  giant  tree  not 
ten  miles  from  Bombay  in  which  there  is  scarcely  a 
space  to  spare  in  which  a  nest  could  stick.  The  ground 
underneath  is  strewn  with  eggshells  and  other  less 
savoury  fragments. 


CHAPTER    XXXI. 


THE  DUCKS,  CORMORANTS   AND  GREBES. 

WE  have  arrived  at  the  last  Order  of  birds,  the 
Natatores,  or  Swimmers,  whose  home  is  on  the  face 
of  the  waters.  Some  of  them  cannot  walk  at  all,  and 
few  are  at  ease  on  dry  land,  but  in  their  own  element 


t!       r      .-.'  "I,.-    '     k'       "' 


Dab  chicks. 

they  are  happy  and  graceful.  Their  bodies  are  long 
and  boat-shaped,  their  plumage  close-set  and  well 
oiled,  so  that  any  fluid  rolls  off  them  "  like  water  off 
a  duck's  back,"  their  legs  are  short  and  set  far  back, 
and  their  feet  are  converted  into  paddles  by  a  web 
which  stretches  from  toe  to  toe.  With  these  pro- 
pellers they  make  their  way  swiftly  over  the  surface  of 


THE  DUCKS,  CORMORANTS  AND  GREBES.   185 

the  water  and  most  of  them  dive  well.  Some  feed  on 
fishes  and  some  on  water-weeds,  or  insects,  or  snails. 
Their  habits  in  this  respect  have  a  practical  interest 
for  us,  because  we  feed  on  them  and  their  taste  in  one 
sense  depends  on  their  taste  in  another. 

The  domestic  duck  is  the  type  of  the  Natatores. 
In  a  wild  state  the  same  bird  is  known  to  sportsmen 
as  the  Mallard,  which  is  abundant  in  Sind  and  the 
Punjab,  but  rarely  strays  so  far  south  as  this.  There 
are  several  species  of  wild  Ducks,  however,  which 
visit  us  regularly,  such  as  the  Pintail,  the  Gadwall, 
the  Common  and  Garganey  Teals,  and  the  Shoveller. 
The  last  is  a  coarse  feeder  and  its  flavour  is  variable, 
but  the  other  four  are  among  the  most  tasty  of  the 
whole  tribe.  They  are  all  migratory  birds,  spending 
the  summer  in  Central  Asia,  or  Europe,  or  even  the 
Arctic  Regions.  They  arrive  here  in  September  or 
October,  and  at  first  wander  about  in  an  aimless  way, 
settling  on  any  water  that  seems  to  offer  a  chance  of  a 
meal.  Large  flocks  may  be  seen  crossing  our  har- 
bour in  different  directions,  and  of  course  they  will 
settle  at  times  on  the  inundated  parts  of  the  Flats. 
This  is  the  native  shikaree's  opportunity.  His  idea  of 
sport  is  to  bag  a  maximum  of  meat  with  a  minimum 
expenditure  of  powder  and  shot.  So  he  gets  up 
before  dawn,  and,  having  marked  a  flock,  wriggles 
like  a  mudfish,  under  cover  of  a  ridge  of  earth,  or  a 
tuft  of  grass,  till  he  gets  within  range,  then  sends  a 
heavy  charge  of  large  shot  into  the  thick  of  them.  I 
have  known  of  fourteen  Ducks  being  bagged  in  this 
way  by  a  single  shot.  The  wild  Duck  is  no  fool, 
and  a  few  sharp  lessons  of  this  kind  soon  teach  the 
survivors  wisdom,  which  is  the  reason  that  there  is 
24 


1 86     THE  DUCKS,    CORMORANTS  AND  GREBES. 

so  little  duck-shooting  to  be  had  in  the  vicinity  of 
Bombay.  The  ducks  are  here,  and  they  feed  wher- 
ever there  is  food,  but  they  get  away  before  day-light 
and  sleep  on  the  open  sea.  All  through  the  cold 
season  you  may  hear  the  sound  of  wings  at  night,  as 
a  flock  passes  overhead,  in  places  where  you  will  look 
for  them  in  vain  by  day. 

I  need  not  try  to  describe  the  different  species  of  wild 
Ducks,  for  a  man  who  does  not  shoot  will  not  easily 
learn  to  distinguish  one  from  another,  but  he  may  know 
enough  not  to  confound  them  with  the  Coot,  which 
has  already  been  described,  or  with  the  Cormorant. 
The  little  Cormorant  (Graculus  javanicus  in  Jerdon) 
is  a  very  common  bird  on  this  coast,  especially  up 
the  creeks,  and  I  daresay  it  often  passes  for  a  sort 
of  black  Duck,  but  it  differs  from  a  Duck  as  a  gentle- 
man differs  from  a  loafer.  The  Cormorant  is  a 
thoroughly  shabby  bird,  with  a  large,  ragged  tail,  and 
coloured  all  over  a  sordid  black,  like  the  Sunday  coat 
of  a  Goanese  cook.  At  least,  this  is  its  aspect  at  a 
distance.  In  its  habits  also  it  is  unlike  a  Duck.  It 
seldom  rests  on  the  water,  but  perches  on  rocks,  or 
even  on  trees,  sitting  very  upright.  It  flies  well,  but 
generally  at  no  great  height  and  slowly,  compared 
with  a  wild  Duck ;  not  in  orderly  flocks  either,  but  sing- 
ly, or  in  small,  loose  parties.  Its  beak  is  not  flat,  but 
narrow  and  a  little  hooked  at  the  tip,  the  use  of  it 
being  to  catch  and  hold  a  slippery  fish,  for  the  Cormo- 
rant is  a  fisher  by  trade.  The  Chinese  tame  them  and 
employ  them  as  divers,  fitting  a  ring  on  their  neck  to 
prevent  them  swallowing  what  they  catch,  which 
seems  mean.  The  Hindoo  fisherman  is  not  so  ingeni- 
ous as  the  Chinaman  and  has  not  discovered  this  use 


THE  DUCKS,    CORMORANTS  AND  GREBES.        1 87 

of  the  Cormorant.  Jerdon  states  that  these  birds  have 
the  power  of  inflating  the  gullet  to  enable  them  "to 
swallow  considerable  sized  fish,"  and  their  digestion 
is  "very  rapid,"  to  which  may  be  added  that  they 
have  a  healthy  appetite.  I  imagine  that,  when  the 
Government  takes  the  Indian  fisheries  in  hand,  as  it 
has  done  those  at  home,  it  will  be  found  expedient  to 
exterminate  the  Cormorants.  I  hope  that  day  is  far 
distant,  however.  A  crowd  of  Cormorants  after  a 
great  shoal  of  little  fishes  affords  a  most  exciting 
spectacle.  They  hem  the  shoal  in  and  drive  it 
towards  the  shore,  diving  and  coming  up  and  diving 
again  in  breathless  haste.  All  the  white  Egrets  in  the 
neighbourhood  come  down  to  share  in  the  fun  and  run 
along  the  edge  of  the  water,  plucking  out  any  shiver- 
ing refugee  that  comes  within  reach.  So  there  is 
black  death  behind  and  pale  death  in  front,  and  the 
massacre  must  be  terrible. 

There  are  two  other  species  of  Cormorants,  the  Large 
and  the  Lesser,  as  Jerdon  calls  them,  but  they  are  not 
nearly  so  common.  The  Snake  Bird  (Plotus  melano- 
gaster),  so  called  from  its  serpentine  head  and  neck,  is 
more  familiar.  At  a  distance,  sitting  on  a  low  tree, 
with  its  wings  held  out  to  dry,  it  looks  like  a  big  Cor- 
morant with  the  neck  of  a  Heron  fitted  on  to  its  shoul- 
ders ;  but  at  close  quarters  it  is  a  very  handsome  bird. 
Its  plumage  is  peculiar,  the  feathers  on  the  shoulders 
especially  being  long  and  narrow,  like  the  hackles  of 
a  cock.  Each  feather  is  black  or  dark  brown,  with  a 
silvery  border,  or  spotted  with  silvery  white,  and  the 
effect  is  very  beautiful.  When  the  snake-bird  is 
swimming  it  often  lets  the  whole  of  its  body  sink  un- 
der the  surface,  so  that  nothing  is  visible  except  the 


188  THE  DUCKS,  CORMORANTS  AND  GREBES. 

head  and  neck.  At  such  time  it  looks  like  a  sea-snake 
coming  up  to  breathe  All  these  birds  breed  on  trees 
and  lay  greenish-white  eggs  during  the  rainy  season. 
The  snake-bird  generally  chooses  a  small  tree  growing 
out  of  water  and  is  not  gregarious,  but  the  little 
Cormorants  form  great  societies  and  resort  to  the 
biggest  trees  they  can  find.  As  I  have  said  already, 
they  do  not  object  to  the  company  of  Herons. 

One  little  bird  remains  to  be  described  which  is 
more  thoroughly  aquatic  than  any  that  I  have  yet 
mentioned.  The  Dabchick,  or  Little  Grebe  (Podiceps 
philippensis),  can  just  stand  up  and  toddle  a  few  steps 
on  land,  and  though  it  evidently  can  fly  much  better 
than  any  one  would  infer  from  its  puny  wings,  and 
makes  its  way  over  long  distances  from  one  tank  to 
another,  it  never  thinks  of  taking  to  flight  when  shot 
at  or  disturbed.  It  dives,  leaving  scarcely  a  ripple, 
and  does  not  appear  again  for  a  very  long  time. 
Under  water  it  swims  with  great  facility,  for  the 
paddles  which  take  the  place  of  legs  in  its  anatomy 
are  so  placed  that  they  do  not  work  only  under  its 
body,  like  the  legs  of  a  Duck,  but  sideways,  or  even 
upwards.  It  lives  chiefly,  I  think,  on  little  fishes  and 
shrimps,  which  it  pursues  and  catches  under  water. 
The  Dabchick  is  on  almost  every  tank  in  India,  and 
I  have  even  seen  it  in  a  well.  I  do  not  know  how  to 
describe  it  better  than  to  say  that  you  might  take  it 
for  a  small  chicken  without  a  tail.  Its  colour  is  dark, 
glossy  brown  on  the  upper  parts,  with  some  rich 
chestnut  on  the  sides  of  the  neck.  Young  birds  are 
lighter.  The  nest  of  the  Dabchick  is  a  massive  island 
of  weeds  collected  by  itself.  In  a  little  hollow  on  the 
top  of  this  it  lays  four  or  five  white  eggs.  They  do 


CORMORANTS  AND  GREBES.      189 

not  remain  white  very  long,  for  the  cautious  little  bird 
never  leaves  them  without  covering  them  with  wet 
weeds,  to  conceal  them  from  hostile  eyes,  and  their 
chalky  texture  gets  so  stained  that  before  they  are 
hatched  they  have  usually  acquired  a  rich  brown,  or 
bronze,  hue.  As  soon  as  the  little  ones  come  out  they 
take  to  the  water  and  swim  after  their  mother,  or  sit 
upon  her  back  when  they  want  a  rest.  The  breeding 
season  is  of  course  the  rains,  when  the  tanks  are  full. 
At  that  time  the  Dabchicks  get  noisy,  constantly 
uttering  a  shrill,  querulous  cry. 

I  ought  to  mention  that  Grebes  are  not  classed 
with  Ducks  in  any  modern  system,  and  are  in  truth 
very  different.  Their  feet  are  not  webbed  in  the  same 
way,  but  each  toe  has  its  own  web  and  forms  a 
separate  oval  paddle. 


CHAPTER  XXXII. 


tv 


THE  GULLS  AND  TERNS. 

WITH  the  Gulls  and  Terns  these  papers  close. 
J  e  r  d  o  n  '  s 
book  ends 
with  the 
C  o  r  m  o- 
rants,  the 
Gulls  com- 
ing bet- 
ween them 
and  the 
Ducks; 
but  I  de- 
scribed the 
Cormo- 
rants i  n 
my  last 
paper, 
along 
with  the 
Ducks, 
because 
they  pre- 
sent them- 
selves t  o 
us  in  simi- 
lar situa- 
tions and  are  in  many  respects  alike  in  their  habits, 
while  the  Gulls  form  a  distinct  group  which  is  in  no 


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Gull  and  Terns. 


THE    GULLS    AND    TERNS. 

danger  of  being  confounded  with  any  other.  They  are 
web-footed  birds,  whose  home  is  on  the  waters,  but 
not  in  the  mild  sense  in  which  you  may  say  the  same 
of  a  Duck.  For  the  wings  of  a  Gull  are  more  than 
its  feet,  and  the  winds  are  its  element  as  much 
as  the  waves.  Some  kinds  follow  the  larger  rivers 
inland,  and  even  visit  lakes  and  large  tanks,  but 
most  prefer  the  sea  coast  and  the  restless  waves 
with  which  their  own  wild  spirits  are  in  sym- 
pathy. They  often  rest  on  reefs,  or  sandbanks,  or 
fishing  posts,  or  floating  spars,  and  they  are  persuad- 
ed that  the  buoys  in  the  harbour  have  been  provided 
only  for  their  convenience  :  but  failing  such  solid 
resting-places  they  will  take  their  seat  on  a  dancing 
wave,  with  an  easy  grace  which  is  all  their  own,  and 
eye  the  passing  boat  with  a  happy  and  triumphant 
smile.  They  feed  entirely  on  the  wing,  roaming  up 
and  down  the  coast,  visiting  all  harbours  and  follow- 
ing ships  at  sea.  Watching  the  flight  of  Gulls  is  one 
of  the  many  delights  of  a  sea  voyage  to  me.  For 
hours  together  they  will  keep  their  place  about  the 
stern  of  a  fast  steamer,  as  if  it  drew  them  on  without 
effort  on  their  part.  They  rise  or  sink,  fall  back  a 
little  or  forge  ahead,  or  pass  [from  one  side  to  the 
other,  as  if  there  were  some  hidden  motive  po\ver  at 
work  within  them.  Outwardly  there  is  nothing  to  be 
seen  but  a  few  lazy  flaps  now  and  then  of  their  snowy 
wings.  A  plateful  of  scraps  goes  over-board,  and  in 
an  instant  they  are  a  screaming  and  scrambling  crowd, 
growing  smaller  and  dimmer  till  they  pass  out  of 
sight  altogether  as  the  swift  ship  goes  on  her  way. 
But  in  a  quarter  of  an  hour,  lo  !  they  are  about  us 
again  as  if  they  had  never  been  absent. 


THE    GULLS    AND    TERNS. 

There  is  a  fashion  in  dress  among  birds  as  among 
their  betters,  and  with  Gulls  and  Terns  the  fashion  is 
to  wear  a  grey  cloak,  or  mantle,  over  a  suit  of  imma- 
culate white.  There  are  a  few  eccentric  species,  but 
as  a  rule  almost  the  only  difference  between  one  and 
another  is  in  the  tint  of  the  mantle.  One  will  be  a 
pale,  French  grey,  while  another  is  dark  slaty.  The 
tips  of  the  wings  and  the  end  of  the  tail  may  be  black, 
and  in  summer  the  correct  thing  is  a  sable  cap,  or  a 
silky  black  topknot.  Add  to  this  that  the  young  birds 
differ  considerably  in  these  same  points  from  those 
that  are  advanced  in  age,  and  you  will  see  that  it  is 
no  easy  matter  for  a  man  who  has  not  made  a  special 
study  of  the  subject  to  distinguish  the  different  species 
of  Gulls  that  may  be  seen  about  the  Bombay  harbour. 
He  certainly  will  not  do  it  with  the  aid  of  any  descrip- 
tion that  I  can  give.  But  any  one  may  learn  the 
difference  between  a  Gull  and  a  Tern.  Terns  are 
smaller  birds,  with  much  longer  and  more  pointed 
wings  and  deeply  forked  tails.  These  differences  are 
accounted  trivial  by  the  anatomist,  but  they  have  the 
advantage  of  being  obvious  to  the  unlearned  ;  and,  as 
far  as  my  own  observation  goes,  they  indicate  a  differ- 
ence which  ought  not  to  be  overlooked  between  the 
habits  of  the  two  groups  of  birds.  Terns  are  fishers, 
which  catch  their  slippery  prey  by  dropping  head- 
foremost into  the  water,  often  disappearing  entirely 
for  a  second  or  two.  When  the  bird  emerges  it  is 
holding  a  wriggling  little  fish  cross-wise  in  its  sharp 
beak,  in  which  position  the  fish  cannot  possibly  go 
down  its  throat ;  so,  giving  a  pretty  little  shrug  of  its 
shoulders  to  shake  off  the  water,  it  rises  ten  or  twenty 
feet-and  then  tosses  the  fish  into  the  air  and  catches 


THE  GULLS  AND  TERNS.  193 

it  again  by  the  head.  This  manoeuvre  is  followed  by 
the  magical  disappearance  of  the  fish.  It  is  a  pretty 
sight  to  watch  a  flock  of  Terns  following  a  shoal  of 
little  fishes  with  clamorous  glee,  dropping  one  after 
another  with  a  splash  and  rising  again  and  chasing 
each  other,  as  if  they  had  a  stock  of  breath  like  the 
widow's  cruse  of  oil.  Now  all  this  is  impossible  to  a 
Gull.  It  is  a  tramp,  following  ships  for  the  offal  and 
scraps  that  may  be  thrown  overboard,  picking  up 
dead  and  sickly  fishes,  helping  itself,  in  short,  to 
anything  that  floats,  but  never  dipping  below  the 
surface  of  the  water.  This  is  the  difference  between 
a  Gull  and  a  Tern,  and  to  me  it  seems  of  more  conse- 
quence than  the  number  of  feathers  in  the  tail,  or  the 
bristles  about  the  nose. 

The  commonest  Gull  on  our  coast  is,  I  think,  the 
Brown-headed  Gull  (Larus  brunneicephalus),  but  it  is 
not  easily  distinguished  on  the  wing  from  the  Laugh- 
ing Gull  (L.  ridibundus),  which  is  also  plentiful. 
Both  birds  are  pearl-grey  on  the  mantle  and  pure 
white  on  the  head,  neck,  body  and  tail.  Before  they 
leave  us  in  the  hot  season  (for  they  breed  in  Europe 
or  Central  Asia)  their  heads  become  dark  brown  or 
sepia.  Their  bills  and  feet  are  red.  In  young  or 
youngish  birds  the  tail  is  edged  with  black.  The 
points  of  the  wings  are  always  black,  with  a  broad 
white  band  across  them,  and  the  principal  difference 
between  the  Brown-headed  and  the  Laughing  Gulls 
is  in  the  shape  of  this  white  band.  Another  common 
species  is  the  Herring  Gull  (Larus  affinis — L.  fuscus 
in  Jerdon),  a  larger  bird,  with  a  slate-coloured  mantle. 
Its  bill  and  feet  are  yellow,  and  it  does  not  put  on  a 
brown  cap  in  winter.  Young  birds  are  brown,  and 
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194          THE  GULLS  AND  TERNS. 

though  they  change  as  they  grow  older,  it  is  about 
three  years  before  they  acquire  the  pure  grey  and 
white  plumage ;  so  tjiere  may  be  a  good  deal  of 
variety  in  the  colour  of  a  flock.  The  Herring  Gull 
breeds  in  Siberia. 

Occasionally  you  will  see  a  gigantic  Gull  sitting 
solitary  on  a  buoy.  If  the  hot  season  is  approaching, 
its  whole  head  and  upper  neck  will  be  black,  but  in 
the  cold  season  it  will  be  pure  white  all  over,  save  for 
the  pale  grey  mantle  and  a  little  black  on  the  tips  of 
the  wings.  If  it  is  a  youth,  it  will  be  more  or  less 
brown  or  mottled.  This  is  the  Great  Black-headed 
Gull  (Larus  ichthycetus),  which  breeds  in  Siberia  but 
roams  all  over  India  in  the  cold  season.  One  other 
species  may  be  mentioned,  which  attracts  attention  at 
once  by  its  unusual  colour.  The  body  and  tail  are 
white,  but  the  mantle  is  dark  brown,  and  the  head, 
neck  and  breast  are  more  or  less  brown  according  to 
season.  This  is  the  Sooty  Gull  (Larus  hempnchi), 
which  meets  us  in  crowds  at  Aden  on  the  voyage 
home,  and  is  common,  I  believe,  along  the  coast  as 
far  east  as  Sind,  but  only  occasionally  appears  in 
Bombay  harbour. 

Among  the  Terns  one  may  be  distinguished  by  its 
size.  This  is  the  Large  Sea  Tern,  as  Jerdon  calls  it. 
In  the  "Avifauna  of  British  India"  it  is  the  Large 
Crested  Tern  (Sterna  bergii).  It  is  pure  white,  with  a 
grey  mantle  and  a  silky  black  crest.  The  bill  is 
yellow  and  the  feet  black.  This  large  Tern  is  very 
common  all  along  the  coast,  and  has  a  great  fancy 
for  perching  on  the  tops  of  fishing  stakes.  There  is 
a  smaller  species  which  is  very  like  it  in  colour,  but 
much  paler.  Jerdon  calls  it  the  Smaller  Sea  Tern 


THE  GULLS  AND  TEPNS.          195 

\Sterna  media).  Then  there  is  the  Gull-gilled  Tern 
(Sterna  anglica),  which  has  a  black  bill,  and  the 
White-cheeked  Tern  (S.  albigena),  and  the  Roseate 
Tern  (S.  dougallt),  which  is  not  mentioned  in  Jerdon 
at  all.  These  all,  and  some  others,  visit  this  coast  in 
large  numbers  during  the  cold  season,  and  even 
during  the  height  of  the  monsoon  they  are  seldom 
altogether  absent.  The  Roseate  Terns  breed  on  the 
Vingorla  Rocks  during  the  monsoon,  when  they  are 
inaccessible  to  every  enemy  except  man  and  almost 
so  to  him.  Among  the  rank  grass  which  covers  the 
tops  of  the  islands  the  birds  lay  their  eggs,  jostling 
each  other  for  room  and  killing  each  other's  young1 
and  behaving  like  the  wild  savages  that  they  are. 
Other  species  breed  on  islands  in  the  Persian  Gulf,  or 
along  the  Mekran  coast,  but  I  do  not  think  any  of 
them  migrate  to  such  distant  regions  as  the  Gulls  do. 

There  are  several  ocean  birds  more  or  less  nearly 
related  to  the  Gulls  and  Terns  which  roam  over  the 
Arabian  Sea  and  between  Bombay  and  Aden,  such  as 
the  Booby  and  the  Shearwater  and  the  Frigate  Bird 
and  the  beautiful  Tropic  Bird.  At  times,  in  violent 
storms,  these  may  be  wrecked  on  our  shores,  but  they 
do  not  belong  to  the  Common  Birds  of  Bombay. 


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