Country rambles in England : $b or, Journal of a naturalistKnapp, J. L. (John Leonard)
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Country rambles in England : $b or, Journal of a naturalist
Knapp, J. L. (John Leonard)
Natural history -- England; Natural history -- Outdoor books
Our tall hedge-rows and copses are frequented by a very amusing little
bird, the long-tailed titmouse (parus caudatus). Our boys call it the
long-tailed tom-tit, long tom, poke-pudding, and various other names. It
seems the most restless of little creatures, and is all day long in a
state of progression from tree to tree, from hedge to hedge, jerking
through the air with its long tail like a ball of feathers, or threading
the branches of a tree, several following each other in a little stream;
the leading bird uttering a shrill cry of twĭt, twĭt, twĭt, and away
they all scuttle to be first, stop for a second, and then are away
again, observing the same order and precipitation the whole day long.
The space travelled by these diminutive creatures in the course of their
progresses from the first move till the evening roost must be
considerable; yet, by their constant alacrity and animation, they appear
fully equal to their daily task. We have no bird more remarkable for its
family association than this parus. It is never seen alone, the young
ones continuing to accompany each other from the period of their
hatching until their pairing in spring. Its food is entirely insects,
which it seeks among mosses and lichens, the very smallest being
captured by the diminutive bill of this creature. Its nest is as
singular in construction as the bird itself. Even in years long passed
away, when, a nesting boy, I strung my plunder on the benty grass, it
was my admiration; and I never see it now without secretly lauding the
industry of these tiny architects. It is shaped like a bag, and
externally fabricated of moss and different herbaceous lichens,
collected chiefly from the sloe (lichen prunastri), and the maple
(lichen farinaceus); but the inside contains such a profusion of
feathers, that it seems rather filled than lined with them, a perfect
feather-bed! I remember finding fourteen or sixteen pealike eggs within
this downy covert, and many more were reported to have been found. The
excessive labor of the parent birds in the construction and collection
of this mass of materials is exceeded by none that I know of; and the
exertions of two little creatures in providing for, and feeding, with
all the incumbrances of feathers and tails, fourteen young ones, in such
a situation, surpasses in diligence and ingenuity the efforts of any
other birds, persevering as they are, that I am acquainted with.
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