Cassell's book of birds; vol. 1Brehm, Alfred Edmund
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Cassell's book of birds; vol. 1
Brehm, Alfred Edmund
Birds
Until mid-day the flocks are busy satisfying their hunger, after which
they fly to seek water, and then rest for some hours among the branches,
chattering and screaming; but in spite of their noise they are difficult
to find, owing to their green colour, which is scarcely distinguishable
from the foliage; moreover, they are perfectly silent the instant that
they observe anything unusual, or creep stealthily and quietly away if
they fear pursuit. The longer you remain under a tree beneath the top of
which you have just heard hundreds of voices, the stiller and quieter
it becomes, until at last all is silent; one bird after the other has
noiselessly crept away to a distance, from whence a joyful cry tells that
their cunningly planned retreat is happily accomplished.
Towards evening they again assemble, and make (if that is possible) a
louder shrieking than before; for now the question is not only which is
the best branch to rest upon, but the safest sleeping-place. During the
spring time, when the woods are decked in magic beauty, the parrots
always sleep in holes in trees, but in the dry season they prefer the
foliage; leafless trees they consider dangerous.
Although these birds fly well, their movements on the ground are clumsy,
and even their climbing very awkward; their flight is extremely swift,
but seems fatiguing; it requires many quick strokes with the wings,
and changes into a hovering motion if the bird wishes to alight. Their
gait can scarcely be called a walk, but rather a waddle; the body is
swung forward, and the long tail carefully raised that it may not touch
the ground. A party of Parrakeets progressing in this manner provokes
involuntary laughter, as there is something most comically serious in
their movements.
The Rose-ringed Parrots breed during the African rainy season, which
comes with the spring; at which time the gigantic Adansonias are crowned
with their thickest foliage, and the numerous holes in their trunks
hidden in the most desirable manner; here the breeding birds settle
in parties, and after some strife about holes, the pairs live quietly
together. In those parts of Africa through which we travelled, Europeans
shoot these birds, but the natives never molest them with weapons,
and only capture them when they have an opportunity of disposing of
them alive. Notwithstanding the numbers in which they are found, it is
not very easy to procure a specimen, as their cunning deceives even a
practised sportsman, and renders his efforts fruitless. After some time,
however, we learned to turn their tricks to their own disadvantage; when
we found a party of them in the woods, one of us would creep to the
nearest and thickest tree, while another disturbed that they were on; the
consequence was that the parrots, as they tried to escape, generally fell
victims to the marksman who was watching their arrival.
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